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evanpeterswhoresblog · 11 months

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A Different Kind of High

Tate Langdon x f!reader

warnings: use of marijuana, smut, p in v, unprotected, slight fingering, lose of virginity, slight innocence kink? lmk if there’s any others!!!

summary: you died a virgin, but that doesn’t mean you need to be one as a ghost…

word count: 1.9k

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“I stole some weed from the newbies, you want some?” Tate asks as he hops up on what used to be your bed.

You’ve been dead for only a few months, living in the imfamous Murder House for a year prior. It was strange being dead, seeing people pass by on the street everyday knowing that’ll never be you again. You suppose this was what you deserved, after all you committed suicide. But never during your life did you think this was what being dead would be like. Trapped in a house with a dozen other ghosts for eternity.

Tate has been your friend since before you died, of course you didn’t know he was a ghost until you joined him on the other side. He’s charming, very down to Earth. You really don’t know much about him, even now. You’ve heard whispers about him being crazy, and you believe it. Sometimes through the night you hear his screams, his murderous laughter. It doesn’t bother you though. You’re already dead, what’s the worst he could do?

“I’ve never smoked before,” you reply.

He chuckles. “Are you serious?”

You turn red. “You saw my parents, they never let me do anything. When I used to go out they’d make me be back by nine. Even on weekends. I always figured they’d know so I didn’t bother.”

“At least tell me you’ve drank.” You shake your head, a small laugh escaping at the face Tate makes. “Have you done anything?”

“I kissed a boy when I was twelve,” you answer honestly.

“Was that your only kiss?”

“Yeah…” You mumble.

“Wow, I can’t believe you’re this innocent, I always thought girls with strict parents did the dirtiest things,” he replies. He grabs the baggie of weed out of his pocket and holds it up. “You’re going to try this, and you’re going to love it.”

You don’t object, and instead watch as Tate begins to role a joint. He does it effortlessly, he’s done it many times before. You know from previous conversations that he’s done drugs much stronger than weed, the main one being cocaine. You had asked him how it felt to do it, to be alive and on a drug so strong. He told you it felt like he needed to run a mile while he was high. He also made you promise to do it with him one day.

When he finishes rolling the joint he offers it to you. “You want the first hit?”

“Fuck it, yeah,” you say.

He gives you a smile that makes butterflies swirl in your stomach. Though the two of you are only friends, you can’t deny how attractive Tate is. Even though everythings only been platonic, sometimes with certain looks and phrases, he makes you feel some special type of way.

You take the joint inbetween your lips, your eyes locked on Tate. He grabs a lighter and lifts it to the other end of the joint.

“I’d usually say take a small hit, but usually it takes a little more to get us high so take as much as you think is necessary,” he explains before lighting the end.

You inhale deeply, the smoke it hot and you know if you were alive it would burn your lungs completely. Thankfully though, it only stings a little. After a few seconds Tate takes it from your lips and you exhale slowly, watching as he repeats your actions. You lean back against the pillows, you feel a little something.

“How long does it usually take to get high?” You ask.

“I dunno a few minutes I guess, why? Do you feel it?”

Your head feels light and the room looks brighter. “I think so, I feel… lighter.”

“Oh yeah, you’re high,” he replies with a laugh.

He lays beside you on the bed, both of you staring at the ceiling in silence. You hear him take a few more puffs of the joint, wondering how he does’t feel anything yet. Your whole body feels electrified, every muscle alive and thriving. You almost feel like how you did before you died, almost. It makes you smile.

“Why did I never try this before…” you mumble, a small laugh leaving your lips. “Fuck I feel good.”

“I know right, it’s pretty great.”

You turn your head and stare at him. “Can I tell you a secret?”

He meets your gaze. “Of course.”

You don’t know where the sudden burst of honesty comes from. Usually, you’re embarrassed to talk about anything you did or more specifically didn’t do in your life. However, as you stare into Tate’s dark eyes you feel the urge to tell him every little detail about you.

“I died a virgin,” you whisper. “Like I never even got fingered or anything.”

You stare at each other for another few seconds before you both burst out into laughter. You don’t know why it’s so funny, but it is. You feel amazing, like you’re on top of the world. But you also feel like every word that comes out of your mouth is hilarious.

“I shouldn’t have said that I’m sorry,” you say as the laughter dies down. “I’m so stupid.”

“Hey, you aren’t stupid. I know a few other ghosts died virgins, like the nurses,” he replies, that stupid smirk on his face.

“God don’t say that!” You exclaim. “At least they chose to die virgins, I tried to hard to be fucked before I died but every time I started to become interested in someone my stupid parents ruined it.”

Tate props his head up on his hand so he’s now looking down at you. “Well on the brightside your parents are gone now so you can fuck anyone you want.”

“Yeah but the options aren’t exactly ideal. There’s really only Travis, but he’d definitely not be the best option for a first time,” you laugh.

“I’m here too you know.”

“What do you mean?” You ask.

“You know what I mean,” Tate answers, his voice quieter than before.

Your laughter stops at his words, and you meet his eyes once again. This time, you can sense something lingering behind his eyes, something you haven’t ever noticed before. You smile, trying to ease the tension that’s filled the room. He’s probably just messing with you. However, he doesn’t smile back at you, his expression stays the same.

You’re in disbelief. Is this real? Is your best friend really telling you he’d take your virginity? This can’t be real, you think. Maybe it’s just because of the weed, maybe it’s doing something to your head. You can’t deny the butterflies that form in your stomach at the thought of it though. Tate would be a good first. He’s experienced, but not with too many people. You find yourself suddenly imaging it, how it would feel, sharing that experience with someone you truly enjoy being around. It wouldn’t be so bad, you decide.

“All right,” You say. You kick your shoes off without breaking eye contact. “Is it going to hurt?”

He smirks and follows your actions. “It usually does the first time.”

You smile and start undoing the buttons on your jeans. You know if you hadn’t taken that puff of the joint you’d be selfconcious getting undressed in front of Tate. He watches you carefully as you remove your pants, your shirt, even your bra. It’s silent, but not an awkward silence, more of a comforting silence. You only look away from him as you slowly pull your panties off and throw them into the newly formed pile of your clothes.

It’s your turn to watch now. Your eyes trail up and down Tate’s body as he slowly undresses. He’s so beautiful, his body is perfect. You can’t stop yourself from reaching over and running your fingertips over the toned muscles of his abdomen. Your eyes meet once again and you almost shiver at how full his eyes have become with lust.

Quickly, he leans his head down and connects your lips to his. The kiss is slow at first, like you’re treading the water. But as you start to understand how it works, you move your lips against his, following his motions. The soft gentle kiss becomes full of passion. You twirl your fingers in his soft blond curls, loving the way his breathing gets heavier as you do so.

He moves on top of you, hit body fitting between your legs swiftly. Your body feels like it’s on fire, your skin feels like it needs to be touched. Tate rests one of his hands beside your head and the other begins to slide down your chest, your stomach, till it reaches the place it was searching for. You feel him smile into the kiss.

“So excited already…” he mumbles.

His fingers run between your folds, collecting the wetness that’s already begun to drip out of you. He circles them on your clit for a few minutes, making you moan from the new but amazing feeling. After that he slides his pointer finger down to your entrance.

“Is this okay?” He asks.

“Yes, thank you.”

“Thank you?” He chuckles. He begins to slowly push his finger inside you and you grab his free arm.

“Thank you for doing this,” you clarify.

“I like how innocent you are, but I can’t lie I’ve always dreamt of being the one to rip that innocence away,” he whispers.

Before you can reply he lowers his head to your neck and begins to leave sloppy kisses along your skin. You can’t believe this is really happening. Once his finger is fully inside you, he starts to thrust it in and out at a slow pace. You moan, your back arching off the matress. He continues this for a few minutes before adding a second, preparing you perfectly for what’s going to come next.

He kisses down your chest until he’s at your breasts. He sucks and licks your nipples, it feels amazing. You can’t take it any longer, you need him. You grab his chin and connect your lips. He kisses you harder than before, biting and sucking your tongue into his mouth. You love it. You can’t get enough of it.

“I’m ready Tate,” you say breathlessly as your lips part. “I want to do it.”

“All right.” He pulls his fingers out of you and you watch him position his hard dick on your entrance. He looks down at you, brushing a piece of hair away from your face. “If it hurts to bad just tell me and I’ll stop okay?”

You nod, and before you can say anything else he starts to move. It hurts, but not too bad. Tate kisses you as he does this, it makes the pain more bearable. You wrap one of your hands around his back, your nails slowly dragging across the skin of Tate’s back. He only kisses you harder. His thrusts are slow, but your thighs still clench around his hips.

After a few minutes he asks if he can go faster, you tell him yes. The pain slowly morphed into a small pleasure that you enjoy. You continue to claw at his back, even more as his pace inscreases. You’re out of breath, the only sounds in the room being your moans along with Tate’s heavy breathing. It’s pure bliss.

The end comes faster than you want, but you don’t mind. You love the way Tate whispers your name as he cums, and how strongly his dick pulses inside you. You hold him close after it’s over, his skin against yours makes you feel alive again.

“Was it okay?” he asks as he lays on you.

“It was perfect,” you answer.

And so it was.

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shescallinmedaddy · 1 year

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too much.

kit walker x f!reader .

warnings - smut, dirty talk, cursing, cunnilingus, fingering, lmk if im missing any.

wanna write something inspired off the first scene with him and alma??? i had to get something out for my baby daddy. but send in some requests cause writers block.

word count - 684 .

it was as if kit couldn’t get your clothes off fast enough once he returned home, barely even getting out a hello before his lips were on yours. his sense of urgency seeming to leave once his palms were finally on your bare skin. while at first they rub up and down your waist, they soon still opting to back you up into the dining room table. kits lips separate from yours before his palms trail to the back of your thighs before lifting you onto said dining room table, and gently pressing your back onto the cool wooden surface. spreading your legs, and slotting himself in between them he just looks down adoringly at you as his hands begin to explore your body as if there’s an inch he hasn’t explored yet.

“you’re fucking gorgeous, darlin’.” kit mutters, before his lips meet your again,

his lips are soon trailing to your jaw, before leaving marks for him to admire later on your neck. and while he’d love to tease you longer as he usually does, he finds his sense of urgency returning once again. so his lips trail lower and lower, skipping where you need him most and instead littering your thighs in kisses and marks. soon his breath is fanning over you clit, while he looks up at you with a lustful eyes, and bites his lip.

“stop teasing, kit” you complain and pout to him.

“oh darlin’, don't worry,” he starts, laying a kiss to your clit, “you’ll be begging me to stop.”

once the words leave his lips, he’s licking a bold stripe from your hole to your clit with a moan leaving his mouth before diving in like a man starved. lapping at the juices your cunt offered him as if it was some sort of refreshment. you find your fingers tangling into his hair at the pleasure his tongue gives you, and the tug you give makes kit release a groan which vibrates through you making the pleasure of his tongue all that much better. you tugging at kits hair also does nothing but egg him on.

his lips soon wrapping around your clit, and his fingers prodding at your entrance. he gently eases his two fingers into your cunt, until finally slipping them all the way into you. at the way your thighs try to tighten around his head and his wrist, he uses his free hand to give his wrist just enough space to thrust into your cunt.

his fingers plunging into your cunt and his tongue lapping at your clit making you a panting moaning mess, making kit nothing less than euphoric as he can feel the damp spot in his boxers worsening. you cant help but huck your hips to get more, more of his mouth, more of his fingers, more of him. you thighs once again threatening to close around his head, he adjust his wrists so he can still thrust his fingers into you and feel your plush thighs around his head.

“fuck, feels so good, k-kit” you stutter out, yanking at his hair.

kit can't help but speed up had ministrations at your confession, and with his free hand no longer keeping your thighs spread, he begins to palm himself through his work jumper. his fingers curling in to you to hit the perfect spot, his tongue lapping at your clit with some sort of need, nearly pushing you over the edge.

“gonna cum for me, darlin’?” kit questions seductively, immediately returning to his prior actions.

you feel your thighs tightening even more, and your back arching off the table at the question before you’re giving him exactly what he wants with a string of curses leaving your lips. but even once you do, his fingers don't slow and neither does his tongue, and you find yourself yanking at his scalp at the overstimulation.

“s’too much b-baby” you finally manage to get out, trying to push him away from you.

at first he just shakes his head from between your thighs before muttering, “baby, you’re gonna take whatever i give you.”

a/n : i kinda hate this but idk lmk what you think

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acinnamongirlsdiary · 3 months

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𝕸𝖞 𝕸𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙

𝕳𝖔𝖚𝖘𝖊 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖗𝖆𝖌𝖔𝖓

𝔍𝔞𝔠𝔞𝔢𝔯𝔶𝔰 𝔙𝔞𝔩𝔢𝔯𝔶𝔬𝔫

-𝓦𝓲𝓵𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓕𝓵𝓸𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓟𝓻𝓮𝓽𝓽𝔂 𝓟𝓲𝓷𝓴 𝓡𝓲𝓫𝓫𝓸𝓷𝓼

𝔏𝔲𝔠𝔢𝔯𝔶𝔰 𝔙𝔞𝔩𝔢𝔯𝔶𝔬𝔫

𝔄𝔢𝔪𝔬𝔫𝔡 𝔗𝔞𝔯𝔤𝔞𝔯𝔶𝔢𝔫

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚

𝑯𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒚 𝑾𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓

𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐲 𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐨𝐧

𝐉𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞

𝐋𝐮𝐤𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑴𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒖𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔

𝑱𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝑷𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓

𝑺𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒖𝒔 𝑩𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌

𝑹𝒆𝒎𝒖𝒔 𝑳𝒖𝒑𝒊𝒏

𝑩𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒚 𝑪𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝑱𝒓

𝑹𝒆𝒈𝒖𝒍𝒖𝒔 𝑩𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌

𝑬𝒗𝒂𝒏 𝑹𝒐𝒔𝒊𝒆𝒓

𝑷𝒐𝒍𝒚!𝑴𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒖𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔

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geekforhorror · 14 days

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geekforhorror’s 1k celebration!

in honor of me hitting 1k, i want to do something to celebrate this amazing milestone. that being said, i will be having a 1k smut prompt special starting today through may 25th!!!

who i write for: anakin skywalker, james kelly, sam monroe, aj (takers 2010), clay beresford, luke skywalker, and kai parker (tvd)

link to smut prompts here!

rules

you will be able to choose from one huge smut prompt list

may pick no more than two phrases per request

when writing an ask, you may either write out the prompt itself or the number it is! :)

you may list a certain kink that you want with the request (ex: “could you write #18 for anakin who has a degradation kink?”

if you have an au you’d like me to write, feel free to list it!

kinks are limited to the rules linked to my masterlist

if there are coincidentally two of the same requests with a different or the same character, i probably won’t write it (example: clay beresford with #34 and anakin with #34)

i hope you guys have a fun time with this and i can’t wait to see these requests!!! 🤍

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heycarrots · 7 months

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Black Sails Nation! Rise! It’s time for some Cinnamon!

Reading Between the Lines Podcast is BACK with more SilverFlint!

This month, I chat with Polish author, @tiofrean about her beautiful story, the Queen Mother of all hurt/comfort fics, Cinnamon. We get back into the SilverFlint lane and finally earn our E rating! I told you all it was coming! You do NOT want to miss this episode! There’s no pumpkin, but there is definitely some spice to raise your t’gallants!

This episode was months in the making. We recorded our interview at the beginning of July and Tora has been fully hands on in the planning process for this episode, including creating her own ABSOLUTELY STUNNING cover art! I mean . . . LOOK AT THEM!!! The curls! The freckles! JOHN’S TINY EARS!!!

Listen, I’m unhinged about this episode. I’m so proud of it and I think you’re REALLY going to love it!

Here are the links!

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velaryqns · 1 month

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Velaryqn's Masterlist

Hello! Welcome to my new Masterlist, this contains all of the fics I have written as well as the fandoms I will write for and rules, please make sure to look closely before sending requests at what I will write for!!

Fandoms Include/Masterlist:

Criminal Minds

House MD

ASOIAF

Harry Potter

How to Get Away With Murder

Succession

911

Marvel

I will not write...

Smut

Child Loss

Professor x Student (or anything that creates an illegal age gap)

Physical, Mental, or any other kind of abuse

Incestuous relationships

Characters I will not write for... (these reasons are either because I do not like these characters, they're overhyped, etc.)

Aegon Targaryen II

Aemond Targaryen

Bucky Barnes

James Potter

Sirius Black

Tony Stark

Wanda Maximoff

Alicent Hightower

Criston Cole

There's more I cannot think of, but do not be afraid to ask if I will write for someone or not!

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rafeslittleangel · 3 months

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Request rules!

Requests are always open, send one in!!!

What I write: I write drabbles, oneshots, if I have a really good idea I'll continue it (4 or more parts) as a small fic. I am open to writing SMAUs if you want.

You CAN always request to a next part to a drabble or one-shot I've posted, I'll be honoured honestly!

Characters I write:

Rafe Cameron from Outer Banks.

JJ Maybank from Outer Banks

John B from Outer Banks

Sarah Cameron from Outer Banks.

Luke Castellan from Pjo books/show (I will use show!Luke as faceclaim.)

Bucky Barnes from MCU

Natasha Romanoff from MCU

Steve Rogers from MCU (Not as often as Natasha or Bucky)

Conrad Fisher from The summer I turned pretty

Mattheo Riddle from Harry Potter

Theo Nott from Harry Potter

Enzo Berkshire from Harry Potter

James Potter from Harry Potter (Marauders)

Sirius Black from Harry Potter (Marauders)

Pansy Parkinson from Harry Potter

Ideas/kinks I'll write: Degredation kink, praise kink, piss kink, overstimulation, edging, cockwarming, dom sub roles, toxic characters, dumbification, loser character, virgin character, knife play, gun play, dark content, wax play, bdsm, dacryphila, somnophila.

Ideas/kinks I won't write: Incest, SA of any kind, mental disorders, sensitive content like very very violent assault against s/o.

Note:

I only right for female!reader.

There are no race exclusive features that will be used.

Find a kink, idea or character not mentioned here? Ask me and find out if I write it!

Please be respectful in my inbox.

Favorites are in bold.

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pizzapottah · 4 months

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pizzapottah's masterlist

harry potter saga:

harry j. potter ↓

young love (malfoy!reader) — the youngest malfoy meets the famous harry potter, not knowing that he'll be a big, big part of her life one day.

george weasley ↓

summer vacation — you and george go on vacation together- chaos ensues.

james f. potter ↓

runaway (slytherin!reader) — you and james grew up together, being best friends since childhood, but after you get sorted into slytherin in your first year at hogwarts, it was only a matter of time until it all crumbled down.

➞ homecoming (coming soon!)— it's been three years. can james make up for the lost time?

star wars saga:

luke skywalker ↓

baby blues (coming soon!) — when you tried to kill luke skywalker, you never imagined that in the future he would become what you called home.

dune:

paul atreides ↓

moon child (coming soon!) — the bene gesserit's ways are hard to learn, even harder to understand, and neither you nor paul are fond of them.

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s3okj · 2 years

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“luke didn’t liked annabeth, he loved her like a sister”

annabeth literally confirmed that luke loved her more than just a sister, in the mark of athena.

“First there was Luke Castellan, her first crush, who had seen her only as a little sister; then he’d turned evil and decided he liked her—right before he died.”

#pjo #percy jackson #nico di angelo #percy jackson fanfiction #pjo headcanon #piper mclean #james potter #percy jackson headcanon #annabethchase #frankzhang #percy’s protection squad #reyna avila ramirez arellano #thalia grace #annabeth and luke #luke castellan

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eventually27 · 1 year

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I need me a colin. His smile is everything😫🥹

#evan peters #colin zabel #mare of easttown #american horror story #fanfiction #evan peters fanfic #james patrick march #quicksilver #ahsedit #tate langdon #kit walker #kyle spencer #jimmy darling #pietro maximoff #warren lipka #peter maximoff #luke cooper #max cooperman

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evanpeterswhoresblog · 11 months

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Office Secrets

Luke Cooper x f!reader

TW: smut, p in v, unprotected, fingering… lmk if there’s anything else lol

Word count: 1526

Friendly note, I wrote this all in one day so it’s probably not the best but I’ve been so obsessed w Evan lately I just needed to write lol Enjoy!!!

~~~

“So, who wants to bet the two newbies are doing it?” Meredith says as she puts coins into one of the vending machines.

“They so are,” Kevin says. “Have you seen the way they look at each other it’s like- Pam and Jim.”

“Hey!”

Angela shakes her head. “You people are disgusting… but I wouldn’t doubt it. I’ve seen them flirting on multiple occasions.”

“This is all circumstantial, it doesn’t mean they’re sleeping together,” Oscar argues.

“I would bet they are,” Phillas says with a laugh. “I mean I remember how fun it was being all secret with Bob, it’s so thrilling.”

Pam glances at you in the annex, Luke’s leaning back on your desk, smiling as you two talk. She looks back to the group and shrugs. “It’s possible they are.”

~~~

“Hey y/n, do you think you could make some copies for me?” Pam asks as you’re walking by.

“Yeah of course, double or single sided?” You reply with a smile.

“Double please.” She hands you the original.

You walk to the copier, but as you’re about to open it, Luke slips in front of you.

“Luke I was about to make copies,” you say, annoyed.

“So do I, you aren’t the only person in the office who needs to get stuff done,” he laughs.

“Since when have you ever had things to get done? You’re the laziest person here.”

“That’s hostile,” he replies, turning around to give you a smirk. “I might have to report you to HR.”

“Just please hurry up,” you mumble.

“Anything for you babe.” He winks.

You turn to the camera and stare, almost at your limit with this boy.

~~~

“I just don’t understand men sometimes it’s like, he’s so different when we’re alone yet in public he wants to be the biggest ass ever,” you rant to the camera, you’re in the hallway near the elevator where no one will hear you. “Sometimes I just want to knee him in the balls and get on with my day.”

“If he’s so annoying why do you sleep with him?”

You frown. “He’s really good at that stuff, most assholes are honestly.”

~~~

You’re at the vending machine getting a snack when you feel arms snake around your waist. You quickly turn around and push him away.

“Luke stop it we can’t be doing this here,” you whisper.

He looks out the windows then back at you. “Nobody’s around, come on just one kiss. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you since last night baby.”

You and Luke were hired about three weeks ago now, both just interns to help out with the little things around the office. At first you thought Luke was an idiot slack off, but after a week of him constantly flirting with you, you decided he wasn’t that bad of a guy and of course he’s gorgeous. And, after one night where he gave you a ride home this simple work crush turned into casual sex.

You made Luke promise to keep it a secret, you didn’t want anyone at the office to think your personal life would interfere with you doing your job. So, far you don’t think anyone has figured it out, and your glad.

“Don’t talk like that here,” you say, giving him a slight glare. “We made a deal.”

“Yeah, yeah.”

“I’m serious Luke, imagine if Michael found out. He’d make it a whole thing.”

“It probably already is a thing, Jim and Pams was.”

You scoff at him. “Okay, that doesn’t mean this has to be.”

“Whatever,” he says as he begins to walk away. “See you later.”

You give an annoyed look to the camera and shake your head before returning to your previous activity.

~~~

“Listen, y/n is a good girl I guess, I just wish she’d stop acting like the office finding out about our thing is the worst possibility imaginable,” Luke tells the crew outside the break room.

“What do you think would happen if they found out?”

“I don’t know, they’d give us weird looks. It doesn’t really matter it’s not like me and her are gonna be working here forever. At least I know I’m not, not sure what her life plans are.”

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You stare at the clock and sigh, still a whole nother hour left at the office. This whole day has been terrible, mostly due to Luke. You don’t understand why he’s acting so annoying today. Usually he’s decent toward you, probably because of what he wants from you the second work ends. You turn back to your desk and start to organize papers, deciding Luke isn’t important.

A few have passed when Luke appears beside you. He leans back on your desk, one of his hands gripping the edge. You try to ignore him, keeping your attention on the stack of paper you’ve been messing with. Luke doesn’t let you ignore him forever though.

“Can you come with me somewhere where we can speak privately… away from the cameras.”

You look up at him. Is this it? Is he really going to break it off at work? You can’t believe it. You want to give him a piece of your mind, so you slightly nod and get up, following him out of the annex and down the hall to one of the stock rooms. You’re ready to start giving it to him but before you can he smashes his lips on yours.

At first, you’re caught off guard, he’s never kissed you at work before. You don’t hesitate to kiss him back however. He backs you up till the back of your legs hit a spare desk. You let him guide you onto it, your kiss turning into something more.

He bites down on your lip, his hands roaming up and down the sides of your body. You have to admit, you’d been craving this too. Even though you saw each other last night. Luke was the best you’d ever had, how were you supposed to not want him again? Even though he’s been annoying you all day you can’t help but melt into the palm of his hand, he’s just so damn attractive.

“Luke, we can’t do this at work,” you whisper, the sensible part of you taking over.

“Nobody will know, come on baby, I’ve been thinking of you all day. I need you,” he replies.

Your stomach fills with butterflies at his words. He knows exactly how to persuade you. You fall back on the desk as he kisses down your neck, Your legs wrap around his waist, he makes you feel so good. He brings his lips back up to yours as one of his hands starts to slip up your skirt and under your panties.

He starts to rub small circles on your clit; you to moan into his mouth. He smirks against your mouth. You wrap your arms around his neck and pull him closer, you love the feeling of his body against yours. It’s the best you’ve ever felt.

“You’re already so wet baby,” he mumbles on your lips.

“Luke,” you moan.

“Do you want it baby?”

You nod, moving one of your hands down to rub the bulge in his pants. He grins at you and removes his fingers, beginning to undo his belt and fly. In seconds you feel his tip brushing against your entrance. He leans back over you as he begins to slowly thrust inside of you. You bite down on your lip and close your eyes, the familiar feeling of him filling you taking over.

You throw your head back as he starts fucking you. The sound of the desk hitting the wall doesn’t even register in your head. You’re too engulfed in how good Luke’s dick feels inside you, hitting that special spot that makes your legs shake. His head rests in the crook of your neck, he’s moaning and whispering all the dirty things he wants to do to you. It’s all too good to be true.

Eventually though, you feel that tightening in your stomach, your orgasm approching. Luke must realize this because he doesn’t stop his violent thrusts for even a second. You hold on to him tightly, biting down on his clothed shoulder as you finally cum. He finishes with you, pushing himself so far inside you he’s hitting your cervix.

He lays on you for a few seconds before pulling himself up enough to look down at you. His chest is still heaving as he speaks in a soft voice, “I really like you y/n.”

“I really like you too Luke,” you say with a weak smile.

Both of you get yourselves decent fast, you’ve been away for at least fifteen minutes by now. You give Luke one last kiss before exiting the small room alone, he promised to wait a minute or too before following.

As you sit at your desk and resume your previous activities, Luke walks by you, sending a quick wink before disappearing into the main office. You give a small stare into one of the cameras, your face turning bright red. This was only the beginning.

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damaged. - kitson walker.

s: after kit got out of the asylum, things have been different. he has been less lovable and gets frustrated with things easily. he’s stopped showing his wife, y/n, affection and smokes a lot more than before. y/n and kit have an argument about this but it just leads to something else..

w: sexual content, cursing, mention of the asylum, toxic relationship, cigarettes, etc.

keep scrolling if you want the alternative version.

wc: 3K

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Kit walked through the door, the cold breeze hit his face. He sighed as the coldness was finally gone. He took a look around the house, everything looked so untouched. The table in the middle of the room had no food on it, he hasn’t eaten all day and he was expecting Y/n to have made dinner. He sighed.

The male walked to his bedroom, seeing if his wife was in the bedroom. He walked in and saw her putting on a robe.

“You didn’t cook?” Kit said with an attitude, taking off his jacket and hanging it up on the hook. Y/n turned around to look at her husband. Her face expression was unamused.

“I didn’t get to go to the store today, I have a job too, you know.. And besides, there’s times when I cook and you don’t even eat it.” Y/n said, getting defensive. Kit shook his head.

“Whatever.. I thought maybe you would be a good wife for once, but I guess not.. Why am I surprised, huh? I guess I expected too much from you..” Kit said, sighing.

Y/n clenched her jaw. “Go to hell, Kit, you know ever since you came back, you’ve changed. You don’t even spend time with me anymore, you never touch me.. You’re distant and it really hurts me, I feel like you don’t love me anymore and it feels horrible.. and you just don’t care!”

“So, this is why you’re so mad at me all the time? Because I don’t give you enough atten-... you know what, I don't have time for this right now.. I need to relax, I have a headache, and you—“ Y/n cut him off angrily. “See! That’s exactly what I mean! You can never just listen to what I have to say! I just want to talk, we have to fix this relationship somehow..it’s like you don't love me anymore! You never kiss me, or hug me, or even talk to me anymore, it's like I'm invisible.."

Kit scoffed. "What the hell are you talking about?"

"Don’t act stupid, you know what I mean, Kit.”

Kit rolled his eyes, "Oh my god, you're ridiculous." He said, walking closer to her. "I don't have to deal with this right now, I'm not dealing with your bullshit."

"Bullshit? Kit, I'm telling you that I want to be in a happy marriage, and I'm not asking for the world, I just want to talk. Why is that so hard for you? Why can't you just listen to me and have a normal conversation with me? Are you afraid of that, Kit? Afraid to just have a nice talk with your wife?"

"Oh my god, why do you have to be so dramatic? Just stop. I just got off work! I have a stressful job, and when I get home, I don't want to hear you complaining!" Kit said, his anger rising.

"So, instead of talking, you're yelling at me and getting angry with me, great way to solve our problems." Y/n said, looking into his eyes.

"You know what? You are such a pain in the ass." Kit said, raising his voice.

"Yeah, well you're an asshole."

Kit shook his head. "You're crazy, y'know that? All you do is complain and nag, and you expect me to do everything you want, like I'm some puppet.." Kit said, looking into her eyes. Y/n scoffed, “I don’t know why I married you..i really don’t..” She said, looking into his eyes.

“I don't know why I married you, either." He said, his jaw clenching. Y/n shook her head, the anger building up inside her. “You're an asshole, I don’t understand why I can’t just have a civil conversation with my husband. I don't want to fight, and then you get all mad. I just wanted to have a conversation and try to fix our marriage, but it seems like you don't even want to."

Kit took a deep breath, "Listen, I understand what you're saying, but I am stressed, tired, and angry. I can't take this right now.." Y/n rolled her eyes, but suddenly Kit had one hell of an idea in mind.

"Screw you, Kit—“ Y/n didn’t finish her sentence, Kit grabbed her by the throat. He looked at her, putting his face closer to hers, his lips almost touching hers.

Y/n gasped, his grip on her neck getting tighter. He pulled her in, and kissed her roughly, his hands still around her neck. He bit her lip, drawing blood, she tried pulling away but he just gripped her tighter, her vision started to get blurry. Kit pulled away, smirking at her.

His fingers brushed against her soft skin, his fingers trailing down her neck, his lips moving close to her ear, his breath warm on her cheek. “I barely touched you, and already, you're wet." Kit whispered in her ear, his voice low. Y/n closed her eyes, feeling him breathe in her scent, her body shivering at his touch. She didn't want him to stop.

Y/n whimpered softly, her body quivering as she felt his fingers slowly moving down her stomach, his hand stopping at her inner thigh. “Stop.” She said out of the little pride she had left, her voice cracking. She wanted to tell him that it wasn’t going to work, but her words wouldn’t come out. She tried to fight the urge to moan as she felt his hand on her thigh, his fingers trailing up, getting closer to her center. He moved closer to her, his lips inches away from her ear.

Y/n swallowed the lump in her throat, trying not to let out a moan, the heat in her core growing. “You sure you want me to stop, suga’? Cause, I think you like it..don't ya'?" He said, his fingers lightly rubbing against her panties. Y/n closed her eyes, trying her best not to show any reaction.

Kit smirked, his other hand reaching down to her thigh. He started rubbing it gently, his fingers grazing over her sensitive spot. She shuddered, letting out a moan.

"You want more, huh?" He asked, his hand moving to her waist. She didn't respond.

"Answer me, sweetheart..do you want more?" He asked again, his finger slowly stroking her inner thigh, sending a wave of pleasure throughout her body.

"Yes..please." She said, her voice shaky, her legs trembling. He chuckled softly, his finger tracing the outline of her pussy. "So wet..." He teased.

He started kissing her neck softly, his lips brushing against her skin. He moved closer to her, his body pressed against hers. She bit her lip, feeling his cock through his pants.

"Tell me what you want, suga'..I can feel how wet you are for me, tell me what you want me to do..what do you want me to do to you?" He said, his voice low.

"I-I fuckk..” He cuts her off by pushing his finger inside her, slowly pumping his finger in and out.

Y/n let out a soft moan, her body quivering, her pussy clenching around his finger.

"You're so tight.." He whispered, his tongue running over her lips, teasing her. She whimpered, her hands gripping his hair, her body trembling. He started pumping his finger faster, his thumb pressing down on her clit, her wetness dripping onto his fingers. He pushes her little body on the bed, his hands on her waist. He pulls her legs up, and pushes them open, revealing her slick pussy.

"Fuck..." He says, licking his lips. He unbuckles his belt and takes his cock out, stroking himself as he watches her. She swallows hard, her breathing was shaky. With no hesitation, he plunges his cock into her pussy, his hand reaching up and grabbing her breast, his nails digging into her skin.

He starts thrusting his cock into her, grunting and groaning, his breathing ragged. He went at his own pace, not slowing down or changing the rhythm. He fucked her hard, his fingers gripping her hips, her nails clawing at his back, leaving scratches. The aggression from him had her feeling pain, her body shuddering with each thrust, his cock slamming against her walls, making her scream.

"Kit..please..n-not so hard..." She begged, her voice breaking. He grinned, his hand gripping her neck tightly, his eyes locking with hers, her mouth parted, her chest heaving. “No, no, you wanted this right? You wanted attention from me, right, babe? Now you have to take all of it.” Kit said, his pace increasing. It was more pain than pleasure for y/n, he had never been so rough with her, she knew her body was going to be sore the next day. She screamed, her nails clawing at his back, drawing blood, her pussy clenching around his dick, the pain becoming more intense. He started groaning loudly, his cock pulsating inside her, her screams getting louder, her body trembling, her legs shaking uncontrollably.

"Oh…ohh.." He moaned, his cock pulsating again, his cum spurting out and filling her, his grip on her neck loosening, his thrusts slowing down, his breathing ragged. He leaned forward and puts his head on her chest, his eyes closing, his breath hot on her skin.

"God damn.." He mumbled, his cock still inside her, her body still trembling, her breathing ragged. She lay there, her body limp, her mind numb, her vision blurry, her heart racing. It wasn’t exactly pleasurable for her, the aggression from him made it hurt, but it also made her feel alive. But he also didn’t last that long..

She felt his hands grab her face, and force her to look at him, her eyes fluttering open, his gaze meeting hers. He gave her a small smile but she didn’t return it, the pain of him fucking her still lingered, and his attitude towards her made her feel weak.

"You okay?" He asked, his eyes scanning her face.

"I-I'm fine." She managed to say, her voice raspy, her throat dry. He gave her another smile, his eyes full of concern, his hands still holding her face. “Just get off me.." She says coldly, pushing him off her. He was confused at her coldness, she normally wouldn't act this way.

"Are you sure you're alright?" He asked again, his voice soft.

"Yes, I'm fine, now leave me alone." She replied, her voice monotone, her eyes blank.

He stared at her, his gaze piercing into her soul. "Alright then.." He said, his tone changing, his voice sounding distant. He reaches over to the night stand, opening the small drawer pulling out a cigarette and a lighter.

She watched as he lit the cigarette, inhaling deeply, his eyes staring straight ahead, the smoke blowing from his mouth, filling the room. She sighed and walked into the bathroom to clean herself up.

alternate version/scrapped: a more nicer kit.

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The male walked to his bedroom, seeing if his wife was in the bedroom. He walked into the room and saw her putting on a robe.

“You didn’t cook?” Kit said with an attitude, taking off his jacket and hanging it up on the hook. Y/n turned around to look at her husband. Her face expression was unamused.

“I didn’t get to go to the store today, I have a job too, you know.. And besides, there’s time when I cook and you don’t even eat it.” Y/n said, getting defensive. Kit shook his head.

“Whatever.. I thought maybe you would be a good wife for once, but I guess not.. Why am I surprised, huh? I guess I expected too much from you..” Kit said, sighing.

Kit sighed, running his hands through his hair, looking at his wife, noticing the tears that were welling up in her eyes. Y/n wiped her eyes, taking a deep breath and looking away. “Y/n, it's not that I don't love you. I've been through a lot of stuff, you have no idea what I've been through. It's been hard to adjust back to life, like nothing has changed.”

Y/n scoffed, looking at her husband. "That's exactly what I've been talking about, you just never tell me anything! We never talk anymore, I have no idea how you are, how you're feeling, you just close yourself off and I don't know what to do anymore.. It feels like a wall is up, and I can't get past it, no matter how hard I try."

"Y/n, please.."

"I just wish you'd open up and tell me about your feelings, and just treat me like you used to. You don’t tell me you love me anymore, you never even try to kiss me.. It's like you don't love me at all.."

"Y/n, stop crying, please.."

Y/n sniffled. "I can't. I can't do this anymore." She began to sob. Kit walked closer to his wife, grabbing her and hugging her. "Shhh, stop crying, Y/n." Kit tried to calm his wife down, stroking her hair. Y/n sobbed into his chest, her tears making a wet stain on his shirt.

Y/n cried, backing away from him but he tries to bring her closer to him again. "No, don’t touch me! Get away from me!" She pushed him, not doing much since he was bigger and stronger. Kit stepped back a little, “And since I’m such a bad person, kit, why did you marry me?”

Kit groaned, his anger rising. "I married you because I LOVE you, Y/n! You know that!"

"You have a funny way of showing it." Y/n wiped the tears off her face, her eyes were red and puffy.

"Stop being so dramatic, Y/n! You're my wife, I love you, and I would do anything for you, okay?!" He says.

"No, it's not okay. If you really loved me, you would treat me better, and talk to me. It's like you're a completely different person, and I don't know what happened.”

"I've changed, yes, but you have to understand, I'm trying my best. It's been a difficult time for me." Kit said, shaking his head. “And I’m trying to help you and you just push me away and it hurts so bad, and you just don't seem to care about me at all, and I don't know how much longer I can deal with this.."

"Y/n, that is not true. You know I care about you. You know I do. Stop being so ridiculous, Y/n." Kit says. Y/n glared at him.

"It's not ridiculous. It’s true, and you know it. You're selfish. All you think about is yourself, and your problems, and your feelings. You don't think about me, and what I'm feeling. You don't even try to make me happy anymore, it's always about you, and your feelings. You're self-centered, and it's disgusting. You don't love me."

"I don’t? i don’t love you?! Oh, my god! I would give my life for you, Y/n! You know that!” Kit said, exasperated. Y/n shook her head.

"Whatever.” She looks away. “You never show me affection anymore, it's like I'm just an object to you. I don't mean anything to you, I'm just some person who happens to be your wife. You don't care about me, and I know it—”

Kit couldn’t take it anymore. He grabbed Y/n's face, and kissed her roughly. Y/n moaned, shocked by his sudden movements. She melted into the kiss, wrapping her arms around his neck, pulling him closer.

They broke the kiss, breathing heavily. Kit looked at his wife, his eyes filled with lust. "Don't ever say that again, Y/n. Don't ever doubt my love for you. You're my wife, and I would do anything for you. I love you more than anything, and nothing will change that. Do you understand me?"

Y/n nodded, still a little breathless from the kiss. Kit stared into her eyes, and he pulled her close, kissing her deeply. Y/n gasped, surprised. She closed her eyes, and leaned into the kiss. Kit pulled her body closer to his, pressing his erection against her thigh.

Y/n moaned, grinding her hips against his, feeling his arousal through his pants. Kit groaned, his grip on her tightening.

"Kit.. please.." Y/n begged, her voice breathy. Kit smiled, his eyes dark with desire. He pushed Y/n onto the bed, climbing on top of her. Y/n gasped, her heart beating fast.

Kit began kissing her neck, biting and sucking on her soft skin, marking her. Y/n moaned, her body shivering with pleasure.

"Oh, Kit.." Y/n breathed, her nails digging into his back. Kit moved his hands under her robe, sliding them up her thighs, and gripping her hips tightly.

Y/n bit her lip, her legs shaking with anticipation. "Kit.. please.." She begged, her eyes full of lust.

"What is it, Y/n? What do you want?" Kit asked, smirking.

"Please.. I need you." Y/n whined, her voice shaky.

Kit chuckled, his fingers teasing her entrance. "Is this what you want?"

"Yes.."

Kit inserted two fingers inside her, curling them. Y/n arched her back, moaning loudly. "Oh, God! Yes!" She cried out, her eyes fluttering shut.

Kit continued to pump his fingers inside her, his thumb brushing against her clit. Y/n bucked her hips, grinding against his hand, her body quivering with ecstasy.

"Oh, fuck, Kit.." She moaned, her walls clenching around his fingers. The first time in a while she’s felt this.

"That's right, baby, cum for me.." Kit growled, his voice husky. Y/n cried out, her climax hitting her hard. She shuddered, her body shaking as she orgasmed.

Kit removed his fingers, licking them clean. "Mm.. you taste so good.." He whispered, his voice sending shivers down her spine.

Y/n laid there, panting, her mind clouded with pleasure. She could hear the sound of kit undoing his belt, and the rustling of his clothes. She looked at him, her eyes hazy.

"Fuck, Kit.." She moaned, her thighs rubbing together, trying to create friction.

"That's it, baby.." He murmured, his hands pushing her thighs apart, spreading her legs wide. He gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her soft skin.

He aligned his throbbing cock at her entrance, teasing her, his tip brushing against her. Y/n whined, her hands clawing at his back, desperate for him to be inside her.

"Please, Kit, I need you.." She moaned.

Kit groaned, his patience wearing thin. He thrust into her, filling her completely. Y/n moaned, her nails scratching his back.

"Oh, Kit.." She breathed, her hips bucking, her walls clenching around him.

"Fuck, Y/n, you feel so good.." He growled, his hands gripping her hips tightly. Y/n was in complete bliss, her mind foggy. All she could focus on was Kit's cock stretching her walls.

"Fuck, Kit.." She moaned, her nails scratching his back, leaving marks.She hasn’t felt this much pleasure since a few months ago.

"Oh, Y/n, you're so tight.." He groaned, his pace becoming faster, his cock slamming into her, hitting her g-spot. Y/n screamed, her legs shaking.

"Fuck, Kit, I'm gonna cum.." She cried, her orgasm approaching quickly.

"Cum for me, Y/n.." Kit growled, his eyes locked on her.

"Oh, fuck, Kit.." Y/n moaned, her walls spasming, her climax crashing over her.

"Y/n.. oh, god, yes, Y/n.." He grunted, his thrusts becoming sloppy. He buried his face in her neck, his body shuddering as he came, spilling his cum inside her. Y/n gasped, her body quivering, her climax continuing. Kit panted, his breathing ragged.

"Oh, God, Y/n.. I missed that.." He whispered, his voice husky. Y/n giggled, her head spinning.

"Mm, I did, too." She said, her voice breathy.

Kit smiled, pulling her close, his hands stroking her hair. "I-im s-sorry, you know, I really do love you.." Kit kissed her forehead, his arms wrapped around her waist. Her head rested on his chest, her eyes closing.

"I know." She sighed, her heart full of love. “I love you, too."

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