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gyuwoncheol · 8 months

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Let Me Love You

Pair: Scoups x f!reader

Genre: Fluff, Smut, established relationship, 18+ only (MDNI)

Summary: You just want to shower Cheol with all the love and softness in the world and he’s determined to do the same.

Warnings: sickening fluff, big dick!Cheol, porn with plot, very brief wrist pinning, oral (f. receiving), fingering (f. receiving), nipple play (f. receiving), allusions to subspace, multiple orgasms, back scratching, grinding, unprotected piv sex (stay safe kids), creampie, bulge kink, begging, swearing, dirty talk, hair pulling, marking, pet names, crying during sex (only cause the dick is so good but not mentioned as a kink), just them being so madly in love. Lmk if i missed smth!

WC: 5.3k

Note: completely self indulgent because i’m down BAD for Cheol. Plus, I really do believe in getting your boyfriend flowers too. I know Cheol would just LOVE it.

“What are these?” Seungcheol started the moment your face appeared on his screen, waving the bouquet in his hands

“Well hello to you too” you greeted, “and those are flowers”

“For?”

“For you, silly” you smiled, leaving a very dumbfounded Seungcheol on Facetime. His brows knitted together even more, eyes questioning your answers and the fact that you’re so nonchalant about it all.

Just 10 minutes ago, one of the staff handed him a buoquet of flowers when they called for lunch break during rehearsals and had told him it was from you

“Ooooh, Coups hyung has floooowersssss” DK had teased, only to call the attention of all 12 boys much to Sungcheol’s chagrin

While Joshua complimented the pretty pink wrapper and yellow ribbon that wrapped around the lilies and carnations, the rest of the boys teased their leader playfully. With Seungkwan even threatening that Cheol might have forgotten an important anniversary date of sorts and this was your way of expressing passive agression.

That was when Seungcheol’s overthinking went into overdrive. He was about 500% sure that wasn’t it, he never forgets milestone dates with you, but then again he had been very busy the past few weeks as they geared up for their Japan comeback. Maybe, just maybe, he did forget something which is why he quickly ran to his studio, flowers in hand and your facetime already on dial, his lunch long forgotten.

“Jagi, i’m being serious here”

You giggled at the sight of your boyfriend’s pout, “I am being serious too! Those are for you, baby. Didn’t you read the card?”

“I did! But is this a prank? Did I do something wrong? I didn’t forget a date, did i? Are you mad at—”

“Woah woah, Cheol, slow down” you interrupted, “i’m not mad. You did nothing wrong. Am i not allowed to simply get my baby some flowers?”

“Uhh… yes??” He responded, the statement sounding more like a question

“Yes, i’m not allowed?”

“Yes— i mean, no..” Seungcheol stuttered, “well, okay but why?!”

“Just because!” You shrugged on screen, highly amused by the confusion written all over your boyfriend’s face

“But baby, i’m supposed to get you flowers, not the other way around” he explained, admittedly feeling a tiny bit emasculated by the fact you got him flowers. He was used to getting flowers when they won awards or attended shows but no one has actually ever given him flowers for him alone

“Hey now! There is no such rule that only boyfriends can give flowers! I personally believe that boyfriends deserve getting flowers too!”

Seungcheol was opening his mouth, about to retaliate when you interrupted him once more, albeit softer this time, “Cheollie, those are for you. From me. I know you’ve been busy and tired lately, so i thought sending you some flowers might brighten up your day… the same way mine always does when you get me some”

He glanced at the buoquet of flowers sitting on his desk and then at you, the sweetest smile on your face and your eyes filled with love and that’s when it really hit him that this truly was a genuine gesture from you. You saw through the screen how a light blush slowly crept on his cheeks, his face shifting from that of confusion to being flustered.

“So… t-they’re really for me?”

“Mhmm.. all yours”

The shyest smile erupted from your boyfriend, the crinkles on his eyes appearing, “i love you baby. Thank you for these.”

Cheol held the flowers close to him, inhaling the sweet scent of lilies and actually giving the flowers a good look this time, noticing that it was actually big enough to cover his face and then some more. He loved the flowers you picked and the foliage accents that came with it, noting that you thought hard about what to put together to suit his liking.

“I love you too, baby. I’m proud of you.” You reminded

If he wasn’t a flustered mess awhile ago, then he surely is now. It’s not every day he gets treated like this, and when he thinks about how most boyfriends don’t actually get treated like this, his heart skips a beat at just how special he feels to have you in his life, simultaneously making a mental note to return the favor and give you all his love too.

“Cheol?” You called out, stepping out of your shoes and dropping your keys by the bowl near the door. It was late but for Seungcheol to be home at this time was still considered early. It was usual for rehearsals these days to stretch into the wee hours of the night.

You cleared your throat again as you stepped into the kitchen where Seungcheol was humming along with the soft r&b music that flowed through the speakers, his attention being occupied by the whole chocolate cake he was pulling out the box

“Jagi!” He exclaimed loudly, arms already opening wide and approaching you for a big hug. Your feet lifted off the ground as Seungcheol effortlessly picked you up and peppered kisses all over your face, reducing you to a giggly mess

“Someone’s in a good mood” you mused as he sat you on the counter with one sweet kiss on your lips and his arms still around your waist, “and you’re home early”

“Mhmm. Told the boys i needed to do some damage control after you sent the flowers”

“Cheol, we’ve been over this, you didn’t do—“

“I know, i know” he squeezed you where his hand rested on your hips, “i just said that to get me out early” a proud grin on his face.

“Babe!”

“What? It’s okay… you know they hate it when i get sulky when we’re fighting. They basically kicked me out of there”

“But that’s a lie! We’re not fighting, and you’re definitely not sulking”

“They don’t need to know that. And it’s okay, we had perfected the dance already” your boyfriend smirked, just happy he finally got some time with you before bed “cmon, there’s lots to do”

“Yeah? Like what?”

“Like cutting this cake i bought for you” a sheepish smile on his face, “i tried to go get you flowers too but by the time i got there, they were closing down and didn’t have your favorite ones, so i got the next best thing”

You cupped your boyfriend’s cheeks, erasing the pout that formed during his explanation, “my favorite chocolate cake is most definitely the next best thing, and besides, you didn’t even have to get me flowers, honey. Could you please just let the flower giving today be for you? I just want to shower you with random gifts too without you having to do anything back. Just let me love you, pleaaaase?”

With a scrunched nose, Cheol buried his face on your chest, “i don’t knoooow” he whined, “just— just maybe not in front of the boys again? Your gifts make me shy”

The laugh you let out was boisterous and loud and shook the whole of your body, “aww, did the leader get teased by his members today?”

“Yes. And it was NOT fun! Mingyu even got mad at me before i left, told me i needed to learn to say sorry first when we have fights”

You cooed at your boyfriend’s words, always happy to know that his members also had your back whenever they think Seungcheol did something bad to you

“Hey, but isn’t that the same train you rode on to get out of work early today?”

“Yes, but i didn’t want to be teased” he sulked

“Okay, big boy. No more flower deliveries in front of your brothers next time. Now, can we please eat that cake already?”

The treat right next to you was calling your name, it had been your favorite since you were in university and when Seungcheol had quickly discovered that if there was one sure fire way to get your spirits up, it would be a slice of that chocolate cake, he always made sure to get it for you on every celebration and apology. He delicately transfered a massive slice onto a plate before feeding you a forkful of it, a smile on his face watching you devour it as your legs happily swayed from the counter.

This, right here, in this kitchen with you and your cake and him and his flowers is what it’s all about, Seungcheol thought.

“Baby…” your boyfriend started shyly, “will you help me fix my flowers?”

“Of course, my love. How do you want them?”

“In a vase, on my bedside table” he answered without hesitation “so that i can see it right away when i wake up”

“Wow, looks like you haven’t thought this through at all, huh?” You teased, happy to know that the flowers were a successful gift

“You can’t blame me! They’re so pretty!”

A deeper blush painted Cheol’s cheeks, he hated to admit it but he did absolutely love the flowers you got him. To him, it was ultimately the nicest random gesture he’s ever gotten from someone he loved. Now he understood why you— and most girls— loved receiving flowers.

The both of you fell into a comfortable conversation as you arranged his flowers nicely in a vase while he fueled you with never ending forkfuls of cake.

When you had both retired to the bedroom, dishes cleaned in the kitchen and lights turned off, you happily set the vase of flowers on his bedside table like he asked

“Is this okay?”

“Mhmm.. more than okay” Seungcheol’s strong arms wrapped around your waist from behind, “they’re beautiful…” his lips ghosted on your neck as he admired the light colored petals

“You’re beautiful.” He said just slightly above a whisper with a wet open mouthed kiss on your neck

Your breath hitched when you felt him suck at the spot just below your ear, the air in the bedroom suddenly feeling hot and heavy. Sungcheol flattened his wet tongue on the spot to soothe it but only to resume sucking on it again. The repetitive motion surely leaving a bruise on its wake and making you weak on the knees as your hands gripped on his arms around your waist for support

“You like that, baby?” A low growl rumbled through his chest that sent tingles right between your legs

You wanted to say yes but all you could muster was a nod

“Words, baby”

“Yes!” You exhaled in a rush, rubbing your thighs together for reprieve

Your boyfriend squeezed your waist tighter, teasing “want more?”

You eagerly nodded, not one to waste time. Given Cheol’s schedule and your fair share of busy days in the office, it’s been a while since you both had been intimate

“I said, i need words”

“Cheollie, p-please” you whimpered so desperately

Luckily for you, Seungcheol had missed feeling you too and didn’t plan to tease you so much tonight. He pushed you onto the bed, and with way too much force, his hands pulled your dress shirt open, sending buttons flying to different directions

“Cheol!” You shrieked, but he couldn’t care less.

As one hand worked on getting you out of the blouse, his other hand skilfully unhooked your bra, exposing your breasts to him. You saw him lick his lips before hungrily diving in for your left nipple sucking and kissing and biting while his other hand all but traced the area around your right nipple lazily. The contrasting experience your breasts got had you writhing under his weight and clawing at his back to pull his own shirt off him

“Babe!” You called out loudly, snapping Seungcheol out of boobie land, “your shirt! Off! Please!”

A devilish smirk flashed on his face at your demand, he really loved it when you used your words in the bedroom. It had been something he’d taught you to do early on in your relationship when he realised you’d been biting your lips so much just trying to hold back from saying anything. He liked to hear you say what you want and did not want, and he especially loved it when you were being loud.

He reached over at the back of his shirt to pull it off in one swift motion, throwing the white oversized tee to the ground. Your eyes grew larger at the sight of his bare chest but before you could even do anything, his hand had snatched both your wrists and pinned them above your head

“Happy?” He asked, his biceps flexing above you as his eyes turned a few shades darker

“No” was the answer that came out of your mouth that shocked your boyfriend, “i want you to kiss me” you challenged

He didn’t need to be told twice. His lips latching onto yours immediately with fervor, happy to have found that you had already given access for his tongue to explore your mouth. There was no point in fighting for dominance, you were happy to submit yourself to Cheol, happy to just be held and loved by him after a while. With every move he made, the more wetness pooled in your panties, and as you lifted your hips to gain some friction, Seungcheol was quick enough to push your hips back down to the mattress

"Easy, baby. Don't worry, I got you" he assured, finally giving you a chance to refill on oxygen and tangle your hands in his hair when your wrists were set free

He trailed down your body, covering every inch of your torso with wet open kisses, each second that held him back from where you wanted him just driving you crazy. And he knew this. You knew he knew it too, with the way he stopped right above the hemline of your pencil skirt only to look up to you with the most lust filled eyes

"Baby, please... I need you right now"

"Nuh uh" he chastised, his hands working on sliding the zipper down, loosening up your skirt so he could take it off you. "Need to taste you first" He said with another growl that has once again caused wetness to rush in your cunt

In a most lewd act, you stared dumbfounded at your boyfriend who buried his nose on your covered pussy, taking a deep inhale all while his eyes remained on yours, "You smell so fucking good, i can't wait to devour you"

And devour you, he did. Your panties coming off in record time, his mouth latched onto your clit, sucking like it was the last piece of lollipop on earth. His teeth grazed at the sensitive bud before soothing it with a kiss and a hard suck, something he knew would make your eyes roll back. When you felt his finger travel up your slit, a strangled moan ripped out your throat, making your boyfriend smirk like a mad man.

"God baby, you're so wet, you'll suck my fingers right in"

You would've disagreed if you didn't just hear the squelch that reverberated in the room when Seungcheol dipped his middle finger in your hole. Barely five pumps in and he thought it enough to already add a second digit, making your back arch off the mattress and tears prick in your eyes. A tight knot in your stomach making itself felt as you smiled, missing the feeling of an oncoming orgasm.

"Fuck, Cheol!" you said through gritted teeth, the sensation of his fingers massaging your walls and his thick lips tugging at your clit was nothing short of heaven. His long fingers grazing the rough velvety spot inside you was enough to make you see stars

"Babe, I-i.. W-won't last l-long" You warned, the knot on your abdomen coiling as tight as the grip you had on his scalp

"Hold on a little more, yeah?" your boyfriend requested, a determined look on his face when he looked up at you, a slight sheen on his face, "I Haven't even gotten a full taste yet"

"THEN HURRY THE FUCK UP, CHEOL!" You screamed, slamming your fists on the bed, making Seungcheol laugh at your frustration

"YES, MAAM!" he agreed, pulling his fingers out of you to form a perfect salute right before he sucked your juices from his fingers. Your whine at the loss of contact however, had quickly transformed into a moan when his wet tongue dove into your cunt. The slurping sound he produced being the most unholy thing you've heard tonight.

"FUUUUUUCK" You drawled out, shaking helplessly as you fought so hard to hold the orgasm that was begging to explode. You were right there, teetering off the edge.

But the idiot below you had other plans, detaching his mouth at the exact moment you were ready to fall. A struggled sob racked through you. The knot that was so tight started to feel like it was moving away.

"Cheooool" You scolded pathetically with a whimper

"You taste like honey" He declared proudly above your pussy, the widest grin plastered on his face. It would've been innocently cute if he just wasn't glistening with your juices and if he didn't just deprive you of the one thing you've been longing for for weeks now.

"I wanna cum" you sobbed. It was supposed to come out like a bratty demand, but alas, that attitude can only last so long. "Please baby... let me cum"

Bless Seungcheol's tongue, you thought. Because as quickly as the feeling went away, so did its return. And this time, with twice the intensity. He licked a fat stripe on the expanse of your pussy, stopping to swirl by your clit before diving back down to your hole.

It was when his thumb drew circular motions in sync with his tongue that you truly felt delirious

"Cum for me, baby" He said just above a whisper but it's all you heard. In mere seconds, the dam broke and your orgasm hit you like a wall, knocking the air out of your lungs and blacking your vision.

Your body shook and your thighs trembled, trapping Seungcheol's head in between. You wanted to push him away, fearing the overstimulation that you knew was fast approaching, but you were so far gone, like you had just ran 5 marathons straight. All while he was happily lapping up every single drop you were willing to give. Your orgasm seeming to last wave after wave sending you to a place only Choi Seungcheol could.

"Cheol, what the fuck was that?" You whimpered when your senses started kicking in and his face was now inches from yours

He hummed at the sex-crazed look on your face, "hmmm. just the best meal of my life" proudly grinning once again before kissing you on the lips

You moaned in agreement, tasting yourself on him, your brain still reeling from the orgasm you just had. Your arms lazily wrapped around his neck, deepening the kiss when you started to feel the sensation of your limbs again. Admittedly, you were exhausted to your very core, but when you felt your boyfriend's painfully hard cock against your thigh, it's like your body willed itself to reenergize.

Seungcheol felt your fingernails trace his spine, his jaw going slack at the sensation, allowing you enough chance to have your tongue explore his mouth. He loved it when you scratched and traced his back. And he surely loved kissing you. As morbid as it was, he always said that he could immediately die after making out with you and he would die a happy man. So lost in the feel of your mouth on his, he slightly jumped when he felt you palm his cock through his sweats.

"Babe" he reprimanded, creating a small space between your bodies

"Cheollie" you whined, "you haven't— you haven't even..."

He chuckled incredulously at your words, surprised you still had it in you to go another round after he surely witnessed you cross another dimension from a long overdue orgasm, "Baby, it's okay. You're exhausted, and I can take care of this myself. Just want to make you feel good…. Jus’ wanna love you"

"Then do it" You replied breathlessly, "Make love to me, Cheol"

Your bedroom smelled of sex but when Choi Seungcheol looked at you, your eyes big and doey, full of love more than lust, the brightest smile grew on his face, his cheeks almost hurting. He couldn't even mask it if he wanted to. It's like time had momentarily stopped for him as you laid there bare against his body, caged in between his arms, face inches just away from yours that he could feel your every breath tickle his lips. His heart was exploding with so much love and care and happiness that he could hear his own heartbeat sync with yours. Make no mistake: your bedroom smelled of sex, but in that moment, there was nothing but pure love in that room.

"y/n, are you sure?" He asked one more time, cupping your cheek to make sure you were back to reality and you would answer him consciously.

You nodded softly at his words, your own hand coming to hold his, "Yes, I need you to make love to me, Cheol" you repeated loud and clear and with conviction, your hands pulling at the material of his sweatpants to get it off him

Seriously, his cheeks were hurting from smiling too much as he helped you get himself out of his boxers next. Your mouth immediately salivating at the sight of his dick slapping hard against his stomach. His tip was an angry shade of red, leaking with precum and god you just wanted so badly to suck him off. But that would be reserved for another time, maybe in the morning, you thought.

"I love you, baby" were the words that came out of his mouth when he once again lay atop of you, grinding his cock on your pussy to coat it with your slick

"i love you, too" You said with a whince when you felt his tip breach your entrance.

"Breathe, jagi. Breathe." Seungcheol reminded you as he slowly entered you with every inch. Sure he had just given you the best foreplay of your life, but he knew himself that his fingers were only a fraction to the size of him. He especially knew that it had been awhile since you both had sex so the initial pain was definitely to be felt. His eyes were trained on your face and he noticed every sharp inhale, every shudder and whince, and every lip bite you did as you patiently took on his hard cock, knowing that soon enough the pain would turn into immeasurable pleasure. Seungcheol was breathing loudly as he continued pushing in slowly, hoping to get your breath to sync with his.

"Doing so good for me, jagi" he whispered repetitively into your ears.

When he finally bottomed out, he stayed completely still for you, feeling your nails claw at his back as if finding something to ground yourself onto

"I'm right here, y/n. Right here." He reminded you with a call of your name, resting his chin on the crook of your neck which ought to do the trick for you. You were lucky enough to have your boyfriend know you like the back of his hand. It's what made sex with him always so intimate and sacred despite the very dirty things he was actually doing to you.

"Cheollie, please move" You whimpered when you couldn't take the stillness anymore

Your boyfriend grinded on you to make sure of your request and when you moaned out his name in pleasure, he was assured you had asked him correctly. Seungcheol withdrew his full length, leaving just the tip of his cock inside you before slamming back in. The motion alone sending you higher on the mattress which made him grunt at the sight.

"Fuck baby, you're so fucking tight" He groaned, the feeling of your walls fluttering on his cock just sending him into a craze of thrusting in and out of you

You could feel every vein on his cock, as he pumped continuously. His balls slapping against your skin just adding to the lewd noises that your pussy was making as it took in all of your boyfriend's girthy length.

He dipped his head low and captured your right nipple on his mouth during one particular thrust of his cock and the overwhelming feeling had your back arching off the mattress for the nth time that night, tears once again pricking your eyes at how good everything just felt

"B-babe.." you struggled to form words, "Ha..Hard—harder please!" You rushed out

He was done teasing you awhile ago, now, he was going to make love to you like you so politely asked.

"what my baby wants, my baby gets" Seungcheol said assuringly, like he was rallying a battalion of soldiers. In one swift motion, he hooked your right leg on his shoulders and thrusted in you so deep, a string of profanities leaving your mouth as your second orgasm washed over you without so much as a warning. You were rendered so speechless that your boyfriend couldn't help but chuckle

"Fucking you so good, you can't even tell when you're cumming huh?" He said with a cocky smirk on his face, completely driving you insane.

You wanted to form words, tell him how good he was, how good you felt, how you wanted to stop to process what just happened, but also needed more, but all your brain could do was form incoherent noises. This only prodded Cheol to grind his body on yours, leaving open mouthed kisses on your face and lips as you tried to make sense of that orgasm that came out of nowhere

“You like this baby? Like my cock inside your tight pussy?“ he continued, reveling at the fact that he had just made you cum for the second time that night

Your boyfriend hooked your other leg on his shoulder to effectively fold you in half with every thrust, hitting you so deep that you could feel him in your cervix.

"Cmon baby, one more yeah?" He asked with a deep groan.You couldn't even deny him of his favor, not when the new angle he's put you on already had another orgasm forming in your stomach so quickly.

He would deliciously shift between thrusting and grinding, you simply thanked the heavens you had a boyfriend who knew how to move his body so well.

You experimentingly pressed your hand on the bulge that formed on your stomach where his cock would hit and in a flash, Seungcheol felt his own orgasm hot in his heels. He was so focused in making you feel good tonight that he forgot just how much he needed to cum too. The sight of him so deep in you, your boobs bouncing with every thrust, it was the perfect recipe to just drive him off the edge.

"Babe— Baby... I won't last..." He tried to say, his attention focusing on hitting your gspot with every thrust to get you there with him

"I- I know babe" you confirmed, not a stranger to the way his hips would stutter and his left brow would rise when he was about to come undone

You tightened your hold on him, your pussy sucking him in so tight making it harder for him to withdraw. He loved feeling your hole spasm. You brought him down to you by the neck, your mouth latching onto his collar bone to suck intently, willing it to turn purple by tomorrow. Cheol whimpered at the sensation, feeling delirious himself.

"Babe—"

"Cum in me, Cheollie" you interrupted him, "Give me all your love"

Like magic words, Seungcheol came undone, his warm seed painting your walls white as he panted for air. His orgasm lasted so long that it set off your third one. Your cum mixed together as you both trembled from your own highs, whispering sweet nothings to each other.

When he felt his toes finally uncurl, he collapsed onto the bed but not without rolling you on top of him so that he was still inside you. You could already feel your mixed sticky cum slowly leak out your pussy and onto his thighs but you couldn’t bother for now. You just wanted to stay close to Cheol as much as possible, ghosting your lips at the expanse of his chest, leaving lovebites in your wake.

After sex cuddles with your boyfriend was always like getting your favorite dessert after a hearty meal. And you knew this one would be extra special, especially after having such an intimate time together after so long. Not to mention the precious after care Seungcheol would shower you with in a few minutes.

"I love you, jagi" you said, using the nickname he uses for you on him and adoring the happiness that adorned your boyfriend's face

His eyes smiled at you, holding you tight against his chest, "I love you too, baby"

A cold bed was not what you expected to wake up to after the night you just had with your boyfriend, but it seems that at 6:32am, when you finally shut off your alarm, and decided to open your eyes, it was what you were greeted with. Cheol wasn't in his spot. You groaned audibly, annoyed at the fact that you woke up alone, but moreso because everything just felt sore down there. You knew Cheol hadn't left for work yet, his phone was still on his bedside table.

Speaking of the bedside table, it looked awfully empty and that's when it hit you: His vase of flowers were gone. Did he suddenly hit them and break the vase? Surely, you would've heard it shatter to the floor if that was the case. The sudden curiosity in your mind was enough to get you out of bed, albeit, wincing at every step you took down the stairs.

"Baby?" you called out when you heard Cheol's distant humming

"Kitchen, my love"

You caught him redhanded as you entered the kitchen, half of his flowers outside the vase while he tried to rearrange the other half that's left in it. A sheepish smile on his face, "Good morning"

"Hmm... morning" You grumbled, immediately gravitating to his side to get some warmth, your face burrowing on his chest, "I wanted to wake up beside you" you complained

"Sorry, baby. I just got used to leaving so early for work"

"But you don't start until later at 9am you said. So why didn't you stay in bed?" You countered, not even caring that you were now full on whining like a kid throwing a tantrum

Your boyfriend felt bad but not as much as he was enjoying your little fit

"Sorry, baby" He said again, turning you to face him while he cupped your cheeks with his large hands, leaving a quick peck on your forehead "it's just that when i woke up the first thing i saw were your flowers— my flowers. And then I looked at you and I was just so happy, I can't even explain it. Like nothing could ruin my day. So I took the vase cause I want to transfer some of them. I'll leave half of them on my bedside table, and the other half i'll put in another vase I can bring to work and place in my studio. That way, i'll be reminded of you… and then work won't feel so gloomy after all" he grinned, more than proud of his wonderful idea.

With the way Seungcheol enthusiastically explained his plan, you couldn't be mad. It tugged at your heart strings how happy the simple gesture of gifting him flowers was. You pinched his cheeks softly, endeared at the handsome, happy face smiling back at you. "I love you, Cheol"

If every night ended up like last night and your boyfriend was this excited every day he got flowers, you made a mental note to make a subscription at the flower shop for flowers delivered especially for Choi Seungcheol.

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ourautumn86 · 11 months

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OMG I NEED A PT2 TO PLAYING GAMES WITH ELLIE USING A STRAP

playing games pt2

ellie williams x fem! reader

pt1!

summary; you need ellie. the thing is… your parents are downstairs.

cw; +18 content! minors dni!, sex with parents in the house, dom! ellie, sub! reader, sexting, naked pictures (nudes), masturbation (reader), fingering (r receiving), strap-on sex, making out sessions, hickeys, tit and nip play, needy sex, multiple orgasms, praising, dirty talking, degradation (kinda?), choking, multiple orgasms, use of pet names instead of y/n…

it was a friday night, and you had gone back to your parents house for the weekend. you loved your parents, you really did. but you missed ellie so much it was killing you. you hadn’t stopped texting her for a minute, being on call and telling each others about your day.

i miss you :(

i miss you too sweet girl, so much

i wish you were here

me too, i wouldn’t stop kissing that pretty face of yours

you smiled, letting out a little giggle before biting down on your lip.

i would like that a lot

i bet you would, huh?

yeah

you snapped a picture of your chest —only covered by the towel you’d surrounded yourself with right out of the shower—, tits popping out and wet.

fuuuck, don’t play with me like that doll

let me see you

you smirked, letting the towel fall and snapped another picture, now fully exposed. ellie groaned when she received it, her hand cupping her cunt. shit. you really knew how to drive her insane.

so fucking pretty, making me so wet…

yeah?

she smiled at your teasing.

yeah baby. wanna fuck you so fucking hard. see your tits bouncing up and down as you ride my dick.

you blushed, so fucking hard you had to take a deep breath.

then come and do it

give me 10 min

your breath hitched. oh fuck. she was coming. and your parents were downstairs. fuck, fuck, fuck!

you dropped your phone on the bed and went to quickly close the door with the lock. should you put some clothes on? stay naked? shit. you were already dripping.

you sighed when your fingers met your sticky cunt. you couldn’t wait for her. you needed to touch yourself. you called her, biting your lip nervously as you laid down on the bed.

“els…” your voice was so fucking sweet and needy it was making her throb.

“i’m five minutes away, pretty girl.” she said, and she truly was. she was sure she was breaking the speed limit. but she didn’t give a single fuck about it. and then you moaned, and she was loosing it. “fuck. are you touching yourself?” you hummed, your fingers circling your clit.

“need you. need you so bad ellie.” you whimpered, voice airy and needy. she was throbbing on her sweats.

“i know you do baby. i’m right there i promise.” you whined as your fingers plunged inside, and she could hear the wet sounds of your fucking. “fuck. you’re killing me.”

“els please… please…” you moaned, fucking yourself harder.

before you knew it your window was being open, and she was crawling inside. she was breathing heavily. she had parked two houses down the block and ran towards your parents’ house. she groaned when she saw you, spread open with a hand between your legs, fingers deep inside and the phone on your free hand. she threw her phone aside, not really caring about even ending the call before throwing herself at you. you moaned against her mouth, her tongue pushing inside. one of her hands came up to your throat as the other pushed your hand away, plunging her own fingers inside of your drooling cunt. your moans became muffled and silent.

“shhh, you don’t want your parents to hear us, hm baby?” you shook your head, your eyes rolling to the back of your head when her fingers curled and hit your g spot. “looking so fucking pretty taking my fingers. that’s it. atta girl…”

“i’m gonna cum.” you whined as she sucked bruises on your neck and chest, licking your tits and nipples.

“you gonna cum baby?” you nodded, your orgasm building up so fast it was almost embarrassing. your pussy was making wet sounds that made you blush. “go ahead, doll. no one’s stopping you.” she had to kiss you to stop you from screaming and your parents to hear as you gushed all over her fingers. “good girl.” she praised you, fucking you through it as you kept every little sound inside. she wanted to hear you. but she too knew that she couldn’t. or else you two would get caught. she hummed as she licked your cum from her fingers, relishing on how good you looked with your lips swollen and reddish for her kisses and flushed cheeks.

“els i want you. please.” you begged, tugging from her white wife-pleaser. she pulled it off, giving you the perfect view of her exposed breasts. you fucking loved them. you could just think about sucking on them ‘till her nipples would feel sore the morning after. but you needed her to fuck you so much that it hurt. so it would have to wait until later.

she cooed, kissing you while pulling down her sweats and exposing her strap on. “you want my dick baby? want me to fuck you?” you nodded, whimpering when she teased your folds with the tip, bumping your sensitive clit.

she had to kiss you one more time to silence the pornographic moan that scaped your throat at the sudden and harsh thrust that filled you completely up to the brim. “fuck.” you sighed, and she smirked, starting to slowly fuck her cock in and out of you.

“so good. being so good for me, princess. taking my cock so well.” she muttered against your cheek, giving you a peck. your nails dug on her shoulders, your legs surrounding her hips to pull her closer, make her reach deeper.

a moan ripped your throat at her praising, and she sweetly hushed you, her hand —who had found it’s way back around your throat— tightening just the slightest and making your back arch.

she was softly whimpering and grunting on your ear, the back of the strap rubbing perfectly her clit through her boxers. your mind felt dizzy with the possibility of getting caught.

“shit, baby.” she groaned and you moaned, rocking your hips against her as she sped up her pace. the room was filling up with the wet squelches of your pussy. “what would your daddy think, hm? me fucking her little girl while he’s downstairs, choking her like she begs me to.” your walls tightened, her words making you so horny and wet it was embarrassing how easily her cock slid in and out of you.

“fuck ellie. don’t stop!” you pleaded in just a mere whisper, her thrusts now animalistic. you were so fucking close. and she knew it. your juices were pooling out, and it was getting harder for you to stay quiet.

“you gonna cum, princess? gonna cum on my cock?” you nodded, babbling multiple broken ‘yes’ s that had her burying her face into your neck to try and silence herself. it always drove her crazy when you would get cock drunk, babbling and muttering intelligible words of praise. “cum baby, please, fuck.” she moaned, rubbing your clit, feeling her high about to hit her as well.

you swore you saw stars when you came, your walls fluttering around her dick as she fucked you through it. you two kissed each other, trying to silence yourselves as you rode your respective orgasms. you looked like a mess, with bruises decorating your skin and glassy eyes. completely fucked out.

but for ellie…

“you’re so beautiful.”

well, for her you were nothing less than perfect.

a/n; 😫😵‍💫

xxx

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greenishghostey · 2 years

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It's Fantasy, babe

Pairing: Eddie Muson x fem!reader

Summary: You decide to indulge in a fun fantasy with your boyfriend: Eddie, sneaking into your room and cumming inside you.

Warnings: This fic contains graphic 18+ content. Please do not engage with you are underage! Unprotected sex, penetrative sex, rough but with lots of love, established relationship, fingering, fluffy smut, Eddie cannot shut up ever, enthusiastic consent, Eddie just trying rock your world as best he can

A/N: This is the first smut I've ever written and I promise I tried my best. The idea had been rolling around in my head for a while so I bit the bullet and just tried it. DO NOT REPOST OR EDIT MY WORK

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The discussion between you and Eddie had been a long time coming. You’d found a particularly filthy romance novel about a princess and her noble knight. They’d shared a night together rolling around in her royal quarters, and he came in her until she was dripping, full and shaking. He had snuck into her rooms after the castle fell asleep, embraced her in her soft, flowing nightgown and showed her heaven and hell simultaneously.

You wanted that too. You wanted to be the princess. You wanted Eddie to push your legs back, knees to your ears and fuck his cum into your cunt as many times as he wanted to - possibly even making love to you at the same time. You weren’t going to be too picky. You wanted your soft pastel blue bedsheets to be stained and sticky under your ass as he. Just. Kept. Going.

Eddie had jumped at your request for him to sneak in on Friday night after your parents fell asleep. They’d had busy weeks at work. They wouldn’t be stirring until at least 10 am the next morning.

And that was how you found yourself under the gorgeous weight of Eddie’s naked form. He was smiling down with immeasurable happiness. He was so warm and solid and beautiful. Dreamy was the word that came to your mind. So dreamy, so pretty, and all yours.

His thick, calloused fingers were deep in your soaked cunt, massaging and stretching your puffy walls. Eddie always did this thing with his middle and ring finger, crooking them up to push you to the edge of orgasm and keep you there for a while. You said he only did it to show off his guitarist fingering skills; he said he did it because he just loved you that much.

“Gotta get you ready for me, princess. You wanted a long night, and you’re gonna get it.” He teased before licking a long, fat stripe up the column of your neck. “God, babe, I’m gonna slip right in. She missed meeee.” Eddie chuckled as you gripped his fingers and wiggled your hips. He had to appreciate that his being a little goofy during sex still got you squirming.

“Eddie,” you whined, groping your tits and gazing up at him through half-lidded eyes, “Hurry. Up.” You moved to knot your fingers in his shaggy hair, now grinding desperately on his fingers - one of his rings bumping against your clit and fuck. You came with a muffled moan, Eddie having quickly silenced you in a deep kiss. He made sure that his tongue tasted every pretty noise you were making for him.

Eddie’s chest heaved as he pulled away. Like it was agony.

He ran the head of his swollen cock up and down your hole, pressing the tip in ever so slightly to have you claw at his forearms. You were going to draw blood from the bats, but, shit, it felt phenomenal. Nothing got his blood running hotter than seeing his lady all desperate. Craving, yearning, maybe even a little feral, much like himself.

“My girl wants it so bad, huh? My dick, my cum, me. Fuuuck, I love you.” He groaned, continuing to push his angry tip in and out of your cunt. He liked the tease of sex with you. The raw feeling of pushing both of you to the point of nearly mauling each other.

“Ed - Eddie, come on, please. I need you. I’ll ask so nicely if you want. Just-“ your pleas and begging were cut short by the glorious stretch of Eddie’s cock as he seated himself fully inside. It usually took some time for him to get in fully, but he was right; he slid right into the hot, sticky bliss. Your head slammed back into your fluffy pillows, and you had to bite your hand to contain the urge to scream. After two years of being together, he was still just so big. Fucking perfect, but still big. It would be best if you guys had done this at his place. Sure, the entire trailer park would find out that the Munson boy was getting his dick wet, but you would be able to be loud. However, the fantasy required your soft double bed and floral bedspread - your “chambers” that he would sneak into.

The pace that was set immediately was brutal, like animals, like in the book. Yes, God, yes. It was all skin slapping skin and the obscene squelch of fucking without any barriers. Eddie leant down to press his forehead to yours so he could pant, whine and grunt into your mouth. He was so considerate when he was at your place and knew you guys had be quiet - well, quieter.

“You’re so so tight, baby. Is this what you wanted?” he whispered, hot breath fanning across your burning cheeks, “raw and fucking filthy in your nice, cosy bedroom, yeah?” He laughed breathily and moulded his full lips to yours. The slam of his hips never faltered as he grabbed and rubbed your waist - still maintaining a level of tenderness while splitting you open on his cock. He was chasing his orgasm with more desperation than usual. You made it clear that you would need to be leaking and creamy to fulfil this fun little fantasy, and who was he to deny the princess her requests? You’d been so damn polite when asking him for this too.

“You said you wouldn’t laugh, Eds,” you murmured, pulling away from the searing kiss by literal millimetres. Legs wrapping around him and feet digging into his ass, he wasn’t going as deep as he could, and that needed to be changed. You could feel yourself gushing with every hard thrust, dangling on the precipice of cumming.

“Would never laugh at you. I’m having the time of my goddamn life here.” He sighed, a wide beaming smile spreading across his sweat-covered face. He was glowing under the light of your bedside lamp. Wow. Eddie’s big hands moved from your waist to the backs of your thighs. Yes, yes, yes, he hiked your legs up and back until you were folded in half. If you wanted deeper, then he was going to go as deep as physically possible. Eddie needed you to feel him in your fucking stomach.

Never in your life had you been so thankful for getting rid of your old spring mattress. Because the force behind Eddie’s thrusting was insane. He prided himself on having impressive stamina that only seemed to come out when he was inside you - quite frankly, Eddie never wanted to leave your cunt. That was especially the case now, with your toes accidentally tangling in his hair. “Oops, sorry,” you muttered, breaking away from your sex-induced haze to angle your feet differently. It would have been awkward, but this was with Eddie. Awkward was never even part of the conversation.

“You could kick me in the head right now, and I’d say thanks, don’t worry.” Eddie giggled, running a thumb over your sweaty cheek. He shifted slightly to get more comfortable for what he had planned - it might be a little risky, but it would be worth it. You reached up to fix the hair you’d messed up with your feet and giggled, but Eddie’s face showed that he was deep in thought about something. Before you could ask if anything was wrong, he spoke, “What’s on the other side of that wall?” He nodded his head towards the wall behind your metal-barred headboard.

“Linen closet, why?” you asked, the gears in your head turning quickly and figuring out his plan. He was calculating risk; you were so proud of him.

“And how far away is your parents' room?”

“Other end of the hall.” Your breathing had moved onto panting now. The headboard had already started to knock against the wall a little, but Eddie was about to make it a whole lot worse.

“Perfect. Hold these pretty legs back for me, please?” He was grinning like a horny maniac. You did as he asked almost a bit too quickly, holding your legs back and as wide as you could get them in your current position. “Atta girl. First load’s gotta be an extra special experience, right?” One of Eddie’s hands got a strong grip on your headboard while the other moved to flick and massage your clit in tight little circles. You whined at the contact, knowing that your fantasy was about to reach the first of several climaxes.

Eddie started up his almost punishing pace again. But this time, he had more leverage to force his cock into you and mould your walls to the shape of him. The squelch of fucking was somehow even louder than before. Now mixed with the sloppy sound of Eddie playing with your clit and grunting like an animal in heat. You weren’t much better with your whining and mewling. Reaching up to hold his ecstasy-coloured face as best you could.

“Aw, she’s all sensitive and weepy for me, isn’t she, babe?” Eddie groaned straight into your ear. Your legs had started to shake from just how deep you could feel his cock as it pounded into your g-spot. The reply he got from you was a sniffled nod and your big wet eyes staring up into his. “You wanna beg for it? I think you wanna beg for me to fill you up.” Fuck, he was so right. You hated when he was right.

“I-I need you to cum, Eds. I wanna feel it so fucking bad,” you hiccuped; it felt like you were on the verge of crying from how deliciously overwhelmed you were. “I’ve been good.” Eddie’s gaze snapped down to meet yours, and the look on his face was beautiful. His big eyes widened, and his jaw was slack as he whined at your comment. You had been such a good girl for him. You always were.

That did it. Eddie slammed into you with a few more, and his rhythm was pretty much gone by that point. When he came, he silenced his guttural wail by biting down on your shoulder hard. Normally, you would have scolded him for leaving a mark, but right now? It made the whole experience so much better as you came with him.

The two of you stayed together, panting, for a while after that. Eddie didn’t want to pull out of you until he absolutely had to, and you relished in feeling his sweaty weight press you into the mattress. The intimacy for the moment was your favourite. For all that Eddie tried to make the world believe that he was mean and scary, he was far from it. He was practically purring as you ran your fingers through his hair and massaged his scalp - a big dorky smile on his face and everything.

Eddie untangled himself from your body and sat up, scraping his hair out of his hair and fanning himself. The demon head on his chest was staring at you like it was proud. Bastard. Before you could form words to ask if Eddie needed water or anything, he flipped you over onto your stomach and pulled your ass up, back arching all pretty how he liked it. He stared at his cum oozing from your cunt in fascination. Yeah, you guys were going to be doing this again.

“Good for round two, sweetheart?” Eddie chirped, giving your ass a sharp smack. You whimpered and nodded - words wouldn’t be possible for the rest of the night; you could feel it in the throb of your clit.

#my writing #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x fem!reader smut #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fluff #stranger things #fic #fluff #smut #i hope this doesn't suck TOO much

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ysrjune · 8 days

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omg omg sam monroe being all cuddly and needy and horny 🤗🤗

Your boyfriend clinging onto you like hes never gonna see you again was an obvious giveaway that hes either tired or really horny.

his face was nuzzled into your cleavage, giving small kisses and hickeys here and there. this was one of the moments where you would like to take pictures and post them on your social media because your boyfriend is just so cute. of course, they all had to be posted on a private story since your account was public.

“baby, need you so bad.” he whined softly, tangling his fingers in your hair. hes been whining for almost 10 minutes about how horny he is and how he wants you to touch him so badly. “sam, you dont need me to help you feel good, you know. you have hands for a reason.”

“they dont feel good like you, though. nothing compares to you, doll.” he was so whiny, it sounded like he was gonna cry. “pleasee, it hurts so bad. you dont even have to let me fuck you, I just want you to make me cum.” he picked his head up to look at you in the eyes.

“Mm, depends on how you want me to do it.” he groaned at your answer, making you giggle. “so cute when you're all whiny and horny, baby.” you scratch his bare back. “you're so mean, princess.” He grunts and slowly starts to rock his hips into the middle of your thighs. “m’ so hard, doll. cant you feel me?”

you giggle, tugging at his hair. “youre almost always hard when we're alone together.” he rolled his eyes at that. “yeah, well, I can't control that. I have a hot girlfriend. How do you expect me not to wanna shove my dick somewhere inside you..” sam whines and pops a titty out of your shirt, starting to suck gently.

“sam!” you gasp at the feeling of his wet tongue swirling around your nipple. “come on, let me taste.” he said through his teeth while they clung onto the sensitive bud. he fondled your other tit, groping at it at times.

hearing you moan and pant out his name was almost enough to make him cum right there. “please, baby? please make me feel good.” he whined, making it sound like he was gonna cry. “so hard it hurts, you dont understand, sweetie.”

you sighed, basically giving him a yes. if it really hurt him to be this hard, you couldn't let it go on. having your baby boy hurting was the last thing you ever wanted. hearing that sigh made him moan slightly. sam gets off of you, letting you see his bulge.

he strips himself of his shorts and boxers and flips you on your back. he slowly tugs down your shorts just to tease himself. once those were off, only your dark blue panties were covering you, and fuck. your ass looked so good right then.

“could cum at just the sight of you like this, n/n.” and smacked your ass. you wince at the sudden sting even though you somewhat expected it. he pulled your lacy undergarment to the side, revealing your pufff pussy. “shit, you're so pretty.” he exhaled shakily and ran his middle finger down your slick folds.

“can I fuck you raw, pleasepleaseplease. i can't wait anymore. been teasing myself since I started sucking your tit.” Yeah, he was really starting to tear up how. his voice sounded whinier than usual. you nodded into the pillow, arching your back.

“Mmph,” he let a pathetic whine out and quickly pulled your underwear down to your thighs and inserted his cock in you. “huh,” he whimpered, thrusting at a medium pace. “mm, so good. fuck.” he cried, wrapping an arm under you for support.

you fucked yourself onto him, letting out moans into your fluffy pillow. “oh God, sam. like that! yeah, fuck me good.” babbles spitting out of your pretty little mouth. He inhaled sharply, followed by a whimper. “mommy, you make me feel s’good!” mommy? that was a first, but you weren't gonna complain.

lets just say he edged himself but let you cum on him a couple times. your pussy was starting to become sore, trying to take it, but you just couldn't anymore. “sam, please. it hurts..” you whine.

“Mm,” he kissed your neck and whispered; “j-just shut up and take it, okay? be a good girl for me.” what he said was vulgar, but it was said in a sweet tone. just a couple more thrusts, and he came in you, letting out a long, vocal moan.

#hayden christensen #sam monroe #life as a house #sam monroe x you #sam monroe x reader #sam monroe fanfiction #sam monroe smut #sam monroe imagine #sub!sam

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g4yforethan · 2 months

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RELAX

pairing: chris redfield x male reader

summary: reader treats chris to a great night after a hard day at work

warnings: cursing, kissing, smut

a/n: AHHH i just got re4 remake and i’m so excited to play it !!!!! i finished village a while ago so that’s why i’m writing this fic because look at himmm ;))

you were in the kitchen making a meal for you and your husband, chris redfield. he was away for two months on a mission that his team sent him on but he kept daily contact with you and left some text messages that were no doubt nsfw. tonight was going to be the night that you would see him since he left and he would only stay he night as he had to be gone in the morning for his next mission. as you prepared the table, you heard the doorbell ring. you went to the door and opened it. "hey baby miss me?" it was chris. you gasped and ran into his arms as he caressed your hair. "chris i missed you so much. please come in i just made dinner." you kissed his lips and guided him inside.

"haha thank you baby boy but i'm not really hungry to eat right now. i'm hungry for something else." you grapsed as to what he was saying and gave him a devious grin. you went up and kissed him as he picked up your legs and made his way into the bedroom. he threw you onto the bed and quickly took off his shirt. you did as well and touched his toned and muscular back. "god i missed touching your skin. it's the only thing that's been on my mind since i've been gone." he said as he roughly kissed your neck and chest. "fuck chris i’ve missed you so much. i’ve been waiting for this for so long.” you replied as he continued leaving kisses on your chest.

“fuck me please.” you said as chris immediately turned you around. “whatever you say pretty boy.” he took off his pants and took yours off as well before smacking your ass. he began licking your hole and leaving kisses around it. you moaned and grabbed his hair to make him dig deeper into you. he then put one finger inside which made you eager for more. “stop teasing me chris and put your dick inside me.” “calm down baby i’m getting to it.” he said as he spit on his 10 inch cock and slowly made his way into you. the first stroke hurt and he knew this and tried to go as slow as he can.

“ugh fuck your dick is so big.” you said as he started picking up the speed and grabbing ahold of your waist. “yeah you like that don’t you? fucking slut.” chris replied as he rammed his dick inside your hole. you rolled your eyes back and reached out your hand for him to stop but he didn’t. he flipped you over and lifted your legs up before entering you again. you kissed his neck as he fucked you and moaned into his ear. this turned him on even more as dug deep in your hole causing your toes to curl. his cock was hitting your prostate as an overwhelmed feeling of pleasure filled your entire body.

“oh my fucking god chris. i’m gonna fucking cum.” “me too y/n fuck.” he replied as you released your cum all over your stomach and his inside your hole. you felt his cum inside you and craved more. the both of you, now wet from each others sweat, laid next to each other now. chris’ arm was around you as you laid on his soft, muscular, and hairy chest. “you really missed me huh?” you said as chris started to blush. “yeah was it obvious?” “well considering the way you fucked me, it was pretty obvious.” the two of you laughed as you closed your eyes and began to fall asleep.

#male reader #malereader #gay love #men #gay reader #gay smut #male reader insert #gay #resident evil x reader #resident evil #resident evil village #chris redfield x male reader #chris redfield #chris redfield x y/n

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shadowsandshapes · 10 months

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[Spicy] Dude, This is a McDonald's | (afab!Reader/Dabi)

Summary: You're craving some McDonald's so you drag Dabi along with you to go get a burger and fries, but the man cannot keep it in his pants around you. Contains: Unprotected Naughties, Semi-Public Smut, Creampie, Swearing, McDonald's Bathroom (that's a warning on its own) wc: [2.4K]

Minors DNI 🔪

Taking Dabi with you to McDonald's was a mistake.

You were just trying to get a fucking burger, not get your back blown out in a public restroom. But alas, here you were, shoved up against the toilet paper dispenser with the man’s hands groping your ass, squeezing the flesh with his large palms as he backed you up into the stall. You pressed your hands against the powder blue toilet partition wall, stifling a laugh as you read one of the little messages scrawled on the bumpy surface.

‘The future is in your hands’ — and scribbled beneath it in different handwriting: ‘my dick is the future?’ How truly poetic. Ah, public bathroom stalls: the home of the funniest jokes and best life advice you’ll ever read. And, apparently, Dabi’s favorite place to fuck. To be fair, it didn’t really matter to the villain where he got his dick wet, as long as he could have you choking on it with that pretty tongue of yours dangling aimlessly against the underside.

“Dabi–” you complained half-heartedly.

The only reply he graced you with was a breathless chuckle before cutting you off with a searing hot kiss. Of course. There was no arguing with the man once he’d made up his mind. He fumbled, shoving his fingers beyond the edge of your waistband, eager to get his hand cupping that precious cunt of yours.

You just had to wiggle your ass at him on the way in, didn’t you?

It started with Dabi’s hand on your waist as you went over to the digital kiosks to place an order. Whenever the two of you went out, he made it a point to hold onto you in some way, shape or form. Your hand in his. A tight grip on your waist, or middle. Anything to keep you nice and close. By his side, where you belonged. You didn’t know why Dabi was so insistent on touching you in public — perhaps he simply wanted to be close to you, or maybe he liked to show off who his pretty girl was. Whatever Dabi’s reasons were, his fingers brushed against the hem of your clothes, playing with fabric as he wrapped his arms around you from behind.

“What do you want?” you asked, feeling the villain move to rest his head on your shoulder and peer at the screen. “I’m gonna just get a burger and fries.”

“Milkshake.” Dabi’s voice was gruff as he grunted his response in your ear. Navigating the categories until he found what he was looking for, he pointed at the menu to show you what he was craving. “And a 10-piece of nuggets.”

Having you in his arms always had the unfortunate side-effect of eroding Dabi’s ability to restrain himself. You just looked so fucking perfect with his hands on your hips. With every passing second you spent choosing your meal, Dabi became more impatient with the situation. Not for the food no. You were wearing that good perfume again. The one that made his dick hard whenever he so much as caught a whiff of it. And now that the man had his hands on you, Dabi couldn’t help himself anymore. You were so damn delicious — he was practically salivating already. His cerulean eyes traced the curve of your exposed neck, drinking in every dip and curve of bare skin you had on display. It looked so soft, inviting — and far too pristine and flawless to his liking. Not nearly enough marks and hickeys to decorate your beautiful body. He should change that.

Bruised was a really nice color on you, after all.

You gasped feeling his lips on your neck – a rush of energy flooding your body. The shiver that ran down your spine made Dabi’s grin grow wider.

“Fuck — Dabi!” you scolded, feeling his teeth sinking into the tender flesh of your exposed nape. The man was shameless as he sucked your skin between his teeth and bit down. There was no way he wasn’t leaving a hickey behind with how ferociously he was lapping at your body. Every little noise you made only riled Dabi up more – the sound of your voice, gasping and scandalized by his actions made his cock throb in anticipation.

“If you insist, baby…” he hissed out, dragging you away from the kiosk toward the bathroom. You stumbled over your own feet, trailing after Dabi as he made his way to the back of the McDonald’s dining area. It didn’t take a genius to figure out what was on his mind right now and you knew for a fact that Dabi didn’t give a shit about having a quicky in public. He’d have you anytime, anywhere. As long as you were willing to spread those pretty fucking thighs for him, he was ready to stuff you full of cum without hesitation.

That’s how you ended up with one foot on the toilet seat and your hot-blooded boyfriend rutting his hard cock into your clothed pussy. Dabi’s fingers slipped into your underwear — a pleased, guttural groan rumbling in his chest as they brushed against your cunt, finding it already nice and wet for him.

“Shit, babe,” he cursed, pressing a couple of fingers into your aching heat. Just feeling your walls clench around these two digits drove him wild. His breath feels hot against your ear as he leaned in, resting his head against your shoulder while his fingers got to work prying you open to get you ready for his throbbing cock. “Here I thought I was bein’ the needy one but look at you. Guess you’re just as filthy as me, hm? That’s okay, it’s what I like about ya.”

“Dabi,” you whined desperately, back arching against the partition wall as he curled his nimble fingers inside of you. “Hurry the hell up, we’re gonna get caught —”

“We won’t be if you keep that pretty mouth of yours shut, baby.” Dabi clamped his free hand firmly over your lips, muffling whatever retort you were about to spit back at him. It was probably some sarcastic bullshit comment anyway so he wasn’t sorry about shutting you up in the slightest. “Just keep that leg up on the seat and let me handle the rest, yeah?”

When you mumbled an affirmative series of noises against the palm of his hand, Dabi chuckled. Even when he tried to keep you quiet you just couldn’t resist trying to get the last word in. It was part of your charm and just made him want to fuck you so hard until that chatty attitude of yours shattered and all you could say was his name. You knew that too. It was a fun little game the both of you liked to play, especially in a public setting like this one.

Eventually, one of you would crack and Dabi would end up balls deep inside of you.

There was no time for romance right now. He fumbled with his belt, pulling his pants down just enough to free his cock. You could feel it pressing against your inner thigh, pre-cum smearing against the edge of your panties as he rutted against you in anticipation. The fabric stretched and tensed, cutting into your skin when Dabi yanked at them — your voice catching in your throat as he ripped your underwear clean off. A twinge of annoyance flashed in your mind — that was one of your favorite pairs. Your eyes followed the fabric scraps to the floor where they lay discarded against the greasy tiles of the McDonald’s bathroom, ruined and destroyed. You didn’t have time to mourn their loss: Dabi was done wasting any more precious seconds of not fucking you senseless. The man shoved his cock inside of your sweet, warm pussy — groaning with a desperation that set the hair in the back of your neck on end.

Your head lightly banged against the power blue partition wall and your foot nearly slipped off the toilet seat as Dabi began thrusting into you. The movements were shallow and sharp, grinding deliciously against that spongey spot inside of you that he loved to bully with his pierced cock. It’s like the guy knew exactly where to hit you to make you whimper and cry like a common whore. He could feel your hungry breaths catching against his palm — fingers clasping tightly over your lips to keep you from screaming.

“Keep it down, princess, this is a fucking family establishment,” Dabi taunted with a breathless whisper, never once slowing down his pace or pausing to let you catch a break.

You could only mewl into his hand, struggling to keep your heavenly cries under control each time he slammed his hips into you. Dabi’s burning blue eyes are glued to yours as he roughly pistoned his cock as far as it would go into your precious pussy. You felt so fucking perfect — he couldn’t get enough of you. Hell, half the time you two ended up fucking in a bathroom it was because Dabi couldn’t keep his dick from twitching at the sight of you. Even now, when he had you clenching on his fat cock, he wanted more. Harder. Deeper. Faster. It would never be enough. The toilet stall walls groaned and creaked with each thrust, shaking as they threatened to shamble off the hinges the longer you two spent inside the cubicle.

You could feel his tip grinding up against your cervix as Dabi leaned his full weight into you.

For now, the bathrooms were deserted but it would be naive to think they would remain that way. It was both thrilling and terrifying to know that the threat of someone catching the two of you in the act was very real. It added an itching urgency to the way Dabi moved, goading him into finishing this little romp as quickly as possible. He was doing a bang-up job at that. Your legs trembled as he fucked himself into you, eagerly slamming you down on his cock.

“Ssh, ssh, ssh —” he cooed when you got too loud again, pressing his lips against your forehead for a quick kiss. If it were any other man, the gesture might have been soothing. But this was Dabi: you knew better. The man was taunting you, taking pleasure in the fact that his pretty girl couldn’t moan for him like she wanted to. “Shut the hell up, you’re gonna get us caught…”

The way your eyes fluttered each time Dabi shoved his cock into your sweet cunt, your breath fanning against the palm of his hand — there was just something so fucking hot about your flushed face leaning back against the toilet stall like that. You looked completely helpless and desperate, just the way Dabi liked to have you. Grinding on his cock like you had something to prove, gasping and whining into the palm of his hand. You sounded almost like you were choking. He was utterly obsessed with that blissfully fucked-out look in your eyes. The sight alone was enough to make him wanna fill that pretty pussy of yours with his spunk. His fingers tightened their grip as he picked up the pace, digging into the soft flesh of your cheeks and admiring the way your face puffed up in his grip.

“You look so fucking good like this,” Dabi panted into your ear. His cock twitched in anticipation of what was to come. The man was so ready to fill you up with his thick, velvety cum. Every muffled moan you let out pushed him closer to the edge, urging him to cum in that heavenly cunt of yours. But there was one more thing he needed before he could finally give in to that desire. “I need you to cum on this dick, baby. C’mon, do it for me. I need to feel that pussy gushing on my cock, give it to me…” Dabi’s free hand grabbed your thigh and pressed it against the stall, spreading you open even more so he could shove himself even deeper and harder into you. You cried out, squirming at the feeling of his flushed tip plunging into your quivering pussy.

There was no holding back anymore. You couldn’t if you tried. Not with the man’s cock practically spearing you into oblivion.

Dabi felt your sweet cunt clenching, walls fluttering furiously and tightly around his hard cock as your orgasm crashed over you. He fucked you through each wave, shoving your body against the partition wall as it buckled and shook under the pressure. Feeling you clenching on his dick was all Dabi needed to drop his load inside of you as well. His teeth sank into your neck in an attempt to muffle his groans as he spilled his cum into you, cock pulsing with each ripple of pleasure that coursed through him. You felt your legs trembling, struggling to stay upright in the cramped toilet stall as he pumped you full. Thank fuck for Dabi holding you up or you would have sank through your knees ages ago. Every sweet, hot ounce of his cum poured into you, dribbling down and gathering at the base of his cock as he churned your insides until he was completely, utterly satisfied.

Once Dabi was completely spent, he pulled out and released your breathless mouth from his grasp. Quickly shoving his cock back into his pants and buckling up, the man cast a glance through the cracks of the toilet stall to see if anyone had walked in. The room was deserted. You were in the clear — having gotten away with a quick fuck in a McDonald’s bathroom. It was quite thrilling but also deeply embarrassing. Not exactly the type of passionate encounter you’d brag about to your friends.

You were perfectly happy to never tell a damn soul what had happened here today.

“Looks like it’s our lucky day,” Dabi chuckled out, grinning from ear to ear as he basked in the thrill of your public little tryst. Ripping a piece of toilet paper from the holder, he dabbed you clean and wiped away his spunk before chucking it in the bowl, flushing. It was a nice gesture, really, since you didn’t have a pair of panties to cover yourself with anymore.

As you both made your way out of the bathroom, you smoothed out the creases in your clothes, trying to act normal. Luckily for you, no one seemed to be paying any mind to the two of you stumbling back into the restaurant, looking like you just ran a marathon.

“Y’know, babe —” Dabi said, wrapping an arm around your waist as he pulled you in close. You could practically hear the smirk in his voice as he spoke, whispering into your ear like he was telling you a secret. “I McLoved that.”

“You’re the fucking worst.”

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golbrocklovely · 6 months

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a witching hour // sam golbach

A/N: so i actually thought of this fic as a colby fic first, but i needed a fic idea for sam and figured this one worked well for him as well. idk if you've ever seen halloweentown two, but there is a party scene where kalabar turns everyone into what their costumes are, and that's kinda what this one is like. except with a bit of sexy twist lol hope you enjoy and happy 13 nights of halloween !!

prompt: something is incredible off at sam and colby's halloween party. everyone is acting like their costumes, and nothing makes sense. and then you run into sam… dressed as a vampire. || fem!reader x sam golbach

trigger warning: vampire!sam, cursing, drinking, party scene, mentions of blood and killers but you don't see any of that, blood drinking obviously, crush-confession, twist ending?, manipulation powers used on reader, possessive language used by sam, also he's a bit of a dick in this lol but only slightly

word count: 3381

I constantly run late to everything: meetings, work, important events, and on this night... parties.

It was Sam and Colby's annual Halloween bash. After yet another successful Hell Week, the boys were throwing an all-out banger with every influencer in sight. And I, like usual, ran late to the party.

I'm not sure if you can be late to a party like this, but my texts from Sam and Colby said otherwise.

My excuse this time? I couldn't figure out my costume. I couldn't decide between two costumes, so I ended up going as a witch. Basic, I know, but classic. I finally called an uber, after pregaming a little at my apartment, and headed over to their place. On the way over, a flash of green lightning lit up the sky for a brief moment, in the same direction as their house. I stared at the window, puzzled. There's no way only one flash of thunder would happen if it was going to rain. Especially being green. It must have been a light show or fireworks nearby.

I got dropped off at the front of their house, sending them a quick text that I was outside. As I got to their gate, where usually there would have been a line with a security guard, there was nothing. Maybe I wasn't late after all and instead was super early. Checking the flyer they sent out, that wasn't true. It was already after midnight, and the party started at ten.

I walked into their property, shutting the gate behind me. I expected to see tons of people out front, since that usually was the case; but there was no one. The music was still playing loudly in the house, so there must have been people inside. As I walked towards the front door, I passed by a pile of Barbie dolls.

Who would bring a bunch of Barbies with them?

I glanced at the dolls, bending down, and picking one up. She was very pretty, but her outfit was unlike other Barbie fits I had seen before. Something about it was very revealing for a kids' toy. Granted, the last time I played with Barbies was when I was 10 so maybe my memory wasn't proof enough.

I stared at the doll's face a bit longer. Something about it was so familiar. She looked like someone I knew in the eeriest way. Staring at it too long, I thought I saw it blink. I lightly dropped the doll on the ground, standing back up again.

Just when I was about to open the front door, a soft 'meow' echoed behind me. I turned around and saw two cats, one all black and then another one.... that was pink.

Who the hell would dye their cat pink?

I wanted to reach out and pet them, but they scattered from the noise in front of me. The front door had opened on its own. I stepped forward, walking into Sam and Colby's home.

The place was completely trashed.

Furniture was ripped up, the mirror was smashed in, tables flipped over, cups all over the ground. It looked like a stampede ran through the house. I walked over the broken glass, looking around for anyone. I could see out the back door that no one was there either. Or if they were, they were hiding.

"Sam? Colby? Guys?" I called out, trying to reach for a light.

"Don't do that!" Responded a soft voice from a closet nearby.

I turned around and saw a friend of mine, Sarah, dressed as Rapunzel. She waved me over, opening the door quickly. I jumped over the broken furniture and made it over to her.

"Sarah, what the hell happened?" I asked as she closed the door.

"I'm sorry, you must have me mistaken for someone else. My name is Rapunzel." She smiled.

I rolled my eyes. "Okay, very funny, Sarah. But tell me. What happened? Did someone break into the house?"

"I don't really remember everything that happened. Everyone was outside, having fun. It was like the lantern festival! And then, a witch appeared on top of the house and yelled out something. It must have been a spell of some sort. And everybody started running." Sarah gasped, recounting the tale.

"How is that possible? And lantern festival? Why are you taking this costume to heart? I don't think this is the time for that." I glared, annoyed.

"This isn't a costume. This is how I always dress." She argued quietly.

"Rapunzel!" Someone yelled from behind the door. "Let me in! It's Velma."

"What's the password?" Sarah questioned, raising up a frying pan in defense.

Where the fuck did you get a frying pan from?

"Scooby snacks." Replied the voice.

"Oh okay," Sarah opened the door politely. "It is you Velma! I just had to be sure."

"You can never be too safe out there." Alice, another friend of mine, responded. I glanced up and down at her costume: Velma. From Scooby Doo.

I huffed, "Okay, you both seriously need to tell me what the fuck is going on?"

They both gasped. Sarah covered her ears lightly, in unison they hushed, "Language!"

"You're kidding me, right?" I deadpanned.

"Who are you?" Alice questioned.

"This is.... uh," Sarah started, then turned to me, smiling. "You actually haven't said your name."

"I'm Y/N..... we've known each other for like five years?" I scowled.

"We have?" They replied.

I rubbed my temples, feeling like my brain was going pop out of my eyes from how annoyed and confused I was. "Alright, can either one of you explain what is happening right now? Quickly."

"I can't remember much, but I've been searching for some clues while I was running around the house. What I remember happening was a witch of some kind appeared on top of the roof-" Alice began.

"Said some form of spell, and everyone started running? Yeah, 'Rapunzel' told me that already." I quipped.

"It wasn't just any spell, it was spell turned everyone into their costumes... whatever that means." Alice stated, putting her hands on her hips.

My face dropped. "I'm sorry, what?"

"Oh! Green lightning flashed over the sky when she said the spell!" Sarah jumped, excitedly. "She must have been an evil witch."

"Witches aren't real. It most likely was a trick of light, kind of like what magicians use to hide their tricks." Alice mentioned.

"I saw the lightning on my way over here...." I shook my head, sighing. "There's no way this is real. You guys must be pranking me or something. Is this Sam and Colby's doing?"

"I don't know who a 'Sam' or 'Colby" is." Sarah replied innocently.

"The guys that invited you to this party??" I pulled out my phone, pulling up a picture that one of them had posted on their snapchats. "These guys!"

"The vampire one went upstairs, and the pirate one is outside fighting a prince in the backyard." Alice pointed out, pointing to Sam, and then Colby.

"Fighting? What do you mean by that?" I furrowed my brow.

"With swords." Alice said plainly.

"Oh no! Your hand is bleeding!" Sarah gaped, gazing at Alice's hand.

"I must have cut it looking around for clues." Alice commented.

"What clues are you even...." I grumbled, trailing off and glaring up at the ceiling.

Sarah wrapped her hair around Alice's hand, holding it lightly. She then began to sing. "Flower, gleam and glow..."

Her hair began to light up slowly, starting from her scalp and eventually ending at the ends of her braided hair.

I can only imagine how expense that wig was.

Sarah pulled her hair away from Alice's cut... and it was gone.

I blinked. "I'm sorry, am I super drunk right now, or did your hair just heal her cut?"

"Jinkies..." Alice whispered, staring at her hand and blushing.

I took a deep breath, needing to get out of this closet. "I'm gonna go find Sam."

"He's a vampire, right? My mom warned me about men with sharp teeth. Be careful." Sarah informed.

"Right..." I opened the closet door, turning back around for a moment. "Hey Alice? I mean, Velma?"

"Yes?" She asked.

I grabbed her glasses off her face, dropping them onto the floor.

Sarah, Rapunzel, whatever, frowned dramatically. "Well, that wasn't very nice.

"My glasses.... I can't see without my glasses." Alice, Velma, whatever waved her hands around, trying to find where I dropped them.

"You don't even wear glasses! Oh my God, you guys are the worst!" I groaned, stepping out the closet and shutting the door.

I rushed over to the stairs, needing to get upstairs as soon as possible. As I reached the top, I gazed down over the railing. I watched as someone dressed as Ghostface ran after.... Britney Spears.

Britney Spears was at this party? Like 'Baby One More Time' Britney? There's no way. Maybe they weren't joking about the witch turning everyone into- NO. This is all some weird joke, probably pulled by Sam and Colby because of how often I'm late.

This isn't happening, this isn't happening, this is NOT happening.

I opened the bedroom door to what used to be Colby's room. I wanted to see the entire backyard from a safe distance. The room was dark, the only light coming from outside by the drawn curtains. I raced over to the windows, looking around outside. The backyard was equally as trashed.

A man-wolf monster stood on top of the slide for the pool, letting out a deep, animalistic howl. By the basketball courts, Colby was sword fighting with a guy dressed in a prince costume. Other people, or characters, were hiding around, peaking out occasionally from their spots. And I swore for a moment I saw someone fly away on a broom stick.

"What the fuck?" I whispered, my eyes widening at the scene.

"It's dangerous out there." A familiar voice rang out.

I jumped, a squeak leaving my lips as I turned around. In the shadows of the room was Sam, gazing at me mischievously.

"Oh my God, Sam. You scared the shit out of me." I clutched my chest, taking a deep breath. "What the fuck is going on?"

"A witch did this to us." Sam replied casually.

"That's what Alice and Sarah said. That a witch turned everyone into their costumes. Wait, how do you remember?" I inquired.

He shrugged, stepping towards me. "I'm just a generic vampire. So I guess I remember everything, and I'm still me."

"And since Colby dressed up as a pirate, he thinks he's a swash-buckler?" I joked half-heartedly.

"I guess so." Sam chuckled.

I questioned, "How long will this last?"

"An hour. So, in ten minutes it will be over." He confirmed, crossing his arms tightly.

I sat down on the edge of the bed, "Oh, well that's good. Since I think I saw Ghostface trying to kill Britney Spears."

"That would be such a waste of blood..." Sam's voice deepened.

I leaned away from his voice, "That was kinda freaky of you to say."

He smirked. "I can't help it. I'm a vampire."

"For ten more minutes. Maybe stay over there until this is all over." I hissed, uncomfortable.

"Why?" He leaned towards me, still far away, "You think I'm gonna bite you?"

"Probably." I teased.

Sam shook his head. "I would only do that if you asked me to."

“Well that's not gonna happen. So, let's stop talking about it.” I sassed.

"I think I can sit next to you though." His body appeared next to mine, sitting on the edge of the bed.

I jumped up, turning to him. "Jesus! You have fucking speed abilities?"

He hummed, "I guess so. You know what other powers I have?"

"No, what?" I jeered slightly.

"I can make people do what I say." He grinned wickedly, his fangs shining in the light.

I raised an eyebrow at him, "How do you even know that?"

"I told all the people hiding in this room to leave and go somewhere else. Some of them are outside in the backyard." He answered.

"Well, that was a little rude of you to do." I narrowed my eyes.

He scoffed. "This is my house. I'm allowed to kick people out of it."

"I guess you can. But maybe be a bit more conside-" I started.

He cut me off, his tone changed. "How would you feel if I drank your blood?"

"What?" I turned and looked at him.

His eyes caught mine, and suddenly I was entranced. "How would you feel if I drank your blood? Be honest."

The truth came out of me easily, I couldn't stop it from slipping from my lips. "I wouldn't mind it."

"And why is that?" He continued, standing up.

"Because I've had a crush on you for a while. Plus, vampires are really hot. And you as a vampire is, like, extra hot." I admitted in a daze.

"Wow...." Sam beamed, pulling his gaze away. "Now that's insane."

The moment I could think for myself, I spun around covering my face. "Oh my God, Sam! Why would you make me say that?!"

"I didn't make you say anything! I just made you tell the truth." He explained defensively, almost jokingly.

I whined, "Still! You didn't have to make me do that."

"So... do you want me to bite you?" He asked again.

I turned back to him, pissed. "No, I don't."

"Really?" His eyes somehow caught mine again, and I was lost. "Be honest."

"I would totally be into it," I squeezed my eyes shut as Sam looked away smugly. "Oh my God, you suck."

"Only if you want me to...." He teased.

"That's not..." When I opened my eyes again, his were already boring into mine. I felt lightheaded, and immediately could barely think. "Fun...ny."

"Get closer to me." He ordered.

My body moved without my permission, stepping up to Sam. I could feel his warmth radiate against my skin from how close we were together.

"Do you actually have a crush on me?" He queried.

I nodded my head. "Yeah, I think so."

"You think so?" His hands trailed up and down my arms, soothingly. "Would it be a bit stronger if I bit you?"

"It would." I revealed, unable to lie.

"Okay then. Good to know," he snickered. "Tilt your head and show me your neck."

I followed Sam's command, tilting my head to the side and allowing him more access to my neck. Sam's hold around me tightened, his mouth lowering down until he was almost against my neck.

"I'm not gonna hurt you, Y/N. I would never hurt you," his voice was just above a whisper. Sultry and seductive. "Also.... I like you too."

I exhaled, "Wha-?"

Suddenly his fangs sunk deep into my neck. A soft wince escaped my throat, my body tensing up. I gripped onto his arms, my nails almost digging in. It was a bit painful but exhilarating at the same time. I felt high, each breath feeling like a rush of dopamine.

Sam moaned against my neck, removing his mouth for a second. His tongue lapped at my skin, getting all of the extra blood that fell from his mouth. "Fuck, you taste heavenly."

"Sam, I think you shou-" I mumbled, my voice raspy.

He plunged his teeth back in, a harsh gasp falling from my lips. I thought of pushing him away, but instead my hands pulled him in more. My vision began to blur, and my legs could barely stay up on their own. I felt my legs give out, but Sam held me up, his torso crushing into mine.

"Don't worry, Y/N, I got you. I'll never let you go. You're mine, forever." He growled.

"S-Sam." I choked.

My eyes began to flutter, my breathing slowing down to an almost halt. And still, he continued to drink and drink. I felt like I was floating and falling all at the same time. And I didn't even care. It felt so good to be in his arms, to have him consume me.

I could hear a soft whisper in the distance. It sounded familiar but was muffled. It grew louder and louder by second, saying the same thing over and over again. Finally, as it sounded closer, I could make out what it was saying: my name.

And then like a freight train, someone screamed it. "Y/N!"

My eyes popped open, focusing immediately on Sam's face. He was looking down at me concerned, almost in a panic.

"Y/N, oh thank God. I thought we were gonna have to call 911 or something." Sam sat back on his knees, his chest heaving.

I glanced around as my eyes adjusted to the light. I was in Colby's room, but from an angle I wasn't used to. I tried to sit up, suddenly realizing I was on the floor. Sam propped up an arm around me sitting me up and leaning me against the couch.

"Wha... happened?" I uttered, rubbing my neck.

"Well, we were all downstairs partying, and you said you didn't feel good all of sudden. So we both came up here, and I went to use the bathroom. And when I came out, you were passed out on the floor." He responded, worried.

I squinted at him, confused out of my mind. "So... there wasn't a witch that turned everyone into their costumes?"

He blinked. "Should I still call 911? How hard did you hit your head?"

"No. No, I'm okay." Sam helped me up slowly, still propping me against the couch, "I must have had one hell of a dream when I passed out."

"Are you feeling okay? Tell me, seriously." He looked into my eyes.

I glanced away quickly, "Yeah, I'm... fine. I don't even feel drunk. What time is it?"

He checked his watch. "It's 1:05."

"After midnight..." I realized, muttering.

He furrowed his brow. "What?"

"Nothing. I'm okay Sam. Really. You know how I can get sleepy after I drink too much. Maybe that's what happened." I tried to reassure.

"Yeah maybe..." He trailed off.

"I'm gonna go to the bathroom real quick." I stated, standing up completely.

Sam stepped towards me. "Do you need help?"

"No, I'm okay." I grinned at his nervousness, "Seriously, I'm fine. Don't worry."

I trudged over to the bathroom, leaning against the sink to collect my thoughts.

So.... that was all a dream I had while passed out? Holy shit, I'm never drinking again.

I looked up, scanning my face slowly. I looked the same as I did when I left my house. Except, I had no recollection of how I got here. I mean, in the dream I took an uber... so maybe that's what happened? But God; that dream felt so real. It truly felt like Sam was drinking my blood and draining me. And holy shit, I confessed I had feelings for him!

I sighed deeply, looking over my face once more. My eyes drifted further down and widened at the sight. Two fang marks were right by my jugular, right where Sam had been biting me.

"Sam! Can you come in here for a second?" I yelled, my breathing speeding up.

A moment later the door opened, Sam entering. "What's wrong?"

I spun to him, glaring. "Why do I have two fang marks in my neck... like a vampire bit me?"

"What are you talking about?" He puzzled.

I pointed to my neck. "Right here! What are these?"

"Y/N, there's nothing there." He informed.

"Yes there i-" I turned around, looking in the mirror. He was right. The marks were gone. My skin was clear, as if they never existed in the first place. "Oh."

"Are you sure you're okay?" Sam wrapped an arm around me sweetly, rubbing my back.

I stuttered, "Y-Yeah. I must have just saw something."

"Must have. Because like I said, there's nothing there." His gaze met mine in the mirror, "Right, Y/N?"

"Right. There's nothing there." I said dreamily.

"Good," he smiled warmly. "Now, let's get back down to the party. If you're feeling up to it, of course."

I nodded, taking Sam's hand and leaving the bedroom, following him back to the party.

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galaxymagitech · 3 months

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Batfam Kill Counts

I believe that the kill counts for the Batfam are in the following order: 1. Jason (~500); 2. Tim (100-300); 3. Alfred (20-100); 4. Damian (~50); 5. Bruce (5-10); 6. Dick (1-5); 7. Cass (1)

However, based on the absolute certain facts and not just speculation, kill counts are as follows, I believe: 1. Jason (83 confirmed); 2. Alfred (many); 3. Damian (3+); 4&5. Cass & Bruce (1); 6. Dick (1-ish); 7. Everyone else (0)

These aren’t counting vampires or pre-crisis early Batman characterization. I have probably missed some stuff because I have only read some comics, but from what I’ve read and Google this is my general understanding.

Reasoning explained:

1. Jason — Jason has 83 confirmed kills, but honestly I don’t buy that he hasn’t killed more than that. I’m interpreting “confirmed” as in “we have absolute proof that the Red Hood killed them” whereas his actual kill count is much higher. I headcanon it as somewhere around 500 people, but the number could be in the thousands.

2. Tim — This one’s controversial…I personally think Tim killed people when blowing up the League of Assassins bases, but not nearly as many as people often say. He definitely blew up the bases BY blowing up their computer systems, and there are explosions shown. Probably around 100-300 people, as a side effect and not the goal.

3. Alfred — Served in the military, but people SEVERELY overestimate the number of kills a soldier would have from that, especially as he presumably wasn’t dropping bombs. In WWII estimates for average number of kills per soldier range from 5-20. Alfred was likely exceptional, but I doubt that he killed more than 100 people. He may actually be #4 on this list, with fewer kills than Damian.

4. Damian — Confirmed kills are Spook and Nobody, and he did those so easily that he has DEFINITELY killed routinely, but again, I think people attribute far more kills to him than he actually has done. He was raised in the League of Assassins, but they don’t just kill willy-nilly. He’s probably killed <10 people to prove he’s capable of it and <100 people (maybe even 0) for the League. Overall, I don’t buy that Damian has killed more than 60 people.

5. Bruce — I think he has accidentally killed a significant number of people. This one’s also controversial, but his methods are brutal and he’s been working for a long time. It’s likely that he’s done enough damage that the criminal dies in the hospital multiple times. He’s also done things like leaving KGBeast to die trapped underground or bleeding out unable to move in the tundra by his hand. I don’t think he’s watched someone die by his hands, but…yeah. He has also killed Darkseid for sure.

6. Dick — Killed Joker (who was revived soon afterwards, so it half-counts), has also worked with Batman so long that I think he has killed other people by accident too. Has also displayed disregard for if his actions result in a criminal being killed by other criminals, especially early on in Nightwing (1996). Considers himself to have killed Blockbuster, but…yeah no.

7. Cass — 1 confirmed kill. After that, she ran and put in a large amount of effort to avoid killing ever again. She became evil, but I’m pretty sure this has been unwritten and most people refuse to accept it anyway.

To my knowledge, Steph, Barbara, and Duke haven’t killed anyone, and likely have not accidentally killed anyone either due to their methods.

Of course, feel free to disagree!

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strniohoeee · 6 months

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Cutting Dead

Pairing: Chris Sturniolo X Female Reader, cute imagine could be suggestive at parts😚

Synopsis: Y/N was getting ready for a date when some unexpected things decided to happen👤

Warnings⚠️: None really if I’m being honest, could be suggestive at parts, but nothing crazy☺️

Song for the imagine: Heartbreaker- Justin Bieber

I had stood over the triplets house last night because I had been asked out on a date by a guy I really liked. I haven’t been in the dating scene for the last year because I was constantly being disappointed by every single guy. But when I put myself out there again I ran into Chance. He was so sweet and funny and not a creep, Nick saw how head over heels I was for this guy, and wanted me to spend the night so I could get ready, and express my excitement with him.

“Y/N I’m so fucking happy for you! You deserve a good guy” Nick said jumping on the bed next to me

“Nick I’m so fucking happy like hes so nice to me, and he was the one who asked me on the date, and planned it all” I said smiling and blushing like a schoolgirl

“A guy who actually took initiative?? This we love!! Oh my god we have to make you look even more hot than you do tomorrow”Nick said clapping his hands together

“I brought so many outfit options! Like this guy is really making me think about my appearance” I told Nick

“Finally! You were starting to give Adam Sandler core I was getting scared” He said laughing at me

“Oh you fucking dick! Shut up” I said throwing my pillow at him

That night we stood up pretty late just laughing and talking about how excited I was. We went to bed at 3am, and we woke up at 9 because my date was at 12, and Chance was coming to pick me up.

I decided to start getting ready at 10, I showered and washed my hair. After stepping out I did my skincare, put lotion on, and put pajamas on so I could do my hair.

I decided on a blowout, and once that was done I started my makeup. I loved a full beat of makeup. It made me feel even more powerful with my thick lashes, and my brown lip liner.

As I was doing my makeup and hair Nick was chatting with me asking me all types of questions

“Do you think he’s a catfish?” He asked laughing

“Nick we’ve FaceTimed before…OBVIOUSLY NOT” I told him laughing

“Mmm true! Do you think he’s actually 6 foot” he also asked

“Uhhh…I actually never gave that a thought” I said as I applied my blush and highlighter

“Ouuu are you gonna kiss him” he asked wiggling his brows

“Weirdo….maybe if the vibes right” I said as I set my makeup with some spray

“Omgggg yall gonna fuck on the first date?” He asked me, and both Chris and Matt had walked into the room the same time as he was asking this question

“Who we fuckin” Matt said laughing as he went to sit on Nicks bed

“Nobody. And no Nick I’m def not fucking on a first date” I said as i was putting glue on my lashes

“Why not? It’s fun” Nick said as he pushed Chris out the way of laying in his spot

“Ummm because I’m looking for someone who doesn’t just want to fuck. I want real love” I told him as I started to stick my lashes on

“That Jada and Will love” Chris said laughing

“Given the fact that they hate each other I’m not too sure, but uhh something along those lines” I said laughing

“Ouuu that Morticia and Gomez love” Matt said nodding his head

“Oh yes!” I said looking at him through the mirror

I had finished applying my lip liner and gloss, and was ready to put on my outfit

“Okay guys I need opinions on the outfit let me go change” I said as i ran into nicks bathroom and put my outfit on

I was wearing medium/dark wash mid rise jeans that were flared at the bottom, and hugged me in all the right places. Actually hugged me a little too tight as I gained some weight and now they were extra tight on my ass and thighs. Then I put on my fitted hot pink shirt that said I Love Men, but the N was scratched out so basically I love me. And then for shoes I decided on these cute felt hot pink wedge sandals. The whole vibes was giving Bratz doll, and to top it off I put clear Y2K glasses on my head. I felt hot and powerful.

I stepped out of the bathroom.

“Sooo what do we think” I said as I gave them a spin

“You look sooo hot” Nick said snapping his fingers

“You look great” Matt said giving me a thumbs up

“Spin one more time” Chris said rubbing his chin like he was wondering

So I did another spin for them

“Your ass looks fat asf, he’ll def be drooling” Chris said nonchalantly

“Chris don’t be weird” Matt said smacking his younger brother

“I appreciate it…even though that is weird. I’ll take it” I said giving him a weird stare

“WHAT I’m stating the obvious” Chris said putting his hand up in defense

“Okay even though Chris is a creep your ass is fat” Nick said

“Okay enough about my ass” I said laughing and going to grab my phone. The time read 11:58am

“Omggg guys it’s almost timeeee” I said in a sing song way

“Has he texted you?” Nick asked

“Mm not since 11:30” I said grabbing my purse and putting my lipliner and lipgloss in it

“I figured he’s driving” I said as I sprayed myself with perfume, and getting ready to walk down to the living room to wait for Chance

We had all gone downstairs, and Chris decided to go shower while Matt and Nick sat on the couch with me as we chatted. I hadn’t realized how long we were chatting for until I looked down at my phone, and saw the time said 12:15pm…..hm weird

I decided to shoot Chance a text

-heyyy! Hope traffic isn’t too bad. What’s your ETA?☺️

5 minutes had gone by with no response

“Did he answer?” Matt asked

“No, but he was working the 5AM shift, and sometimes they don’t get off till 12:30-1, so maybe he’ll text me” I told them, and to this they nodded their head

By now it was 12:55pm and I still haven't gotten a response. I was slightly worried that he was standing me up, or he might’ve gotten into an accident, so I decided to call him. No answer

“I’m not sure why he isn’t picking up. At 11:30 he literally said he couldn’t wait to see me soon” I told Nick and Matt

“Call him again” Nick said

So I called two more times, and no response. In fact , it went straight to voicemail. I was really starting to think he stood me up, when all of a sudden my phone pinged with a text message

Chance🦕

I’m sorry, but I can’t do this any more. I didn’t mean to lead you on. You’re a cool girl, and I really like you, but I was really hoping our relationship was just friends with benefits. I’m not looking to commit to anyone right now :)

My jaw fucking dropped, and at this point Chris came into the living room

“What’s going on?” He asked as he sat down on the couch

“Uhhh he stood me up” I said still blinking down at my phone in utter shock

“He did what?” Nick asked

“Yeah… he said I’m sorry, but I can’t do this any more. I didn’t mean to lead you on. You’re a cool girl, and I really like you, but I was really hoping our relationship was just friends with benefits. I’m not looking to commit to anyone right now” I told them as I was reading the message out loud

“Are you joking right now” Nick said grabbing my phone to read the message himself

“After a year of not seeing anyone. I finally find a guy who I thought was so sweet and kind, and it turns out he’s just like the rest” I said taking a deep breath and rolling my eyes

“Oh what a fucking dick” Nick said handing my phone back to me, and I grabbed it closing out the message. Not even bothering to respond to him

“I got all dolled up for a fucking loser” I said taking my shoes off

“Hey! You don’t need him. There’s plenty of other guys out there who would kill to be with you” Matt said, giving me a reassuring smile.

“Yeah I know, but I was really starting to like the kid” I said rolling my eyes

“Y/N fuck himmm you’re so hot! You could literally have anyone you want. Literally go out right now, and watch all the guys drop to their knees begging for you” Nick said, and I smiled at this

“Ehh it’s fine I’m going to wash my face and change my clothes. So I can eat my feelings and bask in my self pity” I said standing up

“No. Let me take you out” Chris said as he stood up

“Take me out?” I said looking at him as I put my shoes back down

“Yeah, let's go out on the town, maybe the mall, and whatnot. You look too nice not to go out come on” he said grabbing the keys

“Oh okay” I said as I put my shoes back on and grabbed my purse

“Have funnnnn” Nick said as he gave a small smirk to Matt

I had driven us to the mall to go walk around and shop. As we were walking around I was getting nothing but stares from every guy I passed.

“See! Too pretty to not go out. Every guy is staring at you” Chris said as we walked into another store

“Thanks Chris. You’re making me feel better about getting stood up” I said laughing a little bit

“Ehh fuck that loser we can have more fun together” he said giving my arm a nudge

After we left the mall, we decided on grabbing some dinner, and then he took me to the pier to walk the boardwalk and look at the night sky and the waves crashing on the shore.

While on the boardwalk Chris and I stopped for ice cream, and decided to sit down to eat them

“I really appreciate you doing this for me. I haven’t thought of chance since we left the house” I said looking over at him

“I’m glad. There isn’t anything I wouldn’t do to put a smile on your face” he said looking up at me

I just smiled, and he turned to continue eating his ice cream. I was looking at him in admiration. And only then did it hit me that I might’ve liked Chris. I mean he was always there for me, my biggest hype man, and we were inseparable when we were together. I was so scared of coming to realization with this, because I felt that he wouldn’t like me, and I struggled with rejection. So I pushed all those feelings to the back of my mind, but they never truly went away. Every guy I ever spoke and went on dates with had all reminded me of Chris, but they weren’t him. I either broke things off with them, or they ghosted me, and I was hurt, but I think I was more hurt at the fact I couldn’t come to terms with my adoration for Chris. It hurt that every guy I dated just wasn’t him.

I broke away from staring at him, and began to speak

“We should take some photos” I said, and as he was finishing his ice cream he agreed

Chris was my biggest hype man. Every photo he took always came with a comment “oh yes!” “Oh my god you ass looks so good like that, hold it!” “Eating these bitches uppp” he said and that made me laugh, as I laughed he snapped another photo.

“Ew Chris I hate my smile, why would you take that” I said walking over to him to look at the photo

“No Y/N, you look beautiful just standing there laughing, and in raw emotions. This is my favorite photo of you” he said as he looked at the photo with a smile on his face

“Whatever you say” I said blushing and trying to not sound excited

“Okay your turn” I said to him as I grabbed my phone from him and pushed him away

Chris was posing like a model. “Okayyyy fucking it up” I said as I took more photos. “It’s giving bad bitchhh” I said and he gave me the middle finger the same time I snapped the photo

“Oh Chris this might be the hottest photo of you” I told him as I showed him

“Ouuu you think I’m hot?” He said smirking at me

“Yeah…who doesn’t” I said rolling my eyes

He just stared at me and laughed. After a few more photos we decided to head back to the car, and chat some more.

“You know something” Chris said looking at me, and I looked back giving him a puzzled face

“I really fucking like you” he said looking into my eyes. This made me really nervous, and I just looked down and started to blush

“I have liked you for so long, and the fact that I didn’t come clean sooner is killing me” he said

“Chris…I like you too, and I’m upset I didn’t come to you sooner either. I looked for you in every guy I dated, and it hurt that they just weren’t you” I told him

“Nobodies like me” he said looking down at my lips

“Yeah I’ve realized that now” I said laughing a little bit

“Kiss me” he said, licking his lip, and so I did. I leaned in and smashed our lips together. We had a small makeout session before we both pulled away

“Omg Chris I got lipgloss all over you” I said laughing and covering my mouth

“That’s hot” he said looking into the mirror

I just smacked his chest and blushed

“How about we take a picture for that loser and send it to him” Chris said smirking at me, and to this I agreed

He took my phone and leaned into me as I leaned into him for yet another kiss, and he snapped the photo.

“Oh he’s gonna be maddd” Chris said laughing

I leaned over to see what he was doing, and he snaked his hand around me grabbing my ass and giving it a firm grab

“I meant it when I said your ass is so fat in these” he said biting his lip

“Chrissss stop” I said whining

“Keep wearing jeans like this, and I swear I’ll cum in my pants” he said licking his lips, and I looked at him before giving him another kiss and moving down to his neck

He moaned lightly, and then stopped me

“We have plenty of time for that, but for now let’s send these pics to him” He said giving me a quick peck on the lips

Chris opened up the message app and clicked on Chance name before sending him the photo

-fuck you :)

Chris typed, and then sent another photo. It was the photo of him with his middle finger up

“Omgg Chris he’s going to be sooo mad” I said laughing

“Yeah fuck him, but for now I get to kiss up on and love my beautiful girl” he said as he kissed me once more

After that we drove back to the house, and as we were walking into the house he kept grabbing and smacking my ass. Even as I walked up the stairs in front of him

“Chris stop” I said in a whisper as we both laughed

“I see you two had fun” Nick said as him and Matt were still on the couch

“Yeah we did” I said to them as I put my purse down and slipped my shoes off

“Oh Chris for sure had fun” Matt said laughing at him, and it was only then I realized my lip gloss and lip liner was still all over his face

“Fuck yeah I did, I was all up in there” he said

“CHRIS STOP IT” I said smacking him

“Don’t tell me…” Nick said with wide eyes

“No we didn’t fuck” I said laughing

“Omg okay I was going to say please don’t say anything I dont want to throw up” he responded

We all just laughed, and as I went to walk to the kitchen Chris smacked my ass again

“CHRIS PLEASE” I said as I turned around blushing

“Yall please don’t be gettin it on infront of us” Nick said covering his eyes

“Never” Chris said as he grabbed a handful of my ass, and started to lead me down to his room

“We’ll see yall tomorrow” Chris said as we walked downstairs

“PLEASE NO FUCKING” Nick and Matt yelled in disgust

“SHUT UPP” we both yelled back and laughed

Chris and I spent the rest of the night laughing and watching videos together. Occasionally making out, but other than that we called it a night at 11, and fell asleep snuggled into one another.

Tehee hope you guys liked this one😚😚

-J💅🏽

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heartss4matthewq · 1 month

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NOTHING TURNS TO SOMETHING (pt.2)

contains: smut, dom!chris,choking,fem!reader, fluffy at the end

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“what?”

“you heard me”

our mouths smashed into eachother with no hesitation

“i want you, chris”

“all you had to do was ask” he smirked at me

my hands were tugging at his shirt signaling what i wanted

“so, so needy”

i whined in response

in one swift motion my bottoms were off and chris was on top of me

chris pressed his hard-on onto my clothed pussy earning an impatient whine from me

“fuck, ma you see what you do to me?”

a quiet moan escaped my lips

“chris- please-“

“please what?” he teased

“touch me chris, make me yours”

he pushed my panties to the side and ran his fingers through my slick folds

“you’re so pretty like this under me, y/n” he said while smirking and looking down at me.

as he pulled his boxers off, his dick sprung out of his pants and hit his stomach.

“thats not gonna fit chris” i said while laughing lightly.

“I‘ll make it fit”

i lifted up slightly so i could take my underwear off.

he started kissing my neck and pulling off my shirt.

I moaned in his ear and kissed him once again.

chris looked so good in this state.

“so pretty, baby”

He looked at me with lust-filled eyes grabbing my waist

he ran his dick through my folds slowly pushing inside my walls.

“Oh- oh fuck so tight”

i bit my lip trying to hide the moans that were trying to escape.

“i wanna hear your pretty sounds, baby”

He grabbed my boobs with both of his hands and then sucked on them

with that i let out a loud moan, hoping matt and nick weren’t hearing us.

“Yes, fuckkkk! right there”

He started to gently rub my clit with his two fingers.

“i c-can’t holy shittt”

the sounds of his grunts and me gasping for air fill the room.

“take it baby” he groans out wrapping his hand around my throat

“baby” i clenched around him at that word

he pumps himself as deep as he can go in me.

“mmh~ fuck c-chris” i breathe out.

he smirks to himself.

he thrusts himself into me faster and rougher hitting my g-spot almost every time.

my moans grow louder the closer I got, it’s like music to chris’s ears.

he knows i’m close so he starts rubbing my clit again.

i start forming incoherent sentences because the pleasure is so overwhelming.

“come on baby i know you’re close, cum with me”

with that, i let out a loud moan releasing all over chris.

chris was still riding out his high. thrusts getting faster and sloppier

“shittt” he pulls out and cums all over my stomach

he rolls over and lays beside me.

“fuck chris that was so good” i said laying on his chest.

“so i’m not bad at sex” he says chuckling

“yeah mya doesn’t know what she’s missing out on tbh”

we got cleaned up and headed to the shower

we got into some pjs and chris handed me a shirt and some boxers.

Then we got into bed again.

“Do you like wanna cuddle?“ he asked me with this cute smile on his face.

“yes of course.“

We both started to get really tired and fell

asleep.

10:45 AM

The next morning i woke up in chris bed without him.

“what the fuck” i whispered to myself

just when i was going to get up nick and matt came through the door

“oh hey, thanks for cheering my brother up last night” matt said with a wink

“oh my. u heard that?” i said a little embarrassed

“yeah we fucking did literally threw up”

“oh umm yeah anyway where’s chris”

“he went out to the store or some shit it’s way too early so i said im not driving him anywhere so he got an uber i guess”

“i’m back” chris had flowers and a poster board that said (be my girlfriend?)

“oh and here’s apology chocolates for you and matt”

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i hope this was good bc i genuinely can’t write smut. SORRRYYY that it took so long to post anyway should i make a series??

#chris sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #christopher sturniolo #matt sturniolo #nick sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #sturniolo smut #sturniolo triplets smut #spotify

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lycheedr3ams · 11 months

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Stalker Konig

fem!reader x stalker!konig

MDNI NSFW

Dark content ahead. I do not condone this behavior. Never do this. This is strictly for fantasy only.

another drabble that will probably be very long-winded

TW: smut, stalking, dub-con to con

you had first met Konig late one night at a convenience store. it was around 3am, and you were having some dire cravings for ice cream. sucking it up and driving to the store, you walked around and picked out your favorite ice cream when you noticed a pair of 6' 10" eyes following you around the store. the man wore a black face mask that covered his neck, the only thing visible were his forehead, eyes, and messy dark-brown hair. you smiled at him tiredly as you walked past him and paid for your dessert.

you went outside and sat on the hood of your car as you began to eat your ice cream. you had been arguing with your roommates and didn't want to go back to them. you just wanted some peace. so when this tall, scary man came up to you, offering a listening ear with his oh so soft voice, you couldn't resist.

you ended up talking to him in the parking lot for an hour, before you realized the time and said you had to go back to bed. when you asked why he was up this late, he said it was for work. you wondered what work kept someone up at 3am. you waved at him and thanked him for listening, and you thought that would be the last time you ever saw him.

but you ran into him again at the grocery store. at your favorite local coffee shop. at the park you always took walks in. each time, he came up to talk to you. you were too scared to ask why he always seemed to be where you were. maybe it was how kindly he looked at you, or how he bought you coffee or paid for your groceries. maybe it was how he would listen to whatever you'd vent to him about, or the way his biceps bulged out of his too tight black shirt.

he eventually asked you for your number. you gave it to him. you hadn't talked to a guy in a while. what was the harm, you thought? surely, if he got weird you could just block him.

but he texted you during all hours of the day. he tried to call you while you were at work, and when you didn't answer, he showed up at your workplace. saying he needed to see your beautiful face. you called him out for being creepy. but the sight of his thick cock was enough to shut you up. you could've lost your job, fucking him like an animal in some forgotten closet. but you gave in anyway.

eventually, he knew your schedule even when you didn't know your own. you couldn't get rid of him, and you were too scared to tell him to fuck off. you had a feeling it wouldn't end well. so you put up with him, and you managed to forget how creepy he was when he buried his thick cock in your wet heat and cooed about how pretty you were like this. you didn't have time to think about how strange it was that he followed you when his dick filled you up to your skull.

and eventually, you stopped caring. you admitted to yourself that you liked the sex, that it was worth putting up with him for it. his cock had ruined you for any other man. there was no turning back. so you willingly sought him out now, and he always gave it to you.

my next work will be comfort, i promise ~

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mistyyyy · 4 months

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How about a tall black reader who's father is a na'vi and mother is human causing her to have shading of blue on her arms and feet ( not t like vitiligo) and she has the same nerves sistem of na'vi and is taller than the avatar boys and is a super dom

Thinking about you

Oooh

I have two versions of this, I couldn't decide what to do but I think I made the right choice. The first one was peepee poopoo. sorry for not updating on this page for mooooonths but yall know how I do lol. It’s kinda meeehhhh, I need to ease my way back into smut lol

small blurb.

jake sully X black hybrid Navi reader

⚠️content:size kink, slightly perve jake, sub jake sully, jake m-wording (Tumblr is being very strict abt smut) abt you, HEAVY CHOKING KINK (creamin), embarrassed jake lol, small text

Pandoras sex symbol.

Or at least that's what Jake Sully calls you in his head. You were perfect, everything about you was perfect. The way your brown skin faded into the dark forest blue, the stripes in your body covering your strong limbs from head to toe. You were so fascinating. In a way, you reminded him of Earth, the good parts of it at least. From your human features to the way you wore your camo lioncloth. But what got him the most was your height. You were taller than most, maybe the tallest out of the clan, standing at a confident 9ft with the prettiest tight curly hair that mostly stayed in braids, wooden beads always sporting them. Your eyes were a little smaller than the regular Navi, but they were still that pretty amber he grew to love.

And that voice. Good lord above. He couldnt even count on his 10 didgets how many times he had goosebumps from it. It was deeper than the average womens, and he loved it. Especially when you talked in his ear after you pushed him into the floor by his neck. That with the combination of your strong thighs straddling him between your body. "come on sully, do better." it was a gentle scold, your accent causing his sweaty body to spasm under your heavy body, this movement making you drive him more into the dirt, hot bodies pressing into each other. "you're killing me right now.." he grunts, his hips pulling back into the dirt in hopes to not meet yours. "not yet at least." You pulled back, handing coming back from his neck with a cocky grin. You always won these competitions. Being born and raised here, trained by the RDA soldiers and the local navi before they got sent away. You were born to overpower him, even if he's been on the planet for 15 years.

He could never win against you, not that he wanted to, always ending up below you was his favorite part of the day. Every time the two of you would split up to go home, he didn't waste time pulling his matted braids up in a ponytail and stripping from his straining cloth. Dropping to his knees on his bouncy mat bed to grab the base of his thick cock. Impatient movements, he brought his hand back up to spit in his hand and back down to gently fist his tip. Frantic pumps going up and down his length with a drawn-out groan, head falling back as his free hand ran over the burning flesh of his abs, thick pecs until it found its way up the blue collums of his neck, holding it tight, giving him the light headed feeling you gave him a few times a week.

"fuck..aah shit" he cursed lazily in his native langueage, eyes fighting to stay open as his wet hand grips and twists the dripping head of his dick. Your hand around his thoat, tight even if it was a playful fight, you were so rough with him, always saying he could handle it. Fuck ,I can handle it. He squeezes his throat tighter, the pressure causing him to bite his lip, muffling his whimper as his warm seed squirts onto his fist, dripping down his fingers until it reached his tensed thighs.

Slowly grinding into his hand, letting his high settle, his eyes flutter open and looked down at the mess he's made once he came to a stop. Oh god, she'd kill me.

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Very not edited

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minjeelee · 1 year

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distraction: Park sunghoon

Contains: kissing/ making out , best friends brother , sneaky sex , unprotected sex , includes morning after, sunghoon has a big dick, let me know if i need to add more,

it was pretty much a typical weekend for you and your best friend Meera , sitting in her room sitting and talking , the occasional talk of sex , “oh my god i hooked up with heeseung last night!” she suddenly exclaimed “ are you kidding me? no way” you both look at eachother , she was so excited , “ yeah and he wants me to come over again tonight but i don’t know how to get past my brother”

she said with a small pout “i can cover for you?” you offer “really!?” she almost yelled im excitement “ yea i’ll leave your window open so you can sneak back in tomorrow morning? ” you suggest a idea “ oh my god! thank you so much Y/N! pleas distract sunghoon for me somehow , just tell him i’m sick or something” she pulls you into a hug before climbing out her window “good luck!” you yell before sitting the window shut , so it looks closed but isn’t locked.

you sit in her room for a couple hours on your phone , 10:42pm “i’m hungry” you said to yourself before walking down to the kitchen , you seen her brother sunghoon leaning over the kitchen counter drinking a glass of water, watching his show on the TV at the same time.

“oh looks like someone’s alive , where’s meera?” he asks you , putting the glass in the sink.

“oh uh she’s not feeling well so she went to bed a bit earlier” you lie , trying to put on a smile, “oh okay” he says before walking by you , and back to the living room sitting down. “ come sit here , you might get sick from her if your near her?” he offers a spot on the couch next to him , you gulp. “u-uh yeah let me get some food first i haven’t eaten in hours” you end the sentence with a small laugh “ do you want me to make you something?” he offers again with a smile , “it better than just snacking” he adds on, “are you sure? you don’t have too hoon” you question his offer , “yeah of course what do you feel like?” he stands up and makes his way back to the kitchen opening the cupboard. “mm i’m not sure what do you have?” you ask coming to stand next to him. “mm what about pasta?” he asks , turning to you. “sure!” you agree , he grabs the box out of the cupboard, before grabbing a pot and the rest he needs to set up. “do you want me to help you?” you offer , he turns around from the stove to look at you “ do you wanna make a salad to have with it?” he asks pointing at the fridge “ alright” you walk toward their fridge opening it “woah your fridge has been rearranged since i was last here! where’s your vegetables?” you turn to him asking, “oh” he walks over and stands right behind you leaning over you pointing at a box of vegetables , “here they are” he says grabbing it and passing it to you, you slightly stumble making him place and hand on your waist out of instinct.

after the pasta was cooked , you were still chopping vegetables so he had come over to help you , once again standing behind you to help you. you had turned around completely forgetting that he was there , as you did so he put his hands on the bench behind you , caging you in , you look up and him staring at his lips , they looked so soft and kissable , “hoon-“ you were cut off when he slowly moved his hands to your waist and connected your lips together , your hands went up to hang around his neck , you let out a small moan when his tounge slid into your mouth , deepening the kiss. he pulled you even closer walking you over to the living room , slamming you against the nearest wall, a groan left his mouth when you tugged on his hair , when he pulled away for a breath you let a whine out at the loss of contact.

he laughed and pressed his lips back onto yours , smiling into the kiss at the way your hands tugged at his hair again. his hands ran up and down your sides , before running them up and into your shirt, feeling your bare sides, he pulled away again , sliding his shirt over his head and throwing it onto the floor. you stood in front of him staring at his well toned body , his abs and how his muscles were sculpted, you could tell he worked out, “you done staring baby?”

he laughs before grabbing your waist pulling you into another kiss , he pulled your shirt over your head slowly , being able to feel more of you , still kissing you , he taps your thigh signalling for you to jump up , you do so as he carries you over to the couch , his hands fiddling at your bra , unclasping it and throwing it to the floor , he grabs the waistband of your silk pyjama shorts and pulls them down , adding to the clothes all over the living room floor. he pulls from the kiss again , breathing heavily , he runs a hand through his hair , he pulls down his sweats and comes back to kissing you, he grabs the top of your lace panties , playing with them for a bit as you roam your hands down his back and back to his hair, tugging at it when he pulls your panties off. he then pulls down his boxers , he pulls away , grabbing your hand and standing you up, he takes you back to the kitchen , turning you around and bending you over the counter he runs his hard cock over your slit teasing you , you whine out at him “you ready baby?” he assures you want it , you nod frantically.

he pushes in as you let out a loud whine , he’s fucking massive.

he throws his head back and the feeling of how wet you were, you were so tight aswell, he keeps slowly pushing in until he bottoms out, his tip kissing your cervix , he then starts to thrust into you harshly , you were moaning and whining out loudly, “f-fuck hoon! your so b-big” gripping at the counter as hard as you could as he pounds into you from behind , he leant over , pacing a few kisses on your neck before leaving a few small bruises, your moans were extremely loud , not surprised if you had woken the neighbours, tears rolled down your cheeks as you kept moaning and whining out his name , “f-fuckkk sunghoon!” you scream his name when he starts to ram your g-spot , you were getting close and he could tell , still relentlessly pounding you , “fuck fuck fuck! sunghoon i’m gonna cum!” you whine out “yeah? cum all over me baby “ he encourages you , quickening his pace chasing his own orgasam, “fuck! yes! sunghoon fill me up please! please cum inside me please!” you moan out a small puddle of tears growing on the counter below you, “yeah? want me to fill you up ?” he groans “yes! fuck please hoonie!” you beg him , “sunghoon! oh my god!” you scream out as you cum all over him , the clenching sending him over the edge “fuckkk” he hisses out as he fills you up , leaning over you placing a kiss on your neck. you both stay still for a minute or so regaining strength before he pulls out and grabs your waist. he laughs at your fucked out state , wiping some of his cum that was dripping down your thighs up with his thumb , before bringing it to your mouth as you suck his finger clean.

he picks you up and carries you upstairs to his room , gently laying you down on his soft sheets before getting in himself , rolling over to grab your waist , falling asleep.

The next morning

you woke up the next morning , the sun shining through his curtains , you wriggle around stretching as you feel his arm tighten around your waist , a small groan left his throat “mmm five more minutes please baby?” he keeps you in place “ fine” you agree snuggling back up into his embrace and warmth

on the other hand , meera had just arrived home , she ended up going through the front door , figuring sunghoon would still be asleep anyways , she walks in the door taking of her shoes , when she gets to the living room she freezes as her jaw drops.

“what the” she whispers to herself seeing sunghoon’s shirt, sweats and his boxers in different spots on the floor, she eyes the rest of the room to see a girls silk pyjama shirt and shorts , along with a bra and panties , “are they Y/N’s?” she says to herself inspecting them “they are..” she walks upstairs peeking into sunghoons room to see you both naked perfectly asleep, “oh my god?” she whispers to herself before pulling her phone out of her pocket laughing and taking a photo. she shut the door and went back to her room.

when you and sunghoon had eventually got up , realising both of your clothes were still downstairs he gave you one of his hoodies and a pair of his sweats , as he got dressed him self only putting on a pair of shorts , he couldent be bothered to put on a shirt , helping you downstairs holding your waist as you were a bit sore. you both picked up your clothes going back to his room, you changed into your pyjama shorts , still keeping his hoodie on “stealing my hoodie are we love?” he laughed at you “mhm” you let out a tired response throwing yourself onto his soft bed again “i love you y/n” he says looking at how comfy you looked letting out a small laugh “ i love you too hoonie” you pull him into a kiss before getting up “ i gotta go check on your sister i’ll be back okay baby?” you say shutting his door before going to meeras room

“y/n oh my god i need to tell you all about my night!” she says as she drags you in to her room sitting down, you listen to her ramble on about how her night with heeseung went , and how they hooked up and blah blah blah , then she asked why you and sunghoons clothes were in the living room , and why she seen you in his bed this morning “oh after you left i went downstairs for food and he was there , so we made pasta together and somehow ended up uh fucking” you laughed

meera was so excited “FINALLY!” she said shaking you , “ow fuck” you whined when she touched your hip , she lifted up your shirt a little to see his hand print on your hips from gripping you so hard “woah yous really had some fun” she raised an eyebrow at you”

“ you told me to distract him” you shrugged with a laugh

the end 😍

#sunghoon #enhypen smut #park sunghoon #enhyphen

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soujougeurilla · 2 years

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ALL MINE — L. JENO

in which (f! reader) has a crush on jeno and she just so happens to drop her brook filled with every explicit thought of him you could imagine.

WARNINGS! : slut shaming , degrading , invasion of privacy, pervert! jeno non sexual nicknames (pretty girl, princess, baby girl) sexual nicknames (slut, cumslut, cocksleeve, whore? mommy, + more) masturbation (m) voyeurism, sexual journal, marking, HEAVYY talk of breeding, choking, screaming, mind breaking, dumbification, shortness of breath (jeno pushes her into the sheet), squirting

“oh shit! im sorry jeno, i didnt mean to” you bowed swiftly and he chuckled, that same chuckle that made you weak everytime.

“its okay, pretty girl. dont worry” and you swear you almost passed out on the spot.

you swiftly picked up your things and ran away, bowing one last time but you left a small journal and he picked it up, turning his head but you were already gone.

but he was almost dying to know what was inside.

“ill return it later, its the end of the day i’ll catch her tomorrow..” he thought, and just walked off, before running into his friend yuta.

“jen! you goin to that party this weekend? that girl you like is gonna be there.. whats her name.. ?” and jeno shushed yuta quickly before nodding.

“its [y/n] and im probably not gonna make it to the party, busy with work.” jeno spoke, rubbing the back of his head and yuta nodded before patting his shoulder.

“well then ill see you later, also good luck with her” and yuta walked away with a smile on his face.

when jeno finally reached home, he procrastinated opening the journal for a whole 10 minutes, before he caved and opened it to the first page, it read:

“this is my thought book, not the good ones, the ones i fantasize and dream about him in.” and suddenly his head turned, sucking in a hard breath before he turned to the next page, leaving his eyes wide as he read.

“September 16, 2022. — its so wrong, but i keep thinking about jeno bending me over on the nearest thing in the hallway and fucking me in front of everyone to see, calling me a dumb slut for him and slapping my face.. and hes pistoning into me so that the only thing i can think of is him and how good his dick feels. i want him so bad, every time i touch myself i think of him, everytime i fuck my dildo, i wish it was him. i need him inside of me at all times, fucking me always.”

he slowly and shamefully pulled his pants down to his waist, pulling his boxers off slowly as he spit on his hand and roughly pumped himself.

all those things she said, he wanted all of them.

he flipped the page and saw a picture of her on a dildo, presumably taken with a polaroid and he threw his head back in bliss, moaning out her name shamefully.

“fuck [y/n] what are you doing to me.. s-shit”

“September 18, 2022 — let me be the mouth he uses when he needs his pretty dick sucked, i want to take him in my mouth so badly, using every ounce of oxygen i have left to make him cum inside of my mouth.. and i’ll swallow it all for him.” is what it read, and he let out a small whine of her name.

“y-y/n shit, need that slutty mouth on my dick, need it so fucking bad, gonna wreck that pussy just wait f-for me fuck im gonna cum” he rambled and his hand tightened around his dick.

he thrusted his hips up into his hand, grabbing onto his desk tightly and letting out a loud groan of her name before spurting his own cum all over his desk.

before he pulled his pants up, he grabbed his own polaroid camera and snapped a couple pictures of his hand around his dick, leaving it in her notebook writing a small note beside it.

he closed the notebook and shut it the way it was before opening it, and he cleaned himself up before throwing it into his backpack, ready to return it but first, he took a photo of her cum spread pussy with “jeno’s slut” on her stomach and put it on his desk for display, just for him to get off too later.

the next day has finally came, and he walked up to her locker with the notebook in his hands, and tapped her shoulder softly and she smiled, before her eyes went wide at the notebook in his hand.

“you dropped this yesterday, dont worry i didnt read it princess, im not that low to invade your spaces” and he handed it to her, before waving and walking away with a hard boner, pulling out the small photo he put in his pocket. “youre so crazy sweetheart”

she rushed home and felt her hand twitching as she shut the door and locked it behind her, throwing her book bag on the ground and screaming into a pillow.

she threw her journal on her desk before seeing a picture she didn’t recognize peek out of the book and she raised an eyebrow before flipping through all the pages, only to find that two pictures were missing. im fucked.

she flipped to her last written page, and flipped to the one after slowly, and saw him. with his cock in hand, covered in cum with a smirk showing his abs. and her breath got caught in her throat before reading the message he left for her.

“September 22nd, 2022 :) — if you wanted me this bad, you shouldve told me, my precious slut :(. i want you just as bad as you want me, i would love to bend you over, and fuck you in front of everyone that is even breathes, looks at you a way i dont see fit. you live right beside me, no? i know its you whos moaning my name now, i stole two pictures to keep for myself. slutty little princess, need a nice man to fuck that aching cunt huh? you know where i live, just knock at my door. cant wait to see that pretty little pussy and that pretty cum hungry throat. — lee jeno, knock at my door :)”

and she hurried out of her room, knocking on his door softly, and he opened it just as fast as she knocked, pulling her into his dorm by her waist and closing the door behind him.

“eager little whore, hm? couldn’t wait to feel daddy’s dick in your eager little hole.. shame, shame, shame” and he chuckled darkly before wrapping a hand around her throat and pressing his lips against hers.

she quickly pulled his pants down, allowing him to pull her skirt down and he pulled away, seeing the pool of wetness that was building in her panties.

he stuck his hand into her underwear, sticking three fingers up into her cunt and moving them inside of her quickly, hearing her whine into their kiss before she pulled away and grabbed onto him tightly.

“cmon baby, use those words, i know you know how to, dirty little thing. tell me what you want and i’ll give you the best” and he kissed down her collarbone, pinching her clit with his other hand and she moaned softly.

“f-fuck me please jeno, i need your cock i need it so bad please jeno make me a mommy, wanna’ have your kids jeno p-please” she choked out her words and he smiled

“good job, my pretty little slut.”

he roughly pulled her underwear down, throwing them somewhere in the living room before taking her down the hallway to his room, throwing her on the bed harshly.

he pulled his boxers down and wasted no time, immediately pushing into her harshly and she let out a loud scream of his name, pumping into her with no reassurance at all.

“stupid little sluts like you dont get soft treatment, you take what i give you and you shut the fuck up, say thank you daddy, be happy you get anything from me.” he spat on her face harshly, grabbing her waist and slamming her down onto his dick.

“t-thank you daddy, thank you so much- fuck!” she screamed as he hit her cervix, rubbing the bulge which showed on her stomach and he groaned.

“you’re welcome, dumb baby”

he grabbed her waist and used the rest of his body to flip her over, pushing her head down into the sheets with his hands as she struggled to breathe in the sheet.

he roughly pounded his way into her, thrusting his hips at a harsh speed, feeling her cunt clench around him with every new piston of his hips.

“keep clenching me doll, gonna cum inside of this sweet little slutty pussy and give you my babies” she mewled out and nodded her head into the sheets, moving her hips back onto his as the squelching of her cunt grew louder and louder.

“perfect little bitch, hm?” and she nodded, with every word she nodded.

from fantasizing about how much she wanted him to bend her over and fuck her, to being on his bed getting roughly pounded like a bitch in heat.

this was amazing for her.

“gonna cum eh? feel ya clenchin around me doll, wanna cum? go ahead and try.” she feared his words and held out her orgasm, feeling the urge to pee take over her.

“j-jeno.. gotta pee get off please!” she whined out as loud as she could and he simply chuckled. the dark chuckle that managed to make her wet.

“pee hm? no no sweetie, you just feel really good. go ahead and.. “pee” darling.” he laughed at her once more

she released all over him, her juices squirting all over his bottom half and falling on his chest as she let out a loud scream of his name fall out of her mouth, but he kept going.

“that right darling, tell them who fucks you this good” and he lifted both of her legs, messily thrusting into her with all of his strength.

“jeno! you are, nobody touches me besides you m’ yours, m’ all yours jeno!!” she wailed out as tears flew down her eyes and felt warmness enter her.

he released insdie of her, letting every drop fall into her cunt and he slowly pulled out of her, pushing every spurt of cum that fell back into her cunt with his tip.

“you’re gonna be a good little wife fa’ me. and you’re gonna carry my cum around in that slutty pussy and keep it there.”

“all mine, you’re mine now”

#kpop smut #jeno smut #nct smut #nct dream smut #nct

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roosterforme · 1 year

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A Love You Don't Find Everyday Part 13 | Rooster x Reader

Summary: You take Bradley's credit card with you to shop for honeymoon attire and decide to give him sneak previews along the way. Then, you make another video to ensure he's well entertained on his deployment.

Warnings: Smut, angst, fluff, and swearing

Length: 3500 words

Pairing: Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x Female Reader

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You were enjoying the most leisurely day, strolling around the mall completely solo. You'd sent Bradley off to play golf at seven o'clock with just a peck on the cheek, and then you'd gone back to bed until nine. Now you were sipping an iced coffee and eating a gigantic cinnamon bun, trying to psych yourself up to try on a bunch of lingerie.

There were some really beautiful things in the window display, and you definitely wanted to run up a large credit card bill for Bradley. But the fluorescent lighting in the fitting rooms always made you cringe. While you told him last night that you'd send him some photos today, you weren't so sure now. The idea of teasing him with some pictures of honeymoon lingerie where all of your imperfections were highlighted had you grimacing.

"Maybe it won't be so bad," you murmured to yourself as you tossed your trash and headed into the store.

Thirty minutes later, you had been set up in a fitting room with a plethora of things to try on. You ran your fingers along satin, lace and silk in every color of the rainbow, but especially a little heavy on the red.

"Okay. Showtime." You stripped all of your clothes off and tried not to look in the mirror as you pulled on a stretchy, red lace mini dress. "Holy shit," you muttered, finally looking in the mirror. Everything looked pretty good, even in the bad lighting. Bradley would probably love this one.

You snapped a few pictures and selected the best one, texting it to him before you could change your mind. You added the caption:

Let's play a game. Rate all of these on a scale of 1 to 10, and I'll buy some of your favorites.

As soon as you were fastening a black bra, he wrote back.

Bradley Rooster Bradshaw <3 <3 <3: holy shit, i almost walked into a sand trap while i was looking at that. 10/10!

You laughed and added the first item to the keeper pile. Then you snapped a few shots of the black bra that you actually loved and could pair with matching crotchless panties. When you sent a photo and asked what he thought about that, you cackled when he responded.

Bradley Rooster Bradshaw <3 <3 <3: 10/10! for the love of god, i need you to get that set. promise me right now.

You promised him you'd get it and added it to the keeper pile. When you sent a photo of a white bridal set complete with garters and stockings, he sent back a selfie of himself in the golf cart with his jaw hanging open and his eyes wide.

Bradley Rooster Bradshaw <3 <3 <3: don't make me beg. i need to be able to take that off you. 11/10.

You were having so much fun with him, but you simply replied by reminding him to reapply sunblock. And then he wrote back begging for more pictures. You tried on one set in both purple and red and asked which one he liked better.

Bradley Rooster Bradshaw <3 <3 <3: red. always red. but get the purple too. does it come in other colors? 12/10. you are killing me here. gotta play six more holes with my dick kinda hard.

You decided to take photos of everything else you were trying on, and send them sporadically throughout the rest of the afternoon while he and the guys were out drinking. You took the massive pile of things you and he both liked to the register, along with something special for tonight.

"Wow, you found a lot today!" said the cashier and you just laughed.

"It's mostly for my honeymoon."

"Congratulations! I guess you don't plan on leaving the hotel room with your spouse at all?" she asked with a grin.

You pressed your lips together before muttering, "That's the plan."

She snorted and told you about the boutique website where you could order personalized items as well. "Here, I'll give you a free shipping code. Your total is one thousand two hundred and twenty seven dollars."

You handed her Bradley's credit card with a satisfied smirk. If he wanted you to run up his credit card bill with this stuff, you'd add some personalized items when you got home and make it even worse.

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Bradley felt overstimulated and twitchy. You were an absolute menace, sending him photo after photo all day long. You were wearing bras that showed everything. You were wearing sheer dresses that hugged your curves. You were wearing panties that showed off your tattoo. He saved each new image as they arrived, already thinking about using them to jerk off while he was deployed in a few weeks.

"Why are you so distracted?" Jake asked as Bradley saved a photo of you wearing a red string bikini with the side tied above your tattoo. "Oh, Angel's sending you porn."

Bradley hid his phone screen and glared. "It's not porn," Bradley said, glancing at the photo again. The top was barely covering your nipples. He licked his lips and said, "It's just a bathing suit."

"That looked like less than a bathing suit," Jake replied, switching out his five iron.

"Stop looking at it!" Bradley grunted.

"Stop looking at what?" Payback asked, adjusting his gloves.

Jake nodded toward Bradley's phone. "His girl sent him dirty photos."

"Lucky," echoed Fanboy, Coyote and Payback in perfect unison.

"They are not dirty photos. She's out shopping," he said, not sure what he was trying to defend here. You were about to become his wife. You loved each other. Nothing was actually inappropriate. "You know what, yeah. She's sending me dirty photos." All the guys put their fists out for a fist bump, except for Bob who was blushing and rummaging around in his golf bag looking for his putter.

"Come on, Bob," Payback called. "This is fist bump worthy!"

Bob just shook his head. "Don't you guys remember when she yelled at us for being crude? She literally lined us up in their living room and ripped us apart. I'm showing nothing but respect."

"Oh shit, I remember," Coyote said. "It's why we're all jealous of Rooster. She's protective."

Bradley just grinned and passed out some cans of beer for them to all drink during the end of their round of golf.

"Eighteenth hole," he announced, tucking his phone away. "Then bar hopping."

The guys all cheered and headed toward the tee.

And this was precisely why Bradley had always preferred to hang around with Nat. Because even when he was just hooking up with women, back before he met you, he never liked the banter and always tried to keep things like this private.

Bradley played the last hole terribly as you sent him another photo of you wearing a few scraps of black fabric with garters while he was trying to putt. You were so pretty, bright eyes looking at the camera as if you were really looking at him. He wanted to skip out on the afternoon of drinking, but he knew the guys would never let him live it down.

So he told you he would be home after they went to the steakhouse for dinner, and you told him not to rush. Apparently you had some online shopping to do.

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You were going way overboard now with Bradley's credit card, but you couldn't help yourself. This website had the most adorable satin underwear that you could personalize with anything you wanted. You were up to five pairs in your shopping cart and counting. Your favorite ones were going to be embroidered with Daddy's Baby Girl. You even decided to get a blue thong with Mrs. Bradshaw across the front to go under your wedding dress, even though you weren't sure about changing your name yet.

You yawned and figured you should probably do something with your day besides shop for expensive underwear. So you took Tramp for a walk to the bay, emailed your wedding photographer, did some meal prepping, and made yourself a grilled cheese sandwich doused in hot sauce for dinner. Then you carefully hand washed some of your new lingerie and set aside the items you were going to wear tonight.

Bradley Rooster Bradshaw <3 <3 <3: i'll be home soon, baby girl. jake's dropping me off

You quickly got changed into the pastel pink bustier and matching thong and pulled your jeans back on. With a grin, you decided the bustier could pass for a top and just left your outfit at that. Tramp started barking as Jake pulled into the driveway, and a moment later, Jake was following Bradley inside.

"I told you to reapply sunblock!" you said immediately, taking in both sunburned men. "You guys look like lobsters."

Bradley wrapped his arms around you and started kissing your neck. "It's just a little pink," he insisted, running his fingers along your top and smiling. "You look pretty."

"And you look sweaty and smell like cheap beer."

"You love cheap beer," Bradley insisted, making you laugh.

"How much did you drink?"

He nodded his head and sighed. "Plenty. But I'm fine, Sweetheart."

Jake walked past and messed up your hair on his way to the kitchen. "I'm just getting some water and then I'm leaving," he insisted. "I can tell the Bradshaws need some time alone."

"Never stopped you from hanging around and being annoying before," Bradley told him as he looked down at your chest with interest. "Did you buy this today?" he asked softly. "You must have. I know your inventory by heart."

You nodded. "Do you like it?"

"Mmhmm."

"Feel like making another video?"

"Hell yes."

"Go get in the shower, Roo."

You watched him dash into your bedroom just as Jake walked back out of the kitchen with a water bottle. "I'm not gonna stay, Angel," Jake drawled, taking a sip of water. "Just wanted to say you looked real nice in that red bikini," he said, ducking out of the way of your hand aiming to smack him.

"How did you see it?" you asked, pushing him toward the front door while he howled with laughter.

"He had his phone out all day, mooning over the smut you were sending him! It was right there on the screen!"

"Go away. Goodbye. Thanks for driving Bradley home. See you on Monday," you said, pecking him on the cheek before shoving him out the door.

By the time you got to your bedroom, Bradley was walking out of the ensuite with a towel wrapped around his waist. He was sunburned and tipsy and so endearingly adorable, you started giggling.

"My phone battery is almost dead, Baby Girl. Please tell me yours is good to go," he said, leaning against the doorframe, looking at you with one eyebrow raised.

"Yep, My phone is good to go. Are you good to go, Roo? I can't tell if your cheeks are rosy from the sunburn or the drinks," you said, teasing his abs with your fingers.

"I'm always good to go for you," he promised, and you knew it was the truth.

You unwrapped the yellow towel from his waist and licked your lips at the sight of him half hard. "Go get in bed," you whispered, and he was on his way. He watched you shimmy out of your jeans and grab your phone. You crawled up the bed next to him and whispered, "You want me to be your bratty little slut again tonight? Or are you going to be my Daddy?"

He pulled you close and kissed you. "I get to choose?"

"Yeah," you told him with a wink. "A special treat to take on your deployment."

He was rubbing his hands along your bustier and down over your butt. "Well, I already have a video with my bratty little slut," he said, and you watched his cock jump against his thigh. "Daddy wants to play tonight. You look like a little princess in this color."

You moaned against his mouth. "Sounds good to me," you said, fiddling with your phone and letting him hold it as he started recording you. You watched Bradley grin as he pushed your underwear aside a bit to record you shaking your hips with your tattoo exposed. "Did you just call me a princess?"

"Yeah," he grunted as you wrapped your hand around his length. "Daddy's little princess, all pretty in pink."

For a moment you marveled over the fact that you had an easier time slipping into the role of a bratty little slut. But after a moment of wiggling yourself along his body, you thought you had the hang of Daddy's princess.

"Daddy, I had such a long day," you said, a whine tingeing the edges of your voice as you straddled his lap and ran your fingers along your lace and satin covered torso. "I am exhausted from spending your money."

Bradley groaned softly, setting goosebumps loose across your skin. "Tell me what you bought, Princess," Bradley instructed, grinding his cock against the front of your panties. He ran his thumb along your bottom lip, parting them and coaxing you to lick the tip. "And then tell Daddy he's allowed to do whatever he wants with you."

You sucked on his thumb. Bradley was the hottest thing in the world. As you listed off some of the things you bought with his credit card, Bradley gently wrapped one hand around the front of your neck and then pulled the pink fabric of your underwear to the side, letting his cock glide through your wetness. You only briefly recognized that he had propped your phone up to record everything before you got lost in him completely.

"And how much of my money did you spend, Princess?" he asked, his raspy voice making you even wetter as he licked his lips.

"Two thousand dollars," you gasped as his big hand slipped lower on your neck and trailed over the tops of your breasts.

He tsked with his tongue and shook his head. "That's not enough."

"I was supposed to spend more?" you asked, your voice breaking as Bradley slipped his cock inside you. He yanked you closer with his fingers on the back of your neck, and you gasped as he started kissing you.

"You were supposed to spend all of it. Why does Daddy even work, other than to pamper you, Baby Girl?" You squeezed around his cock just at the mere implication of his words.

"Are you going to take care of me forever?" you asked softly against his lips as you rode him slowly. He responded by swiping his tongue deep into your mouth and making you moan.

"As long as you take care of Daddy."

You were whimpering now as your clit was grinding against him with each movement.

"You can have anything you want," you promised him. And you felt it before you saw it. Bradley ripped the crotch of your pretty, new underwear to get full access to your pussy. He was suddenly fucking up into you hard, the veins in his neck and forehead prominent against his slightly sunburned skin.

"Oh my god!" you hissed, surprised by what he had done.

But no sooner had you recovered before he was smacking your thighs gently and saying, "Up. Turn around and get on all fours."

You did as you were told, watching his wet length slide out of you, wishing you were allowed to lick him. But that's not what Daddy wanted.

When you were on your hands and knees in front of him, he pushed your face down against the bedding before kissing and licking all along your wet slit and rear end from behind.

"You didn't listen, Princess," he said before lapping his tongue against you. "Gotta spank you."

He landed one hard slap on your butt before you could even respond. "Daddy," you whined as he spanked you again and again. You felt feverish with need while he spanked you and scolded you for not spending enough money on honeymoon attire. You were clenching around nothing as he told you to go back to the store and replace the underwear that was now just a piece of elastic around your waist.

He spanked you harder as he said, "If you're my Princess, you can have anything you want."

"I want you to fuck me!" you almost screamed as his hand landed on you again. But you knew he wasn't going to do that yet. Rather he lightly spanked your pussy from behind, his fingers hitting your wet clit as you whined.

Then he shoved two long fingers deep inside you without warning and leaned up to press his lips to your neck right below your ear. You almost cried when he whispered, "What's my name?"

"Daddy!" Your broken yell filled the room. "I want you to fuck me, Daddy!"

His cock replaced his fingers immediately, and he fucked you hard, your cheek pressing into the bed. But the spanking only paused momentarily. He grabbed you around your waist with his left hand, getting a handful of you just below your bustier while he landed a stinging slap on your already overworked skin. All while slamming into you.

"You didn't do what Daddy wanted."

"Please." You were almost crying, and you wanted to cum so badly. "I'll do whatever you want."

"You go back to the store and spend more money. I want you wearing something new for me each day on our honeymoon. No exceptions."

You tried your best to verbally agree with him, and soon he wrapped his fingers around to tease your clit instead of spank you. With just a few swipes of his talented fingers, you came hard, a few of your tears trailing along your nose to the bedding.

The familiar sound of Bradley cumming inside your pussy had you smiling at last as he filled you up. He wrapped both arms around you and yanked you up flush against his chest. "You really are Daddy's little Princess, Baby GIrl."

You moaned softly as he kissed along your bare shoulder. "Occasionally I'm your bratty little slut."

"I love you," he promised, and he let you lay against him as he eased back against the pillows, his cock still buried inside you.

"My ass is throbbing, Roo," you whispered with a soft laugh as he ran his mustache along your neck.

"But you did so good. I'll get you in the bath in a minute, Sweetheart."

You just relaxed back into his embrace while he touched and kissed you. "I hope you enjoy that video while you're deployed." You kissed along his tattoo and ran the tip of your nose across the pretty script writing.

"I can guarantee I will," he promised, finally reaching for your phone to end the video.

You turned and smiled at him when he said, "And now I have several minutes of us cuddling together to watch as well. I might watch that part the most."

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Bradley scooped you up and carried you to the bathroom, setting you on the edge of the tub while he got the water ready for you. He wasn't kidding; he'd always do his best to take care of you and give you anything you wanted. Because you tried to take care of him, too. And you were really all he wanted.

"Climb in, Sweetheart," he whispered, and he watched you unfasten what was left of that sinfully hot lingerie and sink into the water. "I'm sorry I ripped your underwear."

You started laughing as you turned to look at him. "You're not sorry!"

He grimaced. "I'm a little bit sorry. Buy a new one. You still have my credit card." He knelt on the floor next to the tub and helped you get settled.

"I'll buy a new one next week when I go back to the store to ensure I have something new to wear for all ten days of our honeymoon. Daddy told me I had to."

Bradley actually felt himself blushing. He liked it when you called him that even when it wasn't exactly part of foreplay or bedroom activities. You were making him feel so substantial in your life.

"Roo, next weekend is Halloween," you whispered as he sat on the floor and watched you wash your arms while Tramp curled up in his lap. "Gotta start planning our party."

"We're really having it? I thought maybe you brought that up just to distract Cam and Maria from the wedding conversation?" he absentmindedly stroked Tramp's ears, completely mesmerized by you.

"We're really having it. And I know just what our costumes can be," you said with a playful look in your eye.

"Tell me," he whispered, leaning toward you and kissing your nose.

"Well... I think you can get away with wearing part of your dress whites for your costume..."

He smiled. "Okay, sounds good so far. I love it when you take my uniforms off of me. But what's your costume?"

You just chuckled and said, "Oh, you'll like it. And it comes with three wishes for me to grant for you."

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Making another video....oof, I love them. Happy Halloween? Any costume guesses?

PART 14

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