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ellieslob · 2 months

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★ les

+tags: rockstar ellie, masc ellie, fem reader, modern relationship, femme fatale reader, top! sub ellie, dom ellie, power bottom reader, fem reader, inspired by Les, Childish Gambino.

+warnings: smut, nsfw, degradation kink, mentions of cheating, toxic? relationship, angry sex, all consensual, submission, strap on, cunnilingus, rough treatment, strap gets called dick or cock, it’s not cheating to them.

ways to help palestine!!!

REBLOG !

R★ you catched ellie’s eyes since the beginning of the song, since you started ‘dancing’ so close to a fuckin’ guy while looking straight into her eyes, all with a stupid smile, laughing at something that the brickfucker was whispering to your ear.

she didn’t notice the change of the song until the lights shifted to a red cherry, and the drums started to bring her to her senses, but could she really? not when you were practically fuckin’ some guy in front of her, in front of everyone.

before another song ended you practically ran with him to a room, to her room, you were such a dirty little bitch, and she knew how to treat bitches like you.

she slammed the door, throwing the guitar across the room, not caring about it the same way she didn’t care about leaving the concert or her band in the middle of a show. she couldn’t care less about all that smaller shit.

you were in the bed, legs spread out and stroking your tits as that fucker eat you up like a candy, that candy was hers, only fuckin’ hers.

she grabbed him aggressively by the shirt, ripping some of the fabric and making him get up so fast

“wait wh-

“get the fuck out of my room, dipfuck” she threw him out of the room, making sure he fell on his face and locked him out.

“hi baby, that was a good show, wasn’t too short?” you smiled at her while opening your legs, letting her watch how wet you were, you nipples and clit were abused and all reddish, shining because of the saliva of other man.

“you are a greedy whore, you know that?” as mad as she were at you, she still got down to your pussy with a smile on her face, bitting her lip when looking at you wet folds, trying not to yield to your power, trying to stay mad at you.

“ow don’t be jealous ellie, you know i can get bored at your long long shows, i need… entrainment”

“and you think those fuckers can give you what you want? your little cunt is mine, nobody can make you cum like i can doll”

“mm maybe not but they can keep me occupied while you are doing your job babe” you grabbed her hand while you were talking and started playing with your clit with it, she almost growled at the feeling, you were so hot and wet.

“i’m just a girl, i can get soo lonely watching you sing, touch that guitar with your strong hands that were made to fuck me, singing with that voice that was made to scream my name, i get horny just by watching you darling”

“so you just fuck some other dude?! doesn’t make fuckin’ sense darlin’ she smiled angry and held your hips strongly as she pulled down on you, making sure her mouth and your cunt were aligned.

“but if i play with them you get soo mad and you fuck me just the way i like” she was treating the way you wanted, like a fucking sex doll, so careless and rough.

“you’re such a greedy little whore babe, look at you we are fighting and you are clenching onto nothing” she was pissed, you knew it and you were drooling, you loved seeing her like that.

you both were so wet, you weren’t really fighting, never really were, you both knew how to play naughty and you both liked it so much, at the end of the day ellie knew you would never really cheat on her and you knew she couldn’t either, you trusted each other with passion but sometimes it was fun to make it spicier and y’all knew exactly how to push each other to that exquisite point of anger and love.

“ellie! yesyesyea” you always turned into a pretty mess whenever her tongue even barely touched your pussy, but she just was so eager, so desperate, she was eating you were the only food she’d had in months.

“oh look at my little hoe” she stopped linking just to give little slaps to your pussy, hitting on your clit as you.

“ell- please, please, i need it sososo bad” your whines high-pitched, you were practically screaming, but neither of you cared if someone heard you, actually ellie wanted you to go louder, maybe that way the fuckers that would go by the door would understand that you were hers only.

“what do you want, doll?” she murmured to you ear, so calmly and sweet, as if she weren’t rubbing your clit like a maniac.

“ellie i n-need you to- fuck!” you grabbed her jacket, shoving ellie to the bed hard enough until you could sit on her lap “you better fuck me, before i go out and ask someone else to do it baby”

she sneered as her gaze went dark, your hips were grabbed and pulled hard, you could feel ellie’s strap hitting your clit again, and she was controlling your hips to keep hitting it. “you really think another bitch could make you feel like this?” your moans just made her more greedy, she pulled your dress to your belly, taking a more elaborated look at the mess you pussy was, you kept grinding on her bult, so needy, so slutty, god she loved you “answer.” she stopped your hips, restraining you from getting to the edge of your climax.

“no! nobody, i want you, ‘need you ellie, please, i’ll be good, ‘promise” ellie smiled and pulled your little panties to the side, pulling her jeans a little and watched how her dark red plastic dick hit your clit directly when it was liberated.

“ask me to do it princess” she stimulated your nipples over the dress, stopping just for a little to expose your pretty tits, ready for her to make them bounce.

“ellie please, i’m begging you, please fuck me” your ego dissapeard with your clothes, all you cared about was to get that dick deep inside you, to get ellie to growl in your ear and fuck you silly.

when she noticed the little tears in your pretty eyes she knew you’ve had enough. you felt that big cock stretching your interior as ellie was rubbing your clit with her thumb. “god! yesyesye, t-thank you baby”

when foreplay ellie knew that you could be a little competitive and even fight with her for the dominance in the bed, but when she fucked you silly, you got so submissive it was sweet, your mean words turned into compliments or cute nicknames.

“that’s it my pretty girl, you like it?” it was kind of a rhetorical question, her dick was getting soaked in your juices, you were pounding yourself hard and from your pouty lips she could see a drool coming, god you were simply perfect.

“els i love it, god yesyes, i love you so much, fuck” ellie’s eyes softened and she just couldn’t stop smiling, she loved when your little act came down, when you were just her little angel, because she loved y’all little games and to play with each other but you were just so lovely like that.

“i love you too angel, come on, let’s make my little baby cum” she started hitting you on your sweet spot, your tits were bouncing directly on her face, she licked them when your nipple and her mouth hit. her hips were going way to fast and your clit was indirectly getting rubbed, it was driving you crazy

“ellie! i can’t, can’t any-ah give me, give” you weren’t making any sense at this point, your hips, and practicly your hole body, were moving like crazy, the drool droping fast, your nipples were so fucking erect, they felt like rocks against her warm mouth. you were going to cum, like hard, ellie could see it on your pretty face, feel it on your pounding, and definitely could hear it from your almost pornographic screams.

“cum on my dick beautiful, i got you, give me a little show” you started jumping hard on her strap, accidentally making the base of the plastic rub her clit too “fuck baby” you both started to make everything rougher and more intense, you felt the her dick going deeper and she could just get off with the show you were complete giving her, now the movement on her clit was too much.

“i’m yes, ellie, i love you! ahhh make me” her hips were knocking you out, your eyes were getting blurry, her sounds, her body, the look she was giving to you as she fucked you “yes! im cuming! fuck” ellie screamed with you when her strap slipped and hit you both just were you need it.

you both felt liquid coming out of your pussy, getting all over the strap and ellie’s clothes, you fell into her strong arms, both of you agitated and so fucking happy. she hugged you tight, she started to plant little kisses on your forehead and face.

“i love you baby” you smiled, she was such a softie, only you could see this part of her.

“i love you more” and only ellie could watch you all lovely and needy.

“ellie where the fuck are you?! we need you for the next song!” oh, maybe ellie had groupies bitches around her all the time, trying to fuck her but none of them were you, they could never get to her, not even fucking dressing up as you.

“they can fucking wait, i’m with my baby” you were everything the other needed, and even if you guys make it seemed like you were cool about it, but everybody knew you guys only belonged to each other, there was no place for anyone or anything else.

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#ellie williams #ellie williams headcanons #ellie tlou #ellie the last of us #ellie x reader #ellie x you #ellie x fem reader #ellie x y/n #ellie smut #the last of us #tlou

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bedoballoons · 7 months

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For kinktober, may i request first time with any of the tall boys? Do you thinn they'd be gentle or..? You can choose who :)

Oooo!!! There are definitely some who'd be gentle...and others who I think wouldn't be~

Thank you for your request and I hope you enjoy!!

─⊰⁠⊹ฺ🎃𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕟 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤⊰⁠⊹ฺ🎃

{༻~Gentle or Rough~༺}

CW: NSFW! MDNI! First time, reader is a virgin! GN! Bottom! Reader, praising, fingering, c*mming inside, and eating out! Ayato calls the reader darling!

(Includes: Diluc, Zhongli, Neuvillette, Ayato, and Childe!)

♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

𑁍༄Diluc: (He'd be gentle~)

"You're doing so good~"

He'd whisper into your ear before trailing kisses down your bare chest, worshipping your body and this special gift you were going to share with him, he wanted nothing more than to make you feel better than you ever had. He wanted to do everything you'd let him, his fingers slowly sliding from your hips down to your thighs to pull them apart, your entrance tight and ready for him...he wanted to watch as you came for him, eyes rolling back into your head while you breathlessly moaned his name~

𑁍༄Zhongli: (He'd be gentle at first~)

"You're more addicting than whine itself~"

He'd be so gentle at first, kissing the insides of your thighs with his soft lips while your face grew more blushed with each peck, then he'd look up at you with love filled eyes, once again questioning if it was okay to proceed...and then once you gave him affirmation, his tongue would slowly slide across your entrance, leaving a trail of his hot saliva before sinking it inside of you, moaning at how delicious you tasted. Once he'd started hearing your beautifully lewd sounds though, his pent up frustration would surface and after years of nothing...he'd go more than just a couple rounds~

𑁍༄Neuvillette: (He'd be very gentle~)

"I want to make love to you~"

He'd ask you more than once if you were okay, even when he was sinking deep into you, eyes glazed over with lust and want as your tight walls clenched around him. He knew his strength was above average and the last thing he wanted was for your first time to hurt, but holding himself back was so hard, your hole was mind meltingly addictive to him, to the point he became simply unraveled because of you. As you moaned out his name he'd whisper constant I love yous into your ear and by the end he'd have you filled with that love, warm and slowly dripping down your thighs~

𑁍༄Ayato: (He'd be a bit gentle~)

"Louder darling~"

He'd say, his voice dripping with candy coated lust and his tongue covered in your essence, he wanted you to be almost screaming for him by the end of the night, your entire body exhausted from the amount of times he sent you over the edge. He wanted to hear his name leave your puffy kiss covered lips over and over again while he came so deep inside you that you saw stars, and then he could just sit there and stare at his goregous darlings fucked out face for all eternity~

𑁍༄Childe: (He'd be rough~)

"Let's see who can make the other finish more times~"

At first you'd think he was joking, it was your first time after all and surely he wouldn't actually turn it into a competition, but you were very wrong. He'd chuckle as you came again, your tight walls slick with his hot cum, your body exhausted and covered in perfect marks that he hoped everyone would see in the morning. He'd keep going until you cried out his name, until his seed was spilling out of you and your virginity was completely ripped away. He just wanted to make sure it was more than memorable, even if you couldn't walk in the morning~

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◥(•̀￦•́)◤☪︎ ִ ࣪𖤐 ☾𖤓~Happy kinktober~*⁠.⁠✧

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writingmeraki · 18 days

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the proposition of us — k.mg drabble.

❝ in which mingyu realises he hates the idea of you going out on a date with your crush more than he hates you.

( or a date with your crush, alleged crush, makes you think that perhaps you don't actually know how you feel. )

pairing : frenemy/menace! mingyu x reader, frenemies to ?? genre : fluff, a little angsty and a whole bunch of attempted humour. warnings : cussing, bickering, mingyu is down bad to the point he doesn't actually acknowledge how much he likes reader, oblivious reader.

a/n : a very very late birthday gift to my darling, I love you so much 💌 I hope u all like this randomness that sprouted while I was literally showering <3 !! i have a love hate relationship with this but! menace mingyu for the win ( although it is very less here i'll admit ) anyways let me know what you think!!

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Wonseok was good.

Great even.

The best actually.

But was he the best for you?

For a long time, that's what you'd concluded.

His looks were definitely as though Aphrodite herself crafted him and his sharp jawline, perfectly shaped nose, eyes as bright as if diamonds were specifically embedded in them.

Or maybe you were just way too infatuated with him because when you told Chaewon you finally are going on a date with him, all she did was furrow her eyebrows in what seemed like confusion and questioned,

Are you sure you like him and not someone else?

Now it was your turn to be in confusion at that time, because what on earth did she mean by someone else? Were you doing something that implied you liked someone else and not Park Wonseok, the guy who stole your heart when he saved you from falling and embarrassing yourself,exactly 6 months,10 days ago?

This same confusion stuck with you like a pestering thought, unable to be moved until you finally left the date, more at unease than at excitement.

The unease you felt made you irritated because you couldn’t quite understand what it was that was bothering you.

So in all that chaos, you stood outside the one place that would hold the answers to your confusion.

The convenience store.

The owner probably thought you had lost it or were drunk, no in between because for one you were all dressed up in your prettiest outfit, makeup done and hair one while you stood outside looking at the sign.

Who dresses up for the convenience store? A crazy person.

Are they drunk? Probably.

Luckily it was none of those.

You might rip your hair out now, because the one thing you came looking for in the grocery store was not even there.

The blueberry flavoured ice candy.

Your favourite blueberry flavoured ice candy.

You just gave up then and there, without buying anything you went outside of the store, and decided the sidewalk was the best place to sit. Ah yes, the sidewalk with the uneven edges and small stones that would dig into your butt and probably bruise it if you sat on it longer than ever.

Perfect.

Shutting your eyes, you began to think of possible reasons behind your discontent with Wonseok.

You didn’t even notice, someone followed you out of the store, with the very thing you’d been craving right in his hands.

The crinkling sound of a wrapper, made you open your eyes in both surprise and fear, and you almost would have fallen down even while sitting as you looked in front of you.

A hand, holding...the blueberry ice candy?

Your eyes immediately darted towards the owner of said hand, and you’re sure the surprise now showed on your face as it was none other than Kim Mingyu.

Kim Mingyu…how do you even introduce him in your life as a person? Did you hate him? You’d say hate is a strong word, but he was annoying you’d say that, get on your nerves more than you’d admit it.Did you find him hot? Hey now, anyone with two eyes could see he was definitely attractive.

Tall, pouty lips, pretty chocolatey eyes, even prettier smile, buff like very huge buff you were pretty sure he could punch you to another corner if he wanted to with just one hit.

You’d seen him carrying like two boxes of books once and you remembered how you almost broke your arm trying to even lift one. You also remember staring at how his veins seemed to pop out, how large his hands seem,how nice they would wrap around yo-

Okay you were getting off track now.

In a way you might say you hate him, not in the despise kind of way but because it was as though he was both everything you wanted to be and everything you wanted to have.

Both being not attainable to you apparently.

Now a big question rose up amidst the hundred others you already asked by now, what the fuck was he doing there?

“Here, maybe if you put in the effort of searching more nicely, you’d have found it.” You took the ice candy from his hand, him taking it as an invitation to sit right beside you, his other hand holding his ice cream of the night.

He looked nice…good actually. It was unfair how great he looked despite his clearly messy hair, worn out black t-shirt and oh God were those grey sweatpants? You tried not too put too much thought into it.

You frowned in annoyance once you processed his words, finding that there was surely an underlying meaning to it.

“What the fuck are you doing here Mingyu?”

“Last time I checked, the convenience store was a public facility.”

You scoffed at his sarcasm, opening up the candy and for a moment as you took in the dark blue purplish colour, you think all your worries dissolved right there.

Mingyu thinks he might have melted then and there with the way your eyes immediately sparked up as you saw your ice candy. It was cute how you found the absolute delight in the most seemingly boring things.

It was one of the things that made him just fall for you even more and more. What you didn’t know about the boy next to you was that he was gone, finished, down all just for you. It began when you went out of your way to save him from being hit by a flying football. His personal knight in shining armour.

From that moment, he figured if he wanted to be at least a part of your life, he’d somehow have to play something noticeable enough to you. So he took the bite and made himself one of your greatest frenemies. Not that you had any other so probably your only frenemy.

He hated you…or that’s what he made others think. It was working well until his feelings caught up, his true ones at least, his very real bitter feelings when he found out you went on a date with your ‘crush’.

He was having a terrible night, figured going to the convenience store would help him and there you were, the cause of all the bitterness.

“So are you following me or something? And- and how do you know I like this?”

He rolled his eyes, his turn to scoff at you,

“Not everything revolves around you.” A lie, for him, most things did. He did.

“And I just have good observation skills.” Just for you though, only you.

The sweet and tangy taste of blueberry juice lingered in your mouth as you blissfully closed your eyes, the coolness of it only adding more to your satisfaction and Mingyu wishes he brought his camera because you looked so…content. So beautiful.

“That sounds stalkerish, please you’re obsessed with me.” It was just a joke, to pull his leg, like you always did.

“What if I am?” Okay and he sounded way too serious for that.

You almost choked on the candy if it weren’t for your quick swallow reflex, eyes widened at his no hesitation reply.

“Wha-what?”

“What, what?”

“What do you mean by that?”

He blinked once, twice. And it was then he realised, what he replied, to who he replied. Your widened eyes looked at him both in curiosity and astonishment, lips purplish due to the candy that was now melting in your hand.

“Is it really you know that bad?” You raised an eyebrow in confusion. This was it, for him.

“You know, the proposition of us? Like actually us.”

You held your breath, waiting for the punchline or anything that would indicate he was joking but, if there was something you knew surely about him is that his eyes would never lie. And right now, they showed all seriousness.

“Like us- as in us being civil? Friends?” You nervously laughed, knowing you could be misinterpreting it but you want to take back your words when you see the way his expression drops and the scowl that’s on his face.

“No. I mean- I mean as more than friends. More than whatever this is. More like a couple.”

“Min-mingyu are you- are you suggesting we date?”

You didn’t exactly know what else to respond other than the obvious,

“Yes! Yes exactly, finally. I- yes a date. A date is all I ask for.”

Now you think, you have more questions than ever because why exactly did the idea of going on a date with Mingyu, excite you more than your actual date that you just had?

“When did you even like me? I- what? This is so confusing, I thought I annoyed you?”

“Well you did, you still do but it’s just- I thought it was the only way to be apart of your life and now that I think of it, it sounds stupid but I just-You know what I'll explain it to you on that date so uh what-what do you say?”

In that moment, he looked at you like a puppy pleading to his owner for a treat, his suspicious eyes looking way too innocent but they indeed made their way right to your heart.

“Okay, okay fine! I’ll go out with you. One date.”

That stopped his brief mental spiraling immediately, in a bit of shock as he looked at you in disbelief for agreeing. For actually agreeing because he did prepare himself for the worst scenario. Which was you probably humiliating him then and there.

His disbelief quickly turned to content and that, that sickly adorable giddy smile of his made its way onto his face, canines peaking out. It seemed the bitterness he’d been harbouring went away.

“But what about your date tonight?”

You didn’t ask how he knew, but rather answered his question and your own dilemma,

“I don’t think I actually liked him. Probably just that I was grateful he saved me that time, and I mistook it for something else, I guess.”

“And you’re sure you want to go out with me because it’s not just… I don’t know out of something else too?”

“Don’t worry about that Mingyu, you aren’t that special.”

You joked and the way his smile dropped made you giggle even more.

“Fine then, I’ll show you just how special I can be. How does Saturday, 7pm, near that downtown record store sound as a meet up place?”

“Alright then. Saturday it is.”

You didn’t think you’d ever reach a point where Kim Mingyu was something or someone attainable in your radar but there you were, not just with him but a whole date with him.

Perhaps, this time you were indeed wrong about some things in life remaining as just unrealistic wishes because this was in a way your daydream come true. What a bizzare night.

And oh, your hands were now also blueberry flavored and bonus! disgustingly sticky too!

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melodrangea · 6 months

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Nicknames Soul Eaters Boys call their S/O

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Soul “Eater” Evans

sweetheart

he says this extremely sarcastically, especially during training

“C’mon sweetheart, is that all you got? I saw you lift twice as much yesterday.”

doll

often uses it in a more formal setting or when he’s trying to tease

“What’s the matter doll? Cat got your tongue?”

He’s a little menace but he’s our menace <3

babe

most common out of the three

you name DOES NOT exist to this man

no name, no nickname, nothing

“Babe can I borrow your notes. Babe where do you wanna go later? BABE”

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Black Star

n/n or another variation of you name

doesn’t really use pet names much (sorry babes)

why words words on pet names? he’s way too blunt and if he’s feeling something he’ll just say it, not waste time on fancy words or pet names

(that’s what he tells himself being fr he’s not creative enough as much as I love him)

babe

mostly used around friends (this dumbass thinks he’s being smug)

“hey babe wasn’t going out yesterday awesome? I mean since we’re so inlove and everything.”

the little shit would make your relationship EVERYONE ELSE’S problem (no one is safe 😭)

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Death the Kid

Darling

this pretentious hipster

is fairly consistent with the pet names he uses but darling is his favorite

“Darling can you please pass me that book there?”

“Are you alright darling?”

my dear

uses this one without realizing it most of the time

will be chilling in the library studying and will half-consciously call for you

“are you almost done?”

“just a few minutes more my dear, then we can go”

you chuckled, “what did you call me”

“what do you mean, what did I call you?”

love

Kid is a romantic at heart, very classy as well

he would stare into your eyes and call you love

“my love you have no clue how much I love you.”

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Crona Gorgon

honey

you would call him honey bunny as a joke and he loved it so he started calling you honey

would always have the cutest blush in his face when he said it too

“o-oh thank you honey :)” (cutie patootie 💋)

dear

would definitely take him a while to start calling this, but when he does 🤌💋

“are you alright if we stay a little longer dear? It’s been a while since we’ve seen the others”

being fr this poor soul would be TERRIFIED to call you something other than your name or a variation for A WHILE

his brains running six times the speed 🏃🏼

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Professor Stein

this sadistic mf

i pray for anyone dating this man

but we can be delulu for a few

dove

would absolutely call you dove or some other kind of bird

reminds him of how he protects you like your a delicate bird (and he likes experimenting on birds if yk what i mean 😏)

angel

TELL ME HE WOULDN’T

ngl he only calls you angel when he’s horny asf in a good mood

“hey angel, can you come here for a bit?”

NONE OF YOUR HOLES ARE SAFE RIP

honey

only time your safe if when he calls you honey

mostly calls you this when you’re having a bad day

BUT HE STILL MANAGES TO SOUND SARCASTIC ASF

this is a warning, this man will accidentally hurt your feelings 24/7

“You doing alright there honey? You want to talk about it?”

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Kilik Rung

fuck not being allowed to have favorites I LOVE THIS BITCH

only fully green flag in the show i stg (except Marie ofc)

lovebug

he will call you every single pet name he can come up with, but love bug is his favorite

neither of you know how it started but you’re not complaining

“You’re too sweet for me lovebug” <33

sweets

ya see what i did there? ofc he combines his two favorite things: you and those damn candy bars

“This class is so boring, right sweets?”

will calls you sweets often to express thanks kinda like a “thanks toots”

getting more into that

toots

he thinks he’s funny (and he is)

will say this very ironically and usually infront of friends to make everyone laugh

the only slightly annoying quality abt Kilik is his inability to take anything other than combat seriously

“hey toots, how’s it goin’?”

hon

I SWEAR THIS IS THE LAST ONE!

but you cannot tell me this man is not from New Orleans or some other adjacent

and the hon with the southern-ish accent

being so fr he will call you hon all the time and it will fluster tf out of you (he’s smug abt it, just a little 🤏

“You look nice, who are you all dressed up for hun?”

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woo hoo first post!

anyways hope y’all are doing great

any comments, questions, requests or concerns feel free to DM me!

-Melodrangea <3

#soul eater #soul eater x reader #black star x reader #anime #stein x reader #death the kid x reader #kid x reader #soul x reader #kilik rung #kilik x reader #crona soul eater #crona gorgon #crona x reader #soul eater black star #x reader #y/n

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a-hazbin-reader · 2 months

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Hey‼️

Soooo I was wondering if u could maybe possibly write an alastor x reader where reader has a secrets admirer and alastor is super jealous but he can't show it bc they're technically only friends and acting protective would be weird.

Bonus points if the read is completely oblivious to his jealousy and eats the snacks from the gift baskets all the time, right in front of him, and wonders why his eyes is twitching so much.

Pleaseee?

👀 I don't have time for this but-

Alastor X Reader Headcanons

✅️Romantic

❌️Platonic

TW: Alastor being a red flag fr

Description: ☝️⬆️

What does Alastor care if someone wants you? He has no interest in taking you for himself. Nope. Not. At. All.

Would laugh if anybody tried to claim he felt something for you other than mild fondness

It's just been a particularly annoying few weeks because of all the gifts being sent to the hotel with your name on them, from some persistent admirer

So he does his best to convince you that they aren't good enough for you

Alastor feels his mood sour when he hands you a bouquet of flowers, your face lighting up at the sight of them as you hold them like they're precious

He misses the way your smile falters a bit when you read the tag, a small part of you hoping they were from the demon in front of you instead

"Another lackluster gift from what must surely be the most lackluster admirer on this side of the pentagram. Just look at how wilted those flowers are already!"

You shake your head and toy with the petals on the flowers, picking off the dying ones delicately

He loves me... he loves me not...

"Oh hush, it's rather darling that someone took time out of their day to give me something so thoughtful.."

You walk away to put the bouquet into a vase so you miss the twitch in Alastor's eye, the tight clenching of teeth and fierce grip on his staff

"Thoughtful? Those are yellow roses! Yellow roses stand for friendship, not romance! You can do so much better!"

Or another time, you offered him a chocolate, munching away on sweets while holding a heart-shaped box

"Are you confessing to me? You shouldn't, I'm quite the heartbreaker just so you know~"

He regrets saying the words the moment they leave his mouth, but they're the only thing keeping a blush off his face, taking a chocolate to shut himself up

You only hum and roll your eyes, putting a hand on your hip as you shake the box at him, mostly all an attempt to get his eyes on the candies instead of your blushing face

"No, my secret little lover dropped off a bunch of these and I can't possibly be expected to eat all of this myself, now can I?"

The sweet treat suddenly feels bitter in his mouth and he wants to rip up the box in your hand

"Oh, so that's why these taste so uninspired! Most likely store bought instead of homemade, such a shame."

You only snort and shake your head, popping another chocolate into your pretty mouth

"Who makes homemade chocolates anymore? Let alone take time out of their day to have them delivered to me?"

Alastor is embarrassed by the warmth and genuine emotion in his voice, his smile softening as he looks you over

"Someone who cares about you enough to recognize you're worth the effort, my dear."

He leaves quickly to avoid any further embarrassment, blushing deeply and sliding the rest of the candy boxes into the trash on his way out

"A-Alastor!!"

"I'm simply doing you a favor, my dear!"

He doesn't see your sputtering and blushing as you try to comprehend what just happened

Alastor can handle the flowers, chocolates and all other sorts of gifts but when the letters start pouring in?? He's about to lose his mind

It's been at least three letters a week, and he's sick of finding them outside the hotel. He actually rips up the ones he gets to first

He finds Charlie and Angel leaning over your shoulder and reading a letter in your hands, a soft blush on your face

Charlie was cooing over how sweet the letter was while Angel was obviously teasing you, making your blush deepen

"And just what is that in your hands, my dear?"

You jump and try to hide the letter but Angel quickly snatches it away to keep reading it, laughing as he does

"Toots here got another love letter from her secret admirer~ They think she's just the most precious babe around~"

Charlie is squealing and fanning herself with her hands as she jumps up and down, making you groan and hide your face in your hands

"Isn't it just so romantic? They're really head over heels in love with her!"

Alastor feels his eye twitch as he snatches the letter from Angel to read it over himself, ignoring the noise of protest that comes from you

Finally, he glances over at you, crumpling the letter up and ripping it into pieces in front of everyone

"Well now! That was about the worst thing I've read all day!"

It felt good to rip it up, picturing it to be your admirer instead

You stand there in shock, eyeing the bits of paper then Alastor, Angel and Charlie slowly backing out of the room only to peek their heads back in

"They... they said I was beautiful."

Well... now he feels a little bad...

He recovers quickly though and wraps a casual arm around you, guiding you away from the mess as Niffty runs in to clean it up

"That's exactly what they wrote in the last one! It's nothing new, I'm afraid! Truly, you deserve better than that!"

You pout and lean your head on him a little, trying not to look disappointed about the letter

"Yeah? And just what do I deserve?"

He grins at you and leans in, pulling you closer to him

"Let me show you, my dear~"

You simply roll your eyes as you let him lead you out of the hotel on a walk, enjoying the weight of his arm around you

There's no more secret admirer after that, which suits you both just fine

Here~

#hazbin hotel x reader #alastor hazbin hotel x reader #alastor hazbin x reader #alastor x reader #hazbin x reader

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sky-high-standards · 10 months

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Yandere!!Ex Husband!! x Reader

this is just a drabble Requests are welcome.

You two where childhood sweethearts and where the cutest couple ever.

After you two graduated he proposed and everything was perfect....for about a year.

One fateful day he forgot his lunch and you decided to be a good partner and bring his lunch to him at his work.

You where absolutely crushed when you found him making out with his assistant.

You filed for a divorce, moved out and had to start your life from scratch.

One day you decided to stop crying over that jerk and made yourself a living and made quite a bit of money and started dating again.

Your ex husband on the other hand was a shell of his former self and only wanted for you to hold him and say that you forgive him but he knew it wouldn't be that simple.

His assistant tried to get him to forget about you and told him that he didn't need you and you where useless anyway but he didn't like that and slapped her right across the face and fired her.

When he tried to win you back with a speech about how much he needs you, along with your favorite candy he was surprised to see you with a new partner seemingly very happy together.

He literally broke into tears and threw himself at your feet begging for you to take him back but your new partner ripped him off you and slammed the door.

He cried loud that security had to send him out.

Your yandere was convinced that you still loved him and you were being forced to be in a relationship with that brute but don't worry a hair on your pretty little head of yours he will get rid of him.

After you heard a knocking on our door you were horrified to find your ex husband covered in blood and all he said with a crazed smile was "I got rid of him for us Darling".

I mean you have to love him again you two are made for each other and will be together forever~

#yandere x reader #x reader #yandere oc #yandere #yandere boy #yandere community #yandere imagine #yandere imagines #yandere headcanons #yandere ex husband

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lychniis · 18 days

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⚘— DUE RESPITE.

i. SYNOPSIS : he demands his affection. it's long overdue, in his opinion. ( jing yuan x reader ) // evenfall event - prompt xi ( ❛ honey, just put your sweet lips on my lips.❜ ) + daisy.

ii. WARNING(S) : mild mentions of blood and one fucked up appendix, this is lowkey selfship coded, reader is a doctor and is lowkey tired too, jing yuan is just a wee bit touchy, a tiiiny hint of angst. very small but i swear but it's all fluff and sweet talking.

# masterlist

“Come here.”

He smiles in indulgence, fingers pattering playfully over hardwood. You consider his request, sugar melting over your tongue with the passing moment. You reach out for more candy as the twisting in your gut persists. A wingbeat draws your attention again. Jing Yuan is still staring straight at you.

“Why?” you ask carefully.

“Let me kiss you.” Blunt, to the point, so unlike the lilting riddles he’d spin and confuse you with. You shake your head.

“I smell of blood.” you’d overseen the surgery of one insistent patient, a short lifer whose stomach cramps stemmed from an inflamed appendix. Even after washing yourself down you can’t quite rid the tang iron rimming your fingertips.

Jing Yuan laughs. To him, everything may as well be a joke. Or a threat. Or a simple amusement. You consider it the happy experience of going senile with age ( you had expressed it to him. He’d laughed even harder till the birds in his hair clear out and his shoulders shook and trembled like his being was wracked with earthquakes ).

“Trust me, I’ve smelled far worse.” he assures you, leaning forth to take your hand, his lips pressing up against the palm. “Come.” A tug. You’re a slave to the way his eyes shine. You hate how he has you so easily stringed up and weak for his words ( your heart is racing, it’s a traitorous little thing ripping away at your chest and stealing your breath and warming your cheeks ).

His large hands settle you easily on his lap, drumming staccato over your hips. His lips find your temple next. “Darling mine.” he whispers. “Darling mine.”

“Yes.”

Jing Yuan smiles and shuts his eyes, curling his grip around the hook of your legs. The action in firm, steady, half patient, half wanting. “Look at me.”

You turn your head away.

He presses his face to your hair. “No?” he intones with feigned disappointment. “I cannot see your face?”

“No.” you play along, reaching for more of the rock candy. Jing Yuan stops you, and it’s warm, warm, warm all over. There’s is something tempered in his gaze. It’s a lazy adoration.

“Is there any way I can appease my beloved then?” he muses. “Should I beg on my knees? Wax poetry?”

You groan. “No, no poetry, Jing Yuan.”

“No poetry either? My, you are a tough case, aren’t you?” he’s sweeping you away from the floor, draped on his lap and his chest. Your grasp lays upon his heart. You feel it beat. Your head turns and you face him, lips pursing as you try to stifle back the flustered curl tugging at the corners. “There.” he whispers. A finger taps at your jaw.

He lets you close the gap and steal away gaping kisses.

“I’m weak for you, aren’t i?” you mumble mournfully between them. Jing Yuan softens to it. “An utter fool. An idiot.”

“Maybe. But I’d be a hypocrite for belittling you for it, no?” he’s chasing after your lips again in a rare moment of greed. He’s not a selfish man. Jing Yuan would let himself be rend by a thousand swords or scorched by starfire if it means another lives a life in peace. It’s a simple truth nestled in him, so blatant in its presence yet artfully tucked away beneath paraphernalia and other quirks picked over the centuries.

( Jing Yuan who’d let himself bleed, bleed, bleed. )

Your nose nuzzles at the column of his neck. You will not be thinking of tragedy today. “Just keep holding me.”

His eyes crinkle at the corners. He is flesh and blood in your grasp. he is whole. He is him.

The respite is welcomed.

❪⠀🎬⠀❫ AINE SPEAKS ;;

working through this event like the damn aventurine boss jk jk. anyway i am ill for this man and i want him to hold me thank you.

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Hii can I request something with jealous Megumi and Gojo it can be spicy or fluffy as much as you wantt. Btw i adoreee your writting <333

I'm so glad you like my writing love, there you go <3 I don't know why I got so carried away by Gojo again, but I hope you still like it - let me know :)

How JJK men act when they're jealous

Pairing: Gojo x reader; Megumi x reader

Word Count: 3,2k (how lol)

Warnings: Gojo part escalated again and isn't that much about jealousy, language, mini mentions of intercourse

Gojo Satoru

„Urgh, this shit is so annoying. At least you’re looking hot next to me, Babe”, Satoru signs while casually placing an arm around your waist.

It really is annoying. The two of you were sent out in order to find a man who might have important information regarding three of Sukuna’s fingers. And there he stands, casually in a white suit while sipping on his glass of wine and talking to random women. But is this really the right way? After all, you smuggled into this extravagant event that seems to involve only the richest of the rich around Tokyo.

“We’ll never get to him by just standing here together”, you breathe out.

No, with all these women surrounding him, there’s absolutely no chance to start a conversation randomly. You pull up your black sleeves and look around. Damn, how pathetic these women are, roaming around as if they’re looking for meat. Some of them even tried to seduce Satoru, even though you’re standing right by his side. Well, you can’t blame them though. He’s looking absolutely delicious in his elegant black suit, probably the most eye-catching man they have ever seen.

“Maybe I need to join the fray too”, you suggest, eyes darted towards a random girl in a scandalous short dress who caresses the man’s chest.

“You? You don’t belong there, (y/n). I don’t want you near that disgusting old fart”, Gojo hisses through gritted teeth, his grip around your waist tightens.

“Too bad that’s kinda the job today. Listen, you are my boyfriend, but right now I need to seduce that man. You want to stop this madness too, right?”

Satoru signs audible, his jaw so tense that it might snap.

“But you look so good in that black dress babe”, Satoru mutters.

“And I do that just for you, okay? Just please, let me do my job darling.”

“I could rip out his fingers one by one until he tells me the truth, y’know”, he breathes against your ear.

You can’t help but let out a little giggle. It’s always like that. Satoru is so possessive over you that it’s making your life hard sometimes. As if he doesn’t know that he’s walking sex himself, as if your heart wouldn’t belong to only him.

“Come on, we both know you’d never do that. How do I look?”

You push your skin tight black dress up to make your cleavage look even better, fingers caressing the soft fabric so that it falls perfectly. Everything has to appear right. You want to get this mission over with as soon as possible.

“You’re always looking gorgeous”, he murmurs offended, bright blue orbs looking you up and down behind his sunglasses.

“Don’t make such a face, I’ll be back as soon as I have what we want. Maybe roam around in the meantime and look for sweets?”, you suggest kindly.

“You’re the only candy I want, babe.”

His words alone send goosebumps down your spine. God, this man will be your death, you just know it. But for now, you need to straighten your back, stick out your chest and swing your hips on your way to the old man who is the key to Sukuna’s disgusting fingers.

“I’ll be back in a minute”, you hush and get going.

It isn’t hard for you to catch his attention. To be exact, the second he lays his eyes on your delicious curves covered by an elegant black gown all the women around you seem to be gone. His gaze almost eats you up alive. God, how sickening. You want nothing more than a hot bath with Satoru with some Netflix and chill. But this has to wait.

“I have to admit, this is a very nice party”, you purr while showing him your most seductive red-lipped smile.

“Nice to hear coming from a woman that wasn’t even invited”, he remarks, a playful grin creeping up his old face.

“What a woman doesn’t do to put on a dress and act like a princess for an evening.”

You can see the way his eyes darken at the sound of your oh so sweet voice. Wow, if you weren’t a jujutsu-sorcerer you would definitely have become an actress.

Satoru can hear every word you sing-sang at that old fart in front of you, he can sense the way he’s longing to touch your delicate features. God, how much he would love to storm over, slap him away from you and get home. But he shouldn’t. He knows he can’t do that. You insisted on him staying in the background, you want to do this on your own-

“A woman like you doesn’t have to pretend to be a princess. You look like a queen, darling.”

Darling. Did he just call you by your nickname? His skin begins to tingle in hot anger, eyes piercing through the man hazardously. No one is allowed to call you darling expect him. No. one. Who does he think he is? Just because he has a shit ton of money.

“Then I’m a good fit for you. There’s actually something you could do for me, I want something you have”, you continue, your voice intoxicating Gojo’s thoughts.

You never talked like that to a man apart from him. That old fart doesn’t deserve the attention you give him, he doesn’t deserve that you even look his way. You should lay in Satoru’s arms light now, his hands gently stroking your hair while he admires how gorgeous you look.

“If you want something I have, you will have to give me something in exchange I fear.”

You knew this would happen. Looking good and flirting isn’t enough for men like him. In fact, you can tell by a glimpse into his old eyes what he wants. He desires to be alone with you, in a distant room far away from the crowds. The thought alone makes your gut twist in disgust. God, if he touches your body you might throw up. Do you really have to do this? Is this the only way to get a hold of Sukuna’s fingers before the enemy finds them? Fuck, what are you supposed to do?

“What do you have in mind?”, you hum, voice not giving any hint of your thoughts.

He lets out a deep chuckle, hands gliding in your direction.

“I say we’ll discuss this matter more privately, what do you think?” he murmurs.

This mission is very important, everyone at Jujutsu High made that very clear. That’s why they sent you along with Gojo. You’ve never screwed up a mission, always keen to do your very best at stopping the madness of curses. You never fail, you never miss. Even if it means you have to make sacrifices. Even if it means that you have to sell yourself for some stupid information…

Your gaze wanders to your gorgeous boyfriend, his jaw so tense that it could snap any minute, both hands balled into fists. How much he hates to see you like that, on your way to a place where he can’t follow. But you just have to do this. He needs to understand that. Hopefully he does…

“Sounds like a plan to me.”

He elegantly extends his shriveled hand to you and leads you across the huge hall into a stairwell, away from the crowds and the reassuring eyes of Gojo. You are now on your own with that stranger in a room with a queen-size bed in the middle of his.

“Finally some privacy.”

The man places himself between you and the door, his eyes roaming over you as if you’re his prey. Fuck, you feel like fainting, screaming and crying at the same time. Over and over you tell yourself that this is your job, that you have to make sacrifices just like everyone else, that you don’t need to have a bad conscience. But as soon as your mind wanders to your boyfriend you aren’t so sure about all of that anymore.

“There is no need to rush though, you don’t even know what I want to talk about.”

Your voice is solid and confident, but you can definitely feel your knees going weak. Panic flickers through your mind as he locks the door with a swift motion.

“I don’t need to know what you want. You need to pay first before you receive any information from me”, he remarks, voice cold as eyes.

“And now come here and open my belt for me, will you?

You feel like crying, all of your confidence is washed away in the matter of seconds. You thought you are able to take it all if it means to complete your mission, that it doesn’t bother you to touch another man apart from Satoru in exchange for Sukuna’s fingers. But you can’t. The thought of his hands on your body sends shivers down your spine – not in the good way.

“I’m not here for sexual interaction.”

“Sure, that’s why you shove up your tits and swing your hips like that. Don’t be so prudish, I’ll give you what you want after you gave me what I want.”

You want to get out, as far away from his approaching figure and back into Satoru’s arms. But the only way out is locked. Fuck, what the hell did you get yourself into? Satoru…You will certainly not look at him the same after this. Never in your life you should have allowed that to happen. No mission in the world is worth losing your pride over it, your power over your own body. Screw Sukuna’s fingers, sooner or later Satoru will find them anyway. This was a bad idea right from the start.

“Are you finally coming here or do I have to force you?”

Your face goes pale in an instant, body too shocked to move an inch. The look in his eyes tells you that he’s not playing around. This man doesn’t give a fuck about whenever you want him or not. Fuck, you are an extraordinary jujutsu-sorcerer, your powers surpass him in every aspect. Why the hell is all you can do to stare at him with your doe eyes? Why don’t you fight back as soon as his hands burn against your bare skin? Why aren’t you screaming Satoru’s name?

“Get your dirty hands off my girlfriend.”

The split of a second is enough for Satoru to force himself into the room, bright blue orbs gleaming in thick anger.

“Get the fuck out, young man. Do I have to call security? You can have her when I’m done”, he old fart hisses into his face.

“I’m really trying to be a good person, but you are testing my patience, old man. I’ll say it one last time: Get. Your. Hands. Off. Her.”

Tears of shock, despair and relief begin to cloud your eyes while his grip around your shoulder tightens.

“Fine. I won’t hold back then.”

A little motion of Satoru’s pinky finger is enough to blast the man away from you. His figure slams against the wall, head instantly covered in crimson while Satoru rushes to your side.

“If you ever dare to touch my woman again I’ll kill you. Got it?”

“Come on, fuck that information. Let’s get you out of here”, he gently mumbles against your ear.

Gently, he wraps his arm around your trembling shoulders and escorts you out of the enormous building into the comforting darkness of the night.

“I can’t believe I let this happen”, he snorts out, face completely twisted in fury.

Fuck the upper ranks and their senseless missions. You are his girlfriend, god damn. How could he let another man touch you, let alone be alone with you? The thought of this old fart and his dirty hands against your soft skin make his blood boil all over again. You belong to him only.

“It’s not your fault, Satoru. I thought I have to so this, that I’m a jujutsu sorcerer and the mission is always the most important. But…I can’t let another man apart from you touch me like that. It’s just not possible. You are the only one I want and need”, you blurt out, hot tears streaming down your face and ruining your perfect makeup.

God, how much he hates to see you like that. All of that for some fucking fingers? This has to be a joke. He is the strongest, if he can’t find them then who else can? Why do you have to feel miserable about something like that?

“And I promise you that I will never let another man touch you like this again. You are my girlfriend, my everything. (y/n) I-“

Desperately, he cups your face with his hands, forehead pressed against his. You close your eyes, take in this bittersweet moment. Satoru, the man you love more than the entire earth saved you again.

“I love you more than anything else. The thought of him being alone with you in this room killed me, I just couldn’t stand it. This will never happen again. You are my darling and mine alone, you hear?”

“I just wanna be yours, Satoru”, you breathe against his lips before he grabs your shoulders and kisses you so passionately that you feel like flying.

God, how much you loved this man. And moments like this make it very clear to you that he loves you too. Satoru Gojo would rather get into trouble with the elders than seeing you in the arms of another man.

“You are, darling. Let’s get home, shall we? Then I’m gonna show you how much I really love you…”

Megumi Fushiguro

He knows it’s absolutely dumb and ridiculous. You’ve been his girlfriend since three years, always by his side, not even the slightest interested in other boys. He just knows that you love him dearly, with all your heart. But why on earth does it hurt so bad to see you talking to this unfamiliar jujutsu-sorcerer? Why does it bother him so much to see him smile down at you and even worse, to witness you laugh at his completely senseless joke?

“Megumi, come here!”, you shout over your shoulder, smile as wide as ever.

He grumbles into himself. Megumi would rather die than to talk to this guy whose eyes are all over you and your gorgeous features. Who is this anyway? He never saw him around Jujutsu High, let alone on missions. So he can’t be that strong right? Surely, he isn’t any better than Megumi himself…Right?

“Don’t be shy! Come on!”

Your hand grips his arms tightly and shoves him into the direction of the stranger. Normally he adores the way you cling onto him – not today though, not in this situation when you force him to confront the guy who’s obviously flirting with you.

“Let me introduce you to my longtime friend Botan! Botan, this is my boyfriend Megumi!”, you introduce him with a proud grin.

Even Megumi escapes a little smile. Good, you called him boyfriend in front of this jerk. Then he should know where his place is.

“Your boyfriend? Are you sure about that?”, the unknown face replies, voice dripping in sarcasm while looking Megumi up and down.

“Come on Botan, stop the crap”, you giggle.

Megumi isn’t amused at all. In fact, he is absolutely furious. One look into this jerks eyes is enough to know that this statement wasn’t a dumb joke. Botan wants you, his girlfriend, his entire world.

“Yeah, stop the crap and get the fuck away before I make you.”

Your heart sinks into your chest, smile dropping immediately. One glance into Megumi’s face and the way the vein on his forehead pulsates is enough to understand that he is fueled with rage. And that almost never happens.

“You against me? I don’t want to beat you up in front of your ‘girlfriend’. Or wait, maybe she needs to see how I beat your ass to understand that I’m the better catch. You don’t deserve (y/n)”, Botan hisses back.

“Botan”, you breathe out outraged.

“Megumi has been my boyfriend for years! I love him dearly! Never in my life would I want to exchange him!”

“Look at him (y/n)! What does he give you, huh? He isn’t strong, he isn’t that handsome and from what I’ve heard he’s stone cold and introverted, you’re nothing like him! I’ve known you for more than ten years, when will you finally understand that I have exactly what you need?”

You are entirely lost at words, it seems like the world around you is collapsing. Of course you’ve been aware of his side-crush this whole time, after all he never made a secret out of it. But to hear it out of his mouth and even worse in front of your beloved boyfriend is terrible. Terrible and wrong.

Megumi shifts his weight besides you, figure now standing dangerously close to Botan’s. Your eyes widen in pure horror, terrified of what might happen next. You know all too well that your boyfriend is very good at making reasoned decisions – never hot-headed, never too hasty, never exaggerated. But the look in his cold blue eyes tells you otherwise. It seems like he’s only seconds away from completely losing it. The usual calm and collected Megumi you know suddenly seems so hot-headed.

“If that’s true, why is (y/n) my girlfriend since three years and I’ve never heard a single word about you? Do yourself a favor and leave us alone, especially (y/n). She is my girlfriend and will always be. A jerk like you won’t change that.”

He casually wraps his arm around your waist while still holding eye contact with Botan, who looks back and forth between the two of you.

“I love him, Botan. And that won’t change. We’ll never be a thing”, you clarify with soft voice.

“And now stop looking at her, we have a mission anyway. See you never.”

With that, Megumi turns on his heels, your frame in his tight grip, and leaves Botan standing in the dust.

“You are mine”, he hisses.

“Only yours.”

“Who does he think he is to take you away from me, huh?”, Megumi blurts out.

“Absolutely ridiculous.”

“(y/n).”

He grips your face and forces you to look at him. God, he looks so perfect, so turbulent, so…hot.

Instead of any other words, he simply presses his lips against yours. Your tongues intertwine with each other, you aren’t even able to catch a breath between the way he longingly gets lost in your mouth.

“I love you”, he mumbles against your lips.

You feel like drowning and flying at the same time, mind completely occupied by the hot-headed Megumi that seems to kiss you to death.

“I love you too, Megumi. More than anything else”, you whisper, hands gripping onto his biceps for dear life.

“More than him”, he speaks out, gaze now locked with yours as if he’s searching for the answer in your glossy orbs.

“A thousand times more than him”, you confirm.

“Good.”

And again, his needy lips crash against yours, remember you with every bite, every kiss and every hushed word that you are his.

Only his.

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kteezy997 · 4 months

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Can y/n and wonka maybe have more babies before the candy man series is over? I want them to have a big happy family I think he’d be so proud of them 🥺🥺🥺

Candy Man-Part Nine//W.W.

Warnings: SMUT, soft Dom Willy,tying reader up during sex, use of sex toy, spanking with a paddle, hand spanking, light hair pulling, baby making session, creampie, some cursing, aftercare

You had to celebrate your engagement, of course, and what better place to celebrate than the secret office?

Willy peeled your clothes off, leaving you completely naked. He told you, "Go on, get on the bed, my love."

You smirked, following his instructions, turning and sitting on the bed.

He walked over to wall of coiled up licorice ropes. He pulled on the thick, red rope to the length of his liking, and ripped it off. he brought the long strand of candy over to you, "Your hands." he said simply, holding the length out toward you.

You put your wrists together, and Willy started to tie them together. You were so excited, you had to press your thighs together. You were getting wet already and he hadn't done anything yet.

"You trust me, don't you?" he asked, looking in your eyes.

"Of course." you answered wholeheartedly.

"Good." he responded, tightening the knot holding your wrists together.

It was different, having Willy being a man of few words, and so dominant. You were thrilled.

He took his clothes off. His cock was hard as the stones walls of the room. He shoved you onto your side.

You felt his hands on your ass cheeks and he spread them to lap at your pussy. You writhed and whimpered at the contact of his wet, eager tongue. You ached for him. The point of his tongue flicked over your clit, softly, then suddenly at rapid pace, making you cry out in ecstasy.

He pushed his fingers inside of you, pumping, circling, curling. It was too much. You cried out his name.

"Say 'chocolate' if you ever need me to stop what I'm doing in this room." Willy said.

You took the mental note, and bucked your hips against his fingers, just needing the stimulation.

"Say 'okay' so I know you understand, y/n." he demanded, stopping his playing fingers.

"Okay," you panted, "okay."

"Good girl." Willy said, standing up and touching your hair. "Now darling, if you move, I'll have to spank you. Understand?”

“Yes.” You remained perfectly still as you watched him walk over to the big candy canes. He picked one, and brought it over to you. You had no way of knowing what would happen next.

“This is not like a regular candy cane, my love.” he explained, holding it in both hands, “It is made of silicone, so you don’t have to be concerned about sugar being inside you.”

That’s supposed to go in me? It wasn’t huge by any means, but it was long.

“With your permission, I’ll try it out, would you like that, y/n?” asked your sweet Willy.

“You’re going to put it inside of me?” you whimpered, not knowing if you should be as anxious as you were.

“Only if you say yes.”

“Okay, yes, let’s do it.” you were so horny, you’d let your man try just about anything on you right now.

You could practically hear the grin on Willy’s face. “Alright,” his hand went to your hip as you lay in your side, “just relax.”

You felt pressure on your clit, then rubbing, the object was warm, to your delight, and softer than you imagined.

Willy circled your clit with his candy cane, then with a slight move, he slipped it inside you. It glided easily, filling your walls.

“Mm, fuck.” you moaned, your back arching.

Willy took your response as the go ahead to fuck into you with the pretend candy.

It wasn’t as good as having your darling Willy’s cock in your pussy, but it was damn close. It was amazing. It did reach deeper inside you. Willy hit your cervix with it several times. He used his other hand to toy with your clit as he pumped the candy cane in and out.

Sticky sounds filled your ears and you moaned like a madwoman. You could barely take another second, you needed to touch him. With your hands still tied, you put your hand on his which was fondling your clit.

“Ah-ah.” he swatted your hands away.

Now you remembered what you weren’t supposed to do.

“I didn’t give you permission to move.”

"I'm sorry. It won't happen again, Willy." you tried, weakly.

"No, sorry won't help you, y/n." he countered. You saw him approaching the lollipops on the opposite wall. He picked one of them up, and as he came back over to the bed, you could see that it was a wooden paddle. The colorful, swirly design was deceiving of its real purpose. "You know what I have to do now, don't you, my darling?"

"Yes, I do." you whimpered.

"Okay, good. Now, since you wanted to move so badly, why don't your turn over for me." he demanded. This deviant Willy was so far removed from your doting lover. You didn't know if you were nervous or more turned on by him.

You did as he instructed, getting on your knees as best as you could with your hands still tied. You stilled yourself on the bed with your ass up, bared to him.

Willy touched the head of the paddle to your skin. You noticed how hard it was, and it seemed that there was rubber on it as well. This was going to sting. You gulped, having no real way to prepare yourself for this.

The first smack came down hard on your ass, it was a sharp, stinging pain. You cried out a whimper. Willy gave you another. "Mm." you grunted, biting your lip. Did that one...feel good? You wanted more.

The third hit came and you let out a little high pitched chirp, wiggling your ass a bit in anticipation for the next one. You only wished you could see how Willy was getting off as he swatted your ass with his lollipop.

"You like this, don't you?" he asked, chuckling lowly.

"Yeah," you said with a weak sigh, "I like it."

You couldn't see him, but you knew he was shaking his head and smirking at you. "Alright then, I think you..." you felt his weight on the bed, "need to be filled." The lolly was dropped on the floor and you felt the warmth from Willy's body on your skin. He grabbed your hair, pulling you up and he held you to his chest.

It felt incredibly soothing to be in his embrace, to feel the soft skin of the man you loved. His curls tickled your face.

With his mouth to your ear, he whispered, "You need to be put in your place."

"Oh yeah?" you teased, grinning.

"And I think you'd like it." He had reached in front of you, untying the licorice rope that bound your hands.

Finally, you could touch him. You cupped his face that was right next to yours.

He gave you a kiss on your cheek, saying, “I want to ask you something first."

"Okay." you breathed out. Having no idea where this could go.

"Would it be alright if we had another baby?"

"Yes," you said in an instant, "I'll have as many of your babies as you want, Mr. Wonka."

"Good, I want to give you all of my baby-making cream, y/n." With that, he shoved you down, and your chest met the softness of the bed.

You felt the tip of his cock nudging your wetness, and with a push, he was inside you.

You let out a sigh of relief, you were worn down, but you were happy to feel him inside of you.

Over the course of the two of you being together, Willy had built up an impressive amount of stamina. He fucked you steadily for a while. The friction when he first started was enough to send you over the edge and you trembled as you came.

He continued on, bucking away, destroying you. He would shift in his position to hit you deeper and at different angles. At one point, he plunged his entire length inside you, and rotated his hips, letting his tip graze your cervix.

He'd alternate here and there, smacking your already sore, burning ass cheeks, and squeezing them.

It was all you could do to take what he was giving you, and whimper and whine like a whore.

"I'm gonna come, my love." he called out to you. He had returned to your tender, sweet Willy.

"Give me your cream, Willy. Fill me, my darling boy!"

You felt it gush into you with a steady stream, plentiful for making a baby. He stayed inside you for a few minutes afterwards, “I don’t want to lose a drop.” he said, insistently.

Later, he soaked some tea towels in cold milk from his little fridge and put them on your bottom, to help the burns from the paddle. It was soothing to your skin. Willy had a remedy for everything.

He smoothed your hair back, and let you lay comfortably on your stomach. He even gave you a gentle massage over your whole body. He gave you little kisses as he rubbed your sore muscles.

“Oh, Willy” you cooed, so softly, you were so tired you could barely speak, “I love you.”

“I love you, my dear fiancé, and soon to be mommy of three.” he hummed happily.

..........

Nine months later, your third child was born. You weren't totally certain he was conceived that first night in the secret chocolate chamber, but you and Willy liked to think that was when it happened.

@gatoenlaciudad @thebetawolfgirl @musicandbooksaremyhappyplace @softhecreator @tchalamss @bitchyunknownuser @lixzey @kpopgirlbtssvt

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milkmanxreader · 23 days

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１

"Isn't the new milk man just a dreamboat?"

. ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹

You hummed quietly to yourself as the feather duster swept over everything it could reach. Robert was out for his work, and you couldn't have been more happy. You liked when he was gone, after all. In the background, a phonograph played a slightly older, yet sweet tune. "Heartaches", by Al Bowlly. Robert didn't much care for the tune, but you found it simply darling.

A lot of the songs you had were a bit older, mostly from the '30s and '20s. But you could've cared less about the age of them.

Suddenly— a gentle, yet firm knock on the door shot you out of your thoughts. For a moment you fretted it was your husband, but he wouldn't have knocked. Upon realizing that it must've been the milk man, you sighed, making your way to the door.

The milk man was such a.. interesting man, broad shouldered, short. You opened the door— now who was this?

Instead of seeing the broad shouldered, short, blonde haired man who typically wore some grin standing in front of you, your eyes met with tired dark, dark brown eyes. He was a bit taller than you, with a long nose, a thin chin, and brown hair which was, mostly, covered by the hat you'd grown used to seeing. Only now on a different face.

Despite yourself, you had to admit the man was eye-candy. Face going a light shade of pink, you tilted your head to the side a bit, looking confused.

"Uh.. hello?" you said, though it came out sounding more like a question than you perhaps intended. The man jut out his arms, frightening you a bit. In his hands was the milk crate. "..Right!"

Although the silent man was.. seeming to be a bit odd, he was quite cute.

You took the crate, "So, stranger," you said, smoothing out the apron you wore with your free hand, "what's your name?"

The cute milk man stared at you expectantly, before speaking in a tired, drawn out voice.

"Francis. Francis Mosses."

He took off his hat and bowed a little, a gesture which caused your cheeks to flare a rosy red, and a giggle to escape from you. "I like your name," you complimented honestly. Francis nodded, murmuring a 'thank you'.

"I'm {Y/N} {L/N}." You introduced yourself with a growing smile. He put his hat back on, shot you a nod and without another word, walked back to his truck.

What a dreamboat.

Once the door was shut, you couldn't contain the big grin from forming on your face. Such a handsome, mysterious man— and you got to see him every day? Wow.

Yet again, supper was quiet. But you were in a better mood, a soft smile on your face as you stared down at the leftover meatloaf you'd reheated from last night. "How was your day, hon?" you broke the silence, albeit reluctantly.

Robert hummed, "Fine."

While part of you wanted to press on, have a nice conversation for once, you managed to hold your tongue. After all, you wanted to go to bed early instead of having a long argument, afterall— you had Francis to look forward to tomorrow.

Distantly you felt a sense of self-disgust. You were a married woman, yet felt excited by the idea of being around Francis. Perhaps not in some lewd way, but something similar, in a way.

You weren't sure if you had ever cleaned dishes so fast before now. Only twenty minutes you spent scrubbing before you pratically ripped off the yellow dish gloves and was racing to the downstairs bathroom— the only place Robert allowed you to have your "womanly" stuff. Face wash, lotions, ectera.

Surpressing a laugh of excitment, you quickly began your nightly routine, quite excited for tomorrow morning.

#francis mosses #francis #francis mosses tnmn #francis mosses thats not my neighbor #thats not my neighbor francis #francis x reader #tnmn milkman #x reader #tmnt x reader #tmnt x you #tmnt x y/n

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sorastage · 9 months

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i’m not yours!

rejecting randoms that hit on you. lucifer / mammon.

leviathan / satan

lucifer ☆

while on an outing with him, you get separated for a bit. you’ve gone off to a cotton candy stand and you’re counting all the cash you have.

you realise you don’t have enough spare change…

“fuck… i don’t have enough.” you say to the vendor, but as you’re about to walk away, a random demon slams some cash down and pays for your food.

“it’s okay my dearest! i’m here to help the cutest human ever out.” he proclaims, as he flings his arm around your neck while forcing the cotton candy cloud into your hands.

“who the fuck are you? i don’t need you paying for my shit.”

“don’t get snappy with me. i could rip your heart out in a second.” he snarls, practically spitting onto your face.

“are you insane? if i called lucifer right fucking now you would die. immediately.” you spit right back at him.

his eyes look above your head and he suddenly starts sprinting in the other direction.

“what..? i’m not that scary!” you turn around, and notice that lucifer is standing right behind you.

“so, you’re using my name to scare off demons. you’re lucky i was here before anything really bad happened.” lucifer smiles while looking at your shocked face.

“i was handling it fine by myself! i didn’t need your help!” you start to protest.

“yeah. sure. whatever.” he grabs your free hand and starts to pull you away from the stand, where a crowd of demons have gathered.

“you should hold my hand so you don’t get hurt. and eat your cotton candy before it melts.”

mammon $

after him relentlessly bothering you to come and spend time with him at the casino, he ignores you to play infinite a few rounds of blackjack.

bored of watching him go on a losing streak, you take off to the bar.

as you state your order, someone suddenly puts their arm around you and says, “it’s okay babe, don’t get your purse out, it’s all on me.”

you turn round and see a demon waving his card around while grinning at you.

“no, that’s fine. i’m here with my boyfriend, i don’t want to give you any ideas…” you try to reject him nicely, as he doesn’t seem like that bad of a demon.

“well my darling, your boyfriend doesn’t have to know…”

what?

“do you know who my boyfriend is?” you ask, trying to save this man the embarrassment.

“probably no one worth worrying about. definitely broke too. just take the drink and come with me sexy.”

ughhh, what a disgusting creep!

“this is your last chance. i’m being nice. go home.” you warn him. whatever happens next, is not your problem.

the demon’s face twists into one of rage. he grabs your arm and tries to drag you out of the casino.

you lean forward and bite his arm as hard as you fucking can.

“get off me!” you shriek.

he screams in pain and yells obscenities at you.

he lurches towards you and there’s a loud bang.

“mc?? are you okay? i heard you screaming and- i saw this guy- i’m so sorry for leaving you alone-” mammon starts to freak out as he checks your body for injuries.

“i’m fine. just a bit shaken up… he tried to get me to cheat on you with him! he’s crazy!”

hearing this nearly drives mammon off the edge of the world, but he tries to stay calm in front of you.

“yeah. he’s fucking insane if he thinks you would ever leave me for him. you know what? let’s take his cards and get out of here? how about that swanky restaurant that opened near here?” mammon shakes the beaten demon down for his cards.

he kneels down and asks the near-unconscious demon, “what’s your pin?”

he takes the credit cards with the highest limit then announces,

“this guy’s pin is 8463!”

as a flock of demons start to crowd the man, mammon takes your hand.

“just stay close to me next time. i don’t want this happening again, you hear me?”

“wait. i have to do something very important.”

you take the drink the freak bought you off the counter and dump it onto him.

yes. maturity at its finest.

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idk, maybe i’ll do this for the others too.

i hope i’ll see you again ღ

thanks for reading ☆

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heartfullofleeches · 5 months

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I've had my candy witch girl for 0 seconds and I love her. Candy witch watching with hearts in her eyes as her darling chows down on the chocolate heart she gifted them - blissfully unaware that rich, sweet candy was once alive and pumping, and likely carried feelings for the person ripping it to shreds. Her getting all jealous and huffy over the little cookie minions she creates to help her around the kitchen when they warm up to reader. I love her so much she's a silly lil dork-

#Candy Witch #yandere oc #yandere x reader #yandere #yandere imagines #yandere x you #yandere headcanons #yandere blurb #yandere scenarios #female yandere #yandere witch

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thewriterg · 1 year

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♡︎𝐩𝐞𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬♡︎

pairing(s): Darry Curtis x gn!reader, Sodapop Curtis x gn!reader, Ponyboy Curtis x gn!reader

summary: Darry asked you to watch over the house while he was gone latter than usual for work he didn’t expect for both to share the night with wrapping paper, tape, and candy canes

word count: 1.3k+

warning(s): kisses, pet names, fluff, too early present wrapping, and language

A/n: —GIFs; @kitherondale— Just to let you guys know because some of you been asking, Yes you can request Christmas/ Winter prompts for the advent calendar!

Darry walked through the doorway with a heavy sigh beginning to take off his work boot with the front of his foot it was at least 10;30 at night and he’d never worked as late as he did if it weren't for the Holidays

So stepping to put his pride aside he had asked you to babysit make sure Pony and Soda didn't burn the house down and to make sure their heads were still attached to their shoulders by the time he come back home but what he did not expect was for to be sitting crossed legged under the tree wrapping gifts that were way in advanced the due date if you asked for his opinion

“I didn't know you would still be here” It was true the eldest Curtis brother didn't he also didn't expect for his brothers to abandoned the scene of the living room it was a school night Soda didn't have to work until morning and Pony knew better than to stay out this late on a week day he came to the conclusion they were sleeping

“And y-you made dinner darling, you didn't have to do that, why'd you do that?” Darry didn't give you a chance to reply as his eyes darted between you and the saran wrapped plate that sat in the middle of the small dining table while you couldn't help but let a small smile grace your lips

“Because you asked me to watch your brothers, that included making sure they didn't go to bed on an empty stomach. That includes you too handsome”

It wasn't a secret that Darry’s love language was acts of service that went from scolding you for paying some ‘overpriced stranger’ to fix your roof when he was perfectly capable, raking your leaves, shoveling your snow complaining about how you would sink in the knee high snow or how it would mess up your car tires, even building you a damn shed so you'd have somewhere you could paint and store your art.

If it was a secret to the world it wasn't to you.

“Go shower honey, so you can eat” Darry had finally snapped out of his own mind as he nodded with no fight going to find his way in the small bathroom that stood in the middle of the hallway standing in the doorway for a split second to look back at you before the light that spilled into the hallway shooed away as he closed the door

You stood from your position on the floor in front of the couch the long way down book you had gotten Pony left halfway unwrapped as you made your way to the kitchen grabbing the food filled plate from off the table setting it into the microwave as is radiated warmth just before the machine could beep you were already grasping the handle opening with a ‘click’ taking the saran wrap from over the top of glass as steam engaged above in the air

Just then you could here the shower turn off from the thin walls while you turned the kitchen lights out sitting the plate of food on the coffee table before sitting yourself down continuing to wrap presents that stood between your fingertips

“It's quite early to be wrapping presents darling” The eldest Curtis muttered taking a seat next to your crossed-leg position while you ripped a piece of tape with your teeth before placing down onto the last corner of wrapping paper

“Usually I’d procrastinate until the last week but I seen some things at the store earlier and just went ahead and got ‘em” You sighed before sitting the decorated box down in the pile you had previously wrapped lying your head down on Darry’s shoulder

“Thank you.. For dinner, and watching the boys an-” Before the brunette could continue you cut him off with a kiss he tasted like mints and energy drinks something you'd accustomed to during your years together

You and Darry had been best friends since sixth grade his parents were overjoyed when their first born son had come back everyday talking about a girl that held his hand at recess going down the slide, shared her colored pencils since he didn't have any, or snuck snacks from her tin lunch box into his brown paper bag

You were a middle class but a pure greaser at heart like your dad who married you mom a middle class women herself she passed away when you were fourteen from breast cancer as a nurse herself she knew there weren't many options she had and she was content with that Christmas was void that year the only thing you were excepting to receive from your father was your mothers wrist watch that you still wore to this day

After that the Curtis’s threaded their way into your life no matter how many times you cut the thread 8th grade was hell for you but they were your heaven your safety net Mrs. Curtis became a second mother to you, what you found uncomfortable to talk with your father you talked about it with her

So when they both passed away with the tragic car accident you grieved just as hard as the brothers you all lost parents blood or not

“If you thank me one more time, i'll skin you” You simply stated pulling away before kissing the man's cheek returning to your position along his broad shoulders while he chuckled at your antics reaching for the plate that sat on the table digging his forth in without a second thought as you both sat in silence watching the Christmas special of Charlie brown enjoying each others company.

💌💌💌💌

You hummed alerting Darry hold a piece of a candy cane to his lips which he took as you discarded the wrapping in a plastic bag

You both sat shoulder to shoulder wrapping gifts for the gang as the pile of decorative paper wrapped item got larger and the still to be wrapped got smaller

“You know, you spoil them” Darry stated out into the open as he wrote ‘To; pony & soda’ for the fourth time with a sharpie the brunette had at least wrote everyone's names three time on a box or the tag on a gift bag he still wondered how the hell you could even begin to think what someone such as Dally would like

Before you could even respond he began to feel a guilty bubbling sensation in his stomach here you were spoiling the gang, his brothers, hell you'd even hid behind the couch so he couldn't see what you were wrapping for himself and the only thing they could offer you was a headache you worked two jobs and he knew this was at least 75% of one of your paychecks

“Stop thinking so loud Darrell. I did this because I wanted to, because I love you and the gang. Everybody deserves a Christmas” He hated when you did that at times like this, read his mind it was almost like a second instinct to you

“If you want to thank me, the only payment I except are kisses” You interrupted before the brunette could thank you again which he smiled at before pressing his lips to your without a split second of hesitation or resistance it made you both lazily love drunk

That’s how you both spent the rest of your night cuddling and giving each other lazy peppermint kisses

#darry curtis #darry curtis x reader #sodapop curtis #sodapop curtis x reader #ponyboy curtis #ponyboy curtis x reader #the outsiders #the outsiders x reader #the outsiders imagine #the outsiders smut #fluff #romance #i love you #thewriterg #2022

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demetris-cocksleeve · 7 months

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(A/n: "Tap- Tap- Tap in- Wrist on glitter, waist on thinner. I’mma show you how to bag an eight figure-"🤭)

(A/n: My turn~~)

Part 1

@pawspurpaw omg I still write??? Sorry for making you wait for the smut darling~

Word Count: 1,274

Summary- Aftermath of the photoshoot

Warnings: None, this is probably my most tame Alec fic to date lmao

Age Rating: 18+ Minors DNI

Boudoir Pt. 2: Alec Volturi x Fem! Reader; Collab with @kiiwiigii

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Your breath hitches at the demand.

A shiver climbs down your spine, shooting straight to your core as Alec traces his chilled hands from your ankles to your hips, kissing his way ever closer to your aching cunt. Your eyes flutter shut with a sigh as he kisses over your covered slit, the thin lace doing nothing to shield your soaked heat from his icy lips.

“Alec~” you breathe out, the drastic temperature difference sending your mind into a frenzy.

You can feel him smirk against you before he lifts his head, meeting your lidded gaze with eyes nearly black as night. His pupils take over most of his eyes, blown with lust and surrounded by a thin ring of red as he stares up at you from between your legs.

“Yes, Dolce?” His tongue traces a line along your barely covered lips, just light enough to make you suck in a sharp breath.

He’s teasing you.

Of course, he’s teasing you. Why wouldn’t he? He always does; always strokes and licks and nips at you until you become a quivering, whining mess beneath him. His pretty little kitten. His pretty little, eager to please, desperate kitten.

“Touch me~” You whine, hips canting up to try to find friction. Alec presses a kiss to the space where your pelvis becomes the inner part of your thigh, his chuckle reverberating through you.

“I am touching you, sweetheart.”

“You know what I mean,” you huff, impatient as he lightly trails the tip of his nose against your covered folds. You hear him inhale and immediately go to snap your legs closed. “Alec!”

His strong grip keeps your thighs parted as he buries his face deeper into your cunt. “Don’t try to shut me out. You smell fucking divine, my love,” he growls out.

Your face burns at his words as fresh arousal gushes from your folds. Alec pulls away just long enough to rip the lace, tossing what was your panties to some forgotten corner. Diving back in, he slides you down the bed a bit to hook your legs on his shoulders and licks a long strip up to your clit. The sudden stimulation has you gasping as your back leaves the bed; his cold tongue travels back down to plunge deep into your soaked pussy. He eats you out like a man starved, holding no reserve as he growls out at your taste.

“Taste like fucking candy…”

His grip grows stronger with every lap at your slick, his nose buried into your folds as he breathes in your scent.

“Do you even remember what candy tastes like?” you pant out with a small smirk. You can’t help the snark. You’ll pay for it, but it’s a small price to pay to see pissed Alec.

Alec pauses. His pupils fully dilate as he glares at you through his brow. “Careful…” He grounds out.

“Just asking~” you giggle out, lightly trailing the point of your high heel up the middle of his back. He growls out at your teasing, sitting up and moving to hover over you. You watch in your peripherals how his arms cage you in, muscles flexing beneath porcelain skin. “If you don’t shut up, I’m sure I can find a better use for those lips.”

You should be embarrassed at the throaty moan that elicits from you, but with how Alec’s eyes fill with hunger at the sound, you couldn’t care less.

“Good girl~” He drawls when you don’t refute, shifting to kiss down the column of your neck. He grazes his teeth against one of the bite marks; the sharp twinge of pain has your breath stuttering as your legs clamp together. Fresh slick gushes from you, dripping onto the bed and soaking the sheets. With how Alec rumbles against you, he definitely smells it.

In a flash, Alec discards his clothes and is back over you. “The things you do to me, Cuoricina…” He grunts, lining himself up with you. “Fucking hell-“

Your mouth falls open in a silent ‘o’ as he pushes in. The cold hardness of his cock contrasting with the scorching heat of your pussy makes your mouth water.

Alec pulls back out until just his tip is inside you and slams back in. He sets a ruthless pace, fucking into you with such a need that you can do little but lay there and take it. Each pass of his hips has your fingers twisting in the bedsheets as small pants fall from your parted lips.

It’s when he hikes your leg up that he hits that special spot and your vision dots with stars.

“Oh god! Alec~” You gasp out. “Right there; please… Do that again~”

And he does. Over and over and over again. Abusing your g spot in the best way. “Look at you…” He grunts. “So fucking good for me. Perfect pussy too- sucking me in so greedily.”

You can’t help how your muscles clamp down on him, eyes falling shut as you keen at the praise.

Alec drops his head between his shoulders to press a searing kiss to your lips. “Such a good girl~” he mumbles into the kiss. “My good, sexy girl.”

You can feel the edge getting closer. His words only add fuel to the fire burning in your core. In a desperate attempt to feel him even deeper, you wind you legs around his waist and lift your hips up.

“Don’t close your eyes.” Alec commands, gripping your jaw to tilt your head up. “I want you to look at me when you cum.”

He chuckles at your attempt and rests his weight on his forearms as he presses your body into the mattress with his own. He hips slow to a deep, purposeful roll. The ridges of his cock rubbing deliciously against your slick walls. Your eyes slip closed at the change of pace as one of your hands comes up to tangle in his hair. The other grips his shoulder, nails digging into his flesh. God, you wish you could mark him the same way he marks you. Wish you could leave a myriad of drag lines along his back and shoulders as a reminder of just how good he makes you feel.

A groan rips its way from your throat at his brazenness. You force your eyes open to meet his intense gaze. The look alone would be enough to make your legs quiver if they weren’t already. Your climax is fast approaching; coiling in your center like an asp preparing for attack.

A strangle gasp tears from your chest and your eyes roll back as your lids flutter. The light slap Alec delivers to your clit, sending a jolt of electricity through your already spasming muscles. “I said, look at me.”

Alec snakes his hand from your jaw to your throat, gently squeezing before trailing down to where your bodies meet. His thumb teases your clit as he continues his slowed pace. The sudden cold against your swollen bundle of nerves has the asp striking-

Lashing out in a fierce, frenzied craze.

You try, damn do you try. But the pleasure flooding your veins makes it a difficult ask.

“Alec~” you cry out as your whole body trembles with ecstasy. He continues to rub slow circles onto your clit as he rolls his hips against yours, letting you ride out your orgasm as long as possible.

After a couple more thrusts, Alec pulls out, spilling his seed onto your stomach.

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