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kinktober | your woman - e.m.

kinktober day four - taped

pairing: eddie munson x plus size!reader

wc: 5.48k

summary: your little friends with benefits deal with eddie was more than you first intended. when eddie asks you if you'd be okay if he recorded the next time you guys hooked up, you were all in. but, you didn't think he'd end up with his phone camera recording himself asking you to be his girl. especially not in a guest room at robin's annual halloween party.

warnings: 18+ ONLY!, minors are never welcomed. jealous!reader, making a sex tape, fingering, oral (f receiving), dirty talk, raw penetration (p in v), *wrap it up fr tho.*, pet names, eddie being eddie

reblogs, comments and likes are so very much appreciated i hope everyone is enjoying this!

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EDDIE WAS ALWAYS INSATIABLE. in every way, of course. everything he wanted, he begged for. at least from you.

it wasn't like you two were a thing officially, it started in high school when the two of you were graduating. he came up to you at a party, being eddie's usual self and flirting with you. though you weren’t receptive at first, it didn’t mean you never would be.

so he kept trying, even after high school the fall after you two graduated, he found you at another party. neither of you went to college, but had mutual friends in college. so, that night you went to meet up with robin, he cornered you.

and also that night, started a year long relationship that had no title, no expectations. and even though you weren’t sleeping with anyone else, and he wasn’t sleeping with anyone else, you had a territorial problem.

so when eddie brought the subject up for the first time, you were all in. he didn’t even have to beg you, he just asked and you told him he could any time. truthfully, you’d do anything he wanted to do.

he wanted to make a tape with you, but in general wanted to record you while he fucked you.

“do you think, i don’t know, would you be okay if i recorded you during sex?” he asked, abashedly. eddie didn’t know if he even had the right to ask. he didn’t even know what the two of you really were.

“you want to record me while you fuck me?” you asked, making sure that this is what you were hearing.

“i do.” he smiled, nervously and excitedly when he noticed you didn’t immediately shut it down.

“okay.” you smiled. he just swallowed, smiling and leaned over to kiss you.

it’d been a week since then, and when eddie finally saw you again it was the night of robin’s infamous halloween party she threw every year. the concept of recording you taking him in every way had been plaguing his mine, but tried to act completely normal at the same time.

which he managed. but he couldn’t stop thinking about it.

to get into robin’s party, you had to wear a costume and of course eddie was excited about this. you on the other hand were a little dreadful.

“is this a kids party or what?” you mumbled as you adjusted your costume.

you chose to go as carrie. a long pink rose silk dress covered your body and hugged your curves softly, of course drenched in fake blood from head to toe with a prom queen crown sitting on your head. eddie had the pleasure of watching you douse yourself in said blood not even a few minutes ago, right after you pulled the pretty dress over your full figure.

of course you forgot to mention that when you weren’t wearing a bra that night and just so happened to step out just in your panties to get ready, he had to be peeled off of you just so you could get ready.

another thing about eddie, he was a little obsessed with you.

“you hate fun,” eddie tsked and adjusted his hair to be even more frizzy. of course eddie decided to go as eddie van halen, which you told him was maybe too literal.

“so what do you think of my costume?” eddie gleamed and you turned from the mirror to look at him.

“you look like you did yesterday. you literally just look like yourself.” you deadpanned and he pouted. he was wearing a jean vest with no shirt underneath, brown leather skinny jeans and a bandana around his neck. you had to help him tease his hair to get it like the picture he showed you, but over all he just looked him himself but times ten.

“okay, but do i look hot? like, would you fuck me right now?” he asked and grabbed his guitar pick just to hold.

“you’re gonna bring the guitar pick but not the actual guitar?” you said nodding to his wall, the dark red abstract guitar collecting dust.

“oh, she’s not going anywhere tonight.” he replied and you shook your head.

“but yes, eddie you look hot and i would fuck you right now. if we wouldn’t be any later than we already are, come on let's go,”

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robin greeted you at the door of her new townhouse, excited for her housewarming party to turn into a halloween party.

“i thought couples usually match costumes.” robin teased as she pulled you away from eddie.

“we’re not a couple,” you said bitterly as she pushed past people drinking, smoking and dancing together under the blacklight and into the hospital lit kitchen.

“you guys have come to every single one of my parties, together. you guys leave every single one of my parties, together. what do you call that?” she suggested over the loud music.

while she bickered you scanned over the house, the spacey living room that led into an archway to the kitchen. on the kitchen island were large bottles of alcohol pushed together in the middle of the marble, ranging from vodka to rum to tequila.

“we’re friends.”

your hand went to grab the bottle of pink whitney, grabbing a little shot glass and pouring yourself one to the rim. robin grabbed one with a scoff and you poured her one, setting the bottle down and facing each other.

“to friends,” she said smugly. you just rolled your eyes.

“to friends,”

it didn’t take long for you to lose eddie at the party, as per usual. it’s always how it went, you and he would split up and hardly look each other's way, just to text each other when the other wants to leave and meet outside.

but today you were especially needy, and after roughly three cups of mixed drinks and many many shots, you rip away from robin and nancy to find him. it was dark, smokey and you were in need for something of eddie. weed, his hands, his voice.

you found him of course, but not like you expected. part of you expected him to be sitting in a corner with his friends smoking a blunt, which he was, but instead of just his friends he was the only one with a girl on his lap.

now he told you that he wouldn’t mess around with anyone but you especially if he thought about wanting to go bare with you, but you didn’t believe him.

the music was thumping and the alcohol made you feel a little better in terms of confidence, especially being in a silk dress with no bra and skimpy panties so there wasn’t a panty line. you felt sexy, covered in blood with your hair down and as you came into his view, eddie took a drag of his blunt and looked you up and down.

his friends greeted you with enthusiasm, happy to see you again after being out of their company for so long. another thing was, regardless of who you were to eddie, his friends still loved you.

“hellooo,” you dragged but kept your eyes on eddie, and not the thin girl making her spot in eddie’s lap.

“can i have a hit?” you kindly asked eddie, and the girl looked at you with an awkward smile.

“eddie’s a little busy right now, maybe you guys can smoke later?” the girl suggested and you looked at her, then looked at eddie.

you weren’t expecting him to say anything. but a part of you wanted him to. you wanted him to feel the need to tell her that you were the one he was taking home that night, but he didn’t.

“is that right eddie?” you asked, raising an eyebrow as you looked between the two.

“we were just, uh, kinda talking?”

you pinched your lips into a thin line and nodded, turning to one of his friends. his friends on the other hand were watching the interaction, waiting for the other shoe to drop and for you to curse eddie out.

you could see him gulp before you turned to one of his friends.

“can i buy any from one of you?” you asked, ignoring eddie completely and watched as one guy you really didn’t know the name of pulled out his fanny pack.

“how much?” he asked and you walked to stand in front of him where he sat on a couch, and you sat knee to knee with him on the coffee table that held empty bottles and ash trays.

“mm, just enough for a joint.” you smiled. you could feel eddie’s eyes on you, burning into the side of your figure but you didn’t acknowledge him. why would you?

you were used to being single, textbook single. single, nonetheless. you were quick to leave when things got stupid between you and eddie, not caring and not thinking twice. eddie knew that. he’d been on the shit end of the stick when he fucked up one too many times. being ignored by you, blocked and never putting up a fight because it was never worth it to you.

he wasn’t going to ruin your night. not when the day was going so well, with him or not.

you watched his friend bag up the weed, and even give you a cigar wrap to roll it with. you go to take out the money you slipped in the cup of the dress that held your heavy breasts together, but he stops you.

“pretty girls don’t need to pay, it’s on me.” he smiled, and you blushed. he was cute, not compared to eddie but definitely your type.

“well,” you said as you took the baggie and the cigar packet and stood up in front of him, looking down, “come find me later n’ maybe i can give you something to say thank you?”

at this point, eddie was non-existent. you were focused on the man with black locs that were in slight waves, and stubble on his jaw.

“actually,” you paused and sat back down. “do you think you can roll this for me?”

eddie was fuming. the girl on his lap held his interest no longer, and his eyes were bored into the natural flow of your interaction with his buddy danny. you seemed genuinely interested, serious about wanting to give him a thank you gift.

he watched as danny took the baggie and started to roll for you, grinding the weed and putting it into the wrap, all while you watched. not once looking his way. soon, danny sealed the blunt and actually had the nerve to put the blunt between your lips and spark it himself.

you inhaled, exhaled the smoke in danny’s face and leaned in close, close enough to smell the tequila on his lips, “thank you.”

you got up with the blunt between your fingers and left, walking away back to the kitchen where nancy and robin resided. they were laughing in the corner as they passed a bottle between each other, and when you got closer they got excited and hugged you.

“you got weed from eddie?” robin asked as she handed you the bottle and you handed her the blunt.

“nope.” you smiled and took a swig, having robin pass the blunt back to you. she looked at you quizzically.

“one of his friends. actually i’m going to need a ride home, eddie’s probably taking someone else home tonight.” you said nonchalantly, huffing and puffing on the blunt until the mix of tobacco and weed burned your lungs.

you didn’t even get to take another swing of the bottle before the girls’ eyes are looking up a little, and you feel a tug on your arm that yanks you back. you turn with the blunt between your lips and eyebrows pinched.

“are you fucking crazy?” eddie gritted, the grip on your arm only tightening when you breathe in the smoke and taking the blunt from between your lips with your other hand.

“can you fucking let me go?” you snarled, ripping your arm from his grasp and walking backwards.

“what’s your issue?” he asks, and you pass the blunt to robin before you step closer to him.

“go fuck her eddie. why are you bothering me when you have a really really pretty girl on your lap? weren’t you just, uh, kinda talking?” you mocked, lowering your voice to match his. no one was paying attention to you, not even robin or nancy could hear you. instead they just moved further aside.

he just grabs you again, dragging you away from the kitchen and up the stairs to the first room he sees, which just so happened to be a guest room. he yanked you inside and locked the door, letting the only light shine being from outside and the little lamp on the bedside table.

“you know i only take you home every night right? we leave every place we go to together, together. even if we don’t go together— you’re always back in my bed. you know i choose you.” he tried, but you weren’t having it.

you were already irritated, the audacity for him to make you feel the way he did when he didn’t shoo the girl off immediately.

“whatever, i don’t care. i’m not your fucking girlfriend so who cares? do whatever you want. i’m not arguing with you at a party. i’m supposed to be getting drunk, not standing here with you.” you said and tried to walk past him, but he grabbed your wrist and pulled you in front of him.

“you want to be my girlfriend, baby?” he asked you as his breath fanned on your face.

you smiled sweetly. “no.” you crossed your arms over your chest and moved your head to the side.

“if i wanted a boyfriend, i’d probably choose the one who gave me free weed, not the one brushing me off for another girl.”

he just chuckled darkly, grabbing you by your hips and leading you to hit the edge of the bed with the back of your knees. “ i think you’re lying. you don’t want him, sweet girl. i know you want me. why else would you be trying to make me jealous?”

“i’m going home eddie,” you tried as he pushed you back by your shoulders so you’d land on the bed. you just propped yourself up on your elbows and watched him as he pulled his phone out and threw it beside you.

he crawled over you, lifting your dress by skimming his fingers up your leg and under the fabric to hike it up over your hip.

“if i asked you to be my girlfriend, would you say yes?” he asked, watching the dress pool around the fat of your hips, revealing the lacy red underwear you had on underneath.

you huffed, the cold air hitting your thighs when a breeze came in through the window. “no.”

he sat straight up on his knees, still straddling you but now unbuttoning the leather jeans to slide them down to his knees.

“mmm,” he hummed as his cock strained against his briefs, palming himself over while you watched him. your mouth was salivating already, forgetting how you ended up here almost bare to him, but not questioning it. “i think you’re wrong. i think you would say yes,”

he grabbed the string of your underwear and pulled it down your thighs, letting them fall as you wiggled your feet to drop them from your ankles.

“maybe we should record this for evidence, just so you can watch it back and see why i think,” he paused and smiled, “why i know, you’d say yes.” he was smug, confident, and had you wrapped around his finger.

you knew your jealousy maybe might’ve been misplaced, projecting about the fact that you two weren’t official and he’d never bothered to ask you either. you weren’t really allowed to feel this way when he wasn’t yours.

it just always felt like no matter what he did to piss you off or make you cry, you’d always be his.

he grabbed the phone, messing with the screen until the flash came on and stayed on. he never showed your face, only pointing the camera between your thick thighs when he shuffled downwards to spread your legs.

“look at you,” he hummed, getting closer to your heat when he spread your lips, the flash making your slick glisten for him. you were leaking, your arousal dripping out of your hole as he recorded every second of it.

“eddie,” you whined, moving to close your legs but he pushes them apart, his camera getting a shot of your bare bottom half with the dress at your waist.

“was my baby jealous tonight? you only want me to yourself?” he asked, inhaling the scent between your legs, “i did not know you could be so greedy,” he teased.

he let his phone record your cunt when he pushed two fingers into you and started to fuck your hole like that, purely because he wanted to feel how wet you were for him. you were soaking, your arousal leaking from your hole and around his fingers.

the phone was getting everything. the sounds of your cunt squelching around his fingers, the way your trimmed bush covered your mound, the way his fingers shone with your juices. he didn’t even know where to look, the phone or the real thing. he chose the real thing, but looking at the phone periodically to make sure you were still in view.

“fuck, eddie,” you couldn’t help but react to the stretch of his rough fingers, the ones that always wrapped around your throat when he fucked you on your back, or the ones that held your hand to help you down the stairs.

you were still aware that there was a party going on downstairs, still smelling weed smoke and the alcohol on your breath, but too focused on the fact that eddie was recording your every movement.

his fingers fucked you gently, not nearly as rough as he would, and you whined in reaction. eddie just watched you throw your head back when he stopped recording and threw the phone next to you, moving to let his tongue run over your cunt. his fingers kept you spread while he lapped at your hole, but you knew he was rushed.

eddie was too excited to finally record you, to finally have something he can watch over and over again until you’re able to satiate his craving for you again. he loved you like this, jealous and bothered by the fact that the two of you had no ties together.

eddie wanted ties. but you didn’t seem like the type to want that. at least, he thought so.

“get on your hands and knees, do that for me,” eddie said in the usual rasp he had after he smoked, and you opened your eyes at the loss of contact to look at him.

you were breathless from the sliver of pleasure he gave you, and needy for the hardness under his briefs. but you did it quick, sitting up and moving your body to get on your hands and knees except instead of holding yourself up on your hands, you grabbed a pillow and used it to rest your head on so that your ass was in the air for him.

the silk rose dress that was drenched in blood just pooled at your waist, letting you expose both holes to him, wet and needy. eddie frantically looked for the phone again, grabbing it and went back to the recording screen.

“fucking shit,” he whispered, the flash letting him see all of you. your holes were throbbing, aching for him to fill and take his spot that practically had his name branded on.

regardless of titles, you were his. even if he wasn’t yours.

“eddie,” you whined as your cheek pressed into the pillow, feeling his hand spread you open to the cool air, and to the camera of his phone.

“what is it, baby? you need me? wanna show my camera how fucking needy you are?” he taunted as he landed a spank on your ass cheek, of course eddie recorded him play with you as he liked.

as he pulled your round ass cheeks apart and spit on your puckered hole, moving the camera to show his thumb rubbing the rim of your asshole, and moved to press into it while you flinched at the touch.

“eddie, what the fuck,” you gasped as you felt his thumb slide into the tight hole with restraint, feeling an odd pressure that soon turned into the pleasure of something being filled.

you’d take what he’d give you, because the entire recording thing was for his pleasure. you knew he wanted to get every angle, every scenario, every moment of you naked and aching for him so he didn’t have to imagine your sinful activities together 一 he could just open his photos app and watch as he tore you apart.

he slid his thumb in and out of your hole as slow as possible, and you heard the mattress squeak and felt it dip, not feeling eddie’s clothed thighs behind yours anymore. they were naked, skin to skin and you felt the phone thud next to your leg, his thumb still curled inside of you when you felt his wet tip hit your cunt. you couldn’t help the gasp that left you, and you waited for the pressure to stretch you out, but it never came.

so when you tried to push your hips back onto him, he gripped your asscheek to spread it and hold you there.

“uh-uhn, you have to wait.” he said and you let out a cracked whine, and then saw the flash turn on again.

eddie had the phone in his hand above you, up to his chest to get all of your curves, the bareness up to the middle of your back where the blood-soaked dress sat, and his tumb still wet and sliding in and out of you.

“you want my dick, baby?” he asked, recording you wiggling your ass and trying to sink onto him.

“please, eddie, don’t tease me,” you whined, lifting yourself up just a tiny bit to look over your shoulder, getting a hard glimpse of eddie’s sinister smile, watching through the screen of his phone.

“tell me, tell me you want it and it’s yours,” he demanded softly. it was a simple demand with heavy baggage to it.

“i want it, please i want your dick so bad, please give it to me,” you whined beautifully, eddie realizing he’d get to hear you like this all over again whether it’d be on his phone or in person.

the sensation of being recorded while in your most vulnerable state sent shockwaves to your cunt, and he felt your hole clench around the small of his tip. it was so erotic, so exposing, and the simple act alone meant there was more trust you put into eddie than the both of you realized.

you’d trust eddie with your life, and when he finally sinks into your tight hole, you realize there wasn’t anyone else you’d rather trust with your body, your mind, your image.

“my f-” you sputtered, the single sound of trying to say fuck dragging out when eddie groans behind you.

eddie was catching everything, and for some reason watching himself stretch you out around the girth of his cock made him bite into his lip hard enough to draw blood.

“fuck baby, you look so fucking good,” he said breathlessly, “like you were fucking made to be on camera,”

he drew in and out of you, each time admiring the way you molded around him, how your skin was littered with little beauty marks and stretch marks. he could say he was in love with you, but you might reach back and try to slap him.

he bottomed out, his balls slapping against your cunt with each stroke and groaned with every clench. eddie recorded all of it, and let the camera catch the way your slick was gathering in a ring around his cock. he was high off of you, delirious from how you felt squeezing him like you did.

he felt like he was gonna go insane with how you moaned and whined for him in every way.

“eddie, eddie, eddie,” you chanted in moans, responding to the way he made you so full. so full of him.

your hand reached down blindly as you face planted into the pillow, moving your head to the side and finding where his cock slid in and out of you. eddie saw you start to position yourself to touch your clit, and moved the camera to the underside, capturing the way you rubbed your clit for him from below. he could feel the tips of your fingers brushing against the shaft of his cock, and he let out a throaty, cracked moan.

he moved his camera back to your spread cheeks and noticed how you started to bounce back on him, spreading your legs wider to be more accessible for him. by now, you completely forgot how you got here. you forgot that you were at a house party, robin’s house party with people walking up and down the stairs to go to restrooms and find their own vacant room.

it was exhilarating, and you wanted more so you started to meet the rhythm of his thrusts. you were able to feel him everywhere, deep inside to the point your legs felt like they were trembling already.

before you could move your hand anymore, eddie managed to grab your arms and place them at your back to grip them by your wrists. your hair was a mess, the prom queen crown laying on the mattress beside you, and tears forming in your eyes when you felt your cunt clench continuously around him.

eddie wasn’t missing anything. he had it all on tape, filming every moment of you squeezing around him. you consumed him completely, and the feeling of you so snug around him and realizing no one else would ever be able to have you like this — it was pushing the feeling in the pit of his stomach.

“tell me baby,” he said in a huff, “tell me you’re mine, this pussy’s mine,”

you cried at his words, feeling his pace pick up and the force of his thrusts becoming harder. it was nudging the inside of your cervix, pressing at your spot that he knew all too well. he was so much to take, too much to not feel pleasure and the prick of pain. it was everything to you.

“you know this pussy’s mine. you want me tell everyone you’re my fucking girl?” he grunted, the phone becoming hard to focus on as he remembered why he was doing this in the first place.

“yes! eddie, yes! i want it, please,” you confessed, desperate for a release. he restrained you as his hips snapped against yours, the sound of wet skin emanating in the room. loud enough for anyone outside the door to hear.

but you didn’t care.

eddie let go of your wrists and curled his body over yours for his stomach to touch your back, reached the phone around to the front of your face. he used his free hand to grab the base of your throat and pull you up just a little more so the camera got to see all of it.

“that’s right, princess, say it again for me, think i need to hear it again,” he teased breathlessly. you didn’t even know how he was able to talk so much with how heavy he was breathing over you.

the feeling of his palm on your throat with his fingers on the sides made your cunt clench again and he just chuckled, moving his hand from your throat to grab your hair. he yanked your head back softly and pulled you up to where you tried to grasp for the blanket, but instead settled to rest on his thighs that held you in place.

“i’m your girl, ‘m yours, please ‘m yours,” you whined. eddie could feel the vibration against his palm and his cock twitched at your words.

he felt his release begging, and you were holding on for as long as you could until he tells you to cum. he knew that too, and he took advantage of it.

“you sound so pretty baby, my pretty fucking girlfriend. all fucking mine, goddamn,” he said and buried his face in your neck, ignoring the burn in his arm for holding the phone far at an upper angle to get all of you.

“mine?” you choked, wanting to ask a certain question but couldn’t form the words through your moans and sobs.

you didn’t think he’d understand, but by the innocent, curious, desperate tone in the moan you choked — he did.

“i’m yours baby, of course i’m fucking yours, ‘m all yours,” eddie heaved buried in your neck, his hand twisted in your hair to rest your head on his shoulder.

you were bent in odd angles that nobody has ever put you in before, no one had even bothered to take you out of doggy style. not to mention that he was recording every minute of it, not even knowing how his phone hadn’t died yet.

but this was intoxicating. you were addicted and couldn’t get off of him, even if you tried.

you were desperate. but you were only desperate for him. and through each moan he coaxed out of you, forced out of you by the abruptness of his thrusts — he knew.

“‘m gonna cum, eddie, gonna cum for you,” you whined at the ceiling, your eyes dropping with every frantic thrust his hips provided. it was too much, everything was too much.

before eddie could even speak, he dropped the phone on the mattress and let go of your hair, wrapping both arms around your waist and making you sit on his lap practically. he was fucking up into you as your body leaned into his and shook, squirming in his grip as you cried and moaned.

the pulsing around his cock only made him grunt, letting his forehead hit your shoulder until it perked up again at your words.

“cum inside of me, please, please cum inside,” you begged as you felt his thrusts and rhythm breaking, recognizing the sound of his voice and the moans he was making that he was close.

eddie panting in the crook of your neck, and you could still feel the sensation of his balls slapping against your cunt until he stilled inside of you. his cock twitched, and you felt heat spread within your pussy, ropes of his release filling you.

the full sensation was overwhelming, so much that your legs started to tingle again as you could start to feel the tip of his cock nudging you inside.

you were full of him, all of him and he sank his teeth into the arch of your neck as if he were a vampire, biting down until his hips stopped the stutter.

“mmmmm,” you hummed, letting your body slump against his. you were still half dressed, the pink silk still at your waist and you were praying that the fake dried blood on your body didn’t get on the sheets.

your eyes fluttered closer, sulking in the warmth of his arms as the breathing between you two began to regulate. but eddie needed to get you in his bed as soon as possible. though he really loved the sex, his second favorite was having you curled into his body while he held you tight.

“mm-mm, no, you gotta get up and get dressed so we can go back to mine,” he said as he finally pulled out of you, bending you over again to have you face down and supporting yourself on your knees.

“eddie, wait,” you budged, thinking he was going in for another round. he’d have plenty of time as your boyfriend to go rounds, just not tonight.

“hold on babe, i have to get the money shot,” he said in a lighthearted tone, fully serious and grabbing the phone to quickly open the camera again and take a video up close of your hole pushing out most of what he released inside of you. you squirmed and whined as the cool air hit your wetness, but he enjoyed it even more.

“fuck me,” he said in a breath as he held your ass open, and let out a whistle,

“so are you really my girlfriend or were you just saying that?”

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ilygetou · 9 months

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heyy love ! can I request a villain izuku ! x female reader ! I would like to see reader being a spoiled “ daddy’s gurl “ n’ izuku is sent on a mission to kidnapp her n’ make her dad pay off the debt to him 👙 the drabble is nsfw of course ! also kinks can be : degrading, dumfriction, pet play n’ a bit of body worship ! ( you can write this request only if you’re comfortable with it / have motivation for it ! )

DEBT COLLECTOR, IZUKU MIDORIYA.

Oh no! your father forgot to pay back some debt! :( & that resulted in having an infamous villain; izuku midoriya more known as “deku” to come and kidnap you and force you to stay at his hideout until your father pays back his debt. But! your father seems to be hiding somewhere to avoid paying back his debt, oh well! izuku has no choice but to send your father a little video tape that may convince him to come out and pay back his missing debt! <3

CW. dubcon, kidnapping, pet play, usage of pet names, orgasm denial, edging, kinda bimbo! reader, degrading (he’s v mean), overstimulation, face fucking (sorta?), non con recording, blackmailing, size kink, finger sucking, cum swallowing, facial, doggystyle, choking, hair pulling, pussy slapping (1), dacryphilia, dumbification, spitting, & creampie.

note. this took way too long i’m so sorry😭 i put my whole pussy into this, it’s like 4,500 words</3

Getting sent into a mission to kidnap an innocent girl because of her father forgetting to pay back some debt? the villain could almost feel bad, poor you getting dragged into this huge mess just because of your careless father.

but izuku isn’t the type of person who would turn down a huge sum of money. At first, he didn’t want to do this mission but the person who assigned him the mission promised him a huge amount of money if he did the job correctly. And now that money was involved, he couldn’t say no, he could never say no to money.

izuku is pretty confident about his strength & skills so kidnapping you should be a piece of cake. His plan went on like this; 1. kidnap you 2. threaten your father by using you as a hostage 3. your father paying up the money he forgot to pay back 4. releasing you. 5. getting his paycheck.

pretty nice, easy plan if you ask izuku.

you were currently out, on your way back home. Izuku was hiding inside his van behind a huge sign covering his vehicle, you had a grin plastered on your face, lips plum n’ glossy as you were chewing a bubble gum, your shirt too tight and small — your breasts particularly spilling out the skimpy top, your skirt was short if you just try to bend over izuku is pretty sure anyone behind you would get a perfect view of your ass.

well this should be interesting for izuku. He thought he’d be dealing with a decent looking girl, not too pretty and not ugly either but probably wouldn’t pique the villains interest. but by the looks of it he will be dealing with a slutty one, a very gorgeous one if he may add.

izuku hopped off his van, watching from a distance how you made your way into a quieter area that was not so full with people, this would make the job easier for izuku.

izuku approached you, hands in his pockets with a fake-smile on his face. “hello, y/n if i may assume?” the green haired villain uttered in a sweet, soft voice. you immediately looked up at him with a small smile, “yes? do i know you?” izuku chuckled as he removed a hair strand from your face, “i’m one of your fathers good friends, been friends with your old man for a long time” izuku came with a half assed lie that you immediately believed.

you snorted out a laugh, “my father? you know him? but you look young to be friends with my father” izuku patted your head before bending down and whispering something in your ear, “let’s go talk in a more private area, yeah?” you squint your eyes in suspicion before nodding your head, the freckles covering the guy's face and his sweet smile along with his soft voice made you trust him so easily.

izuku smirked as you continued following behind him, the dumb smile you had on your face as you hummed a song not knowing what was about to happen to you as you kept following izuku to where he had his vehicle parked.

izuku stopped in his tracks, you raised a brow in confusion before eyeing the big white van in front of you — “is this your..what should I call it? erm.. car?” you snorted, a small laugh escaping you. You were obviously making fun of him, mocking him even. Izuku clicked his tongue, do you really think an infamous villain like him would be driving an old vehicle like this? Izuku let out a sigh before his fake smile returned back, “yes, it’s kinda in a bad shape though, got into so many accidents.”

you didn’t respond to midoriya and gave him your back as you started inspecting the vehicle, it was white & dirty, it also looked old. It’s definitely not something you’d never step your foot in. While you were taking your sweet time, midoriya took out a piece of cloth and without making any noises — he slowly creeped up from behind and placed it on your mouth.

Your eyes widened in shock, you tried to struggle but izuku was much bigger and stronger than you. You kept trying to get out of his grasp before you slowly began losing consciousness. “well, that wasn’t so hard,” midoriya chuckled to himself.

You started regaining consciousness, your vision was a bit blurry, you saw a muscular figure approaching you and your eyes immediately widened. You immediately got reminded of everything that happened a few hours ago, you tried moving but found yourself unable to, your hands were chained against the wall but your legs were free, you tried speaking up only for your voice to be muffled from the duct tape covering your mouth.

“oh? you’re already up? took you long enough” the figure in front of you spoke and you immediately recognized it as the sweet man from earlier. Who also claimed to be one of “your father’s good friends.” You had a semi-confused look on your face, making midoriya look you up and down before slowly bending down to reach your face, “listen here sweetheart, your father forgot to pay back some debit that he was supposed to pay a long time ago but because of someone (you) your father had some hard timing paying it all back” izuku paused for a moment, scanning the look on your face.

“And, until your father pays all the money back, you’ll be held back here, don’t worry nothing will happen to you at least i haven’t been assigned to do anything to you, yet” your eyes were filled with terror, you had so much stuff to say but that stupid tape wasn’t giving you a chance to do so.

For the past two hours, you’ve been trying to break free from the chains — izuku was watching you from a distance do so, your breasts bouncing everytime you moved which made this worthwhile of midoriya’s time.

“careful there, if you move again you may accidentally flash me your tits” you felt your face heat up in embarrassment, your eyes slightly twitching in annoyance. Izuku’s attention went from you to his buzzing phone, he took out his phone and answered the call without looking at the caller id.

“yeah she’s here” “no, she won’t be going anywhere i chained her up” “mhm, i’ll see what i can do” “yeah, i’ll give you updates” “oh? anything? alright then.” you seemed to be confused by the villain’s nonchalantly responses, he then soon ended the call and his attention was all fixed on you.

“that was my ‘boss’, he called for updates on the situation... nevermind that though, he said i can do anything i want with you since your father seems to be hiding somewhere to escape paying back his debt, too bad for you.” your eyes widened in shock, your father was not in debt. you were sure of that.

your father was a nice, sweet, gentleman that everyone liked and trusted. He never loaned money from anyone, at least that’s what you thought. Your father spoiled you with expensive stuff all the time, bags, make-up, clothes, and a new car every year.

It was so obvious that your father loved you so, so much. So, why is he not telling the cops about this? Is he not concerned about you or your safety? You’ve been gone for almost half of the day.

Izuku has snapped you out of your thoughts when he suddenly removed the duct tape from your mouth, you started panting heavily, trying to catch your breath.

Once you did, you looked at izuku with narrowed eyes, “my father is not in debt! you’re lying!” izuku simply let out a scoff and rolled his eyes, “you don’t have to believe me, but we have to make a small video for your father, could you help me with that?” the villain took out a camera and shaked it around, you cocked your head in confusion.

“what kind of video?” and the villain smirked, “oh, you’ll see soon enough, just have to take those chains off, and don’t try running away, boss said i could hurt you if you misbehaved and you don’t want that, right?”

your brows furrowed before you hesitantly nodded your head, once midoriya took off your chains – you let out a sigh of relief, your arms were sore from being in the same position for so long. “What are we going – oh yeah! sir, you haven’t told me your name?” The green haired villain found it unusual that you’re talking to him with such a calm tone, as if you aren’t being held captive right now.

“My name isn’t that important” he replied, you frowned at his nonchalant reply, “but what am i supposed to call you? mr.green hair?” you whined, izuku bit his lips hard, trying to hold himself not to cuss at you right now. “It’s izuku” he finally said, “izuku? Oh! Are you that bad guy who goes by the name deku?” midoriya has no time to answer your questions, he ignores you – he has more important things to do, for example recording that stupid video for your father.

As izuku was setting up the camera and the stuff he needed to record the video you were bombarding him with questions, he couldn't believe that despite the situation you’re in you still remained calm — not only that but you also knew who he was. Usually once someone hears his name they would tremble in fear, some might even fall on their knees as they shake in fear.

You probably didn’t know about his heinous crimes, he wasn’t surprised – you don’t look like someone who would be interested in what’s happening around the world.

Once midoriya got everything done, he clicked his tongue, he turned to you only to find you already inspecting the stuff on the table he let out an annoyed sigh “i need you to sit on that chair” he pointed towards a metal chair that looked uncomfortable to sit on. The villain’s gaze was serious & you were pretty sure he was getting tired of you & your questions. Which was true, izuku wanted this to end quickly.

Once you were seated on the chair, izuku came up from behind you & held both of your wrists together & then tied them behind the chair. You slowly started to panic when he brought out a blindfold & placed it on your eyes — “what’re you doing..?” izuku could hear a hint of fear in your voice which made him smirk.

“don’t worry, i won’t hurt you,” he raised your chin to make you look at him even though you can’t actually see him because of the blindfold but you can sense him standing in front of you.

You heard the sound of the camera turning on, “it’s recording” the guy standing in front of you muttered, your breath hitched – nervous about what type of video you two were about to record.

“open up” you hesitantly opened your mouth, your figure shaking a bit for what’s awaiting you. Izuku places two of his long, slender fingers on your tongue. “Now suck on ’em” & you obey by wrapping your lips around his fingers, sucking on them like you’re sucking on lollipops.

This goes on for a quite a while—until the villain finally decides to take out his fingers which were now drenched with your saliva. He smeared your saliva on his clothes, in an attempt to remove the essence from his fingers. Without any further warning or instructions from the green-haired man, you were suddenly pulled into a kiss, a messy one.

You were taken aback from his sudden actions, his tongue was in your mouth, he was exploring every part of your mouth with his tongue until salvia started dripping down from both of your chins. That’s when he decided to pull out of the kiss. You were trying to catch your breath when you suddenly heard the sound of a belt being undone and getting thrown onto the floor—creating a loud thud that startled you.

Izuku had his cock out, it was slightly curving upwards with veins running along the underside, his slit dripping with pre-cum from you sucking on his fingers earlier, he held it with one hand—his other hand going to grab a pair of...cat ears? “here, ’m gonna have you wear those,” he places the cat ears on top of your head, positioning it to fit your head perfectly.

Izuku starts slowly stroking his dick, rubbing the tip with his big thumbs before going to grab another thing from on top of the table. A collar and a leash.

He tied the leash to the collar before he wrapped the collar around your neck, you were confused. You couldn’t see anything because of the blindfold blocking your vision so you didn’t know what izuku was up to.

Once the villain saw you with the leash & cat ears on, he immediately smirked & turned towards the camera “Now Mr. L/n, how do you like your daughter being treated like a damn animal?” you were even more confused, animal? huh? You were suddenly snapped out of your thoughts when you felt yourself being pulled—izuku pulled you by the leash & forced your face down to get closer to his throbbing cock.

Izuku has a massive grin on his face as he places the tip of his dick on your lips and starts smearing his pre-cum all over your lips before telling you to open up again. At first you were scared to listen until izuku repeated himself once more but this time, his voice came out raspy and aggressive making you obey him immediately.

Izuku shoved his cock into your mouth as soon as you gave him access to it, you felt the air getting knocked out of you. He was big & thick, your mouth was so full with his dick, midoriya suddenly thrust his hips, “suck” he orders & you start by sucking on his mushroom tip, giving his tip the attention it deserves.

You weren’t aware that the camera was now zoomed on you capturing how the infamous villain’s cock was fully stuffed in your mouth, izuku held the camera with both hands, zooming on your face—the blindfold covering your beautiful eyes, but your tears stains were visible on the black blindfold—he zoomed on your mouth, leaving some space to show how his cock was all the way in your little mouth, your lip gloss smudged all over your face as you struggled to take izuku’s cock fully.

You stretched your tongue to caress the underside of izuku’s dick, another futile attempt to try and take him full, you began hollowing your cheeks & bobbing your head up & down his cock. Salvia kept dripping from the side of your chin as you tried to satisfy the villain. Izuku groaned, a heavy sigh leaving him from his sensitive tip being engulfed by your warm throat.

Izuku holds the camera with one hand, his other hand now resting on his hair as he bites his lips so hard to hold back any sound from slipping—he only lets out a curse before cumming down your throat.

“Ah, what a slut, now why don’t you swallow & show the camera?” he focuses the camera on your face, waiting for you to swallow his warm fluids. You nervously gulped down his semen. “Open wide,” and you obliged, your mouth was wide open with your tongue slightly out to show deku that you listened & swallowed all his cum.

Izuku placed the camera back on the table, he went back behind you and untied the ropes that held your wrists together—the blindfold still on though. “get on all fours” he orders, you really didn’t comprehend what deku said, you were still trying to catch your breath. Izuku kissed his teeth, showing hints of annoyance. “I don’t like repeating myself,” izuku rolled his eyes before pulling you by the leash again, making you let out a yelp—he was pulling so hard you were basically choking.

You coughed a few times before doing as you were told, you got on all fours, slightly arching your back in a way that had your ass all out, your skirt rose up to your back—flashing the villain your white panties that hugged your pussy lips so well. Izuku smirked, bringing the camera and moving it closer to your ass, he brought two fingers, the same ones you sucked on—and started massaging your cunt from above your panties, moving his fingers at a slow, teasing pace.

As izuku continued doing so, he noticed a wet patch forming on your underwear. He pulled down the fabric, your glistening pussy all exposed for him now. You shivered once you felt his fingers running through your folds, “d-don’t” izuku scoffed, why were you giving izuku orders? Do you know who you’re speaking to right now? Without any reply or further movements from izuku you thought he listened & decided to stop. Only for you to suddenly gasp and wince in pain once you felt a harsh slap land on your pussy, causing your body to wobble and for you to let out a sob.

“don’t ever try telling me what to & what not to do, nor try defying my orders, do you even understand who’s standing in front of you right now?” you quickly nodded your head, low sobs leaving as you continually nodded your head—izuku let out a frustrated sigh, if only you weren’t this arrogant & just stayed quietly and did as izuku told you. That would’ve made the job way easier for the villain.

Izuku slowly started stroking his dick, his other free hands roaming and touching your ass, his fingers getting in between your folds n’ spreading them, revealing your tight hole to him. He fastened his movements, he quickly gripped your hair—forcing you to face him, your face so close to his twitching cock before ropes of his thick cum completely covered your face. You tensed up at the new feeling, his cum so hot it slightly burns your face, the blindfold also getting stained.

Izuku made sure to capture that on video, a wide grin spread across his face. “you look better like this” izuku pushed you down, pressing your upper body to the floor while your ass was high up in the air, two of his fingers were teasing your little cunt—you whined in frustration.

Having the blindfold blocking your view, a collar around your neck that was kinda small you felt like it was slowly choking you, and having izuku tease you in any way he wanted was all too frustrating, you couldn’t take it.

Izuku pushed two fingers, your walls immediately clamping and fluttering around his fingers, izuku chuckled—were you enjoying this? “c’mon kitten, are you serious?” he said in a teasing tone that had you filled up with embarrassment, “i’m not! What are y-you sa—!” izuku started thrusting his fingers in n’ out of your gooey cunt, cutting you off.

He moved the camera to the view of his skilled fingers going in n’ out of your pussy, capturing how slick kept dripping and coating his fingers and the way his fingers kept thrusting at a rapid speed that had your body start to slightly shake.

You tried your hardest to hold in your moans, to prove that you’re not enjoying this, that you didn’t like it at all. But your body failed you, coherent moans falling from your mouth with every thrust of his fingers, making izuku snicker.

Your moans turned into whimpers when izuku withdrew his fingers from your pussy, you were so close to your release—you let out a sob and a whimper of the villain’s name.

Not giving you any mind, izuku rubbed the tip against your clit, he kept repeating the same motion until your clit became all swollen n’ puffy—izuku slowly aligned his cock with your entrance, with a rough thrust of his hips, he was already fully inside you.

“n-no..can’t take it! please pull out!” you plead, izuku was stretching you wide open with his sheer size, tears started forming on the corner of your eyes, your mouth hang ajar, “big…i can’t” you kept babbling and all could izuku do was smirk, your pleadings and babbling only boosted his ego—giving you an experimental thrust just for you to let out a sob.

After a while of slow, sloppy thrusts you slightly got used to his size. Low, muffled whimpers leaving you with every thrust.

His dick was massaging your insides, with every slam of izuku’s hips, lewd sounds fell from your mouth, izuku picked up his pace, placing one of his hands on your hips to pull you closer—his other hand busy holding the camera.

He pounded into you from behind low grunts & moans leaving him, his dick hitting your sweet spot with every rough thrust of his hips—your walls clamping & fluttering around his cock. “Ah—shit, knew you liked that—fucking slut” he grunts, his pace remaining steady and rough.

“what’d you think your father will do once he watches this video?” his hands traveling to play with your clit, your breath hitched, your tongue lolled out—unable to answer the villain’s question. “Well, it’s not like i care about what he’ll do—it’s not my problem.”

Your blindfold got loose completely falling off, you were met with the wall in front of you. Your vision getting blurry from the tears that were about to form. You couldn’t see what kind of face or expression izuku has as he was fucking you from behind. You could only hear his low groans and moans.

Izuku pulled your hair, you threw your head backwards as you met izuku’s gaze, he placed his hands on your chin and forced open your mouth. Staring from above you was a mischievous looking izuku, you were lost in thought, your eyes glued to the green haired man’s eyes while your mind was all fuzzy from the feeling of izuku’s cock messing your insides.

Suddenly, you felt a glob of warm spit surfing on your tongue. And that’s when it hit you, izuku spat on your tongue, your eyes widened—as if you were just brought back to reality. “Come on, swallow” he grunts, impatient. And the way he stared at you with daunting eyes sent a shiver down your spine, his grip on you was strong, his eyes settled on your face and you hesitantly swallowed down his spit, your face scrunched up in disgust. Izuku grinned before resuming to his brutal pace, knocking the air out of you.

His tip kept hitting your cervix, earning filthy, lewd sounds from you. Your face was all messed up, your makeup melted, your cheeks were stained with tears from earlier, and your mouth hung open—drool dripping with every thrust of his hips. You couldn’t take it—you really couldn’t, his cock kept hitting your deepest spots which made you lose your mind, your body went limp, as you felt your orgasm getting closer and closer.

Izuku was getting closer too, the way his cock twitched inside you every time your walls hugged his dick was getting him closer and closer. Izuku pulled your lesh, a choked moan left you—whining as he kept pulling it until you could barely breathe. His cock pulsates by the warmth of your little cunt. “Ah fuck, i know i said i wanted this to end quickly but holy shit kitten, didn’t know you would feel this good.”

Your cat ears that were placed on your head slightly falling off with every jolt of the villain’s hips. He threw his head back, his dick spasmed before filling up your pussy with white globs of cum. Izuku paused for a moment to catch his breath, Afterwards izuku turned off the camera and placed it anywhere besides him. He then pulled your head backwards to inspect your expression.

You had the same fucked out expression as earlier, the only difference was that you were trying to catch your breath as well—small puffs leaving you, your face was hot but, you still didn’t reach orgasm. Which left you unsatisfied.

Your body was already overstimulated and you knew that you couldn’t take any more but the aching feeling between your legs and the knot in your stomach made you crave for more. “i-izuku…i need more, please! still didn’t cum yet..” you whisper, hoping the villain heard you.

Izuku laughed, instead of getting a “alright” you received a laugh fit from the villain. “Did i fuck you too dumb that you forgot who you’re talking to?” izuku pulled you off his cock, his cum leaking from your small hole and staining the floor beneath you, “did you forget that you’re kidnapped? And is used as a hostage? I’m doing this for the money, I have no obligations to fulfill your needs.” he threw at you, and you felt your eyes swell up with tears.

You were not used to this kind of treatment. No, you were used to getting everything you want and need, no one has ever said the word “no” to you, so hearing it—no, hearing it in a rather aggressive manner made you cry, your cheeks already stained with tears.

Izuku clicked his tongue, he tried to ignore your cries and tug his cock into his pants but your crying and whining made his cock twitch back into life. A loud annoyed sigh left him, “if you want to cum this badly, then you could suck me off while also playing with your little pussy, how does that sound?”

You went quiet for a moment, it still doesn’t sound so fulfilling, since you’re still going to work for your orgasm yourself. But maybe having the villain’s cock in your mouth would make you finish faster?

While you took your sweet time thinking, izuku was going through your sex tape with him. And suddenly, his phone buzzed, a text message notification from his ‘boss’—the guy who assigned him this mission. Izuku read it and his eyes twitched, his expression falling into a not so pleasant one.

Before you could give izuku your answer he spoke up; “seems like your father has already paid up, so this thing–” he waved the camera that had a view of your back getting blowed by him before speaking up again; “this things is useless now, really wanted to sent it to your dad though” he grumbles, in disappointment.

“At least my mission is now done, you could go back to being ‘daddy’s spoiled brat’” you pouted, eyebrows knitted together, “But what about—” izuku caught you off, “Yeah I know, you think i’m about to get blue balled as well?” he shrugs before pulling down his pants.

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rjunswrld · 11 months

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but you can learn from me.

haechan x thick POC! reader

sex tape, squirting fixation, oral fixation, unprotected sex, oral (giving & receiving), college au implied, thick POC reader, cum eating, fingering, praising, fuck boy hyuck implied (bitches on bitches), hyuck and reader are a lil desperate

you gulped at the pornographic-like scene your best friend balls deep into a random girl who let out broken squeals and moans to every harsh thrust he did on her, the manhandling grunts and harsh smacks echoed through the speakers as he let out breathy groans and incoherent praises of 'good girl' or 'such a tight fucking pussy'.

you both ended up in this predicament due to you. doubting his infamous sex skills and if the girls on campus were exaggerating about how good the sex was with hyuck. to say he wasn't offended by it would be a lie, taking it straight to his ego he was too prideful about his sexual life that he had to- no he was willing to prove you wrong and show you what you were missing out on.

"if you wanna fuck just say that, not gonna lie i had a few fantasies about you.."

"thanks but no thanks."

"then how will i prove to you that i don't disappoint in bed? are you gonna watch me or something, because i'm into t-"

you rolled your eyes in disgust flipping through one of the many magazines piled up on your nightstand, nonchalantly and dramatically tossing the paper at every flip and scanning through pages to zone out on whatever hyuck was going on about, until you landed on a certain page; 100 Reasons Why You Should Make A Sex Tape your mind lit up like a lightbulb. "record it."

you shrugged looking at the boy who laid across your bed, playing with the ends of your blanket and scrolling through his phone. his eyes met yours with a full smile making him giggle at your request, it wouldn't be the first time he's ever done it but

anything to prove to you why he's the school's labeled 'sex god', this was a big deal to him now. "wouldn't it just be hotter if you joined?" he teased whilst wiggling his brows puckering his lips towards you making you annoyed and questioning why the two of you were even friends-the number of times you rolled your eyes, you swore they could fall out any moment now.

"donghyuck shu-"

"okay okay, i'll do it.. but we watch it together, i wanna see your face when i prove you wrong."

"okay deal."

"maybe you can give me a treat after.. since you hurt my feelings.." he pouted making you throw a pillow at his face with force, knocking the male off your bed and earning laughter from your end at the scene you caused.

it was towards the end of the video, the view of the girl's ass coming in view of the camera as his slender fingers ran down her cheek, giving it another hard slap decorating her skin in a deep red watching it jiggle with her squealing. your focus was given to the video playing intensely, jolting slightly as his hand would impact on her ass ringing through the speakers of his laptop— she was whining at the sensitivity as she arched her back to push her ass closer to hyuck, earning a chuckle before smacking it one last time with a louder moan escaping her.

you felt your palms become sweaty and your heart race as he shifted to place the camera down to get a view of the scene facing towards the both of them, completely distressed. you were already on edge since the beginning and since it's already been a week since you and hyuck had this conversation you genuinely forgot about the whole deal, now spending your thursday night watching your friend fuck some girl's brain out seeing how big his “praised dick” was.. you were going mad trying to look unfazed by everything you've seen tonight, never in a million years did you think you'd see your friend's sex tape by your simple request that you half joked about- you swore you were sweating buckets.

he smirked at the camera making his way back to the girl who was still positioned on the bed, flipping her over on her back and dragging her down lower to have her pussy become face to-face with him— biting his lip as he stared at her glistening cunt, eager enough to part his mouth to stick his tongue out.

"she was so fucking wet.."

hyuck taunted into your ear as you stared at the scene of him eating the girl out, her back arching and her chest heaving as her hands reached to squeeze her boobs for support. he looked over to you as he was taking in your body language, smirking as he watch your hands slowly balling up against your exposed thighs that trembled slightly. he couldn't help his perverted thinking, could you be wet? turned on? wondering what it would feel like to have him do this to you?

"f-fuck!" the lewd moaning and sounds of sucking snapped hyuck from his thoughts regaining his composure and clearing his throat he proceed with watching alongside you, mentally praising himself at how good he was doing and mostly how good he looked while doing it a cocky gemini.

"gonna cum for me?"

your eyes boring into the laptop feeling as if you were watching a show, catching yourself from interacting with the screen.. but something about his words made your stomach twist and cheeks to flush as if he was speaking directly to you; after seeing the male in a new light you felt dizzy almost immediately.

"gonna cum so hard around my fingers.."

he groaned as his fingers slipped in and out of her at ease watching how his arm moved back and forth picking up speed and making her tremble with profanities slipping out of her. "s-shit haechan!"

"i'm gonna go get some water.."

"wait you're gonna miss the best part!"

he dragged you back down to your seat as his pumping increased with her body shaking uncontrollably, thrashing around he held her down with his free arm to keep her from pushing away from him the anticipation growing inside of you as hyuck kept his arm linked with yours with his childlike smile plastered on his face. "watch this."

he whispered as her body went still and muscles flexed, her moans falling silent with the sounds of hyuck fingering her intensely, the lewd noises making you clench your thighs together before the loud sound of liquid squirting out of the girl could be heard. screams of pleasure and pleads for hyuck not to stop in her shaky state with the male on the ther hand assisting her high; liquid gushing out of her. all over him.

"y-you make them all do that?" you muttered somewhat fascinated by the fact that

he could have them squirt faucets, drenching the bed below them, drenching his upper body you just knew it felt amazing. "yeah, you'd be surprised how many of them say they've never squirted or even think they could ever squirt.." he laughed as the video finally came to an end, you stared at the laptop and the video's thumbnail as hyuck let out a sigh reaching to close the laptop and push it to the side.

"so? what do you think? i own up to my label huh?"

he smirked as you both looked at each other, deciding to tease the male even further you didn't want to give him the satisfaction of it yet. "eh, i've seen better.." you shrugged standing up to walk away from your bed before getting dragged down to hyucks level in a blink of an eye- he wasn't pleased and by the looks of it, he looked pissed by your choice of words.. irritated even. showing off some of his best work in a 10-minute video just to get an "i've seen better" in response, he was fuming.

"yeah? you've seen better?" he scoffed making your cheeks flustered realizing how he had you straddling his lap, your bodies dangerously close together, skirt riding up your thighs exposing more and more of your skin. "your bluffing.. no one's better than me" he taunted taking in your tense features, how rosy your cheeks became and how intimated you looked at the male your throat wanting to slip a whimper out in defeat so badly fuck you lee donghyuck. "why so shy baby?"

he snickered as you gulped, seeing with your own eyes what the man was capable of your mind flooded with ideas and you can tell he was thinking the same the male who treated you like his prey, ready to devour.

"listen ____.. i don't know how you feel but to keep it real with you... i really, really wanna fuck you right now."

he was blunt with his words almost too casual with how he came across. his words sliding off of his tongue at ease as he brushed your stray hairs away from your face, the other hand placed on your hip to keep you in place. you'd be lying if you told him you weren't down to fuck, the video images playing through your head over and over again you could feel yourself growing wet by the lewd noises staining your hearing like permanent ink.

"if you don't want to it's okay i'm so-"

"can you do what you did to that girl.. to me?"

you whispered making him smile in satisfaction, moving his hand lower to squeeze your ass with you slipping a soft moan at the tight engulfing on your ass. "of course i can." he said in a 'duh' like tone making you punch his arm playfully as the two of you shared a giggle.

you feeling bold enough to cup his cheeks and connect your lips- though it wasn't the first time you two kissed, it had been a while. you asked him a few years ago how to properly make out with someone since he was the more experienced out of anyone you knew in your sophomore year, he taught you how to french kiss using a lot of tongue hoping you'd enjoy it so much you'd keep asking for more- you did but around that time you ended up landing your first relationship and shared your new knowledge with another male constantly before you broke up and that made hyuck furious, even though he had taught you, you went and gave another man besides him the honors of kissing you every day.

you two grew up and hyuck still held onto that grudge, wondering if you still do what he had taught you.. and by the looks of it, you do. he always imagined what it would be like kissing you now that the two of you are more mature with more experience; kissing him felt normal and comfortable. it had to be one of your favorite things about him that he was a terrific kisser still using tongue, swirling them around making the scene so dirty- you missed this and you always remembered how he was on your top 3 for favorite kissers list, maybe that 'favorite" will change tonight. he guided your body onto him, grinding down crotch to crotch, slipping grunts and groans at the friction. slipping his tongue in your wet cavern you let out choked moans gripping the back of his hair.

he snaked his hand under your skirt feeling nothing but your flimsy underwear, he pushed your skirt up to lay above your hips as he fondled your ass cheeks, squeezing and slapping them forcefully.

"hyuck..” only you get to call him by this, only you made it seem so fucking hot.

"get on your knees baby.." he mumbled on your lips making you obey instantly sliding off his body with a wet patch coating his

light-washed jeans, he snickered at the sight making your cheeks flush even darker in embarrassment. "don't be embarrassed baby, so fucking wet.. all for me.." he bit his lip, caressing your cheek making you feel small below him. "plus they're coming off anyways." he reached for your hands bringing them up to his belt to undo it for him, leaving you to get the hint he watched as your shaky hands undid the buckle revealing his jean button that you unbuttoned quickly along with unzipping his zipper. he assisted in pulling his pants and boxers down revealing his rock hard dick, tip semi wet as he twitched to produce more precum.

"don't you think you should make me feel better after hurting my feelings, princess?" you nodded vigorously as he chuckled at your eagerness. "good girl, suck my dick baby."

not needing to be told twice your hand reached to grab the base of his cock, sliding your tongue around the tip to taste the saltiness of him earning a groan from the korean. you licked up the base to the tip before collecting your saliva in your mouth to spit on it for a better glide. whilst pumping you placed him back in your mouth, licking between his slit and around his sensitive tip before trying your hardest to deep-throat him. fondling his balls, his breathy outtakes and groaning filling in the atmosphere reaching to place his hand over your head gently as his fingers laced through your locks following your motions.

throat clenching around his stiffened cock as you gagged and choked around him with saliva dripping down to your chin your eyes clouding with tears, loving the taste of him on your tongue, and the stretch in your throat going straight to your pooling core. clenching around nothing and soaking your panties, pussy aching to be touched or for any sort of friction. pumping what you couldn't fit in your mouth your other hand reaching down to circle your clit to reduce the aching, moaning around his shaft, and feeling his thighs flex seconds at a time.

"f-fuck baby just like that.." he whimpered using force to guide your head up and down his cock, gagging and moaning pathetically.

"ah fuck let go.."

you did as told as he pumped his dick vigorously directly in your face, keeping your face in place with his free hand panting and whimpering as he felt himself growing closer and closer to his well-awaited orgasm.

"fuck gonna cum.." he whined taking the hint you opened your mouth letting your tongue fall out to (try) and catch as much as you can of what was about to come out of the boy. "fuck so hot.. so h-hot.." he hissed as the white ropes of cum splattered on your face, flinching backward slightly as the warm semen dripped down your nose and chin to your neck and shirt. panting like he ran a mile pumping himself steadily and milking himself dry, you swallowed whatever shot in your mouth licking your lips and corners of your lips making him groan.

"a slut for cum huh?"

"just yours.."

your voice was hoarse due to the previous activities, coated in saliva, cum and tears- makeup ruined along with your shirt he couldn't help but bite his lip at your fucked out persona. "you're so hot.." he let out a dry chuckle resulting in you blushing. "take this off yeah?" he referred to your drenched shirt making you look down at it before looking up at him with a smirk. "take it off for me." he scoffed at your response, patting his thighs to signal you to sit on them which of course you did. crawling up his legs like a cat desperate for attention, eyes locked together with your face painted with cum as if he owned you; in this case, it felt like he did.

"lift your arms baby.." gripping on the ends of your baby tee, he lifted it above your head letting your exposed breast hang out; he knew how much you were against bras due to how much the wires bugged you leaving you to feel uncomfortable so it wasn't a shock... though he has seen your boobs plenty of times, he still can't get enough of them.

"wanna fuck you so bad.." he whined lifting your skirt and repeating the same actions from before— skirt resting around your waist hand squeezing your ass. his free hand groping your tit as he began to suck on your neck, a mission to mark you up for the world to see that he had finally got you maybe even wants to keep you.

"hyuck.." and again

you whined like a child grinding down on his thigh.

"please.. i need you.." you whimpered as you circled your crotch around his thigh, didn't do as much justice as you wished but you were hoping he wouldn't leave you hanging for too long; thank god he didn't. "ride me, and after this i'll take such good care of you.." he mumbled into your neck. "treat you like a princess.. my princess.." he groaned as he reached to pull your underwear to the side, welcomed by your wetness he couldn't wait to make a mess out of you. "so wet.. i made you this wet? and you kept saying you didn't wanna fuck me.." and yet he still had time to make jokes, typical hyuck. "s-shut up."

you gasped feeling his fingers circle your swollen bud, jolting at the feeling that shot through your body like a firework-it felt amazing. the smirk on his face as he watched you gasp and bite your lip aggressively circling your clit slowly.

"c'mon baby, ride me." he taunted with a smile making you whine, trying your hardest to reach for his now harden dick to line him up with your drenched hole. he teased you further as he sped up his motions making you tense up and fall forward onto the male who had the audacity to chuckle at your reaction. "so mean.."

you whined into his chest as your chest heaved, regaining all the strength you had left in you to sit down on his dick. slowly inserting him into you, the unfamiliar stretch making your grip tighten against his shirt with your face making a slightly uncomfortable expression going noticed by the male. "i'm sorry i should've— fuck, i should've prepped you.." you shook your head in all honesty loving the stretch of him; feeling him glide down your walls with the help of your essence making it easier for the both of you.

"touch me hyuck.." you whimpered breathlessly, fuck you were gonna be the death of him. sliding down lower as you found yourself taking him all in. he didn't hesitate to circle your clit again as you moaned towards the ceiling, eyes shut tightly as you began to move at a comfortable pace before gaining enough strength to speed up the motion.

the lewd squelching noises on top of the throaty yet high-pitched moans coming from hyuck and the incoherent blabbering and hisses coming from you; at this moment it felt like angels were singing above you, clouds parting ways to shine a light down on the two of you, serenading soft beautiful tunes- sex with hyuck felt like heaven. "don't stop.."

you cried placing your arms on the back of you to rest on his knees for more support. he enjoyed this new feeling of being inside you, almost something he could've never imagined- his fantasies proving him dead wrong, they couldn't have topped how good you've been making him feel.. he swore he could get used to this. "g-gonna c-cum!"

"cum on my cock baby, make a mess on me..

wanna feel you cum on me.." he panted with his climax being close behind, falling into pure bliss of the delicious feeling you both couldn't pull it together.

everything was more than what you could ever imagine it being. shaking and thighs trembling your mind clearing of any thoughts as the sounds of angelic music filled your soul, growing louder and louder as you released all over his cock. a loud moan escaping you as you panted heavily, his cum painting your inner walls making you hum in satisfaction as you bounced mid-pace to ride out your highs before coming to a genuine halt.

"full.." you whispered as he sheepishly smiled at you. "gonna take good care of you like i promised princess.. gonna take it all like the good girl you are?”

he whispered back eyeing your lips before looking up into your mascara-stained eyes, looking so pretty after you cry. "y-yes hyuckie." you nodded as he placed a chaste kiss on your lips before flipping the two of you over, pulling out of you slowly which made you whine at the emptiness. "m'make you feel so good princess i promise.." "i know hyuckie.." you giggled as he gently began undressing your now bare bottom, your glistening cunt painted with his cum drove him through the roof- taking a mental picture of your perfect pussy with his essence for those late nights.

"fuck.. such a cute little cunt.."

kissing and nibbling on your inner sensitive thighs making them tremble slightly as he reached lower and lower to now only to be faced with your core. he licked his lips as he locked eyes with you before licking a long stripe from your hole to your clit. jolting in sensitivity he decided to take your engorged clit head-on. thrashing around slightly as the images from the video earlier started to cloud your mind, subconsciously mimicking the girl by grabbing onto your boobs for support and arching forward to chase for more of that incredible feeling.

"taste so good princess.." he groaned into your pussy, using his two fingers to push your pussy lips aside for more access to your clit. "h-hyuck!"

your throaty grunts coming out louder than expected, your freehand reaching to place on the top of his head; tugging at his scalp making him groan. he subsided the spread of his two fingers to now inserting them inside of you at ease. you sunk into the pleasurable movements he made on you, already feeling the familiar knot in your stomach arising and ready to explode in you.

"p-please please please.." you cried feeling your orgasm rushing through you quickly, grinding down on his tongue as he scissored you open at such a quick pace, reaching places you couldn't, curling them at just the right degree and hitting all the right spots— maybe he does hold his precious little title after all.

"cum baby, lemme taste you.." his simple words had you falling into a pit of pleasure, cumming harder than you ever had before making your stomach and thighs tense before turning into a sensitive shaking mess. "f-fuck!" you cried with both hands now gripping on your bedsheets for your dear life as he worked your pussy like magic. clenching your thighs around his head as he never came to a halt, fingers pumping in and out of you with his tongue licking at your clit at a brief movement.

"hyuck hyuck hyuck.." fuck fuck fuck

you spoke his name like a mantra, feeling your stomach twist and body jolting with electricity as if someone had put a defibrillator on you. "so good princess.. so good." and unfamiliar feeling erupted in you, the same feeling you had got when you would accidentally overstimulate yourself before you would stop due to the overwhelming feeling— it felt like an all-time high as he worked you up faster, pumping into you harder and deeper with his a-1 tongue game circling your bud beautifully.

"o-oh my god.."

you gasped letting whatever was pushing to come out of you out; ears ringing and eyes shut tight you couldn't hear how loud you were let alone the gushing sounds of your juices squirting out of you. hyuck continued his work until he knew you were fully satisfied; you felt numb and completely worn out, squirting as much as you could let you out before pushing hyuck away to signify you were truly done with his work.

"well.. now you can't tell me i'm not the school's sex god.."

he wiped his drenched face off with the ends of his shirt before completely taking it off and tossing it to the side with the pile of your scattered clothes. you lazily opened your eyes as he flopped down next to you, giggling as he pulled you into his embrace. "maybe you should prove it to me at least one more time.."

"god you're so obsessed with me!"

⭐︎

#haechan #haechan smut #lee donghyuk x reader #donghyuck smut #nct smut #haechan imagines #lee haechan #haechan suggestive #haechan scenarios #nct dream smut #nct127 smut #nct imagines #thick reader #kpop smut

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answer2jeff · 4 months

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this you knew.

warnings : (workplace) established but private relationship. fluff. that's about it actually.

also, this mostly just weirdly poetic and emotional writing. not a lot of plot or substance. sorry!

a/n: carmen refers to reader as "pico," short for "piccola" (small), and reader refers to carmen as raga, short for "ragazzone," (big boy) sorry if these nicknames are cringe they're cute to me !!!!

Fuck, it was cold.

Why did winter have to stretch out for such an excruciating amount of time? It had been snowing since late November—which, at this rate, might continue until March, give or take.

The holidays had just passed, stores were back open, The Bear was back under maintenance, leisure was nonexistent. There was no need for slush on the sidewalks and frost on your car window. You'd already spent the holidays with your extended family, even after swearing up and down you had no intention on coming home this year. Anything remotely related to that mistake needed to be disposed of.

Tonight was calm. Almost too calm. Richie and Marcus were still laying out the general foundation of the dining hall, and Carmen finally beat his record timing for passing through each station of the kitchen marked by green tape. You were pretty much free to go home. Especially since Sydney was the first to leave and encouraged you to do the same.

But just as you walked out of the empty kitchen space through the back door, something urged you to walk back in.

Just act like you forgot something.

Quickly swinging the door open and turning the corner into Natalie's office, where you knew Carmen would be, you stopped. Just barely near the frame.

Altered by your presence, Carmen snapped out of the trance that was staring at the empty space of the wall in front of him. He spun around in the 5-wheeled chair to face you.

"Raga?" you called out, not wanting to intrude as you stepped into the box of the office. Despite the door being wide open like it always was.

Raga. Sure, he wasn't a huge fan of petnames—but it made him feel like he was yours.

And he was. And you were his. Possibly for months now. And you even started to feel it. The word "boyfriend," though it wasn't used religiously, didn't feel bitter in your mouth. The way your name rolled off of Carmen's tongue was addictive to him. He preferred it over a simple 'she' when he spoke of you. You were chaos, but grace all in one.

You told your closest friends about a week after he spoke the words

"I don't really know what I'm doing, but that's—that's okay. It's more than okay. I want this."

But you hadn't told your family, and not even your true, chosen one. Which was here, in this restaurant, and everyone who played a part in it. But perhaps they already knew. Neither you or Carmen were particularly good at keeping secretes.

Just because your mouth stopped, didn't mean your body language or your face did.

Smiles and glances, whispers in corners of the restaurant incoherent to anyone else, his kisses against your temples that weren't as discreet as he hoped, it made it obvious.

But it felt right. This was okay. More than okay.

"Pico?" he repeated, mirroring that same skeptical voice you used just seconds earlier.

Eyebrows knitted with concern, your teeth gnawing at the inside of your cheek, you stood with your weight on your hip and your arms crossed against your chest. Carmen realized you stood like this all the time. But right now, he almost felt like he was in some kind of trouble; the way you eyed him above his level. Like you'd been looking for him and he failed to come to your assistance.

His urge to cave and melt into you was overwhelming. Big, blue eyes peered up at you as he leaned forward, prepared to listen. You only smiled while shrugging your shoulders and leaning against the doorframe.

"Think everybody went home. I didn't really see y'leave. Just—" you swallowed, "—wondered if you'd left or not."

That seemed to finally be enough to soothe him. You just wanted to know if he was here; if he was okay and ready to go home like he should've been.

"Uh—yeah, yeah, I'm still here."

"Yeah, I see that now."

The room stilled. Silence bounced off the drywall. But it was comfortable. It wasn't forced or unwanted. Just simple. And simplicity was scarce at the moment.

"C'mere," Carmen mumbled as he motioned his hand to signal you to come in, his voice barely audible, "just for a 'sec."

Caving in, his cadence and the look in his eyes being enough to convince you, you stepped in. He blinked slowly so as to not miss a single bit of you. For once, you could appreciate the slow of time in this room.

"I'm feeling really good about this," you smiled down at him, "this whole thing, I mean. Mikey woulda' been so proud 'f you, Carmen."

The lump in his throat was harshly swallowed back down as he nodded his head, not quite smiling, but not frowning either. You knew that face all too well. It was the face of guilt. He always wondered if he'd been doing the right thing. Lately it'd been easier to convince himself that the renovation was right, and that he was completely and fully capable of making these "adult decisions," as you called them.

"Thank you."

It was mostly thanks to you, though.

A delicate hand reached for a curl that fell just past his eyebrow. You wrapped the blonde strands around your finger, glancing from his eyes and back to his hair, just to see if he'd been watching you as closely as you hoped. Almost as if it had been second nature, he tilted his head up for easier access as you pulled away from his hair and reached to cup his clean-shaven cheek.

"I mean it, bear," your thumb gently caressed his skin as you spoke. He looked up at you as if he'd just found God in your eyes.

"I know," he tried to protest, giving you a weak smile and threatening to pull his head away.

But he waited.

There'd never been anyone in the universe, on the planet, in the country, in the culinary industry, in this city, or in this restaurant who saw through you the way Carmen Berzatto did. He'd been your head chef even before what was then, The Beef. You followed him back to his home city even months after the two of you made a pact to quit your last job as his sous, and his as your head chef. There was nothing you wanted more than to see him chase his stardom.

You loved him. This you knew.

"You're better at what you do than you'll ever give yourself credit for."

This he knew. At least now he did.

You took him in again with one look. His little moles here and there, his blue eyes, the rose of his cheeks. And at a moments notice, you leaned down to kiss him like it was the last thing you'd ever do. Carmen rose without even letting your lips separate. His hand planted itself at your waist as the other held the back of your head and gently buried itself into your hair. He tasted like cigarettes and mint with a hint of that bitter and filmy residue left on pill capsules.

He loved you. This you knew.

"Maybe you should give yourself some credit, too."

This you knew.

#carmen berzatto #idk what this is #it's mostly just poetic emotional writing #not a lot of substance #but this is just how I write #jeremy allen white #carmen berzatto x reader #ughhh this kinda love will always be the death of me #carmy berzatto #the bear

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steddieas-shegoes · 3 months

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all mixed up

for @steddielovemonth prompt “love is the perfect mixtape’

rated t | 940 words | cw: brief mention of recreational drug use | tags: friends to lovers, getting together, love confessions, fluff

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The silence in the car was stifling.

It was hot. Like, entirely too hot.

Steve was about five seconds away from taking his shirt off and dealing with Robin’s rolled eyes when Eddie, surprisingly, beat him to it.

The windows were down, but the radio was off, and sweat was dripping from every pore of their bodies onto the sticky leather seats of Steve’s car.

Eddie’s shirt was sitting on the seat next to him, and one of his hands was gathering his hair up so he could get some wind on his neck, not that the wind was any real help.

“What if we just all go to Robin’s?” Eddie asked when they were only a block away from her house. “Soak up some cool air.”

“Her parents are home,” Steve said for the fifth time.

“I don’t see the issue.”

“They think you were targeting me as the next victim,” Robin shook her head. “I don’t know how many times I’ve explained to them-“

“Fine!” Eddie said, too hot to bother listening or trying to argue. “But I swear we’re getting the AC in this car fixed tomorrow.”

“Oh, do you suddenly have $140?” Steve was met with silence. “Thought so.”

When Robin got out of the car, she slipped $20 into Steve’s hand. “For gas or AC, whatever.”

It was the first time Eddie had ever seen her give Steve any form of payment for rides, and probably the last going off of the way Steve’s entire face went from mildly uncomfortable to physical pain.

Eddie moved to the passenger seat and buckled up.

That was the biggest rule in Steve’s car: everyone wore seatbelts unless they were being chased by Upside Down creatures.

Steve backed out of the driveway once Robin was inside, and once again tried to flip the AC on.

Nothing.

“Why did this have to happen right before the hottest part of the year?” Eddie groaned.

“Just lucky,” Steve shrugged.

He should’ve taken his shirt off when he was in Robin’s driveway.

He pretended not to be distracted by the sweat glistening on Eddie’s chest, his skin flush pink from the heat. Steve pretended to not notice his newest tattoo, a nail bat that could have been identical to Steve’s real one under his bed.

“Oh!” Eddie suddenly said, nearly making Steve slam on the brakes or steer off the road. Maybe both.

“What’s wrong?”

“I forgot,” Eddie started to say as he reached through the backpack he had on the floor at his feet. “I made a…ah-ha!”

He held up a small rectangle, beaming over at Steve, who was too focused on driving to really see what he was holding.

“Uh. What is it?” He asked.

“It’s a mixtape! You were complaining about the kids stealing all your tapes and I thought I could make one for you,” Eddie opened the cassette case and shoved the tape in the tape deck. “I fit as much of what I knew you had on here, but there are limits to my magic so-“

“You seriously made me a mixtape of a bunch of pop songs?” Steve rolled to a stop at a stop sign, finally able to properly look over at Eddie.

He was pulling a lock of hair into his mouth, nervously looking back at Steve like he was unsure he’d done the right thing, like this was a test he hadn’t studied for and had a big chance of failing.

“I mean, I did throw in one of my favorite songs halfway to shake things up,” Eddie said nervously.

“You recorded fucking Blondie on a tape for me?” Steve asked incredulously.

“One song is Blondie, but-“

“And Tears for Fears?” Steve was still stopped in the road.

Eddie glanced behind them, ignoring the squeak of his slick skin rubbing against the seat. No cars, thankfully.

“Yeah, they’re on there.”

Steve put the car in park.

“Steve, you’re in the road, you can’t-“

“Shut up!” Steve turned completely towards Eddie, his face serious. “You made me a mixtape.”

“Yes and now I’m regretting mentioning it while you were driving.” Duran, Duran started playing and Steve let out a small gasp. “Dude, are you okay?”

“Do you remember when you told me that music was your love language? We were high and you said that you would give the person you love a mixtape to show you cared about them?”

He did say that. It was well over a month ago, when he and Steve had been sitting on his roof smoking, when Eddie had almost told him then how much he loved him. He’d held back, but barely.

“I…yeah, I remember.”

“And you made me a mixtape.”

“I did.”

“Eddie…”

“Steve…”

“Is this you telling me you love me?”

It wasn’t. Not intentionally. Not really.

But as expected, Steve saw through him, had a memory like a steel trap despite how many times he’d had his lights knocked out.

“You love me.”

Eddie was desperate to touch him, but the reminder of how hot it was, how much sweat was dripping off of him made him pause.

“When we get to your house, I’ll tell you.”

“What? Why not now?” Steve pouted.

Eddie fell harder.

“Because if I kiss you in this car, I’ll be mad about suffering in the heat longer. You have a house with AC and a cold shower." Eddie poked Steve's bottom lip back in. "I can show you if you hurry."

Steve took the car out of park and hit the gas, his perfect mixtape playing on the radio and Eddie laughing in the passenger seat.

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #stranger things #steddielovemonth #love is the perfect mixtape #friends to lovers #getting together #love confessions #fluff

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stinkyme · 6 months

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Hello! This is an idea I discussed with @neviex , she plans on drawing Ghostface Nikolai & Tecchou for me, therefore I wrote this for her! :D I hope you like it and enjoy it! :) Once it's done, I will link it as an attachment in the fic so we get visuals as well :)

CW/TW: NSFW (mdni), ghostface!Nikolai, fem!reader, roleplay, observing, pet name (doll), reader is wearing a skirt, usage of bullet/egg vibrator in public, knife play, hair pulling, degrading, taking pictures, sex recording/video tape, creampie, panty theft, if I forgot anything please let me know! :)

Don't look at me rn, I don't know what is this, it sucks dick but bear w me, I didn't write for a while :")

* Nikolai and the reader are in a relationship, but as a form of roleplay, Nikolai teases them about their "boyfriend", I hope it's not too confusing :)

Hide & Seek, Hot & Cold || Nikolai Gogol x Reader

You were nagging Nikolai about how much you liked the idea of ghostface in the bedroom for quite some time now. He was known to enjoy dressing up and doing roleplays, but he also enjoyed twisting the ideas to make them more fun. There were ground rules, of course, but his creativity and twists remained as always.

"Got the mask you seemed to like so much. I think my face is better to look at, but I don't mind playing with you like this tonight."

A written note left for you, by no one else but Nikolai. You chuckle to yourself, observing your shared apartment as you expected him to come out now.

Ping!

Your phone lights up, you had a new message.

Unknown [08:09 pm]: 1 attachment.

It's him in the ghost mask, you can't make much out of the background, but it's not like you care to do so. A wave of excitement rushes through your body, a sweet warmth settling inside your lower tummy.

The play finally begins.

Ping!

Unknown [08:09 pm]: Check the box next to the note.

There wasn't a box before, but now, you see a baby pink one with a cute bow around it. You gently unwrap the bow and lift the lid, only to be met with a pink vibrator and lube.

Ping!

Unknown [08:10 pm]: Once you put it in, we can finally start to play~, your boyfriend is away, so you must be lonely. Poor thing :(

Ah, so that's how he wants to play.

You quickly glance outside the window, but you can't really see much given how dark it is. You take out the small vibrator and lube, holding them in one hand, keeping your phone in the other one as you head to the bathroom.

Ping!

Unknown [08:11 pm]: Not in the bathroom, do it there.

Unknown [08:11 pm]: Come on, lift that pretty skirt up for me once you are done ;)

You feel a slight wave of shyness wash over you knowing he was watching, even though you didn't know where from. You hesitantly place your phone to the side as you take the lube, squeezing a medium amount of it inside your palm. You take the egg vibrator, slowly coating the thicker side of it using your palm.

Once it's properly lubed, you slightly spread your legs and move your panties to the side, slowly sliding the thicker part inside of your cunt. You let out a softer moan as it spreads you, reaching your g-spot and pressing it slightly. The thin part rests on top of your clit and given that everything is in place, you lift your skirt up, looking around.

Suddenly, the toy starts buzzing quite intensely, making you choke out a louder moan as your thighs begin to shake immediately. You didn't expect it to stimulate your clit and g-spot at the same time. You drop the skirt, slightly pressing your palm on your lower tummy as you lean forward, sensations too sudden and too stimulating for you.

Ping!

Unknown [08:13 pm]: Good job doll. You look pretty when your thighs shake like that. But enough of that, I will tell you the rules now. The closer you are to me, the harder the vibrations will be and vice versa. Hide & seek or hot & cold with a fun twist. Once you find me, you know what I will do to you~

Unknown [08:14 pm]: First hint is - I am not inside of the house. I will give you more hints later. Now, I will turn it off, have fun doll <3

You gasp as the vibrations stop, straightening yourself slowly as you look around once again. It's quite dark outside, so it shouldn't be too much of a problem. You adjust your skirt a bit as you take another look at the photo he sent you before. Another mild wave of warmth spreads inside your body, feeling eager to find him.

You leave your apartment, and can't help but notice that it didn't feel as weird to walk with a vibrator as you thought it would. You take a look around, there aren't many people which is good, but you have no idea what path to take. Your mind overflows with the ideas of what he may do to you once you find him, making your tummy twist in eagerness.

Your sweet thoughts are cut short when you notice his hat across the sidewalk you were on. You quickly make your way towards it, cautiously lifting it up. There is a small note taped inside of it. "Find the lighter path." is what it says.

Your eyebrows twitch in initial confusion as you take another look around you. You notice the faint light at the end of the street and start walking towards that area. You check your phone, it's not too late, and there are no messages from Nikolai. You sigh as you reach the lightened area, quickly gazing over everything in your surroundings. There were a couple of shops across the street, a small park with one bench and two swings on your left and practically an empty street on your right.

Since the path on the right had light, you decide to follow it. It's a long sidewalk and you reach half of it when you notice people walking in your direction. There is a group of five girls and two guys. It makes you slightly nervous, but you keep walking as you see Nikolai's card hanging down one of the lights. You speed up, almost passing next to the group, when the toy suddenly starts to vibrate. It's not too strong, but it catches you by surprise, making you let out a soft gasp as your hips twitch slightly.

The group gives you a quick gaze and you just ignore them, cursing Nikolai under your breath as you reach the card. You pull it off the string, and another small gasp slips past your lips as vibrations become a bit stronger, stimulating both - your clit and g-spot. It was hard to stand still in one place, but walking was also quite tricky. You try to cross your thighs, but it only gets more stimulating, sending a mixture of warmth and vibrations through your whole body.

You try to quickly read the note on the card. "I am kind of sad you held it together so well, I wish their expressions were more surprised :( Either way, a new hint! Keep going forward."

You click your tongue as you drop the card and the note, moving forward. You try to adjust your walk so the vibrations aren't as stimulating, but there is just for as long as you can walk a bit weirdly before you run into more people. You could feel precum sliding down your cunt, a tingling sensation spreading inside your lower tummy as the toy keeps pressing all the right spots. You bite down on your bottom lip as you take your phone out in order to distract yourself.

You can feel your thighs jolting in places, while your pussy clenches around the toy. Even though vibrations were mild so far, it was still quite a challenge to keep it together. Especially because each time you make a step, the toy presses down on your clit a bit more, making it hard to remain silent.

You pass a couple of people and you can feel your body heating up a bit more, partly from nervousness and partly from an orgasm that was slowly building inside of your lower tummy. And it's only going to get worse from here. The vibrations barely get stronger, but it urges you to put your phone away and look around yourself. You remain still for a little bit, a soft gasp in filling your lungs as the toy relentlessly hits all of your sweet spots.

You notice Nikolai's usual vest hanging behind one of the shop windows and a small, red arrow pointing left. How did he even put it there? Did he just hang his whole closet around the city?

Well, it was pointless to question Nikolai's reasoning and logic, so you just follow the direction the arrow was pointing at, not questioning further. The toy starts vibrating more intensely than before, making it hard to walk. Or do anything really. You take a small break, pressing your lower tummy which just makes it even more stimulating.

You let out an almost inaudible moan, hoping that no one was around. Your legs begin to shake and you try to walk as fast as possible while hot flashes rush through your body. You can feel your lower tummy convulsing in heavy waves of tingling warmth, unsure for how long you will be able to last.

Your breathing gets heavier as you only let out muffled grunts and gasps from time to time. It wasn't the first time Nikolai used a toy on you in public, but given all of your already built up excitement, it was quite challenging to remain your composure. It was hard to focus on anything really while the toy kept on sending sweet sensations through your body. Your pussy involuntiraly clenches around it from time to time, leaking more precum. Regardless of your state, you do notice that the path is getting darker. You reach an alley and there is a small arrow on the wall, pointing at it.

With not much time or ability to think about it, you almost mindlessly walk in it. A sharp gasp escapes your throat as vibrations stop almost completely. You stop walking for a moment to calm yourself down. Your cunt desperately clenches around the toy as all the build up quickly melts away.

Ping!

Unknown [09:06 pm]: Come on doll, you are not that naive. Did no one ever tell you not to go to dark alleys alone?

You [09:06 pm]: There was an arrow.

Unknown [09:06 pm]: I never said to follow that one.

You [09:07 pm]: Given that you are close enough to see me going in here means that I am close enough for you to turn a toy on. What happened to the rules?

Unknown [09:07 pm]: Is that all a dirty little slut thinks about at this moment? Also, who says I am still close to you?

You click your tongue in annoyance as you walk out of the alley, the toy giving you a slightly irritating feeling due to a lack of pleasure and stimulation. You really want it turned on again. You look around and notice his pants hanging on the telephone pole down the street.

You [09:09 pm]: Did you have to hang your whole closet around the area?

Unknown [09:10 pm]: Simply making your job easier for later. I should've fucked you in that alley, bratty slut. No doubt that you'd like it. Do you want me to do that or do you prefer mindlessly coming to me just to get fucked?

You ignore his message as you walk up to the pants, looking around and sighing out of relief as there wasn't anyone to see you. This could be so much more humiliating. You find the note inside the pocket and the toy starts vibrating again, making your whole body twitch forward from suddenness. You let out a shaky moan, quickly trying to muffle it by biting down on your lip. The toy picks up on intensity and speed; the sensations more overwhelming than before. Your cunt tightens around the toy as your clit feels overly sensitive now given it didn't receive any friction for a while.

The note doesn't have anything written on it, but a drawing or rather a doodle of the road that is between the trees and small house at the end. You immediately see the road on your right side and start walking as fast as your trembling legs would let you. You shamelessly let out softer moans as you figure no one could hear you, but him.

Your thighs feel weak and you can feel precum sliding down them as the vibrations become stronger with each step you make. You can't stop now, but you can feel an overwhelming heat spread inside your body, a knot of pleasure filling your lower tummy more and more.

You curse under your breath as it gets hard to even stand, yet alone walk. But you keep on doing it, even though your breath becomes short and shallow. You try to soothe the sensations by gripping tightly on your skirt as your mind feels hazy, your orgasm building up more with each passing second.

You see the house in the distance, trying your best to keep your composure until you get there. The toy starts vibrating even faster, relentlessly building your orgasm as it hits all of your sweet spots. At this point your panties are beyond soaked, precum filthily sliding down your inner thighs.

Each time you try to squeeze your legs closer in-between the steps, it only presses more on your clit, almost sending you over the edge. A few louder moans slip past your lips as a knot of pleasure inside your tummy keeps on convulsing.

The toy starts slipping out of your cunt as the intensity increases and you clumsily push it back, choking out a gasp as you are on the edge of your orgasm.

You finally reach the house, quickly getting up the small set of stairs and try to push the door open, unsuccessfully. There is a note and a bucket. Your vision is slightly blurry, it's hard to focus, but you notice Nikolai's underwear inside the bucket. Is he for real?

You find the composure to see that a note says "Trick or treat". You click your tongue as you step from side to side, legs shaky and unstable, face twitching in pleasure as the vibrations become even stronger.

The sensations are unbearable, the toy is simultaneously and continuously sending jolts of pleasure through your clit and g-spot. You figure this is the strongest level because if there is more, God, you can't handle it. You messily take off your bra as the first few mild waves of orgasm spread inside your lower tummy.

You throw your bra in the bucket and lean your forehead against the door as your body feels weak. The door opens and you almost fall down, but swiftly find a balance only to fall down on your knees, finally letting your orgasm wash over you. You let out loud and sharp moans as your grip on the skirt tightens, hands pressing into the floor harshly as your orgasm reaches its peak. Your eyes tear up from intensity, thighs shaking as your head falls down, unable to remain straight anymore.

Your orgasm slowly melts away, but the toy keeps stimulating you, squeezing out more moans out of your throat. Suddenly, there is a harsh pull on your hair, forcing your head to lean on Nikolai's chest. The position didn't allow you much movement, all you know is that he was squatting behind you and you could see a bit of the ghostface mask.

He pulls your hair more, exposing your throat for him. In an instant, you can hear the sound of the camera. He takes a few photos of your face with his phone before he puts it back into his pocket. You can barely choke out any sounds as the toy keeps pleasuring you, sensations too overwhelming. A few tears roll down your cheeks and Nikolai gently scoops them with a dull side of a knife. A cold metal sends shivers down your spine.

"Finally found me. What a messy, but warm welcome you made." he whispers, voice slightly muffled from the mask. He gently slides the sharp tip of the knife down your chin and further down your throat.

"I was getting bored, you know? Even though your little struggle to keep it together made it bearable." he lets out a light giggle as he slides the knife down, easily cutting through the soft fabric of your shirt. Your thighs twitch and shake as the toy keeps on stimulating you, a couple of guttural grunts and whimpers escaping your throat.

"Ah, I was hoping you would leave your panties inside the bucket...It doesn't matter, I will take care of it for you." he gently slides the cold tip of the knife between your chest and down your tummy. He slides it up and down, slowly and teasingly. It makes your back arch, his movement adding to the more mess in your panties.

Nikolai slowly lets go of your hair, but brings up the sharp side of the knife to your throat, keeping you still and close to him. He moves his hand down, sliding it underneath your ass and inside your panties, slowly taking out the toy out of your cunt. It slides out easily and the sudden empty sensation makes you gasp sharply. He examines the toy for a moment, letting out a soft giggle before he puts it to the side and takes out his phone to turn it off. He leans closer to your ear, an edge of the mask brushing over your skin.

"Now, tell me. Are you that desperate to get fucked that you couldn't wait for your boyfriend and came to god knows who? Does your neediness turn you into a dumb little whore?" his voice is deeper, more serious. He gently wraps his hand around your throat as he moves the knife behind you, sneaking it between your legs. He slowly slides the flat side over your clothed cunt, making teasing small circles each time he reaches your clit. You let out a soft moan, shivers running up your spine. You don't answer his question as he moves his hand away from your throat, but your head remains still on his chest.

He sneaks his hand between your legs, using the two of his fingers to move your panties to the side. He slides the flat, dull and cold side of the knife over your leaking cunt. The metal is barely touching your sensitive inner lips and clit making you quiver. Your back arch a bit more as he keeps moving the knife back and forth, slowly and gently, making you let out a few softer moans.

After a few more moments of teasing you he brings the knife close to your face as he uses his other hand to cup your jaw, pushing his thumb between your lips. You open your mouth and he slides his thumb underneath your tongue, urging you to stick it out. You do so and he slides the coated side of the knife over your tongue, making you taste a mess you made.

"I suppose that answers my question." he whispers, a slight excitement evident in his voice as he uses your tongue to clean up the knife. Once the knife is clean, he extracts his thumb out of your mouth, letting you close them. You swallow the aftertaste that was melting on your tongue as Nikolai stands up, your body losing stability for a moment.

He makes a long step around you, squatting down again, his face on the almost same level as yours. You feel a sweet warmth spread beneath your cheeks, a few waves of excitement swirling inside your tummy. He gently slides the tip of the knife over your cheek and down, over your jaw, and further beneath your chin. He gently presses the knife into it, forcing you to lift up your head.

"What a desperate little thing you are. It would be a pity to leave you like this after you put so much effort to get here." his voice is softer, but teasing. You can't help yourself, hands acting on their own, sliding over the black robe he was wearing. You could see his hard cock making an outline, back of your fingers sliding over it. He lets out a soft whimper as he presses the knife slightly harder into your skin, lifting your head up even more and exposing your throat to him.

He slowly leans in, knife still on your skin, as he lifts his mask just a little bit in order to place a few quick kisses on your neck. You let out a shaky breath out, hands trying to wrap around his clothed cock. He swiftly moves his body away from you before he readjusts his mask properly.

"A needy whore, indeed." he chuckles before he removes the knife away from your chin and wraps his arms around your waist and back, putting you on his shoulder. He straightens himself, lifting you up in the process and closes the front door before he makes his way to the bedroom, you assume. He lands a heavy spank on your ass and you let out a sharp moan, body twitching on his shoulder.

The room he walks into is darker, but the dim light of candles provides a warm, red color.

He slowly puts you down and takes off your in-middle cut shirt, sliding it down your shoulders and down your arms. As soon as the shirt hits the floor, you wrap your arms around his neck, looking for a button of his robe. You lean closer to his face, gently kissing the mask.

"I want to kiss you. Lift it up." you whisper as your fingertips finally touch the small button, messily trying to undo it. He chuckles as he gently slides his palms up and down your exposed waist. He brings them further up, placing them beneath your boobs and uses both of his thumbs to slide them over your nipples.

"I don't think your dear boyfriend would like you kissing other men. Isn't it more fun this way?" he whispers, voice teasing, as your body trembles from his touch. You let his robe fall down his shoulders and he moves his hands away from your boobs, letting it fall down completely. His exposed body makes your mind dizzy, fingertips brushing over his chest and tummy. Your gaze fixates on his hard, dripping cock.

"That's all you need to see. It's the sole reason you came here, no?" he giggles and you kiss the mask one more time, unable to think about anything else at the moment. He sneaks his thumbs between your skin and panties, quickly sliding them down in one quick motion alongside your skirt. He pushes his thigh between your legs, forcing you to move with his own body.

You reach the edge of the bed, falling down on it. You adjust yourself, laying down as you spread your legs for him. He positions himself on top of you, gently pushing your knees and spreading your legs even more. He slides his palms over your inner thighs, slightly tilting his head. You couldn't see his face, but you knew he was enjoying the view. He moves one of his hands away from your knee and wraps it around his cock.

He gives his cock a few quick pumps before he places the tip of it on your inner lips, sliding it up and down and coating it in your precum. You let out a softer moan when his tip touches your clit for a split second. He lets out a soft whimper of his own as he aligns his cock with your entrance, slowly sliding it inside, inch by inch.

You choke out a moan as your pussy clenches around his cock, it feels so much better than a toy. You bring your hands close to his face in desire to take his mask off, an urge to see his face overpowering you. Nikolai swiftly grabs both of your wrists with his hand, pinning them over your head as he angles his hips and begins thrusting roughly inside of you almost immediately. You gasp in from a sudden and quick fullness as his cock stretches you out.

"Don't be a bratty pushover now. Isn't this how you wanted me to fuck you?" he whispers in a slightly trembling tone, the mask making his voice echo a bit.

You give him a quick nod and let out a sharp moan as his cock keeps sliding in and out of your cunt, each thrust stimulating all of your sweet spots in quick, short intervals. Nikolai lets out a chain of a few soft whimpers and grunts of his own as your pussy tightens and relaxes around him. He brings his other hand to one of your inner thighs, spreading your legs even more and with that making his thrusts deeper and more stimulating. He speeds up his movement, his balls slapping the underside of your pussy quite harshly, leaving a tingling warmth behind.

He pulls his cock out for a quick moment and brings his thumb to your inner lips, coating his fingertip in your precum. He swiftly slides his cock back inside, pace as relentless and harsh as before. His grip on your wrists tightens as he brings his other hand to your chest, cupping your boob and using his coated thumb to make soft circles on your nipple, opposite to the movement of his hips. Your breath is cut short each time he makes a full thrust inside, his cock kissing the deepest spots inside of you. Your back arch a little bit from the sweet, teasing sensation on your nipple as your lower tummy fills up with pleasurably cramping warmth.

Nikolai lets a mixture of soft gasps and whimpers as your pussy leaks more precum around his cock. You wrap your legs around his hips for a short moment, but the roughness of his thrusts make them weak fairly quickly. His circling on your nipple speeds up and you let out sharper moans, mind hazy as the heat keeps spreading beneath your skin.

Nikolai lets go of your wrists, bringing his hand to lift his mask just a little bit, giving you a small revelation of his parted lips. He leans closer to your chest, wrapping his lips around your other nipple and starts gently sucking on it. His thrusts are still as rough as before, making you dizzy in the best way possible. You let out soft moans as his tongue circles around your nipple alongside his thumb while his cock keeps on stimulating the sweetest spots inside of you.

He moves both of his hands beneath your knees as he lets go of your nipple with a small pop sound. He slides the mask back down using his head and your chest, straightening himself afterwards. He presses your legs to your chest, angling his hips a bit more, his thrusts becoming deeper as well as unbearably intense and rough. You let out filthy moans and gasps, your breathing becoming rapid. You grip the sheets with your hands, barely having strength to squeeze them as your body feels overwhelmed. A heavy wave of heat makes a tingling knot inside your lower tummy as Nikolai's cock keeps on relentlessly pressuring your g-spot, without giving it a single break.

He lets out softer moans and whimpers, but they are out-louded by yours and by the heavy slaps of his skin on yours. Your eyes roll back into your head as you feel lightheaded, pleasure too much to handle. Your pussy clenches around him as more precum leaks down your walls, desperate for an orgasm.

"Please, please-," you choke out, loud moans drowning out your words.

"I know, doll." he soothes with his voice as he moves one of your legs to the side, spreading it as far as possible before he brings his thumb to your clit, resting his palm on your lower tummy.

He starts drawing small, precise circles and it immediately sends sweet jolts through your body, your chest tingling from warmth. He speeds up the movement of his hips even more as he presses your leg on your chest harsher, not giving you a second to process the pleasure that he was providing to all of your sweet spots. Your breathing becomes incoherent and heavy as your throat feels dry from all the filthy sounds you were letting out.

Your back arch as his cock and thumb keep on giving you intense, overbearing pleasure. Your body tenses up as your cunt keeps on tightening and loosing up around his, now, throbbing cock. You can only manage to slightly roll your hips to match his movement as the tingling knot inside your lower tummy slowly melts into a first wave of orgasm. He presses his palm down, feeling himself move inside of you. This way your g-spot feels even more stimulated, a loud gasp squeezing out of your throat. It sends a stinging bitter-sweet pleasure through your body, making your thighs feel weak.

You gasp in as your orgasm quickly picks up its pace, reaching its peak. Nikolai lets out a trembling, sharp moan as your pussy leaks all over his cock. He keeps on thrusting as roughly as before, his thumb still circling on your clit. Your hips jerk and quiver as moans keep escaping your throat, the heavy waves of heat convulsing inside your lower tummy. Nikolai moves his hand away from your clit and lower tummy, his cock twitching as he slows down his pace, letting you calm down from your climax.

Your breathing goes back to normal and Nikolai moves his hand close to your face, gently brushing the back of his fingers over your cheek. He slowly pulls out and it makes you gasp as he moves his body completely away from yours. He slides his hands up your thighs and to your hips, hinting you to turn around.

"Time to give me a better shot of your face, pretty doll'." he chuckles and you notice the camera, red light going on and off. It was recording the whole time. Well, this wasn't a twist you didn't agree to, so you obey, resting your chest on the mattress as you arch your back for Nikolai who was behind you.

He places his hands on your hips as he aligns his painfully hard cock with your inner lips, swiftly moving his hips forward and sliding inside your needy cunt. He starts thrusting in a quick pace immediately, picking up where he left off. You rest your chin on the mattress, barely keeping your eyes open as your moans get abruptly cut off each time the heaviness of his thrusts jerks your body into the bed. He digs his fingernails into your hips, grip tightening as his cock reaches the deepest and sweetest spots inside of you.

His balls slap your clit, the small stinging impact sending shivers up your spine and making your hips quiver a bit. He lets out a prolonged, needy moan as he pulls your hips back to meet his rough thrusts. He keeps on pressuring your g-spot in a perfect angle, your eyes filling up with tears of pleasure. Your head feels dense, body sore as weak moans escape your dry throat. Nikolai's pelvic area keeps on slapping your ass and it feels like it's bruising at this point, tingling warmth spreading beneath.

You lower your head, resting your forehead on the mattress as you arch your back more. Nikolai immediately grabs you by your hair, lifting your head up to face the camera.

"Eyes at the camera, pretty one." his voice is steady, but a few moans slip past his lips. He keeps your head in place as he moves his other hand away from your hip. He lowers his hips a little bit, reaching new sweet spots inside your cunt and earning a sharp moan of yours.

"What do you think people would say if they saw you getting fucked like this? Hm?" he teases as he brings out a knife that you didn't even know he still had; gently pressing it against your throat.

He practically uses your hair as a form of stability, rolling his hips in a vigorous, merciless pace. Your ass feels sore from all the slaps of his skin.

"You like being pounded into like a little dumb slut? What would your boyfriend say if he saw this?" his voice is playful and you would chuckle if you had the strength, but all that comes out are whorish moans.

He presses the knife into your skin a bit more, making you gasp in as he speeds up the pace of his hips.

"Come on, give me your best expressions, doll." his voice is less steady than before, breathy moans escaping his throat as soon as he finishes his sentence.

Your eyes roll back as his pace becomes unbearable, his cock twitching inside of you and stimulating your weak spots even more. Your thighs start to shake and your lips part, eyes filling up with tears as your cunt feels overly sensitive.

Tears quickly roll down your face as whorish, guttural moans escape your throat. Each thrust of his feels like an orgasm on its own, your cunt clenching around him in response to his cock throbbing. He throws his head back, letting out a sharp whine as he drops the knife to the side. His shaky hand falls on your ass cheek, gripping it in a harsh manner as his own climax inches closer and closer with each thrust.

There is a small string of saliva covering your bottom lip, mind hazy and completely overwhelmed. Nikolai makes a few quick, sharp thrusts inside of your cunt, barely sliding his cock and out of you. You can feel his cock pulsating and twitching inside of you, sending tingles through your body.

You choke out a chain of breathy moans as he lets out desperately loud and sharp whines, finally reaching his own climax. He releases a few thick whips of cum inside of you, his now messy pace making it spill all over your inner lips and back of your thighs. Your body quivers and he lets go of your hair, letting your head fall down as you gasp for air.

He lands a heavy spank on your ass, using both of his hands to grip your cheeks, trying to soothe out the intensity of his orgasm. A few more needy whimpers escape his throat as he rides out his climax, slowing down his pace. His breathing is heavy, you can hear him almost choking on his saliva as he pulls out, letting his cum spill everywhere.

Your sore and weak body completely falls down on the bed, thighs shaky. Both of you lay down for a while, calming down from your pleasures. Nikolai takes a quick photo of a mess he made out of your pussy and chuckles to himself.

"If you make that your background, I will kill you." you say slightly breathless and he giggles at you.

"I would never do that! Plus, I have much better materials to use for that now~" his voice is so upbeat and you can't help but wonder where he gets all this energy from all the time. You just chuckle, trying to relax a bit more.

Once both of you calm down, Nikolai turns off the camera and takes off his mask. You smile softly at him and he takes you to the bathroom, a little smile on his face as well. The two of you enjoy a long, loving bath together. You give him all the kisses and love you couldn't before and in return he washes your sore body and pretty hair he was pulling on way too much.

Later on, you fall asleep cuddled up together, naked, given that you are too lazy and tired to get dressed. In the morning, you notice that he is gone and assume he went on a mission or to do some errands.

You look for your clothes and take your poor shirt, sighing. The only issue is that you can't find your panties anywhere. You curse under your breath as you forgot to bring change of clothes and it seems he did too. As if. He probably did it on purpose.

Ping!

Unknown [11:34 am]: 1 attachment.

Unknown [11:34 am]: Looking for these?

It's a picture of your panties. You want to chuckle, but you can't really go out in a ripped shirt and no panties so you feel a bit more annoyed.

You [11:35 am]: I have things to do, so please bring me a change of clothes :) <3

Unknown [11:36 am]: What a polite attitude. Where did a slut from last night go?

Unknown [11:36 am]: Also, won't happen. Unless...you want to play again? ;)

The End :) <3

I hope you liked it and enjoyed it! :) <3

Thank you for all the love and support you give me, it truly means a lot to me! :D <3

Forehead kisses for everyone :3

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wol-fica · 10 months

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Brom. I just had the perfect idea for a oneshot but idk how to write it so I'm gonna ask you 💪

Ok, so Jenna x gp reader where she recorded us having sex one time and she was showing someone some pictures on her phone and she accidentally scrolled to that video 😭

gotchu bby @deep-fried-egg (ik this is old don’t remind me)

“And that is when Aliyah slipped face first into mud.” Jenna chuckled, showing the photo to her older sister.

“Damn I wish I could’ve gone hiking with you two, looks like you had a lot of fun.” Mya said, smiling at the photos her younger sister kept showing her.

“We would’ve been so chaotic.” Jenna replied, her mind wandering back to when she went on that trip with her younger sister.

While lost in thought, she completely forgot she was scrolling for more photos and accidentally stopped a few seconds too long on a video no one should have ever seen.

Jenna wasn’t one for watching porn or anything of the sort, but she won’t lie saying she doesn’t get horny missing you when she is across the country. So, she sat down with you and asked if she could take a few videos to keep her awake and alive whenever she is filming far away from home.

This was one of those videos, what you liked to label as a sex tape. Jenna were on her back, her hands handcuffed to the headboard behind her. With her arms up, her chest was on full display, breasts bouncing beautifully to each thrust from your hips. Farther down on the screen, her legs were spread wide open with you in between, your cock buried in her soft heat while you fucked her and stretched her thoroughly.

Jenna remembered that time like it was yesterday, because it was. After her day trip with Aliyah, she was exceedingly desperate for you, hence why she came home and asked you to film another video for her folder labeled away-from-home-collection. She remembered how you handled her, rough and straight to the chase when she politely asked you to rail her.

The video played for only 3 seconds, but that was enough for one to see the way your cock slid back and forth easily through Jenna’s cunt. How her abdomen muscles tensed when she came, and how your dick got covered with a new layer of her cum. One could also see how Jenna was being practically manhandled, her wrists cuffed, her legs forced open by you while you pounded into her. What a sight to see.

“Oh my god!” Jenna almost yelled, pressing her phone to her chest.

Mya looked aghast, eyes wide with disbelief while her stare followed the phone. The audio was still playing from the video, Jenna’s moans filling the now quiet kitchen. Jenna quickly shut her phone off, staring straight ahead in pure embarrassment.

“I’m sorry.” She whispered, clutching her phone like it was a bomb.

Silence.

Then a wolf whistle from her right.

Jenna snapped her head to her younger sister, gawking when she saw how she was laughing.

“Oooo Wee! I didn’t know you and Y/N filmed porn!” Aliyah yelled, cackling while clutching her stomach, “Is that your new genre? Can’t get enough of horror?”

“Aliyah.” Jenna said through her teeth, face flushed red.

“Maybe she had to take a step up from X.” Mya said from her left, causing Jenna to now look at her with the same gawked expression.

“Who’s the church mouse turned bad girl now?” Aliyah joked, laughing and slapping her knee at the reference.

“Good one Ali.” Mya quipped, sipping her drink daintily, “You already know Jenna has more of those vidoes.”

“Guys!” Jenna cried out, letting her head fall into her hands, “This is so embarrassing.”

“Nothing to be embarrassed about ReeRee.” Aliyah said, wiping tears from her eyes, “I’m sure Y/N is great in bed anyways.”

“You should’ve seen how big she is. Jenna is lucky.” Mya mumbled loudly enough for both girls to hear.

“Mya!” Jenna shouted, throwing her hands up in exasperation, “Cmon!”

“Don’t get mad at us, you pulled up the video.” The oldest sister said, smiling behind her wine glass.

“Bet it was in the away-from-home folder.” Aliyah snorted, giggling like a school girl.

Jenna groaned into her hands, a small smile on her face from her sisters laughter filling the room.

“I’m never going to show you anything on my phone again.” She said, stuffing it safely into her pocket.

What a story it will be to tell you when she gets home.

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say-al0e · 2 years

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Whole Lotta Love

Rating: M | This is smut! No one under 18, minors DNI!

Summary: Coming home for spring break means getting to spend an entire week with Eddie. And he’s missed you just as much as you’ve missed him. | Ft. “Fuck, I’ve missed touching you,” + “I’ll do anything you want. All you have to do is ask,” requested by @/rebeccaperegrine-blog1

Pairing: Eddie x fem!Reader (college aged reader)

Warnings: A little insecurity, a mention of Hawkins giving weird vibes, some anxiety, a little loneliness, protected p in v, very light sub!Eddie, rusty smut (I’m sorry it’s been a while, I’m out of practice)

Word Count: 5.4k (I’m so sorry I don’t know what happened)

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After months of endless noise - the constant tap of heels against tile, the echoing laughter of the seventeen other girls that shared your dorm floor, the persistent hum of a thousand separate conversations melding into one, the occasional beat of this new record or that one - the silence of home felt overwhelming.

The absence of life, made that much more evident by the disappearing act your parents pulled, had you simultaneously relieved - able to think for the first time in weeks - and on edge as you wandered around the empty home in search of something to satiate your boredom.

Planning for the trip home meant cramming as much studying, writing, and working into the days leading up to your departure as humanly possible. The goal was to leave behind every possible worry - every homework assignment, every exam, every essay, every work assignment - and focus solely on enjoying your first spring break as a college student. There was plenty to do at home, anyway, especially when you planned to spend as much time as humanly possible with Eddie.

That plan - leaving most of your books behind, tossed onto the desk hidden in the corner of your dorm room, and becoming so busy with Eddie that you barely noticed the passage of time - would’ve worked flawlessly, had you not returned home two days earlier than expected.

There were moments that you, selfishly, forgot that the lives of your loved ones moved on without you, that their days continued to pass without your presence, and as glad as you were that their world continued to spin - Hawkins continued to exist, in all of its faded glory - you felt a bit of the loneliness your mother joked about as you climbed the stairs to your bedroom.

It was easy to pretend that you didn’t miss home - didn’t miss your parents, your friends, Eddie - when you spoke to them several times a week. It was easy to pretend when you were surrounded by people and buried beneath the weight of this assignment or that one, this deadline for the school paper or that snippy comment leveled at you by your editor. But when left to your own devices, it was easy to remember just how much you’d missed in the few months since you’d last made the trip home.

Instead of wallowing in their empty nest, your parents were sitting at the home of a friend - another empty-nester, whose daughter lived in the same building as you - enjoying dinner and games. There would be time later to see them, to get annoyed with their parenting, so the slight sting of disappointment you felt at their absence was of little concern to you.

Eddie’s absence, however, weighed much heavier on you as you began to dig through the basket of tapes sitting on your dresser. He, like your parents, wasn’t expecting you until Saturday so there was no ill-will as you realized he would be spending most of his night with Hellfire. There was no answer when you called him upon first arriving at home - not a surprise, given that he’d likely had other plans between school’s ending and Hellfire’s beginning - so you were simply counting down the hours until you could try again.

Knowing Eddie - and the ragtag bunch of freshmen he’d chosen to continue the club upon his graduation - it would likely be a few hours more and time seemed to be at a standstill. Having him so close, only a few miles between you, and not being able to see him was infinitely worse than being separated by a hundred miles.

Still, you knew that you’d get to spend a week with him and decided to hope he’d return home sooner rather than later instead of making the journey to Hawkins High in search of him.

With that in mind, you popped a tape into the player, grabbed the most worn book on your shelf, and settled onto your bed in a desperate bid to rush time along. But it seemed as if only a few minutes had passed when, as you lounged - a copy of The Illustrated Man in hand and the nearly worn out tape Eddie gave you when you first began dating filling the stifling silence - you heard the quiet tapping at your window.

For a brief moment, you wondered if the tape was beginning to wear out - it was nearing a year old and you played it often, especially now that you and Eddie no longer saw one another on a daily basis - but the noise grew louder as the song played on.

The rational part of your brain, the part that had been on edge since returning to Hawkins, told you that it was nothing more than a branch tapping against the window as you marked the page in your book and tossed it onto the bed. The paranoid part - the part that seemed to assume the worst, especially at home - begged to differ.

Quietly, you climbed from the bed and slowly approached the window.

Upon first glance, it seemed as if your initial instinct had been right. The dim orange glow of a streetlight illuminated the night, showcased tree branches fluttering in the wind and little else, and calmed your racing heart slightly as you heaved a heavy sigh.

Despite how eager you were to see Eddie, returning to Hawkins had - understandably - set you on edge. However, you refused to let the twinge of unease that settled in your chest upon crossing the county line ruin your break. This would just be another funny story to tell Eddie - a way to convince him to let you choose a movie other than The Evil Dead - when you were finally reunited.

However, before you could reach out to lock the window and return to your bed, a mess of dark hair and a flash of white fabric filled your vision. As the window began to slowly rise, creaking slightly as it lifted, you scrambled across the room toward your closet. But as you reached for the softball bat still nestled in the back of your closet, a peal of familiar laughter echoed through the room.

The instantaneous relief you felt was coupled with an excitement that you couldn’t quite contain - even as your heart felt as if it might beat out of your chest - when Eddie began to fold himself in through the now open window. His presence, though unexpected, was a welcome surprise and you wanted nothing more than to cross the short distance that separated you and pull him into a long overdue embrace. However, you couldn’t help but huff in faux annoyance as he continued to giggle.

“Jesus Christ!” The heavy thump of Eddie’s shoes hitting the floor nearly drowned out the exclamation as he pulled himself through the window into your room. He stumbled slightly - out of practice after so many months - before straightening to his full height and snickering as you tossed a pillow at him. “Are you trying to give me a heart attack?”

Eddie grinned brightly, eyes shining with mirth, as he tossed the pillow back onto your bed before leaning against the windowsill. His eyes tracked your movements as you folded your arms over your chest but he made no effort to hide his amusement. He knew you well enough to know that you weren’t annoyed - not really, anyway - and was able to read the relief in your expression as you waited with narrowed eyes for his response.

“I was trying to be romantic,” he asserted, though the grin on his lips made you doubt his intentions. “I was gonna be cheesy and throw pebbles at your window but I figured your parents would be pissed if I broke it.” When you made a face - he wasn’t wrong, your parents liked Eddie but that didn’t mean they would happily overlook a broken window - but made no effort to close the distance between you, he tilted his head and pouted. “I’m sorry. We haven’t seen each other in forever and I wanted to surprise you.”

With a sigh, you reached out to shut the closet door and shook your head fondly. “Well, color me surprised.” A moment of silence passed as you slowly crossed the room and stopped a few steps away from him. “You know you could’ve come in through the front door, right? My parents aren’t home.”

“I know,” he nodded. His eyes met yours as he pushed away from the windowsill to stand to his full height and flashed with a light you’d missed more than you cared to admit. “Call me nostalgic. I’ve missed sneaking into your room, thought this way would be more fun.”

Instead of giving in to the urge to close the minuscule gap between the two of you, just as you knew he wanted you to do, you hummed thoughtfully. “How’d you even know I was home? Isn’t tonight Hellfire?”

Eddie nodded easily as he took a tentative step forward, grin badly hidden as he made a soft noise of disappointment. “Oh, how easily you forget just how fast word travels in a town as small as Hawkins. I heard you were home from no fewer than five different people before I could start setting up. So, naturally, we postponed and the freshmen will live to die another day.”

The quirk of your brow made him smile - a real, soft, shy smile that made your heart skip a beat - and you couldn’t help but return it as you took the final step and closed the gap between your bodies. This time, the quirk of your brows was an honest reaction - surprise and awe, a giddy gratitude that made you nearly breathless as you realized the weight of his words. "You postponed for me?”

Nearly a year ago, the thought would’ve been met with skeptical laughter - Eddie postponed Hellfire for no one - but now, he simply shrugged.

“I haven’t seen you in forever,” he repeated, voice going quiet as he searched your face for the answer to a question he had yet to ask. “I see them all the time.” He spoke as if that was the most obvious answer he could give and, knowing Eddie, it was the only thought that crossed his mind.

Knowing there was nothing you could say that would adequately express your emotions - overwhelming joy, an immense relief, at being in his presence once more; the feeling of returning home, settling back into the space you know you were made to occupy; a warmth that eclipsed the loneliness you’d been struggling with - you reached out to cup his cheeks and tugged him forward. You caught the flash of his smile as he willingly allowed you to pull him into an eager kiss, lips clashing in a way that felt so familiar and achingly foreign as you relished in being able to touch him once more.

Despite the initial reaction to your relationship with Eddie - confusion, disbelief - you knew that there was no one you’d rather be with. Returning to his embrace made more sense than anything you’d ever done and settling back into this moment made you feel as if you’d never left Hawkins in the first place.

The weight of his touch, the scent of smoke and leather, the warmth of his body - it all combined in a way that ignited a spark you’d been neglecting for weeks. There was no place you’d rather be, no sensation you’d rather feel, and you knew Eddie felt the same way as he slotted himself against you. His hands fell to your hips, ringed fingers digging into your skin as he held you close, and you sighed into the kiss.

Though you would’ve been content to live in the moment forever, mouths slotted together and bodies pressed firmly against one another - his warmth bleeding through the soft fabric of his Hellfire shirt, into your skin as he licked into your mouth - the need for oxygen grew to be too great.

As you pulled away, Eddie laughed quietly and scanned your face with dark eyes. “Hi.” He grinned brightly as his fingers dipped beneath the hem of your t-shirt and settled into a familiar position, gently brushing your rapidly heating skin. The weight of his touch calmed any lingering anxiety that plagued you, washed away any hint of loneliness, and made you laugh as he asked, “Miss me, princess?”

Some small part of you wanted to lighten the moment, brush off his question with a teasing compliment or a flirty remark, but you knew Eddie. Just as you’d been anxious and alone, so had he. Beneath the lighthearted question, a kernel of insecurity - buried deep, nearly erased by the time you’d spent together - threatened to burst. You could see in his eyes that he was truly asking, searching for a reassurance that his longing for you was returned, so you gave him the most honest answer you could muster.

“More than you know, Eds.” There was a stack of letters sitting on your dorm room desk - and surely a matching pile somewhere in Eddie’s bedroom - that attested to the longing you both felt for one another but words on paper mattered so little when you were finally breathing the same air once more. “I didn’t really think it was possible to miss someone this much.”

A look of awe - something verging on disbelief - flashed across his face, however, as quickly as it appeared, it was replaced with a soft smile as he surged forward to pull you into another kiss. The kiss, though clumsy, calmed your heart. And though it had been nearly two months since you’d last seen one another, it felt as if no time at all had passed as his lips found yours. His body slotted easily against yours, as if the space between you never existed in the first place, and never faltered as he poured every ounce of longing he could muster into the kiss.

Eddie relaxed into the embrace, his body becoming soft and pliant, and sighed as your tongue traced his bottom lip. His hands dipped beneath the hem of your t-shirt and you could feel him smile as you shivered at the cool press of his rings against your heated skin. Without wasting a moment, he tugged you closer - desperate to eliminate any remaining space between you - and pulled away just enough to meet your eyes.

Calloused fingers, rough from years of playing the guitar, mapped the path you knew he’d trace later with his mouth, as he laughed quietly. “Fuck,” he sighed, eyes dipping to your mouth before lifting once more to meet your gaze, “I missed you.”

There was little else that needed to be said; there would be time to catch up later, time to laugh about the way Hawkins never seemed to change and how excited he was to graduate, time to wax poetic about how much you missed one another and how glad you were to be together again. For now, the only thing that mattered was getting reacquainted.

The smirk on Eddie’s lips made you roll your eyes as you fisted the leather of his jacket and tugged him forward. With no hesitation, Eddie allowed you to guide him away from the window, toward your bed. There was no question of where this was headed - as much as you missed simply existing alongside him, you’d missed touching him nearly as much - so he eagerly walked backward.

Quiet laughter escaped him as you shoved at the heavy garment the moment his thigh bumped the edge of the mattress. He shifted away just enough to shrug it off - tossed into a corner to grab later - before he allowed himself to fall onto your bed and pull you down with him.

A soft grunt left his mouth as you fell, body slotting between his spread thighs, but he gave you no time to apologize as one hand lifted to cup your cheek. Warm fingers splayed across your jaw, fingers digging into the hinge, as he lifted to meet you in another kiss. The music, once so prominent in the back of your mind, faded into white noise as the world ceased to exist around you. The only thing that mattered was the feeling of his hands on your skin, his mouth on yours, and the soft moan he released as you tangled your fingers in his hair and tugged.

As you shifted above him, hips dropping to settle comfortably on his lap, Eddie groaned and dropped his hands to your hips. Eagerly, he nudged the fabric of your shirt up, bunched it higher and higher, and grinned when you pulled away long enough to help him tug it over your head. In that moment, he took advantage of the opportunity to shift you and the world seemed to spin as you settled against the pillows.

Eddie’s hands traced your now exposed skin as his eyes met yours. The feeling of his touch, simultaneously so familiar and foreign after months apart, pulled a soft sigh from your mouth as your hands lifted to tangle in his hair once more. He looked pleased at the response, happy to have you beneath him once more, and grinned as he shifted to slot himself between your thighs.

Careful fingers skated down your chest, tracing an eager path to the waistband of your shorts, as dark eyes shifted to explore your exposed skin. You could feel the tickle of his hair against your skin, the warmth of his breath fanning across your hip, and knew that he could hear the change in your breathing as you waited for him to touch you.

“Fuck,” Eddie sighed as he dropped his hands to trace the delicate skin of your inner thighs. “I missed touching you,” he admitted before leaning in to press a soft kiss just above your hipbone. “It’s been a long few months.”

The sight of Eddie between your thighs, dark hair mussed from your fingers and lips kiss swollen, never failed to set your skin alight. Though you always found him attractive, seeing the mess that became of him in moments like this made your heart race. There was something etherial about it, otherworldly, and you were grateful to see him like this once more.

While you studied him, eyes roving the mess of his hair, Eddie eagerly slipped your shorts down your thighs. Laughter bubbled in your throat as he tossed them over his shoulder and winced when he heard an object clatter to the ground.

“I’ll clean that up later,” he promised, though you knew better than to believe that he would. It would lie forgotten until you woke the next morning but the thought of teasing him dissolved as he leaned in to press a soft kiss to your inner thigh.

Everything outside of this moment, outside of the feeling of Eddie’s fingers gripping your hips or the warmth of his breath fanning across your skin, ceased to exist. Nothing else mattered as you watched him lean forward, dark eyes glimmering in the lamplight, to nip at the skin of your inner thigh. The only thing you could focus on was relaxing into the moment as his fingers began to dip beneath the fabric of your panties.

“Can I touch you? I really, really missed this.” Despite the number of times you’d been in this situation, the words muffled against your thigh still settled low in your stomach. They wrapped around your heart and squeezed, had you eager for him to do more than lie between your thighs, so you nodded readily.

“Missed this, too,” you sighed, breathless as he shifted his hands to tug the material down your thighs. “You’re always so good to me, baby.”

In the now silent room, it was impossible not to hear his sharp intake of breath as his eyes darted to yours. Pink dusted his cheeks, always so eager to gain your praise, and you nearly laughed at how eagerly he shuffled closer.

There would be time later for drawn out moments, for soft words and curious exploration. Now, after having gone so long without seeing one another, Eddie wasted little time settling squarely between your thighs to drag his fingers through the slick gathered there. He nosed at the juncture of your thigh, lips pressing to the heated skin as his touch sent a shiver down your spine, and groaned when you tugged at his hair.

A warm hand gripped your thigh, fingers digging into the soft flesh, as he pressed his fingers into you. Dark eyes searched your face, watched for any hint of discomfort, and you could see the flash of reverence in them as he curled his fingers. He knew your body like the back of his hand, knew the spots that made you see stars, and eagerly set a pace that made you gasp and writhe beneath him.

His mouth traced your heated skin, teeth scraping the soft flesh and certainly leaving bruises in their wake, as he insistently pressed his fingers deeper. There was little grace in his movements, just an eager desire to have you moan his name, but this was what you’d been missing. It was endearing, knowing that he’d missed you just as much as you’d missed him, and seeing how eager he was to make you fall apart made your heart hammer in your chest.

When his fingers pressed against the spot that made you gasp, you could feel his lips curl into a satisfied smile. Eagerly, he shifted, pressed his face between your thighs, and lapped at your dripping folds. The combination of his fingers, his mouth, and the vibration of his moans pressing into you, working in tandem to overwhelm you, threw you over the edge much faster than you’d imagined possible. However, there was little time to be embarrassed as Eddie’s own moan rivaled the volume of yours. He pressed closer, eagerly lapping at your release, and only lifted his head when you used the grip on his hair to nudge him away.

As you attempted to catch your breath, Eddie sat up and quickly tugged his shirt over his head. It followed the arc of your shorts, dropped to a pile on the floor, before he stood to shimmy out of his jeans and underwear. As he hopped out of the dark fabric, you sat up and laughed when he tilted his head to shoot you a wink.

Despite the flush in his cheeks, he stood unabashedly naked and allowed you to rake your eyes across his exposed skin for a moment. “Checkin’ me out, sweetheart?” He grinned when you laughed, eyes bright as he knelt onto the bed. He held his arms wide and raised an eyebrow as you traced the lines of his tattoos. “It’s the tats, right?”

The tattoos were never what attracted you to Eddie - it was his general countenance, the good you’d seen in him, and the soft smile that won you over - but you hummed thoughtfully, anyway. “Mm, totally,” you nodded, giggles threatening to escape as you shifted to make room for him on the mattress. “The tattoos really sealed the deal. Not like I had a massive crush on you before you had them or anything.”

As you shifted closer, knees pressing into the mattress, Eddie willingly turned to lie back and reached out to help you settle above him on jelly limbs. Dark eyes followed your every move as your hands moved to rest on his chest. The flash of disbelief in his eyes returned - as it always seemed to when you reminded him that you’d had a crush on him from afar before you began dating - as your fingers traced the tattoo just beneath his collarbone.

“Still can’t believe Hawkins High’s golden girl knew my name, let alone had a crush on me,” he teased, though you could hear the hint of insecurity that still lingered in his words. He knew that you loved him, that he was the one you’d chosen, but it sometimes blew his mind that you continued to choose him.

“It’s been years. I don’t think that crush is going away any time soon,” you teased, lips curving into a soft smile as you leaned down. “I’m kind of in love with you, you know?”

Eddie grinned and closed the gap between you with a soft kiss. “I’m totally in love with you,” he admitted, laughing as you tilted your head and smiled.

For a moment, you simply studied him - eager to commit the sight of him beneath you to memory - before you raised a brow and asked, “Can I ride you?” He nodded, eager as always to hand you control, and you smiled as you gently raked your nails across his skin.

He shifted beneath you, fingertips pressing into your skin, and your heart constricted as he laughed quietly. “You can do whatever you want, sweetheart,” he assured you with no hesitation, “all you have to do is ask.”

The glimmer in his eyes, so eager to fall back into your embrace after so long apart, fanned the flames of arousal licking at your skin. He looked so pretty, hair splayed across the pillow and lips kiss-swollen, that you couldn’t help but lean in to nip at the exposed skin of his throat. The marks you left on him would be obvious, easy to spot against his pale skin, but he wore them proudly.

Fingers, calloused from years of playing the guitar, dug into your bare skin as you raked your nails across the tattoos decorating his skin. “You’re so pretty.” Eddie’s breathing stuttered, soft noise of pleasure caught in his throat, as you mumbled praise against his skin. The words were muffled, softened by the press of your lips to the tattoo just beneath his collarbone, but you knew he’d heard them clearly by the way his fingers dug into your skin. “You make me feel so good. And I really, really want to return the favor.”

A quiet moan rumbled in his chest, easily betraying just how eager he was to feel your touch, as you shifted just enough to lean over and reach for the nightstand drawer. His grip on your hips tightened, fingers digging into your skin hard enough to leave bruises, and you bit your lip to keep from laughing as he shifted his hips to gain some sort of friction.

“Fuck.” Eddie shifted beneath you, desperately seeking your warmth, and tilted his head to watch you dig through the pile of items you’d shoved into the drawer to hide the condoms before leaving for college. “Please, sweetheart,” he begged, voice breaking as you triumphantly hummed upon finding a foil packet in the very back of the drawer. “It’s been so fucking long. Just wanna feel you. Please, fuck me.”

The whining edge to his voice surged through you, dropped straight to your core, and set your skin alight as you ripped open the foil packet and shifted to roll the rubber down his length. You lifted your head to watch his eyes flutter shut, lips parting, as he attempted to keep from bucking his hips into your grasp.

There was nothing for you to say, no words that could make the moment any better, as you shifted onto your knees. Eddie tensed beneath you, his entire body tightening, as he prepared for you to sink onto him. His fingers pressed into your hips as his eyes darted between your face and the space between you, eagerly awaiting the sensation you’d both missed more than either of you cared to admit.

As you lowered yourself, fingers pressed against Eddie’s chest - his heart hammering beneath your palm - you bit your lip and lost yourself in the overwhelming fog of his presence. The sound of his voice, rumbling deep in his chest as he moaned; the warmth of his skin, pressed so close to yours; the weight of his touch, fingers anchoring into your skin; the stretch of him filling you - combined, the feeling of being so close once more hit you harder than you thought it would.

Feeling him beneath you, so eager to lose himself in you, made your heart ache as you leaned down to press your lips to his. Though you knew you loved him, it still surprised you just how much love you felt as you began to set a pace you knew he’d appreciate.

Moments like this, spent together in a bubble that consisted solely of each other, were few and far between. The distance had been difficult, soul-crushing at times, but knowing that he was still there - still just as gone for you as he had been the day you agreed to go out with him - made it that much more bearable.

There would be time for soft and slow later, time to drag out the bliss that you’d both missed, but the weight of Eddie’s hands on your hips - the strength of his grip, the sting of his nails digging into your flesh - spurred you on. You wanted him to feel the same bliss he’d made you feel, to feel the same pleasure, so you focused solely on pulling moans from his parted lips as you sank down onto him.

The pace you set was rough, quick and eager, but you knew that he didn’t mind as he tilted his head back and allowed you to nip at the hinge of his jaw. This wouldn’t last, you both knew that, but with a full week to spend together, this would just be the first moment of many so when his breathing began to grow erratic, his heart began to hammer harder beneath your fingertips, you lifted your head to meet his eyes.

“Eddie,” you cooed, voice soft in the quiet of the room, “wanna feel you come for me. Please? You look so pretty when you come, baby.”

“Fuck!” His grip on your hips grew tighter, fingers digging into your skin, as he shifted his hips in search of more friction. He was chasing his own high - one that you would readily give him, as your own was just as quickly approaching - and lifted his eyes to yours. “Come with me? Please, sweetheart?”

He released his grip on your hip to dip a hand between your thighs and moaned when you jolted at the feeling of his fingers rubbing the bundle of nerves. Just as you watched him, eager to see his eyes flutter shut when he fell over the edge, he studied you as he pushed you toward your own end.

Almost too soon, you felt yourself barreling toward the edge - fingers and toes tingling with pleasure - and Eddie sighed in relief as he planted his feet and began to shift his hips. He came first, a moan of your name on his lips, and nearly whimpered when you followed shortly after.

After a moment, when feeling began to return to your limbs, you lifted yourself from his body and laughed as he rolled his head to the side and grinned at you. “I think you killed me,” he accused, voice shaking as he shifted just enough to roll the used condom from his length and toss it into the basket by your bed. “Fuck, I really missed you.”

“Mm. You just missed sex,” you teased, eyes meeting his as he settled into the space by your side.

“Sex with you,” he amended, though he was quick to shake his head. “I missed all of you. Everything about you. Can’t wait to hear all about your classes and your dick boss and that record shop you wrote about.” There was little doubt he wanted to hear about everything you’d mentioned in your letters and then some, little doubt he wanted nothing more than to spend hours catching up, so you nodded.

“I know, baby. Can’t wait to hear all about the newest campaign,” you returned easily as he tugged you close and wrapped an arm around your waist. “I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

As you lay in the quiet, limbs tangled together - calloused fingers tracing nonsensical patterns across your skin -, you considered yourself lucky. You were lucky to have fallen in love with someone like Eddie - someone genuine and sweet, kind and thoughtful - and grateful that you’d given one another a chance, even as you battled the distance that separated you. It was only a matter of months until Eddie graduated and then, there was no telling what the future would hold.

The only thing you felt certain of was that Eddie would remain by your side and that you would tackle the unknown together.

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Author’s Note: THE CHOKEHOLD THIS MAN HAS ME IN. I just finished this fic and now I’m starting another for him. I haven’t written in like two months. Who am I. Send help. I even made him my phone background. I haven’t done that shit since high school. AH. Anyway. Have this. The first time writing for a new character is always the hardest. So. Fingers crossed the next one will be even better.

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onyourhyuck · 11 months

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LOWLIFE. | L.DH | PART 2

— Prologue: He hushes your series of whines. “Be quiet and just take what i give you alright?” He was beyond cruel to you and you couldn’t help it but shut up as he told you to.

— Summary: Where your childhood enemy found your diary one day where you wrote all your dirty thoughts about Lee fucking Haechan.

— Genre: Just pure filth here. Smut Smut Smut minors dni. Manipulative Haechan here he’s just so bad to Y/n. Everything is consensual but it can get pretty dark. Y/n enjoys being humiliated (humiliation kink) and a threesome is involved here with nomin. Recording a sex tape. Exhibitionist. Being watched when having sex. Pure brain rot. Body worshipping (male receiving). Blindfold temporarily on. Ice play female receiving. Giving head to y/n and using ice at the same time. Neck grabbing. Y/n fucking humps thighs. Donghyuck makes Y/n fuck herself on his thighs.

— Notes: Since you guys liked the first part so much here is a part 2 <3 enjoy loves.

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It’s only been a week since the day you were caught with your diary and Donghyuck hasn’t let it go since then keeping you on a tight leash with his name on it figuratively. It’s gotten to the point where there wasn’t a space and time when he was bored and needed some ‘entertainment’ so he would call you up. As much as you’re happy with him being more interactive.

You can’t help but think that you’re growing more feelings towards him than you could imagine. Something darker and more sinister. You can’t help your lewd thoughts and it’s not like you can write it in your diary like you’d per usual do because now he’s got in and he hasn’t given it back since.

You are too embarrassed to voice your opinions to him because not only is this not a friends with benefits — because he’s not your friend and none of you are benefitting from this it’s more like he’s benefiting from your humiliation. It’s much more complex than that.

You’re not sure what to call it honestly and it didn’t matter what label you’ve decided this was, at the end of the day Donghyuck is a lowlife who’s been around your life fucking it over and upside down until you’re a crying fucking mess on the screen and now you’re not sure what more could happen?

You forgot half of the things you’ve wrote in that diary of yours that’s how much you’ve wrote. Endless information he could end you with in a matter of a bullet second from shooting your heart. Donghyuck has been reading your massive diary daily and found himself preparing the next thing you guys could do.

One thing he’s came across was something he couldn’t imagine doing but then he started reading more from your point of view he happens to found himself becoming more interested with the idea of what he’s about to do.

It’s more like multiple things he’s about to do with you.

You were told to come to his house and when you do you’re meant to ring the door bell and wait for him patiently to come down and get the door. You asked what if his parents answer the door but he claims that his parents won’t be home that day until later evening time so you were told to come early morning. When you did the door swung open revealing the devil who looks a little too good in just a basic white shirt with short sleeves revealing the perfectly tan forearms and his wet hair spiked down.

You couldn’t take your eyes off him for the longest minute staying mesmerised at how good he looks. He was in black shorts and a white basic plain shirt only revealing slight bit of his skin which left a feral feeling on the bottom pit of your stomach.

God you sometimes wonder if you can stop being so fucking down bad for him but you can’t.

Donghyuck saw your very obvious staring in which he snaps a finger in front of your glasses glaring at you for standing there. It’s cold outside why would you stand there looking like you’ve seen an angel? “Earth to specs mind coming in or will you stand there like an idiot.”

“Because I can certainly fuck you right here and give my neighbours a hot show.” He darkly throws watching your face go from a light complexion to a very warm bright red. Your gaze breaks down and you take a step inside taking off the shoes and your jacket. Donghyuck smirks ear to ear closing the door.

Shame he wouldn’t mind fucking you in the open right there.

“What’s got you so dazed out airhead?” He crows behind you enough to cause a bunch of goosebumps to pop on your skin like a running disease. You hate how much everything turns you on about him and it’s not even lust at this point.

It’s like you’re drugged by him and he’s the only reason you can feel something to feel so alive.

You wanted to reply but you weren’t sure how to say it casually without seeming like you’ve been eye-fucking him right now.

Donghyuck finds your silence very amusing as he leads you upstairs to the bedroom. You’ve never been to his bedroom but the only time you were inside his house was when your parents let you both play mario kart when you guys were younger. Back then you guys were inseparable best friends but soon enough that changed and now it’s been years since you’ve seen his home again.

“No answer hm?” Donghyuck closed the door as you hear him speak again this time you awkwardly sit on the end of the bed.

You’re quite literally screaming inside your head so many things but many occurrences were that you’re sitting on the bedsheets that smell like him. You could figure out the scent round the room belongs to him and you know it well — he has a distinctive smell that you grew to love and even a simple whiff of it from school if he walks past you or even after sports practice he comes out sweaty with a little bit of spray on his body.

You found yourself loving his cologne.

Donghyuck wanted more of an interaction between you and him but you were completely out of it as if you were too distracted by his bedroom now. He had a bunch of Michael Jackson posters and loads of music albums from him and some were Ariana grande. The other times it was maybe some actors and gaming consoles on the shelves. He happens to have a book shelf full of comics and mangas he grew to love reading.

Maybe you felt like you were seeing a side of him you never knew he had. After all he probably changed a little right?

“What’s got you so shy now, before you couldn’t keep your mouth shut around me.” He told pointing out as he approached you on the bed and you crawl back the minute he moves towards you. He was trapping you on the bed with him now closing in like a wall ready to squish you alive.

“Sorry I’m a bit overwhelmed.” Your response was quietly hidden by the hitch to your breathe when his face closed in stopping just a little leaving only an inch between you and him.

He wasn’t grasping what could make this so overwhelming, is the oxygen in his house becoming too much for you?

When in reality he was too much for you. You were still in disbelief that he was fucking you, heck, last week felt like a freaking fever dream you couldn’t quite believe it was true that your enemy and your obsessive crush was actually speaking to you for more than five seconds — he was doing a lot more than speaking to you too…

“What’s overwhelming you specs?” Knitting eyebrows at you was enough reason for you to sit up slightly letting the oversized zip up hoodie fall on the left shoulder leaving a bit of your skin and short sleeve shirt revealing your arm.

You trail shyly. You can’t believe you’re here about to tell him why you’re so shocked to this moment. “You’re overwhelming me.” Donghyuck pulls away for a bit but not enough that leaves a big gap between you both. He stayed close enough to have you holding your breathe.

But now he was watching you completely out yourself to him. “You look very… good right now and this is— the first time I’ve ever been to your bedroom. I feel very…” you pause trying to find the correct words without trying to seem like you’re losing your shit — because you are very much losing your mind. “I feel very surprised you asked me to come here.”

In all honesty he found your slight minor confession to be very cute but he knew deep down you were thinking he most dirty and sinking things out of this world and if everyone knew they would view you to be the most sinful person ever to love. As much as it was sweet to the ears, Donghyuck wasn’t here for the sweetness and lovey-doveyness from you. It’s never been like that with you and him it’s always been a tug of war with you both. You were enemies not freaking lovers. As much as he’s aware of your deep deep infatuation of him he found that much more important than your feelings for him.

It was an one sided love but a double sided attraction that lead him to you. It’s not a first where you discover a bunch of things you want to do to a person and that person being your enemy. It’s not something you come across everyday.

“Oh Y/n never took you for a romanticist.” He mockingly adds grabbing your jawline with his hands smirking down at you. “What looks good on me right now hm? Why don’t you elaborate on that instead. Save your love confession for someone else specs.”

Your eyes widen as he was grabbing onto your jawline so tight you could feel the compacting strength between his fingers and you jerk your head forcefully at his way being forced to look him in his devilish black eyes filling nothing but the longing abyss.

“Your- your arms… the shirt it suits you.” Donghyuck hums hearing you speak out very slowly as his head moved closer to your neck giving it many layers of kisses. It caused you to become ticklish as he suddenly lays you down unlocking your jawline away and your head lands on the pillowcases sinking like you were on a cloud.

He mutters slow words on your neck to let you know what he wanted from you and Lord knew you were ready to oblige. ‘And what else?’ He wanted you to keep saying the things your filthy mind was telling you about yourself.

“Mmh…and your thighs… your thighs are so hot.”

The many kisses on your neck travel upstairs to your jawline eventually going back down to your very sensitive area leaving your skin to grow pinkish and reddish. Each tickle response has caused you to jolt underneath the boy above you leaving a trail of bruises on the skin marking it as his own. Letting you know that this was only the beginning.

He lets out casually ‘oh yeah?’s at you wanting to hear you rumble more and more what stunned you so much to look at him like he was an angel landing on earth right in front of you. His voice was doing magic to you, you loved it when it went deeper octaves but at the same time it was a breathtaking light tone that leaves you wondering if he could ever become a musician.

His voice was honey and you’re at this point a bee wanting his voice injected into your veins. It’s not enough to hear him speak to you.

“I have a surprise for you later on then.” He seethes keeping you now on your toes because you can’t help but wonder what surprise is it and if it was even a good one or an absolute horrific one leading to more of your embarrassment to the list.

The word surprise can mean two different things to you and Donghyuck’s vocabulary. He was cruel you don’t know if you can trust his worst at all.

Pulling away from your body leaves you left stranded and alone like you were on an island awaiting the next move from the sea level to completely hit you. To your surprise he pulls out a blindfold and soon covers your eyes going blackout with the same moment you felt your lower clothing brand strap slip off and a shivering cold breeze comes against your skin.

You never realised how cold his room was until he stripped your lower clothing first down, throwing it somewhere in the room being list of his worries. You felt now more exposed than ever and you weren’t sure what he was doing being you could only see blackness and he was there in front of you doing anything, absolutely anything.

He can see your confused and panic expression from a mile away as you were jolting your head around trying to take senses of your hearing wanting to know where to the boy was shifting space to space, wanting to make a guess what’s going to happen.

But your mind was taken by surprise when a sudden cold snap to your warm clit makes you jolt up helping out your hands forward and a little shout from your pretty lips. Donghyuck laughs and warningly pushed your wrists down to stay down and if they don’t, there would be consequences.

You knew better to cross Donghyuck but the cold sensation of what felt like an ice cube rolling down its wetness on your clit could make you squirm and twist in your own skin. He found this to amuse him a lot more when anytime the ice cube came back to touch your pussy you were frantically moving around unable to stay still.

He hushes your series of whines. “Be quiet and just take what i give you alright?” He was beyond cruel to you and you couldn’t help it but shut up as he told you to.

You murmur faintly when he slid the freezing ice cube between your slippery folds. Even though it was infuriatingly cold and torturous even to you you grew to becoming aroused by the unknowing blindfold on and not know when he was going to let the ice cube touch you.

It leaves a second guessing hand on you.

And then when you were hoping for more and better wider availability to a pleasure on your swollen clit growing feverishly arouse you start to grind out on the ice. Whining at the sensation and he simple watches you suck in the ice cube inside your walls that eventually spit it back out. He was loving your body reacting to it more and more.

It started off as a displeasing affair and now it’s becoming something you’ve grown to enjoy the more cold the ice cube is the better it gave you a significantly new high you’re chasing.

He remembers when he read your diary and found temperature play written down he somehow knew you meant ice play. You wouldn’t want a super hot water pouring down your skin but you’ve always dreamed about trying someone cold and seeing where it goes.

He made it reality all thanks to your endless exposing thoughts in your diary that he reads daily to see what to do with you next.

You were a grinding mess but now you’re becoming a whole new level of mess when a pair of two lips land on your wet and extremely cold surface pussy sucking you dry. The cold melting water that’s been on your inner thighs drooling down your breathing entrance and your clit specially you were a mess. Now Donghyuck’s mouth was devouring you as if he was waiting to eat you out at a very specific moment in time.

He didn’t want to give it to you yet. The main course hasn’t came yet and the appetiser is meant to be savoured carefully with each flavour, so he couldn’t rush this process of carefully edging you with a bunch of ice cubes he brought upstairs for you. He was planning this very carefully.

And you have no idea what to expect next.

Your hands were trying to reach for his hair and push him further and further but without any permission you stood your ground aching to touch him. Aching to grind his face in between your legs like it’s the last time he will ever go down on you again.

Your moans were cracking one by one, like an egg ready to catch because of your orgasm coming by the thread. You were so close that you started shakily speaking out in tongues.

“D-Donghyuck I’m..! Please I’m so close don’t stop.”

He couldn’t help but take a note of your melodic progression to your moans and somehow he couldn’t bring himself to make you orgasm just yet.

You were so frustrated that you gripped the bedsheets when the anticipation of your orgasm wasn’t there and he pulls away.

He took your blindfold off seeing how your eyes were watering and you were unable to adjust to the light until you saw a wide smirking boy above you. You look at him confused murmuring. “W-why did you stop I was so close to orgasming.” And all you could think about was his devilish face.

Donghyuck retorts darkly sliding back motion out the thighs. “Last time I checked I don’t take orders from you, and I can decide when you can have your precious orgasm and when you can’t.”

God he’s so cruel, even now he has an image to keep up with.

Your eyebrows fell as he motions you to crawl to him and you did on all fours coming closer and he positions his left thigh for you in the open view. You shakily look down wondering what he meant but his eyes when you’ve looked into them said you knew what to do.

He whispers to your ears. “If you really want to have your orgasm why don’t you fuck yourself on my thigh, you stupid whore.”

‘So that’s what he meant by a surprise later.’ You couldn’t believe it when you thought about it.

Your love for his thighs was coming true and he pats the area on the surface awaiting for you to move on it and when you did your wet lubricant spew all over him. Your clit brushes on his soft skin and he could gnaw at how wet you are it’s like a living water park watching you become so wet. He’s never seen something like this before and you could see the fire burning behind his eyes.

Your hands gently grab on the shoulders and you stuttering out your moans when your hips were rocking back and forth on the thigh of your enemy who watches you with a keen addictive eye.

Seeing you fuck yourself while he doesn’t do anything. Doesn’t touch you, Doesn’t speak to you, he just watches you chase your freaking high like the horny slut you are.

It turns you on, so much. You won’t ever live this down however. Your enemy won’t let you forget this moment when you make yourself come on his thigh and moan like a rabid dog.

You’re nothing but rabid when it comes to him.

You shakily exhale. “Hyuck it feels so— good. So so…” you bite down your bottom lip closing your eyes letting your head fling back constantly as your hips continue strutting forward and backwards.

He smirks chasing you down with his eyes, condescending speaking at you knowing how much you have been dreaming of this for a very long time.

Your body jolts at a sudden rate when you feel a literal electric pulse shocking you as you release on his thigh making an immense swirling and squelching sound as your liquid floods on his leg completely ruining the shorts but nonetheless you hear a very powerful but low voice taunting you.

“Atta girl, make a mess on my thigh because that’s all you’re fucking good at.”

He was cooing at you using a very baby voice that belittled every moral compass you have inside you. He’s so condescending towards you and only you.

You’re so fucked out he thought you might doze off in a bit as you were taking a huge hit from the massive orgasm you just had on his freaking leg he grabs on your face pulling you to face him.

He taunts. “You with me still?”

You knew he doesn’t care if you’re having too much trouble focusing back to the activity but it felt slightly nice to hear those words even though he meant it in such a cruel tone.

It wasn’t a nice or caring tone at all, but least he asked you if you’re still alive in the present moment.

“Mhm only a little tired.” You’ve mention and he runs the fingertips across your stomach humming checking you down and the wetness growing between your legs again.

He looks away for a moment. “If you’re tired go home.” He simply said without a hint of care in them and your eyes widen.

‘He’s going to let me go home just like that?’ You couldn’t believe it at first as you thought it through and you blink shocked.

“W-wait I can just go home now?” You blurt suddenly out and he can sense your presence becoming suspicious of this.

No after care. No cuddles. Nothing of that sort just leave when you’re tired and you can go back to your very own bed. As much as you wanted more you wanted him to tell you to stay for dinner or rest here until then you can go home but nope.

He’s your enemy. He isn’t your boyfriend and never will be it’s never even crossed his flipping mind no matter how much he would try to make sense of it. He’s never had feelings for you and the only feelings he has to this day is the word ‘Hate’ loosely.

Donghyuck raised an eyebrow going to look back at you again. “Yeah I have no use for you if you’re tired. We can’t continue what I was planning next but don’t worry.” He smirks pausing.

“I’ve got a better idea for us next time.”

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The next day you forgot your pencil case at home as well as your gym clothes for today’s lesson. You told yourself specifically not to forget it because today was the day you had to bring your separate clothes, but on the days you don’t have p.e lessons you’re bringing your gym bag thinking it’s that day when it’s not. At this point you’re thinking you set yourself up by trying so hard to remember to bring it.

‘Just my luck.’ You thought deeply heading into the classroom where everyone was focusing on their work.

You came back from using the restroom but the minute you returned making your way back to your representative desk you always sat at you trip over a long leg nearly face planting but thankfully you grabbed on to another student’s desk to support your body weight flung over thank’s to someone’s long legs purposely tripping you over.

Your eyes face the desk you managed to grab onto to and slowly apologise facing the student glaring at you for even pushing their desk slightly back. It’s not like you wanted to do that purposely, but they glare at you anyways giving you a dirty look.

Your attention goes back onto who could possibly trip you up so cruelly? And to none of your surprise it was your freaking enemy.

Gazing at you already laughing at your dumb expression that was so bluntly folding between the classroom lightning finding this so much more amusing than you right now.

He leans closer seeing you standing there still like an statue. He can’t help himself every minute he found in his day to ruin yours. He loves being so cruel to you until it leaves you having a rotten day or a sour taste inside your mouth that you couldn’t get rid off. It’s like he purposely makes it a goal to make every day less brighter and more gloomy. Like you’d never see sunshine in your life.

You don’t understand him at all. One minute he’s cruel and cold the next minute he’s speaking to you wanting to absolutely fuck the shit out of you.

“What are you looking at idiot?” Donghyuck fumed at you with widen eyes glaring into your soul you could sense it seeping out of your body that’s trembling like a lost lamb out of its flock.

You look away not even a murmur coming past your lips you simply walk to your seat turning your back to the boy and sitting back down having your head hung low. You don’t have the courage to speak up against Donghyuck in front of everyone, heck, in front of anyone. You can’t even speak against him when you’re alone with him for godsake.

You’re both afraid, but you seem to get in your feels of the conflicting infatuation obsessing over him at the same time you try to be more tolerant of anything he gets up to with you considering you know him for so long.

Donghyuck’s friends were smirking eyeing down you like you’re a show piece for them and to whatever fantasy they could do with you. Donghyuck wont protect you from anything he’s not your boyfriend you have to remind yourself of that. He’s your bully, your enemy and he is your ex childhood friend.

“She didn’t even utter a word at you.” Jeno said lowly watching the way you were avoiding the grim boy who was so rude to you. A normal person would’ve said something at least.

You however didn’t.

Jaemin pities you at the same time he found it weirdly adorable watching you go back to your seat shaking like a lost dumb kid. “Poor thing she was literally trembling. You’re one cruel bastard.” He vows to Donghyuck causing him to laugh out loud.

“I’m cruel than what are you? We both know we are the same person but different font.” It’s true the boys knew each other like it’s a clean design of a house they created of their own fantasies.

They were all fucked up, soon you’re about to find out how fucked up they are.

The next class was gym class however it was outside where the sunshine was so bright it could blind people. The students female and male were separated the men went downstairs to change however the female took the classroom changing into the p.e attire on their bodies. Your gym teacher was hesitant when you explained your situation in which they didn’t give you detention (you were so thankful for this) but they said you cannot play as punishment today so you were sent into the empty classroom, to revise and study for your other subjects now instead.

It was a shame because today it was soccer and the girls were against the boys. You love playing outside too it’s rare when your class can go outside into the field to play in the bright sunshine. Your skin really need some vitamin D to make your melanin shine through however, you didn’t complain because you didn’t get a detention to save your life. Now you’re sitting in an empty classroom that holds gym bags on the tables some clothing belonging to the female students were out in the open until the class ends they will all come back to change into the uniform once more. You’re the only one left with your notebook open reading through your previous notes and many textbooks on the side. You decided to look through your geography lesson from today since you did score a few correct answers but you happened to have some wrongs too.

You tend to have a perfectionist mindset when it comes to your subjects and the minor tests at every start of the class because you want to at least fix the wrongs before it can cause a bigger consequences on your mock exams next year. Thankfully you can rest assure no one will be bothering you up here right? Since everyone is outside no one would dare to find you and speak to you.

But how wrong you are.

The door swung open revealing three boys coming inside the classroom closing it shut right your face was raised up staring with your eyes widen wondering what brings three boys like them together to come up when they should be downstairs? They were clearly meant to be in the gym session class because of the boy’s uniform used for soccers plays but instead their attention was on something much more entertaining than soccer.

Donghyuck urges clapping hands forward. “Y/n there you are, say hi to my friends, don’t be so rude.” He cowers over to you with a hand on your shoulder pulling you up from your seat and pushing you forward in front of the two intimidating boys. Slightly taller than Donghyuck not by many inches. One’s with super blonde hair making his sharp face stand out so much more, certainly making his eyes colder when staring at you. While the other boy had lighter brown hair facing you with the intent of a warm smile but definitely creepy behind it.

They both had such different aura and vibes but both of them scared you and now Donghyuck was the most terrifying of them all. Just what on earth was he planning? No… what were THEY planning to do with you is the real question now.

Jeno saw your silence incoherently rude sighing. “She isn’t very good at obeying is she?” You we’re meant to say hello but you were too stunned facing the two handsome boys.

Donghyuck replies glaring your way. “I’m still training her. I guess I haven’t been training her hard enough though.”

‘He’s treating me like I’m his pet or somethin’.’

You shiver as the boys were scolding your behaviour until a hand pulls you back to the table pushing your textbooks and notes on the ground as you’re pushed against it by their hands Jaemin was the first one to whisper sweetly in your ears, something you’re not used to. “Princess you’re quite cute up close.” These words you found hard to believe, it’s your self esteem that’s been lower and lower since you and Donghyuck have been interacting more. He never once compliments your way.

But Jaemin was different with you he was very much full on praising you which leaves an uncanny impression deep down in your stomach.

Donghyuck leers conceding. “Specs you’re still my toy understood? My friends got curious and want to use you too though.” You weren’t sure what he meant by using you, until your body was taken by surprise with Donghyuck grabbing your neck forcing you to look at him as Jaemin’s hands roam your thighs up and down. You lost your sight off the other boy but he reappears behind you slipping under your school shirt to untuck your bra. Donghyuck saw the life In your eyes shake your earth and he found love in seeing your eyes tremble.

You finally got the idea of what they’re going to do. They’re going to fuck you in the classroom where anyone could walk in on you getting your shit ruined by three popular guys in the school, the boys who everyone wants and not that it matters in this situation because anyone could have been here to see you on the desk spread like the whore you are. Donghyuck wanted to test his limits with you, he really did. He wants to try everything against you and he knows that you are down to do anything for him because you’re nothing but a toy he owns. And his friends are allowed to use you as long as the have his permission.

You retort when your upper clothing came off leaving your bra to fall off and your chest was in the boy’s eyes as they turn heart eyes on them. Finding your chest to be impressive to their tests they found it entertaining to hear you squirm when a mouth latches on your sensitive nipples causing it to grow hard with a slur to their tongues on it warming it up with their scorching saliva sending down shivers on your skin. Jaemin didn’t leave your chest unattended as he looks up at you to see your adorable reactions your face would make. If he bites down on your nipple for a second or two you moan loudly trying to keep it as quiet as possible. You really don’t want a teacher to come from next door and catch you all doing this stuff. You wouldn’t be able to live that down. If he rolls his tongue fast enough it left you flinging your head back as Jaemin pushed your hips against his crotch smirking.

Unattaching his mouth from your breasts he came up to your lips kissing you hungrily and you were so lost on the pleasure he provided that these two boys were stuck on watching Jaemin getting it on with you. His fingers twist and turn your nipples he could sense the vibration from your voice in the kiss moaning. Your eyes were closed shut leaving Jaemin to pull away inhaling oxygen as you gasp out. You were so lost in the moment that you turn around seeing a phone recording you both. The whole scenario.

Donghyuck the cruel man he was recording this whole thing with his phone and Jeno on the side was watching for an opening to partake. At first you stare at the camera shifting your focus away from Jaemin who follows your eyes.

You open your mouth. “You’re recor-“ but a finger place under your chin pulls you around Jaemin making sure you face him as he cuts you off. “Shh Honey pay attention to Nana alright? It’s my turn. Your sweet little crush on Donghyuck can wait.”

‘They know about my diary.’ You want to scream as you face Jaemin without much choice as he reconnects his lips against yours this time letting the fingertips sneak around your panties underneath your school skirt letting you gasp when your clothed clit was rubbed very slowly and sensually as if you were a doll with any haste movement you’d break so the boy was careful treating you like you’re an antique to be cherished. But the way he was kissing you so roughly led you to believe he was just like the other two boys — a fucked up guy wanting a fucked up girl like you to try things out and experiment.

Your pussy was soaking enough through your lace black panties with a soft fabric ease to the skin made up of the finest cotton. Jaemin couldn’t resist but to smirk down as he pushed your skirt fully into a roll where it reveals your thighs spread and his thumb brushing on the swollen clit begging to be pleasured more and more by the moment grows. He awes looking down at your wet panties dripping. “Princess I’ve barely touched you. Tell me who are you this wet for, me or Donghyuck?”

Your body was somehow aroused by Jaemin but your head and heart were yelling out Donghyuck’s name like it’s your home. As if he was the only word you were able to remember on top of that lousy head of yours you were so compiled by lust that even the thought of Donghyuck watching you getting fucked by another guy was arousing you between your legs leaving a tear. You were so down bad beyond anyone’s help.

He whispers. “Come on you can tell us, what’s your answer?”

Your eyes warily look over at Donghyuck watching you intensely as he’s still keeping his phone camera on you and Jaemin recording. The other boy Jeno was enjoying your conflict as much as you were hating it so badly.

You either completely reject Jaemin, or, you completely embarrass yourself and say Donghyuck knowing damn well it’s the truth but it’s the very potential truth that will leave them mocking you.

“The answer is right here.” Donghyuck darkly said your way watching you and Jaemin turn around to look at him. He already knew your answer.

You murmur to Jaemin looking away shyly. “D-Donghyuck.” The brunette boy grins ear to ear watching you answer with a stutter as he coos.

“So loyal to such a cruel owner hm?” Jaemin pets back your hair as he unbuckled the black formal school trousers dropping it to the ankles you could see the giant bulge. He was confident and not offended? It leaves you wondering if he was even effected by your strong feelings for his friend.

But instead he was petting your head as he slides your panties to the side lining up his hard rock tip on your entrance and you nervously bite down your lip. You’re deep down afraid by how thick Jaemin actually was, he was much thicker than Donghyuck but he wasn’t that long. He was a surprisingly average size but definitely thicker meat wise. Seeing your contrasting face only grows their lust thicker and endlessly watching you struggle take in Jaemin was a heavenly sight to see beholding in front of them. You moaning out into your palm as your one arm supporting your back behind on the desk. Their friend was fighting for his own life too when entering you. You were a tight place to enter all of him.

You weren’t aware in the beginning that Jeno was casually in the corner jacking off his cock as he watches his best friend rail you off your rocker. Shaking the desk holding you on it as with each thrust leaves you breaking in half.

Who breaks their toys when other people use them?

Only Lee Donghyuck could say he does. He enjoys seeing his dolls break and then he mends them back to normal just so he could break them himself. He was always wondering how far your deep obsession would go?

He wonders things like: Are you imagining it’s him fucking you right now? Are you thinking of him even now? Who’s name will you be screaming?

“F-fuck please… please…” you weren’t sure what you’re pleading anyone for when you’re aware that the biggest lowlife Lee Donghyuck won’t care and his two friends would pity you enough to not show mercy upon your fate.

They all want to see you break.

Donghyuck walking closer as he pushed his camera phone on to your face letting the view take a long lasting picture of your tears rolling down your cheeks like the river of your life coming out. Your hair became a bit messy and you were overstimulated by Jeno’s loud moans telling Jaemin to go faster into you and he did oblige to his friends command fucking your body against him faster letting you be squished with every powerful hit in between your bodies.

But you’re here pleading for Donghyuck to take you instead because you could only think of him in the same breath length he stood there being the most important person in your eyes. You’ve never once faced Jaemin you were facing the camera, specifically Donghyuck who was holding up his phone while recording you taking pleasure from watching you suffer.

“What are you pleading for?” Donghyuck said in a callus tone that you can’t forget about. You try to reach for his school shirt but when your arm was coming to his way he pulls backwards.

Your arm missed his body and he watches you coldly in a stern look behind those eyes. You shakily choke out with your hips stuttering at Jaemin’s body who grabbed you so roughly.

“Please fuck me Donghyuck.” You cannot believe you’re begging to take him and you are being fucked out already.

‘Can you even take two people?’ Donghyuck thought.

You clench your eyes as Jaemin chuckles in front of you seeing you become a flinching figure force when you finally orgasm on his cock all this time you were holding out from coming on someone’s cock that wasn’t Donghyuck, but you snapped finally the last thread took you off and you released a gushing liquid down his cock. Jaemin’s body was giving up soon after too and he looks at his friend panting heavily. “Where do i release Haechan?”

You murmur against your palms. “Out, please say out Hyuck!”

You don’t want anyone else to fill you up. Only Donghyuck.

Jaemin wasn’t unable to hear properly he was this close to blacking out as he was soon to releasing his load but waiting for a permission from his friend over the side Donghyuck darkly gazed into your eyes something within him turning his mind inside out into a new brain and a stomach releasing a new side of him he never knew he had.

You do such things to him and you don’t even know.

“Make a mess on her school uniform. So when everyone returns they know how much of a whore she is.”

Your eyes widen in slight relief but at the same time the humiliation of that happening was going to be the death of you. Jaemin barely could make it out but thankfully he pulls his cock out of your hole that sucked him so perfectly releasing a large amount of his come on your clothing. Your skirt messed up and rolling to your stomach becoming a white stain. Your eyes were wet from all those years that were streaming for ages.

Your teeth flatter your soft expression when Donghyuck croaks out coming closer to you now closing the space between your bodies. You’re laying on the table so perfectly waiting to take him but he made you wait. For him you’re being so patient because if you weren’t you’d be yelling and sending him begging pleas to take you right here on this table and that you’d not care if someone saw you. You would want them to know how much he loves taking you in as much as you do for him.

You whisper to him holding on his clothing. “Please…please hyuck I’ve been so good to you wasnt I?” You we’re really good to him he knows it himself but the way you’re acting isn’t the usual way you would be like. The normal you would’ve been already wanting this to finish and pretending you have zero intention of fucking him but you’ve never once begged him so much like this, sure you do if you’re on the edge, but now you’re under the edge. You’ve already fallen and now you’re so dumb out that you are begging him in front of two people you’re aware are watching but you blocked them out.

“God you weren’t lying when you said she’s the biggest slut You can find.” Jeno slips out holding haechan’s camera as he films with one hand jerking his erected cock. He hasn’t came yet he’s been edging himself for the real moment that’s about to begin.

Donghyuck trails looking down at you. “You’re such a whore with no shame and dignity left in your tiny body Y/n.”

He’s mocking you but to you it sounds like a love letter in disguise.

You nod repeatedly. “Yes, yes just for you hyuck. Please I’ve been thinking of your cock all this time, I can’t take it anymore.” You we’re panting as if it’s your last wish in this world and he grabs your legs dropping the trousers down.

Jaemin was lounging back fixing his own clothing as he watches you completely lose your mind the minute the longing thing you’ve been waiting for all this time in the moment you’re finally receiving your prize gift — Donghyuck. Your one and only thing in this world you would want to keep for yourself no matter what. The way his cock stretched you out was so special to you even though it was just him you loved the way his body has you exposed to this new brand pleasure no one else would give you. Jaemin couldn’t compare to him, at all. This pleasure had you doing laps even though you weren’t doing gym today.

You were doing a lot better gym in your opinion.

Your head going back as he starts to ram into your sloppy hole that’s been so wet and slimy all because of your orgasm despite that he loves how easily he could slip inside you so you’re adjusting to his long shape in your body. He loves how much he could go on and on fucking you until he leaves series imprints of his shape in your stomach leaving you second guessing where he could land next. You’re fully claiming the title of becoming his cum bucket, you’d love that to be your fullest job at this point. You’re obsessed with how he’s looking at you so intense with his beautiful melanin skin shining and glossed with sweat running down.

He was speaking so mean to you but you loved this and the boys never expected you to fall in love with such degrading terms. He can say the most outrageous things and words about you and you’d come back wanting to hear him repeat it.

His mouth connects to yours finding them to be looking empty handed kissing you with tongue leaving you breathlessly fucked out struggling to even kiss him back because of how much he’s thrusting in you. Your body was jolting with every thrust and your head was struggling to stay still to even connect your lips again. Donghyuck groans out. “You’re so useless, you can’t even kiss me back.” You whimper out after him. “S-Sorry i’ll try better…”

He sighs out into your neck. “You’re so fucking tight no matter who fucks you. At this point you’re made for me. My silly fucked out toy.” Grabbing on your thighs squeezing them he quicker with his pace. You bite your bottom lip. You don’t hate that he calls you his toy sometimes you enjoy it a lot more than you should be.

You know he means it. Sometimes you wonder if he ever treated you as a human but somehow behind his words you find yourself believing that he treats you human when you’re actually fucking. He kisses you with passion and not something that he dislikes, he grabs your body from ways you would never imagine he’d ever do that to you.

“I’m starting to believe you like being treated like this.” He darkly retorts against your shoulder skin kissing down on it with sucking on the precious areas leaving your sweet spot exposed. He hears you inhale deeply pushing deeper into your abused hole. “You like me fucking you like you’re nothing but worthless trash right?”

He’s right, you thought. He’s never wrong about you. He laughs he didn’t even knew a verbal response from you until your body was doing the speaking for you giving him a good enough answer as you orgasm on his cock shaking under him and he saw you trembling so much you weren’t able to stop your arms from falling apart and your thighs from keeping still anymore.

You shattered into pieces.

“You broke her Haechan take a look at her!” The two boys said in unison. Jeno seeing you breaking down only make him cum into his hand faster as he took a mental image of your body literally going under revamping to the pleasure you’re receiving.

In the end you were lifted and suddenly twisted round pushing your body around on the table where your head pressed on the desk now face flat as Donghyuck croaks out. “You enjoy being handled like this don’t you? You love me being fucking terrible treating you like you’re nothing but trash.” He was right and you would agree with him if you could even voice out your opinions but you’re too busy muffling your groans on the table being fucked from behind by Donghyuck now. Against your neck he croaks out inhaling your scent. “I’m starting to think you like this lot more than me.”

Maybe you were enjoying this more than him because now he’s about to giving you the best deal you’ve been waiting for — Donghyuck filling your useless hole. You can tell the moment has arrived when his hips stutter deep inside you making your ass cheeks move back and forward. His handprints on them slack your skin and squeeze your ass groping it as he was taking the last final rough thrust into you coming finally releasing a series of groans from his beautiful heart shape lips.

“Take it all you stupid bitch.” He said grabbing a handful of your hair pushing your head up in the air letting you watch Jaemin and Jeno awing at how fucked out and delirious you look right now. “Take it all. Don’t let a single thing come out.”

“You still love a lowlife like me?” Donghyuck said whispering to your quiet expression and you turn to him muffling a faint ‘yes’ as much as you’re trying not to pass out from the amount of things that’s been done from you.

“Unbelievable.” He mutters finding your answer to be difficult to believe after all he treats you like you’re less than a human.

Jaemin smiles. “She’s a keeper Haechan.” Jeno hums in agreement. “Oh yeah she definitely is. If you don’t want her I’ll take her.”

You murmur back to Jeno. “I don’t want you though.” You look back at Haechan with watery eyes from adjusting to the overstimulation given. You can’t believe you took two different guys at once right now. “I want Donghyuck, the biggest lowlife I’ve ever known.”

Haechan might not like you, but he must admit your feelings are starting to touch his cold undead heart just a little.

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