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darksongofnyx · 2 years

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18+, minors do not interact!

Note: I’m really sorry this has taken me so long to post, I’ve been dealing with some health issues. I’m nervous since this chapter does include my first ever M/F smut scene, so I hope it’s not too cringey.

This was not beta read, so I apologize for any mistakes or typos!

Chapter Summary: Robert is sick of waiting

Word Count: 2131

Series Warnings: This is a DARK FIC and contains dark themes! Fem!reader, step sibling incest, you and Justin being innocent and naive, both reader and Justin are over 18, mentions of church (no denomination is named), pet names (reader: princess, justin: baby doll, robert: daddy), dry humping, hand jobs, cum eating/licking/swallowing, spitting in mouths, really bad bdsm dynamics, dub con, little to no aftercare, creampies, oral sex (m receiving), bisexual!Robert, bisexual!Justin, out of character writing (I know I’m not getting Robert & Justin right 😔), non con and dub con recording and taking photos, sex toys (mention), Robert is a shitty husband, unnamed wife, drugging of drinks, alcohol consumption, unprotected sex (this is fiction, always use a condom irl!), some degradation (name calling: slut, whore), rough sex, first time sex, threesome, spitroasting

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Robert is uncomfortably hard and angry. He sits on his front porch, slowly nursing his third beer of the afternoon, and watching you across the street as you garden in your front yard. It’s not the activity that makes his blood boil, it’s the fact you seem to be completely oblivious to the fact that the boys that stop and talk to you aren’t there for gardening tips. Even from a distance he can tell their minds are far from giving a shit about how you care for your favorite lilies, he knows they’re far more interested in what’s beneath the short but hideous dress that he’s pretty sure your mother made.

He doesn’t understand how your parents can be so protective, to the point where you’re rarely without a chaperone, but yet here you are, outside all by yourself while some pencil dick frat bro flirts with his Princess. His grip tightens on the drink in his hand, crushing the can and spilling its contents onto his pants, as he watches the boy pull you in for a hug, his hands grabbing your ass while he holds you. Robert is about to run over there to beat the living shit out of the boy, when your mother runs out of the house, slipper in hand, chases him away and pulls you inside the house.

He adjusts himself, he can’t take this anymore. While it’s been easy enough for him to get his Baby Doll alone, he has yet to figure out a way to see you alone, each time he hints at you coming over to his house, your parents are quick to invite themselves over as well, so all he gets are the brief occasions where you’re outside alone and he certainly can’t do anything in front of the whole neighborhood. Although he does enjoy the thought of fucking you in front of everyone, that’ll show them, especially those frat bro douche bags and your fuck boy next door neighbor, Mr. Tucker, who you belong to.

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It’s an offhand comment his wife makes during some stupid argument that gives Robert an idea on how to finally get some alone time with you. Using his wife’s complaint of wanting to be more social with the neighbors as an excuse, he invites your family over to his house for dinner as a way of saying thank you for all of Justin’s help.

While she’s in the kitchen finishing up whatever cooking she has left, Robert is in their bedroom, opening the drawer of her bedside table and pulls out the bottle of prescription sleeping pills. He knows she never takes them, so he shoves a few tablets into the front pockets of his dress pants, knowing damn well she’ll never notice them missing. Now he just has to wait for the right moment to slip them into your parents and his wife’s drinks. Waiting is easier said than done, especially when you walk into his house wearing a cute short little sundress that shows off your figure, it’s almost like your parents want you to look like the walking embodiment of temptation. As always, Justin is right there next to you, holding your hand and looking like a lost innocent puppy. God, Robert wishes he could just fuck the two of you right now, making his wife and your parents watch as he fucks you both stupid.

Dinner is long and tedious, Robert never knew people could be so dull. While he thought it was immediately clear that your parents would have nothing in common with his wife, that wasn’t the case as the three of them chatted all the way through the meal. It was glaringly clear that the three of them are the most boring people to ever exist, how he made it through the 20 minute conversation about

However, it was interesting to see how your parents reacted toward the way you and Justin behaved, they said nothing of the way you’d hold Justin’s hand or rub his back whenever he attempts to join in on their conversation, or how close Justin moved his chair to yours when everyone first sat down. It was clear on his wife’s face that the behavior was noticeable, but still no one said anything.

Robert made sure to keep the wine glasses full, adding in the crushed up sleeping pills into the glasses as dessert was being served. They were all pleasantly drunk, he had forgotten how handsy his wife could be when she drank and with Robert not paying any attention to her, she turned her attention to Justin. BeRobert had caught her more than once trying to cop a feel while your parents weren’t looking. He was grateful that this shit show was almost over when he noticed the pills starting to kick in, he watched as the three of them drowsily tried to keep the conversation going. Thankfully your parents, in their drunken and drugged state, decided it was finally time to go home when your father started to fall asleep in the middle of a conversation. He watched as your parents stumbled their way back home with you and Justin following behind, after everyone disappeared into the house, Robert worked quickly to get his wife into bed.

After taking a little blue pill to ensure he’ll be able to enjoy your body all night, Robert sat in his dark living room, waiting to make sure the pills and wine were doing their job, his wife had barely made it to their bed before passing out, he still gave it a few more minutes after he sees the lights in your house turn off before making his way over to your house. Staying in the shadows, he makes his way over to your bedroom window, the small amount of light allows Robert to see that you and Justin are fast asleep in your beds.

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Robert quietly pops off the window screen before using an old screwdriver to pry open your bedroom window, the plush carpet silences his entry as he climbs through the window, he looks over to see that you’re both still asleep. He quietly makes his way over to your bed, briefly watching you sleep while imagining all the ways he wants to corrupt you as he slowly pulls the blankets off your body. He flips on the little lamp on your bedside table, he wants to make sure he gets a good look at you just in case he’s forced to wait for you again.

Pulling back your floral print duvet, Robert’s greeted by with the sight of your dusty pink cotton nightgown hiked up around your hips, his fingers tracing along the waistband of your panties before slowly taking them off of your sleeping form, he puts them to his face, inhaling your scent before tucking them into the pocket of his pants. He tosses your duvet on the floor before he pushes your nightgown up, exposing your breasts, sitting on the edge of your bed he starts fondling them, one of his strong hands groping one before he starts pinching your nipples while he sucks and bites on the other, the sweet little sleepy moans you make when he puts his mouth on you spurring him on. Robert looks down at your chest, satisfied and happy with all the marks he has left on your breasts.

Pulling his phone out of his pocket, he takes a few pictures of his work before he sets it on your bedside table, making sure he’s got a good angle of the action before pressing record. Robert quickly strips off his clothes before straddling your chest, he positions himself just so before spitting in his hand to wet his already hard cock. Resting his cock between your breasts, he uses his hands to push your breasts together as he starts thrusting. Fuck if he didn’t love how your tits felt around his dick. It’s not long before the sound of his moans and the feeling of the tip of his cock hitting against your chin wakes you up.

“Shhhh, Princess,” he pets your face, smearing a bit of his pre cum on your lips, “you don’t wanna wake your parents up, that would make daddy real angry with you and I don’t wanna have to punish you. Especially since daddy’s been having fun with these pretty tits of yours, you gonna be a good girl and let daddy have some more fun?”

Your eyes dart away, unable to look at him in the eyes as he continues thrusting his cock between your breasts, instead you simply nod in agreement.

“Good girl,” he says as he moves off of you, he sits between your legs. “Looks like someone liked having her tits fucked like a dirty slut,” he taunts, “my little princess is soaked,” he rubs a thick finger up and down your slit, coating his finger in your arousal.

He brings the finger to your lips with an unspoken command to open your mouth, he shoves the finger in your mouth, hitting the back of your throat and making you gag before he tells you to start sucking on it. It’s with a dark smirk and chuckle that he takes his finger from your mouth before he rips your nightgown from your body, throwing the torn garment on the floor. Robert allows himself a moment to take in the visual of your sweet virginal body laying naked before him, he smiles knowing that he’s about to defile it.

“Daddy, I…I don’t think it’s gonna fit, it’s too big,” you’re sitting up on your elbows looking at Robert’s hard cock as he rubs it between your soaked folds, coating himself.

He didn’t think it was possible, but as he sees the real fear in your eyes and he swears he feels his dick getting even harder.

“Princess, you said you were gonna let daddy have some more fun, now don’t go ruining this by being a little bitch,” Robert says as he painfully grips your face.

You look away, looking towards Justin’s bed, Robert turns his head to see Justin wiping the sleep from his eyes before sitting up and putting on his glasses. While you’re distracted watching Justin, Robert thrusts his entire length into your wet heat, clamping a hand over your mouth before you have a chance to scream out in pain as his cock fills you.

“Ya gotta be quiet, sweetheart. Do you want your parents to see you getting fucked like a slut?” he leans down resting his forehead against yours as he continues to thrust into you, with tears running down your face you shake your head no, “that’s what I thought.”

Robert removes his hand from your mouth, focusing on how tight your pussy feels around him as he sets a brutal rhythm and the sound of your moans, both of pain and pleasure, and whimpers mixed with the sound of his skin slapping against yours fills the room

“Fuck, you feel so good squeezing daddy’s cock. Look how greedy your little pussy is,” he says, grabbing a handful of your hair, angling your head, forcing you to watch as he continues his assault on your body.

Even with you covering your mouth in an attempt to muffle your cries, it was clear to Robert he was gonna have to put something in your mouth to shut you up. He turns to see Justin watching as Robert fucks you, and judging by the tent in his pajama pants, his little baby doll was enjoying the show.

“Get over here,” he commands Justin, who quickly obeys. Justin nervously stands next to your bed, watching Robert continue to pound into you. “I want you to keep her mouth busy.”

Justin kneels down beside your bed, he can see how hard you’re trying to obey Robert as Justin gently pulls your hands away from your mouth. He turns your face towards him, wiping the tears from your cheeks before he starts kissing you, it’s just the chaste kisses you share before bed, a simple peck on the lips.

Annoyed, Robert pulls out and flips you onto your stomach before instructing you to get on your hands and knees, he orders Justin to strip before having him kneel at the head of the bed, his cock directly in your face.

“Show daddy what you’ve been learning, princess,” he says as he reaches over and pushes your head towards Justin’s groin, he watches as you gag on Justin’s cock. Soon Robert sets a rhythm

Suddenly, the bedroom door opens and your mother stands in the doorway. At first the three of you don’t immediately notice her, each of you too consumed by your fast approaching climaxes.

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georgiapeach30513 · 2 years

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Debauched, Deranged, & Defiled Masterlist

Taken into a home of hired murderers, you are used for their enjoyment in whatever they deem necessary. Whether it’s to offer them comfort, or to offer them a place to let off some steam, never tell them no, or there will be hell to pay!

Lloyd Hansen, Robert Pronge, Bryce Langley, Justin Capshaw, Ransom Drysdale, Chase Collins, Nick Fowler

A/N: this is an assassin AU and will have dark themes of kidnapping, using your body, a bit of Stockholm syndrome, and is going to smut with a bit of plot. Have fun with this. My work is also 18+ ONLY minors DNI

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littlelioncub43 · 1 year

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I got a fashion ask for you in advance . What if dark reader dresses her subs from Justin to robbert pronge and dennis when y/n first took them

Oo, I love this, ok!

When you first take your sweet basenment husband, you want to ease them into being comfortable.

Dennis

You keep the polo and slacks trend for his day to day, just with some more style to it. He may be in the basement, but you still want him to look nice. Plus you want to show him that there's more to knit shirts than that Pepto Bismol pink polo he loves. Although, you do let him keep it and wear it from time to time.

Justin

You take a lot of his own clothes, you really want him to feel comfortable, and having his own clothes really helps with that. He is comforted by the fact that you grabbed all his favorite sweaters. This is one of the reasons he breaks so fast.

Bobby

Similar to the others, you take some of his own clothes but you make sure he wears tight pants fairly often. He gets annoyed at how tight they are and it's hilarious. It's definitely part of the torment.

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stuckysdumbbitch · 3 years

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love and lost

Summary: You’ve always been daddy’s good girl, praised and cherished. Then why did he left you with the mean old man?

warnings: 18+ content, prostitution, human trafficking, noncon, dubcon, smut, glory hole, purely unethical practices, drugging, force regression, manipulation, pain kink, little!naive reader being taken advantage of, blood, gay sex, painful sex, crying, abandonment, whipping, and more (detailed in each chapter) a

pairings: a shit ton of Sebastian Stan characters, Chris Evans characters x a little! reader

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Ransom’s thigh was warm, but not cushy enough for you to fall asleep in your drugged state. The man in front of you, with long wavy hair and glasses, couldn’t stop his gaze from coming to look down at you, kneeled between your Daddy’s thick thighs. You were too immersed at the deer head on the wall to listen at what they were talking. You caught some things; his name was Robert and they were bargaining something.

“Unusual to bring me a virgin,” He declared, taking another sip of his scotch. “You always fuck them before you bring them.”

Ransom rolled his eyes, even though Mr Freezy wasn’t wrong.

“I fucked that pretty mouth, that I’m sure of.” He contradicted, as if his masculinity was to question. Robert shifted, his cock straining against his pants at the idea of her plump lips around something. “I’m not offering a test ride, you either hand the money or I’ll go to Blackwood’s.”

Robert groaned, looking intensely at you as if he was deciding if you were worth it.

“She’ll look awfully pretty with the puppy, you think?” He finally sighed, and you perked your at the mention of a dog.

“Puppy?”you gleefully asked the man, eyes slightly lidded. He smiled at you, baring his razor sharp, white teeth. Ransom’s fingers intertwined through your locks, scratching your head encouragingly.

“Yes baby, you gonna get a puppy to play with.” He grinned, mostly because of the huge amount of money he knew was getting his way. His eyes twinkled as he faced Robert. “What about a glory hole?”

You whimpered when Ransom stood up, took a black briefcase Robert handed him, and started walking out the door. You got on your knees to follow him, but as the door slammed shut, two big hands wrapped around your waist. You squealed as cigarettes and alcohol wafted over you, big arms pressing you against a solid chest.

“Hi little kitty,” Robert whispered in your ear, making you recoil as he pressed the hot muscle of his tongue against your cheek. “Just have to check something.”

His hairy hands slid over your bare thighs, underneath your short skirt and under your white lacy underwear. His hand ran down the smooth side, fingers parting through curls effortlessly until he found your slit. Dry, as he suspected.

You squirmed when his calloused fingers looked for your opening, the other hand keeping your legs apart. He prodded your entrance slowly until he found the barrier, then retreated his hand to place it on your thigh. He verified what he needed.

“Where’s Ran?” you questioned, confused at what the man has just done. Robert didn’t answer, just ignored you as he deftly undid your skirt. “Mr, where’s my daddy?”

Growing irritated, Robert retreated a ball gag from his desk, shuffling it inside your mouth before you could ask “Mr? what is that?”.

You wiggled when you felt him tear at your clothes carelessly, the gag digging into the sides of your mouth. You started to fret, screaming for your Ran at the top of your lungs, legs flailing frantically.

“Fucking bitch,” he groaned,

He dragged you to the hall by your hair, now naked. The rich red carpet burned your bottom, and through tears, you saw him.

His tan coat and expensive scarf, slicked back hair and broad shoulders that gave you comfort. He had turned around at your cries, going to the other side of the long hall. Time seemed to freeze as you dug your nails into Robert’s arm, trying to stab your heel against the floor so you could free yourself and run towards him.

His emotionless face shifted, lips curling into a playful smile as his hand reached over to wave at you.

You continued to fight, but the intension just wasn’t there anymore. Robert managed to pull you into a dark room, with a flickering lightbulb enlightening the weird figure of the room. A young boy was there, and also wasn’t. His lower torso seemed to disappear into a hole in the wall, and his cheek was pressed against a metal surface. He instantly looked at the floor, as if he was fidgeting with his tied hands. Robert slapped you, getting you slightly dizzy so he could easily maneuver your body into the hole next to the boy. He secured your wrists, making you winced at the harshness.

“Behave.”He ordered before standing up and leaving. It wasn’t quick before you made out his hands, now unmistakable, pry your legs open on the other room and secure them to the side.

The tears were hot against your skin, your thumping heart beating against the cool metal as you jumped at every drift of air that passed through your lower region.

“It’s not really that bad,” the boy next to you spoke, voice tinged with awkwardness. His glasses sat uncomfortable on his face due to the fact that he had to constantly lay his face to the side or suffocate. “They are usually done before you know it.”

You frowned, confused about what he was talking about.

“The men,” he explained. “I’m Justin, not the best place to meet huh?”

Before you could even begin to comprehend what he meant, you heard the steps coming from the other room. Three pairs now.

“And we got something special here,” Robert chanted, his hand slapping against the flesh of your ass. You cried beneath the gag. “A virgin!”

“You can have her Buck,” a new york accent drawls, and you hear more footsteps. “I wanna get a piece of my favorite boy.”

You hear Justin whimper, face scrunching up in disgust, or fear, or pain.

“She’s a bit more expensive than the fat bitch,” Robert explained, caressing your folds to pull them apart. “But look at that, still has a hymen, and you know how virgins are, so easy to get wet.”

A few moments of silence before you heard a chuckle.

“I’ll take her.” A third voice answers, and a pair of contrary hands are placed in your ass cheeks, one hot and the other cold.

“Pleasure making arrangements with you gentlemen,” Pronge laughs, almost manically, and then his steps are out of sight-well, hearing?

You feel the hands wander down your slit to cup your pussy, and you jolt. You remembered the time Ransom caught you touching yourself there, and spanked you raw. When his cold metallic hand reached to rub your nub, you shuddered. His ministration had made you slick, and you sniffled at the weird sensation. You heard a zipper go down, and as you didn’t expect anything, you turnt to see Justin.

His cheeks were flushed and he rocked harshly forward. His little squeals had his tongue hanging, eyes bulging underneath his glasses.

Until something big and thick slaps against your clit and you mewl against the red cherry ball. It’s slowly pushes in, pulling your walls apart until you realize the pleasure had subsided and it’s started to hurt. You were sloppy, but the stretch was deliriously burning you. Again, you began to squirm, but the two hands pressed against your hips to pull you even closer.

“Fuck,” the voice curses “For sure she’s a virgin.”

It seemed it would never stop, never reach its limit. He pushed through your barrier and you tensed, walls throbbing. You wanted Ransom, needed to have him coo away the pain and tell you you were his brave, pretty girl.

You felt a hip press against your ass and two balls slap your clit. For a second, the pain ceases, and then your face slammed against the metal.

Ransom was holding you in his arms, pressing wet kisses against your skin as he caged you to the bed. His chest was cold against yours, as if lowering the temperature you were suffering from. His thrusts, deep and short, were hammering into your sore pussy. His arms slid over your back, pulling you even closer as he murmured sweet nothings into your waiting ears. You felt a knot building up in your core, delicious from the friction, but you wanted more. Until it snapped, and you gushed all over him. The duvet was so soft, like clouds…

You felt hairs tickling your face, itching you awake. The second you regained consciousness, you realized how similar Robert was to Ransom. His hands felt similar too, as Robert untied you from the contraption. He picked you up slowly, and the movement made you sense the pain that fulfilled your weak body. A warm liquid spilled down the middle of your thighs, and an ache settles on your lower back. You unconsciously nuzzle into Robert’s chest, his long strides lulling you to sleep.

You don’t recognize the room you are in, with red silk beds and dark furniture. All you could find faintly familiar was the boy from before, Justin, wiping his legs.

You are laid in the bed and a bottle of water is pushed into your lips. Drowsy eyes stare up at the man, drinking it gratefully.

“You did so well,” Robert told you, cleaning down the fluids you didn’t dare to look at with a warm rag. “Everyone wanted to fuck the pretty little virgin,”

You felt tears prickle your eyes and roll down the sides of your face at this, a hand involuntary going down to cup your sore pussy.

“My little girl,” Robert cooed with fake sympathy. “You just need to behave in the future, and you won’t get out there again. Okey pretty baby?”

You nodded, and he observed the way your lips wrapped around the bottle as if it was a nib. Soft, pink lips.

“What do you mean?”Justin pondered, as he tried to get up without faltering. “I have to do Glory holes every Friday, and she doesn’t?”

By the glare on Pronge’s face and the way he stood up and made his way to him, you understood how much Justin he just fucked up. He puffed out his chest, craning his neck to look at the older man, and a slap forced him onto the bed. Justin clutched his cheek, glasses had flown away. A veiny hand wrapped around his neck pushing him flush to the bed.

“What’s up little faggot? you get a lady close and suddenly you try to toughen up?” He sneered, his spit splashing against Justin’s cheek. His face went red, either from the lack of air or humiliation, but Pronge loved it. “Acting like you don’t get cocks up your ass every hour, fucking whore.”

He let him go roughly, straightening over him to smile at you, innocently and clumsily. Justin sobs, and you try your best to maintain eye contact with Robert.

“This is the puppy, pretty girl.” He explains, bending over to kiss your forehead. “Your buddy, only if he behaves.”

He left shortly after you were tucked into bed, locking the door behind him. Justin doesn’t want to talk, he faces away from you as he falls asleep. Under the dim moonlight you can slightly make out the angry red marks on his back. You fall asleep thinking of Ransom, hoping he will pick you up tomorrow from this horrible punishment. You can’t really remember what you did wrong, but you know your Daddy won’t leave you here.

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the-iceni-bitch · 3 years

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Turned me Onto Sin

Kinktober Day 6: Dacryphilia (crying kink)

Pairing: Mr. Freezy x hit woman!reader x sex worker!Justin Capshaw

Words: ~2.4K

Summary: Bobby gets you a special treat after a hard day, because you love watching twinks cry.

Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content (female masturbation, unprotected m receiving anal sex, choking, voyeurism, kinda Cuckquean, anal cream pie) NON CON, DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT, DARK, SMUT!!! 18+ ONLY!!! (Justin is aged up to 19 in this fic)

A/N: Welp, just more evidence of my permanent reservation in hell. We may end up going places with this one. @slothspaghettiwrites you wanted to know how your boy would do in the basement…

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Robert rolled down his window when he lit his cigarette, hanging his arm over the driver’s side door lazily as he kept his eyes trained forward.

He smirked to himself when he heard shuffling footsteps approach, not bothering to turn his head to look at the young man who was walking towards the car with a slight air of nervousness.

“H-hey there, you looking for a good time?” The boy leaned on the car and ducked to look at Robert through the window, wincing at the cloud of smoke that greeted him.

“Maybe I am.” Robert tossed the butt away and turned to face his visitor, snorting when he got a look at his chubby cheeks and glasses. “Not with you though. Don’t need you crying like a bitch while I pop your cherry.” He said, like a liar.

“I’m not… I don’t…” The sullen pout on the younger man’s face just made Robert laugh, tossing his head back before bending forward to search for another cigarette. “I’m not a virgin.”

“Sure you’re not.” He shot him a grin as he lit the new smoke. “How old are you, baby?”

“Twenty-five.” He wilted when the older man gave him a discerning gaze. “Nineteen.”

“Jesus, you really are a baby.” He took a long pull and gave the twink a good once over, tucking his bottom lip between his teeth as he took in that soft little body. You were gonna love him. “Alright get in.”

The hooker walked around the car in a rush, giving Robert a small smile that made him roll his eyes when he opened the door for him.

“My name’s Justin.” The pretty thing tried to meet his eyes when he started the car, reaching out to trail his fingers over his thigh and scooting closer as he tried to kiss his neck. “What’s yours?”

“Get the fuck off, you trying to get us arrested?” Robert scowled when Justin recoiled like he’d been slapped, pulling out from under the bridge and shaking his head as he focused on the road. “You don’t need to know my fucking name. I’ve got a room for us.”

“Oh, ok.” Justin shrank back, chewing nervously on his lip as he stared out the window. He technically wasn’t supposed to leave his area under the bridge, but something about the man in the driver’s seat gave him the impression he would not be impressed if Justin brought that fact up.

It didn’t take long for them to reach the little run down motel, Justin fidgeting with his sleeves to try to keep his nerves from taking over. He jumped when the car came to a stop, half expecting the man to open his door again for him then rushing to follow when he realized that wasn’t the case.

Robert strode towards your room with a purpose, barely sparing a glance for his little companion before unlocking the door and sauntering inside while the twink followed. He growled softly when you weren’t there waiting for him, but then he heard the shower running and grinned to himself while he closed and locked the door.

“Is there someone else here?” Justin’s eyes shot towards the bathroom door and back to Robert as he stayed close to the door, not at all thrilled at the prospect of taking two men at once.

“That gonna be a problem?” He stripped his coat off and tossed it on the table, stretching his neck as he started unbuttoning his shirt while he waited for you.

Justin was trying to work up the nerve to back out when the water shut off and the bathroom door opened, and the sight of you walking out wrapped in nothing but a fluffy towel calmed him right down. You shot him a grin as you moved towards the bed, turning your face to Bobby and laughing softly when he wrapped his arms around you and pressed his lips to yours.

“Hey there, baby.” You purred when he released you, his hand curled possessively around the back of your neck while his tongue traced over your lips. “Who’s this?”

“This is Justin.” Bobby groaned into your mouth when he undid the towel, his eyes roaming over your curves as he rested his hands on your hips. “Wanted to get you something special, kitten. Know you had a rough day.

“I sure did.” You shuddered when you thought about how that asshole had almost caught you with his knife. “Hey there, Justin.”

“Hi.” He swallowed thickly when you started prowling towards him, trying to keep his eyes on your face and not the tempting sway of your naked hips. There was something almost predatory about the way you moved, but the softness of your gaze helped him relax as he focused on you while Robert continued to strip. “It’s extra for couples.”

“Oh, right down to business!” You threw your head back and laughed as you moved past him to find your purse, pulling out a thick wad of cash and slapping it down on the table. “I can respect that.”

His eyes bugged when he counted the pile of bills. It was more than he’d typically make in a week. Maybe that should have been his first clue that something was wrong with this whole situation, but before he had a chance to think about it you were cupping his cheek and pulling him in for a gentle kiss.

You smiled softly as he melted against you, letting you lead him towards the bed and slowly pull off his clothes as his hands gently framed your hips. He whined when you removed his shirt and smoothed your palms over his bare chest, panting into your mouth desperately as you dug your fingers into his soft flesh.

“Mm, you are so soft and pretty, baby.” You pulled gently at his lips with your own, letting him settle between your legs as he pressed his growing hardness against your stomach.

“Thank you.” He trailed his fingers over your thighs as he gazed at you, the other man in the room completely forgotten as your own hand grazed over the front of his jeans and pulled his zipper down. “How do you want me, ma’am?”

“Ma’am? Baby, you’re too goddamn sweet.” You pulled back and bit your lip as you drew his jeans down his legs, glancing over his shoulder and grinning at whatever you saw there. “Almost makes me feel a little bad, but I’m just here to watch.”

He only had a moment to give you a quizzical stare before he felt a thick strap of leather tighten around his neck, yelping when he was thrust forward onto the mattress as the belt dug into his throat. You just gave him a mock look of sympathy as you settled back against the pillows and spread your legs, teasing your fingers over your swollen folds as you watched Bobby shove Justin’s face into the mattress with a tight grip on his makeshift leash.

“Just fucking look at that.” Bobby growled when he pulled Justin’s cheeks apart with one hand, kneeling on the backs of his thighs to keep his legs spread wide as he admired his pretty pink hole. “That is one tight little hole you got here, what d’you think, kitten? Should I stretch it out first or just dive right in?”

“This boy’s a pro, Bobby.” You laughed when Justin let out a choked sob when you said Bobby’s name, slipping a finger inside yourself and purring when you started stroking your soft walls. “Pretty sure he can handle you without the prep.”

He tried to wheeze out a “no”, but the belt was restricting his airflow enough that he couldn’t speak, digging his fingers into the blankets and letting out a strangled whine when Bobby spat on his hole and smeared it around with a thick thumb. Bobby grinned wolfishly at you when he took his cock in hand, groaning from deep in his chest and letting his eyes roll back in his head as he speared past the tight ring of muscle.

You slid a second finger into your soaked pussy when Bobby started slamming his hips into Justin’s ass, finding your sweet spot easily and curling your fingers against it slowly while you watched the two of them. Justin tried to reach out towards your ankle, desperate for help or at least some form of soft affection while Bobby just used him like he was nothing. But then you sneered and kicked his hand away, all the softness that had coaxed him to relax earlier completely gone as you focused your eyes on Bobby’s.

“Fuck, kitten, this thing is squeezing the life outta me.” He yanked on the belt as he ground into the whore’s ass, growling when he felt him clench down around him and heard the choked mewl from the mattress. “This little cunt’s barely even broken in, you only been using your mouth, boy? Probably thought you were finally gonna feel a nice snatch around that little prick when you saw kitten here. As if I’d ever let a little slut like you near my pussy.”

Justin just moaned in reply, his mouth hanging open as he tried to suck down as much air as possible and gazed at you pleadingly. He hated that his body was starting to betray him, finally moving past the initial pain to increasing pleasure as Robert’s massive cock split him open and hit that perfect spot with every vicious plunge of his hips. He didn’t even realize he was starting to roll his body back to meet the larger man, his drool staining the sheets as he keened wantonly.

“Mmm, I think he likes that, baby.” You beamed at Bobby when Justin threw his head back and whined, arching his back and shoving his ass back into Bobby’s hips as he started leaking all over the bed.

“Sounds like you like it too, kitten. Shit, I can hear that pussy from here, smell it.” He growled when you slid in a third finger, licking his lips at the sight of the slick that was leaking out around your hand. “That what got you all excited, whore? See you staring at that pretty cunt. Maybe I’ll let you taste it if you keep clamping down on me like this. Fuck.”

The belt tightened further around Justin’s throat and his eyes rolled back, tears leaking down his cheeks as he gripped the sheets painfully. As soon as you saw the stains on his cheeks, you came with a soft cry, arching into your hand and purring when your release gushed all over your fingers.

Justin yelped when Robert yanked him up against his chest, moaning stupidly and letting his head drop back against his shoulder while the older man kept thrusting into him with vigor.

“Isn’t she fucking pretty?” Bobby bit into the little slut’s ear as he yanked his head back with the leash, growling while he watched you come down. “Get up here, kitten. Lemme taste.”

He grabbed your wrist when you sat up, dragging you close and shoving your fingers between his lips. You hummed when groaned around your hand, leaning over Justin’s shoulder and rubbing your nose over his as he sucked your fingers clean.

“Change your mind about sharing, Bobby?” You nipped at his cheek teasingly when he snarled in response, grinning as you leaned back and turned your attention back to your plaything. “That’s ok, I’ve got something tasty right here.”

You ripped Justin’s glasses off and threw them away, ignoring his pathetic whimpering as you dragged your tongue over his cheek and lapped up the tears that were streaking his face. Bobby smirked at you and turned to Justin’s other cheek, slowly licking the salty stains from his other cheek as he gripped his hip harshly and ground into his ass.

Justin was so close already, the growls and moans coming from the two of you as you ran your tongues all over his face making his cock twitch. Then you wrapped your hand around him and twisted, and he could’ve passed out.

“Just look at this little thing, everything about you is so damn pretty.” You gave him a good squeeze and he wheezed, sobbing from bliss and a lack of oxygen as his face grew numb. But he couldn’t get enough of your praise, backhanded as it was.

“Oh, think he liked that, kitten.” Bobby tightened the belt one more time, purring at the sight of Justin’s tongue lolling out of his mouth as his face started to grow red. “Gonna fill this thing up then let you ride my face until you and this bitch’s tears are the only thing I can taste.”

You grabbed his face with your free hand and dragged it to yours, smashing your lips to his and moaning at his feral growl. Neither of you paid any mind to your plaything now, except for how he was throbbing in your hand and around Bobby’s thick cock.

Ropes of cum started spurting all over your fingers and you grinned against Bobby’s lips, cooing softly in Justin’s ear as his body sagged between the two of you. Bobby was right behind him, slowing his movements as he pumped his cum into him with stiff jerks of his hips.

He tossed Justin aside when he was finished, keeping one hand on the leash while he pulled you to him and bit at your lips with a low groan.

“Clean this shit up for me.” He dragged Justin back towards him by the belt, ignoring his whimpered pleas as he shoved his softening cock between his lips and sneered at him. “What d’you think, kitten? Fuck and chuck or you wanna keep it?”

“Oh, I kinda wanna keep him, Bobby.” You grinned at the hysterical sobbing coming from the poor slut, dragging your finger through his tears and popping it into your mouth with a hum. “He seems fun.”

#natalie writes #kinktober 2021 #robert pronge #mr freezy #robert pronge x justin capshaw #natalie's nasty kinktober #robert pronge x you #robert pronge x y/n #robert pronge x reader #mr freezy x y/n #mr freezy x fem!reader #mr freezy dark fic #mr freezy x reader #mr freezy x you #tw dark fic #tw dark content #dead dove do not eat #eighteen and over #eighteen plus

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nocturne-pisces · 2 years

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@slothspaghettiwrites let’s do a 2 for 1

I'm gonna tag @littlelioncub43 too because I know you're gonna love this.

Dark!College!Justin Capshaw x Dark!Reader x Dark!Robert Pronge

Bobby's first mistake was thinking that Justin was just your date, a little boy toy you took around to bars to dote on for fun.

His second mistake was agreeing to come back to your place. Your adorable stumbling and slurred words drawing him in with the promise of an easy fuck.

His third? Falling for that sweet smile when you pulled out the rope and said you wanted to try something. The moment his wrists came together in a knot that he couldn't untie himself, you kicked his legs out from under him and jerked him into the corner. You'd been so sweet up until now, gotten him incredibly hard with your mouth, but all semblance of softness was gone.

Your smile was replaced with a sneer that only softened minutely when the bedroom door creeped open. Robert would come to know that the kid, college aged with a baby face, was called Justin.

“Look baby, I caught one.” You preened up at him, his arms wrapping around your middle while he surveyed the other, tied up in pretty knots and immobilized.

“Yeah, you did, look at you go.” His praise sent electricity you your spine, side stepping you so he could stalk towards Bobby. Justin hooked two fingers under a length of rope and tugged, testing the tension.

“I’ll fuckin’ kill you,” Robert spat, though he was incredibly less intimidating with his erection still apparent.

“No, you won’t.” Justin shrugged, unfazed. He turned back to you, a doting smile spread across his face. “Why did you pick this one, huh?” Justin stood, snagging your wrist and pulling you into his chest to frame your face with his large hands.

“He has pretty hair.”

“Oh, I see.” Justin lays a chaste kiss into your hairline before turning you, your skirt flaring from your hips in the twirl.

“Keep your eyes on him, puppy,” he says, the large hands that were just on your face now pressing on the small of your back, urging you to bend at the waist.

Lowering your top half revealed the gusset of your panties under your skirt, and the wet patch that had only grown since you left the club. Justin peeled them down your legs, stepping out from behind you to pad back over to Bobby.

“Here ya go, man. A treat.” Bobby’s mouth moved to reply and Justin took the opportunity to stuff the fabric in it.

“Now,” he continued, satisfied with the way Bobby was bound and gagged beneath him, “if you don’t mind. I got a princess to rail. If you’re nice I’ll even let you lick it clean when I’m done.”

#justin capshaw x reader #justin capshaw #robert pronge #robert pronge x reader #dark fic #disgusting drabble weekend

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ao3feed-lokiangst · 3 years

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Sloth's Monstrous Kinktober 2021

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3A1DUSS

by SlothSpaghetti

Well... it is finally here. Kinktober. This year is dedicated to me turning my faves into monsters and fucking them. Hope you enjoy!

Words: 1164, Chapters: 1/31, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel, MCU, The Devil All the Time (2020), Knives Out (2019), The Losers, Law & Order, The Iceman - Fandom, The Bronze - Fandom, Defending Jacob (TV 2020)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con

Categories: F/F, F/M, Gen, M/M

Characters: Victor Creed, Lee Bodecker, Sam Wilson, Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, Bruce Banner, Justin Capshaw, Johnny Storm, Wanda Maximoff, Natasha Romanoff, Jake Jensen, thor odinon, Loki Laufeyson, Andy Barber, Helmut Zemo, Stephen Strange, Robert Pronge, Lance Tucker, Wade Wilson, Ransom Drysdale

Relationships: Victor Creed x Reader, Lee Bodecker x Reader, sam wilson x reader, tony stark x reader, Steve Rogers x Reader, Bucky Barnes x Reader, Bruce Banner x Reader, justin capshaw x reader, johnny storm x reader, wanda maximoff x reader, natasha romanoff x reader, Jake Jensen x Reader - Relationship, thor odinson x reader, loki laufeyson x reader, andy barber x reader, Helmut Zemo x Reader, Stephen strange x reader, robert pronge x reader, Lance Tucker x reader, wade Wilson x reader, Ransom Drysdale x Reader

Additional Tags: Kinktober 2021, Monsterfucking, Exophilia, Reader Insert, Additional Warnings In Author's Note

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3A1DUSS

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #loki #loki fanfic #loki fanfiction #marvel cinematic universe #angst

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slothspaghettiwrites · 2 years

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I know it won’t happen for a long time into their relationship and Robert isn’t soft soft and enjoys degrading, but he eventually turns a little soft for his princess. I can help but wonder when does Robert starts to like Justin, what moment makes him realize this and how does he react?

Warnings: prison au, age gap, choking, anxiety, solitary confinement, soft!Robert Pronge?, unedited and written on my phone

Three Weeks

The first time Justin gets sent to solitary, it's for three whole weeks. He's anxious, being locked in a room for alone for the first time since he's gotten to the prison. He hadn't even seen Daddy before he is dragged from the far side of the prison and the solid metal door is slammed shut in his face.

For three long weeks he sits, and sits, and sits. He reads mostly, the same book endlessly, sometimes he tries doing exercises but can't really be bothered. His stomaches the food he is given, but never finishes his tray. Justin is constantly concerned about how much trouble he is going to get into once he is back in gen pop.

That anxiety only ramps up higher when they are escorting him back. He isn't sure what to expect, maybe this will be the time Daddy kills him. No more jokes, no more almosts. He's glad he didn't eat breakfast because Justin was certainly he'd have thrown it up by now.

Daddy barely waits for the guards to have their back turned before he's on him. His hands are wrapped around Justin's throat as he pushes him up against the wall. He wraps his fingers around his wrist, feels the tears start the prick in his eyes and he tries to draw in a breath.

"Don't you ever fucking leave me again." Daddy hisses like it was Justin's fault, like he wanted to be separated.

"Won'-" he chokes, promise written all over his pudgy reddened cheeks.

The fingers around his neck loosen as his lungs begin to ache. Justin opens his mouth, gasping for air, only for his breath to be cut off again. Daddy's lips crash into his, tongue fucking into his open mouth. It's filthy, just like everything else Daddy does to his body.

But for a moment, Justin doesn't feel anxious.

#sloth asks #nonnie #train to hell #justin capshaw x robert pronge #aged up!justin capshaw #its been a long time but I'm visiting prison again #prison au

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darksongofnyx · 3 years

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Note: This is my first dark fic series as well as the first time I’ve ever written any type of smut, I’m usually more a ‘fade to black’ type writer when it comes to smut. I really hope it’s decent and you’re able to enjoy it. I’ve never written these characters before so they’re probably out of character (I’m still trying out how to make Robert meaner & darker).

So far I’m only planning on 3 parts, but if people like it enough I’d be open to writing headcanons or drabbles

I would like to say a special thank you to @slothspaghettiwrites for inspiring this fic with her Robert x Justin aus ♥️

Summary: You and your step-brother Justin have an extremely close bond, maybe a little too close. A new person enters your life and vows to turn you both into his perfect toys

Word Count: 1571

Series Warnings: This is a DARK FIC and contains dark themes! incest adjacent (step siblings raised together), you and Justin being innocent and naive, mentions of church (no denomination is named) dry humping, hand jobs, cum eating/licking/swallowing, spitting in mouths, really bad bdsm dynamics, kinda dub con, little to no aftercare, creampies

- I will add further warnings if they are needed in the other two chapters

This was not beta read so I apologize for any typos and mistakes

** I do not consent to having my work translated or reposted on any other platform without my written consent **

Even though you and Justin are step-siblings, your parents had married while you both were still fairly young, allowing you and Justin to grow up together. You guys are ridiculously close, your parents thought nothing of it, they were happy to see the two of you getting along.

To say you and Justin were sheltered would be an understatement. Your parents were protective, neither wanting the evils of the world corrupting their innocent babies. You were both homeschooled if you could call it that since the curriculum was mostly about how to be an obedient child.

Justin and you were so innocent and naive to the outside world, despite technically being adults your parents still treated you both like you were children. The lack of real world experiences left the two of you naive to most things, especially when it came to being an adult.

One day you’re out in the back garden having a tea party when you see your neighbors having sex in their backyard, although you just thought of it as naked cuddling. They don’t see you, but as you watch you don’t know what’s happening to your body or what you’re feeling, you just know you wish it was happening to you cuddling with that man.

Later that night, in the privacy of the bedroom you share with Justin, you tried explaining what you saw and felt to him but he didn’t seem to get it, so you decided to show him. Justin’s confused but he goes along with what you’re telling him to do, he gets in your bed and lies on top of you. Lifting your nightgown so you can wrap your legs around his slim waist, just like you saw your neighbor do to the man. As he begins to rub against you, he starts to feel himself growing hard. Lost in how good it’s feeling, his pace quickens and he’s grinding into you even harder.

Quiet sweet little moans leave your lips as you feel a coil tightening in your belly, right as you feel like you're about to snap, Justin’s own moans fill your ears as the coil snaps and your hold on Justin tightens, making him increase the pressure he uses. His body stutters on top of you before you feel a wet spot against your belly that matches the dampness in your panties, you watch Justin sit up and you can see the wet spot on the front of his pajama bottoms.

There’s a heavy silence between you before you shyly speak up, “I liked it, did you?”

He pushes his glasses up before he just nods yes, “I did, I think I wanna do it again.”

“Me too,” you sleepily smile, before asking him to cuddle with you. Justin rolls off of you and sets his glasses on your nightstand before cuddling up beside you, both of you quickly falling asleep.

Sharing a bed wasn’t anything out of the ordinary for you and Justin, so when your parents check in on you before they head to bed they think nothing of seeing you curled around Justin.

What happened between you and Justin that night seemed to open Pandora’s box and all you wanted to do was explore each other’s bodies. Each night you would take turns exploring what you each liked.

Justin had found that he enjoyed sucking on your breasts, he’d lay on top of you as he licked and sucked on your nipples. As much as he loved the feeling it gave him, he also loved the feeling of your fingers tangled in his hair and you grinding against his thigh while he did it.

And you liked it when Justin would use his long fingers to play with your pussy, a new word you’d learned from a girl at church. You loved the way he played with the little nub hidden in your folds and how he’d keep going until your legs would shake.

Weeks later you learned that your parents would be leaving you home alone for two weeks so they could attend a church marriage retreat. They said you and Justin were old enough to finally be home by yourselves but that they’d have a neighbor come over and check in on things.

Finally, on your own, it didn’t take long for you to cross that final line of exploring each other’s bodies without any clothes on, and Justin was excited to explore things in the light of day or the need to muffle the sounds you each make.

It’s a quiet afternoon that finds Justin laying naked in his bed, he watches as you kneel naked in between his legs with your soft hands slowly working up and down his hard and weeping cock, memorized by the way your breasts move as you continue to stroke him. He feels himself getting close as he asks you to tighten your grip and begs you to please go faster.

The opening of the bedroom door and the sudden appearance of a visitor ruins Justin’s chances at an orgasm

“Well, well, well, what do we have here?”

Both of you scramble to cover yourselves with a blanket as your neighbor, Mr. Pronge stands in the doorway with a dark look in his eyes.

“Looks like mommy and daddy’s sweet little angels aren’t the good little girl and boy they like to brag about,” Robert teases

Both you and Justin are silent, neither able to find the words to defend yourselves.

Robert walks over to the bed, he lifts your chin with his finger as he looks down at you, “and just what were you two doing, Princess?”

“Just playing,” you shrug, trying to avoid his eyes.

Robert laughs in response, “Is that so? Do you like playing with his cock?”

You shyly nod

“And what about you, Baby Doll? Have you been playing with her sweet little pussy?”

Justin answers with a quiet, “yes.”

Robert licks his lips watching you and Justin scared and huddled together, he never would have imagined that the wholesome quiet family next door hid such a fucked up secret.

It was at that moment Robert knew he was going to have fun. He knew your parents would be back in less than a week, but that was a problem he’d deal with later, but in the meantime, he had to go back to his place and collect some much-needed supplies, if you and Justin wanted to play with each other it was only right that you had the right toys to do so.

“Get dressed,” he orders, “now, I expect dinner to be on the table waiting for me when I get back. Is that understood?”

Both of you nod in agreement but neither of you makes any effort to leave Justin’s bed while Robert’s still in the room, but he repeats the order with an angry tone causing you and Justin to scramble putting your clothes back on.

Once Robert leaves, you go about heating up one of the many frozen meals your mother made before leaving for their trip.

“Do you think he’s gonna tell mama and daddy?” You ask, placing the ceramic dish in the preheated oven.

“I don’t know, do you think they’d be mad?”

Tears threaten to fall down his face, he takes off his glasses to wipe them away. You take him into your arms, hoping to relieve some of his worry that your parents would be mad or try to take you away from him. You hold each other tightly not wanting to think about the possibility of living without the other.

Dinner was just being taken out of the oven while Justin was setting the table when Robert walked through the back door with a duffle bag slung over his shoulder, you and Justin watched with nervous eyes as Robert walked past you into the living room, you followed behind him like good little ducklings, nervously holding each other’s hand while you watched Robert lays out toys, restraints, and paddles.

Without any explanation of the things he’s set out, Robert heads into the dining room where dinner was waiting. He takes his place at the head of the table, while you and Justin sit in your usual seats beside each other.

“Well, what are you waiting for?” Robert asks you, “you’re the lady of the house now, it’s your job to serve us.”

“Yes, Mr. Pronge,” you answer, getting up of your seat

Robert stops you by grabbing your arm, “hey, it’s Daddy from now on, no more of that Mr. Pronge bullshit. That goes for the both of you.”

Brief confused glances are exchanged between you and Justin before nodding yes.

“But Mr. Pron-, Daddy, what about our real daddy?” You asked, placing a plate of food in front of him.

“I’m the only Daddy you have to worry about from now, Princess.”

Once you finish serving yourself and Justin you sit back down, Justin takes your hand and holds it underneath the table as the three of you eat.

The dinner conversation is far different from one you’d have with your parents, Robert insists on learning everything you and Justin have done together. He was surprised at how little the two of you have actually done, mostly handjobs and heavy petting.

Fuck, he was going to have such fun corrupting both of you and molding you into his perfect little fuck toys.

#justin capshaw x reader #justin lafferty x reader #robert pronge x reader #mr. freezy x reader #robert pronge x justin capshaw #robert pronge x justin lafferty #fem!reader #dark fic #non con #dub con #step sibling inc*st #inc*st

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slothspaghettiwrites · 1 year

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Yoo I've been reading a couple of your capshaw/pronge fics for a while now and had this alt fairytale!ASU of siren!justin trying to lure in pirate!pronge but ends up failing because of the old fashioned earplug method. Next thing he knows he's being hauled into the captain's chamber. Pronge is a lil shit about it and even mocks the sobbing merman. Robert is grinning from ear to ear, "What's that? Sorry. Can't hear you."

Uh nonnie 👀👀👀 you should write it.

#sloth asks #nonnie #justin capshaw x robert pronge #aged up!justin capshaw #siren!justin capshaw #robert pronge

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slothspaghettiwrites · 2 years

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Bobby forcing Justin to wear a maid costume and forcing him to do everything he tells him to do. After Justin serves him his dinner he has to go under the table and suck him off until Bobby is finished with his dinner. If Justin stops he will get punished.

“You better not fucking stop or I’m gonna take you to that bar again. You remember the bar, don’t you. Will make sure that everyone has a turn with you this time. I heard that Hansen is back in town, I know he loves a good ass. Keep my dick wet for the sex workers and I won’t have to take you to the bar.”

No, no I want them to go to the bar 😂😂😂😂

#sloth asks #nonnie #justin capshaw x robert pronge

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xcaptain-winterx · 1 year

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Main Masterlist

summary: once you’re in, you can’t get out, you will be trapped with them forever.

#robert pronge #dark robert pronge x reader #justin capshaw #jake jensen #mr freezy #mr freezy x reader #lloyd hansen #andy barber #max burnett #jack benjamin #jake wyler #tj hammond #bryce langley #playing with the devils #playing with the devils au

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Princess!reader luring virgin crownprince!Justin into the woods, to have a little make out session. Out of nowhere two orcs step into their way. Sweet Justin steps in front of reader ready to protect her, knowing he doesn't stand a chance against them. When the taller orc starts stepping closer to them, Justin starts screaming at him to not come closer. The orc just starts laughing and says "heard that Lee? Little prince doesn't want us to come closer. Thinks he can protect the princess. Sweetheart why don't you come here to finally give us a kiss, we are waiting". Tears slowly start to run down his chubby cheeks as reader goes over to the two orcs and gives them a messy kiss. Justin starts questioning what’s going on, to which Lee just replies “It’s been so long since Robert and I had a virgin ass and our sweet wife wanted to change that, so she decided to gift us to our anniversary a virgin, you. Now be good and you may last longer than the last one”.

YES BESTIE

Afternoon Delight

Warnings: Monster'fucking', Dark!Orc!Lee, Dark!Orc! Robert, Dark! Princess!Reader, Aged Up!Justin (Always, of course), threats of violence, kissing, heavyish petting, implied future noncon

Justin was so sweet, it bled from his pores and soul. You could taste it on your tongue as you traced his lips. His own nervous fingers trailed over the delicate embroidery on your bodice, never quite touching you enough. It was a glorious afternoon for a bit of fun and mischief, convincing your betrothed to go wandering with you was simple.

He pressed more firmly into the tree you leaned against, his hips trying to catch against yours. The tug at his hair made him whimper, another sweet thing about the prince. The noises he made like a desperate, needy, lost thing. Truly he seemed innocent of everything. You were even his first kiss.

You opened your eyes when you heard them. There was a twig snapped, or rustling of leaves. The forest was a loud place, so when quiet descended you knew they were near. Lee's grunt sounded first.

Justin broke the kiss with a gasp and quickly turned around, guarding your modesty. He looked up at the orc with fear, but stood his ground.

"Do-Don't come any closer," his voice shook so much you could hide your giggle.

"Hear that Robert? Don't come any closer," Lee laughed, clutching his round belly.

His head whipped around as he looked for the second orc, but you knew Robert. How he liked to play games of hide and seek. Suddenly you were ripped from behind Justin and crashed into a hard, fuzzy chest. Your fingers curled into the large hand around your waist.

"You know I like to see everything up close and personal." Robert's other hand moved to your neck tilting your head further back. "Now what do you say?"

"You win, husbands."

Justin's spluttering turned to harsh gasp as Robert drove his thick tongue into your mouth. Finally some pleasure.

"You gonna gimme a kiss too now, sugar?"

You smiled, almost wickedly, as you sauntered up to Lee and tugged him down by a tusk. You took charge of the kiss, letting your tongue dance with his before pulling away, a line of drool connecting you together.

"Can I watch you open your present, husbands?"

Justin had gone white as a sheet, his back now pressed up against the tree. A tear slipped down his round cheek, making Robert chuckle. His mouth kept opening like he had questions, but no sound escaped.

"You keep up this pretty little act, your highness, you gonna have our girl thinking we can't perform right." Lee spun you around just as Robert wrapped his fingers around the Prince's neck. "I want his mouth first. Need to have him crying around my dick while he swallows my cum."

Another whimper, this time laced with fear and so much more intoxicating dribbled out of Justin's mouth.

"Now you be as loud as you can while we break in this whore, show your betrothed just how you hate us, and maybe if she likes you, she'll keep you." Robert jerked and Justin fell to his knees.

"Princess..."

"Can I touch myself while I watch?" You ignore him, throwing looks at Robert and Lee.

"I wanna see that pussy dripping by the time we are done with this, whore."

#sloth asks #xcaptain winterx #sloths drabble drop #princess!reader #lee bodecker x reader #robert pronge x reader #justin capshaw x reader #tw dark fic #tw noncon #tw violence #sloth monsterfucking

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