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slothspaghettiwrites · 2 years

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How are Justin and mommy doing?🥺

Today feels like the perfect day to answer this 🥺

Missed A Spot

Warnings: College!Justin Capshaw, Mommy kink, MD/lb vibes, established relationships, puppy vibes, age gap, older fem!reader, teasing, hand job, sunblock as lube (don't do this lmao), unedited

It's too hot.

No amount of sweet iced tea or popsicles were cooling Justin down. He collapsed against the kitchen counter, dressed his new swim trunk, when you said 15 more minutes. Sweat clung to his brow and his neck as he waited. Justin said he would be a good boy today, so he did his best to keep the pout off his lips.

The pool was right there, he could see the water glittering in the sunshine. For a moment he thought about spraying on some more SPF and diving in despite telling him he had to wait. It would feel so good on his flushed pink skin. A color pink that practically matched his trunks. He looked at one of the chameleons that dotted the fabric and poked it. He was so excited to wear these for Mommy and now you weren't here to enjoy them.

"Puppy," you called, turning the corner into the kitchen. "Did you put on sunblock?"

Justin shot up. "Not yet, Mommy, was waiting for you."

The smile you gave him was indulgent and sweet. He blushed when he looked down at your new swimsuit. Two pieces. Not the usual one piece suit that he loved, but two pieces so far apart he could nuzzle your whole tummy and still not touch fabric. And it was all tied together. Little beads dangling from each side of your hip, swaying as you walked closer to him.

Justin swallowed, tried to string together a thought to tell you just how pretty and beautiful and perfect you looked, but all that came out of him was a moan. He shoved his hand against the tent his trunks to calm it down. Your eyes followed the movement of course and your smile turned all the more alluring.

"Aw, puppy, c'mon let's get you cooled down before you turn into a puddle."

He already was a puddle. Or at least his brain felt like one. And his muscles. You rubbed him down so thoroughly with sun block he was scared he'd cum in his pants. The way your hand teased his chest and skin just under the waistband of his trunks had him shaking for more. But with a light kiss to his lips, you were out the door headed for the pool.

Once the cool water hit his overheated skin, he calmed down. He was more than happy to splash and dive and lounge on the shark float in the water. Justin let his mind drift and wander. He didn't think about the stress of his GREs or his fall course load.

He just thought about you.

His Mommy.

Even just thinking about how lucky he was made his stomach swoop. You loved him, protected him, made Justin feel safe when everything in his world was collapsing and now it was his turn to be all those things for you. He would do anything for you.

"Puppy, come sit with me for a second so I can put more lotion on you."

Justin flopped into the water and quickly resurfaced nearly the ledge to climb out. Even without his glasses on, he could see you sit up and spread your legs wide enough for him to sit between them. A heady eagerness coursed through him.

He sat down, legs spread out on either side of the chair. His trunks stretched, dug into his soft thighs and pressed tightly to his groin. The bottle cap popped open behind him, making him jump.

"Can't have a sunburnt puppy on me," you hummed against his skin.

Your touch was innocent and effective, sliding the cream across his shoulders and between his shoulder blades. Then as you moved lower, your fingers started working his muscles more. You teased his sides, making him giggle and squirm. The front of his trunks grew tighter as you moved to rub more across his chest. Your chin hooked on his shoulder, warm breath ghosting over his damp skin.

"So pretty and soft for me, baby." Your cream covered fingers circled his nipples. Justin panted, his hands going to your knees on instinct. "And so good for me, Puppy."

A whimper built in the back of his throat, his stomach muscles quivering with each breath he draws in. His gaze drops to is trunks. The silly shorts in the animal print, the bright pink colour that you said looked perfect on him. The outline of his dick pressed into the material, the seam making his balls ache every time his tried to roll his hips for a little bit of friction.

"Mommy," he whined, chin falling forward to watch your hand continue to rub the sun lotion over his chest.

"Yes, Puppy?" You asked.

Your hands disappeared for a moment, a relief and a loss all at once. "I- I think you missed a spot, please. Don't wanna burn. Please, need more lotion."

"Oh, can't have that can we," you chuckle, kissing the side of his neck.

Justin leaned into the touch of your lips on his skin, slumped further against you so you can easily reach more of him. Your fingers teased the waistband of his trunks again, playing the string until he felt like he'd vibrate out of skin. He couldn't stop licking his lips, words bubbling up out of his mouth that he had no control over.

"Please Mommy, been good, please, Mommy please, please."

You pulled the elastic on his shirt down just far enough for his cock and balls to be out. It cut into the skin underneath, but he didn't care. Couldn't think about caring once your cream covered fist was wrapped around his cock.

He whimpered at the sight of it. Your hand smoothly glided across his hot flesh, completely covering him in the mess. With each stroke you kissed and licked at his neck, your teeth grazing him when you'd squeeze harder. More words began to tumble out of his mouth when you cupped his balls, rolling them around your palm until they were covered in lotion too.

"Is that all you needed, Puppy? Did Mommy get the spot she missed?"

"No, no, no," he begged, hands clenching your knees harder. "Please Mommy, was so close."

"Oh, is that right?" You fisted his cock again, squeezing hard enough to make him gasp and stroking faster, with purpose. Justin's spine tingled, his balls drew up, his hold body lit up like a live wire waiting for you to keep going. "I guess you don't wanna rub lotion on Mommy then."

He came. A squeal on his lips as he painted his stomach with spend. Just the thought of him coating your skin was enough to send him over the edge. As you stroked the last little spurt out of him, he fell back further against you. You hold his softening cock and balls in your hand while using your other hand to turn his head to yours. You kissed the pout from his lips.

"Don't be sad, Puppy, Mommy still needs you to rub lotion on her back."

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littlelioncub43 · 2 years

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Justin deserves all the kisses in the world

Absolutely. Yes yes yes yes yes. He needs them.

Look at this pouty little baby.

#justin capshaw is a wee slutty angel #hes also aged up in all my stuff #justin capshaw

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buckyalpine · 1 year

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Justin Capshaw x Reader, Fuck boy Bucky

Starting this off by saying my brain has been scrambling around and I haven't been writing requests because I feel like it just isn’t going to be as good when I haz the dumb. Promise I’ll be writing them again soon xx

This thought popped into my head and it’s not going to leave anytime soon.

Warnings: SMUT Voyeur Bucky, m masturbation, mommy kink, praise kink, public sex, aged up Justin Capshaw, pure filth, Buckynastyyyy is out and about

Imagine Bucky’s beeen lusting after you and he can’t understand why the fuck you’re dating a pathetic little nerd who can’t even go two minutes without adjusting his glasses. He’s been chasing after you and you hardly give him a second glance, uninterested in his ulterior motives not matter how attractive he is.

Besides, you adored your sweet boyfriend who was beyond in love with you. He was initially too shy to even look your way but after being paired for an assignment together, you easily fell for his soft pout, his glasses, his quiet voice, the way he’d blush and smile just for you.

You couldn’t get enough of him. His blue eyes. His soft skin. His plush lips. His fluffy hair. His co-

Bucky rolled his eyes, his jaw clenching as he saw the both of you sitting in the library, giving each other heart eyes. He can’t stand watching you feed your needy little boyfriend when you have lunch together, swiping his pouty bottom lip, kissing his pink cheek. It should have been him having you on his lap, his with his hand between your legs while he kissed you between bites but no. Some how Justin had gotten you first.

Bucky scoffed at the way you ran your fingers through his hair, cuddling him on the couch of the lounge area, both of you blissfully unaware anyone was nearby this late in the library.

You let your nails graze his scalp, earning a soft whimper, giggling when Justin buried his face into your neck, hesitantly pulling you closer into his lap.

“You okay bubba?” You whispered, straddling him while he looked at you with wide eyes, checking his surroundings, wondering if anyone else was around. Of course he didn’t see Bucky sitting in the study room, finding it hard to really focus on anything when all the blood in his body had rushed south.

He nodded, continuing to shy away from you as you let your skirt ride up so you could grind down on him, coaxing a louder whine from him, his hands flying to your hips to rock you on him.

“F-feelings good” He whispered, rutting his hips up against your panties, pushing his boner against you. “More, please?” He looked at you with glassy eyes, his lips parted, breathing heavier.

“Tell me what you want baby” You peppered kisses down his face, your hand palming his erection, giving it a gentle squeeze, making his body jolt before pulling your hand away again. You cupped his face, your thumb tugging on his bottom lip.

“Touch me, please?” He bucked his hips up slightly but you shook your head, wanting to see him desperate.

“Touch you where bubba” You cooed, your panties growing wetter feeling how hard he was under you.

“Touch me there, please mommy” He tried again, biting his lip, his cock throbbing painfully in his jeans.

“Tell me exactly where angel” You whispered in his ear, letting your tongue drag across his skin making him blush more.

“My-my....”

“Your what sweet boy” You tilted his chin to look at you, loving the way he was so shy but you knew how insatiable he really was.

“My cock” He whispered, hiding his face again, moaning when you started to grind on him, only to clamber off moments later, your hands going down to work at the button of his jeans. He raised his hips slightly, letting you tug his pants down, his heart racing as you hooked your thumbs under the waistband of his briefs, freeing his cock.

“You sure baby, we’re still in the library, someone could come by”

“Cock hurts, too hard, do something mommy” He whined, bucking his hips up again, sighing when you grasped him.

Bucky’s eyes grow wide, a pang of jealousy dropping in his chest, there was no way that tiny nerdy thing was walking around like a horse all this time. Bucky was unable to look tears his eyes away from Justin’s cock springing free, his thick girth slapping against his tummy, precum smearing onto his skin. He nearly snapped the pencil he was holding watching you grasp his cock, giving it a few tugs, before sinking to your knees in front of him.

“C’mere baby boy” You purred, giving the head of his cock a few kitten licks, smirking at the little whines falling from his lips. You took the head of his cock into your mouth, swirling your tongue around, your eyes locked on your flustered boyfriend, his head thrown back, his knuckles white from where he gripped the couch.

“F-fuck, s’good, so good” He moaned, his glasses already steaming up from how worked up he was. He hesitantly rocked his hips up to chase more of your mouth, careful not to push too deeply into your mouth.

Bucky tensed, if it were him, he would have had you choking on his cock, making you gag on his length while he fucked your face, unlike your boyfriend who hesitated to even put his hands on you, keeping his hands squeezed to his sides instead. Bucky shifted in his seat, his own cock leaking and throbbing, desperate for some type of relief. His hands were itching to at least palm himself, maybe pop open the button of his jeans, something, anything, to take the ache away.

His eyes grew wide watching you struggle to swallow all of his cock, the sound of your choking mixed with his moans. You hummed, taking in a deep breath before taking his entire length down your throat making him cry out, his jaw slack, chest heaving as you bobbed your head, letting his sensitive tip coat your throat with his arousal.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum-” Justin squirmed, desperate to hold his climax off while you continued to work at his cock, pulling off with a pop, your hand gripping around the base of his cock. “Mommyyy”

“Where’d you want to cum baby?” You trailed kisses down to his balls while he whimpered, his cock throbbing. “Tell me sweet boy”

“Mamaa” He shook his head, it didn’t matter how many times he had you, how many times you told him he could have anything he wants, he still felt too shy to demand pleasure from you.

“Be a good boy and tell me Justin”

“Inside you” He peeked down at you through his lashes, biting his lip as you stood up, pulling your panties off and straddling him, grinding your bare pussy onto his cock.

“You wanna fuck mommy baby” You moved your hands down to his chest, gasping when he grasped your hips, trying to hump you from underneath, coating himself in your slick while nodding desperately.

“Wanna fuck you, please?”

Who were you to deny your sweet baby. You let your skirt ride all the way up above your hips, unaware that Bucky had his eyes locked on your dripping cunt soaking your boyfriend. Bucky’s hands moved on their own, shoving his pants down and pulling his cock out, sighing in relief, waiting for you to sink down and bounce up and down. He gave himself a few soft tugs, gathering his precum to use as lube, his pink tip leaking.

You lined yourself up, gasping as you felt him breech your hole, his thick length stretching you as you sunk down. You moaned, holding onto his shoulders as you started to bounce, your needy baby’s desperation spurring you on.

“FUCK MOMMY” He couldn’t even control himself anymore, hoping the library was truly empty because there was no way he’d be able to be quiet. Justin nearly cried, his cock throbbing in your tight walls. Bucky’s breaths grew heavier as he fisted his cock watching your ass bounce up and down. Silky cream covered Justin’s shaft, your soaked pussy drenching him. He couldn’t help the thoughts that kept crossing his mind as he spat down, letting his spit drip onto his cock jerking himself faster.

Fucking your little mommy like a bitch in heat

Your slutty mommy can’t even wait to go home, look at her, fucking herself on you like a cockhungry whore

Mommy needs a daddy to take care of her

Look at how needy she sounds, poor dolls pussy is aching, fuck her harder, make her scream, daddy wants to hear mommy

You both climbed higher and higher, the band in your belly pulled taut as soon as you felt Justin’s hand snake between your bodies, his thumb strumming your clit. Your head was thrown back, loud moans bouncing off the shelves and walls as you continued to ride him, your cunt starting to flutter.

“Are you mommy’s little angel baby?” You rode him faster, struggling to keep your pace up the faster he rubbed you. “You’re mommy’s good boy? Gonna make me cum Justinn”

“I’m your good boy mommy, gonna make you cum” He whined, biting his lip, feeling his balls pull tight to his body.

“Make me cum Justin”

Bucky groaned to himself, sweat beading at his forehead, his cock read to blow any second. He squeeze the base of his cock, forcing his orgasm down, trying to delay it until he saw you fall off the edge, desperate to hear how gorgeous you sounded when you came. He saw your eyes roll back, your moans growing louder, your grip on his shoulders tighter.

That’s right, make your mommy cum

His hand went down to roll and cup his balls, tugging them to try and stop himself from busting.

Make her cum, fuck her like the little slut she is

What he wouldn’t give to have you bounce on him like that.

I’d fill her till she was leaking

Fill all of her holes till she was filled with me

“Cum for me mama, pleaseplease, wan’ it” Justin grabbed you firmly, wrapping his arms around you, pulling you flush to his chest. He kept you in place as he started to jack hammer you from underneath, his heavy balls slapping your ass.

“OH FUCK JUSTIN” You buried yourself into the crook of his neck, biting down onto his soft skin, your orgasm crashing over you, your cunt milking his cock. Justin stuttered feeling you suck his cock in deeper, nearly crying at the feeling of more arousal pouring around him.

That’s it, cum for your little boy toy, make a mess all over him, be a good lil mama and cum

Make him cry cause of your tight cunt

Milk his little cock dry with that greedy pussy of yours

Fucking yourself dumb with that pathetic bitch of a boyfriend, just wait till daddy has you mommy

“I’m gonna cum, gonna cum, gonna cum mommy- I-oh fuck-AHH-HNGG-hngg- Justin stilled, nearly sobbing as he came deep in your pussy, desperate to push himself in as deep as possible. Bucky’s eyes nearly rolled back, willing himself to stay focused as his cock throbbed, his shaft and head swelling with ecstasy .

I’m gonna cum for you too mommy, gonna make a mess all over myself

Gonna cum so hard, daddy’s gonna blow is load for you

Daddy has so much cum, can feel it in my balls, let me cum in that pussy you cumslut, come take it

Bucky moaned, chasing his high, focused on short fast strokes, choking his cock until he couldn’t hold it anymore, cumming all over his hand, his cum hitting the underside of the table. He’d masturbated to you countless times but this was something else, cum still streaming out of his sensitive tip, staining and wetting his pants.

He panted, hissing as he tucked his cock back in, still watching the way you had slumped into your boyfriends arms, the both of you still half naked and fucked out. Justin refused to pull out, keeping his cock warm while you kissed the side of his temple, cooing at what a good boy he had been, treating his mommy so good. He blushed, cuddling you close while his cum leaked out of you.

Bucky narrowed his eyes feeling his cock twitch again when he saw your tongue slip between Justin’s lips, tugging his pouty lip gently, clearly trying to tease him again.

Naughty little mommy

Maybe he didn’t have you yet but he’d wait for his turn.

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sebastiansluts · 1 year

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Milf!reader taking justin capshaws virginity as a reward for tutoring her kids

P in v, mommy kink, groping

Justin Capshaw (18+) x Reader; dub!con, age gap, NOT underage, vaginal sex, loss of virginity, groping, breast/nipple play, mommy kink

ANY HATE WILL BE DELETED THIS IS A JUDGEMENT FREE ZONE DON’T LIKE, DON’T INTERACT; MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 18+

“Justin, honey, you did so well tutoring my kids, God knows how they’d have survived these courses without you. I remember college, you know, it wasn’t that long ago! Of course, I was more like my kids, a big partier, nothing like you Justin, so smart, so capable.” You leaned against the island counter next to him, pressing your breasts together, Justin’s eyes dropping to them immediately as you grinned.

“Oh honey, if you think they look good now, you should’ve seen ‘em then,” you giggled, and Justin flushed. “Go on sweetie, go ahead and touch them, give them a real good squeeze,” you said, nodding encouragingly when he stared at you, mouth open slightly, breath heavy. He tentatively raised one hand, resting it lightly on your chest, right over your cleavage.

You looked down at his hand then raised your eyes to him. “Justin, honey? You seem a little nervous, have you never done this before?” He shook his head shyly and you smirked, putting your hand on top of his and guiding it inside your shirt, cupping your breast. His fingers slid over your nipple, clumsily pinching it between his thumb and forefinger and you gasped breathily, only slightly exaggerating it.

“Am I doing it right?” Justin asked eagerly, focused hard on his hand inside your shirt, groping at your breast, squeezing and kneading it. You let out a breathless chuckle, lifting one hand to pet at his head.

“You’re doing fine honey, but you know what? Mommy’s gonna give you a special treat, because you were so good these past few months!” you praised, stepping back from Justin and his groping hand, moving behind him, and sliding your hand down his pants. He jerked into your touch, hands tight on the counter, pushing back into you, then forwards into your hand.

“Shh, eager boy, slow down. We’ve got some time honey, and Mommy said she had a very special treat for you, didn’t she? You wouldn’t want to disappoint me by not accepting my gift, would you?” you asked, pressing kisses to his neck as you slowly jerked his dick beneath his pants.

“N-No Mrs.-“ you squeezed his dick hard and he yelped, correcting himself. “Mommy! No Mommy, not- not going to disappoint you!”

“Good boy!” you praised, releasing Justin and spinning him around to face you. You grabbed his hand, meeting his dazed eyes, and you leaned in, pressing a kiss to his lips. They were clumsy beneath yours, unsure, but soft and full.

You pulled back, Justin trying to follow, but you held him back, using your grip on his hand to lead him to the couch. You pushed his shoulders until he sat down, then you climbed into his lap, straddling him and grinding down against his half-exposed dick.

The friction of your panties against his bare skin made Justin moan loudly, and you pressed your lips to his, chuckling, “Okay sweet boy, Mommy’s going to make you feel so good now, just help me a little Justin, honey, pull my panties to the side, yes, good boy!”

You were raised up on your knees, hovering over Justin’s dick, swiping the tip through your folds, coating it in your juices. He whimpered and you shushed him, pressing his face into your tits as you slowly sat down.

Justin gasped into your cleavage, hands tight on your hips, trying to shove you down onto his dick, but you held strong, forcing him to enter you slowly, inch by inch. “Mommy! P-Please Mommy, faster,” he begged, lifting watery eyes to yours.

“Oh my sweet boy, doing so well, you can last a bit longer, can’t you?” you crooned, stroking Justin’s cheek. He blinked a few times, and you dropped another inch, his jaw tightening as he worked it. A tear fell down his cheek and you kissed it away, Justin blinking rapidly again.

“I can do it Mommy,” he said firmly and you dropped all the way down into his lap, completely engulfing his dick. Justin gripped your hips so tightly you could actually feel the bruises forming. You had a hand on his chest, which was rising and falling heavily, his heart beating quickly beneath your palm.

“Such a good boy, Justin,” you murmured, and began rocking back and forth on his dick, whimpers falling from his mouth as Justin began sucking on your tits desperately. You clenched down on him and a strangled cry left his throat as he came, pulsing deep inside you.

Justin buried his face in your breasts, panting harshly. You stroked his hair, waiting until he looked up at you before you spoke. “You did so well sweetheart, but we’re going to go again, and again, until Mommy’s done, understand?”

#justin capshaw #justin capshaw smut #justin capshaw x reader #justin capshaw x you #justin capshaw x y/n #smut #no y/n #reader insert

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georgiapeach30513 · 6 days

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could I pls request some smut with Justin capshaw? {aged up ofc} 💜

I don’t take requests, I’m sorry 😞

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the-iceni-bitch · 3 years

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Turned me Onto Sin

Kinktober Day 6: Dacryphilia (crying kink)

Pairing: Mr. Freezy x hit woman!reader x sex worker!Justin Capshaw

Words: ~2.4K

Summary: Bobby gets you a special treat after a hard day, because you love watching twinks cry.

Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content (female masturbation, unprotected m receiving anal sex, choking, voyeurism, kinda Cuckquean, anal cream pie) NON CON, DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT, DARK, SMUT!!! 18+ ONLY!!! (Justin is aged up to 19 in this fic)

A/N: Welp, just more evidence of my permanent reservation in hell. We may end up going places with this one. @slothspaghettiwrites you wanted to know how your boy would do in the basement…

I am no longer doing taglists so if you want to stay up to date on all the latest filth, follow my sideblog @the-iceni-library and turn on notifications!!

Robert rolled down his window when he lit his cigarette, hanging his arm over the driver’s side door lazily as he kept his eyes trained forward.

He smirked to himself when he heard shuffling footsteps approach, not bothering to turn his head to look at the young man who was walking towards the car with a slight air of nervousness.

“H-hey there, you looking for a good time?” The boy leaned on the car and ducked to look at Robert through the window, wincing at the cloud of smoke that greeted him.

“Maybe I am.” Robert tossed the butt away and turned to face his visitor, snorting when he got a look at his chubby cheeks and glasses. “Not with you though. Don’t need you crying like a bitch while I pop your cherry.” He said, like a liar.

“I’m not… I don’t…” The sullen pout on the younger man’s face just made Robert laugh, tossing his head back before bending forward to search for another cigarette. “I’m not a virgin.”

“Sure you’re not.” He shot him a grin as he lit the new smoke. “How old are you, baby?”

“Twenty-five.” He wilted when the older man gave him a discerning gaze. “Nineteen.”

“Jesus, you really are a baby.” He took a long pull and gave the twink a good once over, tucking his bottom lip between his teeth as he took in that soft little body. You were gonna love him. “Alright get in.”

The hooker walked around the car in a rush, giving Robert a small smile that made him roll his eyes when he opened the door for him.

“My name’s Justin.” The pretty thing tried to meet his eyes when he started the car, reaching out to trail his fingers over his thigh and scooting closer as he tried to kiss his neck. “What’s yours?”

“Get the fuck off, you trying to get us arrested?” Robert scowled when Justin recoiled like he’d been slapped, pulling out from under the bridge and shaking his head as he focused on the road. “You don’t need to know my fucking name. I’ve got a room for us.”

“Oh, ok.” Justin shrank back, chewing nervously on his lip as he stared out the window. He technically wasn’t supposed to leave his area under the bridge, but something about the man in the driver’s seat gave him the impression he would not be impressed if Justin brought that fact up.

It didn’t take long for them to reach the little run down motel, Justin fidgeting with his sleeves to try to keep his nerves from taking over. He jumped when the car came to a stop, half expecting the man to open his door again for him then rushing to follow when he realized that wasn’t the case.

Robert strode towards your room with a purpose, barely sparing a glance for his little companion before unlocking the door and sauntering inside while the twink followed. He growled softly when you weren’t there waiting for him, but then he heard the shower running and grinned to himself while he closed and locked the door.

“Is there someone else here?” Justin’s eyes shot towards the bathroom door and back to Robert as he stayed close to the door, not at all thrilled at the prospect of taking two men at once.

“That gonna be a problem?” He stripped his coat off and tossed it on the table, stretching his neck as he started unbuttoning his shirt while he waited for you.

Justin was trying to work up the nerve to back out when the water shut off and the bathroom door opened, and the sight of you walking out wrapped in nothing but a fluffy towel calmed him right down. You shot him a grin as you moved towards the bed, turning your face to Bobby and laughing softly when he wrapped his arms around you and pressed his lips to yours.

“Hey there, baby.” You purred when he released you, his hand curled possessively around the back of your neck while his tongue traced over your lips. “Who’s this?”

“This is Justin.” Bobby groaned into your mouth when he undid the towel, his eyes roaming over your curves as he rested his hands on your hips. “Wanted to get you something special, kitten. Know you had a rough day.

“I sure did.” You shuddered when you thought about how that asshole had almost caught you with his knife. “Hey there, Justin.”

“Hi.” He swallowed thickly when you started prowling towards him, trying to keep his eyes on your face and not the tempting sway of your naked hips. There was something almost predatory about the way you moved, but the softness of your gaze helped him relax as he focused on you while Robert continued to strip. “It’s extra for couples.”

“Oh, right down to business!” You threw your head back and laughed as you moved past him to find your purse, pulling out a thick wad of cash and slapping it down on the table. “I can respect that.”

His eyes bugged when he counted the pile of bills. It was more than he’d typically make in a week. Maybe that should have been his first clue that something was wrong with this whole situation, but before he had a chance to think about it you were cupping his cheek and pulling him in for a gentle kiss.

You smiled softly as he melted against you, letting you lead him towards the bed and slowly pull off his clothes as his hands gently framed your hips. He whined when you removed his shirt and smoothed your palms over his bare chest, panting into your mouth desperately as you dug your fingers into his soft flesh.

“Mm, you are so soft and pretty, baby.” You pulled gently at his lips with your own, letting him settle between your legs as he pressed his growing hardness against your stomach.

“Thank you.” He trailed his fingers over your thighs as he gazed at you, the other man in the room completely forgotten as your own hand grazed over the front of his jeans and pulled his zipper down. “How do you want me, ma’am?”

“Ma’am? Baby, you’re too goddamn sweet.” You pulled back and bit your lip as you drew his jeans down his legs, glancing over his shoulder and grinning at whatever you saw there. “Almost makes me feel a little bad, but I’m just here to watch.”

He only had a moment to give you a quizzical stare before he felt a thick strap of leather tighten around his neck, yelping when he was thrust forward onto the mattress as the belt dug into his throat. You just gave him a mock look of sympathy as you settled back against the pillows and spread your legs, teasing your fingers over your swollen folds as you watched Bobby shove Justin’s face into the mattress with a tight grip on his makeshift leash.

“Just fucking look at that.” Bobby growled when he pulled Justin’s cheeks apart with one hand, kneeling on the backs of his thighs to keep his legs spread wide as he admired his pretty pink hole. “That is one tight little hole you got here, what d’you think, kitten? Should I stretch it out first or just dive right in?”

“This boy’s a pro, Bobby.” You laughed when Justin let out a choked sob when you said Bobby’s name, slipping a finger inside yourself and purring when you started stroking your soft walls. “Pretty sure he can handle you without the prep.”

He tried to wheeze out a “no”, but the belt was restricting his airflow enough that he couldn’t speak, digging his fingers into the blankets and letting out a strangled whine when Bobby spat on his hole and smeared it around with a thick thumb. Bobby grinned wolfishly at you when he took his cock in hand, groaning from deep in his chest and letting his eyes roll back in his head as he speared past the tight ring of muscle.

You slid a second finger into your soaked pussy when Bobby started slamming his hips into Justin’s ass, finding your sweet spot easily and curling your fingers against it slowly while you watched the two of them. Justin tried to reach out towards your ankle, desperate for help or at least some form of soft affection while Bobby just used him like he was nothing. But then you sneered and kicked his hand away, all the softness that had coaxed him to relax earlier completely gone as you focused your eyes on Bobby’s.

“Fuck, kitten, this thing is squeezing the life outta me.” He yanked on the belt as he ground into the whore’s ass, growling when he felt him clench down around him and heard the choked mewl from the mattress. “This little cunt’s barely even broken in, you only been using your mouth, boy? Probably thought you were finally gonna feel a nice snatch around that little prick when you saw kitten here. As if I’d ever let a little slut like you near my pussy.”

Justin just moaned in reply, his mouth hanging open as he tried to suck down as much air as possible and gazed at you pleadingly. He hated that his body was starting to betray him, finally moving past the initial pain to increasing pleasure as Robert’s massive cock split him open and hit that perfect spot with every vicious plunge of his hips. He didn’t even realize he was starting to roll his body back to meet the larger man, his drool staining the sheets as he keened wantonly.

“Mmm, I think he likes that, baby.” You beamed at Bobby when Justin threw his head back and whined, arching his back and shoving his ass back into Bobby’s hips as he started leaking all over the bed.

“Sounds like you like it too, kitten. Shit, I can hear that pussy from here, smell it.” He growled when you slid in a third finger, licking his lips at the sight of the slick that was leaking out around your hand. “That what got you all excited, whore? See you staring at that pretty cunt. Maybe I’ll let you taste it if you keep clamping down on me like this. Fuck.”

The belt tightened further around Justin’s throat and his eyes rolled back, tears leaking down his cheeks as he gripped the sheets painfully. As soon as you saw the stains on his cheeks, you came with a soft cry, arching into your hand and purring when your release gushed all over your fingers.

Justin yelped when Robert yanked him up against his chest, moaning stupidly and letting his head drop back against his shoulder while the older man kept thrusting into him with vigor.

“Isn’t she fucking pretty?” Bobby bit into the little slut’s ear as he yanked his head back with the leash, growling while he watched you come down. “Get up here, kitten. Lemme taste.”

He grabbed your wrist when you sat up, dragging you close and shoving your fingers between his lips. You hummed when groaned around your hand, leaning over Justin’s shoulder and rubbing your nose over his as he sucked your fingers clean.

“Change your mind about sharing, Bobby?” You nipped at his cheek teasingly when he snarled in response, grinning as you leaned back and turned your attention back to your plaything. “That’s ok, I’ve got something tasty right here.”

You ripped Justin’s glasses off and threw them away, ignoring his pathetic whimpering as you dragged your tongue over his cheek and lapped up the tears that were streaking his face. Bobby smirked at you and turned to Justin’s other cheek, slowly licking the salty stains from his other cheek as he gripped his hip harshly and ground into his ass.

Justin was so close already, the growls and moans coming from the two of you as you ran your tongues all over his face making his cock twitch. Then you wrapped your hand around him and twisted, and he could’ve passed out.

“Just look at this little thing, everything about you is so damn pretty.” You gave him a good squeeze and he wheezed, sobbing from bliss and a lack of oxygen as his face grew numb. But he couldn’t get enough of your praise, backhanded as it was.

“Oh, think he liked that, kitten.” Bobby tightened the belt one more time, purring at the sight of Justin’s tongue lolling out of his mouth as his face started to grow red. “Gonna fill this thing up then let you ride my face until you and this bitch’s tears are the only thing I can taste.”

You grabbed his face with your free hand and dragged it to yours, smashing your lips to his and moaning at his feral growl. Neither of you paid any mind to your plaything now, except for how he was throbbing in your hand and around Bobby’s thick cock.

Ropes of cum started spurting all over your fingers and you grinned against Bobby’s lips, cooing softly in Justin’s ear as his body sagged between the two of you. Bobby was right behind him, slowing his movements as he pumped his cum into him with stiff jerks of his hips.

He tossed Justin aside when he was finished, keeping one hand on the leash while he pulled you to him and bit at your lips with a low groan.

“Clean this shit up for me.” He dragged Justin back towards him by the belt, ignoring his whimpered pleas as he shoved his softening cock between his lips and sneered at him. “What d’you think, kitten? Fuck and chuck or you wanna keep it?”

“Oh, I kinda wanna keep him, Bobby.” You grinned at the hysterical sobbing coming from the poor slut, dragging your finger through his tears and popping it into your mouth with a hum. “He seems fun.”

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@slothspaghettiwrites let’s do a 2 for 1

I'm gonna tag @littlelioncub43 too because I know you're gonna love this.

Dark!College!Justin Capshaw x Dark!Reader x Dark!Robert Pronge

Bobby's first mistake was thinking that Justin was just your date, a little boy toy you took around to bars to dote on for fun.

His second mistake was agreeing to come back to your place. Your adorable stumbling and slurred words drawing him in with the promise of an easy fuck.

His third? Falling for that sweet smile when you pulled out the rope and said you wanted to try something. The moment his wrists came together in a knot that he couldn't untie himself, you kicked his legs out from under him and jerked him into the corner. You'd been so sweet up until now, gotten him incredibly hard with your mouth, but all semblance of softness was gone.

Your smile was replaced with a sneer that only softened minutely when the bedroom door creeped open. Robert would come to know that the kid, college aged with a baby face, was called Justin.

“Look baby, I caught one.” You preened up at him, his arms wrapping around your middle while he surveyed the other, tied up in pretty knots and immobilized.

“Yeah, you did, look at you go.” His praise sent electricity you your spine, side stepping you so he could stalk towards Bobby. Justin hooked two fingers under a length of rope and tugged, testing the tension.

“I’ll fuckin’ kill you,” Robert spat, though he was incredibly less intimidating with his erection still apparent.

“No, you won’t.” Justin shrugged, unfazed. He turned back to you, a doting smile spread across his face. “Why did you pick this one, huh?” Justin stood, snagging your wrist and pulling you into his chest to frame your face with his large hands.

“He has pretty hair.”

“Oh, I see.” Justin lays a chaste kiss into your hairline before turning you, your skirt flaring from your hips in the twirl.

“Keep your eyes on him, puppy,” he says, the large hands that were just on your face now pressing on the small of your back, urging you to bend at the waist.

Lowering your top half revealed the gusset of your panties under your skirt, and the wet patch that had only grown since you left the club. Justin peeled them down your legs, stepping out from behind you to pad back over to Bobby.

“Here ya go, man. A treat.” Bobby’s mouth moved to reply and Justin took the opportunity to stuff the fabric in it.

“Now,” he continued, satisfied with the way Bobby was bound and gagged beneath him, “if you don’t mind. I got a princess to rail. If you’re nice I’ll even let you lick it clean when I’m done.”

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calzona-ga · 3 years

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[Spoiler] talks with The Hollywood Reporter about his return to the ABC medical drama and why the surprising reunion with Chyler Leigh had to be filmed via green screen.

[This story contains spoilers from the April 1 "Breathe" episode of Grey's Anatomy.]

The magical beach on Grey's Anatomy just delivered a double surprise.

Viewers knew that Chyler Leigh would be returning to reprise her role as Meredith's younger half-sister, Lexie Grey, but she wasn't the only former star who came back on the show's magical beach. Eric Dane, in a surprise appearance, returned to reprise his role as Lexie's on-screen love interest, Mark Sloan.

Both Dane and Leigh appeared together on the beach as part of a central storyline as Meredith (Ellen Pompeo) continues to battle COVID-19. Dane and Leigh become the latest former stars to return to Grey's Anatomy this season, joining Patrick Dempsey (Derek) and T.R. Knight (George) as the Shonda Rhimes-produced ABC drama continues to focus on the impact of the pandemic on the medical community.

Dane and Leigh's Mark and Lexie appeared for the first time since the season eight finale. That episode featured Lexie telling Mark that they were meant to be as she died from injuries sustained in a plane crash. Mark, meanwhile, was killed off in the season nine premiere as Dane left the series to pursue TNT's The Last Ship.

Below, Dane talks with The Hollywood Reporter about providing closure to Mark and Lexie's love story, being part of Meredith's big storyline — she's now off the vent and breathing on her own — and why his reunion with Leigh had to be filmed via green screen.

What was the pitch to come back? Had you seen that Patrick Dempsey had come back and wonder if you were going to get a call?

No, I hadn't. I was in Shanghai, China, when Krista Vernoff reached out and said, "I have an idea." She texted me. I said, "Well, I'm in Shanghai, of all places. And I'd love to hear your idea. Give me a couple weeks to clear quarantine and I'll find you." And she says, "How would you feel about coming back? I don't know if you've seen what's going on, but Meredith is in this coma in a fever dream from covid. And she's seeing all her friends on a beach." And I said, "Well, that kind of makes sense. Yeah, sure, let's do it."

Was the pitch for both you and Chyler to return the same episode

Absolutely.

What was it like reuniting with Chyler after all these years?

It feels like I never left. It was very comfortable and very easy, and it was so nice to see a lot of the same faces with the crew. It's a role that always fit for me, like one of those great old t-shirts. And it was just like putting the t-shirt back on and hanging out on a beach for a couple days, and catching up with some old friends.

Did you actually film with Chyler? She's a regular on a show that films in Vancouver, which would have meant she had to quarantine in the middle of Supergirl production to film this.

Chyler was in Vancouver. So we had to work some magic. Chyler could get here but then she couldn't get back to Canada. There was some green screen. There was a lot of me and Ellen. And Ellen an eye line.

Were you bummed that the logistics didn't work out for you and Chyler physically share a scene together again after so long?

Yeah. I'm honestly bummed you even asked me that because I wanted to sell the myths of us actually being on screen together in person. But don't take it personally. It's OK, you're doing your job. But Ellen and I see each other every now and again, Justin [Chambers] and I see each other every now and again. I spent so much of my life with these guys. When you see them again, it's not a big, "Oh my God, what have you done?" It's like, nobody skips a beat. It's just, everything kind of fit. It fit then; it still fits.

What did you and Ellen talk about between takes?

We talked about kids, my 11-year-old just found Grey's Anatomy and she's asking me a lot of questions which are difficult to answer. We talked a lot about our kids finding this show, and how do we handle that. How do we police what they're able to watch? Are they of age? Is it appropriate? Some of it raises some questions that I'm not quite ready to answer yet. But I don't mind it because both my kids now want to be surgeons. And all their baby dolls they used to play with are now being cut open, and they're stitching up bananas. It's fun.

On-screen, the episode implies that Mark and Lexie wound up together in whatever this special beach is. Shonda Rhimes said back in back in season nine that killing off Mark was the only way for Mark and Lexie to really be together. In Lexie's last dying words, do you think Mark and Lexie were meant to be?

Absolutely. I mean, the line Meredith asks is, "So you guys are together." And I say, "I guess on your beach, we are." But I think Mark would have found Lexie no matter what. Whether it would have been on Meredith's beach or Lexie's beach, or anybody's beach, I think Mark would have found her.

Does this feel like you have closure with this character again? Did it feel like there was any lingering questions that you were really able to put a bow on this time?

I think it all came full circle. The one question I think that everybody was left with was, obviously Mark Sloan saying goodbye to Lexie and she said, "We're meant to be." And then Mark passes on, and we don't know what that meant. And now we know, Mark and Lexie are together in their parallel universe.

As an actor, do you feel like this is the closure that you maybe didn't quite get the first time?

Yeah. I always felt like there was closure. I've always trusted these writers and what they were doing as far as the overall story and the character's departures. They've always handled that really well. I guess the only people that weren't provided with closure was the audience. And I hope that this can do that for them.

Even though you didn't film in the same place, it really does feel that way.

Two-thousand miles of distance between us is not going to the chemistry that happens on screen between us. I know who I'm talking to, she knows who she's talking to. And that translates.

Mark spoke about always looking out for Callie (Sara Ramirez) and Arizona (Jessica Capshaw) and their daughter, Sofia. That felt like something special to be part of, too.

I can identify with that. I lost my father at a pretty early age and I always felt like he was looking out for me — still to this day, to a degree. So those words meant something to me, and I believe in them.

Ultimately, Mark and Lexie help Meredith fight to stay alive in her battle with covid. What does it mean to you to have been able to not only come back, but to do so in such a meaningful way?

It's a pretty poignant moment. I would think anybody speaking to anybody beyond the grave would probably provide the same advice. You get one lap in life, it's very important that you live every day to the fullest. You keep both feet in today, you stay present. And you're there for your loved ones.

Any regrets about not being able to reunite with Patrick Dempsey to bring McSteamy and McDreamy back together?

No. I love Patty. That wasn't the story. There were no regrets. I've never had regrets about anything on the show.

You said in a 2013 interview that you would have stayed on Grey's until the last episode but ultimately left because you couldn't pass up the role in The Last Ship. Looking back, any regrets about asking to leave?

No regrets. Look, Grey's Anatomy is a fantastic show and it provides a fantastic life. I'm an actor, I think it's very unnatural for any actor to play the same character for eight years. It's just counterintuitive to what I think I'm doing for a living and I think what my purpose is with my job. So, as much as I loved being there, and as much as I loved working with the people I was working with, playing Mark Sloan for 17 seasons just seemed like, I don't know, a little antithetical to what I'm supposed to be doing as an artist. And you get to a point where that's all anybody is going to see you as. And even with The Last Ship, I wasn't playing Mark Sloan, but I was playing a guy that certainly looked like Mark Sloan and had some of the same characteristics. And then I took a year off and said I need to mix things up here because I'm not finding any real joy in the work I'm doing. And then Euphoria came along and was very different and something I've never done. And it's going to challenge me and keep me engaged. And nobody is going to expect this out of me, so let's do it.

What's the status of season two?

Season two is going to be fantastic. I don't think principal photography has started yet, but I know we are prepping right now. I think mid-April we start shooting.

Is the plan still to get the show back on the air this year?

I believe so. We do take a long time filming it. And it's a gift to get that much time to shoot an hour of television. We take 30 days to shoot an episode sometimes, which is unheard of. When we were shooting Grey's in the early days, the 10-day episodes that we would get were unheard of. But 10 days and two units, people were like, wow, that's a luxury.

So to return to Grey's and get to spend a few days on the beach and not on set and in scrubs under the gun like the old days must have been a nice final memory of the show.

It was a great couple days on the beach with some old friends.

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hiddlestan-with-a-dream · 3 years

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I’m deciding to open my requests for one shots (Smut and Fluff)!

Send any inquiries in my Asks/DMs

Reblog to gain traction (please?)

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slothspaghettiwrites · 1 year

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No thoughts just this Justin looking up to his idol Robert and literally kidnapping him for attention: https://www.tumblr.com/justarandomgirly/704825304547540992/sebastian-stan-as-prince-jack-benjamin-in-kings?source=share

PSSSSHHHHHH

Oh nonnie.

What have you done 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

Fuck me sideways. God, just everything about this. I'm gonna sit here all day thinking about this.

Just wow.... (A little dub con and dark content below the cut 😌)

"Jesus, just suck my fucking dick already then."

Justin doesn't think twice about it. Pronge is already tied to the chair with his legs spread wide enough. He knows his idol is taunting him, but suddenly this new form of worship he hasn't thought about before takes over him. He can have Robert inside him, taste him. Just drops to his knees and starts undoing his pants.

"Shit, what're.-" Robert jerks in his bindings when Justin pulls his soft cock from his pants.

It's impressive and weighty in his grip. Perfect for his idol. He strokes Pronge's cock slowly until he begins chub up, the man shifting his hips as he stares dagger into Justin. He licks the underside from the tip to the base before letting it slap against his face. Justin kisses and suckles at Robert's sac until his cock is half hard.

He licks and spits across the shaft before swallowing him whole. The flavour of Robert Pronge, Mr Freezy himself, slips down his tongue to his throat and Justin moans. He pulls back to suck on the tip, licking away the precum forming at the slit. Pronge grunts, his breathing getting heavy.

Justin stares up at him again as he slowly bobs up and down. Robert's icy blue eyes burn his skin, but he craves it all the more.

"Anything," Justin murmurs when he pops off his dick for air, "just ask, and I'll do it."

The cock in his hand flexes and he has to push down on his own hard dick to keep focused.

"Then let me fucking put those cocksucking lips to work, pretty boy."

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littlelioncub43 · 2 years

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also- i know your requests are closed, but i had this thought earlier.

justin going feral.

he watches greg from work kiss your cheek or hug you for too long and just- loses it. his large hands leaving fingerprint bruises while he rails you - nothing but pure possession and jealousy fueling his actions until he fucks it out of his system.

no one touches my mommy without my permission

Summary: Justin gets possessive, and takes it out on you.

Pairing: Aged up!Justin Capshaw x Female!Reader

Word count: Im not sure, I wrote this on my phone

Warnings: possessive sex, marking kink, creampie, creampie kink, dom!Justin but not completely, rough sex, Mommy kink, jealousy, cum play, fingering (f receiving), brief oral, Justin being a soft boy, fluff.

A/N: I feel like we need more Justin in our lives 💖

NSFW below the cut, 18+ Only

Your mind was hazy with euphoria. Waves of unbelievable pleasure broke and broke upon you until you were sure you were going to drown. And you couldn't find it in you to be mad if this was how you die.

How you got here was a blur. You were at a dinner party with Justin and a few colleagues, you said goodnight to everyone, you got home... then you were here. You could vaguely hear Justin's gravelly voice in your ear, but you can't make out what he's saying anymore.

"Greg thinks he can fucking kiss you, bet he thinks about fucking you too," Justin spits with venom, "you're not his to fuck, Mommy, you're mine. And I'll fucking show you how good I can fuck you," Justin growls, his restraint slipping completely as he plows into you from behind.

He's the picture of unbridled desire. Jealousy clouded his mind, all he could think about was Greg touching his Mommy, touching what doesn't belong to him, and he couldn't have that. The sounds of your moans only add to the fire burning in him, he needs more.

Justin tightens his grip on your hips, knowing they'll leave bruises on your supple flesh. He smirks proudly at thought of the two hand shaped marks that will be present in the morning. He watches the way your ass jiggles each time his hips hit your thighs, the way your delicious meat shook under the force of his thrusts made him speed up, getting harder and harder.

"You're mine, Mommy," he moans when your pussy flutters around him, "all fucking mine! Your h-heart is mine, your pussy is m-mine!"

"All yours, Justin! I'm yours, baby!" You scream with the last few braincells you have. Your arms give out, pushing your ass higher into the air for him. Justin cries out at the sight of you, face down, ass up and split open on his cock. Your words were exactly what he wanted to hear.

"All mine! Mine! A-All fucking mine — FUCK!" He shouts, one hand leaves the perch of your waist to roughly play with your clit. You whimper his name as you cum, the savage pace of his hand and hips prove too much for you to handle. The moment you're squeezing his cock, Justin is giving you short, vicious thrusts.

"Take it! Fuck! Take my cum! Take it! Yes! Oh, God!" He drapes himself over you possessively, hiding you from anyone else in the world, his arms holding you in place for him to hump.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! FUCK! MOMMY!" He screams with one last thrust and buries himself to the hilt, his legs shake as they naturally spread to force himself deeper into your snatch.

Justin feels like his high would never end. Rope after rope of his hot seed fills your waiting cunt, just like it was meant to. He sighs happily when he opens his eyes to see the bruised skin of your shoulders, the marks of his kisses and bites starting to show up.

"Oh, you're so beautiful like this, Mommy," he whispers breathlessly as he pets your spine and sits up. "Jesus Christ..." he moans when he sees his cum leaking from where you're joined together.

Slowly he pulls out, whimpering with you at the sensitivity. The puffy petals of your cunt glisten with the juices of both your cum. Justin finds himself gently gliding his fingers through the mixture of your releases and pushing it back into you. You gasp when you feel his fingers dip into your pussy.

"J-Justin," you sigh but he shushes you with small kisses to the swell of your ass.

"Shhhhhhhhh a little more, Mommy," he coos and watches his cum pool inside of you. He gives you a pleased moan before giving your abused cunt a tongue-filled kiss.

"You're all mine, Mommy."

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slothspaghettiwrites · 2 years

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I know it won’t happen for a long time into their relationship and Robert isn’t soft soft and enjoys degrading, but he eventually turns a little soft for his princess. I can help but wonder when does Robert starts to like Justin, what moment makes him realize this and how does he react?

Warnings: prison au, age gap, choking, anxiety, solitary confinement, soft!Robert Pronge?, unedited and written on my phone

Three Weeks

The first time Justin gets sent to solitary, it's for three whole weeks. He's anxious, being locked in a room for alone for the first time since he's gotten to the prison. He hadn't even seen Daddy before he is dragged from the far side of the prison and the solid metal door is slammed shut in his face.

For three long weeks he sits, and sits, and sits. He reads mostly, the same book endlessly, sometimes he tries doing exercises but can't really be bothered. His stomaches the food he is given, but never finishes his tray. Justin is constantly concerned about how much trouble he is going to get into once he is back in gen pop.

That anxiety only ramps up higher when they are escorting him back. He isn't sure what to expect, maybe this will be the time Daddy kills him. No more jokes, no more almosts. He's glad he didn't eat breakfast because Justin was certainly he'd have thrown it up by now.

Daddy barely waits for the guards to have their back turned before he's on him. His hands are wrapped around Justin's throat as he pushes him up against the wall. He wraps his fingers around his wrist, feels the tears start the prick in his eyes and he tries to draw in a breath.

"Don't you ever fucking leave me again." Daddy hisses like it was Justin's fault, like he wanted to be separated.

"Won'-" he chokes, promise written all over his pudgy reddened cheeks.

The fingers around his neck loosen as his lungs begin to ache. Justin opens his mouth, gasping for air, only for his breath to be cut off again. Daddy's lips crash into his, tongue fucking into his open mouth. It's filthy, just like everything else Daddy does to his body.

But for a moment, Justin doesn't feel anxious.

#sloth asks #nonnie #train to hell #justin capshaw x robert pronge #aged up!justin capshaw #its been a long time but I'm visiting prison again #prison au

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slothspaghettiwrites · 1 year

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Yoo I've been reading a couple of your capshaw/pronge fics for a while now and had this alt fairytale!ASU of siren!justin trying to lure in pirate!pronge but ends up failing because of the old fashioned earplug method. Next thing he knows he's being hauled into the captain's chamber. Pronge is a lil shit about it and even mocks the sobbing merman. Robert is grinning from ear to ear, "What's that? Sorry. Can't hear you."

Uh nonnie 👀👀👀 you should write it.

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slothspaghettiwrites · 2 years

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I’m not saying I need to know what mommy is gonna do to Steve but…..I kinda do….

It is finally time 😌

Indulge with me

Warnings: Sub!Steve Rogers, Orgyverse AU, mentioned Stucky, background Aged Up!Justin Capshaw, Mommy!Reader, prostate massage, prostate milking, a bit of religion chat, cumming untouched, written on my phone and unedited

"Stevie, now I know you and Bucky have a certain way of doing punishment."

Mommy doesn't touch him as they walk into the well lit playroom. Justin stands quietly next to the door. Steve trembles, unsure of what he's to do while you stares at him, assessing him, sizing him up, trying to read his mind. He doesn't know, all he knows is that he fucked up and he's waiting for his penance.

Panic makes his chest rise and fall faster. What is Mommy going to do to him? Kneeling, whipping, denial? Bucky has made him do all three at the same time before while reciting rosary prayers. Every falter meant another lash, another time the machine would turn on again to fuck him until he was almost cumming.

"But that has never truly been my style. Justin knows this better than anyone. I like to indulge, spoil you boys when I'm here. It's what Mommy does. Do you want to be spoiled?"

"I want to be forgiven, please," he whispers, he can't seem to raise his voice any higher.

"That's not the question I asked." Your voice turns stern, still somehow soothing to his ears.

"By you, yes, ma'am," he confesses, a weight lifts off his shoulders. He's told the truth. That has to count for something. The sooner punishment is over the better. He always feels whole again after a punishment.

Steve feels a flicker of fear when Mommy smiles at him.

"Take your clothes off please," you request.

It should be simple, but he's self conscious suddenly. Everyone has seen him naked before. Steve was even prideful that first time because his cock is so much bigger. He could pleasure Mommy so much better than Justin if you just let him show you.

He is nervous now. Both of you watch his every move. The way he removes his shirt and trouser, carefully folding them before removing his undershirt and socks. He stands in his loose white boxers trying to decide if you also means these.

"You're very sweet, Stevie, innocent despite all this somehow." You coo at him. "But we are here to indulge, take off your boxers too."

He swallows around the nervous, giddy lump in his throat. Steve is half hard already just from the way you're looking at him. He doesn't even register that Justin is still in the room when you are walking up to him. You touch his tattoo covered chest, fingers feather light against his skin. You trace his muscles slowly until he squirms.

"Tell me how you feel, Stevie."

"Hot," he breathes, the words coming out before he can think. "Prideful, guilty, envious, lustful." He tries to cover up, list things that make actual sense for this situation.

Your fingers trail further down his stomach until you're tracing the tattoo above his cock. He feels like he's vibrating, anticipating when you will finally touch him.

"Prideful, yes I do believe that's how you looked your first night here. Guilt is boring Stevie. Lustful, how can you not be." Your smile is down right sinful. "But envious? What could you possibly be jealous of?"

He clears his throat to speak, but then your fingers wrap around his cock and he can't think. A choked sound leaves his mouth at the light touch, blush spreading across his cheeks.

"You're handsome, tall, muscular, got a cock made for fucking people stupid," you purr against his lips. "What or who are you envious of, Stevie?"

You pump him slowly, tightening your first around the wet head of his cock.

"Him," he finally whimpers, a blush spreading down to his chest. "Jealous of him."

A smile splits across your face, lips brushing against his cheek. It's not a kiss. He knows that. But he wishes it was. He did a good thing, he confessed.

"You hear that, Puppy? Doesn't that make you feel good, makes Mommy's praise all the more real."

"Just makes you the prettiest," the other boy pouts from behind Steve.

"Thank you, Puppy." You squeeze Steve's cock hard before letting him go. "Now for you, Stevie, why don't you get up on the table, lay on your back, and I'll spoil you just like you want."

Steve looks over his shoulder, and for a moment he swears Justin looks smug, but he can't linger on that. You grab his cock again and tug. He goes to the massage table without any more thought. You arrange his body gently, like he's precious and sacred. The table moves with him, shifts and lifts until he's knees are raised and spread apart.

His breaths come in quick pants, the position is exposing. His hard cock leaks against his stomach as you stand between him fully clothed.

"Are you warm enough? Comfy?" You ask, placing your hands on his knees. Your thumbs make slow circles against his skin and he flushes hotter.

"Yes, Ma'am."

"Perfect, honey, just tell me if you want anything."

Your hands disappear for a moment underneath the table. They reappear with an open bottle. You coat your hands in oil and begin massaging his thighs, moving higher and higher. He sinks into the feeling, letting his eyes close and mouth open. When your fingers tease his perineum, he asks for more. He wants more.

"Please, inside me."

You praise him. He asked for what he wanted. "Bucky is so lucky to have such a good boy like you, Stevie. Sounding as sweet as you do, so polite."

Your finger slips into him easily, soft and slick against his ass. A second quickly follows. His hips buck on the table and his knees shake when you press your thumb down at the same time as curling your two fingers up.

Steve whimpers. You massage his prostate slowly, stroking his channel with practiced ease. A pressure builds at the base of his spine. Already he feels like he's going cum. His moans turn into whines as you keep pace. Never too fast, and not moving your other hand to his cock.

"Can-can I cum, please?" He pleads.

"Of course, Stevie, I am here to spoil you. You have all of my attention honey. Make a mess for me."

It starts in his toes, a rush of feeling that bursts through him until his eyes roll back in his head. He can't breathe, he can't see, he can't speak. He's never cum like. This feels endless and like his soul is spurting out his dick in great rushes.

"Well done, Stevie, just relax into it. Such a good job for me, so fast. Such an easy boy for me."

Your other hand finally wraps around his cum-smeared cock. Steve chokes on his saliva when you start stroking him. Your fingers still hold pressure against his prostate and he feels a burn in his spine. You're going to make him cum again, which makes no sense but his cock is trying. Tears slip down his cheek as his cock aches.

"I don't think-"

"Ssshhh, Stevie, indulge me with me, let go and let me pleasure you. This is what you wanted right?"

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sebastiansluts · 2 years

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Justin Capshaw, is 19, has issues.

Part 2

He panics when he sees that the facial he gave the woman is stirring her from her sleep, so he rolls her over onto her stomach before she can see his face. Grabs a panty and scarf from the side drawer, stuffs it in her mouth and ties the scarf around her wrists. He knows he should go, but he’s now sitting on her naked ass and shes bucking at him to get him off of her. He is mesmerized and gets hard again. He grabs more scarves, pulls her down to the end of the bed and ties a leg to each post. He is transfixed with her and explores her body. He so horny he has to fuck her, so he does. But hes still not satisfied and gets hard again, poking at her asshole. He cant get inside with his dick though, so he ties a thick scarf over her eyes and turns her over onto her back, adjusting the bindings, pulling her further down on the bed so that her legs bend and splay. He crawls in between them,rubbing his hard-again dick against her while he plays with her boobs. Squeezing, slapping them, getting off on how they jiggle. He sucks on them until hes marked them up, and then suckles on her nipples, leaking precum all over her thighs and pussy. Hes so aroused, he needs to come again, so he straddles her and tittyfucks her. He’s out of his head and cries out, “M-mommy!,”, when he cums, spurting all over her tits and mouth.

Justin Capshaw (18+) x Reader; non!con, voyeurism, somnophilia, facial, vaginal sex, anal fingering, bondage, breast play, mommy kink

ANY HATE WILL BE DELETED THIS IS A JUDGEMENT FREE ZONE DON’T LIKE, DON’T INTERACT; MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 18+

Justin rides his bike around the neighborhood at night. He likes to peep into lit up homes and see how normal families live. When he’s turning around from a cul de sac he sees a woman about his mothers age (he guesses, she dumped him and ran away when he was five) in her home and he watches transfixed as she takes her top off, and then her bra. He follows her to her bedroom and watches her massage her breasts and shoulders, and cums all over her azalea bush. He’s obsessed and comes back to watch her a few times - backstory from anon

Justin watched as you got ready for bed, walking around naked, since you slept in the nude he'd learned over the past few times he'd been here. You laid down after taking a pill, one Justin had figured must be a sleeping pill because you never woke up in the middle of the night when he saw you take those.

You fell asleep quickly and Justin couldn't take it anymore, he tried the sliding glass door, shocked when it opened. Not wasting his chance, he slipped inside, shutting it behind him, walking over to your bedside. He watched you sleep for a minute, then pulled the sheet down, exposing your breasts. Justin bit his lip, raised shaking hands, and gently rested them on your breasts.

The second he made contact he was gasping, yanking his hands off and pulling out his dick, jerking off over your face and coming fast and hard, drenching you.

You licked your lips, grimacing in your sleep, eyes starting to flutter. Justin panicked and rolled you over onto your stomach. He grabbed a panty and a scarf from your drawers, he tied your wrists and stuffed your mouth, pressing your head down into the bed so you couldn't turn and see him.

You tried bucking him off, but all you did was make him hard again. Justin pressed a pillow over your head, blocking your view, but letting you turn it to breathe, and he got up, getting more scarves and pulling you to the end of the bed, tying you up, legs spread apart.

This is the first time Justin's seen a woman's body up close and he's awestruck. His hands skim over your legs, tickling your feet, rubbing your hips and ass, massaging your back and shoulders. He pokes at your tits, pressing out on the sides. He slowly pushes a finger into your pussy and nearly comes in his pants at how wet and tight you are.

Justin stands up, lining up with your pussy and thrusts in sloppily, hips stuttering almost immediately, coming hard inside you, pulling out and watching his cum leak out.

He watches and pokes it back in, then pokes at your other hole, finger sliding in, coated with his cum. He tries to fit his dick to your hole, and you clench in fear. Justin can't push in, and he doesn't really want to hurt you, so he moves and ties a thick scarf around your eyes, undoing your binds and flipping you over before retying your legs, spread further apart and splayed out, bent awkwardly.

Justin climbed up onto you, rutting his dick into your pussy, while he palmed your breasts. He tried squeezing them, feeling the ample flesh squish through his fingers. He slapped them, jerking his hips against you when they jiggled. He slapped them again and again, until he was nearly coming.

Justin slowed down, sucking on your tits to calm down. He sucked marks all over your tits, before suckling at your nipples, little whimpers leaving his throat. He was leaking precum all over you thighs and pussy, his dick sliding wetly against you.

Justin climbs onto your chest, nearly in tears, sliding his dick between your tits, pressing them tight to it. He's desperate, about to come, "M-Mommy!" he shouted, coming all over your face again and into your mouth.

#justin capshaw #justin capshaw smut #justin capshaw x reader #justin capshaw x you #justin capshaw x y/n #no y/n #smut

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