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joonberriess · 3 months

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LOVIN’ YOU ౨ৎ ‧₊˚

TAGS — unprotected sex, nasty sex, late valentines gift, rough sex, romantic(?), daddy kink, dirty talk, breeding kink, possessive!jk, baby no. 2 might have been made here, spoiler: it was, jk is meannnnn, heavy dom-sub vibes, edging, fingering, oc loves being degraded for being a whore for jk, it gets super soft, love making, oc is a bratty sub in this one, heavy degradation, slut shaming(?), oc wants to CUCK jk as a joke but he gets his lick back on her lmao, PET NAMESSS, this is a spin-off from the main series of flawless!

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“Happy anniversary love.” Jungkook sleepily mumbles as he passes by. He leans over to land a kiss on your forehead, his hand slips from the back of your waist and over your hip settling with a gentle squeeze.

You tilt your head and rest it against his bicep while brushing your teeth. We look good, you think while admiring Jungkook’s bare form. He had decided to forgo a sleeping shirt last night and chose only his slutty silk pajamas you had both bought together on a whim. You were wrapped up in a baby pink robe with a pretty little night slip underneath.

“Is Jae awake,” you softly ask while admiring your appearance in the luxurious mirror. Jungkook says something but you’re busy rinsing your mouth out so you don’t catch it, and by the time you come back up he’s brushing his own teeth with a silly little smile on his face.

“What?” You purse your lips, “What’s so funny?” He shakes his head and spits out the paste from his mouth leaving you a bit annoyed at your husband’s antics. “Hmph.”

You lay your head back on his bicep again and lift your phone up to snap a picture of the two of you. “Say cheese,” you softly giggle while zooming in on his face, bursting out into laughter as Jungkook gives you a foamy smile.

You peep the way your diamond ring and wedding band glistens under the sunlight pouring in through the open french doors, Jungkook’s own wedding band shining just as bright too. You wrap your ringed hand around him and snap a few more pictures for later. “Jungkook–you’re making a mess.” You sigh as water droplets hit your thighs from his little mouth rinsing session.

“Sorry.” Jungkook wipes his face down with a towel and nods in approval at something, “All the little old French ladies are gonna be all over me, aren’t you worried someone’s gonna take me away sweetheart?” He tenderly cups your cheeks and squeezes.

This certainly has your brow raising in question, “Aren’t you worried a French man is going to take me away? What if he whisks me off to the Eiffel Tower and proposes to me? Hm?” You play at his game, watching in satisfaction as a twinge of possessiveness and jealousy spark in his dark onyx eyes.

“Take you? Baby over my dead body,” he tugs you in and holds you against him, “wish a motherfucker would..” He grunts under his breath, the tone sends a delicious little shiver down your spine. You swear you have a second heartbeat right now, you just loved when he got like this.

His big greedy hands grab handfuls of your ass through the flimsy little thong you were wearing under your night slip. A tiny gasp slips from your lips as he abruptly smacks both cheeks making you jump just a little. “Bet you don’t like that huh?” You softly smirk. Jungkook grumbles like you already know the answer to that.

He leans down to leave a flurry of kisses all over your neck and shoulder, irritably growling when your robe gets in the way as he tugs the entire thing off. “Just the fuckin’ thought of someone putting their hands on you pisses me off sweetheart—not everyone should have the luxury of being blessed with your soft little cunt and perky ass.” He whispers darkly in your ear.

“You like that? Like hearing how much I love this slutty body? It makes me never wanna let you leave those sheets darling, especially with how good you looked for me on the bed last night.” Jungkook wraps his lips around a hickey he left last night, immediately he starts sucking on it with the intention of making it darker.

You mewl softly at his words and bite your lip, “You know I don’t want anyone else,” you flutter your lashes coyly, “ ‘s the only cock I’ll ever need daddy, no one can fuck me like you do,” you lean up to whisper low and sultry in his ear, “so show them who I belong to.”

Jungkook groans at your seductive tone and hauls you up by the back of your thighs, “Ain’t I just the luckiest bastard sweetheart? What’d I do to deserve such a pretty little thing like you?” He muses while untying the bow holding your robe together.

Your robe falls apart, unveiling your tits as if they were a piece of artwork for Jungkook’s hungry eyes to feast on. He licks his lips darkly, eyes briefly flickering up to stare into your own. “Please daddy.” You softly say while spreading your legs wider, hooking your ankles together behind his strong muscular back, tugging him closer to you.

“Why should I? Thought your little french boy’s can do it better than me?” He huskily whispers, hot breath hovering over your pebbled nipple, “Will he fuck you the way I do? Have you screaming and shaking? More importantly sweetheart,” he whispers low, “will he be able to satisfy you the way I can?” He engulfs your nipple in his mouth.

You bite your lip and lean your head back while running your fingers through his hair. “I don’t know, will he?” You breathily whisper, breath hitched when Jungkook uses a hint of teeth on your sore teat. “Maybe he can, I’ll even put on a show for you daddy—so you can see how pretty I look taking someone else’s cock.”

Jungkook’s grip tightens to the point that the pressure has you squirming, “What’s the matter daddy? Thought you wanted to see how pretty I look hanging off a cock.”

“Fuckin’ minx,” he growls pulling away from your wet nipple, “that what you want? You gonna let your daddy watch someone else stuff their dick into that whore-ish cunt of yours? Is that it sweetheart? Baby wants to be a whore?” He lands a punishing smack against your ass cheek, causing it to echo loudly in the otherwise quiet bathroom.

You arch your back and whine, “For you,” you mewl softly, “only you daddy.” You finally gave in because the tension was rising and it was proving too much to handle. Jungkook didn’t give a fuck, he could play it that game—far worse too.

“Now it’s only me huh? Where’d my little whore go hm? The one who wanted to put on a show for her daddy?” He cups your chin and squeezes your cheeks together, “Hm?”

You whine again but he doesn’t let up on your suffering, “Not so bold now, huh sweetheart? Cat got your tongue baby?” He leans in, mocking your little whines in his own husky voice which immediately has you slicking up. “Why the pout?” He smirks like he isn’t the one responsible for this sweet torture.

“Because..”

“Because,” he mocks with a pout while squeezing your chin and such, waiting for a coherent answer. “Haven’t even fucked you yet and you’re a mess.”

You bite your lip at his mean tone and arch into his touch, desperately wiggling and bucking your hips just to feel— you’ll take anything at this point. Jungkook stops you with his hand and holds you still, “Look at you, humping me like a little bitch in heat.” He cruelly chuckles.

“Jungkook,” you softly sob, they’re not real tears anyways but still it’s not fair that he’s not giving you the fucking you deserve. At least a good dick sucking session would suffice but you can’t even have that. ;(

“Say it,” he reaches down to cup you through your thong, “say you’re mine sweet girl,” he purrs.

Your lips part in a small ‘o’ as his fingers breach your soaked thong, he dips them in teasingly with his fingertips brushing against your poor clit. “ ‘m yours, only yours.” You whimper softly, “Please..? Want your fingers daddy,” you wiggle around again.

Your devious husband doesn’t even warn you before he’s plunging his fingers into your sopping cunt. A breathless cry escapes and you toss your head back from the sudden burst of hot pleasure in your loins, “Mm..!”

Jungkook doesn’t even let you compose yourself before he’s curling his ring and index finger up to brush against your g-spot. He has no problem really, he knows your little cunt like the back of his hand, he’ll have you dripping in no time. “Like this? Or like this?” He suddenly stops and shifts away from your sensitive spot.

While it felt heavenly, nothing compared to Jungkook finger-fucking you into oblivion while hitting your g-spot over and over again. You find yourself panting hotly while scrambling to get a grip on his arm, “Yes..! Like that, please,” you softly cry out. You desperately roll your hips up, your pussy greedily swallowing up every inch of those thick fingers of his.

“That feel good?” He coos while tilting your face with his free hand, “Look at me sweetheart, I wanna watch you fall apart on my fingers for me like a good girl.”

You whimper when he says “good girl” it has your stomach fluttering all over again as you arch into his touch. He switches up his pace and fucks his fingers in deeper and deeper until he’s knuckle-deep inside that sopping cunt. Endless copious amounts of slick dribble down your pussy to your ass, making a real mess on that white marble counter..

“J-Jungkook..!” You breath out while digging your nails into his wrist, the pleasure was beginning to rise higher and higher, only making that little knot in your stomach tighten with each stroke.

Your husband doesn’t seem to mind you falling apart like that, in fact he speeds his pace up and rapidly fucks his fingers into your cunt. You’re literally letting out dribbles of squirt each time he fucks them back in, the pressure in your lower belly and the air around you turns hot. You find yourself shaking under his rough ministrations.

“C-Coming,” you gasp loudly, feeling as if the wind had been knocked out of you.

Right as your pussy reaches that sweet abyss, Jungkook suddenly yanks his fingers out leaving your pussy gaping around nothing. You sob in frustration and let your head hit the mirror with a dull thud, “ ‘s not fair!”

Jungkook wipes his digits over your pussy before holding them up to your lips, “Suck.” He leaves no room for argument as you obediently take his fingers into your mouth and lick them clean. He watches with a dark expression, “Good girl, that’s enough. Next time you wanna play like that make sure you can handle the heat sweetheart. Cute.” He smirks evilly as he pats your cheek and heads out of the bathroom.

You bite back a groan of frustration, the edging is so going to be worth it in the long run though.. You lick your lips and hop off the counter on shaky legs, your orgasm may have been ruined but you still had a few things in your head that you wanted to try out on your dear husband.

“What’s wrong my love?” Jungkook asks from behind you as he gently massages your aching feet, “Is it the heels? You should’ve taken my shoes baby.” He softly mumbles.

It was nighttime by now and after a whole day of shopping and sight-seeing you were honestly ready to just hit the hay. Everytime he applied pressure on your sore tired feet, you couldn’t help the pained moan you’d let out. You were currently lying face down on the bed with your feet kicked back on Jungkook’s lap, just enjoying that foot rub.

“I’m okay, I was having too much fun to notice.” You softly reply while tilting your head to look back at him, “.. Jungkookie, I kind of had something on my mind—well it’s been in there for a good while now.” You softly admit.

“Okay,” he softly replies, ready and attentive.

You fully turn around and crawl over to sit on his lap, “What if we have another baby?” You toy with his necklace and pout, “It’s just that… Jae’s getting older and the house feels a little lonely now that he hangs out with friends and stuff..”

“So my sweetheart wants a baby?” He says with a soft look in his eye.

You timidly nod and wrap your arms around his neck, “Think about it, another mini-us running around the house like Jae used to,” you chuckle, “you remember when he was a devious devil…always getting into your office even though I told him not to,” you say fondly.

He chuckles endearingly, “Of course I remember baby, those were the best years of my life—raising him and coming home to you.”

“Soooo, that’s why I think it’d be a great idea to have another baby!” You giggle happily while smooching over his lips, “Cos you’re not gettin’ any younger, old man.” You stick your tongue out teasingly.

Jungkook throws his head back with a laugh, “You’ve been hanging out with Jae too much, but no, unfortunately you’re stuck with this old man.” He snorts despite not really being THAT old like his own son made him out to be.

“You’re MY old man though,” you kiss his nose gently, “and I wouldn’t have it any other way.” You cheekily grin.

He brings you in for a tender kiss, laying gentle pecks over your lips until you’re whining for him to stop. “I love you sweetheart.” He murmurs softly while stroking your hair, “I’m glad you decided to stick around, don’t know what I’d do without you.”

“I mean, did I really have a CHOICE?” You roll your eyes with a smile, “I’m kidding love, you know I would do it all over again for you. Nothing in the world could ever change that.” You softly say and bring him closer.

Jungkook doesn’t protest when your lips meet, he wraps his arms around your back as his eyes slip shut. The kiss itself feels magical and you can’t help but wrap your arms tighter around him in a loving embrace. You break from the kiss to catch your breath, there’s a small string of saliva that connects your lips.

“C’mere.” Jungkook mumbles and brings you back in for another sweet kiss. He slowly falls back onto the bed and brings you with him, never parting from the messy spit-slick kiss.

You and Jungkook don’t last long just kissing because you find yourself tugging on his clothes and helping him strip vice-versa. The two of you find yourselves under the warm silky sheets, and a rose-scented aroma that fills the entire room after Jungkook decides to light the candle on a whim.

The sheer intimacy of it all, you’re not in a rush this time—this time is something meaningful. You can’t really find it in yourself to come out of that little romantic bubble right now, everything just wants to make you cry. It literally makes your heart hurt over how sweet and loving Jungkook is…what did you do to deserve him?

“Hi.” You softly say when Jungkook and you come face to face after kissing for what seemed like hours.

“Hi beautiful.” He nuzzles your nose gently and presses his forehead against yours.

You blush shyly and look away, “Yah, just shut up and give me my baby already.. All that talk and no action,” you giggle, “pussy isn’t gonna breed itself.” Jungkook’s mouth drops open at what you say and it sends you reeling into explosive laughter.

“Where did my sweetheart go huh? ‘S like a little devil just popped in to say hi,” he recovers from the initial shock with a low chuckle, “you’re gonna send me to an early grave.” He groans.

You lean down to whisper in his ear, “C’mon, I know you wanna fuck me till I catch—till I’m full and round with our baby again.” You purr cupping his jawline, “Turns you on doesn’t it? Knowing damn well that’s your baby you put in me.”

He swallows harshly and nods, “Love it sweetheart, I’ll die a happy man knowing that I got to put my kids in you before any other bastard could.” He growls.

“Then get to it,” you softly coo, “or I’ll find someone else to do the job for you.”

That turns him on like a switch, he flips the two of you over and pins your arms above your head with a dark look. “Yeah? Guess I gotta show you what you’d be missing then baby,” he takes a hold of his cock and slaps the wet tip over your pussy, “gonna make sure you’re filled by the end of the night.”

You moan softly at his words and spread your legs wider, “I want it—every last drop of it daddy, want you to breed me.” You pout softly while pursing your lips for a kiss.

He kisses you like a princess but fucks you like a whore, which is what you LOVED about him. You reach down to stroke his hard cock, running your thumb over the leaky tip and over every vein on his shaft. He looks like he’s in bliss as he bites his bottom lip and watches you with hooded eyes.

“Want it in me,” you softly say while rubbing his cock through your soft squishy folds, “can I please?”

“Fuck—anything you want babydoll.”

You give him the most precious smile ever and then push his cock towards your greedy hole. You easily take the head with ease as it pops in slowly. The two of you hiss low at the pressure as Jungkook slips inch after inch into your pussy.

“More, please,” you breathlessly sigh while laying your head back on the soft pillow.

Jungkook doesn’t even think he has the strength to say no to begin with. He holds himself up over you while slowly bumping his hips into yours. His cock is utterly drenched with your slick, the slide is messy and loud whenever he bottoms out.

“Fuck,” he hisses and drops down to his elbows as he cages you in, “you feel so fucking good sweetheart.”

His balls are pressed snug, showing you that he really is taking this breeding thing seriously—more than ever now because you both have a mutual goal in mind. “It’s okay daddy,” you softly say, “I can take it.”

Jungkook pauses to look at you, damn near cursing when he sees that expression you got on your face. He hooks your thighs over his arms and folds you into a mating press with your hips tilted up, “There you go sweetheart, jus’ relax ‘n take it for me sweetheart.”

He whispers more praises under his breath while rocking into you gently. His pace doesn’t seem to stay the same because gradually he begins speeding up. Much like yesterday he really lets hell rain on your poor cunt.

You whimper and cry out while holding on with your toes curled from the pleasure. He doesn’t even bother with teasing or anything because he hits that sweet spot inside of you relentlessly. Each time he drives his cock in there’s a lewd wet smack, and the noises only get louder from there.

“T-There..! Don’t stop, please,” you whimper and grit your teeth, “feels so good..”

Jungkook huffs quietly and leans down to kiss over your bruised neck, “Yeah baby? You gonna let me fill that pussy up till you’re dripping? Gonna let me use it till I’m done?”

“Yes!” You gasp, “Anything for you,”

“For me?” He coos as he cups your chin and tilts your face to him, “Cute.” He smirks softly and continues fucking into you relentlessly.

The smacking sounds get louder and the bed creaks from force. You quite literally are seeing stars as he rocks your entire world, you can’t even form a coherent sentence let alone see through your starry vision.

“Jungkook..!” You whimper through your moans, “ ‘m gonna cum, please,” you sob as the tension begins rising, “can I, please daddy?” You whine out while gritting your teeth.

He stops to let your legs fall from his grip as he changes the pace and grabs onto your soft hips. He uses it as leverage to fuck into your cunt with repeated wet smacks. “Go on,” he grunts, “cum for me.” He spits between the two of you, right where your pussy opens up beautifully for him as he slides his thumb over your slippery clit.

Your mouth falls open when he rubs side to side in tandem with his thrusts. Your back arches and the air gets knocked out of you as you cum with intense waves of pleasure. “Jungkook,” you mewl desperately while pawing at him.

He doesn’t stop rubbing your clit until you go silent and your weak hands push at his wrist again. He growls low and rubs the sensitive bud faster until you’re drenching his lap and the sheets slick. His eyes briefly flicker up to see that you’re in bliss right now.

You feel the telltale signs of his orgasm as his cock throbs painfully inside of you. It only takes a few more pumps until Jungkook’s pressing his hips tight against you and milking every drop of his cum. His ragged moans and breathing have you getting wet all over again.

“Mm..” You tiredly let your hands flop on the bed, “I’m so sleepy..” You softly say.

Jungkook quietly grunts, “Just rest, I got you.”

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

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spiltcandycoatedpunkblood · 1 year

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imagine unwittingly meeting your dad for the first time and it's because you got kidnapped for exposing your telepathic abilities and that without realising it's because your long lost brother went rogue and is killing people and he needs you to kill your brother after ditching you on the streets for years, trash talks you for why you ended up like this and what you really are, says you can use your power for 'good' (aka be an unquestioning pawn for him), tortures you as a sideshow act with a whole bunch of people's thoughts inside your head in the same damn room, gives you a drug to help blank them out temporarily which clearly could lead to addiction and dependency which also turns out to be the drug that your mother was given during her pregnancies by your father for scientific experimentation purposes and turned you and your brother into what you are now. also he institutionalised your brother and now he's on a full on psychic rampage to create an army of super soldiers in revenge. father of the year, truly.

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dear-b0y · 4 months

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"ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ɢᴇᴛ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴅɪsʀᴇsᴘᴇᴄᴛɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ?"

lucifer x m!reader

CW: AMAB reader, degrading, hair pulling, rough fucking, org. denial, a dash of praise. NSFW BELOW THE CUT.

shitty writing

'You have been quite arrogant and disrespectful lately,” Lucifer's voice rings through the room, causing a thrill to race through you. “Do you really think you can just get away with it?” he continues, his tone dripping with authority.

Your eyebrows furrow as you reply, “As if i’d obey you, stupid. It’s funny how you go around acting like you own me.”

Before you can even comprehend what's happening, Lucifer has grabbed you by the hair, pulling you closer to him, his lips pressed against yours in a searing kiss. You let out a pleasured and suprised moan into his mouth, feeling his hands trail down your body, his touch igniting a fire within you.

“Wrong answer,” he growls, his voice low and dangerous. He pushes you down onto his bed, pinning you down with his larger hands. “You need to be taught a damn lesson.” he says, his fingers tracing down your chest and rubbing your nipples as his other hand teasingly circles your hardening cock.

“Fuck—!” you gasp and your body instinctively jerks away, but it only seems to intensify his grip on you. “Don't even think about escaping, brat,” Lucifer says, his voice laced with that lustfulness you’ll never get tired of. “You asked for this.”

With one swift motion, he pulls your pants down, exposing your bare ass to him. “Spread your legs wider,” he commands, and you obey, knowing there's no use in resisting (besides maybe more roughness).

Lucifer smirks as he brings his hand down, spanking you hard, making you yelp in surprise and pleasure. “You like that, don't you, bitch boy?” he taunts, striking you repeatedly, each time making your body tingle and twitch. Your meek voice squeaks as his hand comes in contact with your ass. His tongue comes in contact with your ear as he whispers,

“I want to see how many dirty words I can make you moan while I fuck that mouth of yours. I want to see you take all of me, choking on my cock as I push it deeper and deeper down your throat.”

You moan, begging him to touch you, to give you some relief. He chuckles darkly, knowing how needy you must be feeling. His gloved fingers slip under the waistband of your boxers and take out your hard cock, his thumb rubbing the tip. The gloves heighten the sensation, making your legs tremble.

Then, two fingers rub your needy hole and makes you shiver. As if your body knows he’s made for you, it shyly swallows two of his fingers down to his knuckles. His fingers thrust in and out, but Lucifer purposely avoids your sweet spot.

“Please, Lucifer,” you whimper, your body trembling with need.

“Please what?” he asks, his hand still working you mercilessly.

“Please let me cum.” you gasp, your body aching with desire.

He releases a dark chuckle, his fingers moving faster, pushing you towards your release. “Beg for it, you whiny little brat.” he commands, his voice sending vibrations through your entire body.

You let out a strangled moan as his fingers suddenly hit against your prostate, making your toes curl and eyes roll back. “God, please,” you whine “Lucifer please I need it so bad, I promise i wont disobey you, i promise..!”

You hear him chuckle from behind and he teasingly bites your ear lobe before thrusting his fingers into you faster and harder. Lucifer’s lean body presses against you to keep you still while you moan and whine. As your mouth is open his other fingers press against your tongue,

“Quiet down. Do you want everyone to know what a slut you are? How desperate you are to feel good?”

You shake your head no as your eyes tear up, you were so, so close. Until, you don’t feel that release. You pant and look back over your shoulder as the build-up goes down and you feel that ache.

With a satisfied smirk, Lucifer pulls away, leaving you breathless and exhausted on the bed.

“Next time I’ll make sure to put you through torture, this was just a warning.”

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xx-like-a-villian-xx · 3 months

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I'd Love To Watch

You’re forced to share a room with Noah and he wonders what book you’re reading.

This one is for all my dark romance reading babes, stay slay 🥀

My ao3 is HERE

Also let me know if you want to be tagged in anything upcoming posts, (I have so many WIPs)

CW: one bed trope (ugh my fave), mentions of dark romance, fingering, Noah is a MUNCH, squirting, forced proximity (let me know if I need to add any more)

18+ MDNI | Noah Sebastian x Reader

“Are you kidding me?” You groan, staring at the second suitcase in the bedroom that you called dibs on when you arrived at the Airbnb. “Matt, who put their shit in my room?” You call out to your best friend and tour manager who walks towards you, a smug smirk on his face.

”Well Noah kept saying he would take the couch but there’s a California King in there so I told him he should just bunk in with you tonight.” He leans against the doorframe, grinning. “Call it team building.”

”Team building?” You scoff, exasperated.

All you want is one night to yourself without being stuck in a bus full of sweaty guys and Matt thinks it's funny to let the man you’ve been trying to avoid all tour share your room.

Noah doesn’t like you, it’s been clear since day one. Every time he talks to you he’s so patronising and cocky it makes your blood boil but it’s not like you can say much. You’re just their merch girl after all, replaceable. If it wasn’t for Matt you wouldn’t even have the opportunity so you keep your mouth closed and stay out of Noah’s way unless it’s important.

“Does Noah know that we’re sharing?” You fold your arms over your chest, staring at your best friend.

Matt chuckles. “More than aware, he actually seemed fine with it.” Your eyebrow raises in surprise and he laughs. “Goodnight, Y/N.”

You watch Matt retreat to his room and get to work pulling your pyjamas out from your suitcase, locking yourself in the bathroom to get ready for what you now know is going to be a hell of a long night.

While brushing your teeth you hear someone shuffle into the bedroom and you groan internally. Spitting the toothpaste into the sink, you gather your discarded clothes from the day and take a deep breath before opening the en-suite door.

Noah is lying spread eagle on the bed, wearing a pair of basketball shorts with no top, scrolling on his phone. He doesn’t even acknowledge your presence when you put your things back into your suitcase. You roll your eyes, grabbing your book to sit in the window seat across from the bed for a while, quietly reading to yourself. The silence is thick and you can hear his heavy breathing, distracting you from your book.

Your eyes flick from the dark romance novel to the man on the bed, eyes trailing over the expanses of ink that cover his toned skin and you feel heat pooling in your core.

”Anyone ever told you it’s rude to stare?” His voice breaks you out of your trance and your eyes flick back to the words on the page.

You scoff. “I wasn’t staring, you just breathe really loud and it’s pissing me off.”

He chuckles darkly. “Yeah, sure thing sweetheart.”

The sound of movement reaches your ears but you daren’t look at him, lifting the book higher to hide your red face. Suddenly the novel is snatched from your hands and you scramble to grab it back from him.

”Heartless Heathens?” He hums, holding the book out of your reach as he reads the blurb then flicks through a couple of pages, eyes widening. “Jesus, Y/N. I didn’t realise you were into this kinky shit.”

Your face is tomato red, burning hot as you try to wrestle the book from his hands.

“Noah give me my book back!”

All he does is laugh, eyes flicking back and forth as he reads the page I had bookmarked. “Oh my god! ‘Does that tight pussy hurt when my fat cock stretches it out like this?’ Wow…”

His dark eyes meet yours and you squeeze them shut out of embarrassment, hiding your face with your hands.

”You like that shit, huh?” You can hear the amusement in his voice as steps forward, throwing the book down on the window seat. You want the ground to swallow you up when you feel him staring down at you.

You huff, removing your hands from your face. “Loads of people do, it’s just a book.”

“I mean, do you like that stuff? Guys talking to you like that in bed? Asking you if it hurts when they stretch you out on their cock?”

You laugh, he’s joking right? You look up at him and your mouth goes dry when you see his dark eyes, pupils blown wide with lust.

”I don’t know,” you shrug. “I haven’t been with anyone for a couple of years, I don’t really have the time.”

Noah looks taken aback at your words and his lips turn up into a smirk. “A pretty girl like you? Surely you have guys begging for a chance in every state we visit.”

You chortle, crossing your arms. “Unlike most guys, I don’t need sex.”

He scoffs, picking the book back up. “So you just read this casually?”

”Most of the time.”

”And the rest of the time?”

The hot flush returns to your cheeks, reaching the tips of your ears. “That’s none of your business.”

He starts to flick through the pages again, humming as he reads. “Can I take a guess?”

You roll your eyes. “Whatever, go ahead.” You throw yourself down onto the bed, sitting against the headboard as he paces, reading.

“I think you like this Corvin guy most, I can imagine you getting all hot and bothered when you read his parts and you can’t help but find yourself fingerfucking yourself in your bunk when everyone is asleep.” His head tilts when he stops to look at you, his eyes searching for the telltale signs of your arousal, grinning when he sees your thighs clench together. “Am I correct?”

You shake your head in disbelief. What’s his game and why is he trying to get under your skin over some book. Your underwear feels damp from the wetness that is pooling at your core from his words and you have to stop yourself from lunging at him, to either punch him or kiss him…you’re unsure which one would be more satisfying.

”C’mon Y/N, tell me.” He sits next to you, pointing at a section where the main character is riding Corvin. “Is this what you get off to?”

You feel all too hot and bothered with him sitting next to you with his shirt off, tattooed skin taunting you as he tries to coerce the secrets of your alone time out of you.

”If I wasn’t in here right now is that what you’d be doing? Getting off over your little dark romance book?”

”What’s your deal Noah? Why do you want to know about all this?” You sit up straighter and he lounges back, eyeing you humorously.

He shrugs. “It’s just cute that you read this horny stuff. I never took you as the type to get riled up by it, is all.”

”You’d be surprised.” You mumble and his eyebrows shoot up in surprise.

”You read worse?”

”Oh shut up, Noah. It’s just dumb fiction, why are we even still talking about this?”

He turns to his side, propping himself up on his elbow, eyes burning into the side of your head. “Because I can tell how hot and bothered you are right now and it’s kind of sexy, I must admit.”

You gulp at his words, staring straight ahead in a conscious effort not to look at him or all of your resolve might falter.

”So tell me, were you so pissed about having to share this room because you wanted some special alone time tonight with your little smut novel?”

You can feel his smirk and the tension in the room thickens, turning into a storm cloud of lust.

”You can still do it, you know.”

Your eyes finally dart to his smug face and your eyebrows furrow. “What?”

He shrugs casually. “You can still get yourself off, I could read to you if you want?”

Your swallow thickly, your core throbbing at his words. “No, that’s weird.”

Noah chuckles. “Masturbation isn’t we-“

”I fucking know that! What’s weird is you’re my boss and you’re offering to read to me while I make myself cum. Do you hear yourself?”

You can’t lie to yourself, the offer is almost too tempting. It’s not fair that the most attractive man you know is basically offering to help you get your rocks off but he hates you right? He’s always so moody and weird around you. Why is he being like this?

He sits up, scooting closer so your shoulders are touching and he leans close to your ear, his breath tickling the skin of your cheek. “Or I could tell you every wicked little fantasy I’ve had about you since you waltzed into the studio with Matt all those years back.’

Your eyebrows raise and you turn to him, his mouth just inches from yours. “You fantasise about me?”

He laughs, a smug sound that makes you want to punch him. “Oh yeah, my favourite is the one where I get to bend you over and rip apart those fishnets you love to wear, the ones with the lace flowers on.” His eyes darken as he reminisces over the lewd thoughts and your mind wanders.

How would it feel to have his hands all over you, tearing away those expensive tights that you adore? How would it feel to have him buried to the hilt inside you as he pushes your head into whatever surface he can find? Fuck its all too much.

”Noah, we shouldn’t talk about this stuff.” You try to reason with yourself but your resolve quickly disappears when his long inked finger trails up the bare skin of your thigh, stopping at the hem of your silky black pyjama shorts.

“Why? We’re both adults.” He smiles almost innocently.

”Because you don’t like me.”

He huffs out a laugh. “Since when? Didn’t I just tell you that I literally think about how I want to bend you over?”

You roll your eyes. “You literally talk to me like shit the majority of the time.”

”I like watching you squirm.” His smile is cocky and it only sends more electricity to your core because he’s right, he does make you squirm and you like it too.

A lust filled silence lingers in the air as he stares into your eyes, a smirk plastered on his lips.

”So do you still want to get yourself off, I’d love to watch.” He cocks an eyebrow and there it is, the last of your resolve leaving out the window.

”Fine.”

He’s like a kid in a candy shop when he sits up, watching you lie down on the bed. Your heart hammers in your chest as you close your eyes, trying to pretend he isn’t there. You slide the silk shorts down your legs, leaving the black lace thong on and your hand travels over the soft fabric, running over the damp patch that is only getting bigger.

You gasp when you slide your hand between the fabric, fingers slipping between your slick folds, easily finding the sensitive bundle of nerves that's been begging to be touched since you walked out of the bathroom to find Noah sprawled out shirtless on the bed. Oh how you wanted to just climb on top of him, to sink down on his cock like you owned him.

A quiet whimper escapes your lips when you circle your clit, slowly teasing yourself to the images of Noah’s cock buried deep inside your cunt. You feel him shift next to you to get a better look at your movements, how your fingers move under the dark lace of your panties. You hear him take a shaky breath and it sends shockwaves to your sensitive core.

“Does that feel good?” His voice is deep, coarse in your ear and you whine out a confirmation, moving your fingers faster over your clit. “God, you don’t know how good you sound. Do you like it when I talk to you?”

”Y-yes.” You sigh and he chuckles.

”Such a good girl.” He whispers, breath tickling your ear. “Do you want me to tell you what to do, huh? Do you want to be good for me and remove your underwear so I can see how you touch that pretty little pussy? God, I bet it’s so perfect.”

You whimper, using your spare hand to push the lace down your thighs, kicking them off as you toy with yourself. Noah leans forward, a hand landing on your thigh to pull your legs further apart and a feral groan leaves his throat when you spread yourself open for him to see just how wet you are, fingers covered in wet slick.

”Oh fuck, you look so good sweetheart. Show me how you bury those pretty fingers in there.”

You push two fingers into your core, the wet sound reaching your ears. You don’t think you’ve ever been this turned on in your life. You hear Noah’s breathing quicken as he watches you fuck yourself with your fingers, soft moans leaving your bitten lips.

”Doing so fucking well for me.” The praise feels like heaven when it meets your ears and you speed up, curling your fingers upwards. “Fuck, what I would do to bury my own fingers inside you.”

”Please.” You whine, opening your eyes to look at him, your breath coming out in pants when his lust blown eyes meet yours.

“Please what?” He smirks, tucking a piece of stray hair behind your ear as you find your clit again, rubbing your soaked fingers over the sensitive bud.

“I need your fingers inside me, please.” You’re so fucking needy and you can tell how much he gets off on it by how his smirk grows into a cruel grin and he holds his fingers against your plump lips.

”Are you gonna suck them for me? Get them nice and wet like the good little slut you are?” Your eyes roll back at his words and he gasps when your tongue swirls around the calloused pads of his fingers, soaking them with your saliva.

He pushes two long fingers into your warm mouth and you hollow your cheeks around them, staring up at him with innocent eyes that make his aching cock strain against his shorts. He pulls his fingers out with a pop and trails them down the valley of your clothed chest, down your navel to where your own fingers are still toying with your clit. Your eyes follow and your hand moves, giving him full access to where you need him most.

”You gonna watch me fuck you with my fingers huh?” He smiles sweetly, sliding his fingers up and down your drenched folds teasingly.

You nod, leaning up on your elbows to watch his slender fingers disappear between your folds, rubbing tight circles around your clit and you gasp his name, your mouth falling open at the immense pleasure. He chuckles, sliding them to your entrance to gather the wetness that pools there, moving back to your clit to play with it all too slowly.

”Please Noah.” You whine and he tuts.

”Be patient, I’ll get there. I want a better look.”

He moves to lie between your legs, pushing your legs further apart to get a good look at your glistening cunt. You can feel his breath hot against you and you could just cum right there without him even touching you, especially with how he looks up at you through those long lashes, eyes black and predatory like he wants to eat you whole.

“You’ve got such a perfect pussy, fuck.” He groans, pushes his long middle finger in, the dark ink disappearing inch by inch inside your cunt and you moan louder than expected, your hand flying to your mouth to keep yourself quiet. “Fuck, it feels so good, so soft.”

A second finger joins the first and he slowly curls them, finding that spot that leaves you seeing stars, your eyes rolling back, your head lolling back on your shoulders. His spare hand grips your inner thigh with a bruising hold and you're sure there will be bruises there tomorrow but you don’t mind, it feels like heaven.

”My mouth is so close to your pussy I can practically taste you.” He growls and your hips buck, pushing his fingers even deeper inside you. He chuckles darkly. “Do you want me to taste you?”

You sob, nodding enthusiastically.

”Use your words, pretty girl.” He hums, kissing your pelvic bone.

”Please taste me.”

He hums, his hot tongue dragging over your folds before his lips close around your clit, leaving you gobsmacked from how fucking good his tongue feels against you with his fingers fucking into you.

You’re close, you can feel that tightness building in your lower abdomen, so fucking close. His fingers curl faster, his tongue lapping over your clit like you’re the last water source on Earth and you’re falling. Your legs shake, a feral groan leaving your lips as your orgasm rips through your body like a fucking tornado. His fingers only move faster as his lips leave your sensitive clit and you're tipping over the edge again just as quickly, gushing around his fingers and the bed sheets below.

”Fuck, good girl!” He grins, lapping your sweet nectar from your thighs. “Think you’ve got another?”

You have no time to protest, he rises to slide between your thighs, fingers still buried deep inside your cunt as he stares down at you, curling them fast exactly where he knows he can drag another orgasm from you. His free hand covers your mouth when you cum again, screaming into his palm, soaking the front of his shorts where his leaking cock strains against them.

”Good fucking girl, well done!” He kisses your forehead, pulling his drenched hand away from your sensitive core to suck his fingers clean.

You stare at him in bewilderment when he smiles down at you. You’re in shock at how much you just came for a man you thought hated you half an hour ago.

”I think I need to catch you reading more.” He chuckles.

”Shut the fuck up.” You roll your eyes, pulling him into a searing kiss.

︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵

“So you two didn’t kill each other last night?” Matt smirks when you make your way downstairs in the morning, wearing one of Noah’s shirts with him freshly showered following behind you.

Folio storms past, looking a little worse for wear. “I would’ve preferred it if they did, I need to bleach my ears.” He groans, pouring himself a mug of coffee.

You blush bright red, throwing a grape at the drummer and Noah wraps his arms around your torso, pulling you into his lap.

”Guess my plan worked then.” Matt chuckles, popping a grape in his mouth with a grin.

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eros-kisser · 7 months

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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ ₊ ⊹ 𝐏𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐄'𝐒 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆.

pantalone x sub!mreader. nsfw. dubcon(?), drugging

“Enter.” A rich voice, one that had been expecting your arrival. When you gently opened and closed the door shut behind you, you felt dark eyes gaze at your exposed body, your open skin visible through the clothing you wore. The clothing he requested you to wear. “You’re late.” His words were cold, but his tone wasn’t, and was instead one of much amusement.

“I-I’m sorry Sir-“

“Pantalone.” He strided, standing up from his desk, which sat at the wall of his expansive room. It was darkly lit, and with only a few vague shapes to go off by, you could assume this was his quarters. A shiver ran through your body. “Why so nervous? I told you I’d please you tonight, did I not? All you have to do,” he reached where you stood now, and cupped your chin in his palm. “Is relax.”

And then he began his craft. A play for his eyes. “Strip.” There was a hint of a cruel smile in his voice, but he had hid it well. You eyes shook as you flinched at his order, shrinking. "Are you deaf? That was a command, and I expect you to follow through. Though..." He closed his eyes in a smile, hiding his dark gaze. "If you aren't able to, I'll do it for you."

You shuddered, opening your mouth to speak, but the man had already determined your answer. He forcibly grabbed your arms and threw you onto the bed, where you landed with a soft thump. The area where he had gripped your wrists stung, something that was sure to bruise. "S-Sir, I-!"

"You talk too much." Something entered your mouth abruptly, his fingers, covered in the fabric of his gloves. "Suck on it."

He didn't give you much of a choice. He forced his digits into your mouth, and you weakly swirled your tongue around them. His other hand roamed your defenseless body, tearing away at your clothes and disposing off them. When he finally took his fingers out of your mouth, a string of saliva trailing from your lips, you glanced down at saw how exposed you were, fully naked with nothing to hide in front of Pantalone's sharp gaze. Suddenly finding it rather hard to breathe. Pantalone seemed to notice this, and a knowing smile graced his lips. "Ah, has the drug finally kicked in? About time. While this isn't exactly my preference, it's better than watching you flail about as you desperately try to take me. Don't worry, it's not all that potent. You should still be able to feel everything."

Take... what? Your mind had grown hazy, and you could barely register Pantalone taking his gloves off, revealing his slender, pale hands, and spreading your legs apart. Your stomach felt funny... how strange... and your body was burning.

"It's... hot..." You whined, unknowingly bucking your hips against Pantalone's fingers, which were busy pumping in and out of you, coated in your slick and spreading your hole.

"Is it?" With a smirk and a quick glance at your member, he slowed his fingers, earning a huffy moan from you. "Come now, let's not be too impatient. After all, I can't have you cum when I haven't even put it in yet, can I?"

"Ah...?" Your throat felt dry, and you gripped at the sheets in a frantic attempt to sit upright. It was useless. His held onto your hips as you continued to thrash, movements gradually slowing, and kept you locked in place as his free hand undid first his coat, which he threw off the bed in a careless fashion, and then his pants, which he unzipped, revealing how hard he had already gotten. He was big, and you struggled against his grasp once more at the sight. Tears filled your vision as lined himself up to your hole, breath shallow. "N-No, it's too- It won't- Ah-!"

Your complaints were cut short as he entered you all at once, giving you no time to adjust as he thrust into you relentlessly from behind, blurring the line between pain and pleasure, and you desperately clawed at the mattress, gasps quickly turning to pants. It hurt, he was going to rip you apart, you were almost sure of that - yet soon, your pained noises turned into moans, and the dick that was sliding in and out of you filled a once empty you full.

A hand snaked up your body and toyed with your nipples, flicking and teasing them, only eliciting another shameful sound from your mouth, and you trembled under his touch. It was too much, he was only going faster now as he reached his high, your chest was sensitive and the wet sounds of his body slamming into yours resounded across the walls, yet the fear that someone would hear you had already faded under the insurmountable pleasure that coursed through your body. Your own dick stood upright, leaking cum from your previous... how many... orgasms...? There had been too many to count, each time you climaxed, sparks flying in your vision.

Pantalone's face was flushed the slightest, his brows furrowed, but he didn't even seem exhausted, how was that possible? You were shaking, light-headed, and could barely move your hands to grab at his wrists in a futile effort to whine at him to stop. As good as it felt, the pleasure hurt with how sensitive you had grown orgasm after orgasm... or was that just a lie that you were telling yourself to remain sane? This couldn't have been normal had it? Sir Pantalone, as you called him, was just your superior in your field of work... despite that, he had been the one to reach out to you first, offering you a position under him, instead of where you had been working under general forces previous. A big promotion, sure, and now you cursed yourself for it, tears slipping past your eyes and staining the bed sheets as you mouth remained ajar, sounds of your shame being jerked out of you. You bit your tongue in an attempt to silence yourself, but instead felt stinging. Pantalone was staring down at you in earnest glare, his hand flush where he had slapped you across your chest.

"Don't be quiet. It's better if you're loud, darling."

Darling?

His pace grew more erratic, the bed creaking with his every brutal movement, and you swore you could see where his dick pumped in and out of you - a bulge in your stomach, and an unfamiliar emotion you couldn't describe surfaced. Either way, he had picked up his pace once more, and at some point discarded his glasses, removing any obstruction to witness his dark eyes, gleaming sinisterly. It was hot, hot, and you could feel his touch like electricity spread throughout your body... were you going to cum again? Was there anything even left to cum?

Your thoughts slipped away as his teeth found his way into your neck, pressing deep kisses and lapping at your unmarked skin, and that's all it took for you to wail, sending you right over the edge, and you felt Pantalone grow even harder in you, shoving in once, twice, before releasing his ropes of cum, painting your insides white.

Your chest heaved with every breath, vision already flickering as sound faded in your ears. "I-Is... Is it over...?"

His laugh was cold, cruel. "Oh darling, surely you didn't think we'd stop after just one round?"

©eros-kisser.

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HI!!! I loved ur fred fic so may I request a possessive handsy fred weasley x reader??? Tysm!!

OFC! I love this! Possessive, Handsy & Jealous Fred Weasley x f!-reader. 18+ smut ahead. No house mentioned.

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Fred Weasley loved PDA, whether it be holding hands, hugging, or even making out between classes. He wanted it all. He needed people to know Y/n was his and only his.

The various markings he'd leave on her neck were usually enough to scare away anyone trying to make a move. Unless she wanted them to.

Y/n was mad at Fred. He and George decided it was a grand idea to go off and prank Filch. Typically this didn't bother her. Fred was a prankster, it was one of the things that attracted her to him, but they'd gotten caught and sent to a heavily watched detention, so Y/n had to spend their anniversary night alone.

So here she was the next night, across the room from him on a Friday night, laughing at a joke Marcus Flint had told.

She bit her lip, tilting her head sideways and smiling at the Slytherin boy, knowing exactly how to push each of Fred's buttons.

Fred's grip tightened around his red solo cup, his eyes going impossibly wide, jaw clenched so tightly the muscles twitched.

His blood boiled, eyes only seeing red at the sight of his girlfriend talking it up with Marcus Flint. Her hand was on his arm after he'd say something funny.

He harshly set his cup down, striding through crowds of students to get to her.

Y/n heard footsteps approaching her, and she smirked, turning her head just in time for Fred to reach her. His arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her into him and away from Marcus.

"Hello, Flint," Fred said through gritted teeth, his fingers pressing into her hips, making Y/n softly smirk, backing herself into him.

"Weasley," Flint said back, his expression hardening, eyes flickering to Y/n, who smirked at him, mouthing 'thank you.'

Flint simply pursed his lips into a downturned smile, hands up defensively as he backed away.

Fred grabbed her wrist, pulling her through the party without another word. He dragged her up the stairs, ignoring her questioning.

Only when he pried open his dorm door and walked in, pinning her against the door, did he finally speak.

"You dirty fucking minx," He said lowly, hands on her hips, pressing her firmly into the door.

Y/n's lips twitched into a smirk. She lifted her chin, her eyes flickering over his hardened features.

"Well, I needed someone to talk to since you were so busy last night and this morning," She bit back, locking her jaw, rolling her tongue along her cheek.

Fred inhaled sharply, swallowing thickly, his adam's apple bobbing in his throat.

"You're mine, Y/n," He spoke sternly, one of his hands reaching up and gripping her jaw, the other snaking up her shirt, tracing over the skin.

"Really? So you decided to go off and get detention on our anniversary?" She said in a sickeningly sweet tone, hissing softly when he tightened his grip on her jaw.

Fred let out a dry laugh and shook his head, lowering his face, so they were at eye level, his pupils blown, dark with rage and lust.

"If you keep running your mouth like that, I'll make it scream," He said darkly. His knee went between her legs, forcefully spreading them apart. He pressed his thigh against her clothed cunt, making her breath hitch at the sensation.

"You think you can run around flirting with other men? I hope you know what you've just signed up for," He spoke, his hand going from her jaw to her throat, locking around it.

Y/n inhaled, her hand locking around his wrist, her eyes dancing with desire. She leaned forward, crashing their lips together in a heated, passionate kiss.

They kissed like they needed the other's lips to breathe, like if they didn't, the room would collapse atop them. Teeth clashed, lips bruised, tongues fought. It was pure, unfiltered want and anger.

Fred pressed his leg further into her, earning a soft whimper from her lips. He smirked, kissing down her jaw, making sure to leave marks.

"Freddie, people will see those," She breathed, gasping softly when he bit down on her neck.

"Let them see. At least then they'll know not to touch what's mine," He said against her skin, lifting his hand up her shirt to run his fingers over her clothed breasts.

He quickly snakes both hands around her back and under her thighs, hoisting her effortlessly into his arms.

He carried her to his bed, setting her down and hovering over her body, connecting their lips again.

Y/n fingers brushed along his neck and down his body, carefully undoing his shirt and assisting him in pulling it off.

Fred grabbed the top of her shirt with both hands, breaking open the fabric and sending buttons scattering.

"Fred, what the fuck?!" She said in anger and surprise. Fred simply rolled his eyes, pulling the rest of her shirt away from her skin and kissing her again.

"I'll buy you another," He says against her lips, making her huff annoyedly.

Fred unhooks her bra skillfully, throwing it off to be forgotten. He runs his hands over her body, groaning against her lips.

"This is mine to touch, only mine," He growls, kissing her harshly, hands massaging her breasts, kneading the sensitive skin.

Y/n gasped, knocking her head back as his lips trailed hickeys down her neck and to her boobs, whimpering lightly as he took one in his mouth.

"That's it, baby, make those noises for me," He said lowly, pinching her nipple and making her hiss from the slight pain.

Fred smirked, lowering himself and hooking his fingers in the waistband of her skirt, fingers brushing over her soft skin.

Y/n squeezed her eyes shut, swallowing her moans as Fred gradually pulled her skirt down her legs.

He hovered over her panties, his warm breath fanning the soaked and sensitive area. He traced his thumb over the fabric, pressing it against her clothed clit.

"So wet, and I haven't fucking touched you. Is this all from me, angel?"

Y/n tightened her jaw, fingers clenching the bedsheets as he carefully and knowingly teased her.

"No, Flint is-" She started to say, but Fred's teeth sunk into the skin of her inner thigh, making her groan in pain and pleasure.

"Don't lie to me, Y/n. Who made you this wet?" He asked again, eyes staring daggers into hers, fingers tightly gripping her thighs.

"Y-You did, Freddie," She whispered desperately. Her core was burning and aching for him. She needed him to touch her.

"That's what I thought," He sneered, hooking his fingers in her underwear and yanking them down her legs, exposing her soaked pussy on full display.

Fred almost drooled at the sight. Her perfect, pretty cunt splayed out just for him. It was only for him.

He lifted his thumb to her clit, slowly drawing circles on the bundle of throbbing nerves.

"Please, Freddie," She groaned, eyes squeezing shut from the taunting. She couldn't take much more.

Fred smirked, sliding his middle finger into her entrance, curling it upward to hit her g-spot.

Y/n whimpered quietly when he added a second finger. Her head was thrown back against her pillow, eyes squeezed tightly shut.

He lowered his mouth, replacing his thumb with his tongue. Enjoying her now heightened moans.

His fingers worked inside her while his tongue worked on her clit. Y/n's legs wrapped around his neck, trying to squeeze shut, but Fred just pried them back apart.

She could feel the knot in her core coiling, the pleasure that coursed through her veins made her eyes roll into her skull.

"That's it, baby," Fred hummed, curling his fingers upward and basking in her moans, his erection tenting in his pants.

Y/n felt her orgasm wash over her in waves, her back arching into the bed as Fred lapped up her release, still circling her overstimulated clit.

After he was satisfied with her whimpers, he raised himself back to hover over her, wrapping his hand around her throat and kissing her harshly.

Y/n groaned into the kiss, running her hands down his sides. Fred hissed in pain when her fingers brushed over his side, flinching back.

She immediately pulled back, craning her neck down to look at his side, eyes going wide in alarm

There was a semi-healed burn on his side that ran from the bottom of his ribs to about his v-line.

"Fred, holy shit, are you okay?" She said quickly, her expression laced with concern and worry.

"Don't worry about it," Fred mumbled, kissing her again, his hands hastily undoing his belt and unbuttoning his trousers.

"Fred-"

"I'm alright," He assured, kissing her jaw and brushing his fingers along her skin, earning soft whimpers from her lips.

Fred pulled his boxers down his legs, letting his erection tease to her entrance, the tip just barely sliding.

"Please, Fred," She begged, nails digging into his shoulders and back as he dragged out the moment.

Suddenly he pushes himself in with one sharp, quick thrust, making Y/n cry out.

The low groan that escapes Fred's lips is pure euphoria. The guttural sound was almost enough to make her cum on the spot.

"Oh fuck, that's it, love," He breathes into her neck, his hands on her hips as he starts thrusting.

The sounds of skin slapping, breathless moans, and beds creaking echoed throughout the room. If anyone was in the dorm next door, they would surely hear.

"Freddie," She moaned, wrapping her legs around his waist, her arms hooking around his neck.

"That's right, angel, say my name, my name," He groaned lowly, hitting her g-spot with each thrust, the cries of pleasure from her lips enticing him more.

Y/n knocked her head back, tears pricked her eyes, and rolled down her cheeks.

The knot in her stomach was coiling tightly, her eyes rolled into her skull, and she arched herself further into him.

"Freddie, I'm close," She whimpered softly, lacing her fingers in his hair and gripping it tightly.

"Fuck, cum for me, angel," He breathed, fingers digging into her hips.

Those words were all it took to send her plummeting over the edge, her cries of pleasure echoing throughout the dorm.

Fred came seconds later, pulling out and letting his cum coat her stomach. His soft labored breathing and whimpers made her head spin.

"Maybe I should flirt with Flint more often," Y/n said through rapid breaths, making Fred lift his head and narrow his eyes at her.

"Just joking, love," Y/n spoke, grazing her fingers through his hair, brushing the stray strands back.

Fred shook his head with a slight smirk, lightly kissing her forehead before standing, pulling on his boxers, and heading into the bathroom for a towel.

"I'm sorry for flirting with Marcus. It was wrong. He knew it was to rile you up if that makes it better," Y/n said after she cleaned herself with the towel Fred brought her.

"It's alright. I ruined our anniversary," Fred said quietly, keeping his guilt-ridden eyes away from hers as he walked toward his dresser and grabbed out a pair of sweats and a red t-shirt.

He tossed her the shirt and pulled the sweats on, running a hand through his hair as he paced around the room.

After she clothed herself in her underwear and his shirt, Y/n stood up and walked over to Fred, wrapping her arms around his waist.

"Hey, look at me," She whispered, removing one hand and raising it to his cheek, tilting his head toward her.

"I love you, and that's not going to change. I just wish you would've said something. You told me you were going to fix something up with George, and it would take twenty minutes, and then you get caught pranking Filch and turn up with a giant burn on your side. But I wouldn't be mad if you'd communicated with me. Why did you do it, Freddie?" She asked, taking his face in her hands.

Fred closed his eyes, leaning down and resting his forehead against hers. He sighed, swallowing thickly before backing out of her embrace and walking to his bed.

Y/n furrowed her brows and started to follow him, but he cut her off when he started speaking.

"We weren't pranking Filch," He started, making her freeze.

"George and I had been planning it for months. I wanted to surprise you, hence the lying. It was supposed to be fireworks, but Filch somehow found us, and a firework went haywire, slamming into him and exploding, causing all three of us to come out with a few burns. I'm sorry, I wanted to explain, but you were avoiding me after we got out of detention,"

The immense wave of guilt that crashed into Y/n felt like a tidal wave. Her mouth opened, but no words came out. Her chest caved, and she felt tears prick her eyes.

"Fred, I'm so sorry," She said quietly, walking forward and wrapping her arms around him.

"I love you. I only love you, Fred," She said, pulling back to cradle his face in her hands.

Fred smiled, leaning down and kissing her passionately, his chest feeling warm.

She was his and only his.

Sorry this took so long. I've got a massive case of writer's block. If it isn't very good I apologize.

#fred weasley smut #fred weasley x reader #fred weasley #established relationship #smut #fred weasley x you #fred weasley x y/n #fred weasley story #fred weasley fic #weasley twins

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wanders-in-wonderland · 9 months

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First Date

The first thought I had when I saw him was that he looked even better than his profile. We’d matched on Tinder, and after a few days of messaging back and forth, we’d agreed to have a first date. He’d suggested a new restaurant in our area and he was even sweet enough to drive all the way across town to my apartment to pick me up.

Dinner was lovely, the food and drinks amazing and the conversation even better. He was charming and funny and I don’t remember when I’d been so at ease on a first date.

After dinner, he drove me back to my apartment and we sat in his car, still talking and laughing nonstop. I turn to him and shyly ask if he’d want to come up to my apartment for some coffee or dessert. I’m usually not one to invite guys over at night but everything about him has been so perfect and I’m reluctant to let this night end. He smiles and agrees, and we head in up to my apartment.

We’re laughing as we get to my door and I unlock it to let us in. “I’m sorry, it’s a bit of a mess, I wasn’t expecting to bring someone over so I didn’t have a chance to tidy up,” I say, looking around my space before looking up at him.

He smiles at me, but suddenly his expression changes to something sinister. Before I can process the change, he grabs me by the throat and slams me against the door I’d just shut and locked. I cry out, mostly from shock than pain, but his hand cracks across my face, the slap stunning me.

“Shut the fuck up, slut. I’ve been so patient with you all night, listening to your stupid little stories and laughing with you about your dumb little life when all I want is for you to shut up.” He snarls into my ear and I whimper in response, “I don’t understand, please stop! I’m sorry, I thought we were having a good time!”

“Oh this is about to be a good time,” he laughs darkly as he uses his body to pin mine even harder against the door. I let out a soft sob, feeling the hard outline of his cock press against my stomach. I push against him desperately and he hardly moves. In one swift movement, he grabs both my wrists in one hand and pins them above my head, leaving my body stretched out and exposed.

“Please stop, I’m sorry, we never have the see each other again!” I beg him, wanting him to just let me go and leave. His grip on my wrist tightens and his other hand comes up to cup my tits. “Oh no, I’m sure we’ll be seeing lots more of each other,” he says, the dark promise sending shivers down my spine.

His fingers brush over my nipple, the feeling making me gasp even though it’s over my clothes and bra. I wince a little, remembering how I’d even put on a sexy, lacy matching set in preparation for the date. He lets his hand trail downwards, and he slides it under my dress, gripping my thigh.

“Keep your legs apart for me or I’m going to be much meaner to you, slut.” His hand comes to cup my pussy and I whine softly, shaking my head desperately. He lets out a dark chuckle when he realizes that I’m drenched and my panties are soaked.

“Little slut, look at how your dripping for me. It looks like the idea of getting violated on your first date is exciting your cunt.” He doesn’t give me a chance to respond, not that I have anything to say to that. His fingers deftly slide under my panties and part my folds as one finger pushes into my pussy, my wetness offering him no resistance whatsoever. I gasp and let out a broken moan as the feeling overwhelms me.

His finger starts to move as a second one finds my clit and begins a relentless assault on my throbbing button. I can’t help but groan as the pleasure builds and I can feel my hips thrusting upwards, chasing the pleasure he’s forcing onto me. I want to hate it but it feels so good and I can feel myself being pushed toward an orgasm. He knows it too.

"Good little slut, I know how much you like this. Look at you, you're about to cum all over my fingers after just telling me how you didn't want any of this." He works his fingers faster, adding another inside of me as he curls upwards to rub my g-spot, making my knees buckle as my moans become even louder. I shouldn't want this, I shouldn't be moaning loud enough for my neighbors to hear, and I definitely shouldn't be able to cum right now.

"Come on, cum for me, slut. Cum for your rapist," he growls into my ear and I explode. I arch my back and wail as my orgasm rushes over me, my pussy clenching around his fingers and my clit pulsing in time to my heartbeat. He works me through my orgasm as my body goes limp against the wall.

He finally pulls his hand away and I watch through half-lidded eyes as he brings his hand up to his mouth and licks his fingers. I watch him pull off his belt and unbuckle his pants. "Get on your knees, slut," he says, pulling me harshly towards the floor. I sniff back tears as I lower myself down, feeling the hardwood of my entry way dig into my knees. He grabs my face, "Open that slutty little mouth."

I do as he says and he smiles. I watch as he reaches into his pants and pulls out his long, hard cock. I whimper softly, unconsciously rubbing my thighs together and feeling saliva collect in my mouth. His cock is gorgeously thick, veined, long, and so hard. I can't imagine how he'll fit fully into my mouth but before I can think about it too much, he slips the head of it between my lips.

"If you even think about using your teeth, I will choke the life out of you," he says as he thrusts deep into my mouth. He isn't slow or nice or gentle. His cock hits the back of my throat and tears well up in my eyes as I gag around him. He doesn't care as he sets a punishing pace, thrusting into my mouth while I can barely breathe. He groans above me, "Fuck, your little mouth is much better on my cock that it is spouting your stupid stories."

I choke around his cock, feeling it enter deeper into my throat. Eventually, I find a rhythm, bobbing my head in time with his thrusts and drawing in gasps of air in between each one. I can feel my pussy clenching emptily and my clit throbbing. His cock feels so good in my mouth, and I can't help but wonder how fast he could make me cum with it in my cunt.

I hear his groans change in pitch, and I know he's close. My previous rhythm is lost when his hips speed up and he grabs a fistful of my hair in one hand. He thrusts his cock deeper into my throat and he cums. My throat works to swallow all of his cum as I feel his hips stop moving. His cock is still hard as he pulls away, a string of my spit clinging on as he backs away from me slightly.

"Fuck, you're a perfect little cocksucker." He leans against my apartment door briefly as I sit back on my heels, giving my knees a break and looking up at him. "Please, just leave, you got what you wanted," I beg, still clinging on to unfounded hope and whatever dignity I had left. He laughs, "Oh no, little slut, I'm not even close to getting what I want, and we are far from done. By the time I finish, you won't want me to leave."

"Turn around and get on your hands and knees," he says, pushing off the door and coming to kneel next to me. I feel my heart drop, knowing that he's going to fuck my cunt next and there's nothing I can do to stop him. He grabs my hair, and shoves my head down, "I said on your hands and knees, you slut."

I whine at the pain in my scalp and my arms come to catch myself before I fall face-first into the floor. He's behind me now and I crane my neck, trying to keep him in my eyeline. I feel him flip the skirt of my dress up, revealing my damp panties that he yanks down to my knees. Suddenly, I feel his hand come crashing down on my ass, pain shooting through me as he spanks me hard. I cry out and he spanks me a second time, just as hard.

"Little sluts that get wet and cum for their rapists deserve to be treated like this," he says and I feel my face flush with humiliation. He spanks me several more times, each time forcing a sob from my lips. Then, I feel him press against me and I feel the tip of his cock nudge my pussy lips.

"Wait no! Please stop!" I wail desperately, my begging ending in a scream as he ignores me and slams deep into my cunt. I feel my pussy flutter around his cock, my wetness making his violation of my body seamless and effortless. His cock feels so good inside of me, his thickness splitting me open in the best way, and I feel the head of his cock push up against my g-spot, making me see stars. This time, he's nice enough to give me a moment to adjust before he starts.

His starts thrusting deep and fast, not letting me do anything except feel. I can hear the wanton sounds coming from my mouth and the lewd sound of my pussy clenching around his cock. I'm too far gone to care about anything other than the pleasure that is radiating from my core. One of his hands is on my hip, holding me still and the other one wraps around my hair, pulling my head up to make my back arch. I'm moaning, whimpering, and screaming out in pleasure and I can feel my orgasm rapidly approaching.

"That's it, slut. You're taking my cock so fucking well. I'm going to make you cream all over my cock, cum on your rapists cock, you dirty little slut." He growls into my ear as his hand leaves my hip to travel down to pluck at my clit. I scream louder in response as the combined pleasure peaks in an all-consuming orgasm. My cunt is clenching hard on his cock and I hear him groan deeply in response.

I'm still cumming when I hear him curse behind me, "I'm going to cum in your cunt, take your rapist's cum, you fucking slut." I feel his thrusts stutter and his hot cum floods my pussy. My cunt is still fluttering around him and I'm delirious with pleasure and exhaustion as I feel him pull out of me, leaving me empty and wanting. He lays me down gently on the floor and lies down next to me, draping an arm over my waist as he props his head up on one arm. I blink up at him blearily and smile a little.

He grins and leans in for a soft kiss. "So, when's our second date?"

I smile and press myself against him, "How about you stay the night and we figure that out tomorrow morning?"

Idea Credit to @thighsquivering

#nsft concept #cnc k!nk #dark fantasy #rap3 fantasy #rap3fetish #tw rap3

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midnight---hollow · 2 years

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I don’t see enough people talking about this

Like my guy is already eating captain crunch out the box in a dark room with only a lantern as his light but then he just isn’t there and instead in in the even darker corner. Like what happened here hunter? I can only imagine a few diffrent things and all of them I find very funny

Either:

1 he was eating the cereal before he decided to pace around the room and coincidentally king rolled in while he was in the corner

2 after eating some kraken Crisps he decides to go look at the sea (unlikely since he walked in from a corner area and I don’t think there where windows over there)

3 he actively prepared the cereal and letter there in case the human tried to steal important emperor coven things and sneakily hid in the corner preparing a very good and cool speech for when he catches her, and then her pet rat rolls into the room

4he was just in the darkly lit corner for the fun of it. Left his half eaten crackers/cereal on the desk with his probably important maybe not letter while he goes into the corner for a mental health break or to brood idk

Also there was no water in that room this guy was just eating crackers with no sort of hydration his throat is probably parched. Also I see no napkins, unless he used the letter or his uniform which I highly doubt, so he probably has cracker dust on his gloves and is trying to indiscreetly shake them off and again WAS EATING CEREAL IN THE DARK

He is just like me fr fr-

#the owl house #toh #toh hunter #hunter wittebane #hunter noceda #the golden guard

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tetsunabouquet · 2 months

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Could you do a scenario with the gom + kagami in which their s/o came back from a night out and she's too drunk and doesn't recognise them and when they're about to help you change she says something like "sorry but I have a boyfriend"?

Midorima

"Sorry but I have a boyfriend." The words spilled from your mouth as your breath smellt like the cocktails you've been consumning. Midorima sighed, "This is why I tell you to drink more water all the time Y/n." You looked up, and the recognition clicked in your brain. Only your boyfriend scolded at you like your mom would. "I think I'm as blind as you," you said giggling. "Let me help nanodayo, " he offered again and this time you let him undress you. You eventually fell asleep, safe in his arms.

Kagami

"Sorry but I have a boyfriend." You nearly slurred the words and Kagami groaned at the sight of you. Having no energy as it was already late, Kagami decided to hit the hay. Perhaps you'd recognize him once you plopped onto his bed. He watched you struggle to get out of your clothes impatiently as he yawned. He decided to try calling out again, "Hey babe, are you coming? I'm tired." This time you looked at the man in the bed and did recognize your boyfriend. "Kagami, could you help me undress?" Kagami only turnt onto his stomach and groaned once more into his pillow.

Aomine

"Sorry but I have a boyfriend." You shouldn't have said those words to him, but your drunk ass did it now. First, Aomine looked at you confused as slowly, jealous thoughts began seeping in. Were you cheating on him? No, you couldn't possibly be leaving him, you were just too drunk. Had a lot of boys approached you at the party? Aomine's eye started twitching as he lifted you up. You yelped and started struggling in his arms. "I'm going to make you remember who I am forever." He threatened darkly as he threw you on the bed.

Kise

"Sorry but I have a boyfriend." The uttered words left Kise speechless. Then he chuckled a bit as he realized you were just drunk out of your mind and he could use that against you. "Oh really, is he hot?" You wrinked your nose. "…Yeah?" Kise grinned. "Do you think he's funny?" You frowned. "Ehm… I suppose so?" Kise then went on, "How charming do you think he is on a scale of 1 to 10?" You were getting really confused and slowly it dawned to you that you were being played for fool. "I think you're a 10 on the scale of vanity Ryota."

Murasakibara

"Sorry but I have a boyfriend." You said as you tried to wobble awkwardly to the bathroom. He stared at you until memories of how it felt like to be intoxicated hit him. Oh. He just followed you like a puppy to the bathroom, wondering if you would recognise him in the bright bathroom lights. Intimidated by the dark long figure you cowered backwards, nearly falling onto the toilet seat. It was when Murasakibara turnt the light on that you saw it was your boyfriend all along. Oops.

Akashi

"Sorry but I have a boyfriend." Those words made Akashi's lips curl with amusement. His precious love was clearly too intoxicated right now, it was a good thing he had arranged a driver for you. "What do you want me to do for you then, miss?" He asked as the perfect gentleman, playing along with your state. "I want you to get me Seijuro, and could you please turn the lights on?" Akashi chuckled lightly and walked over to the light switch. He turned it on. "Ta-da, I have arranged you both." You couldn't help but start laughing too.

#knb #kuroko's basketball #akashi #akashi seijuro #midorima #midorima shintarou #knb x reader #aomine #aomine daiki #murasakibara #murasakibara atsushi #kagami #kagami taiga #kise #kise ryōta

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musings-from-an-elder-goth · 2 years

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Meh.

creaturesfromelsewhere 9-13-2022

#the emmy awards #the emmys #dark humor #funny post #darkly inclined #creaturesfromelsewhere #musings-from-an-elder-goth

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aihaitahm · 1 year

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pheromones

cw: fem! afab! reader, use of princess, dove, darling. pure nsfw. mndi.

a/n: sorry i interchanged cologne and perfume alot. hope u like it though! :3

character: blade

it has been a week since you’ve been on a mission with silverwolf which meant you havent seen your boyfriend ren. everyone knows how he has an extremely soft and loving side just for you and god fobid if anyone hurt you, he would literally hunt and kill them. but what they didnt expect was how grumpy and extra irritable he was when you were gone. his once nonchalant remarks may turn to snarky, sour ones if they annoyed him enough. he didnt like it when other people bandaged him. he would always find time to call you and actually visibly pout when you were busy. kafka teased him because shes never seen someone like him pout like a school girl waiting for their crush. in which blade mutters her a ‘mind your own goddamn business…’

he was starting to miss your touch and how adorable you were whenever you were under him. youre so confident and cocky when you retort back at his playful jabs but a crying babbling mess when he nibbles on your cute nipples. using his hands to jerk to your used underwear wasnt simply enough. your absence didnt really help in general. he cant sleep very well and he finds peace in your warmth and love while sleeping.

after long dreaded days of texting and calling, you finally arrived. you put on colonge/perfume with intense pheromones you got from one of the small shops during your journey, maybe to tease him and put it to a test. putting some on your nape, between your breasts and your thighs.

he was extremely happy when he saw you. blade couldnt show it outwardly but his aura significantly changes. he was quick to hug your frame and kiss you on the lips and immediately help you with your belongings and what not. jbringing you to your shared apartment while listening to you talk about the mission. he misses your voice and he senses your strong scent of yours and it was driving him internally crazy. he smirks at what your silly little plan was but you know what, it worked.

“bladie, whats so funny-“

he suddenly pulled you into a deep, hungry kiss. leading you to your shared bedroom, as he passionately nibbled at your lips. blade holds the back of your head gently, making sure you fall on the soft mattress properly. his hands all over your body as he explored every ethereal part of you.

you felt so vulnerable compared to him, it got you weak in the knees. trying to catch your breath was hard when all blade did was smother you with his animalistic hunger for you. you moaned through the kiss as you felt his knee go in between your legs, rubbing your thin panties under your short skirt.

“r-ren….!”

“i miss you a lot darling, but you do know teasing me with that new cologne of yours, is like playing with fire? or was that really your plan?” blade whispered in which he felt you clenched, he knows how his voice makes you crazy. he continually grinded his knee on your cloth pussy.

“no… i just happened to b-buy it because it smelled good.” you lied. you felt his intense, dark red eyes ready to pounce at his prey. you were grinding back and forth on his knee until he stopped you, looking at you darkly with a smirk.

“i hope you know good girls dont lie and if they do they have to apologize and beg.”

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minutes passed by and you found yourself a mess, trying to make yourself cum by riding on your lover. he has been denying your orgasm and just sitting there nibbling at your nape. you were stubborn and refused to beg. it drove you crazy when he would refuse to let you cum while he bit hard in the areas you sprayed your cologne at. purple marks all over your thighs, nape and especially your chest.

“come on now… are you that stubborn? i thought you missed me hm? oh your mad because i denied your precious orgasms? maybe if you didnt lie princess, i couldve fucked you like how you liked it.” blade growled as he surprisingly slammed you down on his big cock. he loved the feeling of your hot, cute pussy around him while your wearing that short ass skirt just for him.

“ren… ppewase…”

you moaned a gibberish answer as that strong wave of his thrust was almost enough to make you cum. feeling his cock deep inside you was enough to make your toes curl and arch your back, combined with his sultry voice on your ear. he felt you writhe in his touch as he played with your nipples and nibbling at your ear, talking to you in a such a sweet dirty language.

“im sorry what was that?”

“i said… please… f-fuck me.”

“you know you should beg like you fucking mean it.”

“no…” you whimpered stubbornly, refusing to let him win. you steadied yourself as you tried to hold yourself in place and tried riding his cock. soon enough, you got tired again as you started tearing up. you just wanted to cum all over your sweet hot boyfriend!

“please ren…. i need you please fuck me… dont stop please i apologize im sorry for lying i did want to tease you on purpose, pleaseplease just fuck me and dont stop. please!”

“see that wasnt so hard princess? such a fucking slut, wearing this short skirt and wearing an intense pheromone perfume. dont complain if its too much.”

ren flipped you over as he pounded you into a mating press. sucking on your nipples as he held your knees to your chest while he thrusts in you in a fast, hard pace. hearing your sweet, high piched moans is music to his ears. he felt you tightened up as he continued with his cruel pace.

“ha…hah! cumming! cumming!~ r-ren! ” you screamed. feeling your body twitch as you felt blade hold your hands and not faltering at his pace. continuing to overstimulate you as all you could do was take in his big cock. feeling the wetness of your orgasm fall on your skirt, making a puddle beneath it.

“mmm, youre taking me so fucking good, dove. come on~ keep cumming until you cant princess.” your eyes rolled to the back and you were clawing at whatever your holding, drooling all over your mouth as you babble nonsense. clenching and cumming again and again since his thrusts wont ever stop at the moment. all you could think of is your lover. you pulled him into a kiss and he reciprocated back.

blade enjoyed seeing this sight as it drove him close to his orgasm, growling at your ear as he continously thrust messily into your sweet opening making you cum again and again.

he finally came in your cute pretty cunt. heavy breathing occured in the hot room. the smell of sex and of you was his favorite. he observed his work of art as he kissed you gently all over your body, muttering an i love you and welcome back home.

#honkai star rail #blade x reader #hsr blade #blade hsr #honkai blade #honkai x reader #honkai star rail smut

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mynameismckenziemae · 4 months

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Paying For It

Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw x Reader/You (name is Row/Rowan)

Summary: You unintentionally embarrass Bradley at the airport on the way to your honeymoon. Bradley makes you pay for it as soon as you get to the resort.

*This is a one shot/bonus scene to ‘She’s a Fire’ but can certainly be read alone!

Warnings: 18+ MDNI! This is pure filth. P in v, oral (both m and f receiving), ass play, impact play (spanking), mean!dom bradley, humiliation, a hint of exhibitionism, etc.

“All set sir, have fun,” the TSA agent says with a smirk as he hands Bradley’s bag over.

“Thanks,” he mutters, face beet red.

The laughter dies in your throat when you see the dark look in his eyes.

You’re in trouble.

The worst best part is it wasn’t intentional; it just made more sense to put the array of sex toys in his bag since he had more room.

He doesn’t say anything as he grips your elbow and leads drags you to a vacant corner. He pins you to one of the pillars with his hips and leans in, “You think that’s funny? Embarrassing me in front of all those people?”

“Okay, it was funny, but I didn’t do it on purpose. Your carry-on had way more room than-“

“Liar. You’re gonna pay for that little stunt, Row,” he breathes against your neck, his tone full of dark promise. You can feel the hard, thick line of his erection as his hands slide down to grip your butt. “You’ll be lucky if you can sit this week without feeling what I’m gonna do to your ass.”

You whimper and shake your head, “No, please! I wasn’t-“

“Flight 1023 now boarding.”

“No excuses. Now let’s get on the plane, have a drink, and get some sleep. You’re gonna need your energy, Mrs. Bradshaw,” he chuckles darkly, patting your butt before adjusting himself.

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You do manage to get some sleep, but the last hour is torture with Bradley’s fingers tracing your inner thighs, but never touching where you want them most.

You fidget as he checks in at the resort and sigh in both relief and apprehension when you get to your room.

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He backs you up against the door as soon as it clicks closed, kiss you deeply before ridding you of your clothes and spinning you so your front is pressed against the cool wood.

Goosebumps rise as his fingers trail down your back and you don’t even try and hold back your moan when his hand leaves just to slap back down on your ass again, again and again, harder each time until your gasping and tears begin to prickle behind your eyes.

A wave of humiliation washes over you, yet you throb when you hear footsteps pause outside your door after a particularly harsh swat. You hold your breath until they continue on their way. Bradley hears it too.

“Does that embarrass you? Knowing anyone can hear you getting spanked like the naughty girl you are?” He chuckles at your whimper. “Good, now you know how I felt at the airport,” he then slaps the other cheek equally hard. “Now stay right here and keep your eyes forward.”.

You nod, sucking in a breath when he spanks you again.

“Use your words.”

“Yes sir,” you reply shakily.

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The heat from your ass settles between your legs and coats your thighs as you struggle to stay still while he rummages through the luggage before coming to kneel behind you.

“Oh God, Bradley,” you sigh, legs shaking as his fingers gather your slick before rubbing circles over your clit, he licks into you a few times and you squeak when he drags his tongue over your other hole before nipping your red cheek. You’re so overwhelmed you don’t hear the click of the lube.

You flinch when his cold fingers start to circle the tight pucker of your ass. “Couldn’t warm it up first?” You sass, instantly regretting it when he pulls the fingers away from your clit, slapping it gently before removing them all together.

Not the finger from your ass though, he just adds another, pushing two in slowly. “I was gonna be nice and distract you while I prep you, but not if you’re gonna be a brat.”

“Prep me? I’m sorry Br-I mean sir, I didn’t mean it. Please touch me. I’ve missed your touch so much,” you whine.

That much was true. You stole Sunny’s idea and didn’t have sex, or even get each other off for the entire month before your wedding yesterday, and while it was incredible (the 2 times last night and once this morning), you still weren’t sated.

“Yes, prep you. Maybe for a toy, maybe for my cock. We’ll see. And touch you?” He chuckles and slaps your clit again. “Like that?”

You huff, annoyed. “No, come on baby, you know what I mean.”

You hiss when he slaps your ass this time.

“I’m not your baby.”

Frustrated tears well in your eyes as you beg but he ignores your pleas and adds a third finger, pausing when you tense with a sharp inhale.

“Color?” He murmurs, unable to resist pressing his lips to the burning handprint he just left.

“Green,” you sigh.

“Keep your mouth shut and take it then,” he taunts, slowly pumping his fingers again.

“Yes sir,” you reply and try to relax but you begin to squirm as the slight burn morphs into pleasure. An orgasm begins to build when he starts gently scissoring his fingers.

“Sir, I-,” you start, trying to warn him but he cuts you off.

“I said keep your mouth shut,” he growls with another slap to your clit and that’s all it takes for you to fall over the edge.

A broken cry leaves you but he ruins your sweet release when he stills the fingers inside you completely.

“I-I’m sorry sir, I tried to warn you,” you pant, tears dripping as you press your forehead against the door.

He slaps your clit again. “You’re not sorry yet, but you will be,” he says before removing his fingers from your ass, replacing them a moment later with a lube-slicked plug.

“‘Atta girl, it’s in,” he murmurs shortly after, nudging the base. “It’s almost as big as me. You’re ready to take my cock here, and you will before the week is over.”

You whimper as your neglected pussy clenches around nothing at his words.

“Stay here and don’t move until I tell you to, got it?”

“Yes sir.”

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He washes his hands and then brushes his teeth before digging through the suitcases again before you hear a deep groan from across the room.

You moan in response. He’s unashamedly jerking off.

“Goddamnit Row. Why do you have to be so fuckin’ naughty?” He sighs, “ We could already be on our second round. Come here.”

You turn and bite your lip at the sight of him; reclined shirtless in the chair, jeans still on but unbuttoned to allow the steady pulls of his cock.

You take a step but stop when he shakes his head. “Crawl.”

Oh my God.

Your face burns with humiliation and you shake your head, “Come on, I’ll-“

He stands and pulls his belt through the loops of his jeans, looping it before he slaps it across his palm, making you flinch. “Did I stutter? Crawl.”

“Yes sir,” you reply, dropping to your knees and doing as asked. You fight to not whimper as the movement shifts the plug inside you.

He lazily pulls at his erection and taps the head on your lips when you reach him. “Open.”

You obey and he pushes his cock between your lips, dropping his belt and thrusting shallowly a few times before gagging you when the tip kisses the back of your throat without warning.

He tenses and starts to pull out but you grip his thighs, letting him know you’re okay to continue.

He curses and drops the belt; his fingers comb through your hair before gripping a handful in each as he starts to fuck your face.

Tears again leak as you fight your gag reflex but he must be as affected as you by how quickly his rhythm falters. Soon he’s cumming with a groan.

You moan too as he fills your mouth, swallowing his cum greedily.

“Let me see,” he pants, tapping his fingers against your cheek before he tucks himself back into his boxer briefs.

You open your mouth and he hums his approval. He picks up his belt and nods towards the bed, “Bend over.”

As much as you want to protest, you also want to cum tonight.

You bend over the bed, and arch your back, smiling at his sharp inhale. Then you wait.

But it’s not the belt that touches you next; it’s his fingers dipping between your legs. “You’re fucking soaked, Row,” he whispers, tilting your chin for a kiss. “Tell me if it’s too much.”

“I will,” you reply with a nip to his lip.

“Tell me why your punishment isn’t done yet?” He asks, straightening to stand behind you.

“Because you like me to spank me?”

He chuckles and brings the belt down across your right cheek. It wasn’t that hard but it makes a loud, satisfying thwack. You don’t even try to hold back your moan.

“Wrong answer.”

“Because I came without permission, sir.”.

He rewards you with a spank to your left.

“And?”

“And I interrupted you-ohhh God,” you cry, fingers gripping the lush white comforter as he gives you another two to the right, one on top of the other.

Your ass is burning but you crave more.

“What else?” He asks, panting.

“I don’t even know! Again,” you beg, your tear-filled eyes meeting his.

“Holy shit,” he mutters under his breath and does as asked, giving you a few more to each side, until your skin is glowing red and hot to the touch.

Your arms shake and tears fall as he drops the belt and flips you onto your back, kneeling at the edge of the bed to devour you. His hands grip the tender flesh of your butt and he pulls you further to his mouth, nipping, sucking, and licking you quickly to orgasm.

He shucks his pants as you come to, and lifts you further on the bed before sinking into you.

“I’m so full,” you whine, but it’s so good with the plug still inside you.

“You’re taking me so well, such a good girl-fuck!” His jaw clenches as you whimper and tighten around him at the praise. “Touch yourself, I’m not gonna last long, you feel too good,” he grits against your ear.

“Yes sir,” you sigh, slipping your hand between the two of you to rub tight circles over your clit.

“Oh fuck, I’m close. Get there, Row. Cum for me,” he groans, hips stuttering as he fails to hold back his release but you’re already there.

You cry out and your ears ring as the most intense toe-curling orgasm tears through you.

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Bradley cleans between your legs and rubs aloe on your sore tush when as you finally come back to your body.

“You’re gonna be the one paying for it if I can’t wear a bikini on this trip,” you sigh, melting further into the bed as he massages you.

His lip quirks before he presses a kiss to your forehead. “Promise?”

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A/N: 🙈 I’m a whore and I need to be humiliated by mean dom!Bradley.

Seriously though someone needs to take my phone when I’m ovulating.

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