#panty snatcher

[dreamer-after-dark]

I could see Wally Darling being the kind to sneak into your room/house when you're away and steal your panties/underwear. You figure that maybe the washing machine is eating them at first until a pair you were wearing yesterday disappeared from the top of the pile.

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Side note, I have had my panties stolen before! Anyway, here you go ٭(•﹏•)٭

Part Two

Word count: 1,945

Wally is shameless.

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[Y/N]

It happened again.

[Julie]

What??

[Sally]

Panty thief struck again?

[Julie]

Twice in one week???

[Y/N]

It's not a thief! I refuse to believe it!

[Sally]

How many pairs does that make now? 12?

[Julie]

Close! 15!

[Y/N]

17

[Sally]

I fail to understand why this can't be the doing of a petty thief?

[Julie]

Y/N!

[Julie]

Y/N are you there?

[Julie]

Where did they go? :/

[Sally]

Alas, my darling Juliet! Tis I alone that remains here

[Wally]

Hello

[Sally]

Hi, Wally.

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Seventeen pairs of your best fitting panties have been lost, lost forever. Never to be found with the same elasticity or fit. You stared out into the empty street where the sun parted between leaves. You were too broke to afford replacing them and so you wandered this world commando when the pants offered enough coverage and comfort. Or even if it didn't you still had no choice should you plan around an inviting evening out.

With a huff you adjusted your basket against your hip, your unfolded clothes flopping a bit. The sunshower surprised you as it pelted against the non opening glass doors of the building's laundromat. After double checking the seats and dryer you headed for the opened door just off to the side. You entered a gray stairwell. Beneath the staircases was a collection of cleaning supplies, a yellow mop bucket, and a locked cabinet.

Your slippers echoed through the stairwell as you jogged up. The door to your floor was propped open with a rock. You used your free hand to open the door fully and slide the rock inside. You pushed it to the side with your foot not wanting anyone to trip over on it like you had. Your phone smacked your face leaving a nasty bruise under your eye. It still hurts to remember.

The door shut behind you with a rusty squeak. Your slippers slid lightly against the tiled floors until you made it to your apartment door. The handle gave way and you were thrilled to find it still open. Music boomed from somewhere within one of the rooms. The smell of weed wafted around mixing with the chilled air feeding in from the windows.

You inhaled deeply, shaking loose your worries. As you walked down your hallway you passed the open bathroom where giggling and hushed whispers could be heard. Julie and Sally were doing their makeup together, facetiming you assumed. Further was the kitchen where you heard the clinking of silverware against wood. The voices from the bathroom quieted.

Wally was stirring a cup of coffee when he spotted your annoyed expression, "Hello, Y/N. Are you alright?"

"Another pair off and vanished," you roll your eyes with a glance at your basket, "It's getting annoying."

"I can see how annoying that could get. Do you think they've all been stolen?"

"No! No. I'm sure it'll sort itself out. Have you got anymore coffee, Wally?"

Wally hands you the mug he was holding, "This one's yours, honeycrisp."

You thanked him as he turned away to prepare his own. His hair cascaded like waves down his back. The vibrant blue shining below the lights. Wally was amazing at coloring his hair. You turn away and head down the hallway where two doors faced each other. You entered the left one silently praying thanks to the great nothingness beyond for leaving it unlocked for you.

You placed your laundry on your bed. You would fold the clothes, but your keys needed to be found. You looked around your slightly cluttered room. The tapestry on your window was tied up letting in the sun. The smell of wet earth rose up as the rain thundered down. By the window was a desk. It was stained with paint and ink. On top was a journal, several colors of paint, and a large bottle of water. A mug with several drying paint brushes propped up within say atop the bookshelf.

Small plushies were scattered among the shelves and on the floor. Your bed was next to the wall by the door. The blanket was a pile on the floor next to the end of the bed. Larger plushies were squished from your tossing and turning. Pillows were crammed between the bed frame and wall. Eyes landing on your newly added laundry basket made you realize cleaning your entire room would help you find your missing keys.

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Hi, Sally.

Hi, Julie.

[Sally]

Wally, you wouldn't happen to know about the Boudoir Bandit?

[Wally]

No.

[Julie]

Maybe it's one of the other tenants!

[Sally]

Nefarious tenant!

[Y/N]

It has to be the machine

Can't be anything else

[Sally]

Perish the thought! The Panty Snatcher must be caught and brought to justice!

[Julie]

Perish the thought!

[Wally]

Perish the thought!

[Y/N]

Who could it be?

[Sally]

I see you've come around.

[Julie]

It could be anyone!

Any of us!!

How scary!!!

[Wally]

It could be anyone?

[Sally]

List of suspects:

Sally

Julie

Y/N

Poppy

Wally

Howdy

Barnaby

Home

[Y/N]

Me??

Why me??

[Julie]

It's a crazy world, Y/N!

We cannot rule out anyone!

Not even you

[Sally]

Julie is exactly right, darling Y/N! We simply cannot rule you out!

[Wally]

I would hate to see you go without, neighbor.

[Y/N]

Ok :/

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You smirked at the messages filling up your screen. Julie's energetic texts became shorter and you could imagine her hot pink nails tapping against the screen of her phone. Sally's text became increasingly verbose in response. Wally was lurking as he always did, chiming in here and there.

The phone slipped into your pocket as music filled the already tidied room. Your keys had been found while sweeping underneath your desk. Along with a few scrunchies and a button, your heavily outfitted keys were dragged out. With such a clunky set up you wondered how you ever lose it to begin with. Work keys, house keys, anime characters, pepper spray, and a stuffed animal. All of it designed to be eye-catching and hard to lose.

You flopped onto your bed opting for rest. Your ultimate goal had been completed and you were horribly drained. Your mind drifted back to the mounting loss of your panty collection. Solid color boxers, high waisted panties, boy shorts, thongs, sick day panties. All of it is gone! Sally was right to call it nefarious, but believing that you were being specifically targeted was a level of fear you wanted to avoid. You turned off your notifications for the next hour and returned to cleaning up.

Soon your room was clean, your clothes put away, and the bathroom was finally open. The glow of the full moon was bright and brilliant tonight. Leaving your desk you grabbed a change of clothes, sans panties, and a towel. You stripped down leaving all of your clothes inside the now empty basket. Stepping out you noticed the room across from you was quiet. There was a note taped to the door reading:

Out for the next three days! Rent is on the table!

Sally and Julie were heading out to New York for a concert. All the more to enjoy a long, luxurious shower. Wally was in the room down the opposite hall. His room was the only one on that side. He had the biggest room in the apartment for all of his art equipment. Aside from his bed you couldn't tell it was his bedroom. The last you had been inside it was filled with disturbing personal works. Each one felt delicate and haunting. Completely unlike his pleasant and sweet demeanor.

The music was still going though not as loud. It was mellow and dragging. You could hear the bubbling of his bong. The sound made your heart race. You quickly stepped into the bathroom. The thick glass ceiling above always excites you. It was such a crummy apartment, but it had its ups with this being one of them.

Julie's stickers covered the thick sides of her movable mirror. Her makeup bag was left open covered in eye shadow dust and glitter. A pack of eyelashes were left open on the top of the bag.

A little smudged message was left on the mirror written in red lipstick, reading:

You're beautiful, starshine!

Julie was a sweetheart. The rain had stopped, leaving a silence in the tall bathroom. With a turn of the faucet cold water rushed out from the shower head. The patter of water against ceramic filled the room. You stepped under the stream shivering as the droplets thudded against your skin.

Stepping out from the shower you dried yourself off and slipped into your change of clothes. You felt rejuvenated! As you stepped out of the bathroom, a voice called for you.

"Hi, Y/N. Would you like a snack?" Wally was standing in the kitchen with reddened eyes.

"What are you having?" You couldn't help but smile at the sight.

"A cut up apple. I couldn't think of anything better," he giggled, "I have a few extra?"

You accept the offered apples, "Thanks. I'm sure I forgot to eat with all the other things I also forgot."

"I'm sorry that's happening, it must be tough. Julie did say you were left without much to wear."

You groaned imagining Julie explaining things in detail as she usually would, "I'd rather not make it into a thing. It's just so weird to even consider what they're saying."

"I have a pack of unopened boxers. They may not fit perfectly, but they should help?" He smiled completely at ease.

"That's.. Ok. I couldn't accept that." As weird as it was to have your underwear stolen, Wally offering you some was even weirder.

"Oh, Ok. I'll hold it until you're ready." Wally walked off into his room leaving you in the kitchen.

You heaved a sigh as you leaned against the counter. The apple slices crunched as you bit into it. Each one refreshing and cold. You rinsed the plate in the sink and switched off the lights. You returned to your room, but stopped just short of the door.

It was cracked open. You were sure the door shut behind you when you stepped out. With a gentle push you opened the door further. When seeing nothing out of place you stepped in and shut the door behind you listening for that click of metal against wood. When you heard it you let go of the doorknob and hung up your towel to dry.

You looked around your room again looking over every little detail. The still tidy room was just as you left it. Plushies put away, paints organized, bed made, and the floor clean. Your eyes glanced over the basket on the floor and your heart skipped. Your head swiveled back as your eyes scanned it once more. Leaning down you picked at the shirt and pants shaking them out. A pair of socks fell from the pant leg, but nothing else. With dread it dawned on you. The panties you had worn not even an hour ago were missing.

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[Y/N]

Wally

[Wally]

Yes?

[Y/N]

Where are they?

[Wally]

Where is what?

[Y/N]

My panties

[Wally]

Stolen, I presume?

[Y/N]

By you

Where are they?

[Wally]

You're welcome to check my room, Y/N

Do you want to come in?

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You heard the music dip low in the furthest room. You heard the door click as the knob turned. Your heart pounded in your chest as you heard him chuckle from deep within his room.

#playfellowxxx #wally darling #wally darling playfellowxxx #yandere wally darling #wally darling x reader #wally darling x y/n #wally darling x you #wally darling x self insert #wally darling x gn reader #x yn #x gender neutral reader #x reader #boudoir bandit #panty snatcher #creepy wally darling #cuddles and conversations #wetdreams #panty snatcher wally darling #panty snatcher au

[wugblogs]

trucy was using panties really necessary for the trick

#ace attorney #ace attorney liveblog #this case kills me... you have to reveal a fuckin panty snatcher really

[delicateimage]

Fighting incels and furries on Twitter is more addictive than crack

#everyday I feel tempted by the relapse symptoms but i don’t want to go to hell because of senile citizens and panty snatchers w/ no life

[xler0]

kylar the panty snatcher heh

also i got my angel tf but like- i still need sydney to defend me <33 (im just a girrrlllll)

#my art #degrees of lewdity #dol #sydney the fallen #kylar the loner #dol kylar #dol sydney #rkgk #doodle #dol pc

[hanasnx]

Indy! What kinks do you think Bruce would have ?

bruce wayne's kinks.

MINORS DNI 18+

! ── bondage + gags: it's a classic. tying you up and taking control from you is a huge turn on for him. if you have his complete trust, which rare ever do, you'll be able to do the same to him. unfortunately, those pretty silken ropes end up getting worn through way too quick, so you've upgraded to chains so you can ride him like a stallion. however, your headboard creaks a little more each time. when a 200+ man of pure muscle yanks on wood it splinters.

! ── edging + overstimulation + dacryphilia

! ── exhibitionism: part of his bruce wayne persona means public displays of affection are required. however, he enjoys it. getting his hands all over you where anyone could see means he elicits that cute reaction out of you where you hit him and scold him all the while his teeth are on your neck and he's groping you through your dress. the thrill of removing just enough to make sure he can get inside you makes him rip his belt open with fervor, and he's always a fan of a quickie. it's a stress reliever.

! ── breathplay: he's calculative when it comes to breathplay, but more specifically he loves putting his hand around your throat.

! ── size: he's an avid supporter. he thinks it's hot when you get all sheepish being reminded of how big and strong he is. he's got a powerful body he works day and night for, the least you can do is appreciate its every inch.

! ── food play: ever since strippers jumped out of his birthday cake in his twenties covered in frosting and edible bits that he was allowed to lick off he's had a thing for food play. at one point you feel like he's eaten entire meals off of you, he's completely nondiscriminatory when it comes to what he can lick and mouth as long as it's on you. if he's on a cheat day, he lets a scoop of ice cream melt on your skin just so he can clean you himself and watch your poor nipples pebble from the cold.

! ── impact play: chronic ass-smacker, tit-smacker less so, face-smacker even less.

! ── old school panty snatcher: if you put a pair of your used panties in his suit pocket before he goes to work he will play with it all day. stick his hand in there to meddle with the fabric between his fingers while he's talking to his board of directors with the presentation he's been preparing. he gets into the habit of inviting himself to your undergarments, and has been caught multiple times using one of your favorite pairs to jack himself off.

! ── bareback + creampies: condoms are fine he's not an idiot, but there's something about going in raw that draws him in. the extra edge of danger and the intimacy of touching the deepest parts of you bare.

! ── thigh riding: clasping your hands in his for balance while he watches you get off on his thigh. tells you it's like a personal show. he keeps those eyes trained on you with such an entertained grin it makes you whine in frustration, and that's hot too.

! ── threesomes/foursomes: he's done it all. having multiple partners is a testament to his endurance and he loves the praise, but since he's been official with you there is no room for that sort of thing and that's fine with him.

! ── light roleplay: you two have been known to throw the word "batman" around the bedroom.

! ── praise mostly very rarely a degrader

! ── daddy: as far as he's concerned, that's one of his names when it comes to you. in any context you call him that, he swells with pride. one time you visit him while he's in a meeting, not only did you turn every head in the room but when you called him "daddy" accidentally and out of pure habit, he didn't skip a beat. he glances at his companions with a knowing glint in his eye because they should be jealous that the girl they're gonna be thinking about for the rest of the day just called him daddy. he's got no shame about it.

#indy: headcanons #ch: bruce #bruce wayne smut #bruce wayne headcanons #bruce wayne x reader #bruce wayne x you #bruce wayne x y/n #bruce wayne imagine #bruce wayne fic #bruce wayne fanfic #bruce wayne fanfiction #bruce wayne hc #bruce wayne hcs #bruce wayne headcanon #batman smut #batman x reader #tw daddy kink #reader insert

[rotten-corpses-blog]

NSFW Jason Dean head cannons

I spent too long on this. SMUT a head fellas

Oh lord this man

He’s horny 24/7. It would be concerning if he wasn’t so hot.

King of public sex right here, when he wants it he wants it and doesn’t care if you skip the entirety of your math class that day, he’ll do it again, don't test him.

1000% obsessed with you, you don’t even have to do anything to get him going; if you just exist around him for 2 minutes he has a raging boner.

He is a hard dom for sure, no questions about it. He has no chill at all.

His pace is rough and fast most of the time, unless you request otherwise.

He’s a panty snatcher, you’ll wonder where your underwear are going most of the time and why you can’t find a pair after he comes over.

And he LOVES buying you new underwear (that he can steal back) this mf prob has some kind of rewards program for Victoria's secret. (no shame)

Has bondage gear, it’s hidden somewhere under his bed.

That strip crockett scene? Imagine that but almost every night and everywhere in your house he knows y’all won’t get caught.

It’s a miracle that if you have the parts, you aren’t pregnant. So many scares tho.

He loves cumming inside, no condom. If you aren’t comfortable with that he’ll cum on your face.

I honestly think he likes giving oral, he’s so obsessed with you that he loves the feeling that he can give you.

Don’t get me wrong, he loves blowjobs. He loves them so much that you better hope you have a good gag reflex.

He’ll get pouty if he doesn’t get attention, he gets over it pretty quickly tho and materbates very loudly where you can hear him.

He has no shame about sex, like at all. He doesn’t care who hears or sees. (he’ll kill them later)

He loves your ass, no matter how big or small. Fucks you doggystyle to see it jiggle.

He just likes your body in general; your god/goddess in his eyes and he honestly feels that you were made for him.

He may be a perv, but he’s respectful. No means no and he knows and respects that. 

Jason Dean is the horniest bastard (and proud perv) but you love each other and that’s all that matters.

#jason dean x reader #jason dean x y/n #heathers #jd x reader #jason dean #jason dean x you

[r6s6r]

snatcher

the walter brothers x jackie howard x reader

warning : swearing, 18+ DNI, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it always!), cursing, underage drinking, shower sex, public sex, loss of virginities, oral (f & m receiving), cussing, rough sex, soft sex, degrading, creampies and realism of how fast first times are.

in which y/n is a virginity snatcher in the walter household. y/n is friends with jackie and she makes her way through the house.

listen i have been non stop thinking about y/n taking all of the brothers and jackie’s virginities (other than danny (him and erin are together), lee, nathan and obvi the young babies)

tags : @sagittariusmoonlover @hvreticz @thefrontbottomsmademesad @phantompoguefangirl @wolflover384

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y/n had become friends with jackie when she first moved here. jackie had no idea y/n knew the inside of the house already after sneaking out multiple times from the one and only cole walters bedroom.

it started about two years prior to jackie coming along, y/n had met the blonde haired boy at school and that’s when the secret meet ups began.

they started in the janitors closet, y/n would end up on her knees for the brother or his hand in her pants and the other over her mouth to keep her quiet. until he finally invited her over.

she had snuck in that night in the side door, as she went through the kitchen she got to peer into the living room, where her eyes met alex walters. she waved her fingers at him and winked, his face going flush. she smirked as she made her way up the stairs with cole.

as we made it into his room, danny lay on his twin size mattress across the room “danny, can you step out for a little while?” cole asked throwing a glance back at y/n and then to danny again

danny sighed as he grabbed his pillow and gave me a look “hi y/n” “hi danny sorry to kick you out”

he offered a warm smile “it’s okay as long as it doesn’t happen all the time”

“of course not, i’ll see you later” she smiled and patted his shoulder as he walked out. coke locked the door and got straight to business

he had y/n bent over the bed, her dress riding up over her ass. he landed a smack over her right cheek, a hand print beginning to form. he smirked at it. “cole please”

“shhh im taking my time with this, sweets. been to rushed in that closet at school” he leaned down and left kissed in the nape of her neck, hands roaming over her body until the met her clothed core.

she let out a soft moan as he began to move her panties to the side, one singular digit running through her folds and into her sopping core.

she let out another moan as he added another digit and pumping into her.

“god sweetheart you’re gonna be the death of me”

“cole before we do this, i need to know that this is okay,” she said standing up and turning to him as his hand found her pussy again. “i mean i’m taking your virginity, coley.”

he sighed looking down at her “i’m aware, y/n/n. yes this okay. i promise” she searched his eyes for any doubt and she found none. her lips crashed into his and he pushed her back onto the bed, landing on top of her. he pulled her panties down as she unblocked her pants and sliding the down along with his boxers, he reached to the side to grab a condom but y/n stopped him.

“i’m on birth control baby boy. no need for that plus it feels better without” she rubbed his face and he smiled flipping them over so she was on top of him.

“you ready coley?” she looked down at him, giving him the chance to back out now. “yes y/n. please. i need to feel you” he looked at her, his eyes dark and pupils blown with ecstasy.

“okay coley.” she kissed him softly on the lips and aligned his thick cock to her opening and slid down slowly, not being used to such a thick size.

she let out a gasp as he filled her to the brim, still more to go down onto. she could believe he was touching her in spots no one ever had before.

that’s when she heard it, something she knew she would only hear from someone who has never had such a velvet feeling around their cock before.

the gasp and head tilt made her inside explode. she felt prideful knowing her pussy was making THE cole walter feel good. she took a second to balance herself and looked down at him

his eyes screwed shut and mouth hung open “i’m gonna move now coley” she whispered to him and he nodded. she lifted herself up along his shaft and slowly brought herself back down. she wanted him to enjoy this and not feel bad if he came too fast, which was likely going to happen.

“y-y/n. please. faster, i need it” she nodded at him and began to bounce on his cock. she felt so full and satisfied. “oh god, cole. you feel so fucking good” “yeah baby?” he asked as his eyes opened he saw her for the first time since her cunt started hugging his cock so fierce. he was about to cum just looking at her face. he flipped them over and put her on her hands and knees and began drilling into her pussy. he watched as his dick glistening when pulling out of her, he watched as she gripped his cock and he swore he saw stars.

before he knew it, he was slumped over top of her pumping out his seed deep into her warm velvet walls. he rubbed her back as they both gained back their breath.

“that was… great.” he sighed

“yes it was coley but i do need to get going. we should do it again. maybe.” she said she grabbed her panties and gave cole a kiss to the temple. she shoved her panties into his hand and said “that’s just for the memory of tonight baby boy. see you later”

she made her way down the stairs trying her best not to leak out coles cum, she would wait till she got home to shower and decompress from the night

that’s when she signaled danny to go back uostairs and she caught a glimpse of alex and isaac sitting on the couch, staring at her. she walked into the room and saw they were playing a game

“we’ll i hope you both have a good night. i’ll see you two very, very soon” she winked at them and turned on her heels and out of the walter household

she made up her mind that night that eventually she would take isaacs and alex’s virginity too. she enjoyed it, the way it filled her with pride. it was better than an orgasm.

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y/n had been staying a few nights with jackie to go to school and they planned a girls weekend together, it was friday night and y/n had brought so many snacks and movies from her place to watch with jackie.

she also brought a bottle of bacardi zombie just incase she decided she wanted to play a drinking game with jackie and maybe some of the boys.

it was around 11:45 when y/n became bored with the rom coms and asked jackie to turn on a comedy movie, jackie picked Benchwarmers which y/n was okay with.

“i have an idea jacks” y/n smirked mischievously at her

“oh god. what?” jackie sighed and turned from her stomach to face y/n

“let’s play a drinking game” y/n said rather loud, hoping some of the boys would hear. which made jackie jump up and cover y/ns mouth “shhh mr. and mrs. walter might hear you!” she whispered at y/n but she shrugged and removed jackie’s hand from her mouth “come on, jacks. live a little”

that’s when cole, alex, isaac and nathan appeared in the doorway all at once. like they had been waiting to hear something come up between the girls.

“you guys wanna play a drinking game?” y/n asked pulling out the alcohol from her bag, still chilled from being in the freezer at her house.

everyone nodded but nathan just shook his head but then smiled at y/n “i’m good but i would love to sit and watch” he laughed. cole sat on the floor in between y/n and jackie, then alex on the right of y/n and issac next to alex and jackie, making a circle for them to drink.

“the game is, never have i ever..” y/n smiled looking at everyone

“the rules are simple. you say ‘never have i ever’ to something you’ve never done before and whoever has, has to drink. i’ll go first”

y/n unscrewed the top of the bottle and pulled out the stopper. “never have i ever had surgery”

cole stared hard at y/n and grabbed the bottle then passed it to issac and y/n looked at him surprised.

“i got my tonsils out when i was little.” he blushed at her

“okay my turn” jackie said and she thought hard for a second

“never have i ever uh… kissed anyone” she blushed hard. y/n couldn’t believe her own two ears, jackie had never kissed anyone ever?

y/n grabbed the bottle from the middle and took a big gulp, so did cole, alex and isaac. jackie flushed even more “how is that even possible” she shook her head.

“i’ll be your first kiss, jacks” y/n nudged her and she blushed even deeper. “don’t threaten me with a good time” jackie smiled back, snorting while she laughed but y/n wasn’t joking and she made that evident in the way she looked at jackie, jackie knew it too.

it was then coles turn and he looked at y/n with a giant smirk. “never have i ever given a blowjob in a public place” y/n literally choked on her own spit and glared at him hard knowing she has gone down on him in almost every space of their town

she took another big gulp while staring at cole.

alex sat up a little straighter and began “never have i ever been with the same gender” and her mouth gaped at him “i feel so personally attacked right now” y/n scoffed playfully and took another swig, she was feeling warm now.

“never have i ever had sex” isaac said softly

y/n and cole made slight eye contact as she reached for the bottle, their hands meeting “ladies first” he smiled and pushed her arm playfully

they both took their shots and everyone looked at them with wide eyes “what?” they said at the same time and everyone just shook theirs heads.

the game went on for a little while longer before jackie leaned back and fell asleep so cole said he’d take her upstairs to bed “hey be nice. don’t hit her head on anything” y/n giggled as he scooped jackie up off the ground and started up the stairs “y/n/n i would never. yk how many times i’ve done this with you? do you have any bumps or bruises?” which made her shake her head “goodnight cole” he nodded at her

y/n was a little tipsy, seeing as she was more experienced than most of the people playing the game.

“i’m gonna sleep down here if that’s cool with you guys” y/n yawned as she stood up and stretched her arms above her head

alex and isaac both watched as her tank top rode up her stomach, revealing a belly button piercing and tattoos on both hips. a moon on one and the sun on the other

they both felt like they were lightheaded, blood rushing to their cocks “g-goodnight, y/n” alex smiled at her “oh goodnight sweet, sweet alex.” y/n smiled and made her way to him and gave him a tight hug, wrapping her arms around his neck. his hands wrapped around her waist and he pulled away quickly before heading to his room “let me get some of that love” isaac smiled at her

“yes sir.” and she gave him a hug too but he held on just a little longer. praying it would never end, her hand found his hair and his found the round of her ass. he just had to feel it, he had to.

she didn’t stop him, this is exactly where she wanted him.

she wanted him to want her so bad he couldn’t help himself but to touch her. she pulled her head back and stared into his eyes “you know, issac. i could take-“ and before she could even finish isaac just nodded frantically “please. yes yes” she smiled at him, pulling his into her and onto the couch. their lips finally met and isaac became so excited. she felt his growing member against her thigh as their kisses got heavier.

she palmed isaac through his pants and he threw his head back and moaned “shhh we don’t wanna get caught, do we?” “no no no” issac shook his head and began to rut his hips against y/ns hand.

she flipped on top of him and pulled him out of his sweats and boxers. she began to pump his member. she then moved her shorts and panties to the side and slid his red and leaking member through her folds, he hissed at the feeling

that feeling started bubbling up in her again. pride. confidence. triumph. her ego swelled in her chest, her head spinning.

she finally sank down on him and she watched as he threw his head back and gasped, his hands flying to her hips like a lifeline. as if he would float away if he didn’t grab ahold of her. she leaned down and kissed his cheek and whispered “tell me when you’re ready for me to move” and biting his earlobe. his whole body shook at just that feeling alone

“o-okay..” he whimpered as she began to lift off of him and back down. his eyes stayed shut and he sighed as she felt her walls wrapped around him.

she only got about 6 bounces in before he was a complete mess underneath her. he was whimpering and her name leaving his lips in such a hushed town made her chest tighten, in a wonderful way. “i’m gonna cum, y/n”

“then do it sweet boy. be a good boy and cum in me” and those words alone sent him over the edge. moans slipped from his mouth like gods prayer.

finally she slipped off of him, gently putting him away in his sweats. she kissed his forehead and offered some snacks to him which he gladly took. she rubbed his arms as he snacked on some chips

“goodnight y/n” he smiled at her and she nodded back at him as he got up to go upstairs.

y/n grabbed her wash bag and went to the downstairs bathroom to shower.

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her original plan was to skip with cole and jackie, she never thought she’d be in a game of truth or dare, having cole kiss her infront of everyone and y/n kissing jackie due to not telling anyone who she lost her virginity to, dylan giving her a warning look before she refused and kissed jackie.

but she actually liked jackie, a lot. jackie and y/n grew very close, so close that night when cole had brought y/n and jackie back from the party, jackie made a move on y/n. y/n would’ve never expected it but being under the influence, she had the liquid courage to return the kiss. it got heated fairly fast

jackie crawled on top of y/n as she gripped her hips, jackie was straddled across y/ns thigh which only fueled y/n to move her hips against it. jackie gasped and y/n took the chance to kiss down jackie’s neck “is this okay?” y/n asked

“yes. oh god yes” jackie’s sounded so desperate to be touched, like she had never been before. which she hadn’t, not by anyone else atleast. only herself

so when y/ns hands tore off jackie shirt and her lips made her way down jackie’s chest she moaned, loud. she covered jackie’s mouth and laid her down “shhh babygirl. we can’t be too loud or the boys will hear us. we don’t want cole to try and join” “why would cole try and join?”

“you didn’t know we have been fucking?” y/n sat up and jackie shook her head

“what if i want him to join?” jackie whispered

“oh baby girl i can make that happen. just gotta let me get a taste of you before he ruins you” she smirked as she pulled jackie’s panties off

jackie gasped at the cool air making contact with her most intimate parts

y/n couldn’t have put collect the wetness in her folds and getting a taste. she immediately knew she needed a taste, as her tongue made contact with jackie’s swollen bundle of nerves she gasped loudly. “fuck y/n” she moaned out

“shhh babygirl let me take good care of you”

“hey! how are you feel- oh wow” it was no other than cole himself. i looked at him and so did jackie. “jesus christ. that’s so sexy” he stepped in and shut the door, turning the lock.

“jackie it’s fate. still want him here to join or do you wanna make him watch?”

“i don’t care but if you don’t put your mouth back on me y/n i might lose it”

“okay baby girl. okay.” she smiled at her

“cole, i want you to fuck me while i eat her pretty pussy” i said looking at him and he wasted no time

i went back to devouring her sweetness as coke slid into my dripping cunt and began rocking into me like he never had before. my fingers met jackie entrance, sliding in with ease. she was a moaning mess and it turned me on even more.

soon jackie came and cole not long after.

“goodnight princess.” y/n said to her as her eyes began to get heavy “goodnight coley” she winked at him and he lets himself out.

‘man i need a shower’ y/n thought to herself as she grabbed her night gown and wash bag.

y/n went downstairs to shower so she didn’t wake anyone upstairs.

as she crept past alex and nathan’s room she saw alex was still up and nathan was passed out on his bed.

“alex” she whispered

his hand found his headset and he looked at y/n like he had been caught doing something he wasn’t supposed to “oh hey, y/n” he looked at her

“just wanted to say hi. i’m going to shower” he nodded and stared at the back of her as she walked away

he heard y/ns name leave jackie’s mouth, only in the way he saw in porn. he couldn’t believe she had sex with almost everyone except him.

‘when was it his turn, when did he get to experience y/ns moans? when was it his turn to feel so good?’ he thought

he decided he would need to make the first move, he didn’t know when but he would.

unfortunately the more he thought about it, the harder he got. he couldn’t do it anymore.

before he knew it, his feet were taking him to where he knew she was.

he stood there, hand on the doorknob. he hoped it wasn’t locked. he prayed it wasn’t.

he turned the knob and thankfully it wasn’t.

he opened the door and heard y/n humming but as soon as the door creaked, it stopped. “hello?” she said in a scared voice.

he cleared his throat “it’s alex”

that was the first time y/n had ever heard his voice sound that way, deep and needy.

she pulled the shower curtain and looked at him

“are you.. are you okay?” she asked, concerned

his eyes traveled over her face and wet hair. he felt his mouth dry and his cock jump in his sweats. the words began to just fall out of his mouth

“how is it you’ve fucked almost everyone in this house and you still haven’t made a move on me. i’ve wanted you longer than anyone in this house. longer than anyone in school. longer than anyone in this fucking town, y/n/n… it’s not fair.”

“oh alex..” she sighed but before she could continue he stepped closer

his eyes held so much lust and need in them, her knees felt weak.

no one has ever made her feel so small yet so good at the same time

“hearing jackie moan your name, cole, and isaac. they all get to praise your name but it would never mean as much as it leaving my mouth. i would praise it, i would use it like a prayer. my vise. my lifeline. plus i know. i just know i can make you feel so much better” he was face to face with her name, feet just at the edge of the shower. he contemplated on just getting in, fully clothed he didn’t care. he wanted her so unbelievably bad.

she wanted him too. she could feel herself becoming wet at his words. her pussy clenching around nothing, which killed her.

“al-alex” she whispered

“i’ve been hearing cole fuck you into his mattress and against these walls for two years. now you fuck isaac and jackie? two years i’ve dreamt of getting to feel you, to kiss you, to taste you, to fuck you and take care of you. yet you fuck everyone who only is in it for themselves? pathetic” he spat

y/ns legs almost failed her.

“a-alex..”

“no. you don’t get to say anything, y/n/n. i’ve wanted you for so long. i remember the first time i watched you walk into this house, you were wearing that sundress with a jacket over your arm. you waved at us and i watched you go up those stairs and i prayed you’d come back down. i prayed and begged the universe to let you come back down but you didn’t for a while. i knew it was too late, i could only ask myself one question and it was ‘why not me?’ because i wanted it to be me so bad and then i had to wait. i’m done waiting. it’s too much, y/n. i keep myself up at night wondering when it’ll be MY turn.” he sighed rubbing his temples and dragging his hands down his face

“it’s just not fair” he whispered to her, putting his forehead against her wet one

so she did the only thing she could think to do and pulled him into the shower with her.

he held onto her hips tight and kept his forehead on hers, the warm water soaking his clothing.

“tell me this is okay, y/n. or i’ll get out right now and we can pretend this never happened. i’ll walk away and pretend i’m not dying to fuck you.”

y/n almost lost it

somehow no one had ever truly asked her if SHE was okay with it, if SHE felt good.

and it truly made a world of difference.

y/n felt something she hadn’t before, it was hunger. desire. a need penetrating so deep inside of her she thought she’d starve.

alex stared into her eyes waiting for something, anything.

“please, alex. this is okay, completely okay” she sighed brushing her lips against the shell of his ear.

he groaned and wasted no time dropping to his knees and wrapped her legs around his head and dove into her

he licked a strip through her cunt, tasting so much better than he could have ever dreamed

“a-alex” she moaned out

he thanked her music being on a speaker in the bathroom because he needed to hear her pretty moans.

he was devouring her like a man starved.

she could barely hold back her orgasm before she let out a shrill gasp

Alex felt such a pride in his chest knowing that in minutes he had her cumming on his face

he quickly stood up and discarded his clothes, throwing them to the back wall.

he wrapped his hand around y/ns throat and crashing his lips into hers.

the kiss was so needy and passionate. nothing y/n had ever felt before.

soon enough he turned her around, chest agains the wall of the shower. he let a hand glide over the curve of her ass before bringing his hand down onto it, leaving a perfect mark against it.

he did it again and again, y/n couldn’t help but squeal at the last one as it was the hardest one.

“and that’s for saving me for last, angel.” he smirked, kissing the back of her shoulder.

soon enough, he slid into y/ns velvet warmth

his groan couldn’t be contained no matter how hard he tried, he had never felt such a feeling against himself before

she moaned as she felt him slide in, inch by inch.

as soon as he bottomed out, she let out a loud moan “oh alex” she sighed, her head falling against the cold shower wall

her skin felt like it was on fire

alex felt the exact same

his hands found her hair, wrapping a makeshift ponytail around his fist and pulling back hard.

her head met his shoulder and he gave her a simple and sweet kiss to the cheek before pounding into her relentlessly

he held himself back from cumming right then and there as her mason slipped out with his name in between a few of them.

he didn’t let up as her moans became more high pitched

knowing she was close he kept his thrusts the same, soon enough he felt her clenching around him.

her whole body felt like it was being electrocuted, her legs began to shake and tremble.

y/n thought they would give out from underneath her, alex took notice of this and put his arms around her hips, holding her up.

his hand found her clit and her moans somehow grew louder

his relentless attack inside of her was beginning to slow and get sloppy

she knew he would cum soon, she wanted him to cum soon. she didn’t know if she could handle another orgasm but sure enough he brought it upon her

he went to pull out but y/n stopped him “cum in me, alex. come on baby boy, cum in me”

that itself sent alex in a tumble, y/n felt his hot ropes painting her walls.

she moaned at the feeling itself and before she knew it, she was cumming again.

how could just him cumming in her, make her orgasm? this orgasm was different too, it was heavy, it was stronger than anyone’s she’s ever had.

“you just squirted” alex laughed

“what? no i didn’t” she stood up and sure enough, beads of water sat on his thickness and pelvic bone (it wasn’t from the water of the shower either)

she gasped

“that’s never, uh, happened before”

“what did i tell you? hmm?” alex grabbed her hips and pulled her into a sweet kiss, which she just melted into.

“you’re right. you’re right” she smiled pushing her forehead against his

“come on let’s actually clean up” he replied grabbing the body wash for them.

they showered together, washing eachothers bodies and hair.

something so intimate that y/n had never experienced before, it was nice.

y/n ended up falling asleep in alex’s room that night with no consequences from the walter parents

to say the least, nights like those lasted for years.

and years.

and years.

until y/n and alex had their own little babies running around on farm land

just the way y/n imagined it would be.

#Spotify #alex walter #cole walter #cole walter x reader #isaac walter #mlwtwb #my life with the walter boys #alex walter x reader #oneshot #long post #lovers #roughfuck #intimate #couch time #family

[bakubunny]

aaaa u think u could do the nsfw alphabet with aizawa?

this took a hot sec bc i got busy but here u go. 🖤

a-z for aizawa.

aftercare -> if we’re talking after sex in general, he’s cuddly and sleepy. he cuddles a bit, showers with you, maybe grabs a snack if necessary, and after that, he’s stuck to you like glue for a bit. if we’re talking like… dom!shota, he’ll give you what you need and basically just wants cuddles and kisses in return. dom drop takes a couple of days to hit and he doesn’t always notice it; making love & acts of service are the cure, so make his fav meals or take smth off his plate for a little while if you’re gonna have an intense scene.

body part -> shota doesn’t think much of his body. i don’t think he lacks confidence, he just doesn’t care. it’s not a priority other than making sure he can keep up with the demands of his job. if you had to make him pick, he’d probably say his back. i think most people hc shota as an ass man, but for personal reasons i’m gonna say he’s into necks and thighs.

cum -> ugh. i have more ideas than i should put here. he leaks quite a bit and also cums a lot. despite what many might think, he’s a very hydrated man (read: half of his “water” intake is coffee) with a half decent diet (sometimes). probably doesn’t taste great, but also not gag inducing either.

dirty secret -> he’s a dirty panty snatcher. sometimes he’ll wrap them around his dick, other times he just put them to his nose while he jacks off to smell your scent.

experience -> shota’s not like… had a ton of partners but he’s far from clueless. he knows what works for him and enjoys figuring out what works for his partner.

favorite position -> prone bone or modified doggy. maybe modified missionary, interpret that how you want.

goofy -> he can laugh over something that’s genuinely funny, but generally he’s not the one saying the funny things. he’s pretty serious. (erasermic is basically canon. you can’t tell me he wouldn’t secretly love hizashi’s goofiness in bed.)

hair -> i’m sorry, but you cannot look at how this man keeps the hair on his head and tell me he does more than the absolute bare minimum when it comes to grooming body hair, especially if he’s single. it’s dark and he’s got a lot of it. he cleans up enough that it’s not obnoxious down stairs, but no more… unless he’s with someone, then he’ll put in a little more effort for… reasons.

intimacy -> he can be rough and blah blah blah, all that, but he’s a highly intimate person in the sense that you are the only person who sees him like this, and he makes you feel like the only person in the world he could ever be with. (did i mention this mf is possessive as hell in bed? he is.)

jack off -> it’s usually more of a functional “get it over with” thing for him, but when his mind wanders, he loves to think of how you look bent over, what you sound like, how cute your fuzzy-headed face looks.

kink -> he’s got an oral fixation kink - meaning he’s turned on by a partner with an oral fixation though he doesn’t have one. breeding. he doesn’t want his own kids, but he’ll probably blow instantly the first time you beg tell him to breed you or knock you up even if you can’t get pregnant. impact play. he’s not a sadist, but he does think it’s oh so pretty when you whine and your skin changes colors. bondage. i feel like this one’s kinda self explanatory.

location -> bed or bending you over a counter.

motivation -> teasing with just the right look or touch is what really gets him by surprise. also motivated by seeing his partner flustered and needy.

no -> blood play. he’s seen too much shit to want that, and he’d be scared of actually hurting someone.

oral -> shota’s a thigh man, what do you think? 🤨 he’d live between your thighs if you let him. he also enjoys receiving quite a bit, but that’s more related to the oral fixation kink than him being crazy about getting head.

pace -> it changes day to day. many days he’s rough; fast or slow depends on what he’s/you’re feeling at the time. he can be more sensual from time to time if he’s feeling particularly loving/affectionate.

quickie -> he can make it work if you’re okay with a sting and a big stretch. occasionally it’s fun, but not something he usually goes for.

risk -> he’ll try new things if you’re interested in something. may not always think of new things on his own, but he’ll be open about what he truly wants to try once he trusts you enough.

stamina -> he’ll cum once or twice before he’s done, but he lasts a while - to the point where it’s almost frustrating for him. outside of that, he’ll edge or pull as many orgasms out of you as he damn well pleases, and you’re gonna take it.

toys -> shota owns a small, select amount of sex toys he uses on his partner and some for himself. might expand his collection based on partner preferences. bonus some of his “toys” are more of “kink equipment” than sex toys (spreader bar, cuffs, rope, ball gag, high powered wand, etc.), but he also has a small number of plugs and dildos.

unfair -> ask shota how much he likes to tease, and i’m sure you’ll find out. (hint: it’s a lot.) may or may not be into edging and denial, i can’t decide.

volume -> he’s not loud, per se, but he’s pretty vocal. lots of groans, growls, grunts. will talk more if he knows that’s smth you’re into, but otherwise he doesn’t usually say a lot.

wild card -> he likes having his ass played with. dom!shota likes telling his partner to use toys on him and talking them through it.

x ray -> i stand by these hcs, so i won’t go into too much detail here. his clothing hides a lot. his body is strong. he’s not overly lean. he’s got a perfect pretty dick that’s big and a softie you wanna snuggle up to.

yearning -> fairly high sex drive; he’d fuck you five days a week if he had the time and energy, but he’s pretty busy so it’s often less than that. he probably wouldn’t say no to you getting him off or hopping on top, though.

zzz -> unless there’s a shower involved (usually there is), he’s out like a light in minutes. better move quick, or you’ll be stuck in the vice grip of a sleepy cuddle monster before you even get a chance to take a piss.

come get ur mans @dcsiremc.

#y’all sent in requests for the full Alphabet on multiple people so a couple of these are gonna have to wait but this was a good change of #pace #aizawa shouta #aizawa x reader #aizawa shota #aizawa smut #bnha smut #mha smut #bnha x reader #n.sfw alphabet #bakubunny

[neon-junkie]

I miss your amazing works on the Bad Batch being panty snatchers - any updated headcannons/shenanigans around this?

aaah, I haven't updated that trope/series in so long!!! Here's a few NSFW headcanons based on the Batch stealing yo panties.

I'm writing this with the idea that you, the reader, have no idea what's going on, but you're more than welcome to interpret it the opposite way!

Fem reader.

Hunter always feels guilty whenever he steals your panties. He's desperate for that extra material when he masturbates, but oh lord, the post-nut guilt hits him hard. He'll hand-wash your panties before machine washing them, ensuring that they're extra clean. And Maker forbid that a single drop of his cum ever reaches them, else he'll burn your panties and sneakily buy you a new pair.

Echo, similar to Hunter, always feels guilty about stealing your panties. He doesn't get many moments alone, let alone to masturbate, so when he does jerk off, he likes to take his time, and go all out. So, if that means acquiring a pair of your panties to sniff, then fine, he'll do it, for his own pleasure! It's a little selfish, but he always puts them in the wash the second that he's done with them.

Wrecker is often clumsy, but when it comes to committing such a sinful act, he's extra careful. Wrecker won't risk stealing your panties when you're also on the ship, just to be safe. Hell, you'll need to be far away from the ship before he even considers stealing them. But when he does, he goes to town, and the second that he nuts, he often forgets to return them. Sneaking them back into your laundry the next day is always challenging.

Tech is good at being sneaky, but he sometimes lets his confidence get the better of him. You've caught him digging through your laundry basket before, using the excuse of "I was looking for something," before scuttering off. He has one stolen pair that he keeps under his pillow, and uses them over and over until your smell has vanished. So, if your panties ever go missing for days on end, you know who has them.

Crosshair, whilst he is bold and confident, prefers to be sneaky when it comes to something like this. It's weird, isn't it? Sniffing your panties whilst jerking off, all for that extra stimulation. He doesn't often feel guilty of it, just a little... weird? Still, he'll put them back into your laundry basket when done. You can always tell when Crosshair is up to something, as he'll make you caf the next morning - his silent way of saying 'thank you.'

#tbbwriting #the bad batch #pantie thieves #panty thieves #the bad batch x reader #smut #f!reader #female reader #tbb x reader #hunter x reader #echo x reader #tech x reader #wrecker x reader #crosshair x reader #tbb

[neocoffeecafe]

Perv!Yangyang headcannons?? (only if ur comfortable ofc ! <3)

yangyang perv headcannons (m) | home | writing masterlist | fic rec library

includes/warnings mainly perverted and gross stuff!!!

a/n AHH anon the things you have done to my brain!!! i hate u (respectfully) but the way i am gnawing on my desk anon u deserve a promotion

starer

he is ALWAYS staring at you. he never keeps his little pretty eyes off of you. his heart rate always goes up when you catch him staring, going to the lengths of turning his head away quickly, like he never was even staring in the first place.

snapchat secrets

he has some VERY spicy pictures of you, including lingerie pics, nude pics, swimsuit pics… you name it. he stores these pictures in secret places, like his hidden folder on his phone, or his “my eyes only” folder in snapchat, or even in a secret folder on his laptop. but he won’t let you see them.

panty snatcher

to play with or when he’s lonely, needing you or his pants feel too tight, he always has a pair of your underwear with him. his favorites are ones that he has came on, or ones you wore the last time you had sex. he pretends to be surprised when you tell him about another missing panty.

dirty laundry

he likes playing with said underwear, releasing in it, folding it back up in a dainty little fold and placing it back in your drawer to wear. he plays dumb when you mention the dryer may not be working well anymore.

needy

he ALWAYS wants to fuck. in the car, at the movies, under the dinner table… he is always trying to get his filthy little fingers in your pants. he dosent even care if you are on your period, he will put a plastic sheet on the bed.

clouded mind

he is always thinking about you to the point where it can be considered unhealthy. he wants to know what you’re doing. where you are. what you’re wearing. he has to know.

grabby

his hands are always on you, especially in public (bonus points for wearing something short and revealing). you could be sitting next to him on a bench and his hand will be wrapped around your thigh. he’s not too adventurous in public, usually keeping his hands on your thighs or waist, but that wont keep him from exploring.

sugar daddy

he dosent do it often, but every once in a while he will buy you the most dangerous lingerie, have you take photoshoots in it just so he can set them as his wallpaper. and for him to enjoy later, too.

@neocoffeecafe

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[dreamer-after-dark]

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Part One

Panty Snatcher Part Two Wally Gaslights You

Stalker/Gaslighting

Word Count: 978

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Smoke flowed out in airy waves from the open doorway. You could feel the thick cloud swirling around your exposed calves. Wally's room had changed from the last you saw of it. New paintings were hung up on the walls, each one full of unblinking eyes that shifted in the eerie shading of blacklight.

One in particular drew your attention. The canvas was large and at first looked to be covered in random splotches of paint. The closer you moved the more the random lines pieced together. It was a face left expressionless save for two large eyes glaring down at you. The head was propped up on the intertwined fingers of delicate hands. Under the gentle strobing green light and still blacklight it looked alive and seemed to be staring directly at you.

"Beautiful, isn't it?"

You were startled by the person you were meant to confront, "Where are my- my clothes?"

Despite the little smile on his mauve lips he looked offended by your presence, "Feel free to check around, neighbor."

Wally sat at his desk with his head propped on his palm. His leg was crossed one over the other. Wally was watching you. Most of the smoke had cleared from the room. The lack of oxygen and layered lighting was causing you a headache. His eyes never faltered as you turned away from him. The blinds were pulled to the side and the window was ripped open. The summer breeze rushed in still thick with the scent of wet dirt.

"This kind of weather ruins my work," He complained, but didn't rise to stop you, "At least, if I had an incomplete project out."

Wally's eyes were on your legs as you stuck your top half out the window. His free hand gripped his ankle. Your fingers wrapped around the grate of the fire escape. The leftover rain was cold from the night air. Chipped paint dug against your flesh as you breathed in lungfuls of fresh air. Once your mind had calmed you slipped back inside.

You didn't look at him as you moved towards his bed shoved between his desk and the second window. It was meticulously made with sheets folded just so and pillows arranged against the headboard. It almost pained you to rip the pillows from their place, but it had to be done. For your sanity and for your missing panties. When nothing was found beneath the pillows you pulled away the blanket letting it drop to the floor.

Next you lifted the mattress, finding only a diary underneath, "My most private of private things."

The mattress dropped back atop the steel frame. Save for his closet, vanity, and desk there wasn't much else to look at. You picked the vanity next. As you looked over the rather expensive collection of eyeshadow, foundation, mascara, and any other necessary tools Wally kept neatly packed away, the seeds of uncertainty sprouted. You hesitated.

"Did you find what you were looking for?" Asked politely, but the hint of en edge grated against you prickling the hair on the back of your neck.

With a sigh you turned around, arms crossed in front of you, "No."

"I wouldn't steal your things, Y/N," The edge had left his voice, "I am worried about you."

"Another pair went missing while I was in the shower. I just- I thought-,"

As sweet as candy he replied, "You thought I took it?"

You nod unable to conjure the words needed to explain your stress.

"And you trashed my bed for that reason?" He asked.

You nod.

He laughed, waving it off, "At least you didn't destroy my makeup. That is an expensive collection."

"I'm sorry, Wally." You finally say. Anything else died in your throat, choking you up. You bent down to pick up his ruined blanket.

"Y/N you're fine! You might just be paranoid with Sally's list and all." Wally trailed off.

A little quieter, "Were you.. wearing any today?"

"I'm not really sure anymore," It was hard to admit, "I stopped wearing any as of late. It feels easier not to."

"Do you still want those boxers I offered?"

"Uh, yeah," It felt rude to reject his offer after accusing him of something as dirty as panty snatching, "I'll take them."

Wally brightened at this. Standing up from his seat he moved to the closet opening one of the sliding doors. You peeked at all the clothes carefully folded away on the shelves. You took a few steps forward trying to get a better look. The screen of his computer illuminated your face. Your eyes were drawn to the large curved screen.

On it a website with a dark color scheme was left open. Scanning the words you figured it had to do with some art techniques you had no hope of understanding. Your eyes moved to the several tabs at the top of the browser. Each one was shortened, but you recognized the beginnings of a username. Your brows furrowed as you stepped closer.

Wally stepped in front of you holding the pack of boxers to your face. The sudden interruption caused you to flinch, your eyes meeting with his. They were far too wide and far too close. The watchful coldness of his eyes never changed as he contorted his face into a practiced smile.

"Have a good night, darling."

In a blur of motion you were back in your room with a pack of boxers in hand. The door held you up as your legs melted into the floor. All the words that bunched in your throat now settled in your bowels. The sound of labored breathing echoed in the darkness.

Wally Darling knew. He knew about you. About the photos you took and posted for extra money on the side. The tab with the incomplete username was your account.

#playfellowxxx #wally darling #wally darling playfellowxxx #wetdreams #wally darling x reader #wally darling x y/n #wally darling x you #yandere wally darling #human wally darling #panty snatcher #stalker #x gender neutral reader #wally darling x gn reader #panty snatcher wally darling #panty snatcher au

[first-edition]

Office Hours

Smut-mas day 9

Matt Murdock x reader

You decide to stay late at the office because your annoyed with your boyfriend Matt and soon the hours get the better of you too.

Cw- sex, smut, p in v, clit play, semi dom! Matt.

Unedited quick writing

Matt walks into the room as your bent over your desk grabbing papers.

“What are you still doing here hon?” He asks.  “doing paper work matty.” You say sorting the papers. he sighs putting his hands on his hips. 

“you can home Matthew… dont you have dare deviling stuff to do?” You say annoyed that your boyfriend is always out saving Hell’s Kitchen. 

“n-no bc i took down the drug cartel 3 weeks ago the only crime going on is purse snatchers and sexy women wearing tight short skirts, and the police can handle on of those.” He says you sigh standing straight putting the papers on the file cabinet and turn to face him. 

He walks up to you placing his hands on your hips pulling you closer to him. 

“go home-” “come with me.” He retorts.

“unlike you, foggy and Karen I actually keep our papers sorted.” You say laying a fist on his chest. 

“then let me help.” He says 

“no. Last time you did it new alphabetically its new to old. That’s how the computers read it.” You say. 

“i didn’t mean help with the papers…I’m sorry I’ve been out a lot.” you Scoff as a lot is an understatement. 

“Look at me baby girl.” He says moving your face to look at him. Sometimes you wonder if hes really blind. You look at him and sigh. 

“let me make it up to you.” He says brushing his thumb against your cheek. 

The way he says it makes your heart jump slightly. You step back he steps forwards to you. The small of your back hits the desk making you gasp and hold onto matt as to not fall backwards. 

“I want to make it up to you…i need to.” He huffs moving closer to you as he places his leg between yours his thigh hitting your core as your skirt is hiked up. 

Your heart races and your mind runs around as memories of matt fucking you fills your mind. 

“I need an answer.” He says 

“y-yes.” You squeak. 

“hmm?” He asks 

“yes. You can make it up to me.” You reply. 

His lips crash against yours passionately kissing you. You kiss him back wrapping your arms around his neck he picks you up placing you on the desk. His hands wander your waist and hips exploring your body. His kisses move from your lips to your neck kissing and nipping. He pulls away only to pull your shirt up and over you head. And unzipping your skirt backing pulling it off leaving you in your undergarments and heels. 

Feeling unfair you unbutton his shirt with ease pulling it off. His lips find yours again making out as you undo his belt pulling it off. Your hands wander his chest and abs feeling down as your fingers run over the muscles and scars. 

Your hand meets the button to his pant opening it as the zipper is pulled down.

 Matt brings his hands to your back and flicks open the snaps as your bra taking it off throwing it to the side letting it conveniently lad on the door handle. 

Before taking off his pants and pulls out his wallet reaching it and taking out a condom. Holding the packet in his teeth as he pulls down his boxers and pants already hard for you. 

Your lips form up into a smile seeing how eager for you he is as he slips on the condom. Finally on you pull him to you kissing his lips you wrap your legs around his waist inching your self closer to the edge of the desk. 

He moves your panties to the side and enters you. You haven’t had Matt’s cock in weeks almost feeling like your a virgin to him again as he thrusts in you. 

“fuck yes.. matt.” You moan you as you lay back on the desk his hand around your neck the other groping your breasts as he recklessly fucks you. 

You clench around him already feeling the effects of your orgasam. 

“come on baby you gonna cum.” Matt coaxes your his red circle glasses hanging low in the bridge of his nose. 

You moan out a yes.  As you easily cum on Matt’s dick. 

“Good girl fuck yes.” You kisses you lips as you squirm under him over stimulated. 

He pulls back putting your leg over his shoulder thrusting deeper into you. Your pussy pulsating around his dick. He places his thumb on your clit rubbing it making your back arch. 

“ah m-matt.” You cry out grabbing the edge of the table. 

He groans as your back arches pulling him further. 

Skin hitting skin as he fucks you. He kisses you inner thigh. His dick throbs feeling himself about to cum. 

“M-matt please..” you whimper. 

“what do you want?” He groans out thrusting into you. 

“c-cum..ah”  “you wanna cum? Huh baby?” 

“i want ah…fuck. Cum in me please.” You beg Matt chuckles if you wanted him raw you could’ve just said instead of waiting a perfectly good condom.

He pulls out of you pulling off the condom throwing it in the trash beside the desk and thrusting back into you the feeling of his dick in you makes you squeal in lust. 

“you like that..you want me in you like this?” He speaks 

“yes.” You reply already fucked dumb. 

“im gonna fucking fill you up.” 

This new found feeling of your wet pussy around him makes him throb and hit his climax. Sloppy thrusts pass as he’s cumming deep in you. Making you cum. 

Your chest heaves as you catch your breath.

Matt leans over the desk kissing you telling you he loves you. 

(Sorry this was short and shitty i wrote it at 2 am)

#daredevil smut #Daredevil #matt murdock x reader #matt murdock smut #matt murdock x reader smut

[erosmutt]

౨ৎ SCOTT BARRINGER.

⋆ SCOTT'S PLAYLIST.

౨ৎ DRABBLES.

ᯓ★ virgin!Scott

ᯓ★ two-timing teacher (starring Sam Monroe)

ᯓ★ two-timing teacher PART TWO (starring Sam Monroe)

౨ৎ FICS.

ᯓ★ ꜰᴀᴡɴ

౨ৎ BOTS.

ᯓ★ [c.ai] you're Scott's counselor

ᯓ★ [c.ai] panty snatcher Scott

ᯓ★ [c.ai] emetophobia comfort

ᯓ★ [j.ai] brat student Scott (and milf!teacher!USER)

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[comfort-writing]

Hey y’all- I know I’ve been gone a WHILE lol. Life’s been hectic and fun. Recently had the urge to write. I jotted down some notes; would y’all read this?

Ok so, for context, last night I had a weird dream about this exact scenario and felt the insatiable urge to write it down. It wasn’t Eddie in the dream (it was a diff actor who I literally had never thought about before? Like weird but I imagined Eddie in it when I woke up so here you go):

- Eddie is high key obsessed w you

- But in a cute way? Scary way? You really are unsure

- Like you know he has a crush on you- you’ve known it for years

- He makes it incredibly obvious. He’s a dork, so he’s not great at flirting, but he constantly tells everyone how awesome you are

- Reader is like; really cool? I imagine college age

- Like, he goes around campus just openly being a bit weird but mostly harmless

- Like, shows up to your sporting events (maybe cheer? Volleyball? Softball? Idk man I was a dancer and in colorguard- lmk what yall want) in a t shirt he made- like kinda creepy (but like I said- mostly harmless- just a little odd)

- Rumors spread about how he’s planning to sacrifice you or something

- You find it odd at first, but then you start observing him and see that it’s kinda genuine

- You eventually warm up to him, allowing him to become your friend

- The two are friends for a while, not really hanging out, but like, if he’s somewhere you are (which you eventually realize is more often than not), you’ll make friendly conversation

- He drives you home from class one day bc it’s storming

- Slowly, you start to realize that, while he’s going about it wrong, he’s actually really sweet

- You guys end up at a party

- He’s literally being your scary guard dog (or option b- the one from my dream- he’s making a complete fool of himself saying how cool and awesome and pretty you are. He’s a lil stoned)

- You’re laughing (at him and with him simultaneously) and having a great time

- He offers you a little schweed, and you accept. You two go into a secluded area to smoke

- You have a realization that- man, this guy is kind of adorable

- You lean in to kiss him, but he backs away, mouth hanging open like a fish

- “Stop freaking out so I can kiss you!” You laugh

- “Give me a minute- I need to make sure Im not dead, dying, or somehow overdosing on weed” he said, taking some deep breaths

- “You can’t overdose on weed, jackass.”

- “Yeah well this doesn’t feel real- give me a sec.”

- “I’ll be right here.” You laugh, rubbing his thigh gently

- You kiss and oh my god it is the sweetest and spiciest kiss ever

- Light schmut insues (WHIMPERING)

- He says he loved you during this, then sputters and says you don’t have to say it back or anything- sorry I’m just rambling

- “It’s ok- give me a minute. You’ve known how great I am for a long time, but I’m just learning how great you are now.”

- Panty snatcher

- Omg I can’t do this I’m writing this at work

#eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #stranger things #em

[katsukikitten]

Synopsis: Some how your underwear keeps turning up missing, leaving you to wonder if it's just an honest mixup or if there is a dirty little thief in the office.

Warning: Dom fem reader, subby underwear snatcher Kiri who gets degraded, non con.

A/N : a thot that turned into a drabble thanks to @kingkatsuki for just asking if I was making a fic, lol so here it is, no beta, wc 2253

Again. It fucking happened again. Rummaging through your clean laundry the agency has once again misplaced your civilian outfit. Well part of it and the part some would consider the most important part.

Your underwear.

Your thong to be more specific.

This wasn't the first time this has happened since starting here at the Red Riot/Dynamight agency.

And it wasn't like that shit was cheap either. 7/30 dumb ass sales and that's if you were lucky.

If you were getting high quality shit, which you preferred, even the few times you were them under your skin tight suit, it was going to cost even more.

Quickly you throw on your dress and hope there isn't some gust of wind as you shove on your dress boots for some dumb ass dinner that the "founders" insist on having with the heros.

An appreciation dinner Kirishima had called it in his email. Most thought it was great but you agreed with your grumpy hero partner that it was a bit stupid.

Still you smooth the almost too short skirt down as you sit, a wrap top that shows the flesh of your solar plexus and makes your tits look that much bigger. The dinner was held at a late night bar you frequented, so the least this occasion would do was help you bring home a play thing for the night.

The dinner goes on as usual and you bring home a delicious treat for the night. Although you miss entirely the pair of red eyes searing your skin even into the late hours of the night.

You don't know about the labored breaths happening across town.

Of a large man sticking your underwear firmly to his nose. Thinking about how your pretty cunt was protected by only a thin black skirt and how only two people knew your dirty little secret of being commando.

You

And

Him

The thought sends him over the edge as his fist frantically pumps his cock, he paints his stomach in his sticky sin as he pants. Eyes lidded and hazed as he tries not to get hard for the third time.

Fucked out but still, he needed more. You just smelled far too good for him to resist.

Each passing week you lose more and more pairs of underwear. Cheeky, full coverage, thongs, hell even the granny panties you had bought to deter a possible painty thief.

But those went missing too.

Hmm, so what was the common factor here?

A question you've asked yourself over the last few months, it takes Bakugou and another hero to walk into the locker room in all black before it clicks. They strip, not caring that your eyes rake over your bodies and it's then you find the answer.

Everyone in this agency wore all black.

A devilish smile forms on your lips as you absentmindedly stare at Bakugou's happy trail and scar, plan formulating to never lose a pair again.

Slamming your locker you rush from the humid tiled room, sans underwear for the third time this week as Bakugou shouts out.

"Oi, quit slamming shit." To which you reply

"Fuck off."

A brisk walk from the business district to the shopping district is a god-send in this summer heat. Even at 8 at night the heat of the sun clings to the pavement making the night a bit muggy.

Scouring through store after store to find good quality underwear in any color other than nude or black, and finally FINALLY you find the most obnoxious pair in neon pink.

You buy the entire inventory, mean cat smile on your plush lips all the way home.

This morning you were first to change, per the usual, leaving your vibrant underwear in the hamper. Lacing up your boots as Bakugou brings his civi clothes to the giant pile.

"Really?" He sucks his teeth and rolls his eyes, "Ya having that hard of a time convincing people you're a woman?"

He teases as he walks towards the exit expecting you to follow for yet another grueling day with your least favorite boss.

"I'm not afraid to paralyze my boss." You singsong, "My only regret is that it will be temporary."

The day carries on with banter between the two of you and bagging any villain that your eyes land on until it's quitting time.

Much earlier than normal thanks to Bakugou being weeks behind on paperwork earning you a half day.

Heading towards the locker room catching movement out of the corner of your eyes.

Walking towards his office is Kirishima in his hero uniform, something sticks out of his back pocket, something bright.

Something neon pink.

You stand stupefied for a second.

You expected this type of shit from Denki

But THE Red Riot, a man in his early thirties who was just labeled as one of the top ten sexiest men resorted to this level of perversion?

What should you even do?

Confront your boss about possibly stealing your underwear?

Well fuck yea you were that shit was not cheap.

Besides you were a young brash hero, rivaled by none other than stubborn ass Bakugou himself, so confrontation was your middle name.

Quickly you stalk after him, slipping into his office behind him and shutting the door.

Locking it before he can even turn around.

"What's this?" You ask, pulling the underwear from his back pocket.

Pulling your underwear from his back pocket.

"Is this where they've all been going?" Anger sings in your bones until you look up and see the most pathetic look on his face. His brows furrowed, sharp teeth biting on his lower lip and if the mountainous man could shrink he would.

The sight of it sent a jolt straight to your cunt.

"I- it-" He stammers, he never was the best at lying, "It must have ended up in my clean pants. The agency washes all of our stuff together, sometimes I get Bakugou's boxers."

He laughs then, it's awkward and forced as he rubs the back of his head.

"That so?" You fold the underwear inside out, "Funny cause I bought this pair just yesterday, wore them this morning and last I checked Laundry worked overnight."

You step closer and he steps back rattling the items on his desk when he collides with it.

"May-maybe they did it earlier than usual." He tries to produce more excuses but you're having none of his bullshit.

"Sit and stay." You hiss, quirk activating on its own as the large man's eyes widen. He sits on the edge of his desk and the wood groans from his weight.

"Even if that were true Kirishima, which it isn't, you cannot tell me these are clean pants." Your manicured nail taps at the blood and dirt stains on the black fabric, before they trail over his skin. Pointing out the rubble that got caught in his chest hair.

It sends a shiver up his spine and watching the man visibly shudder sends another jolt to your cunt. You lean close to him, glossy lips beside his ear and you can smell the day's work on him. His sweat, the sun, and dirt mingle with his musk making it difficult for you to be angry.

"Just admit it." You purr, pressing your knee on his balls, "You're just a dirty little theif."

He groans loudly enough it makes you gasp. His large cock growing impossibly bigger under his tight pants.

"Oh?" You gently let your nails slide up his nape before you yank his hair roughly, pulling his stubbled face to look at you, "You're enjoying this?"

"Do you know how many times I've had to go commando? How many meetings and dinners I sat through?" He groans at the thought, dick twitching now and you scoff.

"Such a fuckin pervert." You scold, twirling your underwear and watching his gaze glued to the fabric.

You stretch it out displaying the underwear so he can fully see the crotch and g string.

"You like these that much?" He makes a pleading face and nods, the sight of it has you dripping now.

This big powerful man reduced to pouting in a matter of minutes and a few choice words.

"Then have them." You smile, leaning close and grabbing his jaw forcing it open and shoving the fabric in. Just enough he can't spit it out but not too far he cannot breath.

Drool already dribbles down his peach fuzz and his hips buck wildly, hands unable to move.

"Oh." You moan, watching him struggle, watching him look so fucking pitiful with his dirty secret stuck in his mouth.

"I think I know how you can repay me." Slowly you unzip his pants and his cock springs free. Bigger than you'd ever imagined and by instinct your mouth waters. Gathering the saliva with your tongue before making a show of it. Slowly pushing the spit from your mouth and for a split second your spit and his cock are connected before you let it go. A muffled whimper comes from him encouraging you to wrap your hand around his fat cock. It wasn't that he needed the lubrication with how much his cock head was weeping. Sliding the pre and your spit over his length, pumping him slowly as you held eye contact.

"You like this huh?" You let your thumb slide over a thick vein and he sighs, jerking against the strength of your quirk. He wants to pin you beneath him, bury his cock into your cunt until you're clawing at the desk while he pounds into you.

But this? You guiding him, poking and prodding him while he was totally powerless?

Fuck he could get used to this.

"Such a dirty dog." You snarl and a deep groan comes from his throat. His tongue lapping at the cotton in his mouth.

You pull away, zipping down the front of your hero suit and stepping out of it.

His eyes are glued to your crotch, watching the silvery string break when you pull the fabric away. He whimpers again and even more as you bring it to his face, letting him see it up close before you giggle.

"Wow, who would have thought that big, sweet Kirishima was so nasty. So fucking desperate to taste a pretty cunt."

"How about feel one?" You slip your fingers between your thighs, slowly circling your clit. The sight makes him squeeze his eyes shut in concentration, "Is the perverted Pro Hero too busy to fuck?"

You turn around, giving him your ass to see before you bend over slightly. Spreading your cheeks and letting your cunt flutter to the sound of his groans.

Reaching around you take the tip, wondering if you can even take all of him, and slowly guide his length into your eager cunt. The stretch is a delicious burn, furiously rubbing your clit to distract you and it's enough to make you cum.

"Fuck, Eiji baby you're so big." You slur as your cunt grabs onto a few inches of him before you ease your weight onto him. Ass to his pelvis as his cock head gently kisses your cervix. You've never felt so full in your life.

And Kirishima had never seen so many stars, your pussy still greedily trying to milk him from your earlier orgasm. It drives him mad that he can't fuck up into you, especially when you take too long to rock your hips so, so slowly.

But you find some sort of rhythm, moaning almost too loudly as you use him like a dildo.

"You're such a good toy." He watches the shudder go down your spine as you push and pull yourself on him, "Angled just right."

You're panting, babbling almost when you should be in total control, but damn if he just wasn't a perfect fit.

You cum again and again as his cock hits that sensitive spot in your velvety walls.

Shaking as your knees give out and your nails bite into his thighs as you steady yourself. Pussy gripping him so tightly.

Kirishima groans wildly, loudly, and he's about to lose his load in an embarrassing amount of time.

"Don't cum." You hiss and now physically he can't. His swollen cock head hitting your insides just right. Being squeezed beautifully by your snug cunt. The very thing he's dreamed of with his nose buried in your underwear late at night.

And now he was being denied?

On top of that the command from your quirk is worse than edging.

As you grind him, giving him full view of your gorgeous ass and watching his cock disappear into your sloppy cunt he cries. Fat tears falling down his cheeks as he fights your quirk, pulling out the underwear you stuffed into his mouth.

"Please, please…" He begs and fights further against your commands to grab at your hips and his demonstration of power makes you squeeze him tighter. Creaming his cock with a muffled moan. Slowing the rolls of your hips as you fuck yourself gently through the feeling.

His cock throbs inside of you begging for release before you pop off of him suddenly. The anguish that watches over his face is delicious.

Fucking salivating.

"Aht aht." You wag your finger and your ass with your drooling cunt, turning around to press a bruising kiss to his lips, pulling away with a glint of malicious mischief in your eyes.

"Only good men get to cum."

#kirishima x reader #kirishima eijirou x reader #eijirou kirishima x reader #kirishima eijiro x reader #tw: non con #kitten writes 🖤🐈‍⬛🖋️

[thisfanisgonesorry]

Feel free to ignore this request/ Would you write spy x reader having casual sex with him verbally teasing her because of the age gap and her daddy kink 🤧

i am so fucking sorry that it took me so long but i also had NO idea how to start it, to make up for that fact, its rlly fucking long. im not really happy with it but i feel bad if i keep this in drafts any longer. its mostly rlly sweet so i hope it has enough teasing for you. heavily inspired by my heart belongs to daddy + some other songs similar to that. (btw if a hookup kisses your forehead, hes a piece of shit, its only hot when dilfs do it), 

tags: smut duh, hes daddy lol so,, hookup/one night stand. age gap obviously. lightly lolita inspired so its up for interpretation if this is a felony or not. ur getting seduced because,, obviously, maybe a virgin? maybe not? kind of implied ur just inexperienced compared to him, unhappy ending oops, soft sex but he gets a little aggro, panty snatcher 9000

tbh hes hard to write dialogue for but i <3 him. (also i wrote enough dialogue for a part 2 except my brain stopped working so i had to cut it short) (beta didnt read all of it so hopefully its okay)

;;

“You have to admit, it’s a little exciting, no?”

“You could say that.” I grinned anxiously as he held my chin to make me look up at him.

“Not a soul can know about this, ma cherie.” He said, lightly kissing my lips. I leaned softly into his touch as he spoke. “I hope you understand.”

And deep down, it was beyond easy to tell that he meant that in more than one way, almost like he had a handful of reasons to not speak about this, for no one to find out. He could spoon feed any excuse to keep this hush hush.

“Yeah, I know.” I swallowed thickly. “You’re very handsome.” 

“And you are very beautiful.” He smiled.

“Thank you.” I reached up to touch his face, though hesitated because of his mask.

“Go on.” He whispered.

He took my hand in his and placed it against his cheek, the fabric was soft and well cared for, his jawline felt sharp under the touch and I could only imagine what he properly looked like without the damn thing on. The soft fabric enticed me to stroke his cheek softly which he, after a few seconds of processing, leaned into with a soft hum, clearly interested by how much I was mesmerised by such a simple item. The way we paused for this one moment of tenderness.

“Can I take it off?”

“No.” He said somewhat sternly before softening, he stayed in thought momentarily.

My hand left his face, meeting on his shoulders and both hands trailing down the front of his suit, feeling the expensive fabric under my touch. I nodded softly in understanding, though he could sense the disappointment.

“Maybe another time, ma cherie, right now, this is for both of our safety.” His eyebrows knitted together, and it was clear to tell that he wasn’t happy about it either though, admittedly, the idea of there being another time in the future was almost exciting enough to make up for it.

“No, I understand.” I spoke, not telling the entire truth and it was somewhat evident in my voice that it was, in fact, not okay.

“I want this to be wonderful, my dear. Please don’t be upset.”

I looked around his fancy hotel room, not booked for me but it was still an honour to be invited here, the last hour and a half is a blur and all I’d rather focus on is the man over twice my age standing in front of me.

“This is wonderful.”

He smiled and wrapped his arms around my torso, pulling me close to him and taking us to a very fancy couch in the large hotel room with a faux fireplace. All we need now is a bearskin rug. We basically flopped onto the couch with little to no grace and I was almost fully prepared for whatever will come next.

A short laugh escaped both of us at the short tumble. He repositioned us to sit somewhat awkwardly with him hovering above me as he began to gently kiss and nip at my neck. I leaned against the armrest, the harsh wood pressing into my back.

“You are... heaven.” He spoke, unsure if he was using the right words as he continued to kiss my flesh softly, despite his hands being harshly digging into my hips. “You are perfection.” He whispered, trailing off slightly, losing himself in his thoughts.

“Y’think so?” I breathed.

“How does it feel to be with a man who wants you?” He lightly teased as his fingers slowly lingered off my hips and under the hem of my dress, bunching it up as his hands returned to their original place.

“It’s intoxicating.” I admitted, saying it almost too quickly.

“You are intoxicating.” He smugly smiled, pressing a strong kiss on my lips. “You like getting drunk on a man’s love.” He began to slowly analyse. God, he must be good at his job.

“Is it that obvious?”

“A little, but there’s nobody here but me and you in this big and safe room.”

I felt a little embarrassed by his comments, simply reaching up to unbutton his suit, pulling the tie loose and unbuttoning the white shirt. He shrugged off his jacket and threw it on a nearby chair, letting my hands take their sweet time on undressing him. The mask was bunched around his neck slightly, hanging somewhat loosely around his collarbones which was usually covered by the neckline of his suit.

“You just love feeling desired, don’t you?”

I stared up at him, his words bounced around in my brain like an infection as I continued to unbutton his shirt. “Yes.” I confessed, though he was already well aware.

“A beautiful girl like yourself deserves appreciation.” The way he said ‘girl’ slowly dripped off his tongue and floated in the air. He was mocking me.

“Thank you, daddy.” I acted boldly, dipping my toes in the water as I wrapped my arms loosely around him, his shirt now only halfway unbuttoned.

He froze, completely still, staring down at me with an unreadable face, and all he did for a few moments was stare with a slightly agape mouth before finally letting out a small laugh. 

“That.. was a surprise. You’re really into this. You’re not afraid at all.” He spoke somewhat calmly but with a sense of condescension in his words. We both leaned closer to each other, thoughts running wild.

“C’mon, Daddy.” My lips ghosted over his, my hands trailing down his torso again and landing on his hips, he took a sharp inhale and stared down at me with his half-lidded eyes and a now clenched jaw.

“Merde.” He cursed quietly. “Don’t.”

He quietly snaked his hand around my throat loosely, not applying any pressure but more as a blank threat to stop pushing him and to distance my face slightly away from his.

“I’ll stop.” I lied through my teeth and he furrowed his eyebrows at it, knowing it to be a lie.

His lips twitched, threatening to turn into a smile though he tried to remain stone-faced as he contemplated what I deserved. He kept one hand around my throat as the other stayed glued to my hip, he began rubbing small circles with his thumb as he thought.

“You are in very experienced hands.” He finally said, leaning in to kiss me again.

“What are you gonna do?” I asked sweetly.

“What would you like me to do? What would make you happy?” He spoke slowly with a deep reverence, the way the words fell from his mouth was strangely erotic but you know what they say about french accents.

I took a moment too long to answer, so he freely slid his hands into my panties and felt his way to my clit, much faster than anyone previously. I closed my eyes softly and he could read the surprise written on my face. He began to move slowly, his mouth slightly opening as he watched me keenly.

“God.” I breathed out.

“How do you feel? Do you like being with a man instead of a boy?” He smirked slightly, moving his hand slightly faster and releasing my throat from his grasp. “You must not be used to being treated so kindly, for someone to desire you, to wish to ravish you, to enrapture.” He rambled on, enjoying the view beneath him.

“Never had anything like this before.”

“This is what a real man does. We take care of our women, make sure they’re happy.” He took a shaking breath as he watched every move I made, his hand moved from my throat to gently stroke the side of my face and pet my hair. “We make them feel beautiful, tell me, do you feel beautiful?”

“Yes, I do.” I tried to maintain eye contact and despite the slow pace, he felt really good.

“A mature man does whatever his woman wants.” He hummed. “We have big, strong arms that can hold them up. We can catch them when they fall. Do you enjoy being treated this way, little girl?”

“Yes, daddy.”

He furrowed his eyebrows sternly, despite knowing what would happen when he called me a little girl. It was so clear that it was getting under his skin in such an interesting way, one that I’ve never seen before. “Let me see you.”

I blinked momentarily at his question, which seemed more like a statement, before it clicked. “Oh, yes.” I spoke nervously as I lifted my hips for him. 

He still looked mostly emotionless as he slowly peeled away the black panties and also threw it to the side which will be a bitch to find a little later. He admired it for a moment, both hands on my hips, holding me from squirming away and I felt like shrinking under his gaze. He spat harshly on the view. “Such a pretty chatte, ma petite fille.”

“Thank you.”

“You’re very welcome.” He smiled softly as his fingers lowered and rested right there where I needed him, threatening to dip into me, rubbing small circles around the hole. I was clenching around nothing, wanting him inside me, letting out small gasps at the feeling, and he rolled his eyes sarcastically, placing his hand over my mouth as he pushed his long fingers deep inside me. I let out a muffled moan at his actions, staring up at him wide eyed. “Don’t you dare say what you’re thinking.” He said sternly, trying very hard to dissuade me as he slowly lowered his hand, resting it gently around my throat.

I nodded at his words. “Fuck.” I whined. 

“How would you like me to finger you, ma cherie?” I blinked at his question, it was unexpected to hear. He quirked an eyebrow before rolling his eyes again. “Do I need to show you?”

“Yes.” I responded, slightly embarrassed. He switched between two distinct styles then tilted his head for a response. I took a second to catch my breath and think. “Uh, second one?” 

“Anything for you.” He praised as he slowly moved his incredibly and unnaturally talented fingers.

He slowly began to amp it up and I let out pitiful gasps and moans as he went to work, cold-faced besides the occasional smile which he’d try to hide. I wanted to writhe and scream against his touch, feeling electrified.

“Feels good?” He asked softly, leaning forward and kissing my forehead.

“Yeah, it feels really good.” I spoke, biting my lip to restrain myself from calling him daddy.

His free hand fell from my throat and tried to undo the buttons on his shirt but struggled due to his limitations, he withdrew his hand and stuck it in his mouth briefly before continuing to shrug off his shirt. He grinned at the sweetness before placing his hands on my hips, pulling me closer to him so I was no longer awkwardly leaning against the armrest and laying flat down on the couch.

He had shallow breathing as he began to unbuckle his belt and lower his pants and boxers. I kinda took him for a briefs guy. Nonetheless, he attempted to strip himself from his remaining clothes. It was a little awkward to watch admittedly.

I ran my hands up and down his toned stomach momentarily as he shuffled his pants just low enough for him to comfortably free his erection, giving it a few languid strokes before aligning it to me.

“You’re so pretty.” He mumbled as he pushed in, slowly at first but quick to bottom out to get it over and done with. “Mon dieu, ma petite fille.”

“Ah, fuck—” I cursed out as I grabbed onto his arm harshly at the feeling.

“Hey, Y/n.” He hushed. “Shh, you’re alright.” He spoke through gritted teeth, clearly trying to restrain himself in the slightest.

I nodded. “I’m alright.” I held onto him harshly, still trying to get used to the size.

“God, you’re so warm and soft.” He panted, groaning quietly.

“Mhm. ‘m not tight?” I breathed slowly.

“You feel just like a woman should.” I clenched around him and he let out a guttural groan. “Merde, mais tu es serré, si serré.” He rambled, his hands harshly digging into my hips.

“Huh?”

His head went limp and dipped down into the crevice of my neck. “Gonna need you to relax, can’t—” He grunted. I tried to level my breathing as he placed soft kisses on my neck. “I said you’re so tight, you feel so good.”

I writhe against the couch below him, feeling the slow drag of his velvety skin, despite being slow, it was deep. His eyes were hooded as they looked down at me and I struggled to keep eye contact. “Fuck, hurts.” I groaned softly, pushing at his hips to try to relieve some of the tension.

“Désolé.” He spoke softly, still pressing soft kisses against my skin and trying to rub smooth circles into my hips. “There is nothing better than this.”

The slow drag of his cock was intoxicating, I was devoid of words as his hand softly pressed against my stomach as his thumb reached to play with my clit, the soft fabric of my dress still bunched up at my waist.

“Si vous lisez ceci, j'avais juste besoin de remplissage.”

“Feels so good, daddy.” I finally cursed out.

He grunted with a particularly harsh thrust. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath and I could already sense what was about to happen.

“You’re just a little girl. I’ll treat you like one.” He spat as he littered kisses down my neck again, contrary to his words. “You have no idea what you’re doing. You’re nothing compared to an experienced, well established, refined man like me. Is that what you wanted?” He spoke, dragging out the syllables of every word that left his mouth.

“What are you gonna do, daddy?” I spoke as he looked down at me with all the willpower that was left in his body. His thrust began to pick up pace slowly as I was adjusting to him, he hovered over me, entirely naked besides the mask. 

“I’m gonna show you how a man treats a woman.”

“And how am I going to go back to boys after you do?”

“You won’t.” He responded plainly but with a slight grin. “I’ll ruin you for young men. Why would you want to go back to a boy anyway? You won’t have to worry about boys.” He spoke possessively, purring at the feel of my body beneath him.

I let out a pathetic moan at the way he was speaking, feeling putty in his hands and more than willing to let this man ruin me for anyone less than experienced. 

He basically growled as his pager beeped at him. “Saved by the bell.”

“Wha— Huh?” I responded in a lust-filled daze as he haltered his movements completely and gave me a moment to rejoin planet earth before he continued.

“I need to go. Work calls.”

“Oh.” I frowned, pulling his face closer to mine to kiss him properly. Admittedly, I was a little disappointed at the sudden end, though by the looks of it, so was he given that his jaw was so clenched you could practically hear teeth cracking under the pressure.

“I’m sorry.” He spoke softly, he placed one last kiss before leaving the situation entirely.

He pulled himself out and unbunched the skirt from around my waist, though we both had no idea where my panties had ended up. He began to put his suit back on slowly but equally so, he had no idea where his tie was.

“You can stay if you wish.” He said solemnly.

“Isn’t that weird?”

“No, I don’t know when I’ll be back but there’s no point letting this hotel room go to waste with no one staying in it.” He looked around. “It was quite expensive.” He whispered softly, there were teasing undertones but it was clear he was trying to convince me into staying, like this was the one service he could provide for me, despite his sudden departure.

“I don’t think I should.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll be back sometime in the morning, then we can get breakfast.”

“You’re gonna come back?”

“It would be rude to leave you, no?” He spoke, looking down at me while he buttoned up his shirt before slipping on his jacket and smoothing his mask below the collar. Without his tie, he left the first button undone on the white shirt and it looked enticing. “How else am I supposed to show you that boys are just a waste of time?”

“That is true. So.. You’ll see me again?” I tried to joke back with him but it hung in the air and he could sense the disappointment and hesitation.

“Yes.” He answered thickly. “I mean, I really shouldn’t but.. I seem to be unable to stop myself nonetheless.” He leant in for another kiss before hesitating and deciding to place it on the forehead instead. “The bed is very soft, ma cherie. I must insist you stay the night, at the very least.” He repeated softly. 

“I’ll stay.” I nodded, unsure if I would keep my promise.

“You can order room service if you need.” He spoke again, picking up his pager and sliding it into his suit jacket. “I wish I didn’t need to go.”

“It’s okay. I understand.”

He nodded silent as he trudged through the room, he picked up his small duffel bag and did a silent salute goodbye before bending over again and picking up something from the ground and sliding it into his pocket, not that I saw what it was.

“I bid you adieu.” He spoke softly from the doorway before disappearing off into the night.

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