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Hi, I really enjoyed the fic called Training you wrote for Kinkmas with Colin Zabel, so I was wondering if you could please write like maybe another part to that same storyline reversing their roles this time, yk a sub Colin being trained by dom reader, same way and stuff...

Thank you! I really enjoy your writing!

A/N: Thank you for the request and I am so sorry I took so long to respond. But, as always, I deliver. I hope you all enjoy this and don't be afraid to send me more requests. This is the writing mentioned: https://www.tumblr.com/chiptaylorsfirst/705923459043229696/kinkmas-day-5?

Word Count: 2,152

Pairing: sub!Colin Zabel x fem!dom!Reader

Warning: Smut, oral sex (male and female receiving), pegging, edging, handjob, pain kink, use of toys, slight voice kink, praise kink, degradation kink, dacryphilia

Summary: After a nice talk, you train your boyfriend's body to adjust to certain things.

Considering your boyfriend's career choice and all, the two of you never really had much alone time. When you did, the sex was always filled with vanilla lovey dovey "I missed you's" and lots of cuddles afterwards, not that either of you hated it. It just was time for a change, some real spice. The first thing Colin suggested when he finally decided to tell you how he felt was BDSM and kinks.

You were familiar with it just like him so it didn't take long for the both of you to come clean on your likes and dislikes. He explained how he was a soft dom and naturally submissive. He wanted you to be dominant for the majority of the relationship as far as sex and he told you the many things he wanted to try. It was like a dream come true. You happily agreed to the date he set and you later on found yourselves buying different toys to use.

So, when the day finally came, you were more than excited to see your boyfriend. You'd gotten ready thirty minutes before the time he was said to appear and had toys lined up on your dresser. Hot pink lingerie covered your skin. You read some erotica to get you in the mood but also to pass by time as you waited for your boyfriend. He soon was in your shared home and you felt goosebumps as you heard his footsteps. When he walked into the bedroom, his face became flushed at the sight of you. "Hey, baby. Oh." His eyes raked over your form and he swallowed thickly. You smiled, walking over to him before giving a brief kiss to his lips. "Hi, Col. Wanna get undressed for me, hmm?" He nodded his head but you wouldn't accept that. "Use your words for me, sweet boy." You saw his demeanor definitely weaken from the name. "I'd love to undress for you."

Your Lingerie

You smirked. "Then get to it. I don't want to see not one piece of skin covered." You were good at this, too good. Colin didn't expect you to do this well and neither did you. He wouldn't complain though. He loved it. He loved your dominance over him. He quickly discarded all clothing from his body as you requested and stood before you in all his glory. The sight practically made you drool. You took a breath before moving on to the next part. "Get on the bed and lay on your back for me."

You made your way to the dresser, not even bothering to check and see if he did what you asked. You knew he did. "These," you started referring to the toys on the dresser, "are what I hope to use on you today if that's alright with you." Colin liked your way of asking for consent and verifying if he was comfortable with what you'd picked out.

"I'm perfectly fine with it." You nodded. "You remember your safeword?" "Borage," he responded. "Good. Use it if you need to and we'll stop, okay?" "Okay." You got a few things before turning your attention back to him. "I'm gonna train your body to adjust to edging as you suggested, just to let you know. Just lay back and relax. You have nothing to worry about. I'm gonna take care of you."

You decided the best thing to do was to have a slow build up to pick the small things first. So, you picked a butt plug and grabbed some lube before making yourself comfortable between his legs. "Spread your legs for me." He instantly did it, his eyes concentrated on your form. You squirted some lube on your fingers before parting his cheeks. You slipped in a finger, causing your boyfriend to whimper as you slipped in another. "Feel good?" "Mhm, so good." His voice was breathy and low, making your cunt clench instinctively. Soon, you slipped the plug inside of him and his hole invited it in without struggle.

You then got on top of him before lustfully kissing him. Moans escaped the two of you and your hand made its way down to his very hard cock. "Someone's excited," you teased before stroking his length. He groaned, his eyes fluttering shut as your hand enveloped him. You kissed down his body, paying attention to his nipples, loving the sound you received. He was so sensitive.

Once you were in eye level with his cock, you starting to suck without warning. He gasped and his breath hitched as your mouth suctioned around him. You kept your attention on his tip and balls, causing his hips to buck up. "Y/N," he moaned out. "Mhm," you mumbled around him. Shivers went down his spine at the vibrations your voice sent. "Your month's so fucking good." You felt proud at that statement and you put in extra work to deep throat him. A broken moan was what you received and you couldn't help but continue pleasing him.

He started to squirm, his hands balling into fists. You paid no attention to it until the telltale sign of his length twitching told you just how close he was. You got off of him with a pop, causing him to cutely pout for a moment. "Let me cum, please." He looked so sweet but you had to deny him.

"No, baby. I'm in charge here and you'll cum when I say so, mmkay sweetie?" He was quiet after that, letting you move on to the next thing you had on your list. You grabbed a cock ring and prostate massager before kissing his cheek. "You're such a cute little slut for me." You saw him turn as pink as the lingerie you wore. You kept that in mind. You slipped the ring on him before going between his legs again and applying lube. The prostate massager easily went inside of him, letting you know he'd take a strap very well.

You started the toy up, making his breath suddenly become unsteady. You made yourself comfortable on top of him, kissing his lips and enjoying his moans and whimpers. "Can I mark you, please?" You smirked at him. "Aww, my precious boy wants to mark me?" He nodded. "Mhm." You started to lick around his sensitive areas, causing him to shudder. Your mouth was near his ear. "Then you'll just have to wait," you whispered.

You set the remote to a higher setting, his moans getting louder at the feeling. "Oh, mm." You started to suck his nipples and play with them. "Y/N, agh." "Yes, baby," you asked, looking up at him innocently. "Everything feels so g-good." You smiled as you switched to his other nipple. "Yeah, Col?" "Yeah, fuck, I'm gonna cum." You chuckled. "Do it then. Go ahead." His body jolted from the vibrations he felt as he prepared to meet his release. However, he realized that he couldn't tip over that edge. "Something wrong," you teased, amusement dripping from your voice.

"I can't, mm, can't cum. It feels s-so good but it hurts." You started to litter his neck with hickeys . "You like the pain, don't you?" He held you tight. "Yes." You placed your hand around his cock. "I bet you'd love it if I jerked you off, hmm?"

"T-Too sensitive, it'd h-hurt." You kissed his chest. "You can take it." You started to pump him, your hand moving slowly, making many pretty sounds fall from his mouth. "You sound so cute. You look even better. You're such a good boy for me." His eyes closed at that, a pleasant moan escaping him. "You wanna take my strap, yeah?" "Yes, ma'am."

You felt a power rush at the name. You powered the toy down before removing it from him, loving the sight of his gaping hole. Your eyes looked at his length, and you almost drooled from the sight of it. The tip was an overly flushed and angry red. Pre cum was dripping down the sides of his cock and you desperately wanted to taste it. You reminded yourself to focus on the task at hand and quickly put on your favorite silicone strap on you'd picked just for him.

It was made to feel as close to the real thing as it possibly could and it was customized to be the same size as Colin. The soft pink color of it was definitely a contrast to the bold pink you wore which made it all the more better to you.

"On your hands and knees, Col." You watched as your boyfriend got into the desired position before making your way behind him. You could tell he was slightly tense. "Relax baby. Get all that tension out." You reassuringly rubbed his back before kissing his shoulder.

"Ready?" "Yeah." You wanted to make sure he was the most comfortable he could be. "You want me to go slow?" "Please just rail me as rough as you want." You were happy to oblige to that request. You grabbed his hips before thrusting and watching his hole greedily take every inch you had to give him. He let out the most erotic moan you ever heard, making your thighs become soaked.

Your lingerie was quite ruined, all thanks to your boyfriend for being as sexy as he was. You started at a medium pace, making his toes curl from the impactful force you'd been using in your thrusts. "You enjoy being my personal whore?" His eyes were half lidded. "Yes, baby." You were sure to leave bruises from how roughly you handled him.

"Say it for me." "I'm your, mm, p-personal whore." You loved how helpless he was right now. He was a total mess and it was all for you. "Who's making you feel this good?" You picked up your pace by a large amount, fucking him into the sheets. His face was buried in pillows, whimpers and moans still being heard. "Y-You," was all he could get out before he went back to making those sounds which caused you to crumble. "That's right, baby. I'm the only one who can make you feel this way and don't forget it. Wanna cum, sweet boy?" He tried to speak but a broken moan was the only thing that came out. You harshly smacked his ass, making him jolt and whimper.

"Y-Yes, ma'am. Please l-let me c-cum." You quickly removed the cock ring from him, brutally fucking him as you did so. "Go ahead, sweetie. Let it go." The most guttural moan was pulled from him as he finally met his release. His legs trembled as you brought him down from his high before finally pulling out. When you turned him over, it was such a beautiful sight. His cheeks were tear streaked, his whole body flushed. His hair was damp from sweat and his body was covered in droplets of it.

But the best thing was his dick. It was covered in cum along with his abdomen, his tip a pretty pink. You didn't hesitate to lick all his cum, moaning in delight as you finally tasted him. His body tensed and a cute whimper came from him.

When you were done, you removed the strap on from your body and placed all the toys somewhere for cleaning. You came back to your boyfriend and kissed his cheek. "You have one more task, okay?" "What is it?" You smiled. "Eat me out and give me a orgasm." Before he could respond, you were sitting on his face, the fabric of your lingerie pulled to the side to ensure he had access to the place you needed him most. He started to lick and suck, making you squirm at the feeling.

"Fuck, you're so good for me." You rode his face and he let you do as you pleased, doing his part in getting you to your release. His tongue drew patterns on your clit before he'd suck on it then repeat, driving you into a frenzy. It didn't take long at all for you to tip over the edge, your eyes rolling as you did so. Your hand found refuge in Colin's hair, his name on your tongue as you came. He continued, licking and lapping at your cunt as if it were the most delicious thing he'd ever tasted. You got off of his face on weak legs before kissing him on his forehead. "Let me get something to clean up," you quietly said.

"No, that's fine. I think a bath together would be perfect." You started to get up to prepare the water but he stopped you at that too. "Let me do it. You've done enough. Also, I haven't repaid you anywhere near close yet. We still have more to do." Your pussy clenched at that and soon, Colin fulfilled his promise and gave you the best orgasms you've ever had.

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chiptaylorsfirst · 1 year

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Hiii, if you're still doing requests, can I request a Matthew Gray Gubler x female reader smut where he keeps edging her until she's crying because she just wants to cum?

A/N: Sure thing. Thank you for requesting and I hope you enjoy.

Word Count: 2,316

Pairing: dom!Matthew Gray Gubler x brat!sub!fem!Reader

Warning: Smut, oral sex (female receiving), use of toys, masturbation, fingering, edging, slight dacryphilia, hickeys

Summary: You've been teasing Matthew for a while now and he finally puts you in your place.

You had been terrible the entire week since Matthew got back from filming. You teased him anytime you could and brought up sexual topics whenever you saw fit, loving how he’d sometimes turn red or simply scold you for doing such things, warning you that the outcome of continuing this wouldn’t be pretty. You hadn’t cared. It had been weeks since you felt him inside you and you needed that feeling again, you craved it. You knew you were on thin ice but you needed to drive him right to the edge so that you could get what you wanted.

So you waited and waited until you were out in public, arm in arm. “Babe,” you said as you continued walking around the mall. “Hmm,” Matthew responded, solely focused on having a mental debate of whether or not he should buy the matching pajamas he saw. “You look really good right now. I mean, if we weren’t in public, I’d drop to my knees right now and any problem you have away.” You whispered the words into his ear, watching as his face turned red at your words.

He cleared his throat, turning to look at you before he spoke. “You really want a punishment, don’t you, desperate girl?” He muttered the last part and you only smiled. “Whatever you give me, I will take.” He sighed, already hardening and cursing for deciding to wear sweatpants. “We’re leaving now,” he said all too calmly. “Get in front of me while we walk okay.” You already felt him grab you and you started to walk. “What about those matching PJ’s?” “We’ll get them another day when a certain someone hasn’t distracted me.” There was a small edge in his voice and more playfulness.

That was a good sign that you still had more work to do. You wanted him upset and ready to punish you. The day went on with you teasing constantly but still not enough for him to lose his cool. Then, you were both at a cafe hand in hand ordering coffee together. While you were waiting on your drinks, Matthew left to use the restroom, informing you that he’d be back quickly. He was gone long enough for a man to tap your shoulder, a smirk on his lips as he asked, “That your friend?” You fought the urge to roll your eyes at the arrogant being in front of you as you responded.

“Possibly, why?” He sighed as he looked you up and down, obvious lust in his eyes. “I’m trying to understand why he would allow such a beautiful woman to be all by herself like this.” You forced a smile on your lips as you touched his shoulder, already seeing Matthew making his way to the two of you. “You’re not my type or my boyfriend, okay? And he isn’t my friend. You can leave.” The man looked to be angry at your straightforward rejection but he was nowhere near as upset as Matthew was. He paid for the drinks quickly, handing your yours before taking a sip of his. He didn’t speak once during the ride home and by then, both of your drinks were no more.

When you got in the house, he finally spoke, his voice threatening, quiet, and calm. It was a triple threat. “What was that in the cafe? Why’d you entertain that man?” You smiled. You’d crossed the line and succeeded. You were going to get what you wanted. “Why do you think, baby? I miss getting fucked by you. And whenever you’re jealous, it’s always the most fun.” Matthew sighed, shaking his head at you. “You’re a fucking brat, you know that?” “Mhm, you gonna do anything about it? Maybe not. In that case, I’ll just go in my room and masturbate to that wonderful ma--” You couldn’t finish your sentence before Matthew started to kiss you roughly and lustfully, his hands gradually moving down your curves.

He pulled back from you, allowing much-needed air into his lungs. A smile appeared on his lips, his hands around your waist. “Jump,” he commanded softly, and you did. He caught you, carrying you to your shared bedroom. “If you wanted this, then you’re gonna get it.” He threw you onto the bed. You felt a wetness pool between your thighs with a need like none other. Matthew started to undress you, mercilessly snatching the apparel off your body and throwing it onto the floor. When you were fully bare before him, he took out a few things from a drawer that you knew all too well. “I suggest you drink a bit more water if you need to. This is going to be a long night and I wouldn’t want you to dehydrate.”

You hated the fact that the sentence was a warning and a sweet recommendation at the same time. But, you took the advice, going into the kitchen to hydrate yourself and using your little break as you saw fit. You came back to see your boyfriend, shirtless, sitting on the egde of the bed, patting on his lap for you to sit on. You walked to him, sitting on his lap. He stroked your hair, kissing your sweet spot as he lowered his hand to where you needed it the most. “Babe, you’re so desperate right now.” He started to place a finger against your slit, gradually gliding it and collecting some of your juices on his finger.

You bucked your hips upward, arching at his touch, wanting any bit of his attention you could possibly get. He pulled his hand away and you resisted the urge to whimper. “Go to the bedroom and wait for me there. I gotta figure out how I’m gonna punish you for your little stunts you’ve recently pulled.” You nodded your head, going into the bedroom as he ordered. It took a while before you saw him walk in, still fully clothed but with a different attitude this time. He wasn’t your sweet and kind boyfriend anymore at this moment. He was different and he was here to teach you a lesson. “Strip for me. I want you to take everything off.” You did what he said, stripping your body of clothing and throwing it all into a pile.

“Now lay down in the bed and wait for me.” He didn’t check to see if you did as he asked, the sound of the bed as your weight was on top of it enough for him to know you did what he said. You saw him look in a very familiar drawer and you wished for the best to happen as he looked. You were in deep whenever he looked in that drawer and nothing and no one could save you from it.

He picked three toys and smiled as he looked down at you. “I’m going to edge you 5 times and if you fuss, I may just leave you here to finish the job yourself. You wanted attention from me and now you’re getting it. My attention is fully on you.” You watched as Matthew started to strip, ridding himself of any clothing that was on his body. You saw that he was painfully hard and you wished nothing more than to taste the man before you. “Baby, please, let me taste you,” you begged desperately. “No, sweetheart. You don’t get to do that because of how you’ve behaved. You’ve teased me repeatedly and broken my rules. Now, you wish to bring me pleasure during the time of your punishment?” You nodded your head enthusiastically. “The answer is no.”

Matthew grabbed the toys he’d picked, placing them on the nightstand beside the bed before joining you. He started to kiss your body everywhere he saw fit, slipping his fingers inside you as he did so. You moaned at the feeling, soft sounds being pulled from you. It didn’t take long for him to work you into a frenzy, crumbling for him as his fingers started to go faster. “You’re so responsive,” he said aloud, deep in thought as he looked at you. He then kissed you, sucking your tongue as you both moaned in the kiss.

It was practically suffocating as you kissed him and felt yourself getting close to your peak. The kiss broke and you swore that you almost saw stars. Unfortunately, Matthew knew your body like none other and that meant that he knew you would orgasm any second now. As soon as you were at the very peak, his fingers stopped and he removed them completely. “No,” you said softly, your brain scrambling as it tried to process what happened. “Aw, you poor thing. You have four more to go unless you’d like me to stop. What is your color, baby?” “Green,” you confirmed. “You sure?” You nodded your head. “Mhmm.”

You then watched as he lowered his head between your thighs, one hand wrapping around your leg as he used his arm to keep you down. You moaned at the feeling of his tongue toying with you. You swore that Matthew’s mouth was a work of art crafted and made specially to be used on you. You squirmed as you felt him begin to suck on your clit, his tongue still moving in a swift pattern that he knew you loved. Your hand fisted into his hair, your fingers scratching his scalp. He groaned at the feeling, enjoying how lost you’d gotten in the action being done. You felt his tongue graze over a certain spot, causing your breath to hitch. Matthew took note of this and repeated the action until you were nothing but a breathless mess beneath him.

You knew what would happen as you were nearing another orgasm and yet you still whimpered and begged for release as Matthew pulled away from you. You were denied once again with three more to go. He reached for one of the sex toys he’d picked, a pretty dildo with multiple shades of blue. It was custom-made and a birthday gift given to you by your boyfriend. He’d said that it was for when he was out of town and you had to facetime one another so he could see how sweet you looked during sexual things. You hadn’t expected him to use it on you. He never did before. “Get on all fours and ride this for me.” He handed the toy to you. You felt a new coat of wetness pool between your legs as you thought of Matthew watching you.

You positioned the toy between your legs before lowering yourself down on it, loving the stretch you felt. You went slow, enjoying the feeling of finally being filled with something. It wasn’t as good as the original you were used to but you needed to do it to get what you wanted. You thought of previous things you’d done with Matthew on multiple occasions as you bounced. Matthew watched you without touching himself a single time, though he thought about it and wanted to do it badly.

He watched your face, the movements of your body and when you were dangerously close, he spoke. “That’s enough. Stop now.” You reluctantly did as told, your pussy clenching around nothing at the loss. “Get in the bed for me on your back with your legs spread.” You obeyed and watched your boyfriend as he got in bed with you. “You’re so beautiful, babe. So beautiful to the point that I can’t resist you any longer and don’t wish to use the other toys on you like I planned.” You smirked triumphantly. “Sounds like to me that you just can’t help yourself, hmm Matthew? Baby, I’m irresistible,” you teased. “Such a bold little girl for someone who turns into a whining little bitch just with a flick of my finger.”

Before you could even come up with something to say, you felt his cock being slipped inside of you, a moan being pulled from you that you hadn’t even known you had the ability to make. He kissed you and went at an impossibly slow pace, as if he were purposely teasing you even more. You scratched his back at the feeling of him repeatedly hitting that spot buried deep within you. He placed hickeys all around your neck and smirked against your skin at the sound of you begging. “Baby, I’m sorry. Lemme cum, please.” He kissed the spot under your jaw. “One more after this one.” Tears started to form in your eyes. “O-Okay, oh fu--” He pulled out of you, putting a complete end to the release you were so close to getting.

You were tired and sweaty, your cunt pink and buzzing with need. As you felt yourself being flipped onto your stomach, tears finally spilled from your eyes and Matthew set a brutal and rapid pace. “You’re crying, babe? You okay?” “Yeah, just let me, let me,” your sentence hadn’t had the chance to get finished as you suddenly tipped over the edge. You felt Matthew’s cum coat your walls and he placed wet kisses all over your collarbone. He then flipped you back over, a smile on his face now. “You did so good for me. Just don’t tease me as bad as you did ever again.” You were tired and worn but you couldn’t help yourself before speaking. “If I get this response, maybe I should do it more often.” He kissed your forehead before getting off of the bed.

He came back with a warm cloth in his hand. He cleaned you up then went away. When he came back, the cloth was gone and he had this cute smile on his face. He got in the bed with you and cuddled with you. It didn’t take long before you fell asleep, happy to have Matthew as your boyfriend.

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chiptaylorsfirst · 1 year

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hey do you have masterlist for ur fics?

A/N : No, I don't but I will try to make one and it is in the works.

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chiptaylorsfirst · 1 year

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hiii! first of all i'd like to say that i came across your works as of recently and i gotta say your writing is absolutely amazing! secondly, i just binge read all of your incredibly good kit walker fics and they became my favorite hands down lol, sub kit is my absolute favorite! and now my brain just had the kinkest idea about it and won't stop making me imagining it lol, so i was wondering if it would be okay to request it upon the kit walker storyline: they decide to try some super major and really hardcore spanking kink this time, she being a super hardcore dom to the sub kit, but this time they really don't go for anything other than this super hardcore spanking fantasy they're trying, no pegging, no edging, no orgasm denial etc, literally just the spanking stuff with maybe just a little hair pulling and maybe some chains or restrains actually to help with the spanking lol, but the thing is they're longing to try it in its most extreme form ever and now she uses a whole armoury of different implements on kit, idk like whips, floggers, paddles, belt, straps, etc... she literally uses everything to him til eventually he comes to a point where he does use his safeword now and she stops it and proceeds to comfort and soothe and reassure him affectionately in a very fluffy way, but at the same time both of them enjoyed it immensely and kit tells her that, and they're very open about their sensations and how they felt? sorry, it got too long lol... but really, my mind can't stop seeing them on it now and i would REALLY appreciate if you could please write that down... thank you sm anyway, i hope that's okay <3

A/N: Thank you for the compliments and requesting. Also, I can certainly write this and I hope you enjoy it.

Word Count: 1,198

Pairing: sub!Kit Walker x fem!dom!Reader

Warning: BDSM, use of safeword, aftercare

Summary: You had been frustrated and luckily for you, Kit decides to take on the feeling of you lashing it out on his body.

You swore to death you loved Kit more than anything in the world. You wouldn't have married him if you didn't but you needed to let out some stress and you weren't going to hold back on anything since Kit already gave you the consent to take your stress out in any way you wished. You were sitting on the edge of your bed, looking into his eyes with disbelief.

"You know, Kit, you don't have to allow me to do this if you don't want to. I don't plan on holding back." It was your way of warning him but he only nodded, a small smirk on his lips. "I know what I want and I want you to take your stress out. You know I can take it and I do have a safeword, baby girl." He got closer to you, his breath hitting the sensitive skin of your neck, sending shivers down your spine. "Don't tell me you're afraid," he said playfully.

"You know, if you want me to spare that pretty ass of yours, you'd speak to me with more respect, Mr. Walker." You got up, excitement and adrenaline pumping inside of you. You wanted to do this for weeks now but never got the opportunity to. You and Kit spoke of doing hardcore things like this before and you did experiment with it a few times, but never went overboard. This time was different. You were going to let all that pent up anger and stress you had from work be free and most importantly, you were going to see your beautiful husband as a ruined and broken mess.

So there you were, standing over his perfect body with different things chosen to use on him. You decided to start with the lightest thing you saw which was a flogger. You had different kinds, each one a bit more painful than the other. “Lay on your stomach for me, okay? And don’t try to be quiet. I want to hear any sound that slips from you.” He did as you asked. “Yes, Mrs. Walker,” he responded, his voice a nice low grumble that you loved so much.

“I’m gonna start with floggers and make my way up. What’s your color?” “My color is green,” he responded. You smiled and nodded before starting, creating light strikes at first then harder ones. When you got tired of using a certain type, you would switch to the next one, using more pressure each time. Before you knew it, you were already getting a reaction from Kit and decorating his skin in pretty light shades of pink. You then got a belt, already understanding how Kit’s body reacted to certain types of pain. You knew that you couldn’t use the belt too much but you had to make it perfect.

You did your first hit with the belt, creating a red mark on his body. “Tell me what you want, Kit.” You wanted more than just impact play and you felt an urge to just take him as you wanted but you didn’t, you couldn’t. All your stress wasn’t out yet. “I want you,” he gasped out, a guttural groan emitting from him at the feeling of you spanking him once again. “No, Kit. You have me. I’m here and I’m here with you.” You hit him again on the back of his thigh.

“What do you want me to do to you?” “Whatever you want,” he responded. “I want to please you and I want you to use me however you want.” You smirked at his answer. He was always perceptive and never got himself into trouble when he didn’t have to but his answer was right and wrong at the same time. You decided to deliver another lash with the belt, a whimper escaping his lips. “Baby, you make the sweetest sounds,” you praised. “What a shame those sounds can’t help you.” With that, he was hit again, his face buried in the pillows and his body flinching at every crack of the belt.

You eventually grew tired of it, the repetition and the continuous constant energy you put into spanking him. You stopped momentarily, placing the belt back to the place you grabbed it from, then you found another utensil you wanted to use on your husband. This was the last thing you were going to use but it would be for the longest. You wanted to see how far you could press Kit’s body and he had already told you numerous times before that he wanted to too.

There you stood, your eyes looking deep into his, practically staring him into his soul. “Color?” “Green.” You nodded quietly, walking behind him, out of his sight. You simply took one of your hands and rubbed his bruised skin. His breath hitched and he relaxed into your touch, almost purring like a kitten at the soft affection you gave him despite what you’d been doing minutes before. Then, you removed your hand and delivered a rather harsh hit to his arse. You were starting to feel more relaxed and happier as you continued spanking him.

You thought of the terrible people you saw, the way your boss would be so mean to you everyday, everything that made you tick or made you feel that you’d one day fall apart slowly faded away into oblivion. It was but a small buzz now and it no longer mattered because you got to get it all out on a man who happened to enjoy pain when it came from you. Kit was eternally grateful that you hadn’t seen his face. Had you saw the small tears rolling down his face, you would’ve stopped immediately.

But, he didn’t want you to, not yet at least. He wanted to please you and he still saw some pleasure in what he was feeling. Then, it got worse. The stinging on his skin could no longer be ignored and looked over and he couldn’t take it anymore after you delivered more strikes, harder than the last. He took a deep breath before speaking. “Carmatary,” he said clearly. You stopped at the sound of his voice, dropping the whip to the ground.

You had never heard him use his safeword before and you had to make sure he was okay. You went in front of him, cupping his tear stained face in your hand. “Baby, I didn’t hurt you too bad did I?” He shook his head. “No, you just went a bit further than what I can take.” You kissed his forehead then hugged him. “You should’ve said something when you started to cry.” “Mmmm mmm, I didn’t want to. I really liked it.”

You smirked at him. “You did so good, honey.” You went to your dresser to get some lotion and walked over to him. You smoothed it over his bruised skin, being as gentle and soft as you possibly could be before putting everything up. Kit flipped over onto his back and you climbed into the bed with him, enjoying the feeling of his arms wrapping around you. “I love you,” you mumbled against him. “I love you too.”

#kit walker #kit walker smut #kit walker x reader #kit walker x you #kit walker x y/n #ahs asylum #ahs smut #ahs fanfic #ahs fandom #american horror story #ahs

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Hi! I have a request about Kai Anderson, if that's okay. Like, female reader is the only one he trusts enough to show vulnerability in the cult, and when Kai does something he secretly regrets about, he comes to reader and asks her to punish him so he can feel relieved from guilt that is getting in the way of the world dominance he's working for. The punishments in the cult consist of being tied up and receiving a really hard whipping, so that's what she gives him, but Kai is surprisingly very submissive during it because deep down he thinks he maybe crossed the line this time. Thank you!

A/N: Sure thing. I hope you enjoy it.

Word Count: 1,808

Pairing: Kai Anderson x fem!Reader

Warning: Whipping, angst, a bit of fluff, aftercare, lots of tension

Summary: Kai has crossed the line as far as being the leader of the cult and he surprisingly requests you to punish him. You teach him a lesson very well.

You didn’t know what happened or where your morals migrated over the last 5 years. If you had seen yourself back then, you would’ve done all you could to stop it, to be a better person, to be a normal person. Unfortunately, that didn’t happen and here you were dating the leader of a murderous cult who had a very flawed belief system. Somehow you fell into those same beliefs and murder, destruction, violence, and controversy were all that you knew now. It became so natural to you like breathing. That is why when Kai did what he did today, you didn’t even hesitate to put him in his place.

Nobody was home, just you and Kai. He stood in his room, walking in circles as he tried to figure out what he wanted to do next as far as world denomination. He was thinking about so much at once and he just recently did some things he would’ve never done if his mind was right. He sighed, simply standing still as he thought about you, the cult, himself. He didn’t know a better thing he could’ve done and before he could try to save himself from what he was getting into, he knocked on your bedroom door. “Y/N,” he called nervously, his hands already feeling clammy as he heard your footsteps behind the door.

“Yes, sweetie,” you said, opening the door, your smooth voice already soothing him. “I did something that I’d never ever do. It was unnatural, disgusting, repulsive. I need you to punish me for it.” You were surprised by this. You knew that Kai trusted and loved you more than anything in the world and that he’d allow you to practically do anything you wanted to him. You smirked, liking the overly submissive demeanor he had. You didn’t know what he did but you secretly hoped that he’d do it again.

“What did you do, baby? Hmm?” He sighed before speaking. “The last cult meeting we had was stressful.” “Okay.” He looked at you. “And I was getting tired of Meadow. She kept trying to get at me so I killed her, wrapped my hands around her neck, choked her dead. I didn’t mean to but it happened.” You honestly didn’t see a problem with that. Meadow was always a bitch to you for dating Kai and she had reckless behavior. Anyone that bothered to even breathe near Kai made her upset and plead for permission to off them. “You can’t tell me that’s the problem, Kai.” He shook his head.

“No, it’s not at all. The problem is that more things happened that caused me not to be at my best and I ended up consuming alcohol and pills at the same time which is why I woke up acting weird and I haven’t been able to think clearly enough to form a good enough plan for the cult and what we should do next. I was so caught up in myself and what was happening to me that I didn’t think about how it could affect the others. I was being a selfish little bitch just like Meadow and I don’t deserve to be a leader. You kissed his cheek, looking him in his deep brown eyes. “No, Kai. You’re a good leader. You have all the personality traits of one but you do get caught up in your ego and pride to where it sometimes consumes you which is probably why you did what you did.”

He looked like a scolded child and your heart melted at the sight of it. “Now, you do need to be punished for what you did. You’ve never done this bad. Strip down for me and lay on your stomach. You already know what to do, Kai.” He did as you asked immediately, already understanding the routinre of what to do. You both lived and breathed the rules of the cult and one of them required the severe punishment of being stripped down, hog-tied, and whipped as a reminder for you never to do what you did again. You knew that Kai would get taught that lesson and you were surprised that he actually came to you for it. Sure he trusted you but Kai had so much pride that you wouldn’t think he’d even admit to doing something wrong.

This one made sense. The cult was everything to him and he felt that he betrayed it which he did. You smiled as you picked some rope, looking down on his perfect, unblemished body. “On your knees, Kai, hands behind your back.” He immediately did what you asked and you started to tie the rope around his body, proud that joining the girl scouts and those children summer camps paid off. You pulled at the rope, making sure it was loose enough not to hurt him but tight enough to keep him from breaking out. You pushed him down onto his stomach and pulled out a drawer, searching for the perfect whip.

When you found the one you wanted to use, you leaned down and whispered in Kai’s ear. “We’re gonna begin now and I’m gonna give you 20 lashes. If you try to break out or squirm away, another one will be added. You’ll answer all the questions that I ask you unless you want another lash and you won’t disobey me, is that clear?” “Yes,” he responded. “Uh uh, you call me ma’am during this.” “Yes, ma’am.” You smirked, pecking his cheek. “Good.” You started by spanking the back of his thighs, hearing his breath hitch or a weak groan from him and nothing more. He was restraining himself from crying out and you weren’t going to have that. “I want to hear you, Kai. Cry out for me.” You hit him harder, this time on a higher part of his leg and you indeed heard a loud cry from him.

“Why am I punishing you, Kai? Tell me.” You struck him again. “Because I did something bad.” You hit him harder. “No, give me a real answer.” “I betrayed the cult.” You’d be lying if you said you didn’t enjoy how vulnerable he was being for you. It felt like a power surge was going through you. “What else?” He didn’t respond, causing the crack of the whip to hit his backside. “Answer me.” “I was being selfish and prideful. I didn’t think about the others.” “Fuck,” he cried out as you hit him again. You were only halfway done with punishing him and had many more to go. “Count the rest of your lashes and thank me for it, Kai. I want you to be grateful.”

“One, thank you, miss.” You went on with his punishment, the back of his legs and his backside full of red and purple marks and welts. “Five”, he took a breath then thanked you. You started to massage his marks as you went on, feeling slight empathy and pity for him. You carried on, enjoying the way his breath slightly whimpered and hitched whenever you hit him and how sweet his ‘thank yous’ sounded. You cherished watching the different shades of pink, red, and purple spread throughout his backside.

By now, he only had two more and you simply kissed his shoulder and gave him time to brace himself before delivering two of the most painful strikes you could ever know to man. You threw the whip onto the ground, Kai’s voice cracked and broke as he said ‘thank you.’ You walked in front of him, tilting his chin up to see his watery eyes and tear-stained cheeks. His face was flushed and there was a sheen of sweat on his forehead.

“I didn’t hurt you too bad, did I?” He shook his head reassuringly. “No, I can take it. I’ve had worse done to me before. No one in the cult has given such a punishment like you. Are you used to doing this, Y/N?” His voice was still hoarse and obviously ruined but he still managed to produce that menacing tone of amusement and curiosity as he had done countless times before.

You smiled then laughed at him, going behind him to untie the rope around his body. He got on his knees again, making the process easier for you. “You’re such a funny one, baby.” “Answer the question. You’ve never been so brutal before.” You focused yourself on untying the many knots you saw as you thought of how to respond to him. “Possibly, but before you, way before you. Everyone thought I was this cute innocent girl and nobody knew about anything that I did. But, there’s more than meets the eye, right?” He shook his head in disbelief, getting up and wincing in pain the very second that he did.

“I didn’t tell you to get up, yet. Lie back down.” He did as you instructed. “You could never be innocent. I could bet you were already guilty in your mom’s womb.” You nodded, going to grab some lotion and cream to soothe his bruised skin. “Too bad you can’t prove it, Kai.” A long silence fell in the air as you massaged his skin.

“You won’t do what you did again, will you? I mean, if you’re weak as our leader, who’s the cult gonna depend on? Everyone has too many issues to keep under wraps and even you, the best of all of us, failed to your own mind. I love you more than anything in the world, Kai but I need to know that you won’t do this again for all of us, you, me, the cult.” You put the lotion and cream back up from where you got it and you already saw your boyfriend picking up his clothes and putting them back on.

“You have nothing to worry about, okay? I have this under control and I will never lose myself in such a way ever again. You shouldn’t even have to ask about it. You know me better than anyone and you know I care just as much as you do. You can depend on me and we will accomplish great things together just as I have planned. None of that has changed. I need to know that you believe me and you’ll keep this a secret. No one needs to know that this happened.”

You nodded quietly. “I understand and I believe you. I won’t tell anyone about this or mention it again.” He suddenly smiled at you, his demeanor changing completely. He kissed you on your forehead then hugged you close to him. “I know I can always trust you. You’re better than anyone else. I think I’ll just kill them all.” You were shocked but you still remained in his arms, wondering what he would have in store next.

#kai anderson x y/n #kai anderson x you #kai anderson #kai anderson x reader #ahs fanfic #ahs fandom #ahs cult

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Hi, I read the fic where you wrote about Austin Sommers with the prostitute and I really enjoyed reading it. I was wondering if you could write a fic with the same storyline and it's about how Austin first met the prostitute reader. After they first met or whatever Austin decides to go to his place with the reader or whatever

A/N: Sure, I could do that. I'm sorry if this is too short or too shallow. I promise you that I did my best. Also, this is written in Austin's perspective. Do what you will with that information. The story mentioned is this: https://at.tumblr.com/chiptaylorsfirst/kinkmas-day-2/dq7uedefark9

Word Count: 1,030

Pairing: Austin Sommers x prostitute!Reader

Warning: Implied smut, prostitution, angst, slight fluff,

Summary: Austin really likes you the moment that he meets you and when you accidentally confess your love to him, his brain is filled with questions and he yearns to tell you how he feels the same.

I had never been into strippers or prostitutes before and it somehow reminded me of when I did drag shows. The people were so rude to one another instead of building each other up and it was all similar for one reason and one reason alone; people need money and they were going to get it however they could. I thought that the only motivation I’d ever get to use my talents and skills would come from being at Cape Cod and taking those sweet little black pills every once in a while. Then, I met Y/N and meeting her made me realize that there was more beyond what I imagined in this life on Earth, that I possibly have a purpose and I’m not just here. She changed everything.

It had been a long day and I’d just finished singing with Belle Noir at The Muse. I went out searching for someone to feed on but I ended up finding a pretty stranded girl instead. She was outside, shivering cold and half-dressed. You could tell she’d been crying and her nose was runny. I felt compassion for her which is something I hadn’t had for anyone in a very long time. She was like me when I first got here and I needed her to feel safe. “Hey, my name’s Austin Sommers. I was wondering if you knew where the gamer guy lived at around here.” She cried, shaking her head ‘no’. “I c-can’t help you. I’m sorry. I’m usually not like this. I can’t seem to help anyone.”

You could tell by looking at her that she was thoroughly broken and ruined. I wanted to help her and take her away from all the suffering. I wanted to kill whoever made this girl so upset and for some reason, I wanted her. There shouldn’t have been any reason that a beautiful girl should be stranded and left alone like this, crying and apologizing. Even if there was a reason, it was a stupid and pathetic one. I decided that I’d have to feed later and took her with me to my house.

“What happened, if you don’t mind me asking.” She sniffled before speaking. “My fucking landlord evicted me, kicked me out, and called me a ‘whore’. He said he didn’t like what I do for work and that I’m a little bitch who ruins people’s lives. I knew I couldn’t go to my parent’s house. They don’t approve of what I do either. They slammed the door on me when they found out and called me a disgrace. So I couldn’t find anywhere to stay at and burned all my belongings after what happened.”

“Damn, that’s fucked up. Want me to let you stay at my house for a while? I’ll give you as much time as you need. I think you’ll like it.” Her eyes lit up at my words and she smiled. “Are you sure? I don’t want to be a burden on you or anything.” I smiled as I looked at her. “I promise I can take it. I think I’ll enjoy your company. Besides, I’ve gone through worse. What’s your name.” “My name’s Y/N.” The name sounded like pure gold on her lips. “Y/N is a beautiful name. What is it that you do that has people so upset?” She was quiet for a second. “I’m a prostitute. I, of course, didn’t think I’d ever be into that sort of form of work but money got thin and it just kind of happened. I knew none of the clients I had would let me stay in their home so that was another dead end. Most of them have wives and children, better things to tend to than me. It’s multiple businessmen and a few douches. But, they pay me my money so I can’t complain.”

I didn’t say anything as I parked in my driveway. I couldn’t believe that someone who was as pure-hearted as her was in such a terrible situation. I wanted to protect her and I did. For continuous days and months, I kept her in my house, warm, happy, and content. I knew I loved her then but I couldn’t tell her and whenever she finally got a house and left, I felt lonely and a pit of guilt swallowed me whole. I knew she was probably out getting money the way that she did and I didn’t like the thought of it. I no longer wanted her but I needed her.

Whenever we were together, it was love and I knew that. No matter how much she acted like it wasn’t, no matter how often we hooked up and she left, Y/N loved me. She was happy around me and it was never a forced act. I was the only one who made her happy, made her enjoy life, and see the color in it. So, one morning after a long night of multiple rounds, she wrapped her arms around me and said my name. I turned to face her, her eyes closed and a content smile on her face. “I love you, Austin,” she said, unconscious. I just looked at her for a moment, contemplating what to do.

I knew what I heard was right and that I wasn’t hearing things. I just needed to tell her I loved her too. She didn’t know that she confessed her feelings for me and I didn’t tell her. I just waited until she was awake and paid her her money, thinking of what to say, wishing I could say something to her.

“Bye, Austin. I’ll see you later.” My heart pinged and yearned for her as I watched her leave and I knew I had to tell her one day. She needed to know that I loved her, that I wanted her, that she changed my life. She needed to know that there was at least one person in this whole world that cared for her. I just had to wait and one day she would be mine. I just had to figure out what to say and how I was going to say it.

#austin sommers x reader #austin sommers x y/n #austin sommers x you #american horror story #ahs fandom #ahs fanfic #ahs double feature #ahs red tide

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Kinkmas: Day 12

Day 12 - Threesome

Word Count: 2,320

Pairing: sub!Tate Langdon x dom!Kai Anderson x fem!switch!Reader

Warning: Smut, handjob, threesome, masturbation, hickies, anal sex

Summary: Kai’s planning a date for you and comes across the famous Murder House expecting it all to be a total sham. However, one of the many ghosts of the house catches the attention of both of you and you decide that it wouldn’t be a bad idea to have a little fun.

It had been a pretty normal day at the Anderson home. Kai was spending his time looking at scary videos and Winter was out of the house with friends. You knew Kai was trying to figure out what the perfect date would be to take you out on, although he acted like he wasn’t. You went to his room, gently knocking on his bedroom door. “Kai.” “Yeah, come in Y/N.” You walked in his room, sitting on the edge of his bed. “You know where we’re going for that date you’ve been planning, hmm Kai?” He sighed, slightly upset that you knew about what he was up to. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m not planning a date.” The way that he said it so defensively was anything but convincing.

You rolled your eyes at how childish he could be before you spoke again. “Go ahead and tell me. I already know about it anyway.” He closed his computer, putting his full attention on you. “You ever heard of Murder House?” Your eyes widened as you thought about it. You thought the place had been make-believe, just a good camp story that everyone liked to tell at night and scare little children with. Murder House was a house in California where every person who ever moved into the house ended up dying.

It was said that if you go there, their ghosts can kill you and torment you. “You mean ghostly Murder House where everyone has basically died if they step foot in it?” He nodded enthusiastically. “Mmm hmm. That’s the one. I wanna go there for our date. You know I’ll protect you if you’re scared. It’s just a little children’s story anyway. You know ghosts aren’t real.” You didn’t know why you agreed to this but you did. The next day, you were standing in front of the infamous mansion, hoping and praying that what Kai said was true. You were touring the house with him, walking around hand in hand. “This architecture is cool. The house does look kind of ghostly I guess. What do you think?”

Your heart was beating irregularly as if it was about to jump out of your chest. You took a breath before responding. “I think we shouldn’t have come here. You’re so fucking weird, Kai. You couldn’t just take me to a restaurant or a park or something,” you said, feeling more and more anxious each second. “Awe, are you scared? You know you love me and my weirdness or you wouldn’t be with me.” You both were going up the stairs and went into a room. “I swear, Kai if we get killed--” “What the hell are you doing in my room,” a guy asked, wearing a green and black sweater along with some jeans. His hair was dirty blond and slightly messy and he didn’t look too happy.

“We didn’t know that anyone was here and the whole house seemed empty. I’m sorry about that. We were just looking,” you said timidly. “You know I’m a ghost, right?” You tried your best to understand and comprehend what he said. You were told that ghosts were this clear and transparent image of a human and the guy before you was a solid one. He looked human and sounded human. His voice was clear, not distorted and he looked like he could interact with objects and pick things up if he wanted. You stayed silent, looking at Kai for some type of help. “He’s fucking with us, Y/N. I told you that ghosts aren’t real.”

“My name’s Tate Langdon. Like I said before, I’m a ghost. Some cops shot and killed me right here in this room and I’ve never really been able to leave this house ever since.” You had heard of his name before and you tried to remember who he was. “You shot up a school, right and you were killed in 1994?” He nodded, exaggerating his enthusiasm. “At least your girlfriend is smart. She understands, Kai.” Kai gave Tate a look of warning as if he were going to kill him. “Don’t make him too upset, okay. He runs a cult.”

“Oh, cool,” Tate said carelessly. “I’ve never been killed by a hot cult leader. You know, cult leaders are normally middle-aged, white, ugly men. I’m surprised. You gonna fuck me, mister and miss?” You laughed in disbelief before turning to look at Kai. “What do you think, babe? I know you’re not one for people this desperate but he is cute, hmm?” He looked over Tate, his eyes practically fucking him as he checked the ghost out. “He is cute,” he said, his voice hushed and calm. “He is a ghost though, probably hasn’t been laid in a while. Am I right,” Kai questioned Tate. “Your boyfriend finally got something right for once,” he said, confirming that Kai was right.

You walked to Tate, pinning him against his own bedroom wall, a smirk on your face. “You don’t talk to him that way, okay? If you know what’s good for you and you want some relief, you’ll fix your behavior, fucking brat,” you whispered, saying the last part louder to put emphasis on it. “Yes, ma’am,” Tate responded, his breath slightly hitching from how close you were to him. You grabbed him by his chin, pressing your lips against his, easily dominating the kiss. Your tongues danced with one another as you moaned in his mouth. You suddenly pushed his chest then moved away from him, breaking the kiss. “Fuck,” he said, breathless from the kiss.

“Strip down for us and lay on the bed. Don’t touch yourself or anything like that because Kai will get you for it. Anything we tell you, you do. You don’t wanna break my rules and definitely not my boyfriend’s, understand?” He nodded, his face pink and obviously flustered as he started to throw his clothes off before laying on the bed as you requested. Kai walked to you, placing a brief kiss to your lips before he started to take your clothes off, smiling as he watched how more and more of your skin was revealed.

“You know, Y/N, you really turn me on when you’re assertive.” Chills went down your spine as he whispered the sentence into your ear. When you were fully stripped down, Kai spoke to you. “Get over there and show our friend a good little time like the pretty slut you are.” You started to walk away but he grabbed your arm, his grip tight on it, almost bruising you. “What do you say, sweet girl?” “Yes, Kai.” Kai settled for it, although he of course wanted you to call him divine ruler. As far as you could see, that was for the others. You weren’t the others. You helped lead the cult as much as he did. You two were a team, partners in crime, Bonnie and Clyde. Anyone could tell it, even the ghost who’d been stuck in a mansion for more than 30 years.

You walked over to Tate sensually, your eyes looking at his form. You crawled into the bed, getting on top of him, a glimmer in your eyes. “I’ve never fucked a ghost before, Tate. You any good?” He tensed underneath you, trying to control his breathing so it wouldn’t sound so heavy. “Mmm hmm, every girl I’ve been with came.” You wrapped your hand around his length, feeling how large he felt in your hand. You started to stroke him slowly, watching as your boyfriend started to jack off as he watched. Your hand stayed on task but your mind was elsewhere, wondering how good Kai and Tate would feel inside of you, about how full you’d feel.

You felt yourself becoming wetter from the thought as you continued to stroke Tate’s length. He tried his best not to cum too soon. He hadn’t been sexually active in a few years and the way his body reacted did more than prove that. His cock started to twitch in your hand as soft and deep groans and moans escaped from his mouth. As you started to use your other hand to play with his balls, you heard his voice stutter, all words on his tongue were lost and he shuddered before coming on his stomach and your hand. “You made a mess, Tate,” you remarked menacingly.

“I guess I’d better clean it for you then, hmm.” Without thinking about it, you brought your hand to your mouth, licking it clean. You then scooped up the cum that covered his stomach and licked it off too, loving his taste, your eyes looking into his as he did it. “Kai,” you said, turning your attention over to your boyfriend, his hand still wrapped around himself. “Come join us, please? I’d hate to start the real fun without you.” He smiled, looking up happily before getting in bed with the two of you. You watched as he got beside you, kissing Tate passionately. His hand pulled on Tate’s hair gently and you kissed Tate’s neck, finding his sweet spot as Kai continued kissing him.

You marked him up, leaving pretty purple and red marks in your wake. Kai pulled away, breaking the kiss and you smiled down at Tate. “Ready, Tate?” He nodded, eager for anything you had to give him. “Yes, please,” he replied. You started to line him up with your entrance, lowering yourself onto him. He let out a gasp at your tightness and you saw Kai get up. “You got any lube?” Tate nodded. “Top drawer on the left,” Tate said to Kai. Kai got it out of the drawer, getting behind you before putting the lube on his fingers. He pressed one inside of you, then another, watching as your pretty hole stretched enough for him.

He then put the lube on his cock and spread some more on your hole. He kissed your shoulder before pushing you lower and pushing inside of you. You let out a moan at the feeling of both of your holes being filled. You started to bounce, feeling Kai start at a suitable pace. “You’re such a fucking slut, taking us both,” Kai said. “Mmm, so are you. We all are,” you breathed out, trying your best to focus on pleasing the man underneath you. You listened to the noises he made and looked down at him. “Fuck, you’re so hot,” he said. You smiled at him. “I know, mm, fuck.” Kai started to kiss your sweet spot, making you crumble for him.

Everything felt so good. Kai and Tate were both filling you up so well in all the best places and you could barely even take it. Tate swore to himself that this was the best thing he ever felt, your warm tightness around him, sucking him in more and more and the sounds you and Kai made convinced him he was now complete. Kai was loving the way that you continued to clench around him more and more and the pathetic noises that escaped from you. Your eyes rolled and your toes continued to curl as you felt the two of them hit the deepest places inside of you. The pace picked up to a quicker one and your legs started to tremble.

You were very close, the feeling of your g spot and a spot repeatedly being hit consuming you. You couldn’t take anymore as you felt yourself being marked up by Kai and as you heard Tate whisper the filthiest things into your ear. Your body slightly spasmed as a loud moan was torn from you and you came hard around the two men. Tate followed after you, moaning your name as he filled you up. You both felt overstimulated, holding one another and kissing. Kai spoke a string of curses and finally met his release, his seed filling you up just as Tate’s did.

He then pulled out from you, a smirk on his face as he looked at you and Tate. You weakly got off of Tate, breaking the sweet kiss the two of you shared and felt your legs give out. “Shit,” Tate said, panting as he looked at the amount of cum that spilled out of you. “She’s covered in cum,” Tate commented. “And she’s gaping,” Kai added. “I’ll get a cloth,” Tate said, getting up. “We have to come here again for him, Kai. He’s so lonely here and the sex is amazing,” you said to Kai. Kai laughed at you. “Are you trying to replace me?” You shook your head frantically. “No, Kai. I’m just saying that a threesome with him would be pretty awesome to have regularly, especially on stressful days of dealing with the cult.”

“Okay, we’ll start visiting here once every month but I still fuck you better and I can make you cum harder, right?” You wanted to roll your eyes and you actually did it, making a fire appear in Kai’s eyes. Tate walked in, pulling you to the edge of the bed by your ankles before cleaning the cum from your pussy, legs, thighs, then finally your rear end. “Babe, you don’t roll your eyes at me, do you,” Kai whispered in your ear, an obvious warning for you to stop your bratty behavior. You ignored him, getting up and putting on your clothes.

You gave Tate a kiss on his cheek. “We’ll see you again next month, Tate. This is gonna be a regular thing, okay?” He smiled at that, happy to hear the news. “I look forward to it.” When you got home, Kai stayed true to his word, giving you the best sex, orgasm, and lesson you were ever given. But the best thing about it all was that you got to see Tate the very next month, just as he said you two would.

#kai anderson #kai anderson x reader #kai anderson x y/n #kai anderson x you #kai anderson smut #ahs cult #tate langdon #tate langdon x reader #tate langdon x y/n #tate langdon x you #tate langdon smut #ahs murder house #ahs fanfic #ahs fandom #ahs smut #kinkmas

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Kinkmas: Day 11

Day 11 - Creampie

Word Count: 1,596

Pairing: dom!Edward Phillipe Mott x sub!male!Reader

Warning: Smut, hickies, handjob

Summary: You and Edward are having a normal day with all the time you can have and he’s in a certain mood, but you are too.

Being Edward’s lover had its pros and cons and one of those pros was living in luxury and Edward spoiling you all the time. Today was no different, your eyes widening as he gifted you the prettiest jewelry that you’d ever seen before. “For you, my love,” he said, looking over you as you put the earrings on. You’d been given strange looks for wearing such feminine things and being a man but you hadn’t cared. The servants despised you as did Edward’s ex-wife and they seemed to hate you the more you breathed by the second. “What are you looking at,” Edward said, his tone tense as he looked at one of the maids.

“Nothing, sir,” she responded, immediately leaving the two of you. “I hate how judgmental people can be. Maybe I should just move away with you and only you and we can be together until life separates us both.” You thought on Edward’s words. “But what’ll happen if you want to see someone else? You know it’d be lonely.” He smiled. “The arts will fix that,” he said, his hand motioning to the different paintings he had on the walls. “Baby, what about my family?” He thought for a moment. “We will visit them from time to time but you’ll stay with me because I love you and I need you. I don’t want nor need another soul to be bonded with mine. You’re mine and that’s all I need.”

You smiled at him, walking to him and kissing him. The kiss was filled with sweet and pure love, expressing your affection to him. “I love you so much, Edward. So if that’s what you want, I’m fine with it.” You saw something in his eye like a candle just had magically been lit. He picked you up, a large smile on his face as he carried you. “Woah, sweetie. Where are we going?” “To show each other the extent of our love.” You playfully hit him on his back as he approached your shared bedroom. “Put me down, mister.” He only ignored you, closing and locking the bedroom door.

“You’re being impolite,” he scolded. “Please, put me down.” He smiled, walking towards the bed and gently placing you on it. “Better,” he stated. You watched as he went away to the bathroom which had been attached to your bedroom. He looked in the mirror, washing off the makeup that covered his face. He then undressed himself, removing the wig that’d been placed on his head and put it to the side. You eagerly did the same, removing different layers of clothing off of your body until you were bare.

He crawled in bed with you, starting to feverishly kiss you. You kissed him back, moaning in his mouth as his tongue was added to the kiss. Your arms wrapped around him, pulling him closer as you made out with one another. After the kiss broke, the two of you were painfully hard and your faces were flushed. Edward started to kiss your body everywhere. Wet kisses and hickies were all that he covered your body in, seeing it as decoration to your beautiful skin.

You squirmed slightly, your moans soft at the feeling of his lips on your hot skin. You felt as if you were on fire, your mind becoming foggy and your senses weakening. All that mattered now was Edward, his body, the way he felt against you, the way his lips kissed you, how his touches fully ignited a fire within you. As he went further down your body, you felt his hand wrap around your cock, stroking it slowly as he continued marking you up. “You look so beautiful, squirming around and moaning when I’ve barely even touched you,” Edward said.

You felt yourself become more aroused from his statement considering that he barely ever talked to you in such a way, normally being caught up in thoughts of his own that had nothing to do with the activity at hand. But here he was, fully focused on what was right in front of him, pleasing you like none other. He rubbed your chest, his finger lightly pinching one of your nipples and heard a sweet groan being emitted from you.

“Edward,” you gasped out. “Yes?” “Mmm, I need to f-feel you.” He kept on, wanting the foreplay to last. “Can you go on just a little longer?” You nodded, words too hard for you to form as his hand went faster. “I’m probably g-gonna cum.” The way his hand stroked your length so skilfully made you get closer and closer to that sweet release you wished so desperately to have. You felt his finger lightly brush against the tip as he continued, collecting pre cum off of it. He switched hands, licking your pre cum of the other and looking into your eyes. You felt yourself twitch at the sight, becoming needier.

With a few more strokes, you were cumming on his hand and your stomach, pretty noises of his name erupting from you. He briefly kissed you, spreading you out before lewdly spitting on your tight hole. He then coated his fingers in saliva, using it as lube. He successfully spread you out enough for him, finally covering his cock with his own spit, refusing to have sex with you dry. He started to slip inside of you, groans coming from him as he tried to adjust to the tightness of your hole. The slight burning sting that came with having him inside you faded into nothing but a fulness. “Are you ready, darling?” “Yes,” you replied, eager to have him fuck you.

He grabbed your legs, putting them around his waist before he started. The pace was slow and sensual, his strokes deep and skilfull, hitting all the right places that made you moan for him. “You’re so beautiful,” he said, his eyes looking into yours. Your mouth was wide open, moans and groans coming from it, your eyes were mostly rolling, and your toes were curling. Your nails scratched Edward’s shoulders and you were sure to leave some sort of mark on him by the end of the day. He didn’t care. You could tell he didn’t care. All that he cared about in this moment was showing his love to you, your bodies being connected, and making you feel all the pleasure he could give you.

You felt him deep inside your tummy, hitting your prostate with ease. The more you moaned his name, the more confident he became. He moved your legs from his waist onto his shoulders, providing a far better angle that drove you crazy. You could feel every single inch and vein of him now and there was no denying that he was balls deep inside of you. The familiar sound of skin slapping skin echoed around your room and your sweet noises of pleasure only got louder. You were sure the servants would not be pleased once you were finished, considering they already hated you and they’d have to wash and change the sheets afterward.

You didn’t care. You were consumed by Edward’s love and how well he was making love to you. Every word that came out of his mouth were praises and compliments to you and you loved it. He lowered his head, placing your hands above your head before kissing you. The kiss was fueled with a fire that no one could put out. Your fingers interlocked with another as you kissed, your body started to tremble and your hole clenching. “Mmm, E-Edward, baby,” you moaned. “Y-Yes.” Your body started to convulse and you couldn’t speak an entire sentence, only saying one word. “C-Close, mm, agh.” He understood you and he picked up his pace a little faster.

Your cock twitched and your semen soon coated your belly, your thighs, and the sheets. Edward shamelessly scooped up your cum, licking it off and groaning in delight. He kissed your sweet spot and you took that as your chance to do your same, sucking a mark on his neck then whispering in his ear. “Baby, please mm, cum inside me. Fill me up.” He was getting close and his strokes were getting sloppy. Your sentence was all he needed to hear and the way you kissed his neck sent him over the edge. The prettiest noise you ever heard came out of him and his cum spurted inside of you, filling you up to the brim as you requested.

He continued on only for a little while then pulled out of you. You felt his cum spill out of you and he watched as it did. You kissed him on the cheek and smiled, already feeling tired. “I have to get you in a bath,” he said, his voice assertive. “I’m tired,” you remarked. He shook his head. “I’m not going to let you lay in our bodily liquids and not get clean although it does look quite pretty on you. He ended up taking you to the bathroom, a bath already drawn for you. You looked in the mirror at yourself and gasped. All you saw were pink and purple marks decorating your skin along with cum on your stomach and thighs. It made your head spin and there was only one thought that came to your mind. “Edward, will you ever paint me like this?” He took your hand and watched as you got into the bath. “Yes, I most definitely will. It’ll be the best art I’ve ever laid my eyes on.”

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Just curious, are you gonna wrap kinkmas by the day 12? When are you posting those?

Btw I love your writing skills <3

A/N: I plan on posting the rest by the end of this week and I want to do something for Valentine's Day also but it will probably be late just like my writings for Christmas. Also, thank you so much. I try my best.

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Love your work. Just curious if

1) requests are open

And

2) if you had a list of characters/people you write for? Or ones you’re craving requests for?

And what you wont write

A/N: First off, thank you. My requests are always open and I do have a list of the things I write for which is this link right here https://at.tumblr.com/chiptaylorsfirst/what-i-write/7u09tbwx5jha.

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Kinkmas: Day 10

Day 10 - Sextape

Word Count: 1,523

Pairing: soft!dom!Rory Monohan x sub!fem!Reader

Warning: Smut, sex tape, fingering, oral sex (female receiving)

Summary: Rory wants to make a movie of his own and luckily, you get to be the stars.

Rory was in the public eye for quite a while since he won a Golden Globe award for Best Actor in a Motion Picture and since he decided to publicly be engaged to you. He was congratulated by many not only for winning an award but for making something so official with the love of his life. To celebrate, he’d partied long and hard the night before, getting drunk and passing out. You ended up dragging him to the car and driving him to your shared home. Now, he laid beside you, his eyes fluttering open as he awoke. “Morning, beautiful,” he said, his eyes fixed on you as he woke up. “Good morning, feeling any better?” He nodded.

“Yeah, my head hurts a little bit but I’m okay.” You nodded, deep in thought. “You need some breakfast then and a large glass of water. I’ll make sure you get a pill for too.” “Okay then, doctor,” he responded, slightly surprised at your decision to take care of him this morning. After eating the breakfast you made, drinking the water, and taking the pill, Rory felt much better and he felt his hungover state fade away. You kissed him on his forehead, watching as he started to wash his dirty dishes. “Baby, is today the day that you leave,” you asked.

He was supposed to be leaving in a few days so he could start on acting in another movie and getting scenes done. You wished that their filming location was closer to home so you could see him everyday instead of having him away. “I leave in 4 days. That’s plenty of time for me and you to enjoy ourselves and I packed extra early so we wouldn’t have any loss time.” You smiled, loving how thoughtful your fiancé was. “What are you planning, Rory?” He turned to you, finished cleaning his dirty dishes.

“I don’t know, giving you a little something so you won’t miss me as much. I have a gift to you.” You waited for him, watching him walk away to get something. It was a gift box with a large bow on top. You could tell that whatever was in that box cost a plenty penny that didn’t take much for Rory to spend. You undid the bow, taking off the top then taking out the tissue paper, desperate to see what your actual gift was. When you finally saw what it was, your face beamed with excitement. “It’s for when I get back from filming.” It was pastel blue lingerie. It was mostly mesh material. The designs were little butterflies embroidered in the thread. You saw that the outfit came with a matching garter belt and you immediately thanked him for it.

“Rory, it’s so pretty and cute. Thank you so much.” He smiled and kissed you. “I knew you’d like it.” You put it back in the box, placing it somewhere for later. Your mind was filled with memories of how Rory would fuck you in lingerie. The outfit never came off and he’d always pull the fabric to the side. “You thinking about something, baby?” You looked up at him, your face flushed. “Mm hmm.” He smirked at you. “What about,” he asked, already knowing the answer by your body language. “Something,” you responded. He wasn’t one to press answers out of you unless it was very important so he looked over it, deciding not to make you admit it.

“You know, I still have another something to tell you.” You wondered what he could be speaking to you about, your brain full of thoughts and ideas of what he could be planning on doing. “Come here,” he said, his voice just over a whisper. You went to him. He smiled. “So, I decided that because I’m leaving in a few days and I’m really gonna miss you that we should probably make a movie of our own for me to watch.” His voice was the normal high energy and joyous one you were used to in contrast to how it sounded before. “You want to make a sex tape,” you questioned, unsure about your emotions on this. “Yeah, baby. It’s for whenever I need some ideas and I’m away from you.”

“But what about the press, the public eye, the internet? You do realize how easily a video can get into the wrong hands and tear up our reputation, right?” He sighed, shaking his head. “I’m not gonna let that happen, I promise. You have my word, okay?” You nodded. “Okay, we’ll do it but no funny business, or I’ll chop your dick off, got it, Rory? He acted as if he were in fear, running to your couch and falling on it. “Oh, my dearest darling Y/N, please don’t do that to me. That’s the most useful part of myself I have.” You laughed, putting your hand out for him to take. “Get up so we can get started before I change my mind.”

He got up almost immediately as the sentence slipped from your mouth, his eyes fixed on yours as you started to walk hand in hand to your shared bedroom. The two of you got in the bed, your lips on one another as you kissed passionately, desperately, lustfully. The kiss was indescribable, making you melt inside. “Babe, you’re so fucking hot,” Rory exclaimed, getting out of the bed to set up a camera that was far enough to capture the two of you but also away so you wouldn’t feel uncomfortable by seeing it. When he got back in the bed, your make-out session continued. You both moaned in one another’s mouths, getting more and more aroused as time went by.

When the kiss eventually broke, he took this as the time to move on to the next thing he wanted to do. He lifted up the skirt of your nightgown, proud to see that you hadn’t worn any underwear. He then lowered his head down, getting comfortable in between your thighs as he began to work his magic. He only kitten-licked you at first, your fresh arousal on his tongue as he proceeded to taste you. Soon, he went feral, his tongue curling and flicking, making you squirm underneath him and moan.

When you felt him add his fingers, all control that you tried to keep over yourself went away. His fingers curled inside of you as he lapped at your cunt, thoroughly enjoying giving you the pleasure you deserved. You came on his tongue and fingers and he drank it all like a man whose thirst could never be quenched. Your brain felt slightly hazy from your very recent orgasm. He got out of the bed, grabbed a condom and put it on. “Are you ready for the main course, baby?” You never understood how he could switch from giving you the most mind-shattering of orgasms to turning back into the sweetest and cutest person alive.

“Yeah, Rory. I hope I haven’t been fooled by the appetizer.” You both giggled and he walked to you, getting in bed before lining himself up with your opening. You both moaned at the feeling of your bodies being connected, his hard cock fully inside of you. His elbows were on each side beside your head, his eyebrows knitted and his strokes slightly rough. It made you feel blessed that Rory existed so you could see such a sight. When he opened his eyes again, they bored into your own.

You felt so vulnerable yet safe in his arms. The action was intimate and pleasurable between the two of you, both feeling the same towards one another. He shifted a bit, still fucking you through it all. His hands grabbed your legs, placing them on his waist, providing a better angle. You felt his hair tickle your collarbone as he leaned his head down, kissing your neck and marking it. “Rory,” you gasped out as you felt him hit that special spot inside you. “Mm hmm,” he responded, focused on getting you to your second climax. “Fuck, you feel so mm, so good, baby. Please don’t st-stop.” You felt the knot in your stomach come loose, your arms tightly wrapping around him before you kissed him. You swore you scratched his skin off as you came but he hadn’t cared, too blissed out by you.

You felt overstimulated as he went on, stopping when he got his release and pulling out from you. He threw away the condom and walked back to you before kissing you on your cheek and getting back in the bed with you. “That was fun, Mr. Monphan.” He smirked as he cuddled up against you. “It sure was, soon to be Mrs. Monohan. You think you’d like dessert?” You smiled and nodded. “Yeah, desert sounds delicious both literal and metaphorical.” Before you knew it, the two of you were at it again, only this time, you were on top. The day went on with kisses and cuddles, making you wish that Rory would stay longer but excited for when he’d come back from his trip.

#ahs roanoke #rory monahan #rory monahan x reader #rory monahan x y/n #rory monahan x you #rory monahan smut #ahs fandom #ahs fanfic #ahs smut #american horror story #kinkmas

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Kinkmas: Day 9

Day 9 - Fingering

Word Count: 1,771

Pairing: Tate Langdon x fem!Reader

Warning: Fingering, smut, oral sex (male receiving), thigh riding, hickeys, titty fuck, mentions of porn

Summary: You are very gracious to the Harmon’s but with their strict rules against you being with Tate and wanting you to be an innocent and precious girl, you take the good opportunity you can during their absence and let your other side show.

You had been living in the Murder House for a few months now. Your parents died and you were basically adopted by the Harmons since they were your next-door neighbors. They saw you as a sweet and kind girl who could get along well with their daughter, Violet. So, they spent some time with you and decided to take the next step of adopting you as their own. Although you were grateful of this, you still didn’t see them as family and didn’t even like the thought of moving into a different home until you met Tate Langdon.

The two of you immediately got along well, sharing the same music taste and humor. So, it didn’t take long before you were Tate’s girlfriend. You were currently studying, still in the outfit you had put on, a crop top with a matching skirt and thigh highs. You slipped your boots off, leaving them on the bedroom floor as you tried your best to remember all the many formulas and rules for different chemicals. Tate was watching you, not letting himself be known. He found himself aroused as he raked his eyes over your form. You looked so good when concentrated and that short skirt fit you so well. He cleared his throat, letting himself be seen.

You turned to look at him, placing a bookmark in the book you’d been reading and closing it. You put the book to the side along with the notes you’d been writing. “Hey, baby,” you said, a cute smile on your lips, making Tate wonder how he got so lucky to get you. “Hey,” he responded, his eyes looking everywhere but your eyes. “What brings you here?” He smirked. “You look so good right now, that outfit, when you were studying. I was thinking that maybe you could take a break for a while, let your mind rest.”

He walked to you, sitting on your bed. “And you know, your little family won’t be here for a few hours.” You looked at him, his hair a perfect curly mess and his eyes that pretty and deep dark chocolate you loved. “But I have to study for this test. I don’t want to fail, Tate. You know about my dream to go to college and all.” He sighed in response. “You really think that this one test is gonna affect you going to college? You’re the smartest person I know.” You laughed. “That isn’t saying a lot, Tate.”

“Okay, okay. You’re right but you know what I mean. All the colleges would want you. You’re a nerd.” You giggled. “I mean, when are you never reading a book.” You nodded. He had won the discussion and there wasn’t any argument that you could make against him. “Okay, Tate. You’re right. No one is home and I do need to take a break but you remember what they said?” Vivian and Ben didn’t really support you and Tate’s relationship. They had explained to you some things that they wanted you to do if you wanted to be with him. One of them explained how much of their disdain they had for you doing anything sexual since they believed you to be pure and sweet.

“How about this? We don’t go all the way but just enough at the same time.” Your mind didn’t catch up with what he was referring to. “What do you mean?” “Oral, fingering, that type of stuff, maybe masturbation.” He tilted his head as he spoke. “I’m comfortable with that.” Before you knew it, your panties had been thrown off and the two of you were in a heavy make-out session. You both were now aroused, moaning messes within minutes just from kissing alone. Tate quickly slid one of his fingers inside of you. “Fuck, you’re so wet.” He started to curl his finger, your cunt soaking it. As he continued, you toyed with his jeans until they were unzipped and open.

You went further, exposing his hard length and stroking it in your hand. Soft moans and groans released from him, his fingers going faster and faster. As you basked in the feeling of his fingers inside of you, you found yourself yearning for more and more, craving it. You tried to make the thoughts disappear, focusing on the feeling Tate was providing in between your legs. It was your fault and you were the one who said this was what you wanted. You were going to take that and only that.

There’d be time for more later. Right now you were enjoying what Tate gave you, which was more than enough for you to be satisfied. His fingers played you like an instrument and your hand did the same to him. You both had the same effect on one another, you yourself getting closer and closer to having that wave crash over you. With just one more skilled movement of his fingers, you found yourself getting that perfect release that you craved and desired.

You gushed out on his fingers and hand, broken and torn moans coming out from you. He licked his fingers and hand, a smile on his face. You removed your hand from his length. You never squirted before with him so this was new. “You never did that before,” he said. “I guess you really made me feel something then,” you responded. “Girls only do that when you’ve done the very best,” he whispered to himself, trying his best to remember that. He went back to himself, focused on the task at hand. He looked at his painfully hard cock then back at you almost as if he were being edged. “You need some help, baby,” you questioned, already knowing the answer. “Yes.”

You smirked, pushing him down unto the bed before making yourself comfortable between his thighs. You took some time to look at him, appreciating the sight of your boyfriend half naked, his eyes fully blown with lust. He looked so hot that way and you looked at him as you started to suck him off. You made sure to take your time, using different methods you read about so he’d get the full pleasurable experience. You bobbed your head up and down repeatedly, your hand toying with his balls as you continued. His eyes rolled and deep groans emitted from him. “Fuck, Y/N.” His hand went down to play with your hair, almost as if he were petting you. You soon felt his length twitching in your mouth and took it as your chance to deep throat him, breathing in air and lowering your head as far down as it could.

It drove him to his release, thick ropes of cum spurting down your throat. You swallowed, raising up. You saw him pat his lap, asking you to sit on it. When you did, you felt his hand around you, scooting you up some. “Ride my thigh, okay?” As you started to rock back and forth, you could feel his leg flexing, rising, and falling. It added to the sensations you had already felt from your movements alone, making you try your best not to lose any control over your body that you still had. “Feels good,” Tate questioned, trying to figure out how he could make you feel even more pleasure. “Mmm hmm, so good.” Your pussy soaked his thigh, your wetness covering it. You started to roll your hips, producing a different and far better feeling.

You started to kiss Tate on his neck, producing hickeys on his sweet spot and making him moan in your ear. His eyes looked at the way your boobs bounced in your crop top you were wearing, making him wish to take it off. He then cupped your face in his hand, kissing you roughly. That was all you needed until you were at your peak once again. The kiss broke, his other hand coming around your body to ensure you didn’t fall off of him. “Tate, mmm, fuck,” you moaned out, softer moans coming from you as you lightly brought yourself down from your high.

You got off of him and into the bed, expecting to assist him another time. You were surprised when he simply laid beside you, refusing such. “Tate.” “Yeah,” he asked, turning over to face you. “You didn’t cum as many times as me.” You knew he was more of a receiver than a giver anyway. “I’d rather be inside of you.” You looked at him for a moment, thinking of an idea. “So you don’t want to cum in my mouth or on my boobs?” His eyes lit up at the thought. You saw him staring at them all day and you knew that’s what he probably wanted. “Okay. Get on your knees and take the crop top off.”

You did as he asked, arousing him more at the fact that you didn’t have a bra on under the crop top you were wearing. He raised up, sitting on the edge of the bed, enjoying the feeling of his cock being between your boobs. He had mentioned trying this once after watching porn with you of it. You squished your boobs together, remembering what happened in the video. He held his breath for what seemed like forever, not caring because of the fact that he was a ghost. His eyes were focused on yours and the sight of your tits fully out and on display for him. He then thought upon that short skirt you still had on and how fun it’d be to bend you over and fuck you in it. He came from the thought, covering your breasts in his seed.

You smiled up at him, scooping his cum up with your fingers and sucking it off. He felt his blood rush down, ready for another session with you as he watched you. You got up, walking towards the hall then turned to him. “I’m going to the kitchen for a little snack. Wanna come with?” He nodded, not even caring at the fact that the both of you were half naked. Moira hadn’t shown herself and even if there were ghosts watching the two of you, it wasn’t like they hadn’t seen worse things. You ate some strawberries and looked up at Tate. “You know what, babe.” “What?” You walked up to his ear before whispering in it. “Fuck the Harmon’s rules. If you want to be inside me, go ahead.” He gave you exactly what you asked for and you were in a bit of trouble when Vivien and Ben saw the hickeys on your neck.

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Kinkmas: Day 8

Day 8 - Roleplay

Word Count: 1,787

Pairing: dom!Kyle Spencer x sub!fem!Reader

Warning: Smut, roleplay, a bit of fluff

Summary: After everyone has left from the Coven, Kyle decides to read your secret book and help bring your ideas to life.

After Fiona healed Kyle, you felt eternally grateful to her for that. Sure, she was always an evil witch but even she felt some sort of love enough to help your boyfriend and you liked that. “Kyle,” you said, laying on your shared bed and looking at him. “What are you doing.” Kyle smiled at you, his expression playful. “Looking for that book you always write in.” You instantly got up, trying to stop him from his mission. He chuckled at your efforts, still managing to find and pick up the book.

“No, Kyle. Wait, wait,” you chased him until he went to the library and you noticed you were too late. He was already reading it now, his eyes blown and his mind racing with ideas. You always carried a book with you containing different wet dreams you had or what you desired to do with the person you wanted or were with at the time. When you lost interest in them, you’d burn the book and get another. Kyle’s book contained fantasies like none other and the book was overflowing with them. Whenever you wrote in it, you’d date it, explaining if you had a dream or a simple thought then you’d write in explicit detail about what happened in it.

You could see his face turn red and he shifted some, palming himself a bit to make his fully formed erection go down a little. He tried to no avail. He sighed, focused on reading the rest of your writings. When he was finished, he handed you the book, a smirk on his face. “Do you know if anyone’s leaving the Coven today,” he questioned, his voice soft. “Yeah, everyone is supposed to be leaving later on today for something.” You’d think because of how engaged of a witch you were with events and all things to do with the Coven, that you’d know everything that happened in it. However, you never really had a clue.

Time Skip

Eventually, it was time for everyone to leave. You, Madison, Kyle, and Zoe were told to stay. Of course, Madison convinced Zoe not to stay and they left, leaving you and Kyle behind. You were in your shared room, cuddling with one another. “Baby,” Kyle said. “Yes?” “What’s your favorite out of the whole fantasy book? I only read the recent ones.”

You felt yourself heat up as you thought. “Roleplay one without a doubt.” He laughed as he thought to himself. “What is it,” you questioned. “Was I um, your stepbrother.” “No, Kyle. Stop it.” He continued. “I bet I was a professor, no definitely your hero.” You shook your head at his guesses. “You were my tutor, Kyle. Wasn’t what you were expecting?” He looked at the ceiling for a while, deep in thought. “That’s actually something I can do.” You nodded. “Exactly, Kyle. You wanna try it out and tutor me? The whole entire Coven will be gone for at least 4 hours. That means we can do whatever we like, baby.”

“Give me a minute.” You saw your boyfriend get up and leave. You were left in wonder about what he was doing but he was back before you knew it, a large book in his hand on witches. You swallowed hard, knowing where this would end but also panicking because of how badly you remembered the witch history you were told to study. Kyle smirked at you and laid on the bed beside you, opening the book. “I think I’ll start off easy. Who was the first witch to ever be documented and seen?” “Um, Ursula Southeil?” He sighed before shaking his head. “No, you wanna try again?”

Truthfully, you wished for him to just fuck you. But you knew what he was doing. He was putting on a show for you and carrying out exactly what you wrote in the book. “I guess Alice Kyteler?” “Yes, very good, princess.” You felt a wave of wetness ruin your underwear at the praise. Kyle knew you like the back of his hand and more than anything, he knew you’d always get weak in the knees over being praised. He tried his best to contain the smile developing on his lips as he looked at your now flustered face. “How about this, the first Salem witch to be publicly killed?” “Bridget Bishop.” “That’s correct, princess.” The way that the name smoothly came from his mouth did things to you. It sounded almost angelic as if his voice was that of a superior being.

“Sweetheart, what’s wrong,” he questioned playfully. You noticed this was your turn to play and act. “I just feel a little bit sick. I really need tutoring for this test, you know. I’d hate to fail.” He nodded quietly. “You just study over the topics we went over and it’ll be fine, okay? It’s simple memory and nothing more. Now, what would you like to do for the remainder of our time,” he said, an excited smirk plastered on his face. “Whatever you’d like, Ky.” He looked up at you, a bit surprised by your statement. “Whatever I’d like, sweet girl?” You swore if he kept this up with the names, you’d probably pass out. “Mm hmm. I know you haven’t been paid in a while and my parents just can’t seem to get around to it right now. They’re always busy, you know.” “Maybe you can let me do something to you as payment.”

“What do you mean,” you questioned, doing your best innocent schoolgirl act. “I think you know what I mean, pretty girl. You’ve been looking at me a certain way every time I tutor you and I could bet money right now that I arouse you. Are you aroused by me, Y/N? You want me to pin you against a wall and fuck you or maybe you’d like to be tied up on a bed for me.” Your mouth went dry and you felt that the two of you weren’t even acting anymore. “I said whatever you want. Do you want that?”

“Tell me what you really want and maybe I’ll give it to you or I can leave out of here right now and go back to only tutoring and nothing else--” “No,” you interrupted. “I really need to feel you inside of me today right here and right now.” “That’s all you had to say instead of beating around the bush, baby.”

He placed the book down, beginning to kiss you, his fingers doing their best to remove your bottoms. He slipped a finger inside of you, loving the way that you immediately clenched. “You’re so wet, baby girl.” You felt your pussy fluttering around him as he inserted another finger. “Ky,” you gasped out. “Yeah?” “It’s not enough, please just fuck me.” You clawed at his wrist as his fingers went faster inside of you. “But you’re so close. You sure, baby?” Your breath hitched and you knew you wanted to right then and there. It was just the fact that you knew Kyle’s cock would feel better that made you want to hold your orgasm off. “Mm hmm, please Ky.”

Kyle could never resist whenever you politely asked him of something. You just looked so sweet and it turned him on. He removed his fingers, getting out of the bed to grab a condom. He put it on himself, jumping in the bed with you before lining up with your entrance.

When he was fully inside, he waited some, already knowing that you needed to adjust. The two of you hadn’t had sex in a while due to Kyle not really being himself before Fiona helped him and because of how people were normally always around. Those times just didn’t seem like great times to engage in such an activity but now was perfect. You wiggled a bit, granting him permission to move which he eagerly took. He went at a medium pace, not too fast or too slow, and just enough for you to match.

His fingers interlocked with yours and you could feel him deep inside you, hitting your cervix and g spot repeatedly. You clenched around him various amounts of times, his name spilling from your mouth like a plea, getting louder and louder as time passed on. The two of you had been so caught up in what you were doing that you hadn’t heard the footsteps of people in the hall. “Hey, oh my fucking, what the fuck,” Zoe said, catching the sight of Kyle practically rutting into you. She stood in your doorway and Kyle immediately stopped and turned to face her.

“What is it? I thought everyone was supposed to be gone,” he said cluelessly. “Yeah, we left because we were bored but came back so that Fiona wouldn’t be mad at us. You know she’s crazy,” Madison said in response, standing beside Zoe unbothered. “I just wanted to burrow a hairbrush,” Zoe said still traumatized from the sight that she saw. “Sweetheart, it’s not that bad. We’ve seen worse. Bye, Kyle, Y/N. I won’t tell a soul, I promise. Come on, Zoe.” Madison closed the door and as soon as you could no longer hear their footsteps, the two of you laughed. “At least they didn’t see us naked,” Kyle said, chuckling along with you.

“It’s still embarrassing though.” “You think it’s embarrassing to be together like this? I don’t think so. Want to continue from where we left off, my beautiful scholar,” he questioned, getting back into character. “Of course, my hot tutor.” He continued back where you left off as if you hadn’t been interrupted. You bit down on his shoulder when you came, still fully aware of other people’s presence in the building. “Fuck, Y/N,” he groaned in your ear, his breath hitching as his cum spilled into the condom. The two of you stayed there just like that, bodies connected and pants coming from both of you.

“Wanna take a bath or a shower,” Kyle asked, breaking the silence between the two of you. “Yeah, a shower would be nice,” you replied. “And round two in a different location? We still have a few more hours.” You smiled and nodded. “Round two with such a cute tutor,” you teased. “Why not?” He smiled, slipping away from your touch and throwing away the used condom then putting on a robe before grabbing yours. “The roleplay was fun. I don’t mind being your tutor.” You took your robe, getting out of the bed. “And I don’t mind being your devoted scholar.” You had your shower together and round two as promised, leaving Madison and Zoe jealous of you two.

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