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n1gh7m4r1sh · 3 years

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Payment (NSFW)

c!Punz x f!reader

Warnings: rough & unprotected sex, choking, dacryphilia, swearing, mention of blood, spit kink, mentions of weapons (swords), dom/sub, mention of killing (murder), name-calling, like slut/whore, probably other stuff that i forgot

TLDR; read with caution and stay safe my loves <3

You see Punz waiting there, feeling his eyes boring deep into yours even though you can’t see him clearly through the shadowed night. "You're late." You hear his voice growl. "And you better have my full payment this time." You look down, feeling the torn and ripped fabric of your bag scratch against your calloused fingers.

“Get inside.” He snarls and shoves his door open, “I’m sick of people seeing you here.”

With a huff you walk through the door into the lantern lit home, and starts tossing him all the contents of your enderchest before seeing him prod at the bag with his boot.

A scoff threatens your life as you stare forward, hoping you won't see a shining diamond sword in front of your face.

"I said sixteen fucking stacks of diamonds." Hearing his boots shift against the floorboards, you gulp and against all your instincts, refuse to turn away and leave.

"I know."

"This is barely even one."

"I know."

"I really don’t want to hear another excuse from your bratty little lips."

"I was in an altercation."

"Oh really? What kind?" You can hear the smirk in his voice, trying to catch you in a lie.

"That's none of your business. Let’s keep it professional, yeah?"

He lets out a dark chuckle, one that sends shivers down your spine, "You know for someone being known for being manipulative cunt, you're really fucking awful at lying."

"Maybe that's because I'm not." You say as you feel blood trickle down the side of your face as your lips curl up in distaste, remember the events that happened on the way here. Hearing the unsheathing of a sword, you close your eyes and wince before speaking. "You know you need me."

"Not with this performance, I don't." Peaking and seeing him step from the shadows of the room, revealing his blonde hair and menacing eyes, the light illuminates the black mask covering the bottom half of his face. The tip of a sword is pressed firm against your forehead and you clench your jaw, "What makes you think I won't kill you?"

The words slip from his mouth before he can stop them and you can tell he regrets it by the look in his eyes, even though his gaze stays strong it’s what’s behind his eyes that tell you everything you need to know.

You feel a small smile creeps onto your face as the fear begins to fade. "You know you can’t handle all this without me."

Relishing in his flustered face you move his armed hand and take a step forward to meet him halfway in the room, slowly wrapping your arms around his neck.

You hear him growl as his chest vibrates against yours, and you lick your lips. "You better fucking worship me tonight for sparing your life."

As he lifts his hand your tongue seems to fall out of your mouth as he presses the pad of his thumb onto it, gripping the bottom of your jaw and shoves you down to the ground on your knees. "There you are... Where you fucking belong."

Yanking his pants down, his dick springing up against his stomach, he grabs a wad of your hair and pulls it back forcing you to look at him. "Treat me like I'm worth everything you didn't fucking pay me."

With that, he pulls your lips open and ripping his mask off, he spits before forcing your mouth down onto him. With no choice but to take him all in, you tune into his sharp inhale as you choke from his hips twitching. Whining as his cock hits the back of your throat he groans lowly and tightens his grip on your hair.

Throwing his head back and leaning his shoulders against the wall he hisses as he links his hands together on the base of your neck, pulling you further onto his cock than before.

Tears form in your eyes and he relishes in the sight, "Fuck, puppy, you look so hot choking on me." Taking one of his hands off your head he wipes the blood from your brow, his eyes darken and he pushes you off his dick. "I'll deal with that later."

Your back hits the wall as he puts one hand beside your ear and the other roughly on your neck.

Frustrated, you demand something simple. "Fucking kiss me, you prick."

With a huff, Punz grabs your collar and easily lifts you. Roughly dragging through through a doorframe before pushing you down onto his bed he plants his lips heavily on yours before climbing above you and snapping his teeth down on your collarbone.

You whine as your nails dig into his back when Punz's hips harshly grind down on you. The friction was more than pleasurable, especially since it had been a goddamned long time since the two of you last worked together.

Littering your throat with bruises and bite marks, you feel his hand trail down your waist before sliding underneath your pants and underwear. You squeak at the sudden touch and he snickers, “Are you really that desperate for me?”

Your eyes flutter open to see him feigning concern, “Oh, puppy...” His finger swipes over your folds, getting soaked in the process. He lets out a moan at the thought of how wet you are and how good it would feel to be inside you. “You’re fucking dripping for me.” You hum in agreement.

Leaning his head back as he opens his mouth, he looks at you and gestures for you to copy him as he slips his fingers covered in your slick between your lips. “Good girl.”

You whine in response as he takes out his fingers before smashing his lips against yours, trying to savor the taste from you. “There’s your fucking kiss,” he growls.

A whimper escapes your lips as he tears your clothing down your legs, revealing your glistening thighs and core.

Licking his lips at the sight, he can’t wait any longer as he desperately rips the remaining clothes of the both of you.

Punz wastes no time slamming himself inside you, bottoming out quickly and begins an unforgiving pace. His grip was tight on your thigh and you hold in your screams as he reaches deeper and deeper. Getting even more pissed with every moan you hold in he slaps you across the face, “Fucking tell me you like it, whore. Tell me how much you love it when I fuck you, yeah?”

“I love it, daddy, I love it so much.” Feeling his fingers dig into your hips, you knew there would be bruises covering you.

No longer holding in the noises, you gave into the white fuzz that clouded your eyes as he went harder and harder and deeper and deeper.

A guttural moan left your mouth and your eyes roll back as your legs start violently shaking in his grasp. Before you can stop it, Punz tightens his grip on your throat. “So now you’re just going to cum without my permission, huh? Who do you think I am?”

Cries overcome the moans as you start sobbing underneath him, makeup streaming down your face and he takes immense pride in the sight. “Do I look like some cheap-shot? Letting you cum whenever you want?”

“No daddy, fuck- ah~! I’m sorry!” Light squeals and cries fill the room as Punz himself helps you near your second orgasm.

“That’s- what I- fucking- thought-” Punz pants as he chases your high’s together and sweats falls from his forehead bulge and shake, but holds it back and continues to relentlessly pound into you.

Squirming and shaking underneath him, your hands grip his biceps as a last resort to hold onto reality.

Taking in a deep breath he holds himself up and fully focuses on thrusting faster and harder than before, and demands for you to look him in the eyes when you cum.

Trying to see his eyes through blurry and teary vision, you let out a shrill squeak as you clench around him and he lets out a string of curses as he paints your walls white and warm. He body shakes above you as he requests one last thing of you.

"Open," he commands before letting a long line of spit drip into your mouth between your swollen and puffy lips.

Looking down his mouth falls open, seeing his abs dripping with your slick and realizing what you’d done. A smirk covers his face as he slowly slides himself out, seeing a mix of cum stream down your thighs.

Leaning back on his knees, Punz observes your sweaty and shaking body before commenting, “You like it when I make you squirt, puppy?”

Your voice shakes as you respond, “Y-yes, daddy.”

His voice shivers down your spine, “I’m proud of you, precious. You did so well. Now c’mere and stay the night.” His eyes flicker to the scrape on your brow, “I don’t want you getting hurt anymore.” He tells you he’s going to grab a cloth from the kitchen and your heart melts through your dried tears.

He treats you so well.

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n1gh7m4r1sh · 3 years

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Murder of a Friend

(insp. ligsville on TikTok) Song while reading: Brother - Kodaline

Warnings: mention of blood, death, murder, swearing, blades, pretty sad shit

TLDR; read with caution and stay safe my loves <3

3rd person POV

The brunette stared across the field, seeing the blonde who was once his closest friend of his hiding behind a tree clutching an enderpearl to his chest with silent tears streaming down his face.

Watching as the blonde bit down on his knuckles to silence his sobs, Sapnap nearly teared up as the memories of all the awful things Dream had done nearly slipped from his mind. Seeing such an innocent person sobbing to themselves quietly as they hid from their imminent death, knowing that this time was unavoidable.

The brunette had chased the man down, charging after him while the blonde fled for his life. As he pursued, he noticed the glowing green orb in the man’s hand and knew he had no choice but to take this by a different route.

The second Sapnap got close, Dream would throw the pearl and escape, so he knew he had to take his by surprise. Tapering off his speed and circling the forest he knew so well, he hoped he could catch the man by surprise.

And now, here he was, watching Dream silently as he sobbed.

The blonde couldn’t hold back his tears as he closed his eyes tight, trying to be as quiet as possible as he knew his past best friend would be coming up on him soon.

Almost as if on cue, a twig crunched as Sapnap launched himself forward, and Dream quickly reacted by throwing the pearl as hard as he could, but it snapped into Sapnap’s hand.

The brunette and blonde both hissed in pain as they clashed into each other and were brought to the ground. Rolling around as Dream scratched at Sapnap’s face, desperate for escape as the brunette finally was able to pull himself on top of Dream, pinning him down.

As quickly as it had all happened, Dream began to choke out sobs as he began to beg. “Please don’t kill me, please.” His words were barely comprehensible as the sobs were louder than he could speak.

Sapnap shakes his head as he grew frustrated with the shadow of his old friend, “You can’t be begging for your life after all those you took so fucking mercilessly, you goddamned hypocrite.”

Spit falls from Dream’s mouth as his eyes are red and cheeks are puffy from crying so hard for so long. “Please let me go.”

Feeling his anger get the best of him, Sapnap squeezes Dream’s wrist so hard that he cries out in pain, the sobs of emotional anguish turning physical. “You killed too many people to be given any kind of redemption!” He screams as his emotions start to get the best of him, and to his demise tears start to form for him as well.

Snot drips from Dream’s nose as he struggles to breathe from the sobs and pressure from Sapnap sitting on his chest. “S-Stop! Get off of me!” He cries and Sapnap keeps himself from slapping him across the face.

The brunette wanted nothing more than to make the blonde stop crying, to stop begging, to stop speaking... All to make it easier to kill him.

“I told you that when you got out of prison that I would be the one to take your last life.” Sapnap growls as rage takes over.

“No, please.” Dream begs and chokes on his on saliva as he sobs and gurgling noises come from the back of his throat as his crying slowly began to stop.

As much as he had begged for his life, he never pulled or scratched at Sapnaps arms or hands for the past half hour as Sapnap sat there for with his fingers harshly wrapped around his throat.

The brunette truly hadn’t noticed the mans breathing stop until it was too late... When his eyes stared blankly at the sky, when dried tracks of tears streaked his face, when his mouth was left agape as he died while begging his dear old friend to spare him.

As the shock settled in, the tears that also adorned Sapnaps face began to dry and he scrambled backwards away from the body of the man he’d known so well and killed so many.

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