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darnell-la · 1 month

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Tattoo kink - Eddie Munson

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pairing: kinky!eddie munson x tatted!reader

summary: there’s just something about hearing the word tattoos roll off of y/n’s tongue. Eddie never knew he had a tattoo until he found out y/n had a few. what has gotten into him? he doesn’t know, but he can’t get rid of the need of her.

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Y/n’s pov

"Well, isn't it my favorite costumer?" Eddie said as he opened the front door to his trailer. "Hey, Eds," I said as I walked into his house after he moved to the side, inviting me in.

"Your room?" I asked. "Yepr," he said, so that's where I headed. "You don't have to give me extras or anything for free this time, okay?" I said in a soft voice, trying to convince him not to for once.

"You always give me extra or my purchases for free and I feel, I don't know, sad sometimes?" I said as I entered his room with him right behind me.

"I'll always give you extras, y/n. Don't feel sad," he said as he walked over to his desk to grab his lunch box with all kinds of things in it.

Maybe Eddie gives me extra because I'm the so called queen of Hawkins. Or maybe it's just because I'm nice, but I hate it. I hate not being able to pay him the full price.

"What is that?" Eddie asked. I followed his eye gaze and it ended up at my thigh. "Oh, just a tattoo," I said. That small smile he always has on his face instantly dropped after the word tattoo.

"You, uh, you have a tattoo?" He choked. "Yeah," I chuckled. "Could I, uh, see?" He asked. "Of course," I said. In an instant, Eddie dropped down to his knees right in front of me and placed his lunch box on the floor.

He slowly traced his hands up my thigh before lifting my skirt up a little until my tattoo showed fully. "This is, uh, this is very pretty," he said, making me blush a little. "Aww, thank you," I said.

"Do you perhaps have anymore?" He asked. "Yeah, but their under my shirt and skirt," I said. I'd have to get naked to show them all.

I have a back, shoulder, stomach, hip, backbone and chest tattoos that's right above and in the middle of my toe breast.

"Could I maybe see?" He asked in a slight desperate voice, but I ignored it. "Well, uh, I —Fuck it! Yeah, you can," I said. It's Eddie and I love how interested he is into my tats.

As I stood up, he did as well. I slipped off my skirt and pulled off my tight shirt, revealing all of my tattoos. His jaw dropped but in a good way. "That's not it," I said then turned around, showing more.

"Fuck," he cussed under his breath, making me think more into what's happening right now. Does he have some kind of tattoo kink? Why would he cuss under his breath or ask to see them in such need?

"Yeah…” I dragged my word as I turned around. He's still checking my tattoos out which gave me time to look in his eyes. He looks very needy.

"You don't know what you do to me, y/n," Eddie said low as he slowly took a couple of steps towards ms until he was right in front of my face.

Eddie looked down at himself, making me look down as well and that's when I saw it. He’s hard.

"E-Eddie," I stuttered as I backed up but only to fall back on his bed. "This is what you do to me, y/n," Eddie said as he stepped towards me to close the gap between us.

My face is now directly in front of his manhood pocking and trying to find it's way out.

"Eddie, I think I should go," I said. I already get nervous around him when I don’t know he’s attracted to me. How will I be when I know fire sure he wants me at this very moment?

"Aw, come on, princess. It won't hurt to let me work you while a scan all of your tattoos," he said as he leaned down towards my face. Our lips are only inches away from each other.

“I know you'd like that, y/n,” he said. "I can't, Eddie," I stuttered as I got up but instantly got pushed back down softly.

"Princess — Don't make me fuck you in the way you tell your friends you want to be fucked by me," Eddie said, making my eyes widen. Why would they tell him!?

"What? I — No, they're lying!" I said. "Don't lie to me," Eddie said as he grabbed my face. "Understood?" He asked. "Y-Yes" I quickly said. I can't believe this is actually happening.

"You know what? I’m not even going to ask you what you want. I heard you like dominance," he said. "And that I'll give you," he said then turned me around quickly and pinned my wirst behind my back.

"Eddie wait!" I said, not actually wanting him to wait. I want him to keep going but I have to act as if I’m not giving in already. That’s one of my kinks. Having someone want me more than I want them, and he knows it.

"Are you gonna let me fuck you dumb while I scan you baby?" he asked in my ear as he pulled his jeans down along with mine. He’s so fast but soft.

"Eddie," I slightly moaned at the way he's handling me. "I knew you wanted this. I should’ve started sooner," he said as he pulled my lower body to the edge of his bed before tuning me around on my stomach.

I didn’t see anything, but I heard him spit on his hand and rub it all in on his length. I chose to lay my head back and not look at his length. I want to be surprised, but by the print in his pants, I know he’s huge.

"You ready, princess?" He asked. "It won't be that bad, baby" he chuckled, probably knowing he’s the biggest I’m about to have. Eddie began to push into me slowly. "Fuck," I moaned low as I buried my face in the sheets.

"So beautiful, princess," Eddie chuckled with a grunt. "You're so tight," the tall boy groaned as he finally made it all the way into me.

"Eddie, Eddie," I whined because of how deep he’s in me. It feels like he's in my stomach and I don’t know how that’s possible.

"Ssh, baby. Lets me work you," Eddie whispered in my ear. Eddie began to move his hips in a slowly but fast paste. He definitely knows how to fuck. He’s the best I’ve ever had, and we just started.

"That's what I like to hear. All coming from my pretty little piece of art," Eddie said as he traced his hand down my back, following my tattoos. Low groans came out of his mouth, probably from how I look from the back as he's fucking me.

"I wanna fuck you any and everywhere now, baby," Eddie said as he leaned down to my ear. "I wanna fuck you in places to remind you every time you walk by," he added.

"I wanna fill you up in front of all the boys at school who call me a freak. You're definitely a freak to, baby. My freak. All these tattoos are meant for me to see as I'm fucking you," Eddie couldn’t stop talking.

Eddie quickly leaned back up, tugged on my hair with one hand as he pushed my waist down with the other and started slamming into me. I swore I squirt a little without warning.

"Getting wetter? You like it rough, huh?" he asked before thrusting faster which I thought was impossible. "There we go, baby. Now you can't hide your moans," he said as he pulled my head back a little more than before.

"Fuck, Eddie!" I whined out loud, finally cuming all over his legs and the floor. "Ahh, that's it," he groaned as he slowed his paste down and eventually came in me.

After he was done he took a few deep breaths before pulling out of me. Eddie pulled me back onto the bed then laid down next to me.

"You're so amazing, y/n," Eddie said as he turned towards me. I did the same. "I wish I knew how much of a freak you were earlier," he spoke.

"H-How do you know I'm a freak?" I asked. "Those stomach and back tattoos are specifically for sex, baby. You’re not slick,” Eddie said, making me laugh with him.

"Yeah," I dragged. He and I looked each other in the eyes for a few seconds until he broke the silence. "Will you be mine?" He asked. I instantly smiled

"Of course, Eddie Munson," I said. Both of us leaned in for a long but short kiss before cuddling up in his bed. I never thought that this would happen. I've dreamt of it, but I never really thought anything would happen.

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exraisaway · 18 days

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Kissing that turns into needy, wet, sloppy tongue kisses

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sandraaustin · 6 days

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#dominate #dominate her #dominate girls #dominate me #dominated love slave

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brienneoftarth1989 · 11 months

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“This was sooooo goooood…😛 Can you do a smut for our Captain Phasma? Wiiith Daddy vibes 😏😎” requested by Nicole on A03

Yes Captain NSFW

Captain Phasma x fem reader

Next / Series

Summary: It’s that time of the month where mandatory training is necessary. You and Phasma have your one-on-one training session but things get a bit heated.

Warnings: daddy kink, dom/sun kink, fingering, cunnilingus, begging, overstimulation

Requests open

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It’s that time of the month again, mandatory training. This was never something you enjoyed but in order to be kept in good shape it was necessary. It was a week-long training regime and the last two days were spent doing one on one sessions with your division leader. In your case that was Captain Phasma. For whatever reason you were always the last one called for one to one training which meant you had the whole day to do whatever you wanted.

You decided that you needed to be productive today because you knew if you weren’t then you would most likely get a bollocking from Phasma later tonight. So throughout the day you were in and out of the gym making sure that you were keeping on top of your physical health. If you weren’t in the gym then you were in your quarters brushing up on your studies.

It’s important that as a stormtrooper that we know what is going on and that when technology advances we are learning how to run the new equipment correctly. It’s happened before when people haven't kept up with their work and accidents have happened because of it. Thankfully no one has been seriously injured from these accidents yet but the aircrafts ended up getting the most damaged which is costly to repair.

At about 16:00 you decided to retire to your quarters after coming out of the gym for the last time. You needed to relax to make sure you rested well for the evening. Your time slot always seemed to land between 20:00 till 22:00 at night. It was a bit late for your likings but you weren’t going to tell that to Captain Phasma.

You decided that a nap would most likely be the best idea. You got changed into some more comfortable clothing before jumping into your single bed. It wasn’t the best but it does its job. You set an alarm to wake you up in three hours so it would still give you an hour to sort yourself out. You let sleep overtake your aching body as you snuggled up in bed.

Three hours later your alarm was blaring in your ear. You lazily rolled over, turning the alarm off. You really couldn’t be bothered to move but you knew if you didn’t you would regret it later. You managed to pull yourself out of bed taking yourself over to the small kitchen to make something for dinner.

A cheese omelette was your meal tonight. You needed the protein and it would keep you full for a while. After dinner you made yourself a protein shake that you could drink between now and the end of your training. You also decided to fill another bottle up with ice cold water. You were definitely going to need it because you knew how rough Phasma could get.

Once that was all sorted you got into some clean workout gear. It was now 19:30 so all you had to do now was wait in your quarters until Phasma called you down to the training centre. While you waited you continued to drink your protein shake while watching some intergalactic television. Nothing interesting was ever on but it was better than sitting in silence.

At about 19:55 you finally heard Phasma call you down to the training centre. Finally you thought to yourself. You would much rather be doing something productive rather than sitting in your quarters waiting around. You grabbed your drinks, your training towel and a snack before walking down to the training centre.

As you were about to walk in, one of your friends who had obviously just finished their own one-on-one training quickly grabbed your hand before entering the room. “I would be careful tonight y/n” he said, making you stop in your tracks. “What do you mean?” you asked confused as to what could be happening.

“Captain is on one tonight. Everything is pissing her off. I made the slightest error and she basically exploded” he said with a worried expression plastered on his face. “I’m sure I will be fine. She has probably had a rough day and taking it out on us once again” you laughed slightly.

His facial expressions did not change. He was serious. “Ok thanks for the heads up. I will try my best not to piss off the Captain anymore than she is” you said to him before opening the door and making your way into the training centre. You went into the locker room placing your towel and snack on one of the benches before grabbing your drink and heading to the training room where hopefully you would find Phasma.

Any other time you would put your belongings in a locker but as it was just you and Phasma in the training centre you didn’t think it was necessary. Plus the only thing you would be missing was a towel and your snack so nothing valuable. When you finally made it to the room you would be training in you could see Phasma pacing back and forth waiting for you to arrive. You were early so they couldn’t be angry so you thought.

“You’re late,” Phasma said with a stern look plastered on her face. “Sorry Captain it won’t happen again” you said as you placed your drink on the ground and stood to attention waiting for Captain Phasma’s orders. “First hour you will be doing shooting practice with a variety of weapons. Second hour we will be doing one-on-one sparring practice in the gym” she said walking over to the shooting range as you followed behind her.

You saw a number of different weapons set up in one of the cubicles that you assumed Phasma wanted you at. “Alright, I want you to be working on your aim today with a variety of different weapons. I will be observing you in a number of different ways. If I believe you are not up to standard then you will have to make time for more training in the firing range” she said sitting down grabbing a clipboard.

“You may begin” she said as you walked up to the weapons picking from the range in front of you. The task was relatively simple for you as you trained everyday in the firing range. You could tell Phasma was impressed as you got headshot after headshot with each weapon. When you got to the final weapon you realised that this was one that you had not worked with before.

You aimed the weapon but due to the power of it the shot missed the target completely. You tried again but yet again missed. You sighed out of frustration as this was the one weapon you couldn’t seem to fire correctly. “Don’t worry about it y/n, just keep practising with this one in your training. Other than that you have passed this with flying colours” Phasma said looking at you.

She could tell you were disappointed but just let you get on with things. “You have a 10 minute break and then I want you in the sparring room” she said, putting down her clipboard and walking out of the firing range. You went back to the locker room to have your snack and just waited for the 10 minutes to go by.

Once your break was over you made your way over to the sparring room to see Phasma in a tight tank top and sport leggings. Fuck she was hot. You’ve never seen Phasma like this. Normally Phasma is always in her armour so to see her like this made your core ache. No one knew that you liked women so you really had to keep things together.

“Alright so for our sparring session today we are going to be working on your defence. I will be making a number of moves at you and I want you to defend yourself the best you can with just your hands. This will hopefully help you if you ever get disarmed” she said, getting into her fighting stance.

You readied yourself and waited for her attack on you. She made her first move which you were able to block. You continued to do this dance where she would lunge at you and you defended yourself stopping yourself from landing on your arse. However as the session continued you found yourself getting tired which caused you to lose focus on the task at hand.

Eventually Phasma managed to knock you on your back which resulted in you just lying on the floor. “Fuck sake” you mumbled to yourself out of frustration. “Again” Phasma said, waiting for you to get back on your feet. You got back up and the same thing happened again however the last time you ended up on your back you grabbed Phasma bringing her with you.

So there you both laid with Phasma pinning you to the ground however as she went to get up her knee grinded against your aching core which caused you to let out a moan. “Mmm fuck daddy” you whispered thinking Phasma didn’t hear. However when you looked up your eyes immediately met Phasma’s dark lust filled eyes.

“What did you say?” Phasma whispered in your ear. You didn’t know if you were in trouble or if Phasma felt the same way as you. “Ummm nothing” you whispered trying not to get yourself into more trouble. Phasma then moved her knee again so it came in contact with your covered cunt. “No, I believe you said something. What was it you called me? Daddy was it?” she moaned in your ear.

You let out a deep moan as you instinctively bucked your hip into her knee trying to pleasure yourself further. “What do you want daddy to do?” she moaned, continuing to bring you closer to an orgasm with her knee. “I want daddy to fuck me! Please daddy I need you to make me cum” you moaned into her neck.

You were so close to cumming and Phasma could tell because just when you were about to cum she pulled herself away from you causing you to let out a whimper. “You cum when daddy tells you to, do you understand?” she whispered in your ear. “Yes daddy” you whimpered.

“Good now stand up and strip, daddy is going to worship that perfect body of yours” she said standing up allowing you to stand. While you started removing your clothes Phasma locked the door so no one would disturb you both. When she turned around you were still removing your clothes so she just stood and enjoyed the sight in front of her letting out a moan when you removed your bra and panties.

You looked up to see Phasma eyeing up your body enjoying the sight in front of her. This made you feel a tad self conscious so you instinctively tried to cover your body which was a grave mistake on your end. “Did daddy say you could do that?” she asked, walking over to you starting to lose her own clothing.

“N..No daddy” you whispered as you looked up into Phasma’s eyes. “On the floor with your legs spread and your arms above your head” she said sternly which made you follow her orders instantly. You gasped as your naked body came in contact with the cold floor which made Phasma chuckle.

“Don’t worry baby girl I will have you sweating in no time” she laughed as she crawled on top of you leaving red marks all down your neck, on your breasts before coming down to your dripping wet cunt. She slightly blew on your soaked pussy causing a shiver to shoot through your body. “All this for daddy? You’re dripping wet. How desperate are you for me to touch you?” she moaned, leaving little kissing up your thighs and near your cunt but never on it.

“I need you daddy. I need your tongue, I need your fingers deep inside me. Please daddy fuck me” you moaned. That was all Phasma needed to hear before sliding her tongue up the length of your folds. You let out this ungodly moan at the touch of Phasma which only seemed to spur Phasma on even more.

She continued to use her tongue to taste your wetness before finally devouring your clit. She traced circles on your clit and on the odd occasion started suckling on it which made you buck your hips in pleasure and spread your legs even further to give Phasma better access to your aching cunt. You were getting close and Phasma could tell as your breaths were getting deeper and your moans getting louder.

“You going to cum for daddy?” Phasma said briefly before going back to paying attention to your throbbing clit. “Can I come daddy? Please, I'm so desperate for you. I want you to lick up all my cum daddy” you moaned throwing your head back as Phasma continued to torture your clit. “Cum for daddy baby girl” she moaned.

Upon hearing this you felt yourself cumming within an instance. “Fuck daddy I’m cu..cumming” you pratically screamed. Phasma helped you ride out your high before eventually just leaving little kitten licks on your clit which sent bolts of pleasure throughout your body. She wasn’t done with you and you knew it.

“Hands and knees now” Phasma said sitting up allowing you to get in the desired position she wanted you in. “Pick and number between one and four” Phasma simply stated once you were in the position she wanted you in. “Two” you said randomly. Upon hearing that Phasma sucked on her index and middle finger before slowly entering into your tight pussy.

“Fuck your so wet for daddy” she moaned into your ear as you leaned over your back wrapping her arms around your waist. You waited for her to move inside you but she didn’t. “Please daddy” you moaned out hoping Phasma understood what you wanted. Of course she knew but she wanted to hear you beg. “What do you say?” she asked. “Please daddy fuck me with your fingers” you moaned trying to move your hips slightly.

Thankfully Phasma didn’t notice that action of yours as she thrusted her fingers deep inside your pussy which caused you to scream at the sudden fullness in your pussy. Fuck she felt good you thought to yourself. Phasma eventually found a pace that seemed to get you to the edge quite quickly. “I n.need to c.cum” you moaned as you felt Phasma’s other hand make its way down to your clit and start rubbing small circles on it.

“Cum for daddy baby girl. I want you to cum over and over again for me” she moaned as she thrusted her fingers deeper and played with your clit and that's just what you did. You came not once, not twice but four more times. You were exhausted and overly sensitive. Phasma finally pulled out which resulted in you letting out a small whimper at the loss of contact but instantly moaned as you watched her suck your cum off her fingers.

“Go and get cleaned up. I will see around y/n” she said as she left you to sort yourself out. You couldn’t think straight. She had fucked you dumb. You decided that a cool shower should help your mind sober up from this. You made your way to the showers placing your clothes next to your towel. You turned on the water and immediately stood under the water.

Phasma was about to head back to her quarters but as she passed the shower block she realised you were still here. Maybe she could make you cum just one more time. She snuck into the shower block stripping off her clothes placing them next to yours before walking into your shower cubicle.

You had your back to her which made you jump when you felt a pair of big strong arms wrap their arms around your body. “Daddy is going to make you cum one more time” she moaned into your ear. Phasma rested her back against the wall as she pulled your body so your back was flush against her front.

Her hand travelled down your body and found its way to your sensitive clit once more. There was a little ledge in this shower cubicle so you lifted your leg letting it rest on the ledge which gave Phasma better access to your throbbing cunt. Unlike last time Phasma was much more gentle with her actions. She teased your clit as she rubbed small circles over it.

You were a moaning mess and Phasma loved the fact she could make you weak at the knees for her. Phasma could tell you were getting close once again as she started to feel your body shake slightly from the pleasure. “Cum for me baby girl. Cum for daddy” she moaned in your ear before marking up your neck.

You came instantly and you were weak at the knees. Phasma held you until you had finally gained the strength to stand again. “My quarters tomorrow night at 21:00. Don’t be late because daddy is gonna fuck you with his strap and destroy that pussy of yours” she moaned in your ear before leaving you in the shower, shock clearly plastered on your face.

What the hell happened tonight? You weren’t complaining and you couldn’t wait for Captain to fuck you senselessly again tomorrow night. You tried to walk back to your quarters but Captain Phasma had fucked you so good that you couldn’t walk properly. It looked like you wouldn’t be walking for days because Phasma clearly wasn’t done with you quite yet.

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betasbreaker · 11 days

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Chastity is forever 🥰

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#Sauron #The One Ring #One Ring #One ring to rule them all #J.R.R. Tolkien #Tolkien #The Lord of the Rings #Lord of the Rings #LotR #The Hobbit #cruelty #malice #will #life #dominate

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domdannyandrews · 6 months

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hallows eve eve || mandrews

He knew he was being ridiculous. Honestly, he didn't really care that much, not if Nate didn't think he was being too much. Ever since the three of them had cleared the air, Danny had felt on top of the world. He got to keep his girl, his beautiful Daisy, and keep exploring this intense, amazing thing with Nate. Maybe it had only been one night that he hadn't found the guy he was definitely way into, but Danny felt like he hadn't been able to touch him for days. And maybe, just maybe, he had a smidge of possessive jealousy he needed to resolve after hearing that Nate hooked up with his ex.

He shoved his hands through his hair, not even bothering to change out of his sweater and jeans from the day of classes. He could only hope Nate was just as eager to see him. Danny smiled when he heard the knock, swinging the door open. "Aren't you a sight for sore eyes," he teased, leaning against the door frame, barely containing his ache to touch Nate now that he was so close.

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darnell-la · 9 months

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Can we get more bellamy blake

Y/n’s pov

I’ve never felt so unhappy in my life. Clark had the whole group, me, Octavia, Raven, Echo, and a few other girls, sit down so she could tell us the news. She and Bellamy are officially dating.

All of us except for Octavia, always talk about how in love we are with Bellamy. How can you not? He’s a leader, he’s fit, his voice is the most attractive thing I’ve heard, his hair is always amazing and he looks at every girl like he’s in love with them.

The only girl he’s ever been touchy with was Clark. That’s when the group started to back off and I began to think I wasn’t enough. Clark would even tell me herself that I’m not his type. I should have listened to her.

“I can’t wait to see little Clark’s and Bellamy’s!” Echo said, making us all laugh. I fake laughed. Clark didn’t stab me in my back but she knew I always had something for Bellamy way before he got hot. It feels like as soon as I told her, she started liking him as well.

“Speaking of the devil. Here he comes,” one of our friends said as Bellamy came up behind Clark and hugged her tightly. That’s when my heart shattered. He looked so happy.

Bellamy had whispered in Clark’s ear for about a minute, probably asking about the party later tonight. Clark had stared at me for a few seconds of that time but maybe that’s because I’m Monty and Jasper's only friend around here.

“Everyone’s coming to the party tonight, right?” Clark asked. “Yeah!” We all replied. Bellamy nodded his head and then turned around to leave but Clark held him back. She pulled him in by his waist and pressed her lips on his. She looked to the side, making sure all of the girls saw how lucky she is.

We all clapped and yelled as I faked it. Octavia can probably tell, but she knows not to ask about how I feel. She knows how I feel about Bellamy already and Clark doing everything better than me, any chance she gets.

“Oh, I’m doing great!” I fake smiled as I held up my cup. “Doesn’t seem like it. You’re drinking,” Monty said. “You never drink,” Jasper said. “C'mon, guys. It’s just one cup,” I said. “Yeah and when you said that 2 years ago, you kept filling that one cup,” Jasper said.

“I know, I know, but I won’t this time guys. I promise,” I said, knowing I shouldn’t have but I did to get them to not worry about me. Why can’t other people care about me and not the same three people?

“We’ll keep checking up on you,” Monty said then walked away with Jasper as I turned back around and leaned onto the bar table. “Another one?” The bartender asked. “Yeah,” I said, making it onto my 4th cup. Usually, I can take it but Monty and Jasper have found stronger berries throughout the years.

“So are you gonna keep drinking or come and dance with your friends?” Someone asked as they stood beside me. “Monty and Jasper will be just fine. They have each other,” I said my last sentence low and a bit slurred.

“I wasn’t talkin’ about them,” I slightly jumped at the low and deep voice of Bellamy speaking next to me. “O-Oh! Oh, then who?” I asked, placing g my drink to the side that I already almost gulped all down.

“Me,” he said. I’ve never considered him a friend. He’s more like a dying crush I want so bad but can’t have. “Didn’t know we were friends,” I awkwardly laughed, still keeping my eyes off of him, knowing his eyes are on me.

“Of course we are. You’re my girlfriend's, best friend,” he said causing my heart to drop. A chuckle slipped from his mouth like he saw my reaction and knew why I reacted the way I did.

“Oh, well, that’s good to know. I think I should get to Monty-“ I tried saying as I grabbed my cup and turned to leave but he stood in my way. “Why? I’m here. Plus, I’m a bit bored and like to be with you,” he said. “W-Well, there are other people for that. Like your girlfriend,” I said

I stepped to the side and then walked off, heating him chuckle one last time. “C'mon, y/n! I just wanna talk,” he said but I didn’t want to. I can’t even be around him anymore without thinking about him and Clark. Clark and him. Him and Clark.

I quickly made it behind the party, to my tent to be away from everyone. Why do I even go? I never talk to anyone and all I do is watch Bellamy dance or kiss one other girl. I’m 22 and still have a little boy crush. What’s up with me?

I changed into my night clothes then flopped on my bed and began reading a book I’ve been dying to finish. As I was flipping through my chapters, I got startled by someone coming into my tent.

“Hey? Hey dude, this isn’t your tent. Hey. Hey!” I yelled at the man as he sipped up my tent then turned around. It’s Bellamy.

“What do you want? You made the rule, no going into other people's tent without permission, Bellamy,” I said, not wanting him to see me like this. I don’t want to see him right now anyways. Too much has been going on.

“When it comes to you, I do what I want. Come here,” he demand, slightly intimidating me so I got up and slowly walked over towards him. “Don’t be scared, just come here,” he said as he pulled me into him by my arm.

“How many cups did you have?” He asked, making me roll my eyes. He’s touching my face and wishing my eyes, basically checking me like a doctor or parent. “Doesn’t matter. You’re not my dad,” I said, still staying still.

I quickly realized I should have answered correctly or ignored his question. Bellamy grabbed my face harshly, causing me to whine in pain. I tried pushing him off but he yelled at me to stop.

“How many, y/n,” he asked, sounding too serious for me to lie or ignore him. “One cup but I uh, I refilled it several times,” I said, making Bellamy sigh loudly and let my face go as he stepped back. He looked stressed.

“It’s not that serious, Bell. Look, I’m back in my tent, safe and sound. So you can go back with your girlfriend and kiss or something,” I said as I walked back over to my bed and sat down.

“Y/n, it’s not about me and Clark right now! It’s about you drinking Monty and Jaspers drink, knowing it’s too strong for you. I’ve seen you black out. And being blacked out in a not-so-secure tent is the last thing you and I need,” he said.

“Why you? It’s my problem if anything happens to me. Not yours,” I said. “Yes, it is!” He yelled as he sped up right in front of me at my bed. “You can’t just skip around here in these skimpy fucking clothes, drink till you’re defenseless, and come back to your tent alone. That’s a free game for anyone, y/n! You need to think!” Bellamy yelled.

“I’m not defenseless,” I said, crossing my arms in front of him. “Don’t start this shit, y/n. You can train all you want but sometimes, it just won’t help you. That’s how life is,” he said.

“I’m not defenseless!” I yelled at him. I got up and pushed Bellamy but he barely moved an inch. “I-I don’t wear skimpy clothes either!” I pushed him again, hoping he’d move this time but he quickly grabbed my wrists and turned me around.

Bellamy pushed me into my bed, making me dizzy. “You don’t wear skimpy shit? Then what the fuck is this?” Bellamy asked and before I could ask what he was talking about, Bellamy ripped my silk shorts off of me.

“No fucking underwear in these loose-ass short shorts. Fucking slut,” Bellamy chuckled in his last sentence. “Bell! Get off of me! What the fuck!?” I yelled, confused on why he was doing this. His girlfriend is my best friend.

“You like me around? I see how wet you are,” Bellamy said as he quickly slipped two fingers into my cunt, causing me to moan at the unexpected feeling of his thick fingers.

“Bellamy, stop it! You can’t just- You’re my best friend’s boyfriend,” I said as tears built up in my eyes. Why am I enjoying this? “Oh, really? You guys are? Then why are you so fucking wet,” he growled in my ear.

“Huh!? Tell me. I wanna know how your best friend's boyfriend is making you soak my fingers,” he teased in my ear, knowing I’m crying from pleasure and guilt. He loves it.

“C'mon, y/n. I wanna know what’s making my princess so wet. I’m not complaining, of course, I just really wanna know. It’s so hot. You’re so hot,” he groaned in my ear as I leaked down my legs.

“You think you can take me, baby? I need to get you use to me before people know we’re fucking. Can’t have them thinking you’re being murdered while I’m in your pretty little cunt,” he said as he fondled his belt and jeans.

“Wait, no- No, we can’t have sex. No one can know about this,” I said, trying to get up but he pushed my back down with the hand that was in me. “P-Please,” I cried, knowing I want this. I want him. I need him. I’ve needed him for too long.

“Thought you said you weren’t defenseless. Look at you now. Sobbing for my cock,” Bellamy teased. I went to try and get up again but quickly buried my face into my sheets as Bellamy pushed his cock all the way into me.

“Fuuuck!” I screamed into my sheets. “Oh yeah. This is what I needed,” Bellamy groaned as he began to thrust into me at a fast and hard paste. “Never knew your ass was this fat, baby. I have to see more of this. It’s already pulling me close to the edge,” Bellamy gave my ass a slap, causing me to let out a yelp.

“Fuck,” he groaned, grabbing my waist tightly to pull me into him like a sex doll. “Bell, B-Bellamy,” I moaned as my legs started shaking. “You’re so sensitive. Already going to have your second,” I could hear his cocky smirk.

“I knew you were slutty. By the way, you walk around in your tight fucking clothes. Fuck, I’m gonna milk you every day,” Bellamy gave my ass another slap, only sending another orgasm rushing over me.

“You’re mine, do you understand me. You fucking tell me. Tell me you’re mine while I cum in you, baby,” Bellamy breathed heavily in my ear. “Bell,” I moaned, feeling horrible but not at the same time. I wanted him first and Clark knew that.

“Tell me!” He growled in my ear as he gripped my neck and tugged my hair so that my head lifted back. “I-I can’t,” I cried as I grinded my ass up against him, riding out the pathetic orgasm that I so desperately needed as soon as he pushed his cock into me.

“Don’t say it in a few seconds, and I’ll cum in your face and make you go to the party,” he said, trying to keep his orgasm back. “Or better yet, I’ll stop right now, pull you to the party and make you get on your knees and finish on your face in front of everyone. Including Clark,” he mocked her name. He doesn’t care.

“Fuck, Bellamy! I’m yours! Fuck, I’m yours!” I moaned out loud as my body shook again. “Fuck, baby. Say it again. Tell me how much you want me to cum in your pretty tight pussy,” Bellamy groaned as he rubbed all over my body, still trying to fuck me with a good rhythm.

“Please cum in me, Bell. I need you,” I whined. “Only if we go to Clark tomorrow and show her how full I get you after morning sex. I know that bitch move she pulled and I played along. Just to get to you, baby. Just to get right here with me buried deep in your soaked pussy,” Bellamy whispered in my ear, causing me to cum all over his legs and mine again.

“O-Okay,” I whined, so dick-drunk that I barely noticed he admitted to getting with Clark just to get with me. “Mhm, fuuuck!” Bellamy groaned in my ear as he slowly thrusted into me as he filled me up until his cum leaked out of me.

“So fucking good, baby. You feel so fucking good,” he whispered into my ear as my eyes blurred out a bit from the amazing sex session and the alcohol still in my system.

“I’m sleeping here tonight. Tomorrow we’ll move all of your things to my tent. We can honestly combine our tents so we’ll have a bigger space,” Bellamy started speaking after he pulled out of me and pulled me into him as he laid back on my bed.

“Okay,” I smiled down at him. “Are you gonna continue being friends with Clark?” Bellamy asked, sounding worried. “No, especially not after this,” I giggled. “Good, because she’s been talking down on you for years and I couldn’t stand it. Only made me grow more love for you, actually,” Bellamy admitted.

“I’ve liked you for too long,” I laughed, embarrassed at how long it’s been. “Trust me, it’s cute and very noticeable,” he said. “What!?” I asked, making me laugh. “Hell yeah. You’re not slick at all,” he said, and I buried my face in his chest. At least he likes me back.

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