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stuckinthesun · 6 months

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“Scared of me?” Eren Jaeger x Fem!Reader

Kinktober — Week Four: Stalker, mask, car sex, choking, DC

You had always wanted to go to Horror Nights, and finally tonight was the night. You and your friends had all saved up to get the fast passes to beat the two hour lines, gotten cute outfits to take a bunch of pictures in, and all met up early at the theme park to get the full experience.

Excitement ran through your veins as you entered the park. The decorations were amazing and the sets for the mazes were really thought out.

The best part though were the scare actors prowling around through the crowds. The costumes ranged from people with scary makeup, to people walking on stilts.

The whole thing left you in awe.

Your friends you decided to go through some of the mazes, and your group clung together as you guys screamed through each one.

After a couple of the scary mazes, you guys went to look for something to eat. Navigating through the large crowds was difficult, especially with the scare actors going around.

Finding a food stand you all could agree on, your friends went to order while you looked for a place to sit. You found a place nearby pretty quickly and made your way over to claim it.

Just as you made it to the picnic table you suddenly felt a presence behind you.

“Boo,” An extremely deep, unnatural voice said behind you, causing you to jump and turn around.

It was a scare actor, obviously. A man, shirtless and smeared with fake blood, wearing a mask with glowing green eyes.

You gasped and stepped backwards from him, startled by how ominous his presence was. He seemed different than the other actors, for example he was the first one you’d seen that was completely topless.

His mask was different too. It looked like a humanoid creature with exaggerated pointed features, the expression set in a permanent scowl. ( I’m going for erens titan as a mask )

It’s glowing LED lights for eyes really made the whole look though. They were haunting.

The two of you just stood there for a moment, staring at each other. The actor tilted his head to the side, as if questioning you, and you watched his long brown hair fall over his shoulder.

“I-I,” You stumbled over your words, feeling very confused.

The scare actors have been doing a great job so far at making you feel what you’re supposed to feel, scared.

Until now, until him.

You can feel yourself blushing under his watchful eyes, and you want nothing more than to rub your thighs together to elevate the sudden ache you feel between them.

The actor tilts his head the other way, and this time you notice the way his bare torso moves. This man is cut, and the fake blood covering him only helps to accentuate that.

“Yes?” That deep voice asked, and you suddenly realize that he has a voice changer in his mask as well.

You clear your throat, “I- I like your mask.”

Another moment of just staring passes between the two of you, and now you suddenly hate his mask because you can’t see anything going behind it. But then, the actor takes a step closer to you and this time, you don’t step away from him.

His tall frame is extremely close to you now, and you suck in a breath when he leans down to press the nose of his mask to yours, “Thank you.”

You blink at him and open your mouth to say something else when you hear your friends call out for you.

It’s like a spell was broken. You gasp, eyes widening and you take a step back, bumping into the table in the process. A deep chuckle comes from the actors mask, sending a chill down your spine as you watch him stand back up to his full height.

The man then just walks away, moving back to prowl around through the crowd of people.

You watch him disappear, a feeling of disappointment filling your chest.

When you’re friends make it over to you, hands full of food, they ask you if you’re okay. You nod and sit down with them after turning to try and find those glowing eyes again.

After you guys finish eating you continue making your way through the park. You go through more mazes, look through the shops, get some snacks and drinks, and laugh every time one of your friends gets scared.

It was just as fun as you thought it would be.

Except, you couldn’t shake the feeling that someone was watching you, following you.

You couldn’t tell if it was just the atmosphere of Horror Nights or if you were really being stalked, but whenever you would check your surroundings when the feeling got to be too much, you could’ve sworn you saw those familiar glowing green eyes.

Was that scare actor following you?

You should’ve said something, told one of your friends or gone to an employee. Instead you waited, sitting with your anticipation and wondering what the wanted.

It was late by the time your friends decided to call it a night, and you guys walked to the exit together before saying goodbye and splitting off to head to your cars.

The feeling that you were being watched intensified once you were alone. The hairs on the back of your neck stood up, and you picked up your pace the closer you got to your car.

You could feel his presence behind you now, trailing behind you toward your car, and once you rounded the side of your car to get in the driver’s seat, he was on you.

Two hands suddenly grabbed your waist, roughly spinning you around to look into the same LED green lights from earlier.

The masked man pressed you against the car as you stared at him and whispered, “So you were following me.”

He nodded, not seeming even a little ashamed, and leaned into you. His hands immediately began exploring, roaming across your body over your clothes, making you shudder and close your eyes.

“Not even going to say anything?” You mutter, hating how much control this stranger had over you.

How much control you were letting him have.

The man pushed himself closer, leaning down to put the mouth of the mask next to your ear, and you felt him squeeze your ass as the deep voice asked, “Yes or no?”

You whimpered as his hands continued to squeeze you, and nodded.

“Say it.” He demanded.

You moaned as you said, “Yes.”

“Good,” Was all he said before unbuttoning your jeans and sliding his hand inside both them and your panties.

A gasp fell out of your mouth at the suddenness, but it melted into another moan at the feeling of two of his fingers slipping between your folds and sliding against your clit. Your hips bucked involuntarily against his hand, and you gripped onto his arms for dear life as pleasure engulfed you.

“So easily undone by someone you know literally nothing about,” The man teased you, causing you to whine, “Don’t even know what my actual voice sounds like and here you are, letting me finger you in a parking lot.”

“Take off the mask then,” You groaned, your eyes rolling back as you feel him slip his middle finger inside of you.

He pushes another finger inside of your aching pussy before you can even fully adjust to the feeling of the first one.

You cry out, too lost in the feeling of his fingers inside of you and the heel of his hand rubbing your clit to notice how loud you were.

The strangers free hand wrapping around your throat and squeezing made you open your eyes and gasp out a surprised breath, “Shhhh.”

“P-please,” You mumbled, feeling so close to the edge.

The man pressed the nose of his mask against yours, just like before, and said, “If you want to see my face, then earn it.”

Right as you were about to cum, he pulled his hand out from inside your pants. You groan in frustration, tears prickling your eyes, “Why-“

“Get on your knees,” He ordered, taking a step back to give you room. You watch him completely stunned as he lifts the bottom of his mask, and slides his fingers still covered in your slick in his mouth.

You still can’t see anything but when he moans as he tastes you, it’s him. The sound doesn’t come out of the voice changer, deepening and distorting it, you only hear him.

And the sound makes you drop to your knees, eager to please him enough to take the mask off.

“Good girl,” he says after pulling the mask back down, “Taste fucking good too, just like I thought.”

You make quick work of unzipping his pants and pulling him out, and your eyes widen at the sheer size of him.

You don’t know if he’ll fit inside your cunt, let alone your throat.

“You can take it,” The man grunts, apparently reading your mind, before grabbing a fistful of your hair and bringing your face closer to his cock.

Frowning, you glare up at him, “Can I at least know your name?”

You watch him tilt his head, “It’s Eren. Now suck my cock, Yn.”

Your eyes widen at his use of your name, knowing full well that you never told him it. Then again, he has been following you, he probably heard it from your friends throughout the night.

Throwing another bratty glare at him, you bring your hand up to wrap around the base of Eren’s cock as you wrap your lips around his head.

A breathy sound comes out of Eren’s mask, encouraging you to take more of him. It doesn’t take long for you to begin sucking him off in earnest, causing his hand to tighten in your hair almost painfully.

“Fuck, keep going baby,” Eren groaned, rocking his hips and gently fucking your mouth. You moan around his length and gag a little when he thrusts in to far.

With a strangled sound Eren pulls you off of him suddenly, saliva and precum connecting you before he lifts you off the pavement, “Backseat. Now.”

You quickly open the car door and he pushes you inside on your back, already tugging your jeans and panties down your legs.

The door slams shut and he on top of you, spreading your legs and lining himself up with your now exposed entrance.

“Eren please!” You whine, feeling him tease you with the head of his cock.

“You want me to fuck you? Huh?” He taunts, rubbing his tip through your folds, “Need me inside of your pussy?”

“Yes, gods please fuck me Eren.” You beg, tears pricking your eyes again.

He pushes his length inside of you without warning, bottoming out and making your eyes snap shut at the feeling of being stretched out. Eren feels so big inside of you, filling you up so much that he’s kissing your cervix.

It feels amazing.

“Look at me,” Eren grunts and you falter at the unfamiliar voice.

You open your eyes and look up Eren in the dark of your car, to realize he took the mask off. His eyes were green, but unlike his mask they weren’t blinding yet haunting. They looked at you with hunger and amusement.

“Hi, princess.” Eren smirked at you and began thrusting his hips at a bruising pace.

Moaning loudly you squeezed your legs around him, arching your back at the intense pleasure resurfacing through your body.

He immediately found your sweet spot, exploiting it and making your body shake, “You feel so fucking good wrapped around my cock, fuck.”

With the edge from earlier you could already feel your climax approaching, so you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him into a kiss. Finally feeling his mouth on yours was exhilarating and you moaned, “Don’t stop, fuck I’m so close.”

Eren smirked again your mouth and muttered, “Come on, cum on my cock and show me how good I make you feel.”

Slipping his hand between your bodies, Eren started rubbing your clit, making you fall apart. You came with a long moan, clinging onto the man on top of you and clenching around him.

“S-shit,” Eren groaned before quickly pulling out and fisting his dick, spilling his cum all across your stomach.

You lay on your backseats, panting as you desperately try to catch your breath. Looking up at Eren, you find him staring at you, a satisfied smile lighting up his face.

“What?” You ask, suddenly feeling self conscious and very aware that you don’t know this man.

But Eren just shoots you a cocky smirk and says, “I just knew you’d look good covered in my cum, that’s all.”

Kinktober is FINISHED

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stuckinthesun · 7 months

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“Wish you were here with me.” Leon Kennedy x Fem!Reader

Kinktober — Week Three: Nudes, sexting, phone sex, mutual masterbation

You looked at yourself in the mirror with a satisfied smile, happy with the way your costume turned out. At first when your friends invited you to a Halloween party, you turned them down, but after your boyfriend Leon got called away for a last minute secret mission, you decided what the hell.

The hastily put together costume fit you nicely, hugging your body well and accentuating all of your features.

You looked good.

An idea popped in your head and you grabbed your phone, quickly posing in front of the mirror to show off both the costume and your body before taking a photo. You look to make it it looks good and nod to yourself, and send it to your boyfriend with a smirk.

You put your phone down figuring he was busy and not going to answer right away, and turn to collect your stuff to leave, but your phone vibrates.

Frowning you check it,

Leon💕: Fuck

Leon💕: Send another one

Your eyes widened at your boyfriend’s response, almost being able to hear the demand in the words on your screen.

Quickly you go back to your mirror and take another picture, this time posing while bunching the bottom of your dress in your fist, showing off more of your thighs. You send it after checking it’s not blurry and very impatiently wait for his reply.

Leon💕: More

You giggle at how much Leon seems to like your costume and type back a reply,

You: I’m supposed to be leaving for a party🤨

Leon💕: Do you want to go to a party or do you want to send me pictures of you touching yourself till I can call you?

You stare at your phone with a hand over your mouth, your panties growing wet at the idea of Leon talking you through touching yourself while over the phone.

Your phone buzzed,

Leon💕: That’s what I thought

Leon💕: Cancel your plans and send me another picture

God you hated how well he knew you.

Quickly you texted your friend saying you wouldn’t be able to make it after all and open up your camera again. This time you take a front facing down angle picture, showing off your cleavage.

Sending that you head to your bed, feeling a type of thrill you’ve never felt before as you get get ready to take another photo.

Leon💕: Fuck baby keep them coming

And you did. You took pictures in any position and angle you could think of, till you were in front of your mirror with a hand between your legs rubbing slow circles on your clit. Your costume was pulled down to show off your tits and you were still snapping pictures.

Leon💕: Look how fucking wet you are

You: When can you call me?? Atp I’m gonna cum without u

Leon💕: Trust me baby I’m trying

You huff in frustration and decide it’s your turn to push your luck.

You: Then no more pictures

The response was instant.

Leon💕: Y/n

You: No it’s been almost an hour all I had wanted to do was show you my cute costume not start something that you apparently can’t even finish

With a pit in your stomach you waited for his Leon’s text, but it never came. The only thing you got in return for your message was the “read” receipt, not even the little bubble indicating he was typing.

After about five minutes when you started to get genuinely worried, thinking you actually pissed him off, your phone started ringing.

Incoming call from: Leon💕

You gulped, answering it, “Hello?”

“I better be able to hear your hand between your thighs since you’re so desperate for me I can’t even finish my meeting with the president.” Leon growled over the other end, sounding both frustrated and turned on.

“Leon-“ You started but he cut you off.

“Unless you’re moaning it I don’t want to hear it, got it?” Leon huffed, the sound of his belt buckle coming through the speaker.

You whined and instantly started rubbing your clit again, getting turned on by his words, and you moan, “Yes.”

“That’s better,” He grunts and you hear some shuffling on the speaker before Leon groans loudly, “Fuck I’ve been so hard since you sent that first picture, feels so good to finally get some relief.”

“Mmmm,” You cry out as you rub faster, sliding your fingers down to slip two of them inside of yourself.

“Fuck I really can hear you fingering yourself, baby,” Leon groans into the phone, his voice in your ear sends a shiver down your spine, “Love how wet I can make you while not even being there.”

You can hear him too, the wet sounds of him fucking his fist as he huffs into your ear. It brings you closer and closer to the edge until you just teetering over it, “L-Leon please I’m gonna-“

“You better cum screaming so I can hear you,” Leon groans and that’s all it took to push you over the finish line.

You came with a shout, just like he wanted, body shaking and your walls clenching around your fingers. You heard Leon say something along the lines of “that’s it baby, fuck,” before he moaned loudly and went quiet.

The only sounds between the both of you for a couple seconds were heavy breathing.

You were the first to break the silence, “Holy shit.”

“Yeah,” Leon said, voice sounding strained.

“Why haven’t we done that every other time you’ve been called away?” You asked, hearing the sound of Leon’s belt on the other end of the line again.

“I honestly don’t know.” Leon answered and you sat up when you heard the sound of a toilet flushing, “But I got to go baby, I actually was in the middle of something before you threw a tantrum.”

“Did you just jerk off in a public bathroom?” You asked, your eyes widening at the sound of a sink turning on.

“Yes and I’m blaming you.” Was the last thing Leon said before he hung up on you.

You sat there completely stunned for a minute until your phone buzzed with a new text,

Leon💕: Oh and save that costume I want to fuck you in it properly when I get home

Leon💕: Love you

Omg I’m actually on time this week

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stuckinthesun · 7 months

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“Let me treat you right.” Rick Grimes x Fem!Reader

Kinktober — Week Two: Body worship, edging/denial, Dom/Sub undertones, cunnilingus

Tomorrow was Halloween, or at least according to Eugene’s makeshift calendar it was, and Alexandria was decorated with homemade and scavenged Halloween decorations for the occasion.

Everyone agreed that they wanted to do something special for the kids in the community, make a day where the world didn’t seem so shitty.

That was why you were up at one in the morning, making candied walnuts. You wanted the kids to be able to have the classic trick-or-treat experience, and Daryl had found a couple bags of expired candy, but you also wanted them to have something fresh.

You just finished twisting the timer after putting in the last batch of walnuts, when you heard the front door open and close.

“Hi, welcome home.” You called out quietly to Rick, trying not to wake up the kids.

The sound of his boots grow louder as he makes his way toward the kitchen, and when he walks in, his face is wearing a look of both amusement and curiosity, “Hi honey, what are you doing? Thought you’d be in bed by now.”

“I’m making candy walnuts,” You shrug, smiling at him, “thought they would be nice for tomorrow.”

“You’ve been doing this all night?”

“Yeah, I let Carl taste test my first batch and he said they were good so I just kept going.” You said, cracking open another walnut, “Lord knows we have enough of these-”

You were cut off by Rick suddenly standing right behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you flush against him, “Have I told you lately how much I love you?”

A smile pulled at your lips as you curled into his embrace, “Maybe once or twice; what’s the occasion this time?”

“It’s just really sweet what you’re doing.” Rick whispered, his thumbs starting to rub small circles against your hips.

You let out a shaky breath, “Well I won’t lie to you, I am making extra just for us.”

Rick chuckles and lets go of you, before cleaning off the counter in front of you, “Still, I think you deserve a reward for being such a sweet girl.”

Quickly his hands return to your waist, spinning you around to face him and beginning to slide your sweatpants down. Heat instantly starts to pool between your legs as you wonder what he has in mind.

Once Rick has the band of your sweats and panties down your thighs, he lifts you up and sets you on the counter top, “Now just sit there and keep looking pretty for me darling, I’m going to make you feel good.”

“Rick,” You whimper, watching him kneel down down in front of you and feeling slightly embarrassed because he now has full view of just how wet you already are.

Rick grabs the plush of your thighs and spreads them apart and groans, “fuck baby,” before leaning in and licking a long messy stripe through your already soaked pussy.

Your hand instantly flew to cover your mouth, quieting your moans so you didn’t wake up the kids, while your other hand tangled itself in Rick’s curls, pulling his face closer to your aching center.

He chuckled against you, the vibrations only helping stimulate you more as his tongue circled around your clit. You moaned into your hand at the tease, the feeling of his beard against your sensitive skin making you shiver against him.

Finally Rick brings his tongue directly to your clit, and your eyes roll back in pleasure. He sucks little bundle of nerves, causing you to grip his hair a little harder and pulling you closer to brink of an orgasm before he stops and goes back to teasing you.

“Wh-“ You hate how fucked out and whinny your voice sounds, “Why?”

“I’m not done thanking you.” Rick hums against your dripping cunt, before going back to dragging his tongue against everything except your clit.

This continues for another five minutes, of him bringing you to the edge and then not letting you cum. You’re now a shaking, crying mess on the counter, still desperately trying to stay quiet, “R-Rick please I-I thought this w-was a re-ward,”

You felt Rick smirk against you before he pulled away, face glistening with your slick, “It is, that’s why I’m dragging it out.”

“Please let me c-cum please please,” You beg, hips rolling against nothing, missing Rick’s mouth on you.

Rick laughs and doesn’t say anything, just dives back in and sucks on your clit hard. You moan into your hand, cumming instantly against his face.

“Sure babygirl,” Rick said after he pulled away from your now sensitive cunt, pressing a kiss to your inner thigh, “I’ll let you cum.”

You just let out a tired breath.

One of these will be on the correct week istg

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