#welcome home stresses me the fuck out but... in a good way? somehow???

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

You ever think about what's gonna happen when the Welcome Home website updates in December? Hopefully, at least for what I think, we'll get to see the fabled Julierella! Or any visual parts of the show in general. Probably something fit for the holiday spirit.

Maybe wondering about their relatives and loved ones living outside the neighborhood, and the fact that the residents haven't left to see them in some time.

Stuff like that! Maybe even some new recipes!

i try not to think about it or i'll become so nervoucited that i'll get nauseous

#the fact that its a psychological horror brings my excitement #from 'ohhhh i cant wait!!!' #to Im Genuinely Deeply Nervous AND Deeply Excited. #welcome home stresses me the fuck out but... in a good way? somehow??? #still i dont wanna think about whats to come or my entire day will be lost to pacing & staring at a wall w/ a racing heart #it probably will be housewarming themed - if thats still the in-universe version of christmas for the neighborhood #but yeah! so stoked im anxious! yeehaw! #whatever happens im going to go absolutely fucking Feral #also theres an element of 'i cant even imagine. anything could happen. things will happen that ive never even considered' #rambles from the bog #yk actually a thought ive had #is if i start streaming. before the update #maybe... i could stream the update. #yk me and any of you who join checking it out for the first time and looking for secrets #could be fun! if! emphasis on if!! #could be nice. cause like... idk about you guys but i dont have irl friends to sit down and check it out with #the updates are fun but a little lonely for me! its just me in my room wishing i could share the First Time Excitement yk yk #just. something for me to consider aiming for! #oh my god i just realized ill probably be working #i swear to god if the update drops while im at work im just gonna quit and walk out the door #ohhhh now im nervous about that happening... heres hoping it wont... #lmao who am i kidding! given my luck's track record that absolutely Will happen

[angel-of-the-moons]

Aggravating

Dad Bod!Miguel x Spider-Woman!Reader

TW/CW: Smut. Smut in general. NSFW, PIV sex, office sex, teeth, hints at venom useage, a bit of pining(?) feelings! Body hair! Soft tummy Miguel! Dom(ish)!Miguel, a bit of bullying

MINORS DNI I AM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR CONTENT YOU CONSUME

A/N: Blame @cupcakeinat0r for this. I really needed the distraction and our conversation is helping me a bit getting the creative among other things juices flowing!

Taglist: @tojishugetiddies

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You had been... less than covert about the way you ogled your boss. On one hand, your Spidey mask was useful for hiding your eyes and face away from somebody's view; on the other hand, Miguel just somehow knew you were staring at him.

And... yeah. At first you were crushing on him, a young, single fresh-faced Spidey welcomed into a bigger picture suddenly comes face to face with the body of a Greek god. He swooped in to save you from a variant of Kraven before he could make a possibly fatal swipe.

After that, he admitted that he'd had an eye on you, such a promising candidate who just needed the right amount of guidance.

(The fact he has that gorgeous jawline and cheekbones that could cut glass plus those jaw-dropping eyes of his certainly helped you make your decision too.)

But you had been too much of a wimp to ever fess up, instead settling for pining in silence, throwing the occasional stare his way at his perfectly globed ass. (Seriously, did he purposefully design his suit to accentuate his ass or what?)

But the plain, flat-out ogling didn't begin until he began to gain more weight. Realizing his stress didn't have to be solely on his own shoulders, Miguel began to relax. He began to eat more, sleep more. Or, well, as much as a normal person should be eating and sleeping. You surmised he was likely dehydrated a lot, too...

Because once he picked up a steady diet (of what you didn't know, maybe he was a secret chef in the kitchen in addition to having the multiverse's greatest brain?) he began to look... healthier.

He gained weight, his formerly slim and perfectly cut abs and waistline began to fatten out, gain a delicious softness you wished to just lay your head over, or perhaps snuggle and squeeze.

Peter B made a joke to Miguel about comparing "dad bods" and god, when Miguel indulged him (mostly just to get him to leave him alone) he used his tech to have the top half of his suit vanish in rainbowy spiderweb-like patterns until he was naked from the waist up.

And... fuck. Your legs went weak at the sight of him.

Dark wisps of hair across his chest, spreading down his soft, plush-looking midsection to disappear beneath the waistline of his pants.

Even with that soft belly, Miguel looked built like a shitbrick house. Peter B had pouted, knowing he'd lost his little game before sauntering away, bragging about something along the lines of "well at least I have the prettiest baby mama in the whole multiverse!". Good for him, you had thought.

But very quickly as your eyes greedily raked up his frame, you realized he had been staring right back at you.

You very quickly rattled off some excuse and dropped off your report on your most recent mission, yanked your mask back down your face and scurried out of there.

Though you'd be lying if you didn't immediately shove your hand down your pants once you got home, playing with yourself at the mere thought of being pressed up against Miguel's soft-yet-imposing frame; feeling his dick (oh you just knew he was packing a monster, down there) stuff you full and stretch you out, the coarse dark haira brushing your clit with every slam of his hips.

You went to sleep thinking this was merely some kind of office crush, trying to force down the thoughts you had of your boss.

Little did you know, he often stole his own glances at you.

He needed to find a way to solve your little problems, soon.

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"This is what you wanted, isn't it, princesa?" Miguel grunted, the sound of his hips slapping against your ass sinfully loud in his dark office.

Your body was perfectly illuminated by the dim orange lights on his monitors; every curve, dip and deliciously squeezable part of your jiggling ass as he fucked you.

The sounds your pussy made as you swallowed him deep were the most lewd you ever could have imagined yourself making, especially the little sounds coming from those pretty lips of yours.

Your suit has been torn right between your legs, freeing your soaked, swollen folds to his lascivious gaze before he had crammed two heavy fingers into your needy cunt.

Your tits squished against his desktop, and a whimper comes from you when he settles over you, the weight of his body pressing tighter down around you.

You could feel the soft flesh of his belly mold around your back, almost like a hug. Almost like how he had your head trapped in a headlock as he bullied his cock into you and stuffed you full of him.

Your brain was so set on your one-track focus of how good it felt to just have him fuck you, to use you, that you barely registered a word he said.

Having his warmth surround you and fill you had effectively rendered you dumb.

You choked slightly when you heard him hiss in your ear, his sharp fangs grazing the soft skin; he squeezed his arm a bit around your neck and that's what knocked you back into reality.

You were here. In his office, bent over and having your guts reorganized by a man you had been pining for for months.

The pent up sexual tension had finally exploded when he confessed his own interest in you, and he met you halfway with a kiss that was all tongue and need; loud and messy.

Like how he was bullying his cock into your tight little hole.

"My dick that good, bebé?" He panted, leaning back away from you to grip your hips in his meaty palms, squeezing your soft flesh as he stared, almost mesmerized at the creamy ring at the base of his cock as it disappeared into your dripping wet pussy.

Already on the floor between you was a small puddle of your slick.

"So good that I fucked you stupid after just a couple thrusts?" He said, his voice gravelly as he tried to keep it even, to betray the fact he wanted to just rut into you like a mad animal.

All you could do in reply was whine, a breathy sound that was almost a squeak as you mourned the loss of his soft body surrounding you.

The sound of him relentlessly fucking you cunt was abruptly halted and he let out a shaky breath, staring down at you. "I swear... did I nick you with my fangs? Shit... Maybe we should stop--"

"N-no!" You moaned out, desperately trying to roll yourself back against him in his grip. "Please, don't! I just--I just need more!"

Miguel grinned as you flattened your hands on the table, desperately trying to fuck yourself onto his cock but getting nowhere.

"Ahhh there's my good girl. Doing so good f'me." He purred, leaning back over you once again, his arms caging around you, encasing you in his wonderfully soft warmth, the hair on his body tickling your skin.

His lips traced the shell of your ear, his hot breath ghosting over your sweaty skin;

"Wanna watch you take my cock all day. Gonna fuck you so hard you won't be able to walk straight for a month--"

You made a long, loud mewl as he snapped his hips in suddenly, bottoming out so hard you felt him smash into your cervix; almost making you pass out from the force of it alone.

"This is what you wanted, sweetheart. Jus' giving it all t'you." He groaned, his eyes rolling back into his skull as he began relentlessly pounding into you once again.

#miguel o'hara #miguel smut #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel o'hara x you #miguel o'hara smut #atsv miguel #miguel o'hara atsv #miguel spiderman #spiderman 2099

[moon-rivr]

for the first time

part two of still beating

pairing: miguel o’hara x fem reader

contents: smut, oral (f receiving), somehow even more angst, death, blood

author’s note: should i be mentally preparing for the ‘when i catch you ricky’ comments 🌚 all jokes aside, thank you for all the suggestions that you guys sent <3

word count: 4.1K

still beating (part one)

Leaving the Spider Society was much easier than you expected it to be, nobody really questioning you out of the belief that it was because of what Miguel had done. While seeing his face around the building everyday wasn't exactly the most pleasant feeling, the main reason as to why you'd left was to be able to carry out the pregnancy in peace. You wanted to rid yourself of the stresses that came along with being in the society, those including the ones that were caused by your coworkers. You started the process of removing yourself from the society slowly, starting out with coming into the building less and less. Before anyone could realize what your intentions had been, you had already left.

"Make sure you come to visit us, okay? We can't wait to see you with the baby," Gwen told you as you were getting ready to leave everything behind. You knew that hiding out in your universe was too risky, that it would be the first place that Miguel would ever think to look for you so you decided to take refuge in another universe. "I'll do that, stay safe. And take care of each other," you responded, her arms wrapping around your torso ever so gently. After the initial interaction that the both of you had, the two of you started going out for lunch and hosting game nights with Hobie and Pav. You glanced over at Hobie who leaned against the wall, knowing that he'd be less receptive towards a hug.

You extended your hand out, his engulfing yours as he dapped you up. "Take care of yourself, lass. And of the lil one there," Hobie told you as he let go of your hand, getting off from the wall before glancing over at Gwen. They were about to leave before you decided to call out to them once more, a small smile on your face as you looked at them. "Thank you for everything, You guys didn't need to show me the kindness that you did," you told them, a curt nod from both of them in response before they walked away. You looked down at the small duffel bag you'd packed with a few pairs of clothes and some bare necessities, wondering if this was the best decision though you already knew the answer, tapping some buttons on your gizmo to open up a portal.

Before you could leave the universe, you knew that there was something that you should do first. You ended up at an apartment on the Lower East Side, nimble fingers knocking on the door as you waited for some type of response. After waiting for what seemed to be around five minutes, you decided to turn around and start to head back home when you heard the door open. Miguel's girlfriend before you stood in front of the door, her expression painted with annoyance as she looked at you. You'd considered if this was truly a good idea for a couple minutes before coming here, ultimately deciding that you should at least offer her an apology for your actions.

"Come in," she finally spoke up for a minute, almost like she was expecting Miguel to appear behind you. You stepped into her apartment, immediately getting welcomed by the smell of wood burning at the fire place. You glanced over at the sofa she was sitting at, your eyes silently asking her if you could take a seat. She nodded, motioning for you to take a seat and so you did. "I'm sorry about what I did to you. I should've respected you and your relationship at the time but I let my selfish desires get the best of me," your apology came out a bit awkward, but it was genuine.

"I'm not sure that Miguel or I respected our relationship all that much at the time, but you're right. It was really fucking awful seeing him with you, acting the way that I wanted him to for months," she responded, folding her arms across her chest. "With that being said, I acknowledge the courage that it must've taken you to come here and I respect the fact that you're willing to look me in the eye to apologize. But I don't forgive you," she added, making your head lower a bit in shame. "You're completely entitled to that. I just wanted you to know that I'm sorry about the way things went down. And I hope that you don't think him cheating was a reflection on you, you seem like a very lovely person," you finished up, getting up from the couch after you finished speaking.

You knew that expecting forgiveness was a bit of a long stretch, but at least you felt that weight of guilt lifted off of you the slightest bit. As you stepped out on the street, you tapped a couple buttons on your gizmo to a random universe before taking off your watch when the portal appeared. You stepped inside, unsure of what to expect out of the new environment that you would be living in from now on. The universe that you'd landed on only had a few minor differences such as tree placement and the billboards that were present, otherwise remaining a perfect copy of Earth-928. You made your way down the streets, finding that the streets were the same as what they used to be. You stopped in front of the coffee shop that you used to frequent, deciding to get yourself a drink.

You weren't trying too hard to forget about what Miguel had made you feel, but you felt all the air leave your lungs as you looked at this version of him. It felt exactly like the first time you'd seen him, only now with the previous memories of what the other one had done. You'd bumped into him after you were making your way out of the coffee shop, your cup spilling to the floor as a result. This version of him looked like he was 25-26, still in graduate school based off the books he was gripping so tightly in his arms. "Sorry about that, are you okay?" He asked, your eyes drifting up to his face. "I'm okay, sorry about bumping into you. I wasn't paying attention," you lied to him, rubbing the back of your neck.

The truth was, you'd seen him walking out of the Alchemax building across the street and you decided to do the most logical thing, put yourself in his way and 'bump' into him. "Since you spilled your coffee, I can make it up to you by buying you a new one," he suggested, his eyes darting from your spilled cup back to your face. "You don't have to do that, it was my fault," you responded, feeling slightly guilty for the way that you'd chosen to approach this version of Miguel. While you knew that they shared essentially everything about their physical appearance in common, you also knew that you had to approach them as two different people rather than using methods you used on the other Miguel to compensate.

"Well yes, I know that I technically don't have to do anything. But I'm suggesting it to you because I want to," he added, stepping off to the side and opening the door of the coffee shop for you. You stepped inside as he followed suit behind you, standing in the line with you. "I'm Miguel, it's nice to meet you. I can't help but feel like maybe I’ve seen you before," he spoke up after a while, the line moving slowly. You told him your name and dismissed away his concern by telling him that you had a very generic face. "I don't think so, you have the kind of face that's hard to forget. your aura's very.. alluring," he responded to that before the barista called the both of you over.

The two of you sat down, the exchange a bit awkward as you stirred at your coffee with your straw. "What are you studying?" You decided to break the silence and ask him a couple questions about himself, taking a sip from your coffee. "I'm majoring in genetics at Alchemax, though my undergrad was mostly biology based. and you, what'd you study for?" He asked, leaning over the table slightly as you told him your answer. "So why genetics?" You followed up, hoping that he'd be more receptive to answering questions about himself than his other version was.

"Frankly, the main reason I chose to get into genetics was because my father works at Alchemax so I kind of grew up around that environment. But I want to make some kind of change in the world and the way that diseases are managed rather than take advantage of the resources that are given like most geneticists end up doing," he explained, allowing you to get a glimpse of just how protective and caring he seemed to be past his exterior.

The conversation flowed easily between the two of you, having you delve into some details about your life without elaborating too much on where you were from before he had told you that he had to go. "Sorry about that, i have to go pick up my brother Gabriel from soccer practice since I took the car today. I'd love to talk to you more if you're down, Do you mind giving me your number?" he told you before he he left, looking at you expectantly. You hadn't even thought about that aspect moving into this universe, your mind rushing to make up an excuse that didn't make you seem uninterested in him. "I just got my phone stolen actually. I'm about go get a new one though, if you want to give me your phone number instead," you responded, watching as he grabbed a napkin and a pen to scribble down his number.

Despite the fact that you'd rushed off to buy a cell phone after your interaction with Miguel, you couldn't help but feel hesitant as you played with the paper he'd given you. The knowledge that you were an anomaly in this universe wasn't lost upon you, that even with every breath that you took, you were threatening the balance of this universe and the natural flow of events. You knew that just by texting Miguel at this moment, you'd possibly be disturbing with the stability of the canon. But no matter how wrong it felt to do it, being around him and talking to him just felt so right and easy.

You: Hey, it's the girl from the coffee shop :-) it was really nice talking to you

Miguel: Hey! I was looking forward towards your text, I really had a good time with you today. I hope you don't mind me being forward but would you like to hangout some other time?

You: Before we do, there's actually something I have to disclose to you.

Miguel: Oh no, you're an alien right?

You: Not quite LOL, just pregnant.

You bit down on your lower lip as you waited for a text back from him, feeling uneasy at the way he would react. You counted down the seconds as he typed out his response, anticipation building up as you saw the bubbles appearing on your screen.

Miguel: That doesn't change my opinion on you, I still want to get to know you better if the baby daddy doesn't have any objections towards that.

You: No, you don't have to worry about that, he's not in the picture.

Miguel: Okay, well there's this Italian restaurant with really good pasta on 80th street. I'm free on Saturday at 7 if that works for you.

You: See you then :)

The first date with Miguel went better than you'd expected, the rush of excitement that you'd felt when seeing him the first time sticking throughout the whole experience. Dates between the two of you were simple, having a good time no matter where the two of you ended up. He made you sure to be consistent with the attention that he was giving you after that despite the many commitments in his life, such as finishing up grad school, having an internship at Alchemax, and tutoring a kid named Peter Parker. He made sure to bring you your favorite flowers at the beginning of each new date, often spoiling you with whatever you had a craving for that day. A couple of months had passed since you had started the relationship with Miguel, the feeling of bliss never ending whenever you were with him.

The two of you were out walking in the street after catching a movie, his arm wrapped around your shoulders as he held you close to him. "Miguelll, I'm kinda hungry for some Chipotle. I have such a craving for Mexican food," you whined, feeling your stomach grumble afterwards. "I'm gonna pretend like you didn't just say Chipotle was Mexican food and move on to my next point. They just closed so you're gonna have to pick somewhere else," he answered, a hint of amusement in his tone. "It's called Chipotle Mexican Grill," you countered, hearing him let out a small groan. "I can take you back to my place. I made some carne guisada earlier," he suggested, your mouth watering at just the anticipation. (stewed meat)

"This is like the best thing ever," you practically moaned out as you bit into the piece of meat that he'd given you. "Better than Chipotle, you'd say?" He asked, sitting down across from you as you ate. "Definitely. I mean, I like chipotle but for some reason their beans always make me have to go to the bathroom," you responded, not really measuring your words as you spoke. "Well, my food's never been the result of anyone's chorro so I think you'll be good," he told you, pouring you a small glass of water before setting it down. "Where'd you learn how to cook like this?" You inquired, watching as brows knitted together before he spoke again. "My mom's Mexican so there was always that sort of element around the house. I ended up visiting a couple years back and I sort of learned the cuisine from the locals."

You and Miguel were laying down in bed after dinner, his head in between your legs since he'd read somewhere that orgasms were good for the cramps that you'd been having. "Miguel, would you still like me if I was a worm?" You asked him, feeling his tongue circle around your clit before stopping. "You're asking me this right now?" He asked, looking up at you as his fingers went inside of you. "Yes. More specifically, a pregnant worm," you elaborated, a small chuckle coming out of his mouth as he shook his head. "Yes, I’d love you even if you were a pregnant worm. I'd stick you in my pocket and take you to work. Feed you little insects and whatnot," he responded, his mouth going back to what it was doing before.

Your mouth parted as you felt his tongue running across your folds, collecting the slick that'd been dripping out from his ministrations. You felt yourself unraveling with every stroke of his tongue, your pleasure being his priority in the moment as he plunged his fingers deep into your cunt. You felt yourself clench around the two fingers he had inside of you, your slick coating them to provide with an easier access. "Don't stop, please," you begged, feeling yourself approaching that familiar point of an orgasm. "Don't worry nena, I wasn't planning to," he told you, keeping the same pace as he worked you through your orgasm. Your fingers fisted at his hair, hitting your peak just a couple seconds later.

You woke up the next morning, feeling incredibly relieved. you weren't too sure if Miguel was right about the orgasms or if it was simply because you'd slept near him, but you didn't have it in you to question it. He'd gotten up earlier than you, already dressed in a button down and and jeans by the time you were up. "I can leave if you want me to. I don't want to impose," you told him, getting up from the bed as you tried to fix up your sleep ridden appearance. "I don't mind, you can stay here. I think I'll be home late from work but I'll send you a message to confirm later. Te quiero, stay safe," he told you, leaning over to kiss you on the forehead before he went out to his class.

A lingering feeling followed you throughout the evening, a feeling of impending doom and misery. You’d been helping out around the city when you weren’t with Miguel but you'd chosen to skip out on patrolling the city tonight, figuring that the Spider-Man of this universe could handle the task and decided to treat yourself a bit with some snacks from a bodega near by. You looked down at your phone, biting down at your bottom lip as you scrolled through the vast majority of texts that Miguel had sent you. He'd simply told you that he would be staying late today because he had something to finish up at work but the more time that passed, the more that your concern grew. Seven o'clock turned into eight, eight turning into nine.

You didn't want to be that type of clingy partner, but you grabbed a spare key card and decided to go pay Miguel a visit at work to make sure he was doing okay. The sounds of sirens distracted you from your worry, the police car practically zooming down the street as other cars opened up a pathway for it to pass. You weren't sure what it was, whether it was a form of intuition or simply just a gut feeling, but you decided to follow that cop car. Police tape had been set up at the scene where the cop car stopped at, a crowd building up around it. The snacks that you'd eaten earlier began to taste bitter in your mouth as you made your way through the crowd, eyes widening as you saw the person laying there.

Your airway felt constricted as you looked down at the floor, seeing Miguel on the floor with a gunshot wound to his chest. You could feel people looking at you as you struggled to breathe, but your attention was solely on the man lying in the cold pavement while the police waited for the coroner to arrive. "Ma'am?" A police officer asked, wanting to evaluate the situation before making any sudden movements. "Please, let me through. That's my boyfriend," you pleaded, managing to get the words out despite how heavy your tongue felt in your own mouth. Your caution about getting caught by this universe's Spider-Man went out the window, simply concerned about assessing Miguel. The officer asked one of his partners if all the evidence was collected before letting you into the scene.

You got down on the pavement, practically on your knees as your hand reached over to grab Miguel's. The usual warmth that he exuded was gone, simply replaced by the cold reminder of death. You kept looking over at him, almost expecting him to rise and tell you that it was just a cruel joke and that everyone had been in on it. You looked down at the puddle of blood that built up around him, the life escaping from his body with every liter that he'd lost. The police explained to you that according to the security footage from a store nearby, he got cornered by a couple men in a ski mask in the alley. They'd threatened him for his wallet and other personal belongings, shooting him when he'd resisted far too much. You reached into his pockets, finding out that they’d taken his things after they’d shot him which meant the resistance he’d put up had been for naught.

You knew that Miguel's death was a canon event for the Spider-Man of this universe, that losing a mentor was necessary for the self-perseverance that Peter had building up but you didn't understand why it had to be your Miguel. You'd never felt so useless and guilty in your life, thinking about how maybe you've could've stopped this if you'd just gone on patrol for the night. Though it might've done more harm to the universe than good, you wanted to be selfish and just feel Miguel's embrace one more time. Feel the warmth of his hugs as he held you close to his chest, his head resting on top of yours.

Tears streamed down your cheeks as you forced yourself to trudge forward and head home before you ended up getting robbed in the middle of the street too. Left foot forward, right foot follow. You felt yourself having to make the involuntary movements that your body naturally made, the exhaustion of the day taking its toll on you. You stopped in the middle of the street, feeling a burning sensation in your throat as you leaned over to vomit. You weren't sure if it was the snacks that you'd had earlier or an effect of what you'd seen earlier, possibly a combination of the both of them. When you stood up straight and wiped away the vomit from your face, your attention immediately went to the portal appearing in front of you.

Talons ripped the ends of the portal, almost like the person behind it was too impatient to wait for it to open. Miguel came out and looked over at you, deactivating the head piece of his costume just so you could see the annoyance that this little stunt had caused him. "We need to talk," he told you, making it seem like you were in rather for a scolding than having a simple conversation. His eyes flickered down to the little bump on your belly, his eyes softening just the slightest bit before he looked up at you with that cold expression once more. There was nothing promising in this universe for you anymore, so you decided to follow him back to the Spider Society.

Miguel led you to his office once the two of you arrived back at the society, the stares and whispers of the other members following suit. "LYLA, don't have anyone bother me right now," Miguel spoke up, his assistant appearing and nodding before disappearing off once more. You waited for him to say something to you, anything to make this conversation go faster so you didn't have to be in the same room with him much longer. The sensation of wanting to be the furthest away from him right now felt foreign to you, especially when you often longed for the moment that he would pay some attention to you even if it was only for a couple seconds. "Do you have any idea of the damage that you could've done to that universe had you interfered with any canon event?!"

Seeing Miguel's anger felt strange to you, always having seen it directed towards someone else rather than towards you. You weren't sure if you should try to give him your explanation or let him yell it out, choosing to go for the first option. "Nothing happened though! At least nothing that wasn't supposed to," You responded, starting to feel a bit lightheaded. You padded over to a spare chair he had in his office, his back hunching over his desk the same way you'd seen many times before. "I want to be mad for you for doing such a stupid thing but I realize that i'm the one that led you to that," he spoke up after a couple seconds, facing you once more as he rubbed a hand through his chest.

You were expecting for that to be the end of the 'conversation', standing up from your spot to leave his office. "Hou don't know how hard it was to look at you through those monitors and see you getting the attention you deserved from a variant of myself. You don't know how much I longed for that to be me, to be me that you called when you had a craving for Chipotle in the middle of the night or be the one that you confided in," he spoke up before you had the chance to leave, your head turning so fast that you almost gave yourself whiplash. "You could've had that. Everything that happened was your fault," you replied, your voice showing no remorse for what happened. "You think I don't know that? I’m well aware of what I did, but I still selfishly want to be a part of your life and the baby’s," His voice sounded pained as he spoke, his figure approaching you slowly.

"Please. Just give me the chance to be in our baby's life. That's all I ask of you," he pleaded,  desperation evident from the way that he looked at you with such longing. "You have some nerve still asking for something from me! Do you expect me to forget about everything and want me to co-parent with you?!" Your voice boomed through the empty office, your voice bouncing through the walls as they made their way into Miguel's ears. "Please, I'm begging you. I just want the opportunity to be a father to our baby," he added, reaching out to grab you before his hands fell slack by his sides. "NO!" You responded, a sudden pop coming out between your legs as a gush of liquid followed suit.

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Warnings: Canon typical violence, stressful situations, threats of violence, deceitful practices and language, swearing, injury.

Word count: 1.3k

John parked in front of the building, which looked as nondescript as ever. But it felt like it had been much longer since you’d last been here, longer than the hours that had actually passed.

Less than a day. Less than one full day you’d been gone, and your world had tipped sharply. 

Thinking about it made you nauseous, so you shunted the thought aside. Kate. You were here for Kate. Everything else would wait. 

“Stay behind us,” John insisted, handing you the gun again. He held your gaze, waiting until you nodded to release the gun to you. 

You followed the two of them up the stairs, for once itching not to run away from something, but towards it. You needed to make sure Kate was okay, get her away from Gray and home safely to her wife.

Anything else, you could handle. But not losing Kate. 

John slowed as the three of you approached the top floor. He shot you one single look, a very clear reminder to stay behind him. 

You didn't need reminding. You had no intention of acquiring more bullet holes any time soon. 

John and Roach went first, pushing open the door to the top floor and sweeping the space. You moved a little more slowly after them, swallowing hard. 

Find Kate and leave. That's all you cared about. 

The door to the conference room shattered with a gunshot from inside. John and Roach both moved, and you ended up being pushed into the wall by Roach. The second shot hit the wall harmlessly. 

The fire alarm went off, likely pulled by someone on a lower floor. You grimaced at the loud siren, the extra noise doing nothing to help the situation. But Roach just motioned you to stay put. 

What remained of the door opened with a crash. The mercenary had barely stepped out of the room before John shot him, the body falling in front of the door. 

“I see you are still alive,” Gray called through the open door. “A pity my men did not do their job.” 

“And they still won't.” John kept his fury leashed, voice cold. “Give up now and I might let you live.” 

Gray laughed, sending goosebumps up your spine. “Such bravado! I am not surprised. But you see, you are outnumbered. I have something you want, whereas you… have nothing.” 

Roach pushed you back harder into the wall, which was good because you had just opened your mouth to protest. Instead you made a tiny wheezing noise as half the air in your lungs was forced out by the soldier in front of you. 

Fucking rude. 

“That so?” John remained calm, staying out of sight of the open door. 

“Price,” Kate said from inside the room. 

You clenched your hands as tight as you could around the gun. Fuck. She sounded okay, but… 

“Laswell.” John, somehow, was still not audibly responding. 

“You see? Something you want.” Gray sounded far too smug. 

John was silent for a few long moments, shifting his position just enough to be able to look at you and Roach. He lifted one finger to his lips, holding your gaze, and waited until you nodded to look away. 

“I do have something you want,” John pointed out, calm but cold. He had a plan, clearly. 

At least, you hoped he had a plan. If he didn't, he was faking it very well. 

“You?” Gray laughed. “What could you have that I want?” Derision dripped from every word, his amusement clearly mocking. 

John didn't seem to care. “Ace. And a way out of this building alive.” 

“You think I won't kill you too?” Gray hissed, the still-screeching fire alarm only making him sound more unhinged. 

“You're welcome to try,” John ground out, voice lowering to an absolutely threatening growl. 

Silence from the meeting room for several long moments. If you had to guess, Gray was debating his options. Debating the best way forward to get what he wanted. 

You fidgeted behind Roach, swallowing back nerves as best you could. It was not in your nature to stand by and listen to people haggling over your life. 

Roach reached back and tapped you twice on the side. You weren't sure if that was supposed to be reassurance or a reminder to stay quiet. Either way, you drew in a deep breath. 

“What is it you're proposing?” Gray asked finally. 

John was quiet for a moment, and you could see his gaze flick to you. “An exchange,” he finally offered. 

If you trusted him any less, you would have been outraged. As it was, Roach's tap to your side was unnecessary. You weren't going to jeopardize John. 

“Intriguing,” Gray said, curious. “I do appreciate a man who can weigh the worth of two lives and choose one.” 

Your jaw clenched tight at that, a memory slamming into you, of Gray standing before you father. Something about the weight of lives… But it was gone again, shoved back deep where you'd buried it. You needed to focus. Not fall apart. 

“Then come out,” John goaded. “Get this over with before more people get involved.” 

As if to emphasize his words, the fire alarm screeched once more and went quiet. The sudden silence was almost worse than the constant noise. Almost. 

The silence stretched. Five seconds. Ten. Too long, much too long. Gray was planning something, he always was, John had to know–

Gunshots broke the silence, and Roach pushed you harder back into cover, obstructing your view as he did. But you could hear the gunfire continue, then a masculine shout. Two more shots, a little different sounding than the earlier ones. The sounds of a struggle - grunts and thuds. 

Then three more shots, so close together you almost couldn't hear the difference. 

“Do not shoot,” Kate barked.

You perked up, straining to try to see around Roach. He didn't move, keeping you covered for now. 

There was a brief choking noise, spluttering, another thud. The steady beat of boots against the floor. 

“Need help?” John asked, further away now. Glass crunched under boots. 

“Move,” you hissed at Roach. “Let me see–” You pushed past him with a little bit of a struggle, half-running past the bodies on the floor without a second glance at them. 

There were exactly two people you cared to see right now. The bodies weren't either of them. 

You skidded to a halt outside the shattered glass door, peering into the room. Two more bodies on the floor, blood slowly seeping into the thin carpet. John, standing over Kate and Gray, where Kate had Gray pinned face-down in what looked like a truly agonizing hold. 

Blood smeared from Kate's temple into her mussed hair and down her cheek. 

The floor next to Gray's head caved in under the bullet, bits of carpeting flying away from the impact. Gray shouted something indistinguishable, thrashing a little under Kate. 

“Ace,” John soothed, turning to face you. “We've got him. Give me the gun.” 

You didn't give him the gun, gaze trained on Gray. On the man who'd haunted your nightmares for years. 

“Ace,” John repeated. “Give me the gun.” One hand stretched out slowly towards you, careful not to spook you. 

He needn't have worried. You would never shoot him. 

Kate said your birth name softly, and your gaze snapped to her instead. She watched you, holding Gray down with little effort. The pain he was in likely helped with that. “I've got him,” she told you, steady and calm. “Steady.”

You blinked once, looking back down to Gray. He was no longer moving, breathing hard against the carpet. You hadn't seen him last time, when Kate had captured him that first time. You didn't know if this was quite the same. 

But you did know that this time, you weren't a scared little girl. 

“I'm sorry, Kate,” you said sincerely. “But you had him last time, too.” 

You pulled the trigger.

#waking lions #john price x reader #john price x you #f!reader

[indecenthoney]

"If The Walls Could Moan..."

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I've always been quite respectful of my roommates and their privacy, but something has been eating at me this entire time. I may not have mentioned how thin our walls are. It is honestly my mistake because any sort of music or porn that I play would relayed to my earphones. I just never really knew how to bring up the sounds she makes when she masturbayes. Sometimes she'd even step out of her room like nothing had happened. And I'm just there bright as a tomato. Not to mention how audible her little roleplays are. It's starting to take a toll on me. I thought that this would be something I had to talk to her about before I do something I regret.

"Hey... Welcome home... Someone looks pissed... Rough day? Yeah..? Wanna talk about it? Mm alright... Well I made us dinner... Oh? You're going to turn in early for the night? A-actually I just wanted to... talk about something... Well you see... I wanted to talk about the... Well... uhm... there was something I forgot to mention about the... party next month... Yeah... you're going righ? Hahahah... Right right we promised we'd go together... Me? Weird? Nonono I'm just a little under the weather... Alright... Y-yeah sleep well! Fuck... and she’s gone..."

I sat there helplessly as the room fills with her moans. She must've been really stressed because she was louder than usual. I couldn't help but follow along. Thoughts of her filled my head. I wondered how my teeth would feel on the very flesh I called a friend. The sinful deeds I relish as I partake in her body. A little poetic but really all I want to do right now is fuck her senseless. I wanted her to beg and whimper as I bent her over her desk. I wanted to stetch out her little holes until it formed to the shape of my cock. My perfect little play thi-

"Oh fuck... Hey... Ahahaha... I thought you were sleeping... Oh just gonna grab a water? Yeah yeah... Go right ahead... Oh nothing just meditating... o-oh yeah I've been meditating for a while now... You know just tryna find myself spiritually? Hahaha... Yeah good night!"

I almost got fucking caught! In result, I waddled off to bed trying my best to ignore my boner. It was hell. She kept going and going. I couldn't remember the times I edged myself. I felt like the moment I cum, I'll be a different person. I wouldn't know what I'd do with myeelf if I acted on my insticts. That night I couldn't sleep a wink. Even after she was done, my boner kept me up all night.

"Hey... I look shit...? Yeah... I couldn't really... sleep well... I don't think I could go for a coffee right now... Might collapse at any moment... Mmph... I'm fine..."

My head down into my bent arms. My eyes wide open as I see her wiggle her ass making breakfast. It wasn't an unfamiliar sight but beneath her panties shined a little gem. A butt plug. I knew she was horny but I never really expected her to like anal. I could barely think after seeing that. I was slowly starting to lose consciousness but somehow found my way behind her. Unable to carry myself I leaned up against her. My hard cock pressed against her ass. Breathing down her neck as I hugged her waist.

"Sorry... I'm not entirely sure what I'm doing myself... Hahah... F-fuck... Shhh it's okay... I'll be gentle... I promise... Just a little bit I promise... You say that... but you've been fucking yourself stupid all night... I couldn't get any sleep cause of you... Why so red? You should be proud... All those pretty little moans... Every single time you asked "Daddy" to give you permission to cum... Oh yeah... I heard every single line... It's like you wanted me to hear you... and here you are... walking around in the middle afternoon with your ass plugged up... How could I not wanna fuck you senseless?"

Keeping her still, my hands made their way down her hips pulling away at her panties. Not minding her protest. I pressed her down against the counter as I slowly tease her ass with her own plug. Amazed at how easily she takes it all in; I pressed my cock against the opening of her ass. How tempting it was to shove it all in. How quickly she quieted down as the tip entered her. In and out. Teasing her. Stretching her. And finally, her giving in; unable to budge. Fucking her senseless with my arm wrapped around her pretty little throat. Moaning in ecstasy as I pound her ass. On the brink of climax, I pulled her in cumming in the deepest part of her to leave my mark. Her legs shook with such violence causing her to drop on the floor. I wasn't satisfied. My fist clenched around her hair guiding her head along the length of my cock. I wasn't quite sure what happened next. I think the exhaustion finally caught up to me. Later waking up on the couch.

"Fuck me... My head hurts... What happpened? I collpased? Shit... You're fushed... Did something happen? Nothing? I see... Thanka for taking care of me then... I must've been heavy hahaha... Well I'm going to try and get some rest in my room..."

On my way back to my room, I started to remember everything I'd done to her. I quickly looked back. Cum dripping down her thigh. A happy, jovial kick to her step. My pants growing tight knowing Ill be visiting her more often to help her out. What are roommates for?

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Lovingly,

Honey

#cnc brat #cnc free use #cnc k!nk #br33dable #needy wh0re #dumb wh0re #free use kink #rap3 fantasy #attention wh0r3 #corruption kink #degrading k1nk #RisquéHoney

[till-you-scream-and-cry]

Second Lesson of Good Manners

Pairing: Ethan x Fem!Reader

summary: the memories of the last time Ethan tried to give you a lesson still haven't faded, yet here you are, asking for another one

word count: 2.6k

contents: SMUT

author’s note: THERE IT IS, A SEQUEL TO A LESSON OF GOOD MANNERS , *THERE ALSO IS A THIRD LESSON NOW!

Måsterlist | tåglist | my chapter story

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About a month has passed since that memorable party at which Ethan has shown you his real, dark side. You still haven’t told Vic about what happened. It felt wrong, you thought that maybe it was not a good idea, that maybe it should remain your little secret. At least for a little longer. Soon after her birthday, they went away for a series of concerts around Italy, but last night you’ve got a text from Vic with an invitation for a little “welcome back home” dinner party. You replied right away, but as soon as you hit ‘send’ second thoughts attacked you. Going there meant facing Ethan, and to be fair you had no idea how you were supposed to treat him. 

Time passes fast when you’re stressed, the day of the dinner party arrived faster than you expected. You got dressed in your favourite short skirt, a tight top which was showing off your boobs really nicely, and just to be on the safe side - a pair of new, lacy panties. As you were about to leave, you got a call.

“Sorry, I know you’re probably on your way but…” Thomas started in an apologetic tone.

“No, it’s fine, I’m still around. What is it?” You asked, trying to lock your door with one hand.

“Vic asked me to get wine and I have no fucking idea which ones would be good. Damiano is not picking up, and Ethan…I don’t even know if he’s coming. Can you go with me?” he sounded very stressed.

“Sure…” You answered slowly, still processing the fact that you might not meet Ethan. You should’ve been happy about it, yet you didn’t want to jump from happiness. “Will you pick me up?”

He arrived about 15 minutes later. His breaks made a loud squeak as he pulled up in front of your building. Vic warned you to be careful when Thomas is driving because he tends to be…a little chaotic. You just understood what she meant.

“Get in, we don’t have much time,” he said loudly through an open window. 

The traffic was awful, you got stuck in the centre of Rome. Thomas didn’t seem to care too much. He turned up the music, his favourite playlist was playing. He started singing, loudly and badly, and dancing a little, as much as the seatbelt allowed him to. You couldn’t help but to smile and join him, he was a walking and talking serotonin. It was hard not to like him. 

You finally got to the supermarket, Thomas grabbed the big trolley, and you started roaming through the aisles. 

“Ahhh I can’t see that beer she wanted…” You mumbled, looking at the list Vic gave to Thomas. “It’s the only thing missing.

“Go and check there, I’ll get the paper towels.” Thomas kissed your forehead and rolled the full trolley.

You kept squinting at the giant wall filled with so many types of beer that you were slowly getting dizzy trying to find the right one. You let out a loud sigh and put your hands on your hips, ready to give up. 

“Can I help you, miss?” A deep voice appeared out of nowhere right next to your ear. You turned your head fast. Ethan was standing next to you in his black shirt, hands in his pockets and a smug smile. 

“Fuck, you scared me.” You said and cleared your throat. “I’m looking for Vic’s favourite beer.” You mumbled, trying to act as normal as possible.

“Well…” He walked closer to the shelf and grabbed a four-pack of beer which was so high on the shelf, that you would never be able to reach it. You took it from him. 

“Thank you.” You said with a smile. Ethan raised his eyebrow.

“Look at that. Someone changed their attitude, hmm? So polite.” He said and slowly licked his lips. You swallowed hard,

“I’m just trying to be civil. We need to somehow survive that dinner, right?” You asked, trying to ignore his buttons slightly parting and revealing his chest.

“Well…” he moved closer and grabbed your arm, squeezing it surprisingly hard. “If you really want to survive, you better behave like a good girl. I warned you, next time you get on my nerves, I won’t be nice.” He growled quietly, directly into your ear. He let you go, his expression changed instantly as he noticed Thomas coming your way.

“Ah Edgar, great. You have the beer? Let’s go then.” He said cheerfully, pushing the trolley towards the register. 

“After you.” Ethan smiled, letting you in front of him. His look and the change in his voice sent shivers down your spine. He was scary, but the even scarier part was that you loved it. 

You arrived at their summer house with the boys when the rest of the guests were already there. it was loud, the music was playing, and people were talking and laughing. The food on the dining table looked and smelled amazing. Thomas placed the wine between candles, and flowers and run to Vic with the beer. 

“Hey, cucciola!” She yelled at you and a second later you were trapped in her tight hug. “I missed you, baby, I’m so glad you came.” She kissed your both cheeks and your forehead.

“Good to see you too.” You smiled softly and wrapped your arms around her. The warmth of her body and the joy of the moment allied you to forget about Ethan for a moment. 

The dinner was delicious, people were already slightly drunk, and the wine bottles seemed to be bottomless. The music got louder, conversations livelier and laughs more contagious. You sat next to Vic and her friends, only two people separated you from Ethan on your left. 

“Why are you so quiet Edgar, you don’t like us anymore?” One of the louder girls asked. He smirked and took a sip of his wine.

“Oh, he’s in love!” Vic yelled. You froze and gleaned at her, not noticing how Ethan’s eyes immediately landed on you. 

“Please…” he mumbled and pushed his hair back.

“Oh, come on, what about that…” She started snapping her fingers, trying to remember a name. "

“Vic, the fact that I fucked someone, doesn’t make us a couple. How old are you?” He asked with a slight annoyance in his voice. 

“I’m just saying…” Vic mumbled into her glass and rolled her eyes.

“Someone is bitchy, didn’t you get enough sleep last night, Edgar?” Damiano chuckled and watched him with a grin.

“No, come on. I’m always in a good mood.” Ethan smiled softly; his face brightened up.

“Which means you’re back to being boring…” You said quietly. Unfortunately, you said it when the songs were changing and pretty much everyone could hear you. 

“Am I boring?” He asked calmly. Everyone got back to their conversations, not paying much attention to you. The only one carefully watching was Vic. You cleared your throat.

“Well…yes. A little. So calm and composed. Where is fun in that.” You popped a grape into your mouth and started chewing it slowly, staring at him. 

“Oh, so you need to be entertained all the time? Like a little baby?” He chuckled, keeping the conversation surprisingly light. 

“Who doesn’t like some entertainment.” You smirked and took a sip of wine. He smiled and got back to his friend. 

“Let’s play spin the bottle! Come on guys, truth or dare one? Please!” Thomas yelled, holding onto Damiano, both struggling to stand still. 

“I know who won’t agree.” You mumbled and immediately felt Ethan’s look on you. He was too calm again, he started annoying you with that. You knew what he was capable of. 

“No, come on, let’s go with karaoke. Right?” Vic screamed and won everyone’s votes. They all moved to the couches, trying to set up microphones. 

You used the moment of chaos to have a smoke. You went outside, the pleasant, cool night air soothed your hot skin. You clicked the lighter and took a long drag. Suddenly the balcony door behind you closed and you heard steps. 

“Felt like getting some fresh air?” You turned your head and saw Ethan, staring at you with dark eyes. 

“Yeah, it got a little chaotic there.” You took another drag.

“I thought you don’t like when it’s boring.” He cocked his head to the side, watching you closely. 

“Well…true, but it was getting a little intense.” You turned to him and blew the smoke out in his direction. 

“Guess you were bored enough to start acting like a spoiled brat again.” He said calmly. 

“Oh, come on, I was just teasing…”

“No, no, no, you were acting like a cunt, just to annoy me.” He stepped a little closer, grabbed your wrist and snatched the cigarette out of your hand. He threw it on the ground and stepped on it. 

“Hey…” you said loudly.

“Shut up.” He hissed and took another step towards you. His face was only inches from yours. “I know what you’re doing. You think I’m stupid?” 

You shook your head. He wasn’t joking. You really pissed him off this time. 

“Let’s have a little walk, shall we?” He grabbed your arm and led you towards the garden. It was dark outside; the grass was damp, and you couldn’t see where you were going. Finally, you saw a tiny wooden shed under a big tree. 

“Maybe we should go back?” you asked quietly. He turned to you with a smile.

“Do you really want to go back? Are you sure? Is that what you want?” 

“I don’t know.” You whispered. He grabbed your chin hard and tiled your head up so that you could face him.

“Because I thought that you were acting like a fucking bitch because you wanted daddy to fuck you as hard as the last time. Why else would you tease me like that when I gave you a warning, hmm?” He spat out and squeezed your cheeks harder. “For the last time, do you want to go back?”

“No.”

“Good.” He smirked and let go of your face. “Because I enjoyed your sweet little cunt the last time…” He purred into your ear and grabbed your hair, pulling you towards the shed. 

He opened the door and pushed you in. A small lightbulb was enough to see him and his face. His eyes were lustful and hungry. He shut the door and pushed you against the small shelf. He cupped your face with one hand and kissed you hungrily, biting your lips, and pushing his tongue inside. His hand slowly slid down to your throat. he squeezed hard, making you gasp. 

“I won’t be nice…tell me if you want me to stop. But I know you can be a good girl and take what you deserved. Understood?”

“Yes…Yes, Daddy.” You mumbled. He smirked.

“So obedient…” 

He grabbed you by your shoulders and pushed you to the ground. You knelt and looked up at him. Ethan unzipped his pants and started palming himself.

“You’re gonna suck Daddy off, and If you’re good enough, I might let you cum later.” 

You opened your mouth wide, Ethan grabbed a fistful of your hair and pushed his cock in. You choked a little as he didn't give you any time to adjust. 

“Yes, you stuff that filthy mouth of yours. Fucking slut…Are you gonna talk back now? Huh?”

He grabbed your hair harder, with both hands, and started fucking your mouth. You begin moaning, feeling your saliva dripping down your chin. He groaned and sped up, fucking your throat deeper. Suddenly he stopped and let go of you, leaving you gasping for air and collapsing on the floor. 

“You liked that baby? Hmm?” He grabbed your chin and wiped the saliva off it. He kept stroking his hard cock. You nodded.

“Good, because I’m not done with you.” 

He pulled you up and pushed you against the small desk. He walked closer and grabbed your tits, pinching your nipples hard, and making you whine. He sat you on the desk, forcefully spread your legs and slid his hand under your skirt. His thick finger teased your pussy and hummed. 

“Already so wet? You’re just aching to get that cock again, don’t you?” 

“Yes, please…” You whined, wincing under his touch. He kept slowly stroking your folds, teasing your clit. “Please…Ethan please…” He took away his hand.

“How did you call me?” 

“I’m sorry Daddy, please touch me again.” You mumbled, your thighs were shaking in anticipation, and you felt your juices dripping down your thighs.

Ethan stroked your cheek.

“If you could only see yourself right now…So desperate for a cock of a guy you hate. Such a pathetic little whore.” He grabbed your panties, snapped the lace, and put them in his pocket. “My obedient slut want’s daddy to touch her?” He grabbed your throat with one hand and started teasing your fold again with his fingertips. 

“Yes…please, please, please…Daddy, I’m begging you.” You were too desperate to care, your pussy was aching, pulsating so hard that you would do anything to finally get some relief.

“I like when you beg…” He squeezed your throat harder, sliding his two, thick fingers deep into your soaked cunt. You gasped loudly and threw your head back. “And what do we say?” 

“Thank you, Daddy…Thank you…” He hummed contently and started pumping his fingers, stretching your pussy around them.

You felt that you were getting closer, his fingers felt so good and were making you feel full. He suddenly pulled them out with a wet pop. 

“No! Come on…” You whined. he slapped your face and grabbed it hard. 

“And what did you do to deserve to cum? Huh?!” He growled and swiftly turned you around.

He pushed you onto the desk and lifted your skirt. Ethan kicked your legs apart wide; you heard him spitting in his hand and giving himself a few strokes. 

“You’re gonna take daddy’s cock, nice and deep.” 

He pressed his tip to your entrance and filled you in one slow push, His size took your breath away, and you tried to grab onto something and knocked off some old lamps and pots, smashing them into pieces. Ethan smacked your ass harder than ever.

“That was Damiano’s lamp collection, you might have to suck him off for that you whore…” 

He grabbed your hips, digging his fingers deep into your soft flesh. He started bucking hard, fucking you into oblivion. Ethan sped up, pounding you relentlessly, deeper, and faster every time. You couldn’t contain your moans, they mixed with his grunts and growls. 

“You’re ready to take Daddy’s cum inside you?” He asked between thrusts, you only moaned in response.

He grabbed you harder, slamming into you fast till he came with a loud growl. He skilled you up with his hot cum, his cock was twitching inside of you. You came right after him, spasming and screaming, clenching around his cock, milking him dry. He leaned down and nibbled on your shoulder, leaving a bite mark on it.

“A little souvenir for my favourite slut.” He whispered into your ear. 

He slipped out of you and turned you around. Ethan sat you down on that desk, his cum was dripping out of you, and you felt its warmth on your legs. He roamed through the shed and found his training bag, he took out some wet wipes and a towel. He knelt down and cleaned you up. You watched him with a soft smile when he placed a soft kiss on your thigh. 

“Don’t get used to that, princess.” he stood up with a smirk. “Anything hurts?” 

“Only in a good way.” You mumbled, too fucked out to think straight.

“Good. Now make yourself look presentable. I’ll go inside first.” He turned around at the doorway. “Oh and…I like fucking you but keep this act up and next time you won’t be able to sit for a week. It’s my last warning.”

He left, but with how good he was making you feel, you knew that you should start getting ready for round three.

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[ladylovesloki]

Sbsbssb I can't stop thinking about this. But Loki with a reader that only relaxed during smexy times

Thank you for the request, I hope you like it 💚

Title: Relax: One Shot

Pairings: Loki X Reader

Warnings: Language, smut

Summary: It’s been a rough work week and Loki plans a relaxing night for you.

This week is never going to end.

You’ve been working for 8 days straight with no end in sight.

You can see the slow burn out of your team surrounding you, call outs and no shows at an all time high. You yourself can feel your own burn out but you hold yourself together for the good of your team. If you go down everything will go down with you.

Another 12 hour shift in the books and you are on your way home to relax, you had to work the next day as well so you needed to make sure you rest as much as you can before then.

You get to your apartment and see that there is a light on or possibly a candle on inside.

Did you leave something on before you left for work that morning?

“Fuck.”

You rush in and find that your living room was lit up with floating candles, a massage table in the middle of the room and a table covered with different oils and burning incense. They were giving off a soft smell that when you inhaled somehow made your whole body relax. You close your eyes and take a nice deep breath.

“Welcome home my love.” You hear Loki’s deep voice, snapping you out of your momentary trance from the comforting smells.

“Hey..what’s all this for?”, you ask him curiously.

He gives you a soft smile and moves around you to remove your purse from your shoulder and remove your jacket.

“I know you’ve had a rough week at work, you have not been taking care of yourself as you should. So I have decided to give you a night of relaxation.”

You open your mouth to tell him he doesn’t have to do go through the trouble but he interrupts you.

“I know you feel as though you don’t deserve such treatment but as I keep saying..you are the most important person in my life. I would do anything to make you happy..I am here to take care of you especially during those times when you cannot take care of yourself. So…”, he gestures over to the massage table, “please disrobe and lay down on the table.”

He hands you a glass of wine which you happily take a sip of, place the cup down and move to take your clothes off. You look over to see if Loki was looking at you but you found that his attention was on the table that had all of the massage oils laid out.

You quickly remove the rest of your clothes, take another sip of your wine and then you lay stomach down on the massage table.

You can see Loki’s feet through the face port of the table and you can feel Loki place a towel over your ass. Then… you feel the warm massage oil on your back.

He slowly starts to work the oil into your skin, he moves his hands around your shoulders, working out some of the sensitive spots and knots.

He massages all around your back but he continues to just rub above your ass, not going any lower. You start to moan sinfully, maybe he’ll get the hint…

“Mmm..Loki, this feels so good..I really needed this..”

“I know darling, you have been so tense lately, I’m sorry I didn’t do this sooner.”

He continues to massage you for a few more minutes but then he stops and moves back over to his oil table. You then feel some more oil being poured on you but this time on your calves. He starts to massage your feet, calves and your thighs juuussttt below your ass cheeks.

You were feeling so good but you needed more..

“Mmmm…Loki…please…”

“What sweetheart? What are you asking for?”

“Mm..more…”

“More? What do you need more of?”

You hide your face in embarrassment, “you….”, you whisper so quietly.

“Why do you hide from me?”

You just shrug your shoulders, still hiding your face in your hands.

He takes one of your hands and he places it on top of his…very hard cock.

You snap your head over and see his pants were stressed from his growing erection.

“Do you think your sounds of pleasure or the touch of your skin had no effect on me? I only wish for you to relax..or is that what you need to help you do so? Is that it my darling? Will my cum be the elixir you need to truly help you relax?”

You nod at him bashfully, “please?”

“I’ve already told you darling…I will do anything to make you happy. Before we begin I wish to finish what I started, get on your back for me my love.”

You rise up on shaky arms and lay on your back, he doesn’t place the towel back on you so you are laying on the massage table completely bare for him.

Loki walks back to the oil table, grabs his oil of choice and walks back over to you. He squeezes some oil on your torso and starts to massage again, he rubs your stomach and chest paying close attention to your nipples. He massages your neck and shoulders, moving down to your arms and hands. 

Your eyes are closed and you were so lost in how good your body felt that you didn’t notice when Loki removed his own clothes. You didn’t notice really anything until he took your hand and then placed it on his hard cock.

Your eyes shoot open and his cock is right next to your face, he closes your hand so you were grabbing his cock and starts to move your hand up and down, jerking him off.

The sounds of your hand moving up and down on his slick cock started making you wet, the idea of his cock slowly moving inside of you turning you on even more.

Loki moves away from the table and walks to the end of the table where he spreads your legs. He crawls on top of the table, hovering his body over yours and kisses you slowly.

You kiss for a little while, enjoying the weight of his body, making you feel a level of comfort that almost brought you to tears.

You can feel his cock nudging at your entrance, you were so slick from your own juices and the oil that he was able to slide in with little to no resistance.

When he fully entered you it was like the dam broke, you started to cry. It was like all of the stress and roller coaster of emotions you had felt all week melted away and you didn’t know how to process your emotions.

“It’s alright my heart…am I hurting you?”

You shake your head, you knew if you tried to speak only a squeak would come out.

“Do you wish to stop?”

You rapidly shake your head telling him you didn’t want him to stop.

“Alright..alright..shhh…relax my heart..relax..shhh”, he kisses your face, kissing away your tears and calming your frantic breathing. He balances your breathing by helping you match his and he slowly starts to move inside of you. Moving so that his cock pulls almost all the way out and then slowly pushes back all the way in. Deep and slow.

“So good…ohh my god…so good..”, you moan into his ear.

He pushes himself up and fully extends his arms, he looks down at you with so much affection and then slowly moves in for another kiss.

His thrusts get a little faster and his kiss getting a little more intense.

“Norns…darling..I’m close..”

You move your hand through his hair and move some so you can get to his ear, you bite on his lobe and suck on it making sinful noises in his ear.

“Mmm fuck Loki…please cum in me…I need to feel it…”

“Fuck!” Loki slams into you, his pelvis rubbing on you and his cock releasing in you made your own orgasm flow through you. Your entire body tingled and the only thing you could register was Loki’s body on top of yours, his deep breathing and beating heart. He starts kissing your entire face, once he has kissed every inch of it he leans back enough just to look you in the eyes.

“I love you darling.”

“I love you too.”

“Come, I have dinner ready for you. Your favorite.”

“I don’t deserve you.”

He smiles at you, “you deserve the world.”

You don’t respond, you just give him a sweet kiss.

He rises up off the table and uses his seidr to clean you both up and wrap you in a comfy robe.

“Oh! I forgot to mention…”, he calls out to you from the kitchen.

“What’s that?”

“You have the next two days off…”

“Haha Loki, very funny.”

“No no darling, you truly have the next two days off..I promise you..”

You look at him with shocked confusion… “what?! How?!”

“Come eat and I will tell you”, you sit in front of your already made plate of food and wait for him to explain.

“Stark was inquiring about you today, I told him that with you being busy at work as of late and my assigned missions it has been difficult for us to spend time together.”

You reach your hand out to hold his, feeling a little guilty about your crazy schedule.

“I’m sorry honey, I know my job has been crazy lately.”

“Hush, you have nothing to apologize for”, he kisses the back of your hand, “..so Stark called your boss and asked them how much money they were planning on making the next few days…your boss gave him a price, Stark doubled it… so your boss will be closing the establishment for the next two days.”

Your mouth was hanging open from shock.

“Darling I suggest you close your mouth before I give you something to fill it with.”

You smile at him and throw your body at him to give him a huge hug.

“Thank you Loki! Thank you so much!”

“Do not thank me darling, just relax. Promise me.”

“I promise.”, you lean your forehead against his and try to calm the tsunami of emotions you’re feeling. Just as long as Loki was there to help you relax you knew you would be able to live up to that promise

#loki #loki fanfic #loki smut #loki fanfiction #loki x reader fluff #loki x reader fic #loki x reader #loki series #mcu loki #imagine loki #loki imagine #loki fluff #loki request #Ask #request #requests closed for now #smut #fluff and smut

[ieatsheartsfromthedead]

Loving Tony

summary- y/n trying to resist the one and only tony montana/ scarface

warning- oral, sex, cursing

Y/n gotten to work early having a few moments to herself, the mornings were the worst working in a restaurant it was to busy it stressed her out as she was pouring coffee she noticed two men walking in with fancy suits with gold chains making their way to the barstool where she was…

She pulled out two menus for the men she cleared her throat “Hi, welcome” She said with a smile “Let me know if you need anything” She went back into the kitchen to grab other plates of food “Ms?” I heard a man say with a thick accent She quickly made her to the front counter passing the food to the other waiter “Hi, what can get for you ?” She said “A cup of coffee please” One of the men said “What about you?” I asked the other one he had a unique scar of his face it really brought out his features “The same as him” He said She poured them a coffee passing it to them she noticed how they both were whispering things to each other she also noticed the way the one with scar looked at her… She came back 20 minutes later to see if they wanted to eat anything “What else can I get for you guys?” She asked “Two grilled cheeses” The one said She made her way to the back making her famous grilled cheeses

Tony had thought the waitress was pretty sexy and he wanted a taste “Aye man, I’m gonna bone that pretty waitress” He told Manny his best friend “Nah man you don’t gotta chance” He said laughing “Ah don’t be a hater” Tony said with a grin, The waitress had came back with the grilled cheeses “Enjoy” She said as she walked away Tony looked at her ass that looked perfect through those blue tight jeans she had one he also noticed her eyes the way her nose scrunched up when she talked, After the two boys ate Tony pulled out his wallet placing a 100 dollar bill when the waitress came back she was more then shocked “That’s for you” Tony spoke confidently “Wow um- thank you” She said with a smile “I was wondering if I could take you out sometime” He also added she stood for a moment “How about tonight” She said he looked at her “Sounds good to me baby, write your address down and along with your number I’ll come pick you up” He said

Y/n was flabbergasted the whole day thinking of the famous scarface she heard rumors about him being the biggest drug lord in Florida but that didn’t scary her one bit.

Y/n got off work heading to her house preparing for tonight she didn’t know what to expect going on a date with a dude she heard so much about she didn’t mind it tho he seemed very caring or so she thought? The phone had rung as she gotten out the shower wrapping herself in it “Hello” she spoke “You ready for our date” He spoke with a low tone She hesitated at first “I’m getting ready, when will you be here?” She asked “in a hour be outside and wear something sexy” The thick accent came again she gotten chills to the tip of her toes

“Okay, I will” she said thinking of what to wear “See you soon” the line had ended only to find her breathless of the fact that she is going on a date with the so called drug lord she wanted to know more about him somehow something was calling her to him she couldn’t put the pen to it yet, She put on the tightest dress she could find hugging her curves and ass along with her perky tits she applied her makeup not to much she did her lips as well looking into the mirror once again she looked really beautiful jaw dropping all most she added her new lacey heels along with it then phone went off again “I’m outside” He said “Okay, coming” she spoke softly she ended the line turning off the lights in her home now walking outside to see the newest Porsche her jaw was to the floor

Tony watched her walk to his car he saw how the dress she had on fit her body just right he wanted to do two things tonight fuck her well and make her his wife she gotten in the car with a smile “Hi Tony” she said with seductive tone

“Hi y/n” he spoke back, Tony and Y/n went to a fancy restaurant he told her that she could get anything she could want and she did Tony watched her closely and listened as she talked about her life and what not he didn’t just wanna fuck her by the end of the night he wanted to understand her and give her the life she deserves and needs “Thank you for tonight I had a wonderful time” She spoke as he opened the car door “It’s no problem baby” he spoke as he gotten in the car He could tell the vibe had changed the look in her eyes she gave him sending him into a spiral of feelings he wasn’t sure he could handle or maybe it was the coke he hammed down fuck he thought he hoped and prayed she was the one the one he could put that diamond ring on

Y/n looked at Tony she wanted him to know she was ready for anything he wanted her to do “Wanna go back to my place?” He asked “Yes” Tony proceeded to drive to his place the Montana estate he had brought a month ago They pulled in the driveway y/n was fascinated by the estate “You like what you see?” Tony asked “Yes its beautiful” She replied, Tony parked the car

Y/n and Tony had made their way into his mansion he offered her some wine, they both eased their way into his bedroom y/n she noticed the bathtub “I love the bathtub” She said “Wanna go in it ?” He asked her she nods “I wanna see you strip baby” He told her she felt her cheeks turn red “Don’t get shy baby I won’t bite unless you want me to” He said seductively she obeyed slowly stripping in front of Tony “Slower baby” She went slower for him taking her dressed off. Tony looked at y/n with such admiration he loved the way her body looked he wonder how’d she feel under him making love, his cock grew harder by the minute y/n was now in her panties and bra “Come here” Tony said she made her way in front of him looking at him innocently “On your knees” She gotten on her knees she felt his thumb rubbing over her lips circling them as she looked up at him with such lust she could tell he liked it "I hope you are ready for me" Tony said unbuckling his pants letting his big cock spring free Y/n couldn't wait to have him in her mouth feeling her throat using her like she wanted him to "I'm ready" She said giving him a grin he nod she opened her mouth wide just for him, he forced his meaty cock in her mouth

Y/n gagged on his cock her eyes watering “Look at me baby” He said She looked up him while gagging on his cock “Good girl such a good girl” He moaned she tried her best to fit him all in her mouth “Oh baby don’t make me cum already” Tony states she used both hands one playing with those big balls of his one stroking his long cock “Fuck baby” The spit traveling down her mouth from her hands was so hot to Tony he tried his best not to cum yet, Luckily Y/n gotten a taste of his bittersweet cum “Get up” He said She gotten up from her knees wiping the spit from her lips looking at her art work Tony pulled her to the bed pushing her on the bed softly “Open your legs from me” He said she did as she was told he looked at the thong she had on “So pretty” He hummed he traced over her thong finding the spot to get her begging for him “Don’t tease Tony” She said he couldn’t help but smile he gotten on his knees now pulling down her thong looking at her pretty cunt she soaked through her panties "Tony" She groans waiting for him to start the fun "Tell me what you want" He said looking at her "I want you to taste me" She said looking down at him and with that he ran his fingers along her wet folds causing her to groan he knew how to tease a women great but he wanted to give Y/n everything he licked her cunt tasting her sweet jucies he loved it already he stuck his tongue inside getting the feeling of her cunt he noticed how wet she was getting him Y/n watched Tony eat her cunt she loved how he felt inside of her, she grabbed his hair pushing him closer and closer to her cunt "I want more please" She said moaned out "Please" She said Tony knew she wanted his cock and he was gonna give it to her "Okay baby" He gotten up from his knees now hovering over her placing a few kisses on her soft lips. Tony gotten to the part were Y/n wanted the most he lined up his entrance pushing his cock inside feeling her “Oh fuckk” She moans out “Tony” she whines he fucked her slow letting her get use to the feeling hearing how wet her cunt was for him “I wanna make you mine” He moan slamming his hips in his nearly causing her to combust “Tonyy” she screams he fucked her rough playing with swollen clit she could barely hold on till Tony lifted her up, Her face was in the pillows he fucked her deep hitting places she didn’t know she had “Baby, I’m close” She whimpered, Tony went fasting panting she loved the way he made her feel she wanted this to last forever,Her knees were weak she soon felt the pressure the knot in her stomach “I’m gonna- cum- cum” she came all over Tony’s cock soon after he came right behind her the two were out of breath panting for air till he spoke up “I had a good time tonight” He said giving Y/n a kiss pulling the covers of them “Me to” She said pulling him closer to her “I wanna marry you someday” Tony said with a grin “Hopefully” She said giving him a peak on the lips.

#al pacino #scarface #tony montana

[vodika-vibes]

Post Order 66 - Part 15

Padawan Kanna Rae has the most stressful conversation of her life. Lots of other things happen! Tagging: @starrrgazingbunny, @thestarwarslesbian, @xylionet

"So, Padawan Rae," Mace Windu pinned her in place with a severe stare that made her feel like a misbehaving child, rather than a woman in her mid-twenties, "I'm very curious to hear about what's been going on in the last three years."

"There's no need to be so harsh, Master Windu," Knight Aayla Secura said with a warm smile, "I'm sure Kanna will tell us everything," She favored the slightly younger woman with a fond smile.

"Right. So...a lot has happened," Kanna admitted, "We're headed to Outpost Thresh, in the Outer Rim. It's where the majority of the Jedi live now, as well as a large number of the Vod'e."

"Majority of the Jedi?" Mace asked with a tilt of his head.

"Well, the Emperor kind of ignored the corps. I guess they weren't Jedi enough?" Kanna replied with a shrug, "So Home has become very welcoming for our people. And the addition of the MediCorps has been a boon, since the Vod'e all need their control chips removed, as well as some gene therapy."

"You've been busy," Aayla said with a delighted smile.

"It's been three years." Kanna murmured, "The only reason I survived the Purge was because my Master flung herself over me, and then Master Vos smuggled me out of the temple." She shook her head, "Anyway, the Starsinger will be meeting us at Outpost Thresh."

"And that's where Bly is?" Aayla asked.

"On the ship, yes." Kanna nodded, "He's under the care of Master Obi-Wan, seeing as you managed to make him force sensitive. Somehow."

Aayla blinked, "I did?"

"A pretty powerful force sensitive at that, or maybe just willful. He was able to lift me with little trouble, after all."

"Huh." Aayla looked even more surprised, "Curious."

"This is all well and good," Mace said, shooting Aayla a quelling look, "But what is the state of the Galaxy at the moment?"

"Uh...bad?"

"Be more specific."

"Right. Well, the Temple is being turned into the Emperor's palace. The Inquisitors are out there hunting Jedi and force sensitives. And Vader still has the 501st under his thumb.'' Kanna listed, "Alderaan is now firmly under Imperial command, with the Organa's having to fake their deaths to protect their daughter. Naboo is being watched closely, which never made sense to me but now does."

"Who's Vader?" Aayla asked, her lips turning down in thought.

"Darth Vader, the Emperor's Enforcer." Kanna paused, and her lips curled up into a bitter smile, "Known to the Jedi as Anakin Skywalker."

"...fuck." Mace pinched the bridge of his nose, "I was hoping that his fall wasn't going to be quite that serious." He admitted through a sigh, "Who's in command of Outpost Thresh?"

"Ah...technically Captain Rex, I believe. But Breha Organa might be the one in charge there now." Kanna replied with a thoughtful frown, "As I understand it, she is a warrior queen."

"And who else from the Council is still alive?" Mace asked.

"Ah, well. Obi-Wan is, he's on the Starsinger. He says that Master Yoda is alive somewhere in the galaxy. Master Fisto is dead," Kanna glances at Aayla, who nods in agreement, "And I was able to verify the deaths of Master Mundi and Master Poof."

"And the others?"

Kanna shook her head, "I don't know. Wolffe swears that he's directly responsible for the death of Master Koon, but as he was shot down...and I don't know about the others."

Aayla frowned, "I can't believe that Master Quin refused to come with us," She muttered grouchily.

"I get it. Master Antilles is a good man, but Quin doesn't trust him much." Kanna replied, "I doubt that he'd do something to risk the Jedi at this point, but-"

Mace shook his head, "Jon is a fine Jedi. It's a shame that his actions never endeared him to the wider Jedi population. Specifically Vokara and you,"

Kanna scowled and folded her arms, "I know keeping grudges isn't the jedi way, but he set back out work on the Rakghoul vaccine centuries."

"And he was censured for it." Mace reminded Kanna, before he turned to look out the side window as the ship lurched in a way that indicated that it was about to land. There was a massive ship, that looked more like a yacht than anything else. He paused, "Does anyone know that you've found us?"

"Nope." Kanna stood and stretced as the ship landed on the landing platform, "Respite is secret, even now." She pressed a button allowing the door to open and she stepped off the ship, a bright grin crossing her face as a small blond blur flung itself at her.

"Ma!"

"Hey kiddo!" Kanna scooped the little boy into her arms, and snuggled him close, "Were you good for your buir'e?"

"Always!" Luke giggled as he hugged her tightly.

Mace and Aayla stepped off the ship after her, and the people who had gathered stilled, and became quiet. And then they erupted into movement.

Commander Bly, supported by his brothers, stared at General Secura with wide, wet, eyes. And Aayla saw him, smiled, and ran over to him. She stopped just before she reached him, and she reached out and touched his cheek.

Bly didn't say anything, he just stumbled forward and fell into her arms.

And while they were reuniting, Obi-Wan walked over to Mace and was hugging the older man, they were speaking to each other in quiet voices, but both were radiating joy into the force.

***********

"This is a terrible idea," Red eyes lingered on the massive battleship just outside the viewport, before she turned and regarded the man sitting next to her, "We're two people-"

"We'll be fine," He glanced at her with a small smile, before he focused on the battleship once again, "No one knows that ship better than you do, and with the jamming device you made, we'll be able to knock out the vod'e without hurting them."

"What if Vader's on the ship?" Anxiety twisted in her stomach, and her grip around the steering yoke tightened.

"He's not."

"But-"

"He isn't." He looked at her again, "Come on, cyar'ika. I did my own recon before suggesting this. Vader isn't even in the system at the moment. I promise." He smiled at her, "Trust me."

She gnawed on her lower lip for a moment, and then she sighed, "I do trust you, there's just so much that can go wrong with this-"

"The plan is simple. Simple enough that it can't go wrong," He replied gently, as he reached out a tucked a strand of hair out of her face, "We'll get in, and you'll activate the jamming device. The Vod'e will fall unconscious, and we'll release the mouse droids," He glanced back at the crates of mouse droids behind them, "The droid will traverse the ship and destroy any trackers that might be in, or on, the ship. And then we'll knock out...or kill...any of the natborn soldiers on board, and we'll steal the ship."

"You make it sound so easy,"

"That's because it is easy. Don't worry, cyare. I won't let you get hurt."

"I'm more worried about you, honestly." But his confidence in the plan was comforting, so she rolled her shoulders and directed the shuttle towards the hanger.

He laughed, "Come on, cyar'ika, this plan has been three years in the making, and made by people much smarter than either of us. All we have to do is not mess it up."

"Yeah, yeah."

The comm crackled to life, "Imperial Shuttle 2378. You are late for your normal delivery." The vod'e on the other end of the line said flatly.

She pressed a button on the console, "Affirmative, Dock Control. We had to take a round-about route to avoid pirates."

There was silence for a moment, "Understood. Please proceed to docking bay three. Welcome back to the Resolute." The line crackled shut, and she exhaled slowly.

"In for a credit, so they say," She said with a wry twist of her lips, as she carefully directed the shuttle to the correct dock. She directed the ship through the barrier, and settled it on the landing pad, and then she glanced to the side, "Alright. You're up."

He grinned at her, pulled on his helmet, and pressed the button on the device that was located at his feet. It activated slowly, at first, then then it lit up like a Life Day Tree.

She looked out the front window and watched as the men in the hanger slowly crumpled to the ground. As soon as there was no movement in the hanger, she reached back and opened the first of the crates holding the mouse droids.

"Seems to be working," Her partner said quietly as he opened the door to the ship and allowed the small army of droids off his ship. "And now for the hard part." He strapped twin blasters to his hips and stepped onto the ramp.

"Be careful, Jesse."

"You worry overmuch, Raiya." His helmet tilts towards her, "I'll be back in a bit, cyare."

***********

"And your name, for the record?" It was utterly dehumanizing, the way that the Clones were being treated. Completely blank armor, nothing denoting rank or any individualism.

It was sick.

"You want me to spell it for you, mate?" Cal's gaze flickered to the side, to where Spark was sitting, looking like he was having a casual lunch with a friend, rather than talking to someone who could, and would, kill them if he was ordered to.

"Yes."

"Sure thing! It's F-U-C-" Spark grunted as the second clone punched, "Hey now, that's not very nice." He managed to get out, after he spat some blood on the table.

The first clone stared at him impassively, or, at least, she thought so. The helmet made it really difficult for her to determine if there was any emotion there at at.

He turned his gaze towards her, and Cal lifted her chin slightly, a small smile on her bright red lips, "Will you be more corporative?"

"Not likely, no." Cal said agreeably, "Tell me, darling, what happened to your paint?"

The clone stilled, and the pen in his hand shook slightly, "I am a clone, I don't have the right to any distinguishing marks."

"Hm. You used to though. What color did you wear?"

"...blue."

"Didn't know the 501st was still on Coruscant," She flickered her gaze over to Spark, concern on her face, "Thought you all fucked off after you murdered the babies at the temple." There was something cruel and biting on Spark's face. But then...they had taken the Jedi Massacre hard.

"The Jedi were traitors-"

"Oh, aye. Those babies were definitely shifty little shits. Out there learning how to walk and talk." Spark said, sarcasm dripping from his tongue, "Completely nefarious."

The pair of clones in the room were tense, "Good soldier's follow orders," The interrogator finally said.

"Bullshit," Cal spat, "Good Soldiers question shit orders! Good Soldiers think!"

The interrogator slammed his hand on the table, and Spark shifted, as though to try and fling himself between the clone and Cal, "The pair of you are being questioned in regards to the terrorist activity that has been seen on Coruscant recently."

"Then why are we in binders," Spark snapped.

"You resisted arrest."

"Yeah, because people who go off with you lot, don't get seen again," Cal grumbled.

The interrogator stilled, and he reached up and ripped off his helmet.

A familiar face with a perfectly regulation haircut. And a very distinctive and familiar tattoo on his face.

Cal felt her heart sink into her stomach. Dogma.

She glanced at Spark, who had gone completely still. His eyes scanning the face of the man sitting across from him. The man he once planned to spend the rest of his life with. There was no recognition on Dogma's face.

Spark didn't wilt, didn't look away from the cold, hard, truth staring him in the face. Instead his face went cold, and he lifted his chin, "If you're not charging us with anything, let us go."

"We could really use your help." Dogma said.

"I don't give a fuck." Spark spat, "I don't help baby killers."

There was silence, for almost a whole minute, and Cal had to fight to not squirm in discomfort.

"You're both free to go."

And then the cuffs were removed and they were unceremoniously dropped outside the building, escorted by droids.

"...Spark."

"Don't." He rubbed his face, and for a moment Cal saw the deep grief etched there, "It was like he didn't even recognize me, Cal. Like I was nothing to him, like I was never anything to him."

She reached out and touched his hand, "Maybe it's time we reached out to Senator Chuchi?" Cal asked softly.

He looked at her, so pained, and then he tugged her into a hug and dropped his head on top of hers, "This was never supposed to be our fight." He murmured into her pink hair.

Cal closed her eyes, and she remembered loud laugh, gentle hands on her skin, and a deep voice whispering promises in her ear. She remembered how Fives looked at her, the last time she saw him. And she realized that she was the lucky one. Fives was dead...but at least he died knowing that she loved him.

Dogma didn't remember Spark. Or her. Or the long nights spent at the Daines' house listening to too loud music, and eating too greasy food.

"I think this became our fight the day we fell in love with soldiers in the GAR, my friend."

"...this fucking sucks, Cal."

"Yeah. I know."

*********

Rex stared at the display, his heart in his throat.

This was...well, bad was an understatement. He looked up at his vod'e, to see if any of them had any ideas as to how to make this situation better.

"How did he find us," Bail asked, his gaze locked on the display of the Resolute. The massive war ship was slowly entering the atmosphere, and looked like it would land on the outskirts of the settlement, "We were so careful."

"The Galaxy is only so big," Kanna was trying to sound calm, but her arms were tight around Luke, and Fox was leaning heavily against her, "We were bound to lose eventually."

"Could we fight?" Ahsoka asked, her voice panicked as she kept glancing to where the kids were playing, "Or at least start an evacuation?"

"And go where?" Rex asked, feeling very numb.

"Why is the ship moving so slow?" Obi-Wan asked, frowning at the image, "Normally the ship should have landed by now."

"Maybe they're enjoying our panic?" Dusk asked.

Actually...Rex focused on the ship again, and he frowned as well. He knew the Resolute, and there was no reason the ship would be moving that slow. "It...almost seems like whoever is piloting isn't used to something that big."

"That can't be right." Fives said with a frown, "I can't see Sky-...Vader getting rid of his pilots."

Mace closed his eyes, and he seemed to focus on something, "...there aren't any jedi on board that ship." He said, sounding awed, "In fact, there are a lot of people alive, but most of them feel like they're very deeply asleep."

The room descended into confusion.

"Hail the ship," Breha said, sounding every inch the Queen that she used to be. All eyes turned to her, "Hail the ship and find out who they are and why they're here."

"...alright." Rex reached out to the comm, and he entered a code he knew by heart.

There was nothing for a moment, and then the holo-table flickered to life. And Rex stared, stunned.

At the other end of the holo was a very familiar Chiss woman. "...Raiya?" Rex asked, stunned.

She blinked, and looked just as surprised as Rex did, "Captain?"

"What are you doing on the Resolute?" Rex demanded, "I heard you left the GAR!"

"I did! I moved to a civilian job-"

"Raiya! Who's on the horn?" Another voice, a vod, called from out of view.

"It's Captain Rex," Raiya called.

"Really?" There was movement, and then a familiar figure pressed into view, "Shit. It is. Hey vod."

"Jess-...What? How? You died!"

"Eh, not so much. Look, We can catch up after we land the ship. We have the entirety of the 501st with us, and they all need to be de-chipped." Jesse said, "And they need gene therapy, but we might need to reach out to the doc for that."

"Why aren't they awake?" Obi-Wan asked.

"Well, because we technically kidnapped them and stole the ship," Raiya said cheerfully, "We'll be landed in about 10 minutes. I've never piloted something this big, so I'm taking my time."

The holo cut off, and the room was silent again.

And then people sprang into movement, Rex sent out a call to the medical jedi, informing them of what was about to arrive, and while he did that, Bail was sending an update across the settlement so people wouldn't panic any longer.

And then Rex left the base, to go to the landing site. He missed his brother, and he wanted, needed, to know how he survived.

#star wars #tcw #Post Order 66 #vod'ika writings

[alcamcat]

Hello! I saw that you were willing to take requests so may I request a platonic imagine of gardening with James, Confessing they like spending time with him and the brothers cause they feel like family to them.

Hey, you are my first request! I wrote a little scenario about it, hope you like it!

-I don't own the game or the characters-     

It was one of those days. Life wasn't bad per se, but somehow everything had gone wrong that day. The alarm hadn't rung, then there was so much traffic that they were late for the first appointment. From then on it went even further downhill. Stress, forgetting their lunch at home and of course they got stuck in traffic on the way back again. The only bright spot in the day was the arrangement to meet James, their neighbor. He had recently moved to town with his brothers and lived in the house next door.

A short time later they were already kneeling next to James in front of the bed and together they planted the newly acquired flowers. They talked about their day, he asked interested questions as if it were the most natural thing in the world. With every minute that they spent with James in the garden and told him about the day, they relaxed more and more. He just manages to ask the right questions to make everything appear in a more positive light for them. A smile soon appeared on their features and by the time they accidentally dropped something and James caught it for them, they had already forgotten that their day had been anything but good.

It quickly became apparent that he, like them, enjoyed working in the garden and over time the contact had become closer and closer. And they had to admit that he and his brothers had crept into their heart. When they were with them, it was a little like coming home. It wasn't that they didn't have friends, people to hang out with, but there was something about gardening with James and watching the brothers' interactions that felt so comforting, even if they couldn't describe why.

After quickly changing clothes, they opened the small gate that separated their gardens. James was already kneeling in front of a flower bed. He looked up when he heard the sound of the gate. "Hello, I'm glad you made it!" With a smile that came naturally, they walked up to him. "Hi James, I said I'd help. So..." They looked around, "...what can I do?"

In between, Damien came up to them and invited them to stay for dinner. Matthew, the second youngest brother as they knew, had found a new dessert recipe and was going to try it. They considered turning down the offer, but before they could say anything, Damien smiled kindly. "I know you want it!" And yes, he was right. They wanted to stay for dinner, continue talking to James and watch the brothers tease each other. They were too comfortable with them to refuse. "I would like to stay for dinner, thank you!" "You're welcome, I'm looking forward to it." "But first we have to finish this." James intervened and handed them a rake, which they accepted with a smile.

When they finally planted the last plant and started smoothing the soil over the bed, they were talking about holiday destinations. Conversations with James were always interesting, he had a wide range of knowledge and was always interested in the opinions of others. "I was in Germany once and visited a Christmas market..." their story was interrupted by loud screams coming from the house. Not a second later the patio door flew open and Matthew ran into the garden. Closely followed by Sam who seemed to slow down when he saw them. Matthew laughed, running straight for the two of them and in one quick movement he jumped behind them, wrapping his arm around their waist and pushing them in front of him as if using them as some kind of shield.

"It really wasn't me!" he spluttered out laughing while a single look from James was enough to bring Sam to a halt in front of them. "Bullshit. Nobody else was at the console. You deleted my fucking save." They felt Matthew, still laughing, shake his head behind them. "It wasn't me, why would I delete such a bad save?" "You little pig..." "Sam!" James cut him off with a warning in his voice and they couldn't hold back their laughter any longer.

Their laughter seemed so confusing to Sam that he opened and closed his mouth like a fish for a few seconds, which only made them and Matthew laugh more. When he finally caught himself, he crossed his arms and tilted his head at them. "And what's so funny about that, exactly?" They raised their hands reassuringly, and as they spoke, remembering using the exact same gesture to placate their siblings, "Nothing, really."

"I think they're laughing because you guys are acting like little, ill-mannered kids," James suggested and they pressed their lips together to keep from laughing again. Then he turned to Matthew, "Didn't you actually want to make dinner?" They dismissed it as an illusion that James's gaze wandered to the arm that Matthew still had around them when he asked the question. Matthew immediately let go of them and danced around Sam, who followed his movements with narrowed eyes.

"I apologize on their behalf", James finally said with a sigh as Sam walked back into the house as well. "You don't have to." James looked at them in mild disbelief for a moment before bending down to pick up the last sack of potting soil. As if automatically, they grabbed the rake again. "Besides..." they murmured under their breath, immediately catching James' attention again, who gave them a questioning look when they didn't continue.

"Besides...?" he repeated, questioningly, as if to encourage them to continue. They bit their lip with a smile. "Besides, I find it really refreshing to be around your brothers." "Really?" James' doubtful expression drew a laugh from them. "Yes! It's nice to see how you treat each other. When I'm with you, it feels a bit like coming home for me. I know that might sound strange, but you and your brothers are like family to me now!”

James' eyes had widened with every word and they looked down in embarrassment until they felt a hand on their shoulder. When they looked at James again, he gave them a friendly smile. "That doesn't sound strange at all. I am glad that you feel comfortable with us! After all, we are fond of you too.” The words had a very special ring to them. A warm wave spread from their heart through their body. A feeling of contentment set in that they had missed for a long time without knowing it.

They smiled at each other for a moment, then James lowered his hand and grabbed a shovel. "So, you just talked about Germany. What is a Christmas market?” His calm curiosity pleased them and they immediately engaged in a pleasant conversation. When Matthew called for dinner a little later and the two had put away their tools, James offered his arm to lead them into the house.

Of course, they accepted the offer and together with him entered the house, where a fun evening full of brotherly teasing and interesting conversations awaited them. A bit like coming home.

#seduce me the otome #smto #seduce me james #just thinking #ask #seduce me scenarios #seduce me ask #James Anderson #seduce me otome

[puppiestofboys]

After having the stressful ass day I've had I'd love it if someone were to help me unwind. like they hear my venting, they make sure I'm mentally ok. I make sure they are in the headspace to help. Then they ask if I want to give them control for the night and what that means to me. Today I'd want them to control what order I do things in. Like I need to shower and eat and relax. They tell me what to do one task at a time. Then when it comes to relaxing they let me settle into my favorite video game, and begin teasing me. Light touches at first, reminiscent of the classic fanfic phrase "ghosted their fingers over my skin" just gently getting me into the mood. Slowly working closer and closer to my tits. They wait for me to present myself as implied consent. They move under my shirt. Their hands grope and massage my boobs. A few hums of appreciation from both of us. I'm in a boss fight now, they pinch my nipples. I'm absolutely losing the fight and my mind. I adore nipple torture. Once I get a game over screen the video game is quickly forgotten. I turn around and kiss them. Their hands find the hem of my shirt. I raise my arms, another quiet consent. We break the kiss and my shirt comes off. I grab their shirt hem too, they knock my hands away and take it off themself.

They kiss me again and again. One hardly a brief pause from the next. Their hands are on my sides, keeping me close. We're making out now, my thoughts have gone, all I can focus on are our contact points. They put their forehead to mine for a moment, panting, before they start kissing their way down down down. They look into my eyes when they get to my nipples; I nod. I've been silently begging for this since my shirt came off. Their tongue swirls around and laps, sucking sucking sucking. One hand pinches and twists, the other on my back, keeping me still. I'm whimpering and moaning, I think. I'm not really paying attention to my noises; they're too good. Switch. It somehow feels even better the second time. My hands are in their hair, cradling their head and gently tugging when it gets intense.

I pull them up with their hair and kiss them sloppily. I push them back a bit and start kissing, down down down. I too, wait for them to nod before getting payback, but they don't. They're in charge tonight. "Tisk tisk tisk. You won't be doing that, lower." They command. I don't think I've ever been this horny. Down down down. I undo their pants, their bulge prominent. I wait again for them to tell me to do what I so desperately want. "Go on, it won't suck itself." I, almost too eagerly, take the rest of their clothes off.

Their cock is so hard it looks almost painful. I lick the vein running up the underside and take them in my mouth. Spit in my hands, jerking what I can't reach. Lick, swirl, suck, up, down, a mixture of movements that has them gasping for air. They pull me off by my hair. "Do you want to fuck?" They ask.

"Not really, I just want oral."

They let go and I go back to my art. It takes them quite a while, begging for more more more. Until eventually my mouth is salty and they let out a strained moan.

"your turn." They lay me down and take off my pants. They kiss up my thighs, spread my lips. Licking up and down, getting me wet enough to play with. Their mouth settles on my clit and a hand finds my hole. Othe mimicking the other, circling just outside where I want it. "Please! I'm aching!" I beg. Two fingers in, sucking and licking my clit. I'm dizzy with pleasure. I'm pretty sure if we weren't the only ones home this would have been a uniquely torturous quiet game. I cannot keep myself down. Their fingers curl at a steady pace. Their tongue mimics the movement over my clit. It's almost too much. I cum with a cry.

"Thank you, that's exactly what I needed." I say

"You're welcome, I'd do it again any day."

We hold each other in silence for a while. I go to clean myself off. They fall asleep before I even get back to our bed. We snuggle up for a good night's sleep, we'll probably do this all over again tomorrow.

#nsft concept #queer nsft #realistic play concept #amab x afab

[missvelvetsstuff]

Little Bird

Bucky Barnes x OFC/Reader

Chapter 19

Warnings: swearing, angst, fluff, open ending

SMUT: 18+ ONLY!!!

Notes: I've been agonizing over this story trying to figure out how to end it. I wasn't liking the direction but when I started rewriting some of the chapters it just wasn't working. It still didn't feel right. I started another fic and somehow this came to me. This probably won't make some people happy but feels like a good and fitting resolution. At least to me.

Idk how the smut will work out but I'm basing it on the kind of smut I like to read and hope I do it justice.

Rika spent almost a week at Tony's cabin. It was a lovely cabin, rustic on the outside and fully Tony Stark on the inside. A Jacuzzi on the deck, a beautiful view of the lake and forest and some of the best alcohol money can buy. The view was nice, the accommodations luxurious, the liquor plentiful but she just couldn't settle down. Rika's brain was all over the place with love, hate, lust, hurt and everything else. She slept, hiked, swam and barely ate. She practiced yoga, stretching and trying to mediate with little success. She could not clear or calm her mind. So, she drank. And drank, hoping to numb and distract herself, to help forget even for a little while. Unfortunately her mutations made getting wasted difficult, not impossible but it took a lot and didn't last long.

On the 5th day Rika woke up angry. Morning yoga, a mountain run, a soak in the jacuzzi, half a bottle of Patron and she still couldn't calm her mind.

"Gorram it!" She cleaned up any mess she had missed along the way, threw her clothes back in her bag, locked everything up and sat in the car. She started it, hit the steering wheel and shouted "FUCK!!"

She didn't want to go back to the compound, this getaway was a total bust and she wasn't up to facing Bucky or the team yet. She was just as discombobulated as she started.

An idea popped into her brain. She put the car in gear and headed down the road, asking Friday to pull up the GPS and gave her the address for Xaviers school, and to let Tony know where she was going and that she would be a few more days. Then she called Hank to tell him she was on her way.

When Rika pulled up at the school Hank and Kurt were waiting for her out front. She smiled for the first time in a week and gave them both big hugs.

Hank grabbed her bag and started walking "Here, I found a guest room that you can use in the main wing. You are welcome to stay as long as you'd like, anytime you like. There will always be a home for you here. You know where everything is, so make yourself comfortable. Sleep, work out, find someone to spar with, sit in on a class, help teach a class, hold court in the dining room. I know there are a number of students who would love to meet you. Your mom is kind of a hero here."

Hank looked at her fondly "I know it's only temporary but it's still good to have you here."

Rika smiled back "It's good to be here. I could use some lunch."

"We can do that. You want to talk? We can eat in your room if you want some privacy."

Rika nodded "Yeah, that would be nice"

"I'll have the kitchen send something up."

Kurt had a class so gave Rika a hug and promised to see her later.

Hank stopped and unlocked a door, handing Rika the key when they stepped in.

She looked around the room "Is this a VIP room? Almost as fancy as the compound"

Hank blushed "Of course, you are a VIP."

Someone knocked on the door with lunch and Rika & Hank sat at the small table and dug in.

After a few bites Hank spoke up "So what's going on? You seem pretty agitated."

Rika sighed "It's Barnes. I'm so conflicted. I love him, I hate him, I want him, he disgusts me, I empathize with his experiences, I'm tired of his excuses. It's making me crazy. I spent 5 days at Tony's cabin upstate and did everything I've always done when I'm stressed but nothing helps. If I sleep I have dreams that always feature him but he varies between trying to fuck or kill me and sacrificing himself to save me.

I don't know how to resolve this. Other than that drama I'm happy with the Avengers. I don't want to leave but I don't know how to deal with him."

Hank shook his head "I'm sorry, I wish I knew what to tell you. I'm better with numbers and science than emotions and relationships."

Rika stayed for 3 days, hed long talks about life with Hank and Kurt, a lovely lunch with Charles and Ororo, an awkward lunch with Logan, simulations in the Danger Room, sitting in on a couple of classes, meeting newer students.

It all helped but she knew it was time to go home and deal with Barnes.

She hugged her friends goodbye and made the trip back to the compound, alerting only Tony of her return.

On the way she called Wade and he had the answer she needed. "Get him out of your system."

When she arrived she asked Friday where Bucky was. The common room of course, with most of the rest of the team. Great, an audience. It didn't matter, this had to be done. Rika steeled her nerves and strode out of the elevator and into the common room.

Nat saw her first "Rika! Welcome back! We-"

Rika put her hand up "Not now!"

She walked up to Bucky. "Barnes, we need to talk. Now!" She turned around and headed to her room, Bucky following nervously. When they made it to her room she locked the door behind them and pushed him down onto her couch.

Bucky tried to speak "Rika, I-"

"Nope" she interrupted "It's my turn to talk." He waited as she paced for a minute.

"I hate you Barnes, you have been nothing but drama and stress since I met you. Your constant racism is ignorant and hateful. Your weak attempts to apologize are infuriating. Your need to belittle me reeks of misogyny that should have been left back in the 40's. I hate you and it's even worse because I want you. The chemistry we have is intense and makes me want to forget all the horrible things you have said and done which makes me hate myself for wanting such an asshole. I feel like I'm betraying all mutants for even thinking about you like that. I can barely eat. I can't sleep, you've invaded my dreams and you either fuck, kill or die saving me. I don't know how to stop feeling this way and I-"

"You're not being fair" Bucky interrupted as he stood up and before he knew what was happening his face stung and his head whipped to the side. She slapped him! Hard.

"Fair!" She yelled "Don't you fucking come at me with your whiny bullshit about what's fair and how it's not your fault. I don't want to empathize with you or connect because of similar trauma. I wasn't a cunt to people after you saved me from Hydra and they did some fucked up shit to me too."

She shoved him back against the wall and slapped his other cheek with equal force. Before he had a chance to clear his head she grabbed his hair to pull his face closer to hers and kissed him.

There was nothing gentle or caring about her kiss. It was all anger & chemistry, hate & lust, teeth and tongues. When he realized what was going on he leaned into it and kissed her back, fighting for dominance. His left arm around her waist pulling her flush against him while his right hand roughly explored every part of her that he could reach. He pinched her nipple and she groaned.

"You do like it rough, don't you princess?"

"Look at it this way, Barnes, I'm probably the only woman in the compound that can take anything you can give." She teased biting his lip and rubbing against his growing erection.

"Why so needy doll, didn't your little Cajun boy take care of you? Not man enough to satisfy this greedy pussy?" He taunted her, nibbling on her ear.

"You jealous, Barnes?" She snapped back at him. "Never fucked Remy, I told you it wasn't like that with him."

Rika grabbed his t-shirt by the neck and ripped it straight down the front to expose his chest. She started kissing and biting down his neck, all over his shoulders making sure to nip at every scar.

He groaned "Fuck, doll. I can smell you. I need to taste your sweet pussy"

Bucky pulled back and looked her in the eye, "Tell me to stop. Say no and this never happened"

Rika slapped him again but a bit more gently "Don't you dare try to pretend you could walk away right now, Barnes. You want me just as badly as I want you. If you stop, I'll hurt you"

Bucky growled "Don't you threaten me with a good time." And kissed her roughly, wrapping his left hand around her throat and squeezing gently. rutting against her until she moaned into his mouth. He moved his hand from her throat, picked her up by her thighs and she wrapped her legs around his waist so he could carry her to the bed.

Bucky set her down on the bed, pulling off her jeans and panties which were soaked. He looked at the bit of silk and lace, groaned and fluttered his eyes as he smelled them,then looked at Rika with a smirk while stuffing them in his pocket "For later". 

He pulled his jeans and briefs down to toss aside.

Rika quickly removed her t-shirt and bra then laid back with her legs open so Bucky could see what he did to her, staring at his long, thick and very hard cock.

He pulled his pants off and crawled over her up the bed until they were face to face and he could kiss her again.

Bucky tried to be soft and gentle, show her what he had such a hard time saying but Rika was having none of that. She bit his lip and drew blood.

"This isn't lovemaking, Barnes so get that touchy feely shit out of your head and make me cum."

"As you wish" he gently bit her lip and started kissing down her body, taking in every detail like the dusky purplish color of her nipples and the addictive taste that he couldn't describe. He paid close attention to every reaction to find all of her spots, he wanted to memorize her in case this only happened once. He kissed and nibbled his way down to her mound. He took in a deep breath and groaned at the smell of her arousal.

"You gonna just sit there are stare at it or are you going to don't something about it?" Rika demanded

Bucky smirked and dove in, licking and sucking, growling at how sweet and wet she was. "Taste so sweet, I could stay here all day" he gently inserted one metal finger and groaned into her pussy as she clenched down on his finger. Then he added another.

"Jesus, Rika. You're so wet, soaking my hand and the bed. Is this all for me, doll?"

Rika whined "Fuck, Bucky yes all you. Please don't stop. I'm so close"

Bucky grinned then promised "I won't stop, not ever. Cum for me doll, I need to feel you"

Rika couldn't help herself, his mouth, his fingers, his demanding tone. She came, harder than she could remember ever coming. She screamed and gushed all over his face. Bucky took all of it, licking up every drop until he pulled away.

Rika tried to catch her breath as she was coming down from her high. She could feel Bucky crawling up her body and when she opened her eyes to look at him she saw the predatory look on his face that was shiny from her slick. She grabbed his hair and pulled him in to kiss her. She tasted herself and it just made her feel hotter.

"You need to fuck me Barnes, before I change my mind.

Bucky laughed "I plan on it but I know you aren't going anywhere. Like you said, doll, you need it as badly as I do." He smirked at her and she slapped him again.

"Would you shut the fuck uuup" she yelped as he thrust his hips forward and filled her in one stroke.

"Is that what you needed, Doll? Maybe a good fuck will help your attitude" he taunted as he slammed into her repeatedly "Dammit, this pussy is so hot and tight, keeps sucking me back in. Tell me how bad you need my cock, how bad you need me to fuck the brat out of you"

Rika groaned, he felt as good if not better than she ever imagined but she wouldn't give him the satisfaction "You aren't man enough to fuck the brat out of me. Better men have tried."

Bucky grinned at her, never slowing down, as his vibranium hand moved up to stroke her throat then started to squeeze gently "I don't think you've had anyone better than me. I think you need to admit it to yourself and me. Or you don't get to cum again."

Rika growled and shoved him off of her. "Your ego is still unbelievable, Barnes. I'm not letting you control me or my body."

She threw him onto the bed and mounted him, sliding back down on his cock. They both moaned at the feeling. Rika wrapped her hand around his throat "We'll see who gets to cum now."

She started riding him, chasing her own release without concern for his, until she felt the coil tighten "Oh, fuck, Barnes. So good, yes, YES" she yelled as she came.

Bucky felt her choking his cock and couldn't hold back anymore and roared "Yes, Fuck, Rika!!" she squirted all over him as he filled her with his spend.

After they both came down and were breathing normally, Rika moved off of him and fell back onto her bed. Bucky couldn't move, he had never has sex so intense and already wanted more.

After a few minutes, he turned to look at Rika, reaching out to caress her face. She slapped his hand away. "I told you this isn't love, don't try to make it something it isn't."

Bucky looked down and sighed. "I should go, since you got it out of your system. Don't want the team to think somethings going on."

Rika laughed "I'm pretty sure they heard some of that. Besides, what is your problem?"

Bucky stuttered "I just thought-"

Rika slapped him again "So I'm good enough to fuck but not good enough for anyone know you fucked me?"

Bucky was so confused "But, I thought"

Rika smirked "There's your first mistake, stop thinking. I don't want your damaged brain."

She curled up in her bed "So make your choice. Sneak away like a stupid teenager or turn that dumb brain off and cuddle with me. Whatever, I'm taking a nap."

The End?

@vicmc624 @nash-dara

#bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes fanfiction #james bucky barnes #james bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes x ofc #little bird

[ladyazulina]

I'm venting, so you can as well ignore all this and continue with your life

I know it's contradictory to say that you can ignore all this and have a few 'help me' tags, but no one is obliged to help, so if you are like me and get hurt inside because you know there's no way you can help—sadly—well, then... skip it. You're welcome.

I'm bad at this. I wanted to let some steam get out of me on a vent-and-support channel from a Discord server I'm in, but... when I started typing my venting and my frustrations, I just deleted all of it and didn't send a thing.

It's not hard for me to open up, but it's hard for me to vent with the sole purpose of venting, so...

I'm just so tired. I've been feeling so tired for as long as I can remember, and that can be as long as half my life. I "started" classes this week, going back to face-to-face after three years of virtuality because my university fucked up and I don't know what the hell they did with the oh-so-comfortable virtual sections. So I was forced to come back. I have a few reasons not to be ready:

I had my latest chiropodist appointment on July 31st and the injections they put in my bent ankle inflamed it and made it worse just existing with it. I have been having difficulties with my ankle since then and after a whole month of staying home and barely moving to let the ankle time to rest and heal (which it hasn't, it's still inflamed and hurting), I would have to get back out on a heavy effort to go to classes without feeling any better (I haven't come back with the chiropodist because the consultations go around US$180 and we have no money for it—not right now, barely when the time to go back is approaching).

I stopped using my glasses around a year ago because, uh, I still haven't been able to pay the US$135 that cost the last refinement and I got to the understanding that, as everything else, the optics market was, uh, a market and don't have my best interest at heart, no matter how good the dude attending me was, I would have continued refining my crystals years and about without really having the way to keep it up, so I just decided to stop using them and try some exercises of natural improvement, and though I'm still not seeing HD or near close to 20/20, I haven't felt the eyes exhaustion, or the stress, or whatever possible symptom related and instead I have been having all the muscles around the eyes immensely relaxed since I started with those exercises.

I've been hard of hearing since ten years ago. Six or seven years ago, headaches came to stay, making harder my lifestyle, but somehow it wasn't as bad before the tinnitus also came to stay around two or three years ago. It was manageable still because I didn't have a lot of reasons to go out, with the virtual classes. Two years ago, I was gifted with some hearing aids that weren't the ones I needed but, quoting them, "it was better something than nothing". It was not. I give them back maybe a month after starting using them. Last year, around February, someone got me the ones I did need and, after a year of using them, I didn't feel any improvement and I found out I was just getting more and more depressed, so I decided to stop using them. Anyway, one of the hearing aids was malfunctioning and I brought it to my audiologist to fix, but even when everything (my follow-up appointments and, supposedly, ANY fix) was covered, I still had to pay US$140 I didn't have for him to, according to him, "just fix it up and give it back, five minutes top". He had it for a month or so before I decided to stop using the hearing aids for good because even when he promised me another one in the meanwhile, he didn't give me any and I was already starting to feel the consequences of not having it. BESIDES that, though the hearing aids were keeping me in the same hearing wavelength for the whole year I was using them, I was feeling like crap and didn't want to stay there for the whole five years of the probable life of the aids.

I think all of that wraps things out somewhat well, even though those words don't tell you all the pain the voices inflict on me when I have a certain headache intensity or how I feel mentally slapped every time I go out and have to face the traffic or the street or the cars or a space where people are talking. It's just hard. Staying home is as hard. But being forced to go out because the university snatched my virtual classes was... a real hit.

I'm not sure how big my willpower to continue studying is, but I get really tired in my day-to-day. For the smallest things.

The days I got out, I came back barely feeling my feet, not knowing how bad I fucked up my ankle nor my head, not having anything to take to palliate that. I have tried a long variety of pills to help with my head without success. And, since a long time ago, I have been wishing to just go deaf. There is a lot of tiredness and feelings and situations and time that got me there and I won't be able to let you understand, but when I can't bear it a second more, I find myself again wishing to just go deaf.

I'm not even trying to improve my hearing at this time and moment. Right now, my intention is to get some noise cancelation headphones. I don't know much about them, but some friends recommended me this one, and again, we don't have the money (US$90) to get them. Even if we got the money, they don't send it to my country, so I would have to get someone to buy it for me in the US or another country where the store is AND then send it to me. My path right now is to find a way to reduce the headaches so my life gets more bearable, because I can't bear it anymore. I'm having more paralyzing headaches, less time to sort things out daily due to exhaustion. And that doesn't even say about the same daily situations I have to go against. It's just... too much.

Virtual classes are nowhere near better than face-to-face ones, they just help me to not face a lot of the countless things that I have to face just for putting a foot outside my house. I do like my university (not how it works, it totally sucks and is just making our lives harder), I like the campus, I have missed the intimacy and the contact that face-to-face classes give me with my classmates and possible future friends (and I'm kind of an antisocial, shy, restrained person). But everything is just... a piece of work. A fight. A battle. And I have been from years needing to carefully choose which battles I'm going to try to fight and which ones to just... let go.

I want to finish writing my books someday.

I want to make a technical career in sign language interpretation and translation (another thing the lack of money is keeping from me).

I don't even want to make a living when I would need to hear or talk with other people. What I want to do is proofread and edit and help authors polish their books, that's everything I'm wishing for.

And, well, everything is a pain. I myself don't like encountering those posts of people asking for help to pay for things because I myself can't help them not even with US$1, but I just thought that maybe it can be worth it, so, uh... I'm sorry, but I would really appreciate any help.

As an intent of summary, I need:

Noise-cancelling headphones (US$90).

To go back with the chiropodist and find out what's happening with my ankle before my next appointment on May 2024 (at least US$180).

To pay off for my last glasses (US$135).

And, well, to be honest, if I just get enough for the headphones, it will help my life to get a lot easier.

I just have PayPal, so, uh...

Thank you so much. And I'm very sorry as well.

#vent #vent post #tw vent #rant #rant post #personal rant #help me #i need help #please send help #only if you can #i'm very sorry #i'm very tired #disability #disabled writers #disabled #disabilties #hard of hearing #hearing problems #hearing loss #i don't even know what more to put here

[lanadelreyscokewhor3]

peter parker.

smut or implied smut = *

series

innocent reader x peter parker

play date *

you’ve had a crush on peter for quite some time now, and when he shows up for your guys weekly study session, he walks in on something he probably… shouldn't have.

training wheels *

peter comes over for another study session, but instead of it being filled with the study of molecules, he studies the way your body reacts to his touch. and his mouth. and his words.

reader x fuckboy peter parker

chapter one: the comfort

touch me, not feel me *

you swore you’d never hook up with the infamous fuck boy peter parker ever again, yet here you were… in his bed… again.

chapter two: the mistake

in my feelings *

he hasn't called you in ages, so why and how does he appear in your bed again?

chapter three: the longing

right where you left me * ( the interlude )

its been four months since parker left you alone and hurting, and you haven't been able to build the walls back up again that he tore down. you love him, but he doesn't love you…right?

chapter four: the serenity

save your tears *

after brushing peter off for weeks upon weeks, he arrives at the very place you never wanted to see him in again- the fire escape that leads to your dorm.  having no choice but to let him in, you let him talk. let him make it up to you, won’t you?

 multiverse reader x peter parker 

material girl *

you eat, sleep and breathe luxury- and everyone loves you. accept for one man- that being peter parker. which doesn’t bother you, because you hate him back. don’t ask how this equation works… but somehow the two of you end up as a very happy couple.

ultraviolence *

friends are overrated, so when the boy in the apartment across from you, peter parker, decides to be happy go lucky towards you, you become rather annoyed. soon enough, he warms your frozen heart

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one shots 

dirty talk *

teasing your boyfriend at dinner with his family was a bad, bad idea.

behind closed doors *

to the world you may appear to be a shining angel, but sometimes peter wishes people would see what goes on behind closed doors.

night crawling *

peter decides you need a little… punishment. you belong to him, don’t you remember?

good girl *

you’re peters relaxation after countless “business” meetings. he rewards you for being such a good girl. his good girl.

welcome to westview

when peter died, your whole world shattered. despite the warnings about the multiverse, you create your own little world, just for the two of you. (wandavision inspired)

cherry  *

getting eaten out by dilf! peter while the kids are away.

is it wrong? *

you’re dating peter parker, but are unaware he’s spiderman. what happens when one night, he takes his stress out on your sleeping body with his mask left on? 

save a horse, ride a cowboy  *

coming home for the summer back to the farm had it's perks. one of them being, you get to help out the owner of the ranch next door, peter parker. as they say- save a horse, ride a cowboy.

late night talkin *

after your father catches you rebelling again, he sends you to the only place he knows left... his best friends house- peter parker. hoping he’ll be a good influence, he leaves you there for the summer. little does he know, parker splits a blunt with you, and some “late night talking” becomes a little more than just talk.

love shack *

you and your best friend peter “the freak” parker find yourselves at the town’s secret hangout, “the love shack”. The two of you have been friends withbenefitss for quite some time now, and what better place to do it at the literal “love shack”?

paparazzi *

as the outgoing, spontaneous cheerleader of the school, you arent too familiar with quieter people, such as peter parker. he sure is familiar with you though. soon, the photos and obsessions give him the courage to talk to you, which leads into his darker desires coming true.

vigilante shit *

matt and peter ask you- the black cat, to help them take down fisk. after bandaging up your wounds and endless bickering mixed with sexual tension- the two men see who can fuck you better. 

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blurbs

i shouldn’t cry, but i love it *

your crying turns peter on. it shouldn't, he knows it shouldn't, but god does he ever love when you're an overstimulated, blubbering mess for him. 

cardigan 

“and when i felt like i was an old cardigan, under someones bed... you put me on and said i was your favourite”

hush, hush *

peter fucks you while your mothers on the phone, forcing you to stay quiet.

nothings goin hurt you baby

peter takes reassures and takes care of you after you use the safe word or the first time.

watercolor eyes

peter takes care of you when you accidentally take edibles instead of cookies.

lazy days *

you decide to make “lazy days” a little less lazy, surprising peter by finding yourself on your knees for him while he plays video games. for good luck, of course.  

sex, drugs, etc *

drunken confessions lead to your best friend between your legs, and you weren't complaining. not one bit. 

anatomy *

 in order to help peter pass his bio exam, you offer some hands-on experience with female anatomy. study buddies are supposed to offer assistance, are they not? 

touch tank *

sitting on dilf! peters face 

watch you sleep

peter takes care of you when you're feeling overwhelmed and sick.

preachers daughter *

 you and peter were complete opposites, you the goodie two shoes preachers daughter, him the bad boy next door. yet fate has pulled the two of you together, and you can’t help but feel a certain lust for him.

new years day *

your best friend peter practically begs you to be his date at his works new years party, as a friend and a lover. new year, same benefits. 

your girl

boyfriend! peter looking after you while youre drunk

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headcannons

a-z challenge with peter *

frat boy! peter *

interlude- the trio *

drabbles with peter, bucky and steve

boyfriend! peter thoughts *

academic rivals with peter *

#claires masterlist #peter parker

[andrews-lovr]

The stranger tasm andrew garfield x female reader

summary: y/n hasn't got her life together at the moment. So many problems in her life. What were to happen when her best friend Gwen invites her to a party and she runs into a hazel eyed boy.

warnings: fluff, smut, oral,18+ if younger dont interact!, swearing, mentions of divorce, yelling, (probably a few other things)

Word count: idk semi-long maybe like 3k or 4k words.

notes: not proofread! i have never really written any fanfiction but I am quite proud with how this turn out. So any feedback would be much appreciated!!

School had been quite rough lately and so had home.

I think your best friend Gwen had realised this when you had come to school late everyday this week, unorganised and unmotivated.

You had always been somewhat of a nerd, so it was obvious something was up when your papers came back with B- and C's.

-

"Whats wrong Y/N? And don't tell me nothings up, i know theres something going on." said Gwen as you took your daily walk home from school.

She saw straight through you, of course, she could read you like a book seeing as you've been friends since 1st grade. You just didn't need her worrying about you right now, she already had so much on her plate. But then again she deserves the truth.

"Schools just been a bit boring at the moment, all the teachers just seem to put me to sleep these days, nothings sticking in my brain. i think i just need a good night out or a holiday. My parents have been quite distant too and somehow I'm in the middle of it. I've been staying with my uncle, thats why I've been late everyday this week. I'm sorry Gwen you don't need to worry about me, I'll be just fine." you gave her a week and half smile that she returned in favour.

"You know you can always stay with me Y/N? Your always welcome at mine and you didn't need to keep this secret from me, I've known you forever. Of course I'm always going to be worried for you, just don't stress over things that are out of your change." she gave you a beaming smile, that always made you feel better.

She always knew what to say. You came to Gwens home and walked her to the front door.

"Y/N as you said before you need a break. Come to the party with me tonight, it will get your mind of things for tonight at least. Come as my... plus one haha." said Gwen as she fiddled with the key in the doorknob.

"I don't know Gwen, it might be a bad idea, seeing as my parents are expecting me to have dinner with them later tonight." Y/N said sheepishly.

"I'll get you out of it, i have my ways, just get into something cute and I'll meet you outside yours at 8pm tonight. Be brave, live a little!" she closed the door on you, leaving you to your thoughts to wonder down the city.

-

You came home and slowly slumped to your room, your parents wanted you back home now.

You could hear the muffled sound of yelling coming from one of the many rooms in the house. It had become a normal noise in the house now. You just put your music in and lay on your bed.

*bing*

A notification on your phone from:

Gwen

- I told your parents that we are going to study tonight, you better be coming!!

Y/N

- don't worry, I'll be there, i need a break anyway. Thank you x

Gwen

- Your welcome, just wear something cute, i have someone you might want to meet ;)

Y/n

- I'm already stressed enough as is!! A boy in the mix would make everything worse

Gwen

- although he might be able to get your mind off of things ;)

Y/N

- fuck you. A one night stand is the least of things I need right now.

Gwen had left it on read. You would hear the rest from her later.

-

You put on your black silk dress, along with your jacket and boots. Doing minimal makeup.

It was nearly 8 so you headed down stairs. Just to see your parents in the hall way. Arguing again..

"WHY WON'T YOU JUST LET ME LEAVE!!!" Y/Ns mum screamed.

"I WANT WHATS BEST FOR Y/N! you can't leave! You can't leave our baby alone, she needs us..." Y/Ns dad said, tone lowering.

You watched them slowly turn to realise you were there. Dad gave you a smile, while your mum tried to wipe away the tears discreetly.

"Hi pumpkin. Gwen shouldn't be to far along." Dad said trying to divert the attention elsewhere.

"Can I... speak to you both?" You said scared of what would happen next.

"Sure sweetheart" mum said joining the conversation.

You all went to sit down at the couch. You stared at both mum and dad, scared of what you were about to say.

" I know things aren't going well between the two of you at the moment." You say, releasing a huge sigh.

"If you aren't happy anymore then I dont want your fighting to go on any longer. If I'm whats stopping you guys, I would drather you be happy then in a house with someone you hate every bit of."

" I love you both equally and nothing matters past that" you said tears growing in your eyes.

An awkward silence filled the room and it felt like every word spoken by you hung in the air.

*knock knock*

Gwen must have been there. You got up to leave your parents talk things over with eachother.

Tears falling down your cheek as you reached for the door handle. Wiping them away.

Gwen was dressed in a beautiful red dress and you were greeted to her beaming smile.

"Hey y/n, ready for the party?" Gwen said as you walked down to her car.

"I am now" you knew you needed a few drinks to get your mind off things, and this party was the distraction you needed.

-

You arrived to what seemed the biggest house on the block. You could hear the loud music banging outside the house.

Walking in you were instantly hit with the smell of sweaty teenagers, booz, vomit and a person wearing way to much colone.

Gwen dragged you around the place to meet a few new faces. But you were more focused on getting drunk to let go of you problems for one night.

As soon as you were free of her, you set off towards the bar, downing a few drinks.

"Two bottles of beer please" said the man as he sat down next to you.

"Having fun?" He asked looking at you.

He was so gorgeous, brown messy yet tamed hair flying off his head, doe eyes that you could stare into forever and... wow that smile, could hold your heart forever.

"I... I- I am, sorry im just a bit distracted tonight." You said looking down at your drink.

"I think that's why everyone comes to these lame excuses for a party. To get there mind off their distractions" he looked u up and down before taking a drink from his beer.

You chugged the rest of your bottle, slamming it down on the table, problems slowly fading.

"I'm y/n by the way, nice to meet you. And you are?" The devilishly handsome man holding out his hand.

"Peter, Peter Parker!" You took his hand without question. Hands still held together after what seemed like an eternity.

"Y/n! I've been looking everywhere for you, I was gonna get you a drink but I see someone else has beaten me to it." She gave you a wink and smiled smugly.

"I knew you two would hit it off, you didn't even need my help." Peter looked at you confused, eyebrows furrowing.

"I should leave you two alone then, I'll see you tomorrow y/n. Im sure you will find a way home... or to someone else's home." She said lowering her tone so peter couldn't hear.

I gave her a light shove. She slowly walked off. "Have fun" was the last thing she said before being out of sight. Leaving you and peter awkwardly standing there.

"Want to go somewhere else?" Peter suggested offering his hand once more.

"Anywhere but here" you said taking his hand.

With that he weaved you through the crowd to the door on the other end, never letting go of your hand.

-

You made it through the sea of people, still holding the hazel eyed boys hand. You walked along the street together, lit by the overhanging street lamps.

"What was that about?" Peter said breaking the silence.

"What was what?"

"Gwen said something about us hitting it off without her help?" He said walking down the cobbled street.

"Oh that. She is always trying to help me find someone, but I just haven't been interested in a long time. I just didn't have time for that kinda stuff." You said looking up at the gorgeous man.

"Well I'm delighted to have met you y/n, i must say seeing you there at the bar made my night." You tried to hide your red cheeks by looking away, but only did he squeeze your hand tighter.

"Thank you, atleast I have a distraction now." You said winking at him before being playfully shoved by Peter.

"Wow, you get beautiful girl who made my night and I get the distraction that happened to offer you a beer." You both laughed walking up the stairs to his door.

"Do you... do you want to come in?" He said cheeks flushed and a gorgeous smile displayed on his face.

"I would love that" you said smiling.

He got out his keys fiddling with the door before letting you in. The house smelt of roasted coffee and cinnamon, just like you imagined.

He took off his shoes and jacket you doing the same. Following him into his lounge room. Sitting down on the couch as Peter got two bottles of beer from his fridge.

"Sorry the house is a bit of a mess, I havent really cleaned up" he said sitting down beside you, handing you the drink.

"Its fine." You said taking a sip.

"I haven't had a girl in my apartment for quite some time now. Atleast not one this beautiful." He stared into your eyes, displaying his infectious smile.

"I haven't been in a man's apartment for a while either, not one as pretty as you." You gave him a wink before taking another sip, to break the small gap between you.

You put the drink down and looked back at Peter. Only to see him inches away from your face. Looking from his eyes to his swollen pink lips.

"Can I kiss you" Peter said.

"Ye-." Before you could say anything more his lips came crashing down on yours, filling the empty space.

His hands travelled up and down your arms as yours grabbed onto his gorgeous hair. His mouth opening slightly to feel his tongue running on the bottom of your lip. Begginging for entrance. With that you opened your mouth slightly, his tongue slid into yours, capturing every taste of you.

Somehow you had ended up on top of his thighs, peters hands had found their ways to your hips, slowly rubbing you against his growing bulgde. Before you let out a soft moan into his lips.

Tingles running up his spine from the vibration. He picked you up continuing the kiss as he walked you towards the bedroom, your legs wrapped around his waste.

He slowly sat you down on the the bed, lips still not leaving eachothers as you tugged on his shirt. Understanding the signal he let go of your lips pulling his shirt over his head.

Your eyes went to every inch of him, making mental pictures in your mind of every curve in his body.

"My eyes are up her y/n" he said with a cheeky grin on his face.

He pulled your dress over your head. You feeling the cold on your bare skin, soon to be warmth by Peter who was once again kissing you deeply.

Peter continued kissing you tongue back in yours. He started kissing down your jawline. You letting out laughs as he trailed down your collarbone.

He continued kissing when he heard you squeal at the feeling of one of the kisses he planted, he found the spot and sucked hard leaving you moaning his name and a purple mark on your collarbone.

Peter trailed kisses down you lower and lower. Stoping right above your core kissing more purple marks on your stomach.

"P-peter... please." You moaned helplessly.

with that Peter kissed up you thighs sending shivers up your spine as he took off the slicked underwear from you.

"So wet from me baby? Such a slut for me y/n." He said as he ran his finger along your core, spine lifting from the bed.

Peter stared at you before plunging down sucking on you clit, releasing a moan from your lips.

His mouth travelled to your folds tongue slipping in and out. Then back to your clit. You were a shaking mess underneath him and he seemed to love it.

He kept lapping at your folds never taking his gaze from your beautiful face, moaning out his name. He slipped one finger inside you as he continued to eat you out, pumping hard and fast.

He slid another one in, pumping in and out of you even faster. Before you knew it a warmth was building up in your stomach and you were seeing butterflies.

"I- im gonna cum.." you moaned.

"Cum on baby, cum on me, I want to taste you." Peter said against your core.

And with that your came on his fingers. Him continuing to finger you while chasing your high. He slipped his fingers out and sucked on your juices, never looking away from you.

The bulgde in his pants, incredibly noticeable. You grabbed the wasteland of his pants and undid his belt pulling his pants and boxers down.

"You have such a pretty cock Peter, so big" you said pumping him slowly.

His breathe hitched and shaking. With that you sent your tongue along the underside of his cock, sucking at the tip. He moaned holding back everything he had not to thrust into your mouth.

"Please... y/n." He said looking down at you.

You took in a breathe, taking him all the way in. He hit the back of your throat causing you to gag at his length. Slowly you started bobbing your head using your hand to pump th rest.

Peters moans filled the room as you continued to suck him off.

"Y/n... y/n inside. I need to cum inside you. He said shakily.

With that you let go of him with a satisfying pop, laying on your back infront of him.

He lined his cock up with your entrance, your legs wrapping around his waste.

"Is this okay?" He said holding back all his will power not to thrust in you at this moment.

"Yes, I need you Peter." You moaned.

And with that he slowly slid into you, so you could feel every vein in his dick. Bottoming you out completely, he sat there for a few seconds so you could get use to his size. Before snapping back into you again. Pace steady, hips snapping back into yours.

He kissed you, whilst continuly thrusting into your pussy.

"You're so tight, you feel so good, so good for me... so wet baby." As he continued his thrusts getting harsher, moans and the sound of skin slapping filled the room.

Peter continued to snap in and out of you at a brisk pace bottoming you out everytime, balls slapping against your back. His hand came down to strategically rub circles against your clit. Your head spinning as you moaned his name.

"Peter- im so close" you screamed.

"Same baby, come with me, I want to come with you baby." His thrusts got even harsher hitting that deep spot inside you.

With a few more thrusts you were both sent over the edge, you clenched around his cock, whilst Peter spilled his seed all over you. Coating your walls.

He fell on top of you both breathing heavily. He pulled out of you staring into your eyes.

"Your so beautiful y/n, thank you for tonight." He said breathe still heavy.

You played with his hair looking back into his eyes.

"Thank you for tonight, I really needed that. Want to go on a date with me?" You smiled.

"How could I say no, after all I am your distraction, maybe for a while." He winked both of you laughing.

He got up to get a towel wiping up the mess and running a hot bath for you. Life couldn't seem more perfect than this moment.

#andrew garfield #andrew garfield smut #andrew garfield fanfiction #maketasm3 #my love #fanfiction #tasm andrew garfield #spiderverse #andrew garfield x female reader #andrew garfield spiderman

[bubbledumbbinch]

Yandere! Idia Shroud x Camgirl! Reader SMUT

A/N: Hello! This is my first fic I've posted on tumblr, and I'm not used to using it at all. I hope this turned out okay and you enjoy! This is a College AU, implied magicless world, and reader is a camgirl.

This fic is purely 18+, minors do not interact.

Word Count: ~4.4k

Warnings: dubcon, brief mention of blood, non consensual drug use (aphrodisiacs)

Friday night, 11:24pm, 6 minutes before your scheduled time to start “work”. You had just finished putting on your makeup and outfit, now trying to hype yourself up in the mirror.

'I can do this. This is gonna be a great show!' You told yourself, while staring at your reflection wearing the revealing outfit. Tonight’s choice was a catgirl maid costume; the maid dress just barely covering your body and showing a large amount of chest. A choker with a bell on it, cat ears, and thigh high socks.

Giving yourself a nod of encouragement, you sat down in the chair in front of your desk, where your laptop and webcam were situated, along with your ring lights, one at each side of the desk so you were well lit for the camera. Making sure you were logged into the site, your camera angle looked good, and your laptop was charging, you waited.

You loved your side gig as a camgirl. You were able to appeal to multiple people’s sexual desires while also being able to bring yourself to pleasure, sometimes more than once per stream, if there were enough donations of course. You were also able to make a decent amount of money while doing this side job, paying for college while having fun was a pretty big plus. And, if you were gonna be honest, the validation of being attractive to so many people really made you feel a lot better about yourself.

You quickly noticed your clock switch to 11:30pm. Time to start. You clicked on the set of buttons you pretty much knew by heart to get the show started. Once it did, you started up some music to fill the silence. Just some cute electronic music to dance in your chair to while you wait for the viewers to come in. You didn’t really have as many as the big camgirls but you had a few loyal people come and watch your streams, which set your heart at ease.

5 viewers

cay-kun @ 11:31pm: wooow y/n-chan, you look so cute! excited for tonight’s show~

User18535 @ 11:32pm: fuck you’re so goddamn cute, i love your tits. can’t wait to see what that pussy looks like

10 viewers

You playfully giggled while reading the last message, winking and sticking your tongue out while flashing the camera your panties from under your skirt. While waiting for more people to join, you also made a point to talk to your viewers, asking about their day and what they’ve been up to recently, which they loved you for.

25 viewers

User58273 @ 11:34pm: You look so kawaii, I wish I could have you service me.

40 viewers

Glancing at the viewer count, you decide to officially start.

“Hi hiii~ I’m so happy to see you all here tonight! Let’s have some fun, hmm?” you started playfully. “Do you guys like my outfit?” Messages of “yes” and “yeah baby”s began flooding the chat and you grinned. “Well, I have something that will be a real treat for you all~”

You reached over to grab something that couldn’t be seen by the camera or the viewers.

~~~~~

Idia was browsing through the site full of nude streamers, trying to find a person to watch so he could relieve his tension from this week. It was midterms season and his Computer Science teachers were giving him hell by making him do in person presentations, exams, and assignments that kept piling up. It took a lot of time away from gaming and side projects of coding his own programs. He also unfortunately didn’t have his little brother Ortho with him in college, as the university didn’t allow them both to attend “as one student”. Ortho definitely eased some stress as someone he could trust and talk to, but Idia’s parents decided to keep Ortho at home to “prevent Idia from being distracted”, much to his dismay.

Idia was at least blessed to not have a roommate, so he could at least have his own privacy for nights like this. Idia’s eyes landed on a thumbnail of a girl that was dressed in cat ears and a lewd maid outfit and was intrigued. He clicked on the video icon and was met with your figure bent so that your ass was up and legs were spread on the chair you were previously sitting on. The girl on the stream had her panties down to her knees and was currently lubing up a cat tail butt plug.

“Ah, I’ve never used this before so, bear with me, please!” She pleaded, eyes looking directly at the camera. Idia was intrigued now this was her first time using it. He felt like this was perfect timing, almost like she was doing it just for him. Until he saw the comments flooding in from different people who were probably thinking the same way.

“Put it in already”

“Go slow okay~”

“don’t force yourself if you don’t want to! >//<”

“Tch,” Idia scoffed to himself. “Seems like she has simps already. No use in being interested in someo-“

“H- here it goes!” You moaned, starting to slowly shove the length and girth of the butt plug into your tight hole. “Aaanh~ it’s stretching me out...” Your eyes pricked with tears while your face contorted into pure pleasure with a hint of pain, all while staring at the camera. Every so often he could hear the little jingle from the bell on your choker.

Idia felt his pants getting tighter and his palms were starting to sweat. The face you made at him was just too unreal and he needed more. He palmed at his growing erection while you shivered at the feeling of being filled by the toy. Pulling his sweatpants down to his ankles, he started stroking his cock lightly.

cay-kun @ 11:38pm: oh y/n-chan the way that stretches out your hole is so sexy~ definitely taking a screenshot for later!

User39748 @ 11:38pm: SHIT i wish i was there fucking you with that in your ass

Blushing, you turned around so that one of your legs were in the chair while your other was up, effectively showing the camera a view of your pussy and butt plug. “What do you want me to do? I’ll just play with myself until someone makes a donation and tells me what I should do! Highest bidder within the next minute~.” With that, you looked into the camera again while soaking your middle and ring fingers with saliva and bringing them to your clit, rubbing small circles into it.

Idia realized that, even now, he wanted to have some kind of control over you. He had a lot of disposable income, being from a pretty rich family. The blue haired boy grabbed his credit card and began to type.

Ignia has donated $100!

Your eyes widened and you gasped slightly. Idia bit his bottom lip at the sight. “Ah, Ignia! Thank you for the donation, you’re new here! Welcome, what would you like to see me do~?” You smiled while looking at the camera. Idia felt like you were staring into his soul and he was sweating profusely. He thought for a minute, gulped, and decided to send a message.

Ignia @ 11:43pm: I want you to keep watching my messages and do what I say, kitten. First I want you to grab a vibrating dildo if you have one and put it at the lowest setting, then fuck yourself slowly with it.

Idia would never have the balls to be this bold with anybody. But this is the internet, so fuck it, he’ll be truthful and just say what he wanted.

You nodded and proceeded to grab one from the table of toys you had next to your desk, lubed it slightly, and did what he told you to. You moaned at the intrusion and the feeling of being filled. “Mmh, it feels so good..!” You cried out.

Ignia has donated $50!

Ignia @ 11:45pm: And by the way, call me Master. You don’t get to cum until I say so.

You shivered at this stranger’s boldness and quietly spoke, “Yes, master...” you looked away shyly from the camera and closed your eyes for a minute, thrusting the vibrating device in and out of your wetness. A couple of moans slipped through your mouth as you felt your juices spreading onto your legs.

Ignia @ 11:47pm: Faster. Fuck yourself faster for me, kitten, and put it on the medium setting for me.

You did as you were told, fingers trembling to follow what the stranger had told you. Your (h/c) hair was starting to feel moist from your layer of sweat and your body was heating up, causing your breasts to stick to the costume.

Ignia @ 11:49pm: Take your tits out and play with your nipples

You panted heavily and lowered your chest area’s covering, revealing the sheen of sweat around your tits. Flicking your left nipple while working the dildo with your right, your hands were occupied with pleasing yourself as this stranger commanded, moaning out. “Aah, m-master, f-feels so go-ood~!”

Idia was smirking, stroking hard at his cock at the sight and idea of you actually doing what he said almost made him cum then and there, but he stopped himself. He couldn’t help the rapid beating of his heart when you said the last sentence. Idia felt special. The power he had over you was addicting and he wanted to see you push yourself over the edge under his command.

65 viewers

User58273: Fuck this is so hot, I wish I could be your master too

Seeing this comment somehow made Idia seethe. He didn’t want to share you, even though this was his first stream with you. You made him feel special. He started typing out his draft of what to reply to the thirsty viewers.

Draft: Ignia: You stupid bastards, no, I’m not going to share her.

Before Idia could send the message you spoke up in a moaning voice. “*pant* N-no, my master tonight is I-Ignia, haanh~”. You were still playing with your nipples while fucking yourself well with the dildo, a light blush decorated your face and beads of sweat starting to form on the sides of your face and your body.

Idia’s jaw dropped. ‘Does she actually really want me?’ He was getting hot, too hot for his own comfort. Usually he wouldn’t last this long during his sessions but he really wanted to see you fall apart under his command. He paid for it, after all.

“Master~ I’m getting close, I- I wanna cum soon!” You whined, pleading (e/c) orbs staring into the camera with your mouth open from panting heavily.

“Cum already, don’t hold yourself back”

“Just keep going babygirl”

“Let yourself cum”

Once again, Idia scoffed in annoyance, but he noticed you never acknowledged any of the other commenters, waiting patiently for the words to come from him.

Ignia @ 11:55pm: put the toy at the highest setting, fuck yourself til you cum, then keep pumping it while you ride out your climax.

Upon seeing those words, your fingers work to put your toy at the highest setting inside your dripping cunt. You closed your eyes while you try to imagine the user who was giving out the commands, imagining them slapping your ass and fucking you until you could see stars. The feeling of both of your holes being filled was overwhelming now, and the hot feeling built up in your core faster than you realized. Idia could see it too, the heaving of your chest was picking up rapidly.

“M-,, ma- master.! I’m cumming!!!” You shrieked. Closing your eyes with your tongue unintentionally lolling out, you released a silent scream as soon as your orgasm hit. It felt like a knot inside of your body had come undone suddenly. Your orgasm had your pussy clenching around the toy that was still vibrating intensely inside of you, stimulating you longer and making you release high pitched screams.

Hearing your words before cumming had Idia teetering on the edge, but watching your facial expressions and your moans made him finish suddenly with a grunt, his pale cock spurting thick white cum all over his hand. Still, Idia kept stroking his length while you were riding out your high, overstimulating himself to match your actions on the stream.

You pulled out the toy weakly and turned it off, putting it down on a towel next to your desk.

Ignia has donated $5!

Ignia @ 11:59pm: Spread your pussy lips babygirl, I wanna see your tight hole.

User39748 @ 11:59pm: I agree with Ignia

cay-kun @ 12:00am: ah~ I also agree. Let’s see you spread it, hmm~? Oh, can you also do a lil ‘nya!’?

You checked the chat and blushed heavily, post-orgasm shyness now taking over your mind. You hesitantly shifted in the chair while spreading yourself open with your pointer and middle finger, showing off your glistening folds with your lightly abused hole. “Nya...” you held up your other hand to do the signature “catgirl” pose, playfully sticking your tongue out too.

Idia was cleaning himself off but he could feel himself twitch again, staring at your meek form. You were so gorgeous and he really wanted to see more of you, making sure to press the “Follow” button, so he wouldn’t miss another stream.

After a few seconds, you decide to end your show, feeling extremely tired and needing a shower from sweating so much. “Thank you so so much for joining me tonight! I hope you guys have a wonderful rest of your evening~ take care and I hope to see you all soon!”

Small tips ranging between $1-$10 started to flow in along with messages of “take care~” “see you soon!” “great show baby ;)”.

You clicked off and you sighed deeply. Looking at your earnings tonight, you made around $200. This was probably the most you’ve made in one single stream, and $155 of that was from Ignia, a new follower and the one who pretty much commanded your entire show tonight. It really turned you on to have someone do that for you and it was the first time a viewer made you do something that felt so lewd that made you cum so quickly.

You stood up from the chair, cleaned up your desk and toys, and headed for the bathroom. Taking off your makeup in the sink, you jumped into the shower to clean yourself up.

~~~~~

Idia tentatively bit his shirt sleeve, his blue locks framing his face. Something inside of him told him that he needed to talk to you more. He had already typed out a message to send along with his friend request. He was scared - scared of being rejected by someone as pretty as you, especially now that he had already felt so attached to you, or rather, what he’s seen from the stream tonight.

Yellow eyes closed tightly as he clicked to send the friend request to you.

~~~~~

Jumping out of the shower, you throw on a head and body towel and started to brush your teeth. Walking around the room you realized your laptop was still on, and there was a notification box front and center. Curious, you clicked on it.

“One new friend request and message”.

“Friend Request: Ignia

Message: Hey, this is the user from your stream earlier. I just wanted to say I really enjoyed your stream tonight. You seem nice too, so I’d like to get to know you more. If you’re interested just feel free to add me back, no pressure ofc.

Thx

Ignia”

You blinked a few times, pondering what you should do. You had gotten messages from guys before but they only said cheap compliments and asking for private shows. You were single so there wasn’t anybody holding you down and this guy didn’t seem to radiate any bad vibes. His dominant nature over chat really turned you on and you were curious about him, so you decided to accept his friend request and send a reply.

“From: y/n-kitty-cat

Hi there :) I decided to accept your message, cause why not? You shouldn’t be that creepy, right? ;P anyway, I’m glad you enjoyed my stream tonight <3 I hope you can come to future ones too!! I’d like to see you around more ;)

❤️

y/n”

You sent the message and went to the bathroom to finish brushing your teeth and your other nightly routines.

Idia couldn’t believe his eyes - you had actually messaged him back and you were really flirtatious!! That meant he was different in your eyes, right? It has to be true! He was determined to meet up with you, eventually. His dick throbbed at the idea of having you to himself, pleasing him with your mouth, doing all those lewd faces you made on the stream... his mind wandered while he pushed his pants down once again and thought of his muse who was now his “friend”.

~~~~~

After a few days of messaging back and forth, you and Ignia had ended up exchanging numbers and using text to communicate almost daily. You found out things like what your majors in college were, finding out his real name was Idia, which was a pretty unique name, and realizing you were both from the same city. Well, it’s not like Idia hadn’t already done his research - the night he became your friend he had stalked all of your social medias under a throwaway account and scrolled through every photo and bit of information he could find about you. He was becoming so hyper fixated on you he needed to know more, who could blame him? Idia just hoped he would be seeing more of you in your streams so he could watch you get off again, maybe with his assistance.

Unfortunately for you though, you realized you couldn’t stream as much because midterms were also kicking your ass. You apologized to your viewers with a blog post who luckily understood and wished you luck, saying they looked forward to your next show.

Idia couldn’t see your pretty face from the stream, which made him yearn. He told Ortho about his crush on you and when the small boy told Idia to “just tell you the truth and meet up with you!” he wanted to shut down completely. But, he wasn’t completely opposed to the idea of you being in his room, exactly where he wanted you. Sighing, he picked up his phone to send you a text.

Idia: “hey”

Y/n: “hey there! 😉”

Idia: “soo i was wondering if you wanted to hang out sometime”

Y/n: “omg 😱 like irl? I’ve never even heard your voice before lol”

Idia: “ik, i’m a bit shy in person.”

Y/n: “i see, so is the life of a gamer and a shut in?😏😂”

Idia: “hah, yeah i guess lol”

Y/n: “soo, what did you wanna do?”

Idia: “idk, anything you want. Except go outside. And be in public.”

Y/n: “pfft, that takes away like any idea at this point HAHA”

Idia: “ya lol i prefer gaming in my room tbh”

Y/n: “oh, then maybe we can just hang out and play games or something like that?”

Idia: “Yeah, why don’t you come over to my dorm, we could game and eat snacks”

Y/n: “Sounds great! This Friday then, 6pm?”

Idia: “Sure i’ll text you the details later”

Y/n: “Awesome :) see you in a couple days then ;)”

Idia: “cool”

Idia threw himself on his bed and screamed silently into the pillow. Idia wanted more than to just be your friend but unfortunately was also extremely shy, especially when talking to new people in person. But as he was sexually attracted to you, he knew he would have a hard time hiding it from you. He had hoped to initiate some kind of sexual interaction when you met up, wanting to indulge in your sinful reactions himself. He didn’t even want to think about anybody else seeing you like that. Idia was growing possessive and realized that if he were to get you where he wanted you, he needed to do a little bit of digging. Which meant searching the web for something that would help make you more agreeable to something sexual. He knew he himself couldn’t make you agree to it, he was too nervous to initiate that! He knew what he needed - an aphrodisiac.

Composing himself, he got onto his computer and compared his options as well as looking for advice on how to please a woman. His eyes widened and lips trembled as he realized he was definitely way too shy to initiate as much as other men do, but he was determined to try anything if it meant your attention.

~~~~~

Today was finally Friday, and the current time was 5:30pm. You styled your (h/c) locks and put on a light amount of makeup, not as much as you would when you streamed but enough to make yourself feel pretty. You also decided that you still wanted to be cute, even if you and Idia were just friends at this point, and wore a tight crop top, a high waisted black skirt, and some thigh high socks since it was a bit breezy outside. You topped it all off with a (f/c) cardigan so you could at least feel comfortable in the sleeves. Packing your bag, you took one last look at yourself in the mirror, did a little peace sign and smiled, feeling cute as hell. You grabbed your keys and walked out of your dorm, heading towards Idia’s campus.

You parked at the place he told you to and gotten out of your car, looking around for him. Shit, you just realized you didn’t even ask him what he was gonna wear or what he really looked like, which was pretty dumb in hindsight. You did catch a glimpse of a tall lanky guy with fluffy blue hair and a striped t-shirt, who was fumbling around on his phone and didn’t realize you was standing right by him.

“Excuse me,” you interrupted his peace softly, causing him to jump up and squeal in fear. “Oh!! I’n so sorry, I’m just looking for someone and I didn’t know if I was in the right place?”

Idia froze. It really was you, in the flesh, looking at him and taking his appearance in. You were gorgeous, even more so than he would have ever thought, and your voice brought tingles to his spine that made him shudder. Idia realized he was being quiet for a longer than acceptable time and he looked away. “H-hi,, y/n...” he mumbled barely even audible.

“Oh!! Idia? Is that you? Hi!!!” You exclaimed, seemingly really excited. Your mouth was curved into a wide smile too.

“Huh, you sound really enthusiastic...” Idia whispered, thinking he really said it in his own mind instead of out loud.

“Of course I am! I’m finally done with midterms and now I can relax and have fun with my new friend!” You said, bumping your shoulder with him, causing him to hold his breath.

Idia gulped when he realized what you said. Friend. Right, that’s all he was to you. At least for now. But hopefully that would change soon, right?

“Y-yeah. Let’s go inside.” Idia muttered, turning his back and walking.

Based on his demeanor, you almost forgot that Idia was the one who was so dominant during your stream the other week, since his attitude was so shy in real life. But, you pushed that thought to the back of your head, today was gonna be a fun day with a new friend, and that was strictly it. You didn’t really want to make your side job as a sex worker into a big thing that would make real life friendships difficult.

~~~~~

After he led you through the halls of the dorm, he brought you to a door and opened it up. Inside it was a bit messy, but an organized mess, one where the owner definitely knew where everything was. He had a pc setup with multiple monitors, RGB lighting which was mostly set to shades of blue, and a really nice gaming chair to go along with it. He also had a shelf with different manga series along it and other consoles for gaming, a bed, a door that led to a bathroom, and a mini fridge. Pretty nice for someone who lived without a roommate, you thought.

You walked over to his bed and flopped down onto it. Idia couldn’t help but think about the many times he had masturbated to you on those sheets that you were now sitting on. He was wondering what kind of panties you were wearing too, when he was suddenly interrupted.

“So! I guess we should get started on some games, yeah? I think I wanna play a fighting one against you! I’m totally gonna win~” You smiled up at him playfully.

Idia let his personality slip when games were brought up. “Tch, you really think you’re gonna win against me ? Think again.” The blue haired boy smirked down at you, which lit up the fire of competition in your heart.

“Let’s go then, dude.”

~~~~~

After about 15 minutes of close battles but still losing every one, you groaned and put the controller down on the floor where you and Idia were positioned in front of a monitor. You had developed a small sheen of sweat on your face from the stress. “Hey Idia, do you have anything to drink? I’m so thirstyy~” You looked at him and pouted, hoping he would maybe have some soda or water for you.

“A-ah, yes I do...” he stuttered a bit, seemingly nervous about something. He shuffled over to a mini fridge near his desk and brought out a cooler bottle. “Here, I made this sweet tea yesterday and you can drink from it...” Idia handed you the cool bottle and you observed it suspiciously. He was starting to feel his breath hitch and wondered if you had caught on.

“Hm~? Drinking from the same bottle already? So intimate!” You teased him, lightly elbowing his side. “Well, here goes nothing.” You tipped the bottle into your mouth and the tea tasted like sweet peach, with a slightly bitter aftertaste.

“Hm, it’s... interesting. What kind of tea is it?” You inquired, looking at the contents and sniffing it.

“I-it’s a recipe I found online! It looked good so, I decided to make it, I- I thought you would like it...” he shyly put down his head, trying to hide his suspicious nervousness from you.

“Okay... well it’s pretty good! I’ll drink some more, thanks for thinking of me~” you said as you gulped down the drink for a few more seconds. “Mmh! I think that cooled me down, let’s play more rounds!”

Idia looked back at you and sighed in relief. “Y-yeah, let’s do that.” He didn’t know how long it would take to work but at least he could distract his nerves by playing some games.

~~~~~

You started to sweat and feel hot. Unbearably hot. You cleared your throat and pulled off your cardigan and folded it to the side, but it wasn’t enough. The heat spread from your head, to your torso, and to your lower regions. Feeling hot and a deep... itch that you couldn't quite reach, in your crotch, you decide to change the position in which you were sitting, from crossing your legs to having them right underneath you, to feel some sort of friction in that area. You could feel yourself blushing intensely while the blue haired man next to you was still immersed in the game you both were supposed to play.

Watching him, you couldn’t help but notice the way his fingers moved on the controller, his thumbs and pointers expertly moving across it. You started thinking about how they would feel playing with your nipples and clit - wait. ‘What am I even thinking about?! Snap out of it!’ But, you also couldn’t help but think about when you were close to beating him during a round, his voice changed to a lower, frustrated one, and he even let out a little growl. Even now you noticed the way his eyes were so glued to the monitor with a small scowl on his face. Thinking about that sent throbs and heat to your growing wetness.

WINNER: PLAYER 1!

“Fuhehe, I knew I could beat you again~ but for some reason it felt like you weren’t trying as hard this round.” Idia put down his controller, finally took a glance at you, and his breath was caught in his throat.

Your (s/c) body was covered with a layer of sweat, cheeks burning and your eyes looked glossy. You were also panting slightly, rubbing your legs together softly to try to create more friction. “A-ah,, hey... do you think you could lower the temperature in here? It- it’s getting really hot. Maybe I could have more of that cold tea?” You breathed, trying to sound more stable than you were.

Idia was dumbfounded for a second and totally forgot you had drank the tea that he mixed with the aphrodisiacs. He gulped as he leaned closer to your face, observing you. “Is... is there anything else I can help you, w-with?” Idia placed a hand on the floor near your thigh and watched as you tried to scoot away from it.

“D-don’t do that... it’s...,” you whimpered, back now touching the side of his bed as you leaned away from his touch. Since when did he smell so good? His scent radiating from his proximity sent tingles across your body.

“Do what?” Idia experimentally reached out to touch your arm, fingers grazing your back slightly. You couldn’t fight back the moan that slipped out of your mouth. “Haah~ I-Idia...” you breathed, looking at him with pleading eyes. You really weren’t planning on doing anything with your new friend, so why was your body disobeying your mind?

“Y/n... you know you can tell me if there’s a-anything you need.. I’ll help you.” Idia’s eyes were still wide and the way he looked at you made you start craving. You wanted him - no, you NEEDED him to touch you more. You never really thought about it, but, Idia really was attractive. It’s not because of your hazy mindset that you realized it, but the way the blue lights illuminated his pale skin and make his hair almost glow, you were just focusing on it more. He was... cute.

“I-...” you started, looking down at his hand on your arm, and then back at him. Staring at his lips, you felt your arms move around his neck as you pulled him closer. Your lips smashed against each others messily and you released a soft whimper against his mouth. The reality hitting you, you moved your head back suddenly breaking the kiss. Your body was still hot.

“F-first...” Idia was stuttering. “First... kiss...” Idia stared wide eyed at you, lips still trembling. He blushed and turned away, his brows tilted upwards as if he were troubled.

“Oh, oh god, I’m so sorry....” you breathed out, scared you had fucked it up with your friend.

“Haah.. more...” his eyes suddenly turned back to you, seemingly darker than before. “I want more of you, y/n...” with that, he brought his lips to yours again and moved them sloppily against your own. He even took the liberty to bite your bottom lip with his sharp teeth, causing you to yelp. Idia used this opportunity to shove his tongue past your mouth and moved it against your own, causing you to moan in pleasure while you could feel your panties starting to drench.

Idia pulled away from you, cheeks tinted pink. Both of you panted for breath, your clothes now feeling sticky due to sweat. He scanned your blushing figure and saw an opening of your skirt that had shown off your lacy panties. Idia gulped and dove his head towards your clothed pussy, breathing in the essence and shuddering loudly, which made you gasp.

“Idiia, no... we, we shouldn’t...” you whined. But you could feel your body was not agreeing with your words. When the tip of his nose grazed your clit you bucked your hips against his head, letting out a moan at the contact.

He lifted up your skirt to your waist so he could see your facial expressions. Suddenly, his wet tongue experimentally slid up your clothed pussy, piercing yellow eyes locked onto your glazed over eyes. You shrieked at the sensation and felt embarrassed that he could get you like this, and you were still wearing your panties.

“Hhn, you wore these for me, didn’t you..?” Idia said, which made you blush. “No, I- I didn’t...” you muttered weakly, trying to avoid his gaze

Idia’s grip on your thighs suddenly got tighter and he looked up at you with furrowed brows. “Don’t lie to me, kitten. I know you want me, like how you did on the night we met, on your stream.” Idia firmly told you. It seemed like it was more like he was convincing himself. "N-no Idia, I... I don't want to-" you started, until you were interrupted.

Idia’s teeth bit suddenly into your soft thigh, causing it to bleed a bit. You knew it would leave a big mark later. “AH!! F-fuck!!” You grabbed onto his blue hair and felt your pussy clench onto nothing. Why, why are you enjoying this? It was like Idia’s personality had changed, from the shy person you met outside his dorm to a more possessive and rough one. You were a bit scared of him but why was he making you feel so good?

You didn’t have time to think as you felt him move the fabric of your panties to the side so your drenched cunt was fully visible to him. He stared in awe and took in everything - the shape, size, and how wet you were. You brought the back of your hand up to your head and panted with embarrassment. “Idia... mmh...”, tears pricking the corners of your eyes. Your body was still wanting more and after your mind was fighting the feeling so much, you decided to let it be. “Please...”

Idia met your eyes and saw how glossy they were. He lifted your body onto the bed so that you were now lying on your back while he was still in front of your crotch. You softly breathed in and out, causing your chest to rise and fall in your sweat soaked top. He snaked a pale hand under your shirt to grope your breast in your lacy bra, cold fingers sending shivers through your hot body. Idia couldn’t resist any longer, he suddenly shoved his wet muscle onto your pussy with fervor. You gasped and threw your head back onto Idia’s plush pillow, and shoved your hand on the back of his head pushing it deeper into your legs. Idia couldn’t contain himself and moaned into your heat, sending vibrations through it. “Oh- aaanh~ Idi-aaa~....” you sighed and whined. He took this opportunity to lower the cup of your bra below your breast and pinch your pert nipple in his fingers.

“Fuck~!” you screamed, feeling hot tears flowing down your face. Your body couldn’t take it much longer. Your core was building a familiar sensation but it was all too overwhelming and coming too fast. “It feels so good!!” You squealed, squeezing your thighs together so you were caging his head. Idia focused his energy lapping hungrily at your clit and then pushed two digits of his free hand through your wet hole, pumping them in and out. Your panting breaths were becoming shorter with each pump.

“Idia~ I’m close!! I’m gonna cum..!” You looked at him between your legs, and he lifted his mouth off of your cunt for a brief second. He stared into your eyes with his yellow ones, which stared at you intensely, licked his lips, and spoke.

“Cum for me then, kitten. Don’t hold back, cum all over my face.” With that, he dove back in and pumped his fingers into your core and flicked his tongue on your sensitive pearl even faster than before. Idia’s hips were rutting on his mattress, precum wetting his undergarments.

“Oh god - I’m cumming, I’m cumming~!!” You screeched and squeezed his head with your thighs, squirting his face and sheets with your cum. His tongue darted around your pussy licking off your juices. You breathed heavily, riding out your high. It took everything in him to stop himself from cumming right then and there - he wanted to save that for later.

Idia leaned up to where you were and kissed you passionately, and you could taste yourself all over his mouth. You moaned at the taste of your own juices on his tongue. Still exhausted from Idia eating you out, your body somehow craved the feeling of being filled. You sat up and got up from the bed and for a second he was afraid you were getting ready to leave. You removed your drenched shirt in front of him as well as your skirt, underwear, and bra. Still wearing your thigh high socks, he stopped you before you could remove them. “I, I want you to keep those on...” he licked his lips as he stared at your socks squeezing your plush thighs, the mark he made earlier with his teeth was visible and bruising now.

Following your lead, Idia was removing his own garments, tossing his shirt to the side. He was lean, not too skinny but not muscular either, pale all over. He also removed his pants and swung them over to the floor. Idia avoided your gaze as his erection was now very much so noticeable in his boxers, and you could even see a dark spot where his precum had made a mark. You felt your vagina tremble at the sight of it. It’s been a long time since you’ve had a partner and the anticipation was starting to get to you. As for Idia, well, everything was his first.

You knelt down in front of his bed and his legs and reached out to touch the head of his penis through the boxers, making him twitch and breathe out. “Mmh,...” you pulled down his underwear to reveal his lengthy cock. He wasn’t extremely girthy but he made up for that in length. The head of it was a shade of pale pink and dripped with clear liquid. You took some of the clear liquid in your hand and began teasing the head of his dick. Opening your mouth, you also gave it a few kitten licks while you pumped the base. Idia let out a few grunts and threw his head back, causing you to grow wet again.

Idia felt himself getting too close to orgasm which made him grab your head to stop you from going further. He lifted you up again and placed you on his lap, your dripping cunt hovering over his standing cock. Your body was hot again as you stared into Idia’s yellow eyes, a pink haze dusting his pale cheeks. Remembering he was a virgin, you looked at him hesitantly. ‘I- I don’t know, are you sure you want to lose your virginity right now?’ was what you were planning on saying, until he spoke up.

“Y/n... I need you. I’ve been wanting to do this to you for a while. I- I'm gonna put it in...” Idia whispered, panting slightly. As he was lowering your hips, you couldn't say anything as you felt his tip graze your wetness and you whimpered at the feeling. He kept bringing your hips down until you felt him all the way inside, head of his dick kissing your cervix. You threw your arms around his neck and moaned into his ear, causing a grunt from your partner. Not giving you time to adjust, Idia started thrusting in and out sloppily into your hole, squelching and moaning sounds filling the air of his usually quiet dorm.

“Oh Idia, please, pleasepleaseplease-!” You screamed, not even knowing what you were pleading for. Your (h/c) hair was sweaty and you felt your eye makeup starting to run with every tear you shed. Idia’s loud grunts filled your ear, causing your heat to build up.

“*pant* Mmh, y/n...” he paused and started thrusting into you slowly but hard, pulling you back so his forehead could touch with yours, blue hair still frayed in his face. “You have, *pant* no idea... I would masturbate to your pictures every. Single. Night. I jerked off on these sheets and used your photos of you smiling, you weren’t even *pant* n-naked... Does that, *pant* make me a sick pervert? No matter, you're here with me now, and I'm mmh, making you feel good, right?” Idia confessed, yellow eyes staring into yours with infatuation and obsession. You felt your breath hitch in a feeling familiar to fear. He was lovesick. Not the same person you thought you were messaging for the past few days or gaming with earlier. He looked deranged.

“I... Aaanh~!” You were cut off by a particularly hard thrust into your cervix. Idia licked your neck while thrusting into your abused hole. “I’m gonna breed you, kitten. W-wanna see you drip with my cum.. mmh, you want that?”

You were so close to your release that you didn’t even care about what he was saying. “More Idia, more!!” You breathed. Closing your eyes and now using your own hips to grind into his cock.

Remembering a particular position that grabbed Idia’s attention, he lifted you up, dick still hard inside of you. He placed your back on the bed, your head on his pillow while he brought your legs up to your chest. Idia continued to thrust into you, your face now in full view. He held your wrists in one hand above your head so you couldn’t hide your face from his eyes.

“Idia...” you breathed out. “I- Idia!!!!” You felt your orgasm approaching fast while he pounded into you relentlessly. “Haaanh~ I’m close!!” You moaned shamelessly.

“Hnnh, that’s r-right, y/n... mm, cum for me...” Idia breathed out in between his panting. With that, Idia thrusted faster until the knot that was building in your lower regions finally released. “Aaanh~!! I’m cumming, Idia, c-cumming all over your cock!!” Your face contorted into one of full bliss, eyes looking straight into his with your mouth in an o-shape. The walls around Idia’s length clenched tightly, milking him of his seed. Idia came suddenly with a groan, pumping it deep within you while riding out his high. "Fuck, y/n!!"

Idia rolled you both to your sides, his dick softening inside you. You both panted hard as you faced one another. You opened your eyes to find him with his eyes closed, blushing at the sight of your naked bodies still intertwined even after your climaxes. “We, we actually did it...” he whispered and opened his eyes. “!!!!” He made a mildly surprised noise, eyes widening and turning away.

“Eeh?! What’s wrong!?” You said, wondering if something was on your face. “N-nothing it’s just.... I’m surprised we... you.. you’re staring at me... I’m sorry, I’m still not used to people doing that...” Idia said shamefully, darting his yellow eyes to and from you periodically.

You couldn’t help but giggle. “Eek!! Why,, are you laughing at me?” Idia frowned and hid his face in the pillow. “Well.. your personality is different when you’re having sex versus not. It's interesting.” you told him, tracing a finger along his arm.

Idia blushed intensely, throwing his arms around your neck and hid his pale face in your neck. "Mmph..! I-, I like you, y/n..." he breathed into your neck. "I wouldn't be able to handle you doing this with another person so... will you be mine?" Idia pulled back to watch your face as you contemplated.

Idia's words from earlier suddenly flooded your memories. He looked insane when he confessed to his perverted actions and it evoked an uncertain emotion akin to fear. Your body felt paralyzed. But in the moment, with Idia's lightly pink tinged skin and unsure eyes, you had to admit it made your heart flutter, too. "Yes, Idia..."

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