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i’m actually so obsessed with your bouncer!ellie.. we need a fic immediately 🤭 -🪐

taste of lust

SETTING : modern au

WC : 5011

WARNINGS : sexual harassment ( nothing graphic ) ( but reader is sort of implied to have trauma related to it , nothing stated explicitly tho ) , bouncer!ellie x bottlegirl!reader , idk shit about clubs so like some stuff might be insanely inaccurate but i did my best to research ( sorry in advance ) , dash of dealer!ellie bc who doesn’t love her , dom!ellie , sub!reader , teasing , overstimulation if u squint , ellie calls u pretty girl & princess , readers first time with a strap , ellie refers to her strap as her cock , i’m not fluent in english yet so there might be mistakes , not beta read

A / N : hello everyoneeee !!! i know this took FOREVER to finish and i’m so sorry about that .. i’ve been super super busy and this fic was so long omg T_T there was a point i started over completely bc i didn’t like the direction it was heading to .. this fanfic shit gets serious truly . in case u missed the warning there is sexual harassment in this fic and reader is implied to have trauma related to it . putting this here again to make sure u guys see it . anyway , i took so long to post this and so much stuff happened !! but alas , it is here , the bottlegirl!reader and bouncer!ellie fic !! this is my fav fic of mine so far so i hope u guys enjoy reading this as much as i liked writing it <3 ( and yes there will be a part two !! )

— 𓆩♥︎𓆪 —

being a bottle girl wasn’t exactly the job of your dreams. having to deal with creepy rich men every friday and saturday night was definitely not something you enjoyed doing, but that was what paid the bills and allowed you to live a rather comfy lifestyle for a college student. the bad part no one tells you about going to a top college on a full-ride scholarship is that a lot of the students are rich kids who most definitely cheated their way through high school, who live in nice apartments paid for by their mommy and daddy, who use birkins and other designer brand bags as their school bags, who would never be caught dead eating at the cafeteria. of course, you felt out of place. you weren’t exactly poor, but your family definitely could never afford that kind of lifestyle.

you’re pretty. extremely pretty. and you knew you could use that to your advantage. so when you saw a new club in the city that was looking for bottle girls you immediately knew you had to apply. sure, you had to deal with a couple creepy customers every night and sometimes even had to remind them they’re not allowed to touch you, which was annoying. you also hated being seen as an object, and you knew that’s exactly how these men saw you, and what was even worse was those very unsettling “you remind me of my daughter” comments from older men since you were so young. but the money was the main thing you needed, and you were able to put up with all this because of the pay. although the salary itself is just enough to survive, most of your earnings were in tips, and you made good tips. with a little bit of flirting and pretending you were really into customers, you scored lots of tips in the hundreds and sometimes even thousands. that wasn’t really enough for you to be able to afford luxury items whenever you wanted, but you were able to treat yourself every once in a while and that was enough for you.

you and your coworker ellie are the only college students that worked at that club. she wasn’t a bottle girl, however, she was a bouncer. during busy nights the bouncers typically took turns being at the door, and the rest would be inside the club making sure everything was fine. she didn’t mind being inside, it meant she could steal glances at you. truth was, she was into you, and it was obvious. but you took it as her just wanting to get a reaction out of you. that’s what it seemed like. but you can’t lie, whenever she wasn’t looking, you’d stare back as discreetly as you could.

she was a little possessive over you, which you weren’t really aware of. whenever she saw you flirting with customers, she couldn’t deny she felt a little jealous. she of course knew you were just trying to get more tips. regardless, she still couldn’t stand seeing the way you twirled your hair, spoke in that sweet and flirty tone, and even sometimes gave them compliments, and the fact it wasn’t towards her. she wanted it to be her, and her only. she wanted you to be hers. but she never did anything aside from flirt with you a little every once in a while, because she was scared she’d make you uncomfortable.

ellie. where does one even begin to describe her? her strong arms, her short auburn hair she styled as a mullet or put in a half bun when she felt a little lazier, her mesmerizing green eyes. from the moment you laid eyes on her you found her extremely attractive, but you were too shy and didn’t know how to approach her. what’s funny is this is the total opposite of the character you put up for your customers, an extroverted, flirty girl. the thing with you is, you can flirt with people, but only when you’re not attracted to them. when you are, such as in cases like these, the main thing you do is avoid avoid avoid. you rarely had the opportunity to interact with each other, but when you did, you always felt she was trying to subtly flirt with you. it was the kind of flirting where it was hard to tell wether she was flirting with you or just being nice, so you simply took it as being nice because you didn’t think there was any possibility she could be into you. she was just out of your league. even if it was flirting, you didn’t know if she had any other intentions. so you decided to play it safe.

that night was different from the others. your boss informed you that there’d be a bachelor party tonight and surprise surprise, you’d be serving them. the thing about bachelor parties is they’re very demanding and their tips can vary a lot. and demanding in your vocabulary is basically a synonym for entitled. they’ll insist you sit down, have a drink with them, maybe even try to grope you or something. you were not happy about having to deal with them tonight, but your boss told you they were short-staffed tonight, so you’d simply have to suck it up.

the moment the group of about 15 men came in, ellie sensed something was wrong. she rejected about half of them at the entrance before being informed by her supervisor that it was a bachelor party. she didn’t really care. she knew they were up to no good.

“i really don’t think we should let ‘em in.” she crossed her arms.

“any good reason?” he asked, annoyed.

“something just feels.. off,” she whispered, “i dunno. feel like they’re up to no good.”

“i don’t pay you to do ‘vibe checks’ on people.”

“i still don’t think we should let ‘em in. feels like they have bad intentions. have you seen how they’ve been eyeing the rest of the female staff?”

“big deal, this is a night club,” he brushed her off. “that’s how men look at women in nightclubs, williams. suck it up.”

“that still doesn’t-“

“do you want to keep your job or not?” he snapped.

she sighed and rolled her eyes, defeated, and hesitantly let the group in. her eyes were glued on them until they sat down at a table, the feeling in her stomach worsening when she realized you’d be dealing with them. it was one thing for any of the other girls to have to deal with them, but for some reason, she found herself way more worried about you. you were newer to the job and a little younger than the other girls. she couldn’t bear the thought of someone possibly harming you, or taking advantage of you, or anything like that. she felt this strange desire to protect you, something she hadn’t really felt towards anyone before. she felt this way toward you, yet she barely knew anything about you.

— 𓆩♥︎𓆪 —

tonight was going to be a long night. the moment those men sat down, you could immediately tell. you could tell by their piercing gazes, which you swore you could physically feel even though you weren’t looking at them, that you’d have to remind them several times they can look but not touch. you heard them whispering stuff to each other while looking at you and then laughing and hitting each other as if they were a group of teenagers. you took a deep breath, put on a smile, and finally went over to their table.

“hey boys,” you greeted with a flirty tone, “anything i can get you guys today?”

“yeah, a piece of that ass.” one of them said, while the rest laughed.

you faked a giggle, trying to do your best to handle this professionally, as you would with all the other annoying customers.

“anyway,” you continued, “do you guys have anything in mind? if not, you can take a look at the stuff we have over there at the bar.” you said, while pointing at the bar.

“we’ll need a moment, babygirl.” one of them replied, holding out his credit card.

you nodded, took the card, and quickly walked away. you absolutely hated that nickname. before you took this job, you didn’t really mind it. but when you started getting called it by basically every single customer you eventually grew to hate it. if you hadn’t been working, you at the very least would’ve given them a death stare or contemplated telling them off (even though you knew you’d never have the balls to do anything of the sort.)

after a couple of minutes, one of them whistled at you to get your attention. strike two. another thing you very much hated. now you were even being treated like an animal. who the hell do they think they are?

you walked over to them and plastered a fake smile on your face and asked if they were ready.

“we just wanted to know what you recommend. i’m sure you drink lots since, you know, you work here.”

some of them chuckled, and you didn’t really get what was funny. but you decided to not start anything and just answered the question.

“well, we have lots of options,” you responded, “we have many of the classics you can find anywhere else, and we also have some that are less common. we just got the louis xiii cognac which is very hard to find, so i’d recommend that one.”

“yeah? are you just saying that ‘cause it’s the most expensive?”

“if you want less pricey options, we have those too.” you replied, avoiding the question. of course you were suggesting it because it was the most expensive. that’s kinda your job. you’re supposed to make money.

“we can afford it.” one of them said.

“yeah, bring us that one.” another chimed in.

you smiled and nodded, walking away. gosh, you felt them draining any energy you had every second you spent near them. you carefully took the bottle and put it on your tray, and grabbed a few glasses and put them with the bottle. you made your way over to their table, placing their glasses in front of them one by one, and although you weren’t looking at any of them, you knew they all had their eyes glued on you. you tried your hardest to pour their drinks quickly enough so you could just get out of there, but not too quickly that they’ll notice. unfortunately for you, they caught onto what you were doing.

“why’re you pouring so fast, babygirl? you in a hurry?”

tonight was going to be a long night.

— 𓆩♥︎𓆪 —

ellie couldn’t wait for her turn at the door to be over. she made sure to peek inside every chance she had, but she’d be lying if she said she wasn’t eyeing you. she couldn’t help it. she couldn’t stop looking at how the black shorts and black baby tee you wore hugged your body and showed off your figure, and she had never been more grateful for the existence of the uniform. but above looking at you because of how attractive you were, she wanted to make sure you were safe. she had dealt with lots of men like them before, and she wouldn’t hesitate to kick them out if things escalated even the slightest bit.

after a while, her supervisor dismissed her and told her to stay inside to make sure nobody was causing any trouble. of course, she went over to the area you were, since there was no one watching over that area and because you were there.

“why’re you pouring so fast, babygirl? you in a rush?” she overheard one of the men speaking to you, with a sort of entitled tone. if she hadn’t been paying attention before, she definitely was now. with the way they were acting, it seemed like they didn’t notice she was there. you were clearly uncomfortable, but tried to play it off, you didn’t want to cause trouble or provoke them. she watched closely as they kept offering you to sit down and drink with them, not listening to you no matter how many times you politely told them you’re not allowed. telling you to “just have one drink, it’s fine” and “no one will know” and they “won't tell your boss.” but your boss was not the only concern. the concern was you. you didn’t know these men, you didn’t know what they could do.

but suddenly, one of the guys sitting on the edge of the seat pulled you in by the hip and forcibly sat you down. in that moment, ellie immediately went over to the table and knew she had to step in.

“sir, you’re not allowed to put your hands on the employees. i’m gonna have to ask you and the rest of your party to step outside.” she said in a stern tone.

“she willingly sat down with us,” one of them lied, “she just wanted to have a drink. nothin’ wrong with tha-“

“i saw what happened. no point in lying. now please step outside before i have you forcibly removed from the premises.”

“yeah?” he stood up to face her. “you’re just a woman. what’re you gonna do? you can’t get all of us out of here.”

“sir, back down.” she warned.

“or what?”

she didn’t respond. instead, she punched him in the face, breaking his nose. a few of his friends stood up, but before they could do anything, some of the security had already gone over to the scene and stopped them, escorting them out as ellie went with you to the break room.

“you alright?” she asked, seeing how shaken up you were.

“i’m, uh, i’m fine. don’t worry.” you responded, sitting down on the couch, still uneasy from the experience. you hated people touching you without your consent, even something that was sort of minor like this. you were already uncomfortable, and this just made it even worse. you didn’t notice ellie had sat down next to you until she wrapped her arm around you and you melted in her embrace. you felt a little embarrassed at how comfortable you felt with a girl you’ve only had small talk with prior, but you were able to push that feeling away because in that moment, you didn’t care. the fact she hadn’t judged you and said “it’s part of the job” or something along those lines, let alone saying you were overreacting was enough to tell you that you could trust her.

“do you, uh, want me to drive you home?” she broke the silence.

“i can’t. i have to finish this shift.” you mumbled. “plus, my roommate has someone over tonight. i can’t go home right now.”

“then, if you want, we can go to my place,” she suggested, quickly adding on “but just so you don’t have to stay in this environment, i’m not trying to be creepy i promise,” because the last thing she wanted was for you to take it the wrong way and be uncomfortable.

“thanks, but, i still have to go back out there and finish my shift.”

she was a little sad. if it was up to her, she’d make you quit and happily support you. she made a lot of money for a college student, between working as a bouncer and dealing weed on the side. she had more than enough to support the both of you, but she’d never talk about anything of the sort out loud.

“i can speak to management for you,” she said, “i’m sure they’ll understand.”

you accepted hesitantly, the voice in the back of your mind telling you you’d just end up fired. but that didn’t matter to you in the moment. you had to get out of there. you couldn’t stand it anymore.

ellie guided you through the back door, making sure you wouldn’t have to face those men again, holding you by the wrist with just enough strength to make sure she wouldn’t let you go easily but not too hard so she wouldn’t make you uncomfortable. she opened her car door for you, waiting a couple seconds for you to get settled in in case you needed her help for whatever reason.

the car ride was short and silent. it wasn’t the awkward kind of silence, more so the kind of silence when there’s nothing to say. it was a comforting silence, a drastic contrast from the loud music in the club that had been blasting in your ears for the past 2 or so hours. you were looking out the window, watching the city lights and buildings as you passed them. ellie would be lying if she said she didn’t steal a few glances at you when you were looking away. she couldn’t help it, you were just so mesmerizingly beautiful she couldn’t help but look at you any chance she could.

when you finally arrived at her place, you were surprised to see she had a house and not an apartment. it wasn’t a big house, but it seemed like it could house about 3 people. you were about to ask about her roommates, but almost as if she read your mind, she said;

“sorry about the mess, i uh, i live alone, so. don’t usually have people over either.”

“it’s fine,” you shook your head, “i’m just grateful you let me come here.”

she noticed you sounded like you were in a better mood. “you feeling a little better now?”

you nodded. “yeah. i guess i just needed to get out of there.” you bit your lip in worry. “but now i don’t know what to do. i’m pretty sure i’ll end up getting fired after leaving like that.”

“after what happened to you? nah. it’s understandable,”

“are you sure? i-i mean, am i not supposed to let them know beforehand-“

“you’ll be fine, don’t worry.” she reassured you. “you’re sort of new, aren’t you?”

“not really. i’ve been working there for a couple months.”

“so you’re new. got it.”

you playfully rolled your eyes. “sure, let’s say that.”

she smiled. “anyway, you wanna do anything? or do you just wanna rest?”

“i guess we could watch a movie or something,” you suggested, “if you want, of course.” you were surprised at how bold you were. it wasn’t anything too bold, sure, but that’s only true for everyone else. for you, something like that, which others might think is minor, is sort of a big deal. not only were you at this girl’s house, but suggesting to watch a movie as well. you were a bit scared that might’ve been too much.

“yeah, sure,” she replied, “you into horror?”

“uhh.. not really..” you admitted.

“it’s fine, we can just watch something else.”

“no, no, it’s fine!” you insisted. it was, in fact, not fine. especially at this time, horror was not your thing. it wasn’t a huge fear of yours or anything, but you were a little embarrassed of the fact you still got scared while watching them, sometimes even got nightmares. but no way you’d admit that to her right there. you felt you were already being too much of a burden on her, so you’d just suck it up to not bother her any further.

a few moments later, you were both on her couch watching some random horror movie she had picked out. you didn’t even know what was going on in the plot, you were way too scared. you’d argue this was one of the scariest movies, scratch that, media in general you’ve ever seen. where did she even find this sort of stuff? ellie was full of surprises indeed.

you didn’t notice you had snuggled up to her, your head laying on her chest, from the fear. once you realized, your face turned red as you pulled away in embarrassment and mumbled some apologies as you moved away. to your surprise, she lightly tightened her grip of her arm she had wrapped around you (which you only now noticed as well), telling you with no need for words that it was fine, and you could stay that way. you didn’t really know how to react to that, but you stayed. something about her was so comforting. you barely knew her, yet you trusted her as if you’d known her all your life. it was a strange feeling. you’d been on multiple dates with the same person many times before yet you still felt more of a connection with your coworker who you had only spoken to a handful of times beforehand. you weren’t even paying attention to the movie anymore. your mind was too busy paying attention to the thoughts racing in your head to process what was going on in the screen about a meter in front of you. you had lots of questions, and the more that popped up in your head, the more your heartbeat sped up.

ellie could feel something was wrong. she lightly lifted up your chin to make you face her, locking eyes with you. she asked if it was because of what happened earlier. you felt like you should look away, but you couldn’t. something about her was just so mesmerizing. you lightly nodded, not wanting to admit all the thoughts in your mind at that moment. you looked into each other's eyes for a couple seconds, before she planted a soft kiss on your lips. it was the type of kiss that happened almost as a reflex, the type that you have almost no control over. you could feel her try to pull away after realizing what she did, but before she fully pulled away you pressed your lips against hers, pulling her in this time in a deeper kiss.

before you knew it, you were straddling her lap as she placed kisses on your neck, occasionally sucking on it softly and leaving light purple marks on your skin. you hadn’t realized how much it was turning you on until you started lightly rocking your hips back and forth, desperate to get any sort of friction. ellie realized what you were doing, and placed her hands on your waist, almost guiding your movement, causing you to let out a few soft moans and whimpers.

“ellie..” you whined.

“i know, baby, i know.”

she carefully lifted you off her lap and laid you down on the couch, hovering over you. she tugged on the hem of your shorts.

“let’s get these off.” she said, as she undid the button and slipped them off you with ease, revealing your soaked cotton panties. “cute,” she thought to herself.

“i’ve barely touched you n’ you’re already so wet,” she teased, rubbing your clit through the thin cloth causing you to moan softly.

after a moment, you started to whine, tired of her teasing.

“desperate, huh?”

you broke eye contact as you looked away in embarrassment. in the back of your mind, you couldn’t believe everything that was going on. you found it a little embarassing, hooking up with a coworker you had barely spoken to prior. but as you had been doing the whole night, you tried to push those thoughts to the back of your mind and focus on the moment.

“don’t feel ashamed, pretty girl.” she said, noticing you felt a little off. something about her caring but almost demanding tone was turning you on even more.

she carefully pulled your panties to the side, sliding two fingers in, thrusting them at a slower but steady pace. this was better, but it still wasn’t enough. you bucked your hips ever so slightly, to tell her you wanted more.

“you’re gonna have to try a little harder than that, baby,” she said. she knew exactly what you meant, but she wanted to hear you say it. you whined in complaint, hoping she wouldn’t make you say it out loud.

“use your words, princess,” she smirked while locking eyes with you.

“please, ellie..” you begged.

“please what?”

“please, more..”

“good girl,” she said under her breath, speeding up her pace and thrusting her fingers inside you twice as fast as she was before, causing you to moan and whimper louder. soon you started feeling a knot forming in your stomach, making you attempt to grip the couch.

“ellie.. fuck..” you moaned.

“i know, pretty. but you don’t get to cum yet.” she smirked, suddenly pulling her fingers out.

you whined at her words and the sudden emptiness inside you, as ellie softly chuckled at your reaction. she found it so cute. she found pretty much everything about you to be cute.

she stood up, and went to grab something from her closet. it was a bright purple strap, and it was quite big. you weren’t sure it would even fit inside you. you watched as she effortlessly took off her pants and put the harness on, walking back to the couch and positioning herself, the tip right in front of your entrance.

“i want you to cum from my cock.”

she started sliding it along your slit, coating it in your slick, causing you to whine a little, before positioning it once again in front of your entrance and slowly sliding the tip inside you easily.

you were still a little scared since you had never done anything like this before. you’ve gotten fingered before, sure, but this was the first time someone used a strap on you. especially one this big.

“ellie..”

“hm?”

“i’ve never, uh,” you stuttered, “done something like this.”

“never gotten fucked with a strap before, huh?” she said, “i could tell. you seem kinda nervous. but relax, princess, i’ll take care of you.”

the nickname only turned you on more. you didn’t get why you loved it so much. it had never crossed your mind, yet you were now sure it was your favorite pet name ever.

with that, she started slowly sliding it in, looking at your facial expressions to make sure she wasn’t hurting you. surprisingly, you were able to take it all. she started thrusting it at a slow pace, gradually speeding up, but not quite fast yet. she definitely wanted to fuck you way harder and faster, but she wanted you to get used to the feeling first.

after a few thrusts you started to get used to the feeling, and it was amazing. she sped up her pace a little more, gripping your thighs, and this time she was able to locate your sweet spot, and boy was she about to abuse it. she hit it with every thrust, making you twitch and moan at every wave of pleasure.

“good fuckin’ girl,” she praised, “already taking my cock so well.”

“ellie.. please..” you begged, between moans, “faster..”

“yeah? you sure you can handle it, tough girl?”

you nodded, and she immediately sped up. she fucked you a little faster than you expected, and it was a little too much, but the overwhelming pleasure was, at the same time, addicting. the sounds of your moans and whimpers, her groans, and your wet cunt filled the room. soon, that familiar knot in your stomach started forming again, except this time it was much more intense, causing you to try and grip the couch once again. she realized what was going on, and started using her thumb to rub circles on your clit. you started tearing up from the overstimulation which was the littlest bit painful but also overwhelmingly pleasurable.

“i wanna hear you say my name, baby,” she demanded, “i know you’re close.”

and almost on cue, you came all over her cock as you moaned her name, just as she demanded, as she fucked you through your orgasm and finally pulling out with a slight pop.

— 𓆩♥︎𓆪 —

it had been about an hour since you finished your.. activity. she insisted on getting a bath started for you, and now there you were on her bed, in one of her t-shirts that was a little big on you, freshly out of the bath. you texted your roommate before getting in the bath to tell her you wouldn’t be coming home tonight, and of course, she didn’t mind that at all.

not only were you on ellie’s bed, but you were cuddling her, trying to sleep. she told you you didn’t have to, and that she just enjoys sleeping with body warmth, but you knew better. maybe it was true, but it sure as hell was not the only reason. but you didn’t mind. you acted stupid and like you bought her story, because truth is, you really wanted to cuddle with her, and you were even thinking of similar excuses if she hadn’t brought it up first.

“you awake?” ellie whispered.

“mhm, sort of.” you replied, in a sleepy voice.

“i just, uh,” she paused for a moment, “i just wanted to know. when will i see you again?”

“on our next shift together.” you joked.

“no, dummy, i mean like this.”

you thought about it for a moment.

“i guess we’ll see,” you responded softly, “i’m pretty sleepy. i think we should talk about this later.”

she seemed satisfied with your response, but she still had the fear you were only saying that to be polite, and you didn’t want anything more or didn’t want this to repeat. of course, she’d respect you if that was the case, although she’d be a little disappointed. but she felt there was something more there, something she couldn’t quite put her finger on. you weren’t like any of the other girls she’s hooked up with before. she wasn’t exactly sure what set you apart from them, but she knew there had to be something.

maybe it was just feelings.

but even if it didn’t seem like that was the case because of your shy personality, you wanted something more. just like her.

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Yandere Adventurer NSFW Headcanons

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Mentions of: Dumbification, intimate dreams, bongage, choking, praise and degradation, dry humping, use of the word "slut", masturbating

General:

- First thing to note about Jesse: he is panromantic, meaning he adored his darling for how and who they are. Does he have sexual urges? Yes and those sexual fantasies of his darling develop as he descends into his obsession. Does that mean he feels like he NEEDS to have sex with his darling? Absolutely not. Give him a fleshlight and his darling's undergarments and he's good to go. Would he want to have sex with them? Yes but if they ain't into it, they ain't into it, but that's fine because he just wants to spend every waking minute being with them.

- Jesse is definetly a switch. Yes, he'd love to use his whip to tie your hands above the bed and watch you squirm underneath him in pleasure but he also would love the idea of waking up to see you straddling him and looking down at him with hungry eyes.

- LITERALLY DOESN'T CARE IF YOUR EXPERIENCED OR NOT, HE IS COOL EITHER WAY. If you're inexperienced then he'll try be as gentle as possible, softly guiding you through it and showing where to touch and helping you. Will absolutely stop in the middle of sex if you have any concerns and it's amazing how goes from seductive to listening to you so patiently and smiling softly at you as you speak on your concerns and he tries to reassure you as best as he can or tweak his whole approach and once you're all good, he goes back to being seductive.

- If you're pretty well experienced, he is absolutely excited to see it for himself. Would love to be beneath you even when he's the one domming/topping because he wants to see if he can make you experience an orgasm like you've never felt before or touch you in ways you've never been touched if you let him.

- Jesse would feel an extreme amount of guilt at first. He wakes up in a coldsweat in his tent in the jungle because he had an erotic dream about the two of you and he just pants softly before he rubs his face and tries to shake it out of his head.

"C'mon, Jesse, the hell's wrong with ya?"

- He knows he has feelings for you at this point, he just isn't yet aware of how dark they are. In the beginning, he'd try to wake himself up as fast as he could when he had those dreams but the deeper he becomes obsessed, the more he allows himself to indulge in them.

- You wouldn't know about this either, since he's very good at treating you same as ever. He might be easily flustered around you a lot more but he plays it off as just lack of sleep from researching and adventuring and thats why he's so weird and out of it. But then you look away and he just stares intently at your ass and shakes his head and goes back to what he was doing.

- If you happen to leave an article of clothing or something in the archives of the university you both work at, like a scarf or a jacket or anything else then it is his now. First he would put them over his pillow and cuddle it and pretend it was you but then one night he had one of his damn dreams again and well, he felt absolutely pathetic as he used it to try and get rid of his boner. When he returns it after it loses your scent, he makes up something like that it was in the lost-in-found but really dirty so he took it home and cleaned it. His heart soars when you smiled and thank him but frowns when you ask: "Jesse, you're honestly the most amazing friend anyone can ask for!"

"Aw, shucks, darlin'...That's-...That's real sweet of ya."

- WHEN YOU TWO FINALLY GET TOGETHER, IF YOU WANT TO EXCITE HIM: use the keys you have to get into his house and wait for him nude. He'll come home, tired and exaughster but when he walks in the bedroom and sees you there with your legs spread nice and open for him. He just smiles like a doofus and is quick to strip and jump in bed with you.

Kinks:

Dry Humping: God he will absolutely hump his hips against his bed or his pillow when he thinks or dreams of you. In general, he'd love how sensual and exciting dry humping is. Like, you'll he bent over one of the tables in your shared work spot and you moan softly and desperately as he grinds his hips against you from behind, or maybe you'll wrap your arms around him and grind against his thigh and palm at the bulge in his pants and he'll squeeze your ass through whatever bottoms your wearing. It's like heaven honestly when he looks down at you and your looking up at him, your eyes dreamy and half-lidded but when he hears footsteps of the annoying headmaster, the both of you are talking about the history of some civilization and once he leaves, you and Jesse look at each other and smile. But yeah, you wouldn't even have to be naked for Jesse to want to bend you over the table, just let him hump you from behind and massage your chest as he leaves hickies on your neck.

Fingering: God please just let him shove his fingers in your hole and give you the most pleasure you've ever experienced. His hands are big and calloused from his adventures and sometimes you catch yourself noticing the veins on them. They'll feel so good as he uses them to squeeze your thighs and they'll feel even better once they're inside you. If AFAB, PLEASE LET HIM FINGER YOU IN THE MIRROR. Lean against his chest and moan and beg as his fingers explore inside of you and fuck you so good that you'll keep a hand on his wrist to let him know that he's not done yet. Let him see himself touching that sweet pussy of yours and how he leaves you so nice and wet. If AMAB, him jerk you off and if you'll let him, stretch out your ass. Just him gently whispering about how good his darling is doing for him as he pumps your cock with his hand and praise you for taking his two fingers so well and being so good for your sultry moans and whimpers.

Brat taming: Yandere Adventurer has the whip and the "fuck around and find out attitude". Jesse is a sweet man but even he has his limits, especially if it's his darling trying to tease him sexually or being a little difficult. When he finally gets his hands on you, he will make you absolutely cry as he somewhat mocks you.

"Aw, whats wrong, poor baby? Don't worry, after ya learned your lesson, Jesse'll take care of you real good. Just hold on a lil' longer~"

Pegging: LOOK, IF YOU WANT TO BEND HIM OVER AND TIE HIS HANDS BEHIND HIS BACK WITH HIS OWN WHIP AND RAIL HIM WITH A GIANT STRAP ON, HE WON'T STOP YOU. If you want to grab his lil pony tail and pull it back so you can hear him beg and yell like a whore in his southern drawl, he is down for that. If you want him to get on his knees and suck on your strap on and then grab his hair and face fuck him with it for the fun of it, HE HAS NO COMPLAINTS. But like, only if you want to tho-

Anything that has to do with you sitting on his face: Please let him eat you out. When you're stressed, sometimes he just thinks that maybe you'd be a little less stressed if you just sat on his face and let his tongue take away all the stress from your pretty little head. If you're worried about hitting him, he will reminded you he got trapped in an elephant stampede and survived somehow.

"...A-Are you comparing me to an ELEPHANT?"

"WHA- NAH, I'M JUST- That definely ain't what I meant! See? This is why ya gotta sit on my face so I don't say dumb shit like that-"

".... Have a good day, Jesse-"

"DARLIN', I JUST MEANT TO SAY YA DON'T GOTTA BE AFRAID OF ME GETTIN' HURT!"

Manhandling: Look, he grew up in a farm in the south so he absolutely is able to to toss, choke, and hold you down but since it helped him realize his own strength, he knows how gentle he's gotta be with you too. But yeah him just holding your wrists above your head as he pins you against the wall and his other arm wrapped around your waist so he can fuck you. Or like, 69 you but HE'S STANDING UP. So if you're sucking him off but slowing down, he can grab the back of your hair and bob your head for you as he does his part to make you feel good.

- Bondage: Loves the idea of tying you up and being tied up himself. HE'D BE SO DOWN FOR SUSPENSION but understands if you don't want to do it, but let him tie your hands together and tie your legs apart. Another thing is that he's escaped ropes before so when you tie him up and he acts all whiny and helpless as you tease him, just know that he's actually enjoying it. Also, about those dreams he's had, he's definetly had one where he got stuck in a bunch of tree vines and was suspended from the ground but was exactly crotch level to your face and instead of getting him down, you sucked him off. He walked into a wall the next day and when you asked about his black eye, he tells you that it was a hitman-

- Choking: It goes without saying that Jesse won't try to hurt you, since, after all, he's fucking you so YOU feel good but he does like it when he leaves bruises on your neck from his hands or small indents if his nails and he licks over them when you're both in the bathtub and he's cleaning you up. If you choke him out? Instantly nutting and he's absolutely shameless about it.

Praise/Degradation: If want to be praised, he's got you! He praises you all time in non sexual ways but moments when you're sitting on his lap and he's planning for his latest trip that he decides to be mean and whisper sweet nothings and seductive praise. For degradation, he's a bit hesitant and would want to talk about it since he doesn't think people who love each other should say things like that to each other but if you're into it, watch him slowly enjoy calling you his cockdumb slut. He also likes praise himself, no matter whose being more submissive that session, but if you want to degrade him, he'll hesitantly allow it but the longer he's with you, please call him a manwhore. A pervert who instantly opens his lega for you and only you. Be smug that you got the most amazing and impressive historian underneath you and his eyes are rolled back as you call him some mean names that don't cross over the line TOO much. Whether you're being mean or being nice, he loves it, but he comes to find out that you being a bit mean to him hits different.

- Overstimulation: THIS MAN HAS SO MUCH STAMINA IT IS INSANE. NO TOY CAN OUTDO OR MAKE YOU FEEL HALF AS GOOD FOR AS HALF AS LONG AS HE CAN. Cry as he fucks you through your orgasm, go numb with pleasure as his mouth licks and sucks whatever it can reach, and whimper timidly when you feel his calloused hands grab you and pull you into him because he promises this is the last tine and he'll be done. Alternatively, OVERSTIMULATE HIM. Put him to the test by using so many toys and vibrators on him while having him eat you out or such or bitting into him. Watch as that happy little smile turns into a lip bite as you make him orgasm for the 6th time that night and how he'll hasp in surprise as you get ready to make it 7.

- Dumbification: He loves watching you turn into a babbling mess. He loves having intelligent conversations with you but he also discovered that he loves it when you talk absolute nonsense because his cock is pounding you so good. He will get dumb with you two and soon you both are just two bodies pressed each other mindlessly fucking and he loves it. He loves that all you can do is incoherently beg for him not to stop and that your whines are the only thing that his brain can hear and that the pleasure of his cock being squeezed by you is the only thing he can feel.

#In honour kf my becoming 18 have some smut-#HOPEFULLY THIS ISN'T TOO AWLWARD #yandere oc x reader #male yandere x reader #gender neutral reader #yandere x gn reader #gender neutral nsft #IF IT ISN'T GNC ENOUGH LET ME KNOW IN THE COMMENTS.#oc: Jesse Reeves #yandere adventurer #yandere adventurer x reader #yandere hcs #yandere headcanons #yandere male #male yandere #yandere smut #smut #tw yandere #yandere x reader smut

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ap-kinda-lit · 9 months

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Fun Dragon Ball headcanons

Goku and Vegeta are experienced with video games because of their sons. They even sometimes play them together. Goku's favorite is Sonic the Hedgehog and Vegeta's Mortal Kombat. Vegeta is usually the victor in their matches.

Bulma makes up to Vegeta by letting him give Bulla a middle name. He picks Eschalot of course. He chooses this name after a famous Saiyan princess. Princess Eschalot was known as the ideal Saiyan princess: strong, intelligent, brave, beautiful, and a fierce warrior. She refused to marry and decreed that she only would if the suitor beat her in combat. Not only did she defeat each and every one, she even killed them.

The gang sometimes go to Yamcha's baseball games. The kids even have his baseball cards.

Piccolo's favorite water is from watermelons. Dende's is coconut.

Trunks and Bulla are grossed out when they learn their mother and Uncle Yamcha used to date.

Goku sometimes stops by Tien's school to observe or participate in lessons.

Goku and Chichi planted their own apple tree in their backyard shortly after they married. It's still there all these years later.

Vegeta is very approving towards Mai as a match for Trunks, especially since finding out she was an assassin.

Goku likes to bring Chichi souvenirs from his adventures. They could be a stone from a foreign planet, a seashell from the ocean, or a flower from the mountains.

Vegeta is a secret Taylor Swift fan. He listens to her music when he's training or thinking by himself.

The children like Broly and love to play with him.

Goku can be a jealous husband in a subtle way. If he notices a man checking Chichi out or trying to flirt with her, he will hold her hand and refer to her as his wife or use endearing names towards her.

As far as the public is concerned, Vegeta's a cryptid. Everyone knows his name and recognize him as Bulma Briefs' husband, but that's about it. Nobody knows who exactly he is, where he came from, or how he and Bulma met and got together. It's even more difficult since journalists are too scared of him to approach him for an interview.

Since he can remember, Goku has had dreams where he is floating in a yellow void, surrounded by large shadows of people and muffled voices. Most of the time, he sees and hears a small and friendly woman, a large man with a deep voice, or a short child who likes to knock on glass. Goku doesn't realize until many years later that these are memories of his time in his incubator and the people he was seeing/hearing were his parents and young Raditz.

"Hungry like a Saiyan" or "eat like a Saiyan" are common metaphors among certain alien races.

Krillin stays in touch with his Buddhist roots. He visits temples, even his old temple where he was raised. He sometimes brings 18 and Marron with him.

While it's not shown, Launch does stay in touch with everyone.

Chichi speaks fluent Cantonese and Mandarin. She personally teaches Gohan and Goten from a young age. Goku has even picked up some terms here and there. When she’s angry enough, Chichi will curse in either language.

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suicide-with-dazai · 6 months

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Genshin men - How they prefer to hold hands <3

intertwined. all the way. having his fingers locked in with yours just does somthing for him. feeling safe with you and making you feel comforted. he often takes glimpses of you while you walk side by side, admiring how pretty you look. sometimes when youre sitting together, he will notice your hand on your thigh, and feel compelled to interlock his fingers with yours. all while he leans on your shoulder as you converse.

xiao , scaramouche , heizou , kazuha , venti , tighnari , diluc

just the casual hand-in-hand for him. its beautiful and its close, and means a lot to him that youre by his side. he often rubs the back of your hand with his thumb when he kisses you, and holds your waist with the other. ALWAYS holding your hand, no matter where. poor guy cant get to sleep without having his hand in yours.

kaeya , xiao , cyno , albedo , kaveh , neuvilette

prefers to have you hold onto his arm as you walk the streets, he feels very protective of you - and it shows - the way he eyes the streets for potential threats and always grips you tighter when someone comes close to you. "im just trying to keep you safe" he protests if you question his ways.

tartaglia , xiao , zhongli , neuvilette , cyno , baizhu , scaramouche

loves to have his arm over your shoulder / around your waist instead. this man cant keep his hands off you, and sometimes, holding hands isnt enough - he needs to be directly touching you. squeezing your shoulder every now and then or brushing his thumb across your hip as he holds you. it always makes you melt. his hands are warm and his touch is full of love.

itto , tartaglia , scaramouche , heizou

carries you. he loves feeling your head rest against his chest as he takes you to bed. no matter how heavy you are, he doesnt care. he loves being so close and having you at his fingertips. also likes when you lie down on his lap, he holds you almost like a newborn baby - he just loves you that much and itd kill him to hurt you accidentally.

itto , diluc , xiao , kazuha

piggybacks.

ITTO.

happy almost halloween ^^ <3

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ykscarlett · 3 months

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After he has finished in you, Ghost takes a plug and inserts it into your pussy, explaining that he does not want a single drop of his sperm to flow out, but there is too much of it and it flows out, staining your panties when you walk around the base, and he gives you a look of his damn beautiful eyes ♡

#call of duty #cod fandom #cod mw2 #simon ghost riley #cod mwii #ghost x reader #ghost cod #scarlett’s hc #minors dni #18+ mdni

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its-still-cuppi-cakes · 9 months

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⚠️IF YOU ARE UNDER 18,, LEAVE, THESE ARE NOT FOR YOU. PERIOD. LEAVE. NOW.⚠️

We need more Dom! Guy and Sub! Honey content so Imma do it

Guy loves to tease Honey relentlessly

He's so evil about it

He makes them say what they want and will not do it if they don't

Unlike when they aren't messing around, he doesn't let Honey be mean to him or be sassy

"Can you say it for me, Honey?~" "You already know what I want, Dumbass- Ow!" "That's not how we ask for things~ That's how we get a handprint on that thigh of yours, isn't it, Baby?~"

The PRAISE this man gives Honey💕💕

If Honey is behaving well, he's giving all the praise to them

"Good job, Honey~" "Mhm just like that~" "Fuck, you feel fantastic, Baby~"

Honey whimpers when they sub. Fight with me on this.

Thigh👏and ass👏worship👏

I feel like Guy and an Ass/thigh type of guy

So he's leaving hickeys, bite marks and kisses all over them

He also enjoys watching them wiggle and squirm as he's over them

He holds his gaze as he's watching them pant, whine and buck their hips onto him, trying to get something

Which usually results in a thigh or ass slap

"You have to be patient, Darling~ Can't you wait a little longer for me?~"

He can and will flip Honey over on their tummy and fuck them like that

"Ass up, there we go~"

Honey is already a mess at this point

A sweating, panting, moaning mess

Guy moves their hair out of their face and whispers in their ear "How do you wanna be fucked tonight?~"

They told Guy once that their legs were getting tired and sore

Guy asked "Do you wanna stop?" "Mm-mm.." "Okay then, I'll just hold you up and fuck you into the wall~"

Constantly checking on honey

"You feeling okay, baby? You need me to stop?" "Woah okay, easy, Honey, I want my dick sucked not you hurling your lunch on the carpet. Take it easy, okay?"

If Honey has long hair, he puts it up in a ponytail for them or holds it up

Aftercare

Omg the aftercare

He's massaging your thighs and ass to soothe them

He's making them drink water and ordering food

He lets them wear his shirt to sleep/nap in

Cuddling them even if they act all tough for him

He also cleans them up

Whether that means a warm wash cloth or a shower/bath, he's making sure they are clean after

He's also pulling jokes to make them laugh ofc

And goofing off

"Oh, food's here. Do you think I could answer in my SpongeBob boxers?" "No.." "Yeah.. I should answer it in my Legend of Zelda ones!"

Teasing Honey about being sleepy

Guy: Are you eepy? | Honey: *obviously tired* Mm-mm.. | Guy: You're so cute when you're tired, Honey 💕 | Honey: *tiredly aggressive* MM-MM..

Also teases the marks he left on you

"Dat ass is so red, I know why they call it apple bottom hehehe- OW OW OKOK I'M SORRY HAHA-"

#redacted asmr #redacted #redacted audio #redacted guy #redacted honey #redacted dirty hcs #redacted 18+

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miguel-ohara-wifey · 9 months

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Spiderverse men when they catch you masterbating

Headcanons

Rating: 18+

Peter B Parker

-Peter’s always been a competent lover, although he’s had his doubts about his performance before. It wasn’t anything you two couldn’t work through. All things considered your sex life is quite vanilla.

-You’ve made attempts at kinks in the past but neither of you were feeling it at the time. You two just settled on your physical relationship wouldn’t be anything remarkable.

-That was ended one day when Peter came to your place early from Spider-Maning. He entered into the apartment not immediately making his presence known. He then heard your muffled moans and groans, and the intelligible shouting of a movie playing somewhere. Innocently presuming something must be wrong.

-He shoved his vision through a tiny crack in your doorway. Seeing your comforters pulled just above your hips, with one hand wiggling underneath as the other strangled your mouth shut.

-Adjusting his view, Peter spotted a man in the porno on the tv in your room. Covering a woman’s mouth, as he had her bent over a table. Teasing “Yeah you want them to hear us huh?”, as he started roughly planting himself inside of her. Taunting how loud she’s being, how he denies her the thrill of the being spotted like this. And based off of you simulating the man’s actions. You were fully into it.

-Peter should probably stop watching, but it was far too educational not to. He’s been searching for how to enrich your sex lives. But either nothing clicked or you simply were too embarrassed.

-Soon his own length started an ache as he watched you so excited to being silenced by a a grip on your mouth. To be bent over a table in front of clear windows, easily noticeable by passerby’s. He knew exactly how to make you feel even better now, be pleasured the way you deserve. He figured now was the time to make himself known.

-He bangs his fist against the wood of the door twice, signaling his entrance into the room. As you heard his voice bounce off the walls of your place. You rushed to the remote, pressing the button which reduces the scene of the porno to black. Shooting a look at him wide eyed trying to play off what, even if he didn’t see, what he definitely already heard.

-He grins with an obvious erection in his pants, pushing the door completely open. Taunting how this is why you go to the video store so often. The heat of embarrassment dwarfs the heat of arousal your body held just moments ago.

-Moments after he climbs into bed with you, trailing his left fingers along the left side of your jawline. Planting a quick kiss on your mouth.

“Let’s go to the dining room honey…got a surprise for you.”

Miguel O’Hara

-Miguel and you have always been adventurous, he’s down to try anything with you twice. Bondage, gaging, roleplay, spanking, biting, clawing, etc. He’s all for whatever keeps him in charge and makes you pleased.

-Never was that more apparent when he was drifting between sleep and wakefulness at 2 am. After a long day of working, he decided to check into bed alongside you. With the icy comforters and sheets enveloping him beside you, as his back faced you. His mind was cradled between trying to sleep and being awake. Blissfully on his way to slumber.

-Until he heard you huffing and sighing with next to no intervals in between. Pressing and depressing air from your lungs by sheer force, also as if you’re forgetting too due to something else.

-Then he feels your legs kicking in place under the cover of your shared blanket. Your muscles surely strained by the self imposed, in place exercise. You were clearly horny, and like someone with a headache trying to put a cold rag on there head. When headache medicine isn’t available. You don’t have Miguel’s dick to satiate it. So your fingers suffice.

-Miguel shots his grip towards your wrist, the one permitting pressure to be applied through your vagina. Before you can try to turn around, Miguel’s already on top of you. He’s pinned both your wrists at your sides, you huff previously excited breath across his cheeks. As he’s hovering above you, he inquires in Spanish what made you think that pussy belongs to you.

-You play into the role of the brat which Miguel can’t get enough of, his black boxers already tightening at your needy whining. You attempt to push and shove your way out of his grip. But he just tightens it, almost threatening to crush your dainty wrists compared to his almost Herculean strength.

-Despite the lightless room which boxed you two in, you can see his shit eating grin. Miguel adores when he bosses you around, he feels best when he’s in control. And such an attitude registers amazingly in the bed room. Sure his looks help, but goddamn does he know how to make being submissive feel even better.

-He erases the distance between his lips and your right ear, speaking in plain English. For you to ask nicely for him to fuck you. You don’t want the foreplay to end.

-So you resolve to keep squirming, feeling the wetness already spilled from your pussy to your pants rubbing against his bare thighs. As you tried to kick free. But his body weight itself is the cage, there’s no way to push him off.

-But the fact you tried makes his smile grow, as he whispers again with a chuckle at the start.

“Time to teach you a lesson about touching yourself without my permission Bebita…”

Hobie Brown

-Hobies never been the type to be insecure about your sex lives. Sure his career as a rockstar, his activism, and his usual spidermaning has pulled him away from you more times than he would’ve liked. But all and all it hasn’t damaged your relationship. Doesn’t help you get awfully lonely when he has to embark on a serious mission or concert without you.

-It’s you who gets insecure for the both of you in all honesty. How an accomplished rockstar, superhero, and champion of the people would pick you? After years of dating you’ve yet to deduce how in the sea of supermodels, celebrities, and fellow rockstars who’ve thrown themselves at Hobie. He pushed them all aside and pulled you out, choosing to stay with you. You can’t understand, sometimes it frustrates you.

-Manifesting when he was away again, and you tried to swirl your fingers at your g spot as he was gone. You imagined it was his fingers, expect thinner and shorter. And he’d actually be good at it. Sure you do your best to come by your own hands if hobie was unavailable. But you’re largely unsuccessful, and porn made by men isn’t entirely helpful. You try and try, your growing anger at yourself hits a breaking point.

-Growling like a pissed off puppy on the couch, grabbing a pillow beside you and throwing it at the window. Hobie got hit instead right as he came through, it smacked right on his palm as his spidey sense warned him moments before you threw it.

-You stood up and ran towards him, once he stood on the floor of your home days earlier than he said he’d be back. You hugged him, he chuckled patting your back. He asked if you missed him, you laugh off how of course you didn’t.

-He then spots the used vibrator on the floor, you had forgotten about it. Only when his eyes drew upward next to the couch. Did the memory set itself back into your skull. Before the embarrassment could hit you, like seconds before shock settles in after a punch in the gut.

-Hobie asks almost innocently if you know how, cause he can tell that vibrators looks barely used. And considering how easily you got up to hug him. Your body isn’t pleased at all. You solemnly admit to him, not able to look him in the eyes.

-He grins, taking your hand and heading to bed. Inquiring how he must be away too much for you to not know how to do this. You two have certainly had sex, fantastic sex. But it’s been so long since then, and the fact you’ve never learned how to get yourself off on your own.

-Hobie now feels obligated to teach you how, considering his life will only get busier. And for now you two will have to be apart for longer than he wishes. He’ll certainly help you through it in every way possible.

“Don’ worry love…I’ll help you out real nice.”

Spider-Man Noir

-Noir’s extremely attentive, almost overbearing in some ways. But you two were usually on the same page in regards to that. One day you come down with a flu, the worst one you’ve experienced in your life. You need to take off time from work cause your body’s functionally unable to do anything besides the bare necessities of life.

-You insisted to Noir you don’t need to be watched and can take care of yourself. His habit of overcompensating gets the better of him, and regardless stays with you for a few days on end.

-Doing your dishes for you, cooking for you (with your supervision naturally), and pressing you to stay in bed. Sure the cold was bad but you hate depending on others. Sure noir taught you how to trust and rely on other people. Cause if he can excel anywhere it’s helping people.

-However with your cutting headache, blistering coughs, and your nose being choked by snot. Your patience for his insecurity is thin. You bubble it up not to take it out on him. He’s just trying to help, but goddamn a few moments of privacy would be nice.

-You had to achieve such while protecting his feelings, you know how he’s spent a lot of his life alone. Weather out of unfortunate life circumstances or self-infliction. So the few people he has in his life, it’s hard for him to notice when he’s being clingy.

-Your plan now is to hide the tomato soup cans he bought you. And kindly ask him to get some more from the store. He promises he’ll be right back with the soups. As you then print off a list from your pencil to a paper. Telling him while he’s there might as well get everything else you need. He’s more than willing.

-Once he’s gone, you can finally satiate your horniness. Of course you two haven’t had sex since you’ve gotten sick. You didn’t want to pass around the cold, the last thing Spider-Man needs is to get sick. But you have a hot rod magazine under your bed just in these scenarios.

-Sure they’ll do in absence of your one and only, with your favorite page propped up on your pillow. The naked beautifully toned man staring back at you. As your fingers mined through the space between the walls of your vagina. On your back, with your eyes pushed as far back to keep your vision on the pornography.

-You take your time, having ensured on the list you got him stuff at the back of the store. Which will take him ages and the lines will surely add up in the time it takes.

-Noir bursts in halfway through, seeing everything. Your position, the magazine. Realizing with his detective skills, that you lied to get him to leave the house. You sit up and try to explain away. However, he takes it in stride how he was being overbearing. He sits on the edge of the bed as you get up to sit beside him. How you’re sorry you didn’t just say anything directly, and he promises to trust your word when he’s not needed.

“Thanks darlin, I know I can be…a lot…”

#18+#spiderverse #spiderverse hcs #miguel ohara #miguel o’hara #Peter B Parker #Hobie Brown #Soiderman noir #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel ohara x reader #hobie brown x reader #Peter b Parker x reader #spiderpunk #Spider-Man 2099 #Spider-Man #Spider-Man noir x reader #hcs

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