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hi I wanna request where matt is about stressed out from work and his night activities and the reader (she/she pronouns) tries to help him out by riding him but she can't since he's so big, so matt says stuff like "what? can't even ride a cock? you dumb slut need me to fuck you?". and he just absolutely ruins her, hope you have a good day, thanks:)

Destressed┃Matt Murdock

Summary: Matt is stressed out about work, so naturally you do the one thing that helps him unwind. You ride him until he fucks you himself.

Warnings: smut: oral sex (male receiving), rough p in v sex, dom!Matt, degradation, bit of a taste kink, choking, dirty talk, and all the good stuff

Words: 3,068

AN: After like a month of not posting, I present this utter whore of a fic to all you thirsty bitches (it's me, I'm those thirsty bitches). Thanks for the request, anon, and I just want to let you know that I spat out my water when I got it.

You found him on the sofa with a pile of braille papers scattered around him and his computer on his lap. He had a frown edged on his face, the absence of his shaded glasses exposing the tightness around his eyes. Wound up with stress, his shoulders were squared as he slumped over several stacks of paperwork along with more on his laptop.

"Hey," you called out to him, gently shutting his apartment door behind you, dropping your bag by the door and making your way over to him.

"Hey, sweetheart," Matt murmured, looking distracted as he lifted his head from his work. "What are you doing here so early? I thought you weren't coming by until later."

"I brought you dinner," you explained, setting the takeout bag on his counter before padding over to him.

"I could smell that," he said, picking up a few stacks of paper and setting them on the side table to make room for you on the couch next to him. "But I thought you didn't get off work until later tonight."

You shrugged, settling down on the couch besides him and reaching over to kiss him. An eager groan rippled from his throat into your mouth at your touch as you lightly ran your hands through his soft, dark locks. "Got off early," you said when you pulled away to examine Matt in more detail, frowning at the terseness of his form. "You looked stressed."

He huffed out a humorless laugh. "I am," he agreed. "We had three more clients come in today. That's only adding to the pile we already had."

"Can I help?" you asked sympathetically.

Matt shook his head. "It's okay, we'll get through them. We always do."

You sighed, leaning over to kiss him again. "I don't like it when you're stressed," you admitted. "It's not good for you."

He shrugged, and you had to admit telling the man who beat people up every night that stress was not good for him sounded kinda stupid. "I'll be fine," he said, looking very much not fine. The dark circles under his eyes told you he hadn't been sleeping much. His shoulders were tight as though his workload were a physical weight on them. He hadn't shaved in a few days, so you could run your fingers along his jaw and feel the scrape of his stubble against your hand.

It was utterly unfair, you decided, how Matt could still look so gorgeous even when he was tired and stressed out. You didn't look half this hot when you were stressed. But this scruffy, slightly rumpled look on Matt had you so weak in the knees, you were lucky that you were sitting. He was still in his white dress shirt from work, the top few buttons of it undone and his tie loosened around his neck. He looked so entirely fuckable.

You blinked, surprised by your own thoughts. Jesus, where did that come from? Well, it wasn't your fault, not when Matt was sitting there looking like that.

As if sensing where your thoughts had turned, Matt tilted his head towards you, a little smirk lifting the corners of his lips up. He reached over, sliding his arm around your waist and pulling you towards him. "What's gotten into that pretty little head of yours, hmm?" he asked, grinning at your hands tugging at his tie.

"I think I know a way I can help you destress," you said sweetly, dragging your nails down his hard abs, half drooling at the way his dress shirt stretched across the muscular expanse of his chest.

"Yeah?" he murmured, his large hands sliding up your shirt to glide along your skin slowly. There was a hungry gleam in his dark eyes as he licked his lips slowly. "What's that?"

You smiled coyly, reaching over to pluck his laptop from his hands and place it on the side table before climbing onto his lap. "Oh," you giggled, dragging the word out even as your hands swiftly unbuckled his pants. "I don't know."

Matt groaned when you unzipped his dress pants and slid your hand down to palm at his hardening length. "Careful, sweetheart," he warned, his grip tightening on your waist. "You might just get what you want."

Worming out of his grasp, you sank down to your knees in front of him, biting back another laugh. Keeping your eyes fixed on Matt's blank ones that were focused somewhere around your lips, you carefully tugged his pants and his boxers down to his thighs, wrapping your hand around his thick cock. "Maybe I want that," you replied sweetly.

Before Matt could reply, you licked a stripe up the underside of his cock, and his hips jerked up eagerly, a whispered curse falling from his lips. You swirled your tongue over the head of his cock and the precum dripping from the tip, licking the taste of him up into your mouth. In no mood for your teasing tonight, Matt groaned harshly, his hand knotting in your hair to push your head down towards his cock.

You obeyed, giving him what he wanted and taking as much of his throbbing length into your mouth as you could manage. The throaty moan that Matt let out at the wet, hot embrace of your mouth went straight to your dripping cunt, making you squeeze your thighs together tightly.

The slick noise of your mouth sliding up and down his cock echoed through Matt's living room like a filthy melody in his ears. He panted, rolling his hips up eagerly against you as you took him deeper until he was nearly down your throat. You kept up the pace, dragging your mouth along his cock and swirling your tongue around the head, sending thick molten lines of pleasure arcing down his spine. Rough groans and stuttering pants fell from Matt's mouth when you sped up the slick motions of your mouth along his deliciously thick cock.

"Ah! F-fuck," he stammered, his hand tightening in your hair, the hot pulses of pleasure up and down his cock coming dangerously close to his climax. "Fuck," he hissed again, tugging your head back off his cock. "Get up here, sweetheart."

You hurried to obey, climbing up onto his lap and straddling him. Left in only your panties, you slowly ground your cunt against his cock, dragging the soaked fabric against the burning line of him. Matt moaned with you, his large hands sliding up your body to cup your breasts, flicking his fingers over your hardened nipples. You whimpered quietly, your rhythm stuttering for the slightest moment.

Matt tugged at your panties. "Get these off," he growled.

You hasten to obey, peeling your wet panties off your legs and tossing them aside, uncaring of where they ended up. When you straddled Matt again, your dripping cunt hovering just inches over his thick cock, he stopped from sinking down onto him and dragged his fingers along your slit in a slow, aching line that had you whimpering and bucking your hips into his hand at the way his fingertips just barely grazed your clit. But after just one stroke up your cunt, Matt pulled his fingers away despite your desperate whine and brought them up to his lips.

And oh, you nearly collapsed as you watched him drag his tongue along the glistening slick from you on his fingers, watched the way his eyes rolled back into his head at the taste of you, watched his face morphing into one of utter bliss, the filthiest moan falling from his lips as he sucked your wetness off his fingers.

"Oh my God," you whimpered, trembling at the sight in front of you.

"Sweetheart," Matt rumbled when he removed his fingers from his mouth. "You taste so good."

"Fuck," you panted. "Shit—y-you have no idea how fucking hot that was."

A sinful smirk curved along his lips as his hand found its way back to your waist. "Yeah?" he murmured, brushing his thumb along the inside of your thigh, the minimal contact driving you insane. "Why don't you show me then, hmm? Ride my cock for me, pretty girl."

You didn't think you had ever obeyed an order faster in your life. Hurriedly, you were grasping his thick, heavy cock in your hand, lining him up against your entrance, and slowly sinking down onto him. A ragged moan was all either of you could manage with the slick, deliciously hot pleasure pushing into you and engulfing him.

An embarrassingly loud moan slipped from your mouth at the way Matt filled you up so perfectly when you sank all the way down on him. He was panting too, nothing but blazing fire and heat burning in his eyes as you took every single inch of his cock. The stretch of him felt so deliciously good, finally satiating the ache in your core.

"Matty," you gasped, unable to move for a moment as you tried to accustom yourself to his massive girth. "I—ah!—fuck, you're so big—"

"Thought I told you to ride my cock, sweetheart," he whispered, his voice dark and low when you didn't move for another few seconds. He leaned forward to brush his lips against your ear, hot breath drifting over the side of your neck. "Don't you want to be a good girl for me?"

"Y-yes," you whined. "God yes, please Matty."

His hand slithered up and grasped your chin in his large hand as Matt smiled, slow and dangerous as a predator. "Then ride my fucking cock," he ordered.

With a low whimper vibrating along your throat, you forced yourself to move even though your legs felt like jelly. Lifting yourself off his throbbing length as far as you could, you sank back down quickly onto him, moaning eagerly as you tried to ride him faster and harder.

But fuck, he was so big, and each time you ground back down on his cock, he stretched you open until you felt impossibly wide, nearly split open in the best way possible at how fucking thick he was inside of you. Your hips stuttered with your shaky rhythm as shuddering moans racked your body.

Matt's grip on your waist was almost painfully tight as you fucked yourself on his cock, his plush lips falling open slightly with each rock of your hips. He groaned out stammered praises of your name, the syllables rolling off his tongue like a sweet melody.

"Fuck, sweetheart," he panted. "That's it, you're doing so well for me. Riding my cock so well, baby."

"M-Matty," you whimpered when you rolled your hips down onto him again, and the tip of his cock grazed against something overwhelming inside of you. A broken moan spilled from your lips as your pace faltered on shaking legs, trying to accommodate his thick, aching length. "I-I need you to—to fuck me, please."

He let out a rough laugh at that, gripping your chin and yanking your head down to look at him, eyes dark and burning with liquid heat as Matt bared his teeth into a feral smirk. "What? Can't even ride my cock? You dumb slut, need me to fuck you?" he snarled.

His harsh words startled you for a moment, but what was even more startling was the way your body responded to him. A shameless moan tumbled from your lips without your permission as you clenched around him, shuddering as another gush of your wetness coated his cock.

Matt laughed again, letting go of your chin to slid his hand down to your throat, loosely wrapping his hand around your neck. "You liked that, didn't you, hmm? You like it when I talk to you like that, pretty girl? I can feel how wet you get when I call you my dumb little whore."

Another shaky whimper from your throat vibrated against Matt's palm holding your neck. You gripped his broad shoulders as you trembled on top of him. "Please," you choked out, grinding down on his cock even though Matt was fully engulfed in you. "I need it, Matt, please."

"What do you need, sweetheart? Use your words for me, and I'll give you what you want."

"I need you to fuck me," you nearly sobbed, aching and desperate for him. "God, I need it so bad, Matt—please, please, please—just fuck me—I need your cock, I need you to—"

You didn't even finish your sentence before Matt was surging upwards, flipping you around so suddenly that the world spun around you until your back hit the seat of the sofa beneath you. Matt was on top of you, kneeling between your legs where he was still completely sheathed inside of you with your legs locked around his waist. There was a single moment where he brushed his thumb against your cheek tenderly, and that was it.

He dragged his hips back slowly, and you almost cried at the feeling of him leaving you—and then he was slamming back inside of you, and the next thing you knew, Matt was fucking you into the sofa with brutal, powerful strokes reaching so deep inside of you that you could have sworn stars exploded in the corners of your vision. You would have screamed if you had the breath, but the way his cock was pounding into you absolutely punched the air out of your lungs. The most you could manage was a strangled shout before you were gasping and clawing at the worn leather underneath your fingers, trying to find something to hold onto while Matt utterly wrecked you.

And then Matt was pulled you even closer to him, never mind the fact that you were already trapped between his strong arms, and the slight change in position was enough for his cock to drive into you at a whole new angle. His next thrust ground the head of his cock up into something earth-shattering inside of you, and your body jolted underneath him as though you had been struck by lightning. A hoarse moan, bordering on a scream, tore from your throat, followed by stammered gasps of Matt's name, falling over and over again from your lips.

Your smaller hands grasped at his forearm of the hand that was wrapped around your throat, blunt nails digging into the hard muscle of his arm as your eyes squeezed shut. Each one of his hard, fast thrusts was driving up you further and further towards your peak like a wave receding before it crashed.

Groaning in sweet delight with each slam of his hips, Matt stuttered out our name between his primal grunts as he fucked into you. "Sweetheart," he slurred, sounding as drunk on this pleasure as you were. "Fuck, honey, you feel so good—so fucking good."

"Matt," you gasped out, unable and unwilling to move from underneath him where he had pinned you down with the sharp, driving rhythm of his hips. He seemed to have realized that he had found your g-spot, and now he was just pounding mercilessly into you there, the pleasure of it so sharp and overwhelming it completely stole your breath away. Fire was coursing like liquid lava through your veins, going straight to your brain and making your head spin. Choked, ragged moans were all you could squeeze out from your throat, constricted from both Matt's hand around it and this utterly devastating pleasure ripping through you.

"So tight for me, sweetheart," Matt grunted. "Fuck—I can feel you squeezing me like that—ah!"

A strangled sob echoed through the room as you dug your heels into Matt's hips, encouraging him further. His pace picked up until he was fucking you so hard, the sofa was slowly sliding across the floor in small, stuttered skids.

"Such a good girl," he praised. "Taking my cock so well, baby."

You cried his name out again as he drove his cock up again, slamming straight into that spot with brutal accuracy, and then you were shouting—screaming—hoarsely as orgasm suddenly surged up over you, burning hot and furious as it scorched its way through every single nerve in your body. Your hands clawed uselessly at his forearm as you sobbed and twitched around him, clenching hard around his cock still pounding into you even as your vision went completely white for a few moments. That bone-deep pleasure was blazing deep inside of you, searing and branding itself on your fucking soul.

"Oh my fucking God, Matt!"

Matt's pace grew rough and frantic as your cunt continued fluttering around him even while the tendrils of orgasm were slowly receding from your limp form. He was panting and groaning your name, but the sound of it was muffled by the blood rushing in your ears. He drove into you once—twice—three more times, and then he was moaning brokenly against your throat where he'd pressed his face against your neck. You hadn't even noticed when he had he removed his hand from there, too caught up in your own bliss.

He buried himself inside of you to the hilt, and his body shook on top of yours as he finally let go, weeks of stress melting off his shoulders as he emptied himself in you, hot spurts of his release filling you up until he had nothing left to give you.

With a satisfied groan, Matt dropped his head into the curve of your neck with a low, almost reverent whisper of "sweetheart." Even though your arms, along with the rest of your body, were practically putty, you reached up to gently run your fingers through Matt's damp hair.

"Mmm," you hummed lazily. "I might have to thank whichever client got you so stressed because if that's what it takes to get you to fuck me like that...I'm sorry, babe, but I am going to refer Nelson and Murdock to everyone I know."

Matt snorted. "Sweetheart, I'll fuck you anyway you want as long as you don't do that."

"Oh well, in that case..."

You felt his lips curve into a smile against your neck. Matt lifted his head up and kissed you warmly, his pretty dark eyes focused on you. "Thank you for that, sweetheart."

"Oh absolutely. I'm always here if you want to just, you know, ruin me again. Totally down for it anytime."

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AN: Apologies for the very inconsistent posting schedule, I've just been writing whenever I can between work and life and classes and shit, so thanks for bearing with me, yall <3

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wolnotsthirstymemeaccount · 1 year

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A Cult Romance

Part V - Thoughts about her

A/N: Here we are again. Part five.🥹 I hope y‘all are still excited for this series 😏 This will probably be the longest part from all of them… much action going on yk 👀🫢

Kai Anderson x female reader

Summary: After what had happened between you and Kai he can’t stop thinking about it. Luckily he can help himself out with that, but things turn around really quickly…

Warnings: smut, sexual interactions , male masturbation, getting caught

<- Part Four

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Almost ten minutes had passed, you still sitting on Kai’s lap after your little session. His hot skin touching yours, your head on his shoulder, eyes closed, his hands brushing over your back. Every time his fingers made contact with your skin you shrugged lightly, a shiver going through your body by feeling his touch.

“I need to get my laptop gorgeous“ Kai said with a deep voice. You instantly shocked and screamed from the inside. The way he called you made you feel butterflies in your stomach. You got off of his lap, watching his naked body walk away to get his laptop. You couldn’t resist looking at his body from up to down, analyzing it. You watched his walk, how his legs moved and how his ass looked like while walking. A look of admiration showed up on your face.

As he came back to you it seemed like you were just pure air for him, he did not dignify you with a glance. He simply placed his laptop on the table in front of him. You decided to get back on his lap, resting your head on his shoulder again. You simply loved the feeling of his naked body against yours. He didn’t say anything, all of his attention dragged to the screen of his laptop.

What you didn’t see was that Kai secretly opened the camera of his laptop, taking photos of how you were wrapped around his body like a baby. He even tilted the camera further down to get some pics off your naked ass sitting on his lap. He started a recording, placing some kisses on your shoulders to get those sweet sounds of yours on video. It worked. You lightly moaned at his kisses, your eyes still closed. Some whiny sounds escaped your lips as he stopped the kissing.

You placed some sloppy kisses around his neck in hope to make him start kissing you again. No response from his side. You sighed in disappointment, closing your eyes again to take a little nap while sitting on him.

After an hour or so you heard Kai closing his laptop, the sound of it waking you up. You looked at him with tired eyes. „Hmm?“ you mumbled confused, not sure what had happened in the last hour. He simply stood up, grabbing you by the waist to walk you to his bed.

„You‘ll have to leave as soon as you wake up“ he said while laying you down on his bed. You nodded tiredly. The last hours had been quite exhausting and eventful. You murdered someone, fucked Kai, had a little fight with Meadow, got back home and went straight back to Kai after he called you to basically fuck him again. You definitely needed your sleep, it was already after 7 AM and you had maybe slept two hours.

You saw Kai taking some pills and leaving the room, but you were to weak to say something, deciding to just close your eyes and finally sleep.

- Next Morning -

You felt the sun shining at you, your eyes slowly opening. You looked around the room with a confused face. You‘ve never seen this room before. As you looked more closely you realized it was Kai’s bedroom. You wondered where he was and why you were laying in his bed, alone.

More and more memories of the last night came back, amusing you a little bit. You thought about the last words of Kai. ‘You‘ll have to leave as soon as you wake up‘. You looked over at the clock, hanging on the wall. It was already 3 PM.

Though you were still confused where Kai was you decided to get up and leave his house. You lifted the planked up, high enough to realize you were fully naked. „Fuck“ you thought about how to get back to the basement without anybody seeing you. You weren’t quiet sure if Winter was still at home, but after a few seconds you remembered she probably made her way to Ally and Ivy to take care of Oz.

This was your green light to run to the basement, get your clothes and walk back home. As you opened the door to the basement there wasn’t even a tiny hint of where Kai had disappeared to. You clothed yourself and got out of his house, just as he told you to do.

As you arrived at home you decided to take things easy. Just chilling your life and celebrating that you and Kai are secretly in something like a relationship. It wasn’t official to anyone, not even the both of you and thankfully not to Meadow. Apparently she was super jealous of you and you couldn’t even think of what could happen if she would figure out you and Kai were a thing. Thinking of her already pissed you off again, so you decided to push these thoughts of Meadow away and just enjoy the rest of the day. You were excited for the later meeting, just thinking of Meadow‘s jealous face made you smile in anticipation.

Kai‘s Pov

After he had left you in his bedroom, Kai walked down to the basement, wanting to write down some notes for his upcoming speech. He thought about all the things he wanted to come up with to convince the people that he is the better choice. Afterwards he got on the couch to sleep a bit.

At 10 AM his alarm started ranging, him standing up to get ready for his speech. He put on a suit and tied his hair together into a bun. As he walked to the kitchen to eat something he remembered that you were still laying in his bed. He grinned to himself, thinking about all the action that had happened earlier. A picture of you being naked popped up in his head. He tried tu push this thought away, knowing there was not enough time left to jerk him off. He glanced over to a plate with sandwiches on. Winter must have made them for him.

After he was done with eating he got out of the house to drive to his appointment.

- Time skip -

It was about 6 PM when Kai returned to his home. He was convinced that people finally understood why he had to become the city council. He mentioned the previous events, the homicide of last night. Using the fear of the people had turned out to be his access to the city council.

But even if things were turning on his side, all he could think of was you. He would never admit he was in love with you, but you were his. He would nobody let touch nor hurt you. You were a little bit like the missing piece of his life. From now on you would belong to him, with every part of your body.

He ran up the stairs to his room, checking if you were still laying there. As he opened the door there was nobody sleeping in his bed, only the blanket he had given you, laying messy on the bed. He sighed out in disappointment.

Even though he had told you to leave, he secretly hoped you’d ignore his command. Out of sudden he remembered the picture and the video he had taken when you were sitting on his lap, your body exposed to the camera.

He didn’t hesitate and ran down to the basement to get to his laptop as soon as possible. He sat down on a chair, unzipping his pants in preparation. His laptop was placed right in front of him. He clicked through the photos which showed your bare skin pressed against his. His hands started touching his dick, slowly going up and down his length. Another photo leaked a bit more of your right tit, his moves beginning to go faster.

He stopped for a second, clicking onto the video he recorded. He watched how you moaned at his kisses and how your head tilted up. He remembered how it felt back when all of this happened. His hand started pumping himself again, replaying the video again and again. Every time he heard your moaning sound he imagined you stroking him right now. He went faster, groaning out loud at the scenario that built up in his head. This was far better than any porn he had seen. This wasn’t just a random girl making these sounds while getting fucked by some random dude. It showed you and how you fell under his touch. He felt his cock twitching in his hands, his orgasm already close.

“Fuck Y/N” he mumbled out, his cock releasing all of his cum onto his laptop’s screen and his stomach. He laid his head back, facing the ceiling. Suddenly he heard a familiar voice in his ear. He hadn’t notice anyone entering the room. “What the fuck are you doing?” he heard Meadow shout at him. He tilted his head into her direction, his pants still opened with his hard dick out. He didn’t mind covering him. “Are you that stupid? How does it look like to you huh?” he snapped back at her. She came closer to him, obviously staring at his erection. “What the fuck are you doing here already? The meeting is in like two hours”

Meadow smirked at him, her hand finding it’s way to his shoulder. “I thought we could repeat latest happenings.” Kai looked at her confused till he realized what had happened between him and her about a week ago.

“Objection your honor” Kai heard an even more familiar voice. His eyes shot open as he saw you standing in the doorframe with a pissed look. From now on the escalation would begin.

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You know what will be next… DRAMA. DRAMA. AND AGAIN DRAMA. I actually did not plan this story to turn out like that, but uhm yeah… here I am, presenting this to you. 🫠✌🏼I hope y’all like it💙

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A Cult Romance

Part I - The Beginning

A/N: This is going to be a series and I’m not sure how many parts there will be, neither where this story will lead 🫠👍🏼 I’ll let my fantasy run free… that’s always the best way 🤝🏼

Kai Anderson x fem reader

Summary: You are one of Kai’s cult members. You have something over for him and it seems like he does feel the same in some way…

Warnings: mention of murder, light sexual interaction, Kai?

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Your phone rang, it was almost 2 am. You were sitting on your couch, switching through the channels. There was nothing to stay awake for, but you knew Kai would call you this night. He said tonight would be one of those nights again. You were excited for this. You loved the feeling that shivered through your body while looking at your victims, begging for mercy. Pathetic. To you they were nothing but a victim of the system. This was one of the reasons you joined Kai‘s cult. You were convinced that he was the one who could safe all of you. The first time you ever heard a speech of him, it feels like yesterday. He was confident in what he said, his voice aggressive. He seemed so passionate about this whole thing. You joined the cult a few weeks ago, ready to do whatever Kai wanted you to do and tonight your time has come again, proving your loyalty to him.

“We’ll pick you up in about 20 minutes. Be ready!” you heard Kai say, hanging up the phone immediately. Your body was shaking out of excitement. You wanted to impress Kai, rising higher in his view. You went up to your bedroom, grabbing your costume and the mask out of your closet. After you were done dressing yourself you heard a honk from outside. You ran to the van in just seconds. You opened the door to the van, seeing that every seat was already taken. Kai was sitting at the left side of the van. Next to him were Meadow and Beverly. “Squeeze in between somehow” Kai said to you, his gaze pointing to the small gap between him and Meadow. You crawled over Beverly to sit in between Kai and Meadow. You were pressed against both of them, each of your legs placed on top of theirs. “Start the fucking car Harrison” Kai shouted at him aggressively. You liked this side of Kai so much, he truly was your divine ruler.

During the drip there wasn’t that much talking, just Kai who navigated Harrison to the victim’s house. At one point there was a sharp curve to the left. Your head was pushed into Kai’s neck, the rest of your body pressed against him tight. You immediately went back to your old position, trying to make this situation less awkward. You could see how Meadow was giving you the most jealous side eye. Everybody knew she had some feelings for Kai. You weren’t sure if Kai felt the same, but something deep inside of you wished he did not.

You and Kai had this special behavior around each other, always teasing and provoking the other one. There was nothing sexual going on, though you were ready for it. In some nights you had that feeling in your gut while you watched Kai. You also had some dreams about him, but you didn’t think much of them.

As you arrived at the house, Kai was giving an introduction what’s going to happen now. You couldn’t take your eyes of his, the way he talked, so commanding. You could sense he was also looking at you for a while, scanning your outfit. Your outfit was a little tighter at some spots, your legs and waist were covered by some skin tight latex fabric. The rest covered by a skirt, a corset and some clown like accessories.

As the others were walking to the house, Kai grabbed you by your wrist. A shocked sound escaped your lips. He pressed you against the van. His face only a few inches away, your nose tip almost touching his.

“Listen, I know you are way much smarter than the others and I know you showed your loyalty to me more than once, but please don’t fuck it up tonight, otherwise I can not reward you”. Your mouth was half open, searching for some air. This moment would stuck in your head for the next weeks straight. You’ve always admired Kai, but this was another level. The way he pushed you against the car, his hands tight around your wrist, the look in his eyes, the words he chose to say. To you this was like the proof that he also had something down for you.

A few seconds passed till you could speak again. The words stucked in your throat. Kai could sense that your thoughts were somewhere else. Your eyes were focused on his lips, something in your head was losing control over your actions. You tossed your arms around his neck, whispering at him. “I’d do anything to satisfy you”. He smirked at you as you pushed him off of you, walking to the door of the house…

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Well, this is it… first part. There wasn’t that much happening, but I promise there will be more going on in the following parts 😵‍💫🤝🏼 I still hope you guys liked it 🙏🏼

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wolnotsthirstymemeaccount · 1 year

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I'd never leave here without you (Kit Walker x female reader)

Summary: you and kit were residents in braircliff Manor and after a hard day for you kit makes it all better

Warning: mentions of punishment, crying, talks of escaping the asylum

A/n: this was a request on wattpad and its super short but sweet

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the kitchen kneading the dough making the famous bread that Briarcliff provides to the public, your arms sore and cold taking your emotions out on the dough since you didn't want to get punished if you took it out on someone else.

"Y/n?" A recognisable voice intrupted your anger session with the dough, "Hey kit" you said giving him a weak smile, your eyes tired and hollow, your hair all tousled, "you alright? I think your about to bruise that dough" kit said pointing to the dough you let out a sigh in exhaustion.

"I can't take my anger out on anyone so the dough is my next best shot" you chuckled trying to brush it off as a joke but failed, kit walked closer to you his hands landed on your shoulders you stucked in a sharp breath at the action trying not to breakdown.

Kit was your closest friend in this place sure you were close to lana but not like you were with kit he was caring, sweet, always listened to you and was there when you needed him without hesitation.

"Hey you can talk to me it might be better then punching the dough" he spoke softly rising an eyebrow at you making you shake your head in a soft giggle, "it's just this place it's too much to deal with kit and I'm trying my hardest not to snap with sister judes punishments and everything I just feel hopeless" you said your eyes looking up at the ceiling to prevent the tears slipping out.

"I know it's hard in here but I promise you y/n one day we'll get out of here freely or even breaking out of here I'll take you with me we both don't deserve to be here" kit stated bringing you into his embrace holding you close as you let the tears finally slip from your eyes.

"Your just saying that kit you'd probably run the first chance you'll get and leave me" you hiccuped in-between sobs, you felt kit shaking his head in disagreement, "y/n I'd never leave here without you and leave what we have behind" you finally looked up at kit into his brown eyes that you always got lost in they were red and glassy like yours.

"Wanna know why?" He asked you nodded not saying anything his hands on your arms still holding your close, "because I love you I would let anyone hurt you and I would never leave here without you because I can't live without you in my life your the only reason I can survive in this hell hole if I can't survive here without you then god knows what I'll be life out there again" he whispered softly tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear.

You smiled up at him finally hearing him say how you felt about him light up a new fire in your soul to make it through this place, opened a whole new world for you both, "you really mean that?" You asked now wrapping your arms around his neck "of course I do" kit said leaning closer to your face.

"I love you too kit" you grinned againt his lips before pressing them to his, as cheesy as it sounds it felt like sparks of electricity feeling like in the movies, you were now like an addict and kit was the drug, vice versa "what are you two doing" the sound of sister jude's voice intrupted your affectionate moment.

"Shit" kit mumbled your eyes popping out your head, you were now in for it, but it was worth it.

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Shouting this at all the tumblr porn bots that have been following me

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i have no idea what i just watched

At first i was like “oh this is normal” and then the next ryan is tied up and the professor is a hologram and shane walks in and gives him a genie lamp and then some wild shit happens and im like “what? “

#watcher #ryan bergara #puppet history spoilers #puppet history #the professor #shane madej #what is this #imyelling

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Any curse, chain mail, whatever reblog or you’ll ____ post.

Has now been broken. Enjoy your day/night as a free/safe human being~

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Warren has big dick energy

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hello! How about one for the Evans? Their response walking in on reader in bed, having an intense sex dream about them?

The Evans See You Having A Wet Dream About Them*

request: yes

prompts: none

warnings: wet dreams, smut, language, not proofread

i love this idea! hope you like how this turned out!

Tate Langdon

Tate was walking past your room when he heard a noise coming from inside your room

curiously, he poked his head through the door

there you were on your bed, squirming and sweating in your sleep, his name falling from your lips in between moans

a smirk crept its way onto Tate’s face as he walked over to you

he sat down next to you, slowly inching his hand towards your aching core

as he began to run circles on your clit, you woke up

“If you wanted me this badly, you could’ve just asked.”

Kit Walker

Kit was startled awake by you calling out his name

he turned over to see that you were still asleep

he brushed it off, going to go back to sleep, when he heard his name again

he looked at you once more and realized what was happening

he smirked as he watched your legs rub together as his name fell from your lips

he leaned down and pressed a kiss to your lips, waking you up

“You need some help with that doll?”

Pre-Death Kyle Spencer

it was the night after one of Kyle’s frat parties

you fell asleep in his room, completely wasted

Kyle was lying on the floor, not wanting to make you uncomfortable by sleeping next to you

he heard you say his name and immediately stood up to check on you

“Ohhh Kyle, fuck!” he heard you mumble

a cocky grin took over his face as he realized you reciprocated his feelings

he laid down next to you and pulled you into his chest

sure he’d want to help you, but you were still wasted and he didn’t want to pressure you

Kyle settled in cuddling you, and waiting to see if anything would happen in the morning

Jimmy Darling

Jimmy was walking back to your shared caravan after another show

he walked inside and headed over to the bed, seeing you fast asleep on it

then he heard you moan his name

Jimmy smirked as he sat down next to you, edging his fingers in between your legs

he dragged his fingers up and down your slit, watching as you twitched in pleasure

he thumb started tracing circles into your clit as your moans got louder, waking you up

“Tell me about your dream darling.”

James March

earlier in the day, you saw James kill someone, and every time you see him covered in blood, you can’t help but get a little turned on

that night when you went to sleep, you dreamt that he was fucking you, still covered in the blood of his latest victim

James walked into your shared hotel room, finding you asleep on the bed

his name fell from your lips, along with a few other erotic noises

he smirked as he watched you squirm in your sleep

your hand instinctively went down to your core to release some pressure

James growled and walked over to you, grabbing your hand and waking you up

“Now what did I tell you about touching yourself darling? I think you need to be taught a lesson.”

Kai Anderson

you were Winter’s best friend, and you were spending the night

after seeing her brother, he was on your mind all day

and all night

Kai heard his name and walked into the basement, seeing you in the couch

you kept saying his name, moaning and cursing in between

your body squirmed as your legs rubbed together

Kai smirked as he walked over to you, his hand immediately going to your dripping core

you woke up from the contact and looked up at him

“Let me help you, little lamb.”

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