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zeenelly · 4 months

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House wardens walk in on you changing

Tw: slightly NSFW, established relationships, scaring in some parts, Suggestive content. You are refused to mc and no pronouns mostly

Riddle rosehearts

Riddle was coming to tell you that it was time for you to help him set up the unbirthday party for tonight. Yes he does tell others to do it, but he felt like spending time with you.

"MC-" he spoke as he opened the door. His face immediately flushed as red as his hair upon seeing your half naked body.

"I-im sorry!" He quickly leaves, slamming the door shut behind him and holding his face. He mumbled to himself about being an idiot. He completely forgot to knock! Though it would be a lie if he didn't think you were attractive in less clothing.

"Snap out of it, Riddle! Dont have those dirty thoughts about your lover! It's improper as house-warden!" He was blushing more and quickly walked away. Soon, you came out to see him sitting in the garden. You smiled and walked over and nudged him lovingly.

"Hey its alright it's not the first time you saw me like that riddle~"

All Riddle did was blush brightly. He was in for a teasing from his lover.

Leona kingscholar

Leona let out a loud yawn sitting up from the bed he and you shared. He looked beside him but you weren't there which was strange. He gets up and streched out.

"Herbivore?" He looked around and saw the closet was closed. He walked over and opened it. You were putting on one of his shirts. Leona blushed and snatched you up.

You tell him to put you down and your voice falls on deaf ears.

"Herbivore you can hide from me! I know you inside and out. So why are you so afraid of changing in front of me. It's not like someone else is gonna see it"

You huffed and rolled your eyes as leona put his hands on your thighs.

"And as punishment for hiding, I'm gonna cuddle you until the sun goes down!"

Azul Ashengrotto

Azul was signing contracts with students despite you not liking it. Azul had wondered where you had gone as you volunteered to work as a waitress at the mostro lounge.he quickly got up after telling his client he would be right back.

"Hey MC, the tables are-" he spoke as he walked into his room where you most likely were. When he looked, he froze, blushing. He was at a loss for words seeing your upper body fully exposed. He wanted to crawl into his octopus pot and die.

You smiled at him and put on your shirt uniform (if your a girl you also put on a strapless bra). You walked over and kissed azul on the nose and walked out to help jade with waiting tables.

Kalim Al-Asim

Kalim was wander the halls of ramshackle when he walked into your room without knocking.

"Hey MC Jamil wants to know what you want for lunch!" Kalim smiled happily not noticing you were half naked

You spoke out and told him what you wanted as you slipped your cargo pants on.

"Okay we will be at scarabia! And nice legs too MC!" and with that kalim left without saying another word.

You sat for a moment and giggled at how innocent and pure kalim is. Your so lucky to love someone like him

Vil Schoenheit

You being the lover of the most "beautiful" man ever he always was there to watch you change. He wanted to make sure your in a beautiful outfit when your with him.

"MC! You look amazing like that!" He yells whenever you put something of his on

You were used to him watching you strip your clothes and putting new ones on, as he never really done anything. He was really good at keeping his hands to himself. He always asked if he could touch you.

You smiled and did a small spin showing off the dress/tuxedo he made for you. How lucky you are to have the most handsome man in the world make beautiful clothing for you

Idia shroud

(His is a bit different)

One of the few times when idia leaves his room is when he needs to get his hoodie back from you. He knocked on the ramshackle dorms main door, and you opened it. You were wearing idias hoodie and no pants. The tips of his flaming hair turned pink, and you brought him inside.

"M-MC! W-WHY ARE YOU-"

You had cut idia off with a kiss and smiles. You like to tease idia when you could. He was red in the face. Of course, he looked away, embarrassed at the fact you had kissed him without warning. He was an Otaku! Not a romantic person.

"M-mc maybe you should put some pants o-on. I can see your underwear (panties if female)" you blushed and smiled before hugging him without a care in the world. You trusted idia. After all he was to afraid to even kiss you

Malleus Draconia

He knocked on your door and opened it. Of course you were still putting on your shirt but you didn't mind.

"Child of man, what would you like to eat for lunch?" He asked a small blush on his face. You answered [fav food] and he nods.

"Okay I'll let lilia know so he can start cooking it"

You quickly stopped malleus and said we could just order takeout. You really did not feel like getting sick again from lilias cooking.

"But child of man don't you love lilias cooking?"

You lied and told him you did but decided to just order fast food. Malleus nods slowly and looked at your phone

"Take out from where?"

And you handed him your phone to choose. Oh how this fae loved you deerly enough to play for everything if you would let him

#twisted wonderland x reader #disney twst #twst wonderland #x reader #leona kingscholar #azul ashengrotto #vil schoenheit #kalim al asim #idia shroud #riddle rosehearts #malleus draconia #twst x reader

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cerneterydrive · 2 years

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#im so fucking bored #im gonna like go insane #ngl not being able to connect my bass to the speaker bc the aux cord was shit kinda pissed me off and i havent been wanting to play since #and like #im like losing my mind i hate not doing anything but theres also like nothing that i want to do #i feel like shit tbh #like. want to crawl in a hole and die rn 🕳#i have work tmr in kitchen. all god does is make me suffer #i dont even have a food handlers im not even supposed to be working kitchen no 😭#sum1 report my 7-eleven for that cause i fr dont want to work kitchen anymore ;-;#ok its not even difficult work but its just a lot and i always have to stay after my shift is supposed to end cause i havent finished #everything that needs to be done like 😐#adult life is hell me thinks

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kunikuma · 9 months

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bar crawl aftermath

relationship | college student!kunikuzushi x afab!fem!reader

synposis | back from a bar crawl, you tell your boyfriend about some dude trying to buy you a drink AND the fact you had to use ajax as your fake boyfriend. this is a kunikuzushi fic. you know he’s jealous. content | 🔞🔞 smut, but he’s surprisingly gentle for a jealous!kunk fic IMO cw | jealousy, mention of alcohol, bar dude being a creep but it’s quick, mention of overstim, calls you a slut and a good girl once a/n | not proud of this one bc half way thru i decided im gonna save the real filth for a diff fic, so he’s… surprisingly… gentle??? for a possessive scara ahah. subjective. mating press. is that gentle??? this is more…. idek. it was gonna die in drafts if i didnt post it SOOOZ.

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you weren’t drunk, but the way the room blurred as you moved would’ve convinced you otherwise. the lamp on your shared bedside lit the room up in a cozy warm glow. truthfully speaking, the room looked mighty nice and relaxing… perfect for a quick cuddle and conversation with kunikuzushi before bed.

that was the intention.

but once you started talking about tonight’s bar crawl to celebrate the end of the semester with your peers, the very bar crawl he was unable to attend with you, goosebumps erupted on his skin. when you started talking about a creep who kept insisting on buying you a drink, a guy who leaned really close to your low-cut top to read the cute, metal button pinned to your shirt’s breast to highlight bar crawl members, he grew silent. when you sheepishly sighed and explained you had to cling onto ajax for the rest of the night to get the fake ’I’m Taken’ message across, he ripped the sheets off of himself and had you right under his unconcealed jealous stare.

that’s how you found yourself pinned against your sheets, your back against your shitty spring mattress with your heart nearly leaping out of your chest at every lewd, wet slap into your core.

“h-holy s-shit, kuni—“

it felt like your head was absolutely spinning with the way your brain was getting battered against the insides of your skull at how hard he bottomed out against you.

“s-should’ve… been there,” he panted, lifting your legs and pressing your knees into the mattress.

shit, mating press? your eyes struggle to focus on his debauched face as you wail in response from how deep he was—

“...should’ve been there to–” he stutters and cuts himself off with a loud moan when you clamp down at his words. you rake your nails onto his arms and he hisses, but he only frantically laughs and messily connects your lips together. moaning into his mouth as your teeth uncomfortably clash together, you nudge him away and he begrudgingly obeys, snapping the glistening thread of spit connecting your mouths.

“k-kuni, slow down,” you gasp during the slight reprieve, feeling the burn at the backs of your thighs intensify the harder he jammed your knees into the bedding below you, “t-too much-”

you’d been going at this for a little over an hour and you already creamed around his fingers earlier in the night. when he heard you clung onto ajax, he hastily yanked you onto his lap as he propped himself against the bedframe. placing his legs over yours and pinning your back against his chest, he toyed with your nipples and sensitive bud between your thighs. his lithe legs locked yours, keeping you nice and spread as he whispered into your ear about how bad you were for clinging onto his best friend… edging you til you were crying on his lap. each time you were about to topple over the edge, he’d tsk and rip his hand away, laughing at your whines, only to rapidly tap his fingers against your swollen clit seconds later to feel you squirm against his aching cock. once you begged him to make you cum all over his hand, he gladly obliged, shoving his neatly manicured digits inside of you to frantically abuse your favorite spot he was well acquainted with.

at some point, he licks the shell of your ear and tsks at how filthy and selfish you were for getting off while he was still dealing with his hurt feelings and weeping cock.

“too much?” he groans, peppering your neck with kisses. you squeal when you feel him smirk and lick a languid stripe at the side of your neck.

“l-lying slut, you’ve taken so much more...” he snickers that breaks into a groan against the rapid pulse beating in your neck.

kunikuzushi needed to you beg him… to ruin you with his pretty hands.

currently, he pauses as he breathes, staring down at you, his pleasure-glazed eyes darting around to examine his work and your sweaty body.

divine is how he’d describe the way your body looked, thanks to the warm glow of the light illuminating every curve on your body. divinity was a wonderful way to describe the view because he’d love to be the one to wrench you down and defile your sanctity.

your neck had two marks; one on each side. ‘not enough,’ he dryly noted. below, he marred your chest with many, many more of his love bites. not-so-deep down, he wanted to forget that another man got that close to you… dared to get his filth onto your pretty skin. only he could be the one to sully you. kunikuzushi figured if he could litter your pretty skin with his bites and kisses, no other man would bat their dumb eyes in your direction when he wasn’t around.

he grits his teeth at the reason why he couldn’t join you at the bar.

his oh-so-lovely mother needed him to come home for a few days to start discussing how the business would be transferred under his name when she retires or croaks. when he ignored her messages and emails (of all the things) to come home, she surprised him by showing up at his apartment. the apartment he rarely went to because your “shoddy living situation is much closer to campus”. he begrudgingly went to his place to greet her there to get everything over with. however, he didn’t think he’d need to leave for a few days.

kunikuzushi shook his head and pushes his slick bangs back to rid himself of these useless thoughts before peering down at your disheveled state. the sight of you below him was exactly where you belonged; if you continued looking that wrecked, that perfect under him, he might just have to make a mess of your insides.

oh, who was he kidding?

that was always the plan.

at a twitch of your walls, his breath hitched in his throat before his hand moved to your chin. he hums as he delicately turns your tilted, teary gaze to face right at him, thumbing your bottom lip.

suddenly, he grips your chin as he grins down at you, “n-ngh, c’mon,” he cooes, ignoring the stutter in his breath. idly, he starts to slowly rock his hips back and forth, sliding his cock all the way in before pulling it all the way out.

…shit, the way your cunt squelched every time he drove his cock into your heat...

he leaned over your form, hovering inches away from your face with a shaky breath. looming over your spent body like this was bliss; he could feel himself quickly slamming against your deepest parts and you’d only cutely cry out and paw at his arms as your toes curled. the way your freed leg wrapped around his torso to hold him deep inside of you told him you were loving it all, despite your nails digging into his arms.

the young man bit back a whine when you started wiggling your hips to gain some friction. he squeezed his eyes shut so you couldn’t see the way his eyes nearly rolled back and how tight you were. you were blearily staring up at him as you regained some brain cells thanks to his unusually slow yet deep pace, holding back a snide comment about how uncharacteristically gentle he was being.

getting impatient and wanting your jealous boyfriend to rearrange your guts like he normally does, you squeezed your cunt around his cock and—

“h-hah, f-fuck, you’re so—!” he chokes out, digging his own nails into the plump meat of your thighs.

there we go. cracked his resolve.

tight. hot. perfect.

archons, your wet cunt clamped down every time he ruthlessly drove his hips against yours. while you might have thought he was extremely well-collected at this moment, his haughty mask was starting to slip right off of his sweat-slicken face.

all he wanted to really do is sink into your wet heat and sloppily thrust inside of you, blubbering as he paints your walls white. maybe he’d even allow himself to break completely, whining and rambling into the nook of your neck as he presses messy kisses on your body about how “f-fuckin’ good you make me feel” and how he wanted you to “p-please only ever look at m-me, i love you, i love you, i—“

but tonight, he wanted to remind you that you belonged to him, and him alone. oh, he was annoyed you only kindly rejected the drinks and didn’t outright deck the guy right where he taught you (groin or nose). he was livid you clung onto his annoying best friend, even if it was for your safety.

what can he say? he’s possessive.

but you knew that, didn’t you?

his eyes snap back to your body as he repeated his rhythm, watching your body twitch and respond to his every motion, “y-you were so bad today, so,” he murmurs as his pace falters again, trailing his fingers down your neck and between the valley of your breasts. he releases your other leg to flick at your sensitive buds, only to then roughly massage your breasts in his hands. the soft flesh in his hold melded against his digits perfectly and your muffled cries behind your hand on made him ascend higher past cloud nine. your high pitched keens were delicious.

your other leg joins the first one to wrap around him, pulling him in. he hums and chuckles breathlessly as your pussy flutters around his leaking cock, easing up on his rough treatment of your chest.

you snicker breathlessly as you rest your arm over your head, “i thought you’d be much rougher-“

finally, kunikuzushi scoffs as he yanks your legs from around him and resumes the burning press he had earlier. leaning over you once more, he shakes with silent laughter at your surprised and choked moan before whispering into your ear. he steels himself to utter his next words without a moan interrupting him.

“that so? be a good girl for me,” he grits out before cracking and releasing a shaky moan when you trail your nails down his back.

“—and take it.”

#wanderer #scaramouche #kunikuzushi #wanderer x reader #scaramouche x reader #kunikuzushi x reader #wanderer x reader smut #scaramouche x reader smut #kunikuzushi x reader smut #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact smut #wanderer x y/n #scaramouche x y/n #kunikuzushi x y/n #genshin impact x reader smut #kunikuma’s fics

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thecapricunt1616 · 9 days

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Damiana (c.b. oneshot)

♡ O/S Inspo: Damiana (otherwise known as loveseed) is used to increase the intensity of sexual magick, increase magical energy, divination, dreams/clairvoyance, enhance pleasure and increase psychic abilities.

♡ Summary: You & Carmy wake up extra early on your day off for some reason, so he knows a good way to put you both back to sleep.

♡ W/C: 1,737

♡ Posted Date: 04/18/2024

♡ A/N: OMG Thank you all for 100 followers what the actual heck!!! I want to give each and every one of you a forehead smoochin, thank you so much for hanging out with me and supporting my work! As per usual my requests are alwayyys open! For Carmy x Reader & Carmy x Sydney I woke up today at the asscrack of dawn for no reason at all, and was hit with a strike of writing lightning!! Just in time for my 100 follower celebration :D!!! I hope you enjoy this smutty smutty goodness. Sidenote - Taylor is releasing an album tomorrow so I am bouncing off the walls of my iron cage and gnawing at the bars I'M SO READY!!!! ANYWAYS enjoy my friends <3

♡ Warnings for BTC: Unedited (we die like men!!!) Breeding kink, swearing, smut smut smut, fluffy needy Carmy, established relationship NO USE OF Y/N

➵ 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 ♡

➵ 𝘊𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 / 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘵 ♡

Early mornings with Carmy were your favorite. Well - the early mornings that he wasn’t jumping in the shower even before the sun had kissed the horizon. But these mornings.

You woke up this morning at 4:52 - it was Sunday, your favorite day. Carmy & your day. The Bear was closed, the single day a week that it was - so it meant your loving, wonderful husband could stay in bed with you until 3 if he wanted.

He’d told you many times before if you woke before him for some reason on your sacred together day, to wake him because he didn’t want to spend a moment without you - but for now, you watch.

It wasn’t often you saw your beloved man like this, fully at peace. Well, other then when he fucked you - but while awake he never fully looked this peaceful.

You carefully brushed his messy curls off of his forehead, dragging your nails across his scalp gently. You just couldn’t help it, you knew how much he loved it.

‘Mmm?’ He grumbled, his voice thick and low, husky with sleep.

“Sorry” you whispered, smiling a bit. You couldn’t help but think of a grizzly bear when he’d make noises like that. While he was in this half asleep - half awake state, he would grunt and huff and grumble, especially on Sundays.

Just like any other day, his internal clock was on time - and today - he has 0 alarms set.

“No ‘s fine been up” he said softly.

You kissed his forehead tenderly, the faintest bit of mint sticking to his breath from last night when he brushed his teeth before practically crawling to bed since he was so exhausted.

“Bear- it’s Sunday- go to sleep” you said, gently rubbing over his bare chest with your soft palm.

“Damn birds” he grumbled, causing you to giggle.

“Y’know it’s the boys, actually? Because the uh…the moms. They go out before the sun, to find breakfast. And the dads are - well. Scientists theorize - that the dads are calling the moms back to the nest, like an alarm the kids are up and hungry” you said softly.

He hums in interest, rolling on his side with his eyes still closed and gently kissing down your neck as you spoke

“All I heard was a really good reason we don’t have kids yet” he said, voice deep and thick with sleep.

“Yeah yeah ok Mr ‘im gonna make you a mom’ “ you imitated his horny raspy voice and he chuckled, snaking his hand under your shirt and rubbing over your stomach gently

“I am as soon as you take this fuckin thing outta y’r arm” he gently bites down on the inside of your bicep where your implant was, sucking gently, causing you to laugh.

“I swear to god - your hormones Carm, it's like you’re ovulating or something” you teased and he snorts a laugh into your skin

“Not my fault you make me horny in the morning” he reached up, palming your breast and squeezing gently

“You were horny before you woke up fucker, I feel you” you teased, wiggling into his bulge that was pressing into your ass firmly.

He moaned softly, rolling his hips into yours “Y’gonna help me out or do I have to go shower?” He teased with a grin.

You roll your eyes playfully “gonna make me work before the sun is even fully in the sky?” You asked and he chuckled a bit

“No. Just stay right like this. I can play with you, right?” He kissed your jaw gently, nipping at the sensitive part near your ear and soothing the sting with his tongue in a way that made you whine.

“Yes. But I wanna feel good too” you said, voice needy already. It was quite embarrassing the effect he so easily had on you, he barely even had to try.

“Oh of course princess, y’think I’d neglect my favorite toy? When have I ever left you without makin’ sure y’feel good mm?” He kissed the base your neck right at the top of your spine, spreading your thighs with his knee, your bodies flush together.

“Well there was that one time-“ you teased as he pulled his cock out

“Oh the one time I punished you f’r bein’ a brat.” He squeezed your hip and trailed his hand around your stomach, rubbing gently before dipping his fingers in your panties, finding your clit and humming in satisfaction when you whine hotly, arching into his frame further.

“Cause you were wearing those slutty gray sweatpants and every bitch in the grocery store was staring at your dick print” you counter, causing him to chuckle, the vibration coursing through you since you were flush to him like one being.

“mmmm and is that why you’re so wet, cause you’re thinkin’ about me wearing something slutty?” He teased rubbing slow firm circles in the way that made you writhe and squirm.

“Stop teasing before you nut all over my back” you smirk and he gasps, feigning offense.

“Someone is mouthy this morning” he moved the fabric to the left, rubbing his thick cock over your folds easily with your slick aiding him, moaning softly.

“Mmmm thank you” you rest your head back on his shoulder, eyes fluttering shut. “Feels soooo nice.” You mumble as he slowly rolls his hips, the head of his cock teasing your clit just enough.

It wasn’t a full rub, not enough to make you cum for a while, but more a pleasant gentle massage. You felt his hand back on your stomach, rubbing short strokes up and down as he pants, in pure quiet bliss. That was something you adored about him- whenever you were in public, he was shy, quiet. So quiet. But when you were alone together- the man didn’t have an off switch.

Neither did you, but yours didn’t shut off in public, either. You did enough talking for the both of you, it was what drew him to you. The only time you made him more quiet, was when he was playing with you this way in the morning. You were pretty sure it was the time, his brain hadn’t fully woken yet - but he had one thought bouncing around like a DVD video logo his cock was achingly hard.

“I’m probably gonna fall asleep but you’ll wake me right?” You asked and all you got in response was a breathy ‘mmhmm’

He gently bit down on your neck, then your shoulder, then your arm, causing you to giggle and look back at him as well as you could “you wanna suck on it. Don’t you.” You teased, referring to your implant.

Another whiny ‘mmhmm’ and he rolls his hips a bit harder, causing you to moan as his tip ruts over your clit firmer

“So sweet.” You smiled lazily, closing your eyes once more and humming “I love this Bear y’make me feel so good” you said softly and he whimpers

“Fuckin’ hell y’too sweet. Lettin’ me play with you like this sweetheart, the sweetest girl” he praises, pushing the hair from your messy sleep off your forehead and kissing your temple.

“Cus’ y’the best husband” you laced your fingers together and held your hands over your stomach.

“Mmmm y’know I fuckin love hearin’ y’say that, right?” He rasps, hips getting sloppier and rougher as he got closer to his high.

“I do every time I say my husband on the phone you blush. It's the cutest thing that you’re still feelin’ like we’re on our honeymoon 2 whole years later” you kissed his hand sweetly.

“Cause I’m so fuckin’ lucky. Can’t fuckin’ believe y’agreed to take my last name babe. The way you say our last name is so fuckin pretty” he said, kissing your shoulder gently

“I feel so fancy with it. Mrs.Berzatto. Berzatto is so much cooler then my maiden name.” you said

“Fuckin hell sweetheart im so close can I please cum in you?” He begged, his voice needy and wanting

“Of course Bear Y’don’t need to ask” you said and he released your hand, placing his palm at the base of your abdomen and slipping in, filling you to the hilt.

You whimper, back arching slightly “mmm feel’so full” you mutter, gasping as he started a quick snap of his hips, jaw falling slack.

“It’s so fuckin hot that I can feel myself fuck you” he pressed his palm firmer into your abdomen, angling himself in a way to both feel himself better, but also slide perfectly against your gspot

“Yeah y’get so deep bear. Y’gonna fill me up? Y’gonna knock me up? Mmm?” You whine, your own orgasm approaching fast

“Fuck yeah I am princess sh-iiit. Fuck gonna make y’a fuckin mom” he grunts, spreading your legs further and reaching down to rub your clit making you clench around him.

He whimpers hips stuttering as he ruts into you, completely bottoming out trying to get as deep as he can as he empty’s his huge load into you, breathing hard and remaining still inside of you while he rubs your clit in quicker circles.

He could tell you were on the edge because of the way you were clenching and unclenching around his now overstimulated cock, he wanted to get you there so he could remain inside of you for a while.

“That’s it, my good girl. Thank you Angel, you took me so well. Y’can always handle whatever I give you it’s so fuckin hot. Now I’m gonna make sure y’re all taken care of, mmm? Just like I promised” he said softly into the shell of your ear before kissing your head gently.

“I’m cumming. I’m fucking cumming - oh- fuck-“ you whine, thighs shaking as some of your mixed arousal drips down his balls to his thigh.

“Gooood. Tha’s it, good girl” he praised, slowing his fingers to a slow rub as he worked you down.

“Mmm that was so nice Carmy” you hummed, looking back and kissing his lips lovingly.

“So nice princess. Thank y’for letting me” he kissed the tip of your nose gently “can I stay in a little longer” he kissed your jaw gently

“Course- I was actually gonna ask you to. I like falling asleep like this” you laced your fingers together holding your interlocked hands over your belly. “Y’so fuckin perfect” he mumbled into the skin of your neck.

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luvyeni · 11 months

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heeseung smut + super shy reader 🤭🤭??

JERSEY ; LEE HEESEUNG

pairings. basketballplayer!heeseung x shy!reader

wc. 2.1k+

warnings. oral (f. receiving) , protected sex (wow crazy) , dirty talk, kinda pervy heeseung,

i hope you like it <3 !

heeseung loves seeing you in his jersey.

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"you hate basketball." you maneuvered your way to your seats , your friend right in front of you. "i do , but i like jake sim more." she pointed to the boy who was currently on the court floor. "way way more." you shook your head , your friend had been obsessed with the basketball player since freshmen year , and when he finally started to show interest in her , she did everything she could to please him , including coming to his basketball games.

"i have to support him , you know how happy he gets when i come to his game." you didn't have a have a problem with jake , in fact he was actually really nice to her — you just hated basketball. "well heeseung is playing tonight , see." your face heated up just at the mention of the boys name. "i see that smile , im not blind , you should talk to him." you rolled your eyes. "like hell , i wouldn't even be able to talk to someone like him." you watched the boy pass the ball to the other player. "well jake told me that he talked about you." she said. "he wondered why you never talked." it wasn't that you never talked — you just couldn't talk to him , everytime you tried to nothing came out.

you ignored your friend , focusing on the game — well more so heeseung. he was ethereal , you've never been a fan of sweat , but he was just so sexy , and the way he played basketball. your heart damn near dropped to your ass when he made direct eye contact with you , quickly turning away , you didn't notice his smile before he turned back to the game.

all throughout the game , he'd constantly look your way , smiling at you before making a basket , smiling when you'd shy away , trying not to smile to yourself. soon the game was over , and your bestfriend was dragging you towards the court. "god it's like he can't make a basket without looking to you first." your friend said , you shook your head , waving her off. "stop saying nonsense." you scoffed. "and where are we going?" she pointed to the two boys walking towards you. "jake!" your friend jumped into the boys arms. "good game , im so proud of you." she kissed his cheek. "thank you baby." the boy said. "hey y/n." you waved. "hi jake."

"you know heeseung right?" he looked better up close , his body towering over yours , looking down at you , smiling. you nodded , unable to speak properly. "she's in a few of my classes , she sits way in the back." your face heated up. "she's a bit shy." your friend slapped your arm. "say something." you wanted to curse her out. "h-hi." you wanted to crawl into a hole and die. "nice y/n , nice." your friend sighed.

"we're gonna head back to our apartment , you girls down?" jake held on to the girls waist. "of course." you turned to your friend — who was too excited for your liking. "we are?" you said. "yes , we are." she gave you her best puppy dog eyes , she knew you couldn't resist it. "i-i guess , sure." she clapped excitedly , pulling jake away to the car. "you coming?" heeseung waited for you. "o-oh yeah." you followed behind him , he still made sure to walk slow so you wouldn't get left behind.

you climbed into the back seat of jakes car , heeseung climbed in the back, sitting down right next to you , his thigh touching yours sitting his gym bag on the side. "i hope you don't mind , but she looked like she was ready to fight me over the front seat so." your giggle , made him smile. "i finally got you to laugh." your heart was about to beat out of your chest , you turned to look out the window.

heeseung watched you out the corner of his eye , the way you fidgeted with your fingers , he thought you were so cute , he'd notice the way you'd always run away whenever he was in the vicinity , keeping your head down , smiling to yourself whenever he'd look at you , you did nothing to hide your crush on him , even though he didn't mind.

he could feel your leg shake with nerves. your skirt riding up just a bit , he wanted to so desperately squeeze your thigh , he wondered if you'd make a noise , he would love to hear it. "we're here." jake parked the car , knocking both of you out your thoughts. he let you get out first , taking a peek of your ass , before climbing out of the car , gym bag in his hand. you guys made it to their shared apartment , making your ways to the livingroom.

"you guys want drinks we have beer?" jake said. "y/n doesn't drink beer." your friend answered for you. "oh well there's sodas , but those are heeseung's and he doesn't like- she can have one." heeseung quickly spoke up. "you never let anyone drink your sodas." jake said , your friend sneakily wiggled your eyebrows , that made your little heart jump. "it's fine , she can have one." he sat down couch , next to the chair you were sitting in. "you must be really special." jake handed you the soda , sitting down next to your friend , heeseung's face turned red.

you guys ordered some food , turning on a random movie while you ate , and you listened to them talk , occasionally nodding when they talked to you. it eventually slowed down , and it became silent while you guys watched the movie. "hey." heeseung whispered , leaning into you. "hi." you said. "this movie is boring , did they even check to see what they were putting on?" you turned to the couple , they weren't even paying attention to the movie , they were two wrapped up into each other.

"i don't even think they recognize that we're still here." he laughed. "how about we go watch one in my room." was he serious ? in his room? alone? you could barely stand it when his leg simply touched yours , you don't know how you were gonna survive being alone in his room. "s-sure." you managed to get out. "okay , let's go." he held his hand out , helping you up. "t-thanks." you went to tell your friend , but she was already looking urging you to go.

he held your hand , guiding you to his room. "here it is." he opened the door , letting you in. "i cleaned it this morning so." you walked in , sitting down on the edge of his bed. "your room is nice." you don't even know why you said that , his room was pretty basic. "really?" he laughed , sitting next to you. "it seems pretty plain." he was so close , you could smell his scent. you looked around , your eyes coming into contact to most interesting thing in his room, his basketball jersey.

"try it on." he said , your eyes went wide. "it-it's fine." he stood up , picking up the shirt. "come on , i want to see you in it." he handed it to you. "i bet you would look really nice." you hesitantly stood up , taking the shirt from his hand. "go on." you put the shirt on , it fell past your legs , covering your skirt. his brain short circuited for a minute , you looked so cute in his shirt , it looked like you were wearing his shirt and nothing else. it made his mind wonder to a dirty place , how you'd look if he fucked you in his jersey , his cock stirring in his sweats. "d-does it look okay?" god you looked so cute , he just want to pounce on you , and ravish you.

"you look really good." the change in his voice made you feel something in your stomach. "so good actually." he stalked you , you stepped back as reflex , falling on to his bed. "i'm trying my best , i really am." he said. "but you look so cute , i can't stand it." your heart was racing , you swore he could hear it , he leaned down , grabbing your face , pulling you into a kiss — it was your first kiss , but it was surely the best kiss. he pulled away , his thumb tracing your bottom lip.

"did you like that?" he smirked , you nodded. "you want another?" you nodded , he sucked his teeth. "sorry babygirl , but you gotta sure your words this time." he watched you open and shut your mouth , trying to get your words out. "come on , you got it princess , you want another kiss right" he encouraged you. "y-yes , please." he smiled , his cock hardening even more. "good girl." he leaned in , kissing you again , this time much longer.

he tapped your thighs , signaling you to move further up the bed , climbing on top of you. you couldn't believe this was happening , you felt like you were in a dream , there was no way you were making out with lee heeseung in his bedroom. "so cute , been wanting to touch you ever since we were in the car." he kissed your neck , leaving little marks. "those cute legs , wondered how the felt wrapped around my head." you whimpered. "you sound so pretty , would you like that , for me to eat your pretty pussy?" his dirty words making your panties soaked.

"words baby." he unbuttoned your skirt , pulling it down slowly. "say it , tell me you want me to eat your pussy." he hovered above your clothed heat. "p-please." was all you could get out. "please what ? gotta tell me what you want." he was messing with you. "w-wan y-you to e-eat me out." you were so shocked hearing those words come out of your mouth. "good girl." he kissed your cunt , pulling your pants down. "fuck , you're so wet." he groaned , kissing your thighs. "pl-please heeseung." you whimpered.

"you gotta keep quiet for me , don't want them to hear those pretty noises." he licked a strip up your clit. "so sweet , like candy baby." he licked and slurped up your juices. "hee-heeseung." you bit your lip , trying to hide your moans. his nose bumped against your clit , sticking his tongue into your hole. "fe-feels so good." you soft moans and whimpers were music to his ears , he tried his best not to grind against his bed , but you were making it so hard. "hee-heeseung , im gonna-" you could barely get the words outs , before you were wrapping your legs around his head , your heels digging into his back as you came on his tongue.

he lapped up the mess you made , finally coming up for air , his lips wet from your essence , hair messy and his eyes blown out. "you made such a mess." he wiped his mouth , getting up untying the string from his sweatpants , his cock bulging against his underwear. "i want you to keep the shirt on." he grinded his budgle against your cunt. "wanna make you cum on my cock in it." he pulled his cock out , reaching over to pull out a condom , stroking his cock , putting the condom on.

"you ready?" he grabbed the base of his cock , pushing his tip at your entrance. "y-yes." you whimpered. "good girl , using your words." sliding into your hole. "oh f-fuck you're so tight." his eyes closed , your cunt was gripping his cock like vice. "fuck baby , you squeezing my dick." he pulled out slowly , pushing back in , his cock stretching you out once again , before he began to slowly rock his hips into you.

"taking my fat cock like such a good girl." you covered your face in embarrassment , he chuckled , grabbing your wrists , holding them down as he fucked into you. "no don't hide your pretty face , let me see how fucked out you are." he speed up his movements. "hee-heeseung." you clenched around his cock. "sh-shit baby , you feel so fucking good." he grunted.

"heeseung m'gonna cum." he rubbed your clit , hitting your spot over and over. "you're so vocal now -shit-" he said. "where'd my shy baby go , you're gonna cum , cum for me pretty." you wrapped your legs around his waist , clenching tightly around him , your thighs shaking as you came. "fu-fuck , fuck im cumming." he moaned , his thrust getting sloppier as he came into the condom. "shit." he pressed his forehead against yours , heavily breathing.

"you okay? i'm gonna pull out now." you nodded , he slowly pulled out , discarding the condom. "keep my jersey on , you look so good." hey layed down next to you. "want you to wear it all the time , even to my games." he pulled you close tucking you under his arm. "your games?" you questioned. "of course , you won't come support me?" he pouted , you smiled. "s-sure." you said. "good i look forward to seeing you in my jersey in the crowd." he kissed your forehead.

"and fucking you in the gym showers afterwards."

©️LUVYENI

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rosepascal · 1 year

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Put On a Brave Face | Joel Miller x Reader

summary: Joel Miller almost loses you the same way he lost his baby girl.

warnings: angst, hurt/comfort, blood/gore, standard tlou stuff, reader gets shot, graphic descriptions, kinda softer!Joel so a little OOC

a/n: I got this idea and honestly idk if i like it that much but im posting this anyways. Also this is for the besties who would be absolute crybabies if they got shot bc that is 100% me lmao. I get a papercut and im in tears fr.

The universe must really hate Joel Miller. For all the shit it’s put him through, it just has to add more. It’s not his fault, something that you really really hope he understands. He heard the gun fire but it sounded like white noise. He didn’t feel any pain so he knew it didn’t hit him.

A blur of gun fire and the men around him are dead. Jackson was mostly a safe place but lately there’s been a gang of people who were attempting to infiltrate the commune.

They were easy work for Joel, he wasn’t thrilled that you tagged along on patrol but he trusted you and if he had to have someone he’d pick you to watch his back.

If only he paid a little more attention.

It was like a punch straight to the gut. You felt a sudden pressure as you shot at the bandits. You were too busy focusing on keeping Joel safe to notice you had been hit by a stray. When the chaos stopped is when the pain set in.

Everything feels fuzzy. Like something ain’t quite right. And everything was hot. It’s the middle of winter but it feels like your whole body’s on fucking fire. An ache starts to burn in your stomach, you set your hand on it without thinking. Only to be met with a red stained hand.

“J-Joel?” His world stops.

Panic claws at his heart as it beats louder and louder in his ears. He turns around to face you. Sweat runs down your face, a small smile on your lips as you try and stay calm for both your sakes. His eyes fall to your stomach and that's when he sees it.

One of the bullets from their gun went clean through you. The blood, there’s already so much of it.

“Joel.” You whimper as you fall to the ground. Staying upright becomes the least of your worries as it becomes harder to breathe.

You’ve lived through twenty years of this shit and yet this is the first time you have ever been shot. Those who survived always said it’s either nothing or the worst pain in the world. Joel’s been shot before.

You were there once. The bullet went into his arm and it was awful trying to get it out. He was strong as hell though. Kept his calm and walked it off a few days later.

You always admired how strong Joel was. Not just in the physical sense but he always seemed to be calm even in the worst situations. Maybe it was all a show. But right now you wished you could do the same.

You wish that you could look up at him and tell him you were okay and crack a joke but you can’t. It hurts so bad, it’s burning and pain is tearing through your whole body.

“I got you baby.” Joel falls next to you. He tosses his gun to the side and wraps you in his arms. One hand under your back to try and get you upright.

“It’s okay, it’s gonna be okay.” He wants to puke. A sob crawling its way up his throat.

“It hurts!” You cry, clawing at his shirt. Fingers digging into the soft fabric of his flannel.

“Joel!” It breaks his damn heart to hear you cry out in such pain.

“I know, fuck I know baby.” Jackson isn’t far and right now it’s your only hope.

“I’m sorry.” He mumbles as he stands you up and irritates your wound. Your scream makes him flinch. It’s raw and full of fear and so much pain.

Why couldn’t it be him? Why did it have to be you?

“Please, please I don’t want to die Joel.” The words tumble out of your mouth without thinking.

“Please please.” You bury your face into Joel's chest as he half drags and half carries you to the gates of Jackson.

“I don’t want to die!” You wail loudly and Joel tightens his grip on you. It’s pure agony. Every minor step or bump sends waves of pain through you.

“You’re okay, we’re so close, baby, just a few more steps.” Joel closes his eyes as you cry out for him.

It’s a sickening sense of deja vu. Bleeding out in his arms by a bullet he didn’t see. He needs to focus. It feels cruel but he has to zone out. The gates are so close and that’s all that matters.

“Help!” Joel screams till his throat is raw as he gets closer. The gates open too damn slow as someone rushes out to help. Together they bring you inside the walls and rush you to the doctor.

“What the fuck happened?” Joel tenses up when he sees Ellie running towards him. A panicked look on her face. Worry written all over her face when she sees you being carried in.

“Joel?!” She tries to run in but Joel grabs her arms.

“Stay outside.” He commands, not wanting Ellie to witness you in such a bad state.

“Fuck no!” She tries to push past him but he’s stronger than her. Your pained scream makes Ellie stop fighting, tears welling up in her eyes.

“Don’t worry.” he says unconvincingly as he turns and runs into the room. You’re lying on a table, your shirt already torn so they have access to clean the wound. Joel rushes to your side and grabs your hand.

“I’m here baby.” He brings your hand to his lips and lets you squeeze it tight. The medic opens a bottle and looks at Joel before pouring some of it onto your stomach.

“FUCK!” You seethe and try to squirm away but someone holds you to the table.

“Make it stop! Please!” Sobbing, you squeeze Joel's hand as tight as you can.

“Joel please! It hurts so bad!” Your vision is blurred by the tears and the tiredness that your body feels right now but you can still make him out.

You can’t leave him, you can’t die. It hurts more than the bullet did as they start to patch you up. Spots of black cover your vision and you start to cry more, you just want Joel to hold you and make it better. Your eyes flutter closed and you feel a hand tapping harshly on your cheek.

“Stay with me baby, come on.” Joel opens your eyes and in pure panic snaps at the medic.

“DO SOMETHING!” Joel is an intimidating force but right now he’s utterly helpless.

“We’re doing everything we can.” The medic says calmly. Keeping your eyes open becomes too hard, you just want to sleep.

“No no, come on. Wake up!” His voice fading out as darkness and peace consumes you.

- - -

Two centimeters. According to the medic you were two centimeters away from dying. The bullet entered and nearly missed a major artery. If it had hit you there then you would have been dead in minutes.

You’re lucky to be alive.

It doesn’t feel lucky. It feels like shit. You’re stuck at home while on recovery and with Joel as your caretaker that meant you couldn’t even leave. After the doctor left he took one look at you and you know there’s no argument here.

When you woke up Joel was there. He wouldn’t tell you much. Just that you were shot and that you were okay. He doesn’t think you remember much of anything after the bullet hit. But you do. Somehow you remembered everything up until you passed out and all you could feel now is guilt.

You wished you were stronger. That you didn’t scream and cry for him to help you even though you know he couldn’t. There’s nothing he could have done and you made it worse. You weren’t in the right headspace but it felt cruel to beg for him to save you after everything.

After...Sarah. He doesn’t talk about much. He opened up to you once in the middle of a sleepless night. You don’t know every detail but from what he told you, you put a few pieces together.

Shot by a soldier with a bullet that should have hit him instead.

A situation that felt too similar to this one. How could you do that to him? How could you look him in the eyes after all of this? Being in recovery meant you couldn’t do your chores so Joel took them. Great, first you remind him of his dead daughter and now you’re making him work even more. At least Ellie was here. She rarely left your side.

“A book just fell on my head, I only have my shelf to blame.” Ellie looks up from her pun book with a smile. It’s just after dinner and Joel still isn’t home. So she has taken it upon herself to be your entertainment.

“That's four outta ten.” You say and she rolls her eyes.

“No way that one was funny.” She flips the page and reads another one.

“Okay okay, you wanna hear a joke about pizza?” Resting your face on your hand you nod.

“Sure.”

“Nevermind, it was too cheesy.” You snort and she laughs.

“Alright, that one is pretty good.” She punches the air in success. You notice her eyes keep darting down to your side where the bandages are.

“You know Maria told me about the school sleepover, bunch of kids your age are going.” You say and Ellie shrugs. It makes you feel guilty that Ellie’s here and not out with people her own age.

“I don’t know, not really my thing.” She’s lying. You know she is. That girl she’s grown quite close to will be there and you don’t want to stand in the way.

“I’ll be okay Ellie, I want you to go and have some fun.” She looks hesitant but after a little bit of pushing she caves. Hugging you tight before leaving.

Sighing you try and get comfortable on the couch and wait for Joel. He comes back late. You must have fallen asleep because next thing you know you’re being shaken awake. Joel's tired eyes stare at you, only meeting them for a second before looking somewhere else.

“Where’s Ellie?” He asks.

“Sleepover.” You answer sleepily.

“You shouldn’t be sleepin’ on the couch. It’s not good for you.” You hold back a laugh as you recall the many times you’ve found Joel passed out on the couch. You try to sit up but you move too fast. Squeezing your eyes shut as you feel a sharp pain in your stomach.

“Careful,” He places a hand on your back to steady you. Silently he guides you upstairs to bed. He’s given up the extra pillow and blanket to make you as comfortable as possible.

“Coming to bed?” You ask hopefully as he helps you in. He shakes his head and your face falls.

“I will soon.” He kisses your forehead before turning out the light.

He hasn't slept easy since the incident. He knows you’re alive. In his brain he sees you breathing and talking but sometimes when he closes his eyes he can only see you lying on that table.

He comes to bed a few hours later. Being as quiet as he can so he doesn’t wake you, but you aren’t asleep. The guilt has been eating you alive for days now. You put him through so much and now you feel like dead weight. He’s pulling away to protect his heart and it’s killing you. You know he’s asleep when he starts to snore. He swears he doesn’t but he does.

Carefully you throw the blankets off, resting the extra one back on him. The floor underneath creaks with every step. Sleep isn’t coming and you need a drink. Opening the cabinets you see the bottle of whiskey all the way in the back of the top shelf.

“Dammit Joel.” You huff as you blindly reach to the back.

It’s just out of reach and you feel anger start to seep in. It shouldn’t be this hard to get a glass of whiskey. You should be able to do this without anyone's help. Pain starts to blossom in your stomach as you put one knee on top of the counter and stretch the stitches. When you finally wrap your fingers around the neck of the bottle you feel your foot slip.

Glass shatters on the ground around you as you land hard on your back. You let out a whimper of pain as you sit upright and look at what you’ve done. Shards of glass surround you and the amber liquid pools on the floor. Heavy footsteps come running down the hall. Joel looks frantic as he holds his gun out, looking around for intruders. When his eyes land on you, you look down in shame.

“What the hell happened?” His voice booms and you feel like crying.

“I-I’m so sorry. I just. I thought I could..” Without thinking you reach to clean the glass.

“Stop!” He kneels down and grabs your hands before they can touch the glass. He doesn’t say a word as he cleans the shards of glass. You could feel how angry he was.

“Wanna tell me what was so important?” He crosses his arms and stares down at you.

It’s like you're a little kid being scolded for stealing a cookie. You feel angry and sad and so guilty and your stomach really hurts. Digging your nails into your knees you start to cry. Small sniffles snowball into sobs that make your whole body shake.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” It’s all you can say as you bury your face into your hands.

“Baby..” Joel’s voice is softer than you’ve ever heard it. He falls to his knees and wraps his arms around you. Tears shining in his eyes as he feels you tremble in his touch.

“I-I’m so sorry.”

“Shh, what are you sorry about?” He rubs your back and closes his eyes.

“I remember everything Joel, W-When I got shot. Fuck the things I said.” You bury your face into his chest as a fresh wave of tears fall. They just won’t stop.

“What are you talkin’ about?” He gently pushes you back so he can see your face. Wiping those tears from your cheeks.

“I shouldn’t have..I made it so much worse.” He’s confused. Really confused.

“Baby, There’s nothing to be sorry for,” He runs his thumb across your bottom lip, heart cracking as he looks into your broken eyes.

“I begged you to save me when there was nothing you could do.” He grimaces at the memory of your painful cries, but you were dying and you were scared. He could never hold that against you.

"I wanted to be strong for you but I couldn’t a-and I hurt you." You rip his hands off of you and curl into a ball.

“It's not your fault baby. None of it.” He rests his hands on top of your knees. It baffles him that you think any of this is your fault.

“You were in so much pain. " His voice cracks slightly and it gets you to lift your head.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t protect you baby.”

“Joel…” You start but he silences you.

You never should have been in that position in the first place but it's not about him right now. He gently pulls you into his lap, hugging you tightly. He closes his eyes, feeling your heartbeat.

“I shoulda noticed sooner. I..." He stops himself from going down that path.

"You’re so strong baby. You fought like hell and didn’t give up.” You don’t say anything. The guilt is still there but it won’t go away anytime soon.

You’re living in a fucked up world and you’re just two fucked up people trying to survive. And somehow you survived.

“Can we go back to bed?” You ask softly, tired from the crying.

There's more to say but its too late now. Tomorrow Joel will tell you over and over that it's not your fault. He'll tell you every damn day until you believe him. He’ll pray for your forgiveness for putting you in danger, for letting you get hurt and you’ll read him like a damn book and tell him it’s ridiculous. Maybe then you’ll both realize their’s not guilt to be had on either side.

Watching you bleed out on that table, it really did remind him of the day he lost Sarah. That fear and pain never really goes away but right now he can hold you in his arms and feel your heart. He can see your eyes and hear your voice. That’s all he needs right now. He’s not going to lose you. Ever.

So god help anything that stands in his way.

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gatorbites-imagines · 2 years

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Kinktober day 17

Jason voorhees + dry humping

Im gonna try and catch up on kinktober, can’t promise they’ll all be done in October, but I will finish this list at some point. No beta read, we die like Jason’s victims.

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The underbrush crunched under your boot as you ran through the forest, your heavy boots doing nothing to silence the sound of your feet as they stomped through the leaves and plant life. Behind you, you could hear the sound of a person hot on your tail, their steps louder than your own and if you listened closely, you could hear them panting.

Had it been anyone else you would have started truly running for your life, but as you knew it was only Jason, you kept it at a manageable pace, knowing he wouldn’t truly kill or hurt you. This had all been Jason’s idea, after you got together, he seemed to finally discover his libido and how he always got excited when hunting other people. He really wanted to hunt you through the woods like you were one of his victims, though without all the traps. Just him and his machete.

Of course, he hadn’t outright asked you immediately when he got the idea. He actually avoided it as much as possible, to the point where he would avoid you after hunting whoever his last victim was because he didn’t want you to see his half hard erection, or notice how he was panting a little deeper than normal.

But one day you noticed, it was late at night and Jason must have assumed you had gone to sleep when he returned to your shared cabin. He was cleaning off his machete when you came up behind him and wrapped your arms around his waist, the large man almost flipping around and chopping your head off in surprise. When he realized it was you though, he shrunk in on himself somewhat, especially when you started running your hands up and down his thighs. That was when you realized he was hard, and after some prodding got it out of him what had caused it.

So here you were, running through the woods in some heavy boots, baggy denim pants, some t-shirt you didn’t care for and one of the jackets Jason had brought back from one of his victims. When you felt Jason near you and the tips of his fingers brush against your back you sped up, a breathless laugh escaping you as you left him in the dust. You knew from how Jason started storming after you that it had served its purpose and made him even more excited.

When you neared a large boulder, you tried to turn and go in another direction, but the strong powerful hands of your boyfriend grabbed onto your jacket and wrenched you back. You let out a yell of fake fear as he grabbed you, looking over your shoulder and trying to appear truly terrified as you struggled out of your jacket, stumbling over your feet as you slipped free and left the fabric in Jason’s iron grip.

You also used this time to look at Jason and smirked internally at his appearance. To everyone else he would look the same, but you could tell he was really affected by this. What skin was visible was shiny with sweat and his chest and shoulders rose and lowered as he panted, his breath creating small clouds in the cold night air.

Turning to continue to run, you only got maybe 20 meters before your foot was caught in a root that was sticking up, sending you crashing to the ground. You flipped around to see Jason standing right over you, machete gripped tightly in his fist as he seemed to step out of the mindset of a killer and tilt his head, asking in his own way if you were okay. Giving a small nod of reassurance that yes you were fine, you kept up your role of victim and tried to crawl backwards when your foot was free.

Your upper back hit the trunk of a tree and you were stuck, gulping the spit that gathered in your mouth as Jason slowly walked towards you, his slow sure gait sending a shiver of excitement up your spin. A gasp left you as Jason picked you up by the shirt and slammed you back into the tree, crowding around you and forcing his way between your legs causing you to hook them around his hips.

Jason stabbed the machete into trunk of the tree and pushed himself closer to you, his panting audible through the hockey mask as he stared down at you. You moaned as his hips met yours, your lengths rubbing against one another, the shaky groan leaving Jason telling you he was just as affected. The role of victim and killer seemed to have been thrown into the wind as Jason stared grinding his hips into yours, his head falling onto your shoulders as he panted and groaned.

You threw your arms around his neck and pulled him closer, trying to grind back against his movements. He grabbed your hips in his strong hands and held you in place, his movements going from grinding to rough humping, the denim of your pants digging roughly against your crotch and making you whimper. You cursed to yourself as he pressed you further into the tree, his powerful hips humping against yours with what appeared to be no difficulty or strain.

You could feel how hard he was through his pants as his large length humped against your own, the noises he released sounding almost animalistic as he panted and growled, spit dripping from behind his mask and onto your shoulder as his hands dug bruises into your hips. You could tell he was about to cum as his movements grew more jagged and rough, the noise that leaves him sounding like a wounded animal as you feel warmth spread over the front of his pants and seeping into your own. He keeps moving his hips, humping into your own until you cum, your head smacking into the tree behind you as you throw your head back at the orgasm, the feeling ripping through you all the way down to your toes that curl in your boots.

The two of you stand there pressed up one another and panting, trying to catch your breaths as Jason’s hips move in small twitchy moves, overstimulation making you both sensitive to the smallest movement. Leaning down you press a kiss to whatever part of his head you can reach and rest against him, trying to calm down your heartbeat. When Jason seems to have caught his breath he took a step back, still holding you against him as he starts making his way back to your cabin, his walk slightly awkward as he wasn’t used to walking around after doing something like this.

#male reader #slasher #jason voorhees #slasher imagine #slasher headcanon #slasher x male reader #slasher x reader #jason voorhees imagine #jason voorhees headcanon #jason voorhees x male reader #jason voorhees x reader

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artificialbreezy · 30 days

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okay so theoretically,,, idek if Matt smokes but i can’t stop thinking abt like,, fwb!Matt who shares his weed but only if you earn it. getting you to ride his thigh, praising you for being so good for him. talking you through it, one hand on your hip to guide you, the other pulling up your shirt so he can leave marks across your chest. he doesn’t even care if you’re making a mess on his pants, they can be washed, but the memory of you getting yourself off, using him to come undone? he could die a happy man

i am simply perishing

girl i’m fucking DEAD over this thought

i’m sorry i’m a sucker for fwb to lovers so don’t mind me

CW: poorly written smut, mentions of drug use (just weed but still), pet names, kinda filthy language, a lil bit of daddy kink bc Matt is in fact daddy. sorry LOL, no actual p in v smut just me rambling really and poorly written smutty themes (im trying bro)

NSFW below the cut ◡̈

but maybe there was a rule of no kissing. kissing equals feelings ya know? so that’s the big rule. like he doesn’t mind kissing your neck down to your chest, but the face? off limits. until today. he’s tired of hiding how feels. he just wants you to be his. he’s tired of people staring at you when you’re in public and his friends making comments about how hot you are. he knows it all. he knows he said no strings attached, but after a year of sleeping together and hanging out all the time he couldn’t help it. so when he woke up that morning and sent you the “hey, wanna come smoke with me?” text, he knew something was gonna happen. he knew he was either reading the situation wrong and this was gonna end the relationship or he was not reading the situation wrong and he’s gonna walk away with a partner.

he was pulled away from his thoughts when he heard his front door open and saw you walk in. “hey dollface.” he smiled towards you. “hi Matty” you blushed his way. you'd think after everything you two had done you wouldn't be so nervous around the man in front of you. You couldn't help it. after the year you've really gotten to know Matt, you couldn't help but feel a certain way. you couldnt help but want to make him happy, you lived to hear his praise. whether that's in his bedroom or around all your friends. you just wanted him to be proud of you. to look at you like you were the only person around, but he said at the very beginning "no strings, honey. you can do that right?" and as much as it hurt to know at any moment he could call it quits, you were just happy to have him in some capacity.

Matt was in front of you with his hands on your waist before you had time to get out of your head. "I have a preroll with your name on it, if you want it of course. you know I'll never force you into it." you chuckled a little, "have I ever told you no before?" he pulled your face to his, lips brushing against yours ever so gently. "never, cause you're my good girl huh?" you nodded against his lips. too scared that if you spoke, he'd move away from you. scared that maybe you were imagining his lips against yours. like this was all some dream. it wasn't until Matt closed the slight gap between the two of you that you realized he was doing this. he broke his rule. there were strings, pulling you to each other and this was proof.

Matt was pulling you towards his couch while his mouth was on yours and his hands traveling down your body until he landed on your ass. he pulled away for a spilt second, just long enough to fall back and pat his lap, signaling you to have a seat. you crawled into his lap, your legs on either side of him. he leaned forward and placed a soft kiss to your lips before he spoke up. "I want you, no. I need you to show me something. can you do that for me baby?" nodding, you said "anything you want Matt." "I need you to show me how badly you need me. I need to know how you feel. I need to feel you make a mess all over my pants. I need you to show me what you need."

His hands were on your hips, guiding you against his thigh. "come on, baby. need to hear how good you feel. how good I'm making you feel. when I'm not even inside you." whimpering as you picked up speed, chasing a high you were desperate to feel. "daddy.." "oh there she is, come on sweet girl. I know you want to. can you be my best girl? can you give daddy what he wants?" you nodded vigorously. “uh huh. uh huh anything you want.” “that’s a good girl. I know you’re close. give me what I want and i’ll make it worth your while angel.” that was enough to push you over the edge. Matt helped move your hips once he saw your body stutter so he could help you ride out your high. you slowly stopped, leaning your head against Matt’s shoulder trying to catch your breath.

“sweetheart, we gotta talk about some things.” Matt rubbed your back as he spoke. you nodded against him, scared of what he was going to say to you now. “i’d like to take you on a date, kiss you a bunch more times because now that i’ve gotten a taste i don’t think i can go back and hold your hand in public. if you’ll let me of course.” you didn’t answer him, not trusting your voice. you sat up, grabbed the boys face and connected your lips once again.

#matt dierkes x reader #matt dierkes smut #matt dierkes #matt dierkes headcannon #matt dierkes blurb #bad omens smut #bad omens headcanons #bad omens blurb

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xo-cori · 7 months

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hi um can i request smthn abt dina crushing readers head with her thighs while they eat her out <3 and reverse cowgirl with her. making her bounce on your lap. UGGGHHHNGH im so down bad for her.

hands on your knees, angelina jolie

pairing: dina woodward x fem!reader

summary: you’ve become addicted to the feeling of her body beneath yours. more specifically, her unassumingly strong thighs.

warnings: smut (MDNI), reader is definitely a munch 😁

a/n: HEYY i only did the first part bc i’m not exactly comfy writing about straps/any dicklike thing in general BUT I HOPE U LIKE ANYWAYS!!!

Her moans fill the dimly lit room, moonlight creeping in from the window that shines a ghostly light across her tan, freckled skin. It’s the middle of the night and she’s pliant underneath your touch. Her fingers make a mess of your hair, her bare chest rises and falls in rapid motion, and her thighs… well, you’d be content to die this way if she happened to break your jaw.

They clench down around the sides of your face, spasming and shivering. Her wetness soaks your chin and the wrinkled bedsheets below. You’ve been at it for well over an hour, yet have made no attempt to pull away or gasp for air. You simply don’t want to– and even if you did, Dina does too good a job of holding you in place until she’s had enough.

“Jus’ like that,” she purrs, looking down to see the way you’re bent down between her legs, ass up in the heavy air, giving her a proper show. “You’re so good to m-me… fuck!”

Your hands come down to her knees, encouraging her to fully close them behind your head as you hum in agreement. The vibrations cause her to throw her head back against the pillows behind her. Your tongue languidly licks up and down her petal-soft folds, jaw aching so badly you’re sure that it’ll be hard to chew the next day, but it’s all worth it when you feel her thighs tighten around your head once more and nearly pull the hair out of your head. Her back arches off of the bed while you open your clouded eyes to look up at her, watching intently as you lick another gentle orgasm out of her; her third one of the night. You sigh into her contently, scooping up all of her cum with your tongue so that you can savor the taste before she weakly pulls you off of her.

“Come here,” Dina breathes, not entirely sure her body even belongs to her anymore.

You crawl up to straddle her hips, leaning down to kiss her properly– she can taste herself on your lips, on your tongue, and she feels the slick that coats your chin. It takes all of her willpower to not jump your tired bones right then and there. Her arms limply wrap around your neck, all of that strength finally gone now that you’d drained all the energy she had. “Maybe one day you’ll actually crush my head.” You laugh against her lips, making her pull away with a gasp.

“Don’t even joke about that.” She demands, cheeks darkening with an obvious embarrassment.

“I’m not joking. You know how happy I’d be to die between your legs?” You sigh dreamily as you collapse on the bed beside her. Dina covers her eyes with her forearm and huffs.

“I’m already not gonna be able to walk tomorrow,” she groans, “so I don’t know where I’ll find the strength to do that.”

“Do what? Crush my skull like a watermelon?” You tease, laughing as she playfully smacks your arm. “It’s fine. I’ll just wait ‘til you’re back in one piece, then get back to hoping.”

Dina turns her head to look at you with a suggestive grin. “You know what? That’s awful, but still kinda turning me on.”

“Really?” You quickly prop yourself up on your arm, a hopeful tone in your voice. “We can go again, I just might have to use my fingers ‘cause my jaw is fucking done for–”

She cuts you off by moving to lay on her side and placing her arm around your waist, forcing you back down to lay with her. A soft smile graces her lips when she feels your hand come up to rub the soreness from her lower back. “You really tuckered me out, horn-dog.”

“Tuckered myself out, too. I’ll wash the sheets in the morning,” you say before pressing a kiss to her forehead.

For now, all you can do is doze off into a blissfully deep sleep and hope that you remembered to lock the front door.

#the last of us #the last of us 2 #dina woodward #dina the last of us #dina tlou #dina x reader #dina woodward x reader #dina nolastname x reader #dina smut #dina woodward x you #dina woodward smut #dina nolastname

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first-edition · 1 year

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Thunder Storm

Jasper hale x human! Reader

Sum-You and bella are on your way to the Cullen house when a storm hits mid way. You two make it safe from harm but jasper makes sure youre fully okay.

(SHOUT OUT TO CAI WHO I KNOW IS GONNA READ THIS COME TO ME AND TELL ME HOW OBSEEN MY OBSESSION WITH JASPER IS. LOVE YOU 🥰.)

WARNIGS- smut, pinv, unprotected vampire sex (wrap it before you tap it folks), cunnilingus fem!recv., she/her pronouns used, fingering fem!recv., slight nipple play, angst if you squint, after care present.

MINORS DNI

“ah fuck!” You curse rushing into the Cullen house along with Bella as you place you keys in the little bowel they have set. A light breeze taints your skin before you look up seeing jasper walking to you.

“what happened?” He asks worriedly although it comes off as a demand.

“Bella?” Edward shows up from around the corner going to his girlfriend, both of you soaked as if you’d just jumped in a pool.

“Y/n i see your car outside what happened?” Jasper says now demanding to know what happened to your now damaged vehicle consisting of a severely dented back left door and a now missing tail light. “Some asshole hit us on the way here the roads became really slick-” “You shouldn’t have driven!” Edward snaps at bella.

“We wouldn’t have come over is we’d known there was going to be an actual down pour now would we!?” You snap back for bella.

Edward Cullen, your best friends boyfriend, and your super great uncle. Of course your family goes by his dead-last name of masen but none the less you’re related and he never lets you forget it treating you more like the annoying little sister than. His super great niece. And you like it that way. You’d rather play fight with a brother than be bossed around by your 104 year old vampire uncle.

He sighs shaking His head as he rests a hand down on Bella’s back. And looks at her continuing a quiet conversation.

Jasper moves closer to you checking your body up and down seeing any visible marks but of course theres nothing. Just you shivering from the freezing rain.

“your shivering come on.” He says taking your hand in his even though he’s cold his hand in yours feels much warmer that yours.

After changing into some dry clothes Alice let you barrow jasper bombard you with a large sweater of His and wraps you in a blanket on his bed.

“J-Jas if you give me anymore warm things i’ll die of heat stroke.” You say as hes about to put on the fourth blanker around you.

He moves a strand of your hair out of your face before sitting in front of you.

“are you sure youre alright?” He asks his southern accent strong within the question.

You nod pulling off some blanket already becoming hotter than you should be. he sighs in protest but it dosnt stop you from removing them.

“Im alright. Really. You have to stop thinking of me as such a fragile thing.” You reply placing your hand on his cheek. He leans into your touch nodding.

“I know..im sorry ma’am.” He says the formal notion out of habit.

You lean into him to give my a reassuring kiss that you truly are alright.

Whats supposed to be soft kiss and a smile turns into him not wanting to pull away from you. His hands make thier way to your waist as he shifts his posits ion for his whole body to face you. Your arms wrap around his neck pulling him into you as you crawl over him sitting on his lap straddling him.

Your finger run through his hair tugging. In response his hands snake under the layers to your bare waist his cold hands press against your skin as he feels the curve of your waist and move you the sides of your rib cage before dancing his finger tips to your bare back.

You hum against his lips as his left hands finger find your breast his finger brushing over your nipple hardening it before giving the entirely a light squeeze.

You pull back from his lips only to unbutton his shirt taking it off letting your hands search his chest and abs relishing in the time you get to touch him. For the longest time he wouldn’t let you touch him having never felt a soft feeling of love before but that all changed soon enough the first time you to made love.

He pulling off your top layers in one motion accidentally ripping the last. Leaving your top, his favorite part of you, bare to his liking he stands, your legs stil clasp around his waist, and turns around kneeling onto the bed and laying you back against the plush warm bed sheets.

His kisses move from your lips down you jaw line and neck being carful not to suck to hard in fear of causing severe damage other than a little bruise. Oh how you with you could mark up your boyfrien the same way.

His kisses move to your chest taking your breat in one hand giving it the same pressure squeeze from before. He dips down into your chest taking your nipple into his mouth swirling tounge around the swollen bud making you gasp before you clasp you hand over your mouth trying to keep quiet as best as you can in the house of super hearing vampires. Although everyone in the family executive for jasper and Edward have gone out hunting.

He pulls away from your breast and moves his kisses down your stomach kissing your hip bones that poke out from your low rise sweatpants. He glances up at you before pulling them off along with your panties so effortless lay its almost impossible.

You look down at him, but not for long, as his tounge hits your core licking a strip up to your clit sucking and swirling just like he did with your nipple from before. He wraps a arm around your lower stomach providing slight presses and keeping you from squirming away as he lets his fingers enter you.

Moving both harmoniously against the upper spongey part of your walls your thighs close around his head only making his dive his fingers into him and his tounge to move faster as his fucks you with his hand and mouth. Surges of continuous please fall through your body and you flush a shade of pink, your chest heaving your heart rate speeding up, all this jasper hears and feels letting him know you are right at the edge of cumming.

Finally your let go your back arching as you turn your head gripping the pillow stifling your moan into the plush head rest. Jasper pulls away licking his lips as his golden eyes stare at your shaken body, flushed, horny, already fucked dumb just by his fingers and tounge.

He crawls back over you resting between your legs and kisses your collar bone sweetly moving back up to your face as he showers you in kisses making you giggle.

“Sugar? Do you wanna continue?” He asks. He ALWAYS asks you this question.

sometimes he just wants to giving you the satisfaction him making you cum. Somtimes your too tired to continue sometimes your ready for more…so much more. You look at him as he moves your hair from your face. You nod and smile at him.

He leans back off you a bit, you already missing his weight on you. He comes back a few seconds later his pants and underwear’s removed. He shifts your body and positions his hard member at your enterence and enters you slowly as to not hurt you in anyway.

Its easy for him to enter you as your pussy has been riled up just moments before. You bite you lip shutting your moan up as a purely fills you.

“mm-mm none of that. I want to hear you.” He demands and thrusts up into you sensing every part of your body to get a moan out of you. He groans as you clench around him at his actions.

“Ngh jas…” you gasp you your nails running down his back feeling his muscles flex and retract. His cold skin almost feels as though its heating around you.

The sound of thunder and rain, hitting his window, booms outside setting the perfect dark-day time sex feel. His hair falls to his face framing his face so fucking perfectly as he sensibly rails you into calling his name.

Wanting nothing more than to feel you cum around his cock he takes a leap of faith and pushes deeper into you bottoming out in you for the first time hitting your cervix. You yelp in pleausre throwing your head back in ecstasy as has he fucks you. You take his hand in your intertwining his fingers in your as they push into the plush bed above your head.

“jasper ah..please.” You whimper out as you clench around him.

“good girl sugar come on…come on honey.” He growls out attacking your neck with sloppy kisses.

“come on baby come for me.” He groans his hips stuttering as you cum around him in a fit of pleausre. He pulls out of you a cums on stomach. His golden eyes have darkened as he admires your body for a second.

“stay there.” He says giving you a quick peck on your lips before getting you and walking to the bathroom his has in his room and coming back wih warm damp rag. He cleans off the mess he left of your body then goes back putting the rag in the sink.

By the time hes by your side again your take in his nude body a bit admiring all the features from his scars to his face. In your doing so you dont realize you shivering slightly. Between your ice cold boyfriend your nude body exposed to the air.

“go under the convers doll.” Jasper requests as he pulls on his boxers again as sit up shaking your head. He picks up the over sized sweater from the ground and walks up to you.

“arms up.” He says you hold your arms and puts the sweater back over you. He kneels on the bed sitting placing his hand on your cheek and kisses your lips. You smile kissing him back.

“i love you.” He says

“i love you too.” You reply.

“are you hungry?” He asks tucking hair behind your ear. You think about lying for a moment but then nod. He nods back.

“i’ll ask Bella if shes hungry too.�� You say and smile getting up only for your legs to slightly go weak Jasper rushes to you catching you. You just giggle looking at him.

“sorry.” He says you shake your head. And peck his lips.

“stay here i’ll go tell bella.” He says pulling on his shirt and pants again before heading out of the room.

#jasper whitlock x reader #jasperhale #jasper xreader #jasper smut #jasper x reader smut #jasper hale x reader smut #jasper Whitlock x reader smut

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theywantedplayer · 1 year

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hii could you write nico smut where reader calls him captain pleasee? there’s like no nico fics anywhere and i’m starving

AN- the way he has the sexy doe eyes........lord

You've been teasing Nico all night, wearing his favorite dress making you look flawless. You both were at a team dinner at a quite fancy place. Anytime you got the chance you'd tease him, like then trying to squeeze by him, you brushed your ass against his clothed cock. You couldn't help but feel Encouraged by the weak whimper that left his lips when you did so. Nico felt desperate all night, he was wrapped around your finger. You could see him trying to get comfortable in his seat beside you,his cock throbbing in his pants.

“What's wrong captain?” you asked Looking him in the eyes and batting yours

When you called him captain he felt his dick twitch in his pants, you've never called him that before and if he was being honest he could get used to it. You could see the Desperation in his eyes, he needed you.

“Y/n please” he pleaded

You gave him an innocent smile, rubbing your hand on the inside of this thigh. Nico let out a quiet whine at your actions.

“It would be very rude of us if we left now” you teased

Nico just accepted his fate. He was going to haft to sit through that dinner all hot and bothered. Very bothered.

The night started to die down soon after, you and Nico said your goodbyes to everyone and went to the coat closet to get your coats. When you both were in there alone you felt Nico hands grab your waist.

“Y/n please, I can't do this anymore” he pleased

You smiled, placing a soft kiss on his lips as you grabbed your coat. You gave him a wicked smile as you grabbed his tie and pulled him Along to the car. Nico had his back up against the car door, hands still on your waist looking down at your chest.

“Fuck y/n you looked so good tonight” he groaned

Gripping your waist a little tighter, pulling you into a kiss. You moaned into the rough kiss, all of Nico’s pent up aggression from the night started to show in how he kissed. You pulled away and opened the car door, Nico got in the back of the car and sat against the other car door on the other side of the car. You closed the door behind you and crawled over to Nico straddling his lap and pulled him into another kiss.

Your hands making their way threw his hair, He was a groaning mess. The throbbing in his pants making him unbelievably needly for you. What ever you wanted he's give you

You pulled away and slowly layed down on your stomach in between Nicos legs, not breaking Eye contact once. You loved Nico's face, His swollen lips and the doe eyes he gave you. You loved the submissive side of him. Having him all to yourself.

You started to undo his belt and zipper of his pants.

“I just couldn't help myself Nico, the way you looked to night drove me crazy” you coode

Nico just gulped as he looked down at you, he was sweating and needy he didn't know what to say.

Nicos cock sprung free hitting his lower abdomen, when he felt your hand touch his tip his body shuttered. He felt the heat rush to his cheeks when he heard you giggled at how his body reacted to your touch.

“Oh Nico honey” you drew out slowing starting to stroke his cock

“Please, Y/n please” He pleaded taking a deep breath

“What do you need Nico? Tell me” you knew what he wanted but you wanted to hear him say it.

“Please I need you, please Anything just anyth-” he cut off his own words with a moan, throwing his head back into the car window from the feeling of your mouth on his cock.

You licked his cock from the base all the way up from the tip, slowly taking him into your mouth taking more and more as you began to settle a pace. Nico moved one hand to grab a fist full of your hair. Nicos breath started to quicken in pace as you quickened your movements, his chest rising and falling. His legs twitching as he felt his release coming close.

“Fuck y/n im gonna cum” he whined

He was expecting you to quicken your pace but he gasped when he felt your mouth move away from his cock. A shiver went through his body as the cold car air touched his spit covered cock.

“Why…..please” He whined, placing a hand on your cheek as you got up to straddle his waist again.

You smiled as you wiped some spit off of his lips, a giggle leaving your mouth seeing how messy his hair was and how red his cheeks were.

“I just love seeing you like this baby” You admitted rubbing his warm cheeks with your thumbs “And if my captains gonna cum it's gonna be in me”

#nico hischier x reader #nico hischier #nico hischier imagine #nico hischier smut #nico hischier fluff #nhl fanfiction #nhl smut #nhl x reader #nhl hockey

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s-4pphics · 10 months

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dial. teaser (e.w)

wc;cw: idk almost 1k not quite doe, fratadjacent!ellie back in this hoe, all ocs r black coded big purr <3, dubcon, parties, ellie being sexy, SMUT MDNI, not really yet but later y’all know the deal🤨, descriptions of sex and brief mentions of psychedelics?, omg am i finally gonna have pwp :3

dash sleep lol

TWO STORIES @ THA SAME TIME????3!3&3

im not a texter lol

You gnawed at your nails as you looked down at the burning screen of your phone, waiting for your friend’s friend’s reply while pacing around you and your roommates’ small room.

Your heart pounded against your chest with anxiety as you hastily waited for her reply. Please don’t make this awkward! Please!

You nearly jumped from the rugged floor to the ceiling when your device dinged again. And again. And one more time for good measure!

You sighed with relief, your fingers tapping on your screen with vigor.

You bit the skin on your lip and decided to test her.

You saw the small bubble pop up on your gray screen before it disappeared. Your nerves almost picked up before you received another message from her.

Oh, shit. You fucked up. Maybe being an asshole isn't the way—

Your cheeks burned instantly; you should’ve never taken your Hennessy-filled yard cup to a fucking frat house!

You woke up to a slew of text messages from… everyone? How many people did you approach last night?! You had texts from random contacts that you saved, firl wit fake nut on her face? haha in particular, asking if you made it home safe or could send titty pics🥺, and it made you want to crawl into a dirt hole and die.

When Dina sent you a bunch of rushed texts asking if you smashed her best friend, you nearly fainted. Not only was your first rule of conduct broken — never fuck your friends or their friends! — but now you had to deal with your friends' side-eyeing you for fucking the one person they told you not to! You almost wanted to say that you didn’t fuck her, and it was all a prank, but by the large, dark spots and bite marks on your neck, nobody would believe you.

You’ve never met Ellie before last night. Her and Dina are super close, according to your friend, and she apparently sells shrooms to other students after finals week? You saw her in passing on occasion, and she acknowledged you sometimes, but you knew nothing about her, despite Dina telling you to leave her the hell alone, bitch. You don’t need those problems.

So how the fuck did you end up laid out across her roommate’s bed with her… fat dick in your throat?! And why is fucking her all that you remember from last night!

You, by the grace of god, recall all the events: her tugging at your waist to pull you closer, the whispers and sucks on your ear, the slaps and scratches on your ass when she dug your guts out!

You wanted to cry.

You felt tears jerk in your eyes at her aloofness. You were about to FaceTime her before another text appeared and soothed you.

Before your fingers could type out another sloppy apology, a text from said psycho popped up on your screen. And you tapped it on accident; You need to turn off your read receipts!

… Your tummy swirled. Only a little. You shook your head like she was there with you.

For what, bitch! You didn’t do anything! You could hear your sock-covered feet padding across the floor as you nervously stomped around the small space.

You typed and sent your reply, your thumbnail in between your teeth and stomach in knots. You hated how your pussy prayed for her to undo them soon.

You remember her so well, it frightened you.

Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion before another message from her popped up. The knots in your gut tightened against your will.

You forgot to breathe when you replied to her in approval, anticipation of seeing the red-haired, big-dicked girl beaming through your heart.

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#ellie williams #ellie williams smut #ellie williams au #ellie the last of us #ellie tlou #fratadjacent!ellie #works 𖧧࣪#lesbian #ellie williams x you #black!oc #ellie williams x black!oc

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