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realtalkswithfinn · 4 months

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“Are You Wearing Mismatched Socks?”

Shang-Chi x widow!reader

summary: Shaun sees a new game circling the internet and decides he HAS to challenge his girlfriend to a round.

warnings: violent play fighting, very brief mention/ joke about DV (no actual domestic violence!!), very brief mentions of Shang-Chi and Readers times as trained assassins, sex joke at the very end.

authors note: I have never written any sort of fight scene or action before so this is very new to me, but it had to be done. Also, I requested this idea to another creator here on tumblr before deciding I wanted to give it a go myself. If they write their own version, I’ll tag them so you can read that version as well!

“BABE!”

“WHAT?”

“COME IN HERE!”

“WHY?”

“JUST COME HERE!”

You sigh, blowing a strand of hair out of your face. You roll off the edge of your bed, clicking your phone off in the process, and saunter down the hall toward the sound of his voice.

Shuan stood in the center of… what used to be your living room? Both recliners and your big green couch were pushed flush up against the walls. You could see your coffee table stacked on top of your dining table in the next room over. All your blankets and knick knacks were scattered throughout the space. On the bookshelf, counters, window sills - anywhere but where they belonged.

He was looking down at his phone with an amused smile on his face.

“Done some… redecorating, have we?”

He glanced up, excitement clear on his face. “I’ll put it all back later. Give me one of your socks.”

You stared at him. “Give you… one?”

He nodded, jutting his palm out. “Yeah.”

“… why.”

“I found this game, it looks super fun!” He said, walking over to where you stood. He held out his phone, which was playing a video of what looked to be a set of twins. Each girl wore one white sock. “The goal is to rip the other persons sock off and keep yours on!”

You watched the girls tickle, tackle, and wrestle each other until one emerged victorious, sweaty sock in hand.

“I don’t know Shaun, I’m not sure I wanna play a game where I have to free your dawgs.” You teased.

“Hey! My ‘dogs’ aren’t that bad. Yours on the other hand-“

You smacked his arm. “Hey-“

“That’s the spirit!” He said, tossing his phone on the couch. “Now, give me a sock.”

“Get your own so- HEY!”

He yanked your right leg up by the back of the knee, quick but careful to make sure you didn’t fall, and slid your sock off. “See, next time, you’ll try to make sure I don’t do that.”

Oh, it’s on.

“Fine.” You sigh, trying to seem unamused. In reality, you were rather excited to play. The game looked fun enough when the girls played, but a round between two ex- child assassins? Things were going to get interesting fast.

Shaun beams at you and slides the sock onto his own foot. He looks at you, then your remaining sock, and raises an eyebrow. “Are you wearing mismatched socks?”

“Do you want to play or not?”

He backs away, hands raised in a surrender motion. “My bad, my bad, I should know better than to question you.” He moves a good three feet in front of you and reaches out for a handshake. “May the best man win.”

You yank his hand forward and flip him over your shoulder, slamming him down hard onto the cushy carpet. You twist and dive, aiming for his pink striped sock, but he rolls away quickly, jumping to his feet.

“That’s totally not fair! We hadn’t started yet!”

“Sorry, I didn’t realize you made all your opponents wait for your mark before fighting.”

He scoffed. “I was trying to be civil with you.”

“Don’t.”

He kicked out with his bare foot, leaving the socked one on the ground. The impact set you back a bit, but you regained yourself before slamming into the TV.

“Watch the furniture!” He teased, diving down toward your feet.

You dove over him, rolling and landing on your feet far on the other side of the living room. You crossed your arms and tapped your socked foot impatiently. “Gee, I thought the great Shang-Chi would find this game tedious. Assumed you would’ve won by now.”

Shaun rolled his eyes before running toward you again. You attempted to jump out of the way, but he snagged you by the waist. He tackled you to the floor as carefully as he could. Sweet, but his mistake. He only held you with one arm, using the other to stop your fall, making it easy for you to wiggle out of his grip.

You rolled slightly to the left and knocked him face first into the carpet. You crawled toward his foot, forgetting to keep your own feet away from his hands. You yelped when you felt him grabbing at your ankles and started kicking violently. He managed to tug your sock a bit, but lost his grip quickly.

You yanked yourself away from his hands, curling your feet under yourself into a crouch position. Shaun wasted no time crawling toward you, laughing as he went. You scuttled backward but came to an abrupt stop when you slammed into the couch.

He was closing in. You didn’t have anywhere else to run, so you took the offensive route and thrust yourself forward, sending the two of you sprawling across the carpet. The force of you landing on him was unexpected and totally knocked the wind out of Shaun. While he laid there catching his breath, you swung around and reached for his sock.

Of course, he regained his breath too fast. He sat up and grabbed you, pinning your arms to your sides. “Not cool y/n.”

“I can be less cool.” you panted. He started to say something, but you thrust your arm back and elbowed him in the ribs. You snaked out of his grip and ran across the room yet again.

Shaun stood up slowly, rubbing his rib. “Come on!”

“Sorry baby.” You laughed. You stuck out your bottom lip in a teasing pout. “I’ll kiss it better after I win.”

“Oh no, I can’t let you win after this.” He chuckled.

But you had a plan.

…Hopefully, the TV wouldn’t pay the price.

You ran at your boyfriend, gathered at much momentum as you could, jumped up, and wrapped your legs around his neck. He stumbled, but managed to regain his balance.

“Aw dude!” His voice was muffled. “Can a guy get a warning before getting a crotch to the face?”

He started smacking his own back, desperately trying to grab at your sock. But ultimately he couldn’t reach your feet at the angle. You laugh and let yourself fall backward. You dangled yourself from his shoulders and looked through your eyebrows to locate which foot had the striped sock.

Honestly, there were a million ways Shaun could have escaped this position. But all of them would’ve been pretty painful for you, and you knew he would never actually hurt you for a game. Or anything, for that matter, but especially not a game. So he continued to reach and grab for your sock.

You reached down and tickled his right leg. He kicked out a little, as that was the last thing he expected from you. He stopped reaching for your sock and grabbed your thighs instead, trying to keep you from falling while he lost his balance.

You took the opportunity to snatch the sock off his foot.

“BOO!” Shaun complained.

“Whats that?? I can’t hear you over the sound of me WINNING!”

You reached your hands down to the floor and unhooked your legs from behind Shaun’s head, gracefully kicking down as if out of a handstand, and waved the sock around in victory.

Shaun stared at you. “I can’t believe you just black widowed me.”

You shrugged. “I can’t believe you talked such big game just to be taken out by a little tickle.”

“And a crotch to the face?”

“Whatever.” You rolled your eyes. “So… what do I win?”

A mischievous grin spread across your boyfriends face. “Who said you won? We gotta do best two out of three.”

“What? No! I won fair and square-“

Shaun ripped the sock out of your hands and took off down the hall. “BEST TWO OUT OF THREE!”

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You padded into your bedroom with a glass of water and a handful of ibuprofen. Shaun was already under the covers, but you could see bruises sprouting up around his exposed upper body. You weren’t much better — you had a nasty spot right on your cheekbone, as well as littered all over your body.

“Hey,” you greeted gently, sitting on the edge of the bed.

He set his phone down and looked up at you with his beautiful brown eyes. “Hey.”

You took his hand and dumped a few ibuprofen into it. “Maybe we should play a little gentler next time.”

He smiled before popping the tablets into his mouth. “Maybe.”

You passed him the water glass and he took a swig before passing it back to you. You took your own dose and set the glass on the nightstand. Shaun pulled the covers up for you to crawl under, to which you happily did, curling right up against him.

He ran his fingers over the forming bruise on your cheek. “Aw dude. Does it hurt?”

“I’ve had worse.”

“People are gunna think I hit you.”

“You kinda did.” You laugh.

“Not on purpose!” He defended. He moved his hand to cup your face before sending you a pointed stare. “You, on the other hand, had malicious intent.“

“And who won all three rounds?”

Shaun glared at you but couldn’t argue. He leaned forward and pressed a gentle kiss to the bruise. “Thanks for playing with me.” He said softly.

You reached up and rested your hand over his. “Anytime. Thanks for putting the couch back.”

He chuckled, closing his eyes. “Anytime.”

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“Dude, what happened to you?” Katy asked gawking at Shaun, who had stiffly shuffled into work covered head to toe in bruises. “Bad guys?”

“Y/n.”

Katy curled her lip in disgust. “Didn’t need to know that dude.”

“What? Oh my god Katy, no, we were playing the sock-“

“Nope. Too late. Image is already there.”

“KATY.”

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blackthornish · 2 years

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a whole phase dealing with the mourning of the characters of the post-endgame mcu and like it or not, our mourning. sincerely? very beautiful if you stop to think about it.

like wanda with vision and her kids.

clint and yelena with natasha.

sam and bucky with steve.

peter and happy with tony. and then peter with everyone else.

we can even consider the losses the eternals face, as well as shang-chi and his family.

losses on top of losses.

AND END IT WITH WAKANDA FOREVER... really something. cuz we really lost chadwick. 💔

#marvel #marvel studios #marvel films #mcu #ucm #wanda #what is grief if not love persevering #peter parker #marvel phase four #marvel phase 4 #black panther #wakanda forever #chadwick boseman

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fandomsupporter · 2 years

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hey, if you didn’t like thor love and thunder: that’s fine. that’s okay. i however had an absolutely blast the entire time

#let people have their opinions #but also let people have fun #idc about any discourse i’m seeing #i got exactly what i wanted out of it #which is a good time #with lots of laughs and heart #marvel #mcu #avengers #thor #thor love and thunder #tlat #chris hemsworth #natalie portman #tessa thompson #taika waititi #marvel cinematic universe #marvel phase four

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mondlevan · 9 months

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simu liu w/puppies, 2021 - interview gifs

twt: @szamofada

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cyberghu0l · 1 year

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She Got Next

Riri and her friends decide to bring Shuri out to Chicago. One night they decide to bring her to their favorite strip club where she meets the finest and the baddest.

Shuri Udaku × fem reader

You dropped your makeup bag onto the table, then took a seat in front the brightly lit mirror. "It's packed tonight, yall. Make sure and keep it classy." You looked to your left and right, as you watched your friends. They laughed at your statement. "Listen to Y/N, please. Last time it was packed Coco knocked over like 6 bottles of alcohol." Neci looked down the long table at Coco who laughed nervously.

You finished up your eyeliner and put on some pink lipgloss. Finally satisfied with how you looked, you opened your locker and pulled out a new set. A pink bra that wrapped around your abdomen and matching panties with diamonds on the straps and garters. You got dressed in the bathroom and came out to put on your shoes.

"Showtime bitches!" Coco smiled brightly as she brought around shots for everyone. You got one off the tray and threw your head back as you drank it fast. The alcohol hitting your throat fast. You shook off the feeling a strapped on tall black heels. You smiled as you watched yourself in the mirror. Your curly hair parted at the middle, and your body shined with glitter.

You opened the door revealing the rest of the club. Dark lights shining everywhere, music blasting, people dancing. Just like any night. You found your normal spot and got to dancing. Swaying your hips to the music and blowing kisses to people in the crowd.

Shuri's POV

I don't know why I agreed to this. I didn't want to leave home after shopping and drinking last night, but Riri and her bestfriend insisted we go to a club. I put on a pair of black pants and a black tshirt. Then, clasped on a silver chain and put on a pair of sneakers. Riri walked in wearing a short brown satin dress that draped at her chest, and white strappy heels that clicked on the floor as she walked.

"Girl, we are going to the club and you wanna go unnoticed?" She spoke. I chuckled. "Yes actually. Because it's not like I have my identity I want to hide." My tone dripping in sarcasm. She rolled her eyes. The scientist grabbed her purse and keys. "Are you ready at least?" I nodded. "Let's go!" She yelled in excitement.

We walked out the dormitory silently, not to alert any guards or RAs. The second she saw her classic red car waiting for us, she turned to me. "What is this doing here?" Her eyes wide. "I asked Griot to bring it around. I know you want to ride it." I smirked watching the anticipation in her eyes. "No motorcycle tonight then." She shrugged and got into the driver side.

The drive wasn't too long. It was long enough for Riri to play the entire discography of an artist "SZA" though. I laughed as she screamed the lyrics to me at a red light. We finally pulled up to a club with a huge red LED sign that read:

Come As You Wish

"Alright, Natasha and Tiana are already inside at a table for us. If you get lost or get into anything." She raised her brows, "Tap your beads." She held up her wrist that showed her kimoyo beads as well. I nodded and opened the door. The smell of strong alcohol and weed hit my nose. Music blasted from all corners and the lights were red with white beams. Dancers on tables and poles wearing revealing outfits, and men giving them money.

I lost Riri somewhere, so I decided to go to the bar for a drink. I sipped from the glass as I looked around more. A girl in a pink and diamond two piece hung from a pole as she spun blowing kisses and winking at needy viewers.

Your POV

I twirled around the metal pole, holding my heels with one hand and the other taking cash from men. Some girls in the crowd who gave me 5s and 10s smiled at me. I always loved when women came because they gave out more money, they were also my favorite regulars. I winked at them, receiving more money in exchange. The waist band of my bottoms were full of cash I went to the back to put it away. Alyssa was peaking out the other door.

"What are you doing, you look like a stalker." She closed the door and squealed. "Guess who's here?" She sat in front of you smiling brightly. "I don't know but I'm sure you're dying to tell me." You responded as you opened your bag, stuffing money into it. "Princess Shuri!" You stopped and looked up at her. "Don't play with me right now." Alyssa shook her head still smiling.

You've always adored Shuri for her work in her own country and partnership with America. You envied her drive and wanted to be as glorious as her. The fact that she was here made you lose all sanity. "What is she doing here though?" You questioned. The other shrugged her shoulders. "Don't do anything stupid." She told you. You laughed and zipped up the black bag and walked back out.

This time when you walked out, she was siting in front your usual spot.

Great.

You sucked in your breath and walked up the pole. The dim lights hid your nervousness. You smiled watching the people around her. You swayed your body to music, getting lost in it. You swung around the pole, climbing up to top. Your legs twisted together, and your lower body hung down as you spun. You folded up and grabbed the top of the pole with your hands, you legs untwisted and you fell down, landing on your heels.

Viktor, one the waiters tapped you. You bent down as he came to your ear. "A customer requested girl in all black in front of you have a private dance." You nodded. It was often that you got requests from other people for someone to have a private. You stood and turned around and saw the only girl in all black was the one and only Shuri Udaku.

Holy shit.

You thought. However, this was your job. You bent down again, catching her attention. Your finger curled for her to come closer. You whispered into her ear. "A special someone requested you a private dance, love." She pulled back, her eyes wide.

Shuri's POV

The girl who was on the pole, bent down in front of me. She motioned for me to come to her. Confused, I obeyed. She leaned to my ear. Her perfume filled my senses. "A special someone requested you a private dance, love." She spoke. I pulled away, my eyes widened. I looked around and found Riri and her friends giggling laughing at me. I sneakily put up my middle finger as they let out another laugh.

I turned back to the girl. "Sure." I breathed out. She smirked and took my hand. She walked down the steps and led me through the crowd not letting go of me. The diamonds on her panty line shined in the white lights that spun around the club. We passed men and women that were drunk and high out of their minds. One stopped her. "I'll take a private dance now, sweetheart."

Rude much?

She looked him up and down with a look that could kill. "Sorry sweetheart." She mocked his drunken tone, "She got next, but I'll take this." She took the 50 he held up and continued walking. I admired her hustle. She has respect for herself and what she does. These idiots don't deserve to even watch her. We walked up to a large red curtain. She opened it and stepped aside. I sucked in my breath and walked in. Inside there was nothing but a black chair and a table filled with alcohol. I sat down looking at her.

She closed the curtain, the music now faintly playing in the room. I'm pretty sure I could hear my heart beating. She looked at me and laughed. "What?" I questioned. "You look like you're gonna shit yourself." I chuckled. "It's my first time here." I confessed. She nodded slowly. "Well, I'm gonna say the rules. I'm not gonna touch you anywhere you don't want me to, you're not allowed to touch me unless I say so. If you do try anything, I am obligated to call a security guard or the police on you." She finished.

"Am I allowed to...touch you?" I cleared my throat. She smirked at my reaction and nodded. She walked up to me, straddling my legs and sat in my lap. Her hands on her thighs. "Am I allowed to touch you?" She asked me. Her face was inches from mine. I could see her features better now.

She's beautiful.

I nodded not taking my attention from her eyes. She wrapped her arms around my neck, dragging them to my chest. I watched her hands go down, but she pulled my head up with her finger. "Just watch me." She smirked.

Your POV

You were surprised you weren't fangirling in front her right now. The music from outside flowed through the room. It was slower than the usual tracks they play so you kept your attention on her eyes as hers roamed your body. You got up and turned around, sitting back down into her lap. This time, moving your hips in circles. You stood up and walked behind her. You placed your hands on her shoulders and dragged them down to her chest.

You could feel how tense she was. "Don't be so nervous." You whispered into her ear. You circled in front of her and spread her legs apart. You bent down in front of her and slowly trailed your hands up to her opening, stopping just before. You felt her breath hitch. You smirked and stood back up. The song was coming to an end and so was the dance. You kept it short for her, not to freak her out. Her legs were still open so I sat on one of her thighs, draping my arm on one of her shoulders.

"What are you thinking right now?" You asked. You were genuinely curious after giving the princess of Wakanda a lap dance. It's not everyday you get someone as nervous as her. She looked at you, as if searching for something.

"I can't. This is all really new to me." I chuckled. "Do you like it?" You questioned. "Beginning to." She said with a slight smile. "Well, it's been a pleasure dancing for you. Princess." You got up before she said anything. You opened the curtains again and made your way back to your usual spot.

i need to see avatar again yall. idk if i told you guys if i watched it or not but i last weekend and it was so good. the 3 hours were worth it🤞🏽

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moonlight-presence · 2 years

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noticed u have requests open ! would it be ok to request a fic of Jake Lockley smut ? maybe it’s his first time with the reader after watching Marc/Steven have her for so long, he’s pent up and all 👀

Getting to know you (Jake Lockley X Reader)

Category: F/M

Fandom: Moon Knight (2022)

Relationship: Jake Lockley X Reader

Words: 3960

Summary: Jake is jealous of Marc and Steven, so he asks them if he can "get to know you better"... You aren´t sure of this, so you ask to talk to him first. Things escalate a bit, and you end up knowing him in a very intimate way.

Warnings: Dom Jake, Doggystyle, Blowjobs, Spanking, Jealousy, Sub reader, Rough sex, Backshots, Basically Jake being really dominant and rough, You are kind of scared of Jake but not really (he is just intimidating)

Translation for the Spanish words: "mi amor": my love; "princesa": princess; "hermosa": pretty, beautiful ; "mi vida": my life; "mierda": shit; "rápido": quickly; hurry up; "Dulces sueños": sweet dreams.

MATURE CONTENT 18+

🌒🌓🌔🌕🌖🌗🌘

You open the door of your apartment, a bag of groceries in one hand and your purse in the other. You look around and see Steven looking at the mirror in front of him, his worried eyes staring at something you couldn´t see as he mumbled something only audible to him.

You quickly realized he was talking with Marc… Well, you guessed it was Marc because they never really talked to Jake. In fact, you haven´t actually held a proper conversation with him. All of your social interactions consisted of quick words, most of them in Spanish, and then Marc would take control.

Marc never really liked when Jake took control of the body.

He was the most unpredictable alter of all of them, and that made him the most dangerous. However… If you had to admit it, you quite liked when he stared you down with that intense gaze of his… And the way he spoke Spanish, did make shivers run down your spine.

You close the door behind you and Steven almost jumps in place as he looks at you. He clears his throat, and forces a small smile, the weird gesture clearly transmitting that he is quite nervous about something.

You put down your things on the kitchen table, and cross your arms beneath your chest, your head tilting in question at him.

"Is everything alright, honey?", Steven swallows and nods before glancing shortly at the mirror and mumbling a quick "shut up, please."

"Hum…Yeah, darling, everything is marvelous. Hum, how was work?", he tries to change the subject and you arch an eyebrow.

"It was good… Steven, are you really okay? What is it?", you push further and Steven begins playing with his fingers. He licks his lips slowly and then meets your eyes, he is clearly distressed.

"Hum… I-I… Bollocks, I have to tell you something.", he says and you feel your heart tighten. Steven walks toward you and you look at him with worry.

"You are scaring me, Steven…", he grabs your hands and gently squeezes them.

"M-marc, well he didn't want me to tell you but I am going to do it because it's the right thing to do… Jake, he-", his voice suddenly comes to a halt and you see him closing his eyes and groaning. You wait a bit for something to happen and then you see his body becoming tenser, his face harder than before.

"It´s nothing. Come on, let me help with the groceries.", Marc says before moving towards the bag and making you frown at him.

"Bullshit you will! Marc, what is going on?!", you raise your voice slightly and he freezes on the spot, his muscles tensing up. You are beginning to feel more and more worried.

Marc slowly turns around and sighs before crossing his arms beneath his chest, his biceps flexing with the movement. He studies you for a bit before shaking his head in defeat.

"Jake talked to us today… About you and your relationship with me and Steven.", he finally says and you frown in confusion.

"Okay… What did he say?"

"Some fucking bullshit, that´s what he said…", he sighs and then puts his fingers on the hook of his nose. He squeezes the area a bit and then inhales again before adding, "He wants to have sex with you as well."

Your eyes widen deeply and Marc nods making his words sink into you. You never thought about that before… Fuck, you rarely think about Jake. He isn´t a part of your life, Marc and Steven are…

"I-I… What did you say back?", I ask and Marc clears his throat.

"Well, we obviously said no because the fucker barely even talks to you but he fucking insisted… He hasn´t shut up about it ever since and it´s starting to annoy the shit out of me."

"Let me talk to him.", you say and Marc immediately shakes his head.

"No way."

"Baby, let me talk to him…Please.", you add with a stern voice making Marc groan. If you want to understand what´s going on, you have to talk to Jake first.

"I don´t trust him, baby… You know that."

"I will be okay, Marc… He won´t do anything I don´t want, I promise you that.", I reassure and Marc considers your words. You can sense he is struggling to keep Jake from getting control, his breath is becoming quicker and his muscles tenser.

"If anything goes wrong or I see you getting worried, I will immediately take over. Okay?"

"Okay… I love you.", you say and he smiles at you before rolling his eyes and finally letting Jake take over. The switch is rough as the body starts tensing up and becoming more and more rigid. If you thought Marc was tense, that's nothing compared to Jake.

Suddenly you see him opening his eyes, they are darker than before… More soulless even and that makes you very nervous in a way.

"Mi amor, no time no see.", he says with a smirk. You swallow dryly and try to relax a bit.

"Marc said you want to have sex with me… Is that true?", you ask without any further ado.

Jake looks at you for a bit, cockiness on his face as he searches for an answer. You know Marc wouldn't lie to you… Or Steven, but you just want Jake to confirm it. You need to hear it from him, first.

"They aren't lying, no…", he finally answers making your heart skip a beat. You try to hide your panic but Jake sees through it, "Why are you scared? Do I scare you, mi vida?"

"No.", you lie and then try to cover up by saying, "I am just curious as to why you want to have sex with me… We haven't really spoken that much."

Jake inhales deeply and nods, "That's true, yeah…But,", he moves closer to you and you do your best to calm down, "You know how fucking torturous it is to see Marc and Steven fuck you every day knowing you aren't the one doing those things to you?"

His voice drops to a soft growl, his words filled with seduction and also a bit of anger. You look at him as he stops in front of you, his face just inches away. He smells like Marc and Jake… He looks like them, too… But, they aren't the same. Fuck, you don't know what to do.

"You can just try to ignore it if it makes you uncomfortable, Jake.", you answer and his lips curl into a smirk. He lifts his hands and softly presses them on your shoulders, the action making you hold your breath.

"Oh, mi amor, it doesn't make me uncomfortable… It makes me fucking furious that they get to see your little pretty face moan in pleasure while I have to sit back and watch. We all have the same body… The same voice… The same hair…The same cock."

The last words make your cheeks heat up immediately and Jake's lips stretch wider as that cocky smirk stays on his face. You can feel his hands going down your arms, his fingertips tracing your skin with precision.

You try your best to remain composed but your heart is racing and you can feel his hot breath on your lips. It's like he is putting a spell on you, drawing you in at a quick rate. Fuck.

"I-I…"

"You, you?", he teases, and then his hands move to your hips, you part your lips as a small breath leaves them. You can feel a warmth begin in your intimate parts and you want to punch yourself for how much you are attracted to him.

"Jake… Hum, we barely know each other.", you try to say as his fingers rub your waist. He looks at you and then pushes you closer to him, the pull making you hit his chest and gasp.

"Then let me introduce myself, mi amor… Properly.", and then his lips are on your neck, his hot breath hitting your nerves in an astonishing way.

You let out a small moan and Jake smirks into your neck and continues pressing small kisses and bites. He takes your flesh into his mouth and starts sucking on it, drawing all the blood he can so in the morning you will have a massive hickey on the area.

"P-people will see… Fuck…", you say breathless and he gently removes his mouth before giving the area a soft lick.

"Let them see, mi amor. I want everyone to know who did that to you… Who got to fuck you. You hear me?", he asks again and you whine at his filthy words.

Jake roughly grabs your blouse and then rips it open, several buttons flying everywhere as your bra and breasts are exposed before him. You gasp and widen your eyes at the sudden action but he is already dipping his tongue into your cleavage.

His mouth attacks you with licks and kisses, his hands moving to his shirt until he pulls it off of his torso quickly. Jake's hands go to the clasp of your bra and, in a quick motion, he removes the piece of underwear from your body.

Your breasts spill out and he doesn't take any time before grabbing them with both hands. You can't do anything, your heart is racing as your body is attacked by his actions. Each kiss is like a new wave of pleasure and each squeeze is enough to make you moan his name.

His name. Not Marc's, not Steven's, his.

"Those fuckers have no idea how lucky they are… Mierda, you are so fucking gorgeous.", he mumbles against your breasts. You bite your lip and don't say anything, your cheeks are bright red at his boldness.

Even Marc has never been this bold before… This is different. He is rougher than them but in the best way possible.

"F-fuck… I want to touch you, too…", you whine and Jake stops and lifts his head.

You hear his belt unbuckling and soon enough his hands are around his cock as he strokes himself slowly. You look down and lick your lips at the sight.

"Get on your knees.", he orders and you nod extremely rapidly. You don't even feel embarrassed anymore, you just want to taste him.

You drop to your knees and then Jake points his cock against your lips. He traces his shiny head on your mouth, his pre-cum filling your lips as you slowly part them and moan. You see him curse in Spanish and then he taps his cock against your mouth.

"Open."

You do and then he basically shoves his cock inside of your mouth without any warning. You gasp for air and try to take as much of him as possible, your hands go straight to his thighs as you try to maintain a steady pace.

Jake doesn't allow it, though. He grabs your hair and holds it roughly while fucking your mouth. Each heavy thrust makes his head hit the back of your throat and you close your eyes and try to breathe through your nose. You can already feel yourself being very overwhelmed by him but you want to prove you can take him… You have sucked this cock before and you will do it again with skill.

"Just like that… Let me fuck your mouth, princesa. Fuck.", he whispers with rough moans. You hum around his shaft and start moving up and down, your throat opening wider in order to take all of him in.

You feel your hair being tugged forward and soon he is moving your head with his thrusts as if you are just a mouth to him. It´s humiliating, it´s primitive, and it´s turning you on in a way you aren´t very proud of.

You grip his thighs harder, his moans growing stronger as he looks down at you with pure lust. You try to stare at him too but a sudden push of his cock down your throat almost makes you gag and you whine around his shaft.

"Thought you could take this cock, princesa…", he mocks and you feel your pride being injured a bit. You are sure he is just trying to annoy you, so you manage to open your throat more and circle your tongue around the vein of his cock.

That seems to make him moan and grip your head tighter, the action making you smirk a bit. He gives you one last thrust and then pulls himself off of your mouth. Drops of saliva drip from the corners of your lips as you try to catch your breath. His cock is flushed red and standing proudly in front of you.

"As much as I love this mouth, mi amor, I want to fuck that pretty little pussy of yours… Take off the rest of your clothes and lay on the bed on all fours. Rápido, princesa."

The command in Spanish makes your core almost pulse and you nod before getting up quickly and removing your clothes. You walk towards the bed as Jake also takes off his shoes, pants, and boxers.

You take a deep breath in as you get on all fours, the coldness of the air hits your dripping core in a way that makes you bite your lip. You don´t look behind but you can hear his footsteps approaching you.

Suddenly the bed sinks as he kneels behind your ass, his hands going straight to your skin as he massages the area roughly. You lean back a bit and he gives you a small rub with his cock before pulling away.

"I am going to fuck you so good, mi amor… But, first, I think you deserve some punishment for not letting me fuck this pussy sooner, uh?", you can hear the smugness in his voice.

You try to look behind but soon a harsh slap is sent to your left cheek making you gasp. You widen your eyes as he rubs the burning area and then he hits your other cheek, his entire palm certainly leaving a mark on your flesh. You let out a soft moan and blush deeply as you realize how much you are enjoying this.

It´s such a strange mixture of pain and pleasure…

"Do you like that, princesa?", he whispers as another slap is sent to your ass. You moan again and nod making Jake slowly bring his other hand down to your dripping entrance.

"Y-yes…", you whisper in response as he slowly coated his fingers in your wetness.

"So wet… Is this all for me? I never saw you this wet for either of them, princesa…", he says making your cheeks turn bright red. You know it´s not true but this jealousy of him is very arousing so you play along.

"It´s j-just for you, Jake. Fuck…", you curse as he hits your ass again, this time harder than the others.

"Hum… Say you are sorry. Beg for my forgiveness, hermosa.", the nickname makes your heart flutter and you bite your lip before trying to find words.

He is already so possessive over you and it´s driving you insane. All you want is for him to fuck you but you have to be patient. You are sure Jake isn´t gonna let you off the hook that quickly.

"I am sorry…", he hits your ass again and you arch your back, a loud moan escaping your lips. This time he starts circling your entrance with the head of his cock, both of his hands now on your waist.

"For what?", he asks as he very gently pushes his head in and out of your hole. You just want to bury yourself around his shaft but you know if you do so, he will be very pissed.

"For not letting you fuck me sooner… Jake, come on, fuck me… Please…", you ask with a whiny voice making him push a little bit deeper before removing himself again.

"You sound pretty when you beg, you know? I like it… Do it again, mi amor.", he mocks with cockiness making you groan with frustration. You lick your lips and try to ignore the burning ache in your clit.

"P-please… Jake, please. I am sorry, I am so sorry.", you say again, as breathless as ever as he teases your entrance.

"Hum… Since you asked so nicely.", suddenly he sinks himself inside of you making a gasp leave your mouth, your heart quickening as he begins thrusting rapidly.

He doesn´t even give you time to adjust to his cock as he starts fucking you like an insane animal. You arch your back and look at the mattress, the blood going to your head as you try to catch your breath. He just digs his hands in your waist and uses your body to fuck himself inside of you.

There´s almost no affection, no love, and it´s something very new to you… You barely know Jake, this doesn't surprise you at all. In fact, it´s kind of refreshing to be used like this. The way he moans your name and groans as he pushes deeper is enough to drive you insane.

"Mierda… So fucking tight for me.", he says with small deep moans. You let out a mixture of a whine and scream as he hits your cervix abruptly.

Even though you have fucked Marc and Steven before, this feels so much different. He is getting deeper and deeper inside of you, reaching places you never knew were possible to reach. All you can do is moan his name and try to support your sweaty body on the bed.

"M-my arms hurt… Can I lay my chest down, sir?", the nickname kind of just slipped out of your mouth and you feel Jake push deeper, signaling that he liked it.

"You can, princesa. Just keep your ass up for me while I use this tight hole of yours, okay?", he says and you nod before dropping your torso on the bed.

You part your thighs wider to give him a better angle and soon he is leaning his chest against your back, the new position making him fuck you deeper if that´s even possible at this point.

You can feel your walls being stretched around his shaft, your body trembling as he digs his nails into your hips. You are sure you are going to have marks tomorrow but you don´t care. You have never felt like this and it´s addictive.

"Oh my God… I am close, sir. Fuck.", you moan and he moves his hands down your sweaty back before gripping your hair.

Jake slightly tugs it and then almost scratches your scalp as his fingers grip harder. You feel your skin burn at the roughness and you let out a mixture of a hiss and a moan. You hear him chuckling before slowing down his thrusts.

He begins circling his cock a bit inside of you and soon he manages to hit your g-spot. You let out a louder moan and you swear you hear him smirk before he hits it again, and again, very slowly.

"Do you want to cum?"

"Y-yes… Please, I want to cum so badly.", you confess with your cheek pressed against the bed. He lowers his body on you and then you feel his hot breath on your ear making you shiver.

"Who do you belong to, princesa?"

"Y-you…Oh my God.", you say as he quickens his pace. Your clitoris is throbbing as you feel your orgasm approaching.

"What´s my name. Who is fucking you this good?", he asks with a growl and then takes your earlobe into his mouth. He licks the skin and you almost let out a tear fall down your cheek at how good that feels.

"Jake… Jake Lockley. Y-you, sir… Please, let me cum.", you beg again as he bites your earlobe gently and then kisses your neck.

"Say it again, I want them to hear it. Fucking scream it.", he orders and you nod before swallowing down a moan.

Your thighs are shaking, your whole body dripping sweat as your orgasm almost bursts inside of you. You are trying so badly to hold it, to be good for him but it´s getting so difficult.

"Jake Lockley is fucking me this good… Y-you, this is all because of you. Sir, please!", you say again louder and he smirks into your neck.

"Good girl.", he whispers and you let out a deep moan before he quickens his pace. Your eyes close shut as your orgasm starts hitting you.

Your mouth opens in an `O´ but you don´t let out any sounds as you feel an insane amount of pleasure go through you. Jake doesn´t slow down as you begin shaking around his hard cock.

"Just like that… Cum for me, princesa. You feel so good.", he encourages but you aren´t really listening. All you can feel is a pleasure and your mind turning into a fog.

For a good few seconds, you think you lost your senses. Your thighs are aching, your clitoris convulsing as your wetness drips down your legs. Jake gives you a few more hard thrusts before removing himself from you and finishing off on your back.

You whimper softly as you feel his cum paint your skin, it´s burning hot and you let yourself drop to the bed. You gasp for air and feel your heart racing as your orgasm finally starts fading away.

Jake is also breathless, his hands going to your back before he cleans some of his cum with his fingers. You aren't sure what he is going to do, but then you open your eyes to see his fingers pointed towards your mouth.

"Open your mouth.", he orders and you do so. He shoves his fingers inside and you lick his cum off of them, the salty flavor filling your mouth.

You moan around them weakly and then swallow everything. Jakes removes his fingers and curses under his breath as he sits on the bed next to you.

You stay there curled into a ball for a while before finally turning on your back and looking at his sweaty body. Jake doesn´t speak but you can see him looking at the mirror and smirking. Fuck, you bet he is giving that smug ass look to Marc and Steven.

"What are they saying?", you manage to ask and Jake looks at you through the reflection. You see cockiness in his eyes and your cheeks heat up again.

You should be ashamed of how much you liked being fucked by him but you aren´t. It was really fucking good and kind of refreshing… You still love Marc and Steven very much but you needed something like this.

"Nothing special, mi amor… Rest.", he says before turning his torso and brushing your calves up and down. The gesture is very sweet and for the first time in your life, you see a small smile on his lips.

He looks pretty when he smiles… Maybe he isn´t so bad after all, you think as you look at his face.

"Okay…", you whisper and then bite your lip before saying, "Hey… I really liked that."

Jake chuckles a bit and leans down to kiss your legs, "Me too… Dulces sueños, mi amor."

You inhale deeply and close your eyes, his fingers continue brushing your skin and you lose yourself in that sweet feeling. It´s nice and intimate, and you are regretting not talking to him sooner.

You love Marc and Steven, and perhaps, one day, you will love Jake as well...

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