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13reasonswhynot · 3 years

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Scott Reed Imagine

It has been a long week of non-stop finals before junior year ends. Exhausted is an understatement for how tired you are. You have barely gotten any sleep in the past week. And the problem is; no matter how hard you try to fall asleep, you can’t. You were pretty convinced you broke your body although everyone else says you’re just exaggerating.

“Finals are over babe. I’m sure you’ll be able to sleep now.” Scott reassured. As much as you wanted to believe him, you were still somewhat convinced you wouldn’t be able to fall asleep that night. And you were right.

“You still can’t sleep?” Sheri asked. “No. I don’t know what to do at this point.” You groaned, resting your head in your hands. “Maybe ask Scott to come over? Have you guys ever slept together before?” Sheri recommended. “It doesn’t sound like an all bad idea but I’m not sure how to bring it up. Plus I’m pretty sure he has something going on with his friends.” You sighed. “You guys have been dating for 6 months. I’m sure he’ll want to. Just ask.” Jessica chimed in.

The thing about Scott was he usually didn’t bring up big things until you did. It wasn’t like he didn’t want to bring them up, but he rather wait until you did so it didn’t make you uncomfortable if he asked. You argued with yourself the rest of the school day until you finally caved in. You guys usually met up outside after school so he could walk you home or give you a ride. “Scott.” You said hesitantly. He looked at you which meant for you to continue. “Are you able to spend the night tonight? My parents are out of town anyway.” You asked, reading his face for any sort of uncomfortableness. “Yeah of course. I’ll come over after practice.” You were so relieved he agreed that you couldn’t help but hug him.

Skip a few hours. You hear banging on your window. You laughed to yourself knowing it was Scott. You pushed open the window and stuck your head out. “You know my parents are out right? You could have come through the door.” You said with your head still out the window. “Oh.” He exclaimed. You met at the front door. “So why’d you want me to come over?” He asked, following you up to your bedroom. “Well it sounds kind of stupid.” You reasoned, not wanting to tell him the real explanation.

“Oh c’mon. Just tell me.” He said laughing. “Well I was talking to Sheri and Jess about still not being able to sleep and they recommended I ask you to spend the night.” You cringed, not even wanting to look at his face. “You’re cute,” He smiled. “Well. I am glad you came to me for help.” He continued. He jumped on the bed and patted a spot for you to come on. He didn’t necessarily tell you to cuddle up to him because again, he doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable. Your natural instinct was to lay on his chest and wrap your arms around him.

It was about 5 minutes later until he heard soft snoring. He looked down at you peacefully sleeping, and he couldn’t help but smile. He wanted to call Montgomery, considering he was his best friend. “Hey motherfucker.” Monty immediately greeted as he picked up. “Jesus Christ Monty. Y/N. She fell asleep, in my arms.” Scott whispered, frantically turning down his volume. “Okay and? Isn’t that what you do in relationships.” Monty replied, not really getting the point of the phone call. “I think I’m in love with her and I don’t know what to do.”

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Montgomery De La Cruz Smut

“Babygirl, where’s my sweatshirt? I need it for training tomorrow,” Monty asked. “It should be in the third dresser draw to the left love.” You replied, not looking up from your phone. You didn’t really know where it was, which wasn’t a good idea considering you had your own secrets in your drawers. You heard him ruffle through it until it went completely silent. “Did you find it?” You asked, still not paying much attention to what he was doing. “No, but I found something else.” He replied. It was obvious he had this cocky accent to his voice. Your eyes flashed up for a second, then they flashed back to your phone, but soon redirected them to Monty only to find him holding something in his hand. “Do I not please you enough?” He asked, genuine curiosity in his voice. He had found the vibrator you hid beneath your clothes. “It’s not like that Monty. It’s for when you’re not around or able to come over.” You reasoned, reaching to grab it from his hands. He smirked and stretched his arm out to make it not within your reach. “If you’re not going to give it back, can we at least have fun with it?” You whined. “Now I like the sound of that.”

“Let me know if you wanna stop” He says before taking a seat against the headboard. He opens his legs a bit so there’s enough space for you to sit in between them. Your room had a mirror directly across from your bed which is ultimately why he chose to sit in the middle. You sat between his legs, leaning your back on his chest. You turned your head to face him and tugged at his shirt. He knew exactly what you wanted. He slipped his shirt off of him and threw it to the side of the bed. He usually took of your shirt before beginning anything but considering you were wearing his flannel, he wants you to keep it on because he finds it hot that you’re wearing his shirts. “I want you to watch yourself in the mirror. Got it?” He stated, waiting for your response. You nodded, feeling the way your panties started to dampen. He reaches in front of you to slide off the only thing keeping your core from being in contact with the cool air. His fingers graze your folds, feeling how wet you were becoming. Your whole body shuddered at the sudden contact. “Spread your legs for me baby.”

You quickly complied, giving him a good view of your open state in the mirror. He was always so turned on by how quickly you submitted to him. He finally reached over to the nightstand to grab the vibrator. He switched it to the lowest setting to make sure not to work you up just yet. Once he finally put it to your pussy, your legs completely shut. “The more you move, the more it’s gonna be uncomfortable.” He says before prying open your legs again. As soon as it came in contact with you again, you tried your hardest to remain looking in the mirror. You knew one orgasm wasn’t just gonna cut it for Monty. “Be as loud as you want baby. No one’s home. Let me know who’s making you feel this good.” He whispers before grunting at your spread state. As you felt your first orgasm approaching, you hastily gripped onto his thigh. “I’m gonna cum M- fuck fuck fuck!” You scream as your orgasm ripples through you. He massages your shoulders as you come down from your high, but he still hasn’t switched off the vibrator. “B-baby you need to turn it off.” You whimper whilst squirming under him. “You thought we were done? It’s just about starting.” You we’re going to ask what he meant until he switched the vibe to the next setting.

“Jesus fucking Christ Monty.” You cried out trying to release yourself from his grip. The sensitivity was overbearing. The second orgasm came a lot quicker than you anticipated. Before you knew it, the sheets started getting damper from your second orgasm. “Holy shit, you came pretty quickly.” He says, reaching for the next setting. “No- please. I need you Monty. I want to feel-“ Before you even got the chance to finish, the highest setting was put on. “Enough, please, I can’t take anymore!” You screamed but he just didn’t seem to give in. At the rate you were going, nothing was going to convince him. You soon gave out and the only thing to be heard from you was curses and whimpers. As your third orgasm crashed over you, he turned it off. You breathed a sigh of relief before turning around to face him. For some reason, you weren’t satisfied three orgasms later. “Baby please. I need to feel you.” You whined, reaching for his pants.

He didn’t say much but he did pull you forward by your ass so that you would be almost pressed up against his chest. You weren’t sure what he was doing until you felt his hard on pressing against your bare folds. Both of your guys eyes flickered to each other’s lips before you crashed yours onto his. He’s quick to redirect his hands under your shirt to play with your breasts— his favorite thing about you. A few quick moans were exchanged before you felt yourself subconsciously rolling your hips onto his boner. You both pulled away for a second to exchange genuine, happy smiles. “I love you and I’ve missed you so much.” You breath out while leaning your forehead on his. “Show me how much you missed me.” He said, while having that devious smirk of his. The night is still young.

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Scott Reed

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There’s a First for Everything

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In Love

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Scott Reed Smut

You’ve known the ‘jocks’ since elementary school. They were all practically your best friends, and I guess you could say you protected each other. The thing you all had in common was that you loved sports. Although you’re not permitted on the male teams as much as you want to be, you and the boys still got together and played amongst yourselves.

You would think your association with the ‘jocks’ would mean you would have just as much of a reputation as they did, but in reality; you didn’t have any experience at all. You were so caught up in sports you never took the time to actually accumulate a crush on someone. You were always the boys’ wingman and you always helped them with their crushes or would hookups be the right word? They always tried to be your wingman, but any guy you tried to talk to became intimidated once they figured out who your friend group is. It didn’t really matter at the end of the day, you loved your friends and much rather spend time with over a boyfriend.

“Who wants to play Truth or Dare?” Bryce shouted. You were at one of his occasional parties again. This wasn’t a huge one, it was more of a get together between a few people. It was only Monty, Bryce, Zach, Scott, Jeff, Justin, and Alex. Alex wasn’t really a ‘jock’ but he was pretty much chill with the group. “I don’t think I want to play Truth or Dare with a bunch of boys.” You said, taking a hit from the bong. You usually drank at parties, but you were the driver tonight so you had to choose sobriety over fun. “There isn’t nothing we don’t know about you.” Monty laughed, a few of the other boys joining in as well. “Alright, Alright. It’ll be fun.” Alex said, most likely only agreeing to be apart of the group or because he was intimidated by Bryce; could be either or.

Eventually you gave in and joined the other guys on the couches. You chose mostly dares. You dodged most truth’s to avoid any invasive questions; moreover about your sex life. You weren’t exactly ashamed, it just wasn’t that ideal to talk about with a bunch of guy friends. “Alright, enough dares Y/N. Let’s give you a truth.” Justin expressed, taking another shot of vodka. “Fine. Ask away.” You replied, rolling your eyes at the boys. “Have you ever had an orgasm?” Monty asked. It wasn’t even his turn to give me the question, but if he didn’t ask no one would have. And the others are just as curious as he is.

“No. I don’t get why all of you are so obsessed with knowing about my sex life.” You said. “What sex life?” Bryce joked, making all of them start laughing. “Yeah yeah. Very fucking funny.” It was kind of funny, but you would never admit that in front of any of them. “How have you never gotten yourself off? I mean- don’t you get horny?” Alex questioned. “There’s no one I would waste my time fantasizing about.” You replied, not having much fun with this conversation at all. The boys all looked at each other and exchanged glances. “Absolutely not. If you ever think I would let any of you near my pussy, you’re all out of your fucking minds.” You exclaimed. “None of us?” Zach asked. “The only boy I would somewhat trust is Jeff. Maybe Scott.” You replied. You saw both of their cheeks heat up. “That doesn’t mean anything either.” You said defensively.

As the party came to an end, you all ended up crashing at Bryce’s. None of your parents really cared enough as they all kind of knew each other. At least the parents that were existent in their lives, or present for lack of better words. Although Bryce’s house was huge, there weren’t many beds. You took a room with Scott, Monty took a room with Bryce, Zach took a room with Jeff and Justin, and well Alex was the only one that went home considering his father was a deputy.

“Have you really never had an orgasm?” Scott asked laying next to you on the bed. You sighed, not wanting to partake in this conversation again. “I don’t mean it like that, I just mean I don’t expect you to tell the truth in a room full of boys.” He reasoned. “And I would tell you the truth?” You laughed. “Just asking.” He replied.

You were both awake, stoned out of your minds. You were thinking about the conversation before, and it was one of the first times you ever even considered having sex. “Scott.” You called, waiting for him to turn his head to the side. “Hm?” He hummed, waiting for you to ask whatever was on your mind.

Scott was always the one you were closest with out of the all of them. He wasn’t as sexually addicted as the others were; which was what made him so comfortable to be around. You always favorited him out of the bunch, maybe you even had feelings for him but denial was a lot stronger feeling. “What’s it feel like?” You asked. The question was very cryptic, but he knew what you meant. “Um. Yeah. Why do you think everyone’s so obsessed with sex.” He replied, laughing through his words. “Oh. Okay.” You replied, turning your head back to stare at the ceiling. It was silent for a moment, until you heard a small gasp. “Does the one and only Y/N want to experience an orgasm?” He said. His question was filled with excited sarcasm. You didn’t reply, which was all he needed for an answer.

“Hey. I’ll help you out. But let’s make it into a challenge.” He said, catching your attention. “What’s the catch Scotty.” You sighed, knowing it was probably a big catch. “I want you to try and orgasm with just grinding.” He said, smiling with that usual smile. “Oh. That’s not that bad.” You said, pleasantly surprised. Did he want to see you naked and be the special person to take your virginity? Yes. But he didn’t want to make you uncomfortable as the other boys are definitely good at that sometimes.

You were only wearing your panties and a tank top; so in reality there wasn’t anything to take off. “You’re gonna want to sit on my lap for this to work, okay?” He said, patting his lap to signal for you to get on. You were hesitant- but if he really wasn’t up for this he wouldn’t have asked you in the first place. Once you sat on his lap, you immediately came in contact with his boner. Maybe it was the conversation that turned him on- or maybe it was you. You didn’t really want to ask though; as this is a little bit weird in the first place. You were very surprised with how your body reacted to this. You felt yourself start to grow wet, and you were pretty sure he started to notice too.

You felt yourself start to grow embarrassed. And unfortunately your cheeks never fail to let everyone know you are. “It’s okay. It’s a normal reaction.” He reassured. He wanted you to take your time with this considering this could and would be your first ever orgasm. It wasn’t the reaction that embarrassed you; it was the fact it leaked onto his sweatpants. Little did you know it was only turning him on even more.

There was a sudden rush of confidence that rushed through Scott though. “Don’t be embarrassed. Do you feel that baby?” You knew exactly what he was referencing too. But it wasn’t only that that turned you on; it was also the way he addressed you. Baby. All you were able to do was nod. “Can’t talk now? You did this to me pretty girl.” You started to shift on his lap, only making the wet spot grow larger. He purposely bent his hips upward, to press into you deeper. These feelings were so foreign.. so irresistible yet so unbearable. You whimper and lean forward into his shoulder. He brings his hand to the back of your head and soothingly holds it, gently tracing circles in your hair. He waits until you relax fully into his embrace before continuing.

“Good. I’ll start you off. Let me make you feel good.” He whispers, before holding a grip onto your hips. He slowly starts to create a rhythm for you. He used your hips to gently move you back and forth across his hard cock. You wanted to be quiet in case the other boys were snooping but you couldn’t help but whimper in his ear. He could cum on the spot just from your small moans but he wants to hold out until you do. “Does that feel good?” He asked, not sure if he should slow or fasten the rhythm. “Yes. I need more.” You managed to cry out.

He had to take a minute to compose himself. He couldn’t believe out of all the boys, he was the one that was finally going to be the reason of your first orgasm. “I think I’m gonna-“ you cried out. “I know.” He says, able to feel your core throbbing through his pants. “Cmon. You can do it pretty girl. Cum for me.” He groaned out. You steadied your arms over his shoulders, and started to rock yourself on him at your own pace. As you edged yourself closer to your orgasm, your grip on his shoulders tightened. He knew you were close, and all you need to hear was “let go baby.” Before you knew it, you found yourself biting his shoulder to prevent yourself from crying out loud. He picked up the pace and started to work you through your orgasm and help himself reach his. It only took a few more pushes until he felt himself ruin his sweatpants even more than they already were.

As you both came down from your high, he placed one of his hands by your neck and the other on your ass. It wasn’t mean to be sexual, it was more of a soothing hold. After your body finally calmed down, you got up to lay next to him. “Wow,” was all you could begin to say. “Worth the hype?” Scott asked. “Totally.” You laughed, turning over to lay on his chest. “You know I like you right?” He asked, moving his hand towards your hair. “Yeah, you’re the only one that didn’t make fun of me for my horrible sex life.” You said, slowly closing your eyes. “Let me take you out on a date Y/N. I promise it’ll be worth your while.” He gestured. “I will gladly accept that offer Scotty.” You said as you laughed. The rest of the night was mostly just a blur. You soon fell asleep in the arms of Scott Reed.

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Montgomery De La Cruz NSFW Alphabet

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

If it’s just a hookup, he could care less. He would probably just leave. If you’re dating, he would be a lot more gentle with you. In all honesty, he probably doesn’t even know what aftercare is.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His favorite body part of yours would be your ass and breasts.

His favorite body part of his would probably be his shoulders or biceps.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He either likes cumming in you, on your back, or his favorite; facials.

D = Dirty words (favorite phrases to whisper in your ears)

“Open your mouth. Wider.”

“Let me hear you babygirl.”

“Come for me.”

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He is most definitely experienced. It’s no surprise he’s been around quite a lot.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

He loves cowgirl or reverse cowgirl. As long as he has some type of control and is getting pleasured, he doesn’t care.

G = Giddy (How excited they are everytime they do it?)

Needless to say, he’s always excited to do it.

H = Handjobs (Do they prefer handjobs or blowjobs?)

Blowjobs for sure. He loves to push your head down, practically face fuck you.

I = Intimate (How they are in the moment … a kisser … handsy … etc)

He’s very handsy, that’s for sure. His hands will either be in you or on you, no question.

J = Jacking off (Do they masturbate when they aren’t with you?)

Most of the time he’ll call you or come to you. But, if you’re not in the mood he won’t force you and he’ll resort to doing it himself.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Choking, Overstimulation, Bondage.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

He’ll do it anywhere at anytime. He especially loves the locker room and the adrenaline that rushes through his veins at the thought of potentially being caught.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Your ass or tits. He thinks about sex a lot of the day, other than baseball. Even dirty talk sometimes.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

There isn’t anything he wouldn’t do.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He definitely prefers receiving. He’s given a few girls head and he’s okay at it.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Hookups are usually fast and rough. If you were dating, and it was your birthday per say, he would take it slow on you and work on pleasuring you.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He likes them. It’s what happens most of the time. If you need a release and he needs a release then it works out perfectly.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He’s open to experimenting if it gets the job done. He is most definitely the risk taker.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He can last a while. Usually what sets him off is when you come undone. So really however long you last, he will too. He is always down for more than one round, and will do as many as he can.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

I don’t think he would. He would think his hand works just fine. You, on the other hand. He is more than down to use them on you.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He’ll tease here and there in public. But while doing it, he would definitely just want to get right to the point.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He’s pretty loud if he wanted to be. If he wanted to be generous, he’ll be especially loud to give you the satisfaction.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He loves torturing you with vibrators or dildos. It’s the one thing he likes to be a tease about.

X = X-rated movies (Do they like watching porn by themselves, with you etc.)

He’ll watch it alone and with you. If he’s alone, it’ll make him horny and he’ll either jerk off or resort to you. Sometimes you both will watch porn and have mutual masturbation together while you sit on his thigh.

Y = Yes (What they love to do to make you orgasm)

He’ll whisper dirty things in your ear, or bring a hand down to your clit to drive you over the edge.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

If it’s a hookup, he wont fall asleep with you. If you’re dating, he’ll most of the time make sure you’re asleep first and then hit the hay himself.

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Montgomery De La Cruz

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Get in the Fucking Car

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Jeff Atkins

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Sit on my Face

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Jeff Atkins Smut

It was a peaceful Saturday morning. It ended up working out because it’s the one day Jeff didn’t have to go to any sort of baseball practice or weight training. His parents trusted him so you sleeping over wasn’t a big deal in their minds. Not like it would matter either way because they’re out of town for the weekend.

You awoke to the gentle feeling of someone running their fingers through your hair. Your eyes slowly fluttered open, but the temptation of falling back asleep overweighted the temptation to allow yourself to wake up. Once Jeff became aware you were starting to wake up, he lazily smiled and pulled you into his chest. You usually fell asleep on his chest, but most of the time you ended up on the other side of the bed. He didn’t want to say anything in case you were only stirring in your sleep and not actually waking up.

It was one of the hotter days as well. Which meant the previous night you had only thrown on one of his t-shirts. Which for the record are huge on you and could act as pants as well. He loved when you wore his clothes and think you looked adorable in them, even hot at times.

When you finally fully woke up, you felt an unusual amount of desire for Jeff. You always wanted him, but not usually like this. Or at least this early in the morning. By the time you arose, you felt a warm dent in the mattress. You groaned, gaining his attention. He came over from his desk to where you were sitting on the bed and started to say, “Sorry. I was on the phone with Clay, he needed my help with Hannah.” You nodded while reaching out your arms. Which meant you wanted him. He had his signature smile, jumping on the bed next to you.

You thought the desire would have washed away by now but it only seemed to grow stronger. You wasted no time in leaning in to kiss him, because when it came to Jeff you always got what you wanted. And of course he gladly accepted the gesture. The kiss started off slow, only to become deeper and more passionate. By the time you both pulled away, you both were nearly out of breath. “Mmm, good morning to you too.” He smirked, catching onto what you wanted.

You crawled onto his lap to straddle him, which didn’t end up being a good idea. His hands found their ways to your thighs, slowly running them up and down. You started to shift uncomfortably, feeling wetness start to soak your underwear. It wasn’t very hidden either, because just as you felt it, your boyfriend did too. “You know what I find funny, I’ve barely touched you and you’re already worked up. Can’t say it’s not cute though.” He said, slowly trailing his fingers under the oversized shirt you were wearing. “Please” You said through breathy whines, “I need you.”

Considering it was so early in the morning, he decided he wanted to have a bit of fun with it. Well he wanted to, but that’s not what ended up happening. All it took was for him to look into your eyes and see the desperation you had for release, from him specifically. “Oh yeah?” He questioned, slowly peeling off the only piece of clothing you had on. His hands traveled up and down the curves of your waist, only to notice the wet spot on his gray sweatpants grow darker. He stimulates your clit for a few seconds, then all the way down your pussy, and back up to where he started.

Seeing you so worked up only got him just as worked up. He decided it was enough teasing and brought his fingers down to your soaking core. They went up and down slowly, to build anticipation and give you the best experience. He focuses on your clit specifically, drawing small circles clockwise. It wasn’t long until your felt his fingers plunge into your core. You were unable to speak- all you could do was cry out from the pleasure. But it wasn’t enough. He had stopped moving his fingers completely, but now you were riding his fingers without even noticing.

Your body began to move faster, only resulting in you becoming a whining mess. Throughout the duration of the bliss pleasure, you remained eye contact. You felt a familiar feeling in your stomach, and Jeff sensed it too because he felt the way you started clenching over his fingers. He quickly pulled his fingers from your drenched pussy. “I’m sorry baby, not yet. I was starting to have fun here, and I think you were too.” He cooed, dragging you more towards him with your thighs. He leaned over to your ear and whispered, “I want you to sit on my face.”

He had brought it up a few times, but you always denied because you just didn’t know how things would go. But you’re way too tired to argue with him now, which is exactly why he chose now to ask you. And you couldn’t even deny how badly it turned you on. “Come on princess, I’ve got you. Let me show you how much I love you.” He whined, running his hands up and down your thighs.

You finally complied, climbing your further to hover over his face. He was laying down completely now. Once you reached over him, he hooked his hands over your thighs gently. “Just come down slowly, I told you I got you.” He reassured.

You hesitantly lowered your hips down more, “Just like that baby. Relax, you won’t hurt me.” You expected a heads up but before you could realize you felt his warm tongue glide up and down your folds. You formed a tight grip on the headboard, practically trembling over him. His mouth found his way to your clit, latching on and applying slight suction to it.

He worked you up for a few minutes until you felt that knot starting to form again. “J-Jeff baby, I’m gonna cum.” You could feel him moan into you, sending vibrations throughout your body. Your reflex was to pull up, as the pleasure was becoming intense. “Baby relax. You’re almost there.” He pulled you back down by your thighs and went back to work. Your orgasm seemed to take control of your own body. It only took a little more suction at your clit for you to burst. This was the most intense orgasm you’ve ever had. You cried out loudly, holding onto the headboard to stabilize yourself. He worked you through your high, soothingly running his hands up and down your thighs.

When it finally washed over you, you sighed and got down from over him. You cuddled into his side desperately trying to catch your breath. “Thank you.” You whispered, trying to get somewhat closer to him. “Always my pleasure. But, you’re gonna need to help me out now.” He laughed, motioning his eyes towards his boner. “Will do.” You chuckled, slowly but surely getting in between his legs.

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Masterlist

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Jeff Atkins

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13 Reasons Why

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Jeff Atkins NSFW Alphabet

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

He’s very sweet and gentle with you. He always makes sure you’re okay afterwards and that you were comfortable with everything.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His favorite body part of yours would be your thighs. He loved how soft they were, and especially how they wrap around his head when he’s eating you out.

His favorite body part of his would probably be his shoulders or biceps. He loved the way you gripped onto them as you’re riding his dick.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

For starters, he was always set on making you feel good first. His main goal was to make you cum first. He wasn’t against cumming inside you, with a condom of course. But, he loves releasing on your stomach, as he thinks you look beautiful with a part of him on you.

D = Dirty words (favorite phrases to whisper in your ears)

“Let me hear you, baby.”

“Try to stay quiet for me. Can you do that?”

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He’s pretty experienced. He’s had his fair share with girls. But, he’s always open for improvement and to learning about your body and what you like and what makes you feel good.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

He doesn’t really mind. As long as it’s pleasuring the both of you, it doesn’t matter to him. But if he had to pick his favorite, cowgirl or reverse cowgirl>>

G = Giddy (How excited they are everytime they do it?)

He gets even more excited each and every time. He loves spending time with you and most of all pleasuring you.

H = Handjobs (Do they prefer handjobs or blowjobs?)

Definitely blowjobs. He adores the way you make eye contact whilst giving him head.

I = Intimate (How they are in the moment … a kisser … handsy … etc)

He is very handsy. If you’re riding him, his hands will be on your ass. If you’re in missionary, his hands will be interlocked with yours. If you’re in reverse cowgirl, his hands will be on your hips guiding you up and down on his cock. He loves kissing you too. He will worship each and every part of your body.

J = Jacking off (Do they masturbate when they aren’t with you?)

If you aren’t up to having sex, he’ll do it. But, most of the time he’ll ask you, or try to turn you on.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Dirty talk.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

His favorite place is a bed. Again, he doesn’t really care for public places. He rather focus more on your pleasure and if you’re comfortable or not.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

You grinding on him, or just your ass. It doesn’t take much to turn him on when it comes to you.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Inflict pain on you. Never his intention. Here and there his hand would find a place on your neck, but he would never put enough pressure to cause difficulty breathing.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

His main motive is to pleasure you. Hence, he would prefer giving. But, he will not pass down a blowjob if you insisted. In terms of skill, he would be exceptionally good at it. He would take time to learn how your body responds, and move forward with what gives you the most pleasure.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

He’s usually slow and sensual. He likes taking in the moment. But, I wouldn’t underestimate him. He can be fast and rough if he really wanted to be.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Doesn’t really care for them. If you both need a quick release, it’ll happen. But, he much rather take his time with you considering it’s one of the most intimate moments you share with him.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He’s open to experimenting if you wanna try something new. He’s doesn’t care much for taking risks— moreover doesn’t really care for public sex. He rather be focused more on you, and not the possibility of someone catching the two of you.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He lasts for as long as you do. Sometimes you can together, but most of the time his motive is to help you release first. In conclusion, he’ll hold out until you cum.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Personally, he doesn’t own any for himself. If you wanted to use them during sex, he would be more than happy to use them on you. His own preference is none being used on him.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Oh, he is such a tease. He loves to build anticipation to make the experience even more enjoyable. He prefers to tease you when the two of you are alone. His intention is to never publicly embarrass you.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He doesn’t vocalize much, but when he does. It makes you melt. All you could do is grin at the fact you’re making him feel this good.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He loves when you ride him. He thinks it’s the hottest thing when you try and take control, but he finds it even hotter when you submit to him and let him guide your hips.

X = X-rated movies (Do they like watching porn by themselves, with you etc.)

He likes to watch it with you. It usually ends with you and him having sex.

Y = Yes (What they love to do to make you orgasm)

He loves to whisper your favorite names in your ear, forehead kisses, hand holding, hickies in the shape of a J, “Go ahead princess, I got you, let go all over me.”

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He falls asleep once you’re asleep. He always wants to make sure you’re okay after and will ensure you’re comfortably sleeping.

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Montgomery De La Cruz Imagine

[ I do not support any actions this character has done in the series. If you are a victim of sexual assault, abuse, harassment, or rape- please refer to this hotline if you truly need help. (1-800-656-4673) You are not alone and it is not your fault. ]

Warnings: Alcoholism, Abuse, Cursing, Smut. This will revolve around season 3 episode 5, where Ani and Clay follow Monty to his house to see what the reasoning was behind his rage.

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It was a ordinary Friday night. Well, as ordinary as it could get. Everything seemed to have been a mess lately especially after Bryce being discovered dead circulated around the school. You didn’t really care much, I mean who would? He was an awful person, but that didn’t mean Monty handled it well.

Your parents were off for a business trip. They were always traveling for work, which didn’t seem to bother you after a substantial amount of time passed. Gilmore Girls was playing on the television of your room while studying for the upcoming finals. It was the one thing you and Montgomery didn’t have in common, he preferred sports and in opposition you preferred reading. I guess you could say he always liked the “innocent” type.

You were busy with your head buried in your book until your cell rang. You groaned and reached for the remote so you could have silence to pick up the phone. You glanced at your phone to see Monty💝 displayed on the screen. “Hey, everything okay?” You said, holding your phone between your ear and shoulder. “Yeah- Are you able to pick me up. Fucking piece of shit is causing me trouble again.” He replied with the sounds of hitting in the background. “Okay okay, I’ll be over in 5. Be safe baby, I love you.” You said worriedly, knowing already what you were getting yourself into.

There wasn’t any question to the fact you were putting yourself into a lot of danger, but love goes a long way doesn’t it? As you promised, it did only take you 5 minutes to arrive at his house. Yet, you couldn’t help but notice the two similar figures hiding behind Clay Jensen’s car. You decided it wasn’t a big deal, and that your boyfriend was more important. “Jesus Christ Monty.” You exclaimed, sprinting to pull him into a hug. You were both more than aware he was at a lot of risk as well, I mean he has to live with the bastard.

Moments like this weren’t something everybody knew about. Which is why you couldn’t help but notice the two familiar figures. “Is it just me or is there someone watching us behind the car?” You queried, shifting so that you were slightly behind him, still holding onto his arm. He squinted his eyes to get a better look, only to realize you were right. There was someone watching you. Clay and Ani.

“What the fuck?” He spat, releasing your grip on his arm. “Get in the car Y/N. And don’t come out.” He said quickly, holding a bloody baton in his hand for self defense. “Is that blood?” Clay asked, slightly frightened. “Yeah. My father’s and mine. Want a taste?” He replied, obviously aggravated. “So, you didn’t kill Bryce?” Clay quickly responded, glancing at Ani in the process. “What the fuck man. He was my best friend. Get the fuck outta here.” He said, clear hurt and aggravation in his voice.

You heard his feet come shuffling towards the car. One thing you guys promised on was Monty always drove, no matter the circumstances, obviously if he was wasted that would be another story. “Sorry. Assholes like Jensen are really starting to fucking piss me off.” He said as he seated himself in the drivers seat.

The drive home was pretty silent. It usually was on nights like this. Monty never released his anger out on you- not physically. So it wasn’t that, but in situations like this no one really wants to talk about it, especially Montgomery Cruz. As you drove nearer to your place, you felt his hand rest on your thigh. You felt his thumb soothingly rub your thigh as the car stopped in your driveway. “Listen. I’m sorry you got dragged into this shitshow. It was never my intention.” He said, running his fingers through his hair. “Stop apologizing. Your life is my life too. Now c’mon. We have the whole house to ourselves. And you’re going to stay with me, my parents won’t be back for another month.”

He hooked his arm around your shoulder as you both walked into your house. It was almost 2 am. Needless to say, you were exhausted and you were almost positive your boyfriend was too. “I don’t know about you, but I’m exhausted.” You said, yawning in the process. “Yeah, me too.” He agreed, kissing your forehead, causing you to smile. Montgomery was a great guy, beneath the many and many outer shells.

Your bed was thankfully big, leaving a huge amount of room for two people. You removed your shirt and slipped off your shorts. “God, everything about you is beautiful.” He groaned, pulling you in by the waist. “Oh yeah?” You replied, leaning into a kiss. You took steps forward causing him to take steps back. He fell onto the bed, taking you down with him. You felt him smirk into the kiss.

As the kiss began to become more heated, your hips started to grind against him. His hands traveled down to your ass, gently squeezing it to gain a reaction out of you. You gasped into the kiss, giving him access to slide his tongue in your mouth. Your tongues fought for dominance, which you gladly submitted to him. As the make-out session progressed, you both grew more hungry for each other. His hand slid down to your panties, slightly adding pressure. “Your underwear is drenched.” He said, grinning against your lips.

Your stomach twisted and turned just at his words. He always had a way to give you butterflies, and he sure as hell knew it too. “Shut up and fuck me.” You whispered into his ear, trying your best to compose yourself. You felt his pants become tighter under you, only turning you on more. “Whatever you say.” He gently shifted you lower onto his legs to allow him to take off his clothes. You patiently watched as he removed his clothing, slowly rubbing yourself in the process. “Get your sexy ass over here.” He said with his signature smirk.

He wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you back onto his lap. He reached to the bedside for the knife. You kept it at your bedside god forbid you ever ran into a situation. He carefully cut both strings of the thong, then proceeding to slide it under you to remove it. You sighed, feeling the thin fabric run against your folds. “Remove your bra. I wanna see your tits bounce when you’re bouncing on my dick.” You were quick to obey and unclasp your bra. He loved the way your breasts filled your bra perfectly, they had to his favorite part of your body.

You placed your hands on his chest to stabilize yourself. You took him into your hand and slowly slid onto his dick. You slowly threw your head back, allowing yourself to adjust to his length. “Take your time babe.” All you could do was nod in agreement, somewhat forgetting that you were both home alone. You soon adjusted, giving him a mhm to let him know you were about to move. His hands traveled to your waist, ready to help guide you on his cock. You steadily started moving up and down on him, earning grunts and moans from the both of you.

No matter how many times the either of you had sex. There were gentle times, and there were rough times. Despite the difference between the paces, every time always managed to be even better than the next.

The only sounds to fill the room were the sounds of the both of you and skin slapping. Considering no one was home, you both didn’t hold back. As you felt yourself getting tired, he started to pick up the work. He gripped onto your hips tightly and started to work you up and down onto him.

The one and only familiar knot started to form in your stomach. “Fuck Mont. I’m about to cum.” You screamed, about to break any minute. “Let go princess. Let go all fucking over me. I got you.” That was the only thing you needed to hear. You felt yourself explode all over him. You cried out as you came undone on top of him. Your hands gripped onto his shoulders as he continued to ride out your high. He loved the way your face scrunched. The way you made him feel. The way he made you felt.

You slid off him, whining at the emptiness. You knew he was close, but you just had to finish him off. You shifted to the side of the bed and bent your head down to be level with his still hard dick. You connected your mouth to his cock and took all of him into your mouth. The way you took him all in turned him on more than he could ever put into words. It didn’t take long to help him reach his high. You felt his cum shoot into your mouth, and you gladly swallowed.

You got up and rested his head onto his chest. By this time, you were both exhausted. At least you were. He never really was the type for affection. He wanted to protect you as you were one of the only people he cared about. But, he still wasn’t the one for affection. Sometimes he caved, but then again this was very rarely. This time, he was way too tired to even put up an argument. His hand reached to your back, rubbing up and down. “No matter what happens you know I’ll always be here for you right?” You said, half asleep. “Oh, I know. You can just never get enough of me.” He joked, soon falling asleep with you in his arms.

Hope this was enjoyable. Again, I do not condone his actions throughout the show. They were disgusting and inexcusable at all costs. He could have had a better storyline- but it seems as if the writers did everyone dirty.

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