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The only two times we saw Crowley kissing something/someone was when he was losing them
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Familiar & Unfamiliar
din djarin x female!reader
warning: attempted sexual assault (not by our boy mando, and i don’t describe it in depth the furthest it goes is non-consensual kissing), light smut, angst then comfort, then fluff fluff fluff, identity theft, mentions of slave trade, canon violence, dom!din trying hard to be sub!din for you, he doesn’t succeed for long
word count: 4,174
Summary: You travel the galaxy with a Mandalorian who is much softer than his impenetrable beskar would lead others to believe. He leaves you with his son to search for a Quarry, but it’s not the Mando you’ve come to know and love who returns to you.
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“It shouldn’t take long.” Mando hummed as he collected his gear from his weapon’s storage. You sat cross legged on the Razor Crest’s floor with the child in your lap. His small green hand played with the small, metal ball he seemed to always find. Your hand stroked his ears only stopping to push the ball away from his mouth when he began to try and chew on it. Mando turned around to stare down at you. “Will you be alright here?”
After traveling with the Mandalorian for the last two months, babysitting and completing repairs on the ship, you had finally grown accustomed to the silver beskar covered man. Initially it had been difficult for you to even look at the man for longer than a second⏤ too intimidated by the black t-shape visor that stared back at you. However, joining him had been your only option at the time, an act of self preservation, so you had to push your fear aside. Luckily, you had quickly learned that though the metal he was covered in was impossible to penetrate, the man underneath was as soft as they come.
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After hours
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2010 Tom x Fem Tags/ warnings: use of toys, screaming, cursing, praising, degrading, dom! tom, fingering. MDNI ⚠️ Thank you for the request love ❤️❤️❤️ Synopsis: When Tom gets in the car after being on the red carpet for the band's release of Humanoid, he teases you, hiking up your dress in the backseat while the chauffer is oblivious, and drags you to the hotel room to really play with you.
The paparazzi's flashes blinded me as I walked down the red carpet, my heart racing with excitement. I couldn't help but beam like an idiot as I held onto Tom's arm, my cheeks feeling hotter by the second. He was wearing a crisp black tuxedo that fit him perfectly, making his eyes seem even more gorgeous under the bright lights. I couldn't stop staring at him, and I knew he could feel my gaze burning a hole through him.
"You're so beautiful, you know that?" he whispered, leaning down to kiss my cheek.
"Thank you," I whispered back, my voice barely audible over the noise of the crowd. I could feel my heart skip a beat as his warm breath fanned across my skin.
When we finally reached the end of the carpet, the flashes seemed to die down a bit, and we made our way over to the interviewer. He smiled at us, clearly enjoying the attention as much as we did.
"So, Tom, how does it feel to have your newest album, 'Humanoid' out today?" he asked, gesturing for us to stand closer together.
I glanced up at Tom, feeling a rush of pride wash over me as I watched him answer the interviewer's question. His brown eyes shone brightly as he spoke about the album, the months of hard work and dedication that had gone into it. It was a side of him I had never seen before, this confident, charismatic side. It made me love him even more.
As the interviewer turned to me, I smiled and leaned into Tom slightly. "It's been amazing to see it all come together," I said, my voice slightly shaky. "He's been working so hard, and we're I'm overjoyed it finally happened." I laid my head on his shoulder, caressing his muscles along his arm.
"You guys look so happy together," the interviewer continued. "How long have you been together?"
I glanced up at Tom, feeling a blush creep up my neck. "A while now," I replied, trying to sound casual. "We've been friends forever, but only decided to make it official almost a year ago."
Tom squeezed my hand gently, giving me a reassuring squeeze. "And I love her deeply." He leaned down, brushing his lips against my earlobe. "I'll make you hold onto me tighter in the hotel room."
My face turned beet red, and I felt a hot flush creep up my neck. "T-that's what they all say," I stammered, trying to play it cool. But inside, my heart was pounding with anticipation.
As the interviewer continued to ask questions, Tom and I answered them, our gazes rarely leaving each other's. He'd squeeze my hand under the table, or run his thumb across my knuckles, sending shivers down my spine. I could feel the heat emanating from his body, and it only made me want him more.
Finally, the interviewer thanked us and moved on to talk to Bill. We made our way back to our car, where a throng of people were waiting to congratulate us. Tom held onto my hand, leading me through the crowd. His grip was firm, but not painful, and I could feel the warmth from his body even through my dress.
Once we were inside the car, the driver beginning to make the way back to the room, I breathed a sigh of relief. "That was a lot," I said, leaning back in my seat. "But it's over now."
"Not quite," Tom replied with a grin. "We still have a few more events tonight."
I groaned, but he just laughed. "Don't worry, I'll make sure you have a good time. I've been looking forward to this all day."
He reached over and brushed a strand of hair behind my ear, his touch leaving goosebumps along my skin. "I've been thinking about what I want to do to you in that hotel room all day," he whispered, his voice low and husky.
My heart began to race, and I felt a stirring between my legs. "Really?" I managed to whisper, not trusting myself to speak any louder.
He nodded, leaning closer to me. "Oh yeah. I want to make you feel so good, y/n. You're going to scream my name by the end of the night." His hand found its way up my thigh, his fingers gently kneading the flesh beneath my dress.
I gasped, arching into his touch. "Tom…" I moaned, unable to form coherent thoughts. The sensations he was creating were overwhelming me.
He smiled wickedly, his lips curving into a sinful grin. "Just wait until we get back to the room," he whispered, before pressing his lips to mine. His tongue slid into my mouth, and I melted into him, lost in the heat of the moment.
As the driver pulled up to the hotel, Tom helped me out of the car, his hand firmly on the small of my back. He led me to the elevator, pressing the button for our floor with an impatient finger. The doors slid shut, and he turned to face me, his eyes burning with desire.
His lips found mine once more, and I moaned into his mouth, wrapping my arms around his neck. He tasted like champagne, and I couldn't get enough. When the elevator dinged, signaling our arrival, he pulled away from me, breathing heavily.
"Let's get you to the room," he growled, his hands gripping my hips. He guided me down the hall, our footsteps echoing off the walls as we made our way to our room. The anticipation was almost unbearable; every touch, every brush of his hand against my skin sent shockwaves of desire coursing through me. When we finally reached the door, Tom spun me around, pressing me against it and lowering his head to kiss me again. His tongue danced with mine, and his hands roamed freely over my body, teasing and tormenting.
As he kissed me, I reached up to undo the buttons on his crisp white shirt, revealing the smooth skin of his chest. He groaned into the kiss, the sound vibrating against my lips. With shaking hands, I helped him remove his shirt, tossing it carelessly to the floor. His chest was heaving up and down.
He stepped back, his eyes trailing down my body before meeting mine again. "You look so beautiful," he breathed, his voice rough with desire. With rough hands, he undid the clasp on my dress, letting it fall to the floor in a pool of red. He reached for my bare skin, his fingers tracing a path up my thigh, teasing the sensitive skin beneath my panties. I moaned loudly, arching into his touch.
"You like that?" he whispered, his breath hot against my neck. "You like feeling me touch you?" I couldn't respond; I could only nod, my head pressed against his shoulder. He reached behind me, unfastening my bra with expert fingers, and it fell to the floor, freeing my breasts. His warm breath fanned across my nipples, making them harden.
He turned me around, pressing me against the door again, his body flush against mine. His hands moved up and down my sides, squeezing and kneading, before cupping my breasts in his hands. He rolled my nipples between his fingers, and I cried out, my head thrown back.
"Are you ready for me?" he growled, his voice low and husky. I could feel his erection pressed against my stomach, and my body ached for him. "Tell me you want it."
I whimpered, my head still back. "I want it," I managed to get out. "Please, Tom."
He groaned, and with one powerful thrust, he pushed me down onto the bed. His weight pressed against me, and I gasped as I felt him slide inside me. He began to move, his hips meeting mine in a rhythm that was both gentle and demanding. His eyes were locked on mine, and he leaned down, capturing my lips with his.
As he moved within me, I felt my body twitching, the feeling of him so intense it took my breath away. He held my gaze, his eyes burning with desire as he watched the expression on my face change with each stroke. His hands roamed freely over my body, cupping my breasts, squeezing my hips, and trailing down my thighs. He was relentless, his pace unyielding, each thrust deeper than the last.
I clutched at the sheets beneath me, my nails digging into the soft fabric as he thrust deeper into me. Tom's breath hitched in his throat, and he growled low in his chest, his hips moving faster. The sensation of him moving inside me was unlike anything I'd ever felt before, and with each stroke, it seemed to intensify. His skin was hot against mine, and I could feel the muscles in his back tense as he moved.
As he drove into me, he began to tease my sensitive bud with his thumb, circling it expertly. I arched my back off the bed, my body tensing as a wave of pleasure washed over me. "Ahh, Tom," I moaned, my voice hoarse. "That feels so good." He groaned, his hips moving even faster as he found my release. His movements became more urgent, his thrusts deeper, his breath hot against my neck.
"I'm close," he gasped, his fingers moving faster on my clit. "I'm going to come." And with that, he thrust one final time, his body tensing against mine as he released his orgasm. I felt the heat of him spill inside me, and my own body tensed, the pleasure building up until it consumed me in a wave of bliss.
He collapsed on top of me, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he tried to catch his breath. His weight was heavy, but I welcomed the feeling of being so close to him. I ran my fingers through his sweat-dampened braids, feeling the softness. As I looked up at him, our eyes met, and a shiver of desire ran down my spine.
"Are you okay?" he asked hoarsely, propping himself up on one elbow to gaze down at me. I smiled up at him, feeling a tiny bit dizzy.
"I've never felt better," I whispered, tracing the line of his jaw with my finger. He leaned down, capturing my lips in a slow, tender kiss. His tongue traced the outline of my mouth, and I could taste the remnants of our passion on his lips.
"Do you want more?" he asked, his voice husky. I considered his question for a moment, savoring the warmth of his body next to mine. "Yes," I breathed. "I want more." He smiled, a wicked grin spreading across his face. "I thought you might."
He rolled off me, his muscular frame gleaming with sweat in the dim light. He reached over to the bedside table, retrieving a small leather case. With a wicked grin, he opened it, revealing an assortment of toys. My heart raced as he selected a slim, curved vibrator. The way his fingers expertly maneuvered it made it clear that he'd had plenty of practice.
"You've used one of these before, haven't you?" I asked breathlessly.
He arched an eyebrow. "Why, are you feeling jealous?" He chuckled softly before leaning down to kiss me. "Of course I have. There's no shame in it." He positioned the vibrator between my legs, slowly pressing it against my sensitive folds. I gasped, feeling a jolt of pleasure course through me. He expertly guided it inside me, his hand steady as he began to move it in a slow, circular motion.
The vibrations sent waves of pleasure through my body, making my hips arch off the bed. I felt so close to the edge, and I couldn't help but beg for more. "Please, Tom," I moaned, my voice husky. "Don't stop." He smiled down at me, his eyes dark with desire.
He picked up another toy from the bedside table: a thick, veiny dildo. I gasped as he slowly eased it into me, stretching my tightness around him. His other hand moved to my clit, expertly teasing it with his fingers as he began to thrust into me. I arched my back, meeting his movements with my own, lost in the sensation of being so fully and intimately connected to him.
"You feel so good, Tom," I moaned, my hips moving in rhythm with his. "So hot and thick inside me." He growled, his eyes dark with lust as he thrust harder, his body sliding against mine.
He reached for another toy, this one long and slender with a curved tip. With a wicked smile, he lubed it up and pressed it against my entrance. I tensed, feeling the foreign sensation of something so large inside me, but he expertly guided it in, inch by inch. The toy's curved shape massaged my insides as he began to thrust it in and out, matching his movements with the vibrator still buried within me.
My body felt like it was on fire, every nerve ending tingling with pleasure. I couldn't tell where one toy ended and the other began; they were all part of the same exquisite sensation. "Tom," I whimpered, my voice breaking as my orgasm began to build, "I'm going to… I'm going to…"
He met my gaze, his eyes burning with desire. "Come for me," he growled, thrusting harder. With each stroke of his hips, the toy and him inside me moved in perfect synchronization, sending wave after wave of pleasure coursing through my body.
I arched my back, my fingernails digging into his shoulders as I cried out his name. My muscles tensed, and my body convulsed in a powerful orgasm that seemed to go on forever. "Yes!" I screamed, my voice echoing through the room.
Tom followed me over the edge, his grip on my hips tightening as he buried himself deep inside me. He groaned, his body shuddering with release. For several moments, we were locked together, our breath coming in ragged gasps as our bodies continued to move in rhythm.
Finally, he withdrew, pulling out the toy and collapsing beside me on the bed. He rolled onto his side, propping his head up with one hand as he looked down at me. His chest rose and fell with each ragged breath, and his eyes held a satisfied gleam. "I think we both need a rest," he said with a satisfied smile.
A/n: i'm getting the requests done so there'll be plenty tomorrow. 😍🥰
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Good Game
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Warnings: p in v, cockwarming, 2007!Tom, Dom!Tom, Sub!Reader, whiny and bratty reader, somewhat mean Tom, slight degrading, praising, unprotected sex.
Description: Tom is basically a calm dude that can lose patience easily, so he obviously has to take it out in someway and he decided to do it on you. (In the best way possible)
Tom was playing his usual videogame, I'm not quite sure what that is about, but I know he enjoys it much, he would spend hours playing it if he could.
"Toooom" I called from his bed, I was laying in his bed while he was playing at his desk, I looked at him, he was so pretty when he was concentrated, the screen lights reflecting in his gorgeous features
"Yes baby?" he replied, glancing at me for an instant, his German accent thick, I blinked my big eyes at him
"Can we cuddle?" I asked softly, hoping for a positive reply since I felt myself craving for his lovely touch
"I'm sorry babe, I'm playing now" Tom said gently, giving me and apologetic look before going back to his game
"Pleaseee?" I asked, putting my hands together as I sat up on my knees on the bed
Tom thought about it "what about you come here and we can cuddle?" Tom suggested as he smiled, I wasted no time in getting up and walking to him, crawling on his lap and wrapping my arms around his neck, his cologne filling my nostrils
"Mh...this is nice" I mumbled, my voice muffled by the skin if his neck as I buried my face there, inhaling deeply his comforting scent
"It's nice, now I'm enjoying my two favourite things" Tom chuckled softly, wrapping an arm around my waist as he kissed the side of my head
I chuckled and kissed his cheek, resting my head in the crook of his neck, I pouted a bit at the lack of attention, squirming around a bit and distracting Tom
"Baby, stay still, I promise I'll cuddle with you after this level" Tom said a bit serious and concentrated
I frowned and moved even more, trying to get his attention in a bratty way, until I felt him groaning annoyed as I made him loose his level
"I told you to stay still, didn't I?" Tom said annoyed and irritated, I frowned and pouted
"Cmon I'm bored..." I said looking at him and crossing my arms over my chest
"I'll give you something to entertain with then." Tom said as he grinned mischievously at me, making me gulp
!!!NSFW STARTING!!!
that's the last thing Tom has said, and now I'm here, sitting on his alp with his cock buried deep inside of me, making me whine and squirm for some friction that he denied me
"Stay still or you won't come at all" Tom siad as he kept playing with such a calm
he was filling me up so nicely, I wished he could just fuck me here and then, but instead he sat there, playing his game and ignoring my pleas
"P-please baby...I'm so sorry for making you lose that level..." I whimpered in his ear, trying to make him feel sympathy, but he stood by his choice
"I know you are, now let me finish this level and I might fuck you" Tom said calmly, I whined and tried to stay still, but without success I kept squirming
"You can even fucking stay still, can you?!" Tom said as he angrily slammed down his controller, making me wince in fear, he laid me on the desk roughly
"I-I'm sorry baby, please..." I gasped and looked up at him
"No, bad girls deserve punishments, especially you." Tom said angrily, he suddenly started thrusting roughly into me, making me let out cries and sobs, I felt so sensitive after being sat on his cock for so long
"S-slow down-!" I gasped out in between cries of pleasure "no fucking way" Tom said angrily as he used all his anger out on me, in the best way possible.
he kept pounding into me, letting out small groans as he repeatedly hit my sweet spot, his fat shaft dragging along my gummy walls, making me feel mushy and dizzy
"T-Tom-" i cried out in a gasp, sobbing and scratching his back, he easily got the message, I was close, he reached between us, his hand sneaking between my folds and circling my sensitive clit, making my back arch and forcing a sharp cry out of my throat
"O-oh my god...Tom-!" I gasped and gripped at his biceps as tears streamed down my cheeks from the intense pleasure, Tom looked into my eyes with that intense glare
"Cmon baby, 'm close too..." Tom said breathlessly between pants and groans, while I squirmed and hugged him close
with one last sharp thrust directly into my sweet spot, I saw white, clenching tightly around his cock "T-Tom~!" I cried out his name and came, arching my back into his rough touch
Tom felt me tightening around him, his face buried into my neck, biting deeply the tender skin as he came with a muffled groan, filling me up with his love
"That was...amazing..." I managed to breath out between gasps for air "you kinda deserved that..." Tom said with a breathless chuckle as he kissed my cheek
Notes: this was so fun to write, I'm sorry it took so long but I had health problems, well I hope you liked it, you can ask for more stories in my mailbox, bye bye babes💋💋
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CAT Big brothers,Twins,MC
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Iceman: *snaps teeth* Maverick: *gets flustered* Goose: Goose: I've had enough of these bitches
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[An] This entry was rewritten for ethical reasons after a self-reflection. A safe signal was added, along with exposition, to make the consent dubious but not outright non-consensual. Dark elements remain because dark romance is my forte. Still, proceed with caution. The original entry has been deleted.
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DAY ONE ║ CHOKE (REWRITE)
David x Fem!OC!
Fic Warnings ║ 18+ MDI (Dark Fic/SMUT) ║ Breath Play, Vaginal Sex, slight Emotional Manipulation/Dubious Consent (this is based on the previous history involving this couple's dynamic), Safe Signal/Aftercare.
Summary║David loves having control over the life of his bride-to-be. Even though she doesn't want to admit it, she loves it too.
All Rights Reserved. Please Do Not Copy, Plagiarize, or Reproduce.
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“How many times have you slipped away, hmmm?” David whispered, his face inches from the ear of the weeping brown-skinned beauty that would soon be his bride. His bare hands gripped her dainty throat, flexing, teasingly squeezing black blemishes into her tender flesh. “Two…maybe three times?”
Onyx irises dilated, bleeding into chocolate pupils. A tumultuous flood of tears flowed over her lower lids, streaking down her cheeks and dampening the pillow under her head. Sis sniffled, fighting to breathe—to control the disgusting leakage of snot and fear from escaping her nostrils. Her lust-filled eyes were red and puffy, the whites bloodshot from hours of torment. 
Shallow, ragged breaths poured from Sis’ dry, chapped lips before a strangled cry escaped her throat, releasing a whine of pain—of demented pleasure—into the atmosphere, a wheeze befitting of a wounded coyote or an alley cat in heat.
Her pulse thrummed, hammering against the pads of David’s fingers and the epidermis of his manhood. He was engulfed inside her hot, engorged walls covered in thick, creamy slick, pumping his hips and reveling in the ecstasy of holding her innocent life in his century-old hands. 
“Do you love me?” David questioned with a quirked eyebrow, his icy blues glittering with sadism as they locked with hers. “Do you want to die, or do you want to stay with Daddy forever?”
Sis’ eyes widened, her manic and depraved thoughts racing. As her vision grew fuzzy around her peripherals, she contemplated death or an eternity with the man she loved most despite his cruel nature. Would life as an immortal be so bad? She thought as her orifice trapped him in a vice akin to the one he held around her throat. Would being under him while he tortured you to orgasm be any less sublime?
Sis didn’t want to die, to be a dry husk in a box in the ground, surrounded by other poor unfortunate souls who had expired. But didn’t want to be a vampire either—to leave her family behind and feed on the blood of the innocent. Death was the only option, the moral option. But every time she slipped away in David’s grasp, her heart raced with the mortification that she may never return—or feel the caress of his sinful touch again.
“Hmmm? Use your words, princess…oh wait, you can’t! But you know how to end it if you want it to…”
Sis’ bottom lip quivered, the plump, fleshy folds bathed in an ombre of blue from asphyxiation. Her eyes bore into David’s, her hands shooting up to grasp his wrists. When David touched her in this way, it terrified her—made her question if David even loved her at all. But as he held firm—throttling and pistoning—using her body, she knew that this was all for her.
Sis had a ravenous appetite for sin that she couldn’t deny, and David loved feeding her hedonism. 
With him, she felt the most alive.
Even as her mouth fell open in a silent cry, eyes rolling into the back of her head. The gyrating of David’s pelvis released a tidal wave of pleasure, causing her body to twitch and her hips to involuntarily buck like an enraged bull. David rode his bride, moaning and cursing as her womanhood spasmed around him. But when her pulse slowed and her eyes grew glassy and vacant, he noticed Sis’ right hand sluggishly move from his wrist, reaching out to cup the chub of the apple of his cheek. 
David knew what that meant, and he quickly relaxed his grip, blessing her with the sweet gift of oxygen. Sis coughed, greedily inhaling when she felt the pressure of his hold leave her body, her buxom chest inflating and filling her burning lungs. 
“That’s it…breathe…” David cooed, peppering kisses along Sis’ bare shoulder. “Daddy’s got you…”
The young bride-to-be sobbed—crying hysterically through the remaining spasms of her release. The pounding in her head and the pain in her throat were absolute, but her pleasure couldn’t be denied also. Like a wayward balloon that escaped a child’s birthday party, she floated like an angel drifting towards the heavens—the euphoria of her torture catapulting her to new heights.
“See, dollface? Being with Daddy is way better than being dead… isn't it?” He purred as he held her close. “I can make you feel like this…forever.”
Sis nodded, looking at David lovingly with doe-eyes as she sputtered. Her voice was raspy and low, but David could hear her words clear as day.
“I know, Daddy,” she whispered, nuzzling the crook of David’s neck. “I love you…”
FIN.
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Their Toy || No. 3 w/Michael Myers, Ghostface, Jason Voorhees x Fem!Reader
Kinktober Masterlist
Warnings: bukkake, Dubcon, rough sex, degradation, mask kink, overstimulation, creampie, circle jerk,triple penetration, double penetration in two holes?, all holes filled, large cock, size kink, multiple orgasms,fingering, forced orgasms, deepthroating, foursome/f/m/m/m, Vaginal Sex, Anal Sex, squirting ,face fucking,rough oral sex, choking,gangbang, slight stalking, Voyeurism, come as lube, hair pulling
Word Count: 3358
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Y/N was walking home from work when she got a call from her friend, They practically begged her to come. She didn’t particularly want to as she was looking forward to binge watching her favorite show again but she eventually caved. What was the worst a few hours out on a Friday night could do?
A Lot.
A lot worse…or is this better?
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Y/N flopped on the bed and let out a deep sigh,
“Come on Y/N get the hell up. You promised yourself no outside clothes on the bed.” She spoke to herself before reluctantly getting up and heading to the bathroom. Stripping from her work clothes she messily folded them and dropped them in the basket before steppin into the steamy shower.
You head to their house, deciding to walk since it wasn’t that far away and gas is too high to be driving down the street. Plus it's a nice autumn day full of people making sure their halloween decorations were ready for the night.
A chill ran down your spine as you got closer to the door of your friend's house. Knocking on the door quickly the door swings open and the bright smile of your friend greets you and pulls you inside.
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Playing a few aggressively competitive games of uno, a horror movie marathon and a shit ton of snacks and fast food later. You check the time it was mid-eleven. You really didn't mean to stay over this long but oh well. You stand up and look at your friend.
“I think it's time I should head back home. Thanks for all the snacks and shit.” you walked back to the door to head back home. You walked back to your home the same way you took before, but the air felt thicker and a chill fell down your back. It felt like you were being watched.
You ignored the feeling, walking in the crisp nighttime air. You clutched your jacket closer to your body and you were starting to regret not driving your car.
Maybe I should just call an uber? No no that's too much money, besides it's only a five minute walk, you thought to yourself. You get to your home after a while and unlock…lock. You forgot to lock your door before leaving earlier… well shit it was a careless mistake even though you were sure you locked it.
You open the door and are greeted with the items of your hope nothing seemed missing. That's good right, nothing was stolen so that means you can rest easy.
You were watching a Halloween movie on your TV when your phone rang, it was an unknown number and you decided to pick it up.
“Hello y/n… you like scary movies?” a deep raspy voice spoke on the other line, they also sounded a bit out of breath.
‘Ah so the prank calls are starting’ you thought to yourself.
‘This must be my friend since they knew my name right.’
“Sure I like scary movies, hell I'm watching one right now.” you tell the voice then roll your eyes.
“Wanna play a game.” The voice asked.
“Ok jigsaw.” you responded. The voice didn't say anything for a minute or so before speaking.
“How about you answer this then smartass. If you locked your door before your friend's house, how come it was unlocked when you got back.” The voice taunted with a sinister tone, you must have pissed him off.
“I must have forgotten… wait, how did you know that?”
“Wrong answer doll, try again” a loud bang came from down the hall. Oh shit… you were going to die.
“Are… you in my house?” You didn't want to ask but you had to know.
“Ding ding ding and I brought friends to join the fun.”
Another loud bang happened but this time it was a bit closer.You jump and turn to the source of the sound. You grab the closest thing next to you… which happened to be a fork from the food you were eating.
You look down to grab your phone so you can call the cops but a gloved hand grips your wrist in a tight hold. Your heart stops and drops to your ass in fear. You try to pull away but the masked man only pulls you closer.
“You can't leave just yet, bitch, the fun is just starting.” The man with the ghost mask spoke in a harsh tone. You panic looking around your living room only to almost give yourself whiplash when your eyes meet with a much larger man getting closer. One with a spirit halloween looking mask and the with some old hockey mask.
“Ohshitohshit I’m gonna die,” you thought to yourself as the three surrounded you. Closing the circle around you the man with the ghost mask chuckled.
“How rude of me. These beasts are called Jason and Michael and you can call me ghostface or…whatever that sweet tongue of yours can scream." Ghostface leaned closer as he spoke.
“So you are ready to play a game.” he chuckled and grabbed at your chin, pulling you downwards and forcing you to your knees in the middle of this makeshift circle. The two silent behemoths looked even more dangerous and intimidating than before. Then this ghostface guy was something else but all unpredictable. Yet a small, tiny, itty-bitty part in the deep dark depths of yourself, you found yourself getting turned on.
Michael pulled out a big ass knife that made your heart stop
‘I’m gonna die! Gonna fucking die! This is no time to be horny, I’m gonna fucking die!’ You thought as he brought the knife closer to your skin. You closed your eyes quickly as you expected to feel a shape attack on your skin; an aggressively hot pain to invade your senses, yet none of that happens. You open your eyes and look at what just occurred. Instead you get a quick wave of air as your shirt and bra gets cut open.
Rest in peace to your good comfy bra.
Your arms came up to shield your breasts but it didn’t do much to help. You were frozen in fear, you tried to speak but the words were caught in your throat.
Jason grabs you by the upper neck and makes you look up at them. You let out a shaky breath as your mind goes in overdrive, he has such big hands. Damn these fingers are thick… buuut I‘m about to get choked to death by them so less hot. Jason used his other hand and patted his waist, your eyes following the sound. OH SHIT… Holy SHIT he's hard… HE’S HARD and he’s fucking HUGE. Your eyes widen and your mouth starts to feel uncomfortably dry.
“If you're gonna sit there with your mouth open, you could put it to good use,” Ghostface said with a dark chuckle and he shoves you into Jason’s thighs, causing the man to groan almost silently.
The faint sound of his heavy breath behind the mask was surely doing something to you. He takes off his jacket and lets it drop to the floor, leaving him in a black tight-fitting undershirt. It showed off his muscles which only makes him look bigger and hotter.
Your heart feels like it stops as you watch him start to unzip his trousers. Your heart beating in your ears and the faint throbbing in…lower places was completely distracting. I try to shuffle away from him only to get grabbed by the hair by Michael and hold you in place.
“Where did you think you were going slut? I know you want this,” Ghostface grunted the words as he took off his black hoodie revealing his slightly toned body. Probably from all the murdering he does but damn.
Jason pulled his thick girth from his boxers and stroked it with his hand. From his short steps forward his monster meat was practically in your face, you could see each prominent vein on his shaft and how heavy it looked. He rubbed the tip of his against your closed lips, only to have your lips pried open by Ghostface pulling your chin down.
Jason’s dick slipped into your mouth,and your tastebuds greeted with the flavors of his precum.
“No biting… bad girls get punished,” he flashed his knife at you before placing it away.
“Wouldn't want that now would you… or maybe a whore like you would like that mhm.” he tilted his head and you could tell by his tone of voice that he was smirking behind that creepy yet oddly attractive looking mask of his.
But all of that was in the back of your mind when there was a dick in your mouth. Pushing deep into your mouth, hitting into your throat and making you gag a bit. Your eyes watered as you closed them for a moment, and you felt one of his hands snake into your hair. He slowly started to thrust into your mouth and you couldn't help but suck around him in order to keep your saliva from falling down your chin or choking on your own spit.
You slip out of your ripped shirt and bra and let it drop onto the ground. You soon hear the disheveled sound of shuffling fabrics and zippers coming undone to your right and left. Michael and ghostface were clearly enjoying this display and the fact that they're watching me get fucked in the mouth by their friend was hot.
“I've gone nuts…that’s the only way to explain the fact that it feels like my pussy has a heartbeat. I mean like damn it’s pounding like a herd of elephants,” You think to yourself as your tongue swirls around Jason's thick meaty cock. He was most definitely touching that little dangly thing that swings in the back of your throat.
His size was making your jaw hurt and his deep thrust was triggering your gag reflex. You could feel the veins of his cock pulse against your tongue. He was getting ready to bust a load down your throat, it was easy to tell based on the way his head had fallen back with his breath shaky behind the hockey mask and even with how fast and unrhythmic his pace had gotten.
Jason lets out an almost silent moan as his hot seed paints the inside of your mouth. He doesnt pull out until most of his cum has made its way down your throat. Your eyes widen as you see how fast he gets hard again.
‘What kind of refraction time is this shit,” you think to yourself with an anxious face.
“Yeah you better slurp down every drop like a good little slut.” Ghostface lifts you off your knees and you stand with shaky legs. They cut into your pants and underwear with a knife, leaving you completely naked in front of three masked serial killers.Even though you couldn’t see any of their faces you can feel the hungry stares that were definitely giving your bare form.
They make you get back on your knees in the center of them. They all looked so intimidating yet hot, from being on your knees and looking up at him. They all look painfully erect and huge, that’s scary. The three all had their dicks in hand. You get grabbed by the neck by Michael as he holds you in place.
“Looks like Michael is getting impatient. Can’t say I blame him.” he let out a whistle, and he spoke in a cheeky and overly playful voice.
You can tell that Michael’s dick was slightly curved from the way he slapped it on your face. It was heavy enough for you to feel like you were being patted on the face. He was stroking his fat cock against the side of your face as the tip rubbed on your lips. His precum was simmering on your skin.
Ghostface moved closer as you got a look of him. He was shorter than the other two but he was still very much packing. He was lacklusterly rubbing his cock and you see the glint to it. Oh my fucking oh, your eyes widen for a second as you look at his dick. Ghostface has four rows of frenum piercings along the bottom of his shaft. It almost makes your mouth water.
“Damn these slashers are really about to fuck my shit up, and its hot as fuck.” you thought to yourself as they all probably...most likely staring down at your naked body. They were all jerking off above you, your fingers twitched and your thighs rubbed together.
“Fucking hell, it almost looks like your enjoying all this… Are ya are ya.?” Ghostface poked your cheek as he taunted you with a laugh.
You stop yourself from nodding your head at his taunt, even if you wanted to; you just didn't want to admit that aloud or to any of them right now.
“It's ok our little toy, we're not gonna break ya too bad.“ He flicked your titty then giggled.
Michael’s hand squeezes your neck and your hand was quick to go over his. Your eyes started to water and look at the whitish gray mask, it was hard to see him through the black socket but the tears were not helping.
Jason pulls you up to stand, his hands firmly on your waist and the grip around your neck loosens. Myers’ hand moves to gripping your hair instead. You let out a weak whine as you take in air.
“Now lets see what us guys are gonna be working with” Ghostface’s warm gloved hand slides between your legs. His fingers collected your arousal and he played with the sticky wetness.
“Damn you're like a fucking faucet down here, I knew I picked the right slut.” He groaned as his hand went back to your mound, your thighs shut around his hand as you held back a moan. His fingers rubbed firmly at your folds and pinched your clit. You let out a shaky whimper and he chuckled.
You shiver as he keeps fingering you teasingly slow, he thrusted his fingers in you. The tip of his finger felt ever so close to touching your g-spot. The feeling was making your walls flutter around his digits. Michael and Jason were jerking off, watching Ghostface’s expert fingers tipping you over the edge. Your moans escape you as you start to tip over climax, your legs start to quiver. You cum with a groan and then he pulls out of you slowly.
“You're starting to become one of my favorite toys, all the weeks of watching this cute ass finally starting to pay off.” he used his hand covered in your arousal to stroke his abandoned cock. You were a bit in a daze from your climax that you didn't even notice that you were placed back on the ground of your living room.
The three men were materbating over you, and you couldn't help but watch them intently. They cum one after the other onto your naked body; their loads falling onto your tits,face, and thighs. It was hot and you wanted more of it. You lick up the bit that was closest to your mouth, forgetting the situation for a moment.
“Look at you acting like a little whore.”Ghostface bends you over your coffee table. His pierced dick slides over your lower lips. The feeling of his piercing makes you shiver, and his tip starts to get covered in your juices.
He pushes into you with a surprising gentleness that makes you squirm. Arching your back as you almost cum again from just him bottoming you out into you.
Jason held your hand over his dick and was using it to stroke himself. Michael shoves his cock into your mouth, you gag around the length and thick girth. He wasn't giving you any time to breath as he started to fuck getting the back of your throat. His hand was over your throat making you close around his shaft and made it harder for her to breathe.
Ghostface started to thrust into you, his speed matching up with Michael. They were rocking you back and forth between them and all you could hear past your muffled choking was the slaps of skin on skin. The short groans from ghostface or the heavy breaths from Jason and Micheal.
These men really got you like a fleshlight right now… it was only a side effect that you get to cum so much.
You were their toy after all and they were going to use you the way they wanted. Ghostface had your thighs pressed together and locked in his arm as he pounded into you without remorse. It's probably more remorse than what they give to other people so you can’t complain too much. Jason cums into your hand with a faint groan, he stepped back until he became hard again. He moves over to Ghostface and taps his shoulder. The shorter man nods and moves you, much to Michael’s annoyance, the man's plan to cum down your throat fails and he ends up spilling all over your face instead.
“Sorry buddy.” Ghostface snickers.
The men shuffled around you, bending you over in a way that pleases them. Your legs were shaking and your pussy fluttered with emptiness.
Jason starts to push his cock into you ass and you hold back a scream, if he felt big in your mouth her was fucking huge in your ass. He made you feel like you were going to be torn in half. Michael went for your dripping cunt and bottoms out into you. These two men were thrusting into you at opposite times and it all felt like two much.
“Y-you're gonna kill me!” you cry out with a choked moan, it was all so much all at once and none of them seemed like they were going to stop.
“Far from that, we might just keep you, then you can be our bitch whenever we want you to be.” he slides into your mouth and you can taste yourself. He yanked your hair a bit, your walls clenched, they were hitting all your spots relentlessly. You cum again with a muffled squeal, you feel warm liquid run down your trembling legs.
“Who would have thought that you were a squirter? Haven't seen you do that before even when you pleasured yourself” he groaned as your tongue rubbed his tip. You wanted to ask him about his comment, or with the shock that you could squirt in the first place.
They all reached their climax coming inside you, when they pull out their seed starts to pool out of you. You were already covered in their cum. When ghostface pulls out of your mouth you speak in a horse tone.
“So you've been watching me for how long…?” you tried to sound confident even though you were in a daze from borderline overstimulation.
“Oh that it's been a month now, and you were none the wiser.” he pats your head. They drop you on the ground and you look down at your cum covered self.
“You're joking right?” you knew he wasn't joking.
“You already know the answer to that… Now say cheese.” you look up just in time to get the blunt of a flash from a camera. You look like a deer in headlights. The three men got dressed and ghostface showed them the picture he took of you in such a compromising position.
“We’ll be back, little toy.” Then they vanished, leaving you with sore legs and wanting more.
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Kinktober 2023 - #2
Kink: Intoxicated
Words: 926
Pairing: James "Bucky" Barnes x f!Reader
Kinktober 2022 Masterlist
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“Careful, doll-”
You just giggle against his lips and he can’t help but grin, too. He kisses you again, trying desperately to keep it a peck. But you bite his lip and lick into his mouth, pressing your body up against his. The skimpy dress you are wearing rides up your thighs, again, as you practically try to fuse yourself to him, your hands holding onto the nape of his neck and the other dips into the backpocket of his jeans.
He tightens the hold of his arm where it’s wound around your waist, the drag of it starting to expose the swell of your ass as he pushes the door of the apartment complex open behind you.
Your high heels click on the cheap tiles as he leads you inside, still kissing, still groping him - it’s all far too indecent if you were to ask Mrs. Chapman, watching from the safety of her apartment door, as you reach the hallway.
Bucky tugs your dress down a little and you hum against his lips. Your eyes are half-lidded when he finally manages to separate himself from your onslaught, red lipstick marks bright on his neck and lips.
Your hands trail over his chest before dragging him in for another kiss by the lapels of his jacket.
“Wanna fuck you so bad right now, baby.”
He damn near goes cross eyed with the way you fit yourself against him. His breath turns into a groan when you palm him through his jeans, clearly enjoying that you are finding him half hard already.
“You’re drunk, doll, come on. Let’s get you inside.”
“You mean let’s get you inside of me”, you whisper. He rolls his eyes and moves your hands off of him to finally usher the both of you into his apartment.
“You’re horrible.”
“Horribly hot.”
You leave your purse on the couch table and traipse towards his kitchen.
He shuts the door behind him and sighs, leaving his jacket on the little sideboard next to the door.
You meet his eye as you gulp down a glass of water. The sigh you let out as you finish it, makes him bite at his cheek.
“You want to fuck me so bad right now, it’s making you look stupid, baby.” You wriggle your ass as you stay slightly bent over the kitchen counter. He keep staring as he makes his way over to you, unable to help himself. Your lips ghost over his as you press your ass against his front, your head turned towards him.
“We talked about this- you know I gave you very extensive consent to fuck me while I am drunk.”
“Fuck- yeah, I know-”
“So? Do you need me to say it again?”
His fingertips dig into the soft give of your hips, brows furrowed deeply.
You lean in a little closer until your lips barely touch.
“Please fuck me, baby. I want it.”
It doesn't take him even a perceivable moment to rip your panties to the side and push two of his fingers inside of you. His mouth is on yours to muffle your gasp but it doesn’t muffle the slick sound of your pussy parting around his thick fingers.
“Fuck, you’re so wet-” Your’re moaning- biting his lip and fucking yourself back on him.
“Just fuck me, Barnes-”
Despite the hissed words, you’re wonderfully warm and pliable underneath his hands, spreading apart like dough. Your hands tug at his hair, and even though it sends a spark down his spine, he growls a quick, “Be fucking nice, baby.”.
You moan at that and he raises his brows behind you.
“Please fuck me”, you whine again, and it breaks his resolve immediately.
“Yeah, yeah alright- I’m”
As soon as your wet heat envelops him, he is scrunching his brows together-
“Fuck-”
“Fuck, James-”
He knows he should be careful you’re not bruising your hips against the counter but you’re clenching around him and it’s making his head spin.
You give him a pitiful whine as he bottoms out. You bent over the kitchen counter even more. He keeps his lips on your shoulders, panting as he starts to fuck into you at a slow and steady pace.
“You gotta... baby- stop-” another groan rips through him “-fucking clenching around me.”
“I- mnh- I like hearing you moan when- when I do it”, you manage between sharp breaths.
He nibbles at the skin of your shoulder, fucking you harder after the admission.
When he opens his eyes, he sees your reflection in the TV screen. He pushes the straps of your dress down and pinches your nipples, breathless at the view as he keeps fucking into you.
“So pretty baby- fuck-”
“I- I’m gonna cum- want you to cum inside of me-”
“Christ”, he groans, cupping both of your tits as he starts pounding into you, focused on the sounds he’s pulling from you.
"Fuck me harder", you gasp, your nails digging into his skin as you hold on to his arm. He grasps the counter with his metal arm, grunting as you cry out again.
You both dissolve into a series of slapping, animalistic sound, unintelligible words murmured into skin until he can feel you pulse around him-
The silence is almost deafening, your harsh breaths muffled against the counter.
He watches, hypnotized, as his cum drips out of you, despite him being still buried inside. It splats against the kitchen floor.
You giggle.
His eyes snap up to find yours.
When you grin at him, he starts laughing, too.
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Kinktober 2023 Masterlist
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Outdoors (COD) (Simon "Ghost" Riley x f!Reader)
Intoxicated (Marvel) (Bucky Barnes x f!Reader)
Shower Sex (Marvel) (Miguel O'Hara x f!Reader)
Breeding Kink (The Mentalist) (Marcus Pike x f!Reader)
Cockwarming (Stranger Things) (Jim Hopper x f!Reader)
Begging (Bridgerton) (Anthony Bridgerton x f!Reader)
Lingerie (Marvel) (Steven Rogers x f!Reader)
Hickeys (Stranger Things) (Steve Harrington x f!Reader)
Rimming (The Mandalorian) (Din Djarin x f!Reader)
Period Sex (Marvel) (Matt Murdock x f!Reader)
Sex Toys (Triple Frontier) (Will "Ironhead" Miller x f!Reader)
Being recorded (Triple Frontier) (Benjamin "Benny" Miller x f!Reader)
Edging (Moon Knight) (Steven Grant x f!Reader)
Anal (Moon Knight) (Marc Spector x f!Reader)
Clothed (The Witcher) (Geralt of Rivia x f!Reader)
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kinktober day 2: dirty talk - crowley
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It hasn't been ten minutes since Aziraphale left you and Crowley to go attend a customer at the front of the bookstore, and your demon's already got his hand down the front of your pants.
"Yeah... there's a pet," Crowley says in that low, sultry tone of his when he knew just how to coax out what he wanted. He watches with those slitted, golden eyes as your head lolls back onto the couch and your hips buck slightly to chase his lean, nimble hand. "You like this, don't you, darling? Fucking up into my palm like you're in heat."
You bring a hand to your mouth to keep in the throaty moan that's pulled from the pit of your belly when his fingers rub against that certain spot that makes you see stars. But then he pulls away, bringing his lips close to the shell of your ear as his thumb hovers above the skin of your inner thigh.
He tisks, murmuring low in a voice that sends you trembling all over again, "None of that, love. Put it at your side - good. So good for me. I want to hear you, you know that? I want everyone in this damn bookstore to hear you. I want this entire street to hear how good I make you feel."
Finally his fingers return to their earlier rhythm from before and you keen, hips canting up into his hand. He grins, and his teeth are just a bit too sharp to be human, but in this moment you really don't give a damn. Anyone could walk in at the moment and see a literal demon fucking you with his hand, all yellow eyes and sharpened teeth and tipped ears, and you would simply tip your head back to give them a better show.
"Perfect darling," Crowley mutters as he brings you closer and closer to the edge. "So good and obedient for me. Always so receptive. Yeah, just like that. After this, I'll give you my tongue and you'll see stars. How does that sound?"
You think that sounds sinfully wonderful.
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"Most of the intelligence communities doesn't believe he exist, the ones who do call him the Winter Soldier. He is credited with over two dozens assassinations in the last 50 years."
SEBASTIAN STAN as BUCKY BARNES/THE WINTER SOLDIER CAPTAIN AMERICA: THE WINTER SOLDIER (2014) • dir. The Russo Bros
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Simon Being Free-Use for You
Pairing: Simon "Ghost" Riley x Fem!Reader
Tags: nsfw, smut, free-use, established relationship, dick riding, cum eating, blowjob, hickies, kitchen sex, size kink, cockwarming, size difference
A/N: Why is it always the woman who is free use? It can be a big, strong guy like Simon too!
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Took a very long time for the both of you to be comfortable with this arrangement
Simon is all about your pleasure, even if he can act otherwise when you're having sex but he will never be a selfish lover, which is why he wants you to be able to fuck him whenever you want
He knows that you'll get tired before him anyway and it will be up to him to tuck you into bed at the end of the day
Almost always naked for ease of handling and because he knows that just the sight of his big cock makes you drool for him
Doesn't mind being woken up with your mouth, it can easily turn into throatfucking so you best be ready to choke on his dick when he's fully awake
He could be reading a book and you'll pass by, see his cock and get on your knees, start to rub him until he's hard and telling him to read loudly
Keeping his voice even is a struggle when he's feeling your prefect mouth sucking around the tip of his cock or your hand making a rotating motion near the base, squeezing and leaving his cum with nowhere to go until he's done with the page
Simon has more love bites on him then he has scars from various missions he's taken over the years, the issue is that you have to renew your love bites a lot
Not that either of you mind
Walking behind him gives him a small smile because he'll tilt his head back just a bit and see you mirroring his smile as you reach to his front and take his cock in both hands, keeping him still while you milk him
You often struggle with getting him into the position that you want because of how huge and beefy he is
Because of this it makes you swoon when you see how willing he is to be pulled wherever you want whenever you want it, on top of you in the kitchen, his hands gripping the counter the same way they were when you were sucking him off and not letting a drop of his cum go to waste since you swallowed it all
One moment he's talking to his friends, the other his phone is on silent because you decided you needed his dick right there and then and started riding him hard
Every time Simon comes home he knows that he will spend the next week being cockwarmed by you, the only time he will be away from you is when he's going out for errands
He will fuck you into the ground because you want it so bad you can't contain yourself anymore, he will give you his cock day in and day out because he knows that your pussy won't be able to stop aching otherwise and he will hold you against his chest while he does all of this because you're the most precious person in the world to him
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WITH LOVE IN HIS EYES
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Sleepy Cuddlefucking with Belphegor
Pairing: Belphegor x Fem!Reader
Tags: nsfw, smut, cuddlefucking, neck kissing, sleepy sex, praise
A/N: It's morning and I'm still waking up, thinking about this helped.
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Neither of you felt like getting up, or doing much of moving when you woke up in the morning. The day before had been exhausting enough, with the meetings, the studying, the upcoming exams you had to worry about.
None of that today, today was a day for relaxation.
However that didn't mean you still couldn't have a little bit of fun together. While Belphagor didn't let you out of his arms he didn't need to, the bed was more then big enough, "Lift up your leg a little." He mumbled in that sleepy, raspy tone that you normally found cute but right now your were too horny from his hard cock rubbing against your pussy to think of him as cute. You sighed when his hand gripped your thigh and the tip pushed into your pussy, "I want to go in all the way."
"Then what are you waiting for Belphie?" His moan lost in a warm kiss against your neck, "Good boy." It took him a few smooth thrusts but eventually you felt his balls press against you. "It feels nice to have you stretch me out in the morning." You let yourself melt into the bed with him settling on top of you.
Warm lips pressed against your neck, and a sleepy smile, followed by his hips grinding against yours and his legs bracketing yours, "It feels nice feel you warm me up in the morning." His moves were lazy, slow, sluggish, tired but his cock filled you all the same, keeping you right on the edge all morning.
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Mammon ducked his head, staring pointedly at the ground so that his bangs hid his eyes from view. He kicked a stray pebble on the pavement and crossed his arms. His lips were moving but the only sound coming out was something akin to a grunt.
"What was that?" you asked, stopping in your tracks. If you had a nickel everytime you asked that, you'd probably be able to buy RAD from Diavolo himself. You stuffed your hands into your uniform pockets.
Mammon started playing with his tie, somehow loosening it up more than it was before. It laid haphazardly againt his neck. A gust of wind could blow it away.
"I want ya to...to..." His voice got quieter and quieter until his words were drowned out by the sounds of the leaves rustling on the nearby trees. Mammon had a nasty habit of mumbling that he had never been able to get over. Tsk. Tsk.
"To what?"
"Ya know!" He waved his hand around. "I want ya to uh, uh, do that thing! That thing ya do."
You said, "You're not making any sense."
"Ya know what I'm talkin' about!"
You leaned against the gate at RAD's entrance. The cold metal pressed against your back. "No, I don't." You shook your head for emphasis.
Mammon opened his mouth only to clamp it down again. He rubbed the back of his neck, lifting his head up to look at the full moon. "It's that thing ya do for good luck. I have an exam comin' up." Mammon kept speaking when he noticed your raised eyebrow. "I mean, I don't usually care about that sort of stuff, but Lucifer will bite my head if I don't do well."
Mammon's face slowly became more and more flushed as he prattled on and on. His eyes darted from side to side, refusing to look at you directly. If you were observant, you would have noticed the slight tremble of his hands.
You shook your head, leaned in, and kissed him on the corner of his lips. Mammon gasped and stumbled back. He touched the spot you had kissed with two fingers. His chest rapidly rose and fell like he had just won a marathon.
"That's what you were referring to, right?"
"Y-yeah." Mammon lowered his hand. "Yeah, it was."
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what’s up guys🔥🔥
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