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asuyaka · 4 months

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Heyy, idk if u're still taking requests or not but if u're not just ignore this!

TikTok really came to drag me down the Satosugu hole by the foot this week goddamn. Anyways, I'd like to request my favorite sad gay boys with a m!reader who's a effeminate soft boy and is usually pretty quiet and cooperative but the second someone says something remotely negative about the two m!reader is already throwing hands and burying the offender's head onto the ground. Bonus point if he's from the Zen'in clan!

No one's ever calling Geto's bangs 'weird' with m!reader around lol.

- '🌈' Anon.

★ - yes! reqs are open !! when the first (yippie!!) one piece one shot comes out s'when reqs are gunna close briefly cause 've got other things m'needa work on! (❁´◡`❁)

☆ - Satosugu x M! Zen'in clan reader!

Lulling chirping sounds sounded through the second-year classroom as the sun began to rise. The sound of sweeping and the screech of desks moving across the table sounded through your ears.

With a gentle hand, you plucked the dead leaves off the bouquet of flowers that usually resided on the window sill next to your seat; plucking off the leaves as well and shaking it so the petals could become more pronounced.

After cutting the stem so water could flow through them, you placed the flowers in their vase and put them in their designated position, a pleased smile on your face when you realized that was the last thing you needed to do for cleaning duty, even though it wasn't your turn.

The door slid open behind you as a tired-looking Yaga walked into class. His eyes widened for a bit when they saw you before his expression turned sour. "Good morning, [Name]. I thought Satoru had cleaning duty for today?"

You bowed politely in greeting. "He asked me to do it because he had to get limited edition crepes today."

Yaga sets his things on the table with an annoyed mumble. "Thank you, please make sure he gets to class on time."

You nodded as you left the classroom. The sun shone down on your face through the windows as you made your way to Suguru's and Satoru's dorms.

You pass by Shoko in the kitchen who was hunched over the counter making a cup of coffee. "Want a cup?" She asks, biting and finishing the remaining pocky in her mouth.

'If Suguru woke up a few minutes ago, he'd want some. Maybe Satoru would like some hot chocolate too.' You thought briefly before turning your attention back to the brunette. "Yes, please. One hot chocolate and black coffee."

Shoko grins at that instantly recognizing the order. "You've got it Mister Zen'in."

You wave goodbye and continue your journey. Suguru's dorm isn't that far from the kitchen so you got there in a short amount of time. You knocked, politely waiting for an answer.

"[Name]-chan? If it's you, you can come in!" Satoru's voice answered.

You open the door to see two bags of delivered crepes beside Satoru, who is painting Suguru's nails black. "See? Got some for you guys 'cause I'm such a nice person!"

Suguru rolls his eyes. "You only got them because you remembered flunking on cleaning duty."

You take a seat beside them, staring at Suguru's black nails. "Yaga says I should make sure you two get to class on time."

Satoru snorts, the tiniest bit of blue peeking out from his glasses. "Yeah, and when have we ever listened to what Yaga says?"

"You don't. Maybe Suguru, but I actually enjoy not getting punched in the head every time you do something stupid." You interject, causing Satoru to gasp loudly.

"Suguru! Do you hear this? I do everything I can to make sure you two are well fed and all I get in return is bullying!" Satoru whines as he sets the nail polish aside to let Suguru's nails dry and picks up the bags with a bright smile on his face.

Shoko kicks the door open with two mugs in her hand. "Here you go losers. Zen'in blink twice if they're forcing you to be here."

Suguru and Satoru stare at you expectingly, an exaggerated gasp when they see your eyes close twice.

Shoko giggles, patting the top of your head affectionately. "Yeah, I'd be scared if I was forced to hang out with them too."

She walks out of the room with a reminder that class starts in a few hours. Satoru brought out the crepes and immediately started eating them as he read the Digimon manga, periodically sipping his extra-sweet cocoa.

"[Name], why didn't you get a drink?" Suguru asks, picking up a crepe carefully so the paint doesn't smudge.

You shrug. "The place I normally get my drinks at is too far to walk in the morning."

Satoru looks at you blankly as he stuffs his face with more food. "I could've teleported, dummy. C'mon, road trip time!" He exclaims as he grabs you and Suguru.

"Satoru, no— you haven't even mastered it yet—"

You feel reality split and your stomach churns uncomfortably for a brief second before everything stills again. The sound of cars blaring runs through your ears as a familiar sidewalk reflects through your eyes. "See? easy!"

"[Name]? Are you okay?" Suguru asks, squatting in front of you with worry all over his face.

Taking a minute to breathe, you feel everything finally settle. You have no idea how Satoru can do that without throwing up. "Yes, I am... okay. Just a little disoriented."

Suguru shoots a glare at the albino who rubs your back apologetically. "Well, my apology is your drink! So come on, I wanna get back to the crepes before Shoko's fat ass eats them."

"Shoko doesn't even like the crepes you order. It's always too much sugar." Suguru defends, slapping Satoru upside the head as the three of you walk into the shop.

It's a small cafe situated inside a bookstore with soft Lofi music playing in the background. The three of you get in line. It's short, most likely due to how early it was but that only meant you could get back to the dorms on time.

You hear snickering behind you but pay no mind. After all, it was a public place, and whatever affairs other people had wasn't your business.

Then, you hear something about how a guy has his nails painted. In the corner of your eye, you can see them pointing at Suguru.

Either Suguru and Satoru notice and they don't care, or they don't notice. Either way, you weren't going to let them poke fun at your friend (boyfriend?) and get away with it.

"Is something the matter?"

They stare at you, visibly sizing you up. "Wondering why your friend has nail polish on, isn't that only for chicks?"

Satoru taps you on your shoulder. "Take it outside, don't want you to beat their ass and get banned, yanno?"

You acknowledge him but keep a sharp gaze on the two of them. "Giving gendered terms to inanimate objects is an extremely stupid thing to do. It is not on you, so why should you care what he has on?"

The implication of calling them stupid seemed to hit a nerve because a vein pops in their forehead and their fists clench. "Cause it's fucking gay. What? You like taking it up the ass too?"

"If a fight is what you want, then that is fine with me. Do not let your petty ideals and quite frankly shitty opinions mess up my morning."

They keep talking as you make your way outside. The instant the door chimes close, a loud groan rips through one of their mouths.

They hold onto their nose, now streaming blood and broken. "Dude, what the fuck?!"

"You wanted a fight, did you not? Now, I am quite busy at the moment so if that is all, then I bid you a good rest of your day."

As you were about to walk back into the store, Suguru and Satoru came out with your drink in hand. "Yo! Here, got the kind you like cause I loveee you so much!" Satoru kisses your cheek and hands you your order, especially as you like it.

"Thank you, Satoru. Would you like to go back to the dorms now?"

Suguru stuffs a cake pop in your mouth, handing Satoru one and eating one as well. "Thanks for... that, by the way."

"It's no problem. You are my... partner, after all."

Satoru grins as he latches onto the two of you again. "Teleportation time, let's go!"

"Satoru, no—"

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leslutdepointedulac · 29 days

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13 Book Tag Game

Tagged by: @bubblegum-blackwood Thank you! 💞

1) The last book I read:

The Vampire Lestat by Anne Rice. I'm currently doing my annual re-read of TVC from start to finish but it's taking me longer than last time for some reason.

2) A book I recommend:

Loveless by Alice Oseman. Ik it's not the only book out there to explore asexuality and being aromantic as well, but it's the first one I personally read and I think it's a really good example of it.

3) A book that I couldn’t put down:

A Dowry of Blood by S. T. Gibson. Predictably, it's more vampires lmao. I wasn't initially sure about how I would feel reading something in second person, but it actually works really well imo. I really love how it's told by one of Dracula's brides; I can really get into the characters, and understand her situation.

4) A book I’ve read twice (or more):

So many of my books I've read several times, but one in particular is Wolf Brother by Michelle Paver. Actually just the whole Chronicles of Ancient Darkness series. I grew up on them, and I've read the whole series several times over. I like that it's set six thousand years ago, because I don't think I've personally ever read anything in the fantasy kind of genre in that time period. This series has a special place in my heart.

5) A book on my TBR:

I have too many. I think one that I do really want to get to though, is Les Misérables by Victor Hugo. I've wanted to read it for a few years now, and I've had the book since last year but I haven't gotten round to it yet.

6) A book I’ve put down:

Normal People by Sally Rooney. I got it as a birthday present from someone in my family a few years ago, and when I saw what it was about it didn't sound like my kind of thing but I figured I'd give it a chance. Yeah, it wasn't doing it for me lmao. I was bored tbh and the lack of speech marks around dialogue was confusing me. Overall it just wasn't my type of thing anyway and I only got a few pages in before I put it down.

7) A book on my wish list:

I've been really wanting to get a copy of the Grimm's complete fairy tales. I know some of how a few of the fairy tales originally go, but I've been wanting to read them all properly for years now.

8) A favorite book from childhood:

War Horse by Michael Morpurgo. I read this book religiously as a child. I would read it and then as soon as I was done, I'd read it again. I'm honestly not sure why, but there was clearly something about it that resonated with me, even as a kid. I actually still have the same copy I owned as a child, I don't think I'll ever get rid of it. It's very special to me.

9) A book you would give to a friend:

The Lord of the Rings by J. R. R. Tolkien. Idk what you want me to say lmao. It's LOTR, everyone should read it. I know it's a trilogy, not just one book, so I am cheating a bit here, but it's too good not to mention. It's fantasy at its finest, what can I say.

(I was gunna say Interview with the Vampire by Anne Rice, but that's obvious coming from me and I don't want this whole thing to be overrun with TVC lmao.)

10) A book of poetry or lyrics that you own:

I won't lie, I don't actually have any of either, I've never really been interested in things like that. It's just not my thing.

11) A nonfiction book you own:

Buried by Professor Alice Roberts. I haven't actually read it yet, but it goes into looking at burials from centuries ago and how people would have lived in different periods of time, based on burial sites.

12) What are you currently reading:

The Queen of the Damned by Anne Rice. Again, this is because I'm doing my annual re-read of TVC, but it's taking me an unusually long time to get through it this time round.

13) What are you planning on reading next?:

Apart from moving onto The Tale of the Body Thief by Anne Rice, I think the next thing I want to get to is Carmilla by Sheridan Le Fanu. I've never read it before (Ik don't shoot me), not because I didn't want to, but just because I never got round to it. But I got it recently so I'll be reading it soon!

Tagging: @desertfangs @teethingpains @cinnamonclove but no pressure of course ❤

#tag game #my vampire chronicles

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fangirlstorycreator · 11 months

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KK3 Terry X Reader

Context: You are sunbathing outside, and Terry cant help himself when you ask him to apply suncream to your back...😏💚

You had been looking forward to the warm weather for such a long time, and now that it was hear, you were ready for it. You bought yourself a new bikini, it was royal blue in colour and it really shows off your figure, you weren't always happy with the way you looked, but this bikini! It was working it's magic. You were at home with your boyfriend Terry, and he was working in his office at the time so he didn't see you go out to the garden with your towel and suncream. Terry's garden was enormous and very beautiful, and as a plus there was no way for any neighbor's to look into it either. There were 2 sunbeds by his outdoor pool, and after you put your towel over one, you sat down and started applying suncream to your legs.

Terry meanwhile was sat in his office, rubbing his temples and getting annoyed with all the people who worked for him, not doing their job properly. He had spent most of the time in the office calling those people and trying to tell them what they need to do to improve, and it was draining him. He sat back in his chair, running his hand over his slick hair and ponytail, letting out a long sigh. It wasn't until he sat back up in his chair that he realised what he was able to see from his office window. His eyes went wide at the sight of you, applying suncream to your legs, massaging your skin and moving your hands all over youself.

He was hypnotized by you, especially when he realised what you were wearing, and how your hands rubbed the suncream over your chest and cleavage. He bit his lip, he wasnt sure if you were putting on a show for him, but weather you were or not, he was loving every second. As you were outside, you were almost finished with the suncream but unfortunately you couldn't reach your back, and Terry noticed that. He made his way outside and walked straight over to you, moving his thumb over his bottom lip. "Hey babygirl" "Hey Terry, I dont supose you could help me with something please?" "Of course beautiful, what ever you need, I'm always hear to help" You smile up at him and shake the cream in your hand.

"Could you rub some cream on my back please? I cant reach" He smirks at you in a devilish way, loving that he gets to do this for you. "Anything for you babygirl" You give him a quick peck on his cheek just before you turn around and lie down on your front, showing your back to Terry. You couldn't see it, but Terry was in awe of you, and as he squirted suncream on your back, he was getting extremely turned on. It made him feel it even more when his hands finaly touched you, and moved over and around your back and skin. The feel of you against his hands was exactly what he needed today. You were loving the feeling of him massage the cream all over your back and shoulders, his hands were so large and strong, no matter what he was doing, you loved him touching you.

His hands glide down and gently smooth over your ass and bikini bottoms, it was too tempting for him not too. You giggle and say "I know your all done back there now babe, so are you just checking out the new bikini?" "I'm admiring the view baby, I just cant get over how f#cking sexy you are" Before you could answer him, he leaned down and gently bit your ass through the clothing. "Terry!" "There is no way in hell I'm apologising for that baby, it's the affect of the bikini" "You cheeky sod (giggle) oh, my sunglasses are over at the edge of the pool, could you grab them for me please?" "Sure, no problem" He walks over and and bends down, right at the edge of the pool, and this was your chance. This was payback for him playfully biting you, you walked up right behind him...and pushed him straight into the pool!

You were in fits of laughter as he resurfaced, completely drenched and looking just a little frustrated, but not angry. "Ooooh your gunna pay for that baby!" "I'd like to see you make me pay...." He needed nothing more from you, he swam to the edge and climbed out of the pool, chasing you around the garden until he grabbed you from behind and threw you over his shoulder. He was so wet and cold, but you secretly loved it, and before you knew it, he jumped into the pool holding you, and getting you soaking wet too. You both reached the surface of the water laughing and splashing one another, before he pulled you into his arms as you float together, locking his lips onto yours in a fun and playful way.

"Hmmm, someone's happier than he was earlier" "That's all down to you baby, your body is driving me crazy..." "Then what are you gunna do about it?" He kisses you a gain in a fiary passion, swimming you over to the side of the pool, he's able to stand in this part as your hips are around his waist, and that's exactly where he wants you. He pulls his trousers down underneath the water, and his hand finds your bikini bottoms, sliding them to the side. "I think you need a good, hard, wet f#ck!" He says right before sliding right into you and pressing you against the pool side. You thought your bare skin would hurt being slammed against the tiles, but Terry's hand is cradling your hips behind you, so his hand is protecting you.

He thrusts into you, deep and sensual, hearing the sounds of his moans were delicious, and he thought the same of you as you whimper against the force of his cock. The only sound that's heard is the moans of one another and the slight splashing of the water as Terry moves with you on his hips. You were so thankful that noone could see into his garden, because if they could, they would have seen the moment you and Terry both climaxed together in the pool. It appears Terry's orgasm was that strong, that he actually left a bite mark on your shoulder at the moment of climax. Out of breath and looking at eachother, you say "Wow Terry, how long was that building up?" "From the moment I saw this bikini on you, seeing you in this sexy little outfit....drove me insane" "I'm glad I bought it then, and maybe I'll get a diffrent colour..." "Or maybe I don't care about the colour? If you were to do this again, I'd take the new one off myself....with my teeth..."

#thomas ian griffith #sensei targaryen #terry silver #kk3 #terry silver x reader

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livio-doublefang · 1 year

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✟ ― They both got outta there alive by some miracle. Alive and in one piece... For the most part. Pretty sure they should have been cut into a million pieces. But they were alive, Livio's alive, and that's all that matters. They hobble out of there like two kicked-puppies licking their wounds, and once they're at a safe distance, Nicholas finally lets his legs give out and have his weight slump against his brother.

Damn he needs a smoke. His body is itching for a hit of nicotine after all that.

He lets Livio cry against him. Just as he always does. Propping his back against a wall, he lets him cry and sob into his chest while placing a gentle hand on the back of his head.

He's never actually told Livio off to stop crying. Even back when they were living at the orphanage. Nico would often just sit there with him to wait it out, allowing Livio to just let it all out until the little sobs that wracked his body would die down and all his tears would run out. He's allowed to cry. He's allowed to feel what he feels.

As he listens to Livio's broken incoherent words, Wolfwood can't help but think back on Knives. Something had stayed his hand from finishing them both off. He's pretty sure the man was more cold blooded than he was merciful. So what stopped him? There was that look on his face too.

Wolfwood doesn't wanna dwell on it too much. He's just thankful that the two of them could live for another day.

" You're the fuckin idiot, " Wolfwood sighed while giving Livio a bonk on the head. It was out of affection. Despite bein' all beat up, he's back to his old funny self. " What the hell did I say? I told ya to not stay too close to that asshole! "

He doesn't actually hold this against Livio.

Grumbling, he fishes out a cigarette from inside his coat and clamps it on his lips. He's still lost a lot of blood, despite taking a vial of regeneration serum. It's gunna take a while for his body to replenish all that. Now all Wolfwood wants to do is to sleep for the next hundred years till next Tuesday. @wolfcross

He lived up to the name Crybaby Livio. For a man tainted in pools of blood, he had the tears just as vast and deep. He almost lost the one person who was precocious to him. Almost lost the very man he left a normal life for...

It wasn't long though till his crying and sobbing began to wane, leaving him slumped there, holding his brother with that same sad puppy expression, big round golden eyes wet and puffy from his crying session. He hugged his brother tighter, terrified to let him go ever again. Never again..

With the bonk to the head, the ex-assassin whined, sniffling and bowing his head like a shamed puppy. "I-I...I'm sorry." He squeaked out, rubbing at his teary face as he said that.

"..I almost got y-you killed. I-...I will find a way to atone for my transgression. I promise."

He'd start by helping his brother up and on his back in a firemans carry. He was built for speed and to be agile but that didn't mean he couldn't lift his brother in his time of need. He hissed though, stumbling slightly as he put too much pressure on a wounded leg. He hadn't gotten out of that totally unharmed, the blood seeping from his thigh and down his pantleg a clear indication his healing factor was shot. They were both totally drained of power. He'd suffer through it.. He had to get Nicho somewhere safe.

"....I have a hideout the Eye gave me for between missions. We'll be safe there. You can r-rest big brother." With a pained shaky breath, he blinked away the rest of his tears and began their long track away. It was the least he could do. A warm bath and clean clothes sounded heavenly right about now. He could patch them up while he was at it too.

Once inside the cabin in the middle of nowhere did he set to work. He sat Nicho down on the bed before limping his way to the medkit nearby. "You're staying here till I can get you back on your feet. No buts. I have a pack of your favorite cigs for you, if you don't protest about it."

#wolfcross

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miss-smutty · 3 years

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Forbidden

Chapter 1

A/N- I've teased y'all for so long I hope this series is going to live up to expectations, I'm confident it will though because I'm addicted and it's been super easy for me to write - I'm up to chapter 3 so far so updates can be on time! There's a slight age gap between my professor Hemsy and OC Jess but she's twenty and completely legal. You know this is gunna be a giant tease fest for the first couple of chapters cos that sexual tension is fucking gold 🥵

Summary- Jess meets the man of her dreams and then stupidly leaves without getting his number. Will fate bring them together again?

Word count- 1.5 K

Pairing- Professor!Chris Hemsworth x OC

Warnings- Swearing, age gap

18+ only!

Disclaimer: This is an entire work of fiction/AU and has no affiliation to real life what so ever! This is a fictional story about fictional characters who happen to share names and faces with some real people.

Posted: 5th August 2021

Taglist:- @innerpaperexpertcloud @pandaxnienke @chickensarentcheap @jjpogueprincess @longlostinanotherworld @mostly-marvel-musings @darklydeliciousdesires @monet-belle

@skyfullofsong123 @swaggysposts

Chapter 2

I pulled out a chair at the last available table in the unusually busy coffee shop, I thought I might've caught a break choosing the one outside of campus but alas I was wrong.

I was about to sit down when the chair opposite me slid out from under the table, my eyes lifted to meet with the most sparkly blue eyes i'd ever seen. The sight of him took my breath away. Literally.

I stood staring, frozen on the spot, my mouth slightly ajar as I looked him up and down. He was tall, so tall, definitely over 6ft and built like a dream. Thick thighs straining against his fitted trousers, wide muscular shoulders and I just knew there was a six-pack hiding behind that tight t-shirt.

"Sorry. You were here first, I'll just grab a take-out." He smirked a side smile, amused at how I was so obviously checking him out but his sexy Australian accent distracted you from anything else.

"It's fine, I'm on my own. I don't mind if you want to sit there too." I mentally face palmed myself, drawing attention to the fact I was alone wasn't the best idea but then again he was alone too. "I don't bite." I added trying my best to flirt.

It seemed to work, he smiled at me as he sat down and I took the time to admire his handsome face. He was quite clearly a lot older than me, the laughter lines around his eyes a tell tale sign but he was still quite possibly the best looking man I'd ever laid eyes on. His hair was fair and the short beard framed his face perfectly but the one thing that stood out the most were those piercing ocean-blue eyes.

"So do you come here often?" I cocked my eyebrow at him over my coffee cup making him laugh at my reaction. "Sorry, it's been a while." He said nervously, running his hand through his hair.

"It's been a while since you spoke to a stranger or…?" I questioned casually.

"It's been a while since I spoke to an attractive woman." He finished, his eyes sparkling as he watched me almost choke on my drink.

"Oh, I err…. I don't think you're doing too badly." I absentmindedly circled my finger around the rim of my cup, crossing my leg over my other and accidently rubbing my foot up his leg. My cheeks felt hot and flushed as I looked up into his eyes and saw him smiling slyly.

"Evidently. We're already playing footsie under the table." He smiled widely, a genuine smile that stretched the corners of his mouth. I smiled back at him shyly, thinking of something to say to change the subject before I ended up looking like a tomato.

"What part of Australia are you from?"

"I'm originally from Melbourne but I lived in Byron Bay before I came to America."

"Awesome. I've always wanted to go to Australia, the Spiders put me off though."

"Yeah I think they put most people off but in heavily populated areas they stay pretty much hidden, I think it's the size that scare people." How have I made this conversation go from flirting to talking about spiders? And how do I get back to flirting?

"Are we still talking about spiders?" I raised my eyebrows questioningly and laughed at the innuendo, flicking my hair over my shoulder. I noticed something in his eyes when I did so, a hunger, just a little flash and then it was gone again. I'm sure I didn't imagine it though because his eyes lingered on my exposed shoulders.

I checked my watch subtly, not wanting him to think he was boring me but I had to get to class and couldn't be late again, not when this semester had only just started.

"I'm really sorry, I'm gonna have to run, I'm going to be late. It was really nice meeting you." I gathered up my bags, ready to leave.

"Already? You've only just got here." He looked disappointed, his smile fading. His mouth opened as if he was going to say something else and then closed again when he saw I was ready to leave. "It was really nice to meet you too, hopefully I'll see you again." His eyes sparkled as he looked into mine, standing from his chair to get the door for me. I felt fireworks when his hand brushed against the small of my back and his face lingered close to mine. The tension was unreal, like we were the only people in the room as his eyes hungrily stared into my soul, undressing me with his eyes. My heart stopped beating when his face moved closer to mine so I could feel his breath on my lips, the smell of coffee and his aftershave filling my nostrils. I paused, my feet routed to the spot, I wanted him to kiss me so badly but I moved away at the last minute. Surely he wasn't actually going to kiss me, we'd only just met, that would be ridiculous. Wouldn't it?

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I spent most of class daydreaming about my tall handsome stranger and the way he looked at me but most of all how I didn't even get his name. Or his number.

Now I was feeling sorry for myself because it would just be my luck to meet the man of my dreams and then never see him again. So I'd moped about all day and avoided the invitations for drinks after class. Instead I'd

gotten home early, changed into some sweats and settled myself in front of the TV for the night.

"What's up with your face?" My roommate, Ellie said as she walked into our room, throwing her bags onto her bed.

"What're you talking about?"

"Your face. Looks like you're chewing on a wasp."

"Feeling sorry for myself." I pout pathetically.

"Why, what've you done now?" She rolled her eyes, kicking off her shoes and throwing her legs up onto the bed. I felt so lucky to have a roommate like Ellie, during our freshman year she'd become my best friend practically straight away and now after two years together we were practically sisters.

I sat up in bed cross legged and faced Ellie, getting myself ready to spill my misfortunes of the day with her.

"Well, I went to Impresso's this morning to get my morning coffee before class." She nodded, showing her enthusiasm by also sitting cross legged on her own bed, facing me. "And it was packed full of students, there was only one table left. So I went to grab it as soon as I could." She raised her eyebrow at me, wondering where I was going with the story. "And I kid you not, the most attractive man I have ever seen, pulls out the chair opposite me."

"Oh my god! No way. Did you talk? Oh my god, this is like the perfect chick flick. Carry on." I smiled at her excitement.

"I told him I didn't mind if he sat there, I mean of course I didn't mind, you should've seen him El. Oh, oh, oh I almost forgot" I flapped my hands, bouncing on the spot. "He was fucking Australian."

"Fuck off, you're lying. Drop dead gorgeous with the sexiest accent ever. How is this even real? Now remind me why you're sat there with a face like a slapped arse?"

"I panicked when I had to leave, didn't want to be late for class and I didn't get his number, didn't even give him chance to ask for mine."

"Wow! Ok, now I understand. What were you thinking?"

"I wasn't thinking, I was panicking and you know what I'm like when I panic." You sulk.

"It's ok, maybe you'll bump into him again."

"Yeah, right. I should be so lucky."

"Cheer up." she says throwing a cushion at me. "There's a party at Alpha Kappa this weekend, I'm sure we can find you someone to help get over your mystery man. Or under should I say?" She raised her eyebrow at me, smiling slyly and making me laugh. She always did know how to cheer me up and maybe a party is what I needed.

There must be some good looking boys around campus that could make me forget about my Australian hunk. Surely? I thought about the guys I'd seen around campus, the guys I'd seen at frat parties and that's definitely not what I wanted. How could a twenty year old boy match to the masculine, experienced man I met this morning. My mind was set, I'd dipped my feet ever slightly into the mature pool and that's what I wanted more than anything. There was always something missing with previous boyfriends and I was tired of all the game playing. I wanted someone who knew what they wanted and wasn't afraid to get it.

The only thing was, he didn't know I was only twenty and I had no way of finding him again. If fate did bring us back together, would he mind that I was still a student? That I couldn't even drink when we went on dates?

Who am I kidding? Of course he would mind, he could get any woman he wanted, why would he want me?

#smut #chris hemsworth #chris hemsworth fanfic #chris hemsworth smut #chris hemsworth x reader #chris hemsworth x you #chris Hemsworth series #chris Hemsworth X oc #mcu rpf

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writtingrose · 4 years

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30 Days of Kink; Day 10

Day SUMMARY; Dominance with Drew

WARNINGS; sexual content

REQUESTED BY; @sithstatlander

BETA’D BY; @takeemtoclaymorecountry

WORD COUNT; 1,261

Y/N smirked as she rushed down the ramp and slid into the ring, distracting Drew and giving Seth a chance to escape. This had to be her favorite part of the job. She thought as she pressed her body to his.

“You think you’re so tough Drew? You only hold that title because Vince wants you too.” She laughs darkly. “Give it time, champ. You’re just a placeholder for the rightful champion.”

“And who the fuck dya think that is, banphrionsa(princess)?” He was livid. Little one thinks she can mess with my matches. I’ll show her. He couldn’t punish her in the ring, as much as he’d love that. He’d wait until the locker room. Now, he’d settle for making her feel ashamed of her actions on live TV.

Y/N bit back a whimper but stood tall. After all, it was her job.

“Seth fucking Rollins of course.” She smirked and took a step back just as Seth hit Drew with the super kick. She slid out of the ring and watched as Seth pinned him, picking up the victory. She could talk all she wanted but she was glad it wasn't a championship match. She didn’t want him to lose it, but seeing as she was one of Seth’s ‘disciples’ it had to appear that way.

The little lass wants to play dirty huh. He thought as he pretended to sulk out of the ring. Losing the match didn’t matter to him. What mattered was that she thought she could get away with this little stunt.

Drew made his way to Y/N’s locker room, bursting in the door not caring what she was doing. She was standing in front of her mirror and he stormed up behind her, she whipped around to face him when she found his towering stature in the mirror.

“You made a real mistake making me lose that match, love. You’re gunna pay fer it” He growled as he towered over her.

“D-Drew,” She licked her lips and pressed against his chest, trying to create some much needed space between them. “You know it was part of my job baby. I had to do it.”

“I DONT CARE WHAT YOUR JOB IS. You are mine. I AM YOUR CHAMPION!! Why would you ever agree to throw a match against me?” He roared. He cursed under his breath before starting to pace in front of her.

“ Dya want Seth to be your champion, Y/N? Dya want Seth to be the one who claims you at night?” He whispered, an inkling of hurt evident in his voice.

“Is that what you think?” Y/N frowns as her hands rub up his chest. “It’s keyfabe Drew. Nothing I saw out there is true.” She took his hand and placed it on her chest. “You feel that? It beats for you and you only. You own me Drew. Not him and not anyone else. You.”

“ Darling you may have been in kayfabe, but I saw the look in Seth’s eyes when you walked out to save his pansy ass. And I’ll be damned if I let that little shit think he’s ever gonna have what’s FUCKING MINE!” He growled.

He’d snapped. He wrapped his hands around her throat and slammed her against the wall.

“I’m gonna show Seth and everyone else watching WWE who you belong to. This entire arena is gonna hear you scream my name”

Y/n whimpered and moaned as moisture pooled between her thighs. She knew better than to stir the pot, but the idea of him completely dominating her… well it was too much to resist.

“Are you daddy? Or do I need to go find Seth? You talk too much.”

“Do I brat? Well How about I shut up and you take off your fucking clothes.” He thought for a moment.

“Actually I can work with them. You need to be punished” He growled. He flipped her so her ass faced his rock hard cock. He ground against her clothed ass and whispered in her ear.

“I bet you’re soaked already baby. Wonder who made that happen” He nipped at her earlobe as he started pulling her ring shorts down.

Y/N moans as she wiggles her hips against his. She was needy and he was still too slow. She needed to feel his thick cock stretch her as he pound into her.

“Awe fuck,” She moaned louder and smirked. “Seth looked so good in those pants, I bet his cock is huge.”

“You little slut” He growled and bit down hard on her neck, pulling his cock from his ring trunks.

“I doubt that puny twerp has a cock-“ He started as he slammed into her wet cunt, “Like this” He moaned as he felt her tight walls squeeze around him. He stilled a moment to let her adjust to his more than average size.

Y/N cried out and fisted her hands in his hair. “That’s right Drew. Give it to me.” She pulses and clenches around him, sucking him deeper into her. She craved him the way a junkie craves their next fix.

“Please Drew, destroy me!”

“Sure you don’t need Seth to do it Sweetheart?” He chuckled before pulling back and slamming into her once more.

“So fucking tight” He groaned out as he started to thrust into her woth reckless abandon. He set a fast pace, hitting her spot with every thrust. He wrapped one hand around her throat and the other tugged her hair.

Suddenly, he pushed her onto the couch in front of her mirror. He pulled her hair so that her head faced the mirror.

“Watch daddy fuck you. Get a good long look at who owns this pussy, baby girl” The new angle made her push feel even tighter and his cock reach even deeper.

“D-Drew,” Y/N gasped, her hand covering the one he had on her throat. “God, Drew it’s so good!”

She licked her lips as she watched them through the mirror, her pussy growing even wetter as he thrust into her.

“You’re so good to me daddy. Fuck this pussy so good.” She looks into his eyes through the glass and pushes her hips back to meet his. “This is your pussy, baby. Use it how you wanna.”

“You keep talking like I won’t be able to much longer darling. You feel so fucking good” He practically whined as his hips slowed just slightly. He removed his hand from her throat and steadied himself on her hips, gripping tight enough to leave bruises for a week.

“Maybe that’s what I want.” She smirks as she turns her head to look at him. “I want you to cum Drew. Just lose control for me.”

She whimpers and moans as she pushes her hips back faster.

“Fuck, you fill my so well Daddy. Drive me crazy.”

“Oh baby it’s your turn first” Drew lifted her further up so he could reach her clit. He started rubbing her in circles as he fucked into her harshly.

“Cum with me baby. Just let go” He moaned as his thrusts got sloppy and emptied himself inside her. Her body shook and her legs almost gave out as her orgasm shot through her. Stars darted through her vision as she finished. Drew picked her up and laid her on the couch. He laid down behind Y/N and held her in his arms.

“You take me so well baby. So glad you’re mine.” He whispered in her ear as he kissed her temple.

@mondaynightmcintyre @theworldofotps @kittysilver86 @new-zealand-chic @sjwrites22 @brodieleesclothesline @undiscovereddisneyroyalty @sophiewolfheart-blog @xwicker-manx

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kpop---scenarios · 5 years

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Creatures of the Night

"Don't trust those with red eyes"

"Well hello there beautiful"

"I'm sorry"

The nightmares were back, and yet no matter what you did you couldn't wake up. Why wasn't Hyungwon waking you up? Why wasn't he protecting you like he had done so many times before? You needed him, to feel him beside you, to let you know everything was going to be okay.

But he wasn't there.

Hyungwon paced beside the bed your body was laid on. It had been a week since you had stupidly gone to solve the problems by yourself. You really shouldn't have done that. He was so mad at you but so worried.

It had been a week and you still hadn't woken up.

It had been a week since he tore the mans head off, killing the leader.

It had been a week since he sucked whatever poison was injected in you.

It had been a week since he had tasted a single drop of your blood.

He wasn't proud of himself, he had most definitely not wanted to stop. He wanted to continue tasting you, suck you dry. Luckily Shownu pulled him off of you quickly.

Hyungwon slowly slide down the wall, his head in his hands. What if it wasn't enough? What if you didn't make it? How would he go on? Would be ever be able too?

Hyungwon hears a light tap at the door, lifting his head, he turns to look as Minhyuk peaks his head in.

"Any changes?" He asks, staring at your still body.

"Nothing" Hyungwon sighs. "What if I didn't get it all out? What if she doesn't make it?" He asks.

"Don't think like that. She's still breathing, even if it is a little shallow, it's a good sign" Minhyuk reassures him. Even though it's meant to make him feel better, it doesn't help much.

"Mhm" they both hear coming from the bed. Their eyes dart over to your twitching body. Quickly you begin to move more, as if you're trying to fight someone.

"Nnnno" you stutter, eyes still shut.

"PLEASE" you cry, suddenly darting up in the bed. Your chest heaving, your eyes darting around the room.

Hyungwon is next to you in a second, stroking your hair.

"Shh baby, it's okay. You're safe. Everything is okay" he whispers, gently pulling you into him.

"What happened?" You croak, as Hyungwkn lays your weak body back on the bed.

"You don't remember?" He asks you.

You shake your head. "I remember up until I left and then saw you, but nothing after that" you admit.

"Their.. their leader bit you. Poisoned you with something. I managed to suck it out in time, but you were out for a week so we didn't know if you were going to make it or not" Hyungwon tells you, as he strokes your face.

He feels so relieved that your awake, but worried that you don't remember anything.

"Can I get you anything?" He asks you, hand still on your face.

"Some water would be nice" you croak again, your throat sore and dry. "Maybe some advil or something" you finish.

"Are you hurt?" Hyungwon asks, checking you over.

"No just a little sore" you half smile.

After Hyungwon brings it to you, you close your eyes as he strokes your hair.

"I love you" he whispers as you fall back asleep.

It had now been a few weeks since the incident and Hyungwon was still treating you like glass. The two of you had been so happy but you needed more. The passionate kisses always left you yearning for more. You needed more but Hyungwon would never budge. He insisted you needed to rest.

You were horny. You needed to be fucked, not a good nights sleep.

Hyungwon was laying in the bed, reading a book and now was your chance. Walking out of the bathroom you strutted infront of him wearing a black lace lingerie set, complete with stockings and all.

Clearing your throat, Hyungwon looked up from his book and let out a gasp.

"Why are you doing this to me?" He groans. You giggle.

"I don't need sleep, I'm not made of glass, I need you to touch me" you purr, climbing ontop of him to straddle him.

"Baby, if I fuck you, I'm going to want to bite you and I don't want too" he sighs.

"I want you too. I want you to bite me, change me. I love you. I want to be with you forever" you whisper, with a smile on your face.

"Are you sure?" He asks, a little surprised.

You nod your head.

A smirk plasters over his face. "Well in that case" he growls before quickly flipping you over to your back.

"You have no idea how much I want you. You look so fucking sexy in that outfit" he growls, kissing your neck. "But you'd look much better without it" he finishes before ripping your top in half, exposing your perky breasts.

Hyungwon leans down taking one on his mouth, swirling his tounge around your already hard nipple. You throw your head back from the pleasure.

"What do you want?" He asks you.

"Eat my pussy" you moan, your clit already throbbing without even being touched yet.

"Gladly" he smirks, moving his body down. You spread your legs, welcoming him. Hyungwon reaches up, ripping your panties off your body.

"You smell delicious baby" he groans before lowering his head inbetween your legs.

Hyungwon sweeps his tounge up and over your clit causing you to shiver. His tounge continues to circle around your clit.

Your hands gripping the sheets, your eyes closed trying to concentrate on not being too loud.

"Fuck" you half whisper, half moan.

"Louder baby" Hyungwon smirks, licking his lips.

His lips attach to your clit sucking away before adding two fingers into your already wet pussy.

Your eyes practically roll back into your head as the knot in your stomach builds and builds.

Hyungwon's tounge begin to go in circles as his fingers pump in and out of you.

"Shit. Fuck fuck" you cry out, your orgasm right there.

Before you can cum, Hyungwon removes his fingers and lifts his head. Looking your straight in the eyes, he placing his fingers inside his mouth, sucking off your juices.

"What the fuck" you huff as you rise on your elbows.

"When you cum, itll be from my cock, not my fingers" he smirks, taking his clothes off.

As Hyungwon strips off his boxers, you begin to drool at the sight of his long, thick cock.

He's infront of you, leaning to to place a kiss on your lips before you can get up to wrap your lips around his cock.

"Can I taste you?" You question.

"Not today. I need to feel you around my cock right now baby" he growls while lifting your legs over his shoulders.

Hyungwon slowly begins to slide into you, stretching your walls as he fills you up.

"Holy shit" you moan, as he pushes himself into you.

"Fuck you're so tight baby" he growls.

Giving you a second to adjust, you tell him to begin moving. He starts out slow, pumping in and out of you.

"Faster" you cry.

Hyungwon quickens his pace, thrusting himself in and out of you. Looking up you see his eyes growing darker and darker.

"Tell me when you're going to cum, the bite will hurt a little less" he growls, his pace becoming faster.

You reach down, rubbing your clit as Hyungwon pounds in and out of you. Your cries of pleasure becoming louder and louder.

He reaches up, pinching your nipples between his fingers, making the knot build faster again.

"Shit shit" you cry, you can feel it coming.

Hyungwon let's your legs go, each one beside him. Leaning down, he kisses your neck, you can feel his fangs grazing across your neck.

"I'm gunna cum" you cry out

"Ahh fuck" he yells, as his orgasm takes over, his cum coating your walls. Looking up at him, his eyes are dark, his fangs protruding. He snarls before plunging down, sinking his teeth into your neck as you cum.

Your eyes roll into the back of your head as his bite amplifies your orgasm.

"Fuuuuck" you cry out, going in and out of the darkness.

Hyungwon pulls out of you, and starts stroking your hair, as your eyes begin to slowly close.

"You'll wake soon and then we'll be together forever, my love" he whispers.

"See you soon" you whisper before fading into the dark.

When you awaken, a few days later, it's dark outside. Hyungwon is beside you, rubbing your hair.

"Hello baby" he smiles at you.

"Hi" you whisper, the burning in your throat very noticable.

Standing up, you walk over to the mirror and you barely recognize the person there. Your skin is smooth and flawless, your eyes bright red, your protruding from your mouth.

Hyungwon walks up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist.

"Ready to be together forever?" He whispers in your ear.

"Forever and always" you smile, turning to kiss him.

You were always told never to trust those with red eyes. But now you were one. You were now a creature of the night.

And you wouldn't have it any other way.

The End.

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shortandverynerdy · 4 years

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magicians apprentice: chapter three - penguins umbrella

Summary

Jolene Kingston is a psychology student and vigilante called the magician. When she becomes a witness to a gang related murder she’s thrusted into gothams criminal underworld. Will she survive?

⚠️warnings⚠️: depictions of violence, language

"Take her to the slicer. One more sarcastic comment, you slice her pretty face" oops Jolene thought. hands grabbed at her. She tried to stab the leg of the man nearest to her with her powers but hands encased her wrists, whilst another grabbed her hair and arm and guided her to the kitchen. Maroni had spoken to Jolene about the men of his she killed, whether on accident or not he didn't care. She responded with multiple sarcastic comments throughout and pissed him off. Not ideal. Jolene tried to struggle but it was useless. She was inches from the razor now. Jolene silently prayed for the first time in years. She was beginning to feel like the prayer wasn't going to be answered when a new voice rang clear "Don Maroni, what's going on?" He was a young man, not much taller then Jolene herself. From what she could hear and see from the corner of her eye anyway. "Ah, penguin. Perfect timing" she could feel the penguins eyes on her "what's happening with this young lady?" Jolene took a chance "he's gunna kill me" Maroni fired back "because you're a sarcastic little shit who killed my men" “is this the young lady who calls herself magician?” Asked penguin. “Yeah also got the GCPD involved” Jolene frowned “I didn’t ask them” she was interrupted “SHUT UP, SHUDDUP!” Jolene gulped. Oops

"Miss Kingston" the man called penguin called for Jolene. She was outside Maroni's shaking like a leaf. "Oh, it's you." Penguin steadied her as she almost tripped she span around so fast "I apologise, I didn't mean to startle you" he said " she shook her head "it's all good. I want to thank you for saving me back there" Penguin smiles " I didn't do anything" "after he yelled at me to shut up, you managed to convince him that I was useful. That was something" he chuckles and throws his hands up "I suppose you're right miss Kingston" Jolene playfully shakes her head at him addressing her as 'miss Kingston' "Please, call me Jolene....or Jo. All my friends do" Penguin bows his head slightly "Jolene it is" there was a short pause "So Maroni asked you to be his personal hitman" Jolene rubs her arm at penguins statement "I guess so" "But you don't want to" Jolene turned to face penguin "Of course I don't, the man tried to kill me. Now I have to kill people in his name" Penguin contemplated this, choosing how he was going to phrase his next question. " work for me instead" He asked and Jolene raised an eyebrow "You want me to work for you instead?" Penguin nodded "You do not wish to work for him, I want to take him down. With our combined intelligence we can succeed ” Jolene thought about this for a second “Betray the man who tried to kill me and work for one of his right hand men instead?. It’s risky but I’m all for it” Penguin smiled “I’m so glad to hear that” he looks her up and down and takes a few steps towards her “now let’s get you out of thoes dirty clothes”

A few days later and Jolene settled into her job of working for penguin, or Oswald as she learnt soon after their first meeting. They had gotten close in thoes few days and became good friends. They watched maroni talking to a woman named Fish Mooney, about what she didn’t know but very soon they were called in. “penguin, magician. Come on out here” maroni and Jolene could sense Oswalds hesitance to join as he continued “don’t be scared, she won’t bite. You won’t bite him, will you?” Jolene had to bite her lip to stop herself laughing. “Hello penguin” fish greeted in an almost motherly fashion as they got to the table “hello, miss Mooney” came his reply. “And you must be magician. I’ve heard a lot about you” fish looked into jolene’s eyes and she never felt more comforted yet scared “good morning, miss Mooney. I hope you’re well” and fish smiled slightly at this. Jolene zoned out for most of the convocation, they were talking mainly to Oswald. What ever he did it must have been big for fish to be this mad at him. Her attention was brought back to reality when Fish stood up “bloodshed then, I’m glad. Jolly fat men are so tiresome” Jolene became shoulder to shoulder with Oswald when fish rounded on him “and you. You little scaley faced bitch. What I’m gunna do to you, torture is far too nice of a word” jolene’s heart was pounding “in sorry you feel that way fish” Oswald barely finished his sentence when he was smacked across the face. Jolene’s blood boiled and fish made it boil hotter when she grabbed his face. She couldnt get what she wanted to say out when the familiar blue light of jolene’s powers were pointed right at her throat, digging in slightly “let him go, fishsticks” she let him go “ I can see why you’re named magician” and with that she left. Jolene put a comforting hand on Oswalds shoulder. Jolene has only just met fish Mooney but was pretty sure she didn’t like her

#gothamfanfiction #gotham fanfic #gotham #gotham season 1 #themagicianofgotham #sorry this took forever #i will be better at posting these #fanfiction #magiciansapprentice

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3+1+1 Harringrove

the 3 times Steve thinks Billy is beautiful +1 time he says it to him +1 Billy says it back

Hi guys!! So I decided to start transferring the work I have on ao3 to tumblr! enjoy :)

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linking this because it’s starting to get likes and stuff so do it on ao3 pls 🤡

The first time Steve notices how beautiful Billy is, is the first time he meets him. Now, he's never really been into men. Much. Now, though? Is he even into girls? The boy must have been handcrafted by the gods. His hair was a curly, unruly mess on his head, with some messy stray strands of hair falling into his eyes. Speaking of which, had to be the prettiest shade of blue he's ever seen. Plus, the dude's got a jawline that Steve wouldn't mind cutting his hand on. And in the morning glow, he might even swear he's in love.

The second time Steve notices Billy and his beauty, is in his second period history class. Billy is sitting one seat in over and in front of him, giving Steve the perfect angle to lurk at. Which he takes to the very fullest advantage. Right now, as they're learning out some dead people or the government or something, Billy is sucking on a fucking pen. His lips were wrapped around the tip of lip, his brow was furrowed, completely focused on the textbook in front of him. Billy, surprisingly, was very good in school. He payed attention in class and got really good grades (hot) (he asked max). Anyway, the light was shining in from the windows, cascading onto Billy's face and making him glow. He looked like an angel. Billy dwindled with his pen, dragging it across his bottom lip and slipping back into his mouth, biting the tip. Steve thought it would be impossible to get fucking hard while having to listen to history, and he's never been proved more wrong.

They're on their way home from a basketball game, and the sun is just setting. It was a rough one, but the win had been amazing. All thanks to the new star, Billy. God, he was fucking amazing on the court. When he was in the game, there was no stopping him. He was intent to win no matter what happened. Steve wasn't complaining. The ride home hadn't been very loud, even though they had won. Billy was asleep in the seat across from him, his long lashes curled, mouth slightly ajar, and nose peaked up. It was fucking adorable, and Steve wished he could 1. play with Billy's hair and 2. take a picture to make it last 3. kiss is fucking lips. Okay, Steve was a little gay for him. One day, Steve would get ballsy enough to say something. Even if he got the shit beat out of him.

Billy's mouth Steve's. As in, kissing. On the mouth. They had been partnered up for a project, their final for history. Billy came over to Steve's to work, maybe mess around in the pool or something. They'd been friends for a while, and hung out pretty often. So, how did they end up here? They'd been swimming in the pool, even though it was only like 10 degrees outside (because the pool was heated) and Steve had dunked Billy's head into the water. When Billy had popped up, laughing so hard Steve thought he might choke, is when he made his move. After Billy had calmed down, Steve reached out to his to touch the blonde's face, moving hair that had fallen into his eyes.

"Billy," Steve found himself whispering for no reason, other than the fact that it seemed the most appropriate.

"Yeah?" Billy was whispering now, too.

"You look really beautiful right now." This, is where Steve found himself leaning in, lips grazing Billy's.

"Thank you, Steve," and their lips touched. It was slow and sweet until Steve had decided to tug on Billy's hair, making him let out a small moan. With this, Steve was able to sneak his tongue in.

"S-steve s' fuckin cold. Can we move this inside?"

As soon as they had moved into the house, Billy had pushed himself onto the brunette, hands on his lips, lips forcing their way into his mouth. It was messy, teeth on teeth, tongue somewhere in the middle of it all. As they stumbled into Steve's bed, he may have let out a whimper when Billy decided to pull his mouth away from his, instead moving down to his neck, sucking and nipping at the skin.

"Jesus, fuck Billy. You gunna leave marks?"

At this, the blonde pulled his head up with a grin on his lips, which were all fucked up and cherry red.

"Yeah, they all gotta know you belong to someone, princess."

He gave Steve a quick peck on the lips before moving down onto his chest, licking down the middle of it, biting his hipbones.

"You've got- uh- thing for biting, huh?"

"Are you complaining?" Billy pulled down the bottom's boxers, sucking on his inner thigh for emphasis.

"Hng, no, god no." At this, the blonde made a happy hum, and put his mouth on Steve's dick.

Sure, Steve had IMAGINED what it would look like, but could never see anything like this. Billy's lips were stretched around his length, blue eyes staring up at Steve's reactions. Without realizing, two of Billy's fingers had made their way to Steve's lips, tapping twice for him to open. He complied, sucking the fingers in his mouth and rolling his tongue around them, making them as slick as he could. Billy popped off his dick, ignoring Steve's whine.

"Fuck, baby. You're such a good boy." This, embarrassingly enough, made Steve's dick twitch like nothing else.

Billy flipped Steve onto his stomach.

"You like bein a good boy, huh Stevie?" Steve twitched again, letting out a moan.

"Fuck, yes Billy."

"Good, baby. That's good."

As Billy said this, Steve felt the blonde's fingers teasing his hole.

"You want my fingers in you? You wanna be stretched?"

"Please," Steve moaned "I wan' it."

"Alright, I'll take real good care of ya."

Billy started off with one finger, and then two, stretching Steve slowly, biting his ass when he felt like it. He could feel Steve growing impatient, thoughts confirmed when he heard a low "Are you going to put your fucking dick in me or am I going to have to finish myself?" from the bottom.

"Alright, alright. I gotcha."

Billy moved himself from his stomach to his knees, pulling Steve up along with him. hands and knees. He started with just the tip, slow and sure, until Steve backed his ass onto his dick, hissing.

"Jesus, Steve. You're fucking tight." Billy heard a moan in response, and began to thrust slowly until Steve decided to become impatient again, and push back.

"Billy, I'm not going to break. Would you please just fuck me?" Upon hearing this, he decided to show no mercy. He pounded relentlessly, fueled by Steve's wanton moans and cries. His boy was amazing.

"Billy, m'close. Oh god, m'close." He wrapped his hand around Steve's cock, sliding it up and down, flicking his wrist. He himself was getting close, thrusts becoming uneven and moans growing louder. Steve begins to twitch under him, crying out his name over and over. It's the most beautiful thing He's ever fucking heard. Steve's cum spills onto his hand, hole clenching around Billy's dick. This is what pushes him over, eyes rolling to the back of his head as he fills his princess, falling on top of him. When he finally gets the strength to pull himself up. There's such a sight to see. Steve in on the bed, still ass up, sprawled out with a pink tint across his whole body.

"Jesus, Stevie, you look beautiful."

#harringrove smut #top billy #bottom steve #steve harrington #billy hargrove #3+1+1 #stranger things #boys in love #possessive billy

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