#my straight ass is shaking 👀

[toruro]

IF YOU WROTE ABOUT TAEHYUN I WOULD DIE HAPPILY 💘💘 if you don’t mind a nsfw request, messing around with academic rival Taehyun stuff maaaaybe 👀

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pairing. kang taehyun x reader

tags: smut (18+ / mdni), academic rivals au, mean dom taehyun, bratty reader, fwb (more like enemies who fuck but iykyk), angry / hate sex, implied dacryphilia, pet names (pretty)

w/c: 930+

a/n: i wrote a rly similar thing for joshua ages ago but i feel like it's so fitting for tyunnie too ... academic rivals is just right for him :3 ty to @agustdiv1ne my lov for reading this over 4 me hehe anyways thank u for requesting, i hope u enjoy!

taehyun likes answers.

taehyun likes knowing answers.

he likes simple responses, easy explanations—pretty much anything that gives him the answer, plain as it is.

so it's safe to say he's just the least bit ticked off when you somehow outscored him on the last o-chem exam, and neither the professor nor you are giving him a straight answer as to how in the world that happen.

because taehyun swears—he swears on every last star in the sky—that he had hit the nail for this one. studied hours on end, turned down every single one of yeonjun's party invites, cancelled half his plans with beomgyu—he did fuckin' everything to make sure he'd secure that number one spot, but there you were, grinning with your stupidly pretty, pristine face as you held up your paper with a bright red '100' etched into the corner.

you must've been so proud of yourself too.

taeyhun almost feels bad, looking down at you as you try to muffle sobs of pleasure with your palm as he rams into you from behind.

"how'd you do it?" he hisses, bruising grip latched onto the plush of your hips.

"d-dunno what—fuck—" you whine when he jams his cock into your warm cunt with vigor that has you lurching ageainst the desk, gripping the edges so tight your knuckles are beginning to burn white. "—dunno what you're t-talkin' about," you manage to gasp out in the short moment of recuperation taehyun gives you before dragging his hips back and shoving his length back in just as deep.

"fuckin' liar," the faux, silver haired boy grunts from behind. a strangled moan escapes your throat as he continues to drill into you, and you press your cheek against the cool wood of the desk in fruitless hopes that it will keep you sane for just a moment longer.

"t-taehy—"

"save it," he growls, and the way his voice is so gravely, so deeply animalistic has you unconsciously thrusting your ass backwards too to meet his forceful thrusts. "can't even gim'me a—" his breath hitches when he feels your sopping cunt tighten around his length. "—a straight fucking answer."

you try to shake your head but with the way your body is throttling after ever snap of his cock into your cunt, the task proves extremely difficult. "feels so-oh good," you tell him in airy breaths. "c-can't—" you can't think, is what you want to say, but you're too fucked out to even be able to form coherent words, and the thought makes you grow dizzy with heat.

taehyun moans at the sight that follows—you looking up from him as you crane your neck to face him, back arched into the hottest fuckin' view he's ever had the pleasure of seeing, tears streaming down your pretty face, staining your cute cheeks, dripping off your swollen lips and—fuck, he might as well bust it on the spot if he wasn't so damn furious.

"feels too good, huh?" taehyun scoffs. "too good to tell me how you outscored me?"

"i-i—" you choke out when he rams into you so hard the sound of skin slapping against skin rings in your ears. "—told you i dunno. it's j-just i did better," you choose to add, not realizing that those five words were probably the last things you should have said.

taehyun pulls out of you in an instant.

it happens so fast that you swear you can still sense the lingering feeling of his fat cock inside of you, all pretty curves and veins carving their shape into your hot, gummy walls.

and then it hits you.

you're painfully empty.

"sh-shit!" you whimper, scrambling against the desk with jelly legs and sore hips as you mindlessly try to do anything that'll fill you up. it nearly angers you how quickly you resort to begging. "no, no, no, no—please, no! why'd you stop?!" you cry out, turning to face him him completely now. your ass now presses into the side of the table with taehyun looming over you in front, eyes dark and jaw clenched.

your eyebrows curve into a frown, puffy bottom lip jutted out in a pout as taehyun watches you intensely as you mewl softly, pushing yourself to sit on your desk and spread you legs for him. "taehyun, i—"

"so now you wanna talk?" he scoffs, surprising you by grabbing your thighs and yanking you closer to the end of the desk so that your dripping cunt are positions right in front of his shining cock. "tell me," he mutters, sliding the thick tip between your pulsing folds but not giving you what you want the most.

"please, taehyun, please," you repeat, writhing against his hold in a dreadful attempt at slipping his cock into you.

"you gotta tell me, pretty," taehyun whispers, nudging his length against your throbbing clit so that you jerk slightly at the stimulation.

"already told you," you huff out, having half the mind to roll your eyes at him, but something tells you you know better. "dunno—guess i just—"

you shriek loudly when he sinks into you at once, balls pressed against your ass as he leans over you and pins you to the desk. "say it," taehyun dares, pressing his lips to the shell of your ear as you close your eyes and revel in the feeling of him so deep inside of you. "say it and you won't walk for a week."

you don't know what possesses you to gulp and murmur, "—guess i j-just outsmarted you—ah! taehyun!"

#kang taehyun #taehyun x reader #taehyun smut #kang taehyun x reader #kang taehyun smut #txt x reader #txt smut #kpop smut #💌 drabbles

[archivedzeke]

can i request something with tengen and cunnilingus, mayhaps? 👀

AFAB ! TEGEN UZUI

warnings ! top m reader , cunnilingus , dirty talk , twitter link (✩)

tegen would never deny you the request of eating his cunt. anyway you wanted it , he’d give it to you. that’s how you both ended up like this now.

you preferred when he let you eat it from the back when he was full of your cum. you could always take the chance of grabbing a handful of his thick ass.

the way he was naturally able to arch his back and present his ass for you was astounding. his plump tits pressed firmly against the ground while he waved his ass for you , practically enticing and begging you to tongue fuck pussy until he came.

you loved to start out with him on his knees , face-down into the mattress , eating it from the back and prying his big thighs apart to make room for your face until he collapses.

spitting on his cunt every time his juices leaked into your mouth and using your tongue to fuck it back into him. you were fucking disgusting.

when you then get in between tegen’s legs and go to work on his cunt , pressing kisses up his thighs as he spreads his knees apart obediently , allowing you to lift his legs up to rest atop your own broad shoulders.

tegen is a sucker for your head and you were an absolute menace when it came to eating his pussy the way you wanted to. you’d tease him.

first , your teeth grazing his skin , nipping and sinking into soft flesh until red bite marks indent the fat of his thighs , staking a claim on what is rightfully yours. “stop teasin’ damnit ! please”

and you do. you would never refuse your lover. your technique drives him mad , you can’t get enough of him. his taste , his smell , the way his thighs shake as if he was already close to cumming.

tengen would be lying if he said he didn’t love how you ate him out like a starved man. the sexy way his eyes rolled into the back of his own head as you sucked on his engorged clit with lustful vigor. you seemed obsessed with making tegen cum. how he would grind his cunt into his mouth while asking for more. fuck the sight was heavenly.

you had a cruel tongue , sucking and slurping at your clit while two blunt fingertips press against the puffy swell of his cunt , sinking between swollen lips just to keep him satiated until you pushed your tongue inside. making him cum from just his clit was a priority first.

his essence would coat the lower half of your face , a small ring of white cum forming around your fingers as tegen finds himself clenching around the digits.

the pulsing of his sticky walls around your finger before he cums all over them and you find your self pulling away from his clot to lick them clean.

the moment you find yourself diving into your tongue first into his drenched pussy is when you know you’re to far gone. you moaned , his thighs tense and shaking around your head as his fingers found their way to your hair.

“fuck yeah . . ngh. keep eating my pussy love”you’re sloppy but precise, burying your face in his cunt and lapping up his mess , drooling all over his box and gripping his thighs , smothering yourself with his puffy pussy.

fuck breathing at the moment. you want him to cream all over your tongue until he couldn’t remember his own name. swirling the appendage and dipping it further into his minge. his cum and your salvia gushing out from around your tongue.

“j-just like that love. . . oh yess !” , tegen found himself moving his hips against your mouth , pelvis working overtime just to feel you more.

your nose nudges his clit and tegen grinds against your face , dragging his pussy against your lips which causes you to groan in encouragement , a low sound that send vibrations straight to tengen’s cord and he whimpers on his own accord.

you start to eat tegen with more earnest , alternating between the flicking of your tongue over the swollen bundle of nerves at the apex of his hot sex and laving the flat of his tongue over the plump folds.

“shit love ! your t-tongue feel ssssooo good” your grip on tegen is firm , keeping him in place so that you could fasten your lips to his cunt and suck. you know he’ll pull away from the pleasure.

“m’ g’nna cum !”

tegen’s dirty talk was unmatched. fuck his words could make you bust alone. you push two finger in along side your tongue , moving the digits at a separate pace of your tongue. you curl them , pressing into that soft spot deep in his carnal slick pussy.

“fu-fuck. . . oh fucking god ! right there !” tegen tenses , clenching around your thick fingers as your nose continues to graze the throbbing bundle of nerves more

“i’m cumming ! fuck i’m cumming baby !” — with each stroke and stretch of your movements , a shot of heat and tegen’s back arched off the bed , broken whimpers and sobs leaving his throat as the grip on your scalp becomes harder.

he falls off the edge with a sob , pussy clenching and spasming as white hot pleasure paints his mind. you pulls your fingers out and still your tongue, shoving it further into his pussy to catch every ounce of his delicious release—not a drop was to go to waste.

𝗰𝘃𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘇𝗲𝗸𝗲™

#top male reader #dom male reader #afab tegen uzui #tegen uzui #demon slayer #tegen demon slayer #uzuitengen #bottom uzui #demon slayer x male reader #'📁 ★ 〔pretty boy files〕 ՚՚ #cvnt nsfw. . .♡

[kissitbttr]

Hiiiiiiiiiiiiii Ana I love ur work

So we know cheerleader!reader sends frat!Miguel photos of her, right? What about when she gets photos of him? Where’s the dick print pics? The gratuitous sweaty shirtless post workout selfies that every man takes?

Also because I must know….does frat!miguel like to get pegged? Because big buff football boy liking it up the ass is delicious

Thank you sayang! Kisses 😘

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sayaaang akuuu!!! omg i do need miguel’s thirst traps😔😔 we all do

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her: where are you

her: i’m waiting

her: all naked and for nothing

she taps on her phone, anxiously waiting for a reply. not even ten seconds in, her phone dings,

miguel: i’m at the gym, baby. glen needs a spotter for the bench so i’m waiting for him to finish his set then i’m all yours yeah? xx

miguel: also… pics or it didn’t happen👀

she rolls her eyes at that but smiles anyways before typing a reply,

her: no, you’ve received too much

her: what about mine?!

her: i want to see my man all sweaty and shit

her: send me somethinggggg!!

miguel: *pic sent*

miguel: good enough, muñeca?

she sits up straight before tapping the attachment picture and fuck she almost loses it,

the picture is a bit blurry, she imagines him taking it with his hand a bit shaky. but fuck, it’s clear enough to make her drool,

miguel has no shirt on. giving her a delicious view of his chest and six pack glistening with sweat. his sweatpants hanging loosely around his hips, showcasing a bit of the v line and his happy trail,

her: babyyyy you look so yummy!!💦💦

miguel: ☺️☺️

her: but pull the pants up a bit

her: I don’t want anyone accidentally seeing your dick

her: not even glen. he’d turn gay for you

miguel: roger that, muñeca 😘

her: i’ll do five positions for you once you get here xx

miguel: on my way

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as for pegginggg, hmmm miguel is not entirely interested tbh lmaooo. i do think his girl loves to bring that up every once in a while to fuck around with him a bit,

“just this once! we don’t have to do it again if you don’t like it!” she tries to suggest the idea, following him from behind,

he shakes his head, looking at her as if she’s weird for even thinking about it,

“no, muñeca. I don’t have to try it. that shits weird. no one’s touching my butthole except me. not even you, I don’t care how much i love you.”

“but you have a cute one though!” she pouts. “give me fifteen seconds tops”

again, he shakes his head. “stay away from my butthole, y/n”

LMAOOOOO

#miguel o'hara #miguel o’hara blurbs #frat!miguel

[unnerving-presence]

Hi, i just read the coochie unhooking and im in love omg 🥲💕 could we have another part with the huntress, pyra and a third one of your choice? Thank you, you're the best 👀💕

GAGAGAGGH YESSSS I LOVE THESE 😭 TARHOS HAS BEEN INFESTING MY BRAIN SO HE WILL BE THE LUCKY THIRD !!

ooc shit incoming this is literally abt them loving them thighs i do not gaf i tried to make them in character somewhat anyways hehe

could you tell i’m utterly obsessed w tarhos right now i wished i could’ve written more dear lord

i had already written this for huntress initially but i did want to revise it a bit to be more in character. still sort of experimenting with it all. enjoy though :)

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Anna:

Straight confusion and a.. little bit of panic? She’s never had her prey attempt something like what you did. It catches her so off guard she practically thrashes around as much as you do to get you off of her. She doesn’t like feeling so vulnerable and very much does not appreciate it when you manage to escape the hook and her alike. She can’t shake that ghostly feeling of your thighs around her. It’s like you’re still there. She can’t discern whether she likes the feeling or not.

You’re interesting prey, prey that she enjoys hunting. She mostly does it for necessity and to please the Entity, but she likes you. She likes that. She especially likes your drive to survive. It amuses her, makes her curious about you. Anna would be angry about the ordeal thinking about it, but it simply makes her intrigued now. She simply can’t brush aside the concept of your thighs around her. It was like a warm embrace she hadn’t felt since she was a child. She likes it.

She decides she will observe you more. Watch as you speak in a language she doesn’t understand and interact with those she sees as nothing more than human animals. You’re afraid, but you’re also determined. It’s cute. Perhaps she’ll conveniently place herself near the hook she puts you on next time, just to feel you fight to survive, just to feel those thighs around her again.

Pyramid Head:

Pyramid Head would have absolutely never expected this to happen.. ever? Considering his absolute fridge of a head he’s.. startled to say the least that you managed to both effectively wrap your thighs around him AND have enough leg strength to take him down AND unhook yourself. It doesn’t all come to mind at first but he’s definitely a bit aroused. Unfortunately, that is an emotion that fades quite quickly. He has a job to do, he would very much like to get back to that. If he could get back up from the ground from his big ass helmet holding him down 😭

Pyramid Head is simply indifferent about the situation. A tiny bit excited at the though, but would quickly move on. It would certainly stay in his mind if you had done it several times over though. Some part of him is glad he has this unbearable helmet over his head, he might have had a full system shutdown had your thighs gotten too close to his face, though your thighs being around him in the first place is more than enough to turn him on a bit, not that he acts on it of course. He prioritizes his role in this realm more than anything else.

Though he won’t pass up the opportunity to listen to your cries of pain if given the chance. They didn’t mean much to him before. But now he rather likes the sound. He’d even say he rather likes you more than anything else. Maybe he should stick extra close to you from now on. Perhaps you’ll try other suggestive methods of trying to escape him. Either way, it feeds into his desire to punish and his desire for you.

Tarhos Kovács:

Tarhos is trained for moments like this, when the enemy has the upper hand. He cut through hundreds of swordsmen far more experienced than you could ever wish to be. He wields his imposing claymore and knows he strikes fear into those that dare cross him. He is anything but one to be so easily defeated. It should’ve been impossible for him to be taken down by someone in such a pathetic position as yourself. It has to be the Entity’s assistance. It has to be. He can barely get himself together again before you dash up the stairs and out of his reach. He grumbles and pushes himself up off the ground, more determined than ever to put you in your place.

You don’t survive the trial, but it’s very clear you did something to him. He’s angry, but there’s some other emotion, like a smoldering fire that was once not even worth a passing glance had suddenly burst into a wildfire. It could be confused with bloodlust. He can barely tell the difference between the two until he sees you again by the campfire next to those worthless maggots. He watches only for a moment and in that moment he wants more. He wants more of whatever you did to him.

He will never come to terms with these feelings. He believes it’s your fault. Your existence shouldn’t even be welcomed in this place. You can so easily disrupt the balance of death, sacrifice, bloodshed. He wants nothing to do with you if you think you can deter him from his rightful privilege of endlessly butchering such peasants as yourself. He hates you more than he hates Vittorio, he thinks. Vittorio was an imbecile who thought he had the answers to peace. But you? God, you actually do something to him and you don’t even have to try.

#dbd x reader #dead by daylight x reader #the huntress x reader #dbd anna x reader #pyramid head x reader #tarhos kovács x reader

[taegimood]

Chubby small chest reader x soobin or huening kai 🤭 (I never see people write about chubby girls with small tits smh)

EEEEEE i have small bewbs too and i feel like most writers always imply bigger ones so i like this ask 🤧 i also answered an ask for chubby reader x soobin here for more in-depth details and there’s a small one with taehyun on my masterlist too if you wanna read those, but small boobs weren’t involved so let’s think on this 👀

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firstly, soobin: as bunnie said in my inbox a few days ago.. if there’s boob there’s soob 🫡 soobin is a simple man.. he sees titties and it’s instant heart eyes (and instant tent in his pants) so when you guys get intimate for the first time, your insecurity is quickly squashed by the fact that he’s looking at you as though you were sent straight from heaven. his eyes are instantly roaming every curve and dip of your body, lips slightly parted, hands reaching out with questioning eyes that ask for permission to touch — when you shyly nod, he’s instantly tracing over every inch of you, softly squeezing your curves, your tits, everything he can get his hands on.

you’d already assumed that soobin was a boob guy, so you feel awkward when you quietly mumble “sorry they’re kinda small..” but soobin’s head is shooting up so fast to look at you, shaking it back and forth profusely as he assures you “no, no, no! baby, you’re.. you’re so beautiful.” he’s almost breathless, and your confidence swells at the nearly fucked out look he already has on his face when you’ve barely even done anything yet. your tits are in his mouth constantly after that (if they’re not too busy being massaged under his huge, warm hands). the sex is so good, so passionate, full of his praises for your body — your supple curves and rolls that drive him crazy, your small tits that ignite his size kink even more when he can completely cover them with his giant hands alone. soob is just so obsessed w you.. can never get enough after this 🤧

kai 🥺 i’ll go more in depth here since i haven’t written him with chubby reader yet <3 this boy would literally worship you. you’re complaining to your weeb boyfriend that you don’t have anime boobs and he’s just like no !!! all boobs can be anime boobs !!! sitting there expectantly as he waits for you to take off your shirt lmao. he looks like an excited puppy as he simultaneously massages your thick thighs with his hands — oh, does he love your thighs. so squishy and soft and perfect for resting his head on (or between, he hopes). when you finally undress yourself he literally GROANS as if this is the best thing he’s ever seen in his life, and he’s convinced that it is as you let him immediately busy his lips all over your body. mumbling “you’re seriously so perfect,” against your chest as you giggle shyly, which quickly turns into a small moan as he gropes your tits into his big hands, sucking and nibbling at your nipples. like soobin, you can tell that he’s enamored with the size difference. his eyes are fixated as he murmurs — nearly whimpers — “so cute,” before lifting his gaze to yours. “you’re just so cute, babe. so pretty.” you can tell there’s another kind of eagerness behind his words, confirmed as he whispers with red dusting his cheeks,,, “please sit on my face.” the shiver that runs straight through your body and down to your core is obvious, as is the warmth flooding your cheeks as you shake your head vigorously. “hyuka, i- you can’t, i’ll crush you.” your voice quiets at the last part as you avoid his eyes but he’s SO quick to pepper you in assurances, begging for it, promising to make you feel so good — and you’re so glad that you finally agreed. we all know that i’m a top member of the kai face sitting club, and when i tell you he’d absolutely ravish you, i mean it. he’d be SOOOO turned on by your thick thighs caging in his head, alternating between squeezing them and squeezing your ass, one hand traveling up to caress your squishy tummy before groping at your little tits, moaning into your cunt as he encourages you to put your full weight on him and ride his face <3 his cock is straining hard against his sweatpants to the point where he’s whining, bucking his hips into the air, squeezing at your thighs and your hip dips, the feeling of your curves squishing between his hand nearly enough to make you cum in his pants as he massages your cute tits one after the other. the way he fucks you in missionary mating press after that — making sure he has full access to your boobs — has your tongue lolling and your legs shaking. kai is so down bad for you 🤧

#ask mj ♡ #mj’s hard thoughts #txt #txt x reader #txt hard thoughts #txt soft thoughts #txt smut #txt thoughts #soobin #soobin x reader #soobin hard thoughts #soobin soft thoughts #soobin smut #soobin thoughts #huening kai #huening kai x reader #huening kai hard thoughts #huening kai soft thoughts #huening kai smut #huening kai thoughts #taegimood #nonnie!

[bbyquokka]

okay okay this is gonna sound weird but my friend just said this and it got me thinking 😭😭 one of the skz boys (maybe channie) taking pre-workout and the gym being closed or whatever so he decides to put it to use on you instead. (i looked it up and apparently it “stimulates the body’s central nervous system, reduces fatigue, and increases energy levels” 👀👀) pls ignore this if it doesn’t make sense 😭😭

hihi! ty for your request and for being patient. i know it took a while for me to get to so i apologize for that ;w; i rewrote this sooo many times because they're so many directions this could've gone in, but i hope this is okay and what you and your friend imagined 🦋🙈 pls lemme know your thoughts and opinions – i welcome all feedback!

⌢ : ⤹ 💪🏼 exercise is bliss

→ PAIRING: Bang Chan x fem!reader

→ GENRE: smut | MDNI

→ SYNOPSIS: Chan drank pre-workout to prepare for a session at the gym. disappointed that it was closed, he takes all his energy out on you

→ WARNINGS: smut | unprotected sex | clit play | multiple orgasms | penetration | pet names [babe, baby] | explicit language

→ WORDS: 0.8k

→ requests are currently closed in order for me to catch up!!

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"Fuck." Chan breathes out, hips smacking against yours. His cock buried deep inside you caressing the sides of your walls as his tip nudges your g-spot. Your hair fanned out against the pillow, bodies slick with sweat.

You grip onto his shoulders digging your nails into the skin earning a hiss from Chan. He grips onto your hips, keeping you still as he continues on with his ruthless thrusting. Your walls clench and release around him, each pull back his cock is coated in a new layer of your slick.

Chan was supposed to be at the gym, he even drank a whole bottle of pre-workout shake to prepare for the hour, however, upon arrival he was disappointed to see the gym was closed due to there being a leak in the men's bathroom. 

His senses on high alert, adrenaline pumping through his bloodstream and a never ending burst of energy, Chan needed to get rid of it fast. As soon as he came home, it was straight to the bedroom for you both, lips locked onto one another, hands roaming and caressing your curves.

"So good Chan. Feels so good." You moan out, legs around his waist to hold him closer to you. 

"M-Mhm." His eyebrows furrowed together, beads of sweat rolling down the sides of his face. His gaze fixated on the place that joins you and him together, cock disappearing with each push. 

"Does it look good Chan?" You purr, "Does it look and feel good?"

"More than you can ever know, y/n" You grin, trailing your hand down your torso. Your fingers meet your sensitive clit, rubbing soft and slow circles. You alternate your rubs between clockwise and anticlockwise, walls clenching and contracting around Chan. 

"C–Chan." You breath out, your rubs becoming irregular and erratic. Heat pools to the pit of your stomach, walls gripping onto Chan's cock making it harder for him to thrust.

"It's okay, babe. I'm here." Chan kisses your neck softly as your orgasm washes over you. Your back arches off the bed, whimpers and groans leaving your lips as you ride out your high. Once calm, you close your eyes, thinking it's over – until Chan pulls out and flips you on all fours.

Your eyes widen as he reinserts himself, thrusting fast and powerful. Your body shakes, overstimulation taking over every cell of your body. You're even tighter than before, which feels blissful to Chan. His hands gripping your hips tightly, the sounds of skin slapping against skin bounces off the bedroom walls.

"Cha–" Your arms give up, flopping to the sides as your head lands on the sheets softly. Your eyes roll to the back of your head, lips parted. The ability to form words escapes, rationality disappearing. The only awareness you have is of Chan and where you are.

With your ass high up, this allows Chan to piledrive, stroking the deepest parts of you with his cock. Praises and grunts leave his lips, his arm extended out as he brushes your sweaty hair away from your face.

"Good girl. You're such a good girl for me."  His praises causes shivers to run down your spine, your walls clenching around him, "Fuck. You like that babe?" 

A simple "Mhm" was all you could manage to say, making Chan chuckle softly. Due to being sensitive, you could feel your second orgasm fast approaching. You grip the bed sheets, body shaking and toes curling as your second orgasm washes over you.

Chan continues fucking you through your orgasm, the over sensitivity making you whine loudly and hold your breath. You reach out behind and push on Chan's hips before digging your nails into his skin.

He pulls out, much to your relief before resting against the headboard. He grabs you, pulling you onto his lap so you straddle him. Reaching behind, he nudges your entrance with his tip, raising his brow. You whimper, sinking down on his cock with ease, your juices spilling out.

He bucks his hips up suddenly, his tip hitting your spot again causing your eyes to widen and plant your hands firmly on Chan's abs for stability. He fucks you fast and deep from below holding onto your waist as he groans deeply. Your lips part, nothing but fast pants escape your lips.

Chan's body coated in sweat, eyebrows furrowed together as his bottom lip is caught between his teeth as he concentrates. His fingers dig deeper into the flesh of your skin, your nails digging into Chan's abs, leaving crescent marks behind.

"Can't. I can't. Chan… fuck." 

"You can babe. I know you can." He pushes your sweaty hair away from your face.

"It's so much, it's too good." You whimper, pleasure rushing through your veins. It's too much at once but it feels too good to stop.

"I told you, it's going to be a long night ahead of us babe."

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[brandnewhuman]

I had another cursed thought: so you know my last request about putting your face on the slasher’s badonkadonks? What about that… but in reverse…….. like now the slasher has THIER face in the readers chest? 👀👀👀👀 *sweats in I need to go to church*

SLASHERS FACEPLANTING

IN YOUR CHEST

☆STARRING☆

Brahms Heelshire ☆ aka horny wall gremlin

Michael Myers☆ aka THE bastard

Bo Sinclair ☆ aka greasy horny boy

CONTENT:

Tw: canon violence, NSFW, mature language, Michael, mentions of voyeurism, smut (?) Idk man I DON'T EVEN KNOW HOW TO WRITE SMUT IN ENGLISH

A/N: every single one of have been making me fight for my spot in heaven lately. You're turning me into a whore with all these SINFUL REQUEST. but I love it and I'll do it anyways, but keep in mind that i do not have a single clue on how to write smut and this is going to be just messy and cringy probably so DON'T COME AT ME IF THE SMUT PARTS END UP SUCKING ASS . I'll compensate later with some good ol soul crushing angst👹

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BRAHMS HEELSHIRE:

I mean, are we really that surprised? No I think not

He was being uncharacteristically nice that day

Helping you out with chores and keeping the tantrums at their minimum if not even having them at all. 

Little did you know that all those long stares at you meant only one thing

Y/n you couldn't really blame him, you were being just downright cruel to him lately 

Admittedly you have been to busy lately so cuddles and other…activities with brahms had been rare these days

You were surprise he hasn't give you a headache about not getting enough attention 

Oh pretty y/n, he is a long game kind of guy. You don't even know what the FUCK IS COMING FOR YOU

He planned everything; he took a bath, he shaved ecc.. long story short he was doing really great and you didn't have to tell him twice to do something you needed him to do

You should've known that all that kindness came with a price

"Pretty y/n, can I hug you??? I deserve it, don't i? I've been really good to you" 

The way he said it, how he brushed his fingertips up and down the skin of your arms, his real voice raspy but still gentle and how he looked at you made it really hard to think straight. 

What harm could a hug do right? 

WRONG. YOU SHOULD STOP TAKING DECISIONS WHEN YOU'RE HAVING THE HOTS FOR YOUR MANWHORE BOYFRIEND 

he slowly wrapped his arms around your waist, holding you tight to his chest but still being careful to not hurt you

His scent was so intoxicating and he was so warm that while you reciprocated the hug you didn't noticed how he was slowly lifting you

You just thought he was trying to hold you closer but then you watched him taking off his masks

"Brahms are you okay?? What are yo- "

THE DISRESPECT. THE AUDACITY. 

his beard free soft face was now hiding in your chest, his head shaking no to snuggle even more in you

You were at loss for words. Your face was going through all the 5 stages of grief in one second 

"I'm sorry pretty y/n…you've been so busy lately, I've missed you" he said with his whiney natural tone of voice 

No he was not sorry. He was living the moment of his life and if it wasn't for the deep chuckle rumbling deep inside his chest you would've almost believe all that play dumb fuckery

You mentally cursed yourself for not seeing this coming. You felt you could drop dead from the embarrassment right there

His hands started to slip under your shirt while he placed his chin on top of your chest to look up at you

"You're not mad are you darling? I know that you've missed it too.." his voice was now like honey melting right inside your ears making your skin prickle up while feeling your cheeks and inside of your pants getting warm

He kept  lightly tracing the skin under your shirt and caressing every inch of it with his long and surprisingly soft fingers. 

safe to say that he has put at use all those peepholes on the walls of your room, so believe him when he says he knows. 

I'M GOING FERAL OVER MY OWN HORNY SHIT I-

He felt you trembling and grinned at you mischievously 

He hasn't even touched you as much as he wanted and you were already getting so worked up. 

He placed you on the bed, then proceeded to cage you under his frame. Placing one hand at each side of your head and watching you directly into your eyes

His knee was brushing between your legs and you felt everything down there twitch slightly at his every single movement 

"Maybe I should stop pretty y/n?" That shit with the fact that he was literally breathing the words against your neck while brushing the tip of his nose right on your most sensitive spot was too much

YOU BOTH ENDED UP MAKING UP FOR ALL THE BUSY DAYS. 

so much that both you and brahms almost slept a whole day after that. You freaky bastards 

Now the problem is that brahms knows too much on how to get you all horny:

Knows that plating his face like that on your chest is going to get you feral

That spending so many days without touching each other ends up being worthy 

And that if he's horny you're even worse 

MICHAEL MYERS;

Weirdly enough the whole thing happen by accident 

One night he came back from his usual night routine of killing looking really down 

You woke up as soon as you heard his heavy footsteps approaching your room. 

You couldn't wait to snuggle against him in bed so you can finally fall asleep more easily

Your smile dropped as soon as you saw his gloomy mood

It was surprising seeing Michael so upset after killing. Normally he always feels better after snatching the life out of someone

He just sitted on the edge of the bed, looking at his hands fidgeting with his knife. 

You were getting worried because he rarely acted like this and you knew that something serious would happen if he was in this state. 

You got up and stood in front of him

"Do you want to talk about it??" You couldn't even say another word that he was already pulling you in for a hug.

You would never say no cause these occasions where Michael gets clingy are rare. You just stood there, hugging his masked head close to your chest. 

He slowly took off the mask and just hid his face in your chest. 

You could feel how he let go a deep sigh of relief after inhaling deeply your scent. Only you could make him feel this calm and relaxed

Every part of your skin was reacting involuntarily to his warmth and the feeling of his hair tickling your neck lightly 

He lifted his face from your chest only when he needed to breathe but placed his forehead on it again, closing his eyes and trying to think what he needed to do to feel better. 

You didn't even dared to move or talk, you just let him be and do what he needed

So when he just got up, lifting you by placing his hands under your butt so you could wrapped your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist, you left a gasp of surprise

He didn't lost anymore time and just captured your lips with his own while making his way towards the wall

You felt your back hit hard against it, making you groan inside Michael's mouth 

Once he was sure you were balanced and wouldn't fall if he moved his arms, he proceeded to just rip your clothes off effortlessly 

He roughly bite, sucked and kissed every inch of exposed skin he could reach in your chest 

Imagine him doing this and you're like rolling your eyes back to oblivion while running your hands through his hair hard enough to make him let a low groan from deep inside his chest I- YOU ALL ARE MAKING A WHORE OUT OF ME 

Since we're here, you returned the favour and rip open his coverall 

You could feel the huge bones pushing against your belly

You made it easier for him so while he was still violently assaulting your chest, littering your skin with equal parts kisses and marks, you just tried to lift yourself enough using your back (idk if it makes sense I DON'T KNOW HOW ANY OF THIS WORKS. I'M JUST TRYING TO DELIVER HORNY CONTENT) while pulling down your pants enough to guide him inside you

YES I KNOW YOU ALL FUCKERS ARE GOING TO COME FOR ME NOW BECAUSE OF WHAT I SAID ABOUT THE BREEDING KINK. 

anyway you're getting fucking railed against the wall, I'm talking about the most brutal and orgasmatic fuck of your life right?

Michel has a hand placed against the wall next to your head for balanced, your basically  latching onto him and scratching his back while he has HIS FACE GLUED TO YOUR CHEST, PANTING HEAVILY WHILE HOLDING YOU CLOSER WITH HIS FREE HAND.

occasionally some moans of pain from the scratches and pleasure escapes his mouth. Their sound is so deep and rich that you could actually come by only listening to it. 

Moral of the story; when  Michael is sad he  likes to suffocate himself on your chest while fucking you against the wall. 

I HOPE YOU ALL ARE HAPPY NOW THAT I HAVE WRITE SINFUL STUFF LIKE THIS 

BO SINCLAIR:

It was one of those rare days where neither you or Bo had any chores to do

The heat was killing you, it was so hot you genuinely started to think you were going to get crazy 

Bo wasn't in a better situation. He laid flat on his back in the bed staring at ceiling 

He was shirtless and was wearing only his boxers

With how handsy Bo is one would expect him to try to spend the day doing mischievous things with you but the heat was unbearable even for his constant horny mind

You couldn't take it anymore so you just decided to take your shirt off in hope that would help with the heat

You could feel his stare from a mile away 

"I could give you a picture if you want to stare like that" 

"Oh don't ya worry darling…you already gave me one remember?" This man shouldn't have the right to speak sometimes honestly 

You could feel your cheeks getting their usual red tinted all over them. You tried to ignore him and just laid back on the bed while closing your eyes to get some relax

He couldn't resist the urge to gently trace with tips of his fingers a line from the top of your chest down to your stomach. It was such a gentle and light touch that your skin reacted almost instantly and you had to shut your eyes open

His fingers felt rough and calloused from hard work against your soft and warm skin

He was now laying on his side facing you, his head resting on his free hand while the other one kept touching you.

His stare was what sent shivers down your whole body. His blue intense eyes were darkened by desire as he eyed your body

He wasn't staring at you like you were some kind of object, it was almost like he could see your soul and was hungry for a taste of it. It was a mixture of love and lust that was driving you crazy, you couldn't even move as if you were under some sort of spell 

"You always had the most soft and beautiful skin I've ever seen… I never know if I want to take a bite or just kiss it…or maybe even both, what you say doll? What should I do with you?.." his voice was raspy and rumbled from deep inside his chest almost as he had just woken up. It made you hold your breath with anticipation 

He smirked at your reaction and with a swift move, he positioned you on top of him. Putting your whole phat ass in a strategic place; not too far away but close enough for you to feel a certain…something 

You had to place your hands on his chest to keep you still 

That reminded him of what you did the other day when he was getting ready

"You know… I've never understood your passion for planting that pretty face of yours in my chest. Maybe I should try to do it too, shouldn't i?" He leisurely caressed up and down your thighs that were on each of his side while looking you right in the eye. The heat was long forgotten, now you were the only thing Bo could think about

The heat and Bo's words were decorating your forehead with small pearls of sweats, you found yourself nodding without even think about the meaning of Bo's words 

He pulled himself up, always keeping you on his lap close enough to feel his ever growing boner under your ass, his palms placed flat against your back to keep you close, your hands gripping on his shoulders as if your life depended on it. 

Ever so slowly he started to get his face closer and closer to your chest, you could feel his breath crashing onto your skin making you shiver as you held on your own breaths trying to prevent your heart from beating faster and faster.

You just closed your eyes, waiting for the feeling of Bo's skin against yours

He knew you were waiting and just to tease you he blown a soft exhale of air on your skin (picture it as the way he blown on Carly's lips to get the glue to dry)

You couldn't hold back the sigh of frustration and pleasure that broke free from your lips

"We're getting impatient aren't we??" God he's such a FUCKING TEASE 

Bro kept teasing you and slightly moving your hips to make your ass rub on his dick until you didn't beg him to just take you right here and then 

And take you he did

Since we're talking about Bo you the drill, save a horse ecc

The whole time he kept planting soft and wet kisses on your chest, burying his face onto it to muffle the moans and occasionally biting onto your skin slightly because he couldn't say no to that. 

10/10 would recommend Bo wanting to plant his face on your chest

And now we know what he likes  to do when you're too hot because of the weather 

#slasher community #slasher fandom #slashers #slasher fanfiction #horror movies #slasher x reader #michael myers #halloween #slasher headcanons #rz michael myers #bo sinclair x reader #bo sinclair #house of wax #peepaw myers x reader #peepaw myers #brahms heelsire x reader #brahms heelshire #the boy 2016 #og michael myers headcanons #og michael x reader #og michael myers #slasher smut #brian van holt

[l3viat8an]

Ok so I know this isn't about Asmo but... I had a thot 👀

(Feel free to ignore/delete if ur not comfortable with this)

What if Beel really like roleplay, especially something with a kidnapping dynamic

(idk the actual term for this, please don't come for my ass)

Like he will come up to you at some random time in the day and grab you from behind, put his hand over your mouth and drags you back to his room, kicking and screaming. Then he rips of your clothes an ties you up (Ya know the rest🤭)

Of course it's 100% consensual. You guys discuss it in the morning or the day before, but he picks a random ass time to actually execute it.

I feel like he started exploring this idea after the two of you had a discussion about people being afraid of his size and strength.

~🍒

Nsfw content MDNI

I don’t think this falls under the same dynamic but I’ve seen predator / prey ‘play’ with Beel before and it’s hot- tho I changed this a tiny bit because I can’t control my brain ghghdfs

You’d talked about it a few days before and sets some ground rules and a safe word. If anything went too far Beel would stop then and there and make sure you’re alright.

The only thing you didn’t set was an exact time and place, so when big hands moved to covered your mouth and grab you hands while you were studying in your bedroom you panicked, genuine fear in your muffled screams until Beel turned you around.

Your next scream died in your throat as Beel picked you up and moved to your bed, setting you in his lap as his arms still hold you still as you kicked and tried to break free, “Got you and now you can’t get away.” his voice was almost teasing, as he leans down, kissing and nibbling on your exposed neck.

The hand that was around your middle hold you still moves and basically rips your shirt off exposing more of your skin to Beel, and his hand move to run across your chest and tummy squeezing here and there and just taking you in~

You’re obviously enjoying this Beel can smell it, but you keep up your little act whining little “Please no…” and “W-Why??” into the hand still covering your mouth.

Beel just tsks at you “Stop whining, I know you’re enjoying this. You like the idea little human, like the idea of a big bad demon taking advantage of you.”

You shake your head no but almost moan at his words because you do that’s why you’re here after all.

The tears filling your eyes aren’t because you want Beel to let you go, they’re there because you want more. You need more and Beel is taking his time teasing you.

And you’re teasing him just as bad, every movement you make in his lap has you rubbing against his cock and it feels so good~

Soon enough Beel sees your tears and chuckles, the hand that had been teasing your chest finally moves down and rips off your pants, “For someone who’s so sure they don’t want this….you’re really wet MC~”

Beel slips two fingers into your wet pussy and starts working you open, as much as he wants to skip straight to fucking you, he’d never hurt you.

But he’s feeling impatient and wants to be in you already, he really didn’t think he’d enjoy it this much….he slips his fingers out of you, licks them clean right over your face and half picks you up while he grabs something out of his jacket pocket, “Be good and quiet or I’ll have to but something in this pretty little mouth.” Beel grins at you and moves the hand away from your mouth and giving you a quick (somewhat out of ‘character’ kiss) before moving again.

Still grinning at you Beel lays you down on the bed, not sure what’s going to happen next you stay good and quiet as Beel shows you what he had in his pocket. Handcuffs.

He chuckles again when you gasp as he grabs your arms and handcuffs you to the headboard, leaning back a bit to take you in, nude and spread open and all for him~

Beel pushes his pants down just enough to free his cock and moves to finally fuck your and you remember you’re not supposed to be enjoy this starting to tug at the handcuffs and whine again “B-beel please…n-not like this.”

Beel pauses as if actually considering your words before shaking his head, “Too late. You’re mine remember?” and sliding his cock inside. You both moan at the feeling, and Beel starts moving. Slowly at first then picking up the pace.

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After your little ‘scene’ Beel’s back to his usual self, taking the cuffs off and cleaning you up, asking if you need anything, how he was, did he go to far? Did he-

You have to sit up and kiss him to shut him up “You did amazing! That was fun Beelz~ we should try it again sometime.” Beel looks relieved at your words and kisses both your cheeks, smiling “Yea if you want too.”

#……I need a cold shower and/or therapy this was hot- #🍒 anon! #this did things to my brain dhskjs #obey me! #obey me #obmswd #om! #obey me beel #obmswd beel x reader #obmswd beel x chubby reader #obmswd beel #obmswd smut #obey me smut #om! smut #om! beelzebub #om! beel #om! x reader #obey me x reader #obmswd x chubby reader #obmswd x reader #obey me fem!reader

[roachesforthewin]

My Personal TIMKON Recs List

i made this for my friend recently and thought i’d share it here because you tumblr bitches love pain and little gay dudes (just like me fr)

all of these have good young justice, batfam and superfam (though sometimes it’s minimal) representation (because i don’t read them if they don’t have good rep, sue me). Plus Tim and Kon personality and character accuracy, obviously.

Also these are all Ao3 recs because i like to consider myself as not a heathen

Funk Ass

- sun kissed by merils

https://archiveofourown.org/works/48882055

beach episode, queer young justice fr fr, Kon rep is off the charts (ashgs quite possibly the conner rep of all time, just the phrases he uses /$)/ so real!!)

- Baby Talk Me Down (Take Me Out) by sage (lemontongues)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/25384345

ahhhsh this one is unfinished but i desperately wish it was, either way great fic and great character rep + conner civvy life insights

- Out of The Frying Pan, Into the Casserole Dish By JpegdotJpeg

https://archiveofourown.org/works/41005416

martha kent (& the superfam!) is the best person ever, plus tim is the most autistic little dude (we love him sm)

Haven’t finished but amazing rep/haven’t read yet but plan to

- Robins and other flightless birds by Ionaperidot

https://archiveofourown.org/works/15607170

ahsgshsh this one qualifies for [literally kill yourself after reading (pain)]category but i put it here just cause :-| uhh BW adopts fucked up kids good for him: JJ!tim, Catatonic!jason COA!dick etc

- Straight on ‘til morning by merils

https://archiveofourown.org/works/43401684

haven’t read this one yet but i’ve heard really good stuff about it! plus good kon character development/ exploration (from what i’ve heard)

- there you were by mindshelter

https://archiveofourown.org/works/25599205

the blorbos deserve pain, don’t you agree? (i haven’t read this one in a hot minute and have forgotten what it’s about but i remember it being good)

- Buy Back the Secrets by sundiscus

https://archiveofourown.org/works/43137879/chapters/108412977

okay no this one LITERALLY AHSGGSGS bro just read it, uhh civvy tim and superboy interactions, 5+1 things, good sibling Jason (a rarity unfortunately), funny ass dialogue

sexy times (good for them)

disclaimer! none of these fics are like solely focused on smut, but that plays a large ish role thats why they’re in this category

- take me to the airport (call me from the platform) by Hayleythewriter

https://archiveofourown.org/works/47970586/chapters/120950194

This has an idiots to lovers tag…there’s not much more to say. except for great sibling relationship portrayal of Damian and Tim that doesn’t involve murder attempts Yay!! (DC wouldn’t even dream of it)

- What happens in Vegas by Ididloveyou_once

https://archiveofourown.org/works/32850109

Stupidest bitches alive fr (mostly tim) + Cassie Sandsmark being a bitch, we love to see it! and and and it has an interesting subplot/s so woowoo, also minor Birdflash👀

- Scions by winterlive

https://archiveofourown.org/works/375897

Conner Luthor is a bitch and i love him + lex luthor is a good dad WHAT!?! oh HA and Clex which is soo good.This was honestly one of my favourites sheerly because of good character representation and BW not being a terrible father

- Trust Fall by Ididloveyou_once

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31654376

Again good sibling rep between all of the batboys, mostly Damian and Tim tho YAY! (it’s seriously a rarity do not take it for granted)

Literally kill yourself after reading these (Pain)

- when your bf hits the street and turns into meat that’s amore by CarrionCarnival

https://archiveofourown.org/works/40318824

self explanatory title, heavy gore :loved it, literally my favourite fic on this list (i adore gore what can i say)

- You are Shaking Fists and Trembling Teeth by Bored_Liege_bow

https://archiveofourown.org/works/47679967

implied TimKon, aftermath of conners death Rip timothy d-w

- my dear devoted delicate by blenderfullasarcasm

https://archiveofourown.org/works/48556555

pushing daisies au, sad af + good exploration of loss on tim’s part through his life

#timkon #tim drake #kon el #conner kent #superfam #batfam #dc #dc comics #superboy #red robin #oh my god the formatting for this fucking post almost killed me aha #i guess my suffering is deserved for having timkon / the batfam as my hyperfixation since march this year #but seriously if you ever plan on to make one of these fuckers and post it DO NOT make it in the apple notes app #just to transfer it to whatsapp and have to re format the entire thing #only to transfer said new format to tumblr where you have to do that all again #just dont #also why was one of my main thoughts while making this : #i wonder if people will be able to tell how autistic i am from this? #anyway here you losers go :) #my suffering is your gain

[lothcatthree]

my darling<3<3 i have very much enjoyed everything you've told me about the coffee/pastry shop au so feel free to feed me more (pun intended) but i am also very intrigued by this ballerina au 👀👀

hi babe!!! sorry this took so long, but i got my ass in gear and made a snippet.

(psst, @brokenphoenix99 @violentcheese @forloveofcodywan @halfwaytoknowhere this one is for y'all too)

here, obi-wan is a professional ballerina and cody is an ex-marine who decided to be a sports medicine physical therapist at a clinic owned by kix. waxer is a kindergarten teacher, which isn't important to the plot but i thought you'd like that info <3

this would be another long-ish fic where obi-wan starts out as cody's patient and ends up pursuing him. cody is very confused because he's trying to stay professional, but obi-wan is so handsome and nice and funny and goddammit he's making cody fall in love with him, ethics be damned.

hilarity and shenanigans ensue.

here's a snippet for their first meeting (obi-wan gets to be a little slutty, as a treat)

Cody is a professional, you see.

He’s never had an issue separating work from his personal life, which really hasn’t been difficult, seeing as most of his patients have been teenaged athletes or huge burly football players that speak a grand total of five words to Cody and prefer to communicate through grunts and pointing at where it hurts.

And then there’s Obi-Wan.

When Cody heard he was being referred to a new client, a professional ballerina, Cody expected something like a tiny, rail-thin person to walk through his door with shitty ankles and a shittier attitude. Not that Cody has anything against ballerinas, specifically, but his only experience has been movies and TV shows and sue him for never meeting one in person.

And then…

There’s Obi-Wan.

Cody is not expecting the man that does walk through the door of the clinic with bright blue eyes, a kind smile, and soft auburn hair that falls just above his shoulders. Where Cody expected all ballerinas to be sharp edges, this man just looks so… soft.

And then he speaks.

“Hi, my name is Obi-Wan. I’m here to see…” Obi-Wan trails off and checks his phone, “Dr. Cody Fett?”

Cody springs into action from where he was more or less creepily lurking in the clinic, watching from a spot that gives him a view of the front desk. It’s his favorite spot to throw things at Jesse, their receptionist, when he’s not looking.

Cody strides into the lobby, attempting to act casual and if he wasn’t just gawking over the man that walked in. The man’s (Obi-Wan, Cody reminds himself) eyes dart to him and Cody tries to keep a straight face, but it feels like he’s burning under the gaze for some reason.

“Hi, that’s me,” Cody curves around the desk and stands a few feet in front of Obi-Wan, extending a hand.

Obi-Wan offers him another smile; a flash of white teeth and a small dimple on his chin. Cody watches his eyes assess Cody and dip down his body, but Cody brushes it off. It’s not the first time a patient has checked him out, though usually they’re more subtle.

He quickly sets the water bottle he’s carrying (it’s covered in stickers, and Cody registers a pride flag sticker, but decides to shove that information away) onto the desk to shake Cody’s hand.

“Pleasure to meet you. Thank you for getting me into your schedule so quickly. I have a recital coming up in a few weeks and I really need to get this bum knee figured out,” Obi-Wan says, taking his hand away and gesturing to his right knee, which is covered in a brace that fits underneath the hem of his biker shorts.

Cody returns his hand to his side, sliding it into the pocket of his black scrub joggers and politely laughs. He has the urge to ask where Obi-Wan’s (wonderfully smooth) accent is from, but that’s got nothing to do with his care and Cody internally chastises himself.

Focus.

“It’s no problem. Why don’t you go ahead and come back with me and we can figure out what’s going on? You can put your stuff on that table at the back” Cody says, gesturing to some cubbies they got for free when Waxer emptied out his old classroom.

Obi-Wan shoots him a grateful smile and begins walking into the clinic just ahead of Cody. After a step, though, Obi-Wan drops his phone, which would be fine, except he abruptly bends at the waist to pick it up. His back arches probably a little more than necessary, and the biker shorts don’t leave a lot of his body to the imagination.

Cody, thanking every possible deity that he still has quick reflexes from his Marine days, stops and flies a hand out to grip the desk to prevent himself from tripping and promptly running his pelvis into what is, unfortunately, a fantastic ass.

Obi-Wan grabs his phone and stands back up fluidly, turning over his shoulder to shoot Cody a smile that, well… It's been a while since Cody’s gotten around, but he could swear it’s flirtatious.

“Sorry. Can’t bend at the knees,” Obi-Wan explains, but he doesn’t sound sorry at all.

In fact, he quickly drags his eyes down Cody’s body and Cody could swear he bites his lip before turning on his heel and walking to the cubbies.

Cody doesn’t respond and he feels his face has heated up, so he turns to Jesse to make sure that all of that actually just happened. Jesse turns from where he was watching Obi-Wan and looks to Cody with slightly raised brows before he gets a look at Cody’s blush and bites his lip to hide a smile.

“Did you se-” Cody begins to whisper.

“I saw it,” Jesse nods and snickers.

Cody blinks dumbly at Jesse, his systems still a little offline as he tries to process that a patient (a beautiful one, but that’s entirely besides the point) just openly flirted with him and tried to get him to look at his ass (it worked, but that’s entirely besides the point).

Jesse looks over at Obi-Wan again and breaks out into an amused grin, his hand coming up to rub at his mouth. He turns to look at Cody again and Cody is a little scared of what he just saw.

Jesse jerks his head over to Obi-Wan and Cody gulps before looking over there. Obi-Wan is working on re-tying his shoes, which is innocent enough, but…

That motherfucker is bending at the knee.

#this was fun and now I can't decide bw starting this or coffeeshop waaaahhh #in WIP hell #codywan #codywan ficlet #my writing

[legacyshenanigans]

okay but like, Ominis seeing the marks on Mcs neck!!! IM HOOKED

Well he won't see them exactly, bless his heart😅 but I was definitely thinking about doing an angsty little piece with my recent posts regarding the marks 👀💔 So here it is

Brotherly Hate 🐍

Ominis isn't fuckin happy, Angsty, probably going to be a stand alone piece to whatever stories I've got going on, because I kinda maybe wanna carry it on in a different approach, I really don't know, but for anyone who wanted to see Omi kick some ass, here you go.

Ominis and MC were sat together chatting one morning in Hogsmeade, he gave her a smile and reached out touching her neck, MC hissed as he touched where Marvolo had bit her the night before when they hooked up, Ominis narrowed his eye's.

Ominis: Have you hurt your neck?

MC: No, I'm fine..

He didn't believe her, something about the way she said that sounded insincere to him, he reached out taking hold of her neckerchief, quickly moving it out of the way and felt her neck, MC panicked but froze in place "Shit" she thought to herself. Ominis gently felt the teeth marks on her, his face went from concern to slight anger..He pulled his hand away slowly, shifting in his seat.

Ominis: Who did that? ..

MC: Ominis..

He couldn't help jealousy from rearing his ugly head. He furrowed his brows, gripping her arm.

Ominis: Who else have you been fooling around with? Don't take me for a fucking fool MC, someone had their mouth on you, and it wasn't me. So who?

MC was frozen, she didn't know what to  say.

Ominis: Sebastian?

MC: ..No

Ominis: Garreth?

MC: *tears forming in her eye's* No..

Ominis: *darkened voice* Then who? ..Tell..Me..

MC: I..I can't.

Ominis narrowed his eyes at her again, he was literally shaking with anger.

Ominis: When did it happen?

MC: Last night.

Ominis: ..When me, you and Sebastian stayed at my parents home?

MC: Y-Yes.

Ominis: ...And you're saying it wasn't Sebastian?

MC didn't say anything, she just stared at his cold face, she saw the moment the glass shattered for Ominis..

Ominis: *whispers lowly and deep* ..Marvolo?

MC: ....

Ominis: *tightening his grip on her arm* Tell me...Was it Marvolo.

MC: Ominis..Please-

Ominis: Did you let my brother fuck you?

MC: I...*sighs as a tear rolls down her cheek* Yes..

Ominis stood, suddenly strangly calm, but that was a worrying thing. He said nothing more to MC as he left the café they sat in, disapparating before MC could run out and reach him, she knew exactly where he'd gone..

Ominis appeared in the front yard of his family home, his fists clenched as he slowly approached the doors and stepped inside, he listened out for noise, hearing something from the kitchen, and made his way in there, he knew it would be Marvolo. He stepped in and simply stood there for a moment, Marvolo looked over his shoulder at him before going back to brewing some kind of potion.

Marvolo: Pfft. What's wrong with you? Walking in here with a face like thunder..

Ominis: Did you fuck her?

Marvolo instantly stopped what he was doing, turning to face Ominis, as he leaned back on the kitchen counter, folding his arms and narrowing his eyes at his younger brother with a smirk on his face.

Marvolo: Did I fuck who?

Ominis: ....MC.

Marvolo: P-ha...No.

Ominis: *steps closer to him, a look of utter hatred on his face as he grit his teeth* MC says otherwise..

Marvolo: *smirks wider* Why ask questions you already know the answers to? That's incredibly annoying Ominis..

Ominis: *now right in front of Marvolo* I want to hear YOU say it..Did you fuck her?

Marvolo had a twisted grin on his face as he simply whispered the word "Yes". Ominis instantly saw red, letting out a scream and lashing out at Marvolo, grabbing him by the collar and throwing him down into the floor, then diving on top of him, his mind focused on nothing else other than hurting his brother, he lashed and he punch, hitting Marvolo straight in the face breaking his nose, Marvolo growled, pushing Ominis backwards then kicking him in the stomach, for the moment that Ominis was winded, as he too growled and hissed through his anger and pain, Marvolo stood running for his wand in the kitchen, Ominis was a step ahead of him though, and knew that's what he was doing, Marvolo lifted his wand towards Ominis a furious look on his face.

Ominis: *still kneeling down on the floor holding his stomach, but aims towards Marvolo* Expelliarmus!!!

Marvolos wand flew out of his hand, as Ominis finally stood, aiming his at Marvolo, his nose crinkled and his brows furrowed heavily,baring his teeth.

Marvolo: *panting as he licks the blood from his nose which dripped down to his top lip* What's the matter little brother?

Ominis: Shut up..

Marvolo: *breathless chuckle*  Sharing is caring.

Ominis: *yells* SHUT UP!

Marvolo: *wicked smile* I fucked her...And I fucked her good.

Ominis's mind broke in that very moment, his hand was shaking as he aimed.

Ominis: *shouts aggressively* CRUCIO!!!!!!

The red bolt flew across the room, hitting Marvolo in the chest, his body flying back before he dropped to the floor in agony, seizuring and letting out pained grunts. Ominis stood there, panting heavily, listening to his brother.

Ominis: You fucking bastard! I HATE you!!!

Ominis composed himself slightly, realising what he'd done, but he was still to angry to care, he hadn't used crucio in years, it still didn't feel good to use, even against his prick of a brother, but desperate times call for desperate measures..He approached Marvolo once the spell had worn slightly, Marvolo lay there, breathing erratically, looking at Ominis, still with a look of anger on his face though he was in a great deal of pain, Ominis leaned over him, speaking in a harsh manner.

Ominis: If you EVER..Touch her again...I will kill you Marvolo..I will..Really..I mean it..

With that Ominis stormed out of his family home, taking in a long inhale before shakily exhaling into the cold air outside.

He really did mean it...He would kill him

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Before He Cheats.

EddieXyou

Little one shot based on the song Before He Cheats.

Just imagine the song was released in '86🙈

Also may or may not have stolen a scene from another tv show 👀

Summary; You're late for one of Eddie's gigs at the hideout but things fall apart right before your eyes.

Warnings; Angst, heartbreak, cheating, public kissing, brief mentions of sex

8:17pm the alarm clock flashed red and if you didn't get a move on you were sure to miss the whole set. You'd promised Eddie you wouldn't be far behind him as he left in a huff without you to go meet his fellow Corroded Coffin band mates at the hideout, you told him you just needed to do your hair, which you both knew was a lie. You'd normally be ready by now and make your way over with Eddie but he had other plans, other plans being that he couldn't leave without making sure your legs were shaking and the contents of his balls were emptied inside you. After the tough couple of weeks you'd both had, you both needed that release. You'd not touched each other in weeks, which for Eddie, was unusual. His behavior had been all round strange, you'd barely seen each other and you felt un-wanted, but its not like you even bothered to make an effort with him, you didn't care, if anything you were glad. You'd been arguing a lot more and instead of going round to his after work you'd go straight home, you'd avoid his calls and go days without seeing him. You squeezed your thighs together and bit down on your still puffy bottom lip as you visualized what had happened moments before, shaking your head to rid the image you hopped out the shower, wrapping a towel around you, you made your way to the bedroom to start on your makeup straight away. You actually couldn't wait to see him, doing what he did best, making you proud. It had been a long time since you last saw him perform.

. . .

A smoky eye paired with a deep red lip was your finished look as your black hair fell to the middle of your back. A quick glance at the clock, 9:21pm "Fuck. Where the fuck is my purse" you muttered running round the trailer while trying to pull on a knee length, heeled boot. Hanging over the clothes rail you caught the glisten of the shiny black faux crocodile skin strap in the light, you tugged it off and threw it over your shoulder, rushing to make your way out the door to your car, not before spinning on your heel and hitting your hip, with a yelp of pain, on the kitchen counter to grab your car keys, uttering curse words and slamming the trailer door you jumped in your car. Shoving the key in the ignition you glanced in the mirror to check the path was clear, rolling your eyes you snatched out the roller you'd left in your bangs. You shifted the gear into reverse and then forwards and put your foot down speeding off with a screeching wheel spin, kicking up dust from the gravel under the tyres. Unbeknownst to you Eddie was trying to call you only to receive a dial tone, you'd accidently knocked the phone off the hook as you'd slammed the door behind you.

A slam of the receiver and Eddie turned to his band mates "Fuck it, she's not coming boys. I'm not waiting any longer." He picked up his guitar and went out on stage.

9:39pm. It was only 10 minutes to the hideout but you'd been stuck behind the slowest old lady going 25mph, you'd beeped, tried to over take and even driven right up her ass, but eventually gave up when she didn't take the hint. "He's gonna be so pissed with me" you sighed gripping the steering wheel, turning your knuckles white. "Ten fuckin' minutes i told him, 'oh i wont be far behind you babe'" you mimicked your own words in a silly voice.

10:02pm. Slamming the car door behind you, you hitched your purse onto your shoulder while calling the old lady every name under the sun. You heard no band playing as you got closer to the door, just the faint sounds of whatever was playing on the jukebox, your heart sank, you'd missed his set and man was he gonna be upset. They only play half an hour and you couldn't even manage to fucking make it. By this point you knew Eddie thought you just weren't gonna turn up, you knew him too well. Or so you thought.

As you slid in through the door, you made your way over to a dim lit corner and you took a seat. Looking towards the stage you could see Jeff struggling to take an amp through the back with a disgruntled look on his face. Where was Eddie? that's his amp. A loud crash made you jump and avert your gaze, now over to Gareth who was flailing his arms in the air, shooting angry glances ahead of him. Boy, if looks could kill. Part of his drum set scattered between the floor and the entry to out the back. He looked pissed. Your brow furrowed as you slowly moved your eyes across the room. A bleached -blonde girl was bent over the pool table, cue in hand while giggling and pushing her ass out. "Jesus, what a tramp" mid roll of your eyes you caught sight of the person behind her. Bent over her, face in the crook of her neck, very clearly pressing his crotch into her fucking ass, showing her how to shoot a combo. Your eyes slowly scanned him, from head to toe. Brown curls that fell to his shoulders, plump lips, a dirty smirk, a necklace with a plectrum attached. Tears pricked your eyes, a hand covered your open mouth, you didn't want to carry on looking but it was like a car crash, you couldn't turn away. A denim battle vest with the sleeves cut away, a motorhead patch, a w.a.s.p pin. You're eyes made their way to his face, What felt like barbed wire gripped your throat, you could see it, right there in his eyes. The lust. The same lust that you knew, come to think of it, that look of lust wasn't even there not 3 hours before when you were underneath him, moaning his name. "Eddieeee, you're a tease" loud giggles knocked you from your train of thought as you saw him, right there in front of you, their position had changed, although still pressed against a pool table, she was now facing him as he nibbled on her earlobe. Your heart ached at the sight. Never would you think Eddie would do something like this, never in a million years.

You'd snuck round to the side of the bar out of their view, sat on a barstool, you'd thrown back almost three quarters of a bottle of Whiskey and the anger built up inside. You watched them as the night went on, every little thing they did, how he bought her drink after drink, obviously something with a low percentage and fruity as she cant handle shooting whiskey, she'd previously sang some white trash version of something on the karaoke. "I'm s-sooo drunk Eddie" she giggled, hiccupping, rubbing her hands over his chest and down to his waist, up and down his torso, the same torso that was not long sweating on top of you earlier that night. "I know sweetheart" a shit eating grin across his face as his hands explore her ass and his lips crashed down onto hers. Sweetheart? No. Please, he didn't just fucking say your pet name to that girl right before he kissed her. Your fists bunched up at the side of you as the tears fell thick and fast down your cheeks, you stood up knocking the stool over and you held onto the bar for support. Stumbling outside you rummaged in your purse and grabbed your keys, making way over to your car you caught a glance of his van, the left corner of your mouth turned up into a smirk as you ran towards his van.

The screeching noise from the keys dragging deeply over the sides of his van were unbearable, it was a clapped out banger anyway, this only made it look better. You knew he always left it unlocked when at the hideout so they could either pack up quickly or so he could come to his van to smoke a quick j. You threw the doors open and picked up what you knew he kept in there. “It’s just for emergencies baby, just in case a deal goes wrong or, or we need back up” his words echoed in your mind. Two smashes later and you’d completely busted his headlights. “Hm this baseball bat DID come in handy” you laughed to yourself as you took a big swing to his drivers side window, climbing inside you took a pocket knife hidden inside his glovebox “y/n” you carved into each of his seats, laughing manically while the tears still fell fast, cheeks stained with mascara. You sat for a moment, a wave of guilt washing over you. Fuck. All you wanted most was his arms around you , telling you everything was okay, that he loved his sweetheart so much. Faint laughter soon stopped that thought and through the wing mirror you saw them, making their way over to his van, his arms draped over her as he followed behind still nuzzling her neck. You swiftly kicked the dented door open with some force and jumped down, leaning against the door you waited.

"Eddie, baby. When are you gonna tell her? You said you would and that was weeks ago" her whiney voice made your hairs stand up on end, there's that barbed wire feeling around your throat again, your eyes narrowed and before you knew it, you'd made your way around the van, four hissing tyres quickly releasing the air that was once held in them. "Hey!! what the fuck you doing? hey!! you!!" The hissing sound drew Eddies attention quickly as he started jogging over. "I'm fucking talking to you asshole, that's my fuc-." Eddies eyes widened as he recognized your face as you slowly rose up from beside the tyre. His whole demeanor changed from flirty, happy Eddie to kicked puppy Eddie.

"Y/n.. sweetheart, wh-what are you doing? You know that's my van right baby?" as Eddie took a step towards you, you moved back. "Edsss, what is going on, baby i wanna go HOME" the shrillness of her voice was intolerable. "Yeah, 'Eds'. What IS going on.." you folded your arms across your chest stepping out into the light. "Eds, who is this? Tell her to beat it" she shrilled, with a roll of your eyes and a scoff leaving your mouth, you moved a few steps forward, standing in front of her, you could see her bright pink lipstick faded, her hair clearly not a natural blonde and her blue eyeshadow was smeared. "Oh, me? Who am i? No honey, that's not the question you wanna be asking" I was his girlfriend. As you circled her, eyeing her up and down, Eddie watched closely, eyes wide. "The question you should be asking is, why have i wasted my entire night watching a cheap two bit whore and someone who was my boyfriend all over each other the entire night, playing fucking tonsil tennis?" you glared at Eddie with narrow eyes as he looked down at the floor. Coward. A cackling laugh brought you from your stare "Listen i don't know what imaginary world you live in darlin', but me and Eds have been together for a few weeks now" she finished with a toss of her hair and a stupid smirk. Everything was slowly coming together, it was her. She was the reason for his behavior. Your heart felt like it'd been taken out and stamped on. "...So if you don't mind, honey. Me and Eds are going home" your hand gripped the pocketknife still within your grip, knuckles turning white at the pressure. The most deranged laugh pulled itself from within your throat "A few weeks? Try 6 fuckin' years SWEETHEART." Your hand which held the pocketknife slowly lifted itself up to her face like it had mind of it's own, the girl stepped backward but you followed forward. "Edsss g-get this psycho away from meeee" the shrieks echoed the Hideouts parking lot and with a lunge forward, still holding up the pocketknife you shouted "BOO!" you couldn't hold the laughter in as she ran away screaming. You threw the knife through the smashed window as you just stood there, "Look Y/n.. I- I wanted to tell you, i thought i should, I really was going to, and then Steve convinced me not too" you just blinked at him, in shock most of all. That fucking asshole Steve, you wanted to kill him. "Do you realise none of this would've happened if over these past few weeks i didn't think that you didn't wanna be with me?"

"Alright, lets say i met someone else and, and you found out in a bar where you were running late and you got there to find me practically fucking on a pool table and THEN Eddie, you find out I've been fucking him for weeks, no. actually. not just fucking but we're together, in love with each other, fucking every day and every night, holding each other i-in bed, cuddling, would you be able to forgive me?" a choked sob escaped your lips as you imagined Eddie doing all that with her.

"Yes. I would"

"You'd have been okay with me being with another man? Kissing him, been naked with him, made love to him?"

"Yes"

"If you knew our hot, sweaty, tangled bodies..."

"LA LA LA LAAAA" Eddie cut you off by covering his ears and shouting, "Okay! Okay!! yeah, i would have been devastated but, i- i would still want to be with you, because i mean, its you. Its always been you, since kindergarten, always you"

You had found yourself sitting on the floor, back leaning on his dented van, it had been silent for over fifteen minutes now, you had no words after what he said, nothing. He sat perched on his drivers seat facing outwards and looking down at you the whole time, your head tucked down into your knees and your arms cradling around them.

"What, you're not even talking to me now?" Eddie jumped down and sat cross legged beside you, facing you, "I-I'm sorry okay? I'm sorry. I was out of my mind, I thought I'd lost you. I didn't know what to do. C'mon! C'mon, how insane must i have been to do something like this? huh? I-I don't cheat right? I-, that's not me, I'm not Steve. Y'know, Y'know what? I'm- I'm not the one who pushed me away, okay? You're the one who bailed on us, you're the one who ran when things got a little tough."

"That's fucking bullshit and you know it Eddie, That's absolute straight bullSHIT"

"Okay, well here we are. Now we're in a tough spot again y/n. What do you wanna do? How do you wanna handle it? Huh? Do you wanna fight for us? Or-Or, Do you wanna bail? Look, I.." Eddies eyes filled with tears "..I did a terrible, stupid, stupid thing. Okay? And I'm sorry, i wish i could take it back but i cant, i just cant see us throwing away something we know is so damn good. Y/n, i love you so much." Eddie leans forward and kisses your shoulder, moving up to kiss the side of your face and finally pressing his lips to yours.

"No Eddie!!" you stand up, moving away from him. "Don't! You cant just kiss me and think you're gonna make it all go away, okay? It doesn't work like that. It doesn't just make it better. Okay?" you sigh "I think i should go" your voice soft and small. Eddie stands and moves in front of you.

"Look, look. There's got to be a way we can work past this? okay?" Eddie takes hold of your arm gently, "I cant imagine my life without you.." The both of you start to cry, looking deep into each others eyes "..Without- Without these arms, and your face, and this heart. Your good heart Y/n." Suddenly Eddie drops to his knees and hugs you tightly around your waist. "..And.. And.." He sniffles.

"No, I cant. you're a totally different person to me now. I used to think of you as somebody that would never, ever hurt me, ever. God. and now i just cant stop picturing you with her. I cant." Eddie slowly stands up backing away "..It doesn't matter what you say or what you do Eddie, its just changed everything, forever." Tears are falling thick and fast down both your cheeks.

Eddie shakes his head, placing his hand on your cheek "Yeah, but this cant be it?" His voice cracks and hurt pangs through your chest.

"Then how come it is?"

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A/N: yesss this is pure smut👀 I mean it. It’s mostly pwp. I really hope you’ll like it! I really enjoyed writing this even though I have no idea about bdsm, all I write is fiction and just…what my mind comes up with🤣😋 please leave some feedback and don’t forget to reblog!!!

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Summary: Steve loses his virginity.👀

Pairing: sub!Steve x dom!reader

Warnings: virginity loss, virgin Steve, inexperienced Steve, p in v, protected sex, bondage, whip, taking photos during sex, oral f receiving, fingering, multiple orgasms, squinting , Dom reader, sub Steve

When Steve leaned over you, you pulled him into a bruising kiss, dominating him within seconds, till he was a panting mess against you. You could feel his hardness rub against your core in irregular thrusts, while one of his hands grabbed your ass tightly, the other one slowly sliding up to your breasts. Only then did you remember to talk to him about what exactly would happen-and if he was ready to really be with you.

“Steve-Steve wait, baby”, you whispered, wrapping your legs tighter around him, till he couldn’t move anymore-but he definitely tried for a while longer, before you grabbed onto his hair, pulling his head back so he’d be looking at you. “I need you to listen to me, okay? Come on, sit up”, he didn’t seem happy about it but did as you said, sitting up against the headboard. You definitely wanted to see him more often in this position; in the middle of your bed, resting against the headboard, preferably naked and with his hands bound behind his back or over his head. Maybe he’d allow you to cover his pretty eyes, even though you loved looking into them….His pouty lips would look beautiful with a gagball…oh god, maybe a collar-fuck, you were going way to far ahead.

“Do you know what BDSM is?”, you asked, standing up from the bed and walking to the walk in closed that was standing right in front of your bed. The doors have full length mirrors. You couldn’t stop yourself from smirking when you looked at your reflection. It took you a few years to finally buy everything for your bedroom. It’s your playroom, just…hidden. Steve hasn’t even noticed the hidden chains at the bed spots or even over his head. He’d soon find out what everything was for. If he wanted to, of course.

You saw Steve shake his head in the reflection, making you look back at him, noticing how his palm was rubbing over his dick. “Stop that”, he dropped it, immediately grabbing the comforter instead. Hm. He did listen, that was…good. Very good. You felt a warmth spreading in your chest, slightly proud at how good he was without even knowing it.

“BDSM”, you started, opening the doors, walking into the closet and opening a drawer. “Bondage.” You took out a rope, a pretty baby blue color. It would look good with his eye color. “Discipline.” You grabbed a whip hanging at the wall, not a big one, just something to start with. “Sadism and Masochism”, with that you turned around, caressing your own palm with the whip, dropping the rope onto the bed.

Steve looked at the rope and then at the whip in your hand. His widened eyes jumped from one thing to the other, before once again finding your lips. His own mouth agape. You couldn’t tell if he was mesmerized, horrified or just curious. You would be amused by his nervous restlessness, the grabby hands, and the curious, hungry look, if the circumstances were any different. But you felt pretty much as excited as him. “I like sex. And I have a lot of sex but…I have my preferences. I like to be in control, I love having my partner to be tied up. Dominating my sweet boy…A bit of pain here and there…but I know it’s a lot for someone who never had sex.” You looked back at him, straight in his hungry eyes. The iris was fully swallowed by the black of his pupils.

“A dom takes on the responsibility of leading, guiding, disciplining, and protecting its sub. If you’d like, you could be my sub, which means the receiver of my control, influence, and discipline. I don’t need a decision now. You can think it through, I can give you as much time as you need and even if you wouldn’t want it, we could think about a different solution. There are also certain rules a Dom should always discuss with them, for example a safe word and limits.” Putting the whip aside you brushed over Steve’s thigh with your hand, feeling how much he was trembling.

You kissed his jaw gently, but when he tried to capture your lips with his own you pulled away again. “Do you have any questions for now?” Steve shook his head, making the corners of your mouth twitch. “Use your big boy words, Stevie. I need more than head shaking.” He nodded again, a blush creeping across his cheeks, disappearing behind his button down. “No questions-I don’t have any questions”, he whispered, squirming a bit, pushing his thigh against your palm.

“Okay, sweetheart. Do you still want to have sex with me to-“ “yes. I want you. I want to have sex with you, please-I just-“ “Okay, okay, that’s definitely a very sure answer”, you couldn’t stop the giggle leaving you mouth, once again kissing his jaw. He was really making your heart race.

You sat down closer to him, taking his hand and squeezing gently. “Then I need to discuss with you two more things tonight, a safe word and your limits-at least for now.” Steve gulped, pulling his eyebrows together. A little wrinkle appearing between them. “I don’t want to hityouwithawhip”, it was nearly impossible to understand his words, but you quickly shook your head.

“No Steve, that’s not for you-at least you wouldn’t be the one using it. And it’s not there to hurt. It’s to…make you feel good. But if you don’t want it, I can put it aside, yeah?”, Steve thought for a moment, before slowly shaking his head. He really had no idea what was coming, but he trusted you. Somehow your voice calmed him down. Well, at least part of him, because his dick was still throbbing in his pants, ready to burst.

Steve took the whip in his hand, for a moment looking at you. For approval maybe? So you nodded. He pulled his sleeve up, tracing pale skin. “Can I try it on my arm?”, before you could answer he already swung the whip, definitely way too strong. Without thinking you put your hand on his soft skin, feeling the sting in your whole hand. Thank god he didn’t hit himself, it would’ve make him hate BDSM before he even fully tried it. For a moment you closed your eyes, exhaling quietly. It’s not the worst thing you had felt. “Oh god-I’m so sorry-I-“ “It’s okay sweetheart. It’s not that bad”, you reassured him quickly, cupping his face with your other hand. “That’s my job. Making sure you don’t get hurt, okay? But from now on please listen to me and before you do something; wait for an answer, are we clear?”, your voice was gentle, but firm, more similar to the one you’d use during a scene.

You watched as Steve’s cheeks blushed furiously, even reaching his ears. “Yes, I’m sorry. It won’t happen again”, you smiled, giving him a gentle kiss on the lips. “My sweet boy. You’re learning so fast, aren’t you? The best student I could’ve asked for”, you whispered against his lips, making him whine nearly inaudible.

“You remember when I told you about saying ‘red’ when I do something you don’t enjoy?” The memory of your lips around his cock made his dick leak even more pre-cum in his boxers, but he nodded mumbling an answer. “That’s the Traffic Light Safe Words system. It’s there to communicate how you are doing in a scene. Red means you want everything to stop-it doesn’t matter for that reason, if you’re uncomfortable or in pain or anything else-if you want me to stop immediately, you’ll say red. If you want to slow dowm, maybe need a breather or just need to get used to everything…just say yellow and I’ll give you a bit of time or change the scene. Green means everything is alright. Do you understand?” “Yes.” There was still something missing…

Oh right.

You bit your bottom lip, before slowly sitting onto his lap. “And I like being called mommy or mistress, can you do that for me? Call me that during a scene”, you asked quietly against his lips, making him nod. You could feel the heat radiating from him and it made your whole body vibrate. God, he had no idea how much he affected you. “Yes, I can do that” “yes, I can do that, who?” “Yes, I can do that, Mistress”, he whispered back. “My sweet boy.” The purr in your voice is delightful, lyrical.

With that you pressed your lips hard against his, not being able to stop yourself from grinding down hard onto his bulge. He was trembling, grabbing onto your hips and ass strong enough to leave bruises. His quiet cursing surprised you, while he seemed like not knowing if he should stop rubbing against you or continuing-but then you understood why. Warm wetness touched your slip, while you were still moving against him. “I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to-“ “Fuck sweetheart did you get all worked up from hearing me talk? Did you imagine what I’d do to you?”, you asked quietly, kissing his neck. Steve nodded, whining as you rolled your hips harder against his sensitive dick, still filling his pants.

“Wait-I’m-fuck-fuck-so sensitive-too much”, he mumbled, trying to move his hips away. You stilled your movements, looking at his pretty glassy eyes. “Are you saying you need a bit of time? Yellow?” If you had been honest with yourself, you had already suspected he’d be sensitive now after coming, but you wanted him to try to use his safe words-making sure he knew you’d listen and also, that he had the chance to say them whenever he needed to. You just wanted him to remember. He was a virgin and definitely needed to learn how everything worked. Even his own body-you needed to do that too. You’ve never had a virgin. “Yes…yellow…I’m too sensitive, I’m so-“ “never be sorry for using one of your words, okay sweetheart? I’m happy when you’re comfortable enough to let me know if you need a bit time” A soft smile slipped onto his lips. “Yes mistress”, with that you gave him a quick kiss before standing up and stepping away from the bed. “My perfect boy. Learning so fast”, you whispered, reaching behind you and pulling the zipper of your dress down.

Steve watched you with an open mouth, as your dress slowly fell to the floor. The expression he made was priceless. His eyes are trying to linger on a part of you for as long as possible, but also trying to watch more. You were wearing black underwear, it wasn’t anything too revealing, but probably more than he had ever seen-unless while watching porn, because you just knew your boy watched porn, needing something while he touched his pretty cock.

“You’re so beautiful…Mistress”, he whispered gently, grazing his hand along your thigh. You let him. It was his first time, you didn’t want to make it too hard for him. He should enjoy touching you while he still could. “Thank you, babyboy, but you haven’t seen me naked yet”, you grinned as his eyes widened in surprise. A soft laugh escaped your chest.

“Have you ever thought we finished? Just because you finished, doesn’t mean it's over”, you couldn’t stop yourself from slipping a bit of humiliation in today's scene. Maybe you could already find some of his secret kinks? You hoped so.

His cheeks reddened, while he bit on his bottom lip and squirming a bit. “Could I-could I…use my…mouth on you?”, he asked, sitting on the edge of the bed right before you. He was looking up at you, his hands on your thighs, for a moment just admiring the work of art you had on your skin. The many tattoos normally hidden by clothes. He wanted to trace them all with his fingers. Or even better with his tongue. Especially the ones on your inner thighs.

“You want to eat my pussy, sweetheart?” Your question made his face even redder than before, but he nodded. “Yes, I want to…eat your pussy. Want to taste you, mistress”, Steve whispered, gently letting his hands slide a bit higher up to your panties. You watched as he slowly pulled them down, stopping before he could reveal anything more. Once again he lifted his gaze. “May I take off your underwear?”, he asked, surprising you.

Smirking, you brushed your hand over his hair. “Yes, you don’t have to ask today. Today is your day, baby. Enjoy your birthday”, you whispered against his lips, before straightening your back again. The happy smile that appeared on his lips made your heart flutter.

He was so fucking cute.

“Wait, could you take off your bra?”, he asked quickly, as if you’d deny him that. Without saying a word you reach behind you. Within seconds your bra fell down onto his hands, which were still holding your hips. A gasp escaped his lips.

Oh right. He probably hadn’t expected that.

“You-your nipples are pierced?”, his question was hushed and quiet, just like if it was a secret. You took his hand from your hip, sliding it over your stomach up to your breast, letting his fingers rub over your nipple, especially the metal ring. Steve couldn’t stop himself pinching your nipple lightly, making you moan. Even he moaned, not knowing why. It was just so….wow. He felt like his brain was turning to mush. The only thing he could think about was pleasure. And to please. He wanted to please you. Wanted to hear the pretty moans again.

He felt his dick twitch in his messy pants, wincing slightly at the uncomfortable feeling.

So attentive how you were, you noticed it immediately, stepping a bit away from him. “Come on, take off your filthy clothes, my filthy boy”, you opened two buttons revealing more of his beautiful pale skin, marked with a few freckles.

You’ve never felt so attracted to someone.

Ungracefully Steve took off his clothes, throwing them on the floor. Normally you’d make him fold them. Maybe pick up with his mouth…but not today. They stayed right on the floor where he left them.

Out of habit Steve covered himself with his hands, making you click your tongue. Your beautiful boy wouldn’t be ashamed of himself. You’d make sure of that. “Don’t hide that gorgeous cock, baby. I’ve already seen it…even had it in my mouth. Made Mistress so happy. The thickest cock she had”, you whispered pushing him once again to a sitting position. He dropped his hands to the side, grabbing the comforter to hold onto something.

His dick was already half hard and twitching. Fuck, just gorgeous. He’s uncut and you’d definitely play with his skin more the next time you’d suck his cock. The last time you had him in your mouth was rushed and you hadn’t probably taken care of him. Not like you’d normally do it. “Can’t wait to have you back in my mouth”, you grinned, stepping even closer, till you were standing right in front of him.

Steve bit his bottom lip, looking at his messy from cum hardness for a moment, before finding your slip again. His hands grabbed onto it, pulling it immediately down, revealing your freshly waxed pussy and- He gasped again seeing the little tattoo right over your lips. ‘Bon appetit.’ He definitely felt like he could pass out at this point.

“Should-should you lay down or something?”, he asked you, but you only laughed quietly, shaking your head. Not saying anything you lifted your leg and putting your foot on the bed, revealing your glistening folds to him. You were already wet and throbbing-and he could see it. At this point he was hard as a rock again.

Steve gulped, slowly leaning to your core and licking flat over your pussy. A gasp escaped your lips feeling his wet tongue glide along your folds, collecting your juices. His tongue dipped into your channel, before licking you once again. If accidentally or not, he found your clit, circling it a few times, before repeating it all a few times. You moaned his name pleasurably, grabbing his hair and pulling him even closer, while he ate your cunt out like it was his last meal. Or his first. You couldn’t tell. But he was desperate.

For Steve being a virgin, he used his tongue pretty good, truly surprising you. His hand inched slowly over your inner thigh to your core, stoking over your folds before carefully pushing one finger in. The feeling of your soft muscle made him quietly gasp against your core. “Don’t worry, babyboy, I’m not made of sugar”, you felt Steve grin against you pulling away for a moment. “You sure taste so”, his comment made you giggle. Literally giggle. Even he seemed to cackle a bit, before continuing licking your clit and moving his hand in you. “My sweetheart, so good to me”, you whispered, gently running your nails up the back of his scalp, taking handfuls of his hair and tugging, eliciting a moan from him that you could feel vibrate against your core.

“Use a second finger, baby. And curl them-fuck, yes just like that-oh god, Steve”, you gasped when he hit your g-spot dead on, making more wetness gush around his fingers. “Making Mo-Mistress feel so good”, you moaned, nearly not noticing the wrong name slipping from your mouth, just being overwhelmed by pleasure. Even though you usually had many orgasms and great scenes, it never felt like this. Never have you felt such intense pleasure.

Was it because you really liked Steve?

Just as if Steve heard your thoughts he looked up at you, still lapping at your core but you could feel a smile forming on his lips. His bright sparkling eyes find yours, making it impossible to look anywhere else. He was beautiful. Tousled hair sticking out in all directions from your hard grip. His cheeks still coated with a soft blush.

“Wanna make a girl come for the first time? Because you’re about to, baby”, you moaned, moving your hips slightly against his tongue, his fingers fucking you much quicker at this point, always curling into your sensitive spot. It’s like he

When the hot pleasure rushed over you, you had to grab onto Steve’s shoulder otherwise your knees would’ve given out. “Fuck-Baby-“, moaning you threw your head back. Your velvet walls clenched around his thick digits, sucking him in, while the throbbing made Steve imagine how you’d feel around his cock.

Still moving his fingers, drawing out your orgasm, Steve watched as your release and his spit cover his hand, slowly dripping down onto the floor beneath. He had always imagined how it would be to finally please a woman, but he had never imagined it like that. Not wanting to stop pleasuring you, he latched onto your clit again, ripping a loud moan out of your throat. „Oh my god, Steve, you’re amazing, baby-fuck, do you want to make your mistress come again? Fuck-“, you praised on a groan, gripping his hair even rougher, pulling his face right to your pulsing cunt.

While he wasn’t able to speak, he did nod against you, pushing himself even more into you, his fingers moving in a face pace, licking around them before suckling at your bud. Steve had you trembling in no time, feeling how much your leg shook under his palm. You hadn’t actually expected him to bring you to a second orgasm within only a few minutes, but he surprised you-and himself, judging by the look on his face, when some more of your release coated his hand, running down to his wrist.

Panting you let go of his hair, putting down your leg. Steve’s breathing was as irregular as yours, a sparkle in his eyes that showed hunger. Need.

Your lips twitched to a smirk, pushing him back onto the bed and telling him to sit at the headboard. The good boy he was, he quickly obeyed, looking curiously as you grabbed the rope and sat onto his lap.

Before using it you pushed your hips to his, gliding your drenched folds against his shaft. Steve’s gasp that followed sounded like relief. Relief finally feeling something against his own sex.

Watching his open mouth for a moment you leaned down, capturing his lips in a hungry kiss. Your own taste on his tongue made you hum, chasing it even more by deepening the kiss. Your teeth clang together, tongues filling each other's mouths. It was hot, messy and fierce.

Until it wasn’t.

The kiss became gentler, slower…soulful.

A soft kiss between lovers.

You kissed for a while, until you two were smiling too much to properly kiss, so you had to part. Steve looked at you with love written all over his face. His eyes never left your face, even though you were fully naked, with your breasts on eye level. The part he mostly enjoyed looking at were your eyes. Not your body.

And this made you feel something you hadn’t felt in a long time.

It scared you, to feel this.

So you took your eyes off him, trapping the whip from before. His gaze followed your movements curiously. “Give me your palm, sweetheart”, you said. After holding out his palm up you took Steve hand and slapped it gently with the whip. He jerked, but you could tell it was just from surprise, since his breath hitched excitedly. “How does that feel?” “It’s…it’s tingling”, he answered, still looking at your hand holding his.

“Good tingling or bad?” There was silence for a moment. “Good…very good tingling. I liked it”, his words were much quieter this time, only a whisper for you to hear.

A smile crept onto your lips, before giving him a quick peck on the mouth. “It won’t be harder than this, I promise. Would you let me tie your arms up?”, you asked. This time he answered much quicker, nodding wildly. “Yes-yes mistress, tie me up, please.”

Grabbing the robe again you pulled out the eyebolt from the headboard, where it was hidden. Steve noticed this, his eyes widening slightly, curiously. There was so much to learn about you and he wanted to know everything. Every little detail. Not only in the bedroom, but also just the whole you.

“Give me your arms, Pretty”, you wrapped the rope around his forearms, smiling at the color so similar to his eyes. Just a soft baby blue. You’ll love this color forever, always reminding you of him.

Pulling gently at the knots you checked if it was too tight for his circulations, making sure his wrists weren’t too tightly bound, before securing the rope through the eyebolt. “Are you comfortable? Is it too tight?”, you slid down from his lap, watching him move his hands a bit and pulling at the restraints. “No- I mean-yes-I-yhm…I’m comfortable, yes and no, it’s not too tight”, he blushed, ducking his head for a second.

A soft laugh rose from your chest, while you grabbed the whip again, shaking your head slightly about his adorable stuttering. “Colour?” “Green, Mistress. Green…”, Steve bit his bottom lip.

“Perfect…then Mistress will make you feel good, yeah? Close your pretty eyes for me, sweetheart. Good boy, making Mistress so proud. You're a great student, have I told you that?”, a whine followed from Steve, squirming against the restraints. His leaking cock bobbed with every movement, leaving pre-cum all over his lower stomach.

You bit onto your lip, just watching him for a bit. You could tell he was waiting for you to do something, but never once did he peek.

What a good boy, indeed.

Slowly dragging the whip over his calf you caressed over his leg, till you stopped at his thigh. For a second you let it rest against his skin, before hitting his skin and making him jump in surprise. A moan leaving his lips. He opened his eyes, looking back at you, a deep blush rising over his chest, before he closed his eyes again. “I won’t do it again, promise”, he said, making you hum quietly.

It was incredibly alluring to test his words, but not today.

Once again you swapped him gently with the whip on the inner side of his thigh, making his legs tense for a moment, before a quiet gasp escaped him. This time his eyes remained closed. “Good boy, keeping your promise…making me so proud”, you watched as the blush rose over his chest to his face with every word.

The next few hits were all meant for his thighs, after you slowly caressed his abs with the tip of the crop, gently brushing to his nipples. Steve’s breath hitched and you noticed how he pushed his chest out against the feeling around his nipples. “Please…”, his quiet begging made the corners of your mouth twitch. He was beautiful. A masterpiece-your masterpiece. Just for your eyes. And you wanted to see more of him. More of his reactions, hear more gasps and moans…have him coming apart under your hands.

Swatting his nipples made him moan loudly, pulling at the ropes, while his whole body twitched. You could see how much pre-cum was leaking from his tip, coating him with a glistening layer. “My beautiful boy…want more, hmm?”, you purred, not needing to wait long for an answer. “Yes please-yes please mistress-I need more”, he whined.

You clicked your tongue at his words, pulling the whip away. “I know what you need, sweetheart. You only may ask for more”, a grin crept over your lips when he nodded. “Yes, Mistress…I..please give me more…please”, he begged prettily.

“What exactly do you want, sweetheart?”, you asked, your tone mockingly unknowing. Steve’s next grumble was using, while he held onto the ropes. “Please…hit me with the whip-please” “where? Where do you want your mistress to use the whip on you? Come on, tell me, tell M-” “My cock! Fuck, use it on my cock”, he moaned, fidgeting with his hands, not being able to fully hold onto them from being tied up. “Please, Mistress, please use it”, his abdomen was wet from all the mess he was making. His dick angry red and pulsing, throbbing hungry. Neglanced. You’d love to just take a picture of him and hang it up so you’d be able to admire your work whenever you needed. Steve was magnificent. His body on full display, his beautiful pecks and thighs slightly red from the slaps and especially the strong blush. His hair was a total mess, only adding to this aphrodisiac picture.

Biting down on your bottom lip you grabbed your phone, using the other hand to brush the whip over his abdomen, pushing his cock away from his abdomen, before letting it slap back against his skin, leaving a trail of precum behind. “You’re so beautiful, Steve…Mistress would like to take a few pictures, are you okay with that baby? Give me a color”, Steve nodded immediately. “Yes-yes, yes, Green. So Green.”

You couldn’t stop the grin forming on your lips, letting the crop glide over his skin, while taking a picture of his messy cock and beautiful body. His pouty lips, swollen from biting down on them all the time.

When the crop strikes over his shaft more juices run down his length, even coating your whip with it. You took a picture then, too and swatted his tight balls with the tip, making him moan loudly. “Mistress-please-“, he didn’t even know what he was begging for, but when you repeated this action he knew that was exactly what he needed. You knew what he needed. The click of another photo being taken made his chest flutter. He never thought about making nude pictures, never having taken any and now here he was; tied up and starving for anything you wanted to give him and he really couldn’t wait to see the pictures in the end. Wanted to know if he looked as desperate as he felt.

He heard you putting down your phone, but the crop never left his body, brushing softly over his skin. Especially his sensitive cock.

The next slap came unexpectedly and was harsher than the ones before, right against his tip. “Color?” “Green! Green, so green-more-please-“, he moaned, getting exactly what he asked for when you hit his balls harshly. Then his shaft. His tip, again. And again….and again…

At some point you noticed tears streaming down his face and after asking about his color he gave once again a very enthusiastic ‘green’. His mess was running down his cock, over his balls and onto the comforter beneath him. The red mushroom head of his dick was leaking constantly, looking angry for attention. And while Steve enjoyed the whip against his skin, you couldn’t wait anymore, needing to feel him fill you.

After such a long time of teasing him you could feel your own slick running down your tattooed thighs. Steve would probably wait as long as you’d make him but you couldn’t wait yourself anymore.

You needed him.

“You can open your eyes. Yeah baby, you’ve such pretty eyes, did you know that? Love looking into those bright blues”, you leaned down kissing his lips gently. Steve smiled at you when you pulled away, finding a condom in your drawer. His eyes were teary and slightly bloodshot. So beautiful…

When you sat over his lap, his legs were already trembling, shaking from overstimulation. “Are you ready baby?”, you asked softly, while putting on the condom over his thick cock. Steve nodded and watched as you took him in hand and rubbed against your wet fold. He could already feel the warmth of your cunt, making him whine quietly.

“Already feels so good, baby…can’t wait to have you fill me up. Stretch my pussy around you”, you moaned against his ear, while he felt you slowly lowered yourself, letting him sink deeper into you.

His heart was pounding, chest raising uncontrollably, breathing hard. It was happening. He’d have sex for the first time. With you. Right now. He was feeling how your cunt was swallowing him whole, sucking him into your heat.

The feeling of your warm velvet walls is so welcoming. He never thought this would feel this good. So incredible. When he was fully seated in your channel, you stopped moving, even needing to adjust to his girth. Your hands slowly stroked over his chest, grabbing his peck with one hand, brushing the other one to his neck and into his hair.

When you slowly started moving, Steve’s moans filled the air, when you too couldn’t keep yourself from gasping pleasantly. “Oh god, baby, you feel so good. Can’t believe what an amazing dick you have-and only for me. My babyboy”, you moaned bouncing on him quickly-and Steve also started fucking into you by lifting his hips, making him hit your g-spot unexpectedly.

Steve felt how you clenched around him, trying to move his hips to hit the spot more often. And fuck did he manage to do that. Everytime he touched your sensitive spot, you felt blinded by pleasure. “Mistress-fuck I-I’m not gonna last long”, he whispered against your neck, his lips trailing down to your chest and latching onto your pierced nipples, licking around the ring.

“It’s okay baby-come for me-I’m close too”, you moaned brushing with one hand between your bodies to circle your sensitive clit. His suckling at your nipple, the hard pounding against your g-spot and also now adding the stimulation at your clit was enough for your orgasm to rush unexpectedly over you, nearly making you blackout from how intense your orgasm was.

Squirting all over his dick, you started to move your hips even faster, wanting for him to orgasm, too. And feeling your muscles tighten around him, he was thrown over the edge with one last trust, moaning your name into your ear, kissing and sucking at your neck. “Oh my god”, he whined, his whole body jerking against you while he filled the condom.

His head dropped against your shoulder and you slowly released the rope from the eyebolt, before starting to untie his wrists. Steve let you do whatever you wanted, while just letting his face rest against your skin, feeling completely exhausted. “Feeling okay, sweetheart?”, you asked into his hair, massaging his sore arms.

Steve giggled into your shoulder, slowly lifting his head, his arms wrapping around you, “Feelin’ amazing…made you squirt”, he grinned cheekily, pulling you a bit closer, forgetting he was still in you, which made the two of you gasp. “Yes baby, you did. You’re amazing, like I said, a perfect student…learning so quick…learning how to please your mistress already at the first time”, you grinned, kissing his cheek softly. His cheeks blushed lightly, while you kissed along your jaw, too. You stroked over his hair, enjoying the sweet cuddles.

“Happy birthday, baby.” The words were in a hushed voice, but loud enough for him to hear. “Thank you, love”, he sighed softly.

Steve’s fingertips brushed gently over your waist, making you squirm against him. He immediately stopped the kisses, grinning at you. “You’re ticklish”, he whispered, the words so quiet like a dark secret between you. You bit your bottom lip and nodded, feeling his fingers once again caress your skin.

“Let’s get cleaned up, we’re filthy”, you laughed, as he only again pressed his fingers into your sides.

Showering with Steve was a great feeling, soft touches, washing each other, while Steve also couldn’t stop admiring your beauty. Before that he wasn't really able to do that, too excited about what was happening. But now? He had all the time he needed to memorize your ink, your soft curves and small scars. Anything, really. He loved everything he saw. You were beautiful.

“Come on Stevie, let’s get to bed”, you whispered against his wet chest, while you two just stood there in each other's arms. Steve may be younger, but he made you feel safe in his embrace, in his strong arms.

He grumbled slightly, but let go of you and stepped out of the shower. After drying off you walked back to the bedroom, where you pulled off the messy comforter, thankfully not making it any worse, before throwing it in the laundry basket. You were glad to have bought waterproof comforters for your bed, especially useful in moments like these.

Steve just stood at the edge of the bed, covering himself with his hands, making you laugh quietly because of that. He was still blushing but this would probably change soon, he’d probably start being comfortable in his nudity in no time. His gaze flickered around, curiously looking for what else he hadn’t noticed before.

“When did you start with the..the BDSM…stuff?”, he asked after you two laid down, with your head against his chest. You couldn’t remember the last time you had cuddles with someone. One of your hands slowly stroked over his chest, over the redness left behind from the whip and your nails.

“Really started experimenting when I was…twenty, I think. At first I had to Learn a lot about myself…what I like…what my limits are…it was easier after meeting a few people. For example Natasha, she’s my best friend and we often attend a bdsm club-which you don’t have to, of course. And I don’t need to either if you wouldn’t want me to”, you mumbled, feeling Steve shake his head. “No, I don’t mind that. Especially when it’s something you really enjoy. Maybe I’d go with you one day there…but not yet. I’m not ready I think…” “no, you’re not, baby. It’ll take a while”, you kissed his chest gently.

Steve’s fingers brushed over your back, still not believing he was really laying with you in your bed. You had sex. You two were dating, at least that’s what he hoped and you’d go on a real date soon.

He was the luckiest guy in the universe.

“Did you have many sex partners?” This question made you just lift your head, looking at him with raised eyebrows. “Do you really want to know the answer?” He laughed quietly, shaking his head, but still grinning cheekily. “Maybe not but…like, serious partners? Relationships?”

You thought for a moment. “Serious relationships…only two. My first boyfriend, we met when we were sixteen and we've been together for two years. And the second one…we broke up two years ago. We were a couple for three years. He had proposed on our second anniversary but…I’m glad It didn’t work out in the end.”

You talked for a while, not wanting to stop, but exhaustion finally took over you.

And so you two slowly fell asleep. Happily.

Not knowing what would interrupt your happiness and peace in the morning.

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[coryosmin]

Listen, listen come closer…closer so I could whisper this to you. Ready? You don’t have to add to this, because I know you’ve been writing your ass off! But I need to share this with you:

🥀Masquerade Ball with AcademyCoryo🥀

Imagine! We’ve talked about songbirds and snakes, we’ve talked about the black cat and golden retriever pairing, but what about a violent white wolf and a sweet doe hm?🐺🦌🥀Instead of a prom like modern times the Capitol has all these fancy dresses and masks their senior year. And Coriolanus is like damnit how am I going to dress up for this? I can’t even afford to look like the best baddie in the room and Tigris feels awful because she can only afford to make him a suit that’s decent. She spends months on it and makes it out of fuckin curtains! Like okay queen pop off! 👏 He doesn’t deserve Tigris I swear!💅🏻Then he gets a gift sent from the reader and it’s a white wolf mask🤍 It doesn’t cover the full face but it’s gorgeous! Coryo’s so shocked by it, but grateful and it matches his suit…which is also white as snow. He shows up, the masquerade ball is at President Ravinstill’s mansion and Coriolanus looks sharp!😘

Bro has no idea he’s going to be living in that mansion one day and become a menace to society🥀Everyone else be looking good too! (Sejanus is drinking fruit punch in the corner dressed as an angel because he is one, Arachne has this creepy spider mask, with a black dress that foreshadows her demise, Clemensia has a rainbow snake mask, also a foreshadow for her. Festus has a fox mask because that boy be playin games)

I thought of this idea while drinking wine!🍷I’m hyped now!🐺Then the reader has the audacity to wear a dress with roses on it and a mask that resembles a doe and she just smiles before asking him if he likes the mask she gave him. Coryo leans in and speaks in her ear…

“I am going to eat you alive.”🥀

And the reader is so confused. Like what did I do? Does he hate it? Wait. What’s that hungered look in his eyes? Oh no. I’m in trouble. Then he brings her away to a dark corner of a bathoom and everyone is so clueless to what’s going. Maybe Sejanus noticed, but he’s too absorbed with his fruit punch and cookies right now🙂The reader is so nervous about getting caught, but Coryo starts full on making out with her, then rips her panties off and just goes FERAL!👏He covers readers mouth so no one hears her, meanwhile while he’s pounding into her against the wall and they still have their masks on. After a few minutes their classmates have wondered where they’ve gone 👀 Coryo gets carried away and snarls before finishing in the reader. Then he’s a panting mess and he realizes the reader’s dress has slipped down and her bare tits are showing and her legs are shaking! She is all teary eyed and dazed. Girly you good!🤣

Coryo is just like “Oh, my bad sweetheart.” Then he helps reader fix herself up and he straight up stuffs her torn underwear into his pocket. Reader is still in shock while he sits her up on the sink’s counter and he starts wiping her inner thighs with tissue but she just keeps leaking and shaking while he’s like “Sorry, sorry just trying save you dress here, you alright?” Reader is still like I got fucked in Felix Ravinstill’s bathroom on a Saturday night damn!😵‍💫

Coryo helps the reader stand and kisses her forehead.

“Are you alright? Say something please.”

Then the reader just nods and whispers she’s alright.

“I don’t know what came over me, you look stunning tonight—thank you for the mask.”

Before the reader can say anything, all of the a sudden there’s a pounding pair of fists! Right outside the bathroom door, and they both flinch. The reader clings onto his arms in panic and Coryo tries to keep his composure. The door is locked but the pounding doesn’t stop. Livia Cardew is right outside the door acting like Maddy from Euphoria and she’s yelling while rattling the door handle and she’s shouting “Y/N what are you doing in there, I need to use the bathroom! Open up!” And the reader is internally screaming, Coryo scowls but doesn’t say anything and the reader says she’ll be out in a minute, but she doesn’t stop nagging. So, the reader makes Coryo hide in the bathtub and he thinks “This is ridiculous. I can’t stand Livia Cardew.” Livia comes in, dressed as cat 🐈‍⬛ with her claws out. She asks what took so long, but then she sees the flustered reader holding her stomach like she’s going to be sick and she shuffles out of the bathroom, her legs are still sore, she’s like please don’t look at me🫣 and Livia is like “Okay weirdo, yuck why does it smell musty in here? Did you throw up?” Coryo wants to murder Livia because she doesn’t even have to pee she only came in to powder her nose!😂

Coriolanus rolls his eyes and is like okay bitch now get out, this tub is making me claustrophobic and she leaves after fixing herself up and Coryo makes a run for it after that. He doesn’t get caught cause he’s sneaky, but when he finds reader he just clings to her arm and asks if she’s okay to walk and she just nods but keeps squeezing her legs together. Reader is still flushed, but she’s glad she has a mask on😳Sejanus is the only one side eyeing them like I know what you did ya nasties!🧐

Coryo acts as if he did nothing wrong, but he smirks a bit as President Ravinstill gives this boring speech about how proud he is of his son and his classmates for surviving the academy and their senior year blah blah blah. Coryo doesn’t care, reaping day is just around the corner and so is the plinth prize, he’s got his perfect doe, his prey around his arm so what does it matter? He takes a long sip of his posca. Snow lands on top.

And that’s the masquerade ball🥀

Hope you enjoyed!🥀

love this

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