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wasawattpadkid · 1 year

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OMG YOU’RE WRITING IS SO EFFING GOOD I can’t stop coming back to your page. Can you possibly do a poly ghost face x fem reader⚠️ prompt being something like “do you think they can hear us through the tent?” Friend group going camping. I think it would be a dangerous situation but exciting.

Thank you so much you're too sweet! I hope I did your request justice! 💕 Thanks for the ask!

Voices Carry

Summary: A camping trip can be stressful and painful. With Billy being the mule of the group his back ached. You and Stu were just the ones to help with that.

Pairing: Poly!ghostface x fem!reader

Warnings: ⚠️smut 18+⚠️ explicit boyxboy, unsafe sex, slight degrading, slight praise, rough sex, tears, cum, p in v, oral (male receiving), after care, vulgar language, threesome, power dynamics

"I hate fucking bugs." Billy said as he swatted the gnats away from his face. "How do you get their little legs apart?" Stu laughed at his own joke earning silence from the kids around him. "Lighten up guys. This'll be fun, we're going to have s'mores tonight!" It seemed you and Sydney were the only ones happy about the camping trip. "Yeah, we'll sit around the campfire and tell scary stories. You're good at that, aren't you babe?" You looked at Billy and Stu letting them know you were talking about both of them. "Damn right I am." Stu threw his arm over your shoulder. You hadn't told your friends about dating the two boys, it was only official with Stu. However they all knew about your sleeping habits.

"This is exactly how Friday the 13th started. If this were a movie we'd be doomed." Randy exclaimed as he held Sydney's hand. "I'm the only single one here I'm already doomed." Tatum took a swig of her almost empty soda bottle. "James Dean back there is single. Ask him out." Randy pointed towards Billy who wore a plain t-shirt paired with distressed blue jeans. Tatum looked at the boy with something close to disbelief. Billy shot her a tight lipped smile with raised eyebrows as he shrugged his shoulders. "He's not exactly my type." Stu laughed pointing at your shared boyfriend. "Ooh burn!"

"Since when did you get picky about boys?" Randy asked earning a slap to the back of the head. "Ow you know that actually really hurt." Billy smiled looking at his boots as they crunched the greenery beneath them. "You deserved that one bud." Tatum nodded agreeing with you. Sydney checked her map making sure you were walking in the right direction. "Can we keep moving my back is killing me?" Billy complained looking at the lousy tour guide. "I'll take it from you buddy." Stu reached out touching his partner's shoulder. You and the group were walking ahead when you heard Stu yelp behind you. Everyone turned seeing Stu hold his hand in pain as Billy chuckled to himself. "He bit me!"

Eventually you and the gang found a decent place to set up camp. "Does anyone here know how to set up a tent?" Randy asked having no clue where to start. "Does anyone know how to set up a tent?" Stu mocked the boy earning a laugh from the girls. "No dipshit, we all just walked miles with tents on our back to use as fire wood. Of course we know how to set up a tent, we're actually men." Stu flexed his arm showing off the muscle. "Does your masculine overcompensation ever get embarrassing?" Tatum quipped making Stu's face drop. "Jokes on you I don't know what that means." He stuck out his tounge making her scoff.

"Think fast Stu." Billy called pitching his bag to Stu. "Who's sleeping where?" Tatum asked noticing the two unmade tents. "Y/n's crashing with us. So I guess that leaves you, Sydney, and twiddle dumb." Randy nodded used to Stu's obnoxious jokes. "Real cute Macher." Stu framed his face with his hands showing off his teeth. "I try!" You rolled your eyes heading over to Billy helping him with the tent. "Awful big hammer you've got there." You bumped his shoulder as your friends continued their bickering. Billy shook his head with a laugh. "You and him are just alike." He said referring to Stu.

"I'd like to think I'm a little hotter." You said sitting down on the ground. Billy raised up stretching his back. He used the back of his forearm to swipe the sweat from his forehead. You were caught up in watching him when a loud crash grabbed your attention. "Are you okay Randy?" His girlfriend asked as he lay beneath the crumpled tent. "I'm fine!" He called out as Stu hit the ground laughing. After about 30 minutes or so both tents were set up. You and Tatum could've helped but watching the boys argue over who could do what was better.

Sydney started on the fire as it began to get dark. "I'll get sticks for s'mores!" You jumped up going on a hunt for skewers. "Ew I'm not putting that in or around my food." Tatum said thinking her friends were crazy. "If you're worried about germs the fire kills almost any bacteria on your food." Billy pinched the bridge of his nose. "How do you think they did it back in the old days Tate?" Stu asked sitting next to the girl. "I don't know doofus I wasn't around back then." You came back handing each person their own stick. The night continued with everyone having a drink or two and eating s'mores. Billy chased Randy around with a stick on fire as Stu cheered him on and Sydney told him to stop.

"Is this thing safe to sleep in?" Tatum asked as she looked inside of the tent Randy put up. "Yes it's safe to sleep in." Randy said aggravated that his work was thought so little of. "It looks great." Sydney kissed his cheek making his sour mood fade. "Alright well we're going to get some sleep." Billy smacked the tops of his thighs as he stood up. "If the tent starts a-rockin don't come a-knockin." Stu stuck his tongue out at the teenagers causing everyone including you make a face. "Get your ass in the tent." You smacked his arm making him laugh. You and Billy laid down pillows and blankets trying to figure out how to make the sleeping arrangement comfortable.

"I call dibs on the middle." Stu threw himself down wincing once he realized you could still very much feel the earth underneath the tent. "In your fucking dreams, she always gets middle." Billy kicked his partner trying to get him to move. "It's not that big of a deal I can sleep anywhere." You shrugged making both boys huff out a laugh. "Yeah we know. You slept the whole way up here." That was true. Traveling long distances always made you drowsy. "That just means I'm not tired now." Billy immediately looked at Stu who was grinning up at you. You turned around grabbing your backpack off the ground. The bright red pack of cards revealed itself as you pulled them from the bag. "I brought uno!" You said happily as Stu groaned and Billy couldn't help but laugh.

"I win again. Are you colorblind or something?" Billy shuffled the cards like a dealer in Vegas. You carefully watched his hands as they played with the cards. "Take a picture it'll last longer." Billy smirked seeing you staring out of the corner of his eye. "Oh sorry." You fixed your posture out of embarrassment. "It's all good." Billy's voice was low trying to stay quiet but it made you want to scream. "Are we playing another round or what?" Billy's question made Stu throw his head back with a whine. "I rather cover myself in peanut butter and go running out there than play another game of this shit." Normally you'd snap at him for complaining but all you could do was look at him. His head was tilted back showing off his neck while his tank top let your eyes run down the obvious veins on his arms. "Is anybody else hot in here?" You pinched your shirt shaking the fabric hoping to cool yourself off.

Stu perked up as Billy put away the cards. "You could take of your clothes off." Billy looked at Stu letting him know not to be pushy. "What! I'm just trying to help my girlfriend." Stu put his hand over his heart trying to seem genuine. While the boys bickered you pulled your top off showing off your black sports bra. "I didn't think you'd actually do it." Stu bit his lip as he scanned the new skin on display. "Relax I'm just getting ready for bed." The way your head was running with wild thoughts you needed the sleep. You stripped off down to your underwear knowing how hot it gets sleeping in between Billy and Stu. "It's supposed to get down in the 40s tonight." Billy warned taking off his jeans and switching them to sweatpants.

"We'll keep you warm babe." Stu kissed your neck looking at Billy as if to say "shut the fuck up." Billy shook his head peeling the white shirt from his torso. The muscles in his back contracted as he rolled his shoulders. All day he had been tense. He wasn't sure if it was the constant social interaction or the 50 pound backpack he had to hike with. Stu left you sitting on the sleeping mat as he switched out of his clothes. "Billy come here." You waved him over seeing he was uncomfortable. He walked over to you not knowing what you wanted. "Sit down I'm going to see if I can help you." Stu scoffed as Billy sat with his back towards you. "He needs more help than you can give him."

Billy flipped off his friend as Stu continued to change. "Is it your shoulders or what?" Billy leaned his head over trying to stretch out his neck. "It's mostly my neck and my shoulders. They've been bothering me all damn day." You placed your hands on his shoulders slowly rubbing out the tension with your thumbs. Billy's eyes closed in hopes the dark would make the pain a little more bearable. Stu was left in nothing but his boxers as he watched his partners. "Is that helping at all?" You wanted to make sure you weren't hurting him. "Yeah." He moaned in pain. Both you and Stu immediately looked at each other knowing how that sounded. With a nod Stu asked you to do it again.

You repeated the pattern on his shoulder pressing down on a certain spot. Another groan left Billy's lips. Billy wasn't aware of the effect he was having on you and Stu. The short haired boy walked over sitting in front of his boyfriend. Billy opened one eye looking at Stu with suspicion. "What are you doing?" He didn't trust Stu when he had that sort of hellish gleam in his eyes. "Me? Oh nothing." Stu responded as you continued to massage Billy's shoulders. "I doubt that- ah!" He exclaimed his head lulling back in pain. You didn't know if it was wrong that his pain turned you on but you were glad you weren't the only one. You pressed a kiss to Billy's neck which brought a smile to his face.

Stu's movement however wasn't as innocent. His hand rubbed against the crotch of Billy's sweatpants making the boy between you two sigh. "We can't do this right now. They'll hear us." Billy said making no move to stop either of you. You had given up trying to suppress the hunger that had consumed you all day. Billy's breath was ragged as Stu continued to rub his growing erection. You smiled against Billy's skin before whispering next to his ear. "Are you telling me you can't be quiet?" Stu tugged at Billy's waistband signaling the boy to raise his hips. Once he did Stu tugged his pants down his legs and off to the side of the tent. "I can be quiet but I know you can't." Billy bit back as his eyes closed tight trying to figure out how he could gain some control. "Who said anything about me?" You whispered as Stu pulled Billy's cock from his uncomfortably tight briefs. "Fuck..." Billy groaned knowing he lost whatever game you two were playing.

You went back to kissing and biting Billy's neck as Stu began to slide his hand up and down the boy's cock. Stu looked at you with a sense of astonishment in his eyes. Billy was a control freak in and out of the bedroom. He was always on top barking orders unless you physically tied him down. So for this to be happening was like lighting in a bottle. Stu scooted down licking a stipe up the boy's shaft. Billy's abs contracted as his hips rolled upwards. You watched happily as Stu's tongue swirled around the tip of Billy cock smearing the bead of precum around his skin. A small gasp could be heard coming from the man under your touch.

His knuckles were white as they gripped the sheets beneath him. It took every ounce of strength not to throat fuck the man who continuously teased him. Stu sat up leaving Billy needy but he'd die before he begged. "Lay back." Stu said making you move out of the way. Billy's back hit the mat as he looked up at the both of you. That little red tint on his cheeks made him look insanely attractive. "Well are you two assholes going to do anything or do I need to get myself off?" The smirk on Billy's face somehow made his words endearing. Stu leaned over whispering instructions in your ear. With wide eyes you looked up at the man. "Go ahead."

You pulled off your underwear leaving them where they dropped. Billy quickly ridded himself off his underwear leaving himself completely naked in front of you and Stu. You walked over to the man on the ground straddling his hips. Your lips connected with his greedily. Billy grabbed his cock running the tip up and down your folds making you moan into his mouth. Without a warning he slipped the tip into your entrance. You sat up properly lining him up before slowly sinking down on his cock. Billy let out what could only be described as a growl through gritted teeth. You started to rock your hips back and forth letting your clit rub against his skin.

Stu walked over helping you out of your bra as you continued your movements. Leaning down he pressed a kiss to your lips before he got rid of his own underwear. Billy watched as you pumped Stu's cock with one hand, the other rested on Billy's abdomen keeping your balance. Your lips wrapped around the tip of Stu's cock, your tongue running flat against the slit. The warmth from your cunt and the sight in front of him almost made Billy cum. "I need you to move." Billy spoke, his voice deep and worn.

You pulled your mouth off of Stu's length with a pop. "What's the magic word?" You teased. "Fuck you." Billy spat appalled you thought that'd work on him. You squeezed around his cock making a slight whimper leave his lips. "Say please." Your eyes hardened waiting to hear the word come from him. "You're a fucking bitch." He sighed in defeat. "Please." His voice was shaky only making his plea hotter. "Good boy." You tapped his cheek making his nostrils flare in anger. His fingers dug into your thigh sure to leave bruises. You started to bounce as Stu shoved his cock back in your mouth. With a grip on your hair he paced himself. Moans were loud against the tent as your thighs started to burn.

"Just like that." Stu moaned as you hollowed out your cheeks. Tears began to well up in your eyes making the world around you blurry. You looked up at Stu seeing him smile down at you. "You're so beautiful with my cock in your mouth." He complimented as Billy thrusted his hips upward. You moaned around Stu not being able to suppress your volume. "Shh." Stu wiped the tear that fell from your eye. His head lulled back with a silent moan. Billy shook beneath you needing to cum. "Stu.. I- I need her to move." His voice cracked as his restraint faltered. "Give me a damn minute." Stu had a habit of getting cocky. In a normal setting Billy would've immediately put an end to it. He'd didn't tolerate what he considered "bitchy behavior."

Stu continued to use your mouth however he pleased. "Y/n baby..." Billy softly spoke making you pull away from Stu. "Fuck!" Stu whisper yelled at the loss of your lips. Billy grabbed your waist easily pulling you off of him. He kissed your lips before he stood up. "Get on your fucking knees." Billy spat at Stu more than upset. Stu being smarter than he looked dropped to his knees in front of his boyfriend. Billy grabbed the mans face roughly squishing the delicate skin beneath his fingers. "Open. Tongue out." Stu obeyed his tongue hanging out allowing Billy's cock to easily slid in. Your fingers found your clit quickly circling the bud.

Billy was always more aggressive with Stu knowing he could and loved to take it. Billy's thighs trembled as he got close. "Y-Y/n come here please..." The willing politeness made you even hotter than before. You crawled over next to Stu sitting back on your heels. Billy pulled out from Stu's mouth letting you know exactly what he was doing. You opened your mouth with your tongue out much like your boyfriend next to you. Billy pumped his cock till ropes of cum hit both you and Stu.

He milked his orgasm till there was nothing left. Quickly you swallowed what hit your tongue not thinking of the taste. Stu seemed to have a mouth full as he swallowed. "That would be way easier with a chaser." Stu joked wiping his mouth off with the back of his hand. "Shut up." Billy said with a smile trying to clear the fog from his mind. Stu pressed his lips yours as he slowly pushed you back on the mat. Both of you had yet to finish and he was going to fix that.

His cock seemed to slam into you making your breath leave your body. He sat up holding your legs still. Stu's pace was quick and brutal making your moans come out in fractions. One of his hands fell between your legs playing with you clit. His thrusts never faltered as you slowly felt that familiar pressure build. Your face contorted in pleasure signaling you were close. Stu's free hand covered your mouth knowing how loud you could get. That band seemed to snap within you making chills cover your body. You cried out into his palm as he continued his thrusts. Once your orgasm had passed he pulled out finishing over your stomach.

Stu gasped for air not being able to breathe. He fell over on the mat trying to catch his breath. It'd be awhile since he had an orgasm so strong. Billy went into his backpack pulling out the wet wipes he had brought. The cloth was freezing against your warm skin. A small wince left your lips as he cleaned up the mess his partner made. "I know baby..." He whispered. Billy pitched the cloth to the corner of the tent telling himself he'd get it in the morning. Billy fell between you and Stu before pulling a blanket to cover you and him. "That was fucking awesome." Stu exclaimed finally getting ahold of the air he urgently needed. "You okay?" Billy asked you seeing the permanent smile plastered on your face. "I think we broke her Macher." He smiled glad everyone enjoyed themselves. Stu curled up next to Billy pulling the blanket over his lower half.

"Do you hear that?" You asked the boys listening to the soft sound of grunting. "Holy shit." Billy said as Stu giggled. "Here I was worried they could hear us." You said laughing. Your head rested on Billy's chest listening to his heartbeat. The three in the other tent went at it for another 5 minutes making you and your boyfriends laugh. Stu was the first to fall asleep, softly snoring into his pillow. "That was okay wasn't it?" Billy asked again. He could be really assertive and aggressive during sex but afterwards he'd make sure everyone was okay. You pressed a kiss to his cheek. "It was great. I'm just a little sore." Stu wasn't a careful person. He could be extremely rough but he never meant to be. You knew tomorrow he'd be carrying you around saying he was sorry for being so careless.

"Do you need anything before I fall asleep?" His voice became deep with sleep. "No I don't think so." He kissed the top of your head before getting comfortable. Within 10 minutes you were both fast asleep.

The morning sun was unforgiving. The tent did little to nothing when it came to shielding you from the light. "Morning sunshine!" Stu said looking down at your naked body. "Good morning pervert." He leaned down pressing a kiss to your lips. "Sydney made coffee if you want some." You looked to your left noticing the lack of Billy. Stu noticed your concern. "He's already up. Tatum and Randy are still sleeping." He laughed thinking of last night. You nodded letting Stu leave before you got dressed.

"Good morning." Sydney said both of you shared a moment of silent acknowledgment. "Morning." She handed you a cup of coffee which you thanked her for. Tatum erupted from the tent ready to fight anyone who said something. "Did you have a good night last night?" Stu asked making Billy look at the ground with a smile. "Suck a dick Stu. Oh wait, you did." Tatum said almost making you choke on your drink. Billy couldn't help but laugh with Sydney. "That wasn't even that funny." Stu said disappointed in his friends. Randy was the next to leave the tent earning a high five from Stu. "Randy my man!" You rolled your eyes sipping on your drink.

The day dragged on with everyone going swimming and later eating hot dogs. By the end of the day everyone was on good terms even laughing about the night previous. Sydney snapped some photos of the group making sure everyone had atleast one polaroid to take home. Billy looked down at the picture in his hand. Everyone was smiling and having fun. He hated to say it but he might just go camping again.

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bellaramseysgf · 2 years

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Knees Buckle (The Boys)

Warning(s); sloppy kissing, sensitive mouth,lowkey mean boys,cumming without being touched,crying/crying kink.

Pairing(s); The Boys X (Afab) Fem! Reader.

Summary; you regret telling your friends that your mouth is sensitive.

A/n; …..this is for @toomanybandstocare 🫡

��It was embarrassing! Stop laughing!” You pouted crossing your arms as you leaned against Eddie’s trailer wall. Eddie chuckled sipping his beer bottle “I’m sorry sweetheart!” Billy nodded “Cmon it’s a little funny” he added. “You guys are just fucking assholes” you sat your bottle down on his coffee table.

“Did your knees really give out? Just from a kiss?” Steve asked and you nodded “it’s normal!! I have a overly sensitive mouth anyway!” You defended and the three men looked at each other. “How sensitive?” Billy asked and you shrugged “I don’t know how to answer that Billy” you leaned back against the wall. “I’m sorry you had a bad date” you rolled your eyes “sure you are billy” “I am!” He defended hiding his smirk with his bottle of beer.

“You’ve always been sensitive” you furrowed your brows at Steve “what’s that supposed to mean!” “Even in school! If a guy just brushed your arm you’d be unable to speak” you rolled your eyes “not true…” “so true! When you first met billy you could barely form the word hi” “I’m anti social! Shut up Harrington!” He rolled his eyes.

“You aren’t sensitive when I touch you” Eddie pointed out “well yeah because I’m used to it. You’ve known me since we were 4” you sighed “I’m never gonna find a boyfriend” “sure you will!” Billy said and you continued to pout. “Dolly, stop pouting” Billy stood up sitting his bottle down and stalking over to you. “Cmon smile for me” he cupped your cheeks and your face flushed from his close proximity.

“What’s gonna make you smile hmm?” He tucked hair behind your ear and you felt like your brain was mushed. Billy chuckled “will a kiss make it better?” He offers and you nod “mhm” you mumble expecting him to kiss your cheek like normal. He smiled and dipped his head down pressing his lips to yours, you let out a gasp and he pressed his tongue into your mouth. His hand cupped the back of your neck keeping you pressed to him.

Your hands fisted his red button up your knees feeling week and like they were about to give out until he pulled away. You gasped leaning down into his chest as he smirked “did your knees wanna give out pretty girl? Hmm?” You didn’t say anything just focused on trying to fix your breathing and Steady your jelly legs.

You didn’t even get a chance because Steve was pushing Billy out of the way and capturing your lips in his and you whined your thighs trembling. Steve gripped your chin keeping you held to his mouth as he kissed you pleasure shooting though you from your mouth. Steve pulls away leaving your lips wet and sloppy and you’re clinging to him.

Your release is once again short lived as Eddie grabs you and tugs you to him kissing you just as roughly as the other two. He wrapped a arm around your waist helping you to stand as he kissed you roughly. Pleasured pangs shot through your body and when Eddie pulled away your legs gave out and you fell down to his carpet you body shivering. Tears pricked your eyes and your face was flushed as your thighs twitched.

“Dolly, did you just cum?” Billy asked and you shook your head “n-no” you stuttered and Steve chuckled “oh you so did. What a naughty little girl” Steve chides and you were limply clinging to Eddie’s jeans, hand fisted into his jeans. “You guys are so….so mean” you sniffled and Eddie bent down lifting you up “Awh, don’t cry sweetheart we are sorry. Just wanted a little fun didn’t mean for that to happen” you hiccuped tears streaming down your face from embarrassment.

“Liar!” You whined and the three men chuckled Eddie sat down with you in his lap, Billy coming over and tilting your head back against his chest “maybe we just wanted to see those pretty little tears of yours Dolly” you sniffled “such a pretty little thing” he pecked your lips again and you squirmed. “sorry baby we’ll fix it, make it right Cmon” Steve pulled your face over to him and pecked your lips. “Yeah, we are gonna make it feel so much better good girl.” Eddie promised and pecked your lips.

#tori writes #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson x reader #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x you #steve harrington smut #steve harrington #billy hargrove x reader #billy hargrove x female reader #billy hargrove x you #billy hargrove smut

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eymie · 3 months

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Hello! Can you write a Billy the Kid x fem reader smut where they're friends but she works at the brothel or something. He hates the fact that she works there and one night when she's moaning about how none of the guys know what they're doing, billy shows her that he knows exactly what he's doing? Maybe some cocky billy?

BETTER THAN THEM !

warning: smut, fingering, unprotected sex (wrap before you tap it), grinding, choking (kinda but not really), prob more but im tired

You’d known Billy for a few years now, meeting as young teenagers. He had a few friends but you were his closest. His free time was spent with you, he watched other men fall at your feet. Begging for just an ounce more of your attention.

He hated when you got a job at the brothel in town, he could've found you a job or his mother could've. You had heard from a few girls in town that it's the easiest way to make quick money and you had jumped at the chance. Your family wasn't well off and you knew you needed this.

He heard men in the saloons talking about you. The wat you writhed under them, whining their names. He knew it was so you'd get a tip but he couldn't help but feel his body tense up. A few of those men leaving with bloody nose and black eye.

Billy couldn't escape the echoes of saloon gossip about your actions at the brothel. The visceral reactions of those men stirred conflicting emotions in him – a mix of discomfort, protectiveness, and an unsettling tension. His response, defending your honor with fists, became a silent testament to the depth of his feelings for you.

He knew he could please you better than any of those grimy men paying for your attention. He had your attention for free. Now here you were sitting in his room complaining to him about these men.

"Billy, they don't even feel good." You groaned, shoving your face into your hands. "At least the money is."

Billy's hands clenched into a fist as he tried to process your words. His voice barely above a whisper, he asked, "What do you mean?"

"None of them have ever made me... you know." You admitted, looking down at your hands. You fidgeted with your hands, looking back up into his pale blue eyes.

His eyes bore into yours.

You continued, pacing around your room frustrated. "They're all so sloppy, and aggressive."

He swallowed hard, taking a step closer to you. "I can make you cum." His voice was low and husky, filled with desire and determination.

"What?" You asked, furrowing your brows in confusion.

Billy held your gaze, his eyes burning with passion and conviction. "I can make you feeling things that none of them ever will."

"But Billy--"

"I'm the only one who knows how to touch you just right." His heart was racing as he took another step closer, their bodies almost touching now.

"Billy." You tried again, barely knowing what to say.

"I promise you won't regret it," he whispered, reaching out to brush his fingers against your cheek. The touch was gentle but electric, sending shivers down his spine.

"We're friends." Best of friends, you didn't want to ruin it one bit. You didn't want to break the bond of the closest friend you've ever had, as bad as you needed him.

"We can be so much more than that," Billy replied, his voice barely above a whisper. His heart pounded in his chest as he leaned in closer still, his lips mere inches from yours now. "Tell me you don't think about me."

"Wait." Your hands pressed against his chest but you didn't push him any further away. Your fingers clenched in the fabric of his shirt, almost pulling him in with intense urge.

Billy took a deep breath, his eyes locked onto yours. He could feel the heat rising between them as they stood there in silence. Finally, he couldn't hold back any longer; he closed the distance between them and pressed his lips firmly against yours.

You lips moved against his, tongues sliding against each other. You ignored any other concern invading your thoughts as you pulled him closer. His hands slid under your dress, nothing underneath.

"I didn't--"

He ignores you, hands finding the flesh of your ass. His hands groping at your ass, squeezing your flesh. You lips part against his, letting out a soft gasp. His hands so close to your shamefully wet folds.

"What pleases you?" His voice was a low whisper against your ear, wetness pooling in your undergarments. Your breath hitched as your mind raced trying to think of an honest answer.

You took a breath, then asked him. "What do you mean?"

"What makes you feel good, pleasures you." His lips brushed against your ear, hot breath fanning against your flushed skin. His hands traveled to your wetness, brushing his finger tips along it.

You hid your face in his neck, squinting your eyes shut as his fingers spread your folds apart, wetness coating his long fingers. Your chest heaved, your body begging to be released from it's clothed restraints.

"I-I don't know..." You stuttered, your was voice low and barely audible. You didn't know what pleased you, what you needed to feel good. His lips pressed against your neck, teeth grazing skin.

His words were hot against your skin, "How do they fuck you?”

In the intense moment, your astonishment mirrored in widened eyes as you gazed at him, his expression remaining stoic, a genuine sincerity cutting through the bluntness of his words. You slowly began to utter, “Billy I-“

He pulls his hand from underneath your skirt, pushing his long fingers into your mouth allowing you to taste yourself. Your tongue pressed along his fingers, your taste invading your taste buds.

HIs inquiry hung in the air, “It doesn’t matter, does it?” Yet, his fingers in your mouth rendered you speechless, creating a moment where words were stifled, leaving the question unanswered.

He withdrew his fingers from your mouth, unveiling a momentary pause that echoed.

His hands travelled to your corset. His fingers deftly worked at the laces of your corset, each gentle movement unveiling a layer of intimacy and revealing a vulnerability that seemed to heighten the intensity of your tension.

Your dress fell to the floor along with the rest of your clothing, undergarments including. His gaze bore into yours, cold air causing goosebumps to your skin, worse under his touch. You closed yours eyes as his hand slid back down between your thighs.

He slowly pushed you down against the bed, hands spreading your thighs. He ran his thumb down your slick folds, collecting your wetness on the tip of his fingers. A sharp breath coming from your parted lips as his rough thumb pressed into your sensitive clit.

"Do they touch you this way?" He asked, pressing your clit harder under his thumb. You shook your head, knowing they just paid to fuck you and not foreplay.

A sense of confidence surging through him, he couldn't help it knowing he was the one making you feel this way. Knowing not another man could make you feel like this one just his fingers.

His finger pressed past your folds, pushing through your gushing entrance. Your hips rose off the bed to meet his hand as he slipped a second finger inside you.

"Moaning on just my hand?" He teased, thrusting his fingers back inside you. You wetness coating his thick long fingers. Your mind raced, never feeling like this by just a mans hand before.

Soft moans leaving your part lips, thighs clenching around his hand. His fingers curled inside you, pressing into your g-spot. You let out a gasp, bucking your hips. His hands were relentless, thrusting his fingers back inside you faster than before driving you towards your orgasm. The wire inside you had tightened, begging to snap.

"Billy-- I'm gonna--" You whined, your hand grabbing his wrist in attempt to stop him. His free hand and pried yours away, pinning it to the bed beside you. Your fingers twisted in the sheets as his hands fucked you closer to your orgasm.

"Do it, cum on my fingers." He encouraged, continuing his thrusts until you writhed under his hands, crying out his name. He kissed along your neck, trailing down to your collarbone leaving purple blemishes. "I bet they don't have you whining like this, crying out my name like it's not just my hand."

His thumb continuously rubbed your clit, fingers curling inside of you. His fingers fuck you through your orgasm, your body sensitive with overstimulation. He felt a sense of satisfaction knowing he could brink you over the edge with just his fingers. He couldn't just stop there.

His fingers were relentless, the way they continuously thrust into you. Moans slipping from your lips, begging for him to slow down just for a second. Your whines falling to deaf ears. His teeth grazed your erect nipples, slowly running his tongue around them.

"Billy, oh--" You hips lift off the bed, his fingers thrusting inside you in attempt to draw out another orgasm. His hands pressed against the fat of your breasts, groping them as he sucks your nipples into his mouth. "Gonna--"

His other hand helps you arch your back off the bed, hips grinding into his hand as you juices coat his fingers. Your jaw going slack as he takes you through yet another orgasm, slowly pulling his fingers from your slick.

"None of those men could make you cum?" He asks again, spreading your thighs apart. You shake your head in response, leaning back on your elbows. You watch as he sucks his fingers into his mouth, groaning at your taste in response.

"Not one of them, Billy." He pulls his fingers from his mouth, wiping his saliva off on his pants. Your legs clench shut watch his fingers slowly unbutton his pants, sliding down his zipper.

"What a shame."

Your lips part as you watch him pull down his pants, an evident bulge in his underwear. Your felt your cunt clench around nothing, watching as he unbuttoned his shirt revealing his chest.

His strong hands turned you over onto your stomach, helping you up onto your hands and knees. His hands found purchase on your hips, pulling you closer to him. His bulge pressed into your wet cunt, hips slowly grinding into your cunt.

"Do you want it?" He asked, thumbs rubbing at your flesh. Your slick soaked through his thin fabric, bulge pressing harder into your wet cunt.

You nod, pushing your hips back to try and get more friction. You whine at the way his bulge presses harder against you, fabric rubbing against your sensitive nub.

“Say it.”

“Yes, I want it.” You begged, overstimulated and out of breath. Your hands clench into the sheets wishing he'd just fuck you.

”Will you quit?” His voice was stern, yet you knew he had no sense of anger. He was needy, he needed you and needed to prove himself. He needed to convince you that he was more than anyone else, more than any amount of money.

“What?” You asked, voice cracking. You turned your head back trying to catch a sight of him. He leaned back, hands still holding your hips against him.

“If I can prove I’m better, then you quit.”

“But—“

He was quick to cut you off, “You don’t need that money, let me show you.”

You close your eyes, the sound of his hands pulling down his undergarments filling the silent room. Your fingers grip the sheets, preparing yourself for the stretch.

The tip of his cock pressed into her cunt, swearing her slick around. He slides his cock down to press against your clit making you jolt.

“Don’t tease—“

He cuts you off by pushing his tip past your folds. A moan leaving your lips, whining at the way his cock stretched you open. His large hands pulled your hips back as he slides himself inside you.

“Shh, taking me so well.” He praised, cock breaching as far as it can inside you. He watched as your pussy is spread wide, embracing his cock.

Small whimpers fell from your lips as he pulls back, thrusting back in. He promised himself he’d start off slow, he couldn’t.

“Billy—“ You whined, his thrusts were relentless. Constantly thrusting back in faster than before, unable to hold back your loud moans.

As much as he wanted to hear your noises, the walls were thin and you were loud. His large hand clasped over your mouth muffling your moans.

Your eyes rolled back, moaning into his hand as he brushed your cervix. His free hand slid to pinch your nipples and fondle your breasts. Your cunt stretched wide, insides bullied by his thrusts.

You cried his name but it was silenced by his hand. Your legs shook, holding up your weight as you were overtook by pleasure. His fingers slid from your breast to your clit, overstimulated and sensitive.

His finger pressed into your clit, eyes rolling back in return. Your walls closed around his length, a groan escaping his lips. The wire inside you once again tightening signaling your soon to come orgasm. Your arms giving out under you, your chest and face pressed into the cheap sheets.

His hand released your mouth, silent moans now all that came from it. His hand pressed down on your back, pulling your ass up into the air.

“That’s it, cum for me.” He felt the way your cunt clenched around, drool smearing into your pillow case. The loud sound of clapping skin filling the room, along with muffled moans and Billy’s held back groans.

One harsh thrust sending you into your impending orgasm. Mouth falling wide open as your cum coated his thick cock. His hands pulled your hips further onto his cock, hips grinding into yours as he pushes you through your orgasm.

“Billy— too much!” You whined, pushing your hand behind you against his abs trying to push him back. He grabbed your wrist, holding it tight before thrusting in quicker than before.

“No, not enough.” He argued, letting go of your wrist that fell back beside you without any fight.

He was holding back his own impending orgasm, hoping to fuck you into another one. His hand wraps around your neck, not too tightly but just enough force to pull you back. He pushed his face into his neck, teeth grazing your skin.

"Better?" He asked with a sense of cockiness in his tone. His tongue pressing over your deep purple marks decorating your skin. The way he thrusted into your made your head spin, his finger rubbing your sensitive clit making it worse.

"What--" You moaned, he was quick to cut you off again.

"Am I better?" Billy asked again, this time his tone more annoyed, annunciating his words. You knew what he meant, better than the other men at the brothel.

"Yes," You assured, placing your hand over his own that decorated your neck. Your nails pressed into his hands, scratching his skin as the pleasure overwhelmed you.

"All of them?"

Your cunt squeezed him, his breathing got heavier as he neared his own high. The way your soft warm walls fluttered around his length, spasming as it neared your orgasm.

"Yes, all of them"

Your fourth orgasm ripped through you, your cunt clenching him like a vice. His name falling off your tongue, loudly being moaned into the room.

Your words came out in a jumble of words, stuttering mess. "Billy... please-- inside!"

His brows furrowed, already too late before he understood your begging pleas. He pulled his cock from your tight entrance, seed spilling from his red tip coating your plush skins. Your cunt was raw and used, clenching around nothing.

"Sorry," He mumbled, out of breath. He grabbed a nearby rag, wiping down your skin from his hot seed. Your body collapsed onto the bed, out of breath and tired.

"Billy?" You asked, turning onto your back. Your chest heaved, soft breaths leaving your parted lips. You felt his weight beside you on the bed, the mattress sinking down next to you.

"Yes?"

"I'll quit."

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darnell-la · 2 months

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Forbid - Steve Harrington , Eddie Munson & Billy Hargrove (part 2)

pairing: unhinged!steve harrington x cocky!billy hargrove x cocky!eddie munson x reader

summary: after finishing y/n off, Eddie and Billy drive to Steve’s place to show them the mess y/n put herself into. Steve thought he could let her run free, he even tried to give her a chance to be right, but she can never shut her mouth. at least no fast enough.

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“She’s gone quiet. Fuckin’ pathetic,” Eddie snapped his hip hard just once to get a tired whine out of her. She’s been cumming and crying all night, allowing the two men to take her over.

“I honestly thought she’d last longer than us,” Billy said, surprised at how much they’ve drained her. “I don’t think she’s had good cock in her life. Been messin’ around with them young folks,” Eddie said.

She’s told Eddie about her horrible hookups, and now she’s regretting everything she’s told him. He knows so much about her that she can’t lie or hide anything from her. She can’t even hide that she loves this, from him.

“Ain’t that right, sweetheart? Been fucked by all of these kids, and now you can’t take real cock. I mean, look at you. I barely have to fuck you hard,” Eddie said, still thrusting his hips. He’ll never get over watching her suck him back in.

“Mhm,” y/n finally answered him back from the fuck sessions him and Billy have given her for the past hours. “You love being passed around between us two? Imagine how you’ll feel with three grown cocks stuffing every last hole you’ve got to give,” Eddie rubbed down y/n’s back as he felt himself get close once again.

“So fuckin’ full,” Eddie groaned low as he spilled inside her one last time for right now. He can’t keep going. He’s been at this with Billy for a good hour, and he needs to save up, just in case they need to join in at the house.

“I’ll take her to her car while you drive to Steve. Need time to tie her up,” Eddie spoke to Billy as he pulled out of y/n. The weak girl instantly fell off of the car. Both of their bodies have been holding her up this whole time.

“Alright, I’ll give you want you need,” Billy began looking through his bags. “Wanna be professional or careless?” Billy asked, remembering he has proper huffs and ropes. “Careless. She’s free use, remember?” Billy said as he looked down at y/n’s used and cummed-in body.

Hearing that word free-use for them makes this whole situation mind blowing to her. She’s actually living her dreams.

“I’ll meet you there,” Billy handed over some ropes and other things to Eddie before throwing his bag in the car, getting in and driving off. Y/n shouted a few things, confused on why Billy is leaving since she’s completely missed that Eddie will be taking her to Steve.

“Corporate,” Eddie looked down at y/n before getting on his knees and beginning to tie her up. “What the- Eddie! This session is over! Let me go!” Y/n said, but Eddie didn’t come here for a session. In fact, he set this up, hoping y/n would be good for him and Steve, but she failed

“You think I give a shit about your little whore-session!?” Eddie yelled in her face then continued tying her down. Eddie grew angry at the way y/n fought back. He was planning on taking it easy in her, but she asked for it.

After Eddie got done, he tapped her mouth shut. “How about that,” Eddie chuckled before grabbing the anal plug and lube Billy left for him. “Let’s see how you do with your ass full,” Eddie grabbed y/n and forced her on her stomach.

The tied up girl tried yelling and squirming around to get up from Eddie, but it wasn’t happening. Eddie spread y/n’s cheeks until her asshole was exposed. “Fuck, it’s tight,” Eddie groaned as he rubbed a finger along it.

Y/n whined at his touch. “Yeah, you like that?” Eddie asked as he squeezed the lube bottle over her hole. Y/n hitched at the cold feeling on asshole, making Eddie groan. “Yeah,” Eddie groaned under his breath before placing the bottle down and rubbing it in.

“You’re gonna be so full,” Eddie smirked down at the pretty girl who’s currently running wild in her kind. Billy left her to Eddie. Billy left her just for Eddie’s own small pleasure, and she can’t seem to hate it.

Without warning, the older man pushed at the girls entrance. “Ah, fuck, fuck!” Y/n whined as Eddie pushed further and further into her until the plug was fully in her.

“You’re just so tight. Christ,” Eddie admired the pretty pink diamond plug is y/n’s asshole. “Gonna have to get use to it,” Eddie said before getting up and placing the lube and plug in his pocket.

Eddie quickly picked y/n up and swung her over his shoulder before walking off with her. “Y/n tried kicking, but her feet and knees are tied and her wrist are tried behind her back.

“Keep fightin’ and this night will only get better,” Eddie said as he touched all over y/n’s ass. He couldn’t get enough of her, and she’s beginning to notice it. Even on Billy’s part.

Eddie had threw y/n in the back seat of her own car before taking off. Y/n kept her act up but kicking, screaming and begging, but her mouth is taped. He paid no mind to his little prize as he drove all the way to Steve’s house.

Billy had gotten there before them, so as soon as Eddie pulled up, he hopped out of the car to grab y/n and throw her over his shoulders.

“He’s gonna be very very angry, baby. I wish I could help you,” Eddie fake pouted in y/n’s face before walking towards Steve’s front door. She’s so confused, and scared right now. What if people see her? This could go so wrong all because she’s had this sick little kink.

After Eddie unlocked Steve’s house since he knows where he leaves his spare key, Billy carried y/n upstairs and into Steve’s guest room that Eddie showed him the way too.

The two older men had kept themselves up and made money, so a big house like this is nothing to them, but for y/n, it’s something brand new.

“Oh, Stevie!” Eddie shouted through the house as he made his way to Steve in the shower. Y/n heart dropped, confused and in shock. No. Steve can’t see her like this.

That’s when the still tied up girl began kicking and screaming. Everything’s still muffled, only making Billy laugh at how humiliating she looks.

“You don’t have good fighting Instinkts, princess. We’ll have to work on that, but for now, I need you to calm down,” Billy stood next to y/n who’s in the middle off a bed, trying to wiggle free.

“Hey, Steve!” Eddie knocked on Steve’s bathroom door before stepping in. “What’s up?” He asked as he rinsed himself off. “Guess who I found,” Eddie said as Steve stood there confused and waiting for Eddie to speak up.

“Our little sweetheart,” Eddie said, instantly boiling Steve’s blood. “She actually went? There’s no way,” Steve said. He had thought Eddie was lying about him talking to Billy about y/n and this app, but he clearly wasn’t.

“Billy fucked her!?” Steve basically screamed. “Yep,” Eddie laughed, knowing that would mess with Steve and get him angrier. He would hate for y/n to be fucked unconscious for disobeying him.

“I did too,” Eddie smirked at the man, making Steve rub his face in frustration. “See for yourself. She’s in your guest bed all tied up on display for you,” Eddie said before waking out, not even closing the bathroom door.

Steve hit the shower knob, trining the shower off as he tried keeping himself together. Steve has never had this idea to hurt y/n in any sexual way. He’s always wanted soft and slow sex with his perfect girl, but something about y/n makes him want to act out of his limits.

Steve quickly dried himself up and walked to his room to at least put boxers on. He couldn’t wait long enough to get fully dressed or even dry his hair. He has to see if she actually went out disloyal.

“Oh, I think it’s him, darling. Might wanna calm down,” Eddie said, setting alarms off in Steve’s head. He knows she shouldn’t go in. If he sees her, he’ll flip, but he had to see. He just had to check and see if his perfect girl cheated.

Steve slowly walked around the corner, and at the same time, y/n and Steve’s heart dropped. Y/n instantly stopped kicking and screaming as Steve’s made his way in the room.

Steve took a short look at Billy before looking back at y/n. He hasn’t talked to Billy in a good two years, and any time he has, it’s always some stupid argument or about y/n.

“Why?” Steve asked. Billy ripped the tape off of y/n’s mouth, making her yelp. “I-I’m sorry, I swear! I swear Mr, Harrington!” Y/n began to tear up. “Mr. Harrington?” Steve asked with a scoff before he turned around and rubbed his face.

“Watch what your say, princess,” Eddie warned y/n. “I-I’m sorry, Steve,” y/n corrected herself, but it’s far too late. Now he sees what she sees him as. A coworker, and he can’t have that.

“Y/n,” Steve spoke as he slowly turned back towards her. “I’m going to give you another chance. I have sympathy for you. From now on, you only go place after asking me. You only speak to me and whoever I allow you to speak to,” Steve started making rules.

“You won’t need to work, for I will provide for you. You’ll even move in, but I will not accept this whore activity. You’ve pissed me off far enough,” Steve tried saying in his best voice possible.

“I- Steve, I’m a grown woman. Look, I get this looks bad, but — You’re not my father,” y/n said, making Eddie and Billy steps back. They knew what was coming.

“I’m not trying g to be your father, y/n! I’m trying to be a good loyal man to you, but you’re just fucking up and walking around free. You can’t do that! We forbid you do this app shit, and look at you! You fucked Billy!” Steve yelled.

“She even sucked me off,” Billy spoke quietly then kept his mouth closed. Knowing what Steve will do when he’s mad is something Billy and Eddie want to see.

“You sucked him off!?” Steve asked y/n before grabbing his face again. “No! Well, yeah, but, I don’t know,” y/n said. “You’re banded from being around any type of man, I don’t fucking care if it’s someone working at a cash register. You are forbidden!” Steve demand.

“Hell, no! You’re not my dad, brother or fuckin’ boyfriend, Steve. You can’t do this!” Y/n argued back and forth with him, but deep down, she likes being told what she can and can’t do. He must really want her to himself.

“Oh, is that so? Oh, so you only listen to strangers who fuck you, hm? Is that what it is!? I gotta be a stranger and fuck your cunt full for you to listen!?” Steve yelled at her. He didn’t plan to, but he left out the room to grab his kink bag.

“Oh, shit,” Eddie jumped around before sitting done in front of the bed on a sofa. Billy joined him before Steve entered the room. “I’ll give you what you want then, since little brats like you get everything they fuckin’ dream of,” Steve said as he went through his bad.

The older man angrily set up these equipment on his bed board and foot board. “Steve, calm down. We can figure something out,” y/n said, already settled and willing to hear Steve out, but he’s done talking and trying to help her understand.

Steve roughly grabbed y/n and untried her. She thought he was letting her go, but he instantly grabbed her wrists and wrapped them to his bed board before he went to her feet and did the same.

“What the fuck! Steve! You can’t just fuckin’ kidnapp me! I didn’t agree to this in any fuckin’ messages,” y/n yelled at him. Steve had enough. He walked face height of her on the bed and slapped her hard.

“That’ll shut her up,” Billy chuckled low in front of the bed as Eddie laughed to himself. “You really think I care what you said in some social media messages, y/n!? You cheated!” Steve yelled.

“I didn’t cheat! We’re not dating!” Y/n was still confused int that before. Steve quickly climbed on top of her and wrapped his right hand around her neck to make her focus on his words and his words only.

“You’ve been mine since I laid eyes on you. And I know you know how I feel by the way you act around me and Eddie. Sometimes you’re a girls girl but most of the time you’re bad, and you know it. You fuckin’ know it but you keep playing,” stave gripped harder.

“I-I don’t understand,” y/n chocked, not getting where he’s trying to get at. “I’ll make you,” Steve said before reaching in his pants to pull his already hard cock out.

“Oh my- Steve, no! No, no, no, no, no,” y/n repeated as she began wiggling again. She’s to sore and he’s to big. He’s definitely bigger than Billy and Eddie. It’s not like they were small, but ones thicker and the other is longer. Steve is both.

“Oh, yeah, and you’re gonna lay here and take it. You get no more choices,” Steve said as Eddie and Billy got up and untied her feet. She thought they were helping her, but they grappled this strap and wrapped her legs against but this time, place some of the wrap around the back of her neck, forcing her legs up and wide open.

“Wait, no! Guys, please, don’t! I can’t! I can’t do anymore!” Y/n’s eyes began glossing up. What if she passed out? That’ll be embarrassing. But at the same time, she knows she’d like it. Fuck!

“And your ass is full!? Holy shit, you’re a goddamn slut,” Steve gripped y/n’s neck again, this right now to tight as he grabbed his cock and pushed at her wet and still soaked cunt.

“You’re already so full of cum. God, you’re just something else,” Steve slammed all the way into y/n, not caring how load she screamed. “Safe word?” Billy asked, still checking for her half-ass confirmation. Y/n stayed silent.

“The fuck is that?” Steve asked, saying still as he looked at Billy. “To make sure she’s fine with this, but don’t worry. She’s a whore. She liked almost anything,” Billy said as Steve slowly turned towards y/n watching her eyes on his.

“Is that true? Are you a little whore? You like it rough and old?” Steve asked as he slowly pulled out and slowly pushed back in. “F-Fuck!” Y/n threw her head back.

“Huh!?” Steve pulled out fast and roughly slammed back it, knocking the wind out of y/n’s lungs. The already drained girl rolled her eyes back as he jaw stayed opened, trying to find enough air but its barley coming.

“Answer me!” Steve gripped y/n’s neck harder than the last time he did, but she refused to admit to it. “Answering me you fuckin’ slut. Answer me!” Steve yelled inches away from her face. Her mind grew foggy as his grip stayed the same.

“Motherfucker,” Steve cussed under his breath as he began to snap his hips against her bare skin allowing the hole room to fill with so many nasty noises. The two other men couldn’t stop watching the way Steve used her.

“Wanna be free use? Here you fuckin’ go. Free fuckin’ use like a dirty little bitch. God, you will not live a day without me fucking this cunt so full of cum. I swear to god, I’m going to make you understand who the fuck I am to you,” Steve grabbed y/n’s hair with his free and and tugged at it, letting out moan from her.

“Mhm? Ya like it? Ya fuckin’ like my cock in you? Like old dick so much you can’t fuckin’ breathe, hm? Tell me. Tell your man how much you like his cock drilling’ a hole in your gut,” Steve’s lips slightly touched her ear as he growled.

“I-I-I-“ y/n couldn’t form anything. She’s to fucked out to think, but she knows anything she says will be the truth. “I-I- Fuckin’ say it!” Steve yelled in her face as he snapped his hips after, staring straight into her eyes.

“Want,” y/n struggled. “C’mon, Stevie. Let the girl speak,” Eddie suggested. “Yeah, she’s bound to pass out,” Billy chuckled, seeing how rough Steve can be to what’s his, and he has no problem with it. As long as he gets to see it and take next.

“There. Fuckin’ say it or a fuck you face until you go slack,” stage threatened, and as much as she’d like that, she couldn’t today. “I-I want you. A-All of you,” tears streamed down the pretty girls face as she get her cries quiet.

“Is that so, baby? You want me?” Steve asked in a way better tone then he last spoke. “Y-Yes. I-I want you, baby. P-Please take me,” y/n’s cunt began clinching down in Steve’s cock like the tightest cock sleeve he could ever buy.

“Want me to take you whenever I want? Take you like my perfect little, princess, baby?” Steve spoke into the crook of y/n’s neck as her eyes rolled back and she finally came around Steve’s huge cock.

“Augh, fuck,” Steve moaned as his thrust stuttered and he finally spilled a massive load inside y/n’s cunt. You could hear the wet noises and bubbles building and leaking out of her cunt.

“Now I’m hard again,” Eddie said, making the circle continue. Once one fucks, the others get hard and it never ends. “I-I’ll take it,” y/n said low as Steve slowly pulled out of his girl.

“As long as you know you’re ours. Mine the most, but ours. No more app. No more skipping around Hawkins actin’ free. All ours,” Steve spoke what he wanted. “All yours,” y/n agreed before passionately making out with Steve as the other two men got themselves undressed and ready to please their girl.

part one!

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the-archxr · 2 years

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just like in the movies

steve harrington x afab!reader

summary: yours and steve’s friends with benefits situation becomes a whole lot clearer. alternatively, steve promises to fuck you until you realize just how much he loves you.

a/n: *gif isn’t mine, it’s from pinterest* this. THIS IS THE ULTRA SMUTTY SHIT I WAS TALKING ABOUT. WHEN I GOT THIS IDEA I STARTED SWEATING BUCKETS CAUSE HOLY FUCK. ONE OF THE SMUTTIEST THINGS IVE EVER WRITTEN (I listened to a lot of the weeknd, so I’m not surprised).

warnings: +18 content, SMUT CITY, minors dni; unprotected p in v; use of 80s sex toys (steve bought her a vibrator); jealous!steve/romantic!steve/dom!steve; size kink (steve has a monster schlong); hair pulling kink; biting; overstimulation; praise kink; boob play; masturbation; dirty talk to the fucking MAX (steve calls her a slut); mentions of multiple orgasms; use of different positions; rough sex; oral sex f receiving (cum eating); steve’s breeding kink; mentions of porno movies (this is also prolly the plot of a porno honestly 🙃) lil’ bit of fluff

word count: 7.1k (of pure smut babyy)

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part one (can also be read on its own)

•••

To say you were unsatisfied would be an understatement.

The understatement of the goddamn century.

An hour ago you drove to Rick’s house, where he proceeded to have sex with you, only to cum within the first five minutes of hardly-there foreplay. You hadn’t even realized he finished until he was shuddering into the condom, stroking your hair as though you were a prized possession. A sex toy to let out his lack of stamina on. You had pretended to cum while he was still lost in his high, hoping that you wouldn’t have to deal with the eventual lecture of how it was ‘you’re fault’ that you were ‘too tense’.

Rick wasn’t your first rodeo for guys like that, but part of you hoped it would be different for your first time. That he would be different. He would be caring and attentive and make sure you came first.

You hoped he’d be like Steve.

You hoped that he’d kiss your knuckles and rest his face in your neck as he came. You hoped that he would’ve mumbled praise after praise in your ear as he slowly brought you to that edge before tossing you off with a bite on your collarbone.

Or…

You hoped that he would’ve at least, lasted longer than twenty fucking minutes.

But no. The little shit didn’t even give you a chance to build up your arousal whatsoever. Not even to the point where you would at least be able to finish in the safety of his bathroom.

Thinking back on it, you’re not even too sure he realized you had faked it. That the shitty, high-pitched moan you let out was false, and that he wasn’t in fact ‘giving it to you’, regardless of how many times he mumbled that above you.

The entire thing was stupid. Silly and irreparable and downright annoying.

Because an hour ago you left to go have what was supposed to be really good sex.

And a half hour ago you came home to sit on an empty couch, in your empty house—extremely horny and far hungrier for something that wasn’t microwave mac n’ cheese.

You needed to be fucked. Properly, until you were drooling and unable to speak.

So really, without a second thought, you left your dinner plate on the kitchen counter with your keys still stuffed in your pocket and a new sense of determination.

•

The drive to Steve’s apartment was familiar. A second nature route that guided you from one end of town to the next, up the stairs of his apartment and to number 38. What wasn’t familiar though was the locked front door.

Regardless of the monstrosities—the mind flayer, the bad men, Billy—Hawkins, Indiana was still Hawkins, Indiana. A boring small town in the middle of nowhere full of endless country dried up plains and empty streets.

This meant that other than hicks, and the occasional sense of the end of the world, there was nothing to even be remotely afraid of. And really, nothing that would warrant your friend to lock his door: something he has never once done in all of the years you’ve known him.

There’s a part of your mind that prickles with nerves.

So you knock.

It’s loud and curt and would leave enough room for you to hear the sounds of padding feet. Or any sign of life for that matter. So you wait. You wait for one, two, nearly four minutes and yet you hear nothing.

So you knock again, only to be met with dead silence again.

You go to knock for the third time, but then your ears pick up on a whimper. A low sob which is hardly discernible until it’s accompanied by a crackle of television and a creak of the floor. Putting your ear to the door, you concentrate on trying to pick up on any other sound you can.

But after nothing happens, you choose to dig through your pockets until you come across the spare key he gave you.

Pushing it in, you slowly turn the lock until you hear a soft click and the door falls open. His apartment is dark. Pitch black, with the only semblance of light coming in from the thick curtains covering the living room window.

“Steve?”

Quiet.

“Steve?”

The agitation that tickles you at the back of your neck morphs into fear. Because Steve is usually a light sleeper. One of the lightest sleepers you know, easily woken up by something as soft as the sound of rain. So with no response and a locked door, your heart jumps at the possibility of something horrible.

Gone is the thought of your needy arousal. Now you worry about your friend's life and what you’ll find when you come across his body.

If you come across his body.

You’ve had nightmares like this. All eerily similar to the current events playing out. It all begins like this with you walking through his kitchen and down the main hall, only to end in the worst.

The bedroom door is closed, having been forced shut without any lock on it. The air surrounding you—frigid and nail-biting—feels like death. Completely lifeless other than the light of the tv bleeding out from under the door.

The faint sounds come back, but as hard as you try to listen, you can’t make them out at all. And though that still concerns you, it doesn’t deter you. Everything acts like a magnet, drawing you closer to the source of the noise and the end of the mystery that causes your heart to slam against your ribs.

Your hand grabs ahold of the doorknob and as you open the door slowly, you start to realize what exactly you’re hearing.

And what you’re seeing.

Through the small space, you can see…a movie. It takes you a second to understand what you’re seeing, but when it finally clicks, you can’t help but feel flushed. There are flashing images of a woman bouncing on what looks like a guy dressed in a pizza delivery costume. Over-exaggerated echoey moans are then met with softer noises. Ones that sound as though they’re coming from right beside you. Instinctually you look to your left, only to find Steve in a compromising position. He’s lying on his bed in the corner of the room, spread eagle, pants by his ankles and cock in his fist.

His hand is tight around his length, pumping quick and hard as his hairy thighs flail around. His head is flat on the pillow, jaw wide open as he mumbles incoherently, twitching every time his thumb runs over his tip.

You gulp at the sight, legs tightening together both at the perversion of watching him and in hope of bringing some sort of relief.

He looks beautiful like this.

Granted, Steve Harrington is always beautiful. Pretty beyond words. Soft hair and honey eyes and strong hands covered in moles and freckles and the evidence of a life lived.

He’s like a deity. A demi-god of sorts, like the kind you learned about in your junior year ancient history class. Hercules and Perseus. Man and god, divine and mundane.

Beautiful and otherworldly.

You can tell he’s close, chest rising in shallow puffs of stunted air. His fingers tighten against himself; squeezing the base and dragging upward, only to repeat the motion again even faster.

You shouldn’t be watching this.

But you can’t look away.

“Steve?”

You scare him shitless. He jumps, nearly ten feet off the bed only to flop on his stomach and onto the ground. He seemingly disappears, the only thing visible of him being a hand that frantically searches for the remote.

“Jesus fucking Christ, —!” He shuffles around on the ground for a bit, yanking on his pants as he grabs a pillow and covers his hard-on. “What the fuck is wrong with you?”

Throwing your hands up in the air, you turn on the bedside lamp closest to you, yellow light warming up the room as your eyes readjust. “I—I thought you were hurt!” You stutter.

“Hurt? What do you mean hurt?”

Huffing, you force yourself to keep looking at him and not the incredibly dirty image paused on the tv screen. “Your door was locked.”

His eyes widen. “…what?”

“Your door was locked, Steve, your doors never locked. I was worried.”

“So?” He yelps, taking the remote and permanently turning the tv off. A red flush deepens across his face, swirling down his neck and blooming beneath the collar of his shirt. “You don’t just walk into someone’s house when their door is locked.”

“You gave me a key, and you didn’t respond when I called out for you.” You roll your eyes, averting your gaze to the floor as embarrassment starts to take over. “How the fuck was I supposed to know you were jacking off?”

Groaning, Steve falls backward into the bed, hands flying up to cover his eyes. Shaking his head, his palms dig into his eye sockets. “Gross, don’t say that—“

“What? Jacking off?!”

“Yes, it’s—it’s just—“

“That’s what you were doing!”

“It’s my home!” He whines, looking away to continue avoiding you. “If I want to jack off with my door locked then that’s what I’ll fucking do!”

You blink at him in bewilderment, anxiety running you both to the ground as you try to ignore the other. With a long sigh, Steve crosses his arms and blinks up at the ceiling, giving way to the silent dance you both are partaking in. It isn’t until he’s running a large hand through his sweaty hair, that he exhales deeply. “What are you doing here anyway? …Thought you were out with Dick.”

“Rick,” you correct.

“Same difference.”

“It’s really not,” you snap. Wringing your hands out, you lean against the wall, jitters running up your arms as the tension in the air slowly begins to disperse. You feel incredibly exposed, the memory of why you’re actually here coming back to the forefront of your mind. Shaking your head, you bit at your cheek. “Anyways, it doesn’t matter now ‘cause it didn’t end well. Probably won’t see him anymore.”

If Steve has any reaction, any thoughts or comments or feelings on the matter, you don’t see them. His expression is unreadable. “Is—did he do something wrong?” He finally says.

You laugh. A half-hearted chuckle as you fall onto the edge of the bed, much like you’ve done a million times before. “It’s more like what didn’t he do.” He doesn’t respond, but his gaze does shift over to you. He waits for you to continue; eyes imploring you to do so while he sits there. Groaning, you lie down beside him. “Well I went there to y’know…we were going to…anyway… We’re doing it, right? Like we’re getting ready and then—then he ends up coming like the second he puts on the fucking condom.”

“…Jesus.”

“Right?” You grit your teeth at the memory. All the frustration from earlier bubbles over into word vomit; things you weren’t exactly planning on telling Steve but can no longer stop from escaping. The proverbial cracking dam. “And then, oh, and then the fucking kicker! When he’s done pretty much fucking himself, he has the audacity to ask me if I came. Ya know the whole—“ you lower your voice with a cough. “‘Was it as good for you as it was for me?’ type bullshit.”

Out of the corner of your eye, you catch Steve's grimace. “Gross.”

“Ugh, I know!” You cry, squirming in your spot on the mattress. “Like shit, I didn’t even want to go over, but I was lonely and…and I guess I thought that maybe it would be different?” You let out a sigh, an exasperated sound as you stretch your body out. “But Jesus, if I knew what I know now I wouldn’t have even wasted the fucking time.”

The two of you sit in silence again; shoulders touching with your fingers dangerously close to intertwining with the other. There’s a different kind of strain on the situation—a different feeling that graces both of your equally frustrated selves.

Steve still holds the pillow over his crotch, fingers digging into the corner of it every time he shifts his hips; a gesture that you’re intensely aware of and acutely turned on by.

Except you reason that maybe you lost the moment.

Maybe you imagined too much for tonight, and you jeopardized everything.

Your original purpose for being here was lost to time, mixed up in enough confusion and shock to shadow your moody arousal. And now, you’re just sad. A painfully lonely person who’s just beginning to realize how painfully lonely they are. Pathetic to the point where you have to go to your friend to try and get your rocks off, only for him to not want you either.

You don’t even try to stick around to ask him if he wants you.

Part of you thinks maybe he fell asleep, but then he stirs as you get up and stride toward the door. “Where are you going?”

Crossing your arms over your chest, you tug at the wrinkles in your shirt. “I’m sorry, I—I just wanted to talk. But I…I should go home.”

Steve’s hand wraps around your forearm pulling you towards him. He doesn’t say anything, though, with the way he strokes circles into your elbow, you consider that he doesn’t have to. “Why are you here, —?”

“I told you,” you sigh. “I was lonely. I just—I needed to talk. But we talked and you’re…you’re clearly busy, so it’s okay. It’s okay, Steve, I’ll see you tomor—“

“Are you still lonely?”

The even pace of your heartbeat stutters. “What?”

He gulps then, his Adam’s apple bobbing as his eyes squint together. There’s something he’s concentrating on or something he’s holding himself back from. You can’t exactly tell. But you can see that it’s bothering him. That whatever he’s thinking is especially troublesome as it hangs in the balance between you. “Are you still lonely?” You frown.

“I don’t know what you mean, Ste—“

“Cause I think you are.” He mumbles, pulling your hand closer to his face, twisting and turning it delicately in his grasp as he inspects you. “I think you need the company, sweetheart.” He places a butterfly kiss on the main vein on the inside of your wrist. “And I also think you need a good fucking orgasm.”

Oh.

The pit of your stomach opens wide at his words. A gaping hole that plummets with the fire of his touch, with the way his hair falls in his face, and with the way he looks at you.

He looks at you like you’re everything. Like you don’t really exist, and you’re nothing but a mirage.

One that is only tailored to him.

You’re still when he stands up, not even moving when his hands come up to your shoulders and his mouth lands on your cupid’s bow. You softly exhale. “…And not just from some rich douchebag…” his knuckles stroke your forehead, face’s already slanting together—an assumed position as your body complies with him. “You need to be fucked by someone who cares, honey.”

You roll your eyes and grumble, a surge of confidence washing over you. “Like who? …like you?”

He smirks at your quip, at your ability to bite back even in the heat of the moment. Pressing his lips to your mouth, he hums. “You don’t know the half of it.”

Kissing him back, your hands smooth over his chest, down his stomach and to the edge of his Henley. You’re already breathless, having all the air in your lungs been kissed away in a matter of seconds. He has you against the wall, making a mess of your mouth as he sloppily kisses you. “Well then show me…” you nip at his upper lip and sigh into him, taking the time to breathe and examine the solemn look on his face. “Show me how much you care.”

You don’t even need to ask him twice.

Instantly, Steve undresses, guiding you to the bed with wandering pesky fingers tugging at the hem of your own shirt.

His mouth is everywhere, bruising kisses searing into every span of skin; every body part revealed as he removes your clothes piece by piece. Slow. Tantalizing. A mix of having intense control over himself, and none at all.

As though he can’t make up his mind when it comes to you.

His lips are wet, red and raw as they glide over your chin, down your neck and to your collarbone, only to mouth at the flesh above your bra.

Wherever his mouth isn’t, his hands are.

One palm lays flat against your knee, forcing them apart so that way he can nestle between your thighs, legs dangling precariously off the bed. He kisses you like his life depends on it, going back and forth between your face and your chest as he moves the strap of your bra down your arm.

Holding your jaw in place, he squeezes your cheeks until your mouth is wide enough for him to jam his tongue into. His kisses are filthy, frenzied and passionate, yet slow and steady all the same. He’s doing everything and nothing as he works you. The slow start-up of an engine. Preparation for a long fucking night.

Your tongues battle for dominance as your hands card through his hair, holding him in place as you begin your own assault on his lips. Tugging on his head by his roots, he moans loudly before jutting his hips into yours. Pulling away, your spit covers his lips only to be smeared along your neck as he sucks a bruise right below your ear. “You’re so fucking pretty, ya know that? That guy doesn’t know what he’s missing.”

Your heart thrums at his words. At the angsty confession that sounds a lot like what you’ve been wanting to hear, yet being nothing of the sort.

Contrary to popular belief—to the rumours spread through the halls of Hawkins High and what you’ve overheard from a string of dates leaving Family Video—Steve Harrington is a romantic at heart. And part of you has always known that. Has always assumed his hidden desire to have someone need him as much as he needs them. You could see it everywhere you went; in the longing looks he’s sent to couples walking out and about, to Nancy and Johnathon when they get so easily wrapped up in each other on movie night.

The girls that left him all complained to you and Robin about him being ‘preoccupied’; too caught up in the idea of love to appreciate what was actually in front of him. Apparently, too caught up in the idea of another person to truly care about them.

The notion always seemed silly to you. The idea that Steve couldn’t and wouldn’t give his hundred-and-ten percent to the person he was with, when he oh-so-desperately wanted them. It was stupid. Entirely blind on their part to not see how incredibly devoted your friend could be.

And that was never more the case than when you actually started hooking up with him.

It was a random night, one where you both were lonely and a little too pent up to handle yourselves, that you decided on it. At the time it seemed like the easiest thing in the world. Something you could move forward with, without any fears or doubts or worries.

Steve made you feel safe. And somehow, someway that fact only increased whenever you had sex. There was a point, in which Steve had gone down on you for the first time, subsequently pulling two orgasms from you in a matter of minutes, that you realized you would never feel more protected than with him.

It was a daunting thing when you finally decided to become friends with benefits. Part of you knew from the get-go it would ruin your perceptions of other people. But the other part couldn’t be bothered at all, especially not when you entertained yourself. Because you dreamt about it sometimes. You dreamt of another world where you and Steve had no boundaries, where you were free to be as you were, free to be with each other in every way as you wanted.

Your body freezes at that.

Steve hasn’t noticed, too caught up in suckling at your left nipple while his thumb and index finger roll your right one around. Your bra is long gone, discarded to the floor along with both of your shirts.

Your mind, which had been empty other than mulling over your thoughts on the man biting at your breast, has now drifted to the realization.

Did you want Steve like that?

The question sits on your tongue; tasting of burnt ash and trepidation as your eyes roam over his body. He’s crooning into your skin, hips rolling with every whine, rutting his hardened length into your still fully clothed core. The moon shines on his back, tracing over the muscles rippling beneath the skin, veins growing taut in his forearms as he holds your body still.

You love him.

And it’s not necessarily an astonishing conclusion. If anything, there hadn’t been a point in time where you’ve looked at Steve and hadn’t felt immense love. Because knowing him and not being hopelessly in love with him was impossible.

This was Steve after all. Your Steve.

The one who fights for his friends and loves aimlessly and has a big heart that begs to be nurtured because he’s never had that. He’s the one who cares for Dustin—his friend and his brother. He’s a shoulder to cry on and a lover and a fighter.

But most importantly, he’s quite possibly the love of your life.

You don’t realize he’s stopped until you catch him blinking at you. His thumb which had come up to your cheek, runs along your cheekbone and wipes at your temple in the most tender of ways. “Everythin’ okay?”

You want to say it. You want to tell him everything you’ve just realized. Every conclusion and emotion and thought that he incurs in you. You want to tell him that you see him. That you love him. That you want him and need him in ways he may never understand.

Because with the way his hips jerk forward, practically dry humping you as he looks up at you with the biggest doe eyes—innocence and erotica all rolled into one—you realize you may not be able to control yourself. You need him to fuck you, but you also need him to know how loved he really is.

So you tell him.

“I love you.” He halts, lifting off of you slightly in a daze. He looks you dead in the eye, disbelief and shock shrouding his features. Offering him a lazy smile, you choose to let go of everything. “I love you so goddamn much, Steve.”

He doesn’t say anything, but he shakes beneath you. His breathing is shallow, fingers nervously trembling against your sides. For a second, you worry that he doesn’t feel the same. Mistaking his silence for disinterest, you begin to shuffle up the bed, worrying that this was it. That in moments you had fucked everything over.

“Holy shit, —.” He mumbles, fully sitting back on his knees. His gaze doesn’t meet yours, but it never leaves your body. You can’t tell if he’s happy or upset or scared, and the feeling eats away at you. “…You can’t…you can’t say shit like that, sweetheart.”

Tears prick at the corners of your eyes, throat closing up in impeding sobs. “I’m sorr—“

“You can’t…” letting out a groan, Steve crawls back up your body, caging you in between his broad shoulders and the bed. You can see his eyes now, the way he stares you down and the way something darker floods his irises. Though, his expression is the all-too-familiar look he always seems to give you. Leaning down, his lips curl around the edge of your ear, hot breath invading your senses. You take note of how he smells of citrus and mousse, how nice the concoction is as he lets out another shaky breath. “You can’t say stuff like that and not expect me to fuck the shit out of you.”

…Well, fuck…

“I mean…” Steve hops off the bed after planting a kiss on your forehead and walks to his closet. He talks to you as he rummages through his things, determined to find the exact thing he’s looking for. “I mean you have no idea how long I’ve been waiting to hear you say that, baby.” Taking a box from the top shelf he walks it over to you and places it on the nightstand. Then, with just as much ease as before, he swoops down and captures your mouth in another mind-numbing kiss. Except this time, there’s an added urgency behind it. One he’s never had before. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted you like this.”

While nipping at your chin, he opens the box and pulls out a small and colourful cylindrical object. It’s pale purple with a series of buttons on the bottom of it. You frown once you see it.

“Stevie, what’s that?”

He can’t control the wolfish grin spreading across his face. Nuzzling further into your throat, he sucks and licks and bites until you’re too distracted by your own sighs. “It’s um…it’s my surprise for you, honey. Got it the other day. Saw it and immediately thought of you.”

“What…” another breathy moan as he bucks into you. “What does it do?”

Clicking his tongue, he gropes your boob, massaging the tender flesh. “Something fun,” is his only reply.

Placing it beside your head, he leans back and begins to unbutton your pants. You stiffen a bit, as he works wordlessly to relieve you of your other clothes. Your interest only seems to spur him on, make him work quicker as he pushes you down flat to the bed. There’s a sudden string of melodies that escape then, as though he’s fucking singing to himself. Content and relaxed as he pulls your jeans down your legs.

You think it’s Wham!, maybe Careless Whisper if you tried to listen hard enough. But you can’t particularly focus when he looks up to you and beams like that. Evident excitement making his body stretch upward and his dick twitch in the tent of his pants. “God, you’re gonna love this, baby. Need you to relax though. M’promise I’ll make you feel good.”

Whining, you grab his shoulders and pull him down to your level. “Why don’t you just fuck me already, Harrington?”

“Patience is a virtue, babe.” Grabbing the device he presses the button, triggering a high whirring sound to emanate from it. “Besides, gotta loosen you up first.”

And with that, he presses the head of the object to your cunt, reeling in the way your eyes widen and your jaw falls slack.

The sensation is unlike anything you’ve ever felt before. It isn’t the comforting feeling of your fingers gliding over you or of Steve’s tongue flicking at your hood. Instead it’s a steady vibration that rumbles your entire body, catching your arousal in its grasp instantaneously.

There’s a sharp gasp lodged in your throat, fighting to be released as you grapple for oxygen. Steve’s body still hangs over you, eyes transfixed on the way your face contorts with every movement he controls.

Sometimes when he flicks his wrist, moving the massaging head of the device to your already fluttering hole, you let out a long strangled moan. But the other times, when he presses the device right into your clit while his mouth wraps around your nipple and his other hand massages your lower belly, you can’t help but whine repeatedly.

Your thighs have begun to quiver as he slowly increases the pace of the object (which you didn’t even think was possible to begin with). Your hand flies to his shoulder, nails digging into the muscle as your head falls back.

“You like that, honey?” Steve growls into your chest as he hitches one of your legs over his hip. “‘Course you do. My little slut likes anything I give her, don’t you?”

You nod erratically, back aching as he presses the beating device harder into you. “Just…oh my god, Steve, please, I…”

“Look at you… Can’t even fucking talk, you feel so good.” A broad hands runs down the expanse of your stomach, running over your hip before slightly smacking the curve of your ass. You fly forward, sitting up completely as you try to trap his hand in between your thighs. “Told you this would be fun.”

You cry out, heart pounding against his as you press your breasts into his chest. “Stevie, please. Wanna cum so bad.”

He chuckles, resting his chin on the top of your head as his hand continues it’s descent down your body. “I know, baby, I know.” His knuckles circle your entrance before two thick fingers jam themselves into you.

“Fuckfuckfuck—“ you whimper as you bite at the tendon in his neck. Your toes curl in tandem with the fingers he moves along your walls, continuously hitting that sweet spot within you.

“Come on, baby, come for me… Come on.”

Your orgasm slams into you at what seems like new heights. Gripping his body tightly, you arch into him body rocking on the device with every wave of your high. Coming and going, back and forth until your knuckles are white and sweat lines your back and the sheets beneath you.

You shake violently in his arms, heavy pants racking your chest as dizziness clouds your mind. Your gaze stays stuck on the ceiling as you try to come to, your own feeble attempt to ground yourself. You feel the bed dip as rough hands smooth over the bones in your hips, rubbing small, tight circles in the skin above your mound. “That was—that was good, baby. Did so good for me.” His voice draws you back to reality, your gaze drifting around the room to find his. He peeks over your body, messy hair and hooded eyes that darken as he stares ahead.

Your hand—which feels limp hanging in midair—flies to his skull, gripping the roots of his hair and tugging him forward. “Steve, I…I want you to…please, want your cock.”

“Mhm,” he inhales the scent of you, nose just hitting your swollen clit. “And I want this pretty pussy of yours.” Deep brown eyes flash up to you, a powerful sneer morphing the lines of his mouth. “Good girls wait their fucking turn.”

Your head lolls back the second he begins to lap at your core. A shrill sound, something close to a cry but still not quite, escapes you. He mouths at the space between your clit and your hole, groaning into your folds as he adjusts his grip on your legs.

A puff of hot air hits you, spine trembling as his lips tug at your hood. “Oh my—fuck, Steve. Steve, please—“

“Please, what? I’m doing what you asked, pretty girl.” Another lick—a smooth and slow flat press of his tongue. “I’m fucking you like you deserve, so just…” he groans, removing himself from you before spitting on your cunt and diving back in. “Just. Fucking. Take it.”

Dammit, this man was going to be the fucking death of you.

He eats you out like he’s starved. Like he’s been locked away for days, weeks—shit, years—and is just finally getting access to a good meal. A bountiful feast, all for him and only him.

His stubble burns you as you jump his face, gnawing at the inside of your cunt and thighs until they’re raw. The pressure builds yet again, deep within your gut and permeating your bones. You hold him there, smothering him entirely as he either gulps for air, or for more of you. Regardless, he’s tasting every inch of you and soon he’s sucking at you even faster.

“Ste—Steve, just—oh my god, right there. Right there, please, please, please!”

Your second orgasm slaughters you where you lie. The pleasure is blinding, almost intangible as you ride his mouth. An endless slew of moans and sharp intakes of breath accompany your convulsing body. Somehow he’s still breathing, still soldiering on as he eats up everything you have to offer him.

It’s incredibly dirty. Raw and pornographic. A purely sleazy sight of him enjoying himself on the orgasm he just pulled from you.

Eventually he lets go of you, leaning up on his forearms and wiping away at the dripping cum on his chin.

He licks his lips then, a free hand trailing up to his messy hair and pushing it out of the way. Steve licks his lips, like a murderous predator eyeing its next prey; toying with its meal as it rolls in delight. “You taste,” he sucks yet another hickey into your breast. “So good.” He moans out the words, rolling his bare hips into you. He’s completely naked now, having taken off his pyjama pants sometime between unfurling his fingers in you and latching his mouth to your clit. He completely engulfs you, member sliding between your slick folds; twitching at the wonderful tension he’s been building. The friction is unbearable, deliciously combining with the taste of yourself on his tongue.

He kisses your mouth in the same way he kissed your cunt. Slow and lazy, an attempt to devour you whole.

“I love you so fucking much, y’know that?” Taking your hand he kisses each finger, your palm, the back of your hand and then your knuckles. “Loved you for a long time. A long, long time.”

You sigh into his chest, tears of relief burning at the corners of your eyes. There’s a gaping feeling within you, deep in the pit of your belly that carnally craves him. Despite already having had two orgasms, you’re hungry for another; for whatever he’ll give you.

You want his cock, want to feel him fill you to the point where you’re breaking in half. You need to feel the burn in your pelvis and the cured ache in your core.

You need him.

So, so fucking bad.

“Want you,” you grumble. Your throat is hoarse, pained from all the whines and the screaming and the moans of pleasure. You’re clawing at him, yanking and pulling at his limbs until he’s impossibly close. “Please, please, please, want you.”

Steve is unfazed as he keeps kissing you. Nearly every spot on your body is touched by his mouth, caressed by his tongue and bit by his teeth. Somehow, as much as he’s been grinding into you, as much as you can tell he wants to fuck your abused hole, he controls himself.

Tapping on your nose with feather-light touches, he gently kisses your eyelids. “Want what? Gotta use your words if you want my cock, baby.” Pumping himself above your stomach, he presses the underside of his dick along your belly and drags it, right above the spot where you want him most. “You want my cock, hm? Want me to fill you up like the good little slut you are?”

You don’t even nod. Instead, you just widen your legs and open up to him even more, pouting as you blink at him. “Want your cock so bad, Stevie. Wanna be yours. Please, please give me…just, fuck me hard.”

Smirking, he runs a hand up and down your thigh. “Are you mine?”

Your feel your face contort, confusion twisting your features as you gasp for air. And though you’re partially confused, a little curious and a little too far gone to fully understand his request, you simply smile.

“Yes. Yours. All yours.”

Steve growls, actually growls before taking two fistfuls of your hips and flipping you over onto your stomach. “Up, pretty girl,” he gestures to your lower back.

You do as he says, unable to stifle the smile of elation as he manhandles you. Pressing your head into the pillow, you push your hips up only to feel him directly behind you. His hand rests on the globe of your ass, tenderly stroking the curve of your spine as he gets you into position. He’s up on his knees, adjusting himself to fit your slit as he pulls you back into him.

“Wanna know what I was thinking about before you caught me earlier?”

You groan. “Jesus Christ, Steve, just shut up and fuck me already.”

He laughs, then lays a smack on your bum before shoving the fat head of his dick into you. Crying out you fall forward, frantic to feel him further. “You need to learn to stop being so impatient, —.” Pushing himself by another inch, he stops and stays there. Him stretching you out is a torturous event, one that pains you as your hands ball up the sheets. “Anyways, as I was saying…” his hand smooths down your back and to your neck, holding you in place by the nape. “I was thinking about this. ‘Bout you underneath me.” He kisses you in between your shoulders. “…Was thinking about fucking you from behind… Like this.”

With those words he slams into you, the tip of him hitting your cervix while his hips remain flush with yours.

You gasp, inhaling the smell of sweat and sex as you shake around him. “Oh my god, Steve, I—holy, fuck, that’s good, feel so good. Fucking me so good, Stevie.”

He takes a minute to breathe, to collect himself before completely bottoming out and shoving back in. Your walls clench around him, the heavy drag of his length making you shiver as he starts off at a slow pace.

Steve’s always been big. You had assumed as such from the rumours spread around school that there was something a little extra special about Steve ‘the Hair’ Harrington. But it wasn’t until when you first had sex with him when he had rid himself of his pants and stood before you entirely nude that you realized that he definitely had something to show for it.

At first, you were nervous, weren’t entirely too sure that you could take him in the way you wanted so much.

But then when he finally entered you for the first time, and every other time after that, you came to the conclusion that you wouldn’t want anything—or anyone—else.

He stretches you out perfectly. An amazing fit that only increases every time you feel his bulge in your lower abdomen. “Faster.” You pant. “Harder, fuck, harder.”

His hand fully circles your neck, gently pulling you back with just enough pressure to make you see stars. The harsh snap of his hips sends you spiralling, obscenities spilling out of you as your third orgasm comes and goes. It all happens so quickly, to the point where you can’t even process the fact that you came yet again.

And although it feels good—fucking great, even—it’s still not enough.

You’re incredibly sensitive, eyes rolling into the back of your skull with every thrust. The sound of balls slapping against your ass fill the air, a medley of noises—just like the ones coming from the tv earlier—keying you higher and higher.

“Christ, you feel so good, honey. So good… I’m so fucking in love with you.” Another thrust rattles your body. Your bones are weak, muscles so sore that you can’t even keep yourself up. And Steve can tell, has half a mind to help you out.

Hooking one arm around your stomach, and with the other still, on your neck, he pulls you up into his lap. Your legs rest on either side of his thighs as he bounces you up and down on his dick. His back is pressed tightly to you, allowing you to hook your arm around his neck until his chin hangs over your shoulder. “Steve…Steve, I’m gonna cum. Fucking me so good, so, so, so good.”

He roughly kisses the side of your face, mouth hanging wide open on your cheekbone. “I know, baby, I know… No one fucks you this good, huh? No one—no one makes you cum on their dick like I do.”

“Oh…ohmygod, ohmygod. No, no one fucks me like you do, Steve. Please. Please, fuckfuckfuck.”

Pushing his hand into your abdomen, he holds you in place as he spears into you. Fire, an aching burning passion, licks at the base of your spine as heat pools in the knot of your belly. It feels so good it hurts; so numbing that you can’t do anything but sit and wait for your climax to crash over you. Because, painfully, you’re right on the edge. Steve strains behind you. “Gonna’ cum too, baby. Gonna fill you up, fill you up until I’m fucking spilling out of you.”

You’re babbling into the air as your head falls backward. With your eyes screwed shut, your hand falls to Steve’s knee while a fourth orgasm rips through you. You scream at the feeling of him annihilating your insides and sending you into orbit. It’s almost like you’re in space, gravity falling from your weightless body as Steve rams into you in a brutal rhythm.

“So, so beautiful, baby. Look even prettier with my cock in you.” At this point, he’s rotating you down onto his lap instead of thrusting up into you. Sweat beads down his forehead and onto your chest as his groin tightens. His dick grows bigger, swelling inside of you while he grunts and growls and lets out the prettiest sounds into your ear.

“Gonna make you a mom one day, baby. Fuck you until you’re round and full and everyone, even fucking Rick, knows you’re mine.”

He moans ‘I love you’s’ into your shoulder, biting down onto the junction of your neck as he empties inside of you. Ropes of warmth spread throughout your cunt as he fucks you through his orgasm.

His chest heaves as he falls forward with you, collapsing onto the bed in a frenzied mess of aching limbs and satisfied hums.

He catches his breath quicker than you do, contended sighs and soft kisses along your spine as you both settle down. He moves down your body until he lands on your hips, before gliding his mouth back up to your cheek. He kisses you for the millionth time that night. “…Were you serious? Ya know, did you mean what you said?”

You smile into the blanket, using what little strength you have left to roll over onto him. Tangling your fingers in his hair, you mouth at his neck and collarbone, kissing Steve tenderly in the way he truly deserves.

“Every word.”

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fluffyprettykitty · 6 months

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Billy Russo's NSFW alphabet

Pairing: Billy Russo x female reader (no other specifications!)

Word Count: 2000 words

Warnings: oral sex, multiple sex positions, sex toys, gun kink, choking, temperature play, cum play, sub/dom roles, praise kink, phone sex, if I missed anything major please let me know!

Author’s Note: what won the poll yay! template can be found here! Dedicating to my fellow billy hoe @that-sarcastic-writer, ily, here's some porn <3

PS: dividers & banners by @/saradika

Main Masterlist ・❥・Billy Russo Masterlist

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Billy is big into aftercare after sex, he likes taking care of their partner, soothing their skin, applying lotion, helping them shower, and cleaning them up thoroughly, he is into taking care of his own so he wants the same treatment for his partner.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Billy's favorite body part of his is of course his cock, he is the type of guy who has given a nickname to it and always refers to his cock as a second person rather than a body part. Now as for his partner Billy is into necks, he loves kissing and caressing and watching you squirm just from the most innocent touch.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Billy truly does love cumming, he says that it's a work of an art. and god's gift to mankind to cum on your body, he does prefer cumming on you rather than inside you cause he loves watching it spread but he's never opposed to a creampie either.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Billy would never directly tell you because he loves not losing control but he loves it when you take care of him, like praising him, telling how good he's doing, it just makes him go harder and rougher on you hearing your sweet praises. His pride though won't let him admit it because he also loves playing into the sensual dominant role as well.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Billy is one of the most experienced men in the world. He has been into women since he was a teen and knew how to chase them and make them his therefore there have been many one night stands in his life, some longer than one night and some multiple times a year. In short Billy has never met a woman he couldn't flirt with.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Billy loves it when you top him. He loves sitting back on the couch or the bed and watching you work your body on him. He will guide your hips or hold your back or your breasts helping you leverage your movements better. He is truly into the visuals and if he could he'd had you like this several times a day.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Billy is more serious than most, he loves praising you or guiding you and in a moment he might tell a joke to relax you a little but for the most part he sticks to the main part.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Billy is very much into himself therefore he takes really good care of his body with several trips to beauticians and what not so he is very well groomed and most clean.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He can get very intimate as in he loves being a romantic a heart and he loves that primal position of taking care of a woman. He loves caressing you and soothing your skin and kissing you again and again making you feel loved in the moment and watching you look at him with eyes full of love. He will whisper several i love yous in the right moment when he feels the need to.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Billy mostly likes jacking off to your pictures or videos you took together when he's away on his business trips. He loves setting up his screen to watch your pretty body or calling you to hear your sexy voice and he grunts and strokes his cock when you tell him to. He is very into masturbating together over the phone.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

He is a very kinky man. There isn't any sexual position he hasn't yet tried but one of his favourites is lingerie. He loves buying you the goods himself and watching you model for him, or keeping one of your panties in his pocket.

Billy is also very very into choking you but also loves it when you choke him as well. He gets extremely aroused when you wrap your hands around his neck and squeeze and if it wasn't for his extraordinary military discipline he'd cum right there and then.

Another kink of his is temperature play, whether wax or ice or anything else he loves that slow sensual build it gives you, and loves taking his time fucking you and building up the suspense towards the main act.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Billy is the type of person who could have you anywhere and on any surface available but he's absolutely favorite is shoved up in a corner a little bit away from preying eyes because he honestly couldn't wait to get you home to fuck you. Second favourite is the car for the same reason. Then comes the bedroom only for that nice long morning fucks.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

What doesn't turn him on. Billy is a very horny man by design, because he's incredibly passionate and genuinely extremely active in all senses he rarely rests. Being in the same room with you is what drives him crazy the most, he can't spend too much time together without wanting to fuck you or thinking of how to shove you in the nearest corner. If anything you've always wondered how he can live with constantly having an almost hard-on.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Billy would never do something you didn't want to do. He is very big on boundaries and discussing kinks and what not with each other.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Billy does love giving more than receiving only cause he is such an expert with his tongue and he knows how much you also love it. Billy loves taking his time and turning into an all night activity with his shirt off cause he will get sweaty, his fingers working inside you or on your thighs and his tongue close to your cunt teasing you and working you. He also loves eating you out from the back whenever he watches you lean a little too much on the counter and he can barely help himself. Billy also likes when you ride his face whenever work stresses you a little too much.

Now as for him, he is never opposed to one although his favorite is when you want to do it while he's driving. Something about your mouth on him, your ass up with his spare hand slapping you or fingering you gives him such an insane power trip that keeps him going. Although he never would say no to a messy blowjob when he's working hard on a case.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Billy can truly be anything you need him to be. Fast or slow, he loves to build it all to keep the momentum and give you the maximum pleasure. Billy switches it up several times, going from slow to rough back to slowly kissing right before hitting the edge and back at it again. At stressful days at work he works your body like a boxing cage and on other days he works your body like a violin. It all depends on the circumstances.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He is not opposed to a quickie although he does prefer it longer. He usually goes that route during dinner parties or outings with other people. He is incapable of keeping his hands to himself even if you had fucked a minute before arriving everywhere so his option to not let other people get too suspicious is a quickie. A quick fill as he loves to call it.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Billy loves experimenting, trying new things, new positions, several role play parts, trying out new toys or new ways. He is a very risky man in all aspects of his life so he makes sure his bedroom activities are also extremely adventurous.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Billy's stamina is incredible, he is the very definition of an insatiable man and therefore it's hard for him to stop. He could last a whole day teasing your denying you his cock when he feels like to but if you keep on teasing him yourself he would try his very best to please you. He always make sure you cum first regardless, but mostly he gives it all in the end.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Billy didn't had toys on his own before he met you but after he managed to build quite a collection. All of different speeds and volumes and what not, all to be used on you, when you get him his first cocksucker he almost whines about it but he does secretly use it when he's away. Now as for the cock ring he keeps it on until you tell him to take it off and he listens like the good boy he is!

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Billy loves to tease but his endgame is always to fuck so his teasing doesn't take too long to stop. He just loves watching you squirm in the moment until you beg him.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Billy can ber very loud for a man, he moans and grunts and talks a lot during the act. He moans when he eats you, he grunts when he fucks you and he groans when he gets inside you. It's hard for other people not to hear you when you go at it.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Billy does love his toys. But what he loves the most is his guns. He is not one to hesitate to use it during the act once he knows he can trust you and you are about as crazy as he is. He loves taking the cool metal side up your things and teasing your entrance till he slips int inside and in the same vain he likes it when he keeps it against your neck fucking you from behind. He might like it a little bit more when he also makes you cum on it and then has you lick it clean but that's for you to find out.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Billy has a perfect adonis-like body, his military training has given him the discipline and the motivation to always keep at it so this with the combination of how well-groomed he is gives him the perfect body. Now as for his cock, he is a bit lengthy cause of his tall build and girthy enough to make you remember him forever.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Billy has an incredible sex drive because he is a constantly horny man. Even worse than a teenage boy. He is always ready for it anywhere and in any place.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

Billy does sleep quickly afterward especially after having taken a shower with you and wrapping you tenderly inside his arms. He sleeps with his chin on your shoulder and drifts when your breaths match up.

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wandamaximoffsbadgirl · 2 months

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Little Girl Gone Mob Boss AU Headcanons

A/N: Alright my brain woke up feral this morning with a bunch of head canons for my new series that I've been working on so here you go the fruit of my labor. Also there are mentions of t*row up, mentions of killing, and actual depictions of killing so please read at your own caution. 18+ HC are marked as such

Minors/men DNI

SFW

-Y/N buying Wanda all the pretty rings and necklaces because you love seeing her wear them

-Wanda shows you pictures from high school when she was emo which is something you hadn't expected from the suburban mom

-After you learn this information you slowly add things to her wardrobe such as black skirts like she used to wear and band shirts and fishnetting

-The first time you see her in a little black pleated skirt you go feral. Luckily the boys are at school and you take her right on the kitchen counter

-She decides to wear skirts more often after that. Usually when she wants something.

-You slowly teach the boys how to fight, but don't introduce them to anything dangerous. Not until they're much much older.

-Wanda also eventually gets in on the self defense lessons

-Wanda and you go out regularly for date nights and taking the boys out trying to keep your lives as normal as possible

-When you propose to Wanda it’s at a fancy restaurant where you guys have a private room

-She says yes (of course) and you couldn’t be happier

-You guys decide to have your wedding in Sokovia and do a traditional Sokovian wedding

-When you guys have your first dance you include the boys where you start the dance together then you dance with Billy and her with Tommy and then you two switch off.

-You guys end up having a baby girl after getting married

-At this point the boys would be old enough that you offer the choice to them of joining and both do say yes, but Billy focuses on the business side of things and asks to go to college for business. He ends up double majoring in Business and law.

-Tommy also goes for a business degree, but ends up switching to go into nursing and becomes a Trauma Certified Registered Nurse to be able to deal with injuries that happen in the family business.

NSFW 🔞

-Both you and Wanda are switches

-the first time you two try and do things and she calls herself ‘Mommy’ it sends you into a PTSD panic attack because of Natasha calling herself Daddy.

-Wanda soothes you back down and is such a soft Dom the whole time and everytime until you ask for more.

- “M-Mommy please r-rougher,” your lips parted, tongue out as you try to roll your hips on her strap. She's edged you for hours into a blissed out state.

- “Whatever my princess wants she'll get.” She grabs your hips with a bruising force as she sinks deeper and moves her hips roughly until you're screaming and crying and begging Mommy to let you cum

- “You've been such a good girl. Go on cum for Mommy baby. You deserve it for being such a good girl.”

-The first time you were on top you weren't sure because you had never done it, but you wanted to try it.

-You realized how good it felt but struggled with what you wanted Wanda to call you. Mistress, Master, Sir, Ma'am, King, Queen, Goddess, Owner, Handler, Boss, Captain. You two felt like you went through everything until one night Wanda tentatively brought it up,

- “I know how you feel about it, but maybe…we could try Daddy?” Her words throw you through a loop. “I think it could be helpful even. You'd be such a better Daddy than her.” Wanda puts a reassuring hand on your thigh. “You'd be the best.”

-It's her words of encouragement that make you give it a try because she just sounds so soft and genuine.

-You have Wanda beneath you, a pretty collar and leash on her as you slowly sink inside of her with the cum filled strap the two of you recently purchased.

-Once your hips start moving, slow at first, you're hitting that spot that she loves and she just moans out, “Right there Daddy! Please Daddy harder!” And you go absolutely feral as you pump harder and rougher, pulling on her leash as you do so, both of you having a rather quick build up, “Gonna breed you baby. Gonna have my babies inside of you. You're gonna give me a set of twins right?” Wanda is so blissed out that all she can manage is, “Yesh Daddy m'gon cum!”

-During the aftercare Wanda assures you of how much she loved it. She could see how worried you were over becoming more like Natasha, but her words soothed you.

-As you two were cuddling up, watching TV afterwards she spoke up, “Would you actually want another set of twins?” You shrug, “if it happened I wouldn't be upset, but I'd love to even just make one mini us.” You tell her wholeheartedly which brings tears to her eyes. “I love you Wands. I wanna spend forever with you. I know this lifestyle isn't ideal for a family, but-” she cuts you off with a bruising kiss as she crawls into your lap. “I love you too Y/N/N. We'll make it work. I fell in love with this, with you so we'll make it work.”

NSFW Mob life HC

-You still take care of business mostly at home.

-The basement is off limits to the boys and is under several locks along with a fingerprint scanner and a pass code only you, Carol, and Maya know.

-One day Wanda comes with you to the basement even though you've told her a million and one times that she doesn't have to be involved in the business she insists.

-She watches a side of you she's never seen before. The side that Natasha created. It's almost as if she's watching Natasha pull strings on you.

-You torture someone for hours before getting the information from them. You grab your gun and look at Wanda, eyes cold as she trembles.

- “You can look away darling.” You tell her, but she doesn't, eyes fixed on you as the man begs and pleads for his own life, but he made the mistake of being on the wrong side of things, on Natasha’s side.

- “If I let you go Natasha will pick up where I left off. Slowly torturing you until you die a slow and painful death. This is mercy.” You tell him and fire your gun right between his eyes. Blood and brain splatter everywhere. Especially on you.

- “Carol, clean this mess up and show Kamala how it’s done. She needs to learn. I need a shower and I need this all done and out of the house before the boys get home. I'm gonna send Maya out with America to check up on the info we were given.”

-You turn your attention to Wanda holding out a hand to her, “Come on darling. Shower.” There was some blood on her and you helped her upstairs. Wanda didn't talk the whole time until you were drying her hair on the bed. “How do you do that?” She whispers and you barely catch it.

- “When Natasha trained me. I actually threw up a lot. It disgusted me to my core. I had a hard time handling it, but everytime I did something right she'd praise me. Reward me. The last time I killed for her she praised me because I only threw up after I killed the man. Now I'm…it's like I'm not me. I dissociate from it in the moment.”

-Wanda turns towards you, crawling into your lap, nuzzling against your neck and letting her hands get under your shirt and onto your back for more skin contact. “Thank you for taking care of us. I always appreciated it before, from the moment you saved us, but now after seeing what you do…I can appreciate it even more.”

-After much back and forth Wanda wants to help out. At first you have her work in your office at the computer on record keeping, but she says she wants to get out of the house so you allow her on safe calls. Mainly to get money from people along with Kamala.

-You never let her go into dangerous situations.

-You always make sure Maya tails the two girls when they go out especially when Wanda first starts, but you see that Wanda is able to handle her own.

-One time Wanda comes home trying to hide all the cuts, scraps, and bruises after fighting with someone over their rent.

-You freak out when you see it and after cleaning her all up the two of you go back out and you take care of him in front of Wanda. Showing her how to overpower someone bigger.

-You keep the man on edge making him constantly think that he’s going to die until he’s begging for his life and has pissed himself.

-There comes a breaking point between you and Natasha which leads to an all out war between your two mobs

-After a lot of loss on both sides Natasha and you go at each other which ends up with her losing her life when she can’t just accept how things are now.

-Though Yelena wants to kill you over this Kate convinces her not to

-You and Clint come to an agreement of a truce. Which ends the decade long fight at this point

- “I didn’t want it to end this way.” Tears streamed down your face as your knees crashed to the hard ground beside Natasha’s body. “You were terrible to me. Treated me like I was nothing and yet I still wanted to see you change. To be better!” Wanda holds you as you cry and shake in her arms not realizing all the emotional turmoil that you felt towards Natasha even after all these years.

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afro-hispwriter · 10 months

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It was real!?

Evan Peters x Black!reader(not really descriptive but I only write for POC)

Kai Anderson x Your Character

Summary- your sex scene in Ahs cult(the shower scene) was a little too real

Warnings- past smut descriptions, masturbation, exhibitionism, just the tip, kais breeding kink

A/n- set during the Conan interview where Evan talks about masturbating but not copied word for word.

Italics= the scene

Evan and you walked on the stage of the Conan show, with people cheering loudly. You greeted Andy and then Conan before taking a seat next to the desk, Evan sitting beside you.

"Y/n, Evan how are you guys?" Conan asks.

"Good." "Good."

"So season 7 of American Horror Story[people cheer] and the theme is Cult."

"Yeah, this was a very interesting season to do." You look at Evan for his answer and he pursues his lips together and nods.

"Y-Yeah." The audience laughed and you chuckled at his awkwardness.

"Evan you got to play basically 6 different leaders this season, how is that."

"Y-Yeah I do, it was very interesting and exciting in a way but um it's mentally challenging doing it all but having Y/n on set, working beside me always helps a lot." He says and grabs your hand, you scrunch your nose at him and the audience awws'.

"You guys sicken me," Conan says and the audience laughs, along with you. "You guys have equally done crazy stuff in the past seasons, how is this season different and I should say crazier?"

"Om my god." Evan starts. "The list is endless."

"Yeah everything you do, that you think you've done it they just."

"Yeah, they just one up all the time." You say. "But I'm assuming you're talking about our scene." You point between you and Evan.

"Billy Eichner." Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Evan have his hand curled up near his crotch. Like when he holds his- "You didn't need to do that with your hand."

"Im sorry im sorry."

You walked through the men's bathroom, the camera following you closely. You could hear Evans moaning from outside. He insisted on getting himself worked out, he wanted the camera to catch his real climax.

You rounded the corner and were met with Evan or Kai really, hand clenched around his cock. He gasped and moaned loudly. His thrusting in his fist and face twisted in pleasure.

You stopped where you needed to stop and froze there.

"K-Kai?"

"You didn't have to, you got to," Conan says.

"Yeah, I got to. It was very pleasant to look my girlfriend in the face as I did it."

"I didn't mind, it was kind of hot." Conan laughed. "But he got to do it, so I did."

"What do you mean?"

"Yeah, our characters having sex in the shower was pretty real except there was no actual penetration involved really."

Evan gasped and he shook and you looked down to see his cum splattering on the tiles. It made your thighs squeeze, and the camera caught that.

"Hey, hun." He says with a shuddering breath.

"Are you serious Kai Anderson? This is what I catch you doing IN PUBLIC! I and our children have not seen you in almost 2 days. How is it fair that you can track my every move but I can't-."

You squealed as Evan reached forward and grabbed your wrist and pulled you into the shower, soaking you.

"That scene took a few tries to get because id either fall or there would be a wardrobe malfunction."

He twisted you around and flattened your face against the tiles.

"Bend down." He says and you lean down, his bare cock pushing against your leggings. The camera panned to your face, which was smushed against cum/lotion(that they squeezed very quickly to make it more prominent) "Clean it you whore."

You slowly stuck your tongue out and swiped it along the tile. There was no taste overall, but there was a familiar saltiness to it.

"We did that scene so much that you- she actually." Evan shook his hands around, trying to come up with a word and your face burnt hot.

"I was worked up so by the last shot I... climaxed for real." The audience cheered and there were some very excited men and women in the crowd.

The camera panned across your body to see Evans hands pulling down your leggings along with your panties. A harsh blow hit your ass and you gasped.

"When he spanks me, he didn't actually want to."

"I didn't want to hurt her." Evan shrugs with a knowing smile on his face and you squeezed his hand tightly.

"Kai." You moaned out and reached behind you and pushed a hand on Evans stomach. He leaned forward and wrapped his hand around your neck and pushed your back flush against his chest.

"You liked seeing your divine ruler touch himself, Hmm?" You sucked in a breath.

"Not when others can see what is mine."

The camera changed to Evan and he rolled his head around before cracking a smile. He then dipped down and bit your neck harshly before licking up it.

"Yours huh? I'm nobody." He growled in your ear and your exposed cunt clenched together.

Get a grip Y/n it's supposed to be acting, even if it is your boyfriend saying it.

"For that, I should fill you up, so you give me another messiah. Maybe you'll give me twins again." He let go of your neck and started ripping your thin soaked shirt off. Followed by him skillfully unclipping your bra.

"I didn't mind my actual boobs being out, it's not the first time as a lot of us know." You laughed awkwardly and the people laughed. "So I just told Ryan, '[Beep] it, no fake boobs or going the extra length to cover them. And it worked out."

He grabbed your neck again, smushing your left breast down. With his available hand, he reached down to grab his cock.

"Ready?" But before anything could be said Evan pushed his hips against your ass as if he was pushing inside you.

"There was no actual penetration involved, we didn't go that far," Evan says just to clear things up.

Skin slapping against skin and moaning(mostly fake on Evans) was picked up by the microphone. Evans cock was wedged between your thighs, and he'd angle his hips just enough for it to rub against your clit.

You wrapped an arm around his neck and pushed yourself up to kiss the outside of his mouth. He turned his head and captured your lips, followed by him pushing his tongue into your mouth.

You ended up losing yourself in the pleasure that you didn't notice Billy had walked in.

"We have an audience." He whispered and your eyes widened and looked at Billy before screaming and trying to get away. "No, you're not leaving, and get your hands away from your tits, let's give my trainer a show."

"No no Kai please."

"If I want to have sex with you in front of someone I will." He bit your ear making you wince but nod. He looked directly into Billy's eyes and continues his “assault” that had you gasping. You started to lose balanced and your knees buckled but Evan wrapped an arm around your neck and held your hips tight to him. He flexed his arm as he gave slight pressure on your windpipe. He then moaned loudly in your ear and your eyes rolled into the back of your head.

“K-Kai gonna cum.” You say as you felt your stomach tighten and your hips started thrusting back and forth.

“Cum for me my pretty whore.” You were shocked that the derogatory word made you cum, hard. Evan was always a tender and loving boyfriend. It made your body jerk and your thighs clench tightly right on his cock.

“Shit.” His balls tightened and he came for the second time in the small time this scene was supposed to go. You fell slack in his arms, tiredness going through you and maybe some embarrassment. You did just have sex and cum in front of cameras as if you were doing a porno.

Evans hands circled around to rest on your belly and he kissed your shoulder.

“May my messiah grow strong in the fruitful womb of my most devoted member, my wife.” He whispers so that only the microphone picks it up. He grabbed your wet curls roughly and pulled you up. “Go ahead and clean up what my wife failed to clean, and any other mess we left.” He tells Billy or Harrison really before pulling you off, you covering your breasts while walking past him. The last shot of the scene was Billy looking back and smirking as he stared at Kai before Ryan called cut.

“Yeah, we talked about it when we found out about the scene.” You say.

“We decided to just think about it as if it was just us two in the room, and when Billy came in it was us plus Billy.” Laughter filled the room and you smack your hand down on Evans thigh.

“Conan I think today we’ve gotten pretty off track so next question.” You say, starting to feel slight regret and embarrassment for talking about the scene(and thinking about it as you talked about it)

You and Evan were instantly given towels, robes, and privacy. Once everyone was out you released a breath and leaned against the wall.

“You okay, didn’t go too hard did I?” Evan says, already having dropped the Kai mindset.

“No babe you didn’t its just.” You start before laughing. “Im never doing that again, with anybody.” You grab his face with both hands and pecked his lips.

“Aww.” He says and placed his hands on your hips. “I liked feeling you practically throb-.” You shushed him.

“Like you don’t feel it all the time. Next time let's just shoot a porno and post it on pornhub, see how many views we get.” You say sarcastically but there was a glint and a smirk of mischievous adorned on Evans face.

“Next time?”

He got the biggest ‘Are you serious?’ face.

A/n- I don't know if I like this

#evan peters x reader #evan peters #kai anderson #kai anderson x reader #evan peters x black!reader #kai anderson x black!reader

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sadhornyygirl · 7 months

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Kinktober

Day 8: swinging (billy loomis)

- Are we really going to do this? - I asked.

- Only if you want. -he said.

And I wanted it, how I wanted it. Never in my entire life had I felt so horny. So I chose a couple, and it was just a look, soon I was kissing the guy while my boyfriend was kissing his wife. It was a nice kiss. The hot and tall man took me by the hand and did the same with his girlfriend who held my boyfriend's hand, they guided us to the reserved cabin and there he kissed me again. He introduced himself as Billy. I must confess that I didn't look at my boyfriend much, I didn't have much interest in what he was doing, I just wanted to give. Billy kissed me and took off my dress, he looked at my body with a dirty look and sat on the bench there, each cabin only had one full bench and nothing else. He placed me on his lap and kissed me, rubbing his hard cock into me. My pussy was soaked. I bounced on Billy and heard the moan of his girlfriend who was already being fucked by my boyfriend, that was our first exchange, but we were very comfortable.

Soon he stopped fucking me and started licking me, of course this technique is to delay cumming and I love it. His tongue ran from top to bottom, and I couldn't wait for his dick to enter again. When it came in there were just a few thrusts and I came, I bit my lower lips and came, very tasty. Billy sped up, filled the condom and pulled out of me.

Billy put me on all fours and I know how much men like to see me on all fours, the man went crazy, he fucked me fast and hard, his companion was lying in front of me, with her legs wide open for my boyfriend to fuck her.

Soon my boyfriend asked to fuck me, as a good girlfriend I got on all fours for him, Billy's dick was within my reach, so while my husband fucked me I shared Billy's dick with his girlfriend, interspersing the blowjobs, sometimes she sucked it Sometimes I saw that Billy liked this, and it didn't take long for him to fill her mouth with his pleasure, my boyfriend soon came.

#billy loomis smut #scream smut #slasher smut #scream #billy loomis x reader #billy loomis #billy loomis imagine #kinktober 2023 #kinktober #halloween #friday the 13th

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slashingdisneypasta · 1 year

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Oh my lord, I just saw a thing on Pinterest that said: Of course I cum fast- I'm a busy man. I have places to be.

And first of all- hysterical. 10 out of 10. This man will not be shamed.

Second of all, of course- Here are the Horror Men I think would abandon you after cumming themselves VS The ones that would never leave you high and dry like that (Indented):

Warnings: Orgasm denial, selfish fucking/loving

(Most of) These men in this post:

Animal The Cannibal: If Manny calls on him I bet he would go 😅 Sorryyyyy.

Billy Loomis: He likes the feeling of you cumming around him too much for that. Don't get me wrong- he is a pretty selfish lover. It's just that, part of his pleasure happens to come from yours.

Bo Sinclair: Nahhhhh. It's not that he's wanting to be kind to you- he just thinks it's a mark of a sissy if he can't get his lover to cum for him. It's for bragging rights.

Bubba Sawyer: Yeahh... sorry Y/N. If one of his brothers call on him he will ALWAYS go.

Candyman: Look, its not always!, so don't get me wrong- Daniel is a good lover. I'm sure he is. But at times he just... doesn't have the time 😅

Captain Spaulding: Sorry doll, he's got like 3 insane middle aged children running about not cleaning up their messes and he's gotta get on that shit XD

Chop Top Sawyer: If you've got his attention, which you certainly do if you're engaging in sex with him, then he's all yours. He's all for you.

Chucky Lee Ray: He's full of bullshit but he is also quite busy so... take this as you will.

Dr Suave: Ain't nothin' gonna keep him from the face you're gonna make sweet thing... (*Cough* Sweet talker)

Drayton Sawyer: GENUINLEY REAL BUSY!! He'd stay if he could!! Don't sulk though, he'll get pissy at you.

Freddy Krueger: Damn, you're waking up! Well- Goodluck!~ (This asshole)

Harper Alexander: This man is Buckman's bitch- he literally pimps himself out for him 😅 So... yeah... Maybe you could talk to Buckman? Ask him not to call on Harper during the hours of 5-8pm On Friday Nights please??? 😆

Inkubus: Not his style.

Jack Dante: It depends on where his head is. It's hard to keep him in one place for long- if he's got his head in the clouds, his show is on, or he's got 'work to do', he'll literally just take care of himself and then fuck off. (If you manage to hold his attention though he WILL go until you fall asleep and then be there waiting when you wake up again. Stamina for days, I swear).

Jason Voorhees: The chances are, if you've gotten Jason to engage in... the act!!... then its gonna be all about you, anyway. He might not want to cum. It's in his nature to take care of the people he loves, anyway. So it's kinda the other way around, here... but voluntarily.

Jedidiah Sawyer: Too sweet. Plus, without a family shooing him this way and that anymore, he's suddenly got so much more time on his hands! Haha.

Jerry Dandridge: If he's sleeping with you his full attention is on you, and very little will have to power to stop it.

Kieran Wilcox: I love the idea that this too-cool-for-school, bastard guy- has really bad stamina (: So (: Yeah (:

Leslie Vernon: This asshole 😅 He's like sorry sweetie, I have preparations to do, *Forehead kiss*, love you so much, see ya! (He's being genuine, too. This is not a line because he's being lazy or selfish- He gets tunnel vision something fierce).

Lester Sinclair: I swear he hates leaving you unfulfilled, he really really hates it, but sometimes he just needs a little something to keep him happy before going to see his brothers and he doesn't have time to take care of you. He will when he gets back!! He promises.

Max Grief: He just wouldn't wanna leave you displeased. He wants to make you happy (:

Mayor Buckman: This one genuinly makes me laugh XD This man, oh my lord. Someone will knock on the door and he'll be OFF- forgetting in his eagerness to be do Town Duties that he first has duties to you goddamnit!-

Mental Manny: Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh what a dick. I'm sorry, but a dick appointment with Manny is just that- an appointment. And like any asshole with an appointment book he will decide once he's got what he wanted out of the transaction that oh, sorry, time is up! He has to go preach to some devotees for an hour. Bye sweetheart!~

Michael Myers: You just know he would. He does not care.

Mickey Altieri: Just not a selfish lover. It's equal with him.

Midnight Man: He might think its a game... 😅

Monty Hewitt: Well fuck, who knows what Hoyt might saw off him if he ignores him this time?? Please believe him when he says he wants to stay though, he really fucking does.

Otis B Driftwood: 'I'll go around back and take control, like I always fucken do'- Otis has clearly got a complex for being the Big Man in Charge, yes. And this is part of the reason he will leave you high and dry... the other part though is him being a DICK.

Patrick Bateman: Like Michael, he doesn't care. You can finish up yourself while he gets his keto dinner started.

Pennywise: I feel like with Penny its marathon sex or it's nothin', so yeah you're gonna cum. Do not fear.

Rocco The Clown: No way in hell will anyone ever tear him away from you. Oh, no. He (And I) would like to see them try.

SHERIFF HOYT: BECAUSE HE'S SHERIFF HOYT. HE IS EXACTLY THAT PINTEREST QUOTE.

Stu Macher: Would also genuinely say that 😅 Will answer every beck and call of Billy's and so thinks he's a very busy man. Call him back though and he probably will listen to you. Sorry Billy.

Stuart Lloyd: Okay- this man has probably not had sex for a LONG time- if ever. So yeah- even the muse gets ignored during that time XDD 😅 He~ is~ desperate (:

DBD The Clown: Sometimes he's too tired, which is understandable I suppose, but the asshole part?? He giggles about it. I mean, after that he coughs because he has not taken care of his body, but first he definetly giggles =_=

DBD The Deathslinger: He ain't as young as he once was- you just gotta give him a moment to breath XD Usually. Sometimes he will just smirk at you and leave, though. Cuz he's an EVIL COWBOY.

The Djinn: Not his style- Part 2.

The Man: He just would =_=

The Taxidermist: Like Stuart he is has been very dry for a very long time and he is NOT about to mess up this chance.

Thomas Hewitt: I would say he's the same as Bubba... but Thomas is a little tougher. Unless Luda Mae tried to call him away... you're good. He'll always finish you off before answering anyone else. (And Luda Mae wants grandbabies too much to pull him away XDD )

Vincent Sinclair: Sex is a whole night with him. He will have planned to have the whole evening and through the night without an interruption, so you don't run into any problems like this ^^

Winslow Foxworth Coltrane: Nahhhhhhh. He's likin' what's going on here too much. Not even Otis on cocaine with a gun will separate him from you.

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therealmilfdennys · 2 years

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SFW and NSFW headcanons for the ST boys I write for lol

I want! To do one of these for everyone I write for but this is fresh on my mind so it's first lol. Eddie, Billy, and Steve are included. I wanted to post this before some of my asks so you know what you're getting lol. Anyway! CW: Feminization, trauma mention, nightmares, scars, and season 3 spoilers, cockwarming, crying, panty stealing, exhibitionism sort of, billy's mommy issues, more crying, let men bottom. Written with top!reader in mind, mostly gender-neutral but AFAB based (I write what I know) if there's more Please let me know.

Steve Harrington SFW

He hates being alone in that big house, so hes either holding you hostage or he’s always at yours.

Says he HATES spending time with the kids but is the first to defend them in any situation, even if You have something negative to say about them.

I think the whole ‘six nuggets’ speech was WAY out of character but like, I think Steve deserves ONE baby as a treat. Or maybe he’s the honorary uncle to one of Nancy’s kids lol. He’d be a sick ass uncle.

He Does in fact love PDA, he’s a touchy feely guy (post season one, at least Genuinely)

His love language is physical touch(receiving) and gift giving(giving). HIs parents were always trying to ‘make up’ for not being there with gifts (the BMW was from the Florence trip, two whole months by himself with little to no contact.)

He really likes movie dates, be it renting a tape and staying at his or yours OR going out and catching one at the theater. He got weirdly into film after working at Family Video.

His favorite candy is anything banana flavored (laffy taffy is the top spot).

He likes pepsi over coke and Is pretentious about it.

I ama firm believer that he has a full skin/hair/night/morning routine that he is ADAMANT about. HE has a toiletry bag bigger than his overnight bag that he carries his “essentials” in if he stays over at yours/Eddie’s.

Speaking of Eddie they got weirdly close after the whole Vecna thing so if you’re dating Steve congrats you have a a new bestie :) Eddie will offer you joints you do Not have to accept.

Steve is a fan of thicker people I’m sorry I dont make the rules. They all are but Speficially Steve and Billy lol.

He gets really bad nightmares about the demogorgons sometimes, sleeps with the bat next to him most nights. “Just in case, babe. Can’t be too careful.”

Was a bug kid, and WAS friends with Eddie in elementary school I will die on this hill. They used to make bug palaces on the playground someone please ask e about this for the love of fuc-

HIs favorite book is The Outsiders :) He doesn’t and didn’t read a lot but that is one of the few books that can grab his attention and keep it. Got very excited when the movie came out and it is one of his favorites :)

First guy crush was Rob Lowe he “Just thought he was badass.” uhhh okay Stevie we get it.

Boyfriend Material to a fucking T. You need someone to help grocery shop? He’s there. Help move furniture? He’s there? Sad? He’s there and he’s making stupid jokes and calling you pretty and kissing your eyelids.

He lets you wear his clothes and encourages it. Will have a fashion show with your clothes to make you feel better about it if you’re insecure.

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Firmly believe there isn’t a mean bone in this mans body. He couldn’t bully you into submission if he wanted to he’d feel too bad.

He’s a simp to the bone. All you have to do is put on the puppy eyes and the “Please Stevie?” And he melts.

I’d call him the pussy eating king but Eddie Munson holds that title so Steve is the Pussy Eating Prince?

I don’t think he’s a dom by any means, but I DO think he’d be a service top.

“Baby cum for me please? Wanna feel it. Need to see you cum, look so pretty when you do.” and “So fuckin’ tight, so wet and pretty and perfect. Doin’ so good for me.”

Praise!! Kink!!! Both giving and receiving! Pull on his hair and call him a good boy and he’ll whimper so pretty.

Big Dick. I don’t remember where I read the headcanon that Steve has a huge dick but i fuckin ran with it so now he does :). Its pretty too.

He likes slow and sleepy sex over anything else. The sex where you guys are like, trying to fuck but end up just cuddling and kinda grinding against eachother? *chef’s kiss*

Big fan of cockwarming :) sometimes he’s just so needy and you’re busy with work stuff, or college stuff or you’re just reading and he’s all

“Can I please just put it in? Don’t even have to move, jus’ wanna be close baby.”

He’s shit at dirty talk but he tries okay?

“Steve we talked about the shitty porn dialouge baby.” “Yeah, yeah sorry.”

BIg fan of giggling during sex? He just thinks you’re so pretty and he gets these big goofy smiles that are all teeth and yeah.

When he cums he’s loud as fuck. He’s vocal in general but he gets LOUD when he’s close. He whines and whimpers and huffs out these little moans. HIs tummy gets all tense and his hips jerk and he’s trying so hard not to cry out and beg.

“Gun’ cum baby, please? Guna’cum for’ya please.”

Tears up if its really good or if you edged him lol.

All in All a nice guy to fuck and Date i wont him.

Eddie Munson SFW :)

Will make you a mixtape way before you start dating and if you listen hard enough that was his original confession.

He likes to make NPC's in his campaigns based off of you :) whether they be random passerby or main baddies.

Doesnt matter what shape, size, gender, ethnicity, race anything. If Eddie falls for you? He's All In. He loves HARD and he doesnt give a shit about consequences.

His queer awakening was Slash lol

Probably autistic, but its the 80's and its rural Indiana so. No Outlet for that.

His best friend is 100% Dustin they hang out regularly. He's trying (slowly hut surely) to teach Dustin some guitar stuff.

Eddies idea of a date is driving out to empty fields in the van with some burgers and a joint or two and stargazing. He knows a lot about astrology and definitely shows off his knowledge.

He's a cuddle bug. Leeches your warmth in the winter and sticks to your sweaty skin during the summer. If he's not sleeping flush against you hes whiney as fuck.

He likes to wrap his arms around you from the back when you guys are just standin' places. He's a lil lanky so he just kinda curls himself around you, no matter if you're taller or shorter than him.

he likes to call you "your majesty" a lot, and not in a condescending way.

"you're royalty babydoll, should be treated that way" hands you a rock he thought you'd like.

hes very much the 'crow friend' if you've seen those tiktoks?

keeps a box of shiny stuff, fancy rocks, funky sticks, jars, and weird shit he found that he likes to show you sometimes and give you if he thinks you'll like it.

very sensitive to rejection, has attachment issues.

his parents left when they realized he was getting caught too often doing illegal shit for them so they dipped and he took it to heart.

still convinced Wayne thinks he's a burden

please kiss his cheeks and play with his hair and call him pretty he blushes so nice.

he gets freckles during the summer and a REALLY nice tan if hes out enough.

never learned how to swim correctly, is self taught.

used to chew on his hair and still does if he's Very upset or close to a meltdown.

NSFW

umm bottom lol sorry

or a pushover service top

i cannot see him as a massive sadist it doesnt fit im sorry

likes to dress up sometimes :) likes feeling pretty and dainty

he just hangs around naked sometimes? he seems the type to me?

PUSSY!! EATING!! KING!!

eats pussy for HIS pleasure and will go till he gets lockjaw and THEN some.

the one on this list who Knows how to make AFABs squirt. and is PROUD of it.

is actually very shy? knows people dont like him usually and is worried its a prank.

wants his ass ate sorry not sorry it had to be said. he thinks it would feel fucking amazing and he deserves it.

he LOVES being ridden, titties bouncin' in his face, tummy jigglin' for him to grab onto. he fuckin ADORES it.

hes GRABBY. he grabs at your ass, hips, thighs, stomach, shoulders. Anything He Can. he just gets so needy

he begs so pretty. loves being overstimulated and gets shakey after his first orgasm but wont stop you till hes cumming dry.

"cm-cmon..can…i can c-cum again bab-baby i can. puh-puh-promise i can."

LOVES when you baby talk him but like, in a condescending way?

"oh sweet thing :( just gotta cum so bad huh? couldnt wait could you, just had to act like a needy slut, yeah?" "mhm, mhm, needy..needed it, so bad. so bad."

drools lol hes like A Dog. his legs get shakey and his head rolls and he grins like a maniac and theres spit dripping down his chin and im <3

loves to finger you, anywhere, really. and loves when you just shove a hand down his pants and jack him off.

the kinda guy who would refer to your pussy as "his girl"

He’s a fuckin perv. Steals your undies and has a stash of them for ‘safe keeping’. Porn mags out the ass. Normal ole teenage boy stuff lol.

he'd let you use his dick as a stim toy /hj

Billy Hargrove SFW

Boy is an ASSHOLE okay? lives to bully and tease you at first (and even after you're dating but then its affectionate)

He has a lot of resentment towards positive female/female presenting roles in his life because of his mom i think? and he REALLY has to work on that shit, and if you have the heart to help him with that you're a saint.

I think the best approach would be to help him from outside. Let him do some introspective shit and just kinda. Guide him.

Okay so he knows hes a dick, hes trying to get better this is prime, please ask HIM out time.

He will get so incredibly flustered if you ask him out on a date or something he wont know what to do.

Hes used to being the flashy one. The Stud. the Untouchable. A Lot of internalzed homophobia in this bad boy. Toxic Masculinity ftw

After the Mindflayer he is a Lot different and i really want to write my specific headcanons and ideas on how he survived/what happened after lol

Hes more subdued, he's quiter, he doesnt lash out as much. He's still, ragey, obviously but its toned down a lot.

He's not quite as outgoing either, which Max helps a lot with. They get close.

You and him get closer too.

I think you guys start as FWB and escalate from there because what ELSE would happen with Billy Hargrove.

Uhhh he secretly likes rom coms sorry not sorry.

He LOVES sixteen candles its one of his favorites.

his queer awakening was :) tom cruise in top gun, that basic bitch.

he likes when you call him baby/baby boy a LOT.

he gets FRECKLED in the summer. He tans so pretty and he gets a nice little flush/sunburn on his cheeks and ears that makes him glow. He really thrives in the summer.

City Boy. Has never seen a cow irl until Hawkins and is terrified of them, please show him they are gentle giants.

He likes to go to drive ins (and make out) for dates before the mindflayer. He still likes to do that AFTER the mindflayer but hes much more a homebody now so he really likes napping together.

calls you bitch but affectionately.

is an AVID reader actually? i love the headcanon that Billy is Wicked smart so i like to think he reads alot.

he likes period romances (jane austen is his GIRL)

he thinks cooking together is the height of domesticity and at first it freaked him tf out how much he liked doing it with you. now he eases into so quickly its a little funny.

feral mountain lion turned a little less feral house cat energy.

likes when you call him Bills :)

Likes to walk with his hand in your back pocket and yours in his.

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So at first, he's hyper-dominant. Won't let you even Ride him. He's in his head about it 100% he doesnt want you to think he's weak. Men dont take it like that.

He soon learns you VERY much like it when he's crying for you

Hes a power bottom i wont take arguments.

He's also a fuckin BRAT. Needs you to put him in his place but Gently. Needs a firm hand but do Not raise your voice at him or he shuts down.

It takes a while before he trusts you enough to let you see this side of him and you need to respect that. He will come to you when he's ready.

He knows hes pretty and he uses it against you. Flutters his eyelashes and smiles all pretty and puffs his chest out. Lays himself out to make himself real pretty.

Praise tf out of him please he'll cry.

"Oh pretty baby, you're doin' so good :) such a perfect boy for me. feel so good in me handsome." He's tearing up and nodding so hard.

"Yeah. Yeah m'good. M'good boy. Doin' good." Under his breath with his eyes squeezed shut, white knuckling the sheets.

Needs a lot of reassurance that you're feeling good. He spent a lot of time not really giving a shit if the girls he was with got off so with you? He's constantly. "Is that right? That feel good? Want more?" He wants to be perfect for you.

Sometimes, after the nightmares are getting worse and he's so sleep-deprived he's cross eyed and he can't really think he needs you to take him apart and he goes so willingly.

He gets whimpery and almost immediately oversensitive. Like his cock is a livewire. His fingers and lips tremble and he's trying so hard to keep his eyes on you, to be a good boy. He goes pliant and soft and gets this silly little smile on his face. Eyes hazy and wet. He hums and nods and lets you do whatever. He knows he's safe.

The scars ARE sensitive lol you heard it here folks.

He doesnt fuck you with the lights on or fully naked for almost a year after he's fully healed.

He rubs vitamin E oil and scar softner into the skin where he was attacked twice a day, every day, for a year before you get to see them.

He breaks down when you call them pretty :)

And you BETTER think he's still handsome or i'll find you istg /hj

Uhh, this may be a personal want of mine or a real headcanon but I think he would like to try makeup? Like a full glam rock, smokey eye red lip whole shebang.

Fuck him so good his mascara runs.

Prolly has a mommy kink but i’m not brave enough to write that (unless…)/hj

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r3dkn0ts · 9 months

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I'm somewhat curious because everyone has their own perception of killers in dbd before they came into the realm. Out of all your faves (like Caleb, Tarhos, Billy ect..) do you think any of them are still....well virgins?? Most of them were either too focused on revenge and bloodshed to even think about ass or coochie (lookin right at you slinger also I LOVE UR BLOG SM)

I have other stuff in the drafts I'm working on atm ( do not worry followers! it will be posted! eventually! ) but Man this just. rattled my brain so hard that I had to start writing Immediately

I'm just gonna pick the guys you listed or else I'd be rambling way too much and also idk what the hell to categorize this as so ummmmm just putting it under the cut. I guess these are more like character studies than anything?

SEXUAL HEADCANONS FOR THE DBD KILLERS Featuring Caleb Quinn, Tarhos Kovács, and Max Thompson Jr.

Themes: Smut, smut, and a little bit of fluff at the end. Honestly, what did you expect? Warnings: Mentions of canon-typical violence

The Deathslinger / Caleb Quinn - I'd imagine Caleb is around his mid-to-late 60s ( if you don't think too hard about the time-fuckery that is the Entity's Realm ), so the man definitely has some years under his belt. - When it comes to sex, though, he might've fooled around with one or two folks in his younger days. Like most other cowpoke of his time, he didn't really care what gender he was laying down with. - Yes, I am saying that Caleb is pansexual. All cowboys are at least a little bit gay. I don't make the rules. - He definitely didn't see any action after nearly killing Bayshore and being stuck in a penitentiary for 15 years straight, that's for sure. - Plus, there's no good reason to be horny in a place like that. - That being said, he knows the basics and maybe a trick here or there, so he's not a total buffoon, but he's not a floozy either.

The Knight / Tarhos Kovács - Being taken from his home and put into slavery at such a young age, he didn't exactly have a normal childhood. - Tarhos didn't have the time to be concerned with anything remotely romantic or sexual, constantly going on campaigns with his men and killing everyone that stood in their way. - He would never admit it to anyone, even himself, but this man is so touch-starved and needy that just hugging him would probably give him a boner as stiff as his claymore. - Tarhos tries to ignore sexual urges until they go away, but that doesn't always work, so he might have to rub one out once in a while. He feels guilty about it every time. - Yeah, he's a virgin. No experience at all.

The Hillbilly / Max Thompson Jr. - Oh, this poor boy. We all know his story by now. It's pretty obvious that he never had any physical contact, much less that of a romantic or sexual nature. - Back in his time, television shows weren't nearly as scandalous as nowadays. There was no way of accessing pornographic material unless you got special magazines, which he of course never did. - Going through puberty, he would feel strange and uncomfortable, just trying to ignore the weird feelings he had. It made him want to crawl out of his own skin. - Those habits stuck with him into his adulthood, constantly fighting his own body and trying anything to get the strange feelings to go away. Eventually, he figured out that friction was the easiest method. - You could say he's "innocent", but I prefer "clueless". - If someone were to truly earn his trust and explain to him what erections, masturbation, and sex are, he'd get super flustered and cover his face in shame. - His first time would need to be slow and more of a tutorial than anything else. Dude's probably gonna cum as soon as a hand touches him. Just be patient.

#dead by daylight x reader #dead by daylight imagines #the deathslinger x reader #caleb quinn x reader #the knight x reader #tarhos kovacs x reader #the hillbilly x reader #max thompson jr x reader #fluff #smut #headcanons #gender neutral reader #character study

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mrs-march-ahs · 1 year

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Nancy, Robin, Steve & Eddie’s Dream Threesomes

what i think would be their individual dream threesomes, and how they would play out

[late night thots, enjoy]

Nancy

-Nancy’s dream threesome would be with two men -After a hard day of being a journalist and essentially a detective in one, after having to be responsible and take care of so many things, she just wants to be fucked like a whore -It’s crazy she can even manage double penetration since she’s kind of petite, but she manages it -Oh the tummy bulges on that girl -Also loves to be spit roasted -But specifically, she likes having her mouth and throat fucked -She doesn’t wanna be doing anything, she just wants to stick her pretty ass out and open her mouth and have the rest done to her

Robin

-Two women, of course -Robin is so giddy and excited to just be there -She blushes so hard when they both take their tops off -Boobies -One girl starts eating her out while the other kisses her chest -Robin just stares up at the ceiling thanking every God she knows for this moment -She doesn’t really know how to masturbate much by herself so her pussy is so sensitive -PUT SOME TITTIES IN HER MOUTH -PLEASE -Robin deserves titties in her mouth I cannot express this enough -One girl starts fucking her with a strap and the other just puts her tits in Robin’s face -Robin kisses them and literally can’t stop moaning at the feeling -She’s also super sensitive to neck kisses so during the beginning when they both kiss the opposite sides of her neck, she giggles -She can’t help it -So happy to be there

Steve

-Hear me out -One girl and one guy -Girl sucking him off while a guy (big strong guy like Billy) kisses him -The guy has to coo Steve a little bit to encourage him -Steve sheepishly puts his hand on the other guy and jerks him off -He’s mostly focused on what to do with this man, but the girl sucking his cock just makes him even giddier and softer -The girl eats Steve’s ass while the guy strokes his cock -And then sucks him -Steve’s in heaven

Eddie

-Also a girl and a guy -Guy fucks Eddie’s ass while the girl blows him -Eddie’s just laying there like a pretty little blow up doll, moaning and whining and mumbling swear words under his breath -He literally melts into his bed -PUT TITTIES IN EDDIES MOUTH -PLEASE -obsessed with sucking nips -men included -Girl sucks him off until he’s super duper close and then hops on and starts riding him while the guy fucks him -Cloud 9 isn’t even enough -Little fucker loves to be overstimulated so even though he cums in her, they keep going -He loves to be treated like a slut -He also loves to be cummed into -Slut

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thank u @slut4barnes for the gif :D

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camboy!billy x virgin!steve

roommates/modern au

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18+ minors dni

12:33 on the bottom right of Steve’s laptop— daunting and he keeps glancing down at it which fucks up the rhythm of his strokes and it’s more annoying than the asshole sending coins and asking the model to shove it deeper down her throat. Steve watches as the drool drips from the corners of her mouth around the hot pink dildo and how she widens her eyes to stare into the camera. He’s been at this for ten fucking minutes and the more he watches, the softer his dick is getting. He makes a perturbed face at his laptop screen as the woman gags loudly, ripping his headphones out and tapping the back button. Thirty icons of various women appear, all doing things that just aren’t getting Steve where he needs to be. Pornhub would be a safer bet but Steve likes the personal aspect of the live shows and sometimes they read his comments out loud and say thanks, which for whatever reason, makes him feel all flustered.

He’s about to give up entirely on blowing a load before bed but the hyperlink Men at the top of the website piques his interest and the shame he feels due to the curiosity is weirdly arousing. He chews on his bottom lip before adjusting his glasses, hovering the cursor over the link. A second later he’s scanning his eyes over the options, all kinds of men with different body shapes and Steve’s face feels hot, tongue heavy and swollen in his mouth. It feels dirty in the best way. Out of all the top models, one isn’t showing his face and something about the anonymity is safe for Steve.

Sunshine69 is live!

Steve clicks the icon and squeezes his hardening dick in his hand. This guy is muscular but not like super cut, Steve thinks maybe he would like to squeeze his pecs, they look nice. He’s sitting in a desk chair, stroking himself lazily as he types on his computer. In the chat box, he’s saying hello to Steve. It immediately makes Steve’s cock fill out which maybe is a little silly but hey, it works for him.

Sunshine69: hi, @ KingSteve99 thanks for joining <3

Steve feels too shy to say anything back but he donates 3 coins and bites his lip, starting to stroke himself along with the stranger. Watching this guy is doing things to Steve, he can’t remember the last time he was this goddamn turned on, maybe when he was a teenager. But Jesus Christ, this guy is hot and Steve hasn’t even seen his face. His fucking tits are hypnotizing, Steve feels kind of similar to the first time he’d looked at porn when he was young. And like, yeah, Steve’s seen naked men plenty of times. He kind of has to when he watches porn, they’re just there but Steve never looked like he’s looking now. The dude clearly works out, probably watches what he eats. It’s admirable, Steve’s never really tried but he knows it’s gotta be hard to get a body like that. Which brings Steve’s eyes to his thighs, they’re thick and they keep flexing like the guys trying not to cum but he’s close. His cock is… well, it’s made for this business. It’s thick, long and circumcised; blonde pubes neatly trimmed. Steve doesn’t think he’s seen a prettier cock, but again, it’s not like he was ever looking before. Before he can start to panic about what exactly this means for him, Sunshine69 is cupping his balls and rolling them in his palm so Steve does the same because he feels like he should, like this guy is making some kind of how-to video. It works, he focuses on the dudes hands, watching them intently until Steve’s balls tighten and he’s coming into the tissues he quickly grabbed. The guy cums, splattering all over his stomach and hand but he keeps going, using the fluid to aide in his strokes. Steve’s head feels fuzzy as his breathing starts to regulate and then his stomach starts to hurt with shame at what he’s just gotten off to.

Steve’s not homophobic, his best friend is a lesbian so how could he be? Well, Robin would tell him he still could totally be homophobic even if they’re friends. But Steve doesn’t dislike gay people, he’d gone his whole life not really caring about people’s sexualities and well… okay maybe he did freak out when Robin came out to him but not because she was gay but because Steve liked her and when he finally realized it and got the guts to tell her, she informed him that they bat for the same team. And now Steve’s looking down at the crumpled tissue in his hand and realizing he might play for the opposite team too. Can you even do that? Maybe the dumb baseball analogy isn’t a good one. Because as confused as he is, he did just get off to a man jerking off and last night he got off to a woman using one of those tentacle looking dildos. So you can play on both teams, ‘cause he is.

As Steve’s looking back to the screen to close it out, the guy turns his body a bit and Steve’s eyes fall onto a familiar tattoo on the guys bicep. Oh, fuck. No. No. Absolutely not. It can’t be… can it? He quickly exits the browser and slams his laptop shut. There’s no way he just watched his roommate jerk off. Oh, god, Steve liked it too. How is he gonna look him in the eye now? They don’t really like hang out much as it is but Christ, they live together they cross paths often. What’s Steve gonna do when he has to piss and Billy’s cooking in the kitchen? He’s always thought it was weird their bathroom was attached to the small kitchen but now he’s just pissed off at whoever the fuck designed the house.

Steve takes a deep breath. No, it couldn’t be Billy. It’s definitely just a guy who somehow has the same tattoo. There’s got to be more than one person with that dumb smoking skull on their bicep.

He gets the urge to pee and he sighs, shoving his laptop from his lap and stands up. He pulls his pajama pants up and opens his bedroom door. The house is dark. They both have class early in the morning. As he walks down through their tiny living room, he stares at Billy’s closed door. He can see the light leaking from the bottom of the wood and he presses his ear against the door, trying to hear something. Proof that Billy’s doing anything other than jacking off on camera for twenty horny people. And for Steve, apparently.

He hears his voice, “Goodnight, don’t stay up too late.

Billy giggles, all flirty and suggestive and it makes Steve’s stomach tighten. He hurries away from the door and rushes into their kitchen, then to the bathroom. He flicks the light on and shuts the door, turning to look at himself in the mirror. His hair stands all different ways, he still hasn’t learned how to tame it since he started growing it out. For a second, he wonders if Billy would be into Steve watching him. Hell, he was getting off in front of a pretty big number of people. Steve’s only jerked off in front of like two of his girlfriends before, he can’t imagine twenty people watching him do it. He’s not even sure he’d be able to.

With a sigh, he pushes his pajama pants low enough to get his dick out so he can pee. His eyes meet his reflection again and he stares hard, trying to figure out what the hell is going on with him. When he glances back down, he’s fucking missed the bowl and pissed on the top of the rim.

“Shit,” he shakes a few times and tucks himself back in his pants, grabbing toilet paper to clean up the mess.

He tosses the piss soaked paper in the bowl and flushes, turning to wash his hands and then pulls off his glasses so he can splash cold water on his face. It’s no big deal, he tells himself. He wasn’t doing anything wrong. He didn’t even know it was Billy so it’s not like he’s some weird creep. It was by total coincidence that out of the thirty men on the front page, he was most drawn to Billy’s tits. Not his fault. It’s Billy’s fault for having such a great chest.

When he finally opens the door, Billy’s walking into the kitchen— shirtless. Steve averts his eyes as quickly as possible. Billy nods to him, so casually as he slips beside him and into the bathroom. Steve walks over to the sink, reaching into the cupboard for a cup and turns the tap on. He hears Billy sneeze and his dick twitches. At a fucking sneeze. For fucks sake. What the hell is wrong with him? A sneeze? He gulps down his water, drops the cup in the sink and quickly makes his way back to his room. He doesn’t get a blink of sleep. He tosses and turns, the images of Billy flooding his mind. And if he jerks off one more time then that’s his business.

Billy’s already awake when Steve finally crawls out of bed and goes to the bathroom. His roommate is leaning against the counter, eating a piece of toast while he scrolls on his phone. His long curls are pulled up in a lazy bun and he’s only wearing his briefs. Damn him. Steve’s running on no sleep, he can’t deal with this shit right now.

He quickly shuts the bathroom door behind him and looks at the mirror. He looks as terrible as he feels. His hair looks greasier than it did last night and all the tossing and turning made it even more wild. The bags under his eyes are dark and heavy. Maybe he should skip class. He could probably sleep if Billy’s not in the house. He hears his dads voice in his head, droning on about if he’s gonna pay his tuition he expects Steve to fucking show up. Steve barely got into university anyhow, he can’t really afford to skip any more classes. Brushing his teeth, he leans against the door and watches his reflection. He can hear Billy cackling about something, probably some dumb meme on Twitter. Steve’s suddenly reminded about one time Billy had shoved his phone at him, laughing so hard he couldn’t even explain himself and Steve looked down to see some porn blooper. It was bizarre, Steve didn’t really get what was so funny about it or why the hell Billy thought it was appropriate to show him. He feels kind of guilty at the thought, Billy just thought it was so funny he wanted Steve to see it. And now as he’s brushing his teeth, he’s desperate to know what the hell Billy’s twitter feed looks like. Steve’s is so boring he rarely opens the app at all.

Steve gets his hands wet after he brushes his teeth and tries to get his hair to look a little less like a birds nest. It’s as good as he’s gonna get, he laid in bed too long so he doesn’t have time to shower. When he opens the door, Billy’s still standing there and staring down at his phone with a grin plastered on his face.

“Steve,” he says, turning his phone and shows him the meme he might’ve been laughing about. It’s a SpongeBob meme about being hungover and Steve offers a small chuckle.

“Nice,” he says and sidesteps him to grab a mug so he can have some coffee.

“Yeah,” Billy snorts, “I feel like that every time.”

Steve hums, waiting for the Keurig to dispense his coffee. He left his phone in his room and he’s regretting it, he’s got nothing to occupy his hands or his eyes so he stares down at the coffee machine. Billy turns around and opens the cupboard above Steve’s hand so he can grab himself a mug and Steve can’t help but smell his armpit, it’s in his fucking face. It’s musky and gross but not gross at all, gross in the sexiest way and Steve turns his face quickly so he doesn’t start getting a boner or shove his face in it. What the hell is wrong with him? Never in his life has he been attracted to a man and he’s been living with this fucker for six months and not once did he get this feeling. Has it been hiding inside of him? Would he have dropped to his knees if Billy pulled his dick out the day he moved in? Steve’s starting to regret making that post about the room for rent. He should’ve just begged Robin to move in harder.

“So hey, I’m inviting some people over tonight if that’s cool,” Billy says, waiting for Steve to sweeten his coffee before he’s taking his place in front of the Keurig.

“Yeah, that’s cool,” Steve replies and takes a gulp of his coffee, the liquid burns going down his throat and his eyes water from the heat but he fucking does it again just he doesn’t have to say anything else.

Billy turns around and rests his ass against the counter, “You should invite that girl you’re always hanging out with. Or any friends.”

“Robin,” Steve says with an eye roll, Billy’s only met her a hundred times. As for friends… she’s the only one. Besides a rowdy group of high school kids he used to babysit but he imagines that would be a bad move. They’d be stoked to go to a ‘college party’ but that’s irresponsible and well, Steve doesn’t want them to see he’s actually kind of a loser. He was actually planning on staying in and playing his PlayStation tonight. Hanging out with Billy’s friends would probably be good for him as awkward as he feels doing so.

“Yeah, her,” Billy says and turns to grab his coffee, “And don’t hide in your room. Human interaction is good for ya, Stevie.”

“I have human interaction,” Steve defends, “all the time.”

“Reddit threads and fucking Xbox live don’t count,” Billy quips.

“PlayStation.”

“What?” Billy looks at him confused.

“PlayStation. I don’t have an Xbox,” Steve says.

Billy’s face scrunches up like Steve’s just said the dumbest thing on the planet, “Whatever.”

;;;

The smoothie shop is busy when Steve gets there after class. Robin is running around behind the counter, all three blenders firing as she bounces between the register and line. He’s late but only by ten minutes. Robin’s clearly pissed off by the look she shoots his way. It’s his lack of sleep. He’s been running on empty all day.

“Hey,” he offers as he tosses on his apron and takes over the register, clocking in.

She ignores him, bumping his shoulder with her own as she calls out the order she just finished up. It’s no use trying again so Steve gets to work. Taking orders, helping Robin make them and finally when it’s calmed down and they start to clean up she talks to him.

“Why the hell were you late?”

Steve sighs, “I got like zero sleep.”

“Let me guess, video games?” Robin groans, wiping up the counter.

“Uh… no, actually,” Steve starts, toying with the pocket of his apron. “I think I figured out how Billy makes his half of the rent.”

Robin turns her head curiously, “How?”

This is tricky because Steve wants to tell her more than anything but he’s embarrassed about how he stumbled upon this juicy fact. They’re close but not close enough to share what kind of porn they watch. Plus, Steve’s gonna have to admit he was curious enough to look at the male performers on the site. He’s apparently mulling it over too long because Robin tosses the wet rag at him.

“Well? Tell me!”

Steve reaches down to grab the washcloth and drops it in the dirty bucket, “You can’t judge.”

“Does he sell drugs or something?” Robin lifts an eyebrow. And it’s fair enough, Steve pondered that before with the amount of money he had and Billy’s fondness of cannabis.

“Not exactly,” Steve mumbles, “I meant like, don’t judge me. For how I found out.”

“Are you snooping through his things?” Robin asks excitedly, “Ugh, I’m dying to know. Come on!”

Steve blurts it out, “He’s a cam model.”

Robin’s eyes widen, eyebrows flying up her forehead while her jaw drops, “No way. Did you walk in?”

“No,” Steve flushes, “I uh… found him… ya know, on the website.”

“You… you watch dudes?” Robin smirks before she laughs, “Huh.”

Steve groans, “Not usually. I just got curious and well, there he was.”

“Did you watch it?” Robin asks, curiously.

Steve nods, eyes glancing towards the door and praying that a customer will walk in to put an end to his confession. God’s obviously not listening so Steve has to continue, “Yeah. I uh, didn’t realize it was him until after I…”

“Oh, gross, Steve,” Robin winces, “I didn’t need that detail.”

“How do you think I’m feeling? I fucking ran into him in the kitchen after. I didn’t know it was him and then, well, I saw his tattoo,” Steve mumbles out, scratching the side of his neck.

“Got a crush on him now?” Robin teases, wiggling her eyebrows.

Steve groans, covering his eyes with his hands as he admits, “I almost shoved my face in his armpit this morning. I’m freaking out. I couldn’t sleep, I’ve never like… liked a guy before.”

“Ew!” Robin exclaims, mimicking gagging after and then schools her face back to normal, “You didn’t think he was attractive before?”

Steve shrugs, “I mean, I noticed he was good looking but I didn’t… God, I don’t know what’s happening.”

Robin laughs again, “I gotta say, I didn’t expect that from you. Kind of a bit of a stereotype, you being on a cam site, I mean.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Steve furrows his brows, knowing there’s an insult in there but he can’t quite pick it up.

“Virgin. Reddit. Video games,” Robin shrugs, “Too scared to talk to women in real life, so you pay ones online to talk to ya.”

“I hate you,” Steve rolls his eyes.

Robin giggles, shoving his shoulder, “I’m your only friend.”

“Yeah, speaking of that… Billy’s throwing like a little kickback at the house tonight, asked me to invite you,” he mumbles, walking over to the sink full of dishes.

“Oh, this’ll be an interesting evening,” Robin cackles.

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