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[wowserb0wser]

"The Mushroom Kingdom Ball"

Description: Being the sister of Princess Peach was all fun and dandy, but of course you were barely in the spotlight. Until a certain someone, "The Kooba King" took notice and since then, he couldn't stop thinking about you. And what happens when an obsessed Bowser meets you at The Mushroom Kingdom Ball.

Pairing: Bowser x Fem!Virgin!Reader

Warning(s): MDI!! SMUT!!!, (I don't know if I should be sorry or but I'm horny) Breathplay/Choking kink, Size Kink/Size Difference, Innocent Kink/Corruption Kink, Virgin reader, Penetration (P in V), Oral (Fem.), Degrading, Somnophilia, Voyeurism, Exhibitionism, Dumbification, Dacryphilia, Overstimulation, Nicknames (Brat once, Sweetheart, Baby, Bunny), Dry humping/Grinding, Sitting on Bowser's lap once, No used of Y/N, Lmk if I missed anything ;)

Words: 7.8k (I got swept up in this)

A/N: I think I've hit my breaking point, but I was taken back by Jack Black's voice in the trailer and holy shit - Browser is fine…

It was non-stop. Painful, even.

All he wanted was some damn peaceful time to himself and stop thinking about you. Stupid you. Dumb and naive you.

It was only you that took so much time and energy out of himself. Every waking moment since he rises from bed, to showering, brushing his teeth, eating breakfast, and every other moment in his day. On repeat was the stupid smile plastered on that stupid face of yours. How he wanted to swipe that smirk off of those lips of yours… those soft, plump, sweet lips.

He hated himself. Truly hated himself for thinking of these ways about you. Someone as so small and innocent, yet grown and sophisticated as yourself. He though of himself as vile. How could someone as tough and mean as him ever fall for such a toothachingly sweet thing as you.

Yet, here he finds himself watching you as you sleep ever so soundly in bed. All while little moans squeak pass your lips. Your hips thrusting into air at nothing. How your face contorts in seemingless pleasure. Just seeing you rut in your sleep made Bowser's mind go blank, just imagining of what kind of dream you were exactly having. Though it wasn't that farfetched. But he was curious as to who was providing that pleasure in your sweet dreams. And God himself knew that Bowser hoped it was he in your dreams.

He was so big, yet so gentle when it came to you. How his smile curved a little more while with you and the way his cheeks flared with hints of pink when you smiled back at him.

His big hands stretched across your body, a palm simply taking up half of your torso. How big he was towering over you, you should be scared. Calling for help or pleading that he wouldn't hurt you, but you weren't. Your mind was telling you that this was dangerous, flashing red warning signs. The hunger behind his eyes. And how he looked like he could swallow you in one bite. You should be cowering in fear. But how could you resist the way his hands felt so warm on your body. How you wanted this for what seems like ages now. And now you finally had him.

Though you've never been any sort of relationship or anything in this type of manner, you knew this was more then a simple crush. You've remember the times your sister, Princess Peach and her friend Princess Daisy talked about the multiple experiences with boys their age and these type of feeling and wants. So you knew you've wanted him since the beginning, but how could he ever think of you like this. He was older then you and definitely rougher then you could ever be.

Oh how you've wanted him, his deep and sultry voice looms over your frame, over your mind. How you could hear his voice whisper sweet nothing in your ear as your finger went towards your panties. How you wished it was his and not yours.

But maybe that was the exact reason why you were in this state in the first place: having an erotic dream about that very man.

His hands tighten around your throat to cut off a slight bit of oxygen, making your eyes roll in the back of your head. Causing you to moan lowly. All whilst his other hand snakes down your soft body towards your panties. His finger tips could already feel the small patch of dampness in the center and could tell by the way your hips bucked and begged for him, for friction. He laughed at your antics, humored by your eagerness. And that laugh caused you to squirm even further in his touch. How simple it was to rile you up, he was going to love exploring what exactly what makes you tick-

Letting out a groan from what exactly woke you up. You arose from your sleep, still groggy and half-dead. Hearing another pair of knock on your wooden door before shouting, "Come in!". The culprit of the knocking was of course your sister.

KNOCK KNOCK

A big smile printed on her face, it was almost enough to make you forget why you were exactly grumpy but then your mind started to defog and your dreams was realign back to you.

"I have some big news!" Your sister screeched with excitement.

Bowser watched the somewhat grumpy expression on your face as Princess Peach barged in your room. Like a upset bunny or puppy, it was almost adorable. He found it amusing how upset you were from being awoke from your little wet dream. But if he was in the position that you were in, he would also have that expression. And by the looks of things, you were close to being finished.

Your cheeks are flashed with pinks and red by your dream, the first sex dream you've ever had. And of course it had to be so vivid and by the feel of things you were really enjoying that dream as well.

Clearly or simply ignoring your state, your sister continues. "Guess who got invited to The Mushroom Kingdom Ball!" She slightly jumped while entering your room with the paper that stated her invite. Her heals clicking on the floor, "Hmm, I wonder who?" You rolled your eyes and teased. Of course she was invited, she's always invited. She huffed at your antics before plopping on your bed. "Alright Ms. Smarty-pants, well guess who has another invite." Her smile growing even larger (though you thought was impossible at this point). Quickly you realize, "Are you serious?" You pushed your covers and reached for another paper your sister slipped past the original she held in her hand.

A small giggle leaving her lips as she watches your excitement over the invite.

And from where Bowser stood he could even hear the excitement in your yelp. It must of been great news on that flimsy piece of paper. Yet how meaningless what was on that paper to him, the way you jumped up from your bed and hugged your sister was enough for even Bowser to be happy for you.

This would be the first official Mushroom Kingdom Ball you would be attending. You'd never been expected to go as you weren't old enough or mature enough. These balls were primarily for the eligibility for marriage for all the other kingdoms to mingle with each other and hopefully meet someone to their liking. And now you were finally getting invited. Finally you might be the center of attention at this ball rather than your sister, as everyone knew she and Mario definitely had something going on behind the shadows.

A small bit of blush creeped up your neck at the thought of Bowser possibly showing. But there was talk that he hasn't been to the Balls in many many years. But he was a part of the Koopa Kingdom, maybe this was your chance at a shot. Even though you already pictured the disgusted face of your sister if she ever knew about your fancy over him. Yet, you still hope that maybe this was your chance to prove to everyone that you weren't just innocent Princess Peach's little sister.

—--

You were over the moon excited as Toadette fitted the dress over your body. It hugged the exact places it needed and flowed down toward the bottom, ending with a flare of favorite color. It was shockingly fast how the toads could whip up a dress for this very occasion. But nonetheless you weren't going to question their antics, you've appreciated everything that they've done for you.

And with you matching heals and makeup you head downstairs, where you are greeted with your sister and Mario in an embrace. You glance away quickly as their lips connects for a kiss.

You let out a muffed cough which grabs both their attention to where the noise came from. And seeing you all dolled up made you sister abandon Mario and hastily rush over to you. She reaches out her hands to meet with yours. You could see in her eyes that she was overjoyed, seemingly proud of how grown up you've become. "Oh my, well look at you!" A toothy smile rises from her lips, which makes you infollow do the same. "Doesn't she look beautiful Mario?" She quips behind her to look at the former plumber.

His hand reaches behind his neck, still somewhat embarrassed at being caught with your sister. "You look absolutely gorgeous, you are going to be the talk of the ball." He compliments. Your sister faces you again, still with a bright smile. "Let's go and show you off." You giggle at her statement. This was going to be a hell of a night.

You finally reach the venue, Mario, Peach, and yourself in the back of a limo. We all agreed that Mario would step out first to talk to the press whilst you and Peach wait for a couple of moments. Which you were glad for because at this moment you were experiencing some nerves from it all.

Your sister turns to you, "Everything will be okay, I was this anxious my first time. But trust me everything is going to be just fine." She rubs her hand on your exposed shoulder to ease you. "And I'll introduce you to some people and if you still feel uncomfortable you can stay by me and Mario." She explains further but doesn't quite help with your nerves. "I don't want to third wheel you and your boyfriend Peach." You look up at her.

This was your first ball, you don't want to be seen hovering with your sister like a lost puppy. How pathetic would that look in the press.

"Boyfriend?" She says in disbelief, "Mario is not my boyfriend, we are just close." She scroffs, a small hint of blush on top of her cheeks. You practically huff at the arrogance. "Does he know that?" You furrow your eyebrows at her. She turns her head from you, as you know the look upon her face would be slightly disappointing. She knew she dragged Mario around and it was not fair to him. "Let's go and have some fun." She returns to her happy-go-lucky mood and takes your hand.

Once you stepped out of the limo the flashing lights from the photographers blinded you. Your eyes squint from the bursting lights, you turn your head to your sister to see if she was having the same reaction. But as your eyes landed on her, she poses for the photos and with no discomfort. Some of the toad photographers shout out words towards her and even you. "Let's get going." She whispers to you as she sees how uncomfortable you were from all the attention. And you were so glad that she understood.

You and Princess Peach, hand in hand, walking in the venue. Multiple eyes glance towards her but stop on you. Slight shocked expressions at your appearance at this ball. You felt embarrassed to say the least with all the eyes on you, you knew you want the center attention but now you think otherwise.

You sister, once again, sees how uncomfortable you became and walked towards where Mario stood. Him and his brother stood by the food table, both already had a plate in their hands with various foods aligned. As you approach them, they seem to notice and smile appeared on their faces. "You two look beautiful." Luigi speaks, his eyes scanning your body. You quickly thank him along with your sister.

With you greeting with the Plumber brothers, your sister drags you along with introducing you to almost everyone in the ballroom. It was quite intensive, with having to learn everyone's names and occupation, as Princess Peach told you that it was very important to learn about everyone. She says maybe one day you'll rule the kingdom and learning soon then later would lighten up the load later. A simple conversation starts and last for a couple of minutes before a loud bang and a couple of gasp causes you to glance where the noises were coming from.

There he stood, the Koopa King.

He wore a bowtie, which seems to small for this larger figure. And a black classic tuxedo. Beside him was one of his dry bone henchmen. All that was heard was the whisper of the guests, surprised at his appearance, apparently he barely showed to these occasions if at all. And now seeing him all dressed up brought even more questions.

But he either didn't hear or seem to care at the whispers, his eyes glance around the room for someone specific. And thankfully the rumors of little pretty you being invited to the Mushroom Kingdom Ball happened to be true. And that must of been what you were jumping with excitement with your sister earlier in the day.

There you stood with a beautiful gown, your eyes level with his and once making eye contact you look away with bright pink cheeks. And in that moment Bowser knew he needed you and was planning exactly how to get you in his bed tonight. First he needed you to step away from that sister of yours and especially from the plumber brothers.

And thankfully, almost on cue, you stepped away and headed to the punch table.

He waltz directly where you went, his eyes never leaving your form. In the thought of taking his eyes off of you you'd disappear in thin air. His stunt caused people to turn back to their conversation, probably to talk about him showing his face at this ball. His dry bone henchmen follows in suit, the clunching of his bones raddling as he rushed beside his boss.

You barely even noticed that Bowser was headed your way until he was only a few feet away from you. You thought of just sprinting away from him, how could you face him after just a couple of hours ago you were having a sex dream of him. But with his long strides it was too late to do anything but greet him.

"It's a pleasure to meet with you once again." Your hand reaches up half way to meet with his. "A pleasure? Really?" His voice is as sultry as ever. And his hand almost comically larger than yours. Automatically heat rushes to your cheeks and you could feel the prying eyes of the other guests. But Bowser could careless of what the snops of the Mushroom Kingdom thought of him, only your opinion matter to him.

"Well, let it be my pleasure Princess." He lifts your hand to reach his mouth, placing a tender kiss on the back of your palm. If people weren't staring before at this interaction, they definitely were now.

And how could you blame them, at this sight of the innocent princess with the violent King of Koopa's. Yet seeing the both of you flustered with each other made the guest question even further at your interaction.

"You look absolutely stunning Princess." What he really wanted to say was; you look absolutely delicious. How he wanted to devour you on the spot, you just looked so cute and good.

If your cheeks weren't hot red before, now they were. You muffle a cough to distract yourself from his compliment. "W-Would you like something to drink? I was planning on getting some punch." You move on from the conversation and you needed a cold drink to somewhat calm down how hot you've became around him. You were about to reach for a cup before he ticked at you. "A princess shouldn't need to lift a finger for anything she needs." He says in a smooth tone, you quirk up an eyebrow at him. "Dry Bones, get the girl some punch!" He shouts at the poor henchmen, who flinches a little before rushing in his order.

His loud booming voice should of scared you off but you couldn't step away from him. His dominance was clear as the blue big sky and maybe that was another reason for your attraction towards him. How big and manly he is, takes no crap from anyone.

"How are you enjoying your time here?" He simply ask, at this time his dry bones comes up to the both of you with each of your drinks. He takes it swiftly all while you thank his henchmen with that sweet buttery voice of yours. "I've only been here for less than an hour." You softly chuckle at his question. The ball just started so he must of known that there wasn't much to speak upon. "You didn't answer my question." He repeats himself, this time his eyebrows is furrowed waiting for a response. "It's kind of boring, I thought it would be more exciting." You tell him, still leaving out about your anxiety for this whole thing.

He lets out a small laugh, "More exciting?" You also giggle at his repeat. "Well yeah, this is supposively the most important Ball of the year. I thought there would be more going on." You explain further in the issue, which he understands. "No I get it, the last one I went to, which was many years ago, was quite boring. That's why I normally don't go to these type of things." You listen intently, how your big innocent eyes look up at him. He held himself from groaning at the sight below him.

You hum as a response, you were about to reply but was cut off by the sound of a microphone going off. You face where the sound comes from and you could barely hear how Bowser grunts in frustration at being cut off at a conversation with you.

Toads voice echoed through the ballroom. "Welcome all to the annual Mushroom Kingdom Ball!" He croaked out, all clapped and some shouted out yelps of excitement. "I am the host of this year's Ball. It's been a pleasure so far to create such a fundamental event with all the combining Kingdoms." A few other people cheered as he spoke on, your attention fully on Toad. While Bowser could careless, all he wanted was to mingle with you. These were the only moments without being questioned on in intentions with you. "Now that all introduced are put aside, let the party begin with our live band performance." Toad points toward the other toads all assembled with instruments.

While he introduces the Band, the light starts to dim. Almost as a signal that the annual dance was about to commence. What you didn't know was how important this dance was. It was some sort of ritual. Whomever you picked as a dance partner was your official/unofficial partner for the event and the rest of the evening. Almost as an unspoken rule. And you being the newest arrival, everyone attention was on you to whom you picked to dance with.

And before you could return to your sister to ask who you should dance with or simply sit down and watch the other dance with their partners. Bowser took this opportunity. "Would you like to dance Princess?" He asks in a nonchalant tone, unsuspecting. He was going to take full advantage of your naive nature and your unknowns to the Ball.

"I would love to dance with you." That damn smile shined up to him. That stupid smile that made his heart gush. He hated how you made him feel soft and doopy. But the look on your face with excitement to actually have some fun tonight made him smile back to you. But that smile turned slowly to a smirk at your approval.

He took your hand and began to walk you to the dance floor. Still unbeknownst to you was the importance to this interaction, the total impact with being seen dancing with Bowser. You sister caught your eyes and you smiled to her innocently, but by the way hers and Mario's eyes showed disbelief and surprisement made you question. You glance around at your surroundings and shockingly you saw that everyone was glaring towards you.

No- Rather glaring at Bowser specifically. They must of caught on at your unknowingly nature to the dance and automatically blamed the Koopa King. Taking advantage of your innocent personality. But even if you'd know about what this dance meant, you'd probably still be in this position with Bowser leading you to the dance floor.

But once on the actual dance floor and how Bowser's hand felt upon yours and how he rested his other on your back made the rest of all the guest prying eyes dissipate into nothing.

—--

After a couple of hours worth of drinking, more dances with Bowser, and more mingling with all the other socialites was making you tired. And Bowser took notice almost immediately. So, he took you to your sister, who was dancing with Daisy and Rosalina. You blink away your tiredness while speaking with your sister, insisting that you were fine and that you wanted to stay longer, but with one quick scan of your state she knew that you were done for the night.

All whilst Peach is occupied with you, Daisy and Rosalina gives Bowser a questionable look. Basically shouting, "What's your intentions with the Princess." He swallows harshly at her glare, but than smirked down at them. Basically saying exactly what he wants to do to you. Daisy and Rosalina give him a disguised look before turning her attention back to you. And before they could warn Peach about Bowser taking you home she already speaks, "Could you ever be so polite and take my sister home Bowser please." She asks in a somewhat discomfort tone. But she still asks because how she saw how happy you were with him, how'd you cling to his body while dancing.

He hum, "Of course Peach, I'll take extra care of the Princess." He smiles at your sister before looking down at you. At this point your sleepiness was disappearing at the thought of Bowser taking you home. Yet you still groan out frustrated because you still wanted to party. "And don't even think about kidnapping her." She teased and poked his arm in a playful tone. She looks back at you and places a loving kiss on your forehead, soon said your goodbyes to some of the following guests and went on your way with Bowser.

The limo is waiting by the doors and thankfully the photographers have left for the night, Bowser thanked that no one could see him in this state. With you hung to his side as your sleepiness was taking over your body. "Come on sleepyhead, let's get ya' home and in some pajamas." He opens the door for you to enter first and you give him a certain look as he refers you as "sleepyhead".

He steps in the car to see you with your arms crossed in defense. He was about to question what the hell was the sour face for, but you answered. "I'm not even that tired." You lie through your teeth. And Bowser wasn't going to argue with you in this state. But without a response you took even more offence. "I told you I wasn't even tired." You huff and puff.

Bowser watched you try to defend your argument but it was so easy to see you as anything but argumentative. How cute you looked defeated, once again looked like a grumpy bunny.

"Stop being a brat Princess, we're going home." He tells you, rising his voice slightly more and with that you felt as to quip back at him. "You're being mean." You face away from him and drop your shoulders, all you wanted was go back to the party and enjoy your first time at the ball and now everyone was telling you to go home. Even if you were tired, you could careless, all you wanted was to dance with Bowser till the night turned to morning. You didn't want the night to come to an end so early. "Oh I'm being mean sure." He rolls his eyes at your response, he knew you weren't normally like this and it must have been your tiredness for this attitude.

You whip your head back towards him and scoot closer to him. "You are just a mean old man." This must've struck some sort of cord with Bowser. His eyebrows furrow low and his voice dropping down an octave or two. Which makes you feel hot hearing his voice like this. "Shut up Princess." He bites down his jaw while looking in your eyes. There was a slight flame that began to grow, replacing your sleepiness with lust. He must be delusional himself, there was no way it was that easy to make you get turned on. "Make me." You faux mock him, inching your face closer with him and you didn't expect what he would say next and follow up with. "Oh I will." He smirks.

His hand reaches to your face and pulls you so close that your lips are practically touching, yet he doesn't initiate a kiss. It was you that pulled him to a kiss by grabbing on his coat. Your small hand prying on his collar. His smirk still remains while developing the kiss, it was tender at first. Careful and questioning if this was right but you never pulled away or denied, rather you were the one to push further in the kiss. Bowser's other hand reached for your back. Pressing your body on top of his.

Thankfully there was a divider from the driver and the passengers.

And both were extra thankful because the kiss began to get more intense then original thought. Your body squirmed in his hold as you kiss him, he peeks his eyes open to witness this. Your eyes a shut close tight. Your hands wonder around him, like you didn't know were they had to be, there was no doubt in his mind this was the first time you made out with someone. And he was glad it was him to show you the ropes of it all. Your cheeks are still flushed with blush, and then there it was. That squeak of a moan. As if you tried your damn hardest to try not to make a sound.

With your little moan Bowser grabbed you tighter and lifted you from your seat to place you on his lap. A more comfortable seat in your opinion, along with Bowser's. You break off the kiss for a couple of seconds to giggle at his actions but he pulled you back to the kiss. Once again you moan in his mouth, you felt so embarrassed. Like he thought this was going to be a turn off, though it was quite the opposite. Your small sounds going straight to his growing boner underneath his pants, which he hoped you haven't felt yet.

The next time you moan Bowser groans and takes a deep breath, taking in your scent and slightly moving his hips to fix his position. By his movement he slightly grinded you and having friction while being light headed for making out made you whine out loud. At this Bowser pulls back to take a look at you, your lips puffed out a slight swollen from the kiss. Your eyes are half-lidded. "Look at this little noisy bunny you are." His finger hooks your chin to force you to stare at him. Again you squirm at his actions which he found humoris.

He was about to speak again but the car gently stopped presumably at the castle.

Bowser's face drops in defeat and you couldn't leave him high and dry. "Come in please, I don't want to be alone." You softly beg for him, even hearing your words leave your lips you knew it sounded despite but there was no denying the fact that you had aroused from all the making out. "Only because you said please." He teases and opens the door for you.

There was no time for pleasantries as the front door closed, Bowser took you in his arms and made his way to your bedroom. You almost question at how he knows where to go but his lips on yours shut you up before you could even think to ask.

As he opens the door you're still latched onto his broad shoulders. He adored how you clung in him like plastic wrap.

Though he loved the feeling on you wrapped around him, he did not want to crush you into the bed, well not quite yet. He breaks off the kiss her again, this time your frustration is event with the sound that leaves your throat. "Shh Princess, I'm just laying you down." He almost groans at your annoyance but with that slight fucked out face with barely even touch you was making him feral. He couldn't even get slightly angry with you. Your body sprawled out beneath him on your plush covered bed. Your dress already getting tossed halfway off your body, the way your legs twist together creating friction.

His sharp nails reach down to fiddle with the fabric of your dress, you almost thought he would just rip it off of your body, which you wouldn't truly mind. Your body was getting hotter by the seconds. But Bowser took his sweet time deliberately with cherishing this very point in time.

Your body decided in itself that it was done with feathered touches. And with little to no control, your hips bucked to meet with his hips. You didn't know exactly why your body was making you do this but the need and ache for friction was demanding. The slightly touch of his pelvic meeting yours made you whine out for more.

You were on the edge of begging for him to touch you, but then he swiftly took your dress off of your body. Throwing it to the side to be forgotten and abandoned. Along with yours he followed with taking his shirt and jacket combo along with that stupid bowtie.

He was about to climb over you, but your eyes shifted towards his lower half, his pants were still on. You send him a look, knowing that it was unfair that you were just in your underwear and he wasn't. He quickly took off his belt which clashed to the floor and his pants shortly after.

This time he actually climbed into your bed, the mattress sinking below his added weight. He instantly thought of breaking your bed, a physical reminder. That classic smirk spraying on his lips as he went for another kiss. And yet again your hands reach out for him, grabbing at whatever your fingers could clench into. Your nails slight digging into his skin, but doing absolutely no damage.

It became hot very quickly and your body, almost in auto drive was thrusting up at his to get some friction on your aching body. And once it makes contact with him your eyes roll back. It was so simple yet so pleasurable for you. You wanted to do this for ages and you knew you'd never be bored of it, especially when it was with Bowser. He barely even grinded back and you were moaning in his mouth all over again. He wonders if you'd even ever masturbated before from your reactions.

"Have you ever touched yourself?" He questioned, you hum out a response yet you were still out of focus and Bowser saw that. After all that making out and bump and grind clearly got through to you. He found it adorable how easily you were made stupid by his touch. "Have you ever touched yourself sweetheart?" This time around he was more assertive and the nickname took you to his presence. "Um, could you be more specific?" You glance away from his stare as you were embarrassed by his question and even your response. "More specific?" He quietly repeats in disbelief, what did you even mean by that? "Have you fingered yourself?" He asks in a somewhat obvious tone, you shake your head in a nervous way.

This made Bowser's heart skip a beat, what do you mean you've never touched yourself? It was wrong to think this way, he thought, but being your first everything made him even harder than before. "I've only done stuff over my panties." You mustered enough courage to tell him, an audible groan escape passed his throat at the images of your small hands circling your clit over your panties. It made him even hotter that you were that innocent that you couldn't even do physical contact with your own body for pleasure.

He chastity kisses you again, "How'd I'd get lucky." He whispers more to himself rather than you but it still makes you flustered.

"Now it was time to actually rip off your clothes, starting with that annoying bra of yours which keep those pretty tits behind em'." Bowser explains and without fail you hear a rip of the fabric. He waved the bra in his hand before tossing it. And on cue his eyes shift down to your boobs, they were perked and nipples hard. You slightly hiss when they hit the cold air of your room, even though you felt on fire. "Even better than I'd imagine." He almost growls and you audibly moan loud at his comment. Something happened to you when you mentally pictured him think about you in this way, you clamp your thighs together.

He ignored your moan and went straight to laying soft and tender kisses on your breast. He knew this was your first time so you would be overwhelmed with all this pleasure so he took mercy on you and your body, even if the thought of overstimulating you was present in his mind. Just imagine your squirm and begging him to slow down while fucking you, watching as tears stream down your cheeks.

Though it was hard to push those thoughts he was gentle. And his prediction was right, you were over sensitive with simple kisses and suckling on your breast. Your hands flying to his head to either push him deeper into your skin or push his away. But it wasn't long enough until Bowser's lips racked down your soft body and torso. Down to the place he knew you needed the most attention. His finger tips could already feel the small patch of dampness in the center and could tell by the way your hips bucked and begged for him.

You shut your eyes in anticipation. Despite your eyes being closed Bowser watches each and miniscule reaction. Watching as your eyebrows curl and your lips separate, or biting your cheek to muffle your needy noises.

His nails pull on your panties and down your legs, his eyes fixated on your expression. But he knew he couldn't stare at you forever with your exposed pussy in full display for him, almost like a present wrapped with a bow and he was ready to tear it open. And if he didn't want to devour you before, now he definitely was without a doubt.

Once his eyes landed on your center he truly saw how turned on you actually were. Virgin's, they're so easily wet. You slightly glisten in the light, he could tell you were aching, poor thing. But thankfully he was here to help you out.

A long stripped lick made you shot open your eyes down at Bowser. You choked on a moan as he went for another stripe. Your breath already starting to become laboured. "Baby, relax." He simply states, but they vibrations from his voice made you slam your head back down on your pillow. With that he chuckled and went back to licking your cunt. His tongue flickering at your clit at every stripe and you knew you wouldn't last long.

Your hands grip at his hair to bury his head further in your cunt. Your mouth is constantly open with spilling of moans and other obscenities, in any other occasion you'd be embarrassed but you were distracted with pleasure. You even moan out his name, slurring it with profanity. And he loved how whiney and high pitched you were getting and how that laced with his name.

Now you were thrusting your hips towards his mouth, your thighs starting to shut around his head. Your babbling starting to become incomprehensible. A warm tingling thriving through the pit of your stomach, reach up through your body. You didn't know exactly what this meant but it felt so good and you knew you didn't want Bowser to stop anytime soon. And he apparently understood that too.

He could feel your cunt start to squeeze nothing other than the couple of time his tongue ran through it, making you moan a little louder each time.

You rub your thighs against his face, "Bowser - Bowser - Bowser…" You whine while you body continues thrusting, it was all becoming so difficult to sense anything but pleasure. "Shh, Shh. I know bunny, you're alright." He's barely audible in your ears and the vibration of his voice bring that heat to an all time high. And a final lick of your clit made you unravel.

He helped you along your way down your high. Your legs shaked and your hands griped rough in his hair all while you groan, drawing out your moans while screwing your eyes closed. It was the most pleasure you've ever felt in your entire life. In your head your mind was repeatedly thanking Bowser for this impressive pleasure he caused you, but your mouth felt like cotton. Horse and dumb even. No words escaped passed your lips as you try.

Bowser found this even more comical then they way you were chanting his name over and over again.

But as your consciousness returns to you, you knew he wasn't done with you and strangely you weren't ready to give out just yet.

He smirks while you finally make eye contact with him, "Thank you." Soft spoken words of gratitude towards the Koopa King. This took Bowser slightly by surprise as no one has ever said thanks for giving them an organism, by your innocentance it made perfect sense. It was adorable even.

You were about to say that you wanted more but he must have read your mind because he lifted himself up again and pulled down his boxer. Setting free his cock, the top swollen and red. Pre-cum pebbling out and leaking down his shaft. Saying he was big was an understatement, you couldn't possibly think he'd in actuality fit inside of you. And once again he must of read your mind, "Oh I'm going to make it fit Princess." He laughs at your expression.

He pumped himself at the sight of you, in your dazed state and the slight plead behind your eyes for him. How you made his heart melt into pudding, he wouldn't say it out loud, but he'd do literally anything for you without a second thought. And he secretly hates that about you.

He's already groaning at the thought of your tight cunt wrapped deliciously around him and he couldn't wait any longer.

He lines himself at your entrenching and waiting hole. You stare up at him, Bowser's face so concentrated. Wth what exactly, you didn't know nor care, all you cared for was him actually fucking you. You wanted this man to take you to places you've never experienced and you knew he could make you feel things you'll never feel again. You were about to whine out for him to make a move, but he provided exactly what you needed.

You choked on the moan that threatened to slip past your lips. The intense pain of just his tip made tears prick on your eyes. You shut your eyes once again, trying to ground yourself and muster up some strength.

Meanwhile, he's slowly pushing himself further in your tight cunt. It was better than anything he's felt in his entire life. And if it felt like this everytime you'd have sex, he wasn't going to allow you to be with anyone but him. He watches as your small hands grip on the bedding and crunch roughly. He knew this had to be painful for you and he knew he had to take his time with you. But you were making it so much more difficult with the mewls you're making and the huffing and puffing.

It was painful, yes, but there was this dull sense of that same pleasure when he was eating you. That unfamiliar warmth that felt like a fire beginning to build. Bowser felt that as you squeezed his cock.

All of this made you think of the dream you had this morning, everything coming back to you like a boomerang. And the mental image of his hand around your throat to choke you came back and thinking of it made you gush. At this point in time your dignity was thrown out the window, there was no point to try to achieve it back. "Please-please put your hand around my throat." This statement itself completely went to Bowser's dick, slowly pushing deeper in your cunt. "Awe look how cute that is, asking so politely with your pleases." He faux mocks. Causing you to whine in anticipation. "And here I thought you were all so innocent." He laughed this time, embarrassment for your request was evident with the shades of reds on your cheeks and how you faced away from him. But he wasn't done with these teasing.

His head dipping close to your ear, all while his hand was ghosting your neck. "Was this what you dreamt about this morning? Me choking you while I fucked you?" Your eyes widen and air cut short. He saw you this morning having that sex dream?

How mortified you felt was an understatement, yet he actually laughed out loud at the look of shock you gave him. His deep and sultry voice looms over your frame, over your mind. His voice whispers sweet nothing in your ear. This was exactly what you've dreamt of, there was no possible way this wasn't another dream.

Your hands let go of your sheets and reach upwards to Bowser's large arm, the same arm that had his hand around your throat. His hand tightens around your throat to cut off a slight bit of oxygen, making your eyes roll in the back of your head. And that heat was about to burst at any moment by this action. Bowser saw that you were about to come again and chuckled at how easy you were. It was almost too easy to have his way with you.

Your legs begin to shake and your moans are messy with his name. Your fingers gripping so harshly on his arm that it almost hurt. Your breathing is heavy once again and it is all becoming so much more intense as before. Tears slowly start shedding down your puffy redden cheeks, you could barely comprehend that you were crying from the pleasure. But Bowser found this laughable, "That's it bunny, cry for me." He snickers while lowering his body closer to yours. His face inches above yours and at his present you crack open your eyes. Only to meet with his tongue lapping up your salty tears.

You sob at the high that seemed to hit you like a superstar. Chanting out his name with sin. Tears spilling down all while your body thrusts in his grip, your vision becoming blurred. Maybe it was the combination of lack of oxygen and a mind blowing orgasm, you felt on the brink of passing out. Bowser quickly understood and let go on his grip on your throat. You quickly gasp for air. "Come back to me Princess, can't have you pass out just yet. I'm almost done, you can hold on for a couple of more minutes bunny." He speaks but you hardly understand his words.

In this condition of being fucked out and the overstimulation beginning to shock you was making Bowser reach his high. The way your cunt locked in a squeeze around his cock was enough for him to curse. You were going to be the death of him and he knew that all too well. You couldn't think of anything but Bowser, you mind erased and dumb. Your words are being barely comprehensible, mixed with your whining moans and tears. And Bowser found that absolutely captivating.

It was only a couple more thrust before he gained his high and swiftly pulled out of your aching cunt.

His cum spewing out on your soft stomach, painting a white coat that filled your torso. He grunts and groans, your name laced in as well. Having this sight before you is better than any dream your brain could have made up with your imagination. Yet you still were so tired and on the verge of falling asleep.

You barely felt the shift of his weight as he collapsed beside you. You hum in contempt and scoot closer to his body. A smile forming on his lips, of course you'd be the type of person to cuddle after sex. Your small frame getting taken overpowered by sleep. And before you could fall asleep, Bowser lifted your comforter and wrapped both of you. Your body completely relaxes by his tenderness and you drift off to sleep.

It was only a couple minutes after you falling asleep when he heard the opening of the front door to the castle. The muffled voice of Peach ringing out, "We're back! You better be in your pajamas when I come up there." She yells out unsuspecting and Bowser thought for a moment to run out but glancing down to see your head pressed up to his chest in comfortable sleep, he couldn't dare leave you. Especially because he just took your virginity, you didn't deserve to wake up alone. Along with the image of Peach's face would be undoubtedly hilarious with seeing her little sister with him.

But who was this "we" she was talking about?

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[canaidliafail]

roommates

Abby x f!reader x ellie 🌿 2.1k words

listen idk what demon possessed me but I had to write about a threeway relationship with ellabs in a college AU. Its just random scenes of what it would be like and theres filth so MDI

CW: voyerism I think, jealousy and abby and ellie being unhinged over reader [ like srsl ] , established relationship, mentions of alcohol & dealer ellie. not proof read, will never be. Say a prayer and go ahead and read idk

“In a moment you're getting the shivers

'Cause I know the way you feel

My body gives you chills”

•••

In college, rumors went around fast. Everyone knew that Cindy from chem had relapsed for the third time that year, that Alexander had hooked up with every exchange student, that Abby was probably that richest kid in the entire campus and that Ellie was the hottest lesbian dealer that lived in dormitory B5.

That along with the fact that Abby, Ellie and you were roommates. Manny and Dina had, on different occasions tried to get a hold of you and fill you in on how hot the gossip on the three of you were but it just failed to entertain you enough to listen.

You didn’t give a fuck actually. You were so blissfully content with your reality that you weren’t interested in knowing what everyone else's half assed version sounded like. Your girlfriends though were different. Abby and Ellie had the inseparable dynamic of oil and water. They just did not get along but they did find common sense when it came to you and they had to know what was going on. Blind and deep in love they forgot how they themselves were a prize and considered most people who approached you a threat.

Abby vaguely remembered a rumor when you three first started going out after Jesse's birthday. Ellie was the supplier that night and the girl that came by your dorm to pick up the stuff caught you two making out in the hallway. Ellie was a bit more flustered to be caught like that while you just rolled your eyes as if she was the problem invading your public space and walked inside your room, though back then, the girl assumed you were staying over at Ellie’s place. In the span of a week,the whole art department knew that Ellie allegedly had a girlfriend. That was until someone interrupted the conversation

“Wait, is Ellie's girl the one in sculpture ?You know she has a lot of tattoos and talks with Nora a lot?”

“Yeah her!”

“Well than she has to be cheating on her cause I saw her In Anderson's car the other night and they were like,going at it”

So other than “that girl with tattoos in sculpture major” you were also “The one two timing Ellie and Abby”

Abby didn’t know how much of a hot topic she was. She knew people talked but not about her. She was cooking and ellie was smoking weed on the kitchen counter keeping her company when you barged in your dorm room.

“You have to hear this” You said excitedly and tossed your bag on the couch and your shoes all over the hallway which Abby being a clean freak knew would have to organize by herself later that evening. You run up to them in the kitchen and Ellie out of habit spread her legs to let you in her space for a kiss. Which you didn’t really give but instead you took her blunt and took one long good puff.

“So I was talking with my friends and apparently there’s this rumor going around that I am cheating on Ellie williams with Abby anderson”

Abby stilled her hand while working with the pan and the stir fry food and she turned to look at Ellie the same moment that she did. They came to a silent agreement to solve this issue which you found quite embarrassing to think over in the first place. You couldn’t take problems like these seriously and hell, who doesn’t have people talking shit behind their back ?

“Oh c'mon don’t tell me you are mad” You whined and abby turned around to cup your cheek,gently caressing you

“Doesn’t it bother you? That they are doing this?”

“It would but thats so much effort and like…oh my fucking god who caresssss” You drew out and left to go rest on the couch.

“Can’t you two just… make out the next time you are on campus or something ? That will solve things or whatever”

And they did. Not because you told them to, but at some point abby had to help Ellie’s scrawny ass carry some fresh wood planks to her working space in class to build a new canvas and before they parted ways she did kiss her on the lips, hard and long and then she left to attend her own lectures. The rumors didn’t die but people had a rough idea of what was going on now.

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Abby loved eating you out continuously and tirelessly. She would come to a pussydrunk state where she would lazily lap up at your pussy like she was starving and despite wanting to take the reins and be more commanding,her skill rendered you weak and helpless and a moaning mess, and when you were voiceless from the pleasure your soft sighs did the job for her. And that's when usually Ellie would come strapped up and take you right after Abby was finished devouring your puffy cunt.

Abby unbuckled her belt with a heavy clank once the metal clasp snapped open that signified it was your turn to please which had you licking your lips eager to taste her. Ellie pushed you on all fours and slapped your thighs as indication to spread them apart and got into position behind you admiring your ass for a good few seconds while Abby sat in front of you, legs spread and a cigarette in hand taunting you to go ahead.

You usually took your time,biting her freckled thighs and leaving a path of bruising bitemarks which had her groan in fake protest most of the time. You pressed your palms flat against her legs and moved your head closer to her cunt,your nose buried in the trimmed blonde hair as you licked a flat thick stripe that had Abby flinch in pleasure. Ellie took her moment to slowly slide in her new thick strap toy in you

“Abby prepared you so well for my cock, fuck look at it just sliding in”

Abby was loud, Ellie was vocal, and you loved the combination of the two in bed.

Abby would hold your hair up,a string of praises falling from her lips and ellie would lean in leaving kisses on your back as she thrusted her hips in a pace that fastened every minute enjoying how well you took her every time.

__________

You rarely left the apartment alone since your schedules matched with one of your girlfriends. However on the sparse occasion that you did, you always found yourself in trouble.

You stepped out of the room and were busy locking the door when you heard a girl behind you scoff. You turned to look at the unpleasant figure who hoarded the space and you smirked

“Can I help you?”

“Yeah how about you keep it down at night?”

She snapped, aiming to shame you. She wasn’t wrong. Last night was something else. When you and Abby dominated Ellie at the same time it usually ended up in the rest of the dormitory having a poor night. It was a bit homophobic in your opinion to only target you when there was Manny, one floor above you being just as rowdy with his girlfriend.

You smiled and leaned against the wall effectively walking into her personal space. She froze on the spot and looked up at you. You weren’t tall but you were tall enough to use it to your advantage at times like these

“Aren’t you the girl who tried to get into Ellies pants on Jesse's birthday?”

She frowned and quirked her mouth in disgust

“You are so delusional”

You looked into her eyes,down to her lips and then slowly fixed a crooked fold on her shoulder pads from her shirt

“Am I though? You pathetic cunt, if you came for a fight at least follow through” She tensed,lost and unsure on how to handle this situation when Abby walked out of the door and yanked you away from the girl like a wet cat, holding your arm in a way that it made it look like she only tried to get a hold of your backpack to slide it on her own shoulders. To you, it was a warning, to the stranger it seemed like a gesture of affection.

“Wait for me in my car. I'll drive you” she said and passed you her keys. You left, unbothered and entertained enough for the rest of the day. Abby however glared at the girl and stalked over, towering over her like a hawk in a much more aggressive manner than you did and she seemed to shrink in on herself

“If you talk to her again I'll make sure you end up on the streets. If you insult her, you might even have to retake the exams for a different college” she barked and left.

You were in Abby’s car and had turned the heater on and were already looking at what song to put on from the speakers. She sat on the driver's seat and grabbed your phone

“Hey!”

“What the fuck was that” she growled and you rolled your eyes and leaned your head against the window

“I don’t get why you take everything so personally” You whispered and she carefully put a hand on your shoulder to get your attention. You turned your head and she pulled you in for a kiss, her hand on the nape of your neck. She lingered there to keep you close and rubbed her thumb in a straight line against your spine,the soft gesture contradicting her stern tone

“You need to learn to apologize. That attitude was completely unprovoked”

“Didn’t you hear what she said?”

“I did and I expected you to handle it better than that”

You looked at each other and eventually you agreed and let out a small and curt sorry to show remorse which she half accepted as a first step to changing your actions. Abby, no matter how in the wrong you were, would always have your back in public and would only scold you when she knew you had privacy and were alone and that was something you loved about her.

You smiled and wrapped your arms around her neck and went to kiss her before moving down to her neck to leave new bitemarks near Ellie’s

“You are insatiable”

“You are hot when you are mad at me babygirl '' You teased and watched as Abby's cheeks took a new shade of pink.

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Abby and Ellie weren’t exactly opposite forces but they did not blend either, So when you had walked in on them making out on the couch with Abby on top of Ellie you had to take a photo silently stalking in from the corridor. You loved watching them please each other. There weren’t many times that you caught them in the midst of it but when you did you did everything within your power to stay silent and just enjoy the view. That was until your phone betrayed you with the shallow “click” that hinted at a photo being taken.

Abby pulled away first,lips a new hue of red trying to steady herself on the armrest while ellie took a moment to fix her tousled short hair.She looked at you and you never thought doe eyes could look so menacing and mischievous .

“Enjoying the show?”

You walked in and stood in front of the couch, arms crossed as you leaned against the wall

“Absolutely. Go on”

Ellie pulled abby back in for another kiss clearly to horny to entertain this conversation and sucked on her lower lip in need. She followed Ellie’s lead and pushed her lower on the cushions of the sofa moaning into the kiss. Ellie was a good kisser and she knew it, and just imagining how good abby felt had you sitting on the sofa across the couch and spreading your legs to make yourself comfortable knowing you would soon have to slide your hand in your pants to release the building tension in your stomach.

___________

Ellie and Abby got along as roommates but not as people. Ellie kept to herself and in their shared space which was the living room she only had a tray with her smoking gear and a bag of weed but otherwise she didn’t cram the space with any other items. Abby liked plants and Ellie found them to be a decent choice for decor and that was that. Dormitory B5 was known for having nicer and more spacious rooms. Abby was rich and Ellie’s side hustle made her comfortable enough. In the first two years of them living together they talked occasionally and they knew each other's friend group. They did bond once over their shitty ex’s and Abby appreciated Ellie’s seriousness when she came out to her confused and convinced that she was perhaps a lesbian. That was it though. In the second semester of their second year however you moved in. Abby told Ellie that if they didn’t like their new roommate she could easily pull a few strings to have you out but that was thrown out of the window once they saw you.

You took up all of their space, You had pottery items in Abby’s room when you wanted to show her something and eventually forget them there, and you had left your makeup on Ellies desk because you often sat there since, in your words “The sun coming from your window is so much better than mine”

The living room now was full of posters and you insisted on having to spend time together at least on Saturdays. You were comfortable and your comfort made them relax as well. Ellie of course knew what it was. She wanted you and she was head over heels for you and all of that was sealed when she came to your apartment after a shitty 3 hour art history lecture to find you making dinner for everyone. You also had a gift for her

“Remember how you told me about that comic ? So funny story, my friend actually was getting rid of his collection since he is moving out and I asked him to give them to me so here you go”

Ellie actually cried that night, moved by your gesture and when she saw you now all she heard in her mind was “wife wife wife”

But Ellie wasn’t the only one. Abby had magically shifted her entire schedule in a way that whenever you had a free day she had one as well and she would be in the apartment with you.

Abby had never felt lust like this before. If she couldn’t own the wind she wanted to at least tame it and dance with it for a while.

The two of them talked and somehow came to a mutual understanding that if you were to choose either of them they would be peaceful about it. Another silent agreement that they took however was to make sure you would end up with either of them and not someone else.

The first time it happened, all three of you were drunk out of your minds blasting music from the speakers and played a raunchy card game that Abby didn’t even remember if it existed in the first place. One thing led to another and suddenly you found yourself in your underwear only, fondling Ellies chest while nibbling on her neck and Abby pressed against your back, her hand under your panties fingering you while whispering sweet nothings in your ear.

Just like you moving in and settling into their lives, a relationship between the three of you occurred just as naturally since you felt like the missing link that they needed to connect.

————-

Ellie was unhinged and she was aware of it and it was one of the things that she didn’t care to fix. not when Abby was a jock who flaunted her wealth and threatened with it and certainly not when she saw how aroused you were every time she brought her butterfly knife in the bedroom.

However she also knew that sometimes she took it too far.

She once overheard a guy in your major fawn over you in the most grotesque way, salivating over the fact that you wore a dress that accentuated your ass in all the right ways, and the low v front cut of the top showed your sternum tattoos in a “provocative way”

Ellie was no better than a man because she had noticed all those things herself which was why she ate you out in the elevator that morning and caused the entire building to believe that it was out of service for 36 minutes. However when Ellie thought of that it was different. So she leaned against the door and played with her knife, carrying them around campus under the excuse that she needed them to sharpen her coals for her artworks, even though she carried them for very different situations that she wasn’t shamed to admit that she made use of. She didn’t say anything but when they noticed her staring they did turn around to face her the same time that you were ready to leave. You walked up to her oblivious to the tension around her and went in for a small greeting peck that she turned into a french kiss with her hands on your ass pulling you closer. She lifted one hand to cradle your head and looked at the guy across the hall challenging him to continue his fruitless attempts to hit on you to which he just frowned and looked away confused and in disgust.

That night, when you were blissfully asleep on Abby’s chest she mentioned what happened to her in a tone that indicated that she planned on handling it herself. Ellie knew though, that if word of a situation like that reached Abby’s ears the guys would probably either end up kicked out of campus at best, hospitalised at worst.

••••

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[jamjaemin]

Better in person j.lee - teaser

pairings: idol model! Jeno lee x photographer! reader + mention of your friend photographer! Jaemin, idol model! Chenle (Jeno’s friend)

word count: 6.3k

warnings: mdi+18, penetrative sex, rough sex, use of pet names, pussy eating, creampies, edging, spanking, different sex positions, love bites, breeding kink, dirty talk, usage of master.

summary: the two handsome idols and models meet the famous photographer for a cover shoot. What happens when you catch Jeno’s eye?

The constant flash of cameras, the constant stress and rush of deadlines, and the constant presence of models and unreal people.

You were used to this constant experience of being a photographer for one of the most popular magazines in Korea. Being one of the most desirable photographers in Korea, due to your work for the magazine. With this, you were given the opportunity to work with several respected celebrities.

Along with that though, you were quite popular yourself and not for just photography. More specifically your looks. Many idols claimed they had a hard time focusing on the shoot when their photographer was so attractive. You always blushed or laughed away at their comments, trying to stay professional. But with all the glamorous people you worked with daily, sometimes that task became quite difficult. Especially the males.

Today, you sat in your photography studio all by yourself. There were no specific clients for the day, and the studio was empty. But you still decided to go to the studio today for some fun. You had a personal concept for a shoot and decided to do it today. It wasn’t your usual type of shoot but, you couldn’t help but be drawn to a different style.

Faint music played throughout the studio, setting the mood for the studio. The dim color of cool-toned lights filled the studio. Prop tables are set with several glimmering and colorful items. Along with several cameras set up at different angles. The array of makeup and hair products spread across the table.

You had everything set up, but for the specific plan you had this wouldn’t work out. You needed several angles for the shoot, but some of them couldn’t be done by a simple tripod or stand. You had to call up one of your photographer friends to assist you in this shoot. After much begging and pleading you finally got him to agree with you.

In the meantime, you had started getting ready for the shoot. Preparing with slicked hair, the swish of stray hairs, and accents of pearls and jewels. Lightly dewy makeup with several highlights and sparkles. All the details were perfect, making you look almost like a siren.

Perfectly on time, your friend arrived at your studio. Na Jaemin is also a very famous photographer that worked with you almost everyday, he was a bit surprised at your appearance but was enticed by the concept you proposed. Even mentioning some effects you could use. Such as water, the effect of a fan blowing...

The shoot continued perfectly, with many great photos coming out. Even if the floor was soaking wet with water. The studio was practically flooded, but it was worth it. Not to mention your friend, hyping you up behind the camera.

“ Yes, seduce me with your looks girl! “

"just like that, that's it!" jaemin said with his lazy deep tone taking so many photos.

All of his comments make you laugh or crack a smile. The shoot was full of playfulness and fantasy. You missed having fun shoots like these, and not just serious modeling shoots. Although through the fun, one of your managers stepped in.

“ Hey, whenever you can, wrap this up. Y/N is needed for a shoot in studio 3 “

I'll upload the full fic tomorrow or the day after, if anyone want to be tagged tell me don't be shy bye!♡

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[guccipussay]

Silco’s number 2 is a regular they say….

[full post. here ]

#arcane #arcane fanart #sevika #sevika x reader #sevika x you #arcane sevika #mdi

[allicat0]

Tell me you need me

♡ summary: its been a month of fighting against the first order, Poe misses you and needs to let go of some built up tension.

♡ content: MDNI!, afab reader, smut, domination, praise, degradation, making out, rough sex, oral sex, penetrative sex, big dick, dominant Poe, submissive reader.

A/N: I’ve been obsessing over Dameron lately and needed to write some good smut

Being ranked top pilot in the starfighters is a big responsibility, though it’s also the cause of his large ego. Many would say Poe thinks too highly of himself, cocky, arrogant, and that one day he was going to be knocked off his pedestal, but he worked for that position, the title commander doesn’t come without effort. The split second decisions that he was forced to make in the midst of battle weren’t easy and most of the time crucial, for not just him, but for the rest of his squad, and for the resistance. Stress came with the job, it was inevitable, though this month was like no other, frustration was high and patience was low. No breaks, no relaxation, having no room to let go of all of this built up irritation and decompress, but also no time to release himself in others. . pleasures.

This last month, Poe has wanted nothing more than to pump a large load onto his fellow pilot’s face. He couldn’t get his mind off of her, not after the last time. The way she looked up at him. .god his mind couldn't shake the thought. Her pure eyes looking up at him through her lashes as she rested down on her knees for him, and only him. The moment his squadron arrived back from their expedition, his check in with Leia was brief as he was determined to get back to his cordors, to finally get a moment to himself.

You were thrilled to hear that the Black squadron was back from their expedition, it's been awhile since they’ve been home and you were eager to see Poe once again. It didn’t take long until you arrived outside of Poe’s room, you hesitated. Your hand stopped right before you placed a knock on his door. What was stopping you? What was making you so nervous? It hasn’t been that long since you saw him, so what was making you so anxious? As you were about to knock, the door slid open, your eyes met him almost instantly. You watched as he swallowed the lump in his throat.

“Dameron?” His name leaving your mouth caused him to clench his jaw, the way you said his name, it drove him utterly insane. Even if there was no sexual intent behind it, it made the hairs on his arms stick up. Poe was quick to grip your arm, dragging you inside his room, hearing as the door to his room closed behind you, it left the two of you alone with each other's company.

There was silence for a moment, the only thing you could hear was the sound of your heart thumping against your chest. You found your eyes staring down by his feet rather than his eyes, not bringing yourself to look up at him. You could feel him looking down at you, his eyes were drilling into the top of your skull. As he lets go of your arm, his hand slowly makes its way up, pushing your hair behind your ear, allowing your face to be more visible for him. “Why won’t you look at me?” Poe let out in a soft whisper.

Your breath hitched, not a single word in reply to his question. Poe placed his index finger under your chin lifting your head up to look into his eyes directly. “Darling, please look at me.” he pleaded to you. Your eyes finally lock with his and a smug smirk spread across his face. Poe leaned close to your ear, and began kissing along your jaw. “This last month” he inhaled deeply “has been so . . fucking hard, being away from you.” his kisses starting to trail along your neck.

“Dameron i-” he quickly cut you off “don’t say my name like that darling or I won't be able to stop myself” His breath was hot against your skin, sending a chill against your spine. “Don't,” You said bluntly. Poe pulled his face away from the crook of your neck, his eyebrows furrowed together in confusion. “Don’t stop.” You said looking up at him, giving him those eyes. . the eyes he couldn’t say no to, the eyes that got him here in the first place.

There was a pause for a moment, the two of you collecting your thoughts, before he finally leaned down pressing his lips against yours. His hands entangle through your hair holding your head in place. You let out a soft moan against his mouth from the sudden impact, kissing him back, wrapping your arms around his neck. It doesn’t last long before his tongue slips through the seam of your lips, tongues swirling with one another before he sucks on yours, parting away from you. Poe’s hands release your hair and travel down your sides halting at your hips pulling you closer. Lips smashing with one another once more. It wasn’t something you could explain but his touch was addicting and you couldn’t get enough. He was your own personal drug.

You break free of the kiss, a trail of saliva breaking at your departure, leaving the two of you to catch your breath in the process. Poe was eager, he wanted more, he didn’t want it to end. Moving into another kiss his lips stop before yours, lips brushing against each other. “Tell me you need me. .” Poe pleaded softly to you. “Tell me that you need me. . and I’ll be yours. .” His words sunk deep into your core, causing you to bite the bottom of your lip giving it a second thought. You wanted him, there was no denying these feelings. You wanted him and him alone. You nod your head answering his pleas, but he was unsatisfied and shook his head “ No baby, I need you to use your words.”

Pausing for just a moment, you work up the courage to give in to your desires “I need you ” You say “need me to what?” He retaliates quickly. “To touch me.” That's all he needed to hear, and in one swift motion he dragged you over to his cot, hands still placed against your hips. He pulls at the bottom of your tank top signalling you do put your arms up and that you did. Poe pulled your tank top over your head exposing your bare chest, your nipples stiffen from the cold brushing against them. He quickly guides you onto his cot, using your elbows to keep upright.

The sensation of Poe’s hot mouth latching onto your breast before running his tongue against your nipple sends a shiver down your spine. He was gentle with your breast switching between the two giving both sides the attention they deserved. His lips travelled, kissing each breast before slowly trailing down your stomach stopping just at the hem of your pants. Poe’s two index fingers come up and latch onto your pants pulling them down and off, leaving you in just your panties. He was quick to dip his head in between your legs, planting gentle kisses on the inners of your thighs, feeling his beard pricking against your soft skin, causing you to grow impatient. “Stop teasing me” You let out a whine. Poe look’s up at you from in between your legs with a smirk “I'm not teasing, you’re just impatient” You could feel how wet you were growing by the minute, his touch was enough to make you weep. His fingers come up to your core running them gently against the wet fabric of your panties. “I’ve barely even touched you and yet you're so wet for me” You could hear his shit eating grin in his words.

Within a split second he pulled off your panties and quickly dived back in between your legs planting a kiss against your wet pussy, sending a shiver down your spine. A whine escapes your throat as Poe’s tongue begins to suck on your clit, lapping his tongue over it in the process. His hands hooked onto the unders of your knees holding your legs up and open, so you were unable to close them in the process. Your hands reach down and entangle with his hair, holding his head in place. He knew what he was doing, and it showed. The amount of pleasure that was rushing through your body was indescribable. You bite down on your bottom lip trying your best to muffle your moans in the process, causing Poe to pull away. “Let me hear your moans baby” He said, letting his lips hover over your pussy, his hot breath causing your body to slightly jerk. “Let them hear how amazing I’m making you feel” He loved seeing the way you squirmed to his touch.

Your hands reach up to the pillow your head is resting on and gripping it tight as Poe continues to eat you out, You feel your high growing, you’re gaining closer to the edge. To your release. Poe doesn’t stop, he keeps messily fucking you with his tongue, feeling as you’re growing closer to cumming.

“Ah -fuck,” You moan out before the built up knot in your stomach finally releases onto his tongue, but he doesn’t stop, he keeps going, your eyes widen as he continues to eat you out through your orgasm. His hand leaves your knees, inserting two of his fingers into your slick pussy, pumping into you slowly, unmatching the rhythm of his tongue. The sensation is causing your legs to shake, as you were already chasing your next orgasm, the second one closer then the first. “Come on pretty girl, cum on my fingers. .” Poe said, guiding you. He knew the right spots to push you over the edge, your orgasm was creeping up closer by the second and before you knew it you were cumming for him once again, your pussy clamping down on his fingers. “That’s my girl” Poe said while pulling his fingers out of you, licking the sear wet slick of your cum off his fingers.

Your head moves to look down at him but he’s already right there, face inches from yours, his movements were alway so quick, or maybe your mind was moving so slow, you could no longer tell. The tips of his index and ring finger slip past your lips placing them on top of your tongue making you taste yourself on his fingers. Your lips wrap around his fingers and slowly suck the last of your juices off of him. Your hands began to wander, palming him through his pants, he was already so stiff the brush of your hand over his cock was enough to make him groan. “Do you see how crazy you make me?” Poe said, watching as your hand trails against him.

He was quick to get up and off the cot, leaving you there, repositioning yourself onto your knees. You watched as he pulled his shirt up and over his head, following through by unbuckling his belt, tugging his pants and boxers down in the process, revealing his large thick and swollen cock. Reaching out and taking it in your hand, your tongue dragging itself across the slit of his sensitive tip before you swirl it around the head, sending a shiver down his spine. Your lips hallow over the head of his cock, tongue placed at the base slowly moving your head back and forth. “Fuck thats it” Poe groaned under his breath looking down at you as his hand entangles through your hair, guiding your head, bobbing it faster.

You pull your head back to catch a breath releasing his cock from your mouth, saliva running down your chin. Poe couldn’t get over the sight, seeing you like this was his favourite thing in the world. His hand cupped your cheek caressing his thumb softly against your skin. He looked in thought, what was he thinking? “Dameron?” You let out almost in a light whisper, his breath hitched, pushing you down on your back once again, he didn’t even respond, not a single word. Poe positioned your legs around his torso and lined the tip of his cock at your entrance.

It all happened so quick you weren’t sure how to react, his hands placed on your hips, pushing himself into you, you gasped at his cock stretching you out, sinking deeper into you. Poe didn’t wait for adjustment; he was impatient and couldn’t wait any longer. Your hands placed at his torso, pushing him away so he would calm down, he pulled back slightly just so he could pound back into you ignoring your attempt. Your face contorted into pure pleasure letting out a loud moan.

“Holy. Fuck Dameron! W-wait!” You called out to him. Poe’s grip tightened on your hips and picked up the pace, repeatedly slamming himself into you. “Shitt you feel so good, pretty girl” Poe groaned through the back of his throat. His hands place themselves on the back of your knees pushing them up to your head “You’re taking me so well.” He let out once more.

You couldn’t process words, your mind was fog, eyes rolling to the back of your head as he pumped into you. You were already sensitive enough from the last two orgasm’s that you could feel another one coming around the corner. The sound of your combined moans and slapping skin filled the room. Your eyes locked on his, watching his chain swing with the rhythm of your thrusts. This was like no other. His free hand went down to your pussy once again, his thumb teasing your clit, as he continued to pump into you. He felt as you began to clamp down on him, a smug look growing on his face once more. “Are you gonna cum?” you frequently nodded your head, words barley coming to you. “Yes, fuck.” You just barely make out. “Then beg.” Poe said with a stern voice, causing your eyebrows to furrow, was he serious? “Beg me, to let you cum.” He said once more clarifying your questions. “Mm please, please let me cum” you plead out to him. His breathing is becoming as heavy and hitched as your own, was he trying to cum with you? “Please Dameron, I wanna cum so bad” You moaned out once more. You could see his jaw clench he was breaking, his thrust were becoming sloppy and out of rhythm, he was just as close as you were. “Fuck, your pussy’s clenching on me so tight” you could feel the knot in your stomach grow. “agh, I don’t- Ah fuck I’m gonna cum.” You cry out to him “that’s it baby. Cum for me” Your legs fall and wrap around his waist, as you cum on his cock, your legs shake once again, as you run your hands through his hair, tugging on it slightly. You moans were like sympathy to his ears. Poe thrusted into you one last time cummimg, his cum filling you up. The two of you were breathless, chest rising and falling trying your best to catch your breath.

Poe leaned down and placed one soft kiss against your lips, It was more than just a kiss; it was a proclamation of love, a silent promise of everything they had ever dreamed of. Time stood still as you lost yourself in the intoxicating passion of each other's embrace, the moment etched into your minds. Pulling away not long after he looked into your eyes. . just for a moment, gathering his thoughts. A gentle smile played on your lips, a reflection of the tenderness in your heart. He brushed a strand of hair from your face, his touch feather-light yet filled with a depth of emotion that words could never capture. The two of you didn't need to speak; the silence between you was enough. “I want nothing more than to be the reason you smile,” Poe said to you in a light whisper.

@allicat0 signing off

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[silcodependent]

Sway Chapter 5

Silco x Fem!Reader

2.1k words-NSFW, Explicit, MDNI (18+ ONLY) Warnings: Suggestive touching, Semi-public touching, Oral sex (F receiving), Vaginal fingering, Teasing, Edging, Light BDSM Vibes.

You lied. But it was an obvious lie, surely. There can be no real harm in a lie so obvious.

At least that’s what you told yourself as you tossed and turned in bed for what had to be the hundredth time this evening. 

The night came back to you in flashes now that the whiskey had worn off and while there wasn’t a single moment you didn’t remember, some took to haunting your sleep more than others.

The lights, his silhouette, the look on his face as you straddled him, the movement of the muscles in his neck as he swallowed the whiskey you had so graciously given him from your lips, the undeniable hard heat beneath you that had you squirming in your sheets at the simple recollection of it all.

It was no use. The cool fabric of the pillow pressed against your face as you let an aggravated huff.

Everytime you closed your eyes, you saw his staring back at you. That mismatched gaze that held you transfixed and struck something within you so deep that there was no telling where this would go. Eyes of fire and water, so suitable for a man equal parts cold calculation and hot passion. The last part was a bit of a guess but he sure knew how to bring it out of others.

What was he after? His last words to you rung in mind

“Is that so? Well, then I suppose there is only the small matter of your rule. We wouldn’t want you to break your own rule, now would we?”

That voice. Your legs pressed together at the very thought of it, desperate for any friction you could find. Your fingers retraced where his had been, sliding delicately under your chin.

What did he mean by that? If you had…

Would he have…

“Ugh!” You exclaimed, throwing the pillow across the room.

Of course he would have. That’s the game. One you had perfected. Only it wasn’t supposed to go this far. You weren’t even really sure what this was-- other than utterly ridiculous.

You had danced in front of politicians, princes, and diplomats and had them all eating out of the palm of your hand by the time you were through and had never given them a second thought. What was happening to you?

This is exactly why you have your rules. Don’t get in too deep. Make sure you’re the one holding all the cards. And most importantly, don’t get involved with anyone from the club.

You hadn’t broken that rule but it felt like you had as you feebly fought back thoughts of him in favor of sleep’s respite. 

Your high heel dragging up his leg. The way his body gave an involuntary tremble as you approached the outline of his member through his pants. His long elegant fingers caressing their way up your leg, up your thigh, up…

Your fingers dug into the sheets imagining the possibilities of what those gorgeous hands could do.

And just like that you were back in the club again with his hand trailing it’s way up and down your leg. The rich red velvet of the banquet was a perfect complement to his voice as he whispered low in your ear, “We wouldn’t want you to break your own rule, now would we?”

His warm breath ghosted across your face and you longed for the lips that were only inches away.  

“I wouldn’t dream of it”, you heard yourself say from somewhere distant as through a thick haze. There it was again, that lie. That obvious lie.

“I think you already are.” The amusement in Silco’s tone startled your eyes open again to see that his lips were hovering just above your own, his eyes entirely focused on your mouth as his thumb caressed your jawline sweetly. 

This was the part when you pulled away. But you didn’t pull away. Silco’s lips met yours in a slow tender kiss that caused your heart to race. Those long elegant fingers finding purchase in your hair as your mouths moved together, feeling the heat of his body surrounding you. That heat that transformed tenderness to passion the longer the kiss went on. And oh did it go on. 

Silco had awoken a hunger within you that threatened to consume you with every passing moment. It caused you to writhe under his touch, desperate for more as his fingers raised chill bumps on your legs as they made their way beneath your dressing gown, playfully tracing your panty line.

Pressing your foreheads together, the kiss broke off into small gasps of air and gentle hums as you fought to maintain control over yourself.

The smirk that lined Silco’s lips was somehow even more sultry as he took you in, the perfect picture of desire. He pulled you even closer and whispered into your ear, “I won’t tell anyone, if you won’t.”

He punctuated his offer with a snap of your panty line, causing a small gasp to escape your lips. A sting quickly subdued by his fingers smoothing over your supple skin and you were lost to the sensation and at a complete loss of words.

Silco lifted your chin to look at him, searching your eyes for an answer you couldn’t give. The meer proximity of his fingers to where you needed them most had you pulling your lip through your teeth. 

“I can keep your secret. Unless you’re telling me that you don’t want this,” He raised a curious eyebrow at you as you bit harder into your lip. 

Suddenly you felt his long fingers press past the small fabric barrier of your panties, forcing a sharp inhale into your lungs, “but if that’s true-”,

Silco dipped his fingers into your folds, making you mewl and your back arch from just the slightest contact. “Then why is your cunt dripping wet?”

Your hands were on his chest, fabric balled inside of them as you panted looking into his eyes, desperate for more. You didn’t remember moving or how you could have gotten there but you were too lost to your own desire to care. All you could do was look into those breathtaking eyes and nod. 

The thud of your back on the dressing room door brought you back to reality as Silco placed opened mouth kisses down the column of your neck, finding your pulse point and sucking. You couldn’t help the moan that followed but Silco still found it amusing, if the rumbling vibrations his chuckles sent through your body were any indication. He took his time unbuttoning your dressing gown while he worked his way down your body with little bites and kisses. The sensation of his mouth on your skin was divine. You cursed yourself for even considering denying yourself this kind of pleasure. The heat he sent to your core with each kiss, caress, touch was intoxicating. You simply couldn’t get enough. Something made obvious by your hums and soft moans of appreciation as Silco took his time discovering your body.

Silco’s hand ghosted over your breast as you arched your back into it, desperate for more than his little teases. Desperate for him to touch you like he had out in the club. Your desperation earned you a sharp pinch to your nipple that caused you to cry out until Silco silenced you with his lips on yours.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk. Impatient little thing,” Silco whispered in velvet tones that did nothing to quell your desire as his fingers tenderly attended to your nipple again, soothing the sting he had left only moments again. Hurting and healing with the same breath. 

The moan that followed should have been embarrassing. Would have been embarrassing if you had any scrap of dignity left within you but that was long gone now, slowly undone over the course of the evening by his hypnotizing gaze, the light trace of his fingers on your skin, the irresistible sound of his voice. 

You couldn’t muster an ounce of shame, even as he chuckled at your response to his touch. “My, My--I didn’t expect you to be so needy,” an involuntary whine escaped your lips as his touch retreated from your breast to your chin, forcing you to hold his gaze. You couldn't remember being this worked up in your life but gods he certainly had you right where he wanted you. You were lost in want and all his.

“Could it be that the beautiful burlesque queen hasn’t been touched like this in a terribly long time?” The heat of Silco’s voice on your neck sent chills down your body as he took your earlobe between his teeth, hands trailing down your curves at an agonizingly slow pace.

You nodded and swallowed thickly, forcing any audible reaction into silence with your lip between your teeth.

“Hmmm, that simply won’t do” Silco purred, catching your eyes again, drinking in your desperation and desire as he continued to toy with you.

The anticipation is torture as he places open mouthed kiss down your chest, stopping just before your nipple.

“I like to think that rules are meant to be broken,” The feeling of his lips around your nipple was electric. Lavishing it with the attention of his tongue, the nip of his teeth, and the perfect way your nub fit in between the chip in his teeth as he sucked on your breast, it was nearly enough to make you come undone right there.

The foggy cloud of pleasure you felt under his touch was unlike anything you’d ever experienced. As he squeezed your other breast, rolling your nipple in his fingers you let out heavy sighs of his name, completely lost in him. 

Every sensation with him was amplified as if you were feeling them for the first time. The silk slide of your dressing gown down your arms and onto the floor. The cool chill of your body fully exposed. The firm grip of Silco’s perfect hands on your waist as he lifted you on to him. The unmistakable hard heat underneath you that you longed for as he carried you across the room and set you down on the counter.

The soft light of the vanity gave Silco a dream-like aura and you reached for him, tracing the lines of his cheek gingerly as though committing them to memory.  There was a tenderness in his eyes that would have been out of place only a moment earlier but somehow made him even more irresistible. He kissed you, slow and gentle and reassuring before hooking his fingers around your panties and pulling them off in one fluid motion. 

Silco’s fingers caressed the inside of your thigh, granting your every wish from earlier in the evening. His lips follow teasingly slowly behind, making you pant and sigh for more. He spread you open to him and you couldn’t help but blush noticing your arousal oozing onto the countertop. His eyes lock with yours as he reaches between your legs collecting some of your arousal from the counter on his fingers and brings them to his lips, lewdly dragging them across his tongue.

“Even sweeter than I imagined. Let me have another taste.”

You were speechless and transfixed as his head settled between your legs, sucking gently at the most tender flesh in your inner thigh. You felt as though you had dissolved into nothing but a miserable puddle of want and desire, thoroughly cock dumb before he had even touched you properly. Overwhelmed by the unbearable pleasure of it all.

The heat of his soft breath on your cunt pulled you out of your reverie just in time to watch his tongue lick a long stripe from back to front of your dripping pussy. A sharp gasp escaped your lungs and it took all your effort to resist closing your legs around his head. Even his laughter felt like bliss against you as it sent delightful vibrations through your body. Silco licks another stripe, then another until you're whining for more. You know he’s toying with you but you are helpless against such plots, especially with where his tongue is situated. 

Then his tongue slowly circles your clit igniting a deeper pleasure within you, one you're begging he won’t cut short for the sake of his own little game. But he doesn’t, instead he begins to suck on your delicate nub with purpose, eyes fixed on you as the pleasure within you approaches white hot. If the trembling of your legs didn’t give you away, then it would have been the arch of your back, or the volume of your moans as you practically begged for more, or the way you bit your lip so hard it nearly drew blood as your face twisted in pleasure; you were close.

With a pop he pulled off of your clit forcing you to cry out from the loss of contact.

“Hush darling, you wouldn’t want everyone out there to hear how needy you are,” Silco spoke in a low rumble, as he quelled your desperation replacing his tongue with those long elegant fingers of his moving through your folds, stroking your clit in a way that had you panting all over again.

“You wouldn’t want them to think that just anyone could have you like this.”

You shook your head and pressed your lips together to stifle your moans but it was impossible with the way he was touching you. Twisting that coil inside of you ever tighter with that nonchalance that made the highs he raised you to seem effortless. Even through your lust fueled haze you longed to see a crack in that perfect facade. 

“Hmmm? What was that?” Silco’s words pulled you out of the sensations you were lost to, though you were hardly able to comprehend them.

“Use your words, darling,” he cooed sweetly in complete contrast to the two fingers he pushed past your entrance with force to punctuate his point. 

The moan that followed was lewd but it fully illuminated the need in his features. You didn’t know how bad you needed that, that look in his mismatched eyes, that desire, that hunger--for you. Your desire for him was obvious and clearly he enjoyed toying with you, but to see your same hunger reflected back at you, such a departure from that cool composure he wore so well drove you even higher. 

It was a miracle you had a voice at all with the way he had been keeping you, but you forced out the words nonetheless.

“N-No! Never. Just you. Only you-u.”

Silco’s fingers curled inside you making you see stars sending your own fingers scrambling for any purchase they could find.

“Mmhmm, exactly,” Silco hummed in approval. “Now, should I let you cum like this, or should I watch the faces you make as you cum on my cock?”

The mere mention of his cock was enough to send a jerk through every muscle in your body. Something Silco immediately picked up adding another finger to create the most wonderful stretch. 

“Do you need another reminder about using your words, darling?” he said with a particularly harsh thrust of his fingers that made your eyes roll back in your head. Even his harshness was bliss somehow. 

“Both!” You exclaimed between pants, his fingers rocking you ever closer to your edge. This earned you a chuckle but he didn’t stop. Simply pulled you close, moving the blade of his nose along your neck as he drank you in.

“Impatient, needy and greedy--tsk, tsk,” He spoke against your skin. “Usually I don’t indulge greedy little whores--”

The soft pressure of his thumb against your clit while he pumped his fingers inside you caused you to dig your nails into his shoulder, nearly sending you over the edge.

“But since you broke your rules for me, I’m willing to make an exception.” Silco’s voice was a hiss in your ear as you clung to him, completely lost in sensation. After a moment, he prompted you again.

“What do you say when someone’s done something nice for you?” he taunted in smooth tones.

“T-Thank you-” you gasped.

The pressure on your clit melted into tight circles winding the coil inside of you tighter than you could have ever imagined. 

“See, that wasn’t so hard. Now cum for me.” 

The words alone might have been enough to make you cum but as the circles around your clit became more rapid you felt that coil in your core snap with pure ecstasy. Silco’s hands fucked you through your orgasm while he stared in open hunger as the effects of your release washed over your face. The muscles in your cunt gripped his digits so tightly they threatened never to return them, a sensation that Silco relished. His name fell from your lips like a holy chant of gratitude.

“Good girl” He whispered in your ear. You could hear his smile in the succulent notes of his voice. 

Your eyes fluttered shut to a blissful brightness, a gentle relief that felt both lovely and out of place. Your fingers sank into the fabric of Silco’s coat, even softer than you remembered. Gripping the light fabric in your hand you pulled him closer, longing to feel him on your skin. But the heat of his touch was gone. 

You forced your eyes open in confusion only to be greeted by a blinding light that forced you back into the softness beneath you. 

The sun.

Your eyes adjusted to the morning light as you acclimated to your ‘new’ surroundings. Still wrapped in the warmth of your blankets in your bed, visions of your time with Silco in the dressing room seemed far away. But as you shifted in your bed you noticed a cool wetness underneath you. A pool of your own arousal had soaked through your panties, your nightgown, and onto your sheets. You sat up, surrounded by the only evidence of your night time encounter with Silco. The full truth of a desire you would never admit to.

His sultry voice rang through the fogginess of your mind, ‘We wouldn’t want you to break your own rule, now would we?’

You flopped back on the bed in exasperation. 

‘I wouldn’t dream of it.’

What a fucking liar I am. 

Ok!!! Finally *some* action! This is my first time writing smut and I could use all the help I can get! So reach out and let me know your thoughts! *Gulp*

I hope you liked it! Much more to come soon!

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stay grounded pt.6

streamer abby anderson x streamer reader 🌿

5.2 k words of pure filth. Its finally happening. Sorry I was so late with this update but its exam season and I couldn’t focus on writing like… at all. +I was going through the messiest breakup of all times

Its 3.am and its not proof read at all but I do hope it reads well. I promise to correct any mistakes tomorrowCW: filth obviously. Usage of substances such as weed and alcohol,

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As the hours pass, I will let you know that I need to ask before I’m alone

How it feels to rest on your patient lips to eternal bliss

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ABBY’s POV

Abby was violently woken up by another nightmare and the feeling of choking on her own tears. Her eyes were wide open and she searched for your face who was blissfully in deep sleep. She tried to breathe deeply to calm her anxious mind and her racing heart while thanking that she was quiet enough as to not wake you. But she was scared and after one rush of tears passed another seemed to threaten her peace. You stirred in your sleep and nestled closer to her shaking body. She checked and your eyes were still closed but as if by design your arm found her face and pulled it close to your chest. She felt your slim fingers tangle in her unbraided hair and gently massage her scalp.

“Im here”

You whispered and Abby closed her eyes, wrapping her arms around you, finding comfort in the warmth of your embrace. She tried to ask you something to see if you were awake but she got no response. Her mind drifted off for a moment to her dad and his pitiful state that he met her in her dream,however your hands were so perfectly tangled in her hair and the steady pace of your heartbeat resonated with hers and synced allowing her to finally sleep without pain.

She didn’t ask about that night not because she was embarrassed that you perhaps witnessed her in such a pathetic state but because she feared that if she brought any more attention to how tender you were with her she would fall too deep to come back out.

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You woke up struggling to breathe and when you opened your eyes to check your surroundings you quickly realized it was due to Abbys iron grip on you. Her arms were around your waist with her palms flat against your back keeping you close and her face buried in your chest. She seemed to still be deep in the realm of dreams and so you tried to keep yourself busy by appreciating how absolutely fucking bizarre whatever the fuck was this moment.

Abby Anderson cuddling with you with her thigh deep between your legs making it impossible to see this scenario as anything but friendly

In the time that you admired this woman you had of course dreamed of situations like these and many more, one filthier than the other and perhaps you also felt that maybe they could become your reality one day. Thing is, as much of a delusional dreamer and hopeless romantic you considered yourself to be,you still couldn’t believe that this was actually happening.

You closed your eyes and tried to see if by any chance you could telepathically reach June and tell her what was going on but all that happened was that Abby moved and pulled away to look around. You stared at her for a few seconds,the first few concerned that she perhaps had somehow heard your thoughts.

She seemed reluctant to wake up however and dove back in your embrace inhaling deeply and caressing your back in an affectionate and possessive manner that had you leaning in to kiss the top of her head without thinking much of the gesture which positively-made Abby completely fall apart and melt in your arms. You found your tongue glued and dry in your mouth and refused to say something afraid that it would snap you out of a dream. So for another hour you loosely tangled your hand in her hair and would leave soft, feather-like kisses on her forehead which she seemed to crave more and more if her satisfied sighs were anything to go by.

Eventually though you had to give up this heaven to go and drink water because as lovely as the setting was it didn’t erase the fact that you had spent an alcohol filled night which left you dehydrated and feeling like a stale cracker.

“Abs?” You tried and mentally slapped yourself for how boldly you just gave her a nickname

“Mm?” She grumbled but didn’t move. You felt her leg push between your thighs and graze your core which made you whimper against your will. Truthfully, in the midst of how tender the moment you shared was, you hadn’t realized how painfully wet the proximity of the two of you made you.

“I’m gonna drink some water” You said in a hushed tone and she rose with you,her hands lingering up until the moment you were out of reach and then slumped in her lap as she stretched to wake herself up.

You went to the kitchen to drink some water and started going back and forth in the apartment grabbing a fresh change of clothes and taking a morning shower to wash away the drowsiness. Your fingers reach to hold your cheeks as the full gravity of the situation finally hit you. You had kissed and you most certainly just shared something special this morning. What did it even mean?

Did it even mean something?

She seemed close with her friends. It was possible that things like that were common in her friend group or maybe they were common things because this was Abby. You changed into jean shorts and a baggy T and walked out. Neither of you addressed what had occurred before and it made your heart drop dangerously fast.

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On the sixth day of Abbys stay, June was on your couch rolling a joint. After your endless bitching in her DMs about your crush being one sided she called you and aggressively announced

“I’m on my way and I do not come in peace” and hang up. You told Abby that your friends were eager to get to talk to her and she didn't seem to mind so you just let things happen the way they wanted to at this point. So back to the beginning, June was on your couch and she had lighted up the joint passing it to you first. You took a few puffs and watched as she measured Abby down who was visibly tense sitting next to you on the floor, legs crossed and awfully close to your space. You hadn’t bothered dressing yourself up too much wearing your typical baggy low rise jeans with a white wife beater.

“SO ABBY”

“Yeah?!” She said as loud as June had asked

“How’s your stay here ? Cotton doing a good job hosting?”

Abby blushed and smiled “Oh yes for sure its really fun. She has been great” She said and looked at you for a good few minutes which went by unnoticed from you as you were now busy enjoying the taste of weed on your tongue

“Mhmmmm interesting. Learned any cursing words yet?”

“Oh yeah actually the other day Cotton was fighting with someone on the phone and-“

“Oh yeah” you jumped up remembering the situation where you had a whole fight with your delivery guy who lost a parcel you were waiting for and filled June in on the situation. An hour later Rick and Olga arrived with drinks and snacks and you could see Abby grow more comfortable and joke around. You decided to at some point play quiplash on your ps4 and once again was thoroughly entertained by the 4-time streak of having the same responses as abby. You heard June let out a short laugh and you glared at her

“damn you two are meant to be”

and before you had the time to respond Abby wrapped an arm around you and turned to look at her

“Right? Is what I've been thinking”

Your face was boiling in embarrassment and excitement. Unable to contain your energy you abruptly got up

“Hey wanna try a drinking trick?before we continue the game?” And they just stared at you waiting to finish the proposal. You grabbed your phone and looked for a video that would explain the idea and broadcasted the clip on your tv where it showed a girl holding with her teeth the bottom of a tall wine glass. Her friend's chest was pressed against her back and as she leaned back, the other one reached up to drink from the rim. Rick and Olga seemed skeptical and June got up first “Let's do it”

“Alright sick I'll bring the glasses”

You went to the kitchen to grab everything and walked back into the living room.You got into position with June sitting behind you on the floor and poured glitter Fisk which was a drink sweet enough to go down easier when trying this game. Abby’s eyes was on you the entire time as you leaned back and June tried to reach up above your head to drink and while she wasn’t tall enough to manage to drink the entire thing she did take a sip and so you cheered

“Mission failed successfully” added Olga and ended her video recording. You looked behind you at June who seemed beyond excited

“Oh I’m trying this next time we throw a party”

“It’s fun right?!” You said excited and she nodded. Abby cut in by gently taking the glass in her hand

“I wanna try as well”

Your heart accelerated at the suggestion and you looked at her trying to remain playful

“You sure you wanna take the lead?”

“Always” she said and winked at you. Your ears burned and you prayed that your cheeks didn't betray how flustered that gesture made you.

“Alright sit” You both sat on the floor and June took it upon herself to film you two,unbeknownst to you. You pressed your chest against her back and felt chills all over your body at how unnecessarily intimate this felt. She bit the edge of the glass and started to lean back. You held onto her shoulders to push yourself up to reach the other end and slowly started drinking the sour sweet liquid. She pulled away a bit faster than expected and a good chunk of the drink spilled on you which made you yelp in surprise

“Ah shit”

She quickly turned around glass discarded on the table and looked at the stain on your shirt

“Well Damn I just keep making a habit of spilling my drink on-You have tattoos?”

She questioned and you looked down at the transparent spot forming which barely showed the thin outline of one of the two fine line heart tattoos that you had on your chest around your nipples.

“Ah yeah I-anyways Ill go change you keep playing” You suggested and went to your bedroom to find a new shirt. You heard June laugh and whatever she said was cut off by you closing the door of your room.

for about an hour you played while smoking another blunt and Abby leaned on you heavily more relaxed than before. Your mind did circles replaying the wink Abby gave you and how firm her muscles felt under yours arms. You were feeling uncomfortable and your baggy jeans for once felt too tight. Abby however seemed to be completely free of worries, no stress lines creasing her face and blissfully enjoying the night.

“Guys she texted me” rick announced and you closed the game in seconds and all of you shifted your attention to her, Abby curiously trying to get in on the conversation

“So for context I have this crush on this girl from uni”

“ooooh, is she cute?” Abby teased and for some reason her playful demeanor made you excited all over again. It was one thing to see Abby be with you and it was entirely different to see her talk like -a friend-

“Oh yeah she is like-“ And rick blushed and covered her face blushing “She is fucking amazing and she texted me and she wants to hang out tomorrow”

June jumped up from the couch

“Go! fucking go! And confess or I swear to God-“

she said threateningly and you joined in trying to hype her up as she texted back and forth. She closed her phone and giggled thinking of her and Abby, like the little shit that she was, got inspired to tease more

“So what's she like? this girl?”

“She is like- Fuck so um-“ Rick fumbled to find the right words and you could see the mischievous glint in Abbys eyes.

“Just you know, Have you ever liked someone so much that you just, everything they do seems so majestic and so perfect?”

“yeah definitely” she said and you felt a soft twinge in your heart. a small ache that had you realizing that Abby had lived a whole life before meeting you. Should've been obvious but it was easy to forget. you tried to discreetly pull away from her. Your phone pinged and you checked the screen. There was. a message from june. You glanced at her and she silently motioned you to check it

june: she looked at you when she said that. She meant you

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Around 3am everyone was dead and asleep and you and Abby were more alive than ever as she relentlessly poked around to find out about your tattoos which you took full advantage of dragging out the conversation. She was laying on your bed sideways,her body turned to you as you sat with your legs crossed and hands holding your phone as you put music in the background. You put your favorite playlist which you called “cum and go” which consisted of chase Atlantic, mr.kitty and Darci among some other diamonds that gave off the sensual calmness that you liked to enjoy late at night. Junes text gave you the confidence boost that you needed to entertain this fun little challenge that you gave Abby

“Come on, what is it?!” She yelled as loud as she could considering that you two had to whisper

“Fucking guess” You cocked a brow and she smirked

“Is it a shitty design? Is that why you aren’t telling me?”

“You are so perverted, you know that ? Asking me about my chest tattoos”

“Oh please- You are the one who got them there” She counter argued and you chuckled. She eventually sat up on her elbows

“I will find out eventually so might as well fess up to it now” She stated and you rolled your eyes.It took a good few seconds for you to realize what she insinuated

“I don’t like your attitude you know so no I don’t think I will”

“Has anyone ever told you how much of a brat you can be?”

“Brat ? Me?” You faked a pained expression “You are the brat wanting what you can’t have”

“Can’t have?” She said and stalked closer to you making you swallow thickly. You had not realized how easily she had you exactly where she intended to

“Baby I already have you” she whispered and grabbed your chin to pull you in for another hot kiss that had you let out a whimper and then a quiet moan of relief from finally getting the attention you so badly craved from her. You felt her move on top of you, sure of herself and eager to hold you. You bit her lower lip loving its plumpness and she rewarded the gesture with a moan of her own which had you wet instantly. Her hand dug deep into your scalp messing up your hair and the other slid down from your waist to grab your ass boldly. You pressed your body closer to hers giving her silent approval to keep going and she did, kneading at the flesh with her palm. She broke the kiss and looked at you,her eyes glossy and a darker hue you weren’t aware they could take

“You sure about this?” You grabbed her stupid braid frustrated and pulled her back for another kiss which released a heated growl from her

“Fuck me you coward” You barked and she smiled licking her teeth in approval

“Oh you were so worth it” She whispered and kissed you again, your tongues clashing as you tasted each other in passion. Her lips trailed lower as she lapped at your neck and you could feel her leave a tail of bite marks in her passage while she ventured lower down to your collar bones. You flattened your back against the mattress as her hands slid beneath your tshirt and teased at the crevice where your underboob began until she finally cupped one breast and played with your nipple. You bit your lip to stop yourself from releasing another loud moan, still painfully aware that your friends were in your condo having a poor excuse of a door separating you two from them.

She pulled your shirt up and you helped her take it off revealing finally what she deemed as the prize of the night. Her eyes were heavy with lust as her hand was on your sternum observing the two hearts

“Fuck” she moaned at the sight of you which had you blushing and feeling comfortable enough despite how exposed you were. You couldn’t remember the last time any of your ex’s had looked at you with such raw carnal desire the way Abby did.

She lowered her head and started leaving soft kisses on your skin that made your body tingle with desire. She pushed her hips deeper between your legs, your ass on her thighs and your crotch against her clothed abs. She had you caged in her embrace as she took her tip sucking and biting your nipples which rendered you helpless with want and need for more

“Abs” you whispered and she gave you a reassuring hum as she kept adoring your body, taking her time with each spot. You tugged at her shirt which she quickly took off and tossed aside annoyed that she was cut off from her ritual. You had little time to enjoy the sight of her ripped stomach and your eyes landed on her sharp collar bones. Her sports bra did a good job unfortunately at hiding any more of what you so badly wanted to see but despite your whines she seemed intent on having things her way tonight.

She pulled away and her hands lingered at the waistband of your underwear that peaked from your jeans

“Let me know If I should stop now because if we go any-“

“Do it Abby. I want this. I want you” You said breathless and held her cheeks. She gave you another slow sensual kiss as her hands did their magic and got rid of any other piece of clothing that bothered her. She didn't break the kiss right away,letting her fingers feel out the area first, pulling your legs back around her waist once again feeling your thighs and caressing the area dangerously close to your exposed cunt. She smiled in the kiss and you realized that she could probably feel how wet you were considering that you were once again pressed against her abs

“Shut up” You growled and she looked at you with a shit eating grin that would probably haunt your dreams

“I take it as a compliment”

She moved lower until she was facing your pussy and her hands pulled your thighs over her shoulders. She started by kissing and biting around the area, her tongue flat against your thigh not giving you yet the attention where you needed it most

“Goddamn it Abby I-“

“That’s what you get for not telling me about your tats”

“You saw them though”

“Had to work for it. Now it’s your turn” She barked out the command and waited for your to probably start begging which you did not want to. You had never begged and the idea of doing so had you embarrassed, let alone in a foreign language that you already felt didn’t do your voice much justice considering your accent.

“Unless you want us to stop here” She said knowing very well that you absolutely did not want that

“Fuck please just”

She smiled, her lips stretched out and ready. Her eyes went from your face to your chest and down to your cunt and then back to your eyes again

“Please Touch me”

She kept eye contact all the way down until her tongue pressed against your cunt and licked one thick stripe. To your surprise it was her closing her eyes first and letting out a moan enjoying every bit of her endeavor. Oh she loved to please. You followed shortly after your head falling back on the pillows and your hand grabbing her hair in reflex as you bit back another incoming loud moan. Abby took her time devouring you like a starved lynx and the wet noises filling the room could be compared to those of a whore house. You cursed out, Not even remembering which language you started speaking in,lost in pleasure which fueled her passion. She ate you out like in ways that you were unaware was possible,fully French kissing your cunt and her fingers spread your pussy lips apart so that she could fall in deeper. Her tongue found your hole and her nose now bumped against your clit making you straighten your spine and dig your nails in her skull. You unconsciously moved your hips against her face riding her as she synced her movement with your own

“Fuck I-“ You whispered and she got the hint quickly enough, slowly thrusting two fingers in your hole while her mouth kept doing its work on you. You bit your lip grunting in pleasure, her fingers thick enough to fill you in just the way you needed to. She fastened her pace,thrusting in deeper and cooking one digit in a way that had you falling apart in her arms. Your legs shook and you felt tears prickle your eyes while white hot pleasure clouded your senses. She was unwilling to part from her personal newfound heaven, licking up every last bit of your juices that spilled on her palm and tongue. You let out soft breathless moans mixed with her name. Your hand relaxed on her head now caressing more gently until she pulled away and grabbed her abandoned shirt to wipe her mouth and toss it back on the floor. She rested on top of you, her clean hand fixing your hair that was stuck on your forehead from the sweat and she placed a tender kiss on your forehead and then on your lips again letting you taste yourself. You made out for what seemed like an eternity, tireless and needing to stay connected in every other way that was possible

“Abby I wanna please you too” she smirked and held your face in her hands as her eyes were full of emotions you couldn’t decipher at this moment.

“Next time. I wanted this to be about you”

You nodded and wrapped your arms around her neck pulling her closer to you. Her head was now on your chest as she took deep breaths in and out

“Ill move just give me a second”

“No its fine, stay here” you said enjoying the sensation of her weight on you.

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After you broke the ice thin wall of your desires and were sure you reciprocated each other’s feelings at least in the sexual department Abby grew a lot more comfortable with touching you and taking you whenever she pleased. You always felt guilty over your high sex drive but this was the first time that you had found someone who could not only be your match but desire it even more. It would start in sensible ways, like her trying out a costume you had sewn which sadly would end up torn to scraps after your sexual endeavors, and then there were other times when you hang out at a bar with your friends and would excuse yourself to go to the bathroom with her hot on your trail, fingering you in one of the empty stalls. You found out that with Abby it really was possible to cum in 6 minutes which was a personal record.

At one point you grew fed up with her constant need of taking control and decided to surprise her by eating her out in your living room as she struggled to play a game you had suggested

“You stop I stop” You said and you were surprised to find her actually struggling to find words to protest.That day you found out that Abby had a submissive side. You were on your knees as you unbuckled her heavy belt with the metal clasp that had the nicest ring once you slid it off of her. She lowered herself on the couch to help you remove her jeans and you realized that this was the first time you were probably seeing this much of Abby naked and this close. You kept her boxer briefs on wanting to drag out the teasing. She had a mark on her thigh that you kept in mind as a little something that only you knew about ( You and the other thousand onlyfans subscribers but that was neither here nor there ) You left a kiss on that spot that made her shiver and then you moved to the place where you initially starved to taste for a hot while now

However, as fun as the last week was, it came to an end and the last night on her stay you were under the impression that due to both of you being sad you would just go on a walk and maybe play a game. But well. No.

Abby’s coping mechanism to her departure was to “fuck the sadness out”

It was raw and rough and she cursed hard and loud when she pressed her cunt against your own and grinded until you both came undone again and again.

You laid in your bed leisurely while she was deep into a peaceful slumber. You however had a familiar way of messing up your bliss by overthinking every little thing that occurred these two weeks. They were heaven and they were everything you had ever wanted and more but you still had the question of

Was this it? What's next ?

You wanted to cry out of frustration. Neither of you brought up the question and while you both enjoyed her stay here neither of you felt the need to in the first place. She was in your arms and you could feel her realest small puffs of air on your chest yet you felt alone. Isolated and taken away from your reality. At the end of the day all of this was too good to be true. You drew the final thought that no matter where all of this lead you were glad it happened and you would preserve it in your mind as a happy memory

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ABBY’S POV

Her departure was an hour away. She sat across from your at one of the cafes outside the gates enjoying one last coffee with you. She could see you struggling to keep a happy front cracking jokes and teasing each other to keep the mood light.

Abby didn’t want to leave.

Abby had a new found epiphany between your thighs and she was sure she could see God when she ate you out until you gave out. She was no longer haunted by nightmares at night and she felt like she slept the way she hadn’t managed to do so in years. In this moment, and in this place she struggled to even remember what stressed her out as she was rid of any responsibilities living life outside of social media. She looked at you fidgeting and checking the clock every few minutes in distress and she hated to admit that she also was aware of how fast time went by.

You looked so pretty, your hair in your go to hair-do wearing a hoodie and a plaid skirt with knee high platform boots.

You can just tell she studies fashion design

She thought affectionately loving every little thing she saw on you. She liked your makeup and she liked your sparkling lip gloss that tasted like cherry even more. She rarely cared to let anyone in, yet you? She wouldn’t mind getting consumed by you entirely for all that she was. She felt like it belonged to you now even if she couldn’t find herself to voice it at the moment.

“Ah I think you should go…” You said softly looking at the time and she could see your eyes glistening under the bright lights of the airport. She frowned and nodded, getting up and grabbing her bag. She walked around the table quickly and held your hand as you walked her to her gate.

“I had a really good time Cotton”

She said cringing at how poorly that sentence expressed the myriad of feelings in your mind

“Me too” you answered curtly holding back. She couldn’t understand what it was, but she could feel you closing in on yourself. It wasn’t a common behaviour. She couldn’t see the relaxed easy going you that she saw in those messages before she came, or the playful brat that she tamed every night in bed. But she could imagine that her departure hit you as hard as it had her.

“Ill text you once I land” she promised and leaned in to give you another kiss not thinking much of the gesture. You pulled her in and she lingered a while longer, enjoying the taste of your lips. You gave her one final kiss on the cheek and waved her goodbye.

Everything else happened fast and she went through the entire scanning process mindlessly, waiting, walking and then finally sitting on her seat at the plane putting on her headphones and listening to your playlist that she secretly saved when you weren’t watching. She scrolled through her phone looking at the photos you took together and she got a notification right before she had to put her phone on airplane mode.

June had sent her a video. She pressed the icon and saw you get into position behind her as she attempted the drink with the wine glass on you. The image of your body molding so perfectly against her own, and the whole stream of movements seemed so in sync and so….

So made for each other

She saved the video and thanked June. She thought about it for a minute while the pilot started speaking muffled from the shit quality of the mic and speakers.

She bit her lip and looked for your photos in her phone and picked one where you two were posing in front of your mirror before going out. She had one arm wrapped around you pulling you against her. Your form was slightly shaky as she vaguely remembered catching you off guard when she took the pic. She opened instagram and decided to post it on her story tagging you and leaving a small heart emoji near it. Once it went up she turned off her data and put on some music enjoying her flight.

She was sure now, she not only wanted, but had to pursue you romantically because by The Gods, You just HAD to be hers now.

Abby finally accepted that she was in love

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[part 7 ]

haaaaaa ok so hope this was a pleasant read ;)

heres my ko-fi tip jar if you enjoy my work 🤍

#abby anderson x reader #abby anderson #tlou2 #mdi #abby anderson x female reader #abby anderson x you

[makasdisaster]

so i did it OAO, here’s the plushie small fic i was thinking about, lets call it-

Teasing  (Katsuki Bakugou x reader)

(i’m not the best at writing so let me know if there’s anything i should fix, i did try tho ><‘, please DONT take my work or repost it as yours) {minors don’t interact you’ll be blocked}

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its the afternoon and you're tired but you force yourself to slip out of your boyfriends arms that are too preoccupied holing up his phone to keep a firm enough grip on you to keep you laying in place beside him, "oi, where you goin'?" Katsuki asks shifting his eyes lazily from the screen just as you start garbing your things from his side table "I'm gonna run to the store real quick, i need to get a few thing before they close" you finish zipping up your bag slinging it over your shoulder opening his bedroom door "now you be a good boy and stay here, I'll be right back k? good doggie, try not to miss me too much~"

you're such a tease but that what he loves about you the most, that you can mess with him just as much he does to you and not have to worry because you both don't take any of it too heart “hah~, not the fuck alone you don't-" almost dropping his phone Katsuki practically jumps off his bed grabbing his wallet stuffing his things in his pockets chasing after you down the stairs

after a short car ride to the closes target with some fun toons of your choosing you both make your way inside and to the back getting the things you came for

"i think that's about everything we needed but before we go can we go look at one more thing?" holding the list you made on the car ride closer to yourself, you slightly lean closer into Katsu's personal bubble then he'd like in public with a big smile waiting for his approval "fine, but make that shit fast go it? i don't want to be here any longer that they end up escorting us out" roiling his eyes softly Katsu' continues to push the cart following your now existed form towards the toys

"gaasp, they have it" rushing into the Ille of stuffies you grab a medium sized scruffy looking cream bear that oddly has a few of the same colors as Katsuki"s hearo costume worked into the robin around its neck, it even looks upset just like his signature frowned expression "Isn't it just the cutest ever?" confused with a grossed gaze, Katsuki pushes it gently out of his face looking at you like you've just waisted his time "what are you five? you don't need that crap" with a pout you put it in the baby seat of the cart "oh hush, its the only one im gettin' an plus its a limited edition, they only made five so i gotta'"

you both start walking to the regsters to pay "ya' know, if you wanted something that looked like me to sleep with, we could've skip this lil' trip an' stayed in bed" you blush softly almost stopping in your tracks "i.i dont know what you're talkin' about" he knows you know he figured it out so that means he's going to keep this over you for as long as he can "whatever you say princess, ill just have to make you get the rest then~"

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when packing up the car Katsu' makes sure the teasing starts as soon as posable, setting the bear in the drivers seat before you get in the passenger side "wa-" you swear you can here him laughing to himself from outside the car.

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once you both get back to his place you put down the bear paying it no mind as you have to put away all the food an other essentials before you can make your way back towards his room wanting to chill,

after all the work you've just done you make it up the stairs to Katsu’s room only to open the door an find the bear once again sitting in his place but this time on the bed wearing his boxers an holding his phone just like how he would be once returning home "! REALLY KATSUK!?" and just like that right on cue Katsuki's down stairs losing his shit, oh he's going to make this a habit and you're going to suffer finding this thing allover the place till he gets bored but seeing as he didn't make you leave it back at the store means out of all the plushies you've left at his place he minds this one the least because unlike the others, it’s of your favorite person.

#how we feelin? #my first fic #bakugou x reader #short fic #hope it doesn’t seem rushed #bakugou fic #fluff #katsuki bakugou x reader #mha x reader #bnha x reader #bakugou fluff #katsuki fluff #x reader fluff #makabe’s_fic #mdi #baku!plushie abuse

[amara-among-the-stars]

Hello hello :) is it ok if i send you a prompt from the new ask game? 20 with Phantom & Dew please? What if Phantom went to the ghoul he thought would make the least fuss but we all know Dew is a secret sweetheart idk🥺

Gonna try my best with this!

Hope you enjoy :)

MDI 18+. No actual smut happens but still!

Phantom wanted to have sex, but he didn’t want to make a big fuss over it, and he assumed the one to make the least fuss over him would be Dewdrop.

He’s heard of the stories of how Dew likes it fast and rough. Phantom wanted that. Or.. He thought he did.

He approached Dew after the ritual, asking to share a hotel room with the fire ghoul. They had been grinding and kissing for what seemed like eternity.

“F-Fuck. Your mouth is sinful.” Phantom hissed as Dewdrop left bites and marks all over Phantom’s neck and collar bone. Dewdrop grinned.

“I’ve been told that before Honey Bun.” Dewdrop replied, moving his hands to rub at Phantom’s peaked nipples. Phantom let out a small huff and a keen as Dewdrop tugged on his nipples.

“Thought you were going to fuck me hard and fast Dewy.” Phantom grumbled, worrying his own bite onto Dew’s collar bone. Dew let out a confused chitter, pausing his bite marking.

“I thought you wanted it slow? I know you've only ever been with Rora and the girls..” Dew trailed off, confusion flashing on his face. Phantom huffed, flopping onto his back.

“No.. I wanted it fast and rough.. Like I’ve heard you usually do.” Phantom explained, throwing an arm over his face in embarrassment.

Dewdrop’s usual cinnamon and fireplace scent turned a little sour smelling.

“I uh.. I don’t.. You know what… Never mind. It’s not a big deal, let’s just get it over with.” Dewdrop answered, getting off Phantom’s lap and shucking his boxers off. Phantom leaned up on his elbows, looking at Dew with confusion on his face.

“A-Are you sure? We can do it however feels more comfortable to you.” Phantom stated, worrying his bottom lips between his fangs.

Dewdrop shrugged, ears pinned low.

Phantom let out a small whine, sitting up and pulled Dewdrop by his lithe waist.

“Hey.. it’s okay Honeybee. I'm sorry I made an assumption that wasn’t correct. Can you forgive me?” Phantom asked. There was a moment of silence before Dew spoke, words mumbled against Phantom’s chest.

“I wanted this to be nice and slow for you because I was nervous to be too rough with you.”

Phantom felt his heart flutter and he let out a small purr.

“We can go slow tonight yeah? And then once we're comfortable with each other we can discuss it.” Phantom suggested.

“Sure.” Dew replied. Phantom grinned and pressed a chaste kiss to Dew’s lips.

#chi answers #the band ghost #dewdrop ghoul #nameless ghouls #phantom ghoul #the band ghost fanfiction #MDI #18+

[yanderegremlin]

How would yanderes TodoBakuDeku(poly) react to the reader playing a flute made from gold and it's unbreakable because of magic that was gifted to her by someone from another dimension who has feelings for her? It’s like the music from the flute can connect with reader and her friend, there’s a special connection between them

waring: yandere, 18+, MDI, kidnapping

other tags: MHA/BNHA, Shoto Todoroki, Katsuki Baukgo, Izuku Midorya,

It doesn't matter how 'unbreakable' this flute, what matter is that you have no access to the it. They will use force if they have to take that thing away from you.

Bakugo would be the must eager one to get rid of it. Ripping it out of your hands as Midorya follows him to though or sell it some where so you will never see it again. Shoto would stay behind to comfort you if you needed it.

When both Midorya and Bakugo come back they join Shoto in showering you in affection, more so Midorya then Bakugo. All in all they may be able to destroy the flute but that won't stop them from replace cursed thing with a flute of their own, making sure that you will never see the other flute let alone touch it.

#mha x y/n #mha x reader #todobakudeku #18+ #yandere bnha #MDI #yandere mha #bnha #romantic yandere #tw yandere #bnha x you #yandere bakugou #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #yandere romance #yandere boku no hero academia #yandere shoto todoroki #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere bakugo katsuki #yandere bakugo x reader #yandere shoto x reader #yandere izuku midoriya #yandere izuku x reader #tw yandere behavior #yandere todobakudeku #mdni #implied kidnapping

[patronsaintofposmodernity]

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LO TENGO TODO PENSADISIMO ESTOY COMPLETAMENTE LOCA. lo primero y principal de este modern day au es que los tres de la triada están liados entre sí porque jamás perdoné a laura gallego por quitarme eso. christian entra en su sad boy era con 16 años como hacemos todos, sube una cover de lana del rey a tik tok y las sad indie girls pierden completamente la cabeza. contrato millonario, giras por todo el mundo, etc. en uno de sus conciertos de españa (yo propongo el wizink center) conoce a victoria, nieta de la archienemiga de su familia. obviamente acaban liados en los baños del backstage y empieza tarde el concierto porque si hay algo más fuerte que la obsesión de 3000 adolescentes por su ídolo es la tensión sexual que se crea entre dos personas que se gustan pero se odian. moving on una vez chris tara empieza a hacerse famoso y a ganar sus dineros se establece en españa para estar cerca de victoria hasta que ¡sorpresa! resulta que tiene que declarar a hacienda. christian se niega porque dice que él ha trabajado mucho por llegar hasta donde está y nadie le ha regalado nada. misteriosamente elige no darse cuenta de que la discográfica que le ha firmado es socia de su padre. jack le dice que se quede el dinero y si le llevan a juicio, que alegue que pagar impuestos está en contra de su religión. victoria, que está forrada, dice que tampoco puede ser para tanto, ¿no? porque no tiene ni idea de cuánto cuestan las cosas porque ella jamás ha tenido que pagar nada de su bolsillo. genuinamente se cree que un plátano cuesta 10 euros. es importante para mí que sepas que en este au victoria es una porrera de cuidado y es un poco la hierbas de anhqv. estudia biología o bellas artes o algo así místico pero dice que si verdadera vocación es ayudar a la gente a encontrar su sitio en el mundo. hay un arco entero dedicado a ellos tres investigando cómo empadronarse en andorra para no pagar pero al final lo rechazan porque jack odia el frío y no hace más que ponerse malo. acaban decidiendo simplemente hacer como shakira y no pagar y jack lo justifica diciendo que españa es un estado colonial y que el que christian no pague impuestos son las reparations que españa le debe, cosa con la que christian está súper de acuerdo y empieza a hilar una narrativa súper compleja sobre cómo el estado español es un opresor hasta que victoria tiene que intervenir y recordarles a los dos que ambos son blancos y que no les toca ninguna reparation ni hostias. jack vuelve a sugerir que diga que su religión le prohíbe pagar a hacienda los padres de jack tienen un disgusto encima que no pueden con él porque un día tu hijo se va un semestre de erasmus y al siguiente te llama para decirte que ha descubierto que es bisexual, que tiene dos parejas, que va a dejar la carrera ya casi terminada de ingeniería mecánica que estaba haciendo para meterse a filosofía, que se ha dejado mullet y que se ha puesto pendiente. y para más inri se ha hecho anarquista. los padres de jack viven constantemente al borde del infarto entre los tres adoptan un perro se sugiere llamarlo lenin, pero victoria no quiere por genocida, christian por ruso y jack por comunista. nadie sabe quién ha sugerido el nombre. el perro se acaba llamando max yo confío en que hacienda no les pilla y pueden vivir el resto de sus días en caótica y poliamorosa convivencia. is this the future liberals want? pues no lo sé, pero yo por lo menos sí lo quiero

#lo siento TANTO por tremendo tocho que te acabo de soltar pero es que llevo literalmente años pensando en esto. espero que lo disfrutes ❤️ #mdi #memorias de idhun

[monstrouslyobsessed]

ftw you're in a mood to be used by a big beastfolk like a sleeve.

just dangling there while they wrap their meaty hand around your waist. hm.

you poor soul.

#not writing #[kinda] #[why didn't this hellsite come with saved autotagger] #[stupid mobile] #[anyway just posting as a sign of life here for yall] #[testing the mobile too] #mdi #minors dni #beastfolk #beastfolk au #exophilia #n sfw #mini blurb #[lowkey was thinking of my bulls lol]

[qcomicsy]

Jason with a 5 o'clock shadow wearing a cap and a winter vest makes me go feral

#it's so painfully straight but somehow makes me want do blow him in a pub bathroom #q rambles #nsft #tw nsft #if you saw this no you didn't #MDI