#vincenthacker

[venicebixch]

Hey love! Can you pls do a smut where they f*ck in one of his cars? Like it first starts of with her teasing him and then she rides him sumthin like that hihihi ty<333

Desperate

smut! oral (f), exhibition-y, maybe a little degradation. enjoy!

Desperate - probably a word overused in these situations but no other describes how you feel right now. The aching between your legs has grown to consume your entire body now, your breathing heavy and shallow. All you can think about is having him inside of you, pounding you into submission as you scratch your nails down his back and whine uncontrollably.

You look over at him, his brown eyes focused on the road in front of you guys as he drives you to his parents house for dinner. He’s oblivious to the filthy thoughts racing through your head and you can’t help but smile a little as you bite your lip. He notices your gaze from the corner of his eyes and looks at you.

“What?” He asks, a small smile pulling at the corners of his own mouth.

Should you tell him what you’re thinking? It wouldn’t be hard for him to guess if he had to, you do this a lot; like that time at the pool party where you lured him into the bathroom, or the time you guys fucked in the dressing room at the mall. You were always horny at the worst times and the Seattle trip to meet his parents is no exception. And, even though he never turns you down or says it bothers him, you still feel a little guilty at how needy you are.

The sliver of guilt you feel still isn’t enough to calm you, though. Unsure of what to say, you only shrug in response. Your smile turns to a smoulder as the thoughts become more intrusive - the gray sweatpants he has on certainly aren’t helping your case. You let out a small sigh. Maybe this time it would be better to show him what you’re thinking rather than tell him.

You glance beside you to make sure no other cars are next to you on the highway, and luckily it’s pretty dark outside now so even if someone passes, they shouldn’t be able to see inside. You slide your shoes off and undo your seatbelt, lifting your butt off the seat and sliding your pants down along with your underwear. You feel the car jolt a little to the side as Vinnie clears his throat.

“Y/n,” he says, his voice low. You look at him again and his eyes are glued back on the road in front of you, the light of the cars on the other side of the median lighting his face just enough to see his beet red cheeks. Your devious smile returns and you stay silent as you lift your shirt over your head and undo your bra to expose your tits. Though it’s unlikely anyone could possibly see you right now, it still adds a bit of excitement at the possibility of getting caught. You put one foot on the dashboard and bring the other to the seat, spreading your legs.

“Baby,” he says, almost in a whisper this time. His grip on the steering wheel is so tight his knuckles are turning white.

“Vinnie,” you say softly as you bring your fingers to your mouth, soaking them in spit before you move them down to your drenched slit, rubbing small circles over your swollen clit. Your body shudders at the feeling but it’s nothing compared to how he could make you feel. You rest your head against the seat behind you and your eyes trail to the growing bulge in his pants as you keep working yourself.

“We’re almost there,” he says, looking back over at you and soaking up the sight of what you’re doing to yourself.

“But we’re not there yet,” you smile again, sliding your middle finger inside of yourself.

“Fuck. What - what do you want me to do? Pull over and fuck you right here on the side of the highway?” He snickers, though his question is rhetorical. He already knows the answer.

“Mmhm,” you nod, bringing your free hand to your tits, squeezing one of your nipples tightly.

“Can’t wait until we’re back at the airbnb?”

“No,” you shake your head, a small pout resting on your lips.

“And what if a state trooper or a good samaritan pulls up behind us wondering if we need help?”

“Then we’d both be in a world of trouble,” you giggle a little.

“That doesn’t scare you?”

“Not enough to make me not wanna do it,” you say. You start to curl your fingers just right against your walls, making your leg jerk a little and a small moan leaves your mouth.

He shakes his head, focusing his narrowed eyes on the road again. He switches on the blinker to make his way across the 3 lanes to the shoulder of the road then slows to a stop, putting the car in park.

You laugh a little, excited by his reaction. “I’m surprised you’re gonna do it.”

Without saying a word and before you can do anything else, he unbuckles his seatbelt and gets out of the car. You pull your fingers away from your core and watch in confusion as he slams the door behind him and walks over to your side to open your door.

“What -” you start to say and get cut off by his hand wrapping around your throat, squeezing just enough to be uncomfortable and earning a whine from you as your fingers wrap around his wrist.

“Of course I’m gonna do it,” he says through lightly clenched teeth. “With you sitting beside me, fingering yourself,” he presses his lips to yours and wraps his free hand around your thigh, pulling your legs out of the car.

“Vinnie,” you break away from the kiss. “Someone’s gonna see.”

“Thought you didn’t care?” His lips trail down your neck, his hot breath lingering against your skin.

“I -” you try to say, but the words won’t come out. Your eyes roll back and the thud of your heart against your chest gets harder. You weren’t being serious when you said you didn’t care but maybe you really don’t care - maybe the risk of getting caught is a small price to pay for him to satisfy you right now.

His small moans as he sucks on your sweet spot sends chills down your back as the realization of the kind of hold this man has on you fully sets in. You’ll never get enough of him. He could fuck you senseless every day for the rest of your life and it still won’t be enough, and constantly being in a frenzy for him is going to get you into real trouble one of these days. You know this yet you can’t pull yourself away from him.

Your hand grips his shirt collar as his mouth leaves the fresh bruise on your neck to continue down to your tits. You scoot forward a little and lean the curve of your back against the middle console, spreading your legs to give him better access and accepting your fate with him. If your raging desire for him takes you down, then so be it.

You look down to watch him as his tongue swirls around one of your nipples, teasing you as it glides warmly over the bud and leaving a thin layer of wetness in its path to cool and harden it. He pulls away with a small string of spit connecting from his mouth to your tit as he moves to the other one to give it the same treatment.

“Mmm,” you moan, tilting your head back while placing one foot on the inside of the door enjoying every bit of this.

Soon after, he licks his way down to your inner thighs. He can feel the heat radiating from you and the light glistening off your pussy was all he needed to see to lose it as he dives in, desperate to taste you now and latching right on to your clit.

The moans leaving your mouth are muffled by the sounds of the cars racing past you guys and this frustrates him. All he wants is to hear you but he knows you’re enjoying yourself so he keeps on for a few more minutes, lapping up every ounce of you.

He slides his finger into you, searching for that spongy spot inside that drives you crazy and as soon as he finds it, the pleasure ripples through you as your favorite feeling in the world starts to creep up, knotting your stomach and curling your toes.

Your fingers tug on his hair with no mind to how hard you’re pulling as you become consumed by your orgasm. Just as soon as it’s over he pulls back and stands, leaving you a breathless dripping mess.

“Scoot,” he nudges you. You swallow and move to straddle the console, surely leaving a wet spot as he slides into the seat, shutting the door behind him. He takes his shirt off and pulls his pants down just far enough to let his pretty, aching cock spring out before he wraps his hand around your waist, pulling you back on top of him.

You don’t waste a second to sink down onto it, fully coating him in your cum. A groan leaves his mouth and his hand grips your ass tightly as you start to grind on him, so sensitive from your orgasm that you can feel every vein on his cock pressed against the inside of your cunt.

“So naughty, couldn’t wait another hour for this, could you?” He teases, his breath against your ear sends another wave of tingles through your body. “Always gotta get your way right when you want it, huh?”

“Y - you don’t make it easy for me, y’know?” You moan.

“I didn’t do anything,” he says, thrusting up to meet each of your movements.

“The sweatpants… and the way you kissed me earlier. You knew,” you moan as he picks up his pace a little. “You knew what you were doing.”

He chuckles as his lips meet the curve of your neck. He can’t deny he does a lot of these things on purpose, like grabbing your waist just a little too tightly and lingering just a little too long as he walks past you in public or at the house, always kissing you in a way that leaves you wanting more, or making sure you see him with a towel wrapped a bit too low around his waist when he gets out of the shower.

It’s unbelievable how easy you are to turn on and he’s made it his mission to do it whenever possible, but he’ll never admit it to you. He likes watching you struggle and seeing the glazed look in your eyes and the bite on your lip when you’re horny and trying to hide it. It’s his favorite pastime.

“I think you’re just a desperate little thing,” he says, moaning a little. “Aren’t you?”

“I am,” you nod. “I just… I love you, and I want you all the time,” you tilt your head back and move your hand down to rub your still sensitive clit.

“I love you too, baby,” he smiles, kissing his way from your neck to your lips. “My sweet girl.”

Your small moans get louder and come out faster as you get closer to your next orgasm and it doesn’t take long before you’re there again.

“M’cumming,” you groan, dragging your nails down his shoulder, leaving a trail of red skin in their place as you pulse around him. Your wetness coats him all the way down your thighs to the seat below you guys as you shamelessly let it all out. His own follows right after you, low grumbles and unintelligible words leave his mouth as he fills you to the brim.

Both of your movements eventually slow down, leaving you both breathless and tired.

You lay limp in his arms with your head against his rising and falling chest as the lust starts to exit your mind, leaving clarity in its place. You start to come back to your surroundings, and glance out of the window facing the road just in time to see a cop slow on the other side of the median. Your heart instantly leaps into your throat and you lift yourself off of him, climbing to the driver seat.

“What?” He asks, looking out of the back window. His eyes quickly find what yours did and he pulls his pants up and tosses yours to you along with your shirt. “God damn it,” he says with a worried look on his face as he frantically gathers himself.

As nervous as you are, you can’t help but giggle as you get dressed. “You jinxed us!”

He smiles, shaking his head. “Don’t even play with me, woman.”

You slide your shirt on just in time to swap spots with him and act innocent as the cop pulls up behind you guys.

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[pinkcocaines1ut]

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐲  𝐯.𝐡.

warnings : unedited work, smut*, praising, oral both receiving, choking, slapping, swearing, nipple play, breath play, mention of death, cigarettes, alcohol, lmk if I forgot anything

↝ this is not edited I haven't even read over it, please ignore any mistakes I will fix them then I wake up... I love u sm <3 

vinnie hacker x fem reader

notes for reader : lower case intended, I switch from first, second pain third person regularly to get the full experience for you <3  2.3k words

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I wore pretty lace lingerie putting over a silk dress top, that was far too big for me. putting my hair into a bun grabbing a glass of red wine and a cigarette, lighting it, sitting beside my bathroom window, looking over Paris at night. it really is as beautiful as people describe it. and its so much better when you are with your boyfriend, he wasn't home yet but he was about to be, and you wanted to wear this because you were horny and you knew he would be too. the street lights were bright and flowed into the bathroom. slating between the broken curtains of the French bathroom. the wind blew the cigarette in a thin line out the window each time you exhaled the toxic smoke. that you knew would kill you but, that's the fun of it. you were accompanied by a box of cherries that, you had been eating one every few minutes fiddling with the stem of the cherry in your mouth tying each one into knots trying to perfect the skill all night waiting for vinnie to come back to the apartment. 

the door to the bathroom creeped open due to the air flow, making your eyes dart towards the bedroom door watching as vinnie stood there staring at you wearing not much at all. “hi” you whispered. he started at your cherry red glossy lips, making him hard thinking about the way you’d taste. wine, cigarettes and cherries. he almost moaned thinking about you. he walked up to you grabbing your throat kissing you slowly tasting exactly how he thought you would. vinnie leans back up from you sat on the window sill. “you coming?” “mhm” you say following him to the bedroom, watching him sit down in a random chair that was red leather. the cold leather mixed with the way you looked tonight made him shiver, eyes fluttering down your body staring at every inch. 

I straddle his lap leaning down to kiss him, feeling him underneath my pussy. just a thin fabric of my panties and the dress pants he's wearing, between us, begging to be removed. I pull away grabbing onto his waist band pulling on his zipper, making him lift his hips up, taking me with him slightly as im on top of him. once his pants are below his hips he grabs himself from his boxers feeling him against my stomach as he leans back up to my lips desperate to feel my lips again. I reach over to the table beside him, grabbing a cherry from the box of cherries placing the stem of one into my mouth delicately, leaving the red fruit hanging from the end of the stem as vinnie pulled it from my mouth popping it into his mouth, leaving the stem in my mouth as I slide it inside fiddling with it on my tongue slowly rocking my hips around trying to create some sort of relief, attracting his cock towards me. it throbbing against the soft skin of my stomach. “oh fuck baby” vinnie moans feeling the tension build up in his dick 

I lean my head back down sticking out my tongue showing him the knotted cherry stem on my the tip of my tongue. his mouth gathers more saliva trying to hold himself off from cumming at the sight of you. he leans up sucking my tongue taking the stem into his own mouth, as I push his chin up kissing on his neck creating hickies onto his neck. 

he then sticks his tongue showing the now undone knot on his tongue making me smile as he spits it across the room, immediately grabbing onto my hips pulling me from him “get on your fucking knees” he says. I immediately get onto my knees, as he grabs onto my hair making me whimper. him slapping my face before kissing the cheek he slapped. his pants were now off him thrown onto the chair you were previously on. “look at how hard you make me, you haven't even touched me yet” he teases, holding his hand infront of my mouth “spit” and that's exactly what you did, spitting not his hand watching as he moved his hand from infront of your face towards his dick, now coated in your spit. putting it onto his dick slowly moving it up and dow his thick cock. smiling at his movements watching as the your spit is spread across him, that your spit is the only one on his cock, the only one that he likes. he notices you staring at him, pulling his hand from his dick slapping you on your cheek, feeling the wetness of your spit mixed with his precum on your cheek, making yourself even hornier. I push myself up more connecting my lips to the tip of his cock kissing his before looking up at him seeing him already staring at me. 

I push my head onto him just over halfway down his dick feeling him hit the uvula at the back of my throat.  I grab onto the sides of his thighs stabling myself as I push my head down further pulling off him. vinnie smiling at the glossy cherry coloured ring circled around his cock, from your lips, feeling his dick throb in your grand holding the under side of his dick as you sucked and kisses the tip of his dick, making him feel slightly sensitive, I tilt my head to the side engulfing his cock down my throat, slowly sucking up and down increasing my speed ever so slowly allowing him to feel every inch of your mouth covering his dick. the ring of cherry melting into his cock as your saliva spread it out. making it appear redder than usual. 

your mouth felt bewildering wrapped around him so perfectly, never getting tired of the way you sucked him off so well each and every time. he clenched his eyes shut feeling your nails dig into the sides of his thighs trying to keep your gags on his cock at bay. it being extremely difficult at how big he is. his soft low moans filled the room littered with the yellow colour palette that casts onto the wall opposite the windows from the lights of other peoples bedrooms across the street.

he looks down at you completely engorged in the desire he felt for you growing every moment he was with you. he held your head still grabbing onto your hair, pumping into you slowly making sure to not make you choke wanting it to be okay for you as much as it was for him. he felt himself melt in your mouth his legs feeling numb “fuck I love you so much” he couldn't help but make his emotions known, you deserving to know how good you made him feel. your cheeks burn from his comment as he pulls himself from your mouth watching you scramble to your feet, him immediately kissing you not wanting to wait any longer to feel your balmy lips against his own once more. he pulls back from you staring at your swollen lips filled with lust. finding himself staring a little too long at your lips completely engulfed with the sight of you 

grabbing the shoulders of your silky dress shirt pulling it from you letting it drop onto the floor. as he fiddles with the straps of your bra, feeling his mouth go dry at the sight of your plump tits bouncing as they are let free, him forgetting every time how much you leave him speechless with your beauty. you put your finger under his chin dragging his eyes from your boobs to your eyes. “do you like the lingerie? I wasn't sure if you were going to like the colour and maybe-” he kissed your lips making you relax “I love it” “okay” I whisper, he kisses down my neck pushing my chin back with his fingertips making me moan at the feeling of him sucking on my sweet spot. he grabs onto my waist driving me into the nearest wall as his hands are now on either side of me as I grab onto his hair for any support to accomodate the sudden change in roughness. “fuck” I moan highly as he kisses down my collar bone pushing his hips against mine, digging them into the wall pressing flat as his kisses get lower, travelling towards my pussy. he skin melts like a piece of candy between his lips, finding himself addicted to the taste of her. he moans into her skin as he grabs the backs of her thighs pulling them up so her legs are wrapped around his waist as he keeps kissing her sucking more love bites int the soft skin of her tits.making his way to her nipples sucking on them swirling his tongue, making her moan quiet at the gesture. he turns them around walking towards the bed as he walks towards the bed 

as much as vinnie loves the view of your ass jiggling with every slap and thrust he makes on you, he wants nothing more than to look at your face, overflow with pleasure, so he drops you on your back kissing your sternum once making his way down grabbing your thighs pinching them as he kisses your pussy placing a slap onto it making you squirm under his touch. he bites down onto the fringe of your panties grazing his teeth over your skin as he pulls them from your body revealing yourself to him. “fuck” he whispers immediately ducking his head down to you pussy making you squeal feeling his tongue against you twirling around you feeling something cold looking down seeing an ice cube in his mouth, not having a stable mindset to even think about where he just got that from, as soon as you feel the ice press against your clit you pull away feeling too much, but vinnie keeps a strong hold on you pulling you closer to his face so he can eat you out, and that's exactly what he did 

“if we are gonna cum its gonna be when im fucking you” he holds his hand on either side of you kissing you feeling his frigid tongue warm up in your mouth, but then the ice cube is passed from his mouth to yours as he pushes it between your lips. “good girl” he whispers. feeling the ice cube melt into your mouth. your too busy on the ice cube so notice vinnie lining up as he pushes into you roughly making you moan out letting your mouth fall open allowing the melted ice water fall from one side of your lips. “oh fuck” you swallow, focusing on his dick. him looking at you kissing your forehead as he speeds up his thrusts. he grabs onto her hands holding them above her head before moving them to her thighs opening them up for his hips to fit with each motion 

as he changes speeds from hard and fast to slow then to deep and slow then speeding up again. feeling yourself slip in and out of wariness, at the overwhelming feeling. “im gonna cum” “beg for it” he says speeding up, when you don’t, he slows down coming to a stop making your eyes flutter open “what did I just say” he says making me shaking my head in response “right then you’re gonna have to cum real soon” he wraps his had around my throat tightly so I can't breathe, I grab onto his wrist “if you wanna breathe you have to cum” his words made her cum alone, and hearing her choked out moans made him feel himself feel close to his high. feeling herself tighten around his cock. unable to take breaths, she starts to see white stars as she cums on his cock, regaining her sight, able to breathe once more as he lets go stopping his movements as she looks up at him following his eyesight down to her pussy looking at his shiny abdomen and hand, he looks back up to your face moving slowly again. “you squirted” he smiles, making me go slightly red. I giggle “that's how good you fuck me-”, but am cut off by my own gasp as he pushes into me again, feeling my hypersensitive core get used again. “wait vinnie” I reach out for his pelvis trying to push him away but he grabs onto him throat leaning down into my neck “you’re gonna cum again, okay baby? you know the safe word” I nod at his comment, feeling the knot build up again much quicker than I expected.

 I mutter his name mixed with moans as he cuts them off by grabbing a hold of my throat again “ready?” he asks feeling himself ready to cum, I nod allowing him to press his strong fingers into the sides of my neck again, feeling my air flow cut off once more, my walls tighten and I feel him cum shoot into me sending me over the edge cumming before I faint. “oh my god” I close my eyes as he fucks into me more to make sure his cum won't spill out.

as much as he wants to clean us up he can't, hes too tired. he grabs my forearms pulling me off the now wet bed putting me on the toilet, making me pee as he pulls of the sheets putting them beside the bed before getting me onto the uncovered bed putting the duvet over me as he goes and gets water. I hold my arms out allowing him to climb into my arms cuddling in. 

- L28

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[venicebixch]

No Nut November

smut with a side of smut for this one. some spanking, breath play, degradation and edging. strong sexual language. i think that’s it. enjoy!

I let out a loud huff and roll over to look at Vinnie. He’s not streaming but he has been playing Valorant for 5 straight hours.

“Vinnie?” I say.

“Yeah,” he says, still staring at the computer screen.

“Pay attention to me.”

He chuckles. “What?”

I stand up and walk over to him. “Pay attention to me,” I say, wrapping my arms around him from behind.

He smiles. “Give me like 10 more minutes.”

I playfully grab his hair and shake his head gently. “You’re killing me, Vin.”

“I’m sorry,” he says, pursing his lips but still not looking away from the screen.

I lean back in and kiss his cheek. “I’m horny,” I say softly in his ear. I swear I heard his breathing stop for a moment.

“You know I can’t,” he shakes his head.

“Please?” I say in a pouting tone.

He bites his bottom lip and glances at me. “I can’t, y/n.”

I cross my arms. “Why? What’s even the fucking point of no nut November?”

“It’s a challenge. It’s… I don’t know. It’s just something I want to do.”

“It’s only the 7th. You’re gonna leave me hanging for 3 more weeks?”

“You knew I planned on doing this, we talked about it weeks ago,” he says, smiling and shaking his head.

“I didn’t agree to it though,” I lean back in and wrap my arms around him again. “Please. I need you. I want you.”

I kiss his temple and move my hands down the front of his bare chest. I see his cheeks flush slightly and a little tent starts to form in his sweatpants.

“Y/n, stop. I’m sticking to this challenge.”

I smile knowing I’m getting to him, and bring my hands up and rest them on the sides of his neck. I can feel his rapid heart rate.

“Your body says differently,” I kiss his cheek again and work my way down to his neck. I stop and suck on what I know is his most sensitive spot. The hard on in his pants grows even more.

He dies in the game, and let’s out a loud sigh.

“Was that my fault?” I ask innocently.

He puts his hands over his face and sits there silent for a moment.

“I’m gonna extend it through December if you don’t stop,” he says, looking at me with an angry expression.

I roll my eyes. “Whatever! I guess I’ll fucking do it myself.”

“What?” He asks. I walk over the the nightstand beside his bed where I keep my vibrator.

“Y/n, please,” he pleads as his eyes widen.

I smirk at him and drop my pants and underwear, sliding my tank top off. I’m standing completely naked in front of him and raise my eyebrows. His eyes slowly scan my body and his cheeks get even redder.

“I have needs, Vinnie. I’m gonna get them taken care of one way or the other. I’d prefer your help but I can do it myself if I have to,” I say, climbing into his bed.

I turn the vibrator on, spreading my legs slowly and look over at him. He’s slouched in his gaming seat, mouth parted slightly. He looks like he wants to look away but can’t.

I smile, biting my lip as I drag the vibrator over my tits and down my stomach before finally reaching my clit. The feeling is intense and my body starts pulsing almost immediately.

I close my eyes and throw my head back, moaning. I grab the headboard behind me, losing myself in the pleasure.

I feel myself edging closer to my orgasm and lean my head back up. When I open my eyes, Vinnie is standing over me.

“I swear to fucking god, y/n. You piss me off so bad sometimes,” he says, grabbing the vibrator from my hands and ruining my almost orgasm.

“Stop, Vinnie! Give it to me, I was close!”

He grabs my throat and squeezes, cutting off my blood supply. He brings his nose down to mine. “No, I’m gonna give you want you fucking want.”

I bring my hand to wrap around his wrist and he smacks one of my tits, causing me to groan out.

“Come here,” he says, grabbing my arms and roughly pulling me to the edge of the bed so that my head is hanging off.

“I love you, y/n, but you make me fucking crazy. I don’t know why you have to act like a spoiled fucking brat all the time,” he drops his sweatpants and kicks them to the side. His cock is directly over my face.

He brings my arms off the side of the bed and stands over them so that I can’t move them. He puts himself up to my mouth and shoves himself in, pushing to the back of my throat as he groans.

The feeling causes me to gag, sending waves of pleasure and discomfort through my body. My nipples immediately get harder and my legs close together.

He starts thrusting as I do my best to keep my lips wrapped around him.

His hand comes up and smacks each of my tits, causing me to moan out.

“Such a needy fucking girl,” he moans. “You’re so fucking desperate, you can’t go a fucking month without my dick down your throat.”

He picks up the pace and I swear I can feel him halfway down my throat. His thrusting causes me to make gargling noises and saliva starts to drip down my face, into my hair and in my eyes.

I close my eyes and try to brace with his movements. I start feeling like I’m lacking air and can’t breathe, causing my body tense in response. He notices and pulls out of my mouth, letting me gasp for air.

“Fuck Vinnie,” I say, when I finally catch my breath. Tears start to form in my eyes.

He laughs, looking down at me. “You beg for my fucking cock and when you get it you act like you can’t handle it?”

He smacks himself across my face a few times and then grabs my arms, pulling me off the bed and on to the floor.

“Turn over,” he says, forcefully flipping my on to my stomach. “Bring your ass up, keep your head down.”

I do as he says and move to my knees. He comes down behind me and spits on my pussy, adding to my already soaked core. His tongue runs up and down my slit, from my clit to my entrance. I can feel his nose buried against my ass as he slips his tongue inside of me.

“Mmm, fuck Vinnie,” I moan out. My cheek is pressed against the cold hard wood floor and I feel pain in my knees from the way they’re pressed against the ground.

He smacks my ass while his tongue is still in me, causing me to yelp out. His mouth moves to my clit, wrapping around it and sucking perfectly. The new sensation takes my mind off the discomfort I feel in my knees.

It’s not long before I feel that orgasm come back from earlier. My stomach tightens and my toes curl. “I’m gonna cum!” I practically yell.

He stops and pulls away.

I look back at him angrily. “Why the fuck did you stop!” I can feel the tears streaming down my cheeks from my frustration.

He lets out what sounds like an evil laugh. “You pissed me, y/n,” he shrugs. “You think I’m gonna let you cum that easy?”

I shake my head and stand up. “It’s already been 10 fucking days since we’ve done anything. I told you I’ll do it myself, and you got mad,” I grab my vibrator off the bed. “It’s not my fault you can’t stick to your stupid pointless challenge.”

I start to walk away and he grabs me, pushing me on my back onto the bed.

“You were fucking teasing me and you know it. You could have gone in the bathroom right there and done what you needed to do quietly and I wouldn’t have said a word. But you laid right here, spread out on my bed, naked, with a vibrator pressed against your clit as you moaned.”

He climbs on top of me, and lines himself with my entrance. “Laying here acting like a needy little whore. Like an addict who can’t go a few fucking weeks without her fix.”

He pushes himself into me and his hand wraps around my throat again. “And I’m only a man, y/n. What else am I gonna do? With you laid out, literally begging for me with those pretty red cheeks and your body on full display.”

He starts thrusting. “Of course I’m gonna fucking break and you knew that. That’s what you wanted from me.”

His hand around my throat is causing me to get lightheaded, and I groan out. His cock slams into me mercilessly. “Fuck,” I moan with my last bit of breath, closing my eyes. Just as I feel myself starting to fade out and I start disappearing into darkness, his hand relaxes and blood rushes back to my head. I take a deep breath in and open my eyes, trying to bring myself back to reality.

“God damn it, Vinnie,” I moan, completely submitting to him.

He smiles down at me and his eyes scan my face for a moment. He leans in and kisses my forehead and then my lips.

“You’re okay, baby,” he says softly. He bends down and starts sucking my neck and biting gently. It feels amazing but I can’t let him leave a hickey, I’m going to visit my family in a few days.

“Don’t leave any marks, Vin,” I beg.

He ignores me and keeps sucking.

“Vinnie,” I say, half heartedly trying to push him back. I shouldn’t let him leave a mark but at the same time, it feels so fucking good. I start to let out small moans.

Finally after a few minutes, he pulls back and laughs, looking at what he did.

“Did you leave a hickey?” I ask, giving him a pouty face.

“Just a few,” he smiles.

“Fuck, Vinnie!”

“You wanna act like a brat you’re gonna face the consequences,” he says.

His thrusting starts to pick up again, and I feel my orgasm finally approaching for a 3rd time.

I try to keep my eyes from rolling back as I tighten around him. The pleasure is almost overwhelming.

“Are you about to cum?” He asks.

“No,” I moan. I know he’s going to be mad when he realizes I’m lying but I want to cum. I don’t want him to ruin it again.

“You better not be fucking lying,” he says, grabbing one of my tits and pinching my nipple.

“I’m not,” I moan, trying to keep myself together as it gets closer. Finally the pleasure comes to a peak, and I throw my head back, grabbing his arms and scratching him as hard as I can as payback for his teasing and hickeys.

“Fuck, y/n,” he moans. His thrusts become uneven and I feel his warm cum fill me up, only intensifying my pleasure.

I can feel the heat radiating from my flushed face after my orgasm passes. Once he’s finished, he stops thrusting and lays on top of me, breathing heavy with his chest rising and falling against mine.

“I came,” I say after a moment.

He chuckles. “Me too.”

I giggle and he kisses me gently. I wrap my arms around him, bringing him into me to enjoy the feeling of him resting inside of me.

“Isn’t this way better than torturing yourself for a month?” I say quietly.

“Honestly… I fucked up and masturbated like 4 days ago.”

I gasp and push him away. “You asshole, why would you force me to sit around going crazy?!”

He laughs. “You’re just so fucking cute when you’re mad. And I wanted to see how desperate you would get for me. I like watching you beg for me.”

I can’t help but smile even though I’m mad. “You know what Vinnie? Just for that, you’re not allowed to touch me for a whole month.”

He laughs again. “We’ll see about that,” he says, burying his face back in my neck.

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[venicebixch]

Can we PLEASE get a dirty filthy step bro smut? With dom!vinnie and a very sub!reader who feels a little guilty but gives into him anyway?

Unforgivable

warnings: step brother smut with an emphasis on the step brother part featuring another request on top of this one for yandere!vinnie (if you don’t know what that means, i suggest Googling it before deciding if you’re comfortable reading). and it’s more intense than what i usually write. size kink, breeding kink, vinnie is a panty snatcher homewrecker. enjoy.

minors and blogs without an age listed in their bio please DNI.

This is wrong. You repeat it to yourself over and over again, the rational part of your mind begging you to stop but your hands defy you as they wander down his bare chest, over every curve on his abs, tracing his tattoos down to the V line disappearing under his sweatpants. Drool is nearly spilling out of your mouth from the temptation. 

It’s hard to believe just a few minutes ago you were sobbing, clinging onto his shirt over your now ex-boyfriend after the asshole broke up with you over text for no reason at all. But that feels like a lifetime ago already, with the battle between your lust and guilt waging in your mind. 

He lifts his hips to pull his pants down, his hard cock springing into existence for you for the first time. The sight of it nearly stops your erratic heart, and suddenly what you’re about to do becomes real. You’re about to fuck your step brother. 

Before you have time to back out of the situation, his hands graze your waist to undo your bra, letting your tits fall against your chest. He flips you over so you’re on your stomach.  “Let’s get these off,” he whispers, snapping the sides of your panties against your skin. His eyes stay glued to the cotton clinging to your pussy and the bite he has on his lip is so strong it could draw blood if he’s not careful as he starts to pulls them down.

Your face burns with embarrassment at the thought of it - him seeing you fully naked, you letting him put his hands wherever he pleases. “Vinnie wait-“ you shift to turn on your back but his hands stay pressed against your thighs to keep you from moving too much. 

“What, baby?” 

“I don’t think -“ 

“Don’t tell me you don’t want this,” he cuts you off. “I know you do,” one of his hand travels up to your core, pushing your panties to the side to expose you. A desperate whine leaves your throat and your legs spread further apart despite every thread of your sanity telling you to close them. “Just let it happen,” he says, sliding his fingers down to your clit. “There’s nothing wrong with it.” 

“There is,” you try to insist sternly in hopes to convince him but the words come out mixed with moans. You curse yourself silently - how dare you let this happen and how dare you enjoy this? 

“Why? We’re not related by blood,” he says, his voice laced with some sort of amusement but you can’t see what’s funny about this. “You want this.” 

Oh, fuck it. He’s right. You do. You untense your muscles, relaxing your body into the bed and turn your face to hide it in the pillow as if that’s gonna release you of your responsibility and absolve you of this unforgivable act when it’s all said and done. 

He grins. “Trust me, I won’t let you regret it,” he says, pulling your panties down your legs and shuddering in excitement at the sight underneath them. He expected you to be pretty but god, you’re perfect. 

He throws them to the floor by his clothes, knowing he’ll be keeping them for his secret collection. He runs his finger down your slit again, soaking them before pushing them inside of you. Your moan fills the space around you guys, sounding like music to his ears. 

He’s heard it before but never like this, never by his own hand. He almost can’t believe it. 

“You’re so pretty, baby,” he coos down at you. A smile pulls his lips across his face as he watches you writhe against the sheets, your hands gripping them so tight you might tear a hole in them. 

His praise sends elation coursing through your body, filling you with satisfaction and confidence. “You’re - pretty too,” you say, your words broken up by moans. 

“Yeah?” He smiles. “Thank you, sweet girl.” He pulls your hips up, placing you in a doggy position and sinks further down the bed, kissing his way to your thighs until your swollen clit is just a tongue swipe away. The excitement of having him where he definitely shouldn’t be has you crying out for relief, a little too loudly. 

“Shh,” he kisses your clit, your legs nearly snap shut at how stimulating that small contact was. “Gotta be quiet, okay?” 

With a breathy hum, you go silent, scolding yourself. You nearly forgot where you are, who you’re with, and what you’re doing. Your parents would kill you both if they knew what you were up to in here. “Okay,” you nod, and try to calm yourself. It’s just that you’ve never been so worked up before, it’s almost impossible to stay quiet but you try your best. 

Once he’s sure you’ve controlled yourself, he smiles. “Good girl. Stay just like that for me,” he says. His eyes soak up the sight of your messy cunt. He’s painfully hard now and he can feel his heart beating so hard and fast in his chest, it flutters down to his stomach to leave him with butterflies. 

As he teases your clit, he remembers all those times he had his fist wrapped around his cock, jacking off over your worn thongs in his clenched hand with his ear pressed against the wall while he listened to you pleasure yourself, wishing desperately that he could be the one making you feel good. 

There were times he was tempted to barge into your room and just take you for himself. He always had his suspicions you meant for him to hear you, anyway. The buzzing of your vibrator mixed with your moans in the middle of the night couldn’t possibly have gone unnoticed by him. You were oblivious to what he heard of course, but he was convinced you had to have known your hold over him, teasing him with the noises you made with only a thin wall separating you two for the last few years. 

Not to mention the times he came home early, making no effort to be quiet as he passed your room and still heard your sweet moans. You wanted him to hear you, he was almost sure of it. 

And now that he’s got you here, legs spread and dripping for him, he has no doubt in his mind left. His desire for you that’s turned into an unhealthy obsession is finally going to be fulfilled. He couldn’t have it any other way. You’re going to be his, permanently. He’ll be sure of it, your parents and people’s judgement of the taboo relationship be damned. 

He turns on to his back with you hovering over his face and presses his tongue flat against your clit. Waves of pleasure like you’ve never felt them before wash over you, wiping your mind clean of any coherent thoughts. You simply can’t help the whines that spill from your mouth, desperate and needy for more of his touch and just like you’re speaking a language only he can understand, he pushes his mouth harder against you and delves another finger inside of you. 

The pleasure is all consuming, the only thing that makes sense are your devious thoughts about how wrong this is and how that somehow makes it all the better, fueling you to drive closer and closer to your orgasm and within minutes your coming undone around him, your pussy pulsing against his fingers and mouth. 

A grin spreads across his face at the realization of what he’s just accomplished, making you cum. The first time of many more to come, he’s sure. 

You fall forward on to the bed and turn over to your back practically panting as moved between your legs and kisses his way up your stomach to your neck, stopping to suck again over the fresh bruise he left when this ordeal started it, before finally meeting your lips.

His kiss is unmistakably tender; a little too sweet, like it’s something he’s wanted to do for a while. It makes you wonder just how long he’s been waiting to do it and whether it’s in momentary lust or signaling his deeper intent with you.

He pulls away and your eyes wander across his face, taking special note of his jawline sharpened even more than usual with clenched teeth, and the way his full lips stay pursed like they’re ready to take yours again at any time. 

You’ve never once thought of him as anything other than your step brother before this. You never allowed yourself to cross that hard boundary but with him on top of you, blinking slowly, you can’t lie to yourself about how beautiful he really is and it’s hard to keep feeling guilty about this. 

It leaves you trying to rationalize it, and justify it. You’re both adults, after all, and he’s right - you aren’t actually related, it was just dumb fate and unfair circumstances that led you to him. Had you met another way, there’d be no reason to feel ashamed of this. 

His hands slide under your thighs, pushing your knees toward you. His tip brushes against your cunt, knotting your stomach with excitement at the gentle teasing of it as your legs wrap around him, holding on to him like you’re afraid he’ll vanish into thin air if you don’t.

He smiles down at you, admiring the sheen of sweat coating your body, your messy hair, and the way you look so small beneath him. He could probably break you in half if he wanted. 

He moves to his knees, staying between your legs and pulling you closer to him. “Look,” he says softly, tapping your thigh. “Want you to watch this.” You prop yourself on your elbows and follow his gaze to the sight between your legs as he pushes into you. Your mouth drops open as the feeling of him stretching you out makes you gasp. “Fuck, baby. Gonna remember this forever, aren’t you?” 

Your head falls back into the pillow again and you nod. He chuckles and nuzzles his face into your neck, this time only licking the same bruised spot that’s so sensitive it almost hurts now. 

“Of course you will, we’ll be doing this daily from now on, won’t we?” He says.

Will you? You suppose it’ll all depend on how you feel once this is over but right now that seems like it just might be the case. You hum in response. 

“Tell me that,” he starts to thrust, slow and long strokes that make you tense and cry out. “Tell me we’re gonna do this every day. That you’re gonna let me sneak in here and fuck you to sleep every night from now on.” 

Your eyes roll back, pleasure burning through you like a wildfire. “Every day,” you mumble. 

“You promise?” 

“Yes,” you nod. 

“Okay, I believe you. Don’t disappoint me,” he smiles against your skin. 

“I won’t,” you wrap your arms around him, tangling them in his hair to keep him right where he is, adoring his body pressed against yours and his breath across your cheek with every moan that rolls off his tongue. 

“You better not,” he says. He starts moving faster, his tip brushing against the sweet spot inside of you with every little movement. He wraps one arm under your back and places his other on the headboard behind you to keep the rattling against the wall to a minimum - not because he’s worried about getting caught in the long run, in fact his plan is for you two to get found out eventually, but he’ll be damned if anyone ruins this moment right now, his first time with you. He’s waited too long for it. 

Each thrust rubs his pelvis against your clit, stimulating you to the point you nearly burst into tears but you bury your face into his shoulder to muffle your moans and keep a grip on yourself, however fleeting that grip may be. 

Soon enough you’re coming close to your second high, your face and ears radiating heat down to your chest in pure ecstasy. He quickly picks up on how your moans slowly go quiet as the feeling builds and how your body stays nearly frozen. 

“Cum, my sweet girl. Let it all out, I know you need it,” he says breathlessly. 

His words are the cherry on top, sending you tumbling over the edge once again. Your body jolts, toes curling, legs clinging to him, and fingers digging into his muscles as you ride out the single greatest orgasm you’ve ever had, moaning his name over and over again.

He chuckles in victory, finally having you cry out like this after years of imagining it. He gets the sudden, almost overwhelming urge to get rougher with you and tell you it’s not over yet but he fights it, telling himself he’s got plenty of time for that in the future. Right now, he’s gotta be careful not to overdo it. 

“I’m gonna cum too,” he groans, feeling himself getting closer. 

“Oh, wait!” You say, prying your eyes open. “I - I’m not on birth control.” 

His movements slow a little and he sighs. “Just this once, okay? If anything happens, we’ll deal with it.” 

“Vinnie-“ you whisper, begging him in your mind not to push you on the matter, because you’re weak. Your will is weak, your lust is clouding your mind and you know it but it won’t take much to convince you to let him. 

“Please,” he says. “M’gonna cum, let me cum in you pretty girl. Just once,” he pleads. His words are so sweet, so full of yearning. You can’t say no him. 

You squeeze your eyes closed and nod. “Fuck. Okay,” you whisper. You barely get the words out before you feel him painting you from the inside out and he takes his sweet time to do it, feeling every last bit of the way you’re wrapped around him, pulsing and warm. 

You both lay there for a few minutes, trying to catch your breath before he rolls over to lay next to you, keeping his body close enough to still be touching you. With each passing moment, your clarity comes back bit by bit and you’re finally faced with the reality of what you’ve just done. Your emotions are mixed with part of you already craving more and part of you feeling utterly ashamed. 

The look on your face tells him everything he needs to know about your feelings, but he doesn’t panic. He expected this and already has the aftercare he’s going to give you planned out to make sure you don’t get scared off from doing this again and again; however many times it takes to make you love him back without feeling bad about it.

He turns to you, cupping your face in his hand and laying a soft kiss to your cheek. The feeling makes you melt and you throw yourself against him for safety from your thoughts.

“Aww,” he chuckles and wraps his arms around you. “It’s all okay… felt good, didn’t it?” He smiles. He knows he’s got you right where he wants you. And tomorrow he’ll go pay your newly ex-boyfriend another visit to make sure he knows it, too. 

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[venicebixch]

Relinquish

jealous!vinnie smut. a little bit of slapping, degradation, praise. i’ll warn you now this does have some CNC themes! nothing too crazy but if that makes you uncomfortable, do not read! otherwise, enjoy :)

I can’t deny, I’ve always been the type to get a thrill out of causing some heartache from time to time, especially when it comes to men. Never without good reason, though. I’m not sure why I am this way, but I am. I don’t plan on changing, either, because the feeling is too good when I know I’ve got a guy right where I want him. Perfectly wrapped around my finger, like a puppet. And I’ve never had trouble getting guys into that situation - at least, until I met Vinnie. 

Vinnie acts like he could care less about me or what I’m doing half the time. It’s why our relationship didn’t work out, I simply can’t be with someone who doesn’t worship the ground I walk on. It’s conceited, I know, but it’s true and I’m willing to admit it.

I’m also willing to admit that nearly everything I’m doing lately is meant to draw out the worst in that man. I’m hellbent, on a mission to make him react to me; get angry with me, get jealous over me. Anything to prove he feels something for me because I’ll damned if he doesn’t.

After our breakup, it started with me wearing extra short shorts and crop tops around the house, especially around his friends. It seemed as though it was working the first few times I did it, but his friends haven’t been over much lately so I moved to posting things on instagram; bikini pics and other pictures that leave little to the imagination but then, to my surprise, my account got suspended and I’m too afraid to push the matter on another platform.

So, I had to find another way to provoke him and I finally turned to Tinder. Under normal circumstances, you wouldn’t catch me dead on that app. Not that there’s anything wrong with it, but I’ve never been the type to go looking for someone. But these are special circumstances. 

It didn’t take long for me to match with a guy, Oliver. He’s cute enough and nice. The athletic, rescues animals, picks up trash on the beach kind of guy. Hell, if I wasn’t so stuck up Vinnie’s ass, I might have actually really clicked with the guy.

Anyway, I got straight to work setting up a date and today was finally the day we went out. It was a fine experience, we even had a little bit of a makeout session, but I was eager to get back home the whole time so I’m relieved to finally be walking back into the house now. 

I peek my head inside, looking around for any sign of life - it’s pretty late, almost 3:30am, so I’m not surprised when I don’t see anyone and the house is mostly dark. I switch my phone light on and start to make my way upstairs.

As I walk toward my own room I take special note of Vinnie’s room. The lights must be off, they’re not shining from under the door. This really pisses me off. The whole damn reason I went on this stupid date was to make him mad and the asshole is already asleep. 

I sigh loudly and slam my bedroom door behind me, flipping on the light. I unzip my dress, sliding it down and undo my bra, feeling the relief of getting the tight fabric off of my body. I know it’s late, but soaking in a hot bath sounds good right now. I pick my clothes off the ground and turn around to toss them in the hamper when I see a figure laying across my bed making my heart stop for a moment. 

“Jesus, Vinnie! You scared the hell out of me,” I scold him.

I bring my hands up to my chest to cover myself and look him over, gauging the expression on his face. He looks calm and he’s fully clothed minus his shirt, laying with his back against the headboard as he sits on top of the covers. An odd sight to see.

“What the hell are you doing in here? And why are you just laying in the dark?” I ask.

“You went on a date tonight?” He asks.

I try my hardest to bite back my smile, but I can’t. “Sure did. Had a lot of fun, too.” 

“Did you fuck him?” 

A surge of adrenaline rushes through me at his question - I’m not sure if it’s excitement or anger at his prying. Or maybe I’m just a little surprised he’d ask that so outright.

“That’s none of your concern, Vin.” 

He sighs, then a small smile tugs at the corners of his lips. “Answer my question, Y/n. Did you fuck him?” 

“I’m not telling you,” I shake my head. 

He stands. His posture is stiff and tall, almost intimidating and I feel myself recoil a little as he approaches me. My eyes meet the floor and within seconds, he’s towering over me.

His hands are balled into fists at his sides as he leans down to speak quietly in my ear. “I asked you a fucking question and I’d like you to answer it. If you don’t, I promise you I’ll find out one way or the other so you may as well come clean,” he pauses for a moment. “Did you fuck him?” 

My breath catches in my throat. I can feel the heat radiating from his body - I never expected a reaction like this from him, I’m not sure if I love it or hate it.

With a pout on my face, I look up at him. “How? You don’t have any way of finding out,” I say. 

A wide smile spreads across his face and his hand wraps itself around the back of my neck as he pushes me toward the bed. “Oh, I have ways baby,” he says. 

He bends me over the bed, my cheek pressed firmly against the mattress as his free hand works its way into my thong. The feeling of him touching me for the first time in weeks instantly breaks me and I melt into the bed, burying my face into the fabric to muffle my moan. 

“You’re soaking wet,” he says, then slides his finger inside of me. “You’re still so tight, though. You never felt so small when I was done with you so he’s either got a small dick or you didn’t fuck him,” he chuckles.

“Stop Vinnie,” I say softly, still in outer space from his hands on me. I start to reach around to push his hand away but a sharp smack to my ass catches me off guard and makes me stay still. 

“You gonna make me hunt his sorry ass down and ask him?” He says.

That’s enough to make me come back to reality. “What?”

“You heard me,” he reaches forward, wrapping his hand around my throat and pulling me against him, my back against his chest. “Answer my god damn question, Y/n, I won’t ask you again. Did you fuck him?” His voice gets harsher at the end of the sentence.  

“No!” I push against him. 

“No, what?” He pushes back, harder.

“No, I didn’t fuck him you asshole.” 

He chuckles. “Thank god, baby. I don’t know what I would have done if you had… it wouldn’t have been good.” 

His words instantly trigger something in me, nanking me angry. Frustrated. Annoyed, even. As much as I’m thrilled I’ve obviously gotten to him, I can’t give him the satisfaction of thinking he won something here.

I push back against him again, this time he lets me move. “I should’ve, though,” I say, walking to the head of my bed and climbing in, getting comfortable under the covers.

“Should’ve what?” He says. He looks confused. 

“I should’ve fucked him. He was a good kisser,” I smile wide. “He had soft lips and was the perfect combination of rough and gentle as he grabbed me and pulled me toward him, sliding his tongue in with mine. God, it took my breath away.”

His eyes narrow and his demeanor turns from spiteful to cold. 

“He was cute, too, did you see him? Green eyes… you know I’m a sucker for green eyes. Perfect eyebrows. Good guy, too. Volunteers places, helps out the community. Spoiled me all night. I bet he’s a gentle lover, the type to really take his time with his girl. I definitely plan on seeing him again,” I giggle. “I can’t wait.” 

“Shut up,” he says sternly but quietly. 

“What? You jealous? Don’t like the idea of his hands on my body, his mouth on me. Licking me and sucking my clit, my tits, my neck… Cock deep inside me, sending me to magical highs while I moan his name, grinding against him, lost in the feeling like it’s just me and him in the whole world -“

“Shut the fuck up,” he storms over to me. I seal my lips, not daring to speak another word as I try to figure out just how far he’d go with his anger. I trust him not to hurt me or anything awful like that, but I’ve never seen this side of him before. 

He reaches down, yanking the covers off of me and pulling me to the side of the bed. 

“Vinnie, stop!” I say.

He doesn’t listen as he rips my thongs off my body. I might be protesting on the outside but if I’m honest, I’m secretly loving this. This is exactly what I wanted - for him to take control, show me some intense emotions, and show me how crazy I drive him. 

One of his hands takes hold of my wrists, holding them together as his free one slides his pants down along with his boxers. I try to get out his grip, ready to continue my objections but the look on his face catches my attention.

I can’t tell if it’s lust or anger or heartbreak in his eyes, but the look he’s giving me knocks the wind out of me and I can’t do anything except lay here for him. 

His cock is getting harder by the second as he takes it into his free hand, running it along my soaked slit. “Tell me if you don’t want this,” his grip on my wrists gets a little tighter. “You better tell me now.” 

I bite my lip, staying silent. I can’t lie to him and tell him I don’t. 

“Okay,” he says, sliding himself inside of me. 

It’s been weeks since I’ve had anything more than my skinny little vibrator in me so his cock sends a shockwave through me and evokes a loud groan from my throat. 

“Shhh,” he hushes me harshly. “You’re gonna wake the house up.” 

“Vinnie,” I whine. Waking the house up is the last thing I care about right now. He finally releases my wrists, grabbing my thighs to pull me closer to the edge of the bed. He pushes my legs back until my knees are nearly against my stomach. 

“You really wanted to fuck him?” He asks me, pressing his lips against my neck. 

I stay silent, focused less on his words and more on the pressure building rapidly between my legs. 

He pulls away and lays a sharp slap to my cheek. “Huh? You really wanted to fuck him?” He repeats a little louder. 

“Yeah,” I say. I don’t know why I said that, I’m in enough trouble as it is.

“You think he could fuck you like me?” His voice gets louder. He looks down and watches as he slides in and out of me. “Look at you, you pathetic girl. Literally a dripping mess for me, giving yourself to me even when you’re trying to convince me you don’t want me. You might be able to lie but that pretty little pussy is always gonna tell me the truth. Wet, clenching, and swollen around my cock.”

Oh my god.

I can’t keep up this act anymore, and I melt again, closing my eyes and letting him take complete control over me. Only cries mixed with little moans leave my throat as I relinquish myself to the pleasure. 

“I hate to break it to you, baby, but you’re never gonna get rid of me,” he picks up his pace, I swear he’s about to break me in half. ���You’re mine,” his hand grips my chin. “You got it?” 

I nod yes. 

“Open your eyes,” he demands. “Look at me and tell me you’re mine.” I look up at him, his eyes look like they’re glistening.

“I - I,” I try to speak but the waves of ecstasy washing over me are scrambling my brain and I can barely understand him, let alone form a coherent sentence of my own. 

“You’re such a brat and you drive me fucking insane, you know that?” He says. “But you’re mine. My girl. No one else’s,” his thumb meets my clit and rubs it just enough to make me weep. 

“You’ll never, ever belong to anyone else. I worked too hard to get you, and I tried so hard to keep you,” he admits, his tone turning softer. “I’ve done my best to control myself when it comes to you, didn’t wanna scare you off. But I heard you talking to Mia, saying you wanted me to… what? Act crazier for you? I’ll show you fucking crazy if you want it baby.” 

“Fuck,” I whine. His words are exactly what I needed to hear to push me over the edge. My orgasm consumes me almost instantly, making my eyes roll back. Pure fucking bliss. I’m his. 

“Good girl,” he chuckles through his own heavy breathing. “Cumming for me like my good little girl.” 

Another groan escapes my throat and I open my eyes to look at him as I realize he doesn’t plan on stopping yet. “Vinnie… sensitive,” I mumble. 

“Yeah, what about it? I should make you cum so many times you cry,” he says. His voice is full of spite. 

“Please let me just…” my sentence trails as I moan. 

“Be quiet.” 

I nod, keeping my mouth closed. 

He laughs with a hint of sarcasm. “Like it or not, I’ll be fucking you until the sun comes up. Gonna ruin you for anyone else, make you remember who you belong to and remind you why you’ll never belong to anyone else.”

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[venicebixch]

Can we pleaseee get a DDLG smut?

Look at Me

i’ve gotten a few requests for a DDLG smut so here it is. i’m maybe breaking out of my writers block finally but i’ve been struggling lately so hopefully this is decent - of course there are DDLG themes, so if that makes you uncomfortable then please don’t read. i’m personally not comfortable with actual age regression in this context but i hit strongly on a daddy kink and there is use of language such as “little girl” as well as some crying/angst but also lots of fluff. i was gonna make this a lot dirtier but the fluff came easier so i went with it. enjoy!

With his hand wrapped around her wrist, he pulls her to the bedroom and shuts the door behind them. Her heart is beating fast, nervous for what’s going to come next since she decided to be a brat all day. It’s not like she wanted to, she’s just been frustrated lately with how busy he’s been lately and felt jealous that he’s been spending more time with his friends than with her. 

He pulls her to the bed, and makes her sit on the edge of it, not saying a word as he looks down at her. He’s angry, that’s for sure. Maybe even disappointed, but she’s more worried about the first emotion. She frowns, trying her best to look remorseful and the look on her face doesn’t go unnoticed by him. He lets out a small chuckle, wrapping his hand around her chin. “Don’t look at me like that, baby.” 

“Like what?” She asks innocently, but she knows exactly what she’s doing. If she plays her cards right, she might be able to get him out of his bad mood and make him all soft hearted for her with a few bats of her lashes and a pouty lip. But today she seems to be out of luck when his only response to her get-out–of-trouble tactics is a sarcastic laugh and a harshened grip on her face before he finally lets her go. 

His hands move to his waist, and her stomach turns. If there’s one thing he’s conditioned her to know, it’s to be afraid of that. That rattling of the buckle as he pulls his belt through the loops on his jeans. She swallows and the tears start to flow. “Please don’t! I swear I’ll be good, I - I didn’t mean to be -” 

“You know the deal,” he cuts her off, folding the belt over in his hands, ready to be used. “For every 10 seconds you argue with me, I add 3 more smacks.”

She stiffens and scoots back on the bed a little, blinking the tears from her eyes to try to clear her blurry vision. “But I wasn’t even trying to be -” 

“8…” he starts to count. 

“Please!”

“9…” 

“Okay!” 

He bites back his disappointment with her, hoping she’d put up more of a fight to give him an excuse to draw this out with how she’s been acting. He nods and waves his hand for her to move forward. “Stand up, pull your pants down.” 

She scoots forward, placing her feet on the ground and slowly pulls her pants down, being sure to keep the waterworks going as much as possible with exaggerated sniffles hoping he’d change his mind. Once her pants are off, she looks up at him. 

“Panties too.” 

She scoffs and rolls her eyes, frustrated that she’s getting nowhere with him, but she complies and pulls her underwear down. She brings her hands in front of her to keep herself covered below the waist as he sits on the edge of the bed himself now and patting his lap, silently guiding her to lay over his knees. 

She bends over him, gripping the sheets in front of her to brace herself for the first strike. The sudden feeling of his hand on her ass makes her flinch and yelp and he laughs. “S’just my hand,” he says, a mocking tone hidden in his voice. 

“Just get it over with, please,” she begs, burying her face into the bed. 

“All this fuss for a few spankings,” he snickers. He pushes her legs apart and runs his hand between her thighs, feeling the pooling wetness. “You’re wet? You’re not supposed to enjoy this.” 

“I don’t,” she squeaks out. 

“You’re lying, brat. And you can try to get away with it but your body doesn’t lie, princess,” he smiles. She feels him hardening under her stomach, and she can’t help but feel a little betrayed at how he could be turned on by her tears and pleads - and how her own body seems to enjoy this more than she wants to.

“You know what? Get up,” he says suddenly.

Her face twists in confusion and she looks back at him. Maybe she is getting through to him. She bites back a smile, and moves to her knees beside him and he stands, grabbing the bottom hem of her shirt and pulling it over her head, leaving her completely naked on the bed.  

“You’re such a gross little girl,” he says. She can see the disappointment on his face and her heart sinks at his words. 

“What?” 

“Getting turned on by your daddy spanking you?” He lifts his shirt over his head and pulls his pants down. “That’s gross.” 

She gasps and feels her face flush hot with embarrassment. “But you always say -” 

“Shhh,” he hushes her. “I know it’s my fault. All those times I spoiled you, let you get your way. From the first time you came crying to me about your aching cunny and you spread those legs for me, so precious and sweet,” he climbs on the bed, laying her back. “I just haven’t been able to say no to you, not once. Now it’s all you think about, huh princess?” 

“Mhmm,” she nods, looking up at him. His weight pushes her further into the mattress as he lays against her, pressing his lips to the sweet spot on her neck. Her arms and legs wrap around him like it’s basic instinct now as she embraces his warmth. 

“Turned my little girl into a cock hungry slut,” he smiles against her skin and runs his tongue across her neck, making her body shudder. “It’s my fault. That’s probably why you’ve been so mean lately, isn’t it? Daddy not making you feel good enough? Not giving you enough attention?” 

His words stir up her emotions and a burning feeling spreads through her chest and down to her stomach as she starts to cry again, harder this time. Sobs and hiccups spill from her throat and she grips him harder. “I’ve been so lonely, you work so much!”

“I’m so sorry, baby,” he rests his forehead against hers. “I don’t mean to be, you know that. I have to work, though, so I can spoil you with everything you want.” 

“I just want you,” she whispers. “Just you.”

“Aww, I love you,” he says softly, peppering her face with kisses. “I love you,” kiss “I love you,” kiss “I love you,” kiss.

“I love you too,” she squeezes him tighter. 

“Look at me, baby,” he tilts her chin up. “I’m gonna take care of you. Always. I promise.” 

“I know,” she nods with a tiny smile.

He smiles and pushes his hand between her thighs, spreading her legs apart and brushing his thumb against her clit. “You feeling needy, princess? Hmm?” 

“Yeah,” she breathes, closing her eyes. 

“What do you need? 

A soft groan leaves her mouth and her hands grip his biceps hard, leaving indents of her nails in his skin. “Wanna play with you, daddy.” 

“Like this?” He slides a finger inside her and leans down to kiss her stomach. 

Suddenly it feels like all her blood is pulled to her face. Heat rushes through her body making it feel like it’s 10° warmer in the house, and a high moan slips through her lips. “Yeah,” she barely manages to whisper. 

His mouth opens wider against her, dragging his tongue from the middle of her stomach down to her hips - an agonizingly slow pace that sends ripples of pleasure down her spine. 

He smiles, using his free hand to grip her thigh and hold her steady as she wiggles under his touch. He positions his face between her thighs, still running his tongue along the way until he’s right over her clit. “Mm fuck, I won’t ever get enough of you, my pretty girl,” he smiles up at her, admiring the way she looks from this angle; her heavy breathing and parted lips, that precious little smile spread across her face with her tongue pressed against the back of her top row of teeth as she waits for him to do more. Truly a sight he’ll never get tired of. 

He pushes his tongue flat against her core, letting his breath come out hot as he works her and holding pressure right over the spot that makes her legs shake every time - and just like turning on a switch, she starts to vibrate. She whines at the overwhelming feeling, her legs wrap around his head like she never wants is to stop but the upper half of her starts to pull away from him. 

“Stop moving,” he says. “Thought you wanted this?” 

“I - it’s,” she moans, squeezing her eyes shut. 

His smile returns, this time with more sinister thoughts. “It’s what?” He taunts, sliding his finger inside of her and going right back to the spot that makes her shake before she can answer. 

“S’too much,” she breaths. She grips the bed beside her, knuckles turning white against the sheets as she tries to buckle down and take what he gives her. She did ask for this after all, she can’t complain now. 

Knowing he’s got her right where he wants her, he picks up his pace, feverishly going at her while curling his finger right against that spongy spot inside and within no time, she’s tumbling over the edge with incoherent cries mixed with moans. 

He draws it out for as long as possible, and even when he thinks she’s done, he keeps going until she’s begging for him to stop - only then does he finally pull away, letting her breathe and relax. 

It doesn’t last long, though, before he’s back on top of her, letting his weight sit heavy over her body. “Open,” he says softly, bringing his thumb to her lips. She looks up at him with the best doe eyes and drops her mouth, knowing exactly what he wants to do. 

He smiles down at her, pleased with himself at how well he’s got her willing to do just about anything he asks. He spits, letting it drop on her tongue before he pushes his thumb in her mouth to suck on. “Swallow,” he coaxes. 

She swallows, taking her time to run her tongue along this thumb and smile back at him, then opens to show him she did what he asked. 

“Good girl, baby.”

She giggles, closing her eyes and wrapping her arms around him, so tired now she feels like she could fall asleep right here. But the kisses he’s pressing along her collarbone keep her alert. 

Noticing how dazed she is, he chuckles. “Don’t quit on me yet, honey. We haven’t even gotten to the best part,” he teases, running his tongue across her ear. “I love you.” 

“I love you, too,” she coos back at him.

He slides his boxers off and pushes her knees to her stomach. “Ready?” He asks, but of course not giving her time to answer as he pushes into her. 

She moans, her body almost resisting it at first from the stimulation but the further he pushes, she relaxes to draw him in until he’s bottomed out. 

“You always fit around me just right, princess,” he groans, pulling out and pushing back in again. He starts with a steady and slow pace, being gentle with her and savoring every bit of her with all his senses; the fruity scent of her freshly washed hair, the heat coming off her body, her soft skin, the whines she’s letting out. It’s all too good.

Moments like this remind him of just how much he really does love her, even when she’s bratty, even if they spend days apart going about their lives. He knows he’ll always find his way back to her, though, and back inside on top of her. She’s his most prized thing in life, the one he’d do absolutely anything for. 

She needs him, too. He never falters in taking care of her physically or emotionally, always seeing right through her facades. It may not be the most accepted thing to say these days and she could never admit it out loud but if she’s deeply honest with herself, she wants nothing more than to exist for him. To be his lover, his friend, whatever he needs. She just wants to be taken care of in return, never having to worry about the burdens of adulthood and being independent. 

She moved her hands up his back, resting them on the nape of his neck as she kisses his cheek. She grinds her hips down to meet his thrusts, her clit rubbing just right against his body every time, leaving her mind stupefied in pleasure. 

As the minutes go on, his pace gets faster and harder, their verbal exchanges fall away to slurred words and moans until they both fall out, making her clench around him to milk him of every last bit of his release. 

“Ahh, fuck, daddy. It’s so good,” she moans, throwing her head back and scratching her nails down his back. After a few more groans from him, he all but collapses on top of her, both of them sweaty and breathing heavy. 

He pulls his face from her neck and smiles, laying a soft kiss to her forehead before pulling out of her carefully, and bringing her knees together to try to keep what’s inside her from spilling out but it wasn’t quick enough to stop it. His head still dizzied, he can’t help but get entranced at the sight of her like this, looking so pretty laid out for him and helplessly clinging to his hand on her knee. 

He bites his lip and uses his finger to push what came out back inside and closes her legs tighter before turning her on her side and nuzzling behind her, wrapping his arms around her. He brings his fingers to her mouth. “Clean em off,” he says softly, pushing them past her lips. 

She opens without hesitation, sucking his fingers clean and pulling them back out with a small pop and a smile. 

He chuckles and kisses her temple. “Good, baby. Did you get what you needed?”

“Mhmm,” she nods, pushing her back against his body. “Thank you.”

“‘You’re welcome, sweet girl. Told you I’ll always take care of you.” 

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[venicebixch]

y/n and vinnie are friends through streaming. like they met online and started streaming together quite a bit. but what y/n doesn't know, is that vinnie absolutely loves y/n. but here's the catch. y/n is "faceless" and she hasn't done a face reveal but is planning one soon. she does the face reveal (on her stream) while vinnie watches with his stream and he literally stops breathing for a second and his face turns "🔴". chat notices and starts freaking out because

1. vinnie is as red as he can be

2. y/n is absolutely gorgeous

after they both end their streams, vinnie talks to y/n on discord and asks her out on a date nervously. she agrees since they both live in LA and he gets all excited and giddy. then they live happily ever after

- 💫

Faceless part 1

fluff. this will be 2 parts and the 2nd part will be coming soon, maybe tomorrow. enjoy!

Her routine is something he’s come to look forward to and, admittedly, she’s something he’s come to look forward to. If he had to describe her he’d use words like charismatic, funny, kind, and warm.

He met her through Twitch some months ago and they quickly became good friends, often streaming together. She’s become a safe space for him, taking him away from the worries and stressors of day to day life for a few hours each week.

He taps his nails anxiously against his desk, waiting for his computer to load. She should be on by now. Finally, the screen pops up and with all the controls laid out in front of him, he makes the proper connections and turns his own camera on before speaking.

“Hey, can you hear me?” He asks.

“Yeah, I can hear you!” The melodic sound of her voice instantly brightens his mood and he smiles.

“Alright,” he chuckles.

“Are you live yet?”

“No, not yet,” he shakes his head.

“Me either. While I have you alone, I wanted to ask you what you thought about something,” her tone turns quieter, almost shy.

He cocks his head to the side and leans forward a bit, excitedly wondering what she’s going to say. “Yeah?”

She takes a deep breath before speaking nervously. “I uh… well. I thought about doing a face reveal tomorrow,” she says.

His jaw drops and his heart starts to flutter. A small burning feeling builds in his stomach at the thought of it - finally seeing her for the first time.

She’s well known in the gaming community, and her faceless streams are notorious. She’s never once shown her face to him or her own audience, which is impressive considering she’s managed to amass nearly as many followers on here as he has, and is coming closer by the day to even outgrowing him on the platform.

She’s thought about doing a face reveal many times before but the idea of it is overwhelming to her. She’s always been tucked away, safely behind the screen and free of judgment or ridicule. Completely anonymous, except for her first name. Coming out of that safety is going to feel like breaking out of a cocoon.

She’s given small descriptors of herself; specifically of her hair color, eye color, and skin tone but that’s all. It’s been enough to elicit many drawings and various forms of fan art from her viewers of their best guesses and fantasy versions of her, though.

And they’re all quite flattering but at the end of the day, those fan arts are just that… fantasies and guesses. And he’s spent many restless nights nearly driving himself crazy wondering what she really looks like.

He quickly realizes his mouth is hanging open and corrects it before speaking again, trying his best to play it cool. “Yeah! I think that sounds like a great idea,” he smiles.

“Really? I’m pretty nervous about it,” she says softly.

“Why?”

“I feel like most of the reason people follow me is because of the mystery surrounding me. Once that mystery is gone, people might lose interest,” she admits.

“What?” He shakes his head adamantly. “No, they won’t. I mean, I think the mystery is exciting but people follow you because you’re… you. You’re funny, you’re great at literally every game you play, you’re extremely engaging. People love it. People love you, not your mystery,” he says.

On the other side of the screen, his kind words make her smile. “Thank you, Vinnie. That means a lot to me.”

“Of course… only do it if you’re comfortable, though,” he says, then pauses and wonders if he should say the next thing he’s thinking. But the pause doesn’t last long before his voice takes on a mind of its own and the words come out before he can stop them. “I’ve gotta admit, I’ve always wondered what you look like. Not that it really matters, but I’ve always been eager to put a face to your lovely voice.”

She takes in a small gasp, blushing harshly at his words as a burn creeps through her chest.

‘Lovely voice”

He’s always been fairly sweet to her but he’s never said anything like that before.

Is he flirting with me? She thinks to herself.

She’s always found him to be quite attractive, like most girls do. And though she’d have a hard time admitting it, a small part of the reason she’s so nervous is because he’d get to see her and the thought of that is intimidating.

She shakes her head as if to shake her thoughts away. There’s no way he, Vinnie Hacker, is flirting with her when he’s got millions of girls at his feet at any given moment. One of those fashion influencers or models would surely be his pick over her when he’s never even laid eyes on her before.

No, he’s definitely just being nice, she thinks.

She swallows and clears her throat. “I uh - um… okay,” she stutters. As soon as the words leave her mouth, her hands immediately cover her face as she scolds herself for her response.

Dummy, she thinks, mocking herself.

He was hoping for a better response. He quickly looks down, trying to hide his confusion while wondering if she felt weirded out by what he said.

“I didn’t mean that in like… a weird way,” he says, trying to redeem himself.

Her heart sinks and her stomach turns but she quickly tries to adjust her emotions.

Ugh, of course he wasn’t flirting with me but I knew that already, she reasons with herself.

“Oh, I know. I didn’t think you did. I’m just uh,” she pauses briefly. “I guess I’m just kinda out of it today… I didn’t sleep well or something. My mind isn’t with it right now, sorry if I sound weird,” she says.

“You don’t,” he smiles at the camera to hide his disappointment.

“Okay,” seeing his smile relaxes her a little and she takes a small breath. “Okay, then. Tomorrow it is.”

“I’m excited!” His voice is enthusiastic, making her smile again. “You mind if me and my stream join when you do it? Or… if not, I totally understand. It may be overwhelming as it is.”

“Uh,” she thinks for a moment, then figures the clips are probably going to make rounds on the internet anyway so a few thousand more for the live reveal won’t make much of a difference. “I guess that would be fine! I might even need your support… it’d be nice to have a friendly presence with me.”

“Definitely,” he chuckles, trying not to blush at her words. “Okay, then. Just let me know when you’re ready to go on tomorrow.”

“Will do!”

“Alright,” he says. “You ready to get into this game?”

She laughs lightly. “Ready as ever.”

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[venicebixch]

Picture

this was another request. basically, y/n and Vinnie post a picture of them doing it but no one knows what’s actually happening. idk how else to explain, just read it. smut, fluff and angst. enjoy!

His eyes scan over her body, taking in every inch of her flesh as she sits cross legged on the couch across from him, reading a book.

He adores her. Her eye color, the way her perfectly shaped lips sit pursed. He loves the way her waist and breasts are outlined perfectly in the top she’s wearing and how her mini skirt wraps around her legs leaving little to his imagination.

Since he met her, his thoughts have become completely consumed by her. He can’t get enough of her, always admiring her. He had never felt this way about anyone before. He felt an intense instinct to protect her, to love her, to cater to her every need.

Suddenly her phone dings, grabbing his attention and ripping him out of his fantasy world. She picks it up, smiling down at whatever was sent. Jealousy washes over him and he sits back in his chair, crossing his arms. He knows she would never cheat on him but it’s still something he always worried about. Still, he tries not to pry. He’s sure it’s just one of her friends.

Nonetheless the twinge of jealousy he just felt wakes up a new feeling in him. Images of bending her over the couch and reminding her who she belongs to flickers through his mind. A hard on grows in his pants and his heart starts to flutter.

“Y/n,” he says with a hoarse voice before he can stop himself.

She looks up at him and smiles. “Yeah?” Her voice chimes.

“Come here,” he says, patting his lap. He knows all he has to do is ask her and she’ll do just about anything he wants her to.

She glances down and notices the tent in his pants and bites her lip, feeling her core start to throb with a wave of excitement. She’s been eyeing him all day and is already soaked, ready for him. She was just waiting for the right moment to make a move.

She marks the page in her book and stands, walking over to him without question. They stare at each other for a moment. He notices her cheeks are flushed to that pretty pink color she gets when she’s turned on and he’s instantly weak for her.

He pulls his pants down, just far enough to expose his cock. “Sit on me,” he leans back. “And keep your skirt on.”

She smiles and nods, understanding exactly what he means. She turns with her back toward him, slipping her underwear off her body, leaving her skirt. He watches her intently as she moves between his legs.

He takes a breath as she grabs his cock and slowly lowers herself on to him until he bottoms out, causing him to throw his head back and moan.

“Feels so good baby,” she moans softly as a wave of pleasure washes through her chest.

Her voice is music to his ears, exciting him even more. He grabs her hips and helps her as she begins to rock back and forth. He loves the way her waist sways, the way her hair falls down her back.

His hands move under her shirt, gently pinching her nipples and he pulls her back into his chest. Her legs come up, each foot resting on the chair beside her.

He kisses her neck, causing her to moan louder.

“So fucking pretty, my sweet girl,” he says softly, grabbing her hips again to keep her still as he starts thrusting into her.

She rubs her clit, adding to her pleasure. “Fuck, Vin,” she breathes and relaxes into him completely. “You’re so big. Fills me up so fucking good.”

“You’re mine, you know that?” He wraps one hand around her throat and the other around stomach, holding her tight.

She nods, smiling.

“Say it,” he demands.

“Yes! I’m yours. I’m all yours,” She groans, starting to feel lightheaded.

“That’s right, baby. My girl. You’ll never belong to anyone else.”

His words push her close to the edge and she feels her pussy tighten as she hits her high. The feeling of her walls closing around him almost sends him too but he holds back, refusing to be done yet.

“Fuck, I’m cumming!” She whines. “Cum in me!”

“Say please,” he says in a low voice.

“Please! Please cum in me!”

“Tell me how bad you want it,” his hand releases from her neck and he grabs a handful off her hair, pulling her head back more. “Look at me and tell me.”

She turns her head, locking her eyes with his. “I want it so bad. I want it more than anything, please Vinnie,” she whines, begging. “Please!”

“Good girl!” He chuckles and pushes himself in her as far as he can go and finally releases himself inside of her. She feels his cock twitch as he fills her up.

“Ugh, I fucking love it,” she closes her eyes, enjoying the feeling.

Once they catch their breath, she starts to stand and he stops her.

“Hold on,” he says, reaching for his phone.

“What’re you doing?” She asks.

A coy smile spreads across his face. “Sit right there, baby.” He turns the camera on them and she giggles.

“Oh, you want a picture?” She says, biting her lip as she poses and smiles.

“Mhmm,” he snaps the pictures and they look at it. The angle and her skirt hides what they’re actually up to and it just looks like she’s sitting on his lap.

He smiles, admiring how good she looks. “I’m posting it.”

“What? But Vin-“

“You can’t see anything. It’ll be our secret,” he kisses her neck again as he opens Instagram.

She hesitates for a moment but then agrees. She actually kind of likes the idea. No one will know what’s really happening but them. “Okay,” she laughs.

He posts the picture and likes start flooding in immediately. “So everyone knows you’re mine… and so you don’t forget it.” He kisses her cheek.

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[venicebixch]

Better Luck Next Time

quick smut based on this picture 👇🏻 daddy kink, degradation, size kink. enjoy.

“What’s wrong baby? Thought you wanted this,” Vinnie taunts, pushing into y/n one inch at a time.

“I do…” she moans in pleasure and discomfort trying to adjust to him.

“Then why do you look so overwhelmed?” He chuckles, kissing her cheek. He gets a thrill out of watching her struggle like this, knowing how much of a job it is for her to take him yet being willing to do it at any time.

He takes one hand and brings her arms above her head, pinning them there against the mattress before he brings her knees closer to her stomach to spreads her legs a little more.

“Don’t make fun of m-me right now,” she whines, looking up at him with the most innocent face she can pull as he stretches her out.

She was supposed to be mad at him but it didn’t last long. It never does. Every time they fight, one of his thirst traps go up less than 24 hours later. And every time their fight ends in the same way - them rolling between the sheets with him on top of her, her on top of him while they take their anger and frustration out on each other.

Whether it’s his way of saying sorry without actually having to say sorry or his way of convincing her to forget about whatever it was she was angry over, it works. It fucking works.

She hates how easily he’s able to make her break and she knows he does it on purpose. One look at that new picture he posted had her weak and wet for him. As much as she tried to fight herself, begging herself not to give in to him this time, she knew her fate was already sealed the moment she laid eyes on it.

“Come on, princess. Just a little bit more,” he lets out a small groan and pushes one last time, finally bottoming out in her. She lets out a small gasp mixed with a moan at the feeling.

“Fuck! Is it all the way in?” She asks.

“Yes, pretty girl,” he releases her hands that were above her head and starts to thrust with one agonizingly slow pump at a time.

“Thank you, daddy,” she moans, wrapping her arms around him.

“You’re welcome baby. Shouldn’t even give into you after you made me mad,” he moans. “Putting me in a bad mood before leaving for the to-tournament. I blame you for me losing, by the way,” he gives her a sarcastic smirk.

“Not my fault daddy,” she shakes her head.

He grabs her chin and holds her face still as he starts to pick up the pace of his thrusting. “It is, baby. Would’ve played just fine without you throwing a fit before I left,” he says in a stern voice.

“I’m sorry,” she surrenders, wrapping her hand around the wrist that’s holding her chin. She doesn’t have the energy to fight him right now. He can have his way.

“It’s okay, baby. You know I’ll forgive you for anything as long as you let me use this tight little cunt for what I want,” he smiles and releases her face. “At the end of the day it’s what you want too, though, isn’t it?”

“Mhmm,” she moans.

“Yeah, I know. Always such a fucking wreck for me, even when you’re mad. What changed your mind, huh?” He mocks, and buries his face into her neck, laying soft kisses along her collarbone.

“You - you know what,” she whimpers, feeling her nipples harden against him as the pleasure becomes all-consuming.

“That’s all it takes, huh? One picture of me,” he chuckles and bites her ear.

“Yeah,” she moans.

“So pathetic.”

“I know,” she whines. “I am.”

“Not something to be proud of baby,” he laughs and moves to his knees between her legs, pulling her hips forward to keep her wrapped around him as he starts to really pound into her.

“I know,” she groans, gripping the mattress next to her. She really does know but she doesn’t care.

He smiles as he runs his thumb over her clit in small circles to make her pulse around him. “You’re better than this.”

“I’m not,” she groans.

“You’re not better than this?” He mocks.

“No!”

“So this is really all you’re good for?”

“Yes,” she moans, bringing her hands to her tits and squeezing her nipples as they bounce in her hands. Every thrust feels like he’s in her stomach. And god, she loves it. She loves feeling him inside of her, pushing her to the point of desperation and ruining her for anyone else - even herself. Nothing and no one would ever compare to him.

“Little whore,” he scolds her. “You should be ashamed.”

“I am,” she whines, feeling that familiar knot forming in the lower part of her stomach and getting wetter with every one of his merciless thrusts into her throbbing cunt.

He laughs at her response and rubs her clit a little harder. “At least you can ad-mit it,” he moans. “And you make daddy feel good.”

“That’s all I want,” she breathes out and closes her eyes as her legs start to shake with every circle he makes around her swollen clit.

“I love that, princess. Makes me feel s-special,” he smiles, loving the fucked out look on her face. “Cum already baby, I know you want it more than anything.”

His words immediately send her over the edge. Her whole body tenses and her toes curl in. The pulsing of her pussy comes to a peak as she lets out a series of loud moans and expletives.

Her orgasm pushes him over the edge too, loving the way she tightens around him and the faces she makes when she’s high off pleasure. He gives a few more thrusts before releasing himself, euphoric as he feels his cum fill up and spill out of the tight space inside of her.

“Fuck,” he groans. He lays back down on top of her and presses his lips against her neck, taking in the warmth of her body against him and the soft vibration of the whines that are still leaving her throat.

Once they catch their breath, she wraps her arms around him, running her hands up and down his back gently. “I swore I was gonna stay mad at you this time,” she says, pouting against his shoulder.

“Yeah? Well… better luck next time, baby.”

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[venicebixch]

Untouched

smut (shocker). this was a request! basically another virginity one but most of the fluff goes out the window and y/n finally becomes the whore she’s always wanted to be. praise kink, breeding kink, multiple orgasm and oral. enjoyyyy.

“What the hell is a rice purity score?” Y/n asks, looking at Vinnie beside her on the bed. Her question catches him off guard, as they’ve both been staring at their phones in silence for a while.

He starts to chuckle, feeling a little charmed by her naivety. “What? What made you bring that up?”

“I just saw something about it on Twitter, people are talking about it. What is it?”

“It’s this online test you take. Basically you just answer 100 questions about stuff you’ve done and it gives you a score from 0-100. The lower your score is, the more… uh, impure you supposedly are I guess,” he explains.

“Oh… is it free?” She asks.

“Yeah. I can’t believe you’ve never heard of it,” he laughs.

“Have you ever taken it?”

“Yeah,” he says.

“What was your score?”

He hesitates to tell her for a moment. “Um… I got a 28.”

“Oh,” she giggles. “So, you’re what? Not very ‘pure’?” She makes air quotes with her fingers.

“Something like that, I guess,” he chuckles.

“I wanna take it,” she smiles.

“Here, lemme pull it up for you,” he says, getting on the website. She takes his phone and answers all the questions, receiving her final score.

“What’d ya get?” He asks.

“83,” she looks at him feeling a little embarrassed when compared to his.

He’s surprised by this. She’s a very pretty girl and he knows she’s had people pursue her in the past, even in just the few months they’ve been friends.

“Really?” He asks, taking his phone back from her to see for himself. “You mind if I look at your answers?”

She shrugs. “Sure, I guess that’s fine.”

He scrolls down the list, taking careful note of each of her answers. “You’ve never gotten a hickey?” He asks, smiling. “Or sent nudes?!”

She blushes, feeling even more embarrassed than before. “No,” she says quietly.

Looking through her answers he realizes something and looks over at her. “You’re a virgin? You’ve never done anything except kiss?”

She shakes her head no.

“How?” He asks, genuinely curious.

She shrugs. “I don’t know… it just hasn’t happened. It’s not like I don’t want to… I do, but I haven’t ever found myself in the right situation with the right guy,” she says, looking down at her hands.

This is actually sort of a sensitive topic for her. She’s 19 and hasn’t ever been in a relationship - or, just as he said, she’s never even gotten past just kissing anyone. It’s not like she’s “saving” herself or anything, it just hasn’t happened.

“Well, that’s perfectly okay. Just wait for the right guy,” he says softly, putting his hand on her knee. “You’ll be glad you waited.”

As she looks at his hand resting on her leg, she can’t help but think about what it would be like with him. He’s a handsome guy, and he’s nice. They’ve become good friends over the last few months. And he could certainly teach her a thing or two, judging from his score.

“I mean… I do want to do it,” she says quietly.

As her thoughts start to wonder, images of him and her together flicker through her mind and she instantly feels that familiar throbbing between her legs and her cheeks flush.

She clears her throat and quickly looks away from him, hoping he won’t notice her blushing face. But he notices. And he can’t help but smile a little bit.

Seeing her react like this to his touch flatters him in a way. His imagination starts to wonder, with the same images of them together passing through his mind. But he quickly pushes them out, scolding himself for even considering it.

He take his hand off her leg, and turns his attention back to his phone to try and distract himself from his thoughts before it becomes obvious below his waist what he was thinking about.

She’s disappointed by this and sits for a moment before a crazy idea pops into her mind and before she can stop herself, she looks at him.

“Will you teach me? Like, even just how to give head? Or… anything?” She asks softly.

He wasn’t expecting her to say that and his heart skips a beat before it starts to flutter. He looks over at her, scanning her face to gauge her seriousness on the situation. Her expression tells him she’s not joking.

As hard as he tries to stop himself, his eyes wonder down to her chest and linger there for a moment, taking in how good she looks in the black tank top she has on. Before he can stare long enough to be too obvious, though, he moves his gaze back up to hers.

The idea is tempting. Something about her innocence is alluring to him. And the thought of him being the one to take that innocence makes him almost breathless with excitement.

But it also feels wrong in a way. If they were dating, that would be different. But they’re only friends. Is it right to essentially demoralize a girl he’s just friends with?

He quickly shifts his gaze back to his phone, contemplating on what to say or do. “Um… are you sure you want to do that?” He asks quietly.

“Yes,” she says without hesitation.

“I just don’t want you to regret anything,” he practically whispers, looking over at her again.

“I won’t regret it. I want to do it. I know you, and I trust you. I’d rather it be you than some random guy or something, you know?”

The more she thinks about it, the more she’s sure. The situation is perfect. The guy she’s friends with, who’s handsome and knows what he’s doing. She wants it to be with him.

He glances down at her chest again, finding it harder to pull his eyes away this time. He’s not sure if she’s actually making good points or if his mind is clouded by his way he’s feeling right now. Either way, her proposal is hard to turn down.

He sighs and nods, giving in to her request. “If you want to, we can,” he says softly.

“Okay. I want to… so,” she says.

He reaches his hand out and rests it on her leg again, this time much further up on her thigh. This simple touch turns her already throbbing core into a feeling that’s almost unbearable.

He sits up and turns toward her, leaning into her until he’s just inches from her face. She sits there nearly frozen as she anticipates their first kiss, unsure what to do with herself or her hands.

He gives her a small smile before closing the gap between them and laying a soft kiss to her lips, lingering there for a while before he pulls away. He looks down at her chest again, moving his hand to her shoulder and gently tugging on her tank top strap.

“So what all do you want to do, then?” He asks quietly.

“Everything,” she says, not looking away from his face.

His eyes flicker back to hers and he smiles. “Everything? You wanna go all the way tonight?”

She nods, biting her lip. “Mhmm. But you have to teach me,” she says. It’s starting to set in that this is really about to happen and though she’s excited, she’s also nervous.

“I can teach you,” he kisses her again, this time with a little more passion. She opens her mouth, taking his tongue in with hers and swirling it gently.

He rolls over, pulling her with him to straddle him. His hands work their way under her shirt, gripping her bare waist before climbing up her back and pulling her closer to him so that they’re chest to chest.

Small whines escape her lips as she starts to grind against him, feeling his cock pressing against her through their clothes. She’s so wet at this point she can feel it on her underwear.

The motions she’s doing on top of him and the sound of her voice quickly push him to the point of desperation. He pulls away from her and starts to lift her shirt over her head.

“Let’s get this off you,” he whispers. He tosses her shirt to the side, then moves his eyes right back to her chest, taking in the way her tits sit perfectly in her bra.

“Fuck, y/n,” he says in a low, deep voice. He can’t hold back from her any longer, he wants her. “Let’s um… do you wanna give me head to start or do you want me to eat you out first?”

The thought of either of those situations makes her face flush again and her cheeks turn red. She thinks about it for a second then decides that she goes first, she can have a little time to adjust to these new experiences before she’s spread naked in front of him. “Um… I guess I can first. I can give you head,” she looks down at him, her breathing brushing against his lips.

He nods and gently lifts her off him. His hands eagerly move to take his pants down, exposing his hard cock to her and he slides his shirt off.

She brings her fingers to her mouth, gently biting her nails as she watches him and finally lays eyes the parts of his body she’s never seen on anyone else before.

He looks over at her and places his hand on her arm, gently squeezing her. “You ready?” He asks softly.

She nods and quickly moves into position beside him. She looks down at him, unsure how the even start as her shyness takes her over.

“Tell me,” she whispers.

He chuckles, once again feeling charmed by her naivety. “Wrap your hands around it,” he says softly. “Just start with that.”

She nods and does as he says with slightly unsteady hands.

“Good girl,” he says, feeling his whole body tense under her touch. “Now you can put your mouth on it and suck. Don’t worry about doing too much else for now, just focus on sucking,” he runs his hands over her back and bundles her hair into a loose ponytail.

She takes a small breath as she lowers herself on to him, taking just his tip in her mouth. She recalls a magazine article she once read years ago that said to act like you’re about to say the world ‘purple’ when giving a guy a blowjob, and that it supposedly puts your lips right where they need to be to give the guy the best feeling.

She feels him twitch just slightly in her mouth as he lets out a small groan and lays his head back, keeping a loose grip on her hair. She smiles a little bit as her shyness starts to fall away and she feels confident that she’s doing something right.

She starts to hum against him as she takes more of him in her mouth, pushing until he reaches the back of her throat, making her gag and making drool drip down the sides of his cock.

“Fuck, y/n,” he moans as he thrusts himself in her mouth a few times. “So good. You’re doing great. Start with a twisting motion with your mouth as you bob your head,” he says, bringing his other arm behind his head to keep himself propped up to watch her and instruct her.

She does as he says and moves her head up and down. She picks up the intensity of her sucking, earning more moans from him.

“Fuck yeah, baby… Use your hands to very gently twist around the bottom of it,” he says, tightening his grip on her hair as he gets more excited.

She takes both of her hands and does exactly as he says, also keeping up the intensity of her sucking as she bobs her head on him.

He smiles as he looks down admiring the way her lips wrap around him and the sound and vibration of her soft moans. She looks so pretty like this, and he can tell this is very quickly going to become a new obsession of his if it’s something she’s going to want to do from now on.

“Pretty girl. You’re doing amazing,” he moans as he closes his eyes, feeling his eyes start to flutter as his high comes on fast.

His words only encourage her to keep going, though her mouth is getting a little tired. She’s determined to make him feel good, though, loving the way he’s moaning and talking to her.

“I’m… gonna cum, baby. Pull away if you want to,” he moans as he feels his cock starting to twitch in her mouth.

She stays right where she is, ready to take whatever he gives her into her mouth. She starts moaning louder to encourage him and within seconds, she feels his release on her tongue and in throat.

“Mmm, fuck,” he whines, secretly grateful she kept him in his mouth to finish him.

Once she’s sure he’s done, she pulls away, keeping a tight seal around his tip to keep his cum in her mouth before she looks up at him and swallows with a smile.

He watches her take it like a champ and can’t help but let out a small laugh, loving the way she’s so willing to do that.

“Was it good?” She asks, wiping the extra drool from her chin.

“Fucking perfect. Good girl,” he says, pulling her close to him again and kissing her gently. He runs his hands down her arm then reaches around to her back. “Can I take your bra off?”

She nods yes and he unclasps it, pulling it away from her body. She blushes again and has the urge to cover herself out of shyness but she keeps her hands by her side, wanting him to be able to enjoy her.

A wide grin spreads across his face seeing her fully for the first time and he reachers his hand out, cupping both of her tits and massaging them gently.

She smiles, noticing how he’s almost entranced by her and just like before, all her shyness melts away.

He brushes her hair behind her ears and kisses her again. “Your turn now,” he says, turning her so that he’s on top.

He kisses her right below her ear, sucking gently for a moment before kissing his way down to her neck and stopping right above her collarbone. He smiles to himself against her skin, knowing he probably shouldn’t but he’s definitely going to give her her first hickey. No matter where they end up in the future, she’ll always remember him as her first - and if he’s going to be her first, he wants to be her first everything.

He closes his mouth around her neck and starts sucking, earning soft moans from her as she wraps her legs around him, grinding her hips against him. The throbbing between her legs hurts at this point, and she knows the second he touches her in that way, she’s gonna crumble in pleasure.

After a minute, he pulls away and sees the bruise starting to form beneath her skin. He can’t hold back his grin as he bites his lip, admiring his work on her already.

“I’m so excited to make you feel good,” he says softly, and kisses her lips again.

She laughs quietly against his mouth. “Well then stop teasing me and do it,” she whispers.

Another grin spreads across his face as he’s delighted by her willingness and eagerness to do this. “Alright, needy girl,” he says, moving to his knees between her legs and gripping her pants to pulling them off along with her underwear. The sight of her completed exposed in front of him now is already getting him hard again.

“Fuck, you’re gorgeous,” he says under his breath. He leans over, kissing along her lower stomach and working his way down to her inner thighs, making her whole body pulse with excitement under every new feeling. He stops to suck again, determined to leave another mark on her.

“Fuck,” she groans after a minute, feeling a little too worked up and anxious with his teasing - kissing her everywhere but where she’s desperate for it.

He pulls away from her and chuckles. “What?”

“I want it,” she pouts, looking down at him.

“You want it?” He mocks her.

She nods. “Yes!”

“Beg me for it,” he smiles, running his finger over her entrance.

“Please!”

“More,” he grazes her clit, careful not to put any pressure on it.

“Please,” she pleads again.

“Good fucking girl,” he laughs.

He pushes her legs back to her stomach and spreads them apart, giving him full access to her throbbing pussy. He lowers his face down, letting his breath run over her for a few moments before he finally wraps his lips around her clit.

The feeling is intense and sudden, making her throw her head back and moan. She relaxes as best she can into him but the waves of pleasure make her body pulse and her legs shake a little.

She closes her eyes as her mouth stays stuck in an ‘O’ shape, hardly able to catch her breath. He pulls away from her, and grips her thigh a little harder.

“Let me hear those pretty moans,” he says, sliding his finger inside of her and curling it against her g spot. He knows he’s probably being too demanding for her first experience but any sense of guilt and the reservations he had going into this are gone.

Moans erupt from her throat again as she grabs on to his hand around her thigh, holding it to keep herself together.

He smiles. “That’s right, just like that. Don’t stop until I’m done,” he says, lacing his fingers with her and attaching his mouth to her clit again.

“Feels so good, Vinnie,” she moans as he picks up the intensity of his sucking and slides another finger into her.

He starts to hum against her, adding vibration to his already intense movements. She grips his hand harder and her eyes rolls back as incoherent words come out of her mouth mixed with desperate whines as she edges closer and closer to her peak.

He knows she’s close and his eyes travel up her body to her face, taking in every little sound she’s making and the ways she’s pulsing around his fingers, and though he’s not the one getting pleasures right now, he’s enjoying this as much as she is. He wants to talk to her, getting her going more so she can finally cum but he can’t stop the work he’s doing with his mouth. So instead, his picks up the pace of his fingering and hums a little louder, hoping to make her peak.

“I’m… cumming,” she finally breathes, as that feeling of bliss clouds her mind and she releases on his fingers and mouth.

He smiles against her, taking in every bit of how she tastes and keeping his rhythm until he’s sure she’s done.

Her eyes stay closed trying to gather herself when he pulls away, and she feels him climb back up to her, kissing her neck and then her mouth. That was once of the greatest things she’s ever felt, and she’s obsessed. She wants more.

“Vinnie?” she whines.

“Yes?” He smiles looking at her beneath him in her blissed out state.

“Just put it in,” she says, finally opening her eyes to look at him. “I want your cock in me, I want it now,” she whines.

“Okay, baby. Whatever you want,” he nods and wastes no more time lining himself up with her and sliding into her, nearly ecstatic about the way she wraps around him, perfectly untouched until this moment.

“Mmm, fuck,” she moans, wrapping her hands in his hair, tugging a little harder than she means to.

“Taking me so fucking good already, Like you were made for me,” he moans as he starts thrusting into her. He pushes his mouth against her neck, hitting the spot right above where her hickey is.

She only moans in response, unable to find the words to describe how good she feels. Maybe it’s not the healthiest thing but she’s fucking euphoric underneath him, feeling used by him. She knows they’ll probably never turn into anything more than friends but that’s okay with her as long as he’s fucking her like this.

He pulls away from her neck, smiling to himself at the new mark he’s left on her. He starts thrusting harder, pushing his body against hers to feel her tits bounce against his chest as he rests his forehead against hers, his lips just barely grazing hers.

“Look at you, pretty girl. Giving yourself to me like this, letting me fuck you senseless. Your first time and you’re already such a good little slut,” he moans, gripping her thigh.

His words send her to the edge again, and her breath hitches in her throat as she goes quiet, only able to focus on her rapidly approaching orgasm.

“Keep moaning,” he demands sharply, leaning down to her ear and biting her earlobe gently. “Don’t you stop or I’m gonna stop.”

She nods and takes a deep breath. An unapologetically loud moans tears from her throat right as she reaches her high and her hands move from his hair as her nails drag down his back, sending a waves of pleasure mixed with pain through him and almost sending him too.

“I’m gonna cum,” he moans as his pace gets a little sloppier.

“I - I’m not on birth control,” she says quickly. It’s something she hasn’t mentioned yet but wants him to know.

He shakes his head a little and groans. “Don’t care if you don’t,” he moans, trying his best to hold back to wait on her response.

She knows it’s not a good idea. In fact, it’s the worst possible fucking thing they could do in this moment but the pleasure is too good and the risk of it is too exciting.

“Fuck it, cum in me! Fill me up. I wanna feel it,” she moans, wrapping her legs around him tighter.

Without hesitation, he releases himself painting the inside of her throbbing cunt with every ounce of what he has to offer her before he collapses down on to her, dazed and breathless.

After a few moments, she starts to laugh a little bit as she fully realizes what just happened.

“That was literally the best sex I’ve ever had,” he says quietly, unable to find the strength to pull out of her. He loves the way she feels too much to give her up yet.

“Me too,” she says softly with a smirk and runs her hands down his back.

He chuckles, shaking his head a little bit before laying another soft kiss to her lips. “Are you okay? I got rougher with you than I meant to.”

She nods yes, smiling. “I’m just fine. I loved it,” she reassures him.

He smiles, feeling relieved that she enjoyed it as he lays back against her again, still not ready to pull away from her.

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[venicebixch]

ooo can you write where vinnie plans this romantic date to celebrate on valentines and then he gives her a promise ring

Promise Ring

(the way i wrote this is so fn cheesy, bye) nothing but cotton candy fluff and sweetness. enjoy!

Y/n has spent hours getting ready. It started with a thorough shower, followed by a long skincare routine, the meticulous application of her makeup, doing her hair just right, and finally picking out the perfect outfit for this evening.

Today is a particularly exciting day, the first of its kind within their relationship. Valentine’s Day. Although she insisted they keep the day simple and sweet, Vinnie has been determined to make it as exuberant as possible.

He booked a reservation to a high end restaurant weeks in advance and spent hours planning the evening to be full of good food, flowers, sweets and walks on the beach.

And all that is fine but what he’s really excited about is something extra special that he’s been working on for months now - a promise ring. Custom made, in just the style he knows she likes.

To him, this isn’t a promise ring in the way of it being just some piece jewelry he’s giving his girlfriend. To him, this is a promise. It’s promise of his commitment to her, a promise of his undying love, his willingness to sacrifice for her. His promise to always build her up and to never let her down. It’s his promise that one day he’s going to marry her and he’s taking this ceremony with as much seriousness as he’d take a marriage proposal to her.

With all of this in mind and nervous hands, he reaches for the door handle, turning it slowly. “You ready, baby?” he asks, peaking into the room.

His breath catches in his throat when he sees her. He knew she’d look amazing today but she looks beautiful beyond words. He can’t hold back his smile as he stands in the doorway, watching her as she finishes getting ready.

“Almost,” she says, fixing her earrings in the mirror.

She catches his gaze and the look on his face makes her blush. Butterflies fill her stomach and she turns to look at him, smiling sweetly.

“What?” She asks.

He walks over to her, holding his hand out. “I’m just thinking about how lucky I am.”

She takes his hand and stands, allowing herself to be pulled into his embrace. This is her favorite place in the world, completely safe from all the bad things and bad people. It’s what she lives for. It’s what gets her out of bed in the mornings and soothes her when she’s upset.

“Mmm, I think I’m the lucky one,” she says softly.

This moment feels sweet and his heart starts to beat a little faster, wondering if this would be the best time to give her the ring. He has planned on waiting until the beach but right now feels natural. After all, isn’t the mood more important than the setting?

He goes back and forth with himself for a second before deciding that now is as good a time as ever. With a deep breath, he takes a step back from her. His face flushes almost red from his nervousness as he reaches into his pocket and pulls out the ring case.

As soon as she notices it she freezes, waiting to see what he does. Waiting to see if he’s about to do what she thinks he’s about to do. It all feels like slow motion and she even gets lightheaded while trying to do her best to hold it together but then he starts to get down on one knee.

She gasps and puts her hand over her mouth, shaking her head. “Vinnie, no! I love you but we can’t get married yet! We’re too young, we still have to get our lives figure out and -“

“I’m not proposing,” he says calmly.

“Oh,” she says, dropping her hands to her aides.

His head dips down and he starts to laugh, making her blush and feel embarrassed that she assumed and nearly made a scene but his laugh is contagious and her embarrassment quickly turns to amusement.

“Well, what on earth are you doing then?” She asks.

He gathers himself and takes a deep breath. “I wanna give you something,” he smiles.

“It that a ring?” She questions the box in his hands.

“Not just any ring,” he opens it as his demeanor turns sincere. “It’s a promise ring. I want you to know how much I love you and how much you mean to me. I’d do absolutely anything for you, Y/n. And one day… not today,” he laughs lightly. “But day, I will make you my wife. And this is my promise of that, and my promise that I’m committed to you through anything that life might throw at us. It’s my promise that I’ve got your back always and forever. My beautiful girl, will you accept it?”

Tears well up in her eyes instantly. That feeling of safety and love she felt for him while in his arms a few moments ago turns to something far more powerful.

Of course she loved him before but hearing him say this to her and show his commitment just lit her soul on fire, ingraining in her the full realization that this man is her soulmate. He’s who she belongs with, she’s sure of it now more than ever.

The love she feels for him is no longer a puppy dog or a cupcake type of love - it’s a fervent love, so intense it could burn a forest down and so deep it puts the ocean to shame. It’s indescribable, really.

“Vinnie…” she carefully wipes the tears off her cheeks. “This is the sweetest -“ her sentence breaks off, unable to speak without crying. Instead of fighting through the tears, she just takes a deep breath and nods her head. “Yes.”

He grins, holding back his own tears and he shifts a little, trying his best to contain his excitement and keep himself from literally sweeping her off her feet. She holds her hand out and he puts the ring on her finger and then he lays a soft kiss to it.

“I love you, baby,” he says, standing up and wrapping his arms around her waist.

“I love you too,” she sniffles. “And all I got you was a picture collage of us and a damn gift card,” she frowns.

He shakes his head, kissing her. “Baby, your collage meant so much to me, you have no idea. And I know it took you forever to make and it came from your heart. I love it, please don’t feel like it’s not enough.”

She smiles and nods. “Well I’m still gonna have to step it up next year.”

“I’ll take that as a challenge,” he chuckles.

“Okay,” she smiles. “I challenge you to a competition of love. We’ll see who does it better.”

“Alright… but you better bring your A game, baby. If you think this was romantic, just wait until next year,” he laughs.

She giggles and looks back down at the ring, holding it out to admire it.

“You sure you don’t wanna go ahead and propose to me?” She teases.

He laughs. “Give it time, my love. I promise that day will come.”

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[venicebixch]

Tempting

smut. this is just something i wanted to write, i’ll be getting the rest of my requests out in the next few days ❤️ i promise. this has a praise kink (of course), tickling (i guess?), masturbation, watching in the mirror, squirting… i think that’s it. enjoy :)

“God, you don’t know how happy I was to hear from you,” Vinnie says, storming into y/n’s room and shutting the door behind him. He makes his way to her bed and plops himself down beside her, quickly leaning over her for a kiss before he stops himself just a few inches from her face.

“What?” She whispers, looking up at him.

He furrows his eyebrows and pulls away from her. “Are you drunk?”

“I had a few drinks,” she says. Her eyes make their way down his body to his hands - god, even his hands turn her on. She reaches out to grab him but he quickly pulls away from her.

“Y/n…” he says, disappointment filling his voice.

“What?” Her voice is almost squeaky, now worried that her intoxication is going to be an issue for him.

“We can’t if you’re drunk,” he sighs and lays back on her bed, covering his face with his elbow as he tries to come to terms with the fact he won’t be getting the relief he was so excited to get a few moments ago.

“Oh come on… it was just a few drinks, I’m perfectly fine to -“

“You smell like a damn bar, woman. You’ve had more than a few drinks,” he cuts her off, looking over at her.

“It’s not like I don’t know what I’m doing,” she says, climbing to sit beside him as she leans over him. Her voice drags a little but she tries her best to hide it, wanting to appear as together as possible. Her lips hover over his as she gives him a small smile, hoping to soften him up.

He brings his hand to her face, lightly gripping her jaw to keep her at bay as he scans her face, noticing her glazed over eyes and flushed cheeks.

“Forget about it,” he says quietly, kissing the tip of her nose. As much as yearns for her lips, he can’t give in to her. Not when he’s sober and she’s all but wasted.

“Oh, c’mon,” she pouts, pulling her face away from his grip and laying her head on his chest briefly before she gets the idea to nuzzle her face into his neck.

She kisses what she knows is his sweet spot above his collarbone, slowly working her way to his earlobe to bite it gently. She lets her breath come out hot as she exhales, knowing that’s the quickest way to get him turned on.

His body stirs almost instantly, returning him to an even more intense state of excitement than the one he was in when he first got here. He tenses under her as a small groan escapes his lips and a battle breaks out in his mind between the part of him that desperately wants to give into her and the part that knows it’s wrong in her current condition.

With a deep breath and every bit of self control he can muster, he sits up again and scoots away from her on the bed. This doesn’t stop her from going after him, though.

“Vinnie,” she says in the sweetest voice she can find within herself as she straddles his legs and wraps her arms around his body in a hug, resting her cheek on his shoulder.

His hands sit firmly by his sides not wanting to grab her and encourage her, but also not being able to find the will to move her off of him. “Y/n…” he replies in a low tone.

“I promise I won’t regret it tomorrow,” she runs her hands up and down his back, pushing her hips against his to get a better feeling of the hard on in his pants.

“Nope,” he says in a monotone voice, doing his best to keep a stern demeanor against her begging. “I can’t. It’s not right and you know it.”

“I know what I want…” she pulls away from his shoulder, grazing her lips against his. “And it’s you,” she says softly, pursing her lips in a kiss. His mouth stays unmoving, not giving her anything in return.

She huffs in frustration and pushing herself against him harder, making them both fall back against the bed again.

“Look at me, Vincent…” she says, drawing her eyebrows together in her best attempt to fake any sort of dominance. “Look me in the eye,” she keeps her eyes open as she rests her forehead against his.

“I’m looking at ya, my little cyclops,” he chuckles.

Though she’s upset that he won’t give in to her, she can’t help but laugh as she pulls away from him again and runs her hands down his sides.

A small smiles stays on his face as he looks up at her and he can’t help but feel a small wave of genuine affection for her. But his smile quickly fades as the remembrance of their situation creeps back into his mind - friends with benefits, nothing more.

He sighs, pushing the thoughts out of his mind and bringing his hands to her hips, finally giving in to her. Just a little bit. His throbbing cock stays pressed firmly against the warmth between her legs and he watches as she moves her hands to her own waist.

His breath hitches in his throat when he realizes she’s about to take her shirt off, scared he won’t be able to keep his hands off of her if she’s exposed in front of him.

“Y/n,” he whispers.

She looks at him with a small pout on her face. “Are you uncomfortable?” She asks.

“No. I’m not uncomfortable,” he reassures her.

“Do you want me to stop?”

“I want you to keep going but I need you to stop because nothing can happen between us right now and you’re gonna drive me crazy,” he says quietly.

She smirks at him a little bit as she continues to lift her shirt over her head.

His eyes instantly move to her chest and his grip on her hips tighten as he feels his cheeks flush and his cock twitch a little at the sight of her.

He clears his throat and swallows hard, finally peeling his eyes away from her chest and back to her face. She gives him a coy smile, knowing she’s wearing him down and reaches behind her back to unclasp her bra.

Her tits rest against her body, now fully in the open for him to see but his eyes don’t move from her face. The throbbing between her legs is almost painful at this point as she looks down at his pretty face and red cheeks.

“It’s not like we haven’t fucked plenty before,” she says softly, leaning toward his face and placing another small kiss to his lips. This time, he returns the kiss. It’s only a small one but it counts.

If they had never been together before, she would understand his hesitation - in fact, she might even be grateful for it. But they’ve been friends for a while and they’ve been physical more times than she could even count.

“And every time you’ve been sober,” he says against her lips. Despite his better judgment, he can’t help but let his hands wonder further up her waist.

“It’s not like I’m black out drunk right now. I’m coherent, I can still think for myself. I want you when I’m sober and I want you now,” she says, kissing him again.

He lets out a breath as he realizes he’s not winning this battle with her. And if she keeps pushing him, he’s not going to win the one with himself, either.

“How about… how about you get yourself off. And I tell you what to do the whole time,” he says, bringing one hand from her waist and brushing her hair behind her ear.

His plan surprises her. She’s not sure how she feels about it at first but the idea quickly becomes exciting.

“Really?” She asks, sitting up again.

“Yeah,” he nods. “That way you get off and but we don’t actually do anything together.”

“Okay… but I feel bad about you,” she says, looking down to his waistline and grinding her hips a little to draw attention to his erection.

“I’ll be fine… maybe we can do something in the morning if I stay the night,” he smiles as the plan comes together. This way, he also has an excuse to stay the night with her without it being too obvious that he really just wants to spend a little more time with her.

“Okay. But first thing in the morning, we’re getting you off too,” she says, moving off of his lap. He sits up again to stand and walks over to her dresser, searching through the top drawer.

“What are we going to do?” She asks.

“Where’s your vibrator?”

“In the nightstand beside the bed,” she points.

“You moved it?” He asks, making his way to the other side of the room and opening the nightstand’s drawer.

“Yeah… well, I was using it a little bit ago but you sounded a whole lot better so, you know,” she smiles and shrugs.

He chuckles, shaking his head and climbs back on the bed. He rests his back against the headboard and opens his arms, inviting her to sit between his legs. “C’mere. Sit with your back against me.”

She nods and eagerly makes her way into that position, resting the back of her head against his shoulder.

“Step by step, follow my commands,” he says quietly. His breath right against her ear sends tingles down her spine and makes her hair stand on end as she nods in agreement.

“Take your pants off.”

She quickly obeys him, sliding her pants off her legs and tossing them to the side. He hands her the vibrator and then points to the mirror on the wall directly across the bed where they can see themselves perfectly.

“Look in the mirror and don’t look away,” he says. “Spread your legs.”

She nods and does as he says, resting her feet on either side of his legs, leaving herself wide open. Seeing the look of lust for her in his eyes through the mirror is already pushing her beyond excitement and into a whole new level of desperation. She feels almost animalistic for him as her heart starts pounding in her chest, anticipating the next few minutes between them.

He bites his lip looking at her and takes a deep breath to gather himself before speaking again. “Turn the vibrator on and bring it to your neck.”

She’s a bit confused at his demand, but turns it on. The moment it touches her neck, a small and breathless laugh escapes her from her mouth as her whole body tenses and feels electrified under the vibration.

She realizes where he was going with this and take a moment to appreciate him in her head. One thing she loves about Vinnie is that he knows exactly what to do to get her going - things she’d never even think of for herself, like this.

“You like that?” He asks softly, smiling as he rests his chin on the shoulder opposite of where her vibrator is.

“Yeah,” she nearly squeals as she squirms a little. She starts to pull it away but he taps her thigh.

“Keep it there until I say to stop,” he says.

“Okay,” she nods, keeping the vibrator in place as she lets out another small laugh mixed with a little discomfort. The feeling starts to become almost too much as goosebumps form across her body and her breathing becomes more difficult with her body staying in that tensed state for a little too long. But him… he’s elated watching her struggle a little against it.

“Vinnie,” she whines out.

“Just a little longer,” he smiles and pulls away from her a little bit to give her room for his next instruction. “Move it closer to your back, around to your shoulder blade.”

She nods again, closing her eyes to brace with the feeling as she drags the vibrator around from the crease of her neck, past her ear then to her back. The feeling is even more intense than it was on her neck, causing her to recoil slightly under the hum of it.

“Hold it,” he says, seeing her reaction and knowing she wants to pull it away.

She can’t acknowledge his words in any other way than to do what he’s telling her, holding it there. Just as she’s afraid she won’t be able to take it anymore, he finally speaks again. “Move it down to your tits.”

“Okay,” she breathes out, happy to finally get a little relief. She drags it down to her chest, running it in small circles over each of her nipples as she pushes her back against his chest again, returning the back of her head to his shoulder.

She lets out small moans as her nipples become harder under the stimulation. “Feels so good.”

“I know baby,” he says softly, fighting his urge to massage her tits himself. His cock is so strained against his pants at this point that it’s actually painful, and he knows he’s going to have to excuse himself to the bathroom as soon as she’s finished to quietly relieve himself. He’s not going to be able to wait until the morning.

“Move it to your clit,” he says, gripping the sheets beside him as he braces himself for the most exciting part of it all.

She nods and eagerly moves it to her wet core. The second it touches her clit, a loud moan erupts from her throat and her whole body starts throbbing against him.

She closes her eyes, melting into the pleasure and he brings his open palm to her face, laying a light smack to her cheek. “Keep your eyes on the mirror,” he demands.

She opens her eyes again, quickly shifting her gaze back to the mirror in front of them.

“Good girl,” he smiles. “You see how your perfect little pussy pulses like that?”

Her eyes shift down from his face, to the sight between her legs. “Mhmm,” she moans.

“I fucking love that. That’s how I know I’ve got you right where I want you,” he smiles, kissing her shoulder. “Wrapped around my finger… usually literally.”

She lets out a small giggle and another moans comes from her throat as she struggles to keep her eyes open against the pleasure.

“I want you Vinnie,” she whines, turning her head to look at him. She craves the feeling of him inside of her.

“You’ve got me, baby. I’m right here. Just keep doing what you’re doing,” he kisses her forehead. “So good for me, I love this.”

“Can… can you take your shirt off at least? I wan - wanna feel you against me,” she stutters.

“Yes, I can do that,” he says. She leans forward, not moving the vibrator from her clit as he slides his shirt off. Though she can’t see him fully, images of his physique fill her mind and she relaxes back into him again, feeling his warmth against her back.

His arms come and grip her waist as he speaks against her ear again. “Put it inside you.”

Chills from his breath roll through her body again and she slides the vibrator into herself with ease, giving her a whole new sensation.

A groan escapes his lips as he watches the way she wraps around the toy, wishing more than anything that it was him inside of her. He even goes as far as to scold her in his head for inviting him over while she’s drunk, but he can’t stay mad at her for it. He’s truthfully just happy to be here with her, despite the torture she’s putting him through.

He smiles against her skin, realizing he might even like this type of frustration, however mind numbingly crazy it drives him. “Start thrusting it.”

She turns it up to the max speed as she pulls it out of her and pushes it back in again and again. Her eyes start to close again but she catches herself and moves up a little bit to keep herself alert. Every thrust of it send waves of ecstasy through her entire body, from her hands to her feet.

“Go faster,” he says, biting her shoulder just enough for her to feel it.

She picks up the pace instantly, making her hips lift off the bed a little as she pushes against the toy, loving ever bit of the way it feel inside of her and the way he feels against her back.

“You think you can squirt for me, baby?” He moans, moving his hands into his pockets to keep himself under control.

“Yeah!” She moans, already feeling the pressure building.

“Of course you can, my good girl can do it all,” he kisses her shoulder. “Keep thrusting just like that, a little faster if you need to. Pull it out fast when you think you’re ready, just we like always do.”

She nods, unable to speak through her pleasure and moans. She picks up the pace, and her free hand grabs his knee as she squeezes it for dear life. The pressure builds and builds before she finally pulls the vibrator out of her, watching in the mirror as the clear liquid soaks the bed in front of them.

The both laugh a little and she goes right back to thrusting the vibrator in herself, moving quickly again to try and get one more round of this. The pressure builds almost instantly and she does the same thing a second time, soaking herself, his pants, and the bed.

“God, that’s perfect baby! You got it. Making a mess all over the place, my pretty girl,” he groans against her skin. His right hand leaves his pocket, instinctually reaching for her pussy to finish her off but he stops himself, balling his hand into a fist.

He mutters a few expletives under his breath at himself as the same battle as before wages in his mind. “Move it back to your clit,” he says fiercely at her, getting legitimately frustrated at this point. “Now.”

He wants to touch her so bad, he almost can’t even stand it. But he decides to just grip her throat instead. At least it’s just her throat.

His palm wraps around her neck and he takes careful note of the tightness of his grip, not wanting to accidentally put too much pressure on her in the heat of his own desire.

His hand on her sends her close to the edge as he throws her head back against him, moaning and whining through the powerful sensations ripping through her body.

“I’m gonna… cum!” She finally squeaks out.

“Not yet,” he says, moving his other hand from his pocket and gripping her thigh, letting his nails dig into her just a little.

“But…” she moans again, unsure if she’s going to be able to hold back.

“You can do it, baby. Just a few more seconds,” he says, completely entranced by the way her body is grinding. He just wants to savor this last bit of her before she releases.

“I can’t,” she groans, inching closer and closer to her peak.

“A few more seconds. 5… 4… 3… 2… 1,” he finally releases her throat, letting the blood rush back to her head and sending her off into euphoria. “Cum baby, you deserve it. You’re so good for me, made me so proud holding back until I said so,” he moans, resting his lips against her neck.

Her orgasm hits her hard, and her eyes roll back with her legs shaking. Her moans and the sound of the vibrator fill the otherwise quiet room around them as she rides her high out.

“Mmm, fuck,” he sighs, happy that she finally got her release and relieved that she won’t be tempting him anymore tonight.

Once her high passes, it takes her a minute to come back around to reality as she tries to catch her breath.

“What do we say?” He smiles, brushing her hair back off her sweaty forehead.

“Thank you for letting me cum,” she smiles, finally calming down again.

“Good girl baby,” he kisses her forehead. “Now, I gotta pee. Get comfortable in bed and I’ll be right back. We can clean up later.”

She nods, still dazed as he gently lifts her over his leg, laying her beside him. He gets up and nearly trips over himself trying to get into the bathroom.

As soon as the door shuts behind him, he desperately pulls his pants down just far enough to expose himself and sits on the edge of the tub as he begins to stroke his cock.

All he can think about is her and what she just did - the way her moans were vibrating against his lips on her neck and the way she begged for him the whole time.

He looks down sees the release of her squirting still soaked through his pants resting against his thigh and almost instantly gets hit with his own orgasm. He throws his head back, biting his lip to keep his moans quiet as he cums against his stomach.

Once he’s done he takes a deep breath and stand up, walking over to the sink. He turns the water on low, wiping himself clean and washing hands then takes a moment to gather his thoughts before pulling his pants up.

He walks over to flush the toilet and turns the sink on a little higher so she’s not suspicious of what he’s actually doing in here.

Once he’s sure he can face her again, he turns the sink off and opens the door to make his way back to her bed, still a little lightheaded.

He lays next to her, pulling her against him and she looks at him, immediately noticing the flushed look on his face and the fact that his erection is gone.

“Did you just jack off in there?” She asks in a serious tone. The look on his face when he realizes he’s been caught makes her laugh and she rests her head against his chest.

“Was it obvious?” He asks, chuckling with her.

“Just a lucky guess,” she smiles and kisses his cheek.

“I’m still gonna rail the hell out of you first thing in the morning,” he smirks down at her, gently rubbing his hand across her head.

“Ugh. I can’t fucking wait,” she smiles.

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[venicebixch]

Alleyway

random smut with rough sex, degradation, exhibitionism, and squirting. a little bit of aftercare at the end. you’ve been warned. enjoy!

“You’re gonna fucking learn the hard way, I guess,” Vinnie says, grabbing the back of my head guiding me around to the alleyway beside the building. “I’ve told you 3 times I don’t want you around that guy. I know what he’s about. And here you fucking are at almost midnight in some club blatantly ignoring what I told you. You and your little fucking friends making me look stupid.”

“Vinnie please stop, he’s just a friend! Not even my friend, he’s Elizabeth’s friend. I don’t even talk to him when I’m around him,” I hold my hand up to his to try to keep him from pulling my hair too hard.

He shakes his head, angry. “I don’t give a fuck if he’s the god damn queen of England’s friend, I don’t want you around him. It’s a bad look, it makes you look like a fuckin whore,” he pushes me hard against the alley wall. “But I guess that doesn’t matter to you cause that’s what you fucking are, aren’t you?” He brings his hand to my neck, squeezing it. “A fucking whore.”

“No I’m not,” I manage to squeak out, putting my hand to his chest.

He releases my neck and slaps my face. “Oh yeah? On your knees.”

“But there are people that walk by here,” I say, holding my hand to my cheek.

“I don’t give a fuck. Let them see us.”

I obey not wanting to piss him off even more. I like getting Vinnie mad and I love the sex that I get out of it but sometimes he gets too worked up.

He drops his pants and boxers, his cock exposed in front of me. He smacks it across my face a few times.

“Open wide,” he says, grabbing my head and pushing my mouth down on to him, shoving his cock to the back of my throat.

I gag and excess spit immediately fills my mouth and drips down my chin.

“Yeah. Choke on it,” he holds it there for a couple seconds then starts fucking my face, thrusting in and out of my mouth. His moaning and my gargling noises echo around us. I can feel the gravel digging into my knees.

I bring my hands up to his thighs trying to keep his thrusts at bay but it doesn’t help, he’s too strong.

He pulls my head back to let me take a breath and spits on my face, rubbing it around.

I moan, almost out of breath. “Oh fuck, Vinnie!”

A smile spreads across his face and he laughs a little. “You like it huh?”

“Yes daddy,” I nod, smiling up at him.

“Yeah, pretty girl.”

He bends down and pulls my shirt and bra off my shoulders, exposing my tits. He smacks each one then grabs my head and shoves shoves his cock in my mouth again.

I hear voices approaching the alley and try to pull back but he doesn’t let me.

“I said let them see us,” he says as he keeps fucking my mouth.

My hands go limp by my side as I submit to him. My throbbing core gets wetter by the second. I know it’s wrong and it shouldn’t excite me but the thought of other people seeing me get degraded like this makes me desperately horny.

The voices eventually pass by, and we seemingly go unnoticed in the dark.

He pulls out of my mouth and brings me up to my feet again by my hair.

“Bend over,” he demands.

I turn around and bend, pressing my face against the brick wall, and he practically rips my pants down. He lays 4 hard smacks to my ass causing me to cry out.

“Ow, Vinnie,” I say, pushing his hand back.

“Stop your fucking whining. Take it like a good girl.”

I nod my head. “Yes sir.”

He runs his hand over my soaking wet slit and teases my clit before shoving 2 fingers into me, pumping quickly.

I spread my legs as far apart as the pants around my ankles will let me, moaning.

He laughs. “You just love this don’t you, you fucking brat.”

“Uh huh,” I moan, my mouth wide open. I feel the wall scratching up my cheek as he presses my head into it.

“You like being treated like a fucking object? Cause that’s what you fucking are. Nothing but a wet hole for me to jack off into.” He takes his fingers out of me and smacks my ass again, pulling my hair back.

Before I have time to speak, he lines his cock up and slams it into me, cause me to groan out, still sore from last night’s fucking.

He holds my hands behind my back as he thrusts as deep as he can. “Oh my god,” I moan.

Lightheaded and barely able to stand at this point, my knees start to give out from beneath me. He lowers me to the ground and turns me flat on my stomach. The cold concrete rests against my tits, stomach and thighs.

He holds my arms behind me with one of his hands and brings his other hand around, using 3 of his fingers to open my mouth and gag me.

Soon enough, my core starts tightening around his cock and I feel a pressure start to build.

“I’m gonna squirt,” I try to say with his fingers in my mouth.

“Do it, pretty baby. Let it out, come on,” he pulls his hand away from my face and sits back up as he continues to thrust into me, pulling my ass cheeks apart to get a better view of my pussy.

I feel that sweet release as the wetness pools on the ground, soaking my thighs and his cock.

“Yeah, baby! Good fucking girl. You know no one can fuck you like I can, can they baby?”

I rest my head against the ground, groaning. “No daddy, no one can. You’re the only one.”

“I love how fucking desperate you are for my cock. You make me feel so good.”

“I love it, Vinnie. I love you!” I moan with my last bit of breath before my orgasm hits me, sending me into euphoria. My pussy pulses around his cock.

“I came! I’m sorry I didn’t mean to,” I whine, almost in tears.

“Oh fuck baby. You’ll pay for that later, mark my fucking words,” he pushes into me as far as he can and I feel his cock twitch as he releases himself inside of me, moaning unapologetically loud.

Once he catches his breath, he pulls out of me and I feel his cum drip from my core. He stands and pulls his pants up, then helps me up.

I wipe the dirt and gravel from my body, fix my shirt, and slip my pants back on over my waist, my thighs still semi-wet from both of our releases.

I look up at him and he pulls me in, brushing my hair back and kissing me gently.

“And I love you too, baby. I’m sorry I got so mad,” he says.

“It’s okay, I should have listened to you. If the tables were turned, I’d be mad too. I’m sorry.”

He smiles and kisses my forehead then wraps his arms around me in a hug. We walk out of the alley to go to the car. As we come from the shadows, I glance over and see 2 people smoking cigarettes outside of the club we’re at. They’re staring at us.

I grab Vinnie tighter and look up at him. He sees them too and smiles at them, waving.

“Vin, stop,” I giggle, burying my face into his body.

He opens the car door for me. “Oh please. I’m sure this happens all the time here,” he says, smirking at me.

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[venicebixch]

For You part 5

smut. the love making kind. fluff. praise kink. cockwarming. enjoy :)

Her kiss almost stuns him, catching him completely off guard and nearly knocking the wind out of him. He brings his hand to her face, holding her there against his lips and savoring the taste of her as he completely melts into her. This moment he’s thought about so many times before is finally happening. 

A small whine leaves her throat as she pulls away from him, looking up at him with flushed cheeks. “I’m sorry,” she whispers, worried that she kissed him too suddenly.

He shakes his head with furrowed brows and kisses her again and a new kind of excitement fills her, sure now that he’s okay with this and even wanting more of her.

She parts her lips, inviting his tongue into her mouth. His hand comes to her waist, sending the message that she can move as close to him as she’d like and she doesn’t waste a single second to do just that. 

She turns her body, lifting her leg over his lap to straddle him. Her hands tangle in his hair as their kiss deepens. A throbbing feeling almost instantly forms between her legs as she pushes her hips against his, grindingly lightly.

His hands grip either side of her waist tightly and he tries to keep himself from getting too excited, unsure where exactly she plans to go with this kiss.

After a few moments, he pulls away from her, resting his forehead against hers trying to think of what to say and how to say it but she takes the words right of his mouth when she says, “I want you, Vinnie.”

He groans as her words fill him with an unbearable excitement and he gently lifts her off of him and stands, taking her hand to lead her out of the hot tub. “Come on, pretty girl.” 

They both stumble trying to wrap themselves in their towels and make their way back inside the house, running straight for their shared bedroom upstairs. He all but slams the bedroom door and locks it behind them. He turns toward her again and grabs her waist, pulling her close, and kissing her as he backs her toward the bed. 

He can’t hide his excitement anymore as his hard on grows by the second, pushing against her stomach. She lays back on the bed and he climbs between her legs, neither of them caring that their clothes are still wet from the hot tub. 

His mouth moves from hers, trailing across her cheek to her ear and then down to her neck, stopping right above her collarbone as he sucks gently.

The feeling is almost overwhelming, sending her into a state of pure bliss and she wraps her legs around him, grinding her hips into his with his hard on now pressing between her legs, rubbing her clit gently through the fabric. 

Quiet moans leave her mouth, vibrating his lips gently against her neck, and his hand wanders up her stomach. “Can I take your top off?” He asks. 

“Yes,” she nods, eagerly sitting up. He reaches around and unties her top, pulling it away from her body. His eyes meet her chest for the first time, making his breath catch in his throat. She expected that she’d feel vulnerable and shy like before but she feels completely comfortable in front of him as she lays back again. 

 “So beautiful, baby,” he whispers. His mouth connects with her neck again and he starts to kiss his way down to her tits, taking one of her nipples into his mouth. She feels them instantly harden and rests her head against the bed, wrapping her hands in his hair. Her moans get a little louder now, as her desire for him builds more and more.  

He mouth moves to her other tit, latching on and sucking at different speeds, teasing her with his tongue. He pulls away from her and smiles, seeing the state of frenzy she’s already in for him.

He brushes his lips against her neck one more time before he lays a series of agonizingly slow and soft kisses down her chest and stomach. Her breathing is deep and rapid now, anticipating getting more of him.

Finally he finds himself on his knees on the ground with his face positioned between her legs as he holds each side of her hips. “Can I take these off?” 

“Yes! You don’t have to ask anymore, Vin. Do whatever you want with me,” she whines, looking down at him. 

He smiles wide, going crazy over the idea of having her laid out in front of him and telling him that. He kisses her inner thighs, sucking harder than he did on the other parts of her body. He grips the waistband of her bikini and pulls them down, exposing her perfect cunt to him for the first time.

The vulnerability she expected to feel when he took her top off finally creeps in, but the exposure doesn’t feel bad - if anything, it’s adding to her excitement. 

He licks his lips, excited to taste her but he doesn’t want to move too fast. He wants to take it slow with her, savor every moment of their time together. He latches on to her inner thigh again, and runs his finger up her slit, passing her entrance until he reaches her clit. He works it in soft circles, making her body pulse against him. 

He grips her outer thigh with his other hand and runs his tongue from the spot he was sucking on all the way to her pussy, slowly licking the same path his finger had just followed until he replaces his finger with his mouth on her clit. 

The feeling sends a shockwave through her, making her throw her head back and moan. “Fuck, Vinnie.”

He smiles against her and starts to suck gently. She tastes a little sweet against his tongue, just like he expected her to. Her hands find their way back to his hair again, this time tugging as she pulls him into her more and grinds herself against his mouth.

His warm breath forms goosebumps over her body, and the sensation of his soft tongue and lips combined with the hard surface of his teeth pushed against her has her in shambles under him already. 

He slowly slides his finger over her entrance, teasing gently before he pushes it in, curling it in an upward motion and pressing right against her g-spot. Every flick of his tongue and curl of his finger sends waves of pleasure washing through every inch of her body.

He moves his free hand from her outer thigh and pushes against her lower stomach to hold her in place as she squirms under him. Just a few minutes of this and she can feel her orgasm coming on fast and strong. “I - I’m gonna cum…” she whines. “Right there, ju - just like that.” 

He starts to moan against her, adding a soft vibration to push her over the edge and within seconds, her eyes close and her whole body tenses.

Unapologetically loud moans echo off the walls before coming to a halt as her mind gets clouded with pure ecstasy, unable to make a sound. He takes every bit of her release on his tongue with a smile as he looks up at her writhe from the pleasure he’s giving her.

“Oh my god,” she groans. “I… oh my god,” she tries to open her eyes but it takes her a moment to gather herself. 

He pulls away from her with a wide grin, breathless himself now. “I know, baby. Don’t have to say anything.” 

He stands, pulling his pants down. He lays on the bed beside her and puts his hand against her face, kissing her gently. “Let’s get you comfortable. Move up a little and rest your head on the pillow,” he says, helping her move. 

Once she’s situated, he spreads her legs and positions himself against her entrance. She looks down, finally seeing his cock for the first time and bites her lip. It’s been almost a year since she’s been with anyone and his size is… intimidating. Bigger than she expected, by far, and bigger than anyone else she’s ever been with. 

He holds himself above her and kisses her forehead. “You ready?” 

She nods, spreading her legs more and sinking her hips further into the bed to open herself up as much as possible. “You’re big… go slow at first.” 

He chuckles and blushes a little bit. “I’ll be so gentle with you, don’t worry.”

She smiles and kisses him again. He starts to push his way into her once slow inch at a time, stretching her to the point that it’s almost a little scary but the pleasure far outweighs any discomfort she has. She knows she just has to get used to him. 

“Fuck,” she groans, gripping his shoulders.

“You okay?”

“Mhmm,” she nods, closing her eyes tight. “You can do it, baby. You can take me. We’re almost there.” 

He finally bottoms out, making them both moan. He leans down, kissing her neck again in that same spot above her collarbone, trying to be mindful not to leave any marks on her. 

“You feel so good baby,” he says softly. He wraps one arm under her, holding her around her back by her waist and moves in and out of her in hard but slow strokes. “My pretty, pretty girl.” 

A wide smile spreads across her face at his use of the word “my” - the thought of her being his girl makes her feel those butterflies again. 

“Your girl?” She asks softly.

“My girl. My beautiful girl,” he smiles against her skin. 

She turns her head to kiss his cheek and wraps her legs around him, holding him tight against her body. Chest to chest, she feels safe and secure underneath him and his warmth. “I wanna be yours, Vinnie.”

“Then you are, baby. I’ve wanted you for so fucking long,” he says. He starts to pick up his pace a little bit, earning louder moans from her. 

She wraps her arms completely around him like a hug. She feels almost overwhelmed for him - by her desire for him. Not just physically in this moment, but in everything. His mind, his heart, his laughter. Like she’s yearned for his soul her whole life.

He pulls away from her neck and rests his forehead on her, their lips grazing each other’s. “I want you to ride me, baby. Can you do that for me?” 

“Yes,” she nods. He rolls over, letting her get on top. She straddles him, slowly lowering herself back on to him. This new angle makes him feel even bigger, as if that’s possible. 

“Fuck,” she throws her head back as he bottoms out. She starts to grind her hips up and down, side to side in controlled but quick motions. 

“God damn it, Y/n,” he moans and rests his head against the pillow. He grabs her tits in his hands, feeling them bounce with each of her movements and soaking in the sight of her and the way she feels so perfectly wrapped around him. “You take me s-so fuck - fucking good.” 

His words only encourage her to keep going and keep working for him to make him feel as good as possible. “I fucking love it,” she moans, resting her hands on his chest and letting her nails dig into him just a little bit as she starts to bounce.

He moves his thumb to her clit, letting her own movements make her clit rub against it and she almost instantly feels that knot start to form in her stomach again as she gets close to cumming. “Fuck, I’m gonna -” she can’t finish her words as her second high hits her.

It almost sends him over the edge too and he groans watching her facial expression, loving how she’s looking completely fucked out and blissful, and feeling her pulse around him getting wetter by the second.

As her movements get a little sloppier he grabs her waist to help her and starts to thrust up, making sure that she gets as much pleasure as she can from this. Her thighs squeeze tightly around his body as she tenses and then goes almost limp from the euphoria. 

“Fuck,” he moans. He can’t hold back any more and his own release follows right along with hers as he paints the inside of her cunt with every ounce he has to offer her. His head feels dazed and he has spots in his vision as it passes.

He wraps his arms around her and pulls her down to him, kissing her again. She smiles and starts to move off of him, but he holds her tighter. “Don’t go anywhere yet,” he says quietly. “I wanna feel you for a while.” 

She smiles and nods, resting her head on his shoulder. He gently rubs her back and she caresses his arms and lays a few soft kisses to his neck.

After a few minutes, he gently rolls her over. He brings one of her legs over his hip and keeps them close so that he’s still inside of her and he rests his head on his arm as they look at each other. 

“Are we cockwarming?” She smiles. 

“Yes we are. Do you like it?” 

“I do. A lot.” 

He chuckles and kisses her forehead. He holds the side of her face, brushing his thumbs gently over her cheek. “So,” he smiles. 

“So…” she giggles. “Are we like,” he shrugs. “Dating now?” 

“Yes,” she says without hesitation. 

A wider smile spreads across his face and he closes his eyes, just enjoying her presence with him. She leans her head against his chest and runs her hands down his arms, tracing each of his tattoos. 

“I like your tattoos by the way,” she says softly. “I haven't seen you since you got them. They look cool. They suit you very well.” 

“Thank you. I got my first one within a few days of turning 18 and haven’t stopped since. I think I have a problem,” he laughs. “I’m glad you like them.”

“I think my favorite is this one,” she runs her finger across the Creation of Adam tattoo of the two fingers touching. 

He looks down to see which one she’s talking about. “That’s one of my favorites, too,” he smiles. 

“And this one,” she runs her hands across the ‘Break My Heart’ tattoo on his chest. “Edgy but cool,” she laughs. 

“Don’t take it literally,” he smiles. 

“I have no plans on breaking your heart,” she kisses him. 

“Thank god,” he chuckles. “I don’t know if I’d survive it.”

She smiles and rests her head back on his chest again. “I wish you would have told me sooner how you felt about me. I feel like we wasted so much time not being together.”

“I know, sweet girl. Me too. If I had known our potential, I would’ve done it much sooner,” he sighs softly. “But I’ve got you now and I’m not letting you go. Ever.”

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[venicebixch]

Vinnie finally builds up the courage to ask y/n on a date

It’s A Date

all fluff :)

Vinnie’s eyes dart to the bottom corner of his computer screen just in time to see the clock strike 5:30 am. It’s almost his favorite time of day. Y/n should be making her way downstairs to have herself a cup of coffee any time now and he wants to make it to the kitchen before she does.

His stomach turns a little as he stands up, eyes feeling heavy and his mind slightly dazed from the early stages of his mild sleep deprivation. As eccentric as his behavior would probably seem to most people, he carries no shame in this little routine of his - staying up all night just to meet her in the kitchen for a casual interaction before she goes about her busy schedule. It’s the only alone time he can ever find with her before the rest of the house wakes up and they spend their days apart or surrounded by other people.

For a while he tried to get up at the same time as her but being the nightowl that he is, he found that to be more difficult than pulling these all-nighters. He’d never admit this is what he does, though, and he’s always sure to go down at slightly different times to avoid seeming suspicious.

But today his routine is going to be slightly different because this morning is a special morning. It’s the morning he plans to finally ask her out on a proper date.

He takes a deep breath to calm himself and ease his nervous stomach before he tiptoes from his room and down the staircase. As he gets closer to the bottom step, he’s surprised when the smell of fresh coffee is already lingering in the air.

Is she up already? he thinks to himself.

His heart rate picks up a little. He had been betting on those few extra minutes alone to go over the monologue he has planned, and to build up the courage he’s sure he’s going to need.

His mouth moves in silent pleas for the kitchen to be empty when he gets there, for his nose to be playing tricks on him. He walks quicker, finally rounding the corner to the kitchen and sure enough, there she is… leaning against the cold countertop with her chin resting in her hand and her eyes skimming the pages of whatever book she’s reading this month.

He pauses in his tracks with his first instinct being to turn around and run right back up the stairs and away from this crazy idea he’s got. But he can’t find the will to move his feet. Instead, he stays planted right there, admiring how nice she looks for being fresh out of bed - her silk robe hanging from her shoulders. Her hair falling around her face with part of it tucked behind her ears. She’s almost fairy-like in her movements as her fingers gently grip the edge of her book with one hand and tug lightly at the flesh on her cheek with her other as she sways in absentmindedness.

He can’t help but smile a little at the sight of her, and as much as he’d love to stand here and stare at her all morning, he decides it would probably be best to play it cool and move forward with his plan so he takes a few more steps and clears his throat before speaking. “You’re up earlier than usual.”

His voice startles her, making her jump slightly. She quickly turns to face him, placing her hand over her chest as if it’ll calm her racing heart. “Oh, you scared me,” she says softly.

He chuckles. “I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay,” she smiles. “Uh… yeah, I couldn’t sleep very well last night so I decided to go ahead and get up for the day instead of fighting myself to try and get that last half hour of sleep.”

He walks over to the fridge and opens the door, standing there as his eyes wander over its contents. “Was anything specific keeping you up or was it just one of those nights?”

“Just one of those nights I think…” she says, but the way her voice trails makes it sound as if she’s holding something back. He turns toward her, scanning her face for any signs of what might be wrong but he comes up empty handed.

“Mmm, you don’t sound so sure about that,” he says, trying to keep his voice friendly and soft, not prying.

She moves her eyes back to her book and bites her lip lightly. He watches her closely as her brows furrow, like she’s thinking about something specific, or perhaps she’s just thinking what she wants to say next.

“I don’t know…” she nearly whispers. She brings her fingers to her mouth, biting gently on her nails. After a few moments of silence, she looks back at him and blushes when she realizes he’s waiting for her to finish her thought. “Sometimes I just get restless sleeping alone.”

His heart skips a beat, excited by her words as he finds himself feeling the same way most nights. “Me too,” he doesn’t miss a beat to let her know this about himself.

She purses her lips and tilts her head to the side a little. “Really?”

“Mhmm,” he nods.

She smiles, surprised to hear him say this. He’s always seemed content to be alone, never expressing any interest in the girls who constantly throw themselves at him. “Well, you have options from what I’ve seen, so why do you sleep alone?”

He laughs, but that feeling of nervousness washes over him again. He turns back to the fridge to grab the orange juice, then walks over to the cabinet beside her to grab a cup, completely on autopilot as he quickly tries to come up with an explanation for that.

“Um… I don’t know. I guess it’s a very specific type of intimacy, even if it’s platonic. Nothing says ‘I trust you’ more than sleeping next to someone,” he says.

“So, what… you have trust issues, then?” She says, with a subtle taunting in her tone.

“Not necessarily,” he shakes his head. “I’m just picky.”

“Picky?”

“Yeah… picky.”

“Well I should say so. I’ve lived here for 6 months now and don’t think I’ve ever seen you have a girl over,” she smiles, then her eyes widen a little as she realizes how that may sound to him. “Not that there’s anything wrong with that! It’s just with how many girls show interest, I would have figured you’d be with someone by now.”

His nervousness gets more intense as his heart starts to really pound away inside his chest, wondering if this would be the perfect moment for him to confess his feelings for her. He tries to recite the monologue he had planned but it just sounds like a jumbled mess of words in his mind now.

He swallows and looks at her, saying the only thing he can think to say. “I’m not interested in them.”

“Why not?” She takes a sip of her coffee.

“Cause I’m already interested in someone… have been for a while.”

“Who?” She smiles again.

“You,” he says before he can stop himself. The word comes out sharp but quiet and he’s instantly filled with regret as her demeanor changes, from friendly to blank… unreadable.

His mind starts racing, scolding himself for being so stupid as the clarity starts to set in that if he’s just confessed his feelings and she doesn’t feel the same way, he has no plan on how he would face her around the house from now on. Or stand to know that this crush he’s carried for months now, safely tucked away inside his heart and brain and shielded from the disappointment of her denial, has been exposed.

His cheeks flush to a deep red and he opens his mouth to try to take back what he’s said to her but just before he can speak, a smile breaks through her stone laden face.

“Really?” She asks.

“Really,” he says quietly.

She giggles and shakes her head, setting her coffee down. Her reaction is confusing, he’s not sure how to take it - is she laughing because she’s happy or is she laughing because she’s embarrassed and uncomfortable? His thoughts start to get away from him and he pictures all the worst case scenarios of how this brief interaction is going to end.

“I like you too,” she says.

And just like that, those thoughts come to a halt and completely disappear as joy and excitement take their place.

“Really?” He asks with bright eyes.

“Yeah,” she nods. “I’ve actually liked you for a while, I was just too shy to say anything. I kinda thought you might like me too because… well, it doesn’t matter why I thought that. But I do like you, Vin. I’m glad you told me,” she places her hand on his arm.

He laughs, feeling foolish for all his worry and the fact that it took him so long to build up the courage for this moment.

“Well, that’s a relief,” he smiles. “So… would you wanna go out sometime soon? Maybe to a movie or dinner or something? Whatever you want.”

Her smile widens. “Yeah, I’d like that.”

“Alright. Then it’s a date.”

“It’s a date,” she laughs.

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[pinkcocaines1ut]

𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐞  .𝐯.𝐡

warnings : somewhat edited work, smut*, daddy kink, praising, oral fem receiving, choking, hair pulling, slapping, spanking, swearing, nipple play, amateur, lmk if I forgot anything

vinnie hacker x fem reader

notes for reader : lower case intended, I switch from first to second person regularly to get the full experience for you <3  2.9k words

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vinnie and I were sitting on his bed watching anime, he was leant against the headboard, and I was laying on my stomach with my feet up in the air, “put your fucking feet down I can't see the tv” vinnie said from behind me grabbing my ankles moving my feet onto his lap. I looked back a him and smiled, watching him rub my feet. 

vinnie and I had been bestfriends for a couple months now, and he was the best freind you could had asked for. you were always together, and you became friends as soon as you met. and have been glued by the hip ever since. 

5 minutes later vinnie pushed your feet off his lap grabbing a pillow putting it on top of him, looking back wondering why he stopped rubbing your feet, his face was slightly red and he was now focused on the tv not daring to look at you. “what happened” i asked turning on my side looking at him, vinnie dismissed your questions with a shake of the head still not looking at you “vinnie what happened why are you being weird” I now sat up on the bed staring at the pillow over his lap, understanding now what he was trying to conceal “jesus christ vinnie, you get hard at the weirdest stuff” I said laying back down in the position I was in before “well it’s because your ass looks so good in those dumb pants” he reaches over slapping it, then leaning back into his spot 

not even reacting to the slap, I turned the volume up on the tv. after the episode had finished I grabbed the remote playing the next episode “still wanna watch this?” not receiving an answer from vinnie I look back at him seeing his head thrown back on the head board his muscles tensing, eyes closed and clenched jaw. I muted the tv before trying to regain his attention “vinnie?” I put my hand on his thigh making his eyes shoot open looking at me “dont touch me” I smiled at him, sitting in front of him. he watched me move his legs apart sitting in-between them, I pulled the pillow chucking it away, vinnie reached for the pillow but was too slow, me already seeing his hard dick in his boxers ”y/n” I cut off the rest of his sentence, by hooking my fingers under the waistband of his shorts holding it there for a moment. he grabbed my wrist stopping me from pulling down his pants “vinnie if you dont want to just tell me” I said taking my hand away from his waistband, thinking he didn't want to. “no I do. its just that. I've- I don’t-” he paused looking at me in the eyes. “you alright?” I ask furrowing my eyebrows 

“I dont know how” he says letting out a breath “don’t know how to what? have sex?” I ask kind of confused at what he was saying “no. y/n I dont know. I have only ever had sex with one person and it wasn’t good. I dont know how to” I put my hand on the side of his face “it’s ok vinnie” I giggle at him freaking out. I move back to where I was sitting before unmuting the tv “no no wait” he grabbed my arm pulling me back to where I was before “I want you to teach me” I widened eyes slightly, feeling a tingly sensation in my belly. “teach you how?” I ask fiddling with my hands. he stayed silent for a bit, making me look up at him “let me eat your pussy out” he said, making the air in my throat hitch at his blunt words “you could teach me, please let me” he grabbed my arms, just above the elbows, pulling me up towards him making me straddle his waist, as his hands grabbed at my butt, he bit his lip smiling looking to my lips, then grabbing my throat kissing me. a euphoric feeling sped down my body, landing in my spot when he hummed into the kiss. his grasp on my butt tightened as he smacked it, letting his body take control, no longer thinking about the fact he was about to fuck his best friend. as soon as his hand came down onto your ass a second time, a moan escaped your lips making vinnie pull back looking at you kinda shocked. 

“what” I asked looking to his lips wanting to go in for another one “I didn't expect you to moan like that y/n, you sound so pretty” he says as the room started getting foggy with all the sexual tension surrounding the two of you, greater than the two of you expected it to be. I think deep down you both knew this was going to happen eventually. it was just a matter of time before he had you moaning his name. you hum in response to his comment grabbing onto the waistband of his short pulling at the drawstring to untie them. he looked down at your hand “no no no. you gotta teach me first” he says flipping you over so you were on the bottom “okay” you whisper as he grabs the hem of your sweatshirt looking at you “can I take this off pretty girl?” he asks, to which I nod making him pull the fabric from my body leaving me exposed to the cool air of the room “oh my” he gulped looking at the black lacey bra you were wearing. “do you like it daddy?” you ask making him look into your eyes his mouth dropping slightly at the name you just called him. he quickly nodded his head, as you reached around the back, unclipping your bra, but not pulling it off letting him do it since he wants to learn

“go on, take it off me baby boy” you say running your hand through his hair. he reaches for the straps of you bra pulling it from your body, watching as your boobs spill out of it. he groans at the sight, immediately throwing the bra across the room, “ok what do I do” he asks. “um, suck on them, play with them you can also-” you were cut off when vinnie dipped his head down attaching his lips to the tops of your boobs kissing each one before attaching his lips to one of your nipples swirling his tongue around and around, you moaned quietly as he switched to the other, then trailing wet kisses up your body to your neck, sucking hickies into your delicate skin. 

“oh fuck vinnie, your doing so good” you moan as he kisses down your stomach getting to the waistband of your pants, pulling them off along with your panties wasting no time. “alright do you know what your doing” you ask looking at him trying not to stumble over words at the sight of him staring at your pussy, smiling before locking eyes with you. he shook his head, no, in response to your question. he grabbed your thighs spreading them open so he could see all of you. not a place on your beautiful body he hadn't seen now. the last piece to his puzzle 

“o- okay” I said finally stumbling over my words, making him smirk at me “shut up” I say making him blow air on to my pussy. I gasped slightly not knowing he knew to do that “what first” he asks “you- you gotta make me wet” I say, him chuckling after I said that “you already are pretty” he plunged his middle finger inside of me, making me grab the bed sheets beside me. he pulled it back out holding it up making me see how, I was actually really wet. he pulled himself from my legs leaning up putting his middle finger in my mouth “taste yourself” he said making sure I licked every part of my finger before pulling it from my mouth. he went back down to my pussy wrapping his arms around my thighs pulling me towards his face. pressing his tongue straight into me making me moan grabbing the sheets once again. I could feel a wet spot against my thigh as I looked at my spit on my thigh slightly from vinnies finger I sucked pressing against the spot. 

“oh fuck vinnie” i moaned as he started eating me out fully. even though he said he didn't know what he was doing it certainly felt like it. god how you didn't realise til now how much your pussy craved his tongue, it felt so prefect against you, eating you out so well. he attacked your clit kissing it and sucking at it, making you reach for his hair “use your fingers baby” you just managed to get out, as he finally plunged two of his fingers into you, pulling them in and out at a fast pace, whilst fingering you he went back to your clit. feeling yourself about to cum. he felt his fingers slow down finding it harder to move them, you clenching around him throwing your head back letting go of his hair reaching behind you for the headboard 

“oh im gonna cum, I gonna cum” I say quickly, as he moves his fingers in and out of be faster that before. he slaps my thigh making me whimper as he curls his fingers up inside me hitting my sweet spot. almost every boy you have ever been with has failed to hit it so perfectly. “oh im cumming daddy” I said through my somewhat gritted teeth

vinnie looked up at you from where he was between your legs, the way your soft thighs hugged his head and shoulders so well, made him question why he waited so long to do this to you, he watched as you threw your head making your eyes shut, giving him perfect view of the hickies he made just before, he smiled into you but is quickly snapped out of it at the familiar feeling of your fingers in his hair once again, making him even harder than he already was 

I screamed as I came, the electrifying feeling smashed through your entire body feeling one of the best orgasms you had felt in a long time, not that it was that difficult considering you were the only one touching yourself for the past 6 months. he kissed your pussy again making your legs shut around his head but he's quick to push them open, as your head is thrown to the side staring at him between you legs in the mirror. “oh vinnie” I say quietly feeling worn out. “was that okay” he asked already anticipating a good answer from your orgasm all over his face a second ago “mhmm” you nodded your head looking down at him as he smiled brightly up at you feeling proud of himself for giving you what you wanted. 

he got back up, you noticing his shiny chin, glistening from your cum. “I wanna give you head” you say trying to sit up but he denys it pushing you back down wrapping his hands around your neck “no we can do that another time, I wanna fuck you” he says reigniting the tingles in your heat. he grabs his cock. picking you up and putting you on his lap, you smile down at him grabbing his chin kissing him slowly grinding onto him agonisingly slow. as you both pulled back the warmth in vinnie cheeks starting swelling as he realised he was about to fuck you. his eyes stared deep into your own as he opened his mouth to say something but is instead met with your hand grabbing his cock pumping him slowly. you let go of it reaching up to tie up your hair “ no. leave it out” he slapped his cock against your tummy watching it bounce back as his painfully hard dick started to ache “you ready” he asked making you nod. lifting yourself up he grabbed one of your hips with one hand and held his beautiful cock in the other head swiping it over you dripping centre collecting wetness from you before pushing it past your folds entering it deep. you gasped reaching for his chest as he was three quarters inside you already feeling full “okay vinnie I didn't expect you to be this big, dont go too fast” he nodded looking back down to his dick indulging into you. groaning at the sight of you wrapped around him, lowering yourself completely you moaned, rounding your hips onto his cock to get comfy 

“okay” you said allowing him to grab you hips pulling you up so only the tip him was still inside before dropping you down onto of him making you both moan at the feeling. “oh god baby you feel so good wrapped around me” he grabbed at your ass again, it now being clear he loved that part of your body, moving you up and down on his throbbing cock. you start slowly taking control fucking yourself on his cock “that's it baby, fuck yourself on your cock, its all yours” he says making you speed up your movement. broken moans escape your slightly swollen red lips as you lean forwards to kiss him, him being so big he doesn't slip out of you as you do this. wet sounds start to create a fiery atmosphere, when the slick of your pussy drips down off his cock onto his lower stomach.

slowly reaching out for him, as it becomes to much to hold yourself up all on your own you reach out for his shoulders. almost as if reading your mind he grabs your forearms pulling you into him, making your head cradle in his neck as he grabs your butt holding you still, you start to feel your eyes heavier as you are still tired from the last god given orgasm he had given you, still hung up on how well he managed to fuck you with his mouth. now thrusting his fuck up into yourself. “oh my god you’re so tight” he moans flipping you over onto your tummy yanking for a pillow on his bed placing it underneath your hips, he pulls them up giving him a prefect view of your round ass. he smacks one of your cheeks to avert your attention to the stinging sensation not ready as Vinnie pushes into you. pulling you from your haze, you scream feeling the new angle he has inside you, he hits your g spot every time he fucks into your sweet pussy. vinnie struggles to stay composed as he feeling your tightness pulsate around him, he thrusts into you slowing down but pushing deep and hard now making you rut forward every time he does, knocking every coherent thought you had swelling your mind, so far out of reach you would never regain them. you reach back with your hands trying to make him slow down slightly, but it only makes vinnnie grabs your hands intertwining your fingers with his own pining your hands against your perfectly arched back giving him complete control over your movements 

starting to feel you orgasm approaching you throw yourself back against him moaning each time you do so. he reaches down to your wet bud catching it with two of his fingers as he rubs agonisingly slow circles into you, even quicker than you had expected you felt yourself cumming around his massive dick. vinnie took notice speeding up making you live out your high. ever so slowly losing the arch in your back

he pushes down on your back making you arch for him again, and he taks both hands putting them on your waist pushing the centre of your back down creating the prefect angle for vinnie “oh baby im gonna cum” he says over top of your moans. “want me to come inside you, have yourself swollen with my cum pretty girl” too focused on the sex. he delivered a tight smack to your ass. making a broken shattered moan come from your mouth as you dug your nails into the sheets “yeah oh fuck yes vinnie cum in me” “yeah, who does this pussy belong to huh?” he asks grabbing your hair pulling you back into his chest as he drives into you a lot harder and faster, “you vinnie you, its all yours” he groans in your ear making me wrap my arms around behind me grabbing the back of his neck. he kissed my neck cumming inside me. gently putting me back down on the bed. pulling out 

he smiles as he watches our cum pool together in my pussy, him slowly entering a finger pushing it deeper, pulling it out wiping it on my back as a sign he's done a good job. 

“oh my god” I close my eyes. vinnie grabs a shirt from his cupboard putting it over my head then moving me up against the pillows making me nice and comfy, you smile at him, opening my arms as he comes over to me smiling kissing my head getting ontop of me as he lays his head on my boobs. he hums at the new pillow he created for him which satisfies his heavy head “was it good” he asks closing his eyes “yeah, you’re so good to me, and sorry for calling you baby I was in the moment” I kissed his head of curly locks “I liked it coming from your mouth” he tries to sweet talk me making me laugh quietly smacking his arm. 

“you’re so good to me vin”, I feel him smile against my skin “I love you” I love you too” 

- L28

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