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neopuppy · 2 years

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It’s Yours (M)

Preview: “One of these matches will have to be successful, Jeno.” You encourage him. Picking up a long sleeved top that would hide the iridescent metallic dark green scales trailing up his forearms.

“They always start successful, until.. you know.” Jeno says shyly, changing into the outfit you’ve chosen for his date tonight. Fitting him with a confused look he nods down. Removing his sweats in exchange for a pair of snug fitted leather pants. “Until we start hooking up, and they run off screaming like I’m about to murder them.”

Pairing: snake hybrid Jeno x female rabbit hybrid reader

Word Count: 6k+

Genre: predator/prey AU, “it’s too big” x2, Jeno can’t get laid, some crack, pwp, M/F, idiots to…?, one shot

Smut Warning: two dicks: one snake hybrid, a lengthy split tongue, oral(F receiving), use of snake venom, double penetration, bulging, breeding

When Jeno says he’ll swoop by later to pick you up the last thing you expect is to end up huddled together in a corner the majority of the night.

“You don’t have to stay by my side the whole time you know?” Jeno mutters, disrupting the calm silence you’ve fallen into. Bopping near him to the sounds of top 40 beats thrumming through the walls.

“I know! But we should try to have fun.” You jerk one his arms playfully hoping to receive his charming well recognized eye-smile.

Jeno lets out a drawn out dramatic sigh instead. Cracking his neck side to side to further display exhaustion. “It’s been such a long week.”

“You never told me how your date with that deer girl went last weekend!” Continuing to badger him, you hop on the balls of your feet enthusiastically. Slapping Jeno’s bulging bicep to wake him from his lazy state.

“God, don’t ask.” Jeno grunts, sipping at beer that's gone flat in his cup. “She’s been ignoring my texts for 4 days now. I give up.”

“What??” You squeak, frowning confused. “But she asked you out, I thought!”

“That she did..” Jeno rolls his eyes. Upper lip curling up in a snarl as he focuses on a noisy crowd that’s formed across the room. “Bet that douchebag tiger has never had a bad date in his life.”

Johnny’s surrounded by a group of the hottest prey hybrids on campus. Never one to have any trouble landing the eye of those that should fear him. Despite his sharp smile and intimidating feline features, prey stuck to him like white on rice.

“He’s so popular.” Jeno mumbles. Nursing the red solo cup in his grip for an hour now. Backwashing the stale beer more than actually drinking it.

“What do you mean?” You ask. Unable to stop yourself from pulling a face as you sneak the cup out of his hold. “Stop doing that. It’s gross.”

“Look at him.” Jeno lifts a hand in Johnny’s general direction. The tiger hybrid stands with his arms behind his head. One prey dangling from each of his biceps ‘oooo’ and ‘ahhh’ing. As if this isn’t his go-to trick to perform at every weekend kick back. “He’s like, the most popular predator hybrid in this whole state or something.

Jeno grunts, shaking his head until his flat bangs mingle with his eyelashes. “I can’t even get a date. Meanwhile he’s fully booked into the next century.”

“That’s not true Jeno. Don’t be so dramatic.” You disagree. Leaning past him to reach for the cooler on the floor. Picking up water bottles for the both of you. “You’re a different type of popular. Johnny’s a jock.. of course all the bimbos want him.”

Jeno thanks you for the water, furrowing his brows in thought. “Didn’t you date Johnny Freshman year?”

“Well, yeah! But I am a bimbo!” You exclaim. Ears flopping as you speak up ecstatically. “What Delta Gamma Pi prey hasn’t dated Johnny at this point? He cuts through rushies faster than hazing.”

“What is it you like about him?” Jeno ponders. Glancing over where the tiger hybrid now appears shirtless. Allowing a deer hybrid to trace the lines of abdominal muscles decorating his stomach. “Can’t be his personality. If he even has one.”

“Hey! He’s a sweet and charming himbo. The himbo to my bimbo really.” You sigh. Grimacing as Johnny breaks into body competition poses. “He’s a sweet guy.”

“What about me, am I not a sweet guy?” Jeno asks. Hooking your attention back to him with the question. Two innocent Freshmen prey hybrids pass by, cowering as they nearly bump into him. Apologizing profusely after moving along with speed. “Prey always fears me..”

Jeno isn’t wrong necessarily. Despite the rounded glasses that tend to sit crooked on his face, warm inviting smile, and eyes that could melt frosting on a cake; there was no denying his intimidating outer appearance.

Scales sneaking out past the collar of his shirt fading out just before reaching the hair at his nape. Tongue split down the middle that would poke from between his lips as he’d deeply concentrate.

At times so deep in his thoughts he’d blink suddenly, the whites of his eyes filled with yellow. Irises thinned into slits giving him the full predator appearance. Only realizing when prey would gasp and run away in fear.

There was one more thing snake hybrids had a reputation of. One you yourself could not confirm having never been with a snake hybrid.

“It depends on the prey.” You acknowledge. “They aren’t all going to be like me. Heck even the first time we met I thought you’d have my head for making you late to class.”

Jeno pouts, crushing up the now empty water bottle in his hands. “Am I that scary?”

“No! Not at all!” You’re quick to reassure. Bumping his arm with your shoulder playfully. “You go on so many dates! You’re really well known around campus too. Everyone speaks very highly of your intelligence and hard work ethic.”

“Well known because I’m the guy who always has whatever notes someone missed in lecture more like..” Jeno drags on. “My dates never end well though.”

“Why is that?” You ask. It’s not as if Jeno is difficult to get along with in any way. He carries conversation swimmingly, has an easy going sense of humor, and he’s right. If anyone will be able to cover you missing lecture, it’s him.

“Prey are always eager to..” Jeno drifts. Shifting on his heels nervously. Side-eyeing you cautiously. “Some…some prey, are really excitable.”

Jeno cringes a bit, muttering a ‘sorry’ under his breath to not offend you. It’s not as if rabbit breeds weren’t known to be the easiest of prey to catch. Your kind wasn’t one to hold out when it came to sexual urges.

“Yes yes.” You wave off his apology. “Rabbits and Bunnies are easy and horny. Big shocker there. The phrase ‘fuck like bunnies’ stemmed from somewhere right?”

Jeno visibly swallows his spit with a nod. Tugging the rim on his collar. “Not enough I guess. I can't even get a bunny hybrid to keep interest in me after we start…you know.”

“After you start fucking??” You squak. Jeno bursting into a cute blush, pleading you to shush and keep your voice down.

“It never goes that far..” he pouts again with a sigh. “Some kissing, touching. Then when they start to take off my clothes..”

“Oh come on Jeno, how bad can it be?” You giggle. Leaning closer to him on your toes to swat his cheek with one of your ears. “Trust me, Johnny was no easy obstacle. You’re talking like you have a monster down there.”

“Two.” Jeno says flatly. Avoiding your eyes.

“Two what?” You laugh, slowly calming when his expression does not change.

“I have two monsters down there.” Jeno shrugs. “Whatever Johnny has clearly hasn’t traumatized any prey by just looking at it.”

“Two like..” you mutter. Throat drying up and blinking rapidly to control yourself from scanning lower.

“Two dicks.” Jeno stares at you with a serious look. “Male snake hybrids have two dicks.”

Looking over your surprised reaction with your jaw hung open, Jeno cocks a brow. “What? Don’t believe me? Want to see for yourself?”

“I..” Gulping, you clutch tightly at the water bottle that’s gone warm in your hands.

So it is true, the reputation snake hybrids have precedes them afterall.

You’d seen Jeno shirtless plenty of times after working out together. Scales covered the backsides of his arms, painting from his nape down to the Venus dimples on his defined lower back. Hints of some just past the jut of his hip indentations peaked whenever he’d pull into a deep stretch. What if they reached even lower..

“Is that a yes or a no?” Jeno asks again. Losing your line of sight as the portrait draws out in your thoughts. “Have you ever seen a snake hybrids...”

He trails off, blush rising to the swell beneath his eyes. Lapping his upper lip until it gleams like a glossy coated pout. “Am I too out of line?”

“No no!” Snapping out of it, you slurp the drool that’s reached the corners of your lips. Laughing awkwardly to ease Jeno’s evident embarrassment. “I just…I heard rumors..”

“But you didn’t think it was true, right?” Jeno sounds like he’s heard this spiel more than a few times. “I guess I can see why, the snake hybrid adult video industry is pretty meek considering..”

“I’ve never even considered looking some up honestly.” You admit, chewing on your lower lip. Curiously wavering a look lower. Jeno had on loose fitted black jeans tonight. He never did seem to wear anything too form fitting. “Are you fucking with me?”

Jeno splutters, nearly spilling the new water bottle he’s opened up. Motioning a visual defense with his hands. “Why would I lie about this?”

“Fine.” Clearing your throat confidently, you stand up straight nodding upstairs. Squinting and arching a brow at him. “Let’s find an empty room.”

“Wh-what? Like….l-like really??” Jeno’s eyes bulge wide, stuttering and following after you.

“Oh, now you’re shy huh?? What happened to Mister I have two gigantic dicks!” You advertise too loudly. Further enhancing the pink that transforms to a deep red on the apples of Jeno’s cheeks.

“Ugh, not the rabbit and snake pairing again. Those breeds always fit their stereotypes I swear.” A panda hybrid rolls her eyes snickering as she moves off the wall. Sneering in Jeno’s direction with disgust written over her features.

“And Pandas really fit theirs! LAZY!” You shout after her, balling up your fist ready to hop across the floor and attack. Jeno whines, pulling your back to his chest.

“Can we just get this over with?” Jeno pleads. Failing to calm you with soft palms stroking up and down your arms.

“Ugh, why does everyone think we fuck?!” Kicking open the closests door, you charge inside, throwing yourself down on some stranger's bed. “Can’t predator and prey just be friends??”

“It’s not…very common. I mean, I can’t think of any.” Jeno sits by your side. Feebly picking at his pants feeling nervous as what he just did settles in. Wondering why he even suggested this idea. He couldn’t really blame the beer afterall. You just always had to sound so confident, a little know it all rabbit.

“Well! Get to it!” You groan, reaching for his sleeve to pull on. “Let’s see those big giant scary snake cocks!”

“What’s wrong with you??” Jeno squeals, covering his groin in case you aim there next.

“Ha! I knew it, you’re bluffing! You’re so full of it!” You smirk cockily. Shoving his arm rough enough to have Jeno tipping to the side. Rolling his eyes, he stands up gathering the waistband on his jeans.

“Oh, I’m bluffing?!” Shoving down his jeans and underwear in one-go, Jeno stands up straight. Long shirt hanging over his crotch. He grunts, pulling the material up just beneath his chest. Flexed abdominal muscles in full view leading down to..

“H-holy shit…you have t-two…..you…y-you…” starting to blabber, you cover up your mouth to silently take in the display before you. Jeno wasn’t lying, two dicks, two long thick dicks. Maybe only an inch or so different in size. The smaller of the two less smooth, ridges of scales up and down along the sides spreading out just past the indentations on his hips. “Fuck..you’re not even hard.”

Jeno squirms, stomach muscles contracting as he grows more anxious standing there. “See! I told you.” He huffs annoyed. Releasing his shirt to pull back on his bottoms.

“W-wait…” circling his wrist, you suck down a deep breath. Noticing the lack of difference in the size of your forearm and Jeno’s lengths. “Uh…you know.”

You start to nod sitting up, once again clearing your throat. “I can take you.”

“What did you just say?” Jeno backs up, thankful for the shirt covering his lower half again. Unable to neglect the twitch he feels rise through his cocks at your wandering tantalized gaze.

“You’re the one who said rabbits fuck like wild horny crazed animals!”

“That’s not exactly what I said!” Jeno squawks, pulling the hem of his shirt lower. Hoping the dim lit room is enough to hide the obvious growth beginning to peek through.

“Listen Jeno, I already know your situation, and I trust you!” Chancing a glance down, it’s impossible to not lick your lips taking note of the large tent that’s begun to protrude beneath his shirt. “Why not try with me? If it’s too much for me…we can stop. No pressure?”

“That’s weird!” He frets, turning away trying to hide his evident excitement. Butt cheeks fully out from lowering the front of his shirt too much. “This whole thing is weird!”

“You’ve been hitting the squat rack?” You whistle, flicking one of his firm cheeks.

“Stop objectifying me!” Jeno shrieks, returning to face you. Huffing, he shakes his head removing the now stretched out shirt.

“Wow..You’re…really hard. Like.. both..both of them.” You’re already choked up from the sight of Jeno completely bare. Every scale catches hints of moonlight across his smooth luminous skin. Swallowing dryness away, you reach with both hands eagerly.

“Wait!” He jerks back, strategically holding his hands splayed out just a centimeter away from his lower half. Enough to conceal some of his size. “We should..kiss…I think?”

“Oh my God.. Jeno, are you a virgin?!” You ask, mostly to ease the situation.

“What?!? No!” He snaps quickly. “I’ve slept with plenty of predator hybrids!”

“Oh, yeah no no…I knew that. It’s just so cute to see you like this.” You can’t stifle the giggle that follows, pushing back to rest on your palms you nod toward your lap. “Where do you want me to kiss first?”

Groaning, Jeno rolls his eyes, moving to straddle your lap. “Are you always this crude?”

“We’re pretty much almost always horny. It’s in our nature to mate and breed like.. a lot.” You start to explain, trailing off when one of his dicks presses against your navel. “Breeding huh?”

“Stoppp..” Jeno whines, thankful it’s too dark in the room to pick up on the hot flush that’s spread the entirety of his face. Even if you can’t see it, that doesn’t stop the urge to kiss away the cute mewls slipping from his lips.

It wasn’t uncommon to make the first move, never expecting you’d end up here with your reliable friend who never picked up on flirting. Even when the pretty panther barista would wink and offer him a complimentary coffee ‘on the house’ Jeno never had much of a response aside from ‘thanks’.

Not because he was harboring any type of feelings for a clueless prey who in return never once picked up on his minuscule tactics. Never that.

“Wh-what’re y-you doing?” Jeno mumbles between a soft kiss, gulping after each word.

“Should I kiss your…dicks instead?” You ask coyly, wiggling your brows to further embarrass Jeno. With a click of his tongue, he hoists you by the waist until you’re the one perched on his lap.

“Can’t believe you didn’t believe me.” He frowns, helping you remove the casual loose tunic you’d thrown on earlier. Knowing better than to wear anything too nice to a frat party with drunk attendees ready to ruin clothing left and right.

Spinning around once you’ve stripped down to your underwear, Jeno turns until you’re laid out beneath him. Hovering above your frame enough to look over your exposed skin.

“Can I..” he glances down, eyeing the wet patch that's formed on your underwear. “Need to stretch you out.”

The pointed tips of his tongue poke out suggestively, lowering as he focuses to retain eye contact with you. Fingers gather the sides of your underwear, gently lowering them. His cocks jump, hit first by the strong enticing scent of prey slick. Stronger for predator’s, meant to draw them in and lure them to attack sweet defenseless hybrids.

Jeno places his hands behind your knees, pushing up until your bottoms lifted off the bed. Tongue lolling out like a dog in heat, longer than you could have ever anticipated from any of the times you’ve caught glimpses before. Hunching closer, he takes a deep inhale. Writhing as Jeno full on begins to makeout with your clit. Alternating between sucking with vigor the louder your moans grows, to spitting and rubbing the pads of his fingertips against the right bundle of nerves to make your toes curl.

“Snake venom usually weakens and numbs..” He rasps, tongue lapping between your folds, prodding the tip at your entrance menacingly. “Sometimes it can help, if I use a little. Can I?”

Controlled by the rapid flicks he gives your clit, you nod maniacally. Spit sizzling as it flows down past your labia folds to your entrance, just enough to numb your hole for penetration. Jeno follows in with his tongue, rolling the venom around with thrusts. Mouth and chin dripping in slick that splashes against his lips. Long tongue tickling deeper in with each thrust of his face. Gripping a fistful of your ass as he groans between your thighs, slurping up your arousal between working you up to a dizzying orgasm.

“Fuck! Jeno!” Spasming, you clamp down around his head. The tip of his tongue flicking at your cervix, ripping a squirting climax out of you that dribbles down his neck and chest.

Full of desire, Jeno moves fast, placing you back on his lap. Ass sitting on the larger cock that beats fiercely beneath you. A mixture of growls and whimpers sounds, rubbing the tip of his length against your clit with splashing slick shooting out.

“Can I?” He pants, near begging. Nodding, you dig into his shoulders. Lifted enough for Jeno to find the perfect angle.

“Oh! O-oh! No!” You cry out, unprepared for the sheer size of just the tip. Pausing his movements as he barely breaches your hole. “Oh my G-god…too big! You’re too big!”

“I’m sorry!” Jeno starts to pull away feeling terrible. Kept in place by your arms locked around his shoulders. Dropping your face to his chest, you whimper, shaking your head.

“Just a minute..” whispering, you sigh, reaching between your bodies to wrap around his length. Sliding it back and forth between your folds. The larger squishes between your ass. Slick smoothing the glide of both. Waiting for your go ahead, Jeno tries to press into your tight cunt again, met with resistance and an immediate hiss.

Quick to halt his actions, he realizes it just won’t fit. Watching you endure it while biting down on your tongue to contain a pained cry just wasn’t worth it.

“We s-should stop..” Jeno forces himself to speak. Teeth gritting as you start to move against him. Building a rhythm riding the size of his cocks until they’re covered in wetness.

“Can you cum like this?” You ask, panting against his chin. Jeno nods, seeping his fingers into your sides to assist your working hips.

“Sometimes, just one..” he confesses, growing more quiet with embarrassment.

“I’m sorry Jeno, we can try again..”

“No no!” His head shakes frantically, bucking his hips for you to move faster. “Just use me.. please just use me instead.”

It’s more than enough, the scales on Jeno’s length scrape deliciously along your clit with each slide. Guiding your mouth with his, twisting your tongues together until you reach a fast but much easier finish. Jeno still hard as he lays back. Having to set your lower half away from himself to not burst into tears.

“I’m really really sorry.” Jeno hides his face in the bed. Sighing heavily he sits up to grab his pants. “I’ll drive you back to your dorm.”

“Don’t apologize..” you start, hiding a wince as you sit up. “I really do need to stop believing I can overcome any obstacle, don’t I?”

“Nah..” forcing a smile, Jeno hides his own wince. Already anticipating a long night of jerking off to the now very vivid image of your face taken over with pleasure.

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“Flowers? What’s the occasion?”

Jeno shifts side to side, oddly avoiding eye contact. “I feel bad about the other night. I should have warned you better. No one can ever take my..”

“Ah, Jeno! Don’t make it weird.” Scoffing, you bury your nose into the bouquet of roses. “I’ll accept these, because they’re beautiful. But you did nothing wrong, okay?? I was the one being pushy.”

“You usually are.” Jeno murmurs, jokingly nudging your side when you glare at him. “But I mean, I just felt bad. I kept worrying the rest of the weekend like— Is it going to be awkward between us now? Maybe she’ll hate me! What if I traumatized her?!”

“Why are rabbits pegged as anxious overthinkers when it’s you damn snakes who never know how to chill out?”

“Hey!” Jeno pouts, folding his arms. Scales out on full display today reminding you of what you spent the rest of your weekend doing.

“Actually, I was thinking a lot.” Grabbing your phone, you opt to not mention searching up for inflatable dildos while screaming into your pillow over how stupid you felt. “I made you a profile on predator meets prey!”

“What?!?” Jeno screeches, coming to stop so fast smoke burns beneath the soles of his rubber sneakers. “Why would you do that?!?”

“To get you laid! Obviously!!” You declare, adding a ‘duh’ paired with a sarcastic scoff.

Jeno’s blushing furiously, sporting a jittery smile for the curious stares you’ve gained. Subtly trying to shush you and lead you further down the hall to class.

“God why didn’t anyone ever warn me of what a nuisance you rabbit’s are!” He hisses, lips tight against his teeth. Failing to appear tough with the pink hue that’s taken over his face. “Why are you meddling in my business like this??”

“Hey! Your business is my business now.” Proudly you pump out your chest, pointing a thumb at yourself. “If I can’t take those dicks, I’m gonna find someone who can! You’re gonna be neck deep in hybrid pussy thanks to me.”

Jeno’s forehead thuds down on his desk, surrounded by gasps and sounds of disgusts circling the two of you.

“Look at this saucy little fox I scored you a date with tonight!” Failing to notice Jeno’s current state of misery, you shove into his seat, half positioned on his lap with your phone shoved in his face. “Her name is Ari, she loves long walks in the woods, gathering herbs, and making her own bags of tea.”

“Tonight?! You meddling rabbit!” Jeno’s blaring you with half shut eyes. More cute than he should look with his nose scrunched in irritation. “I can’t tonight!”

“Of course you can, I’m like the only person you hang out with.” Rolling your eyes, you confirm the date for tonight. Showing Jeno where he’d be taking his fox out to eat. “After class I’ll help you pick out what to wear. Who better to help you catch a prey than a prey, am I right?”

“You’re wrong in every way imaginable and I regret the day I agreed to sharing my study space with you.” Jeno mutters flatly.

“Do you mean that??” Tilting your head, you blink dramatically and shove out your lower lip. Making him sigh, adjusting his legs to allow more room for you to sit comfortably.

“What do I say every time?” Jeno says, the same way he always says whenever he’s frustrated with you.

“That meeting me has been the best part of college so far!” You cheer, pecking his warm cheek. He releases a long breath, falling into a smile that hides his eyes completely.

“So…a fox..”

That’s how Jeno finds himself in nothing but his sweats while you pace back and forth in front of his closet.

“We have to take you shopping soon.” You grunt, throwing more plain black tees into the ‘no’ pile. “How many Air Forces do you own?!?”

“…pft….those are my favorite shoes!”

“I’m thinking something that really shows off your physique.” Blowing away your ears and strands of hair that have fallen on your face, you hold up an outfit after searching for 30 minutes. “Form fitting shirt, these leather pants that really hug your long legs!”

Jeno’s cheeks light up instantly, vibrant shades of pink. Rubbing the scales on his forearms to distract himself from overthinking.

“One of these matches will have to be successful, Jeno.” You encourage him. Picking up a long sleeved top that would hide the iridescent metallic dark green scales trailing up his forearm.

“They always start successful, until.. you know.” Jeno says shyly, changing into the outfit you’ve chosen for his date tonight. Fitting him with a confused look he nods down. Removing his sweats in exchange for a pair of snug fitted leather pants. “Until we start hooking up and they run off screaming like I’m about to murder them.”

“That’s not true, I didn’t run off!” You correct him.

Jeno nods, lips pursed together. Turning to fuss with his choppy bright pink hair in the mirror. “You’re kind of the only one who never has though..”

“Have some positivity, I really do think there’s a chance with this fox!”

A chance, a fat chance. Jeno hated to show up groveling on your doorstep at 1am. Immediately digging his face into your shoulder as he began to retell the events of the evening. Another failed date, this one didn’t even make it past some French kissing.

“If it’s not one thing, I guess I should say two, it’s the damn tongue.” He complains, waving a spoon of matcha ice cream. “I sound pathetic.”

“A little.” You joke, feeling a little guilt. Enough to let Jeno scrape the pint of your favorite ice cream clean. The first of many he would empty in the weeks to come.

“We at least made it into bed this time.” He says, licking the back of a wooden spoon you’ve now designated as Jeno’s failed date ice cream spoon. “I do wonder if sheep hybrids ‘baa’ when they..”

Catching your perplexed gaze, Jeno mumbles, waving off his thoughts. “I have dinner with a deer tomorrow.. and then that pretty zebra hybrid this weekend.”

“Maybe they do ‘baa’..” you start, earning a confused look from your friend. “Sometimes, when it’s really..”

“Hmm?” He pipes in for you to go on. It’s not as if you’d stopped replaying the memory of his girth sliding between your folds and ass at the same time. Glowing in the dark room like an oil painting.

“When my orgasms really, like really really good..” moving back, you lift your foot to show him exactly what you mean. “I thump.”

“That’s..” Jeno coughs, ducking to hide the blush rising up to his nose. “That’s..”

“I have to stop oversharing too huh?” You shrug, a little embarrassed.

Jeno wants to agree, but he can’t when he knows that the idea of you reaching peak orgasm will help him through his shower later. Sulking after mooching off your ice cream that always seemed to be fully stocked when he stopped by after another failure. Showers had turned into long water wasting sessions, heading to bed with pruney fingertips and cum washed down the drain along with his chances of getting laid.

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“That was date number 12. I think I need a break.” Jeno’s neck loosens, nearly dangling his head off the back of your couch. His hairs faded to a light peachy tone now, black roots grown in an inch. Leather jacket thrown on the arm of the couch as he plopped down ready to ask for his ice cream. “My wallet needs a break too actually.”

“Jeno..” swallowing, you sit back on the backs of your calves. “Why don’t we try again?”

“Huh? Try what?” He turns lazily, cocking a brow. Noting you’re more dressed up than usual today, usually in your pajamas or robe ready for bed by the time he shows up.

“Try, like…like us.” You squirm. Opening and closing your text messages with your friend for the last few hours. He’d begun to send mirror photos in seek of outfit approval. Changing out of a snug fit turtleneck to a low cut black V neck that showed his ample chest off nicely. Maybe too nice as you couldn’t resist zooming in to look over the defined pectoral muscles on display.

“Like us?” He asks, turning just slightly. Chest squished down the center at this angle.

“Like…as in….we should…let’s have sex!” You shout leaving Jeno with his jaw hanging open.

“What?!? W-Why?”

“What do you mean why? Because I like you! You…you..you…dumbass!” You frown, crossing your arms over your chest.

“Wha— since when?!” Jeno’s flabbergasted, sitting up and pulling on tuffs of his bleached hair. Thinking out loud as he goes on. “But…I liked you first! I’ve always liked you! I was supposed to tell you first!! Hey! Don’t call me a dumbass!”

“Well, you didn’t.” Blowing at one of your ears annoyed, you fix him with a weak glare. “Have to do everything myself around here, even make sure you get to cum.”

Before he can start another blubbering tirade you make to move, throwing a leg over his hips to mount him. Lips crashing together mid-stuttered out speech. Making Jeno’s weight fall boneless beneath you, sinking deeper against the couch cushions as he relaxes. The split of his tongue rolls past yours, slipping up the sides to the back of your throat.

“Ar-are y-you..” he tries to confirm you’re not just in heat, knowing your schedule by now and that your next shouldn’t be for at least a few weeks.

“Shh..” between a mountain of layered kisses leaving Jeno’s lips pink and swollen, you nod. Scooping his face in your hands to keep his neck tilted back just enough to battle with his tongue. Finally calming him enough with an expert suck around his tongue. Slowly pulling back for him to feel the tightness of your lips pulling around him.

Wantonly he moans, confidently wrapping your waist to plant your bottom right against where his jeans have begun to protrude. Pushing your thighs down to meet the size permeating.

“Won’t you let me take care of you?” You coo, licking his earlobe. Emphasizing the question with a roll of your hips that has one of Jeno’s cocks digging deep into your underwear. He gazes up, already appearing lost in a daze, nodding furiously.

“Please..please.” Jeno begs, he begs. Licking at his upper lip with thirst.

You can’t resist smearing the spit on his lips with another kiss. Sharing heated gusts of breath between panting and grinding together. Jeno fully hard now, whimpering louder the more you bounce your ass down against him.

That’s how you end up on your bed continuing to explore each other’s mouths, three fingers knuckle deep thrusting in and out of your core.

“Jeno, I’m ready. I promise.” You clasp his wrist to stop his movements. Nearing the point of your climax the longer he works you up, scissoring long digits through the unyielding slick that puddles under your ass. Not mentioning the preparation you’ve put in since the last time to ensure you can take him.

“No.. won’t fit, have to..” he anguishes, nose scrunched. Thumbing faster at your clit, pressing over and over again on the same spot whenever you can’t hold back another moan.

“Trust me, I can do it.” You confirm with more kisses, twitching up under the weight of his palm pressed on your mound. “Wanna feel you.”

Jeno seems reluctant, chewing his lower lip in thought. Indulging in the softness you dab across his chin and jaw.

“Don’t..don’t lie for my sake yeah? I can..jerk off again.” With a gulp he sits up to remove the rest of his clothes. Taking a deep breath in as he slides off his briefs.

“I can take both..” you nod rapidly, sliding your fingers around your tongue to collect a wad of spit. Reaching down to spread your entrance open more, it’s hard enough with the amount of slick that’s continuously pouring from your hole. Pulsing around nothing as you watch worry etch across Jeno’s handsome features.

“Don’t wanna hurt you, last time..” he mumbles off. Securely gripping around the base of his cocks to cool the urgent need to fuck you full.

“Jeno, please, I want both.” Grabbing onto his hips, you pull him close until your bodies are flush together. “Want you to feel good, cum inside of me. Can’t take it anymore, I need you.”

“Fuck..” he croons, larger cock gliding through your folds coated in slick. “S-sure? A-are you sure?”

“Please! Give me!” Kicking your feet, you lift up to smack his ass with your foot. Accidentally angling your hips higher enough for the tip of Jeno’s length to catch on your entrance. The two of you hissing in surprise, quickly he squeezes around both with one fist to a painful point.

He starts to nod rapidly, eyes locked on your glistening pelvis. Circling the tips of his lengths together until they gleam covered in absurd amounts of slick.

Jeno clamps down on his lengths pushing the tips past your tight heat. Sliding in easier with the arousal dripping out. Biting down a cry painfully until his lower lip tears, he checks in. Panting and asking if you’re okay, met with nothing but silent overwhelmed nods. It’s maddening how full you feel. The larger cock pushing down enhancing the stretch against your ass. The scales forcing shivers to erupt with each indescribable scratch against your walls. A new high you’ve never felt before, taking over the little coherency left.

“Fuck..I’m..” Jeno grits, breathing harshly as he stares between your bodies. Ready to pass out just from the visual of your cunt filled with both of his dicks. One swirl of his hips finds the right angle, burying in deep to the hilt with a painful groan. “S-so tight. Ughh.”

Your neck aches, lifted watching the tip of one cock pushing at the skin under your belly button. Stuffed to the brim full of throbbing cocks, pumping in and out to the point of mind blanking insanity.

“Feel me?” Jeno asks, pushing down on the expanse of your abdomen, causing a noisy crying moan from your mouth. “Good? Feel good? You feel so good for me.”

“Yes yes yes!” You whine, reaching down to squeeze around Jeno’s cock. Stroking your stomach up and down over his moving length to jerk him off somehow. Enough to have Jeno’s head falling forward with his mouth hung open letting out muted screams. Thrusting in slow and deep consumed by the wet slick heat trickling down past his balls, your palm cocooned around his tip. Cocks squished together more and more as you roughly convulse around him.

He can’t hold back as you start to clench down, crying out with every bumpy scale knocking against your nerves more delectably with each thrust. Stretched more than ever, crazed by the tip of his lengths meeting your cervix with pounding kisses. Better than any dick you’ve taken…times two.

“Jeno Jeno..” you wail, arching up by your neck. A strong grip lands on your shoulders to hold you in place for extra leverage. Jeno chases after release faster the more you close up around him. Throbbing through each ridge up his spine down to the area between his thighs. The pleasure exploding throughout his body stronger than any he’s ever felt. Pushing his orgasm to rise faster than normal.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck fuck.” Tremors shake between the both of you inside out.

“Cumming, gimme cum please!” You jerk up the bed, grabbing onto his muscular waist, nodding and shouting for him to cum like a broken record.

“It’s all for you.” His hips collide at high speed against yours. Sounding out noisy and wet every time your skin rubs together. Grunting raspy broken moans in time with his thrusts. “All of it..it’s yours. You, only you.”

It’s impossible to understand anything he’s saying beyond the static that’s filled your mind. Foot slamming down on your bed with hard thumps. Slick gushes out around him upon your release, too plugged with no way out. Squirting around his lengths aggressively as your entire body convulses.

Jeno’s head spins, struggling to penetrate past your walls clamping down on his girths. Mewling in near anguish from the sudden relief drowning out of him. He thrusts once, twice, falling to a slow pointed grind.

“Thank you, thank you.” Biting down on his lip, Jeno whimpers, repeating a chant of gratitude as his eyes water up. Bodily stinging as cum shoots out heavily, sucking his stomach in to the point of empty. Collapsing down drooling on your shoulder to suppress a cry, he continues to spew on. “Thank you, thank you. Ah fuck, thank you.”

You have to clamp your lips shut to keep in a chuckle, not wanting to ruin the moment. A serene sensation passes from Jeno, weightless as he catches his breath on top of you. Lifting his neck to kiss up your jaw gently.

“Not yet..” you whisper, circling his trim waist with both arms to stay in place. Jeno shifting just enough to stir a warmth in your stomach.

“Hey your..” he starts smiling, raspy as he turns to speak against the column of your throat. “Your foot was..”

“You thanked me for letting you cum.” You interrupt, holding back a yawn. Jeno hides further between your neck and shoulder muffling his groan, close enough to kiss the crown of his head. “You’re welcome by the way.”

@seuomo @unknown5tar @sunoosi @ahsshilee @jenoslutie @nc-teen @if-i-like-i-reblog @nohyuckieduckie @xxhoseoksie @kimsaerom @eleven23

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rogueddie · 1 year

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Steve jerks awake, gasping for breath. It's so dark, the room drenched in darkness. He stretches a hand out, but his side table isn't there. His nightlight isn't there. There's only empty space and the growing horror at-

Oh. He's at the Byers house.

Steve sighs, relieved, as memories of the previous night finally catch up with him. When he'd had one beer too many, Joyce coaxing him into staying the night on the sofa, even though Argyle had offered to drive him home.

He slowly sits up, grabbing at the sofas armrest, squeezing his eyes shut as he tries to push away the last dregs of his nightmare out of his mind... but it doesn't work. He can't stop thinking about it.

The porch light is on, he finally notices. So he gets up, holding the blanket around himself, quietly creeping outside. Argyle is smoking a normal cigarette. He looks up, smiling when he spots Steve.

"Hey," he says quietly.

Steve sits down beside him, pulling the blanket tighter. "Hey. Didn't expect anyone else to be up."

"It's no worries, my guy. Dreamland isn't being nice to me either."

Steve hums, unsure whether he should ask. But the quiet is nice, and Argyle seems content to just sit there too. It's comfortable. The night is nice too. Quiet. There's only a few clouds, leaving the stars bright and visible in the sky.

It takes Steve a moment to realize that Argyle is humming some tune, quietly, bopping his cigarette in time. He's sure he recognizes the tune. He thinks it's something he's heard on the radio- though it's not the usual style he'd go for.

He jerks his head back up from where it had been drooping, almost falling asleep.

"Sleep in my bed," Argyle says softly, nudging Steve and startling back awake when he starts to drop off again.

"No, man. Where would you sleep?"

"In my bed? Bro, it's chill, I'm up. I'll nap later. Go, get some sleep."

"No, I'm not stealing your bed. The sofas fine, that's not the problem."

Argyle hums, nodding a little. He turns back to the sky. It looks like he's tracing the stars with his eyes. His little smile, when he glances over, makes Steve feel less weird about staring.

The next time he wakes up, he's a little confused. It's dark- although he can't tell if thats because he's curled up with his face pressed against something soft.

He hums, confused.

"Shhh, you're ok," Argyle whispers. "Go back to sleep."

Lifting his head, he sees that Argyle is carrying him bridal style. "Wha's goin' on?"

"You need to sleep, my guy."

I am tired, Steve thinks. He blinks heavily, slowly lowering his head back onto Argyles shoulder. "'M not stealing your bed."

He slowly wakes again as he's lowered, first noticing that Argyle is humming that song again. But, when he starts to pull the covers over Steve, he grumbles, trying to push them off him.

"I's your bed," Steve mumbles, blearily blinking his eyes open.

Argyle looks at him with a soft, patient smile. "It is my bed. You're sleeping in it." He chuckles when Steve shakes his head. "I carried you all the way here, man. You're not light."

"Oh... but you need'a sleep."

"Would it ease your mind if I slept here too?"

Steve blinks, his sleepy brain taking a moment to catch up. "With me?"

"Yeah." Argyle waits a moment. "Is that alright?"

"Um... yeah? Yeah, that's alright."

Steve shifts over, as Argyle takes his jacket out so he's just in his matching pjs. He rolls over, onto his side, trying to curl away and take up less space.

"Is it alright if I touch you?" Argyle asks once he's in bed.

"Y-yeah, that's... that's alright."

Curling an arm around his waist, Argyle pulls him back so he's not at the edge of the bed. It pulls Steves back flush to his front. He curls around him more snug, shifting around for a moment, nose pressed to the back of Steves neck.

"Still alright?" He whispers.

"Yeah."

#stranger things #argyle #steve harrington #stargyle #stargyle fic #stargylefic #ficlet

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donghoonie-3 · 2 years

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Gamer Boy

Minors dni!!

Genre: smut

Warnings: reader has a dick, Gamerboy!hee, sub!idol, dom!reader, pet names (baby, dear, hee, kitty), a bit if degrading and praising, lmk if I missed anything!

Pairing: gamerboy!hee x malebodied!reader

NOTE: This is not proof read so ignore any mistakes please!

Heeseung has been playing genshin with the 02s for hours now and you really want to spend time with him. "Hee baby, when will you be done?" You ask as his fingers click the buttons of his keyboard fast.

"Just let me fight some bosses and then I'll turn it off" he says as him and the others defeat one of the bosses on his list. "I need to ascend my team". You let out a loud sigh at his words.

He's been making up excuses after excuses each time you ask when he's done. In all honesty it's actually annoying you. Yous barely spent any time together and when he finally comes home to you, he plays games all day. On top of that, yous haven't had a good fuck in a long time now which is what's making you so sexually frustrated now.

You get up from your bed and go to the desk he's sitting at while he's staring into the screen of his computer and still clicking the buttons on the keyboard furiously. "I'm done with your excuses hee" you say as you start to kiss his neck. "Wh- wait not now, I'm play- ahh" he let's out a quiet moan when you bite the sensitive spot of his neck. Luckily the members didn't hear him. He mutes his mic before anything else happens.

You suggestively move your hands up and down his side but not doing anything without his consent. "I have an idea..since you're so obsessed with that game of yours, I'll get what I want and you can continue playing with the boys" you explain whilst kissing his neck.

"What do you mean by get what you want?" He asks as he looks at you. You can hear the boys cheering slightly at defeating the boss through his headset. "I mean that I'll use you for my own pleasure. Unless you don't want-"

"That's hot..." he whispers. "Oh? So you want me to use you then?" You smile whe you see him nod at your words. Answering with a small "yes".

"Okay, good. As always you're not allowed to touch me or yourself without my permission, got it?" Once again he nods at your words, a sign of understanding.

"Good boy, now get back to your game" with that said he goes back to playing. His Adams apple bops up and down from the nervousness of what you're about to do to him. He unmutes his mic quickly before getting back into the game.

You start off by taking his sweats and his underwear off. His dick is already half hard. "He must've liked that conversation then" you think to yourself. You spit onto your hand and then start to jerk him off slowly, trying to get him fully hard. So far he's not making any sounds and having no trouble with keeping himself steady. But that's all going to change as soon as you stretch him.

"Stand up" you whisper to him so the boys won't hear you. He does as you command and stands up. You swiftly take off everything from your lower half and sit on the chair. You hold his hips and position him on your lap, not pushing him down your dick just yet. He takes in a deep breath in and out. He's scared the 02s will catch him but also wants his ass filled up by you.

You push two of your fingers up into his ass to stretch him. He let's out a surprised gasp at that. "What happened?" One of the members, which sounded like Jay, said. You can hear them through Heeseungs headset.

Once you're done stretching him, you put lube all over your dick and then lift him up and slowly make him slide down onto your dick. He throws his head back, not caring about his character dying. He almost let's out a moan but covers it with a cough. "Be quiet kitty, you don't want them to hear you, do you?" You whisper to him. He shakes his head and tries to gain his composure back. He gets back to playing again.

He defeats the boss and moves onto the other. As soon as he starts to attack it you give him a sharp thrust which makes him almost let out another moan. This time he's biting his lip so nothing will slip out. You keep thrusting into him while holding his hips down. You take his leaking cock into your hand and jerk him off with a rapid pace.

It's only getting harder and harder for him to concentrate on his game and to not let out any noises. With the force of your hips making your dick go balls into him and your hand around his pretty dick, it's making him go crazy.

He mutes his mic to say "s-slow down plea-see..ahh" finally letting his pretty sounds out. "Who said you cam mute your mic? And no baby, I'm not slowing down until you're cumming all over my hand" after you're done speaking you turn his mic on for him.

You being your hand up to his tip, where he's mode sensitive, and twist your hand around it. "Fuck-" he lets out a breathy moan by an accident. "What the fuck was that" you can hear Jake say and the rest of them laughing. "Oh...haha, nothing" he tries to laugh it off with the boys.

You hold the base of his dick with one hand and rub his tip with the palm of your hand in circles making him lean forward from the immense pleasure. "So good mmng" he rolls his eyes back, feeling his orgasm coming close and completely forgetting that his mic is on. "Bro not while we're playing gensin, please" one of the boys says.

"Fuck, i- sorry it- its not what it sounds li-like" heeseung stutters through his words whilst thrusting up into his pretty ass. "Man if you wanna fuck your partner then get of the call, pleaseee" Sunghoon says as he whines out the please.

"You've been caught my dear." You stop your movements completely and take his headset off. "Turn off your computer and get on the bed." You demand.

Once he's on your bed you go in between his thighs and push his legs up. "Tsk such a naughty boy. Can't listen to me and gets caught? Such a slutty baby. I bet you wanted them to catch you hm?" You degrade him while pushing your cock into his sensitive hole.

" 'M sorry, I really tried to be a good boy for you..I really did try" he pouts and wraps his arms around your neck. You start kissing his neck and leave a few purple marks. "Hmm okay, I guess I was a little unfair on you" you say between kisses.

You thrust your hips into his making him let out a nice loud moan. "p-please aghh"

"Please what baby?" You take his dick in your hand once again and move your hand up and down. "Please, make me cum, wanna cum so bad, please please please..hhah mmngh" he begs and begs.

"Of course baby, I'll make you cum so good you won't be able to think about anything else but me" you say before diving back into his neck and sucking on his Adams apple making him whine.

"O-oh god yn, so good- ngh ahh" he throws his head back and arches his back. His hand now on the sheets bellow him, squeezing tight as his orgasm hits him.

"Thank you thank you thank you" he chants and he cums all over your hand and his stomach. You kiss all over his face and cum right after him. "So good hee baby" you moan out as your cum covers his walls. "Such a pretty boy.." You praise him once more and give him slow thrust, riding out both of your highs before stopping.

"Thank you yn" he says, all breathless and clearly tired. You kiss his pretty lips and then pull out of him. You get up and clean him and yourself up. "You did so good for my hee" you give him a soft kiss to the top of his head while he's laying in your arms.

" 'm sorry for not paying attention to you" a pout forms on his pretty lips. "It's okay baby, I'll just have to fuck you again if you do that again next time" you tease him. He blushes at your words which you love to see.

Taglist: @makiixuxii @parkhonnie @hee-pster @foxdaisy

#enhypen smut #sub heeseung #dom reader #sub!idol #heeseung x reader #sub enhypen #subby hee hours #enhypen hard hours

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swampstew · 10 months

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Can I please have Marco or Ace (or polyam) with a gn or he/him reader. A fluffy date to the beach together or a roadtrip? Thaaank you and I hope you are well <3

(I didn't see a list of chars you don't write so hope this is okay - if not ignore me haha)

Hiiii! I am sorry it took me a while to finish this request but I hope you like the end result. I gave you a polyam relationship with he/him pronouns for ya, AND a road trip to the beach💋

All SFW and fluff, Marco X M! reader X Ace, existing polyam relationship, no description of reader but addressed as he/him. WC: 848 Minors DNI - my content is for mature audiences only

The sound of your phone alarm startled you awake. You sleepily slapped at it until it fell off the bed and turned off. Disgruntled, you paw around for your partners and find the bed empty.

Odd.

Normally there are 3 bodies spooning into one another this early in the morning.

Resting your eyes, you slowly processed everything and kept an ear out for clues or noises that gave any indication of where Marco or Ace are. Then you heard it. The soft, muffled sounds of men trying to hide their footfalls as they moved around. It sounded like they were moving things, some heavy and some not as you tried to discern the different sounds each man tried to repress. Tired huffs for heavier loads, a spry step on the wooden floorboard from a young man trying to sneak around.

You didn’t have to wait long – the men in question entered your shared bedroom and dogpiled on you.

“Y/N! Time to wake up!”

“Yoi!”

“What’s going on?” you ask them as you wriggle from under them.

“We’re taking a road trip to the beach!”

Oh hell yeah!

“What should I bring?”

“Just you’re cute self, Y/N,” Marco booped your nose.

The center console of your car could be moved back to allow a third seat between the driver and passenger seats. That’s your designated seat. Even embroidered a little name tag to the fabric.

Since the nearest beach was nearly 2 hours away, you started playing a classic playlist that everyone could enjoy. Bopping your heads and belting the choruses out loud, you took turns skipping through songs and serenading each other with popular music from your respective eras. Marco was more a smooth Jazz and Classic Rock type of cat, while Ace leaned more towards R&B and Pop music. You’re tastes hit everywhere in between theirs which made for a well-rounded lineup.

You fed Marco little snacks as he drove while Ace did the same for you, playing license tag games or ‘I Spy,’ passing the time in between your karaoke performances. Before you knew it – the beach was in sight.

“Oh its perfect!” you crow as the sun hung nice and low in the early morning. It wasn’t overly hot and there were just enough wispy clouds in the skies to cover up the harsh light before it felt overwhelming.

You helped Marco set out the extra large blanket over the sand and assisted Ace with unfolding the chairs and large umbrellas. You all took your excess clothes off and took your time with it, sitting closely together to rub sun lotion over each other’s sensitive skin.

Setting out your items, drinks being made in the background while someone set up the BlueFlame speaker for some relaxing tunes, you took a moment to meditate privately. So happy and so grateful you were able to get away today. To get some rest and relax with each other away from the hassles of living in the city.

Ace finished blowing up some floaties for you all to laze in while you floated in the ocean. Nursing your drinks in the rubber side cup holders, your head tilted to the sky and you adjusted your sunglasses so the sun wouldn’t burn your eyes – Marco would never let you hear the end of it.

You must have nodded off because you jerked awake when your bottom was dragged against the sandy shore.

“Heh! Hey sleepyhead! Ready for lunch? And sunburn reapplication? It may be too late for you actually,” Ace ran his hand over his neck as he helped you up.

“Oh! Yeah we’re going to have to aloe vera you up before we leave and apply it every few hours for the next 24-48 hours-yoi.”

“Sun, you have betrayed my trust yet again!” you sigh woefully.

Marco and Ace broke out in laughter, “He’s so funny!” Ace wiped a tear from his eye.

“He’s also dehydrated,” Marco tossed you a water bottle from the cooler.

Properly fed, hydrated and sun protected, you switch on and off between swimming, hitting a volleyball back and forth, and reading your book while sun bathing. Time didn’t exist for you – at least, not until the sun decided to set and put an end to your little getaway. You pouted the entire time as you packed up and got back in the car to go home.

Ace volunteered to drive so Marco could rest a little on the drive back. It took 3 minutes for him to fall asleep pressed against the window. You and Ace giggled at him and conversed quietly during the drive.

“What a wonderful day, I’m so sad it’s over,” you sigh.

“Don’t be sad it’s over! Cherish it until we can take another trip.”

“Yeah?”

“Of course! We’ll take you anywhere you want to go,” Ace ruffled your hair and pulled you into his side, steering with one hand.

You hum happily, “Noted. In that case, can you take me to get an ice cream?”

That made Marco jerk awake, “I want a double scoop on a waffle cone-yoi!”

#swampstew bedtime stories #marco the phoenix #marco x reader x ace #x male reader #fire fist ace #ace x y/n #marco x y/n #marco x reader #marco x you #marco--the--phoenix #op fanfic #portgas d ace #ace x male reader #swampstew stories #swampstew

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givemetherapyimawritingtravesty · 2 years

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making eye-contact with your lover from across the room, gesturing at them to follow you outside, for wolfstar, please?

Yes of course!

Side note: this'll be the last one I do tonight but I'll be back at them tomorrow! I have more!

The frat house was loud.

The frat house was loud and Remus was pleasantly drunk.

The frat house was loud, Remus was pleasantly drunk, and he was so stupidly in love with Sirius.

Sirius, who was across the room with James, fulfilling their duties as Social Chairs of the frat and making sure the beverage table stayed filled with liquors and mixers, dinks capped and untampered with.

Gamma Rho Phi was nothing if not an upstanding brotherhood, to which James was a legacy. His father had been a founding member of this chapter and both Potter's had pushed for Sirius to join instead of following his, now disowned from, family into Sigma Lambda Tau.

Remus was having a good time, swaying to the mindless bass music thumping the old house, and ogling his, now exclusive, hook up date.

Lover.

Something.

Not boyfriend.

At least, not yet.

Remus downed the rest of his drink and looked once again over at the table where Sirius stood.

Sirius was looking back. He pointed to Remus cup from across the room and mouthed 'another?'

Remus, in lew of response, smiled and jerked his head towards the back door, then turned his back and walked into the large back porch where the music was a little quieter and the colored bulbs cast a red glow over him.

Sirius came through the door, another plastic red cup in hand with another drink for Remus. "You sure you want another? You've had-"

"Enough. Yeah. A good amount. No, I don't want it, thank you though. I just wanted to get you out of there to ask you something."

Sirius chuckled. "You definitely sound like you've had just enough. But go ahead, shoot. And just let me know if you want to crash upstairs or get a ride home, Frank is the DD tonight."

"Oh, yeah. I'd love to stay upstairs but-"

"But I'll take the floor. You're drunk and I'm not-"

"No! No that's not where this was going. I mean, I'm not THAT gone but... I've finally worked up enough stupidity to ask you... If you wanted to go out? Like going out going out. Like-"

"Remus Lupin are you asking me on a date?" Sirius chuckled.

Remus rubbed the back of his neck, "Yeah. I guess I am. So..."

"Stupidity was right, I don't know why me but, I'd love to."

"Good. Good. Can i- can I kiss you now?"

"God, yes."

Remus lunged forward, then against his lips murmured, "I'm not God."

Sirius pulled away giggling, "Okay not I know your not that drunk if you can still make those lame adorable Remus jokes."

"Adorable Remus jokes, huh?"

"I think there was a lame in there too. Come on, let's get you upstairs and to bed, I know how much you love to sleep on weekends."

"Well, you would to if you had taken that stressfu-"

"Stressful incredibly difficult chem exam yes yes it's all you and James have talked about all week. Now go get some rest, my noise cancelling headphones are-"

"On the dresser yes yes I know. I'm going to listen to that 'soft bops' playlist you made. And you better be upstairs to cuddle me."

"Yes, your highness, anything for you." He laughed, sending Remus into giggles.

They kissed a temporary goodnight and went their separate ways, only to be reunited a mere couple hours later, snuggles up in bed where both fell asleep with soft smiles and softer hearts.

#ask prompts #lizdarcyfan tag #wolfstar #remus lupin #sirius black #james potter

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boyakishantrinity · 5 months

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"You say that like it's my job to maintain that shit."

Lifting the panel, a smile on his face as he danced around her. Skimping legs, arms trailing as they followed the beat.

"It's not your job per say, but I wouldn't recommend ignoring that."

Tossing her a wink, he stepped back talking to her before his new partner could hear.

"And it's not really my thing... Hello darling, care for a dance?"

Twirling her in his arms, lifting her up as he placed her back down. Holding her into his arms as they walked together before moving with the beat.

"And what happens if it goes wrong?"

Flinching at nothing, her partner returned a smile as he spun her into another man's arms. Twitching as he vanished into the crowd. The DJ catching a coin as he got a drink.

"So? I've made the distraction, party's started leaving..."

He paused, a thump barely echoing from the beating of the bass speakers. Flipping his hat onto his head, the man began vanishing into the crowd.

He popped out the grate, wincing as he slipped into the store room. Ears perking, he dropped to the ground. Turning his back as he muttered to himself.

"stupid grate. Why'd they make the hole so bloody-"

"excuse me-"

"hm?"

Turning, the Asian looked to the woman. A white dress, flowing form and an aloof stare. It shifted to questioning.

"Weren't you downstairs?"

Looking blankly at her, his mind racing for an answer.

"Yeah? Had my fun, now I'm doing work."

"... Uh huh. And what would that be?"

"Vent trapping."

"... Excuse me?"

He motioned at his clothing, dark everything and then to the empty pouch on his side.

"This place has some very powerful VIPs, some moron had me redo all the damn vents. Do you know how hard it is to check thumbtacks-"

"there's no way that's actually your job."

"... Yeah, it's not. I'm actually. Hey who's that?"

Looking around her, the woman turning before the bag covered her head. Cracking her collarbone, he leaned her against the wall. Placing the bottle in her hand, undoing several buttons before leaving a note on the ground.

I'm not sorry

She'd been thrown out the room, the large man lumbering towards her as he kicked the sword aside.

"Stupid child-"

A knife flew, hitting the doorframe as she reared back another hand.

"More to the left..."

Ripping the knife out, throwing it into her foot causing her to wince.

Someone slipped down the hall, the whistle of moving limbs, the slicing of wind as the man growled.

"Out of tricks-"

"BONK."

Smacking the large VIP on the head, the mop's noodles whipping his face as she hissed at him.

"I- had it."

"... Your foot- WOAH."

He swerved, ducking the punch and catching it in his left hand as he twist his wrist.

"FUCK YOU."

"... W-"

"FUCK YOU."

"-hat is going on??"

He sneezed, the large man snorting as he began to tic off.

"... does he had Tourette's?"

"I think so-"

"Get- Caw -back here"

"... Ph?"

The man's shoulder pulled back, with a scowl he forced himself to stand still.

"EAR."

"HOLY- ... STOP THAT."

Reaching for the lizard girl, his hand being pushed as the man quipped.

"I."

Jerking, head twitching as he swung the pole around his neck. The staff slamming through his vocal cords as he suddenly jerked.

"... That worked?"

Moving up, arms reaching back for a moment as he glared at them.

"Get- Caw! -back here!"

Shouting, the words being lost as he quickly began to suppress his ticks. Grasping his neck as he carefully tried to pry the staff out. Holding out one hand as he looked to her.

Magic string ripped the knife out her hand, flicking the knife she bopped her head with the flat end of the weapon.

"moron."

"Hey- Quiche! -you."

Coughing, she looked to him.

"... That didn't- oh right."

Realising her non lethal nature, she raised the silenced pistol from the girl's hip.

"Nighty night!"

With a smile, gun aimed at his head as she held the firearm.

"... You people are am-"

BANG.

#tag #Triad #Triage #writing #Aura

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m0th-rambles · 3 years

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Feeling hella annoying rn so im thinking of the boys finding my stims cute

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your-daily-biaswrecking · 3 years

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can you do a jungkook drabble where the reader uses a cock ring on him and bounces on his dick for her added pleasure

It started off when Jungkook returned from tour, hadn’t seen you in so long, so excited to fuck you again, that he came within a couple of minutes. And you were being very generous by saying “minutes”, it would be more accurate to say a couple of thrusts. The first time you laughed it off, took it as a compliment; your boyfriend missed you so much he couldn’t control himself. But then it happened again two days later, and you thought, shouldn’t he have gotten over the excitement by now? The compliment was getting old very fast, you just needed to fuck, really. Long enough for you to cum, too, of course. So the third time Jungkook was too horny to keep himself from climaxing within the first five minutes of being inside you, you grabbed him by the chin and whispered a warning.

“Keep this up and I’ll have to get you in a cock ring, honey.”

He didn’t have to do it again, really. Just his reaction to your words told you you should go ahead and order one anyway. Picked out a pretty, pink one with knobs, that was vibrating as well. And when it finally arrived, you wasted no time in grabbing your boyfriend and setting him on the bed.

“Look, baby, I got you a gift.”

Jungkook looked at the ring with a frown, taking it in his hands to inspect it. Soft and squishy, yet with a tough head for the vibrations. “It’s so small,” he muttered under his breath. Jungkook was, well… pretty thick let’s say. How would he fit into that little thing?

You laughed at his concerned expression, moving closer to him. “Well, that’s the point, honey,” you said as you got on the bed with him, a hand grabbing him by the neck. “It’s small because it’s supposed to be squishing you.” Along with your words, you clenched your grip around his neck, making him gasp. “Squish you tight so that you don’t cum without my permission. Get it, baby? Tonight you don’t get to cum unless I tell you to.” Jungkook’s cheeks got a bit red, and you felt his Adam’s apple bop under your palm. He nodded slightly, and you smiled. “Good boy,” you hummed. “You’ll let me fuck myself on your cock as if you were just a sex toy, baby? Use you for my own pleasure, for as long as I want?”

“Yes,” Jungkook rasped, breaths and voice coarse.

You released his neck. Motioned to the rest of his body. “Strip,” you gave him a straightforward order. And Jungkook was so quickly on his feet, rushing to take his clothes off and throw them away. Always eager to please, eager to do everything perfectly. He presented himself completely naked in front of you, loving the way your eyes raked over his form almost with judgment. And then you pressed a finger on his chest to have him fall on the bed again. Excitement was getting at him and you noticed how he was slowly getting hard. “Don’t!” you scolded with a pointed finger. “Don’t get hard, Kookie, I need to put this on you first.”

He bit his lip. “I- I can’t control it…”

You sighed, rolling your eyes a bit. And Jungkook let a tiny moan out at your expression. Dick twitching and getting even harder. “Such a dirty slut,” you said while clicking your tongue. And you quickly grabbed the lube from your nightstand, realizing you had to be quick if you didn’t want your boyfriend to reach full hardness yet. You let a few drops on the ring, covering mostly the inside, and quickly moved to get it on his tip. He was already half-hard but thankfully you managed to slide it down.

“Ah-” Jungkook gasped, and his dick jumped in your hands. You scolded him again and pushed the ring down with more effort, finally reaching to get it at his base.

“How’s that, baby?”

Jungkook was whimpering. “It’s- it’s…” You spat on your hand and ran it up and down his length a bit, getting him to full hardness and, of course, making him moan pathetically. He was harder than ever, perhaps even bigger, the ring straining on him and looking ready to break. “It’s tight,” he finally found his words. “But it’s-ss good.”

You smirked proudly. Took a step back to remove your clothes as well before laying him down completely and straddling his hips. “Let’s see how good it actually is.” You clicked the small vibrator at the front of the ring, and Jungkook yelped, hips jerking up a bit. You held him down, clicking your tongue at him. “Easy, baby boy. Don’t be so desperate, yeah? This isn’t about you.”

“Fuck-” he moaned, throwing his head back. Hands into tight fists as he struggled to be good for you. And when you lined him up with your entrance, dropping down on him slowly, he was spitting curses like it was his only way to breathe. The cock ring restricting his blood flow, yet making him more sensitive in a way.

When you sunk completely down, you reached the ring, its point hitting straight against your clit and gifting you its soft yet nice vibrations. You gasped, stomach clenching at the feeling. You were doing this because Jungkook couldn’t last, yet you might embarrass yourself and cum super fast instead. You started bouncing on his cock, watching as your boyfriend was sweating underneath you, the whole session feeling like constant edging to him. So good, so hot. And you bounced until you were panting and sweating as well. Then you stayed down, him buried deep inside, cock ring poking you in the best way, and started grinding back and forth, or in circles. You couldn’t get over how good his dick felt inside you, whether it was the ring that was doing its magic or just the pleasure of having Jungkook underneath you like that.

You came because of the vibrations right on your clit, but didn’t stop. Kept fucking yourself on his dick until you literally couldn’t move anymore -after another orgasm- and enough time had passed that Jungkook was whining, the ring getting painful on him by then.

“Shh, it’s okay, honey,” you comforted him, stroking his hot face lovingly and getting off him. “You were so good, baby. So fucking good for me.” Jungkook couldn’t even speak, just mewls leaving his lips like drool. You started pulling the ring off him carefully, with the assistance of more lube. “You can cum now, baby. I’ll let you cum inside me since you were such a good boy. I’ll bounce on your cock a bit more until you fill me up nice and good, huh? How does that sound?”

And Jungkook, predictably, could only moan at your dirty words, brain fucked completely out of him.

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en-hale-archives · 3 years

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hey! I was wondering if you would be comfortable writing mlm for enhypen hyung line? I was thinking scenarios (nsfw) for after they get back with their s/o late at night?

Thanks again if you do! I don't see any mlm on tumblr, and sometimes I feel like the only guy that likes them hahaha..

Of course I will 🥺

༝ ･ ˖ ₊ ˚⊹ Enha- hyungs with their s/o after a night out༝ ･ ˖ ₊ ˚⊹

pairing ⑅ Hyung!enha x male!reader

warning ⑅ 18+ content/smut (oral (rimjob, blowjob), frotting, unprotected sex). Read at your own discretion.

author's note ⑅ This is my first mlm! Let me know if I said anything that was off or wrong or makes you uncomfortable! I will immediately fix it! if you guys want anymore mlm please don't be hesitant to send it my way! I had to do a bit of research, but all in all, I had fun writing this! Enjoy!

Heeseung ⑅

You both get back from a nightclub.

Heeseung's a bit sleepy, but you're still wide awake.

He'll cuddle you in bed and give soft kisses on your cheeks.

He'll tangle his legs with yours and draw you in closer.

You know he loves neck kisses so you softly kiss and lick his neck and he moans softly.

This will drive him to move over the top of you and give you a sloppy make out.

He'll press his hand over your erection and it makes you squirm which makes him giggle.

He pushes up your shirt to kiss down your chest and pulls you pants down.

He'll pull his pants down too and grind against your hard-on.

He'll hold his cock and yours in his hand and jerk off.

moments later both your guys' moans fill the air until you both come.

Then he falls to your side and gives you cuddles for the rest of the night.

Jay ⑅

You both get back home and are still wide awake.

Jay offers to makes you some ramyeon, even though it's two in the morning but you don't resist.

While's making it, he takes off his jacket to reveal his lean figure and it turns you on.

You go behind him and wrap you hands around waist.

You hear Jay giggle in your ear as he continues to stir the pot of noodles.

You reach under his shirt to feel along his abs.

Jay pours the ramyeon into a bowl and takes no time to turn around and pin you against the wall.

"Is baby boy trying to turn me on?" He smirks. He'll kiss you desperately before going on his knees and pulling your pants down

He'll take out your erection and brush it over his mouth that cause a moan out of you.

He'll puts it in his mouth and bop up and down, leaving your member wet and hot.

But when he deepthroats, you can feel yourself climaxing.

You watch him as he swallows it.

"Good boy. Now go eat."

Jake ⑅

Jake is super drunk.

You had to help him in the house and help him with his clothes

You learn that Jake is super giggly when he's drunk, he's just laughing up a storm about anything.

You help him to bed, but he pulls you down with him.

"Let me make you feel good." He'll says while gigglingly.

You try to tell him it's okay, but he already has you pinned on your back.

He takes your clothes off clumsily, but he looks super adorable, so you just laugh with him.

He'll kiss all the way down your body until he reaches your hole and pecks it gently.

It makes you gasp as he starts sucking and licking on it, sending you into a euphoric feeling.

Seconds later you come, and he makes sure to catch all of it in his mouth, swallowing with a sigh.

"Okay," He pants. "My turn."

Sunghoon ⑅

Sunghoon let you know in the Uber on the way home that he was horny as fuck.

he thought your clubbing outfit was sexy as hell and now he wants a piece of you.

You both don't even make it into the door good before he's smashing his lips on yours.

He pushes you on the couch and practically rips your clothes off.

You turn to sit on his lap and grind down, feeling his erection and the one that you also had.

Sunghoon loves to be in control, so he has to flip you back over.

he has you on your hands and knees and has you where he wants you.

"Hold on," He says. He disappears for a second before coming back with a bottle of lube.

He makes sure to smear it all over his cock before entering you.

You moan like crazy when he pounds you form the back, grasping onto you hips for support.

He reaches under you and strokes your cock.

seconds later you come, and he comes shortly after that.

"I love you." He would say, kissing you gently.

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cazimagines · 3 years

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Wine Red

Synopsis: You prepare a fun evening for Zemo after he gets back from his work

Word count: 2.3k

Warnings/Tags: Switch reader and switch Zemo, Cuffs, Rope, Smut, Fingering, Blindfold, Vaginal sex, unsafe sex, blow job, kinky, Romantic smut

FOR MATURE READERS

Also posted on my ao3 account, under the same name

You smiled as the last candle lit up. You tiptoe across the floor, careful not to disturb the rose petals you had scattered on the floor, or knocking over one of the many candles that covered the floor in a heart-shaped pattern. You jump over to the bed, sitting down on the red satin that covers it. You glanced over to the wine that laid in the ice bucket debating if you should open it early but you decide against it. Instead, you grab Zemo’s coat, the one with the fur collar which you had stolen from him, and draped it over your body which you were only wearing red victoria secret lace underwear on. You lied back on the bed, your head on the pillows anticipating what’s coming when Zemo enters through the door. Zemo often had to work late into the evening because of his business, which left you at home alone a lot. You didn’t mind; you found things to keep you occupied, but when he came back home, you wanted to spend every moment with him making up for the time you lost.

You don’t have to wait long till you hear the front door open and close and footsteps slowly come up the stairs. You sit upwards, eyes locked on the door as it opens.

Zemo slowly walks in, his eyes lighting up as he sees you. He cheekily grins at you as his eyes rake up and down your body.

“So that’s what happened to my coat”

Zemo was wearing his formal clothes, black tailored trousers, a white dress shirt with a tie around it. He had already shrugged his suit jacket off and was holding it in his arm. You could feel yourself warming up at just seeing how tight fitted the shirt was to Zemo. It showed off the slight muscles he has built up and complimented his figure.

“I think the coat suits me,” you reply, shaking your shoulders at him, making the coat move slightly on your body, the fur shaking under your chin.

Zemo places his suit jacket on a chair at the side, then gets onto the bed, crawling over you till he is hovering over your legs.

He places kisses on them, moving upwards to your underwear. You throw your head back in pleasure as you feel the light kisses gently trail up your legs. He glances up, “Is there a special occasion I have forgotten”

“No occasion, I just wanted some fun”

You reach forward grasping onto his tie and pulling him forward till he is leaning over you. You crash your lips onto his hungrily. Tugging on his thin top lip. He brings his hands up to tangle in your hair, trying to keep your head steady as he delves deeper into the kiss. You flicker your tongue against his lips and he opens them quickly to let you in. He moans slightly as he feels you exploring him passionately. Your tongue intertwining with his, rubbing and prodding it. His hand sneaks down your body, brushing against your underwear. His fingers hooking on the hem of your underwear, wanting to pull them down. You smirk, feeling the bulge in his trousers press against you, knowing his impatience always got the best of him. You pull back from the kiss and push him over till he was laying by the side of you.

“Hey!” he whines from suddenly being deprived of the passion.

“I thought we could have a drink first” you cheekily say, leaning onto your side to grab the wine.

“Such a tease” Zemo whispers, also turning onto his side so he pressed into your back and left a brief kiss on your shoulder as his hand rested on your hip. He then sits up, grabbing the glasses off to the side as you pour the wine.

“How was your day?” you ask after a few minutes of you two cuddling and together drinking.

“It was good. I had to attend some business meetings. You know what about. There was one guy who had some big ideas. I reminded him exactly who had the power there”

“Flaunting the fact you are a Baron again,” you say

“Of course. What’s the point of having the title if I can’t flaunt it”

You place your now empty glass on the side and take Zemo’s glass out of his hand. He raises his eyebrow at you questionably, but grins widely as you push him onto his back and crawl on top of him. Straddling his hips. You shrug the coat off and chuck it to the floor. Your underwear following it.

“Who has the power now?” you ask him as you look down on him. Your hands trail up his body, playing with the tie, but as soon as they reach the collar you aggressively pull the shirt and tie off him, leaving him bare chested.

He shakily breaths out as the bulge in his pants pushes against you. “You, my baroness”

You reach into the draw by the side and pull out a pair of cuffs. Quickly grasping his wrists, you attach the cuffs to them and use the other end of the cuffs to attach them to the headboard.

“And don’t you forget it” you whisper in his ear then kiss him passionately. You could feel the inside of your pants get wetter as you watched Zemo’s hands strain against the cuffs bounding him. His urge to wrap his arms around you was strong, but he also enjoyed being completely vulnerable to you, so he let you take the lead this time. You leave his lips trailing down his body. You trace your tongue along the outline of his abs and when you get to them you place multiple kisses on his v line. Zemo groans, feeling all the blood rush down below.

Tugging at his trousers, you slowly slip them down, leaving him in his boxers. You could see his dick pressing up against the thin fabric. You pull the boxers off, letting it spring loose. It was a suitable length, not too long to hurt, but certainly enough to leave you satisfied. Already some pre cum had leaked out the tip. Gently you hold it in your hand and run your tongue up the side, licking up the pre-cum. Your eyes never leave Zemo’s as he watches you, his chest heaving heavily. You rub your hand along the base and your mouth goes over the top, sucking. Zemo pushes his head back into the pillows, letting at a moan as he thrusts his hips up, making your mouth take in more of his dick. You can feel it hit the back of your throat, you try desperately hard not to gag.

You bop your head up and down, eyes glued on Zemo’s face of delight. His slight moans he let out were music to your ears. His eyes were half closed, his mouth ajar, and a light blush came to his cheeks. Your tongue rested against the side and let it run over the vein that ran up his dick. You could feel him harden in your mouth and his nails dug into his hands as he came close. Chuckling, you pulled away before he could release.

Zemo whined as your denial to him. “You’ll pay for that later y/n” he growls

“We’ll see” you tease climbing back onto him, nipping the skin on his collarbone. Sitting up, you position yourself over his waist and slide onto his dick. You breathe in as you feel him stretch you open, filling you up. Zemo groans, his back arching slightly as he fights his urges to hold on to you as his hands strain in the cuffs. You place your hands on his chest, your nails dragging slightly, to keep you steady as you move your hips in a circular motion and try to move up and down slightly.

Your moans join in with his as you could feel your pleasure rising. Zemo started moving his hips in time with yours, his skin brushing up hardly against your clit, sending pleasure through your brain. You held on tight and you rode up and down on his waist, feeling the knot in your stomach tightening.

“Y/n'' he moaned, and you knew he was close. You could feel him twitch inside of you and then his seed released, squirting into you. You were quick to follow in climaxing, cumming over him as you float onto Cloud 9.

You move off him and collapse beside him, panting heavily. You reach over to Zemo, taking the cuffs off his hands, letting him freely move his arms again.

After laying beside you for a few minutes, Zemo gets off the side of the bed, walking over to the draw to grab something out of a draw. You lean on your side, your eyes admiring his ass as his back is turned to yours.

“Going for a 2nd round are we” you ask smirking, Zemo’s turns his head chuckling seeing where you were staring, “I said you would pay for what you did earlier”

He approaches you again, holding something in his hand. You raise an eyebrow at him curiously, then giggle when you realise what it was.

Zemo grabs his tie that had been discarded on the floor and takes it to your face, covering your eyes and tying it behind your head, taking away your sense of sight. His hands trail up your skin, making you feel tingles. Goosebumps rise on you, being utterly helpless to him.

Being unable to see, he used it to his advantage to touch and kiss you in places before pulling away so you did not know where he would touch next. One moment he was on your neck, then the next moment he was on your thigh.

You could feel yourself getting wetter wanting him and you whined as he teased you. “Have more patience, y/n '' Zemo muttered, pressing a kiss on to your stomach.

He pulls back again; he grabs what he had gotten out of the draw. He grabs your wrists and ties the red rope around them. He attaches them to the headboard, similar to what you had done to him. He takes the rest of the rope and wraps it around your boobs and chest, taking it down to wrap around your tights and tying them to the side of the bed, leaving you spread.

He moves off the bed, leaving you completely vulnerable. “Zemo” you moan out, feeling the urge to want to feel him inside you. Your toes dig into the sheets of the bed.

“Oh, do you want something y/n?” Zemo asks, sounding as if he was across the room

“You know what I want!” You say growling

“I really don’t. Use your sweet words and tell me,” Zemo replies

“Please Zemo”

“Please what?” Zemo asks as you feel the bed dip near the end

“Touch me”

“Like this?” one of his fingers touches your leg, the contact making you jerk. His finger trails up your leg, on your inner thigh but stops short before your core then moves away

“More!” you moan, and he places his hand on your tight, his hands digging into the soft flesh. His other hand reaching up to your core, hovering just outside it.

“Please Zemo, fuck me” you finally beg and you can feel the breath of his chuckle against your tight.

Swiftly one of his fingers entered you, curling inside, making you cry out. He moves it in and out, pushing in as far as he can. He quickly enters one finger, then another after stretching you out. Because of earlier you were really wet allowing him to easily pump his fingers in and out of you, many sounds came out because of it.

Your clit throbs from its desire for attention, making you cry. Zemo knew how you were feeling, but he was waiting for you to say. Finally, you give in crying out, “Zemo please touch my clit”

“If you so wish my Baroness”

Your back arches as you feel his wet tongue come in contact with your clit, twisting around its nub, sending waves of shocks throughout your body. He rocked your world as his fingers worked in and out of you and his mouth sucked on your clit. You strained against the restraints as you felt yourself sweating. You felt the climax coming again, but just like you had with Zemo previously; he pulled away before you were satisfied.

“Zemo!” you groaned, but he didn’t leave you for long. He crawled up till he was over your body and then slipped his dick inside of you. One of his hands wrapped around the side of your neck, squeezing while his other hand fondled your breast. His mouth wrapped around your other breast, sucking on the nipple as he thrusts quickly into you. The force makes your body bob up and down. Your moans grew louder and louder as you felt the knot in your stomach tighten again. Zemo switches giving attention to the other breast. He sucks and slightly grazes his teeth on it making you gasp. Zemo finally leaves your breasts to pull you into a passionate kiss while his other hand goes back to giving your clit some more attention. In doing so, he causes you to orgasm, clenching down on his dick tightly. You moan into his lips as he grunts, thrusting into you. He slightly bites your bottom lip as his thrusts grow less rhythmic and wild till he thrusts one ultimate time, releasing into you once again.

He lies on top of you, panting. He reaches up and takes the tie off you and undo the rope attached to the headboard. You bring your arms over his head, hugging him and closing your eyes, drifting off into a sleep as you hold him close.

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multiplefandomsblog · 3 years

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Byakuya x Soft!F!Reader(NSFW)

request; Angry seggs with Byakuya and Soft Fem! Reader? Maybe he's just so stressed from his office and needs to blow off his steam on her. Also please make him slap her—. Thank you!

warnings; nsfw, slapping, humiliation, degradation, dacryphillia, unprotected sex, forced orgasms, minor size kink, overstimulation, mean!byakuya, dom!byakuya, angry sex, begging, manhandling, cussing, unedited

note; sorry if the end was a bit rushed, but thank you for requesting! hope y’all enjoy anyway :D

“Hey honey, how was work?” You called out, feet padding towards the front door as you heard his things shuffle and fall to the ground. “...Byaku-?” You peaked your head out the doorway, your breath knocked out your body as said man pinned you to a nearby wall. “You are not to speak unless spoken to, understood?” You whimpered, feeling your dripping cunt pulse at his dominant tone. He pinched your thigh, “I said, understood?” He repeated harshly, a prominent vein protruding from his neck.

“Y-yes,” you whispered, gasping out in surprise as he tore your pants in half. Your eyes glossed over as you heard the material shred from nothing but Byakuya’s hands. Though you have seen a sliver of this side of Byakuya, you’ve never seen him like this before. It seems he was holding back before, though today it looked like he wasn’t going to show mercy. You already knew how wet you were, embarrassed that your dripping cunt would be revealed to Byakuya in seconds.

You felt your head spin as Byakuya suddenly flipped your body, pushing your back over the kitchen counter, your ass exposed to him. “W-wait, Byakuya c-can we move to the bed-?” You panicked slightly, wincing against the cold, hard marble pressing against your front. “If you utter another goddamn word, I’ll fuck you until you forget your own name.” You considered speaking up so he would do as he said, but your need for approval ultimately drowned your urge to be fucked into the next week.

You rubbed your thighs together in anticipation, wanting to relieve yourself, even if it was just a little bit. Byakuya scoffed, “I can’t even begin to fathom how wet you are. I’m the one about to use you like a fucking onahole yet you’re the one receiving more pleasure from this,” He pulled his hard cock from out his pants, “unbelievable.” He grunted before pushing himself inside your fluttering hole, ignoring your loud cries and pleas.

You gripped the edge of the counter, pushing yourself forward in fruitless effort to set some distance between your hips and his. His cock was splitting you in two, yet you knew this was only the beginning. You weren’t sure if the feeling in your stomach was dread or arousal. He let out a choked sigh as your walls clenched around him, squeezing around his cock deliciously.

He snapped his hips into yours without pause, making your quivering pussy ache from stretch you weren’t prepared for. 5 seconds in, and you weren’t even sure if you could even take it. However, you couldn’t even try to worry as Byakuya fucked your mind empty. Your body trembled against the counter from the heir’s unforgiving thrusts, the man fucked you like he had a mission.

He mocked your whines, “What’s wrong?” He spoke in a faux-concerned manner, as if he really cared. “You can’t take it?” Byakuya leaned over your body, dick sinking in deeper as he nibbled your earlobe gently, his hips anything but, “Princess can’t fucking take it?” He grunted into your ear as he recoiled his hips, snapping his hips forward and hitting your G-spot effortlessly. You let out a loud sob, jerking forwards from the force of his hips. Your jaw dropped as you attempted to beg for mercy, yet only pitchy noises reached his ears.

Your soft walls suddenly clenched around Byakuya as you felt your high come up, urging out a choked gasp from his mouth. His finger dug themselves into your hips as he struggled to penetrate you, “Would you stop that?” He hissed, “I-I’m sorryy!” You dragged out your apology, moans getting higher in pitch from the desperation of reaching your high.

Your breaths started to get shallow, weak moans dripping from your mouth as Byakuya fucked you as if you were a doll. Suddenly, you felt your climax wash over you, sobs racking your body from the intense pleasure overtaking your body. Your body started uncontrollably thrashing and twitching, eventually calming as your rode out your high as long as you could.

Byakuya kept on using your battered and swollen cunt to get to his high, hips going at a painfully quick pace. Byakuya groaned as he missed out on all those lewd faces you were making, suddenly flipping you over and placing you on the counter, your bare ass cheeks pressing against the hard marble. You begged for him to slow down as he slipped back inside you, throwing your legs over his shoulders. “Pl-please, no more, no more please-” You repeated, frantically reaching down to where your bodies connected, trying to push him away.

He simply grabbed your small wrist, tightly winding his fingers around it. “You don’t get to tell me what to do.” Tears fell down your face as your eyes met his hardened ones, struggling to look him in the eye as your head bopped from the force of his thrusts, “Please, please, ple-” He cut you off by slapping you square across the face, taking the opportunity to buck his hips further and further into yours as he felt your body go limp from shock. The burning sensation on your face only added to your dripping arousal, making you unwantedly needier. You whimpered, feeling his dick brush against your G-spot yet again.

“You know what bad girls get, don’t you?” He reached down to pinch your overstimulated clit, his rough thrusts and the pressure on your clit combined sent you though another climax. He watched as your eyes rolled to the back of your head, tits shaking from the fervour of his thrusts and the heavy breaths you were making.

You wailed out, only just recovering through your second orgasm as Byakuya sent you through another, “I-I can’t t-take it anym-more, please don’t-” He grabbed your jaw, fingers sinking into the softness of your cheeks, “We’re not going to stop until I have reached my climax. So might as well give up now and let me use you for my own pleasure.”

You sniffled, letting your body completely submit to him, doing as he said. “Look at you, so small once you’ve stopped being a brat.” Your body twitched although you tried to stay still for your dom, the oversensitivity of your pussy from being abused earlier getting to you. “Mmnn…!” You let out a weak moan, jaw slacking back open as Byakuya kept at his pace, getting faster as he reached his high.

His knuckles turned white from how tight he was holding your hips, abusing your hole with his rapid pace. You clenched around him, wanting to suck all of his cum inside of you. His moans and groans got louder as he felt it come close, so fucking close. He let out a choked exhale, back arching into you as his load coated your fluttering walls. Beautiful grunts made its way out of his mouth as he rode out his high inside of you.

Your chest heaved, “B-byakuya that was…” You cut yourself off, as you couldn’t find the words to describe how amazing that was. You felt a deep pit of dread in your stomach as you felt his once flaccid cock, solidify inside your pussy. He chuckled darkly, “That was just the beginning.”

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nctwd127 · 3 years

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What Could Have Been?

Part Five. (Smut)

Johnny got off the bed to take the remainder of his clothes off. There was a tease lingering in his actions and a smirk resting on his face. Everything was coming off slowly but surely.

You watched with your lip caught between your teeth as he took off his belt and threw it elsewhere. And then his pants. But your mouth really dropped when he took his boxers off and sprung free.

Water pooled in your mouth as you watched him stroke himself a few times. Endless thoughts filled your mind and all you wanted to do was stuff him in your mouth, whole.

He stood at the foot of the bed, never breaking eye contact as he continued stroking himself. His tip was red with need, wanting to feel some kind of relief.

“Am I going to relieve myself or is your mouth going to do its job?”

You smirked and nodded your head, making your way off the bed and standing face to face with Johnny or how you like to put it, face to chest.

His breath hit your face the closer you got to his body. You looked up at him for a second before your lips touched his shoulder and your hands landed on his forearms.

You kissed down his body till you were on your knees, with your hands following the path you kissed down till one of them gripped his thigh and the other one wrapped around the base of his throbbing cock.

A soft moan escaped his lips at the relief of having you touch him. But it wasn’t enough and he was surely not in the mood to tolerate any teasing like you were doing at the moment.

Johnny looked down at you as you stroked him slowly, rubbing his tip with your thumb. He watched the way your tongue came out to lick your lips but made no contact with his hot skin.

“Don’t tease me.” He warned.

Truthfully you wanted to see how far you could push him before he snapped. So you ignored his warning and continued your mischief. Slowly you stroked him, letting your mouth wrap around his tip loosely.

When your mouth finally made contact with his tip, for a second he believed that you listened to him but when that’s all you did, he started getting angry.

“Cut it out now.” Johnny hissed.

A small laugh left your lips as you pulled away from his head, “So impatient, aren’t we?”

And there was that look again when you looked up at him. The color of his eyes faded into black before they went back to his color. His fist balled up for two seconds before he loosened them again.

He yanked your head back by your hair, “You do as I order (Y/N).”

“Open your fucking mouth.”

With your mouth wide open, he shoved his cock into your mouth, your gag reflex kicked in fast as you tried to focus on breathing through your nose.

Johnny held your face with both his hands as he pumped himself in and out of your mouth, will little time to recover to breath.

Salvia was running down your mouth, tears were forming on your waterline. You had a tight grip on his thighs for some stability.

You tried to swat his hands away because you needed to breathe but he wasn’t letting up. When that didn’t work, you tried to fight against his hold for more breath.

“Behave or else.” He sneered, dropping his hands to his side.

One of your hands landed back on his thigh and the other wrapped around the base of his dick, taking him back in your mouth.

Your pace was eager but not rapid, not slow either though. You bopped your head on his length and pumped him at the same time. Your tongue danced around his tip before you took him all the way to the back of your throat and swallowed.

“Hmm, just like that baby girl. Do it again.” Johnny groaned, throwing his head back and petting the back of your head.

Managing to breathe through your nose longer, you fulfilled his request multiple times. Only pulling him out when you couldn’t hold it anymore.

You licked his shaft from top to bottom and sucked his balls into your mouth, your tongue licking around while they were in your mouth. You kept jerking him, your thumb grazing his tip.

“Where do you want it?” He groaned looking down at you.

Your eyes met as you pulled him out of your mouth slowly with a pop, “Mouth.” You answered and stuck your tongue out.

A grin creeped on his face, “That’s my girl.”

Johnny finished himself off with curse words falling from his mouth. His hot cum landed on your tongue and the corner of your lips.

Once he was all emptied, you swallowed everything he had to offer, his taste was salty but you really rather enjoyed the taste.

He wiped the corner of your mouth and caressed your lips before helping you get off your knees.

There was a moment when you looked into each other's eyes where the lustful tension turned into yearning passion.

He brought you in for a kiss but this time it was different than other times. It wasn’t needy, it wasn’t full of hunger. It was slow and sensual, passion seeking.

It felt like there was fire burning between your bodies.

You wrapped your arms around his neck and he wrapped his around your waist pulling you closer to his body. He lifted you up and laid you on the bed, lips still intertwined as you crawled up the bed together.

Something about this moment made him want to take things slow, he wanted to enjoy your body, to feel every inch of you, to kiss every part of you before he made you his.

Johnny settled in between your legs with his member poking you but not penetrating you quite yet. He detached from your lips and trailed kisses down to your neck.

There was nothing stopping him now from marking your body, so he kissed and sucked on your skin, his warm tongue licking over his marks when he was done.

Your hands were tangled in his hair, pulling softly at his roots. Your mouth rested on his ear shell while breathless moans escaped your lips.

He moved away from your neck and made brief eye contact with you before his eyes traveled to your lips. His tongue came out to lick yours before beginning to savor the taste of your lips.

Eyes closed, face turning from side to side as you tasted each other, tongues dancing to the most intimate tune you could make in each other.

The passion was burning high, there was electricity in the air, everything in this moment felt right. The both of you are thriving off each other’s bodies and energies.

One of his hands went down on your body, lined himself up with your entrance and pushed forward gently, taking his time with filling you up.

There was a slight sting with the stretch but just as fast as it came, it went. Your fingers pulled a little harder at his roots at the feeling of being so full. And your teeth sunk into his lip slightly, with his mouth catching your groans.

Johnny interlocked your hands as he began thrusting into you, feeling your walls tighten around him, pulling him in deeper. Deeper than your own fingers could ever reach or his.

You raised your legs higher and adjusted yourself better so your hips could make full contact, a deep groan erupting from his chest.

“Wow, you feel amazing.” He moaned, burying his face in the crook of your neck. His grip was getting tighter on your hands, his strokes becoming rougher and deeper. He was starting to lose control.

You arched your back, returning the grip on his hands. It felt so good, better than anyone you’ve had before. Your head fell back, exposing more of your neck to him.

“Johnny, yeah, yeah right there.”

Letting go of your hands, he sat back on his knees pulling out of you completely and held you tight by the waist. He took a second to admire your naked beauty before slamming back into you.

A lewd scream left your lips, “Please, fuck me just like that.”

Hearing you moan out for him like that made the wheels in his head turn. He pulled out, leaving the tip in and slammed into you again.

“Take all of me you fucking slut.”

Johnny wrapped his hand around your neck and pounded into you balls deep. The sound of skin hitting skin echoed off the walls. The moans, the groans, the heavy breathing all mixed into each other.

For the first time in your life, you were feeling colors. They floated around you in clouds, each one making itself known with every thrust he gave you. You felt them on your skin, behind your eyelids.

The color blue felt like warmth creeping on your skin during a cold winter day. Pink felt like a cool breeze on wet skin. Red felt like magic and that one was your favorite.

He watched as your eyes rolled to the back of your head, your mouth left open trying to say something, anything. Your nails digging into any part of his skin they could reach, your legs wrapping tighter around his waist.

Thankfully he knew where your body was because he was nearing his own release. With one hand still on your throat, he moved the other down to your clit rubbing eights into your skin.

Your body began to shake, your walls were pulsating around him trying to pull him into your soul. You were on the edge of an overwhelming release. You were so far gone into ecstasy that you couldn’t form words, let alone think them.

“Cum for me baby girl.”

Without a second passing, your body let go with a sharp scream piercing your ears. Everything went white, your body released till you went limp. Your nails let go of his skin and your legs dropped from his waist.

After your body went limp it wasn’t long before Johnny met his own overwhelming release. With loud grunts and a last hard thrust, he finished inside you till he dropped beside you.

“Holy fuck.”

Your eyes were closed, you had no thoughts and nothing to say, you were speechless and tired. The most you could do was nod your head and reach your hand over to touch his hand.

He took your hand in his and gave you a squeeze, “How are you feeling? You okay?” He asked, sitting up looking over at you.

Your throat was dry and your voice raspy, “Mhm.”

He chuckled, getting off the bed and putting on his boxers. He left the room for a moment to return with a glass of water and damp cloth to clean you off.

His touch was gentle but you still flinched at the contact because of how sensitive you were. After he was done, he looked through your drawers to find you a new pair of panties and then helped you put them on.

The next hour or so passed with the both of you laughing and enjoying the company before it was decided that it was time for him to head back to the dorms before anyone got too suspicious that he was out for so long.

You walked him to the door where he gave you a quick goodbye peck on the cheek and said he’d text you when he got home.

Your mind was heavy and so were your eyelids, all you wanted was to sleep now. Your body had reached its maximum capacity, you were exhausted so you decided to go shower while you waited for him to text.

The shower ended and new sheets covered your bed, you were ready for blissful sleep. You crawled into bed and looked over at your phone.

More than thirty minutes had passed and you still hadn’t heard from Johnny which was unusual considering the dorms were fifteen minutes away from your place.

Speaking of the devil, just when you were going to message him, your phone vibrated with his notification.

Johnny: Hey, sorry for the late text. I got home about twenty minutes ago but I got bombarded at the door by some of the guys.

Johnny: But anyways, I’m home and beat to the max. Gonna shower and head to bed right after honestly.

Me: Ah okay, glad you got home safely, I was just about to send the swat team out for you lol

Me: Same though, I showered and in bed already, was just waiting for you to knock out

Johnny: Lol no need for them now, next time maybe

Johnny: If anyone needs the sleep between us, it’s definitely you ;)

Johnny: Get some rest and I’ll see you tomorrow, I had a great time today, Goodnight (Y/N)

Me: Goodnight Johnny, thank you for today

And with that, you headed to sleep for the new day to start.

What Could Have Been?

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muffindaddystyles · 3 years

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LOVE ME, WRESTLE ME.

Boyfriendrry blurb of some smutty and fluffy thought.

Taking online classes, resting, doing assignments, then spending some time with Harry and watching a movie at night that always ends up in a good fuck isn't boring but it's insipid.

The cooe of rain outside's soothing and tranquil enough to fill in already comfortable silence between you people, your lips murmuring around the instinctive words from the scrabby page of the Oscar Wilde's; The selfish giant. Your knees are hiked up sitting in the love seat opposite to where Harry's sitting on the messy-ly made bed since you both were feeling a tad lazy and in mood to procrastinate house chores.

You're constantly loosing your focus, because you're terribly horny at the moment and Harry in a baggy yellow pawy sweater spread on his tummy over the bed doing nothing but staring at you like he'd swallow you whole isn't helping at all with the ache between your thighs.

So, you do what was needed to be done.

His eyes follows your commotion as you leave your spot kneeing up on the edge of bed, your crotch against his face and you look down at him with a witty smirk.

"Wrestle me." Your voice challenging. You arch your brow with profound irritation when he intentionally dismisses you off by rumbling his lips to blow away the curls falling over his dooey eyes.

"Pardon?" He creates a noise, within a click of his tongue or his hand against your bare thigh (fondling the soft skin he's obsessed with) that dries your throat with hunger. He heard it right. There was no wavering in what you invited him for.

You guys have this game where he has to make you cum within two minutes and you've to wrestle him off, if you loose and cum you've to keep him warm and sloppy in your mouth until it turns into a nice blowie so it's a win win either way.

You fail every time. Most of it is very obvious.

But, right now he's trying to rile your nerves up by acting like an utterly supine cow.

"Hmm?" The questioning hum turns into a giggly squeal when he grabs your ankle and throws you onto the mattress like a rag doll, "S' fuckin' insatiable all the time ..." He growls towering above you, pushing your thighs apart with a tight grip to your soft fleshy insides that makes you hiss. A laugh pits up in your belly from the thrill of shutting them back and fighting him off to piss him further.

Ofcourse him being stronger than you fails you to do so and a loud moan bubbles around you when he licks his palm till the tips of his fingers and smacks your already soaking centre harshly.

"Fuck." You mewl softly sinking into sheets when he yanks your shorts down leaving you in nothing but his large hoodie, your pussy lips flutter from the heated sensation of your stickiness coming in contact with the sting of his chilly rings.

He pins your wrist atop your head and fits himself between your wide opened legs grinding his hard (trouser clad) prick against your heating centre in vigorous rubs, leaving a burn with every stroke and making you loose your stance with the growing desire to have his fingers inside you.

"C'mon fight me now." He grits. Glowering down at you sternly and your tummy coils against his's pelvis with each nasty roll of his hips, you gasp around a sob when he nips at the soft skin of your jaw. He wants you to surrender yourself to him but your ego's more than that so with a trick of pulling at his hair you flip him on his back and crawl up to straddle his torso jerking his shoulder down.

"Aha!" You grin in a victory. His brows pinches down furiously and before you know his calloused hand came spanking your butt-cheek making your face smash into the crook of his neck with an unexpected vulgar series of moans, "Bratty little fuck doll." He grunts landing another spank right where the first one left crimson imprints, again and again till you're a squirming crying mess.

He slides his two fingers down your puckering rim to where you're dripping with wetness and teases your entrance by never dipping them in till the end but rather stroking the spongy wall of your soppy cunt.

You squeal when he flips you on your tummy and leans all his weight over your back to glide his hand between the compact space of their bottoms, he patches breathy kisses to the side of your neck leaving love marks, sliding in his fingers deep inside that when you feel a certain crack resonating to your ears and shooting pain till your toes making them jelly.

You're fucked.

It all happened from your arm placed at the weird angle while he had your hips in air.

"Harry, I think. I might've broken my wrist." You stammer in a calm voice though, barely able to speak when the pang in your joint's inflaming like a wildfire along with the pleasure that's subsiding into an akward spasmy feeling as you pulsates around his fingers.

"Sucha bullshit excuse to mice outta yer defeat." He rasps to you smugly. Your face scrunches up in pain and your head falls into the throw pillow.

"No . ." You shake your head quickly gulping down the thick tears down your throat and when his head clears out from the fog of lust, noticing the weakness in your words he immediately pulls his digits out, "Holy ... Fuck." You try to stay placid knowing his insides are ticking in panic and is about to explode in one, two and —

"Baby -– how — how are y'so calm? Is it hurting? Show me." The shift in his demeanor is adorable as minutes ago he was about to rail you to unconsciousness and now he's the softest cutest caring boyfriend.

Tears prickles at your waterline when he presses his thumb into your wrist bone ever so diligently and it jolts severe pain up your arm.

"I think it's, 'm so so sorry baby. We should go to hospital. Stay here, yeah?" He tells you cupping your cheeks worriedly and rushes to fetch a wet rag when you nod through a sniff and wobbly lips.

He cleans you off, shushing you with tender kisses to your ankles when the throb got overwhelming. Helps you wearing your jeans and shoes being careful not to hurt your wrist any further in doing so.

"It's okay, you're okay lovie —- if the pain's too much —--- dunno we should probably run to hospital." He's out of breath snatching the keys and his coat taking glances of you after every second to make sure you're okay, more like assuring himself, "Bub it wasn't your fault. It was an accident, I can endure a lil bit pain." Through the whole call ride he was jittery and twitchy waiting for to reach the clinic speedily.

He has you embraced by his side with a careful support of his palm under your wrist so it wouldn't dangle that much as he walks you inside.

The doctor sitting infront of you two stares at the way you both are flushed, rosy cheeks, ruffled hair and sheened skin radiating 'we were in the middle of having great sex.' But, she chooses not to speak as you shrink to Harry's side timidly from the embarrassment and shyness.

Harry just passes you a nervous smile squeezing your shoulder to cheer you up and nudges you when the doctor asks the ever awaiting question.

"So . . . How did it happen?"

"Cupboard —-" You speak.

"She fell of —-" And he speaks at the same time.

You look at eachother with wide shocked eyes but then he clear his throat allowing you to speak, "I was putting some dishes up in the cupboard when I lost my footing and knocked my wrist against it." The doctor surely didn't give into your guys shit. Nodding along to your made up story.

You guys feel exposed when the doctor spoke inspecting Y/N wrist, "The injury caused from the pressure of weight, splinting the bone away and tearing the muscle too ... nothing that wouldn't heal in two weeks. You'll be good with an arm cast and these pain killers."

When you step out into the waiting corridor it feels like your secret has been revealed to every single person sitting there and you pull the strings of your hoodie to cover your face and Harry chuckles kissing your head at your silliness.

Once in the privacy of car he speaks looking at your cast properly, "One thing fo' sure that game isn't made fo' us -- you're too delicate to play it just fo' fun and thrill. Next, time just ask me to fuck you baby and I'll surely do it happily." He sighs a puff of breath kissing your cast and patting it lightly jerking back in horror when you yelp.

"Ouch!" He takes your jaw to kiss your lips upon seeing you grinning at your own misheviousness.

"Ye' batty little creature, stop messin' with your poor boyfriend!" He grumps cheekily at your playfullness.

"'M sorry, daddy will you take care of me?" You blink sickly coy through your lashes. Pouting up at him innocently and he shakes his head bopping your nose.

"You just wait and watch." He kisses the side of your head while reversing the car.

"How about we start from drawing dicks on ye' cast, hmm? How bout that?" He smirks and you gasp surprised at his antics.

"Harry!" The car fills up with laughter and giggles until he takes a rough turn.

"You better drive safe else 'm walking home!"

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darkficsyouneveraskedfor · 3 years

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Neighbourly

Warnings: noncon sexual acts and rape, cheating, name calling, choking.

This is dark!Bucky Barnes and explicit. Your media consumption is your own responsibility. Warnings have been given. DO NOT PROCEED if these matters upset you.

Based on this drabble request: Bucky Barnes + “But you’re married.” + enemies/hate + Bucky hates reader (his wife's friend) but at the same time don't want other men near to her.

The door opened and you nearly flinched at the sharp blue eyes the greeted you, almost as blunt as the edged “hey”.

“Oh, uh, I was-- This is Anna’s,” you held out the round cake dish, you’d noticed it after last weekend’s barbecue, “thought I’d bring it back before I forgot.”

“Mmm,” Bucky eyed the little blue flowers around the rim and took it stiffly, “thanks, she’s not here so I’ll get it to her.”

“Alright, I..” you stuttered. Bucky Barnes was entirely off putting. His wife was your best friend on the street, yet he seemed to resent you for that, “well, thank you.”

You turned to flee before you withered beneath his impenetrable glare. You still didn’t know why he hated you so much, you only knew that when he came home and you were having a glass of wine with Anna, he barely acknowledged you, and on several occasions had failed to lower his voice when asking why you were there.

It was worse even that you saw how friendly he was with the other neighbours. To you, he was a completely different man than the helpful suburban husband offering to mow Agnes’ lawn as he did his own.

“Hey,” you stopped at the bottom step and turned back to him, “that guy, you know, the one with the loud car, you wanna tell him to keep it down?”

“Brock?” you blinked and shook your head, “yeah, sure.”

“Really? Six a.m.?” he gripped the thick glass, “there’s children in this neighbourhood.”

“I get it, okay? I’ll let him know,” you sniffed and spun back to the walk.

“So he’s coming back?” Bucky asked.

You froze and breathed through your nostrils, “what do you care?”

“He’s not really… the type we welcome around here,” he sneered.

You turned on your heel and frowned at him, “As far as I recall, the HOA has no authority over my personal relationships.”

He snickered darkly and set the dish on the metal table beside the long bench. He stomped down his front steps and came up in front of you.

“Well, noise disturbances are within jurisdiction, you didn’t put on quite the show for everyone last night,” he smirked.

“Bullshit,” you refused to back down as he planted himself in front of you.

“Ah, you’re right, didn’t hear much but you left your curtains wide open, anyone could have walked by,” he looked down his nose, “I know I got a good look.”

“Dude, what is your problem?”

“You sure moved on quick,” he growled.

“Is this about Sam, really?”

“No, this is about you,” he countered, “about the scum you’re bringing into your bed and our neighbourhood.”

“Fuck off and mind your own business,” you spat and stormed away.

You marched down the sidewalk and across your yard. You slammed your front door behind you and locked it as you steamed. It was none of Bucky’s business who you were fucking. What did he care? Even if he did work with your ex, it was none of his business. You and Sam divorced over a year ago.

A knock came at the door, more a pounding. Really? Was he that desperate to be right? You ignored him and took your phone from the counter. You paired with your speaker and turned on your favourite playlist. You turned on the faucet and started loading the plates into the soapy water. He’d go away when he realised you didn’t give a fuck.

You bopped your head to the beat as you scrubbed and loaded the rack with dripping dishes. The knocking soon faded and you dried off your hands with the checker cloth and hung it back on the bar. You scrolled through your phone for a better song but it slipped from your hand as suddenly your neck was constricted by damp fabric.

You kicked out as the dishcloth was twisted around your neck and you flailed against the hard body behind you. The music disguised the noise of your struggle as you slapped at the thick forearm that snaked around your middle.

“Bucky?” you choked out.

“Shut up,” he snarled as he turned you and pushed you against the wet counter.

“What are you--” he pulled the cloth tighter and stifled your voice.

He grabbed the top of your jeans and you wriggled as he struggled to get them down. Your feet slipped on the tile as you grasped at both the noose at your throat and the edge of the counter. He jerked your body as he forced the denim to your knees and yanked down your panties just as roughly.

“Wha--” you coughed as he pushed his arm against your back and bent you over the sink, “But---you’re married-- Anna--”

“This isn’t about that,” he snarled and shifted behind you, his fly biting your flesh as he rolled down his own pants, “this is about you.”

“St--” he twisted the ends of the cloth again and your head bulged from the lack of air.

“Shhhh,” he leaned over you as the song faded out and another came on.

Sugar pie, Honey bunch…

He lined himself up and pulled your leg back. He held your head down by the faucet as he felt around and guided his tip to your entrance. You kicked wildly but not hard as your lungs burned. He slammed into you and your hips hit the counter so hard you thought they might break. He thrust again, harder, and your eyes watered.

“What are you gonna do?” he hissed as he rutted into you, “you gonna tell my wife? You think she’d believe you? You think she doesn’t see that prick driving up to your house every night? Everyone knows what a slut you are.”

You gulped up air as he loosened the cloth for a moment but before you could scream he tightened it again. He grabbed your chin with his other hand as he crashed into your over and over. He made you look out the window over your sink at the serene sight of the breeze rippling over green grass.

“No one will believe you,” he rasped and hummed as he held back a groan, “they’re all clueless, you hear that? They’re in their gardens, they’re at their barbecues, and here you are, just like a whore.”

Your eyes rolled back as your vision spotted and your temples throbbed. Your body was jolted with each rock of his hips and soon your toes didn’t even meet the floor. You faded into an agonized daze, hardly aware of his relentless pace.

“You’ll know,” he growled, “I’ll make sure you never forget this.”

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itsbeaconhillsbaby · 3 years

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a luminous love || tom holland x reader

a/n: I feel like I should apologise for the length of this. I was not intending for it to be as long as it’s ended up, but I hope that doesn't put anyone off! there is also a follow up of this planned: the subsequent road-trip. both are definitely stand alone’s but there will be a few casual nods to this fic throughout. i’m thinking of doing a couple shorter blurb style fics as these longer ones take up a bit more time to plan and write. also looking to delve into my angsty side after doing so many slice of life, fluff pieces. let me know what you think, thank you all for reading and being amazing as always! come chat! x

word count: 2556 warnings: alcohol use summary: its the annual summer BBQ extravaganza at the holland household

The patio doors were wide open, folded in on themselves as shimmering golden sunlight enveloped the kitchen. Sunbeams glinted off the mirrors and glass surfaces, rainbows dancing around the open space. Light music was playing from a portable speaker, the birds chirping along to the soothing tones. You could hear voices all talking over one another, loud laughter and a dog barking. From your position in the hallway you could see people sheltering in the shaded kitchen from the sweltering heat that was London on a glorious summer day. Bodies filtered in and out through the large open space, congregating both inside and out. You felt a gentle squeeze of your hand. Taking your eyes off the crowded room and glancing up, you saw tom had rested his bag in the hallway, and was waiting for you to do the same. “You okay?” he asked, as you stepped out of your trance and copied Tom’s actions, “It’s only the family, you’ve met them before - and a couple family friends...” he trailed off. “Oh.No, I’m excited I promise!” you reassured him. Tom grasped your shoulders, spinning you round slightly so you were standing directly in front of him, your bodies touching. His smile widened, pressing a feather light kiss to the top of your head, “I got you.” You leaned into the kiss, closing your eyes quickly as you soaked up the closeness. You picked up the discarded gift bag, lost in amongst the jumble of things you and Tom had brought in for your quick stay at the Holland household. He entwined your fingers together, rubbing the back of your hand slightly with his thumb before jerking his head questioningly, ready to face the onslaught? you nodded, grinning. Pulling him in close beside you, he stretched his entwined hand across the back of your neck and up over your shoulder casually. “You weren’t having a summer Holland BBQ without your favourite, right?!” he bellows, as you both appear in the kitchen entry way. A myriad of eyes darted over to the pair of you, everything stilling for a millisecond. Even Tessa dropped her ball. Then the place erupted. “Oh honey!” “Ayy, about time guys.” “Favourite? yeah right!” “Only in your dreams you div.” “Oh look who he brought!! Thank god, I needed someone to talk about...” “My favourite non-Holland!” The cacophony of voices echoed around the room, people whooping and hollering before finishing their previous conversations. With another light squeeze, you feel the weight of Tom’s arm disappear from around you. His fingers ghosted across your back before he was hugging his brothers, pulling out high fives and fist bumps. You found yourself immediately enveloped into a perfume filled, soft hug, Nikki running a hand through your hair complimenting the slightly lighter colouring, “- I’m so glad you could both make it! I was worried you’d miss out what with your trip but it looks like we were just in time.” You were heading on a road-trip up to Scotland to visit your family since Tom had some proper free time off work, him wanting to drive and explore some pretty hidden routes with you. You’d decided to stop off for a night at his family’s house before heading off the next again morning. “We wouldn’t miss it! Yearly tradition and all, also it’s just a wee thing but please just accept it no questions.” Nikki pulls a face at the gift bag, “You don’t have to do that, you’re family - no need for gifts!” You can feel yourself falling into a grin at the comment before thanking her for letting you stay the night and for the amazing spread. You hear the pitter patter of tiny feet on the tiled floor, before your four-legged friend jumped up on her hind legs, tail thumping the ground and front legs pawing at yours. “Oh hi baby, hi Tess!” you coo softly, kneeling on one knee to stretch behind her ear and rub her belly as she continued to hop on her back legs, her tongue sticking out to lick your face. Her ears suddenly pricked at a whistle, and both your heads turned as she noticed Tom - immediately forgetting about you and bounding over to him. He sticks his tongue out at you menacingly. You rolled your eyes, grinning as you stand back up again. Nikki leading you to a group of people gathered around the island, “Anyway! Let’s get you a drink and introduce you to some friends! Tell us how you’ve been, it’s been so long.” //// You were laughing with the twins, watching Paddy show some of his new football tricks. Tessa was trying to get in on the action, pink tongue hanging out as she ran around you all. You’d already been handed plenty of drink, a table set up in the corner of the kitchen with every kind of spirit laid out for guests to help themselves to. Massive beer crates were stacked next to the fridge, clearly on a rotation. You had met and talked with so many family friends already, before the groups dispersed and you were waved over by some familiar faces. The boys were taking up a whole section of the garden with their games. Far away from the BBQ and food, as directed by Dom. “What do you say to a game of beer pong?” Harry asked you, shaking out some of the curls that were beginning to stick to his forehead in the sweltering sunshine, “Bet a tenner I’ll sink you.” You laugh, smirking, “Alright kids, you’re on!” He groaned, “I hate that nickname, you’re older than us by literally two months!” Paddy acts as referee as you and Sam pair up against Harry and Harrison who were already squabbling about each other’s techniques. As you watched your last shot dive into the cup, bopping about slightly, you cheer loudly. The competition, beer drinking and sun already heating up your cheeks, staining them pink. You hug Sam in celebration and made a beeline to Harrison for a commiseration’s handshake-turned-hug, hearing Harry to have it out with his twin next to you. “Cough up, bro.” You held out your hand upright as Harry begrudgingly slapped the ten pounds into your hand. You all start laughing as Harry downs the last cup, not before sloshing it all down himself. //// You’re lounging in a deckchair, listening to some childhood stories of the boys until you feel a shadow block your sun. “Hey darling, you alright?” He hands you two platefuls of food before pulling up an empty deckchair beside you. “Hey! So good. Warning I’ve definitely had more than my fair share of your gross beer.” You thank him for the food, pressing a soft and quick kiss to his cheek as he chuckled at you. He had already taken to the sun, his face now painted with a sun kissed glow. You take a minute, swallowing slightly as you take him in. The food plates resting on your lap, he lounges back slightly, a bottle of beer in one hand. Tess immediately jumps into his shorts clad lap, his striped linen shirt was unbuttoned and his dog tags shifted as she lay down, panting and eyes softly blinking in the sun, mouth upturned as if she was smiling. “You look good.” You whisper as you pass across his food, trying to avoid Tess’s eager snout as you did so. He quirks an eyebrow, “Oh really?” he laughs, “How many beers have you had exactly?” “Well, I played beer pong with your brothers...” He nods his head in understanding, smirking at the slight wobble in your voice. “Did you win?” “You bet I did!” The hand that was resting on Tess’s back he instead used to high-five you, laughing as he turned his head in search of his brothers. That same hand now resting on your bare thigh comfortably as his leg leant against yours. “Well, if you’ve got another round in you later...we can beat them again?” You agree enthusiastically, knowing that you’d be at a slight disadvantage seeing as the sun and alcohol was already going to your head, but that Tom would carry your team easily. More people gather round the two of you with their plates of food, engaging in conversation about golf, work, filming etc kindly including you in their conversations as you munched on your food, hoping it would soak up a little bit of the alcohol. You soon found yourselves back indoors, stomachs nice and full, as you took a break from the sun. Tom was leaning back into the arm of the sofa, wrapping his arm around your back and resting it on the opposite side of you, pulling you super close. He was talking animatedly to the man on his left, one of Dominic’s friends that you’d been introduced to earlier. You were fiddling with Toms tags, lightly dragging them back and forth on their chain as he conversed about his latest job. “I found it!” Nikki announced as she made her way over to the sofa, everyone shifting up as she squeezed in-between you and Harrison’s girlfriend, who you’d been chatting with on the opposite side of the couch. Tom groaned. “Not another one mum! I’m surprised you still have any left to show at this point.” Nikki ignored his objections before pulling open the photo album, and immediately you were taken in by the cute small toddler in a variety of places around the house; in the bath, under the christmas tree, in his high chair with chocolate birthday cake all round his face, outside in the grass on a blanket - giant smile plastered across his little face. Tom had rested his chin on your head, peeking over you. His cold tags making your back flinch slightly at the change in temperature. you cooed and laughed along with her as she took you through the book, telling you stories about her eldest, mischievous son. You could feel the vibrations against you as he laughed at different pictures, his mum leaning across to ruffle his hair. “You two would have the cutest kids, I’m just saying-“ Nikki blurted out. Tom groaned and immediately pulls himself and you up off the couch, “-I’m just saying! Tom!” “Oh, here we go! Mum you’re cut off,” he says laughing, guiding you back out into the sunshine, and past the BBQ, “Dad, mums at it again.” Dom sighs, then laughs before heading inside, “What has got into her!” You stifle a giggle, Tom with a hand on either shoulder his body pressed flush against you as he propelled you through the throng of people gathered round a fire pit, and led you back to the beer pong table. “Please ignore everything my mother just said.” You spin around quickly so you’re chest to chest. Bringing a hand up to cup the back of his neck as you pull him down just slightly, whispering in his ear, “Whilst we’re definitely not ready for kids yet, I’m definitely not against some practice in techniques...are you?” He pulls his head back sharply, golden eyes coming to life in the glittering sun. His entire face breaks out into a smile, “You’re such a tease, move it!”

Spinning you back around, he presses you forward brushing your hair behind your shoulder as he sinks some light kisses into the side of your neck, as you both continue towards the beer pong. You pretend to shove him off, his breath tickling your cheek.

“PDA! PDA! Ew, get a room guys!” Paddy jokes, cupping his hand around his mouth and announcing to the garden. “What are you, twelve?! That’s it Pads!” Tom suddenly bounds away from you, leading to a chase as Paddy runs nimbly around the garden; dodging people, chairs, cups and plates - Tom hot on his heels. You burst out laughing, shaking your head as Tom lifted Paddy, chucking him over his shoulder. You sat yourself down on the dry grass, waiting for the boys to finish their play fighting. As you do, you feel a soft body lean itself against you, tail hitting off your legs. “Hey baby,” you murmur, clapping and stoking Tess as she lay belly up in the sun, “Whose a clever girl?” //// “Here.” You sit up, having been lying on the grass since the latest beer pong match which led to copious amounts of drinking games. You’d questioned if the world would stop spinning if you lay down, a chorus of laughter coming from the boys and their friends. Tom passes you a glass of ice-cold water which you gratefully take, before hunkering down next to you himself, sitting with his knees up and his arms clasped around them. You take a couple sips before balancing your cup in the tufts of grass, he opens up one of his arms and you cuddle into him. “Your brothers suck,” you joke, the water chasing away your light headache. He laughs. “Thank you for pushing our trip back to fit this in,” You rest your head on his shoulder and look out at all the people, still having a great time despite the fact the sun was slowly disappearing below the trees. “Tom. Of course, my folks completely understand. I love your family and you don’t always get the time off to see them. What’s one extra day, hm?” He turns his face to look at you and you lift your head off his shoulder. You had a spattering of pink across your cheekbones and nose, your freckles peeking out. Your hair was falling out of its messy half up-do. yes twinkling as you looked up at him through your lashes. His hand brushed against your hair and the side of your face before he tilted your chin upwards and took your mouth in his, brushing his lips against yours. You smiled into the kiss, letting him press soft clusters of kisses on your nose and cheekbones. You laugh and bring him back to the centre. “I love you,” he announced, taking a breath before kissing you again - you unconsciously reached for the back of his neck to pull yourself in closer. “I love you too.” you sigh, shifting yourself to now lie between Toms’ legs. letting him whisper soothing words into your ears, of all the places you were going to visit on your trip.

“Oi lovebirds,” Harry comes bouncing over to the two of you. Tom leaning back on his elbows as you sit comfortably between his legs, him tightening them around you.

“I took these. Thought you might like them. Who’d of thought? You guys actually look really cute.” You hit his arm, as he dramatically yelps and rubs at the attacked area.

He held out the polaroid’s as Tom balanced on one elbow, shifting his weight to the left as he reached out and took the pictures.

“These are actually sick Haz, thanks bro!” He shifts back, sitting up with your back pressed flush to his stomach as he brought his arms round for you both to look at the small collection of photographs Harry had taken throughout the day.

You smile wide at the joy and love plastered on your faces, a tiny miniature you beaming up at your goofy boyfriend squinting in the sunlight. You feel Tom’s arms wrap around you tighter. breathing each other in, you feel him relax behind you, you trace patterns along his sun kissed skin with your fingers as the sun begins to paint the sky in gorgeous oranges and pinks.

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