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vampzzi · 2 years

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KINKTOBER DAY 2 ; THIGH RIDING

nick furcillo x gender neutral reader

cw; mean!nick, squirting,thigh riding, cunt slapping, reader is a jerk to abi, reader is gender neutral genitalia but more female leaning cause I'm still learning how to write gn smut, not beta read

author notes; slower updates cause this week is jammed PACKED with exams so I apologize if the stories become shorter and push out later than usual

Nick was in the pool, flaring back in front of crazily as you reached your hand out and helped him out as Abigail moved back into Katilyn, as she comforted her and gave Abi a tight hug. “You’re fucking crazy Abi!” you snapped at her as you held Nick, keeping your arms wrapped around him while he laid on your shoulder, shivering and soaking wet. “I-I - it was a-” “I - I spit it out!” you replied back angrily. Kaitlyn stepping “Alright, you two that’s enough! “We should get you back to the nurses office and dried off cause Ms. can’t keep her hands off you can’t think straight” you spit out as Abi looked at you with a guilty look.

You helped Nick out of the pool house as the others went whenever, you were pissed to be honest. Nick wasn’t in his right mind and that was obvious so why would she do something so stupid like, I understand you wanting to getting him off you but don’t take your man strength and push him so hard. Scowling as you walked Nick through the forest he struggled to keep his balance and you tried your best to keep you and him balanced as you finally made it inside as you both walked to the nurses office, the place was eerily quiet and you could hear faint sounds here and there as it set you off. Stuff was all over the floor,broken glass, pushed over shelves,furniture pushed over.

As you finally made it in the nurse's office and locked the door. You laid Nick down, and walked to the cabinet and opened it, grabbing a towel and making your way to him as you looked at him “Nick…I need you to try and take your clothes” you made you emphasized the “try” as he shivered and nodded.

Taking his shaky hands and pulling the wet shirt over his head and throwing it on the floor with a wet plop, as he began to unbutton his pants as you assisted him with getting them off along with his shoes and socks. He was almost naked his boxers being the only thing clinging to his body. “I-I’m sorry name” “shh, it’s fine Nick” taking the towel and drying off his wet body as you came up and looked at him, your faces close together as you held your breath Nick breaking the silence – “how much do you love me?”

“Alot Nick, I love you alot” “Kiss me then.” You weren’t thinking as your lips pressed against his, clutching onto the towel that was between you two as he took his hand and grabbed your side pulling you onto his thigh, the kiss going back n forth as his tongue was down your throat, french kissing you in a way you’d never see anyone else do. Emma was definitely right, he does know how to kiss and use his tongue, it’s insane. “Nick I-” “Nick I~” he mocked you as you were taken back by it as he chuckled, thrusting his thigh upwards as you moaned out.

“Take those pesky pants off and ride me , show how much you love me bitch.” You were offended by Nick’s vulgar language but you couldn't help but obey him, taking your pants off quickly unbuttoning them like your life depended on them as your underwear were damp but not enough for it to be seen as you got back on his thigh, and grabbed onto his shoulders. “A-Are you sure…you’re” “hush name and ride me like the pathetic whore you are’ you nodded quickly and began to grind on his thigh – small tiny gasp leaving your lips as your sweet nerves swiped against his thigh and you lost it being lost in the intense pleasure.

Grinding against his thigh as he held your waist and kissed the side of your face, inhaling your scent as he brought a hand down and pressed it to your clothed nerves as you moaned out and kept grinding, you could feel your climax building up as you whined out “Nick, c-cum” “c-cum, do it slut. Soak my thigh in your whore cum” his harsh words went to your core as you continued to ride his thigh as he dipped a hand in your panties, playing with your bundle of nerves as you moaned out and you couldn't hold yourself back.

Squirting all over his fingers as he hit your sopping wet hole with force as you quivered and whined out as your panties became more than damp as they were completely soaked and so was Nick’s hands. Your moans are high pitched as you couldn't even say anything but feel. He pulls his hands out and tastes your juices and growls “you taste so fucking good” he pushes you down as you yelp out as he spreads your legs and lays between them.

“I need more of your hole more of you.’ “nick- I can’t take anymore” “you can, be good for me my squirting slut” you inhale and exhale as he does a taste lick and you moan out from being so sensitive as he begins to swirl and lick up and down your hole, dipping his tongue inside and toying with your nerves. He was doing so much you could only whine and grip his partially wet locs as you pulled him closer to your cunt as he licked up and down and buried himself in your tight hole, putting his tongue deep inside you and slurping your juices with loud smacking noises.

You could hear his growls and pants as he kept on going to the point as you clenched down on his tongue and came on his face, listening to him drink your juices until he came up with a glistening face as he wiped it off and placed a kiss on your cheek, he was hard but he knew he couldn’t do that, not here.

“Fuck, I wish I could take you. But we can't right now” you sighed out “what’s stopping you?” “whatever is roaming around, just listen.” Listening to the random noises of objects breaking as you moved backwards with Nick until you were up against the wall, while Nick looked for something to defend you guys. Yeah, you guys were definitely screwed but don’t worry Nick’s got you”

#FORGETTENVINYL #nick fucillo smut #nick fucillo #nick fucillo x you #the quarry nick #the quarry x you #the quarry x reader #the quarry fanfic #the quarry nick x reader #the quarry nick .#the quarry abigail #the quarry kaitlyn #abigail x emma #x reader smut #the quarry kinktober 2022 #kinktober #kinktober 2022 #x black reader #black reader smut

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dreamqueenkala · 2 years

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KINKTOBER 2022

MINORS DNI 18+ ONLY VIEWER DISCRETION ADVISED

Day iii. || Collaring

Custos, Jacob w/ Male Reader

SYNOPSIS: You’re tired of Emma blatantly flirting with Jacob, especially when you’ve been dating him far longer than you’ve been at camp. Deciding to put an end to this game of hers, you bring out the “anniversary gift” you’d gotten him a little earlier than you intended to.

Nostrils flaring, eyes narrowed and teeth gritted with a vengeful annoyance, your fingers latched into Jacob’s hair and pulled sharply. He yelped, his gaze snapping away from the blonde who’d been pressing herself against his front moments ago, stumbling in your direction. Emma’s eyes were wide from both surprise and irritation, clearly upset that you’d stepped in.

“Stay the fuck away from my boyfriend, Mountebank.” You hissed, your voice a bit deeper as it normally became when struck with deep anger. Jacob’s body tensed and he instinctively shuffled closer to you, one of his most subtle submissive tells. Typically, you’d grasp his hand to comfort him when he submitted like that, but your anger blinded you and instead you let your glare linger on the jock before snapping back to the influencer.

With an agitated click of her tongue, Emma tossed her hair over her shoulder and placed her hands on her hips, a sneer on her lips that made your blood boil. “Kinda can’t when we work together sometimes. Not my fault he looks so delicious.” A growl almost inhumane left your throat, her haughty expression wavering as she took a step back. Clearing her throat, she shrugged in feign disinterest, turning on her heel. “Whatever losers.”

Spinning on your heel, you backed the taller boy towards your shared cabin, grateful the kids were busy on the island. Your fingers kneaded into his biceps, guiding him inside, albeit a bit rougher than you would’ve intended had you not been practically seeing red. Your lips met his before he could speak, a deep groan leaving his lips.

“Babe—“ Jacob stammered against your lips, his large hands grasping at your hips in an attempt to push you away. Your brows furrowed, your own hands forcing him backwards til his knees met the frame of your shared bunk, a sharp gasp leaving his lips as he tumbled onto the mattress. Glaring down at the flustered male, you bent over to dig in your suitcase, fumbling around for a specific object you’d tucked away. “What are you doing?”

“Shut up, Jacob.” Rising to your full height, a few inches shorter than the jock himself, you held the thick leather object in your hand in front of him. His dark eyes honed in the object and widened, jaw going slack with both nervousness and surprise. “Wear it.”

“W-What?”

“Since Emma can’t seem to take a fucking hint, maybe I should just show her who you belong to. Wear. It. Jacob.” The male licked his lips and tilted his head forward, worried gaze flickering between the leather and your own eyes. Seeing his concern and hesitation, your expression softened, free hand coming up to cup his cheek and caress the skin beneath his eye. “Relax baby. It’s only for us, I won’t hurt you. You know that, right?”

Jacob held your gaze for a moment longer, finally releasing a deep exhale and nodding. You moved to sit beside him on the mattress, hand on his cheek now petting his hair soothingly before moving to his nape. His eyes fluttered closed as he tilted his head forward all the way, your fingers gently caressing the skin of his neck. The collar coiled around his throat at your command, the minuscule clink of the clasp causing him to shiver slightly. Straightening, he gazed at you with a dazed glassy effect to his eyes, pupils dilated while the male rested in his sub space.

“You’re so good, Jacob. I love you, baby.” Peppering kisses over his face, Jacob hummed and smiled, nuzzling you gently. “What do you want, Jacob? Use your words.”

“Wanna suck you off.” He mumbled, mouthing at the skin of your collarbones just peeking above the collar of your shirt.

“Yeah? Want me to fuck your face?”

“Mhm. Fuck my face, babe.” With a grin, you stood from the bed again, fumbling with your jeans. Jacob eagerly gazed up at you, subconsciously reaching up to fidget with the leather wrapped around his neck. Your hands dug your cock out, already painfully erect and dripping, reaching up to grasp his collar whilst pressing your tip to his patted lips.

Jacob opened his mouth without any hesitation, eyes closing as you sank deep into the back of his throat. You stopped about half way to let him inhale, then bucked your hips the rest of the way. He gagged and swallowed around you, the sensation causing you to groan and your hips to stutter in their motions. One hand latched into his hair, the other on the above bunk frame, your hips rocked in and out of his mouth and throat at a rapid, brutal pace.

You watched as your cock was outlined in his throat by a bulge, the collar around his neck making it seem fuller and coaxing your boyfriend to swallow more. “Fuck baby, you take me so well.” He mewled around you, his own hips rutting against the pillow he’d situated himself upon, his sweats tented with his own erection. Eyes fluttering open again, Jacob gazed up at you with dark, hazy eyes and teary lashes, cheeks flushed and hollowed around you. What a heavenly sight that was to you, expressed especially with the way your voice raised in response.

If the sounds you were making weren’t enough of an indication, maybe Emma would see the collar at dinner and take the fucking hint this time. You completely believed that if your cock wasn’t buried down his throat, Jacob would be singing louder than you.

#kinktober 2022 #kinktober #2022 #day 3 #the quarry #jacob custos #Jacob Custos x reader #male reader #smut #request #my stuff #apocalypticnova

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dibschair · 2 years

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𝕂𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕥𝕠𝕓𝕖𝕣 𝟚𝟘𝟚𝟚: Day 4

ℙ𝕣𝕠𝕞𝕥: missionary w/ Travis Hackett

CW: GN! Reader, Unprotected sex, Swearing.

Minors DNI

It was well past midnight when the sound of the front door startles you awake on the living room sofa.

The howl of the North Kill winter drowned out your senses for the few seconds it took for Travis to slip into the house.

You hear his boots squeaking on the hardwood, slick from snow and muck. A moment later there's a gentle thump as he discards them somewhere near the door.

He hasn't noticed your form on the sofa by the time he's got his coat off, nor does he by the time he's setting his pace down the hallway twoard your bedroom.

That's when you decide to speak up...

"Bedroom heaters out..."

Travis startles, his whole body freezing halfway down the hall. You feel bad about surprising him, but it is better he knew now rather than walking into your freezing bedroom.

"Don't scare me like that sweetheart." Your husband says through a sigh, trudging back into the living room to sit besides you.

"Sorry Trav..."

Letting out a yawn, you snuggle in close to his side. Travis seems to have another idea though, hoisting you into his lap in one swift motion.

Even in your half asleep state you feel excitement pulse through you as things rapidly heat up between you. Travis grasps your waist in his big hands, his mouth falling to your neck.

"It's been a long night then?" You gasp at his sudden, but very much welcome attention.

"Oh, like you wouldn't believe." His breath is hot against your neck, making you squirm in his lap.

Your movement makes you acutely aware of just how hard the man beneath you is.

"Travis please!" You gasp

Grinding your hips further into his.

Travis groans his teeth nipping faintly into the delicate skin of your neck.

The next thing you know the buttons of your shirt are undone, and the garment is being pushed off your shoulders.

Travis stares up at you in veneration as your skin is revealed to him. You feel your face warm as his deep eyes linger on your body. No matter how many times he's seen you laid bare, he still looks at you like it's the first time.

Your back meets the cushion of the sofa as Travis flips you onto your back to hover over you.

"I love you so much.." he whispers, his hands busying themselves with undoing his pants. His cock springs out, hard and flushed at the tip.

"I love you more" you whisper in return while he cages you against the cushions. One hand making quick work of your flimsy sleep shorts.

You lean up to kiss him moaning into his mouth as his hand sets to work prepping you for his cock.

"Trav please-!" You whine, hips bucking up to encourage him to get on with fucking you into the sofa.

Travis chuckles leaning back to angle his cock at your entrance. "You're so good to me sweetheart, so fuckin good." With a snap of his hips, he impales himself inside you.

Your body burns with the sensation of being filled, arms and legs linking around his body to pull him down chest to chest with you.

The pace he sets is slow and sensual. He takes his time with each thrust to drag himself along nearly all the way out, before he expertly glides back in.

Soft moans fill the living room as he fucks you, mouth finding anything and anywhere to find purchase in between strokes.

But it's when he grips your hips and angles you up slightly that you're all but crying out for him. The head of his cock repeatedly brushes against your G-spot, causing you to clamp down around him.

"Come for me sweetheart! I'm- I'm not gonna last long." He groans into your neck, his pace growing more and more erratic.

You reach a hand down between your body's to play with yourself, the added sensation making you cum with a cry of your husband's name.

"Yes! Yes, just like that-" Travis fucks himself into you, one, two, three more time. Completely collapsing onto you as he spills deep inside of you.

The two of you lay like that for sometime, reveling in your after glow. Body's exhausted and much much warmer than you had been.

Travis eventually pushes up on his elbows, cock still snug inside you as he kisses you sweetly.

"Thanks for waiting up."

A/N: welp. I've written for my baby girl. I think this is a fairly solid entry to kinktober, and I'm excited to finally write for The Quarry! 🥰

#the quarry x reader #travis hackett x reader #kinktober 2022

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multi-fandom-imagine · 2 years

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Credit to prompt list belongs to @aquagirl1978 .

{Though I did change a few to something I’m more comfortable writing.}

⇀the reason this is being posted so early is so that i have plenty of time to write and you have plenty of time to request since last time I put the list out I completely forgot.

my kinktober event is request based, meaning you can send in a theme/plot for the event and i will write a drabble (…something that is less than 2k words…) that will be posted. this takes place during the entire month of october. I be doing a non kinktober event too.. ↼

•+•

REQUEST RULES

⇀since there are only thirty -one days in october i am only taking the first thirty -one requests that i get - if you send in a request and it doesn’t get put into the event i will always communicate that with you and some sort of compromise and be worked out (…like it can be included into my regular request schedule…) so don’t be afraid to ask about the event or to send anything in ↼

⇀I will be posting the fandoms below that I will write for this event↼

⇀i will only write for a character twice in this event. this is because i know that certain characters i write for are more popular, and i don’t want to write thirty - one days of the same character like last time. ↼

⇀ when you send a request in please specify that it is for this event or else it won’t be part of the event and will instead be seen as a regular request and therefore won’t be posted in october ↼

⇀Orange means it is taken. ↼

Fandoms for Kinktober 2022

Bridgerton

Saiyuki

Naruto

Stranger Things { Season 3-4 }

The Quarry { or any of Supermassive game *1 character per game }

The Wolf Among Us

Fire Emblem: Three Houses

Resident Evil

Assassins Creed

Ghost of Tsushima / Ghost of Tsushima Iki island

Far Cry 5/6/new Dawn

Vox.

Fruits Baskets

Bleach

Fma brotherhood

See a fandom you don’t like~ send me a character and I may write for them

Day 1 - Breeding- Steve Harrington.

Day 2 - Exhibitionism- Ezio Auditore da Firenze

Day 3 -Injury sex. { you’re injured and I must comfort you with sex ) Kougaiji

Day 4 -Daddy Kink-Roy Mustang

Day 5 - Edging-Sobieski

Day 6 - Temperature play-Anthony Bridgerton

Day 7 - Morning Sex-Bruno Madrigal

Day 8 - Domination/Submission.-Decker

Day 9 -Strip tease/Lap dance.-Roy Mustang

Day 10 - Roleplay- Hatake Kakashi

Day 11 - Bondage- Nara Shikamaru

Day 12 - Blindfolds-Greed { Fma}

Day 13 - Sex while High - Nathan Drake

Day 14 - Shibari-Tadashi Hamada

Day 15 - Biting-Felix Fraldarius

Day 16 - Praise kink-Cho Hakkai

Day 17 -Thigh Ridding- Chris Redfield.

Day 18 - Car sex-Simon Basset

Day 19 - Mirror sex-Shigure Sohma

Day 20 -Formal Wear-Jean Havoc

Day 21 - Wax play- Sharky Boshaw

Day 22 -Fingering{With Rings}- Eddie Munson

Bonus: Birthday Sex-Andy Barclay.

Day 23 -Heels /Stockings-Percy de rolo

Day 24 -Knotting-Bigby Wolf

Day 25 -Size Difference {big dick}-Jason Kolchek

Day 26 - Pregnancy-Sha Gojyo.

Day 27 - worshipped and serviced -Jin Sakai

Day 28 - Cockwarming-Macready{the Thing}

Day 29 - Outdoor sex-Sylvain Jose Gautier

Day 30 - Military / Authoritative Kink-Jason Kolchek

Day 31 - Bath/Shower sex-Eli Palmer

#kinktober #kinktober 2022 #Bridgerton #Saiyuk #Naruto #supermassive #The wolf among us #fire emblem #assassin creed #ghost of tsushima #ghost of tsushima iki island #far cry 5 #far cry 6 #far cry new Dawn #Disney #Shifters #love death and robots

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awholelottayeehaw · 2 years

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Kinktober Day 1: Dirty Talk

Kinktober 2022 Masterlist

Pre First Season of The Mandalorian

Pairing: Din Djarin x GN!Reader

Summary: Innocent teasing takes an unexpected turn.

Rating: Mature

Warnings: dirty talk, mutual pining, non-con dirty talk (both are into it), some humor, implied smut

Word Count: 847

In the time you had known the man, you were certain The Mandalorian wasn’t fond of you. Tolerated you, yes, but fond? Eh. And you were fine with that. Although, at one point, you had wondered if maybe the metal man had a thing for you.

It had been earlier on in your working relationship that you had noticed lingering stares when he thought you weren’t looking and unnecessary touches when he passed you by. Always finding ways to look and touch, but just for a moment. Never anything longer.

You were the Guild’s go-to hacker and resident tech genius, the person one would hire when they needed to get into someplace they couldn't get access to or a second set of eyes. It was on a surveillance job for Mando when you accidentally spilled your freshly made caf on yourself during a job and noticed the way Mando faltered in his step through one camera you had hacked.

At first, you thought you had imagined it and shrugged it off as a glitch. Nothing changed between you and Mando after, so you let it go. But when another incident involving smacking your knee hard into the bottom of your ship’s control board left you groaning into your mic unintentionally, your eyes flicked up to the monitor that had access to a camera in Mando’s helmet in time to see the stutter in his step from his own point of view.

You couldn’t hide the smile from spreading across your face even if you wanted to.

If you bumped or spilled anything while on a job with him, you ensured any groan or whimper would be followed by a breathy “fuck” that was probably more sensual than needed but you couldn’t help it. Watching his reactions from the safety of your ship brought you more satisfaction than they should have.

The touches grew longer and bolder, and he stopped being as careful about his lingering stare. The mindful but short-lived interactions were slowly being replaced with needier tension that oozed off of the Mandalorian in waves. It didn’t take long for others to notice as well, but when you weren’t in the safety of your ship, you played the role of cluelessly uninterested well enough. Maybe too well.

The groans, moans, whimpers, and sensual swears walked so that sultry responses to any of Mando’s work-related questions over the intercom could run. Some weren’t dirty, just the tone, others you turned into innuendos whenever you thought was subtly appropriate.

“The power behind the thrust was remarkable. When entering hyperspace, that is.”

“Is that what you came for? It’s so big, how will it fit? In your bag, I mean.”

“Have you ever wondered what happens to nuts in space? I need to stock up on my rations and I just realized I’ve never gotten a container of nuts before.”

“In regard to taste, the teabag was better the second time around. Remind me to lend you some next time we meet up, I think you’ll like the flavor.”

Listening to Mando’s hitch and change in breathing, the adjustments in his steps, and the deeper his voice became while talking to his bounties after hearing you brought you all the joy you needed. You were sure to mute yourself when you touched yourself but eventually became bold with that as well.

At the end of the day, Mando was still a man and even warriors have limits. It shouldn’t have come as a surprise that enough was enough, but it did when after a particularly sensual moan and many slipped-in innuendos later that you heard the Mandalorian say “fuck it” to himself and abandoning the stakeout he had been occupying the last twenty-four hours.

You ripped your hand from your pants as you tried to understand what was going on. Was there an ambush? Did the quarry flee? Fuck, you were hired to do one job and you might’ve screwed this up for Mando. In your panic, flipping through cameras near and within the bounty’s hideout, you missed how fast the Mandalorian was running or how he wasn’t heading in the direction of his own ship.

Loud, consistent bangs ripped you from your thoughts and the yelp that left you was humiliating, wondering if the reason Mando abandoned his post was that the quarry had somehow realized the warrior wasn't working alone and that his partner was parked on the other side of the city from where he was hiding.

A gasp left your lips when, instead of seeing the bounty, your eyes took in the tall and imposing figure of the Mandalorian looking up at you through your own camera. You smoothed your hair and caught your breath before lowering the lamp, prepared to bombard the warrior with questions regarding the mission when he pushed you against the closest wall, chest heaving.

"M-mando?" you tried to keep your thoughts clear and willed yourself to ignore how hard he was as he ground himself against your hip.

“You’ve played your game for too long, it’s my turn. Now strip.”

AUTHOR'S NOTE

I know it's not full smut, but I wanted to play around with this with literal wordplay cause I love it when people are able to make anything sound dirty and we all know Din would go feral after a while. I have a few of these written but haven't had the time to post so expect a few back-to-backs in the next day or so. See all you horny sluts soon enough! Enjoy, it'll get spicier with the other shorts.

Dividers by @firefly-graphics

#the mandalorian smut #the mandalorian fanfiction #the mandalorian x reader #the mandalorian #din djarin x female reader #din djarin fanfiction #mando x reader #mando x you #din djarin smut #kinktober 2022 #dirty talk #gender neutral reader #no use of pronouns

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ao3feed-hadesgame · 2 years

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LocalSpiderBoy's Kinktober 2022

by localspiderboy

This is where my collection of kinktober fics will be going.

Words: 509, Chapters: 1/31, Language: English

Fandoms: Daredevil (TV), Loki (TV 2021), Shameless (US), Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Umbrella Academy (TV), Stranger Things (TV 2016), Hades (Video Game 2018), The Arcana (Visual Novel), Detroit: Become Human (Video Game), The Quarry (Video Game), Grey's Anatomy, Venom (Marvel Movies), 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M, Gen, M/M, Multi

Characters: Peter Parker, Ian Gallagher, Lip Gallagher, Fiona Gallagher, Frank Castle, Matt Murdock, Foggy Nelson, Mark Sloan, Derek Shepherd, Eddie Brock, Venom, Zagreus (Hades Video Game), Thanatos (Hades Video Game), Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia, Klaus Hargreeves, Connor (Detroit: Become Human), Spencer Reid, Bucky Barnes, Dabi, Billy Loomis, Dylan Lenivy, Max Brinly, Eddie Munson, Steve Harrington, Aaron Hotchner, Penelope Garcia, Loki (Marvel), Joel (The Last of Us), Diego Hargreeves

Relationships: X Reader - Relationship, X Male Reader - Relationship, x gn reader - Relationship, x fem reader - Relationship, Peter Parker x Reader, ian gallagher x reader, Lip Gallagher x Reader, fiona gallgher x reader, Frank Castle x Reader, Matt Murdock x reader, foggy nelson x reader - Relationship, derek sheperd x reader, Eddie Brock x Reader - Relationship, Spencer Reid x Reader

Additional Tags: Kinktober

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/42074598

#Hades (Game)#fanfic #ao3feed #Hades

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late-to-the-party-81 · 2 years

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Planes and Barons and Knives, oh my!

AN: Welcome to day 23. Another fic that's a bit different today as I'm using an OFC rather than a reader insert. I hope you still enjoy. This story is set in the same universe as 'Bad Kids', but all you need to know for this story is that Zemo and Marcy are in an established 'Sugar' relationship.

I’m using dialogue prompts from this post by @nightprompts and they can be found emboldened in the text.

Kinktober 2022 Masterlist

Main Masterlist

Beta’d by @lunarbuck

Dividers by @firefly-graphics, banners and covers by me.

Pairing: Helmut Zemo x OFC Marcy Scholtz

CW: Role play, Knife kink, Sugar Daddy/Sugar Baby relationship, Baron Zemo's coat, mild threats of violence within Role play, age difference (Marcy is mid-20's, Zemo is in his 40's).

Word count: 1.8k

The plane lurched, and Marcy grabbed hold of the sideboard in the small galley. Why she’d agreed to this, she had no idea, but when the magnetic man who is paying for all of your university tuition asks something of you, you do it.

With the small pocket of turbulence passed by, she smoothed down the skirt of her hostess uniform, picked up the drinks tray containing the Old Fashioned cocktail that had been ordered by the single passenger and owner of the aircraft, and sashayed out of the small prep area towards her quarry.

Her eyes lingered on the frame of the man. Chestnut hair, expertly coiffed, eyes as dark and mesmerising as the whisky in the tumbler, and a knowing quirk on his lips. He knew he was attractive - not only because of his visage but also because of his wealth. He wore a dark brown coat with an ostentatious fur collar. Marcy still wasn’t sure how she felt about wearing real fur.

As she reached his side, his smile broadened. Fuck, he was handsome. It was going to make it hard to concentrate on the task at hand.

“Here’s your drink, sir.”

She smiled back as she placed the crystal tumbler down on the little side table. The passenger didn’t even look at it, instead focusing his gaze on her form, the way her uniform fit, up to her hair that was tied back neatly in a bun at her nape. He reached out a hand, settling it on her hip, giving a slight squeeze, before stroking down, quickly, over her ass and making a small gasp escape her lips.

The only other hostess on this flight was currently in the cockpit with the pilot, but really, that’s what Marcy needed. Instead of slapping his hand away, she placed her hand on her hip, cocking it out to the side so that her uniform skirt tightened over her backside.

“Is there anything else I can help you with, sir?”

His smile was predatory, and for a moment Marcy wondered if she could actually do this, do what she’s been asked - no, commanded - to do. However, before she could even blink, the man had snagged her wrist and pulled her down to sit, sideways across his lap.

“Keep me company, Zlatko, whilst I enjoy this lovely drink you have made me.”

Marcy giggled, hiding her mouth with her hand coquettishly.

“I can’t believe that a man such as you ever lacks for company.”

“You’d be surprised, my dear. I’ll have you know that I’m quite picky.”

He raised the glass to his lips and took a small sip, looking at her intently over the rim.

“I’m honoured then that you would like to spend some time with me.”

Marcy tried not to let her glee take over. This was going better than she thought. She moved her hands tentatively, one to press over the man’s heart, through his shirt, and the other to tangle in the hair at the nape of his neck, scratching gently at the delicate skin with the tips of her manicured nails. Now all she had to do was wait.

Twenty minutes later and Marcy’s back was bouncing off the door of the jet’s private bedroom. Her skirt was hitched up, so that her legs could wrap around the man’s waist. His arms were around her back, his face buried in her neck as he kissed and sucked and bit at her sensitive flesh. She mewled and ground against him, the impressive bulge in his woollen slacks pressing up against her damp lace panties.

“I’ve never done something like this before…” Her voice was breathy as it left her throat, her mind cloudy with desire as she tried desperately to remember what she was supposed to be doing.

“Now it is I who is honoured then, Maličký.”

Her companion started to kiss his way towards the top of her blouse and the swell of her breasts when she recalled her mission. She lifted his head and pressed her forehead against his.

“Take me to the bed. We’ll be more comfortable.”

He raised his eyebrow but did as she asked, letting her slide down his body slowly as he reached the plush mattress. Marcy eased the fur coat off his shoulders and gave him a small push to indicate he should sit as she hung up the expensive piece of clothing - she didn’t want to distract him by treating his clothes shabbily.

When she returned, she straddled his lap, hands cupping his face, before kissing him seductively. His arms wrapped back around her waist as he fiercely kissed her back, his tongue invading her mouth as groans of desire left his. His eyes closed, and that’s when Marcy decided to take her chance. Under the guise of undoing her blouse, she reached into her bra for the small, ceramic-blade flick knife. Opening it behind his back, she angled her wrist so the point was aimed towards his neck and wondered if she could actually do it.

However, the next thing she knew, she was laying face down on the bed, a knee in her back and the point of the knife now pressing against her own neck…

“Tut tut, Mačiatko. Sloppy. You need to be better than that to get me. You’d have had more luck poisoning the drink.”

Marcy drew in a shuddering breath, clenching her fists into the bed sheets.

“Please… I’m sorry… I…”

“Shhhhh…” Gently, he trailed the knife over the back of her neck to her nape, then used the point to ease the wig off her head, revealing her bright pink bob.

“There…much better. Being a brunette didn’t suit you at all.”

Squirming, she tried to shift him off her back, and when his knee lifted, she thought she’d done it, but he skillfully flipped her over before straddling her waist. He immediately resumed teasing her with the knife point again, making barely visible trails across her pale skin.

“Baron, please…”

The point pressed firmer into the skin near her shoulder, making her wince.

“Did I say you could speak?”

Eyes wide and biting her lip, Marcy shook her head. She should have realised that this is what would happen if she didn’t succeed.

“Good girl. Stay quiet now. You’ve had your fun. Now it’s time for me to have mine.”

With a deft, practised movement, he changed his grip on the knife handle, eased the point under Marcy’s blouse, and cut it open. She gasped loudly, and his feral grin returned, shifting himself down her body so he could dispose of her skirt in the same manner. She was left lying on the bed in nude stockings and lingerie that matched her bubblegum pink hair.

“Now, would you look at that… it strikes me that you wanted to get caught…”

He trailed the blade over Marcy’s near-naked body, making her shudder and shiver under its fine, cool touch. It struck her that she should be scared or at least trying to make some kind of escape, but in reality, she was getting aroused. Aroused by her own vulnerability. Aroused by his mastery of the blade and his calmness. When she rubbed her thighs together without thinking, her body trying to ease the ache between them, the Baron growled under his breath.

“Enough of this.” With a flick of his wrist, Zemo sent the knife flying across the room, embedding it into the sideboard. “I want you, now.”

His fingers tangled into Marcy’s hair, and their previously banked desire came back to the fore, rising now that the game was discarded. They writhed together on the bed, working to rid Zemo of his turtleneck and slacks. Now it was Marcy’s turn to ogle him.

While he might be quite a bit older than her, she appreciated him physically. She wouldn’t have agreed to a change in their agreement if she hadn’t. His body was overall lean and muscular, with a slight softening around his stomach. Dark hair was sprinkled across his chest alongside a whole story told in scars. She loved to trace the silvery trails as they lay in bed together, trying to work out which of the stories he told about how he gained them were true - if any. He told a new story every night.

Her appreciative study of her benefactor-turned-lover was cut short as he pulled her panties down her legs, roughly shoved them apart, and thrust into her.

“Hel! Oh god!”

He snapped his hips and nipped at her earlobe.

“I did wonder how you were going to make your attempt. It was hard not to be on edge every second. Wondering what you had up your sleeve. I didn’t expect it to be in your bra instead…” He moved his mouth to worry at her neck, increasing the number of marks he had already placed there, marks of ownership, of mastery.

Marcy dug her fingers into his bare shoulders, pressing in crescent-shaped marks, before dragging them down his back, leaving raised welts in their wake and making him hiss against her throat.

“Two more seconds and I’d have had you…”

Zemo slid a broad palm under the small of Marcy’s back, tilting her hips and driving deeper, and making her eyes roll back into her head.

“But you didn’t. And that means when we get home, I’ll have to punish you, Princezná. But for now…”

He slid his other hand between them, fingers easily finding the young woman’s clit and stroking the engorged bundle of nerves.

“Please! Oh, Hel, please! Oh!”

“Cum for me. That’s it. Let go and be a good girl…”

Marcy’s legs tightened around his waist, her heels pressing into his buttocks as she went rigid, her orgasm washing through her. A few more thrusts and Zemo followed her over the precipice, filling her with his cum, before rolling over on the large bed, drawing her with him.

As they lay, recovering, he carded his fingers through her neon locks, marvelling at how much her hair had grown in the few months since the start of their arrangement. His superiors hadn’t been impressed with the way he had dealt with the apparent threat to the peace that had been Marcy’s ragtag organisation of protestors, but they couldn’t really argue that it hadn’t been effective. Paying for the problem to go away hadn’t been in the GRC wheelhouse of solutions. Luckily, it was always in Zemo’s.

“Hel…”

“Yes, my dear?”

“I don’t think I’m cut out for this assassin work. Even if it is pretend.”

He smiled fondly at the young woman, who he was coming to realise he cared for more than he should.

“Well, maybe next time, you could just be my maid…”

“Maybe I’ll tickle you to death with a duster…”

Zemo growled playfully, rolling them again and pinning her to the bed. God, did she make him feel young again.

“You could try, Zlatko. You could try.”

The plane flew on, towards Sokovia, turbulence-free, except in the bedroom.

Zlatko - sweetheart

Princezná - princess

Maličký – little one

Mačiatko – kitten

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KINKTOBER 2022 DAY ONE ; FIRST TIME !

pairing; Laura Kearney x Female reader

cw; loss of virginity, cherry popping (with a dildo), cunt slapping, marking, not beta read, ooc laura , female genitalia reader, overestimation, cheating

You’re on your feet running through the forest Laura said she was in the pool house with Ryan, Kaitlyn and Dylan. Running over some ingrown roots and making your way to them – you can hear the growling, the ugly noises they make and dirt being dug into. You can only do so much. Your lungs are tight, throat burning and dry, the cool air isn’t making it any better as it’s chilly. The wind blows the tree and leaves as the monster's footsteps sound closer. You can't lead that thing towards them, you'd kill them all! Taking a detour and dashing through the other dirt path, going in a circle as you're sure those shoes you love are pretty much ruined.

It’s still following you as you panic “What the fuck do you do?!” “What the fuck what the fuck what the fuck?!!?!” you bail, feet aching, tears running down your cheek, head pulsing with the worst headache you’ve ever had, but all you can do is run. Run for your life. Finally, making it to the pool house you immediately run to the door and bang on it “Please, open up! It’s gonna eat me alive!!” you whine and hit on the door as Ryan unlocks it and opens it, you almost fall over catching your balance.

Laura grabs your arm and looks at you “You pretty okay for now, I don’t see any marks or bites on you” She puts your arm down and runs her finger down your collarbone and then back up to your neck as you gulp. “What are you doing?” you question as she brings her eye contact to you as she stares blankly at you “from what I’ve heard the monster likes to bite at the neck,foot or arm before the victim can get away” your body shivers as you don’t even wanna imagine the things teeth in your skin.

You settle down and breathe, trying to regain your breath as your throat is dry and you can barely really speak. It takes you a few minutes to push out a simple sentence, but everyone is on here for you. “I have some medicine in my cabin, we should head there and get it.” Laura chimes in as you nod slowly as she gets her bag and grabs your hand, pulling you up and letting you rest on her shoulder while her hand rested on your waist.

The walk was slow, you kept tilting and leaning over as you’d ran so much you couldn't feel your legs anymore, everything was spinning, you could hear your heart pounding in your ears as breathed slowly, the cabin door opened and you were placed on the bed – you tried laying down but Laura stopped you “Stay upright, helps you breathe better” opening her drawer and immediately having her hands in it as she looked for the painkiller, a dildo stood out as you wanted to question her but kept your questions to yourself. You never thought Laura would be into those sorts of things, well she's dating Max so maybe when he's not away – she needs relief?

You couldn't control the way your brain processed the image of Laura on her bed, legs spread open while she buried the dildo deep within, the thought of the faces she’d make or how her moans made your face warm as she looked back at you with medicine, snapping her fingers in your face. “Earth to (name),You there?” “I - I’m here! Zoned out that’s all” you stayed silent as Laura handed you the pill and some water as you took the pill and downed the water in a swift movement as Laura chuckled. “How ya feeling now?” “better.” she smiled as she pulled the dildo out the drawer. It was double sided as her gaze felt vehemently as you let out a gasp “I caught you staring at it, interested in it?” it felt like your breath had been taken from you as you couldn’t speak – the room felt warmer, the air so thick you could see it as backed up and sat up straight “I - I was just surprised , you were into.. sex toys.

She hummed and got onto the bed with it “well they make things more alluring y’know, have you never used one before?” nodding no as a wicked smirk is on her face, her hands on your hips as she traces circles on them a gentle push and your head hits her soft pillow as she takes off your shoes and hers before climbing into the bed. She rests on the headboard as she's sitting next to you, her hands roaming your body, squeezing your thighs, running her fingers up and down your mount, teasing your nipples through the top garment. It’s all too much as you look at her and she has a cheeky smirk on her face.

“I’m sure, this it’ll be your first time for any sexual huh?” Laura teases you as stammer out “N - No, I’ve done stuff by myself just haven't gotten really far with it…” she chuckles out as pushes your legs apart, the cool air hits your warm cunt you can feel the slick in your panties sticking and more dripping out. You were embarrassed as her fingers were so close, tracing up the inside of your thighs she hooked her fingers around your panties and pulled them down,, your slick connected to them as more slick poured out covering your already slick cunt. “Oh wow, you’re super wet. Was it from me?” her finger teasing your hole as she traced around your vulva, moving her fingers to your clit messing with the bundle of nerves as you gasp and she kept eye contact watching your face flash in bits of pleasure.

The slick noise was loud, as she pushed one of her fingers inside – a loud moan erupts from you as you clench on the finger and she looks up at you “relax (name)..” you listen to her as she continues to slowly thrust her finger in out of your sopping hole. Small moans leave your mouth as she gives your clit some attention – pulling another loud moan out “yeah, let everyone hear you” she purrs as your mind floods about max, what if he comes in and sees this.

But you can't bring yourself to say anything to him as you can only moan and take her fingers as she inserts another one and moving her finger on your clit in a circular motion while her fingers move inside you as the pace picks up. You can only keep up so much before your legs are trembling and her fingers are leaving your quivering cunt, “I don't want you to cum just yet”. You whine out but you see what Laura has planned, she took her hair down and now her blonde hair touching her shoulders as she holds the rosy dildo with double ends, slap it against your cunt as you yelp out. Your slickness sticks to the jelly object as she slaps it on your clip and a moans falls out before she's gliding it up and down your cunt, she’s laying next to you now – hand gliding the dildo while the other grips your hip.

She’s kissing your neck and sucking on it while the dildo slides in, god why does it feel much bigger than it looks. You feel like you’re being stretched out by the thing as you nearly soak the thing from insertion as she continues deep, slow strokes as you can feel the dildo inside you, the way it drags against your warm wall while you clench down on it. “Feel good?’ “m-mmhm” she smiles as she stops marking your neck and sits up right.

“Lay upright on your side” she pushed the dildo back into you and you moaned softly as this time, she inserted into herself as well – a low groan leaving her lips. “Fuckkk” she said “move with me, please (name)” you gulped as you both moved in a synced noise, your cunts rubbing against each other when you met in the middle. Throwing your head back as Laura kept eye contact with you, a hand on your shoulder as you looked at her and she pulled you into a heated kiss, tongues fighting against each other as you moaned into each others mouth whilst moving back in front on the dildo, slick sounds, loud and soft moans bouncing off the walls of the cabin.

“O - Oh fuckkk, I’m gonna cum” panting out as Laura moves her legs faster “then cum, nothing’s stopping you” the way your boobs bounce as you continued to fuck yourself on the dildo – drawing out a loud moan as you let loose, your juices soaking the dildo as you squirt on it. Laura slides off the dildo and lets you fall back before she picks it up and thrusts it into you “Cmon one more orgasm” “a-ahh I-I” overstimulation sits in as your legs are trembling like mad,orgasm approaching faster than expected before your squirt again. The room reeks of sex and your both heavy breathing Laura lays next to you as you cling onto her and she smiles and kisses you “our little secret huh?” “yeah, I think we should shower before heading to the others”

The door opens and Max walks inside “Kaitlyn told me to check on you guys and make sure you didn't get eaten.” stopping dead in the doorway as his mouth is agape.

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dreamqueenkala · 2 years

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KINKTOBER 2022

I’ve never done this before, but I know it’s pretty popular and I’m interested in giving it a shot, so bare with me.

18+ Adult Content below the cut. Viewer discretion advised.

ALL CLAIMS WILL BE WITH A FEMALE READER UNLESS SPECIFIED(Or I decide a male reader fits better lol).

I’m debuting the expansion of my requests list—I now accept requests for the following;

The Quarry

Brinly, Max

Custos, Jacob

Erzahler, Ryan

Furcillo, Nick

Lenivy, Dylan

Stranger Things

Byers, Jonathan

Hargrove, Billy

Harrington, Steve

Munson, Eddie

THIS CLAIM LIST IS OFFICIALLY COMPLETED. SEE YOU IN OCTOBER!

All you have to do is send me an ask with your preferred character and the day of choice. You can also submit that ask with any prompts you’d like me to use—please only choose a maximum of 2 prompts at a time—they can come from any prompt list anywhere so long as the author/original poster allows it. Once a day has been claimed, it cannot be claimed by any other character. Due to the fact my list is so small—EACH CHARACTER IS LIMITED TO 3 TOTAL DAYS. The first and final days (1 October; 31 October) will remain MY CHOICE. If there are some unfilled but no characters available, you readers will have until 29 September to send me free reign asks to fill those spaces. If they are not filled by 11:59 PM 29 September, I will fill them myself.

The list will be below.

Day i. || Piercings/Tattoos || MY CHOICE—Harrington, Steve(M)

Day ii. || Praise || CLAIMED—Lenivy, Dylan

Day iii. || Collaring || CLAIMED—Custos, Jacob(M)

Day iv. || Face Fucking || CLAIMED—Custos, Jacob

Day v. || Hair Pulling || CLAIMED—Brinly, Max

Day vi. || Sensory Deprivation || CLAIMED—Erzahler, Ryan

Day vii. || Spanking || CLAIMED—Hargrove, Billy

Day viii. || Dominant Reader || CLAIMED—Brinly, Max

Day ix. || Toys || CLAIMED—Harrington, Steve

Day x. || Edging || CLAIMED—Erzahler, Ryan(M)

Day xi. || Breeding/Creaming || CLAIMED—Lenivy, Dylan

Day xii. || Pet Names || CLAIMED—Harrington, Steve

Day xiii. || Body Worship || CLAIMED—Brinly, Max

Day xiv. || Cuffing || CLAIMED—Munson, Eddie(M)

Day xv. || Degradation || CLAIMED—Hargrove, Billy

Day xvi. || In Public || CLAIMED—Lenivy, Dylan

Day xvii. || Cockwarming || CLAIMED—Furcillo, Nick

Day xviii. || Lap Dance || CLAIMED—Erzahler, Ryan

Day xix. || Jealousy || CLAIMED—Munson, Eddie(M)

Day xx. || Overstimulation || CLAIMED—Munson, Eddie

Day xxi. || Video || CLAIMED—Byers, Jonathan

Day xxii. || Masturbation || CLAIMED—Furcillo, Nick

Day xxiii. || Threesome || CLAIMED—Byers, Jonathan & Munson, Eddie

Day xxiv. || Honey/Syrup/Ice || CLAIMED—Hargrove, Billy

Day xxv. || Biting/Marking || CLAIMED—Furcillo, Nick

Day xxvi. || Sexting/FaceTime || CLAIMED—Lenivy, Dylan(M)

Day xxvii. || Shower Sex || CLAIMED—Hargrove, Billy

Day xxviii. || Thigh Fucking || CLAIMED—Harrington, Steve(M)

Day xxix. || Wall Fucking || CLAIMED—Byers, Jonathan

Day xxx. || Confined Space || CLAIMED—Custos, Jacob

Day xxxi. || Taboo || MY CHOICE—Brinly, Max(M)

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dreamqueenkala · 2 years

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KINKTOBER 2022

MINORS DNI 18+ ONLY VIEWER DISCRETION ADVISED

Day ii. || Praise

Lenivy, Dylan w/ Female Reader

SYNOPSIS: It’s the first time you and Dylan have settled down for some peace and intimacy since you started dating. Part way through he discovers just how deep your love for affirmation and praise goes, and he’s more than happy to shower you in it.

The first thing you notice is how soft his lips are. Pressed against yours they’re pillowy and gentle, exuding all the love Dylan holds for you. They dance slow with yours, soft exhales between you every time they pry apart, only to come back just as passionately as if drunk on the feeling. They’re warm and sweet, tasting of the cherry pie you two had shared only 30 minutes ago at the diner down the street.

Second, you become aware of the gentle caress of his thumbs on your cheeks and over the thin skin beneath your eyes. His hands were cold, a welcome contrast to the warmth of his lips, likely due to the vanilla milkshake he’d held whilst you were out. They made your skin feel warmer under his touch, the gentleness of his caress warming your heart.

The final thing you noticed, though, happened to be the words he murmured against your skin. As his lips began to maneuver along your cheekbone, down your jaw and to your neck, each breathe was followed by sweet words whispered against your skin.

“You’re beautiful.”

“Precious.”

“So soft.”

“I love you.”

“You’re perfect.”

“An Angel.”

“Sweetheart.”

“My baby girl.”

Those words, as familiar to you coming from him as they’d always been throughout your relationship, seemed to spark something new in you now that your body was flooded with a tingling warmth in the privacy of your bedroom. Your lips had parted and breathless gasps had escaped them, an almost silent expression of the heat that pooled in your belly at his voice.

Your heart hammered in a way that had your blood warming faster, your hips coming up to buck against Dylan’s when he guided you onto your back against the mattress. A sweet mewl left your lips and the brunette paused, his fingers now placed on your hips. When your eyes fluttered open, he was towering over you with parted lips and a cute blush on his face, panting almost as heavily as you.

“You like that?” He mumbled, tracing patterns into your hips beneath your shirt. “Like when I praise you? Call you a good girl?” Your hitched breathing and the slight buck of your hips gave him an answer, his lips curling to form that playful smirk he wore sometimes. “So cute. Such a good girl for me, and so so needy.”

One hand reached up to toy with your hair, petting it back lightly whilst his free hand caressed the soft skin of your stomach beneath the hem of your top. “D-Dylan—“

“Shhhh, baby girl. Just lay back and let me take care of you, yeah?” His gaze never leaves your face as he moves down your body, warm breath causing goose flesh to raise along the bare skin of your thighs. His fingers tugged lightly at your shorts, guiding them down your legs as you raised your hips. Nosing gently at the wet patch already forming in your underwear, he inhaled and hummed deeply.

“You’re so amazing, sweetheart. Smell so good for me.” His tongue circled the little bundle of nerves hidden beneath the damp cotton fabric. A sharp gasp of pleasure left you, back arching and a chuckle from your boyfriend causing your cheeks to flush further. “So beautiful, laid out for me like this.”

“D-Dylan, please!” Gazing down at him with hazy eyes and blown pupils, slightly concealed by the needy tears forming beneath your eyelids, your kiss swollen lips parted, chest heaving and thighs quivering—Dylan just couldn’t deny you when you looked so damn precious.

He didn’t hesitate, using his index finger to slide your panties down, his tongue met your clit with slow, languid licks. A sharp cry escaped you, urging him on. The brunette closed his eyes and reveled in the sweet sounds that left you, suckling lightly. Two fingers prodded at your entrance, slipping through the slick and burying themselves to the second knuckle within your quivering walls.

One of your hands wormed into his hair and tugged, urging him up to meet your lips with his own as he fingered you. Teeth clashed and tongues danced, a messy wet ensemble accented by the moist sounds of his fingers thrusting in and out of your cunt. “Fuck, you’re so wet. All for me, my beautiful girl.” He moaned against your tongue. The feeling of your walls clenching around his fingers had him grinning, hazel eyes gazing into your lidded ones with lust blown and love-filled pupils. “Yeah? You like being all wet and messy just for me? Make me so fucking hard when you act like this. Such a good girl.”

Word after word, praise after praise, your heart hammered faster and faster in tune with the pacing of his fingers curling and twisting and slipping inside you. Your fingers dug into his shoulder as he lay on his side to your left, gaze fixated on his expression whilst his ministrations continued. Your teeth dug into your lip, your eyes watering again as the bundle in your belly grew tighter and tighter.

“You close, baby? Huh?” The nod you gave him had him peppering wet, open mouthed kisses over your neck, a third finger joining the first two and stretching you wider. “Go ahead. Cum for me, my sweet Angel.” Your vision flooded with white and a sharp squeal left you, back arching as you clamped tight around his digits still slipping into you. Thighs quivering, lungs burning and cheeks dampened with pleasured tears, you slumped to the mattress, burying your face in Dylan’s shoulder.

He peppered soft kisses to your temple, working you through your high before withdrawing his hand. He cradled you close and murmured sweet words in your ear, praising you for doing so well, for listening and making him feel so good just to touch you. It was your first with him, but it wouldn’t be the last, you thought as he cradled you, smiles on both of your faces.

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