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ejundo · 4 months

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★ . “friends with benefits… interesting…”

t✦ji fushiguro ⨯ ftm reader

★ — @ejundo

. warnings below .

use of: cunt, pussy, clit. purposely lowercase….

eating out, big dick toji. [dawg idk how to warning this stuff 🙁] — he cant pull out of a driveway. — aftercare!!!!!!!!!! :3 — inspired by this ai bot i found !! — UH ooc toji maybe?

breeding mention (sorta )

he was extremely pent up.

it all started when he started taking up on these jobs, hell even the prostitutes and hookers from the streets couldnt please him enough… continuous one night stands with randoms and he was still pent up!

so when you asked to be ‘friends with benefits’ he had no choice but to accept it.

your first time together he actually for once felt relieved. you were a whole miracle to him…

so he had came back every few nights to use you and go along with his day.

even this night.

toji had came back late at night from a job, smelling of sweat and blood- or rather iron. he was knocking at your door, and as soon as you opened the door. he was just restraining himself from fucking you right then and there.

but, you denied it and forced him to head to the showers as you couldnt handle that atrocious smell of— sweat. and iron. it was a bad headache and it made you gag just being in his presence.

what surprised you about toji is that— he never commited himself to anything. it always surprised you when he came knocking at your door with a look of lust. you already knowing what he wanted badly. just surprising that he had always made his way back to you, despite all of his many one night stands. friends with benefits sure did have this effect.. devoting himself to you was… a change.

as you sat on your bed stripped of your pants. he had emerged from the connected bathroom steam making its way into the cold room, his body had droplets rolling down his large muscular back and his hair visibly damp. the lazily wrapped towel around his waist showing off his defined v line.

he slowly made his way towards your small figure staring down at you as you observed his body. he refrained himself from touching you, not until you gave him permission to do so. “happy?” he said in a low voice. a smile decorated on your face as you nodded “mhm, im super happy.” you nodded, your hands travelled to below your waist hooking onto the hem of your undergarments as you slowly slid it off your legs the wet speck of your juices shown on them as you threw them somewhere.

toji’s eyes flickered down to the discarded undergarments a smirk displayed in his face taking a step closer his presence overpowering the space around you. “arent you just ready for me.. hm?..” his voice raspy and filled with a mix of desire and need. he leaned down onto the bed his arms on each side of you, his breath brushed against your ear as he whispered. “im not holding back tonight, so you better be ready baby.” and with that, he snaked an arm around your waist pulling you flush against him. pressing his lips softly against your neck, his kisses alternating between gentle and teasing nips. “tell me bunny, what’d ya want me to do with you?”

you rolled your eyes, “toji, dont act all lovey dovey with me.. just fuck me already.” a smirk displayed on your face as you said that so smoothly. he grinned as he removed the towel that held onto his waist discarding it and throwing it off the bed. his dick twitching as he watched you open your legs slightly, taking in the sight of your leaking cunt. he laid you down slowly and swiftly moved his hands downwards, his hands trailed down your soft skin. his hands stopping at your thighs, he kneaded with them and squished them before lowering his head.

opening your legs and placing them into his shoulders, he gazed up at you. your eyes having a watchful gaze as a smirk tugged at his lips. “so soaking wet for me… just for me…” his tongue stuck out and gently caressed your clit, dancing and grazing your folds. a soft moan escaping your lips. your back arched as he sucked on it. “f..nghuck… to—ji…” your hand quickly held his head. gently pulling on it as he ate you out passionately. he opened his eyes and looked at your sweet expression, the pure bliss on your face as your chest heaved up and down.

“such a pretty boy… mm.. its a shame you dont have a boyfriend to spoil you… so pretty…” he mumbled, his large a calloused hands pulled away from your thigh and grazed your wet entrance. “shut…up—“ he prodded at the wet hole, and slowly inserted his digits. with a shake in your legs you arched your back with a choked out gasp. “toji!…” he grinned as your voice moaned his name.

adding another finger, it made you squirm. breath hitched as his fingers moved at a speed, plunging in and out of you. touch firm and demanding. his fingers curled in an attempt to find that sweet spot. you held onto the messy bed sheets underneath you, your toes curling as he grazwd over that sweet spot. he couldnt help but chuckle at the sight, his fingers still continuing their relentless assault to your sensitive spot.

“so cute when you’re flustered… all because of my fingers too?…i'll make sure you're too busy moaning to tell me to shut up." his fingers moving skillfully with percision manipulating your body to elicit the most pleasurable sensations. continuing to curl and abuse your sensitive spots.”fuck!!… toji— please..” “mhm… thats right baby.. tell me. tell me hiw badly you want me to fuck you, tell me hiw much you want my cock pounding into you, fill you up completely..” his voice laced with lust and dominance his gazed fixated on your flushed face. “please… i need you in me….fuck me please…” you said, eyes masked with lust, desire and need.

his eyes darkened with desire as he heard your plea, his own need growing with each second. withdrawing his fingers from your dripping wet heat. “how could i deny you?” he growled as he stood from his stance, revealing his throbbing erection, already slick with anticipation.

he climbed into the bed and positioned himself above you. his tip directly at your slick enterance, coating himself with your wetness. he locked his eyes with yours, as he slowly inserted himself in. feeling pleasure and pure bliss as he felt your warmth and heat welcome him. savoring the sensation he leaned foward wrapping his hand under your head as your hands held his back, slowly he started thrusting at an easy pace, and eventually he started picking up the pace. his hips meeting yours with powerful and relentless force, groans and moans soon enveloped the room.

continuous and incoherent babbling heard from you as your back arched with pleasure, one hand holding your waist as he plunged inside you. each thrust hitting deep within you, hitting that sweet spot that made you writhe with pleasure. needy pleas and his own pleasure building with every movement. you clenched around him indicating your own orgasm, twitching violently as you scratched and clawed at toji’s back your head thrown back as your body twitched with pleasure. “nghfuck!….”

tojis own climax was slowly approaching as his thrust became more messy and erratic hinted with a bit of desperate need.. and with one final thrust he released himself inside you.. feeling the warm seed dripping inside you, a hitched moan escaping your throat as you covered your mouth and your eyes shut close.. heavy pants escaping toji as he slowly pulled out of you, his seed escaping.

he faltered as moved slightly to an open space. of course still collapsing ontop of you. “you did so good bunny…” his hand travelled to pet your head slowly, a kiss on your neck and shoulder as he quickly regained his composure. holding you in his arms as he made his way towards your bathroom. with you resting in his arms he placed you onto the counter and wet a towel with warn water.. taking care of you and cleaning you thoughtfully.

“can we… make this official… toji.” you managed to mumbled out, your voice hoarse as you looked at him. he smiled softly at you, “yeah. sure, whatever.” he answered with a warm smile. placing a kiss onto your lips, passionate and warm.

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@ejundo . xoxo

:3….. so lets pretend i was here the entire time and totes not being a lazy slacker working for my own living!.. ^^.

crazy how i finished this story in AN HOUR. and i cant even finish my other ones in a day. crazy mc dazy!

#. ♡ ejundo writes !#x male reader #male reader #bottom male reader #bottom reader #m reader #toji fushiguro #toji fushiguro x male reader #male reader x toji #toji fushiguro x m reader #toji fushiguro x reader #toji x male reader #sub reader #friends with benefits x male reader trope #i hate tagging #ejundo stupid #ejundo finally comes back

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zarstarss · 3 months

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she INSERT JOKE on my OLD ART til i POST

#when im in a generic white guy competition and my opponent is a survival horror protagonist ☹️☹️☹️#cry of fear #silent hill #resident evil 7 #ethan winters #james sunderland #simon henriksson #heather mason #faith the unholy trinity #john ward #fnaf #I HATE TAGGING

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vivid-vices · 1 year

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#bungou stray dogs #bsd #soukoku #skk #dazai osamu #chuuya nakahara #dazai bsd #chuuya bsd #i hate tagging #bungo stray dogs #ellie.posts

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futzfuck · 7 days

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HEAVY SPOILERS FOR MONKEY MAN!!!! GO WATCH THE MOVIE IF YOU HAVENT ITS REALLY GOOD DAMMIT!!!!!!!

Anyway

I think an overlooked bit in Monkey Man is how bleach is used as imagery and association. Bleach is often use is to remove stains from clothes/surfaces, disinfect things, and just generally clean stuff. I think this plays a lot into the revenge narrative central to the film, as well as offering a comparison/contrast to the villians’ methods of “removing India’s scars”

When the Kid first shows his hands he says they look that way from bleach and chemicals and calls them his CV. Now, without the mention of bleach this scene is still impactful within context, bc the Kid is indirectly saying that his life is defined by his trauma and the death of his mother (and maybe even his inability to save her). Hands are also a reoccurring symbol throughout the film in an of themselves. But back to bleach. I think mentioning bleach is important bc it depicts bleach as corrosive and something higher ups don’t want to engage in. “Give me the job no one wants to do, and ill do it.” No one at Kings wants what the Kid wants, and no one there is willing to cleanse the city and the establishment of its own corruption.

There’s also the fact that Kid’s pseudonym comes from the brand of bleach he uses at his job. By naming himself after the bleach he uses, Kid associates himself with an aggressive way of cleansing, which is kinda the whole message of Monkey Man as a narrative. It’s telling that the closest thing to a conventional name we have for the Kid just reinforces his purpose within the story.

Finally, the Kid bleaches his monkey mask before he goes to Kings for the final act. I think this is symbolic of him stripping away his persona of “Kong” that he used as a fighter from the mask, replacing it with the identity of Hanuman he has come to inhabit. The lighter fur looks more like the fur Hanuman is shown to have throughout the movie, both in the children’s book and the puppet in the stage play. It could also symbolize the Kid “cleansing his mind” of what remains from before he was saved by the hijras, and fully embracing his purpose.

Am i thinking about this way to much? Obviously but i don’t care bc its fun lol. Love this movie.

#monkey man #monkey man 2024 #mobile tumblr #tags are so stupid #i just be saying shit #dev patel #bleach #symbolism #i hate tagging #its so annoying #now im gonna think about the significance and symbolism of the heeled shoe and what that all means #stay tuned for that maybe #will this movie make me read the entire ramayana?#it’s entirely possible

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verianal · 2 months

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Guys what the actual fu k does an omotone evwn look like 😭 but any dnp doodle of dan showing phil his based omatone skillz 0_< !!!

(edit) GUYS ITS NOT A BONG 😭😭😭😭 I JUST DONT KNOW WHAT AN OMOTONE LOOKS LIKE </33 ykw if u want it to be a bong it can be #dnpstonerpride or whatever 🙄

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justabuggo · 12 days

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Lil Shout-out to @kredena-dark and @little-noko for encouraging me to post (it took a like a year or sumthin but shhhh)

Anywho

Thank you🔥🔥

#fanart #utmv oc #paper crane #oc fanart #digital drawing #i hate tagging #buggo art

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leosnunez · 3 days

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F1 DRIVERS AS RANDOM MSGS !!! pt 5 ??

(more draftsss)

yeeerrrr enjoyyy 🫡 (dt; @b8au & @enzocisp)

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tometen · 2 months

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pinkie out!!!!!!!!!!

#trigun maximum #trigun #trimax #reupload #vash #vash the stampede #meryl strife #meryl stryfe #vashmeryl #vamery #i hate tagging

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lost-in-fiction-like-ur-mom · 1 month

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Absurd Thoughts

Tech x Reader

Summary- During a regrettable moment of insecurity, you think Tech considers going off with Phee. Assurance pursues, Tech only wants you.

A/N- Tech's waist is so snatched in this Gif 😩. Made Phee a villain SORRY! Near the end there is lots of touching, but everything is PG and nothing ensues from it!

Word Count- 1,713

"Head to these coordinates, brown eyes." You couldn't resist rolling your eyes. With crossed arms you even included a scoff, watching Phee rest a hand seductively on Tech's shoulder. It sat dangerously close to his chest.

It seemed that the only one who noticed was Hunter, his exceptional skills in observation shined. He gave you an 'it's okay' expression, but it did nothing to calm you.

Who did Phee think she was? Okay- that was a little harsh, but she had no right to be hitting on Tech. Constantly, mind you.

She leaned over him, pressing her bust to his shoulder to put the coordinates in. You swear you felt your face twitch. That was your move, which you had used on Tech multiple times. There was no doubt that she touched him on purpose.

Rage bubbled up in you, so much that you turned away and retreated to the back section of the ship.

What you were too mad to see was Tech leaning away from Phee to glance back at you, concerned.

It was not a secret that you and Tech were involved. Phee didn't seem to care, though you had never confronted her before. It seemed easier to wait until the mission was over. The thought of her leaving after the mission was something to look forward to.

Except, this time it wasn't just a mission. This might be a more permanent situation. A safe-haven from Cid was something you wished for, but at the expense of your happiness?

You went to hide in the refresher for a minute. You needed a space to just sit down and breathe. No eyes on you, certainly not Phee's.

Leaning against the sink, you close your eyes and inhale. The ship gave a familiar jolt- you were exiting hyperspace. With a groan, you straighten yourself out.

Okay, this can still be a good day. At least, that's what you tried to tell yourself. You fixed yourself up and returned to the group. They were already leaving the ship, you had to sprint to catch up.

Your eyes searched for Tech's, he was already busy with a datapad. Your hands moved on their own to fidget with each other- an action you subconsciously did. You didn't even notice it, but Tech did. He drove his gaze from the pad to look at you.

He stops walking for a second, letting you catch up. You smile up at him, his attention was enough to lift your spirits. His hand brushed against your back, guiding you to the rest of the force.

You started to thank him, but was interrupted by Phee.

"Welcome to Pabu! My home away from home!" She spoke louder than needed, making sure everyone was listening to her.

"That is the Archium." She pointed to a large building but looked at Tech, staring until he glanced up from his datapad. Everyone noticed the tension when you fought her look instead. She continued, "That is where we will store the artifacts." She crossed her arms, smug.

Everyone looked at Tech when he started talking. "Well, my sources tell me that this piece is in fact, worthless." He stated. You didn't doubt him for a second.

Looks shifted to Phee to await her response.

She hesitated- thinking of what to say. "Well uh, in some cultures this item," She holds it up, "Can be used in seduction and sexual activities."

Hunter promptly covered Omegas ears, placing his hands over them.

No one said anything, a little put off by her comment.

Tech didn't even look up from his datapad at Phee's next comment.

"Since your 'sources' don't have information on this, perhaps I could show you. First hand." She steps closer, ignoring your sour stance. "For research, of course." She added, a hand on her hip.

"Excuse me?" You made your input, stepping between her and Tech.

She scoffs but doesn't move. "I wasn't asking you." All eyes were on you two except for Tech's. He only glanced up from his datapad for a second.

"Besides, I think brown eyes here needs a change. Someone who can really handle him." She knew exactly what she was doing. Tech finally lowers the datapad to look at you fully.

That was it.

"Oh hell-!" Hunter steps in, not wanting a fight.

"I think you two need to cool off. Let's all take a break- Phee, is there someplace we can settle down for the night?" To be fair, Phee did owe us for helping her on her mission.

You breathe deep, stepping back. While you still wanted to bash her head in- you also wanted a comfy bed to sleep in. Rolling your eyes would have to do for now.

Hunter eyed you once again, eyebrows raised. You knew he was just trying to find a place to recoup and get our allies straight. Especially after you all left Cid.

"I can arrange three rooms, four if brown eyes wants to spend the night with me." Before he could respond, you did for him.

"We'll manage." You stated.

After meeting with Shep Hazard, Phee led everyone to their respective rooms. She had an obnoxious 'sweeter than life' attitude.

It was going to be Wrecker, Hunter and Tech, then Omega and you sharing rooms. No one wanted to hear Wrecker snoring.

Then, Hunter suggested that you and Tech needed some alone time, which you were grateful for. Omega and Tech switched, letting you be with him.

While this would have put you in a good mood, you couldn't help but let your thoughts run. You knew Tech was loyal, but why didn't he say anything? He just stood there and let Phee run her mouth. He had never told Phee to stop flirting- heck, he didn't tell her 'no' about spending the night with her. You did.

You hated that you felt this way, but nothing you told yourself calmed your nerves. Were you jealous? Insecure? or being irrational? Swallowing, you try to ignore. It seemed easier.

Hours later, you found yourself in bed with Tech. He was sat up, leaning against the headboard. He was only in his blacks, armor pieces neatly resting on a nearby table. He did however keep yours and his blasters in arms reach. Just in case.

You were also bare of your armor, but was clad in a nightgown instead. The blacks were far too hot for you to sleep comfortably in. You lay across Tech's legs horizontally, your midsection resting on his right knee.

You lounged your head on lifted crossed arms, still lost in thought. Tech was preoccupied, his datapad was propped up by your back- convenient for him.

He tapped and scrolled away with one hand, the other rested on your hip. Your gown hiked up as he thumbed across and into the natural grooves of your waist and hip. It gave his brain the mindless stimulation it needed to concentrate better.

You were quiet for awhile, trying to fall asleep. It escaped you, and you realized that you would need to talk to Tech if you wanted to have a good night.

"Tech?" You mumbled.

"Yes, what is the matter?" He asked immediately.

Your head was still down, and words muffled. "Can we talk about earlier?" You felt silly for asking.

You didn't see, but heard him fix his goggles. "Concerning what issue?"

You sighed and propped yourself up on an elbow, turning to look at him. His hand fell from your raised hip to your inner thigh when you moved. This didn't go unnoticed by you, but Tech seemed to do it subconsciously.

"Do you really not know what i'm talking about?" He just stared at you, eyes not leaving yours.

"With Phee... When we first got here?" You reminded him.

"Ah, I do recall that altercation." He said, turning the datapad off and moving it to the side.

"What about it?" He continued.

You scrunched your face. "Tech, about what Phee said. What else?"

He raised his eyebrows in understanding. "About Phee's suggestions?"

"Yes! You didn't even say anything! Tech, shes been flirting with you the whole time. She tried to get you in her bed!" You were slightly frustrated and a little defeated.

He rubbed his chin, thinking about her words. "I did not agree to her advances. Trust that it is not in my intentions to be with her. In any way." You blinked at him, biting the inside of your cheek when he absent mindedly rubbed your thigh up and down.

"I just... You never denied her, I guess I just thought you considered it..." You couldn't meet his gaze when you said this.

"Well that's an absurd thought." Was all he said, only continuing when you looked at up him.

"I thought ignoring her would be a sufficient response. I will confront her with a more vigorous attitude next time." He decided, thinking the matter was over.

You smiled, Tech didn't see it as a big deal. Not for any reason other than- he didn't want her. He saw no need to dwell on it, as the thought of leaving you wasn't even an option.

At this, you leaned up and hugged him. He hugged you back, a bit confused. There were quite a few occasions when he didn't understand your physical matters with him, but he let you do as you pleased.

With arms locked around his neck you spoke. "You don't have to do that... Just knowing that you aren't even paying mind to her is enough for me."

He nodded, keeping still as you moved up next to him.

He clicked the lamp off and let you get comfortable, snuggling up on his side.

"As for any future women or matters, you are the only one I could ever be with." He said, staring up at the ceiling. One of his hands finding its way back to feel some kind of your skin.

You nuzzled into his neck, "Really?"

"Of course, there is a very low percentage of people who can actually stand being around me." He said, completely serious. You laughed anyways.

"What is so funny?"

"Nothing," You smiled, like it was an inside joke, "Just go to sleep, I love you."

"I love you too."

A/N- Thank you so much for reading! I am loving everyone's request, and I am working on more as you read this! I just needed to get the fic idea out of my head and in writing, thanks for bearing with me :)

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ihaventleftmyroomintwoweeks · 3 months

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Opinion: we need to stop making fun of sephora kids and instead acknowledge that literal nine-year-old kids are learning at such a young age that they already have to preserve their youth and fight signs of 'early aging' while not even being a TEENAGER. like that’s genuinely insane to me. at that age, the only skincare they should be using is water and sunscreen. the real problem here is that literal children are so terrified of aging that they have full-blown sobbing fits when you deny them a 100-dollar-drunk elephant retinol.

#i hate tagging #sephora kids #opinion #Controversial?#beauty standards #toxic beauty standards #drunk elephant #skincare #retinol serum #retinol is not for children

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cocobirde · 4 months

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lol i forgot to post these

#BRUCE IS SO STUPUD #I HATE HIS LIK FACE #HIS LIL SEXY FACE #(i actually am madly in love w bruce leave me alone)#mines #I MADE THESE #ME #trolls band together #brozone #trolls #trolls x reader #trolls brozone #trolls john dory #trolls bruce #trolls spruce #i hate tagging #😐😐😐😐.#cocostweets🕊

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pretty-little-whorror · 6 months

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kinktober - public space

ash williams x reader

wc: 3190

a/n: for the four evil dead enjoyers on this site. i promise if i was less employed i would post daily for this like the lord intended.

tags: semi-public sex, fem reader, fingering, p in v sex, safe/protected sex, work sex, fucking your coworkers, ash williams, ash williams and his cheesy ass one liners, and his cheesy ass nicknames, that’s it maybe but i’m tired of looking at this, also not like 100% proofread, like 83%

Ash Williams had been put against his fair share of unpleasantries. Having to kill his sister, dismember his girlfriend, get sent back in time and go toe to toe against evil incarnate. Throughout all that, he still stands by that working retail can easily be just as bad - if not worse - than all that. Ash had been at S-Mart longer than he had ever intended and dealt with more customer bullshit than one could imagine. However, he did manage to enjoy his time there in his own Ash-y way while he was there, meaning knocking boots with any coworker that he could talk his way into the pants of.

With most it was a one and done situation. Most employees stay new before they eventually leave. To Ash, this was the perfect situation - left no time for awkward talking after he had gotten done what he needed. His most recent example had been with Jenny from Arts and Crafts. A red headed hardbody that had stayed at S-Mart maybe three months. As her last two weeks wrapped up, yours began.

The Arts and Crafts department was mostly women, so word about who exactly Ash Williams was got around to you quick. Most of the talk was about his serial womanizing, however a few strange rumours of beheadings and murder were weaved in and out during a handful of gossip sessions between you and your colleagues. You chalked them up to a bad game of telephone given how out of pocket they seemed.

Eventually, you had your first run-in with Ash, and it went as expected. You managed to keep a professional smile and move on after each encounter, however that was not without acknowledging that you couldn’t blame any of the other girls for falling for his routine. He was far from unattractive and his charming demeanor did nothing to repel you. Regardless, you were determined to hold your own.

Your resistance had come as a surprise to Ash, who believes he’s God’s gift to women. However he was never one to back down from a challenge. The harder the hunt the bigger the trophy. Months of passive aggressive flirting and innuendoed bickering had only made him more determined. He had used whatever brain he had to find different ways to push your buttons without an immediate trip to HR. It would usually result with you giving him a playful eye roll before you continued back to whatever you had been doing. Today was no different of an example, but as you found yourself pinned up against a wall in the stock room, whatever exactly had finally gotten you where he wanted had slipped your mind.

This close, Ash’s cheap aftershave was almost intoxicating compared to its normal warning of obnoxious behavior to come. As your tongues pushed against one another, you could taste remnants of the mint gum he had just spit out.

His left hand made quick work to take off the ill fitting uniform as his metal one held you up against the wall. Your fingers made quick work of his own blue work shirt, pushing the fabric off his shoulders, leaving him in a white undershirt.

“Someone’s a little anxious, huh?” He words teased into your ear as his calloused hand snaked its up your back to unclasp your bra.

“If that’s such a problem, I’m more than okay to stop” Your hands dropped from his shoulders as you spoke, looking up at him. He moved his hand back up and grabbed your chin with a chuckle.

“Oh baby, I’ve got you just where I want.” His hot breath tickled against the side of your neck. “I’d be an idiot to let you get away now.” He brought your face up to his with a rough kiss, his hand dropping from your face to finish discarding your bra. He pushed his tongue into your mouth with a groan as he fondled your breast. His thumb rolling gently over your hardened nipple. You sighed into his kiss as he continued to play with your tit. He broke the kiss to look down at your chest, a string of saliva still connecting your mouth the his.

 “Fuck sugar, you’ve got the prettiest tits I’ve ever seen.” He continued his ministrations as he used his other arm to raise you up, your legs now straddling his waist opposed to your hips. He quickly moved his face down to your chest, peppering nips over your other breast as his hand continued to roughly knead the other.

“Now we can’t let her sister have all the fun” He winked up at you before latching his mouth onto your nipple. You gasped at the action, the sensation of one hand rolling the hardened bud between his fingers and his mouth sucking and biting on the other causing your eyes to shut.

Ash reveled in your reaction, you could feel him chuckle against your skin as he continued. Your hand went to his head, fingers weaving through his black hair. He gave your tit one final, playful bite before his mouth went back to yours. His hand snaked down to your backside, giving your ass a quick squeeze before he set you down, his lips never leaving yours.

He made quick work of his belt, tossing it to the floor as he finished shrugging off his shirt. As soon as you heard the cloth hit the floor, his hands were on you again, discarding your pants into the growing pile of garments to the side of you. In a moment, he had you up again, straddling his waist. His mouth quickly found its way to your neck, nipping and sucking dark spots into your flesh. You sighed and lolled your head to the side, allowing him further access.

“Baby…” He whispered, his hot breath centimeters away from your ear. “Can you grab my wallet, hm?”

You giggled at the request and rolled your eyes. Understanding the request your arm snaked around to his back, snatching the wallet from his back pocket.

“Well forgive me for bothering princess,” he teased. “My hands are otherwise occupied”

“Hand” you corrected with a playful grin. In response, you felt his metal appendage pinch your ass. You gasped and slapped his arm as his mouth went back to your neck.

“That hurt, jackass!” You scolded as you felt his mouth curl into a smile against your skin.

“Well,” He raised his face back up to yours. He quickly closed the distance between you and brought your lips together. You felt his left hand sneak under the hem of your panties, slowly sneaking up to your core. “If that’s such a problem…”

You sighed as his fingers ghosted over your entrance, picking up your slick on his fingertips, at the same time, his thumb pressed against your swollen clit.

“…I’m more than okay to stop.” He pushed his index finger into your cunt as he repeated your earlier threat. You let out a breathy moan as he pushed his finger in to the knuckle.

“But I’m pretty sure you don’t want that” His voice was low in your ear. Your eyes shut as his middle finger joined the other.

“Fuck…” You murmured as his fingers worked to stretch you out.

“Shit, baby…” He breathed out as he began to curl his fingers against your walls, his thumb beginning to work small circles on your clit. “You’re so fucking wet for me, aren’t ya”

You bit your lip and nodded, your breath getting caught in your throat. Ash chuckled and shook his head.

“I think I want you to say it, baby” His mouth returned to your neck as the pace of his fingers became rougher. You didn’t speak, groaning in response instead, partially annoyed but mostly too lost in the feeling of his fingers inside you to care. You felt him like up a third finger outside your entrance and you arched your back towards him out of instinct.

“You gotta say it first, sugar, gotta tell me whose got you all hot and bothered”

You whined and opened your eyes, pleading up at him. “You, Ash. You….please” you rutted yourself against his hand as you spoke. He looked down at you with lust blown eyes.

“Good girl,” He whispered into your ear as his pushed in a third digit. You moaned at the feeling, his fingers immediately working on curling against that one, perfect spot and working with the pressured movements of his thumb against your clit. You felt the familiar building pressure in your belly as his hand worked to bring you to your climax.

“Now, how about you finish fetching that love glove out, hm?” You sighed. Your shaky hand meeting your other that held his wallet. You looked down, fingering through cards and cash until you pulled out the golden foil. You quickly dropped the leather wallet to the ground to join the other discarded garments.

“Ash…” You let out a whine as he withdrew his fingers to grab the condom. You looked up at him and pouted. He chuckled, glowing in the fact he’s taken your bratty demeanor away and replaced it with desperate begging.

“Oh, just give me a minute, doll face.” He winked as he undid his fly, pulling his pants down enough to allow his hardened dick out of its confines. You were, well you didn’t want to say impressed, but surprised he had the anatomy to match his attitude. You must have been taking a moment too long to look as Ash whistled to get you attention.

“My eyes are up here, sugar pot.” You rolled your own as he went to get the condom out of its wrapper. Before he would tear the foil, you snatched it out of his hand. Deciding to make a show of it, you tore the gold wrapper with you teeth while another hand began to stroke his member. Rolling the leaking beads of precum down his shaft with feathered strokes. You pulled the condom from the wrapper entirely and slowly rolled it down his cock.

“Atta girl,” Ash’s head tilted back with a sigh, he once again brought your lips down to his for a sloppy kiss. You gave him a few more lazy strokes before he adjusted how he held you against the wall in order to line himself up with your entrance. You breathe out a sigh l as the fat bulge of his head finds your swollen, wet hole. Out of instinct, arch into him, desperate him to satisfy your clenching body.

His lips reunite with the side of neck with an amused chuckle. “You’re so needy, hm?” He teased between peppered kissed towards the crook of your neck, teasingly pushing himself against your entrance.

His metal hand gripped your hips firmly as he pushed you down onto his achingly hard cock. Your eyes slammed shut with a carnal moan as he fully sheathed himself inside of you.

“You stretch so good for me, baby” He groans as he revels in the feeling of your sex enveloping his, your soft walls like a perfect fitting glove. You roll your hips against his, drunk on the euphoria of him buried inside to the hilt.

“Fuck, Ash-“ Your head falls back, hitting the wall behind you with a thud. He drags his cock from inside you before coaxing himself back in. You whine, working your best to sink as far down as possible in tandem with his movements.

His pace starts sultry; fucking you deeply and purposefully, his thumb resting on top of your thigh as he brought you down on him until you could feel his pubes tickle against your lower belly.

Your hands found their place, one flush against his chest and the other grabbing into his shoulder; promising crescent shaped bruises to form in the following hours from where your nails dug into his flesh.

He adjusts his hold on your hips as he picks up his pace, bouncing you on his cock. “Can’t believe I can finally fuck you.” He purred in your ear, his breath hot against the shell of your ear. His left hand moves between you, his thumb dancing over your clit andhis fingers circling where he pushed into you, getting it coated with the cocktail of your wetness and his precum that dripped out of you.

His hand then raised to the underside of your chin; his thumb lifting your head as his fingers prodded against your languidly parted lips. You further opened your mouth, allowing for the gentle intrusion. Your tongue swirled around the digits as you looked up through hooded lashes into his eyes. Making a show of cleaning off his calloused fingers. If Ash had an ounce less of self control he could have finished then and there.

He instead chuckled, his stare fixated on your mouth as you sucked his fingers. “Look at you, getting all filthy for me , hm?” His pace transformed into rough and desperate thrusts, his swollen head kissing your cervix. He withdrew his fingers from your mouth, his hand meeting his other at your hips, changing the angle he pounded into you just enough for him to be fucking directly into your sweet spot. An aching moan escaped your mouth at the change; allowing anyone who was close enough an exact idea of the wanton situation you were in.

“You sound so fucking hot for me baby, but the last thing I want right now is for someone to take this pussy away from me.” Normally, your response would be to chide him for pointing out the obvious accompanied by an eye roll. However, you just bit down on your reddened bottom lip and nodded, arching down on him further, desperate for him to fuck an orgasm out of you.

Ash's thrusts became rough and desperate, his length hitting your cervix with each powerful stroke. The change in angle caused an electric surge of pleasure to shoot through your body, your stifled moans threatening an exposing volume.

His rough and quickened pace only added fuel to the fire, you could feel the intensity building, your body desperately responding to his every movement in an attempt to bring your orgasm on quicker.

You clenched around him, your walls pulsating with need as you arched your back, meeting his thrusts with fervor. The overwhelming sensations coursing through you pushed you closer to the edge.

With each unrestrained thrust, you felt the pleasure intensify, the tension coiling within you like a tightly wound spring. Your moans threatened to grow louder as you did your best to stay quiet-biting down on your lower lip hard enough to draw blood as your head lolled aside, allowing him access to return his mouth to your neck. He callously nipped and sucked at the reddened skin as your nails dug into his skin as you desperately sought release.

As the pleasure reached its peak, you let out a guttural cry, your body convulsing in the throes of your orgasm. Waves of ecstasy washed crassly over you, leaving you breathless and completely consumed by the sensation.

Ash continued to pound into you, fucking you through as you were thrown into rapture. He felt the familiar burning of his own orgasm approaching. His final thrusts were rough and desperate as he finally came, burying himself deep inside you.

As the waves of pleasure subsided, his lips trailed back to yours, taking one last opportunity to taste you.

“You think you’re okay to stand, sweet cheeks?” He asked, his voice soft as his hand trailed down to your ass, gently kneading the soft flesh as he spoke. With a nodded response from you, he slowly pulled out from you. Out of instinct, you whined at the sudden empty feeling, still drunk on the sensation of his cock stuffed into you. He chuckled at your mewl.

“Don’t worry sugar, as soon as I can fuck that tight pretty pussy of yours again, I will. That’s an Ash Williams guarantee. ” He patted your ass and you unwrapped your legs from his waist, placing a foot on the cool ground. You almost fell to the floor as you attempted to put your weight on it. Ash’s metal hand still on your waist, he was able to keep you from falling completely. He smiled, relishing the fact he had fucked you good enough you couldn’t walk.

Knowing exactly what had made his lips curl into such a shit-eating grin, you flicked your eyes up.

“Don’t flatter yourself,” You bent down to pick up your long discarded clothes, the cool metal of his hand still on your waist. “They just fell asleep is all.”

“Whatever you say, baby” He winked, turning his attention to disposing of the used rubber, rolling it off his softened cock; careful not to make a mess. He found some garbage to toss it in and pulled his pants back up over his crotch. You cringed at the thought of whoever had to take out that trash later tonight.

“What time are you out tonight?”

The question came as a surprise to you. You raised a brow as you worked to put your pants back on.

“Six…” You responded, unsure of the intent of his question. He wasn’t gonna wine and dine you - or whatever the Ash equivalent is that was - certainly. You had never heard any report of him attempting anything along the lines of that with anyone before. “What time is it anyway?”

He turned his wrist over, looking at the watch face. “Ten after.”

“Oh,” You raised your brows, surprised you had been…occupied, long enough to round out your shift.

“You?”

“I’m out at eight.”

“Oh, well okay”

The dialogue was shallow as you finished reassembling your work clothes.

You turned to him; “Why..?”

Ash looked at you with a cheeky grin, raising his eyes from his watch just enough to look up and meet your eyes.

"We should grab some drinks after work, have a bit of fun. I'll buy, I'm feeling generous tonight."

“And here I’ve been told chivalry is dead” Your put your shirt back over your head in time with the sarcastic response.

"I promise you, my intentions are anything but chivalrous when I tell you I'll be paying." He said with a grin and tacky wink. You decided to roll your eyes playfully opposed to wasting your words.

"I can take that as a maybe?" Ash asked. "Don't disappoint me, darlin'."

“Yeah yeah fine, whatever. Where?” You folded your arms across your chest, waiting for his reply.

"The Elk, we can sit at the bar, talk all flirty like." Ash said suggestively. "Nothing better than a bottle of whiskey on the table and a pretty lady beside it."

“Just pick me up after your shift, yeah?”

"After my shift," He confirmed with a smirk. "But just so I know, that's a yes then?"

“Deduce that one yourself, jackass.” You walked away with a smirk, not sure if volunteering more of your time with Ash would pan out in your favor.

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