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444rockstargf · 1 month

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Hii Soo I'm not used to sending requests so I'm sorry if this is gonna be a little difficult or confusing. Have you heard that TikTok sound about how "she wanted five guys and I'm not talking about burgers" I was wondering if you could write something like that with 5 characters that Rory plays I don't mind who if you do decide to write it but I'm so sorry this message is so long

ohhh anon you're creative!

"you want more." | clyde, euronymous, jack, kappa, tyler

art deco. - lana del rey

✮⋆˙ [tags] @faesucksass @lustkillers @angelsanarchy @mayathepsychic1999 @josibunn @livingdead-materialgirl@romanroyapoligist @oliviah-25@si1nful-symph0ny @auggiethecreator @vanlisbon@livingdead-reilly @imoonkiss @lankysimp @nom-nommmm1 @xxbl00d-cl0txx @k1ll3rh0rr0r @wildathevrt @mommymilkers0526 @greenxgloss @wild-rose-35

female!reader x clyde + r!euro + jack + kappa + tyler

word count: 1.6k

contents: gangbang, unprotected p in v, anal, a little degradation, a little praise, blowjob, public sex, overstimulation, facial, creampies, a little aftercare

like a doll on display in the window of a toy store, you felt 5 pairs of predatory eyes lying on your almost bare figure as you sat on a scrawny little bed in a private room of your favourite nightclub. what a strange set of men. the thought ran through your mind as you stared up at them, studying the group.

there was a drunk-eyed stoner dressed in baggy clothes that held a muscular figure, a dark-haired metalhead wearing a cropped shirt that showed off a toned torso, a normal-looking man who appeared more off-putting the longer you looked at him, a greasy hippie who was already greedily palming himself, and a short-haired man with a glowing, throbbing rod concealed in his jeans.

you shyly bit your lip, fidgeting with your thumbs as you thought about what was in store for you. this wasn’t what you initially expected during a night out at the club, but you couldn't deny the adrenaline rushing through your veins. you were wearing a pair of silk panties and thigh-high black socks. the first man to take note of your nervous disposition was the stoner, who reached out a hand to gently stroke your cheek with his thumb.

clyde’s gentle touch made you shiver. “well aren’t you just the cutest thing?” he slipped his thumb between your lips, making you suck on it. “i promise not to hurt you tonight, ‘kay?” while his words were meant to bring you comfort, you could only tremble as the four others clearly had intentions of doing the opposite.

your eyes darted around, spotting the hippie whipping out his cannon. your pupils dilated as 12-inches of meat dangled in the corner of your eye. your clit throbbed at the thought of his pipe abusing your internal organs, beating them to a pulp. and you caught a glimpse of that dream in reality as he hopped on the bed, lifting up your ass and pressing his hips against you and letting you feel the sensation of his throbbing cock through the dampening fabric of your panties.

three belts clanged as they hit the ground in unison. the three others, euronymous, jack and tyler, took their positions on the bed with you, all five of them surrounding you. euronymous firmly grabs your jaw, making you look up at him. you couldn’t help but whimper quietly, from the sight of him and the feeling of kappa starting to toy with your pussy.

clyde rested back against the creaky bed’s headboard, pulling out his erection that was already smeared with precum. tyler sat next to him and as he pulled out his dick, your life momentarily flashed before your eyes. his shaft was unlike anyone else’s in the room. from the balls, it was a shimmery sapphire blue and it faded into a pretty purple at the tip (like this). it was so thick that you tried to wrap your hand around it, failing.

a harsh slap landed down on your ass, making yelp. jack’s hand left a sting as kappa cooed mockingly. “aw did that hurt, sugar?” euronymous tore your panties off of you, tossing the useless strip of fabric to the side as he massaged your hard clit with his thumb. you arched your back, stuffing your face into the mattress until a hand grabbed you by your hair.

“don’t hide that pretty mouth,” tyler grinned, “we’re gonna put you to good use, baby.” clyde flipped his hair out of his face, teasing your lips with the tip of his cock. you eagerly took it in, taking a second to adjust to his size. clyde let out a low groan, already bucking his hips slowly into your mouth.

tyler’s alien cock glowed with arousal as he watched your throat bulge from being filled up. you brought your hand to his dick, it being much colder than clyde’s. you lifted you mouth off of his, with lips being connected by strings of saliva as you slowly took tyler’s tentacle into your mouth. his hand found the back of your head, gently guiding it down. “yeah… nice and easy.”

then they all went at full force. euro, jack and kappa all slammed themselves into you simultaneously. tears flooded your eyes as you felt two cocks stretch out your pussy and one fill up your asshole. right from the jump, you were already gushing on all of them, the wetness of your cunt saturating their rods.

clyde and tyler took off the training wheels, now making you take both lengths into your little mouth at the same time. you struggled, but your sobs provided enough spit to help them go down easily. both men tossed their head back in unison from the feeling of their girths rubbing together.

though you couldn’t see, jack was taking care of your asshole while kappa and euro dealt with your painfully tight pussy. jack slowly massaged your sore hole as he slowly moved himself in and out of you. “does that hurt, sweetie?” his hand had a gentle grip of your waist and he gave it a little squeeze. both your holes clenched, and jack took this as a sign to be a little gentler with you.

“just give me a little kick if you can’t take it. but i know you can. such a good girl…” jack’s words turned your limbs into jelly. he cocked his head to the side slightly, dislodging a few locks from his bun as he pushed himself in your tight muscle, the vibrations of your groans running down tyler and clyde’s bodies.

kappa may have had the size, but euronymous was carrying the speed. he was twice, maybe three times as fast as everyone else one, your ass bouncing each time he slammed himself back into you. he muttered the dirtiest things of all, making a knot tie in your stomach. “goddamnit, you’re tight as a fuckin’ virgin. but we all know that’s not true, don’t we?”

you felt your cheeks burn with humiliation, much to his dismay. you ground your hips against them, cum dripping down the inside of your thighs. you had already cum a few times, but how would they know? your mouth was completely stuffed, preventing you from getting a single word out.

clyde reached into the pocket of his cargos which were inches away from him on the bed. he took out a cigarette, lighting it and taking a long drag, eyes locked on you as your spit could his cock in a thin layer.

while clyde was calm and collected, tyler was completely losing it. his hips uncontrollably bucked into your mouth as he gripped the bedsheets so tight that his knuckles went pale. his cock was illuminated like a glowstick, throbbing and oozing as it began to drip with a neon green substance.

as the taste hit your tongue, you immediately felt like gagging. but once you got over the burning sizzle of his cum, it began to taste faintly like green apple bubble gum. you swallowed every last drop that he gave you, desperately deepthroating his length to get more of his solution. then the gates of hell broke loose. he couldn’t hold back anymore and he dumped a bucket load of bioluminescent cum into your digestive track.

it erupted out of him like lava, hot and sizzling as you coughed up green bubbles. clyde burst into a fit of laughter as he shoved himself back into you. “what a party trick, dude.” clyde grabbed a fistful of your hair, aggressively fucking your throat, completely losing control of himself.

you gazed up at him through tear-filled eyes as your lips swelled around him. he’d always been a sucker for “blowjob eyes”, so with a few more lazy thrusts he shot hot strings of his seed onto your face, painting on you like you were a pretty picture.

as you received your facial, kappa exclaimed out a string of curses, as you feel your pussy swell as it filled with cum. euronymous’ balls slapped against your clit as he pounded into you, his fingernails digging into your ass as he lost himself in this moment of pure bliss. as hit orgasm hit like a ton of bricks, he yanked himself out of you, pumping himself quickly as shooting his load all over your arched back.

jack took this opportunity to give it his all, now fucking you rapidly in the ass. you cried into the mattress, loads of cum squirting out of your swollen pussy as he destroyed your insides. “o-oh yeah… good fucking girl…” he reached a hand down and started rubbing messy circles on your puffy clit, making your ass clench as he reached his climax.

he groaned deeply, his body shaking enough the snap the elastic band holding his hair up, sending his full strands all over his face. he used you to milk every last drop out of himself before pulling out and examining your sore hole.

you were a total mess, tears running down your face as they all released you at once. you panted heavily, the room spinning as your eyes fluttered shut. your pussy throbbed from the overstimulation, your entire feeling satisfied despite how worn out you were. in this moment, you felt cold leather draping over your bare body, euronymous’ jacket. clyde lit the small candle on the bedside table with his lighter to keep you warm, jack took one of the hair ties on his wrist and pulled your hair out of your face, putting it into a pretty ponytail, tyler pulled a pink lollipop out of his pocket, putting it in your gentle grip. and kappa’s contribution was a soft kiss on the cheek.

they left you in the cool, drafty room, leaving you with an aching body but a very fulfilled heart.

(little drawing of the position yall are in.)

author's note: writing gangbangs is so hard but I love a challenge!

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nevvdrinksteaa · 25 days

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pairing: jack thurlow x reader

warnings: 18+ nsfw smut, porn without plot, afab reader, oral (face fucking!!!), degration (use of bitch, slut, whore), slight praise (that’s a stretch), DADDY KINK (jack has a daddy kink sry not sry (#daddyissues)) !!!!!, use of toys, no reference to body type or race !!

word count: 400 (short lil thing, i’m tired and horny sry)

as always reblogs are loved and appreciated,, also i’m taking requests hehe *kiss kiss*

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“come on, bitch, just like that”

you’re laying flat on your back, head hanging off the edge of the bed, body hot against your cool, silk sheets. you could feel hot tears streaming down your face, drool pooling from the sides of your mouth.

“awe look at you baby, why are you crying? you asked for this” you felt his cock push deeper and deeper with every stroke.

jack has his hand tight against your throat, making you light headed, his other hand held a wand, vibrating violently against your clit. you felt yourself getting closer and closer, knots tightening in your stomach. you took your hand to your leg, tapping against his leg to breathe. you took a deep breath, feeling yourself let go. you felt dizzy, stars speckling your vision.

“wanted daddy to fuck this pretty fucking mouth and now you can’t take it.” he gave your face an open palm slap, then patting your cheek lightly, tapping his cock against your tongue. “you gonna be a good whore and take it?”

you nodded quickly before you felt him push himself back in, moaning at the intrusion. he kept steady thrusts, groaning at the tightness with every shallow breath you took. “you look so pretty like this, throat wrapped around my fat cock”

you moved your hands up cupping his balls playing with them slightly, rolling them with your fingers. you felt him twitch in your throat, followed by a loud groan. “fuck i’m close”

your felt him pick up the pace, hips moving in a smooth pattern. “you gonna take daddy’s cum down your throat?” your eyes squeezed shut, blinking tears down your face. “be a good little whore and swallow it all”

you felt his pace falter, moaning as he came. “fuck, i’m coming, take it. take. it. all.” pushing his body into you, his hips punctuating every word. you felt your mouth get hot, salt coating your taste buds. jack pulled out slowly, leaning down to look in your eyes, his hand grabbed your jaw.

“did you get what you asked for baby?”

#nev writes #jack thurlow #jack thurlow smut #jack goes home #rory culkin #rory culkin smut #rory culkin x reader

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shady-the-simp · 9 months

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Hi, could you please do a masterlist but with the nsfw audios? thank you for your service

Of course, bruv! didn’t even think of it till now…

AUDIO MASTERLIST!

All audios under this are NSFW (they’re literally audio porn)

Rory Culkin characters:

Charlie Walker 1 2 3

Jack Thurlowe 1

Danny Cooper 1 2 3

Clyde (Electrick Children) 1

Gabriel (2014) 1

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sluttyl0s3rs · 4 months

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Charlie head-cannons

Warnings: Nsfw, momma (in a beast boy way), hair pulling kink, pain kink, fluff in the beginning,

Tags: Charlie walker, Rory culkin

Parings: Charlie walker x reader

•Charlie when you guys started dating he would not come up to you. He would walk in front of you or in your view so you go over to him.

•When Charlie is asked what he uses for his hair he says “it’s a secret”. (He just wants you to keep talking to him)

•You asked Charlie to braid his hair and when he finally said yes, he would just sit there watching you braid his hair practically with hearts in his eyes.

•When he kisses your cheek and, when you scrunch your face he finds that so cute.

•You and him hang out in the library while you do homework or go on your phone. He goes searching for the most gory books to show you.

•When he watches stab 3 he always makes sure you are loving it as much as he is

•always looks for you in a crowd. “I just saw her right now where did she go?! Babe babe!!” “I’m next to you..”. “Oh.”

NSFW ZONE:

• cock kisses get him going…

As you sucked him off you started to kiss his cock and looked up at him. He whimpered wanting to look away being embarrassed but he can’t.

•phone sex 🙌🏽

He called you already being hard from thinking of you. As you talked to him asking how his day was going he started to palm himself through his sweatpants…

•whimpers and groans

•sometimes, when you guys are watching horror films and, you look so good he may have to pause the movie and get a piece of that.

•He loves it when you bring out the knife in bed and drag it across his chest.

Charlie was on the bed as you grabbed a knife from the desk and started to drag it across his chest down to his stomach. “Mmh mama keep going”

•mommy kink…

As you were on your knees sucking him off he threw his head back whimpering. “Mmmh mommy mhm keep going mm~”

•hair pulling kink. You already know

You were riding him with a hand in his hair making him look up at you and, the other hand keeping yourself up.

I FEEL DIRTY🤑🤑

#rory culkin #rory culkin smut #rory culkin x reader #bliss #charlie walker #euronymous x reader #fanfic #jack thurlow smut #danny cooper

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gh0stsp1d3r · 5 months

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jus had a thought in the middle of class (I should really be studying for finals buttttt…) 18+ mdni

Jack thurlow w a breeding kink. The second he hears the words that you want a baby, that man is giving one to you right then and there.

He’s pounding into your ruthlessly, clothes long forgotten on the floor as you claw at his back, leaving long red marks.

The sounds coming from his mouth are beautiful. His moans and his groans, the way he talks to you about how much he wants this. How much he loves you.

He is mesmerized by you, when his cum shoots into your womb. And he doesn’t care how much tries it takes, he will do it over and over again until that test shows those 2 lines.

girl I should rlly get to studying for finals, bye 😭

#jack thurlow x reader #jack thurlow #rory culkin x y/n #rory culkin x you #rory culkin x reader #rory culkin smut #jack thurlow smut #rory culkin

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thatsthewrongwallcraig · 10 months

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4A.M.

Summary: Summer in Colorado is humid, sticky and uncomfortably hot. There's barely any comfortable time of day to give your boyfriend what he's been craving so much.

Pairing: Jack Thurlow × fem!Reader

Content Warnings: Straight Up Porn Once More (18+!), Heavy Mommy Kink, Jack Being Such A Good Boy, unprotected P In V (Please, just the tip, mommy.), Thigh Job, Pet Names, Praise Kink, Slight Breeding Kink, Teasing

Word Count: ~ 1.4k

A/N: Oops! I did it again! Somewhat of a sequel to 3A.M, but it can be read perfectly fine as a standalone.

Tagging all the lovelie hoes (gender neutral!) that commented on the first part:

@crypticsewerslut @alalalaaallaaalaaa @bvg-w1res

Plain stupid of either of you to think that just one singular orgasm in the dead of night would cure the pent-up desire and plain horniness of nearly 3 weeks.

The temperatures had been rising and rising each day and with that, even short hugs or brief kisses goodnight turned into a sweaty ordeal.

However, as soon as the first shy drops of translucent pre-cum had pooled at the tip of Jack's cock an hour earlier the aching need for each other had gotten the upper hand.

"Fuck...mommy, f-feels so good.." Jack whimpered into the thick and heavy summer air as you let his yet again rock-hard cock slide in between your thighs with a sudden jut of your hips.

The gathered wetness of your first orgasm and splatters of his cum gathered between your legs served as lube for him to thrust right between your lightly pressed together thighs.

His entire length stroke over your aching clit, illiciting a now involuntary rock of your waist towards his.

Exhaling short, raggedy breaths, Jack could barely hold himself on top of you, leaning his weight onto his elbows framing your face. His entire body was trembling and shivering already, although it hadn't exactly been long since he spilled his seed over your stomach for the first time tonight.

"You deserve it, babe. You're trying so much to behave yourself, aren't you?" You reciprocated, softly stroking the tip of his nose with yours.

"Hmhm..." Jack mewled as he started to thrust carefully.

"C'mon, use your words, Jack." Yours raised your hand from the side and followed the curve of his plush bottom lip with your thumb.

It trembled as he desperately tried to connect words in his head to form a full sentence.

"Hmmm... 'm trying so hard, mommy." He stammered, his breathy pants breezing over your chin and down your neck, causing a light wave of goosebumps all around your collarbones.

"See? Wasn't so hard, no?" A wide smile tugged at the corners of your lips as you joined in on his unsteady rhythm, nearly knocking the last bits of air out of his lungs.

"Ah...fuck..", Jack exhaled in a low moan, "Can I put it in, p-please?"

You couldn't help it as you felt your cheeks flushing with red at his desperate beg. His shaky voice in your ear was nothing but a pathetic plea that made your oozing cunt clench around emptiness.

"You want to so bad, don't you baby?"

Jack immediately nodded in response, his hips meeting yours before he pulled back again, the tip of his cock teasingly resting against your throbbing clit.

"But just the tip, Jack, can you do that for me?"

"Just the tip, mommy." He answered, pressing a needy kiss to your lips as he slowly pushed himself back between your thighs.

Helping him out just a little, you angled your hips upwards for his cock to glide right through your slik-coated folds, the tip pressing against your cunt with the faintest amount of pressure until just the pre-cum smeared head slid into you.

At the slightly stretching sensation a raspy gasp rolled over your tongue and got muffled by his lips still pressed to yours. It felt so damn good that a shiver of aching need shot down right between your legs. You had to hold yourself back to not pull him into you until he filled you up completely, for you not to spread your legs as wide as you possibly could until his balls slapped against your ass.

For a moment he just stayed like this above you, not daring to move even the slightes bit as he felt your cunt pulsing around him, all hot and wet. You were drawing him in involuntarily and before either of you could give in to the temptation, Jack slowly bottomed out again.

"Such a good boy for me...", It fell from your mouth in a shaky praise after you broke from the kiss just a tiny bit, "Can you do that again for mommy, babe?"

"Y-yeah.." With his body quivering above yours, Jack repeated the motion, obediently only pushing in the head of his cock.

"Fuck...shit..., babe." You hissed as the same heavy desire to feel more of him fogged your senses. It was so much that you bit your lower lip and furrowed your brows with all the concentration that you could somehow gather up.

Heavy breaths filled the barely even there spare space between your bodies and the heat radiating from each of you turned your skin sticky with a thin layer of sweat.

"Pretty please..." Jack whimpered in a needy tone but you shook your head slightly.

"I know, babe, I know it's so so much... but one more time, yeah? One more time for me, Jack."

His entire statue shivered as he reluctantly pulled out, groaning impatiently but as soon as he did, you wrapped your legs around his waist, spreading wide to invite him all in.

Leaning in as close to his ear as you could, you uttered: "Now fuck me, babe. Fuck me good."

Your words had not even faded completely as Jack's hips thrusted down, shoving and burying his entire length into your cunt until he filled you up to the brim.

"Fuck...I love you so fucking much.." He hissed out right before be started plowing you into the mattress underneath.

It left you barely any air to breathe, let alone to answer properly and thus just a hardly audible: "...love you so much, too..." found it's way out of your mouth.

With the vigour of a touch-starved man, Jack hammered his waist against yours at a reckless pace that had you gasping and moaning into the night. Inaudible praises slipped out of your mouth as you clawed at his back, your nails drilling themselves into his soft skin, most likely leaving pretty red marks for the days to come.

Not a single damn thought crowded your mind as Jack did as he was told and fucked you good. There was only his body pressed tightly against yours, his lost in pleasure whimpers in your ear and his sweaty, brown hair clinging to your face as you noticed a well familiar pull in your lower body growing with every heavy thrust. It came so fast that, for a second, you worried to have missed your own orgasm but right in the next second it pulled you out of reality. Every nerveending in your body erupted in a crushing tide of pure bliss, this one even more intense than the first one earlier tonight.

"God, fuck...fill me up, Jack!" It shot out of your mouth before you could've done anything against it.

"Anything you want, mommy." Jack groaned whilst picking up the pace to a borderline brutal speed.

Without hesitation, he fucked you through your orgasm, the delicately sweet overstimulation making you feel him even more intensely as he bore himself inside of you again and again. It bordered on the very fine line of being painful and just too much to take, but you willingly lost yourself in it until, with one last thrust, Jack pushed himself into you, his balls pressing against your ass as his white-hot cum sputtered into your cunt. You felt the warmth of it spreading deep inside of you as Jack moaned in pleasure, his forehead pressing against yours before he simply collapsed onto you.

Smiling widely, you caught him in a tight embrace, not giving even the slightest fuck about the humid heat or sweat of your bodies.

"God, I love you so much..." You whispered in a gentle tone, pressing loving kisses into the crook of his neck.

The ceiling fan above you still whirring stoically, now shoving around hot summer air that smelled like sex, sweat and satisfaction.

#jack thurlow #jack goes home #jack thurlow x fem!reader #jack thurlow × you #jack thurlow smut #rory culkin

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icarus-star · 9 months

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jack thurlow would straight up just give you head whenever.

you'd be laying in bed, reading a book and minding your business, when jack just comes in and starts settling himself between your legs without a moment of hesitation or anything. like, bro is on a mission 💀.

and when you start asking what he's doing and shit he's all cocky about it, saying shit like "im just getting comfortable, doll" or "what, you want me to stop?" legitimately not a care in the world. and he's so good at it, too :3.

no cuz LITERALLY.

he'd probs be bored or something and then just decide to go down on you. just for funsies. yes please 😋

AND HE REALLY KNOWS HOW TO USE HIS TONGUE OMG. bro is fast and uses just the right amounts of pressure and all that and AUUGHHHH 😫

and and and, when his tongue is like, yk, in you, his nose kinda nudges your clit :3

sometimes, you'll be working on something at your computer and he'll just scoot under your desk and go to town on you 😋

also doesn't say anything??? bro just does it

and he goes at it for probably HOURS. he doesn't care if your overstimulated, idk idk!! i need him so badly

and! he just tells you to keep going with whatever you were doing, if it were reading a book or getting work done :3

#i ❤ rory culkin #rory culkin #rory culkin x reader #☆arties inbox #jack thurlow smut #jack thurlow x reader #rory culkin jack goes home #jack thurlow

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outofboundsarchives · 7 months

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Sooo i was thinking of literally any character rory plays just face fucking you like gagging and tears and when I say BRUTALLY face fucking you I mean BRUTALLY😍

OKAY SO the first thing that popped into my mind was Jack having a really bad day and coming home to you and deciding the best way to release his stress is to absolutely abuse your throat so here we go!

/Fem reader/

Cw for: Choking, hitting, degrading, slight non con

It was late, a little later than expected when you heard the front door open and slam shut. You jumped slightly at the noise, scared if it was actually Jack or not until you heard him coming up the stairs.

When he opened the bedroom door, you gave him a sweet smile and greeted him, but he didn't reciprocate. His hair was slightly tangled and poofy, the way it got when he would run his hands through it and tug at the roots from stress. His eyes seemed sunken, and his face remained emotionless.

"Jack?" You tried to get his attention as you swung your legs over the edge of the bed and faced him.

"Everything okay?"

He didn't respond at first. He just shook his head like he didn't want to hear the feeble attempts at small talk and ran his hand through his hair, pushing it away from his face as he looked at the floor.

You sit for a moment, watching as his steady breaths move his tense shoulders up and down. You want to know what's wrong, but you're also worried you'll make it worse. His mood swings were almost impossible to navigate, and no matter what you did, you almost always felt like it was your fault.

"Is there anything I can do, baby?" You ask, almost desperate to get a response from him.

He's still for a moment, almost like he's contemplating his next words before he drops his hand to his side and looks at you.

"Yeah, yeah there's something you can do,"

He finally speaks before his hand grabs the back of your neck firmly and pulls you off of the bed and onto the floor with a loud thump. You let out a shocked gasp as your knees hit the old tattered carpet around your bed. You can feel the hard wood underneath pressing into your bones.

You turn your face to look up at him as he pulls you closer to his groin. His hand tightens in your hair as he grinds your mouth against his rough jeans. You whimper as he looks down at you, his expression still blank as his hard cock presses against your lips.

"How about we put that pretty little mouth of yours to good use, hmm?" He asks as his grip tightens slightly.

This isn't how you expected tonight to go, but you weren't going to protest. You knew how he was when he got in these moods, and a deep twisted part of you loved that he wanted you to make him feel better.

He was going to be rough, and it was going to hurt, but you didn't care at that point. Him fucking your face until you were a crying sobbing mess was better than him wordlessly baracading himself in his studio all night, and leaving you to sleep alone while he sulked.

You nod against his crotch as you part your lips and run your tongue across the coarse fabric.

Jack wastes no time as he pulls your head back and holds it against the edge of the bed by your hair, and uses his other hand to open his belt and pull his pants and boxers down just enough to release his aching cock.

He grips his base tightly as he presses his leaking head against your lips. You can feel him pulse against you already, his tip red and swollen as his hips rock against you.

"Open," He demands. No tenderness or sweet coaxing words.

Your lips part, and he shoves past them roughly. You have no time to adjust as his girth stretches the corners of your lips painfully. You whimper, but he doesn't stop.

His head drops, and his hair hangs in front of his face. His eyes are screwed tightly shut as he pushes deeper and deeper. You can feel his grip in your hair tighten as his other hand snakes under your jaw, and he presses his finger into your cheeks on either side to keep your mouth open.

Tears already fill your eyes as you feel him push against the back of your throat. He stops for a moment, his hand shaking as he grips your jaw before he pulls back and then slides his hips forward again.

You try to take a deep breath through your nose, but he's already cutting off your air and pushing down your throat again.

You try to relax. You know if you tense, it'll make it worse, but it's difficult as you feel your nose press against his lower stomach. The hair at the base of his shaft presses against your nose, and you look up at him tearfully.

Jacks lips are parted as he lets out a small groan. His eyes are open as he stares down at your mouth. His face is still void of any emotion besides the slight furrow to his brow.

You feel him pull back again, almost pulling out fully before slamming back against your tightening muscles.

You gag at the sudden abuse, and you try to pull away. Jacks hand releases your jaw, and you feel a hard smack against your cheek.

It's quick and painful. If it wasn't for the stinging heat in your cheek, you could convince yourself it didn't actually happen.

You look up at him, your wide, teary eyes desperate for forgiveness as he grabs your jaw again.

"Stay still," Is all he says before he forces himself into your throat again.

He starts to pick up a rhythm with his thrusts. Each time he pulls back, you try to suck air through your nose before he's choking you again.

As much as you try, you can't stop yourself from gagging. Tears are pouring down your cheeks, and your sinuses are starting to drip. It becomes increasingly harder to breathe, and you place your hands against his thighs to stop him from going too deep.

He uses your head to rock it back and forth, still forcing you to go deeper. You keep your jaw slack and try to force yourself to swallow, but it makes you gag again, and you try to push his legs back.

You hear a slight huff leave his lips before he smacks your hands away and takes a step forward. You try to protest, but his hand runs through the front of your hair as he holds your head back against the bed. His nails scrapping against your scalp send shivers down spine.

Jack releases your jaw and uses his hand to brace his weight on the mattress as he lifts his right leg and places his knee against the edge of the bed.

You feel his thigh press against your cheek, the seam of his jeans digging painfully into your cheek as he thrusts into your mouth.

You let out a cry that's muffled from his cock forcing its way down your tensing throat. His pace becomes relentless as he starts shoving you all the way down to the base.

"Is it really that fucking hard to just sit still?" He groans as he thrusts into your mouth again.

You gag around him, your vision blurred as you reach up and grab his thighs once more, but you don't push him away. You claw at the fabric, but he doesn't relent.

You can feel your saliva dripping down your chin and neck, soaking the front of your shirt as you groan and choke on Jack's cock.

Tears soak your hairline as he runs his hands through your roots and looks down at you.

"You don't listen. You never listen. No one... no one ever fucking listens," He grunts as he continues. You can feel him twitching in your throat as he spills his anger. You knows it's not because of you, but his words create a strange tension in your chest that causes the tears to pour faster.

His movements are rough, almost hateful, and animalistic as he loses regard for your well-being and comfort.

You gag once more. This time is worse than the last, and your body reacts without warning. You try to pull away from him again, but you feel his hand on your cheek.

Your eyes look up at him as he touches you, but the second you make eye contact, he pulls his hand away and smacks you again.

You whine and close your eyes, and when you open them, he smacks you again.

Your sobs are still muffled around him. Unable to cry or protest against his abuse.

"All you have to do is take it and you can't even do that right," He groans as he lifts the hand that's holding his weight, and slides it between his thighs, and wraps it around your throat.

You take in a broken, stuttering inhale through your stuffy nose as you feel the pressure. He doesn't choke you, but he applies pressure to the front of your neck, pushing your esophagus in so he can feel his cock sliding in and out of your throat.

"This is what you wanted, isn't it?" He asks as he pushes against your throat a little harder. "You wanna make me feel better?"

He looks down at you, waiting for any type of reaction so you give a small nod, as much movement as you can manage.

"Then let me use your worthless holes and stop fucking complaining,"

You can't deny it. His words turn you on so much it's painful. You squirm beneath him in a desperate attempt to feel any friction against your own jeans.

You yelp as he slams against your throat again.

Your jaw aches, and the corners of your mouth burn from stretching around him. His hand snakes to the back of your head, lifting it away from the mattress and forcing it against his groin.

At the slightly bent angle, he completely cuts off your air when he pushes all the way back. You start to panic, smacking his leg to get his attention, but he doesn't stop.

You try to pull away again, and he brings his hand up from your throat. You flinch, expecting to feel the familiar sting across your cheek, and you close your eyes in anticipation.

They quickly shoot open as you feel Jack's fingers pinch your nose closed, cutting off your breathing completely.

"You wish you listened now, huh?" He groans through clenched teeth before he bites his lip, trying to contain his sadistic smile.

You look up at him fearfully, but he shows no sign of mercy. His thrusts become more sporadic and vigorous.

"There you go, baby, that's it...that's it doll," He grunts against you.

The pressure starts to build up around your temples, and your body begins to panic. You claw at his thighs, and your feet start kicking against the floor as you try to create any kind of distance between your bodies, but it's useless.

He pushes all the way in, smashing your nose against his groin as the convulsing of your throat causes him to reach his orgasm.

The hand that's holding your hair tightens and shakes as you feel his cock swell in your throat and pulse as hot cums squirts into your mouth. He's so deep you don't even taste it, but you can feel it.

He stays there until every last drop is gone, and the pressure in your head makes you feel like you're going to pass out.

When Jack pulls away, you suck air into your lungs so quickly it burns. You cough and gag against the sensation as your chest heaves.

After a few deep breaths, you rest your weight against the bed and look up at him as you pant.

He releases you to tuck his cock back into his boxers before he gently places his hand against your cheek again.

Your lips are parted. Swollen and puffy red as you look up at him once more. His thumb circles your cheek in a silent "You okay?" And you nod. Neither of you exchanged a word as he buttons his jeans and helps you lay in bed.

He lays next to you, his arms wrapping around you as his face presses into the back of your neck.

"You're so good to me," He says quietly against your ear.

Fun fact, this was gonna be Euronymous, but I couldn't get it right, and Jack is just so angry, so it fits better. Sorry for any errors, and as always, requests are open🖤

#jack thurlow #jack thurlow smut #rory culkin smut #rory culkin #smut #one shot #jack goes home

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josibunn · 8 months

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one night only—sonder.

fem!reader x jack thurlow :P 18+

smut (obvi) , jack being a little cheater :[ away on vaca from his wife when he finds u at a club and talks his way into your panties. some spanking, hickeys, kissing, blowjob, cunnilingus, p in v unprotected, sort of drunk sex, semi public (he touched you on the dance floor, in a club bathroom) name calling (good girl, pretty girl, baby, sugar) jacks a bit toxic, (degrading his wife :[) little to no aftercare.

a/n: I had fun with this one! black reader is in mind but as always anyone can read :3 minors dni, enjoy! comment if you wanna be on a tag list and requests are open! also he looks so cute in this gif :)

You sat at the bar of a booming club, a half empty sweet drink in your hand as you swung your crossed legs. You were just about to leave, the music killing your ears and the painfully sweet drink doing quite the opposite of what your friends hoped when they dragged out.

You felt eyes on you though, and not just the bartender who noticed your bored face. They were piercing your backside, making you a bit uncomfortable.

You reached into your purse, ready to pay and dip when a man sat next to you abruptly, making you jump. “Hey.” He spoke with a sigh, leaning on the counter.

“..Hi.” You scanned him quickly, your guard up as you clutched your purse. “Sex on the beach?” He said, referring to the drink you had finished. “That’s so painfully sweet I can feel my teeth rotting.” He snarled his lips, making you crack a little laugh.

“Yeah, uhh it was recommended to me by a friend but it’s..ok? I guess,” you shrugged, twirling the chain of your purse. “Lemme get you a real drink,” he waved down the bartender, ordering something you weren’t familiar with. That was smooth, you thought, smirking amusingly to yourself.

You scanned him more carefully now, he had shoulder length hair that curled at the ends, a baby blue button down that rolled up to his elbows, black jeans and some sneakers. He paired his shirt with thousands of hair ties and colorful silly bands wrapped around his wrists, making you giggle a little.

He had a beautiful hooked nose and plump pink lips that spread nicely across his teeth when he cracked a joke with the bartender. He turned back to you, and that’s what the piercing feeling was. Those sharp, intense blue eyes he held.

You realized he was waiting for you to respond, “I’m sorry, what'd you say?” He chuckled a little, “I said what’s your name,” he looked at you over his glass, sliding yours over to you. You took a drink, the strong taste burning your throat.

He wasn’t kidding about getting you a real drink. You coughed out your name, holding your chest as he laughed at you. “Too much?” He tilted his head slightly.

“Just a little,” you smiled through your cough you managed to choke down. “What’s yours?”

“Jack, nothin’ too special, yeah-I clearly wasn’t the favorite child.” He shrugged, making you giggle. “Jack isn’t that bad of a name, it’s simple.” You shrug, bouncing your leg attentively as you listen to him.

“And simple is boring, s’not as nearly as unique as yours,” he shook his head as he threw his drink back, seemingly swallowing it with ease.

You were still working on yours, circling the rim with your nail. “Well duh, everyone can’t be uniquely named, the world needs boring people like you to balance it out,” you joked, smiling over your glass as you watched him scoff.

“like me??” He laughed, “Hey you said it I’m just agreeing with ya’,” you put your hands up in defense, looking to the side as he laughed at you, making you join him.

“Okay, since you’re so unique, what'd you do for a living?” He said, bobbing his head snarkily, making you roll your eyes.

Your sarcasm paired up perfectly with each other’s, each monotone joke bounced off the last. And he was so smooth, you were kind of in awe that he got you talking so much, if someone would’ve told you you would’ve been here just ten minutes before you’d probably scoff and nod it off.

You found yourself growing closer to him, your knees sat pretty between his legs that were spread wide on the side of you, and with the way you were leaning in close to talk to him because of the music blaring he had the perfect view of your perched up tits in that pretty, pearl white mini dress you wore that accentuate your curves oh so well.

You only caught him staring sometimes.

Okay, a lot.

You smiled at him as he told a story about one of his friends, a little tipsy but still trying to pay attention, though all you could look at were his arms, his shirt hugged his muscles perfectly, the top buttons open a bit, allowing you to see some of his collarbone, making you internally bite your lip.

“Moral of the story, don’t let the stocky, already scary looking lesbian trip set your first time smoking,” he shook his hands and you shared a laugh.

“Can I buy you a drink this..time?” You asked, clearing your throat when you realized how sloppy you sounded, some of your words slurring.

He chuckled at you, “Yeah, don’t give me any bullshit though, nothing too sweet,” he said as you waved down the bartender, and you felt his hand trail up from where it previously sat on your knee to your thigh, his thumb pressing into your skin as he cupped your soft flesh, starting to rub inward.

“Try this, it’s not too bad in my opinion,” you watched him take a sip, his brow raising as he looked up in thought.

“Okay, that’s not too terrible, ‘can still feel my molars cracking, though.” He nodded, making you roll your eyes and chuckle a little.

Your brows furrowed as you watched him sit his cup down, a ring? He’s married???

You grabbed his hand by his ring finger, raising it up. “Oh?”

“Oh,” his face flushed a bit, “Yeah.” Was all he said. “You’re married? At a club—at,” you got your phone out with your free hand to check the time, “One am??”

“Lemme explain,” he put his hands out in defense. “I swear she knows I’m here.”

“She does,” you nodded, furrowing your brows again as you looked to the side, taking a drink. What a shame, you thought. I really liked him too.

“I promise she does, we-okay, man I really didn’t wanna get into this part of my life here,” He cracked a laugh, but you didn’t follow.

“We’ve been having some..problems. Long story short, I lost both parents, and we lost our baby.”

“..Oh.” Yeah, uh—don’t say you’re sorry, I get it literally every day, and it’s almost been a year.”

You nodded, just not saying anything. “And we’ve been arguing day to day, and always going to bed angry, and work has been hell for both of us, so she suggested we go on separate trips with some friends to clear our heads and maybe get the weights off our shoulders.”

Nodding, you take another drink, hoping it’d help you get past this. “Okay, I get that.”

“kay, good. Can we keep this going? Is it weird now? I should’ve worn the ‘I love my wife’ shirt she brought me,” he shook his head as he brought his glass up to his mouth, making you giggle.

“Yeah, we can. How long ‘you been married?”

You listened to him talk about his seemingly loveless marriage, though only had been together a little over four years, and now it made sense why he was here, talking to you. He wanted an escape. A different woman, just for the night. you could give that to him.

“This is my first night here in this town, I’d say it’s going pretty well,” He smiled, his eyes bouncing from your lips, to your breast and lower.

You smiled back before downing the rest of your drink, “Wanna dance?” You took his hand and stood him up before he could answer.

“Uhh,” he stammered, quickly downing his own before following, “I don’t know how to dance.”

“Well I do, you’ll be fine. Just follow me.” “Seriously, I really don’t. Like it’s bad, I’m so bad.”

You laughed at him, stopping near the back of the club where a dip is easily found but with people still around you.

“You a quick learner?” You put his hands on your hips as you pressed your back to his chest. “Somewhat,” he swallowed hard, his fingers pressing into your skin.

“good, just follow me, ok? follow my moves,” you looked back and up at him, him nodding at you in confirmation. neither of you recognized what song was playing, but that didn’t matter to you as you swayed along to the sensual singing, grinding against him with each snare of the beat.

he moved his hips with you, stepping side to side, making you giggle. “jack, you’re moving like a grandpa. loosen up,” you laughed, and he laughed with you, “I told you I don’t know how,” he trailed his right hand up your hip, cupping your boob as his left held a tight grip on his waist, rubbing inward to hold your stomach.

you held his hand softly as you bit your lip, keeping your body close to his, not that you really had a choice. he was so pressed against you you’d thought your body’s would fuse, the feel of his hard on against your ass as he finally swayed smoothly with you made you let out a shuddery breath.

“that’s it,” you praised him, to which he only hummed as you moved your head out the way when you felt his lip glide against your ear to your jaw to your neck, planting soft kisses to your skin, sending heat straight to your core.

you held his head as he worked on your neck, feeling his hand inch under your tiny dress, the side of his index grazing your clit, making you gasp lightly.

he hummed into your neck as he continued prodding at your clit with his thumb, the side of his index rubbing you between your folds. you moaned quietly, gripping his wrists slightly as you grinded back against him, simultaneously moving against his bulge.

“jack,” you gasped, feeling just how hard he was against you. “bathroom?” he breathed into your ear, and you nodded frantically, grabbing his hand and dragging him to the nearest bathroom you knew, not bothering to fix your dress that was pulled up slightly because of him.

you knocked quickly, opening the door once you didn’t receive anything back. you flicked on the light, throwing down your purse before he pushed you against the door, shutting it with your back and smashing you in a kiss, his hands holding your face as you found his shirt, balling the fabric in your fists as your kiss deepened.

you tried not to think about the cold metal of his ring on your cheek as you kissed him, trying to not let the guilt get to you. and luckily, you were drunk enough to let it slip your mind quickly, your focus being on how he lifted you onto his thigh, his knee against the door as he moved you against his thigh by the tight grasp of his hands.

you gasped, moaning into his mouth at the pleasure shooting through you, gripping his biceps as your pussy throbbed against his jeans, feeling yourself dampen, listening to his heavy breathing between the kiss and your moaning.

your hands found the buttons of his shirt, undoing them as quick as you could with your acrylic nails clacking against each other. you flung it open as you got the rest undone, kissing from his collarbones and down his toned chest sloppily, nails grazing his skin as you slid down his thigh onto on his shoe, right against your cunt.

“please baby,” he whimpered, his hand finding his way into your hair, cradling the back of your head as you eagerly unbuttoned his pants, freeing his erection, almost hitting you in the face.

he was surprisingly pretty down there, was nicely trimmed but not overly bushy or too clean shaven, he had about a good 6.5, maybe even seven inches on him with great girth, that curved to the right slightly, veins going up to his mushroom tip red and oozing pre cum impatiently, waiting on you.

you were honestly salivating, you didn’t know if it was the alcohol or your incurable oral fixation. you spat in your hand, stroking him quickly while you peered up at him with wide, blown out eyes, already seeing his head thrown back as he let out a groan, his thumb caressing your head and tightening his grip.

your tongue circled his tip, sucking it slowly before inching more of his length into your mouth until you got to the base, careful not to gag. he let out a guttural groan, his stomach dropping at the feel of your wet, warm tongue around his throbbing cock.

he put a hand against the tile wall to hold himself up as he watched you take him, a grunt coming from him each time you gagged around him. “you’re doing so good sugar, holy fuck,” he moans, brows knit together and mouth ajar as he looked into your eyes, moving the hair off your tear stained cheeks.

he groaned again, watching his cock disappear into your mouth, loving how your lips looked wrapped around him like this. you sucked around the tip quickly, hollowing out your mouth as spit dripped onto his cock and your thighs, stroking the rest of his length that you weren’t focused on.

that sent him over, he was spewing groans and curses out of his mouth like they were scriptures, eyes squeezing shut and head throw back, chest heaving.

“that’s it baby, fuck you’re so good, so fucking good,” he whispered, moving his hair out of his own face. he took yours into a makeshift ponytail with his fist, “hold still, ok?” was the only warning he gave you, and before you could register what he could’ve meant he thrusted his cock into your mouth, all the way to the back of your throat, making you gag.

he pushed your head onto his dick as he fucked your throat to match his thrusts, and you couldn’t control your gagging as your eyes rolled back, gripping onto his thighs for support.

“Yeah just like that baby, good girl,” he groaned, fucking into your mouth faster. you whimpered, your jaw starting to hurt but you felt his thrusts falter in consistency, so you knew he was close.

he swallowed hard above you, letting out low mm mm mm’s and grunting with each thrust, hearing you gag and moan, the vibrations making him twitch in your throat.

he sped up, shoving your head down even tougher now with each thrust, “look at you,’ takin’ it so fuckin’ well,” he praised, other hand holding your cheek affectionately.

“oooh fuck i’m gonna cum, fuck baby i’m gonna cum,” he whimpered, his lip tucked between his teeth, brows knit together before he held your head down on him, nose tickling his pubes as hot spurts of cum shot into your throat, a relieved sigh and heavy breaths coming from Jack.

he pulled off slowly so he wouldn’t waste a drop, holding his tip to your lips as the last little spurts of cum shot onto them. “you gonna spit?” he asked you, putting himself away.

you licked your lips and swallowed, holding onto his jeans as you stuck your tongue out, “Swallowed? good girl, good fuckin’ girl,” he mumbled something about his wife, along the lines of “never swallows” but you were too fucked out to care.

he held your chin as he stood you up and kissed you, hands between your thighs again, rubbing your clit in circles. he pulled away from your lip and got onto his knees, pulling your dress up and sliding your underwear down as he peppered kisses up your thighs, backing you up against the wall again.

he kissed your folds as if to make out with your actual lips, his nose bumping against your clit, making you whimper, brows knit and eyes squeezed, hands laced between his locks, nails gliding over his scalp.

“needa taste, have ta’ have you,” he rasped, his breath hot over your slit. Jacks finger spreading in a V over your throbbing cunt, pressing so he spread you, clit puffy and presented to him.

Flattening his tongue, jacks eyes lifted to yours, licking a long stripe from your glistening hole to your clit, his eyes filled with lust as they eyed you and you only, already starting to fog over and he barely got a taste yet.

he pushed his tongue in you with eagerness, groaning at the taste, the vibrations making you clench down on him, your back arching upwards as you grind against him.

you fisted his hair as you held his held down, bobbing his tongue into you as you rode his face, his eyes rolling back and lashes fluttering at your needy, desperate actions.

you moaned mantras of his name as he dug you out, moaning out when he inserted both fingers into you at once, pulling his hair back at the pleasure. You were reactive, squirming with pleasure, a new rush of adrenaline and ecstasy flooding through your system, his tongue reaching a new area that had your head spinning.

he loved it, every second of it. he loved how you moaned squeakily when your clit hits his nose at the right angle. he loved how you pulled his hair when he hit a sensitive spot, it made him leak all onto the floor.

he grabbed you by the thighs, turning you around so your face and fingers were pressed against the tile wall and your legs spread for him, pussy and ass on display.

he grabbed at the flesh, keeping you down on his as he fingered you at an unforgiving pace while his tongue stimulated your clit, your slick trailing down his arm.

he spread his thick fingers inside you, scissoring you at a brutal pace, and you swear you saw stars, legs shaking as you moaned his name loudly, drooling on the tile as your mouth formed an “o” shape.

“oh jack, awe fuck jack i’m gonna cum, m’gonna cum!” you sobbed, gasping at hiccuping as he sped up his fingers, eyes rolling back into your head.

“oh m’god, my god my god my god fuck, jack!” you came on his fingers, legs shaking endlessly and drawn out moans exiting you, trying to come down softly but he just kept circling your clit with his tongue, overstimming you :(

he pulled out his fingers, moaning as he sucked your cum off of them, lashes fluttering. he stood, rubbing his hard dick as his other hand rubbed your ass, catching his breath.

you babbled nonsense, your head spinning as you came down from your high. “so good, so good so good so good,” you whispered, chest heaving.

jack rubbed his tip against your soaking, pulsing hole, a hand wrapped under your stomach, his lips parted slightly, head filled with the thought of filling your aching pussy. somewhere in the midst of that “so good,” he whispered, “slidin’ in,” in your ear, proceeding to slide his cock in you in one swift, slow motion, making you choke and moan out loudly, way louder than what he let out.

your walls hugged him perfectly as he bottomed out, never feeling as full as you did now. “jack,—gasp—jack! awe!” you moan, squeezing your eyes shut as your brows furrowed to the sky, feeling as if you were fusing with the tile.

he rested his cheek against your head, panting into your hair as his arm planked on the wall, other arm wrapped around your torso, pushing deeper into you, emitting a low groan. “oh yes baby, ohhh yes, so tight” he moans, his hair falling into the peripheral vision of your barely open eyes.

your moans fought each other as he thrusted into your slowly, gripping your body as you clenched around him involuntarily. “you’re so wet baby, fuckin’ look at that,” his eyes were glued on your pussy lips and he he disappeared into you, sucking him greedily as he shoved your body back.

“such a good, hungry pussy for me.” he groaned, speeding up, fucking you deeper, your moans drawing out with each drag of his cock. you felt him all over your skin, the pleasure consuming you as he fucked you dumb, and he only just started.

“my god jack, my god you’re so good, so fucking good,” you damn near whined, tears swelling as your stomach heaved.

“I know baby I know,” he whispered, kissing your head tenderly, and he swore it made you wetter. “wish I could take you home with me, can’t’ get enough of these pretty fuckin’ moans sugar.” he slapped the side of your ass, making your hiccup.

“you think she’d mind? arriving with this pretty thing on my hip?” he sped up, and you didn’t even think it was possible for him to get deeper, feeling him in your fingertips and heels, your toes curling.

“shit baby, think she’d watch, huh? watch me f-fuck the life outta you as if you were the one i married?” he chuckled breathily, and you felt him graze that spongy, sensitive spot, making you gasp and your back arch, not even giving you time to register the shit that spews out of his mouth.

“oh jack right there, please right there baby right there,” you begged, clenching around him. he sat up, gripping l the fat of your tailbone to pull you back onto him even closer, arching your back more. “here baby? right here?” he panted, sending love taps to your newfound sweet spot.

each little thrust against it sent you moaning whiney, nose scrunched, eyes shut, and mouth agape, forming a “O” shape. “there it is,” he groaned, suddenly slamming into that spot repeatedly and mercilessly, his free right hand intertwining with yours that was pressed against the tile, locking fingers, his cheek hot against your hair.

“oh jack, oh jack don’t stop, don’t fucking stop! oh my god!” you cried out, letting out loud ‘awe awe awe’s as he abused your pussy.

you felt your stomach tie up as he didn’t let up his pace, ramming himself into you with raspy panting and low babbling, not even forming coherent sentences. “gonna ruin me baby,” you heard from him, “takin’ me so fuckin good, so fuckin good,” he’d pant.

you screamed out, gripping his interlocked fingers in yours as your dam broke, “oh jack! m’gonna cum, m’gonna cum! awe, oh!!” you hiccuped and cried.

“breath baby breath, you got it,” he cooed, reaching down and playing with your clit. and just like that, your damn broke. you came with a gasp and a raise of your brows, moaning loudly, almost boardering pornographic.

“oh fuck baby, fuck baby you’re squirting,” he sounded elated, putting pressure on your clit as he drew wide circles around it, pulling more moans and fluids out of you, staining his boxers and thighs.

“ooh baby, ooh baby it’s too much, too much you’re too good,” you whined, holding his hand tighter. you were out of it, eyes glossy and big as you looked back at him, tears still welled in your eyes as they rain down your cheeks too.

you watched his lashes flutter, god did he look gorgeous. his hair stuck adorably to his forehead as he watched you suck him in, cheeks flushed pink and lips newly glossy with spit.

“cmon baby, I know you can take more. look at you, so fuckin’ greedy f’me,” he groaned, his head rolling over as he watched your pussy drool around him, throbbing inside. he groaned, the sound of your juices squelching sending him through the roofs. “never had pussy like this before, gotta savor it, alla’ it.”

“oh my god baby, gonna fucking cum, mmm i’m gonna fuckin’ cum, oh fuck,” he croaks, his hand moving to grip your hips, pushing into you and shoving you more into the tile as he rammed into your recklessly, chasing his release.

his orgasm hit him like a train as he came inside of you, groaning and panting heavily, eyes shutting as you both tried to catch your breath. he wraps his arms around you and lays his head on yours, you whining softly as he mumbled praises to you, kissing your head with, “so good, did so fuckin good for me,” sprinkling some pretty girl’s in there before he pulled out, careful not to hurt you.

he sat you on the toilet as he cleaned you up with a wet paper towel, making you and himself look presentable again, fixing his shirt and putting you back in your underwear, bringing your dress back to it’s original length.

“thank you,” you mumble, thinking he was just gonna slip off after cumming. “f’course. you were so good, I wish I could take you home,” he sighs, kissing you softly, his thumb rubbing your cheek.

“how long are you gonna be down here?” you ask between kisses, and thankfully he had a few days left.

he slips his number into your purse as you follow him to the mirror, him wiping your cheeks as you fixed your hair, surprised it still looked good, although you couldn’t say the same for your makeup.

he said nothing but kissed your forehead before he left, and you followed soon after, finding your friends to tell them about your little hookup.

a/n: ahh that was so long i’m sorry! I had a lot of fun with this if you couldn’t tell, it’s been sitting in my drafts for a while :) I hope you enjoyed!

#x black reader #rory culkin smut #rory culkin #jack goes home #jack thurlow #jack goes home smut #rory culkin n reader #jack thurlow smut #jack thurlow prompt

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ctrlchar · 9 months

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jack thurlow headcannons

a/n: i decided to watch jack goes home and got some ideas 🤭

whenever he’s had a bad day expect him to fuck you as soon as he steps foot in the door like won’t even make it to the bedroom

he pulls you against him placing a hand on your cheek before pulling you into a deep and passionate kiss

“wanted this s’bad” he’d mumble inbetween kisses as he rids himself of his jacket and kicks off his shoes

soft dom but can get more agressive if you want him to

likes giving and receiving equally but will give you the most ground breaking head

even though he’s usually a soft dom he can get superrrr agressive

but only if he’s had a bad day and if you’ll let him

but other then that he will praise you like there’s no tomorrow

especially when he’s giving you head

he likes to tell you how good you taste while he gives you head

definitely moans against your cunt

probably has a whole folder full of sex tapes you guys have made,each one organized by kink(s)

will edge you until you are begging him to stop and i mean literally begging

i feel like he has a slight breeding kink but wouldn’t admit it outloud

an absolute whore whenever you ride his thigh,he will drop everything hes doing if you even allude to wanting to ride his thigh

cockwarming is something that happens a lot in you guy’s relationship especially with Jack working so much

but don’t forget he will still make sure you behave

jack delivers a harsh smack your thigh due to your grinding against him, trying to get some friction resulting in you whining.

he finished up the sentence he was typing before moving his hands onto you. one on your hip and the other gently tapping your cheek making you look at him

“let’s not be a brat now hm? move one more time and it’s gonna be the last time you move on my cock tonight okay?”

#jack goes home #jack thurlow #rory culkin #rory culkin smut #jack thurlow smut

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angelsnkisses · 8 months

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thinking about getting overstimulated by jack thurlow <3

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💟 nsfw - mdni 💟

warnings: dark!dom!jack, sub!fem!reader, unprotected sex, forced orgasms, overstimulation, degrading, hair pulling, spitting (he spits in your mouth...sorry), slapping, biting, blood (very briefly mentioned), creampie, he's honestly just so fucking mean in this one

You cried softly into the pillow your face was currently shoved into, the large hand on the back of your head preventing you from moving as Jack's hips smacked against your ass over and over. Your whimpers and moans were muffled, drool soaking into the pillowcase as you struggled to control your own body. How could you? He was manhandling you, keeping you just how we wanted, because he knew you'd let him.

The pleasure had gone from perfect and relieving to torturous and overwhelming long ago. His thick fingers were digging into the fat of your hips, forcing you back to meet every thrust he delivered to your abused hole. He groaned heavily behind you, his cock pressing against all the right places as he pounded into you. He made a quiet 'tsk' noise when you tightened around him yet again, his hand gripping your hair tighter before yanking you back.

"Gonna cum on me again? Hm?" he cooed, not caring if his actions hurt you.

You released a choked sob, pain invading your scalp as your back pressed to Jack's solid chest. He used his other hand to grab your jaw, forcing your head to the side so he could look at you. He grinned when he saw how much you'd been sobbing, pressing a small kiss to your sweat-coated forehead before practically prying your mouth open with his hand. Before you could whine or protest, he spit into your mouth, ignoring your meek attempts to turn your face away.

"Swallow it," he ordered shortly, pushing your mouth shut and slipping his hand from your jaw to your throat. You were partly surprised by the gesture, your hands grabbing at his forearm as you did what he said. You half-expected him to praise you, to tell you that you were just so fucking good for him.. but he was doing anything but.

"Nasty little whore," he muttered, as if he wasn't the one who made you do it. You shuddered when you felt him pull out, his previous loads dripping down onto the bed. You were a mess, covered in a mix of your shared cum, sweat, and even spots of blood where he'd bitten into your thighs a little too hard. He flipped you over, easily pushing your thighs apart before hovering over you.

He settled himself between your legs, holding your thighs bruisingly despite your efforts to squirm away from the aching grip. The pain was immediately drowned out when he pushed himself back inside, a slurred moan replacing your whimpers. Your head fell back against the pillows, eyes fluttering shut and abdomen tensing. You felt one of his hands leave your waist, yelping when a heavy slap was delivered to the side of your face. It wasn't too hard, but enough to leave a harsh sting on your cheek. Your eyes shot open again, filling up with tears as Jack's hand settled for a firm grip on your jaw.

"Keep your eyes open," he ordered, dominance bleeding into his tone. He sounded surprisingly composed, an almost comedic contrast to your trembling, fucked out figure beneath him. He forced you to look at him, a lazy grin on his swollen lips. "Come on, let me feel you," he encouraged silkily, hooded eyes staying glued to your desperate ones. You shook your head, eyes bloodshot and your bottom lip quivering.

"I-I can't," you insisted, your legs twitching as the knot in your abdomen grew tighter and tighter. You willed your orgasm to fade, to somehow get ruined and never come. It was too much, your body was starting to give up. Jack tutted, taking his hand off your jaw before snaking it down, warm fingers pressing against your swollen clit. He ignored your startled whine, rubbing quick, tight circles.

"You can, and you will," he said simply. You found yourself grabbing at his wrist, trying to yank his hand away from your tormented clit. He persisted, your weak tugs barely disturbing him. In fact, your inability to handle yourself just gave him all the more incentive. Against all your efforts, your 6th orgasm finally washed over you. It was absolutely devastating for your poor cunt, the sensitivity causing you to shake and gasp as you came around him. Your eyes squeezed shut as your lips fell open, blissed moans tumbling from your aching throat like a waterfall of vulgarity. You vaguely heard him groan, his hand gripping your thigh even tighter as he presumably finished again, as well.

It was all crashing down on you in huge, rocketing waves, stripping you of your breath and multiplying your sensitivity tremendously. Your hands mindlessly grabbed at his hair, desperate for an anchor in your sea of overwhelming ecstasy. You were faintly aware of him mumbling something in your ear, his fjngers finally ceasing their torture on your clit. Jack's thrusts slowed to a languid pace, hands rubbing your thighs as he coaxed you through it. He looked down at you in contemplation when you finally opened your eyes again, tilting his head to the side.

Your hands slipped down to his shoulders, cheeks heating up when he eyed you. You felt like a mess, and you were sure you looked like one at this point, too. Despite that, he seemed so enamored with the sight, taking in every inch of your perfect, disheveled appearance. You found yourself melting under him, expecting that gentle, caring side of him to make an appearance. The absolutely beautiful look of surprise and fear on your face when you felt his hands tighten again was one that Jack cherished, an image that would be engraved into his mind forever.

"You can handle one more," he decided in a whisper after a few brief moments of consideration, ignoring your sob-filled begs as he began to pick up his pace again..

A/N: this is garbage but i need to post something 😭 this is entirely based off a dream i had with jack >:). hope you enjoyed <3!

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