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morallyinept · 5 months

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A list of all my favourite PEDRO CHARACTER FESTIVE FIC RECS, with the writers tagged. Includes fics I am currently reading/want to read.

PART 1 | PART 2 HERE | PART 3 HERE

Please show some love to the writers by re-blogging and commenting on their work. 🖤

⚠️ Please ensure you check the triggers/warnings etc... on the stories themselves as some of them may not be suitable to your own particular tastes.

Includes festive themed stories from previous years, as well as current. Will be added to as more are released.

Happy Reading! 🖤🎄

MIXED PEDRO BOYS MASTERLISTS:

12 Days Of XXX-Mas Stories Masterlist - @morallyinept

12 Days Of Pedro - @hellishjoel

Christmas Countdown - @pedroshotwifey

A Merry Fic-Mas - @ladamedusoif

12 Days Of Pedromas - @yeollie-plz

Pedro Pascal Advent Calendar - @softpascalito

Christmas Writing Challenge 2021 - @musings-of-a-rose

Winter Writing Challenge - @nobedofroses

December 500 - @trulybetty

8 Days Of Christmas 2022 - @guess-my-next-obsession

Christmas Writing Challenge 2023 - @pintsizemama

SINGULAR PEDRO BOY MASTERLISTS:

Dincember 2023 - @dindjarindiaries Din Djarin

Cowboycember 2023 - @anabdaniels Agent Whiskey

Daddycember 2023 - @whiskeynwriting Agent Whiskey

Holi-Dave Masterlist - @wildemaven Dave York

Domestic December - @clawdeewritesfanfic Dave York

DBF!Joel Miller Holiday Masterlist - @joelsgreys Joel Miller

It's Consent Season 2022 - @fuckyeahdindjarin Dieter Bravo

Single Dad Frankie Christmas Series - @pintsizemama Frankie Morales

DIETER BRAVO:

Sleazy Santa - @morallyinept

Sweet, Sweet Icing - @palioom

Baby, It's Cold Outside - @theywhowriteandknowthings

Jingle My Bells - @joels-shitty-puns

I Crawl Home To Her - @chronically-ghosted

We Fall Like Snow Series - @psychedelic-ink

JOEL MILLER:

Foot Prints - @sin-djarin

A Very Furby Christmas - @proxima-writes

Traditions - @mandoisapunk

'Tis The Damn Season - @jksprincess10

The Tree - @bluestar22x

All I Wanted - @fhatbhabie

I'll Be Home For Christmas - @punkshort

I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus - @thetriumphantpanda

DAVE YORK:

Meet The Yorks - @foli-vora

Christmas Affair - @absurdthirst

FRANKIE MORALES:

A New Tradition With Frankie - @nerdieforpedro

Coming Under The Christmas Tree - @undercoverpena

Secret Santa - @frenchiereading

Candy Cane - @cerridwen007

JAVIER PEÑA:

That's what I Want For Christmas - @heythere-mel

Kiss Me Till I'm Warm - @chronically-ghosted

Home With You - @sp00kymulderr

DIN DJARIN:

A Slice Of Life Day - @linzels-blog

Mistletoe - @boliv-jenta

A Sprig Of Silver & Blue - @all-the-things-2020

Competing For Christmas - @something-tofightfor

MARCUS PIKE:

Our Last Christmas Series - @supernaturalgirl20

Where The Love Light Gleams Series - @themand0lorian

AGENT WHISKEY:

A Palomino Christmas - @fuckyeahdindjarin

MISC. CHARACTERS:

If Only In My Dreams - @mishasminion360 Zach Wellison

#pedro pascal x reader #pedro pascal #pedro pascal characters #joel miller x reader #frankie morales x reader #dieter bravo x reader #javier pena x reader #marcus pike x readeer #agent whiskey x reader #dave york x reader #din djarin x reader #christmas stories #festive fic recs #jett's fic recs #fic recs

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yeollie-plz · 4 months

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Turtle Dove

Day 2 of Pedromas! | Masterlist

dbf! Joel Miller x Innocent! F! Reader

Synopsis: Being raised in the outbreak there wasn't much room for sexual exploration, until Joel came around.

Genre: smut

Warnings: 18+ smut, loss of virginity, p in v sex, age gap (reader is mid twenties, Joel is 50 something), kissing, oral f! and m! receiving, daddy kink, reader is innocent but also not so innocent, fingering, unprotected sex

Gif credits to owners!

You were young when the outbreak happened, so you missed out on a lot of milestones. No awkward middle school phase. No prom. No normal teenager relationships.

Sure, there were always boys your age, but they never wanted more than just sex. You knew it was a bit cliché but you wanted your first time to be special. No reason an outbreak should stop your romantic fantasies.

Now you were in your mid twenties and you had yet to even kiss someone. Its not like you were really trying, but it was still a little disappointing. Not to mention your dad was a bit overprotective. You wanted that knight in shining armor to just come in and sweep you off your feet.

Well, that knight did show up. But instead of being in shining armor, he was your dad's best friend, Joel. He was much older than you but that didn't stop you fantasizing about him. Its not like it was ever going to ever happen anyways.

That was until you were pushed into a bathroom by Joel at a party one night. His lips were pushed onto yours. He was like a starving man when he kissed you. It was like he had been waiting for this for a while.

"Can't take the way you look at me anymore. Need to teach you a lesson." He mutters into your mouth, massaging your breast in his hands.

You whimper out his name, as he trails his hands down to your thighs. He hikes your dress up.

"Let me take care of you baby, just need you to be quiet for me. Can you do that?" You nod enthusiastically.

Then he gets down on his knees and eats you out until you are writhing mess under his firm grasp.

That was a week ago and you haven't stopped thinking about it since. And Joel hasn't stopped eye fucking since. One week ago and you hadn't even had your first kiss. Now you were sneaking around stealing glances and kisses with your dad's best friend. He trusted him and now he was all but fucking his little girl.

One night your dad comes to you, telling you that he is leaving for a few days. Without a second thought, he decides to have Joel watch over you in the time being, not suspecting anything to be going. But you smile knowingly. Excited at the prospect of spending alone time with Joel.

The night your dad leaves, you put on your best lingerie, which isn't the best since you are in an apocalypse after all! But it will do, really your main draw will be letting Joel fully have you. Isn't it all guy's fantasy to take a girl's virginity? Well, you're hoping its Joel's fantasy at least.

You find Joel in the living room, reading some book. You silently walk over and grab the book from his hand, closing it you place it onto the table next to you. He cocks his head at you, eyes taking in your half naked form.

"Baby, what are you doing?" He asks in amusement, knowing damn well what you are doing.

"Joel, we are alone. I thought that maybe daddy could help me with something." You had found out one day when the two of you had snuck away into a closet, that Joel enjoyed being called daddy. So, you were now using it to your advantage.

His eyes darken, "What do you need daddy to help with, baby girl?"

"I feel funny down here," you let your fingers tease you swollen clit, "I need daddy to make it feel better."

He grabs your wrist, pulling it away from your panties. He stands, now towering over you, he takes your hand and places it on his crotch so you can feel him already hardening.

"Do you think you can help daddy too?" Letting go of your wrist he now reaches behind your neck. His fingers run up the back of your head, brushing through your hair, before he pushes you down onto your knees.

"I want to help daddy." You confirm after you are sure you are balanced on your knees.

"Good girl, why don't you help daddy out of his pants then?" Fingers start at the buckle of his belt, undoing it quickly and pulling it from his belt loops. Then you start with the button, slowly pulling it and the zipper apart. That's when Joel grabs your head again. He uses his other hand to grab his cock out from his underwear.

"Put it in your mouth before I do it for you." He tugs your head forward, urging you to take his dick. You oblige, running your tongue down the underside of his member before wrapping your lips around it. The hand that is in your hair guides your head into a steady pace. Not too far to choke you but enough that he feels good.

This continues for a few minutes, before he can't take it anymore. Either the pace needed to change or he needed to be inside of you. But he wasn't sure you were ready for that. So he slowly pulled you off of him. You look up at him in confusion. Doe eyes making him almost finish right then and there.

"What exactly do you want daddy to do for you?"

"I want all of you, daddy." Shit, apparently you were ready for that.

"Stand up." He orders, you do. "I want you to look me in the eyes and tell me what you want."

Your eyes lock onto his, "I want you inside of me. I want daddy to take care of me." A flicker of mischief flashes behind your eyes, Joel catches it.

He grabs your waist and throws you over his shoulder. Joel carries you down the hall and into your room. Throwing you onto the bed he hovers over you, smirking at you before going down between your legs.

A finger makes contact lightly with the rapidly soaking material of your underwear. He teases you lightly before slipping his finger into the waistband, pulling them down your legs. Now feeling your full wetness, he lets a finger slip pass your entrance. He pumps in and out of you slowly, causing you to wriggle under his grasp.

He lowers his head down and gives a light lick to your clit before pulling back to gauge your reaction. Eyes closed, back arched, your face is already contorting in extreme pleasure.

Deciding that he can't wait any longer, Joel pulls his finger out of you, gaining a whimper from you. He sits up and pulls his shirt up over his head.

"Baby, I need you to look at me." You do. "I'm gonna put my dick inside you now so I need you to look at me." A nod.

Slowly he presses the tip of his dick to your entrance, easing it in just a bit. He feels you clench in anticipation, pushing him out. Your hand reaches up to grab his hip in shock. He takes your hand in his.

"Relax, baby, let it happen. Let daddy take care of you." At his words, you breathe out trying to relax yourself. It works and he pushes fully inside of you.

Your hand grips his, hard. He waits to let you adjust to the stretch. Your hand starts to loosen, he takes this as a sign to pull slowly out of you. You whine at the movement.

"Are you, okay?" He questions after your sound.

You nod, "Yeah, it was just a bit painful at first."

"Do you want me to stop?" The hand in yours squeezes slightly to keep your attention on his. The other one strokes your hip, the callouses on his fingers send a shiver through your spine.

You shake your head, "No, please, I want this."

He nods, "The pain will fade in a minute." A peck to your lips.

His pace is slow as he thrusts back into you, head tossing back at the feeling of your walls wrapping around him. As he pulls out again, he lets out a groan.

"Fuck, so tight around me." He thrusts fully into you while he speaks. You moan as he bottoms out.

He keeps the rhythm slow and steady, letting you get used to and start to enjoy the new feeling. On instinct your hips buck you to meet his. Then all of a sudden he stops. He drops your hand and grabs your hips tight, keeping you still.

“Hold still or I won’t be able to hold back.” He says through gritted teeth, while concentrating on holding back his orgasm.

His breathing slows again before he speaks, “Sorry baby, but I’m not as young as I used to be.” His fingers tap your hips as he starts to move again. His thrusts continue to be slow, but now they seem a bit more careful.

"Daddy, please, I want to see you cum because of me." You admit, trying to show that you didn't mind if he couldn't hold it off for much longer. He grunts at your words.

"Fuck, you can't say those things to me. You're too good to me, baby doll." His pace now quickens with the memory of your words swimming around in his head.

He gets sloppier as he gets quicker, now seeming to be chasing that peak. Joel reaches down between your thighs and rubs your clit.

"Want you to cum with me, baby. Do you think you can do that for daddy?" You nod in response.

He works your clit in circles, quickly getting you to your own peak. Just as your orgasm is about to wash over you, his hips stutter a bit. He recovers quickly and works your clit faster. You clench onto his cock.

A few more thrusts before you are to your edge again, your walls clench onto him again. One more circle on your clit and you are thrown over the edge, spasming around his member. You writhe with the intense feeling of your orgasm.

The intensity of your orgasm seems to also throw him over the edge as he quickly pulls out of you. Working his cock in a fast motion, before cumming all over your stomach and tits. He groans while working himself through his high.

Joel slumps onto the bed next to you, wrapping his arms around you, and pulling you into him. His warmth radiates around you, letting sleep overcome you quickly. Just as your breaths even out, Joel places a kiss onto the crown of your head.

"Goodnight, my little dove."

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yeollie-plz · 4 months

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Gold Rings

Day 5 of Pedromas! | Masterlist

Preoutbreak! Joel Miller x F! Reader

Synopsis: Its your first night with Joel as husband and wife.

Genre: smut

Warnings: newlyweds, p in v sex, fingering, kissing, unprotected sex, breeding kink, choking, oral f! receiving, its giving claiming kink

Gif credits to owners!

Your wedding dress is hiked up over your hips, as your now husband, is on his knees between your legs. He is currently eating you out as if you are the first meal he has had in years. Sure, he has given you head plenty of times, but tonight, god tonight, there is just something different about him.

The way he kissed you. The way he carried you through the house and straight into the bedroom. The way his tongue is lapping at your clit. Something is going on with Mr. Joel Miller and you are almost certain it has something to do with you now being Mrs. Miller.

His wedding ring glints on his finger as it hold up your dress. You moan out when his tongue dips into your entrance, teasing you. As quickly as that happens, his lips are leaving your clit and he's looking up at you. Your eyes meet his as he smirks at your expression. The lust in your eyes, the mascara already starting to run down your face, your lipstick ruined by his lips.

He lets go of your dress and stands up, attaching his lips to yours in a chaste kiss. Then he's flipping you around and pushing you against the wall. Fingers fiddling with the zipper of your dress while he whispers sweet nothings into the shell of your ear.

"Lets get you out of this thing." He mutters more to himself, than to you.

All you can hear is the sound of the zipper sliding down and his uneven breaths. He reconnects your lips to his, pushing you even more to the wall, while he pushes your dress down off your body.

Taking in the sight of your special first night lingerie, he smirks to himself. Flipping you over, he reconnects your lips before speaking into them.

"So pretty for me, let me spoil you." And you let him, giving him everything.

First he takes you right there against the wall. Your legs are wrapped around his hips as he is holding you up, fucking into you slowly. It seems to be almost easy to him, holding up your weight and using you at the same time. He's impressive and he's all yours.

Next he has you on the bed, doggy style. He has a hand on your hips, pistoning you onto his cock. One hand is on your tits, tweaking your nipple in between his fingers. You have cum multiple times and you're shocked he can hold out this long without.

You two take a break in between for him to get you in the shower. He says it is with the intention of washing off the day, and a bit of the sweat from your activities but you know better. At least, you realized when his fingers found their way inside of your cunt and worked you to yet another orgasm.

Finally you were back on the bed, missionary this time. The way he liked you the most, he said he liked to see your face while he fucked you. While he brought you to your edge again and again, showing you who you belonged to, showing you how much he loved you.

Especially now with the promise you made earlier, the papers you signed, his name you took, and that ring on your finger. You were his and he was intent on making it obvious to you. He was intent on making it so you'd never want anyone else. He was intent on ruining you. And he was doing a damn good job at it.

Now as he has you on the bed, wrapped around his cock, his words have become dirtier. His thrusts have become a bit sloppy as he's gotten more tired, the exercise of the night sort of catching up with him. Its also a sign of his impending orgasm, that you know soon will be filling you up. He never missed an opportunity to fill you to the brim.

His left hand is on your throat, pressing lightly, cutting off just a bit of your air supply. You can feel the coldness of his ring on your heated skin. His right hand is on your hips, surely bruising it was the grip he has.

He fucks into you hard and fast, trying to bring you both closer to your orgasms. His dick stretches you out, overly sensitive from how much its been used tonight. His hand leaves your neck and moves down to your clit, rubbing circles into it. With the pace he is going at, you can tell he wants you to cum and soon.

"Come on baby, cum for me. Milk me, I know you want me to fill you up." He says in between grunts. His thrusts are getting even more uneven, as he starts to reach those first few beginnings of his orgasm. The tightness of your cunt trying to take all of him in even more.

"Want to fill you up, make you pregnant. You're already mine, might as well show everyone else too." Just as his fingers circle your clit again, you walls are fluttering around his dick. Your orgasm washes over you, quickly you become oversensitive. You squirm, trying to get a bit of relief from how sensitive you are.

Both of his hands find your hips, holding you onto him. He reaches his own peak, cumming into you hard. He thrusts into deep making sure his seed is fully in you. He doesn't pull out just eases you into a comfortable position, his arms around you.

"Gotta keep that cum in you." He whispers into the crown of your head. He places a kiss there before sighing, letting sleep begin to wash over him.Your breathing also slows as the activities of the day finally start to weigh on you.

Before you finally fall asleep, you hear him say, "I love you, Mrs. Miller."

You giggle, "I love you too, Mr. Miller."

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@britlord @kittenlittle24 @godlypresley

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yeollie-plz · 4 months

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Maids A Milking

Day 8 of Pedromas! | Masterlist

Joel Miller x F! Reader

Synopsis: You are pretty far along in your pregnancy and you are finding a few new issues that come with it. Joel helps you out.

Genre: smut

Warnings: lactation kink, fingering, pregnancy, mentions of babies, mentions of medical issues, pregnancy kink

Gif credits to owners!

You were now seven months pregnant and things were gradually getting more painful to do. Your body ached, your feet were swollen, and your boobs hurt. All of this would be bad enough, if you weren't also horny all the time as well. Just the smell of your husband, Joel, got you all hot and bothered.

So when he walked in that day and you were sitting on the couch, shirt open, massaging your sore breasts, an idea popped into your head. The sound of his boots on the hardwood floor got louder as he got closer. Finally his form came into view, his eyebrows raising in question at the movement of your hands.

"They hurt." You said to him, without him needing to ask. "Can you help me?" The implication of your words wasn't lost on Joel.

"Darlin' I don't know. I-"

You cut him off, "Joel, please." Now you were basically whining.

"Baby", he warned.

"I just need you to drain some of the milk, they are so full." You were desperate for some relief and if it also got him into the mood, well you weren't complaining.

The seduction that was dripping from your words finally drew Joel towards you. Crossing the room, he stood over you. He grabbed your chin and tilted your head up to look at him, stroking your jawline.

"Do you know what you're asking from me?" All you do is nod in response. His eyes darken as he drops to his knees.

Lightly he removes your own hands from your breasts and replaces it with his own. He massages softly, causing you to whimper out at the slight pain.

"So sensitive." You whisper.

He hums in response and continues to massage. He starts to massage deeper, letting you to get some real relief.

"Joel please, put your mouth on me." He follows your orders, first kissing your nipple, before wrapping his mouth around it.

He sucks for a bit before pulling off with a light pop. Joel blows onto your nipple making it harden at the cold temperature. Whining again at the way he is teasing you, you squirm, hips bucking slightly.

"Really getting turned on for me, aren't you baby?"

You words are more like a whimpered when you say, "Yes, need you."

He replies by reattaching his lips to your now overly sensitive nipples, resuming his sucking. He focuses on the right breast for a bit, massaging and sucking it. Your hips continue to buck as you want more of him. A chuckle rumbles in his chest at how desperate you are and places a hand on your hips to hold you still.

He now moves onto your left boob, doing the same thing to it as he was to the right one. A gasp leaves your lips as he sucks particularly hard, causing a bit of milk to leak from your breast and into his mouth.

A sound of content comes out of him at the taste of you. Your gasps continue as he continues to suckle milk from your breast. The soreness that was previously there now fading as a bit of the pressure is released.

When he feels you have had enough, he pulls off of you. He scans your body trying to read your emotions. You are slumped back, trying to catch your breath. He laughs lightly. Joel runs his hand down your chest to the button of your pants.

"Look so pretty all swollen with my child baby, let me show you my gratitude." He pops the button of your pants open and helps you to shimmy them down just enough to reveal your dripping center to him.

His fingers swipe across the outside of your panties, feeling how soaked you have made them. You moan out at the smallest of touches, causing him to chuckle once again.

Joel pushes his hand past your waistband, now feeling your wetness fully. He barely teases the the slit before inserting a finger into you. Your hips buck up in response, finally getting the stretch that you needed.

He reattaches his mouth to your right tit, sucking on the nipple harshly. He lets his teeth scrape against it, causing you to moan and grab his shoulder for some sort of grounding.

He continues his motions on both your nipple and core. The feeling sending you close to the edge very quickly. As your moans increase, so does his pace. Knowing that you are close, he inserts another finger into.

His thrusts quicken, trying to drag your orgasm out of you. Just as you are tipped over the edge, milk bursts from your breast into Joel's mouth. The two feelings together make the orgasm so much more intense. You see white, moaning endlessly. You are now twisting with no control on Joel's hand.

His fingers work you through your orgasm as he happily sucks the milk from your breast. As your breathing calms he slowly pulls his fingers from inside of you and detaches his mouth from your nipple.

"Better?"

"Better."

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@britlord @kittenlittle24 @godlypresley @amyispxnk

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yeollie-plz · 4 months

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Geese A Laying

Day 6 of Pedromas! | Masterlist

Din Djarin x F! Reader

Synopsis: Din loves being inside of you. That's it, that's the tweet.

Genre: smut

Warnings: cockwarming, p in v sex, a bit of somnophilia (consented), unprotected sex

Gif credits to owners!

You woke up slowly, blinking as your eyes adjusted to your surroundings. The quarters that you and Din shared were a bit of a mess at the moment, your clothes and his armor strewn around after the events of last night.

You let out a yawn as you try to stretch your limbs. The stretch falls short as you are currently trapped by Din’s arm holding your waist, his leg draped over your own. But really what is keeping you where you are is the feeling between your thighs, more like Din’s cock still inside of you.

Instead of another yawn, you let out a moan at the feeling. Waking up with his cock inside of you was such a delicious feeling.

You smirk as an idea pops into your head. Slowly you start to move your hips back into his, pushing his dick further into you. Then you move them forward, his soft member slowly coming to life inside of you as you fuck onto it. You repeat your motions for a little before he starts to stir.

But now you are lost in your lust and can’t stop. So when he growls awake, grabbing your hips, you don’t care and continue to move them. He wraps his arms further around you, forcing you to still your movements.

“What do you think you’re doing, cyar’ika?”

“You just felt so good inside of me, I couldn’t help myself.” You throw him some puppy dog eyes as you glance back at him. The angle a bit awkward seeing as he was basically holding you hostage, not that you were complaining.

His grip loosens a bit at your confession, “Well then, by all means, continue. Get yourself off on me, mesh’la.”

And so you do, you return to your previous pace. Your body thankful for the continued pleasure, after stopping so abruptly earlier.

Your hips begin to move quicker now, trying to chase that release. His hand wanders up your front and grips your breast firmly. He teases the nipple with his fingers, causing you to moan.

Suddenly, he lets out a grunt, you know he is close too. He returns his hand to your hip, guiding you onto him. Trying to help both of you reach your peaks.

Your body is so pliable since having just woke up, that your orgasm is fast approaching. Your walls clench onto him, he grips your hips pulling you back harshly.

This just causes more arousal to course through you, bringing you even closer to your peak. He grunts again and you feel his hips stutter forward a bit. His seed filling you up as he cums into you.

The feeling sends you over your edge, as you clench onto him, milking him. He kisses your neck, before biting lightly, and kissing the spot again.

“Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum.” He mutters into your neck.

“I love you too.” You whisper back.

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@britlord @kittenlittle24 @godlypresley @amyispxnk

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yeollie-plz · 4 months

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Ladies Dancing

Day 9 of Pedromas! | Masterlist

Javier Pena x Stripper! F! Reader

Synopsis: Javier originally intended to only keep you for a night, instead he kept you forever.

Genre: smut

Warnings: stripping talk, mentions of selling your body, lap dances, a bit of fingering (don't tell your boss!), p in v sex (really, don't tell your boss!), protected sex, kissing, oral f! receiving, multiple orgasms, cum swallowing

Gif credits to owners!

When you had first saw him in the club, he had instantly caught your eye. Many men came through but no one had captured your intention like he had. He was confident, a bit cocky, sexy, and charming. Any girl's eye would be drawn to him.

But there was two downsides. One; your job didn't really work with a "relationship". Two; he was a cop.

But that also didn't stop you from having a huge crush on him. That also didn't stop you from heavily flirting with him when he asked for a private dance.

So now the two of you were in one of the private rooms of the club. Your hips swaying in time with the music as you follow your routine. As you danced, his eyes were trained on you, following your every movement. Continuing to roll your hips, you tried to hide the smirk that was growing on your face, at his lack of being able to hide his emotions.

You sauntered over to him now, letting your arms reach up to untie your already very revealing top. It dropped seductively off of your shoulders. He licked his lips at the sight.

You rolled your hips, hovering right above his. His breathing falters a bit, but only for a second. He recovers quickly, letting his hands fall onto your hips. He moved them in time with your tempo.

You were almost at the end of your routine now. Deciding the change it up just a bit, you dropped your hips, barely ghosting your pussy over his crotch. He gulped and gripped your hips roughly in shock.

Now the smirk was very evident on your face as you pulled back, swaying to get his hands to drop from your body. As you stood to your full height again you leaned down, popping your butt out as you let one arm touch your ankle. A finale of sorts.

His eyes darkened ever so slightly. You knew he wanted more, and it hurt him that he couldn't get it. As he made his way out, you ushered him out carefully. Not forceful, just sweet.

He turned, whispering in your ear, "I'll be back."

"Is that the threat or a promise?" You questioned with a smirk, two could play this game.

Something unreadable sparked behind his eyes, before he turned and left the club.

Next time you saw him, he wasted no time getting you into a private room. You didn't want him to be bored seeing the same thing over again, so you mixed up your routine slightly.

You caught his eyes, the bore into you. He wasn't looking at your body though. He was was looking at your face, almost analyzing it.

"How many times have I come here?" He asks after a beat of silence, you had lost your rhythm only slightly when you noticed the look on his face.

"I'm sorry?" Something about him made you nervous. But you were good at your job, you could swallow that down.

"How many times? I know you've been counting." So he had noticed you watching him. Why did it take him so long to want to do something about it then?

"Seven." You answered, trying get back into your routine.

"Good girl." He leaned on his elbow on the arm rest, resting his head on his hand. Still, he watched your face.

"Why don't we skip that and you just come over here already?" His voice is even deeper as he says this. It almost startles you.

Doing what you are told, you sway you hips making your way over to him. Instantly his hands are on you, urging you slightly towards him. He wants to feel you.

Next thing you knew you were fully seated on top of him. Your dance was far from your mind now, as his fingers were now buried knuckles deep in your pussy. With two of his calloused fingers, he stroked your soft walls. Your head tossed back, chest moving up and down with your heavy breaths. His fingers curled in you slightly, making it feel even better.

This was way more than just against the rules. This was bad, illegal, and could cause you to get fired. What had this man done to you to make you submit to him so easily.

He worked his fingers into you until your orgasmed. He didn't say much just got you to your peak. He got up to leave, not before stopping at the door, to lick his fingers clean.

Almost everyday that following week he came in again. You two would follow the same routine, he would request a dance and end up fingering you instead. Neither of you talked about what this was. But you knew you wanted more. You also knew he was teasing you until you told him just that. One time before leaving he slipped a piece of paper into your skimpy top.

Now here you were pushed into the mattress of his bed, his tongue licking at your center. Fingers inside of you, stroking your sopping core. As your second orgasm washed over you, you bucked up into his face, quickly overstimulated.

His face lifted from between your hips, his chin wet with your slick. He moved up your body, leaving light kisses as he did. And as he connected his lips to yours, you tasted yourself on his tongue.

Without warning he pushed off of you and shuffled across the room. His jeans were long gone and as you heard a package rip, you knew what he was doing. Returning with his underwear gone and a condom on his heavy and hard dick. You gulped at the sight and at the anticipation.

He smirked down at you before reconnecting your lips, pushing his dick past your entrance. Giving you just a second to adjust, before slowly pulling his dick fully out before bottoming out once again. He continued this pattern trying to take his time with you.

"Please, just fuck me." You whined into his mouth. You just wanted him to use you, ruin you.

"Ain't that what I'm doing?" He said right as his hips roughly snapped into yours.

"I need you harder." Your teeth sunk down into his bottom lip, almost drawing blood. When that had loosened, he drew his face back, looking into your eyes.

"You're just a little brat, aren't you?" You didn't answer, instead you hooked your legs around his and used all your strength to switch your positions.

He seemed shocked at your sudden burst of dominance, but didn't fight you. You rocked your hips, fucking yourself onto his dick. With you choosing the speed, you were now getting exactly what you wanted. His face looked blissful as he watched you use him to get yourself off.

Using all that you had learned from your years of lap dances, you moved your hips in an even tempo. Fingertips were bruising your hips, yours were on his chest keeping yourself up. Obviously wanting a bit of the power back Javier began to thrust up into you. With one especially rough snap of his hips you feel forward into his chest.

He took the opportunity of your limp body to take full control now, fucking up into you. He began to grunt below you, signaling that he was getting close. And as your walls clenched onto him at the intensity of the angle, he was pulling out of you and flipping the two of you back over.

He thrusted into you quickly, working you through your third orgasm of the night. A especially pained groan slipped past his lips as he pulled out of you quickly. Pulling off the condom he stroked his dick over your mouth. You opened it willingly, urging him to shoot his cum down your throat.

As ropes of his white cum shot into your mouth, you swallowed all of it that you could. His eyes darkened at the sight. He brought his face down to yours, licking a bit of his own spend from the corner of your lip, before pushing his tongue into your mouth. Roughly he kissed you, now tasting himself on you.

When he broke the kiss to get a towel, you sighed. Your head dropped onto the pillow, glancing over at his retreating form. What had you gotten yourself into?

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Drummers Drumming

Day 12 of Pedromas! | Masterlist

Din Djarin x F! Reader

Synopsis: Din likes it rough, you like it when he wears his helmet.

Genre: smut

Warnings: helmet on! sex, p in v sex, unprotected sex, helmet kink? (ig like a mask kink vibe), jealous! sex, claiming, spanking (ass and pussy), choking

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Din takes you from behind. His hips are moving fast and deep, spearing you onto his thick cock. In the rush of this evening’s events, neither of you have stripped yourself of much clothes. Only enough to get his cock inside of you.

But as the cold metal of his helmet sends sparks through the skin of your shoulder, you aren’t complaining. Something about him needing you this bad turns you on. Something about him still wearing his helmet, also turned you on.

The sound of skin slapping bounced off the walls of his chambers. Hips thrusted harshly into yours as he desperately uses you, trying to reach his peak. He’s grunting above you.

His arm wraps around your middle, angling your body onto his dick. The curve of it hits your g spot, causing you to moan out.

“That’s it, feel me. Feel all of me.” The sound waves pass through his helmet and tickle your shoulder. You shiver.

“Gotta make sure you know who you belong to.”

You moan again, “I do, I know.” You try to affirm.

“I don’t think you do.” Another grunt as he snaps his hips forward, you jolt forward. “Not with how you were flirting with that asshole.”

“I wasn’t-” A thurst. “-flirting.”

You choke on your words slightly, saliva building in your mouth at how good he is fucking you. At this point, you have lost all control of yourself.

“Seemed like flirting to me and it seems like you need to be punished for it.” He pulls out without warning causing you to moan at the loss, and the slight pain.

Din sits on the cot. Grabbing your hips, he drags you over his lap, ass still up in the air. The cold of the air makes your pussy want his warmth back even more.

“Be a good girl and take your punishment.” He says before landing a smack to your ass. It is so hard that you know it will be red tomorrow.

“I think about fifteen will help you remember who you belong to. Count.” He commands.

And so you do. But as the fifth slap is landed onto your cheeks, you are whimpering. Your wetness is dripping down your thighs, the spanks only helping to make more slick.

He tuts at your noises, landing another smack. He strokes your pussy lips, soaking his gloved fingers. Your hips buck at the contact.

Three more spanks, to each cheek. So close to the end. So close to him, hopefully, fucking you again.

But as his hand comes down again, it doesn’t make contact with your butt. Instead, it makes contact with your abused pussy. A shocked noise passes your lips. A dark sigh comes from him as he lands his last two spanks there as well.

He gives you just a second to recover before grabbing your neck. He uses only that hand to push you to sit up. With a bit of help from him, you are now sitting on his lap, facing outward.

His hand is still wrapped around your throat as he squeezes it slightly. Knowing just how you like it. His other arm is wrapped around your middle again, just to lift your hips up enough to slip you onto his dick.

It’s almost too easy with how wet you have become from all the activities of the night. The much needed stretch of your pussy walls, causes you to whine.

Din uses his strength to lift you on and off of his cock. You are shocked at how easily he makes it seem. Using your body as his fuck toy, he fucks you onto him hard and fast.

The top of his helmet is once again rested on your shoulder as he looks down at your pussy swallowing his cock. He moans at the sight.

“Kriff, I love to watch this pussy as I fuck it. So good for me”

His words have you moaning. His cock is now brushing your sweet spot, getting you close to your orgasm. You clench onto to him, wanting to somehow take him even deeper. He groans at the feeling.

All you can hear is his heavy breathing, muffled by the metal of the helmet, and skin on skin. Sweat beads on your forehead as your skin burns with need. A desperate moan escapes you as you clench around his member again.

“Just feel it.” His fingers tighten around your neck, your vision blackens at the corners at the lack of oxygen.

And that’s when your orgasm hits you. It is like a wave crashing over you as you are shaking above him. It is so intense that your ears ring and your vision goes white. Something with the mixture of teasing, roughness, and his expertise has you having one of the most intense orgasms of your life.

He continues to work you through your peak, still fucking into you without loosing his speed or power. Wanting to cum as well, he lets go of your neck and lean you down to get deeper.

His dick brushes your cervix, overstimulating you just a bit. But he doesn’t care about your whining and continues his assault on your core. Finally his hips are stuttering, as he fills you with his cum.

He works your body onto his dick, making sure you are completely full of his seed. Pulling out of you slowly as to not overstimulate either of you.

“Now do you remember?” He says after letting you both catch your breaths. You look at him in question, not sure what he’s asking.

“Do you remember who you belong to?” You almost laugh. You couldn’t believe he was still on this. Jealous, jealous man.

“I am and always will be yours.” You say matter of factly. Placing your hands on either side of his helmet as you stare into the eye slits.

Your eyes glaze with love as you stare past those dark shades and he knows you are truly seeing him.

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Calling Birds

Day 4 of Pedromas! | Masterlist

Pedro Pascal x F! Reader

Synopsis: Pedro has been away for a while and you miss him, he has a bit of a solution to your problem.

Genre: smut

Warnings: phone sex, m! and f! masturbation, dirty talk, pet names, a touch of degrading, vivid descriptions of sex and oral sex

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Pedro was currently away filming and you missed every part of him. Cuddles, walks hand in hand, the talks you had while laying in bed, watching movies together, everything. But in this current moment in time you missed his dick more than anything else.

And you told him exactly that. Word for word. That you missed his dick. At first he responded in a joking sort of way but that one simple 'I miss you' text, had morphed into an intense back and forth of sexting.

He had warned you not to start this while he was on set. He had warned you not to start something you couldn't finish, but in your clouded lust you just didn't care.

So here you were sending dirty texts to your boyfriend and getting ready to send him a tasteful nude or two. You hit the 'send' button and less then five seconds after it says read, your phone is ringing.

Your boyfriend's name lights up on your screen. After letting it ring for just a second, you hit answer. Although you were desperate for his attention, you didn't want to completely show it.

"What are you playing at, amor?" He says before you can even utter out a hello.

Of course you feign innocence, "I don't know what you are talking about."

He sighs into the phone, "You know exactly what I am talking about. You're being a brat, teasing me while I'm at work." Your cheeks flush at the pet name, warmth rushing between your thighs.

"What? Have nothing to say anymore?" He responds when there is no sounds coming from the other line.

"I just need you." You whimper out.

"My poor baby, so desperate for my cock, needy whore." Your blood burns, a shiver runs down your spine. It was almost insane how turned on the man could make you with just a few words.

"Please", is all you can manage to say while you are so desperately trying not to touch yourself without permission.

He chuckles, "Why don't you touch yourself for me, my love?"

That's all you need before quickly slipping your hand under your panties, teasing your core. You let your fingers tease your opening before reaching your clit. Finally touching the spot where you needed, causes you to whimper out.

"You like it that much, baby? You've barely touched yourself, naughty girl."

"I just need to feel you. I need your fingers on me, in me. I need, I need-" You trail off as you continue circling your clit, the pleasure dulling your senses.

"Imagine its my fingers or my tongue. Imagine its whatever you want." A grunt sounds from his end of the call.

"Are you touching yourself?" You question comes out as almost a whimper.

"Yes, I'm imagining your lips wrapping around my cock. Your pretty head bobbing up and down as you take all of me in your mouth. So pretty when you give me head." Groans come from him as he speaks.

"Tell me what you want to do to me." You practically beg.

"I want to be the one touching your clit. I want my tongue on you, teasing your pretty little cunt until your writhing underneath me."

His words make you even wetter, as you let two of your fingers slip inside you. The stretch is nice but not as nice as his fingers would feel. So much bigger, with callouses that felt so delicious against your core.

"My fingers are so much smaller than yours." You complain.

"Put one more in, fill yourself as much as you can. Pretend its my fingers, fucking you, bringing you close to your peak. Are you close?"

"Almost, you?" He lets out a grunt in response, you hear the sound of fabric moving faster. You hear a squelch with another moan, knowing he was getting close without him having to tell you.

He still answers, "Yes, now think about me thrusting my fingers in and out of you, my tongue on your clit. You like when my mouth is on you?"

You only moan in response, getting close to your release. With the stretch of your fingers, moving in and out of you at a perfect speed. The phone on speaker, laying on your chest, as you use your other hand to tease your clit. Both actions causing your head to spin in ecstasy.

As your peak begins to mount, your moans get louder and your fingers move faster. More sounds also come from Pedro's end of the phone.

"Cum for me baby." He says before he's moaning, knowing that he is cumming sends you also over the edge.

Your orgasm washes over you. Your walls clench around your fingers as you continue to work your clit through your high.

As you start to come down, your head returns to earth. Hearing his breathing beginning to settle on the other side of the phone. You laugh.

"What?" He questions, still a bit breathless.

"Nothing, just didn't imagine this happening today."

"All of that imagination and you didn't even picture you fingering yourself?"

Another laugh, "Not that, just I didn't think a phone call could get so hot."

Now he laughs, "What don't think I can't make a simple phone call hot?"

"No, babe, I know you can make everything hot."

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Swans A Swimming

Day 7 of Pedromas! | Masterlist

Agent Whiskey x F! Reader

Synopsis: Agent Whiskey takes you for a swim.

Genre: smut

Warnings: exhibitionist, p in v sex, pool sex, unprotected sex, kissing, fingering, daddy kink, mentions of spanking, almost getting caught

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The minute you have slipped your cover off, his eyes were on you. The lacking material of your bikini left little to the imagination. And damn was he imagining.

All he wanted to do was rip it right off of your body. But he was going to take his time. Especially if he had you in such a compromising place. The pool wasn’t exactly private and Whiskey wasn’t exactly complaining.

“Well, sweetness, what do we have here.” He says as you wade over to where he is lounging at the shallow end of the pool.

Of course, you feign innocence, “I’m not sure what you mean.” As you speak you let your hand run across his chest. The water helping you easily slide your legs over his, straddling him.

“Wearing almost nothing.” He whispers, taking the sight of your breasts in fully, now that they were right in front of him.

“Thought you’d like it.” Your hands make their way around his neck.

He lets out a mix between a laugh and a groan at your statement. Hands now finding your waist as he pulls your body into his crotch. You feel him already getting hard.

“Whoa, cowboy, this turned on already?” Now it’s your turn to laugh. You bite your lip.

“Got me all excited.” He says, simply.

His hand leaves your hip to make its way to your core. He slips his fingers past your bikini bottoms and finds your clit quickly, massaging it. You whimper at the sudden feeling.

"That's it, baby, feel it. Let me pleasure you." You're whimpering again at his words. His index finger dips past your folds, quirking them a bit to hit your g spot.

"Jack-" You whimper.

"Words." Is all he says back, not needing to say more.

"Need you, quickly. We are so exposed here."

"Really? Thought my little exhibitionist would like it out here. What with the way you teased me at dinner the other night." His other hand has now made contact with your clit, rubbing it in time with his fingers.

"That was-that was different."

He tsks at you, "Not sure it was, pretty girl. I mean you're putty in my hands right now, I think you like it."

Instead of responding you just moan at his words and reconnect your lips to his. Biting down on his bottom lip with his fingers hit extra deep inside of you.

Now he's moaning into your lips as your hips buck into his hand, trying to get yourself off. You can tell he wants you as much as you want him. He's enjoying the fact that the two of you could be caught at any minute just as much as you are. You can especially tell by how easily he reacts to your touch when you decide to tease him back.

Your hands have found their way to his hardened dick, teasing him through the fabric of his swim trunks. He is once again left moaning, as his hips are now the ones bucking up. You giggle slightly at how much he reacts to you.

"Think teasing me is funny?" He says simply. The words are laced with subtle annoyance, more from a place of dominance than anger.

"Just want you so bad, daddy." The nickname makes him pause for a second. You smile to yourself, knowing what it does to him.

"You won't be laughing when I've spanked you more times than you can count later. When I bring you to your edge over and over again, but don't allow you to cum." Although the words are talking about punishment, they still make you wetter at the thought. A little whimper slips past your lips at his words.

Now he's laughing, before slipping his fingers out of you. You let out a whine at the loss, but he just tsks again. Pulling his trunks down just enough to let his dick out, he grabs your hips and lets the water help guide you down on it. You moan instantly at the stretch. Not giving you much time to adjust, he starts to lift you off of his dick before pushing you back on it. His hips move upwards to press his member even deeper into you.

He continues this rough motion, keeping the pace fast, trying to bring you both to orgasm quickly. You aren't sure if its because you teased him so much, that you are out in public, or because he can't wait to get your back to the bedroom. But whatever the reason you aren't complaining. Especially when his dick hits your g spot, causing you to fall forward slightly, loosing your balance.

He's laughing at you again, "See, putty." The words are matched with his thumb finding your clit again, working it in circles. His lips find yours and kiss you, hard. Slipping his tongue past your lips when you gasp at the mixture of feelings.

The water moves with his thrusts, splashing up around you two. But you are too busy to notice the chlorine in your eyes, not with the beginnings of your orgasm starting. Your walls clench around his dick, signaling your impending peak.

"Cum with me." Is all you need to hear before your walls are spasming over his dick, drawing his orgasm also out of him.

As your walls continue to milk him of his cum, his thrusts become slower and so does his thumb on your clit. When he has figured, you two are fully down from your highs, he pecks your lips before leaning his forehead against yours.

"Well, that was fun, but we might wanna calm down and get out of here. I think some people are coming." He says before tilting his head towards the sound of people yelling and laughing coming closer.

Quickly you lift yourself off of him, causing him to hiss at the speed you did it at. You fix your bikini bottoms as you walk up the steps and out of the pool.

Winking back at him as you purposefully show your ass to him before slipping your cover over yourself. More specifically your ass that he was eyeing like he had never seen anything like it. As his view is covered he looks up to your eyes, your eyes spark with play.

You bend down, face inches from his, "Come on, daddy. Why don't we try out the sauna?"

Your lips brush his, before pulling away right before he can kiss you. He falls forward a bit, expecting to meet you instead of air. You stand and saunter off towards the sauna. Swaying your hips, knowing that his eyes are bearing into you as you walk away.

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Partridge In A Pear Tree

Day 1 of Pedromas! | Masterlist

Costar! Pedro Pascal x F! Reader

Synopsis: You hate your costar, your costar hates you.

Genre: smut, touch of angst

Warnings: 18+ smut, hate sex, enemies to lovers (more like enemies to fuckers), kissing, mentions of arguing, fighting for dominance, unprotected sex, p in v sex, no oral but there is a little lick

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You didn't just dislike your costar Pedro, no you hated him! Something about the pretty boy act drove you nuts. You knew that there was no way that someone was that nice. Especially someone so sought after as him.

From the day you two first shook hands, you had held this content for him. And you could tell the content was mutual.

You let out a sigh as you were called onto set to film the argument scene with Pedro. You weren't nervous about the scene, actually you thought it might make you feel a little relieved to let out some of those harbored feelings.

No, you were more dreading just seeing Pedro in general. You were finding it harder and harder to stand near him. All of your stylists said you were crazy and that he was the nicest person in the world. But you just couldn't buy into it.

You let all your real anger show in the scene. Real emotions on your sleeve. Hell, it made for good TV, right? Finally the director called it good and you returned to your trailer to get ready for your next scene.

That's when you heard a knock at your trailer door. Assuming it was a staff member, you opened it without hesitation. Only you weren't met with a staff member but your costar. The costar you hated to be precise.

"Great scene, could really feel your emotions in that last one." He said smirking a you, like this was all a game to him.

"Yeah, you too." You sucked your teeth, begging for him to leave in your mind. His eyes caught onto your slightly open mouth.

Letting his gaze linger, he continued, "I know you don't like me."

"I mean it wasn't like I was trying to hide it." You leant against the doorframe, half in intimidation and half in trying to keep him outside.

"I love a challenge." A little smile played on his lips, drawing in your gaze now.

He leans in, lips almost brushing your ear, "Sure you don't just want to fuck me, sweetheart?" Pulling back, he laughs when he sees the look on your face. Shock, with the hint of a blush.

"I don't-"

He cuts you off, "I saw the look in your eyes. It isn't just hatred, there's something else there. Like you want to conquer me."

You can't hear anything anymore over your quickening heartbeat and the sound of blood rushing to your head. He opens his mouth to speak again but you cut him off by smashing your lips onto his.

He was a bit right, the arguing earlier did turn you on and since he was hear, asking for it, you might as well take his offer.

You grab the front of his shirt and pull him up the stairs of your trailer. When he is finally inside you close the door with your foot, all without disconnecting your lips. Pushing him onto the couch, you straddle him. His hands find purchase on your hips, guiding you down onto his hardening length. You fail to stop the moan from bubbling in your throat.

"See baby, you want me." He says against your lips.

"Shut up." You bite back, grabbing his hair to pull his lips back onto yours. He takes the chance to flip the two of you over, now hovering above you.

"I don't have much time before my next scene." He warns.

"Don't care, just need you in me." He lets a laugh out at your words, bringing his lips to your once again, this time forcing his tongue inside your mouth.

The two of you fight for dominance for a minute, before you get distracted by his hand wandering down your body to between your legs. His teeth bite into your bottom lip before, sliding his hand up the hem of your dress. Tentatively, he feels the wetness of your panties, confirming that you really were ready for him.

He lets out another laugh, "The yelling get you turned on, baby?" You ignore the question, pushing his chest off you. He takes your hint and sits on the couch once again. This time before you get on top of him, you unbuckle belt and undo his jeans.

Reaching inside his jeans you feel his hardness, pulling it out to let it stand at full attention. You give it a look of approval before straddling Pedro's hips. You drag your wet core against his hardened member, teasing him a bit. He lets out a groan.

When you are satisfied with the teasing, you give him one last peck before pulling your panties aside and sinking down onto his length. Both of you moan at the feeling of him being fully sheathed inside of you.

You start a steady pace, lifting your hips, before sinking down once again. His hands are on your hips guiding you down faster, leaned back so he can get a good look at your fucked out face.

The hands on your hips pull you down harder, trying to quicken your pace. Each time he bottoms out he pulls you down extra hard, it hits deeper than anyone ever has.

After a bit more of this, he seems to get bored of the pace, needing to fuck you harder. So he flips the two of you other so you are now on your back. He lifts one of your legs onto his shoulder and begins to fuck into your fast and hard.

You can tell he's chasing his orgasm and you are starting to get close too. You let your hand make it way to your clit, trying to get to that high on your own. He swats it away with the hand that isn't holding your leg up.

"If you wanted help to cum you should've just asked, sugar." He says before placing his own thumb onto you clit, working slow circles into it.

"Is that what you want? Want me to make you cum?"

"Yes." You breath out in a whisper.

"As you command." Now he works his thumb faster, rubbing you into orgasm. When the waves finally crash over you, you see white from the intensity. You clench onto his cock, causing him to thrust into you even harder.

He now chases his orgasm, his hips stutter as he reaches the first feelings. Beginning to pull out, you stop him by wrapping your free leg around his hips, pulling him back into you.

"You can't get cum on my costume. I'm safe, its fine."

He doesn't have time to argue, as his orgasm overtakes him. Hips move in and out of you again, milking his sperm into you.

After a second, he catches his breath and pulls out of you. He stands up, fixing his jeans and buckling his belt back up. He notices a wet spot on them, scoffing.

"All that talk about ruining your costume."

You smirk, "At least you didn't ruin your underwear." Now noticing the mixture of your releases that is soaking them.

He leans down, taking a lick of your covered mound. You blink at him in shock and he moves to the door to leave.

"So is that it then? The little secret of Mr. Pedro Pascal?"

"That I like to fuck?" You nod at his question.

"Sure, if it feels good, tastes good, it must be mine." He gives one last look at your spent body before leaving the trailer.

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Lords A Leaping

Day 10 of Pedromas! | Masterlist

Oberyn Martell x F! Reader x Ellaria Sand

Synopsis: Oberyn lets you and Ellaria take control.

Genre: smut

Warnings: sub! Oberyn, power bottom! reader, dom! Ellaria, pegging, oral m! receiving, anal sex, blindfolds, bondage, kissing, fingering, hickeys, f! masturbation

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When Ellaria first suggested you to take more control in the bedroom, you were a bit taken aback. Oberyn was usually the one in the dominant position. Ellaria sometimes would take it as well. But you? Never.

After a bit of convincing, though, you agreed. Especially when she came to show you what she had made for you.

You weren't sure how she got it but as she removed the silken covering, you locked eyes with a replica penis. It was attached to a sort of leather buckle system as to attach it to you.

Your jaw dropped at the sight, it was very similar to Oberyn's own member. Almost down to the vein. It was gorgeous.

Ellaria showed you how it worked that night. Attaching it to herself and letting you feel it, fucking you with the crafted dick. You had to admit it was was very nice, not as warm as a real penis but it sure did the job. Oberyn might just like this.

That night as you made your way to his chambers, you had the fake cock tucked away in your bag, along with a few other special items. Opening the door you saw Oberyn laying sideways on the bed. He was perched on one elbow, stark naked, already ready for you to join him.

You smiled to yourself, loving the fact that he was already so pliant for you. As you glanced to the corner of the room, Ellaria sat there watching you carefully. She nodded to you to continue.

You set the bag down on the floor at your feet. Stripping yourself down as well, swaying your hips a bit as you did. He looked at you like he wanted to devour you.

You leaned down, letting your breasts push out to tease him a bit as you did. Grabbing the blindfold and the rope from your bag, holding it out to him so he could see what it is.

His eyebrows furrowed as his eyes squinted, trying to see what you had. He reached out to touch the soft fabric finally realizing what it was. Smirking, knowing what you were about to do, he leaned forward just a bit to allow you to fasten the blindfold around his eyes.

"Tie his hands too, love." Ellaria says from where she's sitting. You follow the orders without question.

Now that Oberyn is fully constricted, you can begin the main event. Well the lead up to the main event. Starting at his thighs, your fingers ghost across his skin. His body bucks up at the ticklish feeling. Upwards you go, gaining more and more reactions, he's already so sensitive. Must have been waiting for this, for you.

You swallow, almost nervous. When your hand finally makes it high enough to the soft skin of his neck, you put a bit more pressure there. Gaining a gasp of shock from him, you know he's sensitive there. Smirking to yourself, you bring your lips down on his neck. You lick stripes over his Adam's apple and towards the shell of his ear. Now his hips are bucking up, the feeling going straight to his dick.

Loving what you are doing to him, you continue to suck at his neck, leaving small bruises behind. You lick up his chin and across his bottom lip, his mouth opens in anticipation. Kissing him, you push your tongue into his mouth, fighting with his.

He's all but begging at this point with how easy his body is reacting to yours. Then there's the annoyance of not being able to use his limbs and touch you. Oh, to feel your warm skin under his fingertips.

As you pull your mouth away from his, a string of saliva still connects you two. It gives you an idea. You lick down his chest, across his stomach, and down his happy trail. Oberyn's hands pull at his restraints. He needs to feel you.

It's almost as if you can hear his thoughts because right after he is thinking that, you sinking your mouth down onto his cock. Taking almost all of his throbbing member into your mouth. You gag just a bit as his dick hits the back of your throat. But of course, Oberyn loves the feeling of you choking on him and moans.

You don't suck him fast, you take your time. Pulling off his dick slowly, making sure to run your tongue along the underside of it, as you make your way to the tip. You kitten lick his sensitive tip, his body tenses. Smirking again, you sink down onto his dick again, moaning at how much control you have over him. You continue this for a while, keeping it slow and steady. You don't want him to cum yet, but you also want him to be pleasured.

"Why don't we have some real fun with him?" Ellaria questions you. You had almost forgotten she was there and when you glance over at her through your lashes you are drooling at the sight. Her hand is playing with her soaked folds as the other is massaging her breast.

With one last deep swallow of his dick, you are pulling off of him. The cold air mixed with your leftover saliva, causes him to shiver. You left your hands tease up his body again, but this time a bit faster.

"Bend over for me." You whisper in his ear before licking the shell of it again. He gulps in anticipation, he really has no clue what you are about to do with him. And since he has a blindfold on he doesn't physically see you get up off the bed and retrieve the replica penis.

With a bit of resistance from his tied hands, he figures out how to flip himself over for you. Ass now in the air, hands gripping the woven material of the headboard to keep his body up for you. You encapsulate his body with yours, despite yours being smaller, and grip his dick from behind him. You stroke it twice before trailing your hand up his chest and pushing two fingers into his mouth. He licks them greedily.

Now that they are properly coated, you bring them back to his ass. Pushing them past the ring of his asshole, slowly, knowing it probably hurts. But he welcomes the stretch and moans at the feeling.

"Please." Now, he is begging.

But you give him what he wants, pulling your fingers out of his ass and pushing them again, matching the pace you once were using on his dick. You curl your fingers inside of his cavity, hoping to stroke his prostate. Although it obviously feel good, you don't think your fingers are quite long enough to reach it, but soon you will be able to.

His hips are bucking into the sheets, you know he is loving the feeling of his dick stroking against them. Usually, Ellaria would stop this sort of disobedience from someone, but she isn't so you don't either. He should get a bit more pleasure if he wants, anyways.

You push a third finger into him, it slides in easily with the other two and you know he is ready. Pulling your fingers out you move to grab the device. He lets out a sound of confusion at the loss of your touch.

You stroke his ass in reassurance, "Patience, you'll love this."

A sound of tentative agreeance. You buckle the device to your hips, it surprises you when it presses lightly onto your clit. You weren't expecting that. You were getting off enough by pleasuring Oberyn, but this was an excellent bonus.

You spit into your hand and stroke the phallice, coating it. As you press the tip to his prepared asshole, it slides in easier than you expected it. And Oberyn sure isn't expected that stretch because he lets of a surprised noise. Sure, he's been fucked in the ass before, but not with a device like this.

It's a new sort of feeling for the prince, it isn't as warm as a real penis and a lot stiffer, but not unpleasant. With a bit of a learning curve, you push the entire fake cock into him, now hitting his prostate. The instant pleasure of this action causes him to lose his balance a bit.

You start the thrust in and out of him, hitting his prostate each time you do. Oberyn never lasts long like this, and you are kind of grateful because your hips already burn. Knees scrape the soft sheets, as you aren't used to being the one fucking someone.

Oberyn has now let go of the headboard and is using his elbows to prop himself up. This helps you hit even deeper into him, the sheets around his dick are now fully helping to bring him closer to his peak. You are fucking him and he is basically fucking the bed.

Hips meet yours as he fucks his ass back onto the replica dick, needing to get off. You let him, hands grabbing him to pull him back even harder onto it. Pace now faster than you have been going all night as the fake cock is also hitting your clit. You now need the pleasure as much as he does.

One last snap of your hips and he is shooting ropes of white cum into the sheets, staining them with his spend. Moaning out your name like it is a prayer.

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Day 11 of Pedromas! | Masterlist

Frankie Morales x F! Reader

Synopsis: You meet Frankie at a bar, you also go home with Frankie.

Genre: smut

Warnings: p in v sex, one night stand, protected sex, kissing, drunk people, drunk sex

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His lips are on yours as you two crash through the hallway to his apartment. His hands fumble in his pockets as he tries to find his keys. Lips never leave yours as he unlocks the door and pushes you inside. The door is quickly closed behind you two and you are pushed against it.

The man, the very attractive man that you had only just met at the bar that night, slipped his fingers up your shirt. As his fingers strike your skin, shivers are sent down your spin. Goosebumps rise in their stead.

He leads the two of you clumsily down the hall and to his bedroom. You are pushed down onto the bed, he hovers over you. Still kissing you feverishly, trying to pull your dress up. You help him, only disconnecting your lips to get it over your head. The minute you do, his lips are back on yours and your fingers are unbuttoning his shirt. You get them all undone and he is shoving the piece of fabric off of his broad shoulders.

His bare chest is pressed against your bra clad one. Hot skin on hot skin. Hands fumble with your bra clasp, before finally unhooking it, you now get rid of this as well. Bare chest now touches bare chest. Your hard sensitive nipples brush pleasingly against his skin. His fingers brush over your panties, teasing your clit.

"So wet already." He says into your lips. His fingers continue to play with your over the fabric of your underwear. You moan desperately.

"And so needy." He adds after hearing your noises.

"Don't worry darling, I need you just as badly." He slips his fingers past the, now constricting, material of your underwear. Now teasing your clit without restriction. Dipping a finger into your wetness, he moans at the feeling.

"Can't even treat your right, just need you." He says as he roughly pulls your panties down your legs. Unbuttoning his jeans and pulling them and his own underwear down. He grabs a condom from his wallet, flashing it you. You roll your eyes, such a guy thing. Thankfully, he doesn't notice as he is too focused on rolling the condom onto his hard cock.

He rejoins you on the bed, between your legs. Tapping your knee with his own, motioning for you to spread your legs. You do, not without teasing your own slit with your fingers. Dropping your fingers into your mouth to lick them clean, giving him a seductive look.

He growls at the sight, and sinks his dick into your inviting center. Your walls swallow him in, clenching onto him in anticipation. He bottoms out easily, you two wet, too drunk, and too turned on to need to adjust.

Fucking into you hard, hips snapping into yours. His movements are a bit sloppy, the alcohol catching up with him just a bit. But with alcohol heightening your lust, you don't even notice.

The hand not on your hip, keeping him steady, is brought to your clit again, stroking it in figure eights. This causes your hips to buck up into his. You moan and clench around him again.

He moans in return and fucks your faster. He is not here for slow, he is here to get off. It just so happened that you wanted the same.

His thrusts become more shallow, the closer he gets to his peak. And with the way your walls are clenching onto his dick, he can tell you must be getting close as well. So he strokes your clit faster and lifts your hips up with his thighs to hit deeper into your core.

The new angle and pressure on your clit causes you to tip over your edge unexpectedly. You walls spasm on his member, causing his orgasm to wash over him as well, as he finishes into the condom.

He barely pulls out of you, now that he's orgasmed the tiredness catches up with him. The condom is pulled and tied off and thrown into a small trash bin in the room before he literally drops onto the bed. As he does this, he is still careful not to crush your already sleeping form.

Hope, you were ready to do a walk of shame in the morning...

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