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shelbgrey · 2 months

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✨POOKIE✨ can you conjure up a fic of the very lovely very handsome very shrexy lip biting man also known as Killian Jones? Get that steamy boat time in his bedroom on the Rolly Joger. He’s a pirate so…😳🫣give that man some rope cause he knows how to tie a knot alright😏 also get that bed tapping. He got accent…a hot as hell accent, get it all deep and raspy then you can sign me the hell up. Man can hook me in numerous ways, I’d thank him🫢😳😏

Smut fic with Killan Jones

Paring: Killian Jones x reader

Summary: Smut with captian hook

Warrings: SMUT, gn!reader, bondage, Dirty talk?, desk sex, unprotected sex, rough-ish sex?, getting it from behind.

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“what should we do with them Capitan?” a crew member grunted as the 'trespasser' wiggled and struggled in the grasp of the pirate's grasp. Y/n fought, kicking and clawing at the dirty man, and no matter how much it hurt the man he didn't let go.

“take our prisoner to my chambers, then I'll decide what I should do with them” Killian commanded.

The pirate nodded and dragged y/n down to the lower part of the jolly Roger, he tossed y/n into Killian's private part of the ship and grabed some rope. Before they could get to far the pirate forced y/n's arms behind their back and tied their wrist together. Y/n snatched their arms out of his grasp and tired to make a run for it. The pirate just snarled and pushed them back it on the room, locking it so they couldn't escape. Moments later the sounds of boots aproching the room filled their ears. Y/n perked up and tired to think of an escape plane quickly, before the plan could be formed the door flew open revealing a tall handsom pirate with blue eyes and black hair. Y/n looked down at this left hand, It was a hook. They now knew who's ship they were on.

He had a wicked grin as he walked towards y/n. His muscular form, encased in leather armor. He had a look of power in his eyes. “I usually don’t allow trespassers to live, but you’re quite beautiful”

Y/n's had nothing but fire in their eyes, staring at the pirate. They showed no fear. “Whatever you're gonna do, might as well do it… On Second thought why don't you just kill me and get it over with”

Killian leans in, whispering menacingly against their neck sending shivers down their spine. “I can think of a few ways you can convince me to let you live”

Y/n stepped back, standing their ground. The pirate's gaze was intimidating, but they didn't let it show how much it affected them. Y/n stepped back till their body hit a table with a large map on it. Y/n's hands had been tied behind their back from when the crew abducted them, y/n had barely kept their balance when she was bound then thrown in the small room.

Killian chuckled darkly when he saw the daring look in y/n's eyes. Y/n stood their ground watching his every move. Killian moved closer, leaving very little room between them. He had a devilish grin as he stared down at his prisoner. He reached out and ran the side of his hook down y/n’s cheek, tracing the line of their jaw. The metal was cold and intimidating “you've got fire…”

Y/n's heart pounded when the hook that replaced his hand ran cold down their cheek. Y/n had heard too many stories about that hook. They leaned back further against the table, keeping their eyes stony, staring into his eyes. “if your looking for gold I don't have it, I have nothing to offer you”

Killian let out a dark chuckle at y/n's comment, he stepped closer still so that his body was pressed against theirs. His free hand slid around their waist, his rings felt cold against their skin. He pulled y/n's body flush against him. I think we can come to an arrangement…”

“And what is that?” y/n asked, not amused.

Y/n shivered as his hook trailed up their thigh, the metal was cold against the hot skin of their inner thigh. “What do you want, Capitan?”

“I think you know what I want…” Killian chuckled darkly, his lips brushing against their neck, nipping at y/n’s skin, leaving marks. Their cheeks became crimson and their heart raced when his lips and the scruff of his beard brushed against the sensitive skin.

Y/n bit their lip, trying not to show the effect the pirate had on them, Killian grinned at the resistance they had. his eyes were darkening with desire when he stared at them. He ran his free hand through y/n's hair, pulling their head back slightly to expose their neck further. “It seems like you're already starting to fall under my spell…”

“You wish…” Y/n argued back, lying to both him and themself. Their heart was pounding and if their hands weren't still tied, y/n knew deep down they'd be grabbing for any part of him or that leather coat they could reach.

Killian chuckled darkly, leaning in to place a soft kiss on y/n’s neck. He pressed the curved end of his hook against the middle of their collarbone and slowly trailed it down their chest then slipped between their legs. Y/n's breath hitched as he rubbed slow circles against their clothed sex through the thin fabric of their pants. “if you want me to stop I will, you have my word… If not there's no turning back”

y/n shuttered and quickly nodded, their mind working over time and was too cought up in the moment to form a proper awnser. Killian's grin widened as he saw the submission in y/n’s eyes. He leaned in, his lips claiming their's in a fierce kiss that left them breathless. Y/n lost balance momentarily, but the desk that was behind them didn't let the fall happen.

Killian pulled away from their lips, whispering as he stared into their eyes. his hand slipping under their shirt to rub against their bare skin, the cold rings that were wrapped around his fingers made y/n shiver. “turn around, bend over the desk.” He nipped at their bottom lip, demanding there obedience.

y/n didn't understand why they responded so quickly. They leaned forward and pressed a quick soft kiss against his lips before submitting to his command and bending over his desk, her ass and tied wrists now pointing towrds him.

Killian smirked as he watched y/n bend over his desk, their ass on display for him. He walked around to stand behind them, his hard cock pressing against their as through his pants. He Hooked his hook on the part of the rope between y/n's wrists, securing them between the desk and his body. y/n got inpacent and pressed their ass against his hardened erection.

Killian growled, his hands moving to grip y/n's hips roughly. He lifted them up slightly, pushing their legs apart with his own. His other hand came down, slapping against her ass hard enough to sting. “don't move”

A shiver ran down y/n's spine as Killian forced their pants down their thighs. Killian groaned, moving his hand to wrap it around his hard erection. He went slow just to tease as he guiding it towards y/n's wet entrance. Y/n's moans encouraged his fast, rough movements as he thrust forward, pushing into y/n's ass with a groan of satisfaction. “Bloddy hell, your perfect”

His thrusts became more forceful, punctuated by harsh grunts of pleasure. He leaned his arm next to y/n, his free hand gripping the desk tightly for balance. “I'm going to make you scream my name, Love”

y/n pressed their forehead against the wooden table as Killian thrusted roughly, stretching them out. “Killian…” they moaned.

Killian groaned at the noises they made as he continued to fuck y/n from behind. fingers gripped their hip tightly as he pushed forward. His breath was ragged against their neck as his hips pistoned back and forth, driving into y/n with force. Y/n's skin felt like it was on fire and they could no longer control the noises that fell from their lips.

"Hell... You like this, don't you?" His voice was raspy and full of lust. He looped his Hook on the rope that binded y/n's wrists and tugged them up. Their back was pressed against his chest and he captured their mouth in a searing hot kiss. He forced y/n against the desk again, but didn't bend them down like last time just continued to pound into them.

“fuck, feels so good” y/n moaned.

“That's it, moan for me…” Killian's words were lost in a string of curses and moans as he felt himself getting closer to the edge. His thrusts became more erratic, each one hitting y/n's sweet spot perfectly.

“killian!” y/n's moans became higher and more desperate, their heart was pounding and they felt themselves about ready to fall over the edge as the knot in their stomach got tighter. “Damn, I'm close”

Killian panted heavily as he thrust into y/n one final time, his entire body shaking with the force of his orgasm. He held onto y/n tightly, feeling his release pulse through him as he growled out his satisfaction. “Fuck... Fucking perfect…”

feeling Killian's release within them, y/n cried out in pleasure as they came as well, their head fell back in pleasure against killian's shoulder as their whole body shaked with the force of it. As they leaned back against him, their chest heaving up and down as they caught their breath “your so perfect, Love”

Killian gently pulled out of y/n, his cock slippery with their combined fluids. He turned them around, pulling them into a warm embrace. His fingers traced gentle patterns on y/n's back as he kissed their forehead. “I've got you” he whispered as he reached behind them and untied their wrists.

“here, let's get you somewhere more comfortable” he murmured, kissing y/n's forehead again before carrying them over to the small leather couch that was in his room. He laid them down gently, his eyes never leaving their face as he brushed some hair out of her face. His fingers tracing gentle patterns on their cheek before pulling the covers up around them, letting them rest. “your no longer a trespasser… if you decide to stay a bored my ship you can guarantee protection from me and the crew”

Y/n smiled softly, their eyes getting heavy. “I'd like that..”

#Killian Jones #Killian Jones x reader #Killian Jones smut #Killian x reader smut #Once upon a time #Captain Hook #Once upon a time smut #colin o'donoghue

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cissyenthusiast010155 · 4 months

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Can you do a baking thing with Regina Mills that turns into smtg more spicy? Like maybe when cookies (or whatever Regina and Y/n are baking) are cooking, then Regina gets bored and yk wants to have fun with reader?

(btw I love your writing sm!!)

Things Happen When She’s Bored ~Daddy!Regina Mills xFem Reader ~Holiday Bingo

Summary— Regina and Reader bake chocolate chip cookies together, and Regina gets bored while they are baking… Anon Response— Thank you for the request, anon!! I would love to write this! Regina Mills could always use more content. Enjoy! ♥️

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Prompt— Baking

Warnings: NSFW, smut, clit stimulation, spanking, taunting, teasing, daddy kink, degradation kink, degrading, punishment, etc.

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The kitchen looked like a bomb had gone off, as you and Regina finally put the chocolate chip cookies in the oven. Ingredients laid all over the counters, along with bowls, measuring spoons, and trays for the cooked cookies. Both of you had gotten your clothes all messy as well.

But you didn’t care. You were having fun and that was all that mattered.

Once the cookies were in the oven however, you decided it was time to clean up. You began by throwing away the eggshells and the empty butter wrapper, then moving to gather and clean all the dishes.

Regina leaned against the counter, watching you as you cleaned up. Her gaze followed yours with amusement. As you turned your back and started to clean the dishes in the sink, you could feel the mischievous energy radiating off of the woman. And before you could say a word, you felt a pelt of flour hit your back.

You immediately turned around and scowled playfully.

“Hey!!” You whined at the woman, who had picked up the floor bag and who was looking at you with a mischievous grin and wicked eyes.

“I’m bored…!” Regina groans, then throwing another handful of flour, this time in your face.

The brunette immediately erupted into laughter as your face screwed together and you scowled again. You put down the dishes in your hands and marched across the kitchen, confiscating the flour bag from the woman. You put it away in its proper place in the bottom cabinets, but as you went to stand back up and turn around, you found yourself trapped. Regina was placed right in front of you, so close that your back and hands were against the kitchen island behind you.

“ ‘Gina?” You stammered, the woman’s unwavering gaze suddenly sending shivers down your entire body.

Regina stepped impossibly closer, tilted her head at you, and licking her lips. Her eyes flickered a dark and wicked energy.

It suddenly clicked for you. But before you could say it, her lips were on yours. She was immediately purring happily like a cat at the connection to you. That woman couldn’t get enough of your touch, it was like it was all she could think about.

Although you didn’t blame her, you were basically the same way. You sometimes wondered whether you two were too addicted to one another… But regardless, Regina was definitely worse than you. She could hardly contain herself most of the time.

Regina’s flour caked hands found your throat and hip, squeezing each one as needed to draw those little whimpers that she adored out of you. You gasped and rasped breathlessly into the kiss, the hand on your throat already making your eyes start to roll back.

The woman wasted no time, after a peck on your lips, her tongue started to stalk and lick your lips. It then slipped into your mouth with ease. You hummed in delight as Regina dominated you with a simple kiss.

Her hold on your neck and hips got tighter and tighter. You were sure that they would both bruise. But you didn’t mind that, in fact you encouraged it. You cheekily bit Regina’s bottom lip. The woman growled in response and tightened her hold on you even more. You let out a raspy groan at her impossibly tight grasp.

“Behave…” the woman growled in a reminder.

Regina had now left your lips and was focusing on moving the attention of her tongue and hot mouth downwards, to your chin, then throat, shoulders, collarbones, and so on.

“Or what…?” You chocked out.

The brunette looked at you and quirked her eyebrow. Regina loved when you challenged her, as it meant she could put you back in your place. And you loved to challenge her because it riled her up.

Swiftly, Regina grabbed your hips and swiveled you around, pining you down and over the kitchen island counter, so that she was behind you and your ass was sticking out to her.

“Or I’ll make you…” the woman rasped wickedly in your ear.

You playfully wiggled your ass up into Regina’s frame. This resulted in her hand coming flying down and smacking you ass hard. You winced and jerked forward, yelping in surprise. Regina reveled in the reactions that she drew from you.

Your breathing was drawing ragged and your mind was beginning to dizzy. You felt the woman’s hot breath on your neck, only making you loss your competency even faster.

Her hand came back down on your ass cheeks once more, leaving a stinging sensation and making you squeal.

“Who do you belong to, Baby…?” Regina purred wickedly into your ear.

Another spank came down on your ass.

“Y-you…!” You whimpered loudly.

“Say my name…” she cooed darkly, smacking your ass again and harder.

“Regina—!!” You yelped.

Three more spanks to your ass indicated that you had answered incorrectly.

“Nuh uh uh… Try again, Baby…”

“Mmmmm Daddy!!” You cried out.

Your response made Regina smirk and begin to caress your red clothed ass with her hand. You sighed out breathily in relief.

But just as you thought the woman was down with you and was going to let you go, you felt her fingers start to dip in between your thighs. Her digits began to make tight circles around your clothed clit, making you suck in a breath sharply.

“You’re going to cum for daddy…” Regina purred, “Only from Daddy’s teasing… You understand…?”

You gulped and groaned as little waves of pleasure began to build themselves up to a much larger orgasm. You nodded vigorously in response to the woman.

“Yes daddy—” you groaned.

“Good girl…” she praised with a wicked tone.

Your eyes began to roll back as her fingers tightly wound you up, right up to the cusp of your climax.

“Daddy— P-please—!!” You cried, your desperation overtly apparent.

“Cum for Daddy, pretty bitch…” Regina hummed.

The degradation along with calling herself daddy sent you over the edge. You sparked against the encounter, as Regina’s fingers stimulated your clit through your orgasm. Your breathing was loud and erratic as you came off your high.

Suddenly, the timer on the oven for the chocolate chip cookies went off, ringing reality back into your heads. Regina was swift to unblock you and grab the mitt for the oven. She pulled the cookies out, placing them on the cooling rack, pretending like nothing has happened.

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lanawinterscigarettes · 1 year

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Mayorally Duties (Regina Mills x reader)

Kinkmas Day 1: strap-on + office sex

A/N: day one of kinkmas! Hope y'all enjoy

Warnings: SMUT, gender neutral reader, bottom reader, top Regina, slight praise kink

When you'd first arrived at Regina's office earlier that day, it was simply to give her a quick visit. How you found yourself propped up against her desk getting fucked by her as she leaned overtop of you, you had no idea.

"Shh," Regina shushed after you let out a particularly loud moan. "You need to be quiet, or else we'll get caught."

You nodded your head, too lost in the moment to speak. You gripped onto her shoulders as she quickly thrusted in and out of you, taking your breath away.

Her hands were grabbing onto your hips, and you knew you'd have bruises from it the next day. You felt the strap-on vibrate inside you as she pressed herself closer, almost grinding herself against you.

"Such a good baby," she praised. "So good for me."

You felt your face flush, causing your eyes to drift to the ceiling.

"Ah, ah," she reprimanded. "Keep your eyes on me." She grabbed your chin gently but firmly, forcing you to look into her eyes.

Her gaze felt intense, tempting you to close them, but you ultimately decided against it.

"Good baby," she whispered before pressing a brief kiss to your lips.

You leaned your head upward, trying to capture another kiss, but she pushed you back.

"I don't think so." She smirked upon seeing the look of disappointment on your face.

"But- I wanna another kiss," you pouted.

She hummed in acknowledgment. "Maybe later. For now-" she pushed you back until you were laying flat on the desk, "-we're going to see just how hard you can make me cum."

Regina resituated the fake cock between you so she could get closer, her chest nearly touching yours. You could feel her nails scratch you as she firmly grabbed onto your shoulders, but you were too dumb fucked to care.

She kept a steady pace, slow enough to feel agonizingly painful but fast enough to make your eyes roll to the back of your head and your toes curl.

"Oh, my God," you let out your loudest moan yet as you felt the strap pound into you at the perfect angle.

Her thrusts became quicker, but they were also a lot more sloppy, indicating she was just as close as you were.

"Are you gonna cum, baby?" She asked, her hand lightly brushing against your cheek.

"Mm hm." You could barely speak at this point, your head in such a daze from all the attention you were receiving.

"Cum with me, okay?"

You didn't even get the chance to answer before you felt your body convulse with pleasure, and you could tell by the way Regina bit down on her fist to keep herself quiet that she was feeling something similar.

Her hands rested on your shoulders while she tried to catch her breath.

"I think I'm going to have to start visiting you at work more often," you commented, drawing a laugh from the gorgeous woman laying on top of you.

"Yeah, I think so, too," she agreed, leaning down to give you a kiss.

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fiendishfables · 3 months

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Imagine…

Getting to make love to Lucifer Morningstar only once every year…

•You came down from heaven, he’d be waiting in hell.

• His whimpers and your moans would be the only sounds in the manors bedroom. The room that has gotten so used to silence whenever you’re gone, now full of your mixed presence. He’s finally able to release all his feelings for you, all his love, all his affections, all his frustrations, all his tears.

• You’d make sweet love like it would be your last time ever seeing one another. Round after round until the daylight began to break. Soft words spoken, wings fluttering, intimate feelings shared. He had been so long awaiting your voice, your kind soul, your beauty, your loyalty…just like every other year before this one. He missed you so, so much. More than you’d ever be able to comprehend.

• Then it would be time for you to go, and with the next flap of the curtains and quick flash of moonlight into the room, you’d be gone. Lucifer would then curl up in the bed, inhaling the scent of the sheets where you had last been only moments before, tears streaming down his cheeks. And on the pillow; a single angelic feather from one of your wings.

• You always left him a feather.

a/n: I came up with and wrote this at like 2:00 AM, so just enjoy l m a o

additional notes: yes, this is a bit of a teaser to my upcoming short series: Lucifer Morningstar x Angel! Reader. Stay tuned. <3

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spencerslover-blog · 1 month

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Today was a fairytale, you got a smile that takes me to another planet, every move you make, everything you said is right. Time slows down whenever you're around... but can you feel this magic in the air?

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marvelobsessed134 · 4 months

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“Want me to suck your cock while driving?”

Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader

60s!AU based off that one in scene in Once Upon A Time In Hollywood (iykyk)

Warnings: age gap (Bucky is mid 30s and reader is 19), blowjob, degradation, praise.

Summary: Hitchhiking your way back home ends in a great way.

It was a warm sunny day in Hollywood. You were of course trying to hitchhike your way home. Just like any normal girl your age would do.

You saw a car with a man inside it and danced around, holding your thumb at trying to get him to pull over.

And he did. You jumped and squealed in joy and you walked right up to his car. He had beautiful blue eyes, medium length brown hair, and very muscular build.

You couldn’t help but notice the way he looked you up and down. “Hey, sweetheart. What’re you up to?” He asked.

You bent over, resting your arms on the rolled down window. “I need to get home, but I don’t have a ride.” You gave him a pouty look.

The man contemplated for a moment before saying, “Well get in here I’ll take you home.” Celebrating in victory, you got in the car.

Telling him your address, you put your feet up on the dashboard.

“So tell me, what’s your name, little girl?” The brunette asked.

“Y/n. Yours?”

“James. But my friends call me Bucky.”

“Bucky.” You repeated, liking the way his name rolled off your tongue. You spoke again, putting your feet off the dash, “Want me to suck your cock while driving?”

Buckys eyes widened for a moment before asking, “How old are you?”

“19.” You answered truthfully.

“Fuck.” He muttered under his breath, “Go ahead sweetheart.”

You made quick work of unbuckling his pants, his large, hard cock springing out. Licking your lips at the sight, you took him in your mouth and began to suck him off, jerking off whatever you couldn’t fit in your mouth.

“Holy fuck Y/n.” The brunette moaned, trying to focus on the road. You spat and gagged around him, massaging his balls as you did so.

He twitched in your mouth and you knew he was close. With a loud groan he released his cum into your throat, and you quickly made work of swallowing it all.

“You’re such a little slut. Sucking the cock of a man you don’t even know.” Bucky chuckled.

You shrugged, “I just like what I see.”

#marvel x reader #marvel smut #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes smut #60s au #60s aesthetic #once upon a time in Hollywood #margaret qualley #brad pitt

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my-love-of-books · 4 months

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Heyy, could i maybe request a more rough smut of a submissive gn reader x peter pan? (only if you're comfortable with that ofc!!)

A/N:Since I'm not specifically sure what you're asking, and I haven't written in so long, here's something really short. I hope you like it! :)

This is an afab!reader since you didn't specify and that's what my last one was 😅 ALSO, no I didn't proof read this, bc I'm lazy.

"oh shut the fuck up" peter says, pushing my head into the pillows. A sob racks through my body as I near another high, his relentless hips slamming into my back side only worsting my predicament. He pulls me up by my hair and whispers in my ear "This is what you wanted? This is why you were teasing me all day? What a whore." I can hear the smirk in his voice, and I clench around him.

"f- fuck!" He moans, his pace slowing for a split second. "You like it when I call you that huh? My little whore" he shoves my head back down but begins to grip my hips and pull them to meet his thrusts.

I whine as I arch my back and cum for the n-th time that night. I gasp for air and try to pull away as evil laughter sounded behind me. "C'mon little whore, say thank you when someone makes you cum." I turn my head and see him out of my peripheral, his face sweaty and once perfect hair sticking to his forehead, his abs clenching every time our bodies collide "thank you" I whimper meekly.

"What was that? Didn't quite hear you over your pathetic little moans." He smirks, lightly smacking my ass. "Th- thank you!" I moan as I begin to reach another high.

"h- hurts... Please... p- please it hurts" I whimper, squirming limply, too tired to do much else. "Good. Maybe next time you won't try to tease me" I feel his hand close over my neck, and know it's gonna be a long night.

#have a good day/night #peter pan once upon a time #peter p #peter pan ouat #peter pan smut #peter pan x gn!reader #peter pan x reader #peter pan x y/n #x reader #reader insert

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bloody-cupcakes · 11 months

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dark Regina/evil queen who kidnaps the reader to keep as a cute little pet, and punishes you when she finds you're trying to escape~

Tw: yandere/dark content, kidnapping, noncon/dubcon, nsfw/smut, mean fem dom, gender neutral/genitalia not specified

You'd been taken by Regina one day after she saw you taking a walk in the forest near your home. You hated having to stay with her, so everyday you did your best to escape from her palace, the prison she insisted you call 'home'.

She thought it was adorable how often you'd try to escape, honest. Never once did she consider the possibility that you might actually get away, and even if you did, she wasn't that worried. Between her magic and the several guards she had under her employ, nothing and no one would keep you away from her.

So imagine her frustration and disbelief when one day you did manage to escape, having gotten help from one of the kinder guards who hated having to see you locked up like that. To say she was furious was an understatement, as she had the guard in question tortured until they finally gave up your last known location: the woods near the palace.

She immediately set off after you, wanting to be the one to find you herself so she could have the pleasure of punishing you for your misdeeds, and once she did, let's just say she wasn't too kind.

"Well, well, well. Look who we have here." You freeze, having been caught by Regina trying to climb up a tree as a means of escape. Before you could say anything, the branches from that very tree latched itself around your torso and limbs, bringing you down to face the Evil Queen herself. "So, you think you can run away with the help from one of your little friends, and I won't notice? You think I wouldn't find you, hm? Think I'm too stupid to know where to look?" "I- n- no, that's not it at all- please, please just let me go-" you begged, tears forming in your eyes as you wondered what sort of things she had in store for you. "Let you go?" She tilted her head while staring at you menacingly. "Now, why on earth would I ever do that?" As she's speaking, you can feel one of the branches from the tree start to rub against your crotch, and you let out a surprised gasp, flailing around as you tried to break free from its hold, but it was no use. It fact, the more you tried to escape it, the more it tightened its grip, clearly under one of the queen's powerful spells. "N- no, no- I- I don't want this- please, free me-" Tears began streaming down your face as you pleaded with Regina, and she stepped towards you, a fake pout on her face. "Aw, you don't want this, my pet?" She asked in a mocking tone. "Well, that's too bad, because I do." The branch between your legs began rubbing against you in a much harsher way when Regina took another step closer, grabbing your chin roughly as she smirked at you. "Oh, you poor thing. Look at you, so pathetic," she cooed, her gentle tone an obvious contrast from everything else that was happening to you in the moment. "Please- pl- please-" you begged once more, but at this point you were unsure of what you wanted, a fire lit deep within you as you began moving your hips against the branch, trying to keep in time with its thrusts. "'Please', what, sweetheart?" She asked in a teasing way, her hand moving from your chin down to your neck before resting on your breastbone. "It sounds to me like you're enjoying what's happening to you." "N- no, I'm not, I- I just-" You felt something other than a branch move against you, something that felt like, for lack of better words, pure magic. It teased your needy hole before plunging up in you, causing you to let out a sound that was something between a shriek and a moan. Regina was relentless with her magic, using it to (pretty roughly) get you off, her eyes never once leaving your face, which you felt burning up from the embarrassment of both what was happening and how much you were enjoying it. Due to the fast and harsh pace of the thrusting, from both her magic and the tree's branch, you came rather quick, your already heightened senses being overstimulated when neither one stopped, even after you'd already cum. Finally, after what felt like decades later, both came to a halt, and you were let go of completely, the physical magic exiting your aching hole as you were unpromptedly dropped by the branches, landing on the dirty ground beneath you. You were exhausted from being overworked sexually, and the fall from the tree to the forest floor certainly didn't help. What made it even worse was when you remembered why you were there in the first place, a sadistic laugh piercing the otherwise quiet forest from the queen above you. "Oh, I wouldn't spend a long time resting down there, pet. After all, we're just getting started. And if you think that was all it took to satisfy my anger, you're dead wrong."

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sergeantbarnessdoll · 5 days

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Take a Break » Jefferson/Mad Hatter

Pairings: Husband!Jefferson x Wife/Teacher!Reader

Summary: Jefferson convinces his wife to take a break from grading papers.

Warnings: Smut (18+), language, dirty talk, kissing, hickeys, fingering, f receiving, unprotected sex, praise kink, aftercare, use of pet names

Written on my phone. I’m sorry for any mistakes and typos.

Header made by @buckys-wintersoldier

GIF IS NOT MINE! Credit goes to the creators.

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!🔞

“Sweetheart…” Jefferson’s voice softly echoed through yours and his home office, leaning against the doorframe.

“Now’s not a good time, Jefferson.” You say, not looking up from the stack of papers in front of you.

Jefferson sighed and pushed himself off the doorframe and walked in the office, closing and locking the door behind him before approaching the desk. He leaned down, kissing along your neck and shoulder, his teeth nipping on your skin hard enough to mark you up. You bit your bottom lip and tilted your head to the side to give him more access.

“Jefferson…” You breathed.

“You need to take a break, darling. You’ve been grading papers all evening.” He says in almost a whisper in your ear.

You opened your mouth to say something, but a gasp left your lips when you felt Jefferson’s hand disappear inside of your blouse and into your bra, gently squeezing one of your breasts. Your eyes fluttered shut and you melted into his touch. You felt your panties dampen.

“Jefferson, Grace is home.” You say.

“She’s spending the night at a friend’s house. We have the whole house to ourselves, honey.” He says.

He took his hand out of your blouse and began to unbutton it while his other hand disappeared underneath your skirt, rubbing your clit through your wet panties. You moved your hips against his hand, wanting more.

“You want more, sweetheart?” Jefferson asks huskily.

“Yes please!” You begged.

Jefferson pulled you up from the chair and pushed it aside. He turned you around and kissed you hungrily. He pushed your blouse off your shoulders, letting it fall it the floor. One of his hands expertly unclasped your bra. He pulled your skirt down your legs, letting it pool around your feet. You stepped out of it, kicking it to the side. His hand slid down your stomach and into your wet panties. His fingers rubbing from your clit to your tight entrance causing your pussy to clench around nothing.

“Jefferson, please…” You begged.

“Bend over the desk and spread your legs for me, darling.” He whispers in your ear.

You obeyed his orders, bending over the desk and spreading your legs and gave him a perfect view of your wet pussy, waiting for your husband to make the next move. He placed kisses along your spine before getting on his knees behind you. His hands grasped your thighs, placing kisses on them, making his way up to your pussy.

“I’m gonna make you feel so good, sweetheart that the only thing on your mind is me, your husband.” He says.

Your hands grasped onto the edge of the desk when his lips latched onto your clit, his tongue circling it. Your mouth fell open, moans of his name leaving your lips.

“Jefferson…” You gasped. “Oh yes!” You moaned.

His finger circled your entrance before sliding it inside of you causing your hands to grip the desk tighter.

“Oh fuck!” You moaned.

He move his finger at a decent pace while his tongue continued to flick your clit. His other hand snaked up your body, blindly finding it’s way to one of your breasts. His thumb and index finger pinched your nipple causing your cunt to clench around his finger at the sensation. Jefferson slid a second finger inside of you. Your jaw dropped, breathy moans leaving your lips. Your nails dug into the wood of the desk as his fingers and tongue fucked you.

“Yes! Oh fuck yes!” You moaned loudly when his fingers hit your sweet spot.

His tongue moved faster against your clit. His fingers moved faster, continuing to hit your sweet spot. He pinched your nipple again, this time a little hard which triggered your orgasm to start building up.

“Oh baby! I’m almost there!” You moaned.

“Give it to me, darling. Cum for me.” He says huskily.

His fingers pinched your nipple one more time before you came on his face and fingers. His fingers and tongue fucked you through your orgasm. Jefferson took his fingers out of your pussy and his lips off your clit. You leaned against the desk, catching your breath. Meanwhile, Jefferson was stripping himself out of his clothes. He hovered over you, turning your head to the side to kiss your lips.

“You’re being such a good girl for me.” Jefferson praises. “I think you deserve more. What you think, darling?” He asks softly.

“Mmm yes, I do.” You hummed in response.

Jefferson pumped his cock in his hand a couple times before lining it at your tight entrance, slowly sliding it inside of you, inch by inch. He turned your head again, kissing you once more when his cock was deep inside of you. His hands grasped your hips when he started thrusting. His thrusts were fast and loving.

“Always so fucking tight.” Jefferson moans, tilting his head back.

You felt every vein of his cock rubbing along your walls. Your hands gripped the edge of the desk tighter. His hands left your hips and slid up the front of your body, helping you stand up straight, your back against the front of his body. One of your hands continued to grip the edge of the desk while your other one found its way to his hair, your fingers tugging on it. His hands roamed your body, cupping your breasts and gave them a squeeze. A moan left your lips and your back arched off his body.

“Jefferson…” You moaned, your jaw dropping and your eyes fluttering shut.

Jefferson always takes your pleasure seriously, especially when you’ve been working hard and you deserve something for it.

“How are you feeling now, sweetheart?” Jefferson asks almost in a whisper.

“Amazing!” You gasped. “More!” You begged. “I want more!” You tell him.

“I’ll give you everything you want, my darling.” He says.

He didn’t just that. One of his hands snaked down the front of your body, stopping on your clit and began rubbing it in circles. A tingle went through your body when you felt the cool metal of his ring against your clit. One of your hands grasps Jefferson’s wrist to keep his hand in place. His fingers applied more pressure on your clit as he was rubbing it. A moan of his name left your lips. You arched your back in pleasure, pressing your breast more in his hand. Your head was against his shoulder. Your cunt clenched around his cock, feeling your orgasm building up.

“I know you’re close, sweetheart.” Jefferson says in your ear. “I know you’re on the edge. Cum for me.” He almost whispers, kissing your neck.

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head and your jaw dropped, a moan of his name left your lips as you came. Jefferson fucked you through your orgasm, getting closer to his own orgasm. His thrusts got sloppy momentarily, but quickly regained it. A moan, followed by a curse word left his lips as he came inside of you, painting your walls. He laid his forehead against your shoulder as his thrusts came to a halt. You two stood there for a moment, catching your breath. Jefferson pulled out of you and turned you around, holding you in his arms so you didn’t fall due to how wobbly your legs are at the moment.

“Feel better, honey?” Jefferson asks, kissing your lips sweetly.

“Mmm, much better. Thank you, baby.” You say against his lips.

“Let’s get you cleaned up and to bed.” He says.

Let’s just say that grading papers was the last thing on your mind for the night.

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-Bucky’s Doll

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neverland93 · 1 year

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Peter Pan imagine/ Villain

You and Peter are deep in the woods having a conversation and things get heated …

“My fault , I forgot you were fragile.” Peter said with such an attitude

“Excuse me?!” You almost yelled

“I forgot someone who doesn’t even know me says I’m an asshole.” He folded his arms

“You’re referring to my sister?” You asked

He shook his head yes with such anger

“So funny how someone can be such judgmental but I’m the villain.” He says mad

“Peter you know Emma just wants what’s best for me , and she just wants me to stay in storybrook with her and the others.” You say

“You know you think she’d forget I’m the better choice for you.” He says

“Oh yeah?” You smile “How so?” You say

“You’re happier with me, I spread positivity. “ he leans on a tree

You giggle

“Peter I’m sure it has nothing to do with you.” You say reassuring him

“Oh I know it’s not , it’s self hatred.” He says

“What do you mean?” You ask

“”Y/n your sister hates me, and hatred comes from people who hate their own existence.” He says

“That’s not true.” You say with a little offensive tone

“Maybe in better off alone if you agree with her.” He says

“That’s not what I meant I’m just saying you should give her a break.” You walk towards him

Peter walks to you , lifting up your chin, looks into your eyes and smiles in such a wicked way

“It’s fine Y/n I’ll be the villain, because hero’s, let me tell you something about hero’s. A hero will sacrifice you for the great or good, but since I am a villain, I have no heart, therefore… I will burn this world for you.” He whispered in your ear.

He walks away leaving you speechless.

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shelbgrey · 3 months

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Hi, I saw you were taking requests for once upon a time, can a I request this prompt “You saw the good in me when no one else did...so thank you” with August and maybe some smut? Thank you!

Hidden secrets(August Booth)

Paring: August Booth x Hopper!Reader, Archie Hopper x Daughter!Reader

Summary: august has been writing all day and his girlfriend wants his attention prompt: 1.9) “You saw the good in me when no one else did...so thank you”

AU! Where Gepetto finds out Archie was involved with his parents death and hasn't forgiven Archie since. August and y/n have to keep their relationship a secret because of their feuding fathers.

Warrings: SMUT! Teasing, Dry humping, slight hand job, female reader, unprotected sex, slight dirty talk?

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“dad, I'm going out” I said, peaking my head into his office. Pongo sat up from his bed next to mu dad's desk and greeted me with a nudge of his black nose and his waging tail. My dad looked up from the file he was reading and smiled.

“where are you going if you don't mind me asking?” my father asked kindly. That was the problem, he was too kind and it killed me to lie to him. The secret keeping wasn't exactly his fault, he hated the on going feud just as much as August and I did.

It was bad enough my dad still felt guilty about Gepetto's parents and when the secret was revealed he tunred on my father then making me and August Storybrooke's very own Romeo and Juliette, which sucks beacuse I hate Shakespeare. I'm sure my father would be supportive, because he's nothing less than loyal and kind, but me and August both agreed to keep our love a secret.

“going out with Ruby” I quickly lied which ment I'd have to shoot her a text, asking her to cover my ass. My dad nodded and waved good bye. “okay, love you Bug”

“love you too” I said and quickly left to meet up with August.

We met up at the toll bridge like we always did. “hey, beautiful” August smirked and handed me the spare helmet beofer claiming on the back of his motorcycle. The helmet I wore covered my face completely, it was a safety thing and he never let me get on the back of his bike without it. But if I was on the back of it no one in Storybrooke knew who I was and trust me the people of Storybrooke wanted to know who August was riding around town with.

No one knew about us except Ruby and Emma. Ruby knew because she was my best friend and I'd never lie to her and emma just found out by mistake, she had walked in on us one time because August forgot to lock the door to his place.

It didn't matter that there was nothing to do in town, it was nice just to hold on to him as we road around Storybrooke on his bike. With the helmets on we were just a couple without any worries, and we didn't have to deal with our his father.

We made a few laps around town then went threw the woods once before getting some food at Granny's. We could go in there and no one would question it, we got our usual spot which was in the very back and ate before heading back to his place to relax.

--------(3rd pov)--------

Later that afternoon August and y/n retired to his apartment to relax and so August could do some writing. The clacking of a typewriter filled August's ears as he concentrated on the story he was working on. His girlfriend of two years sighed as she layed on the bed they shared. It felt cold without him and the lazy day turned into something that dragged. Y/n tossed around in bed a bit before rolling on her stomach and watched August typing away on the typewriter he refused to replace with a computer. “Auggie?”

without looking up he spoke in a tone that said u. Wasn't fully listening. “Yes, Sweetheart?”

Y/n silently rolled out of bed and walked to where his desk stood on the other side of their bedroom. She stood behind the chair he was setting in and ran her hand through his wavy hair then kissed the side of his forehead. “Are you almost done?”

He looks up and sees her behind him. He smiles. "Not even halfway, darling.”

She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, hugging him from behind as she placed gentle kisses on his scruffy jaw. “But I'm so bored without you”

a grin spreads across his face. “Oh, you're bored?”

Without thinking, he scooted his chair away from the desk to wrap his arms around her and pulled her down to his lap with a smirk. She got comfortable in his lap, facing him with her legs dangling off the sides of the chair as I straddled his lap. August scooted his chair back to its original place and got back to work, resting his chin on her shoulder so he could continue writing.

his fingers move over the keys as he continues writing, now feeling the warmth of her body against his “I'll let you sit on my lap if you behave”

Y/n shifted in his lap, making sure to brush up against the sensitive area between his legs. She rested her head against his chest, pretending she didn't know what she just did. “I'll behave…”

August bites his lip as he hears her innocent sounding voice as his cheeks slowly turn red. "You better behave…” he leaned forward and continued to type.

She shifted slightly again, purposely grinding against him. August couldn't concentrate on his typing, the warmth between his legs growing increasingly uncomfortable and yet, he couldn't help but enjoy the feeling. His chest rose and fell in tandem with her breaths as he tried to ignore the distraction.

Her soft moans filled his ears, feeling him starting to grow harder. The roughness of his jeans provided a small amount of friction against her short-shorts covered core. Placing his hands on her hips to keep her still, he leaned in close, letting out a low growl "You're going to be in trouble if you keep that up…”

“Sorry... Just trying to get 'comfortable'” she teased, hiding her face in his neck.

August's heart races as her soft breath fanned across his neck. He tries to ignore the growing bulge in his pants, focusing on the story he's telling. His fingers started to fly over the keys, the snapping of the keys getting louder and more aggressive as he got lost in the rhythm of their dance.

August grew harder against her, his erection twitched against where she needed him most, the only thing keeping them apart was her shorts and his jeans. The arousal between them grew as she gripped his t-shirt in her fists, her arousal soaking through her shorts onto his jeans.

August let out a groan as he felt the wetness seeping through his jeans. His fingers falter slightly on the keyboard, but he grits his teeth stubbornly and keeps typing. I smirked, knowing he wasn't gonna give up easily. She kissed his jaw instead of grinded against him.

August shivers at the touch of her lips on his skin. His fingers continue to fly over the keyboard, but his mind is no longer focused on the story he's telling. All he can think about is her body and how much he wants her “you're making this extremely difficult for me…”

“Just trying to give you... Emotional support” she teased as she nipped down his jaw and continued to grinded against him again. The wet patch on his jeans grew bigger. Her breathing quickens as her core ached for him. August groans again as he feels her plush lips on his skin, her body pressing against his. He tries to maintain control, but it's becoming increasingly difficult. He can feel the bulge in his pants growing harder by the second. “you'll be giving me something else if you aren't careful…”

Y/n nipped at the skin under his ear then whispered, “like what?” she grinded against the sensitive area between his legs.

August growls low in his throat, feeling the wetness against the fly of his jeans. He can't help but arch his back into the sensation, stopping his writing momentarily to hold her hips in place as he arched up into hers. She moaned as he arched his back, the zipper of his jeans pressed against her clothed clit.

August bites his lip, feeling the need to give in to the desire building within him. He turned to face her, a hungry look in his eyes. She moaned, got desperate as she moved her hips faster.

August's hands find her waist, pulling her closer to him as he crushes his lips against hers for a brushing, hungry kiss. His tongue sweeps into her mouth, tasting her fully as he pushes his rigid length against the fabric of her shorts.

She moaned against his lips, their tongues fought for the dominance he easily won. She tugged at his hair as their hips grinded against each other, making her grow wetter. As their mouths collided, a wave of heat rushed through him. He deepened the kiss, teasing her tongue with his own. She moaned against his lips, tugging at his hair. August groaned at the sensation as his hand snaked under her shirt, tracing a light pattern over your stomach. "You're making this awfully hard,”

“I could tell” she joked, pulling away from the kiss to look down at his erection pressing against his jeans.

August chuckled softly, his eyes never leaving hers as he reached down to unbuckle his belt and unzipped his jeans. "I'm going to need some help with that," he murmured, taking hold of her hand and guiding it towards his hard length. "Touch me.”

Y/n's heart pounded as she stared into his blue eyes and slowly started to stroke him. His eyes fluttered shut as he tilted back. He let out a low groan as she stroked him, a look of pure lust and desire etched on his features. His breathing grew shallow and his body tensed, his hips jerking slightly in response to her touch.

She pressed her lips against his, her tongue danced with his. The feeling of her lips on his, the taste of her mouth mixed with his own was intoxicating. He groaned against her lips as she continued to stroke him, his hips bucking against her hand in an unconscious response to the pleasure she waw giving him "Fuck,”

Y/n teasingly rubbed her thumb over his leaking tip. His eyes grew wide as and his breath hitched as she teasingly rubbed his leaking tip. He couldn't contain a deep moan, his body shuddering with the effort to keep still "Jesus, baby," he gasped, his voice rough and husky.

She slammed her lips against his for a rough kiss then pulled away. “W-we should go to the bed" y/n whispered against his ear as she continued to jerk him off. He was still in his chair and she was in his lap still.

He nodded, gripping her tighter as he stood up. He kicked the chair aside and carried her to the bed, his heart pounding with excitement and anticipation "God, you're so fucking beautiful,”

He dropped her onto the bed, making her slightly bounce as he climbed on top of her. His pupils were blown with lust, leaving very little blue showing in his eyes. Their eyes locked as she teasingly reached for his cock and stroked him again as he placed his hands on the bed, holding himself over her.

August groaned deeply, his hips jerking involuntarily in response to her touch. His eyes never left hers, the intensity of their gaze mirroring the fire burning within him. "Fuck, baby... I need you so bad,"

Her thighs clinched together at the noises he was making, rubbing her thighs together for some sorta friction and started stroking him faster.

August gritted his teeth, his fingers digging into the sheets as she stroked him faster. He lowered his head, kissing her hungrily, his tongue sweeping into her mouth once more. The sight of her thighs rubbing together was driving him wild. She matched his hungry pace, kissing him and tangling her tongue with his. The grip she held on his cock tightened only slightly as she continued to stroke his leaking tip with her thumb making, His hips bucked violently. His muscles tense as he fought to maintain control. He groaned, his breath hot and ragged against her skin. "Fuck, baby... I can't wait much longer.”

She stroked him faster as she buried her face into his neck, nipping and kissing his neck.

He groaned deeply, his body trembling with the effort to maintain control. "Take off your shorts," he commanded, his hands tightening on her hips. "I need to be inside you now.”

As she let go of his cock, he sat back on his knees at the end of the bed as she frantically tried to pull her shorts down. His cock twitched in anticipation. As soon as they were down around her ankles, he grabbed her hips, pushing her back onto the bed, positioning himself at her entrance.

Y/n moaned as her back hit the bed with some force. Her hands racked into his hair, tugging desperately as his tip rub up against her aching core “A-August”

"Relax, baby," he murmured, his voice rough and low. He dragged his tip down her folds, teasing her.

He chuckled darkly against her neck as he continued to tease y/n like she did to him. “P-please stop teasing” she panted.

August smirked and finally pushed inside her, filling her up in one swift motion. He groaned deeply, his hips meeting y/n's as he began to thrust slowly. “So tight…” he growled against her earlobe.

Y/n let out a loud moan, throwing her head back against the pillow as he stretched her out. August picked up the pace, his hips slapping against hers as he took her hard and fast. His free hand gripped her hip tightly, holding her down while he claimed every inch of her body. “You feel so good…”he panted, his cock throbbing inside her.

Y/n dug her nails into his back and wrapped her legs around his waist as a desperate attempt to hold on as he moved harder and faster. I moaned and whimpered his name as the bed creaked and moved under their movements.

"Fuck..." August groaned, his hips slamming against hers as he lost control. His cock pounded deep inside her, claiming her body as his own. The room was filled with the sounds of their passionate lovemaking and creaking of the bed moving under them.

“A-August!” y/n moaned out as he thrusted into her, hitting her g-spot with force over and over.

"That's it, baby," he growled against her neck as he pounded into her, his hips meeting hers with each thrust as his grip tightened. He pulling her closer, claiming her completely. “You're mine…”

“I'm yours!” y/n moaned.

"fuck yes," he growled, his lips brushing against her neck. His thrusts became harder and faster, his body trembling with the effort to hold back his impending orgasm. Y/n’s moans fueled his passion, driving him to greater heights of desire.

She felt a tight knot forming her stomach, making her heart pounded as she tightened around him every time his tip hit her g-spot. Y/n gripped his shoulders, moaning louder “I'm c-close”

"Cum for me, baby," he groaned, his hips slamming against hers as he thrust deeper and harder. His cock throbbed inside her, seeking release from the intense pleasure coursing through his body.

with one last thrust the knot snapped, triggering her climax. Her head fell back in pleasure as she came hard on his cock “August!”

August let out a hoarse cry, his body trembling as he felt her tighten around him. He thrust one last time, feeling her clench around him as he released himself inside her.

“Mmm…” y/n hummed softly and lovingly as she gently ran her fingers through his messy hair.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered before pressing his lips against her in a slow, passionate kiss. Y/n blushed and kissed him back softly. She moaned against his lips as he slowly pulled out. August let out a soft moan, his cock throbbing from the pleasure. He leaned down to kiss her softly, his eyes locked with her e/c ones. “I love you” he whispered, his voice hoarse with desire.

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“there you are, where were you, My boy?” my father asked as I walked I to his shop early the next morning. My heart pounded against my chest when he asked my that, I knew I was supposed to remain truthful and selfless if I wanted to remain human. Hell, if I was still a hunck off wood my nose would be a mile long by now. Is it really selfish if I'm protecting y/n? And I'm not lying when I tell my father I was home all night.

“just at my apartment... Doing some writing” still technically not a lie... I was writing untill y/n districted me. I looked into my father's eyes and I knew he could tell I was hiding something. “I know when your lying, your nose may not grow anymore but I see the other signs”

I sighed, taking off my leather jacket and throwing it on the chair that sat in the corner of my father's work shop. “I'm telling you the truth Papa, I was at home”

“with whom, Son?” he pushed. Just out of instincted I reached up and scratched my twitching nose. It's stupid I have to remind myself I'm human and not some wooden lie detector. “you were with her again... Weren't you?”

I sighed and faced my father with pleading eyes. “yes! Yes I was with y/n... Papa whatever beef you have with Jiminy doesn't involve her or me” I stared at him from acrossed his work table, the frustration and emotions I felt since day one of my relationship boiled over. “you want me to be truthfull? Selfless? Well here's to truth, she's the best thing that's ever happened to me and I love everything about her. Her eyes, her smiles, the ways she laughs, everything! Damnit, papa she's the kindest most selfless person in this whole damn town! It would be selfish of me just to keep our relationship a secret”

My father crossed his arms over his chest sighing. He looked down for just a moment before looking back up at me. “I've been the selfish one, I didn't relize the grudge I held effected not only your life but y/n. I'm truly greatful your heart is full of love and not hate like mine is. If you truly love y/n, then I won't get in your way. If anyone deserves a happy ending it's you, my son”

I was shocked, but relieved at the same time. A big smile few acrossed my face and I hugged my father, greatful he was so excepting.

Later that night I stayed up in the shop, working on a wooden jewelry box for y/n. The quiet was getting to me so I called y/n, putting my phone on speaker phone so I could sand the wood and talk to my Love.

“Hey!” her beautiful voice said.

I smiled, wishing I could see her instead of just hearing her. “hey, beautiful”

“what's up? It's late” she asked concerned. Yeah it was late, but it was nothing new for y/n to stay up so late. She was probably reading.

She was the one person I can't nor won't lie too, so I quickly cut to the chase, not wanting to worry her by beating around the bush. “my papa found out about us...or I told him” I spoke softly.

“I know you don't like lying to him... How did he take it?”

I smiled even though she couldn't see it. “well, I guess we're pretty damn lucky because he said as long as we love each he won't get in the way”

“that's great!”

I smiled softly, then there was a beat of silence between both ends of the phone. It felt like a breath of fresh air not having to hide anymore. There's no amout of words that could express my love for this woman. I don't know how I got so lucky. “hey, sweetheart?”

“yeah?” she asked softly.

“You saw the good in me when no one else did...so thank you” I smiled softly.

“I love you... You'll always be a hero in my eyes. I'm glad we don't have to hide anymore”

“me too... And I love you too” I smiled, I loved her more than ever and how didn't have be a hidden secret.

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cissyenthusiast010155 · 6 months

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Regina Mills Masterlist

Mommy… Master List

Approach at your own risk… smut =* extra smutty =**

One Shots

Regina Mills Appearance Appreciation

Chocking Kink with Regina Mills*

Fisting Fetish with Regina Mills*

Things Happen When She’s Bored ~Daddy!Regina Mills xFem Reader ~Holiday Bingo*

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phaticserpent · 2 years

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I love all the Peter Pan things you write. What if Peter and the reader were ehm "Up to fun stuff" And Pan forgot to soundproof his treehouse while he was having Y/N. The next day all the lost boys are acting weird and a few of the older ones are occasionally chuckle like assholes and Felix finally tells Peter that they heard everything.

Aw thank you! I hope to get to more, but at the moment I'm busy with college :,) but enjoy!

Warning: suggestive, smut (just a little)

You watched as the night die down, small chatter still lingering as you started towards your own tent. Though, a hand reached out to pull you flush against them. You yelped as you found yourself facing Pan, who just shot you his signature grin.

"Pan –"

"Shhh" He hushed, pulling you in for a kiss. Your body melted against his and you reached out to grab onto the back of his head, tugging his hair gently. Pan groaned against your lips, his kiss trailing down to your jawline before pulling away. "Did you forget what I promised?" He whispered softly against the shell of your ear, and you felt your legs weaken. Pan took your hand and slowly guided you back to his tree house. He carried you to the bed, letting you down onto the soft mattress as his lips kissed your neck and collarbone.

"Please–"

Pan chuckled, "love, I'm not doing anything and you're already begging?" He kissed your lips before pulling back. "I have to set the spell." Pan didn't even get a chance to start the protection, as you discarded your shirt. Transfixed and hypnotized, he pulled you closer to him as he passionately pressed his lips to yours.

You gasped for air while Pan kissed your nipples, his grip on your waist growing tighter. "Pan......god–" you whined.

"You're so beautiful." He groaned. Placing a kiss on the pulse point of your neck as he pulled off your undergarments. Throughout the night, completely succumbed to bliss, Pan had forgotten about the spell. Leaving the lost boys disturbed.

The next morning, you pressed yourself closer to Pan, yearning for that warmth. His arms wrapped around your figure as he buried his face against your chest.

"Good morning." You mumbled, kissing the top of his head. Pan hummed as he looked up, and you could see in his eyes the sleepiness.

" 'morning." He chuckled. His voice was husk and raspy from the night before. Pushing himself up to press his lips to yours. And you two stayed comfortably until you could hear the lost boys and their chatter rise. The both of you got dressed and joined with the others. When you got down, the atmosphere immediately shifted. Some lost boys looked uncomfortable and shy, while others couldn't stop chuckling. And some didn't look bothered. So you followed after Pan, where Felix was standing idly by. Upon seeing the two of you, Felix stiffened but nodded his head.

"Morning."

"Good morning Felix." You smiled. He smiled softly. The two were busy discussing the day and their plans, while you searched for Devin. You found him with his usual group.

"Morning (Y/N)." Devin nodded. His other friends started chuckling, but it was short as they masked it was a cough. "Don't mind them."

"Good morning Devin." You smiled. "Did everyone sleep well?" At that question, his face flushed.

"Uh yeah! Just a couple of snore-ers....you know how it is." Devin chuckled. "Just an island full of boys and one girl." He let out a nervous laugh as you raised an eyebrow.

"Devin what–"

"Oh, I just realized I have....breakfast duty." He exclaimed and shot you an apologetic look before leaving. Thus leaving you with his group of friends, who you are somewhat acquainted with.

"Uh...how did you sleep?" James asked you. The others erupted into a fit of giggles but you smiled at James.

"I actually slept really well. Thank you for asking." You shot daggers at the other lost boys who were laughing. James just nodded at you and he was about to say something, when Pan's sudden announcement for the day's plans interrupted you both. As the other lost boys drifted away and as you were about to take off, Pan took ahold of your hand.

"Love wait," He whispered. You met his gaze as he raised an eyrbrow. "You're not gonna give me a kiss goodbye?" He let out a chuckle as you teasingly rolled your eyes.

"For God's sake Pan." You breathed out. While he was laughing, you grabbed the collar of his shirt to pull him in for a kiss. "Satisifed?"

"No." He breathed before going in for a second. The entire day was confusing for you, some glances were shot in your direction, and some boys came up to pat your back – either offering 'congratulations' or 'good luck'. Which made you confused but you would take that over any type of teasing. Of course, it wouldn't stop them from giggling like a group of gossiping girls. So when dinnertime arrived, you eagerly joined Pan's side. The atmosphere shifted again and there were a few chuckles and giggles when they saw you two together. You ignored it but Pan caught on and slyly glanced at Felix, who ignored Pan's gaze. "Did something happen?" He asked you.

"Hm? Oh, no." You dismissed with a short lie. He stared at you. "It's nothing."

"Nothing?"

"I don't know why they're acting like that either." You admitted. As Pan stood up to approach the situation, Felix stepped in.

".....some of the lost boys had trouble sleeping last night," Felix started but he couldn't meet your gazes. "We heard you two." Instantly, your face reddened and Pan froze.

"Oh. Oh." You squeezed out from embarrassment.

"I'm going to make sure they forget." He sighed. You stood to the side as you watched Pan exert all the power he had to cast a forgetting-spell on the lost boys. Once the spell was complete, Pan leaned against you as you gently held him up.

"You didn't have to."

"Only I get to hear you."

"Then, make sure to sound-proof the tree house before."

"You were distracting!" Pan protested.

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demonicbaby666 · 6 months

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mommy!regina x reader w a dumbification kink 🥺👉👈

Mama's Girl

Kinktober 2023 | Once Upon a Time Masterlist | Masterlists

Fandom: Once Upon a Time

Pairing: Regina Mills x fem!Reader

Genre: Smut

Words: 1.4k+

Warnings: 18+, minors DNI, light bondage, strap-on use (r!receiving), dumbification, bit of overstimulation, mommy kink, praise.

A/n: I have never written dumbification before so I hope I did not disappoint... Anyways, enjoy!

"It hurts, Mommy," you whine, tugging at the tight rope around your wrist.

"Shhhh," the brunette coos, "I know what's best for you, baby. You know I'll take care of you."

The silicone tip of her cock pushes deeper inside you, and the ardent need to cover her full breasts in your palms has you clasping and unclasping your hands at empty space. The size of her thick strap feels like it's tearing you open, and though it's painful, the tinge of pleasure that comes with bulging faux-textured veins skirting along your tender walls has you throwing your head back into soft cotton pillows.

Regina's name leaves your parted, quivering lips in a drawled moan, ending with a short burst-out cry when she thrusts the rest of her length inside. She's all you know in this moment, all you feel, and it's pure and utter bliss. Your pussy clenches around her, moulding and accommodating to the new-found fullness you're having the pleasure of experiencing. It burns in the best of ways, and you're in dire need of some sort of movement to settle the blinding urge to fuck yourself on the older woman's length.

"Does my baby need something?" Regina smiles brightly at the timid nod she receives but does nothing to alleviate the coiling in your stomach, "Can you use your big girl words and tell me what you want?"

A brief moment passes, and you take this time to look into chestnut eyes. There is a darkness and wanting to be held within the rings of brown, but also patience and understanding. Courage builds from not only knowing but seeing the mayor wants nothing more than to take care of you, so you finally find it within yourself to answer, "I need mommy to make me cum," you whisper, to your chagrin, with a jutted bottom lip and a wimpish fluttering of your eyelids.

Her teeth are exposed as she grins from cheek to cheek, and you can't help but feel your chest rise and the beginnings of a contented smile tug at the corner of your lips. Nothing quite resembles the gratification that comes from being Regina's good girl.

The weight of her body shifts above you as the brunette bends her elbows and lowers herself down to place feather-light kisses all over your face, "You're such a good girl," she praises sweetly.

It's an intimate moment with her smile fierce, prying small giggles from you with her light pecks. That is until she finds your lips. The coddling comes to a swift end as Regina's tongue traces the interior of your mouth, and her hips pick up a steadfast rhythm.

Hard as it is to reciprocate and meet the adventurous swirling muscle, you try. What starts as a somewhat controlled kiss morphs into something messy and crazed, but neither of you seems to mind.

A hand cradles the back of your neck, fingers twirl and play with tangled knots of baby hairs as a series of kisses place the older woman snug in your neck. Each rushed kiss is matched with a hard thrust, and you can feel the pride radiate in Regina's fervour as your head falls back into soft pillows, and she is free to mark her pretty girl's neck as hers.

There's a sense of urgency that steadily creeps into your stomach and sets your hips exponentially rocking in tandem with the jackhammering of Regina's. Her hardened nipples are brushing against your ribs, and it's painstaking having them so close yet so far away from your grasp. You've been kept from touching the older woman this whole evening, and it has been hell.

'Mommy wants to look after you, baby' is what she'd said, but you want the chance to run your hands all over olive skin and massage the doughy expanse of perky breasts.

Despite knowing nothing will come of it, you wrangle with your restraints and beg them to uncoil. It burns as you twist and pull, and accidentally, you let a pained hiss free. Ever attentive, Regina hears and slows down to a halt.

"Don't stop," you beg, offering your best pout, "Please."

"You'll hurt yourself, dear," Regina tutts and scowls at the reddening marks forming over your wrists, "Do you promise to stop being silly by hurting yourself if I continue?"

You solemnly nod and advert your eyes away in shame.

Sensing your discomfort, the older woman places a finger under your chin and forces you to meet her soft gaze, "Use your words, darling." she calmly instructs, lowering her lips to kiss and nib at your neck.

"I promise to stop being silly if you fuck me with your big cock, Mommy," you moan as she descends to nimbly suck on a pert nipple.

Regina smirks against your breast, sits up, and grips tightly to the backs of your thighs. She pushes them forward until the pads of your knees almost touch the sides of your breasts. There isn't enough time to miss the blanketed feel of her upper body upon yours because instantly, the brunette uses her new position to fuck into you unrelentingly fast.

There's no way to tell whether you're screaming out in relief or from the uproar of pleasure surging and pulsing through every single inch of your body. Your toes curl, your stomach muscles tighten, and your legs tremble. Differentiating where you begin and where Regina starts is hopeless; you're inextricably linked as she repeatedly pounds into you.

Her cock, in this new position, slides perfectly along your g-spot. Bouts of electrical currents run a muck with each thrust, and if the slopping sounds of your wet cunt aren't enough to go by, the high-pitched sobs you're unwillingly letting out inform Regina you're already so close.

Wisps of chestnut flyaways sway back and forth as Regina redoubles her efforts. Her bottom lip wedges itself between her teeth, and you can see just where the prominent vein in her head is bulging from effort.

Your whole body is stubborn in continuing to tremble. The sheer might of senses bursting with life is explosive and leads you to fictitiously and wholeheartedly believe the world around you is only now coming fully into focus.

You can feel drops of sweat trickle between the margins of your breasts and merge with others, forming beads of exertion to canopy the full expanse of your heated skin.

You can smell the air, permeated with salt, faint hints of expensive perfume hidden under the musky aroma of sex.

You can taste tasteless lipstick residue over your tongue - waxy and slippery.

You can see Regina above you, beautiful, ethereal and goddess-like, her hips skilfully rucking back and forth as she rocks the bed with each forceful thrust into you.

You can hear the bed creek and the frame fighting to withstand the sheer mass of the brunette's need to make this the most powerful orgasm you have ever experienced.

"Cum for mommy, princess." Regina breathily grunts, each word broken by a harsh thrust of her cock fucking into you, "Make a mess all over mommy's cock."

Her heavy breathing mingles with your own, and a series of filthy moans, grunts and whimpers are exchanged. Regina lets go of the headboard with one hand and rests her palm flat over your sex. Her thumb moves to cover your throbbing clit, and with both haste and gentleness, she circles the sensitive bud.

"I'm going to cum, mommy, I'm going to cum, mommy!" You chant over and over again until the floodgates burst open with Regina's hips slapping against your ass and the distant sound of you screaming out her name.

With a force so strong it feels as though you may break your spine, your chest springs upwards as scorching flames burst free from the pits of your stomach all the way to the tip of your head. You're being catapulted into the night sky as visions of stars dance around the room.

Regina continues her ministrations till you topple head first into a second preemptive orgasm, and tears are welling in your eyes from the overflowing pleasure surmounting.

Not until your vision clears and you return to your body do you realise you've soaked the sheets underneath you, both in sweat and arousal.

"I'm sorry I made a mess, mommy," you timidly say, shying away from the brunette's gaze.

"It's okay," Regina smirks and kisses down the juncture of your breasts before locking onto you again, a mischievous glint in her eyes, "Looks like I'll have to clean my baby up."

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inlovewithgreta · 1 year

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Reflections — Regina Mills x Fem!Reader

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Synopsis: After getting the weekend to yourselves, you put your bedroom mirror to good use to give yourself a view that you’ve been dying to see.

Warnings: Praise, fingering, mommy kink, etc…

Word Count: 1.8K

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

The weekend was always your favorite part of the week, not only were you free from work but those two and a half glorious days were always child-free.

As of recently, Henry has come up with his own parenting plan. On weekdays he would stay with you and Regina then once the weekend rolled around he would stay over with Emma and Killian.

After certain disputes with Emma died down, Henry took full advantage of the double parenting to ensure everyone got to spend time with him.

He did stay with Mary Margaret and David on occasion but in the wise words of young Henry himself, 'they're too old school'.

It was only a matter of time before Henry got tired of trying to explain to them what a gameboy was and how it worked.

Today however was Friday, which marked the start of a brand new weekend. Everything went the same as usual, take Henry to school, help Regina in the office, grab lunch at Granny's, and last but not least, start spending the entire weekend alone with Regina.

While Regina was dropping Henry off at Emma's, you wanted tonight to be extra special for her.

It's been a while since you got all dolled up just for her and seeing you in her favorite color always made her jaw drop.

Working around the room, lights were turned off, candles were lit, rose petals were scattered, and you were frantically trying to make everything look perfect.

Although, all that was left was for you to slip on a little black dress but the second you saw your reflection in the mirror it's like you were caught in a daze.

The soft reflections from the candlelight had your skin looking like smooth silk. . .

And sheer red lace that barely covered your body seemed to hug in all the right places. . .

Your hands couldn't help but glide down the sides of your body before making their way around the back. With a slight turn, you watched as your hands slid down past the straps of your thong and admired the way it accentuated the roundness of your ass.

"Fuck. . ." You heard from an oh-so familiar voice.

You gasp sharply as your head whips towards the doorway to see Regina leaning against the doorframe with her bottom lip tucked between her teeth.

"I thought I was coming home to dinner. . ."

Regina kicks off her heels, instantly making her way towards you.

"But it looks like we're headed straight to dessert."

Her lustful voice got deeper than usual, just before her signature red stained lips collided with yours in a fiery kiss. Hands carefully cupped your cheeks while yours slid to her back in search of the zipper to her dress.

Regina giggles when she feels your fingers fumbling to pull the zipper down.

She walks you towards the bed and gently pushes you down onto the bottom half of the lush mattress.

You lift yourself up on your elbows and watch as she stands between your legs slowly gliding the zipper down.

You couldn't help but admire the way her lightly tanned skin was glowing under the candlelight.

Her dress falls to the floor revealing a matching black lace set that fits her body perfectly. Garters with little bows on them sat tightly against her thighs holding up her sheer black stockings that ended with a pair of black high heels.

Regina steps out of her dress, kicking it to the side, before climbing onto the bed above you.

She straddles your hips and instantly brings her lips back to yours. This time they felt even needier than before. . . more hungry.

Her hands reach around to unclasp your bra, sliding the straps down your shoulders and tossing it randomly behind her.

Breaking free from the kiss, Regina sends small kisses along your jawline and starts making her way down, leaving red lip stains in their wake.

Soft moans escape as she nips at your collarbone before heading straight towards your breasts.

She flicks her tongue over your hardened nipple.

Teeth slightly grazing across the sensitive bud.

"Mmm, mommy. . ." Your voice was just barely above a whisper.

Her dark chocolate eyes snap up to meet yours, caught off guard by the name slip.

She raises an eyebrow and brings her head back up to hover just inches in front of yours. Regina did her best at hiding the smirk begging to show across her face.

"Mommy, eh?" Her thumb swipes across your bottom lip.

"I'm sorry—"

"Don't be sorry," Regina quickly cuts you off.

"I find it rather. . . hot." She chuckles deeply before giving you another kiss on the lips, reassuring you in the best way she can.

You couldn't help the smile that spread across your face.

"You do?" Your bright eyes look into hers lovingly.

"Of course I do! You're just the sweetest little thing. . . call me whatever you like, okay?"

"Okay."

"Good girl. Now, is there anything you'd like mommy to do for you? Any requests while we resume our activities?" Her hand gently stroking your left cheek.

You contemplate for a moment, using your fingers to tuck a stray hair behind her ear. Eyes quickly darted to the mirror that stood behind her.

Regina turns her head to follow your eyes before looking back at you with her other eyebrow raised this time.

"What do you want? Use your words."

"I want—" You take a deep breath as you begin, cheeks glowing red as you're embarrassed by the fact she's making you be so forward. "I want to watch you fuck me in the mirror."

Regina looks taken back at your request, not expecting that sentence to ever come out of you.

"My little Angel doesn't seem to be so innocent anymore. . . I love it." Her nose scrunches as she finishes her sentence and gives you a quick peck before she moves herself to sit next to you with her legs spread.

She pats the empty space between her open legs, Regina now facing the floor length mirror that sat across from the bed.

"Come."

You sit up and take her hand as she helps you climb into her lap, both of your bodies facing the mirror.

She moves your hair behind your back and completely exposes your neck.

Tender eyes meet yours in the reflection.

"Is this what you wanted?" She asks, kissing your neck softly.

"Yes," You shudder when she reaches the spot just below your ear and tilt your head to give her better access.

Her free hand slides all the way down your side to reach your thighs and uses gentle force to spread your legs wider for her to achieve better access.

"Look at you, already so wet and we've barely even started." Regina chuckles at the prominent wet spot against your panties.

You hum when her warm hand reaches your center, playing with you through the thin fabric.

Her free hand slides across your chest to toy with your breasts and slightly pinches your nipple between her fingers.

You lean yourself as close as possible to her. Her breasts pressed heavily against your back.

You watch through the mirror as her fingers tuck beneath your fabric and move it to the side. The cold air hitting you sends a long chill up your spine.

"Open," She demands when she brings two fingers to your lips.

There was almost an immediate response to your mouth opening and Regina slowly sliding them in.

"Now suck for mommy."

You do as you're told and swipe your tongue along the length of her fingers and gently sucking at the tip before she pulls them back out.

Brown eyes scanned your nearly naked body as her now wet fingers slid back down to where it was prominently more wet.

Slim fingers toy at your entrance, almost teasing you along your folds before they easily dip inside.

A small moan slips from your mouth as she fills you. Your eyes watch through the mirror when Regina's lips return their attention to your neck.

She sucks and kisses along your neckline and across your shoulder while her pace steadily grows faster along your cunt.

Heat immediately spreads throughout your body at the pleasure of the slight curve of her fingers along with the subtle pinches against your nipples.

"You like this don't you?" Regina questions.

"You like it when mommy plays with you." She whispers lowly in your ear.

"Yes—God yes."

She watches as your eyes nearly roll to the back of your head at the full curve of her fingers. The different areas getting pleasure was almost too much to bear once she added the palm of her hand to your clit.

Moans of ecstasy filled the dim room around you along with the sounds of her palm gently smacking against your skin.

Expert fingers hit just the right spot with every skillful thrust.

"You're doing so good for me, darling."

Your legs couldn't help but twitch as you felt yourself nearing your release, fighting to keep your legs from closing.

Dark eyes were glued onto yours through the reflection when she heard your moans increase in volume.

"I want you to look at me when you finish, can you do that for me?"

"Y-Yes!"

Your head leans against hers as your hands claw their way at the sheets.

"Oh my god—" Your voice nearly catches in your throat as you finally reach the climax you've been running towards.

Your bottom lip gets roughly pulled between your teeth while Regina releases your tit to lay her hand atop your own that's grasped against the sheets.

Her movements soon turned gentle as she helped ride out your high.

"That's my good girl." She proudly speaks out, both of you still eyeing each other down in the mirror.

Your eyes immediately lighting up at her praising words.

She slowly removes her fingers and almost instantly brings them between her lips, quietly humming when she finally gets a taste of you.

Her fingers quickly get sucked clean.

"Stand up real quick my love so we can clean you up."

You do your best to stand so the two of you can clean yourself in the restroom. She sets you atop of the bathroom counter and swiftly cleans you with a wash rag, throwing it in the hamper when she's done.

"How about we put on a movie and order some of your favorite takeout?" She offers, knowing neither of you are now in the mood to cook.

You nod your head excitingly which puts a precious smile across her face.

"Okay then it's a plan," She chuckles and gives you a peck on the lips just before you return to the bedroom.

She opens her drawer and takes out two oversized button up shirts, tossing one to you and putting one over herself.

The two of you end up spending the rest of the night laying in each other's arms across the leather couch after a quick meal, easily falling asleep to one of your favorite movies.

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foreverdolly · 1 year

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29 & 49, austin!tex, dark romance. I basically want more in that same universe as your other austin!tex work honey

𝐃𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐁𝐎𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐉𝐄𝐒𝐔𝐒 | 𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧!𝐭𝐞𝐱 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

prompt: "I can't. . .please. . . I can't take it anymore." and "good boy."

word count: 2.5k

song: cinnamon girl - neil young

notes/warnings: SMUT SMUT SMUT! a rosary is used for. . . stuff. this fic is absolutely filthy good lord. tex legit worships you and thinks of you as his own personal goddess. i hope you love this, baby.

Not before Tex, that is.

Again and again, he had proved to you that he would never do anything that might put you in danger. You were the one thing in the world that he really wanted to protect. He’d been spiraling before he met you. He had been searching for a purpose, and now that he had found one? He wasn’t willing to ever let that go. Let you go.

You knew that Tex was ultimately stronger and more capable in a fight, so he’d easily be able to keep you there with him even if you weren’t willing to stay. Yes, you had been taken against your will- but that didn’t mean that you had no control. If anything, you’d never felt more powerful in your life.

Because Tex depended on you for happiness.

You weren’t too far gone not to notice how unhealthy the relationship between you two was. It was codependent and it was unpredictable- but it was also passionate and real. He hadn’t been a very good person before he met you. He was pretty evil, actually.

But he treated you like a Goddess. The man prayed to you before bed each night. You were his entire world.

Maybe it was wrong of you to love it so much, but you did. It had been impossible not to fall in love with Tex.

It felt nice getting away from the ranch for a few hours some nights. Both you and Tex were still formulating a grand scheme to get out of that house and away from Charlie. Though neither of you would say it, you knew that getting out as soon as possible was the best idea.

The two of you would climb into whatever car was available and drive thirty minutes further up the mountain. The view was beautiful up there at night, what with all the stars and sprawling farmland.

You hadn’t bothered asking whose car you were in when Tex hurriedly led you outside, excitedly jingling some car keys with his free hand.

It was an old, weather worn truck. It had probably once been a beautiful mint green color, but now it was spotted with rust and small scratches. Still, the old thing started up without a problem when Tex turned the key. Smalltalk was hard when all the two of you did was spend time together.

Surprisingly, Tex was fond of deeper, more intimate topics of conversation. He asked about whether or not having a family was important to you. He talked to you about theology and music. He talked about things that had happened in his past, and that those things most likely contributed to the way that he had turned out. How he had run into Charlie and got tied up in all of that mess.

It was Tex’s desperate yearning for a family that led him on his current path of death and destruction.

He was trying to change. Now whether it was because he genuinely disliked who he had become or solely to please you, you still weren't sure.

Dropping acid in an old, rundown truck probably wasn’t a good idea. Especially since you were just off of the main dirt road. Tex had turned the headlights off, but anyone could bump into you on the way to their homes. You were too busy looking at Tex to really care too much though.

His black dyed hair was starting to get even longer, his chestnut brown hair now visible at the roots. He was perfect with his big blue eyes and bubblegum lips. It was hard to keep your hands off of each other whenever you did any sort of drugs, especially psychedelics. All of your senses were heightened, and his skin somehow felt velvet soft against your fingers. You pressed your thumb against his lower lip, dragging it down ever so slightly so that you could get a better look at his lower teeth. One of his lower canines was slightly crooked, but other than that his teeth were perfectly straight.

“I’ve never had one cavity in my life. I’ve been mighty blessed, I think.” He mumbled, his chest vibrating with each word.

You were straddling him in the driver's side of the car, one of your knees tucked against the doorframe and the other one pressed against the armrest. You’d somehow ended up in his lap just a few seconds after the LSD kicked in. It was almost instantaneous with tabs. You’d learned to brace yourself for the odd wavy visuals.

“Very blessed.” You nodded your head, biting your lower lip as you tried to keep yourself from smiling.

Tex seemed to notice, his own lips pulling up into a wide grin to match yours. His palm had been resting on the middle of your back, but suddenly became aware of the fact that he was now brushing his hand up and down your side absentmindedly. Your entire body broke out in chills. He noticed the way you shivered, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

“Does that feel good?” He asked, blue eyes flickering down to your lips and then back up to stare into your eyes.

You managed to nod, your hands moving up his chest and over his broad shoulders. It was his turn to shiver then, his grip on you tightening, pulling you further into his lap. Your fingers slipped under the collar of his shirt, feeling the skin of his back.

Some days there was nothing to do around the house to pass the time aside from fucking. Listening to album after album while smoking pot was only fun for a limited amount of time, and there was nothing left to do except to chase a different sort of high. You couldn’t count how many times you and Tex had sex over the two months that you had been staying with him. Some days it was nonstop. The second that he caught his second wind he was pulling you back into the room that the two of you shared.

Even after all of that though, it still hasn't lost its novelty. Your fingers explored the expanse of his chest like it was a foreign land, tracing each scar like you were making a roadmap out of them. And he was beautiful in the pale light of the moon. He was staring up at you as though you were some prophet, sent down to lead him to a new world.

A better world.

One by one, the two of you began to peel off articles of clothing, not caring where anything ended up. The man took advantage of the unusual height difference, leaning forward so that he could place an opened mouth kiss directly in the middle of your chest. His long eyelashes brushed against your collarbone, his long hair tickling your shoulder as he moved down, down, down.

And then he was cupping your breasts, feeling the weight of them in his hands.

“I’m so glad that these are mine.” He spoke so softly that you could barely make out what he was saying.

There was nothing in the world that beat the feeling of Tex being seated up inside of you. You could feel every inch of him practically in your stomach, pushing up against your insides. It was deliciously painful now that you were on top, pushing him even deeper than usual. Tex had barely pulled down his jeans, in too much of a hurry to feel all of you to worry about his clothes. His belt buckle was digging into the sensitive skin of your thigh as you moved your hips against his.

You didn’t care enough to tell him that it hurt, because you were positive that it would leave a mark. And you wanted that. Every bruise, bite mark or scratch was worn with pride. They were constant reminders that the both of you belonged to each other.

Tex was usually the dominant one. He enjoyed taking care of you in bed. Being in control was something that he preferred. It wasn’t because he didn’t trust you to take the reins, but because he enjoyed watching your expressions. He loved pounding into your small, soft little body and listening to your sounds of pleasure knowing that he was the one that was causing it all. It was hard for him to do much of anything other than fuck up into you, meeting you halfway as you raised up and down on your knees.

Your thighs were burning and quivering, but you didn’t care. Suddenly you understood just what was so good about being on top. Tex was a blubbering mess, his eyes blown out wide, cheeks a bright pink as he tried to control his breathing. Still, you continued to move against him, even when he gently began tapping at your hip, trying to silently communicate with you that he was close.

You didn’t care. You even moved his hands away from sides when he tried to stop you, moving your hips even faster against his.

“O-Oh fuck-” He panted, out, his hand clumsily bumping into the armrest as he tried to grip onto something- anything as the pleasure kept building.

You recognized that look in his eyes. Knew he was about to cum- but you wanted it.

“H-Honey. . .” He was trying to warn you and try to get you to stop.

But he was too high and it all felt too good. Your hips were moving relentlessly against his, and your pussy was so warm and tight around him. He pressed his face into your chest as he climaxed, repeating your name again and again like it was some broken prayer. You could feel his cock twitching inside of you, pumping you full. Warming you up from the insides. You didn’t stop moving against him though. Even when you were sure that he was finished.

He was a shaking mess, his eyes filled with tears as he pulled his face away from your chest so that he could look at your face. He looked pitiful, still shaking with the aftershocks of his climax as you continued using his oversensitive dick.

“I can’t- please. . . I can’t take it anymore.” He was begging you.

Despite his tears and twitching muscles, he didn’t make any move to try and get you off of him. He could have lifted you easily.

You could feel that all too familiar tightening in your abdomen, and telltale sign that you weren’t too far off. Tex must have felt you tightening around him, because his hands, albeit a little shaky, moved to your hips. He helped you move on top of him, clenching his teeth and staring up at you. He was watching your face intently, wanting to watch you fall apart.

“I-If you’re a good boy then I’ll reward you.” You panted out, bracing a hand on his bare chest. You were finding it hard to move anymore, the pleasure starting to render your limbs useless.

The brunette’s blue eyes widened and he sucked in a deep breath through his nose.

“You’re gonna reward me by comin’ on my cock? I know I’ve got more cum to give you, so please. Keep goin’. Don’t stop.” He had such a filthy mouth. He never had a problem with telling you exactly how he felt.

Normally you would have said something to him to egg him on, but the promise of being packed full with even more of his seed had you falling over the edge. His large hand reached up and gripped onto your throat as he felt your walls clench down hard around him, keeping your face tilted down so that he could see it.

See your precious lips part and your eyes roll back.

“G-God you’re so hot. Holy fuck.” The urge to squeeze your throat even tighter was overwhelming. Because you were just so soft and small compared to him. The urge to hurt you in bed was overwhelming sometimes. He wanted to leave bruises. Wanted to claim you in as many ways as he possibly could.

It was your turn to be oversensitive. Tex continued his assault, thrusting his hips up into you as you loomed above him, trying to breathe through the comedown of your climax. He wasn’t going to give you even a second to rest though, because now he had an end goal. He wanted to cum inside of you twice without pulling out, and then enjoy the sheer amount of himself that was bound to pour out of that well loved pussy of yours. Your moans of pleasure were growing in volume, and the brunette was sure that he had seen a house less than a mile up the road. The last thing he needed was to get the cops called on the both of you, and so with frantic hands he tried to find something that he could use to muffle your screams.

In his desperate searching his finger tugged at a long string of beads that had been haphazardly hung over the rearview mirror. The clasp gave out easily, the necklace tumbling down into the passenger seat. It was good enough for him. He gathered the long necklace up into his hand before shoving some of it into your mouth along with two of his long fingers. You gagged around him, your cunt clenching around him yet again but in shock. He let out a low growl, his breathing becoming more frantic.

The long string of rosary beads that weren’t in your mouth felt cold against your chest. There was something that was so blasphemous about the scene. Something that was so wrong and debased that it had Tex beginning to shiver beneath you, eyes wide and glassy. He curled his fingers inside of your mouth, pressing against your tongue.

And then he was cumming again, his head lolling back onto the headrest, the muscles in his biceps pulling tight. He breathed hard, moving one of his hands to press against your abdomen, and was pleased to find that he could feel himself twitching inside of you.

Claiming you from the inside out.

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