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cu7ie · 1 year

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big bro satoru ! ୨୧ — see: virgin killer, cherry popper — mdni!

( ˶ᵔᴗᵔ˶ ) — cw. perv!gojo, alcohol consumption (you're both drunk-ish). reader's a virgin. just some casual headcanons. pornography viewing! voyeuristic reader (sorta.) drabble at the end. vagina having reader.

imagine hanging around with your friend and they offhandedly mention they have an older brother. they don't talk about family much but he sounds just as cool as he actually is when you finally meet him.

you're out of highschool and you still don't have much experience with relationships. your friend on the other hand has had tons, and sometimes they're giving you lengthy talks about their past relationships or inadequate sex life and you just smile and nod through it luv.

on the inside you're burning up! they tell you the raunchiest shit with no filter or padding, your virgin baby brain has grown ten sizes bigger with knowledge you honestly have no business knowing.

leaves you all hot and bothered, grappling with these new feelings - maybe a desire to try it out for yourself? you shake your head. as of now, it’s not like you have many prospects.

you’re a stranger in college. nobody knows your name, and your bestie is only your bestie because they practically forced themselves into your socially inept arms.

so you put a pin in it, for the time being.

gojo only comes into the picture because your friend invited you to hang out with them both, and gojo didn't mind you in his house, so boom:

you guys are chatting. and siblings being siblings they have inside jokes and banter you can only laugh at!! then you're trying to contribute, but the conversation just takes the strangest turn .

your friend starts talking about their ain't shit ass boyfriend (again, they always do this) and gojo is a supportive sibling, so they take turns tearing the dude to shreds.

you can only quietly wonder why she’s still dating the guy, anyway.

you guys are passing drinks around at this point, and your friend , verrry tipsy, starts getting a little … provocative with the complaints. slurring their words, they look you in your eyes and just starts rambling.

"shrimp dick," , "can't fuck worth a damn", "shit head-giving ass"

gojo's mostly overhearing, but responds to everything she says. he’s just like: “can't relate. that’s soooo crazy. could never be me tho!”

irritated by his interruption, more than a little drunk, they start to bicker.

friend: "nobody cares about your dick satoru!"

gojo: "hey hey maybe your friend does!!! … been side-eyeing me all night."

!!!! the way your head snaps to look at him !!!!

because you did, but you didn't think he'd notice!

and plus it's not like that ?!! he's just very handsome man ,,

he is very pretty .....

but he really made you nervous !! you're all hot in the face and it's not cause of the alcohol and your friend is making a face at you now, a little dramatic disappointment curving their lip and it's just like,

bff: ew?? right in front of me????

you'd hide in your drink if you could.

you: uh n-no i wasn'- it’s not like that!

they don’t believe you, just roll their eyes and say:

bff: i know you don't get any but like?? calm down lol there's more fish in the sea, get out of your little pond, babes.

and you're embarrassed and can't come up with anything witty in response so you just lower your head and sip your drink while they just fall back into banter.

you guys end up watching a movie.

your friend drank too much and ended up falling asleep! you're a little tired but gojo's wide awake and maybe he's drunker than you thought because he's slurring a lil.

gojo: heyyyy, pst

he slides a little closer to you, beer bottle in hand. wraps his arm around your shoulder and the contact jolts you out of any sleep you could have been having.

you: wah?

gojo: i said -

you: i heard you ... what did u want ??

he leans into your ear and whispers in it.

"i got a movie for you. way better than this shit they put on .. check it"

and you expect him to pick up the remote but he just fishes out his phone and pulls up a video from his gallery , and it looks blurry at first, but the camera comes into focus and,

your breath hitches.

it's a video taken of gojo, nose deep in some pussy.

the video is taken by someone else clearly, his head in between their thighs just slurping up on that clit - it's so slick and wet and squishy and the audio isn't down so you are a few feet away from your friend on the couch , who's knocked

and you're just watching this, wide eyed and clutching onto this pillow for emotional support and gojo's hand on your shoulder feels heavier

you: hhhh satoru-san, i don't think i should be seeing this ... isn't it a little private ?

little is an understatement

gojo: well i don't mind showing if you don't mind watching ; )

you: ....okay

you whisper as you sink further into the chair.

he's showing you multiple videos.

there one where it's not his face - it's a girl's, about your age maybe - but he makes sure to point out that it is, in fact, his penis going into her mouth. it's so big she's tearing up. what you think is mascara follows tracks on her cheeks and you gasp at how sloppy the ordeal is. you wonder how she's even breathing.

then there's another one, where he's bouncing them on his cock so good they're crying,

"deeper, deeper! harder - fuck!"

and that’s when you put your hand up to the phone and your cheeks are so hot they're numb. you feel like a voyeur !!! and you don't know if you enjoy it or are just shocked but something's getting to you !

gojo just points to the video , looks at you and says

"i think you'd look good in these kinds of movies. i think you're real pretty ..... n' well.... i'd fuck you."

and he giggles and pats your head and you're gaping like ???!!!!!????? satoru-san why are you speaking to me like that!

you: "satoru - san. i .. i think you're handsome too but i don't ... i'm not ... "

gojo pulls your body closer to his, you're touching his torso with yours and

gojo: i really like the way you say my name. it's... kinda turning me on

and you don't pull away when he grabs your hands and one onto his crotch, wraps your fingers around him until you’re cupping his balls and your thumb is grazing his clothed cock.

he's so annoying actually 😭

like satoru is cute !! you've told him as much several times !!

but your hand slowly traveling up hard cock is too too too much!

you: satoru-san! i've never umm.. really done something like this before ? please. we shouldn't, n-not here anyway.

gojo: we head up to my room ?

you: satoru-san ..... that's not what i meant..

but he's already picking you up easily and carrying you down the hall despite the little squeak of protest you offer!

he mentions something about being glad to "pop your cherry"

gojo: she's always on and on about how you've never had a boyfriend,,, ssssweird but that probably means you've never been fucked either right ???

you sputter and flush, satoru’s grin nearly reaching his ears as you tremble but don’t struggle in his grasp.

you: that's none of your business!! seriously what is -

he pushes his door open and you're cut off by him tossing you onto his bed, fumbling with his lamp until he remembers how to turn it on.

your back hits his mattress and you sink into it immediately. satoru’s room is cool, but the situation at hand ensures that his decor is the last thing you’re interested in. the warm orange lamp light fades out the jewel tones of the night’s shadow, though gojo’s silhouette cuts into the brightness and for a moment his presence takes your breath away.

you feel like a mouse caught in cat’s teeth. “i know about your type.” the way he curves his words makes your ears perk up, your elbows propping your body up as you retort, “and what could you possibly know ‘bout m-me….?” your voice trails off as satoru clambers into bed beside you, overtaken by impossibly soft sheets, stare directed right at you.

“you wanna fuck. i know that look from a mile off. lucky for you, i can help you get off." he whispers in your ear, and you feel your pussy clench down on absolutely nothing. his hand brushes against your thigh and you quiver.

"hnn." you make a noise of indecision, the arousal pooling in your panties feels sticky and irritating, and satoru - the tease - stills his hand on your leg, and feels along your tummy instead.

"oooh."

"you like that baby?" he's disarmingly charming, coaxing you out of slumber into your grand sexual awakening. "um.. i.." satoru pauses.

he mutters. "go on… use your words, precious."

your resolve escapes you at satoru's teasing. he's already so experienced - his .. aptitude makes you confident that he'd treat you well, there's no reason why you shouldn't …

just be a little selfish.

"c-can we kiss?" gojo laughs a little softer than you're used to.

"what's so funny? i just want to-" satoru flips you onto him, gripping your hips and adjusting you so you comfortably lay atop his.

"s'not funny, really. you're just as cute as i thought you'd be, though. wet pussy and all and you still just 'wanna kiss'." his second laugh is heartier, but not loud.

"watchu waiting for then?" he grins cheekily and you body grows frustrated. it's too hot in here.

your hands are curled onto his chest, your head close enough to his that you can smell the alcohol on your breath - he could probably smell it on you, too - but you don't care.

he's hard beneath you. you feel his cock pressing into your ass and he uses his big hand to squish you against him.

your cheeks burn. "kiss me-"

your lips press to him with a fervent need. your inexperience is cute to him, so he lets you take the lead. you have spirit, the ambition of a slut - but no skill. you squeak and moan a little nervously as he deepens the kiss, his hands cupping your ass gently as he starts to play with it. he palms the fat in his hands and nips your lower lip before you pull back to catch your breath.

your body is hidden under your clothes and it makes gojo suck his teeth, trying to ascertain with his hands instead, those curves and planes of your body, starting at your hips and moving up. a whine gets caught in your throat as his hand creeps beneath your shirt and you realize just how cold he is.

"satoru!" you jolt, feel your nipples grow diamond tough in response.

"hush hush. they're still asleep, n' as far as they know, you were coming onto meee…" you look down at him, pupils blown and mouth parted and lips slick.

"you're a pervert, satoru-san. i-i'd tell them as much." satoru laughs louder and you can't be convinced he's not doing it on purpose, now. your positions shift again.

you yelp as he flips you over suddenly once more, your back hitting a velvet duvet and your head gracing the soft, cool top of his pillow, your breathing more labored that it had been before.

he whispers. "let me eat you out." he's already weaseled his way between your thighs, looking at your shorts like the idea of them offends him. "these shorts make ya ass look fat. but skirts are easier access. you ever wanna have a quickie again, take notes." he's already peeling them from your thighs, infernal heat pouring off you in waves. your panties follow in short order.

"oh wow." satoru's excitement renews unbidden, getting up close and personal with the pretty petals between your thighs and licking his lips like it's his last meal on earth.

you feel your nerves prickle. an uncertainty that pervades your chest cavity makes an uncomfortable heat rise. you can feel his every breath. your pussy throbs like it's your heart and for a moment, your unsettled. "hey!"

you clasp your hands over your mouth and satoru's eyes slowly drift up. "s-sorry. didn't mean to-"

"yell? 's fine. you still want me to keep going?"

he looks unreal like this.

his hair sticks to his forehead a bit, swear dewing on his temple as he shudders and huffs, basking in this smell of you. is it sweet? his lip curls in hunger, and you know every instinct in him is primed to eat.

your hands find themselves tangled in his hair. you fold your fingers between the strands, flipping it up and out of his face. "yessss. please. i need this." you beg, and he gives in without ceremony.

the sensation is tantalizing. he curls his tongue in between your folds, gathering your slick on the tip of it. he groans, spreads your thighs wider so he can bury his whole face in your box.

first, it makes your spine twitch and your toes curl - the feeling so intense that your body wants to rip you away from it. your back arches; his lips wrap around your clit and you whine as he starts suckling on you. the sound of wet lips on wet pussy is obscene.

he slurps loudly, eagerly, not even paying mind to how quickly you've fallen apart in his arms.

any mess he makes, he cleans up with his tongue. he laves the muscle over your precious pussy, teasing you with how deep he can go into the fold.

you never noticed his tongue was so long.

you're soaked. there's something coming - and you,

yelp just then, feeling the barest sensation of teeth against your cunt. "s-satoru!" (he chuckles into your muff and the sensation makes you groan.)

even distracted, you can feel it. just stronger now. a coiled snake in the depths of you, beautiful and aching and eager to be free.

you've masturbated before - er, tried it. you're just a little awkward on your own, and it's never felt anywhere near this. incomparable in every sense of the word.

you didn't even realize you closed your eyes until you hear gojo say, "you squirt?"

the whole of your face burns. "i.." you're searching for breath you didn't notice you lost.

you shake your head. "i dunno-"

"well, let's see." his hand leaves your thigh, and the pad of his thumb presses onto your clit molasses slow. the way he pushes and tugs at the nub nearly makes you cum on the spot.

your moan is broken and cracks, and you're too far gone to be embarrassed to ask for more. "you … are we going to h-have-" sex, is what you were going to say, but satoru interrupts, tearing his eyes away from your slick cunny.

"just say fuck. 'are you gonna fuck me'?" he mimics the lilt of your voice faithfully. "say it." he goads, urges you even, massaging your cute clit with his thumb.

"a-are… are you gonna fuck me?" you mewl, and gojo's ministrations ease up. you don't know if you want to cry out in relief or desperation. your whole body feels like its throbbing. you need this so, so bad…

a mischievous glint in satoru's eye appears, sudden. you bite your lip.

"say my name." you don't hesitate.

"satoru-saaaan." gojo's breath catches. then he laughs at you. a question settles on your tongue - what's so funny - but you're shuddering and don't have a mouth to speak.

great thing that Satoru's observant.

"you're tryna be here all night, clearly."

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leavemealoneplsandthx · 23 hours

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Okay everyone in the cod fandom thirsting over mw characters, it’s time to introduce u mfs to the black ops world cuz honestly I’m tired of the lack of appreciation and fanfics (mostly fanfics) these people get.

Lemme introduce you to some of the main baes

This mf right here is a grade a ASSHOLE but it’s why we love him. Honestly if you love effed up relationships and angst you should read some of the bell x adler fics going on. Bell is YOU. It’s the customisable character in Cold War who Russell Adler brainwashed and it’s a whole thing and it’s toxic af to pair them but I fuggin loveeee itttt

Alex Mason <3333 my wifey for lifey

He was brainwashed by the Soviet’s and he’s our fave lil mentally scarred old man. Seriously tho it’s criminal the lack of love this guy gets he is so handsome

Ahhh mr frank Woods. Asshole but not in the same way Russell adler is. He’s the kinda guy who would act annoyed when you ask him to hold your drink but would protect that mf with his LIFE. Would treat you right but it’s a whole ‘dick to everyone else but sweet as pie to you’ kinda vibe yk?

Miss Helen Park. Honestly we should hate her. She manipulated and brainwashed us alongside adler but would I kiss her on the lips? Maybe possibly yes. Nuff said

The CRIMINALLY underrated navy seals commander david mason. Yes he’s alex masons son yes we keep it in the family here. He has some mental scars like his father but honestly who doesn’t?! Handsome as fuck, and so kind and respectful <3 I luv him

So please guys I beg you!! Play black ops 1, 2 and Cold War so we can get some love for these guys!!

If you like the sound of it please read this fic about adler x bell omg my heart

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rubywithecat · 11 months

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-First Night With Them-

(T/W: Minors do not interact as mature contents are included)

Summary: U are forced to marry them by your parent and feel shy for the first night with them after wedding as u are completely strangers to them.

Gojo Satoru

Waiting for him on the lavish bed in the new mansion u just moved, u were nervous. Gojo is so handsome and u thought u were going to marry an old ugly man as u only knew how rich he was. How can a person be both good-looking and rich and have a cool style. He is just a definition of perfection. U felt insecure now. What if he doesn’t like ur body? What would he think of u? Will he ever love u? Are u good enough? U had many thoughts about urself. Meanwhile, the door opened as Gojo walked inside the room after he had showered.

He looked at u lying on the bed in lingerie and smirked slightly. He doesn’t say anything tho he made a move onto the bed, coming close to u. U flinched and closed your eyes tightly. However, he held ur waist slowly and his fingers lifting up your face, making u look into his pretty blue eyes. “I want u to be a good girl for me tonight” he said. “Don’t be shy, sweetheart. I promise this won’t hurt” U gulped. But encouraged urself to say a word finally, getting a lil comfortable near him. He seems like a good person after all. And he is ur man now. U smiled with ur glossy lips and whispered into his eyes, “Please go slow. I like it slow and long” Gojo chuckled, proud of u for the courage to say what u would like.

“Don’t worry, Princess. I already said I will make u feel good, right?” He said as he slowly undressed u. “Ahh…Gojo” u moaned. “Gojo? Call me with my name bby. Don’t be a stranger” as he said u can feel him frowning. “Im sorry.. ah fck.. Satoru” u said again as his fingers slipped inside u. “Don’t c*m before me ok? That’s the only rule” he said as he undress himself. U guys finished at the same time after and he came on ur stomach. After that he laid next to u sleepily, his silvery hair being messy “U are so good and beautiful u know that, bby?” He said with his sleepy voice which is super hot. U were beyond happy by his praises and cuddled with him. He smiled and playing with ur hair as u guys having a chat, getting to know each other more.

Nanami Kento

“I would understand if u wanna sleep in separate bed” he said. He really is a gentleman u thought. But u decided that u will be playful with him. U bit ur lips and leaning closer to him. “U wanna leave ur newly wife alone Nanami?” U teased, looking at him with doe eyes, which he cannot resist. U could feel him turning red and blushed. “I mean if u wanna” he said, pretending he doesn’t realized anything that’s happening. Ur thighs on his laps as u face with him and being touchy around his chest, unbuttoning his shirt. Normally u don’t go flirty with any guys but he is ur husband after all and he is really cool and u completely melt at his serious personality.

Even tho it was an arranged marriage, u kinda felt lucky that u marry him. Tonight, u wanna go wild with him and make him breed u with his baby. It’s him who is feeling shy and u kinda like about that and u planned to go beyond his limit to tease.

Nanami knows ur intention and at last he couldn’t endure anymore. The way u looked at him with lust, turn him on so much that he now fck u with all his strength, rough and fast. He is so good that ur brain can’t think of anything except screaming his name and finished with all his c*m into ur womb.

In the morning, when u wake up he already left for work but he doesn’t forget to leave a lovely letter about how he enjoyed and he loves u. U smiled at it and maybe he is shy about telling u in person. U stood up to make the best meal for ur newly husband.

Toji Fushiguro

Toji is being a lil cocky here. He would not give a fck about u being ok with it or not, he would do anything to satisfy his need. After all, he had married once and he knows what to do. He told u to strip urself and fingers u as soon as u laid on him. “I know how to make u feel good so follow my lead, angel” he would say. He would be comparing of how good u r or not with his ex wife, which makes u go crazy and prove him that u are way better than his ex wife.

After that, he would leave u all the hickey, leaving marks on visible area that u are now his. U love the idea of it and u love him too. He can be a jerk but he also loves u so much in first sight. U forgive him as he gave u the best night after all.

Megumi Fushiguro

He is rather doesn’t care about what is supposed to do at wedding night at all. He just went straight to his practice. He doesn’t talk to u at all, thinking u don’t wanna be talked. U were confused about his actions and as u haven’t known him at all yet, u thought he is being a jerk. U called ur bestfriend on video call as u were bored, alone in bed room. “I think he is fcking asshole!” U said frustratedly to ur bff. “He doesn’t even look at me into eyes and I think he doesn’t want me. I feel so sad” U told her, without realizing he was standing behind u leaning the door, maybe hearing all the gossips u told about him.

Ur friend giggled and just hang up, wishing good luck with a hateful smirk. “Hey!! Don’t hang up!” U yelled as u don’t know what u r supposed to do. U could sense him, walking near u and from behind he said, “I’m sorry about that. I just thought u didn’t wanna talk to me as this marriage was arranged so soon so we didn’t get to know each other yet” U felt embarrassed.

“I know… I’m just…” u sighed, facing him. “Either way, we are still husband and wife so we should try our best at least dont u think?” U said in sad tone. He suddenly kissed ur lips softly, catching u off guard. “I’m so sry if I make u sad (y/n). I wanna get to know u more to be honest, I’m just feeling nervous around u. U gives me butterfly as soon as I saw u” he admitted.

Then u kissed him back and he lifted u to the table of his study and held ur hips tightly. “I want u” he whispered which makes u turn on. “I want u too, Megumi” u said as u grabbed his shoulder and hugged around the neck. “Make me yours” u said and he didn’t go gentle with u. He is a dominant type after all but still he knows ur need and also surprisingly, he reached ur soft spot fast and then finished quickly. “Next round, angel” he smirked, whipping his c*m on ur face.

Yuuji Itadori

He would be the most caring about u. He would ask u if u wanna watch movies with him or watch the stars in the sky at the balcony with him. U agreed to watch the stars at the balcony in his hoodie as u haven’t unpacked fully after moving. His smells felt like vanilla and he would be listening when u talk about urself, getting to know with u. He also tell all about himself and he seems to be a really good person that u fell in love immediately about his purpose of life and his cares about others.

After a while, u become cold so he held u tightly and silent occurs between u guys. U really wanna kiss him and he wanted to too but just awkward. U decided to make a first move and kissed him. He was surprised but kissed u back and then u guys the kiss became passionately. U got all shy after that and blushing. “Do u wanna go inside?” He asked. You nodded and then he carried u to the bedroom where he started to kiss u from ur sensitive areas around neck once u get laid down on the bed. Ur moaned made him crazy and he even left sone bite marks and tells u that he really likes u a lot and how he is so lucky to have u as his partner. He goes super gentle and takes good care of u too. “I’m c*mming” u said as rolling back ur eyes. He also finished at the same time, laughters filled with joy.

Sukuna Ryomen

He is kinda so demanding. He would tell like what women are supposed to do and have to give a child. He is so traditional and will even go as far as asking u if u r a virgin:)

“Ofc! I’m a virgin! But do u really need to ask?!” U got sensitive to how he treats u. He would smirked and laughed about how u got all shy and angry with him. He finds it cute tho. But he would tease u like how u turn on just by his touches and u got embarrassed. He would tell u to verbally say how good he is when he fck u and he is also so possessive type. However, when he would treat u like his queen as yk he is the king of curses after all. He finished right inside u and u could feel the warmth of his c*m. He kissed u deeply and fell asleep.

Hope u enjoy! Likes, shares and comments would be really helpful! Thanks babies! <33

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phyrestartr · 7 months

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Easy Prey (An Underestimation) | Miguel x M!Reader

Brother's BFF Miguel! x Male!Reader W/C: 3.2k

#NSFW, college party, cringe dirty talk, butt plugs, bussy loading, alcohol usage, pot usage, vaping, reader is a little shit, miguel gets got, fluff, it's kinda cute tho, consensual sex, car sex

"Who is that?" Miguel asked over the howl of party-goers and blasted music. He held his shitty beer in one hand, and a weird concoction of juice, something and…something suspicious in his other hand. Lyla really knew how to embody college in her get-togethers.

Sebastian glanced at who Miguel gestured to with the tilt of a chin, and he burst into drunken laughter.

"Dude. No. Nooo no no, nope. That's–nope," he answered, very helpfully. "Just very no."

Miguel rolled his eyes as his best friend's girl kissed her man, and stole away Miguel's chance of learning just who the alt weirdo lounging on the couch was. Christ, people in love were so fucking annoying.

"Why, what's his baggage? Drug dealer? Academic dishonesty?" Miguel took a deep drink from the red solo cup and grimaced. "Fuck, what the hell is in this?"

Sebastian let his girlfriend kiss his neck as he finally gave Miguel an answer. "That's my little brother, dipshit. You remember (Name)? I've only mentioned him like a thousand billion times."

"Huh." Miguel sipped his beer this time.

(Name).

Yeah. Through the haze of booze and the boom of the bass, Miguel did recognize that name. He didn't know you had such a pretty face, though.

Seb smacked his friend's shoulder. "He's sooo off-limits, dude, so off-limits."

Miguel scoffed, brandishing an arrogant smirk on his handsome face. "Says who?"

"Says me, you fucking whore–you're not going to stick your horse dick in my baby brother, you got that?" And he sounded serious, but Miguel didn't really care much. "Hey, hey, if you fuck him, I'm gonna rip your cock off and shove it up your ass and then light you on fire, Miguel. I'm so fucking serious."

"Baby," Seb's girl cooed, "why don't we go wind down a little, huh? I think you need to lay down and cool off."

"Yeah, go lay down, Sebby," Miguel chided.

"I–but I–okay, I'm gonna go do a 'lil nappy nap," he started, letting his girl drag him away from his arch nemesis, "but when I come back, you better've not cum in my brother, you hear me, O'hara?"

"Bye bye, sweet dreams," Miguel called instead of answering. He downed the cursed solo drink as soon as Sebastian was spirited away and made his way over to you.

Miguel more or less brute forced his spot on the couch next to you, pushing between you and some other guy that was getting too handsy with his prey. The other guy threw half-assed complaints and curses at Miguel, but one simple condescending glance had him backing off. Hah. So weak.

"Woah, you really just–just made a spot for yourself, hey?" You said, earning his attention back. "Kinda hot. Really hot. You're hot."

Miguel smirked as he looked you over. He liked the sound of your voice, and the lazy, relaxed gaze you met him with. Normally, he didn't go for the softcore scene type, but the black nails suited you, as did the ring showcasing your septum.

"Couldn't ignore a damsel in distress," Miguel leaned in to say before he slipped his arm along the back of the couch. "I'm Miguel. Miguel O'hara."

"Cool. You fuck guys?" You licked your lips and, oh god, was that the gleam of a tongue stud he saw?

Excitement bubbled in Miguel's gut. "Straight to the point, huh? I like that." He finished off his beer and set the can down to focus on you. "I fuck anyone with a pretty face."

"Oh. Wow. Damn." He watched your leisurely fingers touch all up and down his body. The firm pushes and soft pinches were left in the right places, like you'd done this before to other men. Miguel figured he was probably the best specimen you'd ever laid eyes on.

And then you kissed him like it was the most natural thing in the world. Somehow, it did feel natural, like you'd been dating for years and had done this a million times before, but still drowned in the excitement of one another.

Miguel anchored one hand to your waist while the other freely travelled from your shoulder to your neck to the side of your face. He jolted when your fidgety hand slid down to his clothed cock and gave a hearty squeeze. Damn, you really were straight to the point.

But the way you kissed was another story--you took your time, licking deep into his mouth and prodding behind every tooth to commit Miguel's mouth to memory. You made the sweetest noises, too, reacting to however Miguel decided to taste along the top of your mouth, how he bit your tongue lightly to stop it from leaving him. It'd been so long since Miguel had a partner like you.

"Let's take this somewhere else," Miguel whispered into your skin while his hands started to wander to your hips, your waist, your legs. "Unless you're an exhibitionist freak."

"Woooah, you'd fuck me right here if I wanted? And they say chivalry is dead." Miguel laughed something genuine, only cutting off when you kissed him. "But no, no, I like gettin' messy in privacy."

"Then let's get messy."

Miguel picked you up and hoisted you over his shoulder. The choked half-laugh, half-squawk you let out earned you a sharp slap on the ass as he stole you away to eat you whole, like a jaguar dragging its kill up into a tree for a little privacy.

He could navigate Lyla's house easily, expertly dodging the flailing limbs and spilling drinks of party-goers as he searched for somewhere quiet to take his prize. But every room he checked had its own lust-crazed college students busy fucking or about to get things started.

You piped up from your spot on Miguel's shoulder, though, suggesting the perfect place to fuck: your truck.

"Pretty big," Miguel commented as you both rushed to fold down the back seats to make more room for playtime.

"Mmmn, I like big." You slammed the boot closed before shuffling back to him. "Bigger is better."

Miguel grinned wolfishly before pinning you down. "Glad you understand."

You helped him pull everything off of you from the waist down before you yanked him back in for another sloppy, drunken kiss. His hands, broad and calloused from years of lifting weights, felt up every inch of exposed skin, from your waist, to your thighs, to the powerful curve of your calves, and back up again. Admittedly, he didn't expect you to be in-shape. You weren't built like your brother, a buff, tall meathead; you were built more like a runner: slim, toned, agile.

"Wait, wait, wait," you gasped when Miguel's kisses started migrating lower and lower. The man looked up at you, brow quirked, impatience tugging down the corner of his mouth. "I wanna–"

"Nope," Miguel cut in.

"Whaaat? I just–'M not allowed to feel you up–? I wanna see your muscles," you whined.

"Oh, yeah?"

"Yeah."

"Don't care."

Miguel ignored your drunken complaints while he focused on getting you prepped and ready for his own satisfaction. Sure, he liked letting his prizes fawn over him, obsess over his muscles and leave feverish touches on his tawny skin, but time was of the essence; who knew when your brother would roll up and ruin things?

He leaned back up and stuck his fingers into your mouth for a few, rude thrusts before yanking them out and easing your legs open so–oh.

A twinkling, pink, heart-cut gem winked at him in greeting, and a jolt of excitement went straight to Miguel's straining cock. He swallowed as he watched it flicker and gleam with every little shift of your impatient hips. Part of him wanted to leave it in. But the worse side of him wanted to yank it out, and give it something to hold in.

"What's this?" He asked, patronizingly as he gave the plug a bit of a tug. "Guess you are a freak, huh?" Miguel asked in a rich, smokey tone.

But instead of getting embarrassed and shrinking away like he expected, you just wiggled your ass tauntingly.

"'S a buttplug," you said matter-of-factly. "Wanted to get laid t'night." You reached your mischievous hand down between your legs and drummed two fingers against the crystalline base. "Stuffed lube in first. Makes hookin' up fast 'n easy," you explained as you gripped the heart and started to tease the plug free. Miguel's hand caught your wrist before you could get very far.

"And people call me a degenerate," he laughed. Miguel pulled your hand away and took over, watching with rapt attention as the silvered metal plug started to emerge. "But you're just…somethin' else."

You mewled softly and your thighs tensed the slightest bit when the plug slipped out before a generous amount of lube oozed from your emptied hole. Miguel eagerly scooped it up with his fingers and pushed it back inside. Knowing him and his size, he'd need every last drop.

"People call you a degenerate?" You said through a snorted laugh. "Why? You're like–you're so–" you gasped in the same way a 90's horror final girl would when you caught sight of The Thing being pulled from Miguel's pants, "--b-big. Wow. Big. Can I take a pic?"

"What? What do you–can you–no, Christ." He sighed as he stroked himself with your slick and didn't waste much time with foreplay or warming up before mounting you again. "Think you might be worse than me after all, you know that?"

"Probably am." You squirmed a little under his body as he caged you in, his thick arms bracing on either side of your head, and his hard, heavy chest looming above you as he got his massive frame comfortable in the trunk of your truck. It was insane to think that, even with the seats down and nothing in the way, Miguel still almost didn't fit. Part of you kind of thought he might weigh more than the car, too. Hm.

But finally, finally, Miguel dragged the hot tip of his cock against your soft, pliant entrance before jamming himself inside with a blissed-out sigh.

"Fuck," he breathed before pulling out the slightest bit and pressing in deeper again, and again, and again, until he bottomed out. His nerves flared when your hand slipped down to your own weeping length and stroked yourself, selfishly chasing your high with no regard for Miguel.

He scoffed, and bitterly refused to hold back. The pace started off brutal and fast, Miguel using you the same way you were using him. Annoyance fuelled his tempo. He didn't know why your lack of giving a shit aggravated him, but it did. And he didn't like it.

But when he finally got a breathy, thin gasp out of you, he smirked.

"Oh? Finally something out of you. Tch." He folded you in half and hiked your legs over his solid shoulders to drill into you harder. Another small sigh fuelled his ego. "You like that, huh? You like being bent up, outta sorts, fucked by a stranger at a party, huh? That get you off?"

The ladies always crumpled under his heinous words and dirty talking; their expressions warped into something pathetic and embarrassed, they'd make the worst discount pornstar noises, or they'd cum right on the spot. It was a great thing, a beautiful thing, something that Miguel prided himself with quite a bit.

So why were you shaking with bottled laughter?

Miguel's eye twitched. "What's so funny?"

"Y-you just–you talk like you watch too much porn–! I'm just s-saying, man, this is kinda wild." A confusing mix of laughs and gasps punched out of your lungs as your back started to arch. "I-It's making it hard to cum–"

"Shut up, just shut up–you're making me regret this," Miguel bit out, trying to hasten his pace to finish up and leave you in the dust. "I didn't know you were so fucking annoying."

You moaned sweetly as he nailed that sweet spot of yours perfectly, before never hitting it again. "Awe, boo hoo, gonna cry 'cause I think your dirty talk's cringe? Life is sooo hard–" you squeaked as he pulled back and out abruptly. Your legs clattered to the ground and you barked out another hyena laugh as Miguel moved to tuck himself away with the most unreal sour expression you'd ever seen.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't give up," you cooed. "Come on, you know you wanna finish the job. I'm so submissive."

"I fucking can't with that fucking annoying fucking mouth of yours," Miguel grumbled before spitting bars of Spanish at you.

Feeling a rush of energy, you tackled him as well as you could in your truck, and managed to wrestle that hulk onto his back. He was glaring at you when you finally managed to straddle him, but in a sort of embarrassed-mad way, not a real pissed off look. Still, you had to test the waters.

"Off," Miguel said.

"Woah, woah, woah, I can do the whole dirty talk thing if you want," you bartered.

"No. Off."

"Come on," you whined before leaning down to his ear and dropping your voice down into a dripping dark chocolate, "you're such a good boy, Miguel, let me treat you right."

And with a greedy little wriggle of your hips against his stiffy, Miguel was doomed.

"Fucking–fine, you little–" but he couldn't finish that thought, not when he suddenly found himself plunged back into your tight heat.

"Bah, come on," you prodded as you rocked your hips at a selfish, primal pace. "Say it if it gets you off."

With a mind of their own, Miguel's hips jolted up to meet your downwards momentum, and a near animalistic cry hoarsely tore through your throat. And once again, Miguel couldn't help the jerk of his pelvis grinding up against you–you were proving to be too much.

"Fuck," you gasped. You stroked yourself again, now faster and with the broken tempo of your chaotic coupling. "You like being dominated? That it? Told what to do 'n then get some praise for being so, so good?" The laugh you let out could only be labelled evil. "Mmmn, that's hot."

But Miguel couldn't speak, not through his mind blanking bright white every time your bodies crashed together. Even when he tried to speak, only gasps and pathetic moans and pleas slipped out of him, suddenly begging you to fuck him harder, to make him finish, to let him cum inside of you and mark you as taken for the night. Reality felt so far away and numb, even when he knocked his head against the ground as he came.

You felt his nails bite your sides as liquid heat filled in the space where Miguel couldn't reach. Miguel's teeth clenched together with an audible clack as you laughed at him, riding him for all he was worth, using him past the point of over stimulation without a care in the world.

"Shit," you moaned quietly, then chanted it over and over, breathing faster and harder as you pushed yourself towards the edge. But you were a little shit, so of course you scrambled to push up Miguel's shirt just before you finished, just in time to streak sticky white webs of cum onto those well-defined abs of his.

Miguel finally caught a break. He held you in a vice grip, not trusting you to behave while you both calmed down and fought to steady your breathing. Your fingers trailed across his stomach and abdomen, tracing the dips and curves of hardwork and dedication, and also smearing trails of your spend on him.

"I've decided. I hate you. So, so much," Miguel said. He let his eyes fall closed again as he accepted his fate.

You laughed, more amused and playful than mean and mocking this time, and drummed your fingers against his sticky skin. "Yeah. Fair. Kudos to you for being a good sport, though." You paused for a moment. "Wanna get high?"

"Yes."

Shockingly, you were quite good with the aftercare; you took it upon yourself to clean the both of you up with a plethora of wet wipes, paying special attention to the mess you'd made on Miguel's stomach and leaving no trace behind on him. As for yourself, you stuffed the silver plug back into your ass and called it a day, only really needing to clean up any sin that'd escaped your insides.

You both more or less got dressed, and then you hit the vape. Miguel wasn't a stranger to Mary J, but he didn't often vape. He was used to messy blunts rolled by idiots like your brother, but admittedly, he kind of liked this more.

"It's not bad," Miguel remarked as he examined the silvery pen. "Lot less…y’know."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. I get what you mean." You stretched languidly across Miguel's lap, and plucked the pen from his fingers. You took a deep, lazy drag while your newfound friend exhaled a cloud of vapor. "Smoke works better for hot boxing, though. Blunts do, I mean."

Miguel hummed, lost in the haze of his thoughts, warmed by the buzzing in the back of his skull and your weight across his lap. His fingertips dipped beneath your clothes, absent-mindedly seeking comfort in the heat of your body in his lap. His broad palm pressed flat against your stomach, and you rested your smaller hand over his.

"You think the, uh, the chick who owns this place is gonna freak if I crash here?" You asked before crafting a few smoke rings. "'M toootally fucked up. Driving's a no-no."

"Lyla won't care," Miguel said with a yawn. "She's a witch, but not a psycho bitch."

"Hah. You know her?"

"She's basically my sister. Unfortunately." Miguel huffed and shook his head.

"Oh, cool, cool. She's fire. Like her. Really chill, but in, like, a smart way," you rambled.

"Pretty good way to put it." Miguel smiled.

"Yeah? Yeah. I'm kinda smart sometimes, too. Not super smart, but, y'know, selectively smart." You nodded and stretched again with a yawn. "That's how I bag hot guys. Like you, I guess. But this was more fun. You're more fun 'n a better sport than most guys I mess with."

Miguel stared at the foggy windows. Fun. That's what he was thinking, too. He never had the chance to smoke a joint or indulge in aftercare with most of his one night stands, but it's not like he'd gone out of his way to make that happen, either. He'd never really had a partner mock him either, though. You were kinda weird. But in a good, fun way.

"Yeah. I had fun," Miguel admitted. When his eyes slid back to you, you were grinning, and a sweet dusting of strawberry powder lit up your soft cheeks. Miguel couldn't help his own smile.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah."

"Oh. Cool, cool."

"Wanna go out with me?" The question caught Miguel by surprise, too. He didn't really commit to people. He didn't really become exclusive with people. But hey, people changed.

You fidgeted with the hem of his shirt. "Mmn, what's in it for me?"

"Bragging rights." Miguel smirked. "You know how many people want me?"

"Hmm."

He huffed, now, your skepticism doing a number on his ego. "I–well what do–you'd get dick, big dick, get chauffeured around, I'd pay for dates–"

"Would you go see a musical with me if I asked?"

Ah. The ultimate test.

"...Yes."

"'Kay. We're gonna go see Grease tomorrow night–uh, tonight. Technically."

A grin split Miguel's face and ached his cheeks. "Alright."

You smiled back. "Alright."

"Just don't tell your brother."

"Lame."

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oinkoink321 · 1 year

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Blue lock boys watching a romance K-drama with you!

Bllk boys x Fem!reader

Featuring: Itoshi Rin, Chigiri Hyoma, Yukimiya Kenyu, Bachira Meguru, Nagi Seishirou, and Hiori Yo!

Warnings: nothing, maybe a bit of angst (on hiori’s part) but don’t worry it’ll get better :) However, this is like my 2nd time writing and posting, so some of the characters might be ooc. If there’s any mistakes, feel free to let me know :) Anyways, enjoy!

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Rin Itoshi 💙

Honestly at first he acts like he isn’t interested and thinks it’s the stupidest thing ever. Like he’ll literally be like “Ew why do you watch this stuff, it’s so corny” (and lukewarm). He usually watches horror movies/shows so romance k-dramas never really appealed to him.

However, the more you watched them…the more interested he would get. He’s slowly but surely start to learn the story and end up watching with you, but when you tease him about it, he goes “ugh no, I don’t even care about this stupid show.” But he continues to binge it with you.

Then he also gets upset when you watch it without him. (But he won’t ever admit that). Also, I can see him getting jealous of the main/2nd lead of the drama if you gush over them, or anyone in the show for that matter. He’d be like “if you like them so much why don’t you go to Korea and date them instead??” 💀💀

Deep down, he really does enjoy watching the show with you and he’d want to recreate some of the cute moments in the show. (He would never tell you tho). Honestly, I can see him silently fangirling when the 2 main love interest finally get together and they’re all happy.

He also likes cuddling with you when you guys are watching, it makes him feel so safe and secure. When the main couple kisses on screen or anything, he’ll get all flustered and would want to kiss you in the moment too <3

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Chigiri Hyoma 🩷

This man definitely watches k-dramas. Probably a big fan of them too. I can definitely imagine him watching them with his sister and them bonding over that.

Anyways, he probably has a cute lil movie night set up when you watch together. Like there’s snacks, a blanket, and tons of cuddling. I can also see you guys doing face masks (the skincare kind lol) while watching too. He’d also buy the skincare and makeup products they have in the show too.

He’s also probably gonna talk to you a lot about the drama if he particularly likes it. He definitely follows the actors on insta and stalks them. (You stalk them together). He definitely also takes tons of inspiration from the outfits, makeup, and accessories from the show, he’d probably get you both matching stuff. Or maybe similar clothes to the main couple!

Also, if you fall for anyone in the show, he’s gonna tease you about it, he’ll be like “awww what? Am I not pretty enough for you? I can be 10x better than them.” Also, if you get flustered at something the love Interest did to the main character, he’s probably gonna do it to you one day too. 0//////0

If something romantic happens during the show, like if the couple kisses, he’ll lean in and kiss you too. <333 anyways, he’s a 10/10 to watch kdramas with.

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Yukimiya Kenyu 🧡

Honestly, he’ll definitely watch with you, but not cuz he likes it too (he does), but to learn from it.

He’s the type of boyfriend that would want to be perfect for you, to meet your standards and well, to be your #1 (my heart ughh ). Out of all the guys,I feel like he’d be like the most like a k-drama love interest. He’s a gentleman, sweet, definitely popular with the ladies, and handsome. He definitely brags to you how you guys are basically a k-drama couple.

Anyways, I can see him trying to learn about the drama so he can talk with you if you’re super interested in it. He’d take time to really know the story and know the characters. Like he’ll surprise you cuz he knows so much, maybe even more than you.

If you’re gushing over any of the characters, he might start doing stuff the characters did to make you blush. Like for example, if the main couple went on a picnic, then he’ll take you on a picnic date. He’d tease you if you fall for someone in the show. He’d say something like “Ah, I see. That’s why you chose me right? Cuz I’m just like them? Hm?” (Crying rn hes so hot)

Also, I can imagine him trying to model for Korean companies that the actors model after watching, just in case he can meet one of them! He’d also probably take inspiration from the outfits in the show like Chigiri. You guys would definitely look like a k-drama power couple together <333

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Bachira Meguru💛

I can see him totally being invested! He’d be so excited to watch with you and check it out. He’s so open to watch new shows, especially if you like them!

He’ll probably be super Interested and can’t wait to watch it with you. It’s like a little thing you guys do in your free time. He’s always so happy to watch it with you. He would also force you to watch it with him if you guys were left on a cliff hanger. If you have work he’d go “why don’t you take a break? We can watch our show!” He probably gets you off track 💀💀

He loves cuddling and holding you closer when something cute happens and would probably be gushing with you. He’d be like “awwww baby~ they’re so cute aren’t they? Just like us ;)”

Anyways, he probably wants to go on similar dates in the drama if he likes them. I can see him going “Ooooooh!! We should do that together one day! And that! And that! Let’s go there one day too!!” Ugh he’s so cute.

If you fall for any of the characters he’s be all whiny and cuddle you closer. He’d also complain how he’s so much better than that specific character. He also would fangirl with you when the love interests get together! He’s so fun to watch k-dramas with <3

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Nagi Seishirou🤍

He only likes it because he can relax and cuddle with you 😭😭. All he wants to do while you watch is be in your arms or vice versa. He’d probably be playing games while you watch. Like it’s all emotional and sad and all there’s his video game noise in the background. •_•

However, he’d make it really comfortable and be chilling while you watch. Probably resting his head on your shoulder or lap. He’ll look at the TV screen every once in a while but he won’t rlly say anything.

Overtime, just like Rin, he’ll slowly get invested too. He’s pretty chill about it though and would probably be like “oh. They got together? Cool.” If any of the characters do something embarrassing, he’d call them cringy and have second hand embarrassment.

I can see him watching the show without you if you’re busy. When you ask him why he didn’t wait for you he’d say “it’s a hassle to go and ask you” 😭. I feel like he’d be kind of a menace and when he gets invested, it’s all he’s watching, he would most definitely watch ahead of you.

If you fall for a character he’d probably be annoyed but won’t rlly show it. He’ll start doing chores around the house or just do more for you just to show that he’s better than said character. He’ll hold you super close during a romantic scene and definitely likes watching with you. (Ugh I love him) <333

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Hiori Yo 🩵

He’s probably already heard and know of K-dramas, but since his parents are strict, he’s never watched any. He’d be open to try watching them with you and be super curious about the shows too.

Honestly right off the bat, he’s be invested and like watching with you. He’s also super fun to watch the show with. Like he’d giggle at the cute interactions of the couples, scoff if the main character makes a stupid decision, and so on.

He really gets into the show and I can imagine him buying you guys cute merch (if there is any). He’d love going on similar dates of the couples and recreating cute moments. Or if you guys visit Korea, he’d want to go to the places in the show.

(Okay this next part is kinda sad but-)

I can see him being sad with you if something goes wrong in the show. Sometimes there’s moments in the show where the couple breaks up because of the parents. That’s Hiori’s worst fear. Having to loose you because of his parents. He hates the thought of it and it hurts him so much.

However, the characters always get back together. So, if fictional characters can fight for who the love, he can too. He would literally leave his parents for because unlike them, you actually love him. He loves romantic moments in the show, when one of the character A says how much they’re in love with character B and just stare at them with so much love. Ugh, it perfectly describes how he feels for you, he loves you so so much. (He’s so adorable) <33333

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bussyslayer333 · 2 years

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Heart Out

summary: your boyfriend proves his love for you on the beach, so you prove yours in the hard deck bathroom.

pairing: jake seresin x penny’s niece!reader

word count: 2.8k

warnings: smut at the end once again,, but it’s jakes turn this time :0, some swearing, and mentions of dilfs/daddy issues LOL,, MDNI 18+

ps this is my lil continuation of jake x penny’s niece!reader bc i love them <3

((it can be read separately ofc !!))

requests are open as always !!!

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Today had been dreadfully boring. Your aunt Penny was out all day at the Hard Deck working on accounts and you couldn’t even pester your little cousin Amelia because she had also been out all day with friends. You’d thought about visiting Jake at work but you weren’t sure whether you were at that stage of your relationship yet. So instead, the best option seemed to be lounging around in your underwear watching Desperate Housewives reruns in the living room. As you flopped over onto your front trying to escape the San Diego heat that you still weren’t accustomed to, a notification popped up onto your phone.

cowboy ❤️

come join me at the beach?

photo

You opened the message to a selfie from Jake in what appeared to be the Hard Deck bathrooms. He was stood shirtless flexing his arms into the mirror doing a little pouty face staring down the camera. You giggled at his stupidly handsome face that somehow manages to look good no matter what he was doing.

You

are you not at work? ❤️

cowboy ❤️

annual dogfight football baby

With that message accompanied a picture Jake had taken over his shoulder of Rooster and Mav shirtless and covered in sand. Suddenly it clicked why your aunt had travelled to the bar to complete tasks which definitely could have been finished at home. Deciding to wind Jake up you replied to the second picture he sent, ignoring his first selfie

You

how does mav still look so good? talk about dilf 🤤

Giggling as you sent the message you put your phone down and decided to finally peel yourself away from the couch to start getting ready for the beach.

Flipping through the variety of swimsuits you had bought with you, you wondered which one Jake would like best. Although Jake would like to call himself a man of taste, when it came to his girl his taste in her clothing was sparse to say the least. Settling on a blue two piece with strings that tied it all together, you moved to pick up Jake’s button up that you had kept since one fateful night in his truck. It was light blue and quite fitted on him but it hung nicely on you and could work as a cover up if the sea breeze became too strong.

You span around to look at yourself in the floor length mirror in the corner of your room. Jake was going to love this. You plucked your sunglasses from the bedside table and placed them on your head so you could finally make your way back downstairs to your phone and tote bag.

Picking up you phone you smirked at Jake’s many replies.

cowboy ❤️

shut up

you’re not being serious right?

because i don’t know the ins and outs of your relationship with your father for that to be a funny text

that emoji makes it seem like a joke

i mean yeah ig he keeps it tight for a guy who gets senior discounts

You interrupted his next text by gracing him with a response.

you

shush jake obv im joking

….we will talk later tho

You then sent a photo of yourself in the mirror near the front door, chest pushed slightly out. You knew your audience.

cowboy ❤️

ur such a tease

you

see u soon flyboy <3

The drive down to the Hard Deck is brisk, not much traffic for a midweek afternoon in Miramar. As you pull into the Hard Deck’s parking lot you recognise a few of the pilots cars and you pull in next to Rooster’s bronco, scoffing at the fuzzy dice hanging from his rear view mirror. That boy was seriously stuck in the 70s.

Moving out of your car, you walk down to where you can see your aunt ‘working’ on one of the benches outside of the Hard Deck that faces the beach front. She slowly averts her gaze from Mav and smiles up at you,

“Hi darling, I wasn’t expecting to see you here?” You giggle as her attention slips from you again when Mav throws the ball particularly well over to Payback.

“Yeah, Jake text me asking if I wanted to join.” She giggles at your dreamy smile and pulls you down onto the bench next to her. Once you’re sat and your belongings have been placed down next to Penny’s you scour the group of pilots to find your boyfriend.

However, as you rake over the group you come to the realisation that he isn’t stood with them. That put an odd feeling in your stomach, Jake was never ever one to miss out on a competition. As you were about to question you aunt, you saw Bob approach with an uneasy look on his face.

“Hey, are you looking for Jake?”

You nod, spurring him on.

“He’s a little further down the beach, with um.. those two girls,”

Your gut twinges again as you look to where Bob is facing, lo and behold Jake is stood pointing something out to two tall slim girls. You weren’t jealous per se, you had no real reason to be. He wasn’t doing anything out of the ordinary, as annoying as it was, girls always seemed to flock to Jake. You weren’t jealous because Jake was the one to express his interest in you first, he knew what he wanted and it was you. Still your gut twinged. You looked to Bob, then stood up abruptly.

“Pen, do you mind looking after my stuff?” You turned to ask your aunt and she hummed absentmindedly, still entranced by her boyfriend. You took the hum as a yes and kicked your slides off ready to go find your boyfriend.

Bob took this as a sign to take off back to the group still playing football and watched your figure retreat to where Jake was standing with the two girls, smiling as they laughed at something he had said.

One of the girls smacked Jake’s chest lightly as she laughed far too hard for what Jake had said. This was when you began to feel slightly angry, you knew that type of laugh. You’d used it before. On Jake nonetheless. No man was ever that funny, especially Jake.

As you came into Jake’s view, his smile widened which made you falter slightly, in what was quite a stompy walk. Reminded of the fact that you were wearing his shirt and his favourite bikini you tried to style out your march into more of a cool girl saunter.

Jake lifted his sunglasses once you were stood in front of him and sucked in a breath as he took in your attire. He lifted his hand from his side and started to play with the hem of his shirt which hung from your frame.

“Wow..”

“Hey baby,” you smiled at him then turned to the two girls who appeared slightly confused by what was occurring in front of them.

“And you guys are…” okay maybe you were slightly snappy, but did these girls still have to hang around when they now clearly knew Jake was taken.

The brunette one of the two spoke up, “Jake, are you not gonna introduce us?”

Jake looked up and scoffed slightly at the girls audacity, he shared a look with you that had you holding in a giggle.

“…right, Brianna, Stace, this is my beautiful girlfriend.” At his statement you smiled up at him, bashful at his compliment and at the thought that you had previously had in which he completely ignored you in favour of his two new friends.

“Hi..” you smiled at the girls with more pep in your step.

The red head (Brianna?) then spoke up, “Oh.. this is your girlfriend?” With distaste on her tongue which made Jake seethe.

“What I just said.” He spoke shortly back to her.

Her friend clearly sensed the tension bubbling and tried to smoothen out the situation, “I think she just means we weren’t expecting to meet her,” she smiled apologetically at you.

You smiled back appreciatively and spoke up, “Well we should really be getting going, I have a game of football i need to see my boyfriend win, it was nice meeting you girls!”

Jake had already began to move away, dragging you along with him as you waved at the two girls when Brianna (?) spoke again,

“Wait Jake! Didn’t you want my number?”

You both turned back to see her friend look confusedly at her and Jake scoffed once again,

“Yeah, no thanks pal.”

You struggled to hold your giggle in again at Jake’s passive aggressive word choice and continued your walk back towards the rest of the pilots who were now taking a break from their game.

“God can you believe them?” Jake asked you exasperatedly, “you look so unbelievably hot right now by the way doll, is that my shirt?”

“They weren’t tooooo bad..” you giggled and nodded at Jake. He continued on,

“I mean they dragged me from the group asking where the closest place was to get food that wasn’t made behind a bar but then when I tried to point places out they just kept going on and on and on and on and-”

“Jake shut up would you?” You said as you finally reached the group sat outside the Hard Deck.

“Hey!” He said and smacked your ass lightly to emphasise his annoyance. You turned and stuck your tongue out at him as Rooster spoke up,

“Finally able to shake you two new best friends then ?”

Phoenix snorted and turned to you, “Babe you should have seen the way they were eyeing Jake up before they finally went in for the kill.” You giggled along next to her at her interesting choice of analysis for the two girls.

Jake had started his own conversation with Coyote and Bob when you finally turned back to look at him and finally realised you hadn’t got the chance to admire how handsome he looked right now. You suddenly couldn’t feel it in you to be angry at the girls and their failed attempts at flirting. The late afternoon sun was warm against your skin and made the remnants of sea water on Jake’s chest glimmer. His dark navy swim shorts hung dangerously low on his hips and his ray bans were sat just slightly too far down on his nose so he had to bring a hand up to push them back upwards, afterwards he raked said hand through his windswept hair and you embarrassingly felt you stomach flutter at the action.

You laced your fingers through his other hand which was still resting low on your hip and squeezed. He turned his head slightly indicating that you had his attention whilst he still managed to listen to Coyote’s ramblings. Standing on your tip toes you whispered into his ear,

“I’m going to go into the bathroom in the Hard Deck in a second and your going to follow in after me in about two minutes, okay?”

Jake looked down at you and smirked at your playful expression, he tipped his head up slightly in a showing of understanding and he dropped his hand from your hips to let you excuse yourself.

Jake watched your retreating form with his eyes trained on the sway of your hips and a smile plastered on his face. He pulled his phone from the pocked of his shorts and checked the time. 16:43. Two minutes and he could follow in after you.

Those last two minutes of Jake’s life seemed to be the longest he’d ever lived through.

He followed your previous path towards the bathroom at the back of the Hard Deck and knocked on the locked door. You open the door to a smiling Jake Seresin.

“Hi doll,” he smirks down at you. You pull him into the bathroom and lock the door behind him, wary of your surroundings.

He has one hand placed on the side of your face with the other groping your ass making you whine out at the contact. Jake leans down and kisses you slowly and sweetly, he goes to slip his tongue into your mouth but before he can you’re pulling away to shed yourself of his shirt and pull your hair up using the spare hair tie on your wrist.

Jake watches with his mouth hanging slightly open as you drop to your knees in front of him smiling sweetly.

“Not that I’m complaining sweetheart but what on earth did I do to deserve this ?”

Tugging at the drawstring holding his shorts up you stare up at him, “you defended my honour in front of those two wenches, oh valiant solider!”

Jake rolls his eyes at your dramatics, but he can see that you truly are grateful for his actions. The thing with you and Jake is that he always understands what you truly mean, even if you mask it behind layers of dry humour, built up for your protection.

You finally undo the knot holding Jake’s shorts so low on his waist (and make a mental note to tease him later on for his navy level drawstring knot) and look up to Jake for conformation.

“Please baby,” he almost whimpers down at you .

You smile at his whiny tone and pull his shorts down enough to release his cock and kitten lick against his leaking tip, making him shudder slightly in pleasure. You grasp him with you right hand and start slowly stroking, watching carefully at what movements make Jake react the most.

He begins to fiddle with the tie at the back of your neck which holds your bikini top together to try and distract him from letting out a groan too loud which could alert anyone outside of your whereabouts.

You lean down again and spit onto his tip, using you tongue to spread the wetness of your saliva and his precum along the length of his cock.

After spending your first night with Jake you realised he had enough of a reason to be so cocky. He was big. (not that you felt the need to tell him and boost his ego even further).

Sinking your mouth down onto him you breathed carefully through your nose and let him hit the back of your throat. Jake released a throaty groan in response to the action and moved his hand into your hair to pull at it lightly causing you to moan onto his shaft. The vibrations make Jake whine even louder into his fist. Spurred on by his noises you continue to move up and down on him sloppily, clenching your thighs at the sounds being pulled from his throat.

The final straw for Jake was when you looked up at him through you long wet lashes as you pulled off of him, with a long string of spit connecting your lips to the tip of his cock.

“Fuck baby, I’m so close.” Jake whimpered.

You take him back into you mouth and trace the vein on the underside of his cock with your tongue. You sloppily continue to suck as Jake’s whines reach a crescendo and he spills into your mouth with a deep grunt. His grip on your hair loosens and you pull your mouth away, careful to keep his cum inside of your mouth. Some slips out the sides of your lips as you swallow and you allow it to drip down in between the valley of your breasts for Jake to admire.

“You are too fucking good to me doll,” Jake speaks breathlessly, helping you up onto unsteady feet.

You giggle up at him, “You can repay the favour later cowboy don’t worry.”

He smirks down at you and rights his shorts swiftly. As he looks back up he uses his fingers to collect his seed that collected in between you breasts and pushes them into your mouth for you to suck clean. Once you finish he pulls you into a searing kiss and licks his tongue around your mouth, moaning at the taste of himself on your tongue.

You pull away, slightly light headed and turn to the mirror to right yourself. Jake stands behind you in the mirror and pulls his button down onto you, smiling at your reflection. You turn around and peck him quickly and reach for the door to let yourselves out.

Walking into the main area of the Hard Deck with Jake behind you, you notice your aunt looking at you with her signature smirk on her face and you blush under her gaze. She wonders when you and Jake will finally stop defiling her property.

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a/n: i love these two, jake is much less suckier than he is in my first fic bc i think he is actually so boyfriend !!!!

hopefully you all enjoy this!!! and thank you so much for all the notes on my other two pieces !! i promise i will get to any requests as soon as :)

pls reblog and comment and tell me what you think <333

- honey :0

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Bruised

Part 1

Eddie x whore!reader

summary: You live in your car or a hotel, you sell your body to men for money, but got accidentally pregnant by the only one Alan Munson(Eddies dad). He was in jail before, for the same thing he did to you. But lucky he has a son who cares and helps you out.

warnings part 1: 18+, traumas, abuse, sex, female reader, hospital, blood, pussy eating, and more.

“I don’t use condoms if you don’t want me then leave.” He looks mad, he was a big man with much muscles, you were afraid it you were really honest. He was also a lil handsome tho, he had dark curls and blue eyes.

“that’s okay sir…” it was not. It was not your rule you not on the pill cause you didn’t have the money..but what if he beats you up? You don’t want that to happen.

“come hire then.” He sits up and pulls you on all fours, he only had his jeans off and you were totally naked. Alan strokes himself a couple times then pushes in not so gentle. He didn’t finger you so it was not easy to get adjusted to his size (you weren’t even horny)

“ow” you say silently.

“don’t cry bitch.” He spanks you hard, that’s probably gonna bruise. You hold tears back but he didn’t seem to mind. He hurted you, it was the worst sex you ever had. “What was your name again?” He groans.

“Y/n..” you stutter.

“definitely gonna let you be hire-.. uhhh twice a month.” He groans “Good pussy.” He pulls your hair a bit. Ofcourse he hits the right spot but the pleasure doesn’t win from the pain. He cums into you after a while, pulls out without even thinking of letting you cum also.

“how much?” He pulls his boxers on again.

“40 dollar is okay..” you wipe the tears away and grab your panties off the ground.

——-

Alan told you he had to rush to some meeting so you’re alone in his room dressing yourself again. When you finish you grab your bag and you walk out of his room. You bumb into a young boy, about your age.

“oh sorry..” he looks at you “are you okay?”

“Ohh..uh..yes, thanks.”

“Did my dad pay?” He looks down at you with the same eyes his dad had only difference is that his aren’t blue but they are brown, he was adorable.

“yeah..” you nod.

“wanna drink something before you go?” He heads to the kitchen.

“uh sure, you have vodka.?” You follow him.

“Yeah, want it with cola?” The boy asks.

“Even better” you nod. He smiles and gets your drink ready, you walk into the living room and you wait for him on the couch.

“so..you’re fucking my dad now?” He sits next to you while giving your drink. Dad..You atleast know it’s his son now.

“yeah, it’s kinda my job” you shrug your shoulders.

“He’s a criminal you know that right?”

“no?”you take a sip of your drink.

“doesn’t matter, never mind” Eddie drinks some of his beer.

“so you are his son then?” You lean back against the couch.

“yeah, I wish I could say no to be honest”

“why is that?” You look at him.

“Because like I said he’s a criminal, he fucks girls 5 times younger then him… so kinda that..” he shrugs his shoulders. You and Eddie talked for another 10 minutes but you had to rush to the other guy you work for.

—- 5 months later ——

After Alan finishes himself he pulls out and lays down besides you with a joint in his mouth, you sit up and grab your clothes off the ground. You put your panties and bra back on and you grab your jeans.

“how much do I owe you?” He looks at you while exhaling smoke out of his mouth.

“uh, just as much a normal..”

“You’re becoming fat…or something. and I didn’t like it tonight.”

“oh…sorry, it just gets a lil more difficult…and I decided to just eat a lot more…” you lie course that’s not the reason your belly started growing “if you want I can do 5$ off..?”

“Mhm…What’s that?” He looks in your bag, you look the same way he does and while putting your jeans back you notice it was the pregnancy test he was looking at..

“uh, oh.. T-That’s..” you walks over to your bag and put some stuff over it.

“I asked you something.” He gets up and starts walking over to you.

“Im sorry sir…” you look down.

“Don’t let me ask it again.” He puts his hand under your chin and made you look up at him.

“Its n-nothing..”

“fuck you.” He beats your nose what had it bleeding, you gasp and use your index finger and thumb to hold your nose closed. “Don’t lie to me bitch.”

“sorry..” you sob, your nose had started bleeding even more and you feel dizzy.

“Who’s is it” he grabs a hand full off your hair and pulls hard to make you look up at him again.

“m-mine..”

“no slut. I mean who is the dad.” He slaps your cheek hard.

“y-you… sir..” You had started crying.

“fucking bitch that you are.” He kicks you a couple times really hard to the way of the door. “Get out and do fucking abortion.”

“ow..” you sob trying to get up on your hurting and shaking legs. “I-.. I can’t..” you open the door walking out of the bed room.

“oh. yes. you can” he hits you again, in your face, but this time on your eye. “I already saw it because of your fucking disgusting fat body.” He kicks your knee what made you fall down on the ground in the living room. He kicks you again a couple times you don’t wanna know how many bruises you have.

“please…p-please stop” you’re crying.

“W-what’s….” His son had already walked out of his room and looked down at you. You were in pain but also ashamed having no shirt on so his son saw you in your bra. Alan had walked into his room again but left the door open and the son knew he was getting something. “Dad..leave her alone please…” Eddie tries when his dad walked out with a gun.

“you said you can’t do abortion, then I will help you.” He points the gun to your belly and shoots.

“DAD!” Eddie runs over to you and kneels down. Alan walks into his room again and slams the door shut. “Oh god..” he takes your hand and lays it on the wound. “C-can you keep that there?”

You nod and when he tries to pick you up you wrap your other arm around him. He walks over to the door grabbing the keys of the van. “H-hurts…” you mumble.

“yes. I know… I’m sorry..” He opens the frond door and walks out with you in his arms. “I’ll get you to a hospital” he opens the van door and sets you down on the seat. he grabs one of his own shirts off the ground in the van and helps you put it on. “That will keep you warm.. it’s used it might smells like sweat” you can’t help but smile a little bit.

He gets in on the other side and starts the car. “I’m really sorry, i normally live with my uncle but my dad wanted some time together with me since he got out of jail..” he starts driving and takes your hand. “Whats your name again?”

“y/n…” You look at his hand in yours.

“… I’m really sorry his happened… it was the same with my mom when she just gave birth to my little brother but I was too young to help her.. or my baby brother… but I wanna help you right now.”

You nod and smile as much as you could, you cough some blood but there came also a lil on his van. “s-sorry.. I’m so s-s…sorry.” You started crying more.

“no no no… it’s okay…” he rubs his thumb over your hand and drives a lil harder. “How old are you?”

“19” you sob.

“oh…. That’s-.. young…. You know the reason why he did this to you..?” He looks at you for a second.

“pre-..pregnant”

“are you?” He looks surprised and looks down at your belly. “Did he shot your baby.?”

You shrug your shoulders “don’ k-know…”

“that’s okay, we’re almost there, can you stay awake.?” You nod and look at him. “What’s your last name?” He started driving faster again.

“d-don’ know..”

“do you have family they can call.?”

You shake your head no. “Don’t have f-family..”

“oh…You want me to stay then.?” You did. You did want him to stay.

“p-please..” you nod. He wants you to keep talking so you won’t zone out, he wanted to ask you more about your job, he knew you came into his dads house to fuck him but you were 19, and his dad almost 60..

“Where do you live?”

“I’m m-my car or…a- a hotel… if I get paid enough a hotel..”

“Y-you have no home.?” He looks confused. You shake your head no with a lil sob. “Oh… well then you can live in my trailer together with me and my uncle, I’ll take the couch so you can have my bed. Then you can have a better job also” he smiles friendly.

“okay…” that’s to only thing you could say, you still had your hand on your belly, you’re loosing so much blood, you feel terrible and dizzy.

“Arrived..” Eddie parks the car “let me get a wheelchair okay? I’ll be quick” he smiles and runs out to get a wheelchair for you. You already opened the door so you could get out immediately if he had one. You thought about what Eddie said earlier, living with his uncle, you didn’t know the boy but he was nice.. he had some looks of his dad but obviously a nicer version.

In meanwhile Eddie came back. He sets the wheelchair next to the car and helps carefully you in it.

“are you okay?” He asks while closing the door and locking the van.

“well… no…” you sigh and a weak chuckle.

“I know.. stupid question..” he chuckles a lil too.

Eddie was pushing the wheelchair into the hospital and he talked to a woman about what happened, really quickly after there came a couple doctors.

“hello I’m a surgeon, and what we gonna do is; we gonna get you asleep, get the bullet out of there and stitch the wound for you, yeah?” A friendly doctor explained.

You nod and look at Eddie who sits down on a chair waving at you while they bring you somewhere in the hospital.

— 4 hours later —

You wake up with still pain but also another feeling. You open your eyes and you have to blink a couple times for the light. Eddie was giving you a kind of scalp massage.

“Oh..” Eddie takes his hand away from your head “hello, welcome back” he smiles.

“N-no” you whine and take his hand again to let him continue, it felt so good and now he stops.

“sorry” he chuckles and continues. “How are you feeling?”

“fine..” you sigh.

“your baby is alive and the wound is stitched”

“aah” you pull your shirt up and you look at the wound. “Hmm.. looks painful” you smile a bit.

“it does… my dad- I mean Alan is arrested again, I called the police”

“oh but I didn’t want you to loose your dad again..” you look up at him.

“I don’t mind, I really don’t, he abused me when I was younger and he killed my mom and brother like I told you”

“I’m sorry..” you take his hand.

“I can’t change the past anymore sadly”

“well I’m basically your stepmom and this..” you point at your belly “that’s your stepsister or stepbrother.” You joke.

“Never say that again” he laughs a little.

“okay okay” you laugh a little too.

“hey kid” you hear a voice you don’t know from the door. You turn around, to see an old man, he looked just a little bit like Alan.

“oh hey Wanye” Eddie gets up and walks over to him to gives him a hug, Wayne gives him a hug back and walks over to you.

“Pretty young for Alan aren’t you?” “I’m just a sex worker if I’m being honest” you shrug your shoulders.

“Hm.” Wayne seems a lil disgust.. “where did he hurt you more then your face?”

“uhh he shot me”

“he shot you? You’re kidding right?” He looks confused.

“no he really did, saw it happen..” Eddie stand next to him.

“hire” you lift your shirt up again just enough to see the wound.

“why did he do that.?” Wayne looks at it. “well… I’m pregnant, accidentally… I wanted to do abortion at first but I have no money..and it’s his, didn’t wanna say it but he noticed the test in my bag..”

“did he kill the baby.?”

“no the doctor just said he didn’t” you look at Eddie not even knowing his name.

“Oh okay.. and how old are you exactly?” He asks.

“19.” You mumble.

“Ok.. hey Eddie should we get some food?”

“Eddie” you say it soft while smiling that’s his name. It fits him very well.

“Yeah sure, do you want anything? I can pay?” Eddie asks you.

“O yes please… I will pay you back” you smile.

“don’t have to” He says while walking out with his uncle. You stay in bed waiting for them to come back.

“So you’re spending your time saving a sex worker young man?” Wayne aks Eddie if they were far enough for you not to hear it.

“I mean.. I saw her a couple times before, she was always smiling and nice, I found it sad for her and when this happened I didn’t wanna be the same asshole I was with my mom..”

“I think she just wanted to get you in bed with her”

“she isn’t like that Wayne. I swear.”

“you’re in love?”Wayne teases.

“no I’m not.” Eddie looks down.

“yes you are.”

——-

“I wasn’t sure if you like it but I got you this” Eddie gives you some strawberries with chocolate over them.

“Thank you so much! I never ate strawberries, I’ve always wanted to try them” you take it from him. Wayne sits on the chair and you sit up, you noticed Eddie still standing and there was no other chair so you pat your hand on the bed next to you. “You can sit hire”

“thanks” Eddie sits down next to you. You smile and start eating.

“This is so good! Thank you!” You continue eating them with a smile.

“you don’t have to thank me” Eddie smiles.

“I do!” You smile taking is hand. Wayne looks up at you.

“can you please not touch him.?” He asks, you look up at him and nod slowly, letting go of his hand and move a little away from him. You continue to eat silently while looking out of the window.

“Wayne seriously?!” Eddie looks annoyed and takes your hand. “I don’t mind it”

“you sure..?” You look a lil sad. “Your uncle is not wrong but I’ll never touch a boy like that without him not wanting it..”

“I know. You're just a girl like any other” Eddie smiles.

“except I have no money and soon a baby” you sigh.

“But I’ll help you”

“I wish he shot me in the head or something instead.” You chuckle but it actually wasn’t really a joke.

“don’t say that” he wraps his arm around your shoulder pulling you closer. “Do you maybe have any friends?”

“no I’m alone… that’s why I wanna keep my son or daughter…”

“can you feed them, I mean.. with your money cause it looks like… you don’t really eat enough” Eddie looks at you.

“I always buy a bread, and eat it in a week, without anything on it”

“just bread? Nothing more?”

“well sometimes I get some food from men.. you know…” you eat your last strawberry.

“oh-..that’s nice…and do you know where your parents are?”

“They died both back in middle school, I never got to do high school..” you lay down, Eddie looks down at you full of guilt and he don’t know why.

“how did they die?” Wayne asks suddenly.

“oh, drugs and alcohol” you pull the blanket over you.

“I’m sorry kid” Wayne mumbles.

“it’s alright..”

“well…should we go Eddie?” Wayne gets up.

“I wanna stay the night with her” Eddie looks up at his uncle. Did he really?

“Uh fine, call me when you need me boy” he waves at you. You smile and wave back, so does Eddie. When Wayne leaves the room it was silent.

“how many moths is the baby actually?” Eddie looks at you again.

“I’m halfway there, the doctor thinks 20 weeks”you take the blanket off and pull your shirt up to show your belly. Eddie looks at it and smiles.

“they said that?” Eddie goes with his hand the way to your belly but stops when he thinks that you don’t wanna be touched. You smile and takes his hand to put it on your belly.

“Yes, and tomorrow I can get a scan so I can meet them for the first time” you smile big, Eddie had never seen a woman so happy as you were.

“you’re exited aren’t y- O MY GOD! I FELT SOMETHING!!” Eddie looks at his hand, you laugh at his sudden excitement.

“did you? I feel it all the time” you’re still chuckling a bit.

“I always dreamed of having a little family, but now I’m 22 and I still don’t have a girlfriend because I’m the freak of Hawkins…” he looks still at your belly.

“Awh don’t say that, all I wanted is a normal life, and yeah, I wanted a family with a kid and a husband but.. that’s not gonna be it either anymore..”

“We have much in common then..”

“you can lay down if you want?” You make some more place. Eddie nods and lays down, the bed was tiny, Eddie had still his hand on your belly and he’s head on the pillow. You look up at him just to see him already looking at you. Your faces were really close to eacother at this point.

“you’re so beautiful”Eddie whispers, you blush a little and you don’t break the eye contact.

“you’re gorgeous” you whisper back. Eddie lays his hand in your neck and pulls you closer with your lips almost against his, but that wasn’t gonna be it because a doctor walked in, you turn away really quick and act like nothing happened.

“hey” the doctor smiles.

“hey” Eddie smiles back.

“hello” you look up at her. Seriously?!

“just gonna check on some stuff don’t worry” she walks over to the blood bag what was going through your IV. Eddie watches her while playing with your hair.

“Aren’t you guys tired?” She asks.

“A little” you smiles.

“me too” Eddie says.

“you had much to worry about today, if i were you I should sleep” She writes something on a lil notebook in her hands.

“that’s true, we will” you smile.

“well should i turn the lights off?” She walks to the door.

“yeah” you smile “thank you”

“ofcourse” she smiles and leaves the room closing the door behind her. You lay your head down on the pillow but you turn around with your back Eddies way. He smiles and wraps his arms around your waist.

“why you holding me like this.?” “because you seem to like it..”

“I do” you turn to him again, and smile being not so sure he can see it it the dark.

“did you ever had a boyfriend?” He asks, you lay your head in his neck and cuddle back.

“Yes, well… kinda..You?”

“uh yeah two but not for long tho..”

“did you have sex with them?”

“Yeah ofcourse” he plays with your hair. “Did you with your boyfriend?”

“no i was 10 we didn’t even kiss” you chuckle.

“so you never had sex without it being your work?!”

“uh no not really” you smile.

“oh… thats.. so sad…”

“why.?”

“because for you it’s your work, but for the most people it’s something special you do out of love..” he thinks about it a lil longer.

“it’s crazy right? I hoped ill get a boyfriend and make love with him, but still not found the one”

“I wish I had a girlfriend too who would make love to me”

“Maybe I should just choose from the rich man I work for” you joke.

“No just need to find another job, and maybe you’ll find them man if your dreams”

“I can’t, seriously Eddie, who wants a 19 year old hooker who has a baby..” you close your eyes.

“me..” he says carefully. It made you laugh because it was obviously a joke.

“don’t make me laugh”

“Fine, fine..” he thinks you’re probably not into him, he would understand because who loves a freak?! Especially a lady like you deserves better.

“Lets sleep” you mumble.

“good night” he cuddles you closer and closes his eyes too.

—— 3 days later ——

“this is my big mansion” Eddie grins and opens the door of his trailer. The hospital said you were all healthy and you did a scan also turns out your baby is doing great! Eddie is been with you the whole time and you were in love with him.

“Woah big mansion sir” you smile and walk in together with him.

“sorry for the mess” he smiles.

“I don’t mind it at all” you look around “it’s cozy”

“thank you, well as you can see this is the living room” You see a tiny couch, tiny table and a tv. Eddie walks a little further into the trailer and walks into a tiny kitchen “kitchen… as you can see…andddd” he opens a door what was the bathroom, there was a bath in it but the bath was also a shower, a sink and a toilet. “The bathroom, obviously”

“niceee” you smile you thoughts were somewhere else…

“this is my uncles room, he’s working at night and comes home early in the morning” He points at a closed door.

“so he’s working now?” You look around a lil bit.

“yep, itsssss….” He looks on his watch “10PM so he’s just arrived” he takes your hand and walks over to his room. It was a lil bit messy but warm and it smelled like him. “This is your room for now, I’ll sleep on the couch” he walks over to his closet and grabs a shirt.

“I can sleep on the couch” you smile and sit down on his bed you look at him and you had so much butterflies in your stomach.

“don’t want you to.” He looks at you and gives the shirt.

“then we sleep together in the bed cause I don’t want you to either.” You grin and takes his shirt.

“fine by me, I’m gonna change too” he says while getting a shirt and sweatpants. Fuck you were wet… out of no where this man turned you on. You get up and take your shirt off. Eddie turns around to see you in a bra. You look up at him trying to give him a hint.

“u-uh… Im sorry… f-for looking..” he swallows.

“Eddie.?” You take off your bra also.

“y-yeah.?” He is nervous you could tell, but so were you.

“Can you try…m-making me feel good.?” You stutter, ofcourse you did “I mean-… l you don-“ he cuts you off.

“yes baby I will try..” he puts some hair behind your ear with stepping closer and goes with his hands over your boobs slowly. “How could my dad just hurt this beauty” he kisses you, you kissed back, not hard, he starts slowly. He goes with his hands down and rubs them slowly over your waist. It already felt so safe. You’re so turned on, this man was gorgeous. He starts kissing a little harder and deeper, more desperate. You did that too and he rubs his tongue over your bottom lip, that’s said enough for you and you let his tongue in.

Your tongues going together in a perfect rhythm. He squeezes your ass what had you moaning into his mouth. He picks you up and you wrap your legs around his waist and arms around his neck. You hold him close so you could feel his hard cock against your clothed cunt. He grinds a little what feels so good.

“gonna lay you down”he kisses you again and lays you carefully down on the bed. he pulls away so you could lay good. His bed was comfy, and when you got comfortable on the bed you open your legs for Eddie to lay in between. He smiles and sits between your legs and then he gets ontop of you, putting no weight on you. He kisses again but this time immediately with tongue. You put your hands under his shirt to feel his body, he’s so perfect.

“c-can you take..y-you shirt off sir.?” You ask nervously.

“don’t call me sir baby.. just Eddie is good” he kisses your cheek and takes his shirt off.

“Okay Eddie” you smile a little.

“Those men ruined you..” he frons.

“sorry” you look at his tattoos.

“Please don’t apologize anymore.. you sure you wanna do it.?” He kisses your neck.

“y-yes sir.” You lay your hands next to you.

“Eddie, it’s just Eddie..” he takes your hands and puts them on his back “don’t be afraid to touch me”

“thank you” you smile and go with one hand over his body and with the other you play with his hair.

“you do fore play?” He pulls away for a second.

“I did by men” you nod.

“did men by you?” He rubs your waist again.

“no” you shake your head no.

“poor girl..” he kisses your breast and sucks your nipple. You close your eye and whimper a bit. He was extremely good in this. You know he did it a million times before. You look down at him, he had his eyes closed really enjoying the moment and he was adorable. You sit up a bit and kiss his forehead, that made him look up and he kisses you again. Then he kisses down your jaw to your neck, and then over your chest to your belly, when he finishes he gives a last little kiss on the wound.

“can I touch you now?” He asks with a soft smile.

“Yeah” you nod.

“good” he smiles and starts kissing your breast again, he slides with his hand all over your body, he squeezes your tits, plays with your nipple, he rubs his hand over your waist and then he finally slides his hand into your pants. He slowly rubs your clint and between your soaking folds, he sucks your nipple what had you moaning. You want more, you grind against his fingers what made it even better.

“good girl” he slowly lets one finger sink into your soaking hole. You moan and take his hand, Eddie takes your hand too and kisses your knuckles. He starts pumping his fingers into you, not too fast not too slow.

“m-more..” you say silently.

“okay.. can I take your pants off?” You nod immediately, with that he takes his fingers out of you what had you whining, he takes your pants off and looks at your panties.

“Also..”

“yeah?” He smiles and takes your panties off also. He looks at you wet pussy. “So pretty. Too pretty for me”

“Eddie..” you whine, he takes much too long over everything, he was nice for sure but maybe a bit too carefull.

“sorry..” he lays between you legs and kisses your tights.

“what are you doing.?”

“I’m gonna eat you out, believe me it feels good.” He smirks and licks your pussy. He presses his face against you and you moan. Loud. He flicks his tongue and sucks your clint. You grab his hair and moan his name.

“You taste so good.” He looks at you and licks his lips before eating you out again.

“t-thanks.?” You lay your head back on the pillow with a whimper. He starts fucking you with his tongue and he did that so good. You’ve never felt something like this before. He was painfully hard in his jeans. You hear Eddies belt unbuckle and he takes his jeans off, he gets up from the bed and pulls his pants down. He gets on his knees and lays his hands on your thighs.

“hold the pillow” he smiles and when you do he pulls you towards him. You lay your head on the pillow again and before to you know his mouth is on your cunt again. He pulls himself out of his boxers and he starts jerking himself off. When you noticed you sit up you have to do that for him.

“no. Wanna make you feel good.” He pushes you back down gently. You smile and lay down again. He continues but I’m meanwhile you came closer to the edge. With one hand he jerks himself off and with his other hand he pushes two fingers in your soaking hole again. He starts pumping his fingers in and out pretty fast while also sucking and licking your clint. That was all too much for you and without even mentioning it you came all over his hand and mouth.

He gets up and goes with his hand towards you. You hide your face into the pillow afraid he will slap you because you came without permission. He looks worried and lays down next to you.

“I’m not gonna hurt you. Just wanted to put some hair behind your ear..” he kisses your forehead. You look up at him.

“Sorry..”

“you wanna stop?”

“no please no..” you shake your head.

“Okay” he chuckles. He sits up again and places you back in the middle of the bed. He gets on his knees between your legs and looks up at you. He jerks himself off you just noticed how big he actually is.“Ready.?”

“Uh..” you look at him. You definitely can’t take all of him.

“Say stop when I hurt you, okay?” He slides his tip through your folds. You moan.

“O-okay..” he smiles and starts pushing into you. He is so long and thick, and you loved it.you moan softly what made him smile even more.

“That feels good?” You nod as your eyes flutter shut. He starts giving soft kisses on your belly and cups your breast while he pulls out (not fully) and starts thrusting into you again.“So pretty f’me” he mumbles against your belly after a groan. “Gonna speed up a bit, yeah?”

“Yeah” you whisper, Eddie takes his hands off your breast and lays them on your hip. He speeds up just a little bit not that much faster but deeper. You whimper and look down at him placing a hickey on your belly, you smile and place your hand under his chin to make him look up at you.

“kiss?” He looks up with his adorable eyes.

“mhm” you nod and he craws up and crashes his lips on yours sweetly. When Eddie speeds up you both moan though the kiss, you lay your hand on his jaw and he opens his eyes to look at your pretty face enjoying all the things he does to you. He feels himself getting closer to the edge but he needs you to cum first. He doesn’t know what you liked besides he wasn’t even sure you knew what you liked yourself. He started to just try rubbing your clint what had you moaning into his mouth.

“Does that feel good?” He talks with his lips still against yours.

“Y-yes..” you whine. Eddie smirks and rubs your clint a little harder while also speeding up his thrusts. You feel the coil in your belly tightening. “C-close..”

“good girl.. me too..” he starts kissing your breast and sucking your nipple. That was all too much and that brought you over the edge. You felt dizzy and you were gone for a couple minutes.

——-

you open your eyes to meet Eddies, you look down to see him cleaning you up with a warm wet towel. He probably had pulled out while cumming because it was all over your babybumb.

“hey sweetie” he kisses your nose and continues cleaning you up.

“hi” you smile.

“Felt good?”

“Felt good.” You nod with a smile.

“that’s good.. i had a question”

“ask it then” you smile and sit up.

“no.” He pushes you back down and grabs your panties and his shirt and hands them to you, you smile and puts them on. “Well I have a party tomorrow, a Christmas party actually, everyone is bringing friends, boyfriends or girlfriends.. whatever. But I don’t wanna leave you alone but I also don’t know if you wanna go?” He puts his black sweatpants on.

“umh, who’s party is it?” You sit up against the headboard.

“Steve Harrington, I know him from school, his parents house is pretty big and he throws parties pretty much” he sits on the bed and grabs a glass with water from the night stand giving it to you.

“Thanks” you take a sip “I think I’ll go but I can’t drink or smoke”

“I understand, and I’ll drive you safe back hire. I’ll maybe drink three beers” he grins.

“fine by me” you nod.

“perfect” he nods and lays next to you. “We fucked.. does that mean that we can sleep in one bed now?” He chuckles.

“Yeah, I didn’t mind either way we know each other a couple months anyway” you drink some more of the water.

“that’s good then” He smiles.“tired?”

“exhausted is a better word” you give the glass back and lay down.

“I guess that’s what growing a little baby does with you” He drinks the rest of the water and put the glass back down on the nightstand after.

“yeah” you nod looking down at your bump. Eddie smiles and turns the lights off.

“cuddles?” Eddie takes your cold hands pulling you closer.

“sure” you smile and you get closer wrapping your arms around him and laying one leg on his.

“Aaa..you’re cold” He chuckles.

“sorry” you giggle while laying your head in his neck.

“good night” he mumbles.

“good night Eds.”

This was the first chapter, I hoped to enjoyed reading it! I already had people who wanted to be in the tagg list, if you want too tell me 🫶🏻

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#eddie munson #eddie stranger things #eddie x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie x fem!reader #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x reader #sex worker #pregnant!reader

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nerdasstheatrekid · 1 month

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Headcanons: Hugo Rottewange 19yrs she/they/he Genderfluid, Pansexual

Weapon of choice: throwing knives, lil alchemy bombs, body combat skills, his legs can knock down a tree

-using donellas old suit

-charming bastard

-weakest in the group

-can mimic handwritings

-used to call varian bunny boy bc of his 2 buck teeth but varian actually got pretty upset so she doesn't call him that anymore

-loves picking on varian (obvi)

-People (mostly girls) in his kingdom nicknamed him 'Thief prince' cause tho he is handsome, he's still a thief

-yongs father figure

-looks strong but is the weakest, skinniest, bitch alive (varian can pick him up like a kids toy)

-can easily pick locks and sometimes even break them (he may be weak but he got strong grippers man)

-boy can run, FAST. obviously because of his experience from running away after stealing stuff

-hates nuru at first but after the eternal library they practically became siblings

-yong was always scared of him but in a way that's how they bond

-after vat7k he grows out his hair but still has an undercut, he now wears his hair in one big braid bro practically became Rapunzels twin

-varian cuts his hair since...yk..HE SUCKS AT IT

-he picks out outfits for varian cuz the guy can NOT dress himself for the life of him

#varian and the seven kingdoms #varigo #vat7k #hugo vat7k #varian the alchemist #yong vat7k #nuru vat7k #donella vat7k #ulla vat7k #headcanons #headcanon

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romance-rambles · 29 days

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AN APPRORIATE STARING DISTANCE

While at the beach, you take a moment to appreciate your handsome boyfriend while he's taking a nap—and also when he's not.

— word count: 1.2k

— pairing: [modern] clarence clayden x little painter/you

— tags: romantic fluff, established relationship, takes place during azure island phase 1 [no spoilers for the event stories tho]

— notes: absolutely wild that my first time writing for clarence happens to be modern ver, not archmage!! anyways, this is the screenshot you can blame for this silly lil fic's existence.

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NAVY BLUE STICKS OUT TO you the moment you open your eyes.

Your aching shoulder protests your decision to stay as you are, on your side, facing a still sleeping Clarence. Like this, he looks much younger—you're reminded of the time you had to force him to take a nap. Like this, he's simply the cute guy you managed to score not one but multiple dates with, just Clarence, instead of the incredibly smart and wonderful and kind Student Council President.

You glance at the circular table set between your two beach chairs, taking note of his glasses resting primly upon its surface. With him often having to juggle two different kinds of glasses, you'd offered to put them in your bag so that he could pack lighter. Or, as light as he can.

Right now, it's awkwardly squished behind you, miraculously still on the chair only because it's too big to fall out the gap under the armrest.

Filling in the blanks comes as easily to you as the smile on your face when you get to see your boyfriend, nearly the same one on your face right now—and the expression that goes with it is so endlessly fond that you find yourself with the urge to hit something.

Simply put, your boyfriend is a handsome man—the most handsome one, of all the men your keen eyes have gazed upon. And gazed, they certainly have. But even if they didn't have to pick, then they would gaze at only Clarence for the rest of their life..

You almost giggle at the thought, but think against it at the last minute.

But pressing your lips firmly into a thin line has the opposite effect on your budding smile. You imagine you look rather strange to anyone who passes by—what with your mockery of a wide smile and the silent scream building up in your throat, paired with the quiet thumping of your feet against the legrest.

If you were in a more private space, you would resort to kicking instead.

A proper squish to your still warm cheeks as you begin to sit up helps ease up the passion swirling chaotically across your body. You exhale, then allow your hands to slide off your face. One side of it bears the consequences of your actions more than the other.

With a one last longing at the sleeping Clarence, you start to dig through your bag for the only thing in your arsenal that could substitute for a sketchbook.

There are a few miscellaneous promotion emails waiting for you on the lockscreen. A message from Cael asking about dinner tomorrow too. Somewhere between them, there's a notice about the weather, with the temperature from an almost hour ago listed uselessly.

You swipe past them all and hurriedly slip into the camera app.

The hand holding your phone steadies itself against the armrest as you swing your legs over the edge of your chair. A thumb hovers over the capture button, vigilantly awaiting your command. The fingers of your other hand, meanwhile, busy themselves with zooming in on the captivating scenery.

With each pinch, the focus grows ever narrow—until all that remains is Clarence and nothing else.

At one point, you try to zoom into the mole under his eye, but it doesn't make for a very compelling photo. After a few attempts, quite a few of which involve staring at your screen for prolonged periods of time, you reluctantly give up.

Your pout is soon covered up by your phone. When its front camera presses against your upper lip, your gaze is free to wander back to the sleeping beauty beside you once more.

A healing effect, exclusive to him, takes hold of you instantaneously.

Eyes brimming with fondness narrow slightly. You slide off your beach chair, hands on your bent knees as you take a closer look. You can make out the shadows cast by his long lashes and the drool dribbling past his chin.

He's perfect.

You're content to stay there until your knees begin to ache, reminding you insistently that this isn't a very comfortable position to be in. As a compromise of some kind, you adjust your arms atop the nearby armrest.

It really would be better if you'd brought your sketchbook along—but, you think, remembering his workaholic tendencies, would he even bother to take a nap then?

You scrunch your nose up at the thought.

In that moment, Clarence seems sense to your presence. When you look back at him, you're greeted with the sight of confusion in his now opened, but still drowsy gaze. He blinks, and it earns him an amused grin from you.

"Morning," you say, though it's well into afternoon.

That seems to wake him up. His cheeks flush a warm pink, and he hurriedly wipes away the drool on his face, as though you haven't already committed the sight to your memory.

Clearing his throat, he responds in kind, careful to sit up in such a way that he avoids looking at you.

"You don't have to be so close...I can see you just fine."

You laugh, not unkindly. "What if I'm the one who's having trouble?"

For a moment, when he turns back to look at you, he looks alarmed. Then, his shoulders relax to the tune of a sigh, his groggy mind apparently having caught onto the fact that you were joking.

Without breaking eye contact, you reach for his glasses. But as with the issue of walking into a cave without a flashlight, even if you vaguely recall where your destination is, there's no guarantee you'll actually reach it.

"Give me a second," you mutter, your annoyance making your tone a bit too sharp.

You follow your words up with an apology. His glasses held are carefully by the frames as your sheepish gaze connects with his faintly amused one. Clarence reaches out, getting as far as grasping the slanted tips of the frame before the two of you reach a mutual agreement.

"Well." His cheeks return to being a rosy hue. He coughs politely. "If you would."

Cute. Biting your lip giddily, you shake his grip off. A quick once-over of your surroundings before you stand up shows that no one seems to be paying attention to you. And unless your friends and acquaintences have come to together to unlock the secrets of invisibility, no one you know seems to be present either.

Leaning over, you line his glasses up against his face, the tips of his frame brushing against his cheek. It takes only a moment to slot them into place—and you have enough experience with doing so that they don't snag against his ears.

It takes only a moment longer to give him an innocent peck on the lips.

"There," you murmur, not entirely satisfied with the kiss.

His Adam's apple bobs. Clarence adjusts his glasses with an awkward look that suggests he has some kind of solution to your dilemma. You, of course, beat him to the punch.

"Why—" Your voice cracks a little. "—don't we go find a different spot?"

He smiles, narrowed eyes watching you fondly. "I was about to suggest the same thing."

#fics by aya #lovebrush chronicles #lovebrush chronicles x reader #for all time #for all time x reader #clarence clayden #clarence clayden x reader #lbc clarence #lbc clarence x reader #lovebrush clarence #lovebrush clarence x reader #rambles from here on (slight spoilers for azure island cgs/mentions of cn cards) ->#so. um THE CGS?? from the event?? very specifically clarence's??#um that killed me actually i'm learning stuff about myself i didn't know before like #idk actually because i've been telling myself glasses are sexy but it took an anime boy being flirted with for me to realize that yes??#but yeah i am THIS close to going blue particularly because i've been staring at his cards too long and there is one specific like #artstyle? that makes him look really hot but like you could almost mistake him for a bad boy. and yes i do mean clarence #he has glasses so it's not. the one where he'd actually approach being a bad boy (the prison?? one??)#according to cn wiki it's supposed to come like feb but the schedule fast so idk #actually looking at it again and it might be how he parts his hair?? anyway clarence in a black t-shirt and dogtag(?) necklace sounds #like he would actually kill me. not because he's actually threatening but because i spontaneously combust whether he smiles or glares at me #also i just realized it's just like his unstyled hair so again having a thing for guys who like minimally style their short hair apparently #also i've figured out which card it is holy shit clarence

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