#dave x reader
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just a quick little sun for dave & todd 🙈.
“ILL TAKE THEM BOTH, THATS FAIR RIGHT?”
EVAN PETERS & AARON JOHNSON ❤️.
DAVE LIZEWSKI x
BLACK!POPULAR!BIMBO!READER
x TODD HAYNES
LIGHT SMUT 16+
NEW TAGLIST | REQUEST | WATTPAD
SUMMARY;
Picture yourself, a highschool student—pretty, fun, cute, everything perfect beside.., you having a small little crush on a geek,, named Todd.. and teases him and his friend Dave., a lot… Maybe they kept you joking around, or bullying them, but it’s all it cover up for your crush on the boy, from you going to the comic book store to see all of the three friends all today in a window, you’d finally see the beauty in his friend asf well,, you were slowly falling inlove with the two boys without even thinking, but maybe you’ll invite them to your party and pop up with a confession for the both of them.
I CANT JS HAVE ONE—I NEED THEM BOTH.
WARNING !
light-bullying, kissing, body-worship (m!recieving) making out, little touching, two whinny boys, inexperienced/kinda experience, blow-jobs, hand-jobs, breast play(little) whimpering/whining, grinding, polyamorous/threesome, reader in control for a little while, clit sucking, cumplay kinda, f!recieving head as well, just sliding p against v no p in v, deep-throating, sir kink, goddess kink, pleasing kink, praise kink, pet names(reader: pretty girl, baby, goddess | todd: good boy, sweetie, toddy bear | dave: Davey, pretty boy, sweetie)
THIS IS KINDA A 200+ SPECIAL & HAPPY NEW YEARS <;3.
THE SCHOOL DAY WAS PASSING BY QUICKLY AS POSSIBLE LIKE IT WAS RUSHED TODAY, first it was 2nd period, and then the next then, all of a sudden it was lunch.
Maybe it was because you were focusing in class or something, you didn't care or anything you just needed to hand out as many invited to your party coming up this Friday.
Handing out notes and invites left and right in the hallway, you looked up from your locker very quickly only to see your friends coming in your direct, just a couple of girls you talked to here and there, Katie, Emma, and Bree.
"I heard you got a party going on this weekend, what's that about"
You looked at the girl speaking before giving out a cheeky smile, and pulling out 3 invites, "You know I wouldn't forget about you guys right?" you started before letting out a small giggle causing you to feel more eyes on you, "Party on Friday don't forget, show up or be a loser."
The girls laughed at your words before saying a small 'thanks' and giving you side hugs and walking away chatting away, once they were out the way you'd finally seen it, the pair of eyes on you.
A messy curly headed blonde boy, you smiled at him once you and his chocolate eyes locked in with each other causing him to quickly look away exposing his burning red cheeks and ear tips to you,
Causing you to let out a small kitty laugh as you shut your locker door, and walked pass him looking at him once more with that same cheeky smile as early, before quickly fanning your skirt down in the back to get his attention more.
"Todd, are you even listening,?" the dark curly headed boy called out.
"No, not at all,, but did you see that.. she-Y/N, Y/N was totally into me, omg." the boy stuttered among words.
"In your dreams, loverboy." Marty called out slapping the boys shoulder.
"She did, she did.., I swear,, she's into me-she's so pretty,, and such a babe,, and reminds me of a soft little bunny-I do so many-"
"She's not into you, now lets go to lunch."
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You were sitting at lunch with your friends, as they started talking about you upcoming party, and how they were going to have plus ones and boyfriends with them.
blah, blah, blah, you weren't even listening until you heard your name getting called out, "Hey Y/N, do you liked anyone?" one asked, the nosy one to be exact.
You looked at them funny, before speaking up, "You guys know I don't, and if I did, y'all would be the first to know, right?'
"Yeah, yeah but-what about do you find anyone cute,, you know?"
You let out a chuckle, before quickly nodding your head 'no'.
You hated lying to them, but you knew if they knew you thought Todd Haynes as cute,, or even any little nerd-geeky boy like Dave Lizewski or anyone who wasn't popular they wouldn't support you.
They wouldn't understand why, they'd think you were crazy, insane.
Quickly, after they started talking about another subject, one was whispering about hooking you up with someone at your own party but you weren't worried about it.. It would have most likely been a quick little hook up for the night, nothing more.
You simply zone out as you watched the cafeteria door, and seen Todd and his two friends walking in right after, he was mumbling about something, it seem like he was trying to get a point out of something, you quickly looked away before your friends can notice and bit onto your fork full of fruits; a grape, strawberry and kiwi.
Fork still in your mouth as you slowly looked back up with a half smile as you seen Todd looking in your direct, you were feeling all bubbly, making your thighs squeeze tightly together as you kissed the fork as it came out your mouth.
Those reddish pink cheeks came back upon his face once again as he did a small smirk before looking down at his feet and back at you.
You excuse yourself to the bathroom, as you seen the boys walking out of the cafeteria with their lunch, you quickly followed after once you got out of the loud room calling out, "Uh- Todd, excuse..excuse me?"
"Y/N" He says as he stopped moving at the sound of your voice, as him and all of his friends froze and looked in your direction.
"You're never suppose to make a lady run." you said as your looked down, fixing your skirt once again and readjusting your shirt.
"Uh.. sorry,, if I'd knew you were coming after me, I would have waited."
"No-no, its fine.. I just wanted to give you this-WOAH,, didn't notice you guys were this tall at first.." you said as you looked up at them, with a small chuckle.
Todd seemed like he was calming down but was still surprised, and the other two were in very much shock.
"I.. I wanted to give you this,.. just a second." you dogged into your skirt pocket only for it to be empty, you let out a puff of your breath before smiling once you realized.
You quickly pulled a small paper from your bra and let out a cheeky smile before looking at Todd and handing it towards him, "A party invite, umm,, I'd like you to come."
He looked at you, in your eyes before his dropped down toward your now exposed bra and then at the paper, and coughed,, before excusing himself, "Sorry-sorry, I meant to say thanks you Y/N,, I never even knew you noticed me, or knew my name."
"You're crazy, I've always notice you,, I mean who wouldn't, you're like a big golden bear, can I call you Toddy Bear?" you smiled, once again but it disappeared once you heard the bell ringing, "Oh- no, sorry, I waste you guys lunch time, I'm deeply sorry.. I'll make it up to you guys I promise, Friday come to the party!"
"Did you-did she just gave me an invite from her bra?"
"I don't but that.., That was fucking amazing, I think I'm hard-"
“Wow—She actually talked to us..,, she’s got the hots for you toddy bear.” Marty added.
Before any of the could reply, or respond to your invite you laughed and turn bouncing back into the cafeteria to get you stuff.
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Good enough, Friday the day of the party came quickly as can be, you had help from friends setting everything up, drinks, snacks, chips, shortly after.
People were arriving left and right, back to back,, everyone but the person you wanted was there, you didn't trip about it just thought of it as a 'maybe they had some homework or you know nerdy geek stuff to do.' you tried to empty it out of your head by drinking with you friends and playing party games and dancing, but it wasn't working like you wanted to, you had to sit and cool down for a while in your room.
Thinking of what you did, going out of your way to invited someone whose not even popular, a geek,, a literary nerd who you thought liked you, but at this point you were just confused, unfocus, and angry and brokenhearted.
And you even showed out for him, with a big tight hot pink and black cheetah print dress, that showed your bloused and exposed a goof amount of your breast and your legs and thighs.
"Y/N, your missing your own party, what the hell lets go," your best friend called out as she open up your room door and pulled you off of your bed and out of the room.
Next thing you knew, your friend was dragging you down to your basement where people were all bunched up in a circle, and one of the boys with a bottle in their hand smirking at you.
"Who's ready to get the party on!!" The boy chanted as everyone else joined in.
You laughed, with a sigh at the end as you notice the boy you were looking for still wasn't here and looked at your friend behind you who was pout for you to say 'yes'.
You only agreed because it was your party and nobody would want to look sad and alone at their on place.
his their lost.
You took a sit in the center on the circle taking the bottle from the boy with a bubbly giggle coming from your lips as you bend down just a little to place the bottle on the floor, "You,-" you pointed at the boy and let out your signature cheeky smile, "Go first, Tory"
The boy, Tory winked at you as he grabbed ahold of the bottle before twisting it and letting it spin around the room, turning towards everyone and slowly slowing down around the 3 lap in your direction.
You let out a cheeky smile once again as you watched the bottle closely wanting it to stop on you, he was a cute guy what did you expect, he wasn't a curly head like you type of guys you'd normal go for he had a jet black mullet which looked pretty damn good on him.
You smiled as he started crawling towards you and started to crawl with him as well meeting his halfway and looking into his eyes before smirking while your eyes traveled to his lips and let them fall onto yours.
The kiss was a little heated but not much, but you didn't spect Todd and his friend Dave to be at the bottom of the stairs watching you, and the people in the circle around you guys gasping and your friend looking at you in shock.
You shortly pulled away from the boy, as your eyes trailed upon the two boys watching you as your cheeky smile appeared slowly as your walked towards them giggling and full of smiles.
Once you arrived in front of them you let out a breath before wiping your lips letting them watch your lipstick smear on your wrist and onto your cheek just a little, "I thought you guys stood me up."
"Sorry about that, we were.. um, waiting for Marty right?" Todd quickly spoke up as he nudged Dave to help me out.
Dave pushed Todd off of him making you giggle, "Yeah, he ended up billing out because he was on punishment or something."
"Well that's too bad, he's missing out.. How about you guys join in on the game, 'Spin the Bottle'?"
Todd just looked at you and then at Dave once or twice before nodding his head and Dave followed right after, as you twirled around pulling them more into the basement loud room full of teenagers and people drinking, dancing and everything.
As the girls who were gathered in a group called out of you, and gotten your attention you rushed towards them with both of the boys hand in each of yours, Todd on your left with his best bud on the right of you holding onto your hand.
Todd followed after you was your were traveling through the crowd of people, Dave close by him with a smile on his face as he looked at Todd as they shared a look and listenly laughed and blushed together, but snap out of it once they heard their names getting called.
"This is Todd Haynes, and Dave Lizewski, aren't they adorable, they're like two retrievers, a golden one and a Labrador right?" You said with a giggle as you let out of their hands and pointed toward them.
Your friends look at your weird just a bit before, whispering and asking you if your were okay, you brushed them off, "If you going to be lame about it then leave the party.. Last time I checked, Y/N doesn't have to followed you barbie dolls orders."
Todd and Dave laughed behind you, as the girls looked them up and down with disgust and moved to another room, "Your so badass!"
"Thank you, kind sir." you said turning around and smiling at Dave.
"So,, are they're still games being played?"
You smiled at him before grabbing ahold of their hands again causing their heart to rush and bump even faster than before, as you pulled them into a big open spot in the basement, where you had left from to begin with, "Spin the Bottle is still going on, but after, lets play 7 minutes in heaven addition."
You called out to the crowd of people who were now coming back into the room with excitement with them and yelling and chanting.
Finally everyone was settled down, you were across from Dave and Todd next to Troy who quickly sat next to your as you were the first to sit down, Todd and Dave were a little disappoint but ignored it,
The game had be going on for a while now, and about more then half of the people spinned the bottle, and it was Daves turn, but all of his attention was turned to you, as you has Tory on your shoulder touching and and breathing all on your neck as you just giggled in response and made eye contact with Dave as he tried to look away but he just couldn't.
'spin the bottle pretty boy..' you mouthed towards him as he looked at you in shock before grabbing ahold of the bottle and twisting it around the room as it twirled around quickly and fast and slowly and slowly slowed down to the max and stopped spinning of a blonde haired girl, you didn't even remembered her name, Ally or Lily or something like that, you watch as Dave looked in the girl direction, and jealously slowly filled in your veins.
The girl mumbled something under a breath, and laughed while looking in Dave's direction, this pissed you off completely once you seen the disappointment on the boys face, "Your such a pussy"
You stated as you crawled towards Dave and into his lap with a small giggle at his bright red face and smashed your lips onto his, his hand slowly ran upon your thighs brushing his inner thighs before he gripped onto your waist and pulled onto your clothes, caused you to laugh as he slides in tongue into your mouth, you sucked on his tongue for a hot second as you pushed your tongue against his and sucking in all of the air and spit, saliva form his mouth into your as you pushed yourself more on him, more in to him craving, wanting and needing more then every.
You were completely token away by the moment, 'fuckkk-nerds really are the new deal,.. all of this I think I'm gonna-'
You were stopped by yourself needing air, you with almost panting and panicking in his lap as his lips were still on yours, you wanted more, but did you need air more?
Your thoughts were cut off before your on brain took control and placing your hands on his shoulder and pushing him back as you got a big huff of air, and started to pant slowly.
"Jesus Christ.. looks like you missed out what's your face?" you chuckled and gotten off the boy, feeling something but brushing it off, "Anyways, you guys are being pussies about kissing, let start 7 minutes in heaven."
Everyone agree with you quickly, and some disagreed and started to leave, while you just laughed and called them party-poopers and told everyone to get back upstairs to play near a closet, and the rest to out the basement without you with them.
The group of the game players arrived in the living room which was near your hallway closest, which was pretty empty beside the old materials your dad had to keep in there just incase he forget once in a while, but nobody had they'd move it out, or mind so you kept it in its safe place,, you'd asked everyone would they rather pick a name out of a basket or,, just spin the bottle like normal-which is now you would play in general but you didn't think anything of it.
You guys started the game with the bottle, just like original spin the bottle you'd just played, half of everyone had already spin the bottle and went into the closet.
It was mostly girls with their best friend, both coming out of the closet with a hickey which guys thought was 'hot', and jock boys going in with a hot chick which was rare because, it seemed like nobody was getting the people they actually wanted, which had you all giggles and full of laughs as your cheeky smile filled the room.
You'd been watching people get up from their spot and go into the hall and in the closet for like a good 20ish minutes,
Finally it was your turn, you looked around the room for a quick second before looking up at Todd and winking at you, people in the room would say you were enjoying yourself a little to much, but whatever,, its your party anyways.
You kissed the palm of your hand before letting it rest onto the bottle in the center of the floor, and closed your eyes and your hand twisted the bottle and let it spin on repeat, over and over finally opening your eyes as your watch it start to slow down and fall well-spin in the right direction you wanted it in,.
The bottle stopped onto Todd, which made you giggle silently, but were token back as your bottle move again into the middle of Dave and Todd, no in-between, it was literally pointing at Dave and Todd.
You were by surprised, but just laughed it off as everyone started to mumble thing, annoying thing.
"Shut up, shut up.. Jesus." You started, as you crawled up to get a better view of the boy, you let out a soft sight before hiding it with a giggle, and grabbed ahold of both of the boys hands just like before, "I'll take them both, that's fair right?"
You didn't tell anyone get a saying in what you were about to do, so your pushed yourself to your feet, pulling both of them with you, as you sassily walked down the hallway and opened the door for them.
"Oh no-no, ladies first!" Todd stated, bumping Daves shoulder as the other male quickly followed and said at the same time, "Yeah man,, ladies first."
You smiled a little and hopped into the closet first just as Dave came in right after you, and Todd followed by closely and shut the door.
"Soo.." Dave started, looking around the closet trying to get comfortable, "Excuse the messy, this is where my dad leaves his stuff, you know."
"No, no it's perfectly fine, what you mean-the party is find everything is fine." Todd stammer around words while looking down at you, Dave let out a small chuckle, "He means, we're glad you invited us to the party, and called us your friends and let us hangout with you this evening or night or whatever." You smiled at both of their words, before frowning and getting them to ask if you were okay.
"Im good, I just really thought you guys weren't gonna come, but I'm glad you guys did,, but I think the party could be even better for you too..-A pretty boy and a good boy, you know?"
Todd and Dave blushed at your words, but were a little confused.
The two boys looked at each other, a questionable look, as one eyes trailed to you and you looking back up at them with a smile, this smile was with pouty lips and a little bit of teeth.
"I don't think we follow.. Y/N,?" you shushed Dave as you pulled their hand, noticing neither of the let out as y'all gotten into the closet, your pulled their thumbs and put the other into a fist as you opened your mouth widely exposing your wet sloppier mouth to them and slid their thumbs into it, watching the surprise look grow on their face, you smiled as you closed your mouth and started to suck onto both of their thumbs as they watched you closely.
They slowly took advantage and started to thrust their thumbs into your mouth, one poking the gumminess on your right cheek while the other does the same onto your left, thrusting it faster and faster as your eyes rolled to the back of your head feeling their thumbs all around your mouth, pushing them farther and farther, until you let out a small gag, "Shit!,,Sorry.. sorry!"
You laughed and pulled their finger out of your mouth left a kiss on the tips of him before pulling them both closer to you, as you finally lashed your lips onto Todds and kissed him lovingly as one hand cupped his face and the other roamed about Daves body and under his shirt flicking his nipples as he let out small tiny whimpers.
You pulled away from Todd with a trail of calls spit mixture together and turned to Dave and kissed him the same way, but he was very much more confident and smooth, his hands with onto your ass and your dress slowly rises up, giving them a good view of your ass, you grabbed ahold of Todds again as you pulled his hand to your neck causing him to leave kisses upon you, and place his hand about your breast.
You were moaning not quite loudly but good enough for just the two boys to heard as they were both trailing kissing on your neck and small hickeys that they were sucking on, you giggle as your felt Todd bite you and Dave lick you, god it was like heaven, your quickly rested your hairs onto their hair brushing it with your fingers as you tugged on it just a little, but enough to make them both groan in pleasure.
As they were still kissing upon your neck you slightly pushed them off and turned making them unzip your dress, and faced them once again as your let it down to the floor, exposing your non-existing bra, and cloudy pink panties, just looking at the sight the boys moaned.
They quickly token of their shirts and shoes and pants, leaving themselves in their boxers before, taking command and connecting their lips to your tits, sucking onto your nipples hard and rough as your were sensitive and whined as the pool between your legs was dripping from your lips, leaving a huge leak from your thighs.
You placed your hands onto their hard member and palmed them though their boxers just a little tease as you felt a hint of their breath on your nipple, you moaned as one groan against you as the other nibbled against ur nipple and sucked it dry.
You moaned at their actions, the lick, sucking all or any kind of motion around your body you let out a sound, you let out a breathless laugh as you finally focused on get their dicks out, wrapping both of your hands around each of their member you started to stroke up and down, on repeat while watching them moan and whine against your chess as you paid close attention with that same cheeky smile.
"Sweeties!-Mmfph~.. Jesus.." you moaned as one of them moved their hand down you body to where you wanted them to be at most, your hand quickly rushed to move your undies out of the way and exposed your dripping cunt, wanting to be touch.
You quickly got a grip onto both of the members and started to stroke them more quicker and faster, Dave was enjoying this a lot, Todd was also, but he was too busy in his own pleasure to notice as he was thrusting into your fist and squeezing and suckling at your nipples and your neck, you smiled as you moaned and whimpers at them.
"Can-can I do something.. like more for you?" the boys stop at your question and pulled away nodding and letting out a simple 'yes'.
You dropped to your knees looking back up at them before squeezing your tits together and stroking Daves dick, before opening your mouth and showing him before placing you mouth onto his tip and sucking it, licking up all of the precum and any substance that was last on his manhood, you deepthroated him as he threw his head back against the wall, groaning and moaning lowly from his embarrassment of you making him feel so good.
You snapped your attention to Todd as you kept on with you head movement as you see the blonde boy watching you slowly and biting his lip,
You smiled at him as your stroke he member for a good second before smash your tits against his long chock and bumped your breast up and down stroking his chock more with you thick and plumed breast, you realized Dave was going to cum pretty soon do to his twitching in your mouth, you howled your checks against his dick stopping all of the movement.
You looked at Dave and gave him a small 'no, not yet' with his tip still in your mouth, you bounced your tits on Todd member quickly, going faster and faster making him grab ahold of Dave hand and squeeze it for dear life, "Please-b-baby,,... GOD!"
"Y/N, Mmm-Y/N-Y/N,, Y/N your like a goddess.. please..nggh!"
You giggle to yourself as your drop your breast from your hand and opened your mouth wide, as your tried and successfully got both of the big fat tips into your mouth, you wrapped your hand around them both and slide your fist up and down quickly, while babbling away, "Cum..cum for me,, can you do that.. Davey~ Toddy Bear."
Just as that was said, they both chanted your name while cumming into your mouth, a full on leak of cum dripping form your lips and rolling down your face, "Y/N, Y/N, Y/N-babyyy~ Y/N!"
"Please~~Y/N, Y/N, Y/N-baby--Pretty girl--ohhh!"
You smiled as your sallowed most of the cum before sucking onto both of their dicks and get a few more drops to come out and leak onto your tongue, you giggle sending motion onto their dicks before Dave placed his thumb against your check and swiped up some cum before shoving it back into your mouth, "What a Goddess..,"
"Ours to keep, right?"
You nodded your head against his fingers that were still in your mouth, you whined as he released it from your mouth, leaving you empty and greedy for more.
"She didn't come did she.." Dave asked, as he looked at Todd, who smirked, "Lets make her come."
Todd and Daves eyes grew with lust and harden as they pushed you onto your dads work table thingy, and spread out your legs exposing your greedy, wet, sloppy, and hungry cunt,, "She's gotta cum twice, fuck the timer thingy, I want her cumin on our face and on our chocks."
You giggled bit which caused the boys to smash their faces into your big fat pussy lips, letting their tongue lick all around you as your head fell back and hands reached for this hair as your tugged and pulled on them but nothing worked, you felt more pressure and pleasure as your felt two of each of their fingers spreading your entrance out more and more, you thought you were about to die from having such a good time,
It was like you were getting spilt in half and you couldn't do anything about it, you giggled up a moan and whimpers and whines as your started to thrust your hips into their face wanting more, craving more and greed to having more.
You felt Todd laugh against your clit which caused you to let out a big mouth, "Please!!~~S-sirs!"
They smirked at the word your called them by, before both licking a long strike across your cunt clinking all of the wet pussy juice, and the new substance of your cum as your legs shook
It spilled out of your very quickly as they didn't stop sucking, licking, biting and pleasuring your.
"That was good, very pretty baby." Todd said as he raised up and smiled at you, "Lets have another." Dave quickly added as he kissed. your cheek, and Todd kissed your forehead.
Todd was first to start rubbing his mid-more-than-average size chock between your lips, and Dave followed right after with the same size just a fatter tip, you tend to feel dizzy and start babbling a lot more, you were chock-dunk for them, and they were enjoying it like heaven.
"Ah-look at your Y/N, pretty girl,, pretty, pretty." Dave mumbled in your ear and Todd was kissing down your stomach, they felt you legs shaking again and you body began to move on its own, trying to stop the fiction, and move and pull away but Dave and Todd had a grip on you.
You weren't going anything until they gotten their 2nd orgasm from you, and you knew it.
"Calm down darling, we're just taking care of you like what you did for us,, right Dave?"
Dave nodded as it teased your entrance with his tipped and ran his tip along your clit making you tense up and shake more, Todd spat onto your cunt and began to rub it in with his dick.
Just as your 2nd orgasm came, you cummed so hard it you legged didn't stop shaking, and you were panting heavily, "Such a Good girl, were going to give her a prize back right,,"
Dave and Todd fisted their chocks in their hands and came upon your cunt, covering it in a cozy white substance and smiled at you, before lifting you up between them as they covered you in kissed from you forehead, cheeks neck, breast, stomach and lips, and made sure you were perfectly fine and enjoyed your moment with them.
ANY MISTAKES/MISSPELLS TELL ME.
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I LOVE DILF DAVE SO MUCH OH MY GOD 🗣⁉️
imagine him getting you ready before you guys fuck and he's fingering you so slowly that your trying to grind on them until he pounds his fingers in and out, making you clench around him. he would just love seeing you like this and wanting to make you cum before he even really touches you. he'd find it so pathetic and tease you about it.
"Dave- Dave, baby!! stop.. 'm gonna cum!"
"really? already? fuckin' slut. getting off to me and my dicks not even inside of you yet? you're fuckin' pathetic, hun."
he'd growl before you squirm and squeal. he's just so full of pride that he's going faster and faster, hitting deep inside of your cunt.
you bite your lip from your orgasm, trying not to make noise before you cover Dave's hand in your fluid. he just groans, pulling out before wiping his fingers on your plush thigh.
"felt that good, huh?"
he laughed before seeing you nod frantically, looking at him with watery eyes.
"want somethin' else that'll feel better? yeah?"
he grabbed your cheek, caressing it before you started nodding again. "course you do, baby. open for me," he put his finger in your mouth to pry it open before pulling himself out and shoving his length down your throat. you already started gagging before he started fucking your mouth like a fleshlight.
he loved the sight and couldn't get enough of your eyes rolling back and slobbering all over his dick like a braindead slut. "mm- dave-" your words were muffled before he pulled out and rested his wet length on your cheek. he tipped his head to the side before putting his hair behind his ear, waiting for you to talk.
"please- please, put it in..."
you begged, a frown forming on your face now. he smirked before he slapped his length against your juicy, blood shot lips.
"dunno, does the slut deserve it?"
everytime he put it against your lips, saliva attached to the tip from your bottom lip. you already looked fucked out, which only made him hornier.
"yes! please- i do, sir.. I'll be so good. please use me, please daddy?"
the name caught him off guard before he shook his head and brought his cock down to your slick pussy, shoving himself inside, balls deep before he started thrusting harshly in and out.
your breath hitches everytime he went in, him cupping one of your tits along with your neck.
you were a moaning mess under Dave, choking on your saliva as your eyes rolled back.
"ah, ah ah. fucking look at me."
he groaned before trying your best to meet his eyes. he looked so lustful from above and you could care less. "sir- sir!" you choked out, biting your lip.
"what was that, princess?"
he squeezed harder around your neck, smirking to himself.
"i- i.."
you could barely get anything out before you clung onto his arm, him just staring at your pussy while his dick was thrusting in and out even faster now, clenching around him everytime he did.
"fuck!"
he hissed before his rhythm got messier, throwing his head back before he came inside of you. him still fucking you through his own orgasm.
"fuck- cum for me baby- please, fuck-"
it was overstimulating for himself as you kept clenching around his dick to make it harder for him. he let out deep grunts and soft whines, him trying to go faster just so you would get off. his seed splattering all over your thighs and stomach before you came.
"daddy! my god- i-im cumming!"
you threw your head back before he came a second time. you were so full, already, him making you his.
Dave pulled out before lifting your legs above your head and spreading your folds to see his seed seep out of you, only making his pride deepen.
"fuckin' cockslut.."
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Amarum
A/N: What if Dave was the guy you met at a bar, and what if that guy absolutely rocked your shit? Well, it might go a little something like this. For any of you that have read my work, imagine Dave from Dulcis, only without the toxicity. A well-adjusted, divorced dad, who likes to tell good girls what to do. I am still on my little break, but I wanted to throw this on here and then fuck off into the sunset. Thanks to my girlie-pop @wheresarizona for listening to my ramblings and for beta-ing this. Enjoy xoxo
Dave York x f!Reader
Pairing: David York x F!Reader
Word Count: 4k
Warnings: NSFW 18+ language, Smut, PIV sex (wrap it up), slight dom-Dave, dirty talk, mentions of alcohol, oral (both m & f rec'g), spanking, a thumb in the booty- let me know if I missed any!
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There was a pleasant buzz flowing through your veins when the bartender placed a drink you definitely didn’t order on the counter in front of you.
“Sorry! I didn’t order this!” You frowned at him, but he waved away your protest, pointing to a man across the bar.
“Courtesy of the gentleman.” He left you with the drink, moving to serve other patrons.
The man he’d indicated to was watching you with clear interest on his face. He was handsome, very handsome. Clean cut from what you could see, dark hair and dark eyes, well dressed, and just your type. You raised the drink to him in thanks, and he smiled, raising his own in return.
Vodka cranberry, classic.
He held your gaze, his smile widening, his eyes raking over you without shame. He pushed away from his place at the bar, and your heart leapt that he was coming over.
You adjusted your dress as best you could, doing a quick sweep over your general appearance, dress smoothed, hair in place, perfect.
“Hi,” he smiled, coming close enough to be heard over the soundtrack of the bar, his voice deep and lovely in your ear. “I’m David. I noticed you from the other side of the room.” He smelled good enough to make your mouth water.
“Hi David,” you introduced yourself, “You did? And what did you think?”
“Thought it must be my lucky day.” His eyes travelled down the length of you without a single attempt at subtlety.
“Do you still think that? Now that you’re up close?” His watch face flashed for a moment, drawing your attention to his hands. They were big and instantly, you imagined them on your hips, at your throat. You swallowed thickly.
“Well, that depends on whether or not you’re looking for the same thing I’m looking for.” He had caught you staring at his hands and made a show of using them to swirl his drink, to fix the collar at his throat; placing one on the bar just beside where you leaned against it. He moved closer, and your focus shifted to the long line of his throat. “I think you are. I think you might be exactly what I’m looking for.”
Your heart was racing, thumping wildly in your chest that this gorgeous man was showing interest. He pressed a little closer, speaking the words right into your ear.
“I think you want to come home with me.” His thumb made contact with your side, a gentle pass that had heat clawing its way through your veins. Your eyes closed of their own accord, an attempt at keeping your cool despite the buzz, despite your body’s reaction to him.
“You’re quite forward.” You smiled, a little nervous, a little intimidated, but very excited.
“Yes, I don’t like to waste time. I find you very attractive, and I’d like to take you home. I’d very much like to show you a good time.” He tipped back his glass, finishing his drink. You did the same. “If I have read you wrong, I apologize, and I hope I didn’t make you feel uncomfortable.”
“No, no.” You put your hand on his arm, your skin sizzling with the small touch, “You’re good.” You thought about it for a minute, questioning whether this was something you really wanted to do. He smiled, his eyes solely focused on you, and for better or worse, you’d already made up your mind. “I would like to go home with you, David.” Adrenaline raced through your body, chasing some of the buzz away, and when he offered his hand, you took it.
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“This place is lovely.” You walk through his airy loft, smiling to yourself because of course he lives in a loft. The ceilings are insanely high, and the whole place has an open, yet homey, lived-in feel. It’s all one giant room, with a staircase leading up to an open second level facing a wall of windows. The gorgeous cityscape laid out before you.
“Thank you, I’m glad you like it.” He sets his sport coat down on an expensive-looking leather chair, “Would you like something to drink?” He gestures towards the minimalist dream that is his kitchen.
“No, thank you, I’m okay for now.” You smile up at him, the nerves in your stomach fluttering wildly. Your eyes continue to take in the space while he makes his way past you.
“Well,” He opens up the fridge, grabbing two bottles of water. “I’m going to bring water for you anyway.” He smiles. “Let me show you the bedroom.”
There’s a slight tremble in your hands as you make your way up the stairs, a clear indication of just how excited you are at the prospect of him getting you naked.
God, I hope he’s a good fuck.
The thought repeats in your head like a mantra, but there’s something about him, an energy he carries that negates any doubt before anything even happens. In truth, you don’t know anything about him. There are little things you can guess–he’s definitely older, for one. Somewhere in his late thirties, early forties.
His bedroom is sparse but neatly organized. Evidence of military experience, maybe?
“Now.” He sets the waters down on one of the nightstands, “Here’s how this is going to go.” He turns to you, his eyes intense, “I’m going to tell you what to do, and you’re going to do it.” He’s moving towards you now, his fingers making quick work of rolling his sleeves up to expose his forearms. “You think you could do that for me?”
“I–yes, I can.” He stands beside you, his body a hair's breadth away.
“I knew you would. I knew you’d be on your best behaviour for me.” His fingers come up, skimming across the expanse of your collarbone, sending a shiver down your spine. “Before we get to all the fun I have planned… I would like to check in. I want you to enjoy this, so I’ll set a few guidelines.” He presses a kiss to your shoulder, and it makes your stomach flutter. “For your comfort, we’ll use the traffic light system. Green means all good, continue–yellow means slow down, and red is a full stop.” He pulls the strap of your dress to the side and places another kiss to your heated skin. “How does that sound?”
You nod at him.
“I need vocal, enthusiastic consent, honey.”
“Yes, yes. I want this.” You turn to him, sliding your hands up to rest on his ribs.
“That’s what I like to hear. Final item, I have been tested and have a clean bill of health. How about you?” His hands caress your arms, almost distracting you from his words.
“Clean. I was tested a few months ago, haven’t been with anyone since then. I’m also on birth control.”
“Lovely, I’m looking forward to filling you to the brim.” He presses a little closer, his finger tilting your chin up, bringing your mouth to his in a soft, surprisingly tender kiss. His lips are plush, pressing against yours while his hand moves from your chin to curl around the column of your neck.
It’s soft, gentle, until it isn’t.
He licks into your mouth, pulling threads of arousal out to pool in your panties. He pushes everything but him out of your mind before giving you a final kiss, rewarding you with a groan, and then pulling away. Your mouth chases his, almost making you stumble, but he holds you in place.
“I want you to sit at the edge of the bed.”
You obey, the nerves replaced with pure arousal and a curious need to make him happy.
“Lovely.” He stands over you, his thumb pressing against your lower lip, “Hands behind your back, please, baby. You’re going to keep them there, is that understood?”
“Yes, sir.” The words come out unbidden, but he smiles a gorgeous smile, and something inside of you preens.
“That’s my good girl. Keep them there.” His hands go to his belt, and you can almost feel your eyes dilating with excitement. The clink of the belt, the sound of his zipper, best of all, the sight of him hard and thick in front of your face makes your heart race. It makes your mouth water.
“What colour are we at?” His cock bobs in front of him, angry red and weeping, but his thumb at your lip is feather soft.
“Bright green, I want it.” You give him your most seductive look before opening your mouth.
“You’re being so good for me,” he gives his cock a few slow strokes, using his own arousal before moving towards your mouth once more. “Stick out your tongue for me, sweetheart. That's it.” You comply with gusto, sticking your tongue out for him. His big hand holds the hinge of your jaw, fingers pressing gently into the heated skin of your face. Your arousal is something huge, something with claws and teeth and a feral edge—it holds you tight enough to hurt, makes you ache for him. “That’s my pretty girl.” He guides the tip of his cock into your mouth, sliding it against your tongue.
Every instinct, every desire in your body begs to act. It compels you to hold his hips, to suck at the fat head of him, to swallow his dick down and make him come so hard he babbles, but you hold still, let the sweat bead at your temples. Obey.
He has a mischievous smile on his face, enjoying the conflict evident on your face.
“I am very proud of how good you’re being for me, holding your hands where I told you to, opening up that pretty mouth for me.” He slides in a little further, pressing the tip to the back of your throat with each shallow thrust of his hips. “See how hard you made me?” He taps his cock against your tongue a couple of times before pulling out of your mouth completely. “Colour?”
“Green.” You moan the word, and he smiles. He leans towards you and gifts you with another toe-curling kiss, his tongue obscene while his hands pull down the straps of your dress, your bra as well to expose your tits.
“That’s better.” He moves back into position, and you hurry to stick out your tongue again, “Close your lips around me; I’m going to fuck that pretty face.” You let out a moan, pressing your thighs together to ease the aching emptiness of your arousal, “Sit still.” You let out a breath and do as he says.
The sounds don’t help. They only make it harder to sit still.
He makes you gag on his cock, makes you feel dirty with how he’s using your mouth, how your spit drips down onto your tits, how your eyes water. He makes you feel divine with how wrecked he looks towering above you, how reverently his hands hold onto your face.
“God, I could just come down your fucking throat, baby.” He pulls out and lets you catch your breath, his voice sinful.
You wait for instructions. You know you must look a mess, but you don’t care. The thing inside you is too happy; the bruising grip of arousal is too strong.
“Good girls get rewarded, and you, baby, have been a very good girl for me. How are we on colour?” He moves to take his shirt off, tossing it into a hamper, watching you as he takes everything off.
“Bright green, but-“You take a deep breath, and he pauses.
“Tell me,” instantly, there’s a shift from confident and commanding to genuine concern. “Too much?”
“No, no, it’s really good, I could suck your dick all night, but I am so fucking wet, I need something.” You pout at him, and he smiles, the so-far benevolent authority back in place.
“How wet?” He’s fully naked now, and your heart races, your cunt itching to be filled by him.
“So fucking wet, David, I’m dying—“ His hand holds your throat, and you whimper.
“Aw, my poor little thing, come, let’s get you out of these clothes.” You let him pull you up from the bed, and within moments, you’re just as naked as him. His mouth fuses to yours, hard, all teeth and tongues, as you both fall onto his bed, a frantic shuffle to move up and align yourselves.
“Fuck me, please.” You grip his hair, sliding your legs high onto his hips.
“Good manners, but no. I’m going to do something else first.” You almost complain, but his mouth moves down and latches onto a nipple, and then all the words float out of your brain. First, one, then the other before he moves lower still, and all of a sudden, your legs are open wide from the breadth of his shoulders, and he’s staring at your pussy like it’s the gates of heaven.
“Good god, it’s so fucking pretty.” He spreads you open with one hand, exposing the plump pearl of your pleasure.
He spits on it, and you feel the warmth of it slip down towards your entrance, but it never makes it; he dives in, and your heart races.
His tongue is a holy thing, and its pilgrimage across your sex is nothing short of sacred. The grip of arousal tightens further, and with his tongue honing in on the center of your universe, your orgasm is shockingly close. He must feel the muscles in your stomach contract under his arm because he pulls away. His eyebrows raise at the strangled whine you let out, a low laugh from somewhere in his throat at the way your hips chase his mouth.
“I never said you could come.” He presses an open-mouthed kiss to your engorged little clit. “You’ve been so fucking good for me. You aren’t going to start misbehaving now, are you?” He kisses it again, his bottom lip gliding against it just right. Tears slip out, unbidden. “Colour?” His hand smooths over the silky skin of your inner thighs, calming the slight tremble in them.
“Green, please, Sir, please—I need to come. I wanna come so bad. Your tongue feels so fucking good.” You aren’t above begging, and something passes over his face, something inside him being fed by you, something that is languishing in your desperation for him.
“No.”
He presses his tongue to your pussy again, broad licks from your dripping entrance up to circle around your sensitive clit. You let out a pitiful whine, squeezing your eyes together to try—really try to focus on something other than the mounting pleasure blooming between your thighs.
“Yellow, yellow!” You scream out the word, letting out a shaky breath when he pulls away from where you pulse under his tongue.
“Good girl, thank you for warning me. How close are you?” He presses kisses to your inner thigh, seemingly content to take all the time in the world while you hang on by a fucking thread.
“It’s right there, so close.” You whine, every muscle in your body pulled taut.
“Okay baby, when you can, on your knees.” He taps your thigh lightly before pressing a kiss to your mound.
You take a few long breaths to steady yourself, clear your mind, and let the orgasm slip away before getting into position. It’s hard to concentrate on anything but how charged your whole body is, and when your nipples graze against the silky fabric of his bedspread, it sends a shiver down your spine.
He wastes no time; his big hands land heavy on your hips, pulling you toward his hips, letting you feel the way his cock slips and slides between your legs.
“You ready to take me, honey? Ready for me to stretch your tight little pussy on my cock?” His hands spread you open, and you know he’s staring at where your bodies meet, his thumb dipping into your dripping entrance. He lands a solid crack on your ass, and you jolt.
“Answer me.” His hand smooths the sting away, and you gulp down your excitement.
“Yes, sir.”
“That’s better.” He glides the tip of his cock against your clit for a moment before slipping inside, the sheer size of him pulls a moan from somewhere in your throat. “So fucking wet for me huh, baby, you needed this cock didn’t you?” He fucks you slow, too slow.
“Yes, god yes, more, please.” The sheets near your face dampen with your words, and with your breath, your arms stretch out in front of you, clutching wildly at the sheets. He tuts when you start to push back and fuck yourself harder. Another solid crack sounds through the room, the sting of the spank only heightens your arousal.
“None of that. You’ll take it how I want to give it.” He holds you in place, letting you feel him deep.
You whine. He laughs.
“What’s wrong, baby?” His hands spread you open wider, “You don’t wanna be good for me anymore?” He lands another crack, and more tears slip down your face. “I’m speaking to you. Answer me.”
“David, please.” A sob claws its way out of your mouth. “Please let me come.”
“Colour?”
“Green, but please, I am begging, please sir.” You know in your heart that the game would end if you said yellow or even red. You know it in your gut, but this is the most aroused you’ve ever been in your life. The feeling of him controlling you, of him withholding your orgasm, has you delirious with excitement, and despite the desperation, you want to be good for him.
He starts to move, shallow at first, but he picks up the pace, and soon the wet sounds of his thrusts echo through the apartment. Until he stops again, and you whine pitifully.
His hand moves, and you feel it swipe the arousal upwards from the stretched mouth of your cunt, up towards your asshole, where something wet and warm has landed, and you know it’s his spit again. Your stomach leapt, a dark thrill running through you like a lightning strike.
“Oh god, green,” the moan you let out was obscene, your body a livewire at the way he circles your back door.
“My dirty girl likes that, huh?” He speeds back up, and with a wet press, he breaches the tight ring of muscle, and your world implodes. The orgasm burns through you, your stomach clenching, your cunt fluttering around his cock, your asshole pulsing around his thumb.
He fucks you through it, his thumb in place, his cock a battering ram against your womb, and when you scream in ecstasy, he pulls away.
“Bad girl, I never gave you permission—“ Your body is jelly in his hands, “Now you’re going to get fucked like a bad girl.” He manoeuvres you onto your back, a pillow shoved under your hips and within a minute he’s slipping back inside you. He fucks the thoughts right out of your head, not bothering to wait until you’ve caught your breath. “Now you’re going to take what I give you.” He’s breathing hard, his cock punching into you over and over, one of his hands holding both of yours above your head, the other wrapped around your throat.
Your mind blanks with every thrust, tears slip out, and into your temples in your altered state of euphoria; you might actually be drooling.
He presses his forehead to yours, panting into your mouth for a handful of thrusts before he grinds himself deep.
He shoves his face into the crook of your neck, his hips grinding through the oversensitivity, babbling incoherent words into your ear. Well, they might be incoherent. Or you might have come so hard that you’ve gone deaf. Who knows.
“—pussy milked me dry.” His face is red with his exertion, sweat beading at his temples, a gorgeous flush crawling up his neck.
“Hmm?” You’re in a daze, your body an untethered thing.
“I said—“ he smiles, “Your pussy milked me dry. I almost don’t want to pull out. I want to stay here all night.” He leans in to kiss, and you whimper into his mouth. Relishing how soft it is after—well, that.
“Sounds nice.” Your voice is hoarse, and exhaustion hits you lightning-quick.
“Stay there.” He pulls out with a hiss and moves towards his en suite. You’re not even sure you respond. Your eyes close for a moment, and then something wonderfully cool wipes at the mess between your legs. “Come on, up for a minute, honey.” He pulls you up gently. “Need you to drink some water.” He’s wearing a pair of grey sweats when you sit up, and he presses the bottle to your mouth, gulping it down eagerly. “Drink it all, please, then you can go to the bathroom, and we can cuddle.”
You do as he says, chug the water, head to the bathroom, and take care of your business. Finally rinsing the makeup and tears and spit from off your face before heading back into the now blessedly dark bedroom. He opens the covers for you, and you slip in, craving intimacy but falling asleep as soon as your head hits the wall of his chest.
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You wake to the sound of rain, heavy sheets of it. Lightning strikes, filling the room with a flash of white light, and then the boom comes, and you stretch within the warm comfort of David’s bed. When you turn, he yawns.
“Rain woke me up too.” His voice is soft, sleep ridden. “How did you sleep?” He turns to look at his clock, and it draws your attention. Not yet six am.
“Slept like a rock. I think you fucked me into a coma.” He laughs at this, full throated, and the sound makes you feel warm.
“Come-“ He opens his arms, and you shuffle into them quickly, sighing contentedly into the warmth of his chest. “I want to check in again. What did you like? Any room for improvement on my end?” His hand swept over your back, a soothing stroke from the back of your neck down to your ass and back again.
“No notes, really, it was really good. I don’t think anyone’s ever made me cry with their dick before, in a good way.” You lift your head a little and snuggle into the crook of his neck. “You tease a lot, but I enjoyed it.” He chuckles.
“I’m glad you enjoyed it. What about after? Anything I could have done better?”
“Nope, I think I passed out, but good call on the water.” You press a kiss to his neck. “Tell me about yourself.”
“Well, I work for the government. I’m divorced, I have two beautiful daughters who I see every other week, and I have a friendly relationship with my ex wife. My parents are retired, and I have no siblings.” He presses a kiss to your forehead. “What about you?”
You tell him about yourself, your work, your family, the important beats of your life, and he listens intently. Eventually though you just get a little antsy, your legs restless while you press yourself closer.
“You need closeness now, hm?” He turns onto his side to face you, “Feeling a little needy?” It isn't asked unkindly. You nod into his shoulder.
“I got you, honey. You did really good for me; made me feel amazing.” He pulls your face up towards his for a kiss, a soft, languid thing that makes you whimper into his mouth. “You’re so warm and soft,” another kiss. “And I don’t ever want you to leave this bed.”
Your hands rub at his back, they pull him closer, needing to feel all of him, and he lets you, continuing to stroke any and all skin available to him. Content to hold you close in the rainy glow of early dawn until exhaustion pulls you down again into the warmth of sleep.
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You are an obsesión
pairing: dark!dave york x dark!f Reader (no use of Y/N)
Summary: You are obsessively in love with your neighbor, Dave York. He's perfect, but you know he's a psycho. You're no better.
Rating: M
Warnings: dark!Dave, dark!Reader, unspecified age, oral sex, blowjob, deepthroating, fingering, squirting, unprotected PiV, size kink, creampie, dirty talk, pet names, cheating. If I miss smt send me a pm
Thanks @vase-of-lilies for the banner
You've always been in love with your neighbor, Dave York, the seemingly perfect man, the perfect father, the perfect husband, but you know he just pretends to be and you don't mind his true side, his dark side.
You knew he was spying on you, once you caught him peek out from his window, since that moment you decided to tease him once wearing a skimpy outfit, once wearing a complete intimate too succinct, one more time you decided to masturbate knowing he was spying on you.
You could feel his eyes on you, and it turned you on even more.
When you met him with his daughters in the driveway, he was polite and kind, he pretended to be innocent, his daughters loved you, you babysitted 'em from time to time, his wife was the sweetest woman you ever met, but she was always there for him and that was a huge problem for you and your idea.
You wanted him, at least once.
You needed him.
You decided to send her a fake mail in which you invited her and their family to a SPA far enough from home. He wouldn't go with them, and you knew, he must work, you heard.
The last time you babysitted his daughters, you installed a Trojan virus onto their system. So, you were always with them.
You saw his wife and their children go away and you knew the time to act was that.
You went to his house and pretended to go there babysitting his daughters. You knocked twice and a minute later, he opened the door. He looked surprised, you fascinated by his brown eyes, his husky voice, and that smile.
You returned the smile, "Hello."
"What can I do fo'you?" he asked with a polite and innocent smile.
"Well, you wife asked me to come for your girls," you said pretending to be innocent.
"Uhm, well-- they're not here." he replied opening the door.
You took a surprised expression, "Really?! Oh, that's weird, she's so punctual,"
He pressed his lips together thoughtful; he looked you in the eye and you returned his gaze.
If it was up to you, you’d already jump on him, instead you breathed deeply and tried to look like a good girl.
"Well, uhm-- so I go home," you said turning your back on him.
"Hey, uhm, can I invite you to have a cup of coffee? Inside, if you'd like--"
Ofcourse.
You turned toward him with a little smile. "Yeah, sure."
"Come in." he invited you getting you into the house.
You've been there dozens and dozens of times, most of the time you were with the girls in the kitchen or in their room. When you babysat them, Mr. and Mrs. York were never home and they invited you to make yourself at home, that time being with him alone in his house gave you shivers, shivers with excitement.
You sat at the kitchen island on a stool while he made coffee, "So- uhm-- how are your studies going?" he asked turning his back on you.
"Well, it's tough, but I like it. I mean, studying architecture was my dream as a child so today study all that stuff and dream to build houses one day" he handed you a cup "is one of the most exciting things in the world," you said sipping your coffee and then looking into his eyes, "What 'bout you?" he looked at you cocking his head to one side "What turns you on?"
He grinned, "Quite a lot of things-- my job, family, follow my favourite people on social media, find Trojan and virus in my PC," his grin spread wide "I got here before you and y'know where I work," you smiled knowingly caught in the act.
"D'you mind?" you asked rising an eyebrow.
"Not at all, but y'know everything comes with a price," he answered sitting on a stool next to you.
If you'd been naive, you'd lost your colour, instead you smirked laying your hand on his.
"What d' you suggest?" you provoked him.
"I won't report you, but I want something in return," he replied "And don't look me with those puppy eyes," he added smirking.
"Seems to me you're the one who pretends to be an innocent good guy, but you and I know what you're capable of, don't you?"
He looked you in the eye, he lost his smile, "What d' you want? Are you blackmailing me?"
You shook your head, "No, but maybe we could make a deal," you said blinking and smiling to him.
"I'm all ears." he said frowning. "I know, you love looking," you said, and you noticed he held his breath "Maybe you haven't noticed it, but I saw you stare at me through the window, I know you like me and--"
He held his breath barking, "Stop!"
You looked him in the eye and observed as his face turned from taut to amused. "Did you like it?" he asked with a grin.
"Yes." you replied feeling your heart beating fast.
Oh, you loved the dimples in his cheeks.
"Show me," he told you getting up from the stool and taking your hand.
"If you're trying to screw me over, your wife will know, oh yes I'll make sure she knows," you tell him in a whisper "And you know I'm not joking,"
He smiled, "Y'know, maybe you and I are more alike than you and I think,"
"Good," you approached him, and you tried to kiss him, but he pushed you away “Not so fast,” he told you. You cocked your head to the side, “I want to see you, here, on my kitchen island," he said taking a step back, “now don't pretend to be innocent, you naughty girl," he added "touch yourself, I wanna see you,"
You swallowed, but you didn't hold back, it's all so kinky, but damn it turned you on.
Did he want a show? Well, he'd have one.
You took a step back and without looking away from his eyes, you took off your top that barely covered your breasts, leaving you in your bra, you touched yourself and teased your still covered nipples and you saw it, you noticed his reaction, his eyes became two slits, you knew he was holding back, good. You ran a finger along your cunt still covered by your jeans, then you unbuttoned the jeans and lowered the zipper. You never lost sight of his eyes or his expression which was becoming more and more tense, you could see it, you knew these types of shows turned him on, and your arousal grew more and more. You slipped off your jeans, remaining in your underwear, "D' you want to see?" you saw him nod “Me too,” you added with a mischievous smirk.
"That wasn't the deal," he recalled, "ladies first." he added with a little smirk.
"Y'know," you said looking in his eye "I'll make an exception for you,” you grinned.
"I consider it an honor," he replied.
You put your hand in your slip, and you immediately found your wet folds, you closed your eyes and a moan escaped from your lips "Eyes on me," he ordered to you while his eyes became darker. You opened your eyes and masturbate never seemed so good: your object of desire was there in front of you, you didn't have to pretend he wasn't looking at you he was really there, you felt it, you perceived it even if he hadn't touched you yet.
Your finger easily slipped in your folds, while his eyes followed your movements, and his look was enough to make your nipples harder. You stood against the island with one hand, while you gave pleasure with the other. Your breathing became erratic and in the blink of an eye, he reached you and wrapped your hand in his, you almost jumped from that gesture, but it was a moment and you immediately relaxed, leaning your torso on the island, "Let go," he said in your ear and then placed a kiss on your earlobe, along your jaw line, your neck, your collarbone, you moaned deliciously "You little brat," you moaned in response, closing your eyes. He pressed you against the island and then pulled down your panties, you immediately opened your eyes to find his eyes full of lust and finally he kissed you.
It was exactly as you imagined: it was demanding.
His fingers ran along your pubis in a slow and calculated caress and pleasure reverberated even more in you, leading you to close your legs "Open 'em," he ordered you, letting his fingers wander there again and again. "Dave, please--" you sighed laying your hands on his shoulders. He didn't add anything, he wrapped your pussy with his hand, you felt your dripping cunt and you were sure he felt it too. Caught up in ever-increasing arousal, you brought your lips close to his neck, if only he wasn’t married everyone would have known that Dave York was yours! Instead, you were content to lap his neck with kisses or simply lay your moist lips, "Watch out!"
"If I weren't, I wouldn't be here now," you told him between kisses.
"You are soaked, my naughty girl," he said slipping a finger in there making you feel an almost burning heat spreading from your trobbing center throughout your body, oh it was wonderful. The contact with one finger lasted only a short time because soon he added a second and then a third finger, his touch became rhythmic, incessant, tight, you were all a quiver under his touch, you moaned louder and louder until you clearly felt his fingers touch a precise spot inside you that made you see stars behind your eyelids, you tilted your head back, your eyes rolling to the back of your head, your mouth slacked and you groaned then your orgasm exploded and with it you also felt liquid dripping.
You surrendered yourself against him breathing heavily, "Didn't think you squirted, brat"
"Neither did I," you admitted, it never happened to you in fact. Still with your eyes closed, you felt his hands rest on your naked hips and only then, after your orgasm faded completely, you remembered he was still fully clothed and was very very aroused.
"Now it's your turn," you said biting your lower lip caressing his intimacy throughout its still-covered length, "wow, you're huge, Mr. York,"
"Hope you like it," he said taking your chin between his thumb and forefinger and kissing you, your breaths mingling. Without interrupting the kiss, you unbuckled his belt and slid the zipper and together you lowered his pants. Only then you interrupted your kiss and noticed how big his intimacy was although it was covered, you looked at him for just a moment to seek confirmation in his eyes and then you knelt in front of him and released his erection, it was really huge. It was going to bruise you pretty badly, but it was going to be a pleasurable hurt, you wanted it with all your heart.
You surrounded it with a hand pumping a few times, he was hard and soft at once, like steel encased in velvet, a pearl of pre cum was already on its reddened tip, you observed the scene swallowing, then decided to taste it, he was salty and smooth. "Oh, shit" he whispered closing his eyes surrendering to your pressing caress. You sucked harder, flicking your tongue across the head of his massive erection. You decided to dare, you wanted all of him, you relaxed your throat and took him all of him, all the way down to touching his pubic hair with your nose, "Fuck" he groaned gripping your hair. You sucked harder and harder, "It feels so good," he whispered, you saw his tense expression, his short breath, with a hand in your hair he tried to make you move "I'm gonna come, move over," he muttered, but you in response grabbed his legs forcefully and sucked relentlessly "Oh shit, shit" he came between your lips and you tasted every last drop, "You naughty girl," commented opening his eyes revealing them shiny. You stood licking your lips, "I didn't think you were like that, you know?" he said taking your chin between thumb and forefinger again and kissing you. "Like what?" you asked him, resting your hands on his biceps. "Like this," he said shrugging his shoulders, "you've been here so many times, I've seen you so many times, but I didn't think having you in my hands would make me feel like this," he added wrapping one of your breasts in his huge hand causing you to shudder again and closing your eyes for a moment.
"Are you suggesting something?" you asked with a grin, moving even closer to him.
"If you suck my cock like that, you might as well become my lover," he told you with an equally grin.
"I told you we'd come to an understanding," you said, resting your lips on his.
"I knew you and I were alike, but not to this extent," he said holding you against the kitchen island again, "Be mine," he added giving you kisses along your jaw line and neck.
"I have been yours since I've known you, I've always wanted to be yours," you confessed by encircling his neck with your arms, "make me yours now," you added by wrapping his intimacy in your hand. "I got it," he said making you loosen your grip on his still half hard erection, he placed his hands on your hips and made you sit on the island, you moaned surprised and excited at the same time at the idea of what he would do to you, you thought he was going to fill you up but instead he moved his lips closer to your cunt and shit, you completely abandoned your torso on the surface and let him take control over you again, his tongue and lips sent you into ecstasy as you groaned discomposedly, and then he went to suck your clit and it was amazing, his hands were both on your breasts rolling your nipples between his fingers.
"I'm cumming," you said with a long, sonorous moan, "Fuck," you cursed.
He didn't even let you recover from this orgasm that he pulled you closer and in one move he filled you completely all the way down, making you gasp again, "You're so fucking tight," he cursed and you felt him so deep in you, he remained still for a moment only, a moment during which you both lacked breath and then he took to pumping in and out at an incessant pace, and you felt your orgasm mount inside you again, stronger and stronger.
“I need harder,” you said gasping, hearing your request, Dave held you down by the hips and pushed all the way in, and that's when you felt him completely up to your cervix "Fuck, fuck, fuck," you repeated incessantly as he pushed all the way in, grunting and moaning louder and louder, "Where d’ you want me?" he asked.
"Inside, fill me," you replied between moans, "I have an IUD,"
"Fuck," he cursed, and after a few more thrusts, you felt his cum inside you and partly leaking out.
It took you a while to resume breathing normally, then after a long silent stare you got dressed and erased all traces of what happened between the two of you. You put your clothes back on and it was then he grabbed you by the arm "We're even," he said.
"Never," you replied with a grin, "When will I see you again?"
"Whenever you want," he replied with a smirk.
After those words, you went back to your house and found him there at the window watching you. He would never stop spying on you nor would you ever do so with him.
#dave york#dark!dave york#dark!f reader#dave x reader#dave x f reader#pedro fanfic#pedro pascal#pedro pascal characters#pedro pascal characters fanfiction#pedro as dave york#dave x you#the equalizer 2#dave york x you#dave york x reader#dave york fanfiction#the equalizer fanfic#joel miller#the last of us#din djarin#oberyn martell#characters#narcos#game of thrones#the mandalorian
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Morning fun~ - Male!Reader x William Afton
WARNING!: Smut, Gay, Anal sex, pet names, short AND MORE YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED !!!
M/n woke up with William in his arms. It was currently 4AM and M/n felt horny and naughty for his Love.
‘He is so cute when he sleeps, but I really need him now…’
Very slowly and carefully M/n pulled away from William and then he removed the blanket. He carefully took off his bunny’s boxers and then turned William on his back. He positioned his legs and then he lubed up his fingers and slowly pushed the first one inside William’s hole.
“Mmmnnn…”
M/n smiled softly and the continued to work William open. Soon he had two fingers inside him and scissored him open. William was struggling in his sleep, blushing a slight shade of red and panting with some cute little moans.
“Ah~”
Soon enough M/n pulled out his fingers of his Love’s stretched hole and lubed up his cock and then slowly pushed inside, making William let out a long, drawn out moan.
‘That he is still sleeping… Fascinating~’
Then M/n pulled out and pushed back inside, slowly at first. William gave a few small moans, but it wasn’t enough for M/n, so he went a bit faster and deeper, hitting his prostate.
“Ah~! Mmmnn~!”
‘Much better~’
M/n continued at that pace and after 10 minutes, William came rope after rope with M/n’s name leaving his mouth in a long drawn out moan. M/n would have lied if he would have said that he wasn’t close himself.
After a few more thrusts he shoved himself deep inside William and spurted his cum inside him, moaning quietly.
“Fuck, yes, bunny~”, he whispered.
But he was still hard even after he was done cuming. M/n growled and pulled out slightly, then he fucked William again. Hitting his prostate over and over again, making William moan louder and causing him to slowly wake up.
“Ah~! Ha~! Mmmnnn~!”
William fully woke up when he came a second time, which was 15 minutes later. Not even a second later, M/n came deeply inside him again, but his cock still didn’t soften.
“M-Master…Again, please~”, William asked.
M/n looked and stared at his bunny.
‘He is awake…’
William moved his hips up and alarmed M/n with it to continue. M/n pulled out, making William whimper and turned him onto his right side. M/n laid behind him, lifted up his left leg and then pushed back inside William and moved in and out so fast that his testicles hit his ass cheeks every time, making loud, naughty slapping sounds.
William let some very pornographic, yet slightly quiet moans, slip out.
“Fuck~! Master~! More, please~!”
And more M/n gave William. After 10 more minutes M/n again got William to cum and he filled his bunny’s hole a third time. He finally got soft and pulled out, both panting.
M/n reached into his small dresser next to the bed and pulled out a butt plug. He held his bunny’s left ass cheek open and then pushed the butt plug into his bunny’s cunt, making William widen his eyes and moan again.
“Before you run to work in two hours, you can pull it out, but until then you have to keep it inside, bunny. You know how much I hate my cum not staying where it should be.”
William whimpered slightly, but nodded in understanding. Then the two of them snuggled up and fell back asleep.
-Timeskip-
M/n cooked breakfast for William, Michael, Evan and himself. As soon as the food was done he woke up the kids and they all sat on the dining table. William showered, got dressed for work and pulled out the plug. Nothing came out so far, so it was safe for his sake.
“Dad ?”, Evan asked William softly.
“Yes, Evan ?”
“Why was M/n hitting you ? Did it hurt ? I heard you and you sounded like you were in pain…”
William spat his coffee out and coughed, trying to get his coughing under control. He blushed a deep shade of red.
“You must have dreamt that Evan.”
“Oh…okay…”
Michael just looked at his Father and M/n with a knowing look. He knew they were in a relationship and he knew that what Evan heard was them having Sex.
William quickly ate and then sprung up from his chair.
“Well then I will be off to work. I’ll see you three later. Bye.”
“Will, wait your…”
SLAM !
“…lunch box…”, M/n sighed.
Then he looked at the two kids and smiled.
“Well then finish up and I will bring you to kindergarten and school.”
They nodded and hurried to finish up. Then M/n brought them to their places and then he took the lunch box and made his way over to Fredbear’s.
Masterlist HERE !
#FNaF#Afton Family#William Afton#Male!Reader#William Afton x Reader#William x Reader#Dave x Reader#Dave Miller x Reader#Dave Miller/William Afton#Michael Afton#Evan Afton#Elizabeth was already gone#Smut
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perv!dave 🤔
this is gonna be in the same genre of another ask i got that i'd answered about james earlier. y'all will get it when you read it.
dave thirsting after his girl best friend that he's been with since he was a middle schooler. they used to grow up together and hang out almost every day after school. he'd be the only boy allowed to sleep at your house. winding up on top of you in the middle of the night or with you snuggled into his side.
later as you both grew you watched dave pick up his guitar, jamming to you while you watched with a smile. that one time where you were drunk at a high school party and wound up making out, swearing to never talk about it again. dave's thoughts of what it would be like to kiss your lips turning into wondering what your lips would look like around his cock. nights of him rutting his body into his bed, humping a pillow or his hand while he thinks of what it would feel like to fuck you.
getting back from his first tour to see how much you've changed, having really grown into yourself. eyeing your ass in your jeans when you bend over to get beers from the fridge. feeling your tits pressed up against him when he hugs you. touching himself to the thought of fucking those pretty tits that night until he cums all over himself.... not being able to satisfy himself no matter what he watches or looks at bc it's not your pussy or your mouth...
#asks and replies#dave mustaine#megadeth#metallica#dave mustaine smut#dave mustaine fanfiction#dave x reader#dave mustaine x reader
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Could you do a karkat, sollux or dave x childhood friend!reader? maybe with some pining to spice things up? (I've really enjoyed reading your scenarios so far!!!!)
Hope that the "so far" part will continue!
Karkat, Sollux and Dave crushing on their childhood friend
Reader here is gender neutral
Karkat
Falling for a childhood friend, if that wasn't done over million times in the romcoms he watched.
He felt dumb for letting this trope catch him. I mean of course, having a relationship with someone last so long and it being funded on just enjoying each other's company by the start which transformed into mutual trust and respect to the point now that any romantic feelings won't make you feel like you need to be perfect to be accepted since you've seen all kinds of sides over the years you've known each other- sounds pretty nice.
But it's not like he can be with you. He imagines it often thanks to his cursed thinkpan working on it's own like that for no reason. But actually living these "dreams"..? He can't really help but think it's not a good idea.
It's just that it feels weird. You've been through a lot, and it just feels unreal that your relationship could possibly be something "more" only different.
Although there is desire for change... He likes how things are now.
Sollux
With Sollux you either perfectly know what's on his mind, or the complete opposite.
He's a jerk, especially to you. Frankly spending your childhood together only gave him more ways to tease you and bring up the most embarrassing stories when you were younger at the worst times.
But in the end he won't deny his obvious soft spot for you. He's not about pretending he doesn't care about you.
What he will deny is the possibility of him having feelings for you... While also joking about it being the case for you.
He wouldn't go into too much detail but the "you wanna kiss me so bad it makes you look stupid" is a line you could hear plenty of times during any small argument really.
He wishes it was the case. But he doesn't plan on confessing or "forcing" his feelings onto you.
But man, if you ever notice his huge crush he'd honestly be impressed how long it took for you to notice. You'd have to get a trophy for that... Still it's unlikely to happen.
Dave
He always had the same opinion about you. You were cool, fun and you just get him. Like woah calm down there because he might fall for you.
... which definitely isn't the case now.
His biggest mistake was mentioning it to Rose once, he didn't even get into detail. Just slipped up a minor one and it ended with him getting free typical Rose psychology analysis.
Her advice was good, but he just didn't want to talk about it. He liked you a lot, but he was more than okay with leaving things as they are.
You're buddies since forever. And it's not like he'd see much change if you'd actually date. Other than him being romantic in the most lame way for irony purpose.
Which normally should be his sign to go for it since there isn't a lot he can lose. But with Rose knowing it all, he definitely won't be able to pretend that he isn't madly in love with you.
She'd keep teasing him about it. Glance at him whenever he's talking to you. But he just wasn't ready to say it. Not yet.
~Mod Auvana
#karkat vantas#homestuck karkat#karkat#karkat vantas x reader#karkat hs#hs karkat#sollux homestuck#homestuck sollux#sollux captor#sollux#sollux x reader#solluxander#dave homestuck#homestuck dave#dave strider#dave x reader#dave hs#hs dave
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Dave Strider finding out he has feelings for you
[writing this at 6 am without sleep because yes, also send asks <3]
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* He doesn’t know why but he’s always felt like he could lower his guard around you, even before you both played the game (if you knew him before it)
* At first his feelings would effect him subconsciously, for example his songs being influenced by you whether its because you enjoy a specific genre, enjoy the sound of a specific instrument, like a specific way lyrics are structured or maybe you both started collaborating together, in some way it changed his work and everyone but him notices.
* I feel like it would be obvious to everyone but him and you that he has a crush. Like- John & Rose would tease him so much about it and Dave would try to play it cool as if he hasn’t ranted to them about the cute thing you did when you were both hanging out a few minutes ago.
* If he actually thinks about how he feels about you for a minute or two then it would hit him that OH SHIT HE DOES HAVE FEELINGS FOR YOU.
* Cue the internal panicking.
* He probably asks Rose for advice on what to do, since she’s probably the most insightful of them all (I mean she literally has a troll gf) and also has the “Seer Powers™️” it would be obvious to go to her.
* He probably tries showing off a lot more, trying to get your attention with cool (& mostly stupid) shit he does while half of the time failing in the most funniest way possible (more because he’s nervous rather than because he’s not good at it). Though your laugh is worth the embarrassment of messing up.
* Most likely tries to plan ahead on asking you to be his S/O, trying to do an elaborate thing most likely related to music but he probably just accidentally blurts it out or you blurt it out or something, and his brain like.. blue screens because OH MY GOD W H A T.
* He cannot believe that it just happened so casually so he just has to process it.
* The entire time he’s blushing like crazy but STILL trying to keep up the cool kid act as a way to hide how awkward he is.
* You probably go out to get boba or something else calm and walk in the park talking as a first date.
* He’s just really happy that you return his feelings, you mean the world to him <3
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how bout dave / reader sleepover hcs?
Teehee
Dave sleepover hcs
- very new to sleepovers for obvious reasons, but he tries not to be weird
- it’s obvious he’s nervous though, with the way he rambles more often than usual, he’s just not used to having you over at his place, sleeping.
- and if he likes you romantically or you two are dating it’s even worse, like he’s just so fucking nervous to have you staying over cause oh my god what if he has like gross habits or something and you’re like ew oh my god
- he’s so self conscious but all of that shit aside
- you two play a lot of video games and he probably insists on watching shitty movies (horror movies if he likes you so he can make a move 😘)
- has a lot of old school games so like . OG FIRST EVER SUPER MARIO HE HAS IN THE FLESH AND BLOOD ISNT THAT SO COOL
- he says it’s cause the older games are cooler and better but secretly he just cannot buy newer games and he’s embarrassed lol
- when you two are young he will not have you sleepover if bro is around
- he’s just scared you’ll get hurt tbh
- overall he’s cool to have a sleepover with when he isn’t being a wreck
#homestuck dave strider x reader#dave strider x reader#hs dave x reader#homestuck dave x reader#Dave x reader#hs x reader#homestuck x reader
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do you think you could do some more unhinged/delusional dave hcs? nsfw or otherwise i think the idea of a super lovesick dave is really cute
Unhinged Yandere Dave
-If you ever successfully escape from him for any meaningful amount of time(even just a few minutes to him), he would hunt you down to the end of the world.
-If you were gone long enough that he had a full mental breakdown with worry for your safety because oh God it's so dangerous for you out there. You don't have any god tier powers, what if someone tried to steal you from him, or hurt you, or even killed you. You were so vulnerable out there, how was he ever supposed to rest easy when he knew how much danger you were in?
-He would leave the house, fully intent on finding you as soon as he could, and not returning to the house until he found you, god tier powers forgotten in the midst of his panic.
-God forbid you were with someone out there when he gets to you, whether they were helping you or harming you, Dave would kill them on the spot, right in front of you, your feelings long forgotten in his rage.
-He isn't mad at you of course, so long as you behave on the way back, he's willing to believe that you didn't leave of your own accord, and that someone had broken in and stolen you, or at the very least manipulated you until you thought you were unsafe in his home.
-When he finds you, if you aren't willing to follow him back on your own, he will not hesitate to drag you back.
-That's one of the only times he would hurt you, even though it wouldn't be on purpose, more just that he doesn't want to give you up.
-If you try to pull away while he's walking you back to his apartment, he'll probably pin you against the nearest building by your throat, telling you why you need to come with him now, that he won't be waiting for you, and either you'll come with or he'll drag you home with him.
-Either way, you aren't escaping his grasp, and once you get back to the hive, he'll pin you down on the bed, holding you and telling you about all of the things that could have happened to you out there. He doesn't like scaring you, but if it's his only option to keep you with him, he'll take it.
#yandere#homestuck#yandere homestuck#dave strider#dave x reader#homestuck dave#yandere dave strider x reader#yandere dave strider#dave strider x reader#yandere x reader#homestuck x reader#x reader
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Im curious to know some Davesprite headcanons when he's in a relationship with s/o :0c
Between Dave’s original personality, now merged with a crow, it’s an interesting mesh.
There are times where Dave is usually aloof and nonchalant about certain things.
Bring shiny items into the mix? He’s transfixed.
Shiny rock he found by the riverbank? Collected. Old spoon that’s bent in the weirdest angle? Into the collection it goes. Random penny laying on the sidewalk? He’s a penny richer.
Is very into gift giving you things, it’s usually just shiny junk he has found and brought to you for your approval. You don’t have the heart in you to refuse any gifts he gives you, no matter how random and how much it should have stayed in the trash. You had gotten a little box to hold all the little guys.
Preens his feathers when he thinks you aren’t looking and will get ridiculously embarrassed whenever you make eye contact or stifle a giggle at how he’s turning his head to get a certain feather on his back side into order.
This leads to you sometimes helping him preen his feathers, it’s a calm and intimate moment between the two of you.
When he’s very content and feeling safe he usually coos.
Has flew up to the top of the fridge when he drank all the apple juice that you had just bought to escape your parched wrath. All while giggling obnoxiously.
He jokes how much of a dumbass he can be, but he’s honestly so smart and can figure out puzzles so quick it makes your jaw drop. He once finished one of those puzzle spheres in less than five minuets which made him very arrogant for the next hour.
Will snack on seeds and nuts often, which makes most of your store list consist of that and apple juice. You know the cashier by heart now.
Very snuggly when cold outside, will tell you to get inside his hoodie so the both of you can snuggle.
Very attentive to detail in your appearance or demeanor.
Sings to you quite often, which makes your whole body feel like jello.
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Shall we Dance? (Imagination Movers x Reader Oneshot)
Warnings: None
Words: 770
Based on “The Greatest Dance” by “Imagination Movers”
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You stand to the side as you observe your peers chatting and dancing the night away. You were reluctant to receive an invite to this upper-class last minute, but because of the short amount of time you had to get your hair done and find fancy clothing, finding a date didn’t even come to mind.
Nevertheless, you always found your way to enjoy your surroundings whether you were with others or not. However, you do wish you had someone to talk with to fulfill your time.
To snap you out of your thoughts, classical-sounding music began playing. Other guests found a dancing partner to waltz with. You stood in the center of the floor observing the others. You were about to return to your standing area until a rather handsome man with semi-curly hair wearing a tuxedo with a red and yellow name tag on the right side of his chest spelling out ‘Rich’ slightly bowed and extended one hand to you and placed the other behind his back.
“Shall we dance, shall we dance? Step in time, you and I. We could fly straight to the stars.”
He glides his hand in the air, slowly waving as if stars were actually in your face. The moment the piano hit a strong note for a brief second, he reached his hand in front of you again.
“Take my hand, take my hand,” you held his hand, accepting his gesture.
“I’ll spin you around the room,” he lifts your hand above your head, giving you room to twirl on your toes. “Then twirl you up to the moon,” you feel yourself getting taller and taller, or rather slowly floating from the ground.
It’s as if invisible steps appeared as this Rich fellow gracefully stepped up to reach for your hand again. He gives it a comforting squeeze, indicating that everything’s going to be okay and even more magical.
“Can you see, this could be, the greatest dance.”
It feels like the scene changed. It felt like you were dancing on a platform that looked and felt like clouds. Hovering from above, four more smaller cloud stages appear with three other guys with similar name tags waltzing with alternate versions of you while a mouse was…playing the piano? You had to admit, he was pretty good. The name tags on those guys spelled out ‘Scott’, ‘Smitty’, and ‘Dave’. You had to admit again, those three also looked cute.
“Birds of a feather flock together rising high above the swaying purple heather. Swirling, whirling, gliding, moving by, like a dancing ballet in the starry sky.”
“Spinning, soaring, swirling, whirling, a tapestry.”
Scott and Dave’s vocals intertwined with one another. Those identical versions of you were smiling ear to ear. The six of you from those platforms were having a ball. Literally!
A sudden shift as the scene changes again. The focus was back on the main version of you and Rich. You both held microphones. Scott repeats himself while Dave sings something new.
“Now we sing, now we sing. I’ll be the melody, you’ll be the harmony tune,” Rich continues dancing with you, leaning back in a striking pose as you do the same.
“Birds of a feather flock together rising high above the swaying purple heather. Swirling, whirling, gliding, moving by, like a dancing ballet in the starry sky.”
“Lifting, swaying, join me, and dance with the symphony.”
The way the three vocalize is blissfully harmonious.
“Can you see, this could be, the greatest dance. You and me, we could be, the greatest dance,” Scott and Dave briefly join for the last few notes of the song as it finishes.
For the final move, Rich dips you. Just like that, you two back at the ballroom. You realize a crowd formed around the two of you, engulfed in the performance. The audience cheers and applauds you and your dance partner.
Rich raises you back up on your feet as both of you hold hands and take a bow. There was something about these four men you were drawn to. You wondered if you would ever see them again after tonight. Even if you didn’t, they transformed this night into something you’ll never forget. He kisses the back of your hand before gazing into your eyes, smiling once more.
“If you ever have a situation that needs imagination, visit the Idea Warehouse,” he winks before returning to the trio and rodent with brown and orange fur—er, hair?
You heard of the Idea Warehouse before, but you never had a problem that big. Perhaps you’ll take up his offer when you do.
#probably the first ever imagination movers x reader fic#the movers are fine. yeah i said it#song fic#x reader#imagination movers#imagination movers x reader#mover rich#mover rich x reader#mover dave#mover dave x reader#mover scott#mover scott x reader#mover smitty#mover smitty x reader#rich#scott#dave#smitty#rich x reader#dave x reader#scott x reader#smitty x reader#warehouse mouse
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SAGE i have not been able to stop thinking abt corruption with dilf dave...he's so sweet, takin things slow for you. at this point he knows his way around women, yknow...he loves the fact that he gets to turn you into a whore for him <3
OMG SYN ?!?!?!? this is literally such a good fucking idea holy ALSO '99 DAVE?!?! my fav era 🤭🤭
riding this man would literally be the best thing in the world omg !!! he'd have a tight grip on your hips, squeezing at the fat on them that spilled from his fingers and he'd have his eyes closed, groaning and tipping his head back, letting you do all the work until you get tired enough to stop, "that's all you got, hun?" you'd nod softly, literally on the brink of erupting until he'd flip positions and fuck you so slow it hurts.
you're constantly begging for him to go faster but he just lands a slap on your ass, holding your hair back softly. he'd hunch over, mouth pressed to your ear, voice calm and demanding like always, "be a good girl for me, baby. you can take this cock however i want you too, hun." you whined at the response, gripping the sheets beneath yourself, trying to back yourself more on to Dave, seeking more friction.
"god, you are such a fuckin' slut. can you take it now? this what you wanted?"
he groans and sarcastically huffed before fucking you into the mattress, hands tight on your hips, hard and deep thrusts now. you're just moaning loudly before he shoves your head into the pillow infront of you. muffled "thank you"'s were being pulled out from your mouth, trying your best to stay quiet for the ginger.
he would pull out and you'd lift your head, looking back and pouting when you were left empty.
"what's wrong, princess, need more? need me to fill my whore up? oh, i know you do, fuckin' slut."
he'd shove himself back in, only for you to clench around his length and for him to let out a moan of pleasure. bringing his hand up to your throat choking you slightly, his thrusts got messier and messier before he came and filled your aching cunt, you cumming with him.
he pulls out and just let's his body go limp, dick pressed against your ass, "more," you whined and he's more than surprised as he chuckles softly.
"seems like i turned you into a cock slut, huh? you're lucky i have stamina, but im not going so easy this time."
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A Weekend Away
AN: Real talk, the idea for this came to me in a dream. I have reached Stephanie Meyers levels of fandom lmao. None of you should be surprised that this is an au, this Dave never went down the path of The Equalizer, instead he made a decision that made him filthy rich. We're talking big wealth here so I hope you enjoy this incredibly self-indulgent, soft, rich, devoted husband and father. Quick thanks to my girl @wheresarizona for beta-ing this and for the gorgeous moodboard / header, as well as @foli-vora, thank you both for generally being supportive and amazing. Hope you enjoy xox. (I might turn this into a 3 part series depending on the response.)
Pairing; Dave York x f!reader
Warnings; daddy kink 🤡 piv sex (wrap it up), squirting, swearing, dirty talk, oral (f-receiving), let me know if I missed anything. (Should be completed blank-slate female reader, but if there is anything I missed - please let me know!)
Word count; 3K
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His footsteps were muffled by the thick carpet in your shared bedroom, a clearing of his throat announcing his presence before his hands rest on your hips. His lips quickly descend to adorn your shoulders with kisses.
“We’re taking off soon, baby. Is everything good to go?” Your last few words come out almost as a sigh - his lips have traveled from your shoulders to your neck and now to your ear, where he takes it between his teeth. He hums in the back of his throat in acknowledgment before he answers.
“I’m sure everything is going smoothly. Let's sneak in a quickie before we leave, hm?” His voice is mischievous, and you can’t help but smile to yourself. “Put that down - the housekeeper can pack for us.” His hand wraps around your middle and travels up, holding the weight of your breast in his hand and before you can say anything he’s turning you, spinning you in his hold to devour your mouth with his.
Whatever argument you had in your head, whatever garment you had in your hand drops to the floor by his hunger for you, and then you’re falling, or rather being placed onto your back on your plush bed, and he's surrounding you. Your dress is up around your hips, and he's slotting his in their rightful place - his tongue is thick in your mouth, and you aren’t kissing, you’re being kissed.
“I need you, baby.” He’s pulling down the straps of your dress with an urgency that makes you melt. His frown at the flesh on display for him has you pulling your swollen lower lip between your teeth, and it almost makes you light-headed how he can still make you this desperate this quickly. Your nipple is in his mouth, and your fingers curl into the short crop of his hair, the pained moan that escapes around the bud is almost lewd, but then the door to your room swings open, and she toddles in - your baby girl.
“Is that my princess?” He lifts his head away from your saliva-slicked nipple to smile at her. She lifts her arms to him, and he lets out a resigned sigh - no quickie right now. “You, my lovely—” He speaks to her with a smile in his voice and in his heart, “Have impeccable timing.” He kisses her full cheeks, one then the other, over and over until she laughs.
You lay in the bed, watching them as you right yourself, unable to be too disappointed when you see him like this - his face lit up with her laughs, her chubby little hands on his face in hopes of delaying a tickle attack.
“I’ll finish packing up here. Why don’t you go check in on everything downstairs? Make sure the dogs are packed and see if Nana needs anything for the girls?” You stand up, fixing your skirts before reaching down to pick up the cardigan you’d dropped.
“Fine,” he sighs, the baby laying her head on his shoulder, and he can't help but kiss her halo of hair. “Let's go check the hounds, princess. Mommy said so.” He gives you a quick peck before they’re both out of the room, and with him gone, you can focus on packing for the weekend.
You look over what you’d already grabbed while trying to catch your breath, ignoring the way your underwear sticks to your skin, and with a shake of your head, you’re running through what you remember of your schedule for the next few days.
Alma walks in as you’re coming out of your airy walk-in closet, one of David’s more casual suits in hand.
“Let me do that.” She reaches for the garment bag in your hands, tutting at your momentary refusal. “The girls are packed and ready, the dogs are waiting in the mudroom, and we’re good to leave. Let me help you.” She took no nonsense, and you loved her for it. She’d been in your life since you met David; she’d been in his since childhood, and now she helped watch your girls.
“Alma, this is a weekend away for you as much as it is for us. I don’t want you working, is Richard packed and ready?” Her husband was going to be joining you at your country house, a weekend of doing nothing but enjoying each other's company.
“Yes, he’s downstairs with David. They’re talking about sports or something, who knows.” She waved away your words and started packing things into the open suitcase. “The rest of the staff have already left to get the house ready. After this, we’ll be ready to leave.” She was the sweetest woman you’d ever met; it was obvious why David considered her a second mother.
“Yes, I just need one more thing, something for date night tomorrow.” You spoke over your shoulder, a brisk walk back into the closet to grab something to wear.
“That sounds great - Richard and I will watch the girls.” She called back, an amused sigh at her refusal to take a break.
“You don’t need to!” You called back as your hands carded through the array of dresses that hung before you. David had well and truly spoiled you, and there were absolute confections hanging here, much too formal for a simple date with your husband. You settled on a slinky black number he’d yet to see you in.
“Alma, I have told you, and so has David – this weekend is for rest. You do not have to watch the girls.” You spoke as she helped put your dress into its own garment bag. Once again waving away your concerns.
“They aren’t work for me – they feel like family.” She zipped up the suitcase before turning to you.
“They are. We are your family.” You pulled the heavy suitcase off the bed, smiling at her and meaning every word.
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His hand was gripping your thigh, his thumb making a steady pass over the skin in range, raising goosebumps in its wake. He smiles to himself, his other hand curled around the steering wheel, and he knows exactly what a tease he's being. You ignore it.
“Daddy, are we almost there?” Charlotte calls from the backseat of the SUV, her little voice cutting through your tension.
“Yes, baby, we’re almost there, just under an hour, I’d say.” He answers her, his kind eyes looking at her through the rearview.
“Is Nana gonna be there?” She’s playing with a new doll, one he just bought her.
“Yes, baby, Nana is coming.” She smiles at his response. Evie was quiet in her seat beside her sister, her stuffed bunny tucked under her chin. “Evie, honey, you okay?” His hand moved from your thigh, reaching behind to tug on her little foot.
“She’s tired. Missed her nap today.” You turned to smile at her, her big brown eyes – her father’s eyes watching you both.
“Aw, well, at least you’ll sleep tonight.” He focused on the road. “Did you think of where you wanted to go for dinner tomorrow night, honey?” He grabbed your hand and brought it to his lips.
“I didn’t. I’m happy to go anywhere.” You brought his hand back into your lap. “I packed you a nice suit.” He smiled.
“I made a reservation in case you didn’t find a place. Supposed to be a nice place – hope you packed yourself a dress.” His hand gripped your thigh again.
“You’re the best, you know that?” You meant it. He was. He was a wonderful husband and a loving, doting father. And if the way they treated you whenever you stopped by the office was anything to go by, he was a well-liked and respected business owner and boss.
Before you knew it, he was pulling into the long driveway into your summer house. Every time you saw it, you thought about how your marriage had started, how you’d both lived out of a tiny studio apartment while you both worked and worked. He’d come back from his days in the military with a few scars and ideas of starting his own security company.
Years later, you were all reaping the benefits of his discipline, of the hard work, and the lucky breaks he’d gotten. One government contract led to another, and soon his security company was the country's most used and most successful.
“Okay, my lovely ladies, we’re here.” He parked in the gravel, a big smile on his face as one of the staff came out to take your bags and his. “Thank you, Jeffrey. In the room is fine and don’t worry about us this weekend. No hard work, okay?” He clapped the other man on the back before opening the backseat, where Charlie held her arms up. You were both holding onto your children when the dogs came bounding over. It was going to be a great weekend.
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The food was served at dusk on the patio, the large table set with a simple but delicious meal. Everyone ate together, you, David and the girls, Alma and Richard, along with the chef and the housekeeper, the driver as well. Everyone was welcome at your table, and they all knew it. There were no awkward smiles, no tentative words – the table was filled with laughter and conversation. The girls were passed from you to David to Alma when they weren’t chasing after the dogs.
“Alma, stop – sit down.” He rose to stop her from chasing after Evie. “Here, have some more wine. I got the one you like. Relax, enjoy,” he said it with a smile, and she reluctantly sat with a slap to his arm. Richard smiled, pulling her in to place a kiss on her temple while the girls enjoyed the fresh air.
Once the plates were cleared, most of the household had gone to bed, and the four of you were sitting in the cozy living room enjoying the peace and quiet of the countryside. He had a book in his hands that he was reading with Charlie while you rocked Evie in your arms. Pretty soon, though, she was asleep.
“I’m going to put her to bed.” You got up slowly, cradling her head against your chest. “Bath time will have to wait until tomorrow.” Charlie was yawning as you walked past.
“Come on, Charlie, it’s bedtime.” He closed the book, following you up the stairs, him going into Charlie’s room while you went into Evies.
By the time he’d finished with Charlie, you were getting out of the shower, laughing at his pout at not having waited for him.
“Go get clean, and then maybe we can finish what you started before we left.” You slid your hand down his stomach, relishing the groan he let out when you palmed the bulge of his crotch. “Go on, get clean for me, daddy.” You smacked his ass before moving towards the bed. You didn’t make it far before he pulled you back, both his hands cradling your face as he licked into your mouth.
“Don’t bother getting dressed. Daddy wants you just like this.” He pulled the towel away, sending you to the bed naked, his palm landing a heavy crack to the meat of your ass.
Your skin crackles with excitement as you wait for him, nestled in the crisp, clean sheets. The sound of the water running ramps up the arousal, a deep anticipation filling every inch of you for the way his cock would soon fill you - for the way he’d surround you, the way his goal always seemed to be to consume whenever he fucked you.
Your heart skipped a beat when the water shut off, kicking the sheets off so he’d find you just how he wanted you.
He came out still dripping, his cock bobbing.
“You ready for me?” Cool water droplets fall from his hair onto your skin as he crawls up from the foot of your bed, a kiss dropped onto your shin, then your knee, your inner thigh before he’s spreading your legs open with the breadth of his shoulders.
“I’m always ready for you.” You reach down, threading through his damp hair, your heartbeat pulsing in your cunt at the way his eyes rake over your pussy, all glossy and ready for him.
“I know, baby.” His molten mouth descends, pressing kisses to your mound before he curls his fingers around the tops of your thighs, pulling you towards him hard enough to pull a gasp from your mouth. “Spread your pretty little pussy open for daddy. I wanna hold you close to my face.” He bites at the meat of your thigh as you bite the plush of your lower lip, complying with an almost delirious ecstasy.
The hand not threaded through his hair snakes down and does as he asks, spreading open the lips of your sex for his mouth. He groans, staring at the ripe berry of your clit.
“That’s my good girl. Keep it nice and open for me.” He dives in, his tongue honing in just where you want it most, and it’s like your whole body is wired with a current only he produces, an electricity that lights up every inch of you with pure want.
Your belly trembles as his tongue strokes at the very heart of you, ramping up higher and higher as he presses himself closer, his mouth surrounding your clit in a steady suck. Your mouth falls open in a silent scream - your eyes almost unfocused at the way he moans obscenely into your skin.
It’s too quick, the way stars burst behind your eyes and at the center of your being, and through the haze of euphoria, you hear him laugh.
“Already?” He places an open-mouthed kiss to your clit, a rumble in the back of his throat at the way your legs try to close around him. “Just a few licks and you’re getting me all wet?” He smiles, his tongue cruel and sweet all at once.
“Fuck me already, David,” You push his hair back slightly, separating his face from your cunt, and his smile widens. “I want it.”
“What do you want? Tell me.” He kisses your thigh before kneeling between your legs. Your mouth almost waters at the sight of his cock, the tip sticky with his own arousal.
“I want you to fuck me. I want you to make me scream.” You all but moan the words, sitting up slightly to rest on your elbows. He reaches for a couple of cushions and taps your hip. When you lift them, he positions them under, elevating you at the perfect angle.
“Perfect, don’t worry, daddy’s got you.” He gets into position, the tops of his thighs pressed up tight against the backs of yours, and he lifts your legs up, so your calves press against his chest, your feet up by his shoulders. “Look how fucking wet you are for me.” He slides the fat head of his cock through your folds, soaking himself in you. “Bet I’m gonna just glide right in aren't I?”
He notches himself, sliding in right to the hilt without resistance, a shared moan filling the air.
“So fucking wet, you always feel so fucking good, baby.” He watches himself disappear into the clutch of your cunt, relishing the way he shines in your arousal.
You can do nothing but pant at the way he’s hitting something sacred, something white-hot that blanks your brain every time he pushes against it.
His hand shifts to your belly, and he presses down. Your brain short circuits, and you cry out almost involuntarily.
“There it is. That’s the spot, huh?” He speeds up, battering against the cosmos in your pussy. “You wanted to scream, so scream for daddy.” He’s railing now, focusing his energy on hitting the bullseye he knows he’s found, and the pressure is building - something that feels too good to breathe is creeping in, flooding your veins, your hands coming up and pressing against his chest. “Come on, goddamn it, give it to me.”
His eyes are black with lust as your pussy leaks with the arousal he is ripping from you, and then it happens, a wet gush around where he keeps up his assault. A scream rips from your throat, and he laughs triumphantly.
“There it fucking is, one more - I want you to do it again.”
Your brain is mush, and he’s soaked, but his thrusts don’t let up. He presses against your belly harder - his hips snapping quicker and quicker, and this time it happens faster. He doesn’t let your body curl in on itself like it wants to; instead, he spreads your legs, slotting his hips between them to kiss you as he chases his own high. One of his hands a reassuring press against your throat while the other palms your breast.
A handful of thrusts is all it takes for him to slow to a grind, coming with a deep groan, the pressure of it against your clit triggers a feather-soft orgasm as he fucks his come as deep as he can.
He collapses on top of you, breathing hard against your neck. Your brain floats in a haze of bliss as you both catch your breath. Your hands raise almost on their own to run along the smooth skin of his back, soothing yourself as much as soothing him.
“I love you, baby.” He lifts his head and presses a kiss to your mouth, sealing his words with it.
“I love you, too.” You run your fingers through his damp hair, pulling him tight against you for a few moments, enjoying the comforting weight of him for a little while longer.
Eventually, you both rise, and together you quickly change the sheets, giddy with laughter, and when you finish, he pulls you close. Whispers his words of devotion in the quiet darkness of your home, the both of you falling asleep-tangled in one another.
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#david york#dave york#dave x reader#dave xf!reader#pedro pascal#pedro pascal fanfiction#the equalizer#the equalizer 2#dave york x you#pedro pascal characters#the equalizer 2 au#husband dave#suburban murder dad
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may i ask for some bc mike and dave comfort 💔 i read a sad mike fic earlier and i just love dave for some reason hes always stuck in my mind like one of those fucking song worm things whatever theyre called i wanna rip him out and squeeze him affectionatley get what i mean??? anyways yeah, anything with them seperatley really i love them ❤️ (spelling and grammar is probably shit, im on my laptop so i have no auto correct, sorry 😭)
( It's alright deary! tbh i’ve been burned out already so i’m sorry if these aren’t good! )
( Michael Afton. )
Mikey isn’t the best with comfort but he really tries considering he probably has to be comforted more than anything due to past trauma and his father. If you really needed it though he’d be right there for you.
His biggest way of comfort is holding your hands or hugging you close as he plays with a strand of your hair as he listens to your rant on about what’s been troubling you.
Poor boy hates seeing you cry,if you start crying he might start crying also! seeing you upset is something that he almost blames himself for sometimes.
He’d also wrap a blanket around you and tuck you into a blanket burrito as he holds you close,may even watch a movie or two with you.
Kisses on the head are also a big part of the way he comforts you. It became a habit after a while to kiss you on the forehead if you ever felt sad.
He might get the plushies out if you’re still upset,tucking the plushies around you and saying that “they’re all there to make you feel better” which gets a giggle out of you.
( Dave Miller. )
This poor “texan” isn’t that good at comforting either only cause he ain’t used to some normal human emotions and how to deal with them. The only thing he could think to do is stay close to you and maybe hold your hand as he listens to you rant.
He’d be the guy to make jokes to try and make you feel better or maybe tickle attack you- if it doesn’t work it would make him a bit frustrated.
Dave would let you rest your head on his as he listens,maybe he’d reach a hand up to run it through your hair as you did.
Eventually he’d suggest a movie and cuddling and if you agree he’d be up in a flash to grab a big blanket for the two of you. for once he’d be the big spoon just for you <3
If you still feel bad after the movie he’d try and cheer you up more by getting you snacks or some of your comfort items.
poor man is stressed while he tries to make you happy since seeing you sad just makes him stressed,,
#blueycapsules#blueycapsules x reader#blueycapsules dave#blueycapsules michael#dave x reader#michael x reader
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Sooo...I have decided...
I will be making a part three of the William Afton x Male!Reader SMUT series. I can't say anything yet, the idea is still forming so I already warn you...don't expect too much. I always don't wanna get someone's hopes up and disappoint them when it is either short or is too much or even too little action in it...
So please beware...DON'T expect too much. I give no promises that it will be a masterpiece... Legit, I had a feeling that the first part was already a disappointment... It was so short and uneventful in my mind... I was disappointed by myself, but hey...
The first part was (For those who forgot or still don't know)
Morning fun~ - Male!Reader x William Afton
#I have decided#William Afton#Dave Miller#FNaF#Five Nights at Freddy's#Afton Family#Male!Reader#gay#William x Reader#Dave x Reader#Purple guy#Man behind the slaughter#little heads up guys
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