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Stressed
Pairing: Jamie Campbell bower x Joseph Quinn x Fem!Reader
Summary: You, Jamie, and Joseph are on the press tour in Brazil, and when they realize you're feeling stressed, they offer to help.
Warnings: unprotected sex, oral sex(men and female receiving)
A/n: This is the dirtiest thing I've ever written and I'm profoundly ashamed of it. (Also How the fuck didn't I think of it before!?)Jsyk the alternative title was gonna be Paris
(pt.2)
"So, this is an interesting group they decided to send here, huh?" the interviewer asked, his Brazilian accent coming through strong.
You all looked at each other and laughed "I know right?" you chuckled as Jamie and Joe calmed themself down "When they first told me I was like" you acted confused "Really?" you snorted "That's the team you chose?".
It was objectively a weird one, I mean, None of you had had scenes with each other.
You were in the Cali storyline, Joe in the Hawkins one, and Jamie, obviously, in the lab one.
Sure, you had met at the table read and would see each other on set at times, but you just were not the group anyone would have expected.
"Oh thanks Y/N" Joe looked at you, pretending to be offended
"Yeah, really nice of you" Jamie followed his lead.
"Oh please boys, you know what I meant" you rolled your eyes, still smiling.
"Oh yeah, don't worry. We do" Joseph continued.
You looked at him and couldn't help but burst out laughing as you took in the sassy expression he was making.
You hid your face in your hands and heard both joe and James snort, clearly amused by your inability to stay serious.
"I'm sorry" you breathed " I'm sorry, please begin with the questions" you told the interviewer that had been looking at you confusedly the whole time, clearly not getting half the things you had just said.
"ok" he smiled awkwardly"So, first of all, I have to ask, how are you liking brazil?"
"I just got here yesterday night, so I actually have only seen the inside of this hotel thus far" Jamie answered first
"Y/N and I went to Domo last night, and it was absolutely amazing" Joseph said, mimicking his mind blowing
"Oh yeah!" you exclaimed "it was one of the best meals I've ever had"
"Just the two of you, was it like a date?" the interviewer asked, not missing an opportunity to gossip.
You bit down a smile.
"Well, yes, just us, but it wasn't a date" Joe clarified
"It wasn't?" you feigned shok
Joe shook his head as he grinned "It wasn't. but if you're interested in one, you know I'm always available for you, sweetheart" he smirked.
"oh wow!" the interviewer exclaimed as all the three of you laughed.
You were used to it by now, Joe would always flirt with you and you would always flirt with him, it was kind of a game you played, it didn't actually mean anything.
"he's kidding, don't mind him" you calmed the interviewer down, making all the excitement on his face disappear, as he realized he hadn't gotten a big scoop as he had believed for a moment.
"Well if he's kidding then I volunteer as a replacement" Jamie grinned, making you raise your hands to the sky in exasperation.
God, this poor journalist.
"Who says I was kidding?"Joe raised his eyebrow.
"Guys!" you looked at them frantically "Do I need to remind you that we're supposed to do an interview?" you pointed at the men in front of you.
"Yeah, sorry. Please continue" Jamie chuckled
"Yeah, we'll talk later" Joe said as he gave his cast mate a pretend dirty look.
"That was fun" Joseph said, as he took a drag from his cigarette.
"It was" Jamie agreed as he exhaled the smoke from his mouth.
You had a 15 minutes break from interviews and since both of them smoked, you had gone outside with them, not wanting to be left alone in there.
"Yeah, I'm sure it was for YOU" you scolded them
Both Jamie and Joe chuckled
"Oh come on, you started it" Joe accused you
You made a shocked face, "Me?!" you pointed at yourself.
"yes, you" he grinned, gesturing towards you with the hand in which he had the cigarette.
"And when would I have started it? tell me" you put your hands on your waist.
They looked at each other and snorted at your pose.
"Well," Jamie tilted his head" he's actually right darling"
"You too?" you asked stunned.
They both laughed softly again.
"Will you two stop laughing at me?" you threw your hands to your sides.
Jamie bit down a smile as he turned towards you "I'm sorry, You just look so cute when you're stressed"
Joe nodded in agreement, as he took another drag of his cigarette.
You huffed and rolled your eyes.
"I'm not stressed" you said, trying to sound calm.
They smiled again, and you shot them a dirty look.
"Here" Joseph said, handing you his cigarette "It helps me calm down".
You looked down at it and then up to him again, biting your lip as you considered whether or not to take it.
"Ok" you almost whispered, as you raised your shoulders and took the cigarette from his fingers.
You brought it up to your mouth and inhaled as you noticed both of them staring at you.
"what?" you asked confused, exhaling the smoke.
they looked at each with an understanding look, as if they had been thinking the same thing.
Jamie wet his lips while joe bit down a smirk.
Jamie opened his mouth to say something just as the event organizer appeared beside you
"You have to get in, the next interview is about to start"
You were absolutely exhausted.
As much as doing interviews all day sounded fun, it was actually extremely draining.
You had just now finished doing press for today and you, Joe, and Jamie had decided to go to the hotel's bar to drink something.
"You know, you were right this morning" you said as you sat down on one of the stools in front of the counter.
"I'm sure I was, but about what exactly?" Jamie smiled.
"me being stressed" you explained.
"I don't know." you bit your lower lip "it's just that all of those people constantly asking me the same questions over and over again and having to smile and be polite all the time and having to wake up at 5 after having gone to bed at 2" you caught your breath "It's just a lot, y'know?"
The two of them looked at each other and then at you, there was something in their eyes you couldn't decipher, but they looked like they were talking without actually emitting any sounds.
The silence was killing you.
"I'm sorry" you smiled to relieve the tension "That was" you cleared your throat "that was a lot to take in, I'm sorry."
"Oh no. It's totally fine. I'm sorry you feel that way Y/N" Joseph immediately intervened.
"yeah darling, that must be awful" Jamie said sweetly.
"let me buy you a drink" Joe offered
"Oh thanks" you smiled up at him, as he reciprocated.
As the barman put on the counter each of your drinks you immediately picked up yours and took a big sip.
God, you needed that.
just as you did the two men beside you looked at each other again, the same look in their eyes, the same understanding passing between them.
"You know, as much as alcohol helps relieve stress, there's one method that's unmatched" Jamie said, as he picked up his glass, his eyes never leaving you.
"oh, god if you're suggesting we do drugs I'm gonna respectfully decline. every time I smoked pot in high school I started believing that my friends were plotting my murder" you spat out, making them chuckle.
"No, No, sweetheart. That's not what Jamie meant." Joe looked at you with a knowing smirk.
You looked at them confusedly as they smiled at each other for a brief second before focusing back on you.
Joe placed a hand on your thigh as he leaned into your ear
"They say orgasm is the best remedy"
A shiver made its way through your whole body.
You swallowed thickly as he leaned away, his hand not leaving your body.
"I-I-" you blushed "I-I-don't understand" you mumbled, making both of them grin.
"Well" Jamie placed his hand on your other thigh, and you swore you could feel your heart pounding in your throat "we don't want you to be stressed" he said with a low voice.
"We really don't" Joe stoked your thigh with his thumb "And we'd like to help" he bit his lip.
"What kinds of friends would we be if we didn't offer to?" Jamie asked.
You felt hot. like really hot. like you needed to take a cold shower and then sleep in an igloo naked hot.
You were pretty sure your whole face was red by now and that you had stopped breathing approximately a minute ago.
Were they being serious? Was this some kind of twisted joke?
It was all so confusing.
"I-I don't know" you stuttered shyly.
Jamie wet his lips "We're gonna treat you well Y/N"
"really well sweetheart, you don't have to worry" Joe whispered.
Why was this turning you on so much?
"I-but-" you muttered as you looked at their hands on your legs.
"Darling " Jamie toom your chin with his fingers, making you look up at him."It's just a way to relieve some stress" he said softly.
"It's gonna be fun sweetheart, I promise" Joe whispered to your ear, as another shiver went down your spine.
"O-Ok" you whispered
They looked at you, you didn't know if it was surprise or satisfaction you could see on their faces.
"Ok" you said, more surely this time as you nodded at them.
"Good girl"
You were trying really hard not to make your hand shake as you opened your room's door.
Was this really happening?
You opened the door and got in, followed by both of them.
You walked up to the middle of the room and stopped as you turned around. The sound of your own breathing was the only noise you could hear.
"So" you swallowed nervously "H-how does this work?" you asked.
You really had no idea.
They both glanced at each other before turning to you.
"Is this the first time you've done it this way?" Joe asked
You nodded shyly as he bit his lip, contemplating what to do.
"It's like you would normally do" Jamie explained
"We can start by just kissing" Joe said with a nice voice, like he was doing anything to make you at ease. "You'd like that?"
You nodded as you bit your lip.
"Good" Joe said, as he stepped in front of you." very good" he whispered as he leaned into you and stopped a second to glance at your eyes before gently placing his lips on yours.
you felt bubbles jump and burst into your stomach as you stood on your tiptoes, trying to get a better angle.
He tugged you closer as his hands found your waist and his tongue made its way into your mouth, twisting together with yours.
You whimpered softly as you felt Jamie's hands land on your back while he placed his mouth on your neck, starting a slow trail of kisses.
Jamie's hands slid lower until he found your ass and he started caressing it as Joe's hands came up to cup your face, deepening the kiss.
Your fingers found the back of his neck, sliding into his hair as you moaned softly at the feeling of both of their mouths on you.
Joseph grinned into the kiss before leaning away.
You frowned confused
"It's his turn" he whispered against your mouth, as you felt Jamie's hands come up to your waist and turn you around swiftly.
You squeaked surprised and weren't even given the time to fully stabilize before he pressed his lips onto yours.
This kiss was diffrent,harser...hungrier.
His hands made their way to your back as he pulled you closer.
You felt Joe's fingers trail down your whole body as he admired you.
His fingers found the hem of your skirt as his mouth sucked on a spot on your neck, causing goosebumps to erupt everywhere on your body.
his fingers made their way under your skirt and he started slowly caressing his way from your ass to your core, feeling the wet spot on your panties.
He hissed just as he did
"She's already wet" he groaned.
Jamie took your bottom lip between his teeth and looked at you maliciously before giving your lips another quick peck and leaning away.
your legs were already feeling like jelly.
"get on the bed" Jamie commended, and you looked at him briefly before obeying.
You sat on the bed and they darted at each other, the same mute communication traveling between them.
You swallowed nervously as they walked toward you.
Without saying anything, Joe got to his knees between your legs and looked up at you, while Jamie sat behind you on the bed.
"I'm gonna take this off" Joe breathed out, as his hands found the waistband of your skirt.
"And I'm gonna take this off" Jamie whispered to your ear, as his fingers started unbuttoning your blouse.
Your breathing got faster and faster as you found yourself more and more naked, more...vulnerable.
The desire in your belly was increasingly growing.
"You need to get on all fours sweetheart" Joe said coyly, and you obeyed, having gotten more eager.
in front of you now was Jamie, looking at you with his penetrating blue eyes.
You felt Joe's hands find your panties as he pulled them downs agonizingly slowly, making you whimper.
"Oh,Y/N" he whispered as he passed two of his fingers between your folds, collecting your juices and making you moan faintly.
You were so turned on, every touch was heightened and felt like ice on your boiling skin.
You pushed your waist back, desperately trying to lean into his face.
"Oh baby" he murmured amused before he licked a stripe of your pussy, and groaned with delight "You taste so good" he licked you again "She really does" he told Jamie before gripping your waist and starting to suck on your clit.
"Oh fuck Joe!" you screamed
Jamie chuckled " as much as I enjoy those sounds, I think there's a better use to that mouth right now," he said, gripping your chin, forcing you to look up at him.
He quickly undid his zipper as you kept moaning from the pleasure.
Jamie's cock sprang from his boxers and you froze for a second.
Oh god, that was big.
You gulped and looked up at him with concern "Don't worry darling. I'll be gentle" he reassured you as he placed his tip on the entrance of your already slightly open mouth.
You wet your lips and inhaled before taking him in.
He groaned loudly at the feeling, and you started bobbing your head up and down, hollowing your cheeks to please him even more.
You felt Joe's fingers enter you and you moaned onto Jamie's cock as you continued moving your head.
His hands came up to your head and he gathered your hair up away from your face in a fist, using it to guide your movements.
You felt tears stream down your face as he pushed himself into your mouth and blocked your head down on his cock for a few moments, making you gag.
You caught your breath as he let you go, but had to quickly hold it again as he choked you on his cock once more, this time for longer.
"Oh fuck" he muttered, before letting you go.
You could feel your orgasm building up from Joe's tongue movements, and you moaned loudly as you bobbed your head on Jamie's cock.
"Oh no Y/N" Jamie said, his breathing ragged "You can't come yet" he smirked," We have just gotten started darling" he smirked, before pulling his cock out of your mouth as Joe stopped his movements.
You whined as your pussy clenched around nothing, being denied its release.
Joseph chuckled as Jamie wiped some tears off your face, got up from the bed, and walked beside him.
"You missed out" Jamie said, almost out of breath.
"I'm sure there'll be another time" joe answered
"You ready darling?" Jamie asked, stoking your ass.
"Yes please yes" you begged
"now that's what I like to hear" he mumbled as he positioned himself between you and pushed into you harshly.
"Oh fuck!" you cried out, as he bottomed out completely and his balls hit your ass.
"God, you're so fucking tight Y/N" he groaned as he started moving in and out of you fast.
"OH MY GOD JAM-" you shouted as he kept his pace, making you bounce with each thrust.
You heard Joseph unzip his pants as you felt your orgasm already building up inside your belly.
You turned to your right and saw Joe stroking himself while looking at you, more specifically darting between your tits bouncing beneath you, your pussy getting stretched out and your face making desperate faces.
"I-I " you breathed out "I-I'm close" you stuttered, looking at Joe who was now looking directly at you, his hand not stopping.
"Oh no baby" he spoke "You gotta wait" he said coyly, bending down to be at your level. "You can't come until I say so" he whispered against your mouth before kissing you quickly.
You arched your back as Jamie continued pounding into you relentlessly.
The pressure in your lower belly constantly growing.
"p-please" you cried out
"Please I'm almost there" you pleaded.
"no sweetheart" he stroked your cheek and leaned into your ear "I wanna feel that pussy come around my cock" he said, getting up again.
"Oh f-fuck" you moaned, as Jamie put a hand on your back to have more leverage.
"God you feel amazing Y/N" he growled as his thrusts became more sloppy.
"So fucking tight darling" he continued, as you bit your lip, desperately concentrating on not coming.
"God" he hissed
"My fucking go-" he groaned loudly as he came, pulling out of you a moment before and shooting his cold cum all over your back.
You tried to catch your breath when you felt Joseph's cock pushing into you, making you gasp loudly.
"Oh, Shit" you cried out.
The feeling was different, his cock felt thicker than Jamie's and it was stretching you out in a completely different manner.
he groaned as he felt your tight pussy clench around him.
"you were right" he told Jamie before he started moving in and out of you
"she's fucking tight" he hissed.
"Joseph- fuck" you moaned
"take it all sweetheart" he cooed you
"take it baby" he said as he thrusted hard into you.
"F-Fuck" you stuttered.
you were a mess. Your hair was in your face, your knees hurt, your face was all sweaty and all you were able to do was produce meaningless moans. But you didn't care. You needed to come.
the room filled with your moans, Joe's grunts, and the sound of the bed creaking underneath you as he kept pounding into you.
"I'm close" you exhaled
"please" you begged as a tear streamed down your face
"please" you whispered faintly as the orgasm in your belly formed itself again.
You doubted this time you could have held it, even if you would have wanted.
"please what sweetheart?" Joe grunted
You moaned, as his fingers found your clit and started circling it fast.
You moaned loudly
"What are you begging for Y/N?" he gripped your ass, pushing into you even harder "use your words"
"I-" you tried "I- want to come, Joseph, please please please, let me come" you pleaded.
He groaned "you're so fucking hot when you beg"
"come sweetheart" he hissed, not stopping "Come all over my cock Y/N".
Those words were enough to send you over the edge as you came immediately, screaming and moaning his name incoherently.
Your pussy clenched tightly around him and he couldn't help but come at the feeling, pumping into you all of his cum while grunting your name.
"Fuck" he said out of breath as he pulled out.
You fell onto the bed and turned yourself around, just to see both of them staring smugly at you.
You smiled blissfully at them, through half-lidded eyes.
"I'm not feeling stressed anymore"
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the hair, the smile, the fit, the necklace, THE EYES everything looks so good
HE LOOKS SO GOOD
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He's in a silly goofy mood 🤭
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CALL ME WHAT YOU WANT 𓆩♡𓆪
(Book #1 of the Hellfire Gentlemen's Club series)
𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐍 𝐀𝐔 18+ plz
strip club owner!eddie x fem!exotic dancer! main character
Chapter 012: Vecna’s Curse
Eddie is scared to commit to you? That’s fine. You have a lap dance to treat Henry to anyway — in the infamous red set that EDDIE bought for you.
↳ chapters: 001, 002*, 003** , 004**, 005 , 006 , 007* , 008**, 009, 010, 011, 012* , 013** , 014**, 015, 016**, 017, 018, 019, 020*
somewhat smutty = * , smutty = **
word count: 4k words
NSFW — blindfold kink (*cough* henry), lap dance, grinding, moaning, henry is the whimpering type, shy girl using henry to get off, eddie’s RAGING jealousy
TAKE IT AWAY, JAMIE 🥁🙌🏼
I Put A Spell on You (Jamie’s Version)
“The hooded cultists chant…” Eddie narrates. “Hail Lord Vecna. Hail Lord Vecna. They turn to you, remove their hoods… you recognize most of them from Makbar. But there is one you do not recognize…”
— excerpt from Stranger Things 4: Chapter One: The Hellfire Club.
♡
Eddie is too busy playing D&D with the boys to have any idea what you're up to. It’s just what you wanted, though. Means everything is going according to plan.
“I put a spell on you, because you’re mine.”
Excitement brews within you as you slip on the red DEVIL WOMAN set from Nocturna. When you're done, Max helps to straighten your hair, maintaining it with a generous amount of hairspray, while Chrissy helps you set the final touches of your makeup into place.
"What's up with the blindfold?" Max inquires, nodding towards the piece of cloth tied around your wrist.
"Part of my act," you explain ominously. "I plan on using it on Henry for the first part of my set. He's a...sensitive guy, to say the least."
"You are way too good at this," your sister shakes her head in disbelief, brushing through your hair one last time.
"Intense emotions spark creativity," you shrug, admiring the vixen that is you in the vanity. "No man is leaving unscathed tonight."
It all rings true. Tonight, you have the power. And all of Hellfire is going to know it.
"Well you look absolutely soul-snatching," Chrissy hoots as she takes a good look at you. “You’re gonna have him on his knees.”
You bite your lip in anticipation. " Who? Eddie or Henry?"
"Both," she shrugs. "But since we're on that topic, I just know Eddie is going to come crawling back."
The three of you share a malicious giggle with one another, thinking about all the ways Eddie is going to crumble, seeing another man enjoy you in the set that he bought. He had his chance to commit to you, but now he has to face the consequences of what happens when he doesn't man up on time.
The dressing room door opens. By instinct, you turn to see who it is. In struts Nina, counting the dollar bills in her hands as she just emerged from doing her set at the tip rail.
"Oooh look at you go!" you whistle. "They're loving you out there, mama."
"I'm literally so shook," Nina raves, tucking her bills away into her bag. "This is my best night thus far."
When she's all squared away, Nina makes her way over to you and envelopes you in a warm hug. "You look so fucking sexy! Go kill it out there, girl."
You smile at the compliment, heart fluttering in a room full of girls' girls.
"Thank you, sweetheart," you respond to her, rubbing her back with the utmost adoration. "You too."
Chrissy helps you don your cloak, shielding you from giving away the trick you have up your sleeve. After one final check in the mirror, you're ready to put on a show.
"Ready," you announce with a mischievous grin.
“Go get him, tiger,” Chrissy pats your back.
“You better stop the things you do, I ain’t lyin’. No, I ain’t lyin’”
Your heels click with intention across the cool floor of the club as you strut towards your victim. He's smiling and laughing with all his friends, unsuspecting of the stake you're about to, figuratively, drive through his heart.
"Good game, gentlemen," Eddie concludes as he and the boys wrap up their campaign. "I’ll see you all next week for Rise of Kas. Try not to die in that one, yeah?"
You watch as the younger guys scatter to prep for the rush. Steve and Eddie stay behind to clean up the area. When Steve sees you, he offers you a tender side hug before issuing a kiss hello to your forehead.
"Hey you," Steve smiles.
"Hey," your eyes gleam up at him. "Didn't know you play D&D."
Eddie's eyes travel up to you the moment he hears your voice. He freezes in place the moment you meet his gaze. If he reacted this way to just you with your cloak on — exalting and apologetic — you can't even begin to imagine the look on his face when he sees what you have under it.
But until time brings you to that point, you settle for feigning dissastisfaction while he attempts to strike up a casual conversation.
"He doesn’t, I was just showing him the ropes,” Eddie chuckles, nervously resting his hands at his sides. “He’s doing great though.”
You nod absentmindedly, diverting your attention to Steve ‘The Hair’ Harrington instead.
"You look beautiful, Hargrove," your boss attempts. "More than usual, I mean. Absolutely stunning.”
You can tell he’s already regretful about how he worded things a couple nights ago. The guilt on his face is like no other. But with the guilt comes those eyes. Those charming eyes that will get you to fold every time. Tonight is the exception.
"Thanks," you utter emptily to him.
"You got main stage tonight?"
"No, I've got a semi-private dance," you respond as-a-matter-of-factly.
"Semi-priv..." Eddie tries to figure it out. "What do you mean by that?"
"Hello, hello," a familiar voice greets you guys.
Right on schedule.
Henry makes his way over to you all with the biggest grin on his face. It's weird seeing him in outside clothes. He's dressed in a white t-shirt and black leather jacket, tight black jeans, and black combat boots. The blonde deity flashes you a seductive look.
"Days bleeding into one another again, Creel?" Eddie questions. "You're not on today, remember?"
"Oh yeah, I know," Henry shrugs. "I have a dance today with one of our special friends."
"Oh shit!" Eddie exclaims, going over to give him a celebratory fist bump. "Chrissy agreed to give you one?"
"No, not Chrissy," you chime in. "Me!"
Eddie's eyes widen. Steve's eyes widen.
"Holy shit!" Steve says. "Creel is actually getting a lap dance! That's so out of his comfort zone."
Steve's arms wrap around your waist as he pulls you in front of him. You feel his hardened cock sneak up against your ass.
"And from Shy Girl too?" Steve's voice deepens, rasp factor at an all time high. "You're in for a treat."
"Wouldn't expect any less," Henry blushes.
Henry’s voice is soft, but there’s a hunger in his gaze. Eddie tries to conceal how bothered he is. You see him frantically scanning the club for a sort of scapegoat, a way in delaying the nightmare that is about to ensue.
“Actually…” Eddie clears his throat. “Now that I think about it, we might get busy within the hour. You mind clocking in for a bit to help Jim out front?”
Henry cocks a puzzled brow. “Jim was playing Candy Crush when I dapped him up at the door. Mans is fine.”
“Yeah, the man is fine, Eddie,” you jeer. “And Henry’s been working sooo hard, it’s the least I can do for him.”
Your boss’s jaw clenches when he realizes his plan has fallen through. He’s got no scapegoat, you're dressed like revenge overdue, and his friends are insistent on watching this dance…
He’s screwed.
"If you insist," Eddie mutters sharply. “Tip her well, Creel.”
“Of course, man.”
Eddie excuses himself but remains in the area like a fly on the wall. He scrambles around, greeting regulars with a handshake and dusting off tables, anything to look busy and unbothered by the idea that his presence doesn't affect you the slightest.
But he is seething. Troubled. He can’t read you or your next move and it’s driving him mad.
While you coordinate your routine with the DJ, Argyle escapes from the kitchen. You hear him eagerly yelp when he discovers that Henry is getting a dance, followed by a determined, "I've gotta watch this".
And now that everything is going to plan, you take a moment to gather yourself backstage.
Before you head out, Nancy meets you by the curtains with extra bobby pins that you requested. You assume Chrissy spilled all the beans, judging by the words Nancy whispers in your ears before you head out,
“Give that man hell.”
(he sounds so much like jamie)
HELLFIRE: hell·fire
/ˈhelˌfī(ə)r/(noun): The torment and punishment of hell, envisaged as eternal fire.
"Alright, Shy Girl!" you hear Argyle shout from the pit of VECNA'S LAIR. "Henry is ready when you are."
You give the DJ a nod to start the song. Let the show begin.
“YOU put a spell on ME, I’m losing my mind”
You start your set at the pole, walking a slow circle around it before beginning your dance. Though a dance for Henry only, a crowd outside your immediate circle starts to gather around. Henry is sitting on Vecna's throne, watching inquisitively while you do your introduction. And Eddie follows suit, floating around like a lost puppy.
“You better stop these things. It’s a matter of TIME🕰️”
*DING* a grandfather clock chimes, a sound mixed in by the DJ as he makes the set his own.
The crowd cheers as you strut your sexy self down the stage, smirking to yourself as Henry timidly grips the armrests of Vecna's throne.
Your gaze pans to Eddie. You watch as guests attempt to have a conversation with him in the lair, but he is just not tuned into what they're saying.
Eddie is hypnotized by you, spellbound by a curse that he got himself tangled up in. Oh, how pitiful. To dig his own grave...
“Before I hunt you down..."
Poor Eddie. He has already lost.
"...grab your chin...and kiss your lips…”
You stroke Henry's face as you walk past him, stopping behind him close enough to see the goosebumps and baby hairs rising at the nape of his neck.
You tug on the corner of the blindfold and the knot undoes itself. Henry beams up at you with his eager ocean eyes as you hold the blindfold in your hands. You bend down behind him, exploring his chest with your delicate hands, before tying the blindfold snugly around his eyes.
You check in with your friend. “Are you doing okay?”
“I’m doing just fine,” Henry answers. “Thank you, Shy Girl.”
“Of course.”
“And you bring me back, I lay you down and grab your hips”
Eddie’s claimed a seat now, somewhere towards the back. Though it's harder to see him now, you just know he’s eyeing your technique intently, watching as you slither back to the front of Henry, stroking the bouncer’s face before lowering yourself onto his lap.
Henry’s breath trembles upon realization. He leans back and spreads himself across the chair so you can take up all the space that you needed to make him feel good.
He sucks in a breath.
“Breathe out, Henry…” you encourage him. “Steady breaths… there you go. Relax those shoulders now.”
Henry exhales, sinking his shoulders into flaccidity as he allows you to navigate his lap.
Eddie’s tapping his feet profusely, likely as an attempt to self-regulate. His folded palms rest below his chin as he studies you, attempting to construe whether or not this is something you are genuinely enjoying.
“And we lose all control. And before you know…”
And Eddie should know, that indeed, you are enjoying yourself… and Henry very much.
Henry's hands explore your ass now, and you use this position as leverage to grind yourself against him, your hips rotating to the shape of your stage name spelled out in cursive.
Shy Girl
A soft whimper escapes Henry’s lips as you grind, your ego inflating as he tosses his head back in pleasure.
“What’s the matter, baby boy?” you ask him. “Too much for you already?”
“No,” Henry smiles, seemingly up for a challenge. “I just wanna see your pretty face so bad.”
“Do you now?” you quip.
“Yes I do,” he nods. “Pretty please.”
“Well since you’re being so polite…”
“I put a spell on you, now you’re mine. I’ve got a hold on you, at least for the night.”
Your fingers return to the back of Henry’s neck to rid him of the blindfold you menacingly decided to tease him with. When it collapses, you meet Henry’s starstruck eyes, making sure they process you grinding your hips, exploring his chest, his shoulders, the sensitive parts of his earlobes.
“Fuuuck,” Henry whines. “How are you so good at this?”
“How are you such a good client?” you counter. “So well-behaved for me, Henry.”
Steve and Argyle make their way to either sides of him, showering you with dollar bills because Henry’s hands were occupied. They were exploring your thighs, hovering over your ass, rubbing your back while his mouth praises your every action, your every attribute, your everything.
“Goddd DAMN!” Argyle roars, incentivizing you further.
“What’d I tell you, Creel?” Steve smirks. “Ain’t she something?”
“Fuck yeah, she is,” Henry’s voice is but a barely audible gasp now. “And to think we’ve just scratched the surface.”
He tugs at your cloak pleadingly. You giggle at him, admiring his pretty puppy dog eyes that he’s put on for you.
“You know I can’t help myself when you ask tenderly if I’d dim the lights as your hand brushes me.”
Eddie glares sharply as he watches Henry continue to tug at the strings of your cloak, practically begging you to start stripping for him.
His misery is waiting behind that very garment.
“Wanna show me what’s underneath?” Henry incites.
The lights of VECNA’S LAIR begin to flicker and the classic yellow spotlight quickly changes to red. That’s your cue.
“Thought you’d never ask,” you giggle.
“And the floor swallows your clothes”
You undo the knot of your cloak that tied everything together. Slowly, to the beat of the song, the cloak slips off of you, revealing the beautiful red set.
“Oooh”s, “ahhh”s, and “wooo”s fill the air as the cloak sinks to the floor.
“And your silhouette puts on a show”
From the corner of your eye, you notice Eddie sit right up.
You try to figure out if he recognizes your set or not. But judging by his flustered face, and envious gaze, he sure does. There’s a pain in his eyes as his brows form a sullen arch. You watch as Eddie’s nostrils flare as he jams his fingers into his thighs, digging the balls of his feet into the floor in rout. He can hardly keep himself contained, he’s so angry.
And like a bull at a rodeo, Eddie sees red.
Meanwhile, Henry falls deeper into his state of arousal.
“Wow…” your patron beams. “That’s such a beautiful set, Shy Girl.”
You blush. “You think so?”
“I know so,” Henry insists. “It fits you perfectly. You did a good job.”
“Yeah,” you chime. Then your gaze travels to Eddie who is trying his hardest to conceal his jealousy. “I did do great, didn’t I?”
You allow Henry’s hands to explore all the set’s finest little details, from the little gems to the intricate seams. Henry traces your figure by following the pattern of the set, humming in pleasure to himself at the sight of you.
"That set is gorgeous, baby," Steve coos as he admires you from head to toe. "Did you pick that out yourself?"
“I can’t remember,” you turn to Steve as he rubs your shoulders. “It’s been collecting dust in my closet for a while so I figured I’d wear it today.”
“That was a good choice,” Steve’s voice deepens. “This is my favorite set on you so far.”
"Mm!" an unexpected moan escapes your mouth.
A crinkle in Henry’s pants from his thigh region rides up a nerve ending along your clit. Your mind short circuits from the sheer pleasure of it all.
Soon you forget about the lap dance and start subtly immersing yourself with friction, rubbing harder and harder against Henry’s tense quads as he lets you.
Aside from you, only Henry seems to know what’s going on.
He smirks, the most sinister grin you’ve never seen come from him before. “Find what you’re looking for?”
You nod rapidly, encouraging him to stay in place while you continue to pleasure yourself. He laughs to himself, watching you chase your high on top of him, knowing he's the one who has the reigns now.
“That’s right,” he fawns. “Take what you need from me, baby.”
"Yes Master," you say to him, knowing it's a kink of his. You feel him harden underneath you when he hears those words come out of your mouth.
Curious on whether or not he's still watching, you can’t help but get a glimpse of Eddie. And past the layers of all the strobe lights of VECNA’S LAIR, you meet his eyes.
“You put a spell on me. I’m LOSING my mind”
They’re twinkling. But not in the way you’d want. Soon Eddie's hand aggressively swoops across his eye, as he quickly wipes — what looks like — a teardrop away.
You continue to watch him as he excuses himself from the crowd, pulling his entire weight with him as he drags his feet towards his office.
It's enough to make your cold heart melt. When you see the way his shoulders sulk and how slow he seems to be walking in the busy atmosphere of Hellfire Gentlemen's Club, it dawns on you that you may have taken it too far.
Henry sees your eyes wandering, dwelling on Eddie as they become rather glazed themselves. He directs your focus back to him with his fingers at your chin.
“Why do you cry for him, Shy Girl?” Henry observes. It’s like he can read your mind. “After everything he’s done to you?"
You swallow hard as you struggle to find the words.
"...You give me fever, and drive me insane"
Fuck Eddie. Fuck Eddie. Fuck Eddie.
You've been hurt countless times but you still love with your heart on your sleeve. Why couldn't Eddie do the same?
Sure, his father was abusive and absent. Yours was too. Sure he found his mom dead at the hands of his father and drugs. That was also your childhood experience. Sure he had to grow up rather early just like you did, putting all his needs last while taking care of other family members because no one else would step up. And sure, the only woman he loved enough to marry framed him for a crime he didn't commit, with the idea of inheriting his assets on her mind. You've felt that used before too.
So what if all the people he's ever cared about stabbed him not only in the back, but in the front as well?
...just like you're doing right now.
It really dawns on you this time. You're not any better.
Fuck, you're an asshole. The answer is so clear to you now, you don't understand how you could have been so selfish before. You're both different sides of the same coin, it seems.
"Hm?” Henry tuts when you don't respond. "You think you need Eddie, but you don't. No, no... you don't."
Henry then starts to buck his own hips upwards, grinding along with you.
You feel guilty that Henry feels so good, taunting your clit mercilessly with just the fabric of his dark jeans alone. To distract yourself from all guilt crashing down on you, you start to envision that it's not Henry, but Eddie whose underneath you.
You miss Eddie. You really, really do. You miss his laugh, his random outbursts of energy. You miss how he instantly drew in a crowd no matter where he went. His presence was electricity, sending shockwaves down your body with the slightest skin-to-skin touch. You missed how his fingers felt pulsing in and out of you, curving themselves as he looks you dead in the eye because your pleasure was his utmost concern. You miss his periodic check-ins, how he wouldn't relax until you made it clear that you were okay. You miss how dirty and magical he made you feel, but ultimately how sexy and loved were and felt in his presence, even on the rocky days.
Fuck, Eddie.
"You keep me going in circles with potions and bottles... And I can't escape... I can't escape..."
Fuck, you fantasize. Eddie. Fuck, Eddie.
"I'm lost in your ways... I can't escape, baby."
There's a part in the song that gives you an 'out' from your routine. You wrap up your dance there, completing it with a tender kiss to Henry's cheek as he smiles up at you. The crowd goes wild, and Steve and Argyle continue to spoil you with ones, fives, and tens, enticed by how sultry you made everything look and feel with such little effort.
"Thank you, darling," Henry coos as he rubs your back one final time.
"Any time," you say to him. "I hope I helped alleviate some of your stress."
The boys help you collect your bills while people from all around swarm you with compliments. Eventually, Maxine and Chrissy make their way over to you, ambushing you with hugs and fangirling over your entire performance.
"You did amazing, sis!" Max squeals as she jumps up and down. "You should've seen the look on Eddie's face. Oh you so won!"
"Yeah..." you mumble absentmindedly as you search the club for Eddie. "Yay me..."
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It's the last call now before closing and you're helping everyone shut down their stations. You'd typically be back in the dressing room counting your bills by now, but the inner server in you can't help but stay behind.
"Hey!" Argyle speaks up. "Since all of us are off tonight, anyone wanna go barhopping?"
"I'm down!" Steve agrees. "Night's still young and that was the plan last time we were all together, yeah?"
"Shy Girl, you wanna come with?" Jonathan asks.
"Uh, I gotta count my tips and then get to bed," you say, turning the offer down. "I can close the register if you want, Jon so you can catch up with everybody."
"Oh really? Thanks!"
The group invites Max too, promising they would take good care of your little sister. Chrissy offers to be her DD, since she knows that Max drinks. All of you did, when you were her age.
"Please, sis?" Max begs. "All my discussion posts are done and I wanna turn up before midterms."
"Fine," you mutter, rolling your eyes. "But remember, if it smells weird or stinky..."
"Do not drinky..." Max rolls her eyes as she reaches to grab Chrissy by the hand. "Done deal. Thanks again!"
And soon the group vacates the area, leaving only you behind to shut the place down for the night.
When you're done closing out the register, you gather all your things to start packing up. Suddenly, you hear the locks to a distant door jingle and the doorknob turn slightly to doublecheck.
Eddie's still here.
You hear him start to make his way towards POTIONS, his worn out converse making quiet taps against the stone floor.
The natural light from the windows near the ceiling illuminates into the dark space, revealing Eddie's face and the pained expression that still rests upon it. His eyes are puffy, his demeanor hard to read.
You clear his throat at him.
"I thought you left."
"Nah," he shakes his head. "I like to stay behind for a bit sometimes. Make sure I got everything I need."
"I see..." is all you say.
"Told you that set would bring in a lot of tips."
"There you go again, being right about things," you say in a forfeiting tone.
"I'm not always right."
You can't look at him right now. Not when you've caused him so much distress and he's still choosing to speak to you. You gather your belongings and hold your head down in shame, excusing yourself from the narrative and Eddie's presence indefinitely.
"Whatever you say, Eds," you try to smile. "Goodnight."
Nervous now, you put your cloak back on and make your way out of the bar. You nod to Eddie goodnight and start towards your dressing room to prepare for your drive home.
However, it stuns you again as Eddie turns his heels and follows suit...trailing ever so closely behind you... to the dressing room as well.
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desperate times
pairing(s): peter ballard x fem!orderly!reader
summary: peter’s been frustrated lately. you take notice and decide to help out.
warnings: 18+ content, MDNI! slight dom!reader, oral (m receiving), face fucking, pet names, praise kink, minor st4 spoilers (sort of)
words: ~1.1k
a/n: on my KNEES for this man istg🛐🛐 sorry if this seems rushed, i wrote it within like two hours (there may or may not be a second part coming, though😏) also, please note that there are MAJOR st4 spoilers in the tags!!! enjoy!
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the repeated tapping of a lab-issued dress shoe striking the floor is the only sound, save for the quiet ticking of the wall-mounted clock, that can be heard in the hawkins lab break room. for the most part, the room is usually cleared out this time of day. you glance up from the book you’ve probably read thousands of times, your eyes finding the source of the noise.
seated at a table across the room from you, you find peter ballard, your coworker and fellow orderly. despite seeing one another every day, the two of you never interacted much past the polite greetings when you pass each other in the halls or the catching one other’s eyes during lunch breaks and staff meetings. although, you’ve found that you enjoy watching him, studying his habits, his movements. you’d be lying if you said you weren’t attracted to him.
which is why you can’t help but admire him as he sits almost silently at the other end of the room; the way his eyebrows are drawn together as if being pulled by a string, forming creases in his forehead. the way he lightly chews on his lip as he stares at the table in front of him. the way he readjusts in his seat to try to hide the very noticeable tent in his pants.
you swallow at that last thought, plenty of other thoughts flooding your brain in response to the observation. you notice him looking up at you, but when your eyes return to his face to meet his gaze, he looks away again.
you frown and, after a moment of contemplation, rise from your seat, the shrill cry of the chair legs scraping against the floor breaking the silence. peter looks up again, this time not looking away as he follows your movements with his eyes. you grin, eager to mess with him.
“looks like you’ve got a bit of a problem there, peter.” you comment, eyebrows raised as you briefly cast your eyes down to his lap.
“i-“ the corners of your lips quirk up as he fumbles for something to say, his face turning a beautiful shade of pink.
you reach out and grab his chin lightly, pressing your thumb onto his bottom lip. you drag it downwards before releasing it, watching it fall back into place.
“you want some help with that?”
“what?” his voice comes out as little more than a surprised squeak as he looks up at you, face burning at the suggestion.
you opt not to say anything, instead dropping to your knees in front of him. his breath hitches when you place your hands on the insides of his thighs, spreading his legs apart. you slowly massage your way up his thighs, barely grazing his bulge through his pants before retreating and resting your hands on his upper thighs. he lets out a shaky exhale at the brief contact.
you look up at him through your eyelashes. “is this okay?”
peter swallows, nodding quickly.
“use your words, pretty boy.”
“yes, ma’am.”
you hum in appreciation, leaning in to press a quick kiss to his clothed dick as your hands resume their previous action, touching and stroking him through his pristine white pants. his head falls back and he groans as you reach for his belt, undoing it quickly.
“look at me, peter.” as soon as he pulls his head up, you lean up and connect your lips to his. he hums appreciatively, and you manage to get his pants undone, pulling his cock free from his boxers. from what you can feel, it’s not overly thick, but what it lacks in girth is more than made up for by the length. as you begin to stroke it, using the bead of precum at the tip as lubrication, peter moans into your mouth, and you take the opportunity to slip your tongue in.
peter’s hips buck up into your hand, and you chuckle into the kiss. pulling away, you sink back to your previous position, shooting him a coy glance before leaning forward and pressing a kiss to his weeping tip. you lick a broad stripe up the vein on the underside of his cock, and peter whimpers.
you’re suddenly thankful that you’re kneeling, otherwise you’re pretty sure the sound would’ve made your knees give out.
you moan before wrapping your lips around him and taking him into your mouth. you hear peter mutter a string of expletives above you as his hand comes up to tangle in your hair.
“oh god, y/n. feels so good.”
his words make you moan around his cock. ignoring the gathering wetness in your panties and taking him further, you gag slightly, but his hand tightening in your hair combined with the noises he’s making spur you on.
you grip the outside of his thigh to stable yourself as you quickly bob up and down, your free hand stroking what you can’t fit into your mouth. peter whines, his head falling back as you pull back and swirl your tongue around the head of his cock.
“shit, y/n, i’m so close. god- don’t stop.”
with the hand he has in your hair, he forces you down further on his dick, bucking his hips up into your mouth. you cough around him as he cries out, quickly clamping a hand over his mouth to muffle his moans. within seconds, you feel him fill your throat and loosen his grip on your hair. you pull off of his cock with a pop and swallow the saltiness. leaning in, you give him a soft kiss on the lips, both of you panting into it.
“you did so well, baby. so good for me.” he smiles dazedly at the praise, but it’s soon replaced with a frown.
“what about you?” he asks, gently holding your waist.
you smile. “don’t worry about me, pretty boy. this was about you.”
you fall silent for a moment as he reluctantly stands and begins tidying up his appearance. after a moment of thought, you speak up again.
“if you really wanna make it up to me,” you smile coyly, bringing a hand up to his chin and angling his head to face you, “meet me in storage room b after dinner tonight.”
his pupils dilate as you let your arm trail down his chest. you turn around and walk out, leaving him with a half-hard dick and a fun night to look forward to.
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Simply in love with him
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can y’all imagine peter with a size kink. like he would slowly sink in y/n and she gasp at the fact that he’s too big and say “i-i can’t! you’re too..big” but he would whisper in her ear “shh, you can take me. you’re doing so well. just a little bit more” and once he’s fully in and she’s gotten comfortable with his size, he’s full on ruining her. his animalistic thrusts making them both even more desperate. “such a good girl. always taking my cock so well.” as he repeatedly hit her g-spot sending her over the edge and fucking her over and over.
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Hiiii i love your work sm <3 ur one of my favorite jamie x reader accs, i already requested smth like this a bit ago but theres absolutely no Caius stuff whatsoever (my babys underrated🥹) 😭 i was wondering if you could write a caius smutt? Id love smth with a daddy kink but if thats not smth youre comfy with do whatever ^~^ and maybe the reader being Bellas sis👀 SJSJSJSJ but yea thats all
of course!! i remember getting some caius requests a while ago but i never got around to writing them which is a shame because they had so much potential :( this also turned out a lot longer than i expected! i hope you like it my love <33
Only You- Caius Volturi x Fem!Reader
summary: caius had offered you a life of everlasting luxury, all you had to do was leave your life behind
warnings: contains smut!! daddy kink (hoping and praying it isn't cringey!), oral (f! receiving), unprotected sex
notes: caius my beloved i don't write enough for him :(
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“Why don’t you think about it, hm?” His thumb was placed under your chin, tilting your head up so you would look at him.
“I just… I don’t want to leave my family- my sister!” You frowned, thinking about how Bella would react if you had suddenly ‘run away from home’.
“Your sister is a fool, my dear. She’s already in a relationship with one of us. But-”
“Edward? That can’t be true! He still goes to school, he’s not a- he can't be a… vampire.” The word tasted bitter on your tongue as your eyes met Caius’ again.
“Oh, but he is. But you see, he isn’t like us. He lives a very different life, one very similar to yours. A very repetitive, tiring, mundane life. But, my darling, I can change that for you. All you have to say is one word, then you will be mine- and I will be yours- forever.”
You looked back down at your shoes, a pair of dark red heels you had bought especially for this visit, and thought. You were tired of your life as it was, a dead end 9 to 5 job, living in your fathers house as you couldn’t afford the rent on your apartment, it felt like you were living the same day over and over again and there was no way out. But this could be the way out. There was nothing Caius couldn’t offer you. A never ending life of luxury, who would be so stupid as to turn it down?
“I’ll think about it.” You promised him, “I will return tonight and leave with you if the answer is a yes. But if I decide not to, then this will be goodbye.”
He gently stroked his cold fingers over your cheek as he nodded his head.
“We return to Volterra at midnight, if you decide to come with us.” Was all he said before he turned around and walked away, leaving you by yourself in the alleyway.
You had a decision to make. And you had 4 hours to make it.
However, there was no decision to make, you already knew what you were going to do. And you knew there was going to be no regret in doing so.
By the time you returned home, it was almost 9pm. You were glad to see Charlie wasn’t home, and you had been told Bella was at the Cullen’s house, so you rushed into the kitchen and pulled out a page of paper from one of Charlie’s notepads and scribbled an apology note, explaining that you were leaving tonight, that this town was holding you back, and telling them not to contact you as you were leaving your phone behind. You took your phone from your bag and placed it next to the note, before heading to your bedroom.
You took your old gym bag and started filling it with clothes- although you knew you wouldn’t need them, Caius would spoil you with dresses made of the finest velvet and silk, and anything else you could possibly want. You also packed the only photo you had of you and you and Bella, in a photo frame she had made you at school. You hated the thought of leaving your little sister behind, but there was a chance that you weren’t. If she was already in a relationship with Edward, there was a possibility that she would also become one of them.
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You had made it back to Volterra, Caius did not let you out of his sight the entire journey. Every time Marcus or Aro (or even Alec) would make a comment about you or Caius’ relationship, he would only hold you closer and remind them of how he would turn you in the morning, once you had rested, and that you were sure to become more powerful than they could imagine, which made you smile to yourself.
Later that night, Caius had shown you around where you will be staying, and you couldn’t believe how beautiful the room was. The walls were a deep red, as was the bedding, but there were also gold accents such as a few decorative vases, and curtains that covered the door to the balcony. Everything looked so luxurious, so expensive. You were sure you were dreaming.
“Caius,” you gasped as you looked around the room, “this is beautiful!”
“Look in the wardrobe, I hope you like what was chosen. I don’t know anything about your personal style, but-”
“Oh my gosh!” You pulled out a dark red nightgown, it looked quite short as you held it up, and that was when you noticed the black lace that decorated the hem of the dress.
Something shifted inside of Caius, a smirk began to creep onto his lips as he walked over to you.
“I think you should try it on, baby.” He said, his fingers lingering on the hem of your t-shirt.
“Do you think it’ll look good on me?” You asked, in a seductive tone as you turned around to face Caius.
“You would look heavenly in anything.” He said, leaning down to your ear to whisper “or even nothing at all.”
At that, you decided you couldn’t take it anymore, and you kissed him. He seemed surprised by it at first, but he soon began to take control and kissed you back. There has been so much sexual tension between the two of you ever since you first met. He knew from the beginning that he wanted you by his side forever, and you knew you wanted to take him to bed. And here you were.
You were quickly stripped of your t-shirt by his quick hands, tearing it in two as he pushed you down onto the bed. You giggle as your back hits the mattress, before he captures your lips again in a hungry kiss.
"Caius I-"
"Darling, that isn't my name…" He says, giving you a teasing look. His eyes sparkled when you replied,
"Sorry, daddy."
"Now, that's my good girl." His lips returned to yours once more as his hands slid down your body, your back involuntarily arched as he slid your trousers down your legs, followed by your panties, leaving you in nothing but your bra.
After noticing this, you reached around your body to take your bra off, but you were stopped.
"Now you're with me, sweetheart, you'll never have to lift a finger. Daddy will do anything for you, all you have to do is be a good girl for me, okay?" He unclasped your bra and slid it off your body, dropping it to the floor beside him.
The way he looked at your body surprised you, nobody had ever looked at you like this before. He looked like he had just won the lottery, or he had just been told the best news of his life. His eyes took in the sight of your breasts for a moment, cupping one with his hand and brushing his thumb over your nipples which caused you to let out a breathy moan as your eyes fell shut. He repeated this action on your other boob, and you found yourself spreading your legs apart further, your back arching and your cunt begging to be touched.
“Caius-” You were cut off, unable to finish your sentence, by the vampire biting down on your shoulder- not to turn you, but as a warning. “Daddy,” you corrected yourself, panting as he continued to toy with your nipples, “I need you to touch me.”
“But I am touching you, darling.” He teased, his lips pressing gentle kisses over the spot where he had bitten you, “how do you want me to touch you, hm?”
“I want you to… use your fingers… down there.”
“Ah, I see,” he chuckled, shaking his head as he pushed himself up, holding your legs to keep them spread for him as he moved down to get a better view of your aching cunt. “Awh, sweetheart,” he mocked you as he ran a finger up and down your slick folds, “is this all for me?”
“Yes, daddy. Only you.”
It was as if your words carried magic, as his face was buried between your thighs in an instant, his tongue delving into your core. He finally got a taste of you, and he was certain he would never get enough of this.
Your back arched impossibly further and your nails dug into his shoulders through his black silk shirt. His tongue was circling your clit, then he was sucking the nub between his lips, and then you felt one of his hands on your thighs move, and he was teasing a finger over your hole, feeling your cunt pulse as he pressed the tip of his finger inside of you before pulling it back out again and circling your hole once more.
He enjoyed teasing you like this, after years or even decades of having nobody to touch in such a way, he never wanted this to end. But as you were still a human, he knew your body would not be ready for his yet, and he was trying his hardest not to flip you onto your stomach, prop your hips up and fuck you brainless. But it was impossible to resist when your moans escaped your lips, they were like music to his ears, but he wanted to make sure you were ready.
He had given in, he slipped his middle finger into your hole and let go of your clit with a ‘pop’ sound. As he fucked you with his finger, he decided you were ready to take another one, so his index finger joined the first one in stretching you out.
“Darling, I’m afraid of hurting you if we go any further. You need to let me know you’re definitely okay with this, I’m being serious.”
“I can take it,” you panted, looking up at him through half-lidded eyes, “please.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, daddy.”
It only took seconds for him to strip off his clothes, he was then completely bare in front of you. You’d be lying if you said your eyes didn’t shoot straight towards his cock, but the sight of his beautifully sculpted torso made your cheeks flush, and you suddenly felt a little self conscious in front of him. You tried to push that feeling aside, especially when your eyes found their way to his cock again. It was a little bigger than anything you had taken before, which excited you more than you expected.
“You have done this before, right?” He asked, gently as he stroked his cold hand up and down your thigh, returning to his place, kneeling between your legs.
You nodded your head, and he seemed to feel a little relieved.
“Only twice- both with humans.” You thought you should clarify.
“That’s okay, sweet girl. It’s just a little bit different for us.”
He took his cock in his hand, pumping it a couple times in his fist before he rubbed the head against your clit, making you bite down on your lip as he had left you feeling very sensitive.
“You see,” he began as he brought the tip of his cock down towards your hole, lining himself up with you, “we don’t get tired very easily,” he started to move his hips, the first couple inches sliding into you with a surprising ease, “that means I could take you all night and not have to stop, I could watch you come apart again and again and not grow tired,” once he was fully inside of you, stuffing you to the brim, he looked down at you and into your eyes, “but it won’t be like that tonight, darling. I don’t want to hurt you, and I haven’t done this in quite a while, I may not be able to control myself.”
“It’s okay,” you reassured him, “don’t be afraid to be rough with me. I can take it. I promise.”
At that, you felt his hips move and his dick twitch, and he began to slip his cock out of you, so just the tip remained, before pounding back into you, earning a breathy moan from you, and him to mutter lewd words under his breath as your cunt pulsed around him.
“I love you so much, you’re such a good girl for me, aren’t you?” He asked, his brows furrowed as his hips began to thrust at such a pace you had to wrap your legs around his waist and dig your nails into the bedsheets in hopes to keep you from floating away, because it felt better than anything you had ever felt before.
“Yes, daddy. Always your good girl.” You babbled, words spilling from your lips without any thought process. You were unable to think about anything other than the pleasure he was giving you.
You could feel him deeper inside you than you’ve ever felt before, he was hitting spots you never knew were there, causing your brain to feel fuzzy, along with your tummy. You could also feel a knot starting to tighten in your stomach, which felt like it could snap at any point, sending you over the edge.
“I love you too,” you finally said back, “so much, so so much.”
“I know, sweet girl.” He said, a sympathetic smile on his lips, knowing you were getting close.
He flipped the two of you over, he was now sat against the headboard and you were sat on his lap, bouncing on his cock, desperately chasing your high.
You felt his hips begin to thrust upwards, and his cock was even deeper than it had been before. His hands were placed gently on your hips, as to not bruise your skin. He guided you up and down on his length, and you threw your head back, shameless moans spilling from your lips.
“Oh, fuck, I’m so close. Please, please can I-”
“Shh, it’s okay, I’ve got you. I’m right here. Cum for me, show me how good I make you feel.” His thumb stroked over your clit, helping to push you over the edge.
In moments, you felt the white hot pleasure rush through your body, making your thighs tremble beneath you as you collapsed onto Caius’ chest, your body going limp, trying to process the most powerful orgasm you had ever experienced.
As your walls clenched and pulsed around his cock, he was pushed over the edge and his hips bucked up as he spilled his seed inside of you, causing you to whimper due to the overstimulation. He apologised and kissed your forehead, holding your warm body close to his cold chest as you came down from the aftershocks of your orgasm, and when you finally returned to reality, you turned your face to look at Caius, giving him a lazy smile as his fingers combed through your hair soothingly.
“There she is,” he smiled, trying to help you get comfortable on his lap, forgetting his cock was still buried inside you. You let out a groan when you felt it twitch, you weren’t sure you were ready for round two as you suddenly felt overtaken by tiredness, you could feel it in your bones.
“I don’t think I can go again, I’m sorry-”
“No, no, don’t apologise. You need to rest, my dear. I’ll stay here as long as you need, but if you’d rather sleep by yourself that’s perfectly fine.”
“Stay.” Was all that you could say before your eyelids fell shut once more, and you dreamt of the life you would live with Caius. You dreamt of a big home, the sun shining through the windows and onto your white bed sheets. You dreamt of waking by the side of your newly wed husband. You dreamt of all the possibilities that came with living forever, with your love by your side.
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you know you want me, baby
plot: you just finished university and started your first work in, what you think, is a hospital. when peter first sees you he just knows that he has to have you. and who are you to deny him…
warnings: degrading, p in v, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it, guys!), oral (f receiving), slight public (people walking by), slight sub&dom dynamic, age gap (peter is 31 and reader is 23), humiliation kink, slight praise, orgasm denial, overstimulation, slight bondage, size kink (?)
words: 4,1k
notes: hi guys! this is actually my first time ever writing smut! i would love some feedback! also english is not my first language! enjoy!
tbh, i don’t give a fuck if you’re a minor, what can i say? we all get horny
when you first walked into the hospital where you would be working from now on, you were quite perplex.
you expected to see lots of old people, or at least adults. but there were only kids. kids with buzzcuts, all wearing the same clothes, if you could call those white and grey dotted hospital gowns clothes, and all of them looking rather healthy, upset and numb but healthy, considering that they were in a hospital.
at first you thought that you were in the kids wing of the hospital. what made you doubt this assumption was that there were no clouds, rainbows and animals drawn on the walls like there would usually be in the kids wing.
as you walked down the hallway you noticed that every door had one number printed on it. at the very beginning of the hallway the numbers started, or more like ended, with the number 012. and at the end of the hallway the numbers ended with number 002. you weren’t exactly sure why there wasn’t a number one and were just about to ask one of the women walking past you, who you assumed were other nurses, why there wasn’t 001 anywhere but out of the corner of your eye you could see Dr.Brenner walking towards you.
you turned to him, a dazzling smile on your lips, which Dr.Brenner returned. “Hello, Ms Y/L/N. Already making yourself familiar with your new workplace?”. You gave him a nod and walked towards him, “I have a few questions to this place though”. Dr.Brenner nodded and motioned for you to follow him, “let’s talk about this in my office.”.
you walked after him while looking at every door you were passing to see if any of the doors were room 001. (no they weren’t. door 001 was nowhere to be found.)
shortly after you and Dr.Brenner walked into a fairly big room, which must be his office. Dr.Brenner sat down behind a big white desk, motioning for you to take the seat opposite to him. you sat down and looked around, scanning his office, memorising every single detail in the room. when your eyes are fixed on Dr.Brenner again he begins to talk, “so, you said that you had a few questions, Ms Y/L/N?”.
you nod, “yeah well, first of all, is this a kids hospital? because while i was walking i could only see kids.”
Dr.Brenner smiles swiftly, “yes, you could call it a kids hospital.”. you smile back at him before stating your next question, “so, why is there no room 001? i’ve been looking at every door, but 001 is nowhere to be found.”
you noticed Dr.Brenner’s shoulders tensing slightly before he answered you, “we don’t have a number one.”
you furrow your brows, “are the numbers kids? why would you-“. you got cut off by a knock at the office door. before you could ask Dr.Brenner to let you finish your question he shouted for the person to come in.
you turned around, and in the doorway stood a handsome, quite tall man in a completely white, flawless satire. he had a dazzling smile on his lips. the man had blonde perfectly styled hair and stunning blue eyes.
Dr.Brenner was the first one to speak, “Mr.Ballard, is there anything i can help you with?”. the man, whose last name is assumingly Ballard walked into the door, not sparing you a glance, but what you didn’t know is that he already saw you, strolling into the ‘hospital’. “No sir, i just wanted to volunteer to show our new nurse around.”. Dr.Brenner nodded and smiled at him before turning to you, “would you like a tour, Ms Y/L/N?”.
you returned Brenner’s smile and nodded, “i would really appreciate that.”. Brenner turned back to Mr.Ballard before speaking, “you two are supposed to call each other by your last names. all the time. but, Mr.Ballard’s full name is Peter Ballard.”
Dr.Brenner turned back to you and smiled, “if you want to ask me any other questions, you know where to find me.”
and with this sentence Peter offered you his hand. you smiled at him and happily accepted his hand and got out of the chair.
you two walked out of the office together and you turned to him after the door closed behind you two, “so, why you, Mr.Ballard?”.
he turned to you and shook his head, “i don’t understand. why me?”.
you chuckled, “why did you volunteer to show me around?”. Peter smiled, “can’t a man be a gentleman these days?”.
you smiled at him before turning to looks at the doors he pointed to.
after 30 minutes of pointing at doors and explaining where to find which nurse at which time you finally built up the courage to ask him how old he is.
he turned to you and sighed, “we aren’t supposed to talk about this. we’ll get in trouble when we know more about each other than absolutely necessary for our job.”.
you pouted and shook your head, “but Dr.Brenner told me your first name, even though i don’t need it.”
peter scratched at invisible dirt at his pants, mumbling under his breath, “i’m 31”. your eyes widened slightly before you smiled, “you look younger, Mr.Ballard. well, since you already broke the rule, why shouldn’t i? i’m 23.”
peter’s head snapped up to look at you, “you’re quite young, Ms Y/L/N.” you chuckled and looked up at him, giving him your best angry expression, “are you saying that i look *old*?”. peter looked at you with a bewildered expression, “no, no i-i didn’t mean that! i just meant that-“. peter’s rambling was cut off by your laughter, “you’re so cute. this was a joke, pretty boy.”.
you reached up to pat his shoulder and walked off, not before turning back to him and giving him your a sickly sweet smile and a slight wave.
and this was the moment when peter knew that he had to have you. he had to be the one to make this cockiness of yours turn into pure submission.
submission to him.
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later that day you laid on your bed in your new room, smiling to yourself. you were quite happy with yourself, you had gotten to know everyone and the kids were already really fond of you.
you rolled onto your stomach and grabbed your book from your nightstand, deciding that you would read a little bit before going to sleep.
you were an hour into your reading when your door opened and closed soon after with a quiet ‘thud’. you turned your head to see peter standing in your room.
you were about to say something to him, ask him why he’s here, but peter put his finger to his lips and shook his head.
you sat up in bed and peter walked over to your bed. he placed his hands softly, oh so softly, on your shoulders, leaning down to your face. “can i kiss you?” he whispered, so close to your lips that you could taste his breath.
you were shocked but you nodded your head anyways and his lips were on yours in a matter of seconds. you returned the kiss rather softly compared to his feverish kissing.
peter bit down on your bottom lip making you gasp, giving him the perfect opportunity to slip his tongue inside your mouth. while his tongue explored your mouth he guided you backwards onto the mattress.
after a few minutes you pulled away, panting and peter moved down to kiss your neck. while you were trying to catch your breath peter found your sweet spot and started nibbling and sucking at it which made you let out a strained moan.
peter smiled and moved further down to your collarbone, his eyes fluttering up to yours, searching for any kind of discomfort.
he’s satisfied to see that your mouth is slightly agape and your brows are furrowed. “please let me take your shirt off, y/n.”. you bit your lip and looked at him, nodding your head.
peter didn’t waste a second before he started unbuttoning your shirt. he let out a groan when he saw your lacy white bra.
all of peter’s prayers were finally heard. they sent him his rescuing angel.
he pressed a few small kisses in the valley of your breasts while fondling with your breasts. his thumb brushed over your nipple and he felt you shudder, making him chuckle. “so sensitive for me, sweetheart?”.
he guided his hand under the small of your back, slightly pressing you upwards to show you that he wants you to arch your back. you did as he wishes and he reached behind you to undo your bra. the moment your tits were free peter began nibbling, suckling and even slighty biting at your right nipple while twisting and pulling the other one with his hand.
you let out a breathy moan and burried your hands in his hair, pulling his soft blonde locks softly.
peter took his mouth off your nipple, a soft ‘pop’ being heard in the room. he gives you a crooked grin, which made your heart flutter with adoration, before moving over to your other nipple, doing the same thing he just did to your right nipple.
after a while he got bored of that little game of his and decided to suckle at the soft flesh under the swell of your breasts, leaving purple and red splotches all over your breasts.
when he was satisfied with the marks he left on you, and how sensitive and puffy your nipples were he started kissing down your stomach.
his fingers curled around the waistband of your brandnew uniform skirt, only raising his eyes swiftly to yours to search for your approval.
you nodded, your eyes watching his every movement as he slowly, teasingly pulled down your skirt. a smirk slowly creeped up his lips as he saw that you weren’t only wearing matching panties to your bra, but there was a stain of your arousal right in front of him.
he tsked at you and shook his head, “you’re a dirty slut, aren’t you? so desperate for me that you’re fucking soaking yourself, embarrassing.”.
but in fact, he didn’t find it embarrassing at all, it only made his painfully hard errection grow even harder, if that was even possible.
he was contemplating to just give in to the urge to rock pathetically into the duvets.
peter looked up at you while tracing the outline of your pussy through your panties, “mhh, let me make you feel good, angel.”
you looked down at him and took a shaky breath. you looked into his eyes which were now no longer the dazzling blue from earlier, but a darker shade which showed you just how much he wanted you. you were just about to nod when you heard quiet talking outside, your eyes snapping to the door immediately.
it was that moment that you realised what you were doing.
it was one thing to disobey the rule of knowing each other better than you’re allowed to by telling each other how old you are, but this? you two definitely shouldn’t do this.
you looked down at peter with worried eyes, “maybe- maybe we shouldn’t, peter…”. peter just gave you a sweet smile and rested his hands on your stomach, “we won’t get caught, angel. i’m gonna make sure we don’t get caught. and besides, you shouldn’t feel ashamed of what makes you feel good. now, please let me taste you.”
you looked down at him and nearly moaned out loud when you saw the desperation etched into his gorgeous features and the way his lustful eyes kept flickering between your pussy and your eyes.
you bit your lip and nodded softly, “o-okay”, peter smiled at you and pressed a grateful kiss to your thigh.
peter hooked his fingers under the fabric of your panties and pulled them down. he let out a quiet groan when your glistening folds were exposed to him.
he pulled your panties off your legs and pocketed them without your notice.
for later times of desperation, he told himself.
peter took his thumb and spread your pussy lips to see your dripping hole. “you’re such a messy girl, aren’t you? i’ve barely even touched you and you’re dripping” he smirked and circled your hole with the tip of his pointer.
your hips bucked towards him and he stopped every kind of movement and pressed the palm of his hand onto your abdomen.
“stay still or i will leave you here like this, dripping and whining desperately for someone to touch you. just like a bitch in heat.”
you whimpered and shook your head, “please touch me, peter.”. his head slowly bent further down to give you a last chance to push him away. but when you whined and pulled at his hair he let any kind of guard he ever had up, down and licked a bold stripe up your pussy with the flat of his tongue.
you leaned your head into the pillow and bit the soft cushion to prevent any kind of noise that’d may escape your mouth as peter started giving your clit a few little kittenlicks.
soon, peter got tired of teasing and started nibbling and sucking at your clit. you moaned into the pillow and arched your back.
peter’s eyes flicked up to find yours staring at him intensly. you felt his perfect lips curve into a smirk as your hole fluttered when his eyes met yours.
peter focused on your pussy again and pushed his tongue into your hole, letting out a moan against you which made you shudder from the vibrations.
you let out a strained moan “p-peter… ple-ase…let me make you feel- oh fuck…- good too..”
peter’s eyes flicked up to yours, he popped his mouth off your clit for a moment just to mumble a “feeling so good when i’m buried between your thighs, angel…” before diving in again and starting to suck and nibble at your clit harder and more urgently while sneaking a finger inside of your throbbing hole.
you threaded your fingers through his curls and bit your lip while bucking your hips onto his face. peter watched you intently while suckling at your clit.
he slowly sunk another finger inside of you and felt you squeeze his fingers tighter. your eyes fell shut and you let a very audible moan slip through before you clasped your own hand over your mouth.
you’ve obviously had sex before, but nothing compared to this. peter was so skilled that you were seeing stars already and he was barely eating you out for ten minutes.
“‘m close… so close, peter!” you suddenly chimed up, your voice slightly pitched due to your nearly graspable orgasm.
only a few more seconds, you already saw it dangling before you… so close…
suddenly peter pulled away and gave you a sadistic smile that quickly turned into a faux pout. he leaned down and gave your clit a last gentle kiss which made you jolt before he leaned up to your ear and whispered; “so close… yet so far”.
he chuckled and pulled your bottom lip out of it’s pout. “don’t look at me like that, angel. you’ll get to cum soon enough.”
with that peter kneeled on the bed and began to undo the buttons of his shirt. you scrambled to get up too to take his belt off before he, not so gently, pushed you back on the bed.
“you’ve gotten no permission to touch me, as far as i remember, slut.”
as so often your own body and your dirty dirty mind betrayed you and you just had to rub your thighs together which made peter let out a taunting laugh. “what a desperate little thing you are, angel. don’t worry, i’ll teach you manners soon enough.”
he kept unbuttoning his shirt agonisingly slow and when it was finally off your eager eyes practically devoured him alive. you scanned every inch of skin that you were able to see so carefully, you were sure you could make out every single pore.
but what your lust clouded mind didn’t notice was a little tattoo at his left wrist. just a black splotch from far away that every clearthinking person would’ve noticed.
well, you weren’t clearthinking anymore. the only thing you could think about was how handsome peter is and the itch between your legs.
you didn’t register that peter took any more clothing items off until he hovered over you again. “turn around” were the words he whispered next.
you flipped yourself over onto your stomach and peter pulled your hips up into the air. he grabbed both of your wrists and held them behind your back before a smooth leather band held them together.
his belt.
before you could react you could feel his hips grinding against your ass and his warm back leaning over yours.
his hot breath hit your ear as he whispered “you think you can take me, angel?”. you nodded eagerly into the pillows and whined. “yes yes… please, peter…”
he placed a kiss on your cheek before sitting up on his heels and giving his cock a few pumps. you crained your neck to look at him and let out a soft moan at the sight.
his hair was messy from your pulling on it earlier, his lips puffy from eating you out and his eyebrows pulled together in cause of the tiniest friction of his cock after it being neglected for so long.
he guided his tip towards your leaking entrance and slid his cock up and down your messy cunt a few times before returning to your entrance.
peter placed a hot palm on your lower back and rubbed some reassuring figures on the soft skin. “you ready, angel?”.
you gave him a nod and looked back at him again. “yes, yes ‘m ready!”, you said eagerly.
peter leaned down and gave you a soft peck on the lips before pushing your head back into the pillows.
peter guided his cock slowly into you and groaned loudly when he bottomed out. he stayed still for a minute before starting to grind his hips against your ass.
you moaned into the pillows when peter finally started to thrust into you. his hips pulling away and snapping forward at a steadily building pace.
you bucked your hips back towards him and muffled your moans in the pillows, along with your pleads for him to go faster.
by the time peter was thrusting into you hard and fast like you wanted from the beginning on, you were already close again in cause of your sensitivity from your orgasm being taken away so close to the peek.
if it weren’t for peter holding your hips up and slamming them towards his you would’ve long ago collapsed on the bed.
you turned your head to look at peter with pleading eyes. he looked down at you and cocked his head with a faux pout; “what is it, angel? are you close, hmm?”
you nodded and stuttered out a broken yes, your legs twitching from your impending orgasm. peter kept his pout on and tried to hide the evil smile behind it; “y’gonna have to hold it, angel. gonna have to wait f’me to cum.”
you groaned frustratedly and snapped your eyes shut.
to make matters worse peter reached a hand down and started playing with your clit. your eyes flew open and looked at him with frustrated tears prickling in your eyes.
“p-please let me cum, peter…”; peter shook his head disappointingly and pulled his lips down into a frown. “you’re such a greedy slut, aren’t you? can’t even wait for me to cum with you.”
you moaned loudly as your hips started jerking back to his, “please, peter…”. he gave you another disappointment look but whispered ‘cum’.
you let out a string of thank you’s while your legs now trashed under you and you came around peter’s cock.
when you came down from your orgasm you noticed that peter was still pumping into you. you whined and tries to squirm away from him; “stop, peter. ‘s too much… already came!”
peter let out a low grunt and kept slamming his hips into yours. “well too bad that i didn’t cum yet. you gotta wait for me to be finished with you, angel. i will stop when i feel like it.”
you lowered your head back into the pillows your whole body jerking from aftershocks and overstimulation.
you felt peter’s grip tighten on your hips and hus thrusts getting more eratic. “oh, angel, ‘m gonna fill you up so good… you’ll never even think about another man.”
you whined and bucked your hips against his; “please, peter… need y’cum!”. peter gripped onto your hair with one hand and pulled your head up, he leaned down and hissed into your ear “tell me how badly you want my cum, angel.”
you moaned loudly, uncaring if anybody heard at this point and bucked your hips again. “need it so bad, peter. wanna have y’babies. please fill me up… needa feel full.”
peter groaned and threw his head back, “such a dirty slut you are. pretending to be a good innocent girl meanwhile you are begging me to fill you up. dirty, dirty girl.”
peter hips jerked into you erraticly a few times before you felt his hot cum shooting into you.
you squeezed for eyes shut and stiffled a moan at the unknown feeling. peter’s hips jerked a few more times while he came down from his orgasm before he pulled out.
he unbuckled the belt from around your wrists and kissed the sore red spots of where the belt strained against your wrists.
he grabbed onto your hips softly and turned you onto your back. as soon as you could see him you gave him a tired smile which he returned.
he leaned down to press a soft kiss onto your sweaty forehead and brush a few strands of hair from your face. “such a good little angel for me.”
you smiled at the praise and crained your head to peck peter’s lips. his hands were carresing the red fingertip prints on your hips before one hand trailed lower.
you felt his fingers inside of you before your brain could catch up with what was happening. your hips tried to jerk away from his touch but he held them down firmly.
peter looked away from his fingers stuffed into your cunt to look up at you. “shh, angel. ‘s alright, just gotta make sure that all of my cum stays inside of you.”
he gave you a soft smile and fucked his fingers into you a few more times before he was satisfied with his work.
he pulled his fingers out and tapped your lips with them. “open your mouth and suck my fingers clean, angel”
you opened your mouth and started sucking his fingers obediently while holding eye contact with him. he let out a groan while holding eye contact, “don’t tempt me, angel.”
you popped your mouth of his fingers and he smeared your spit onto your cheek before leaning down to kiss you.
“i’ll be back tomorrow, angel. keep my cum inside you, i’ll check. and i warn you to behave tomorrow and not even think of washing your messy little cunt.” he pecked your lips one last time before he got up to get dressed.
you pouted and watched him get dressed, “y’not gonna cuddle me?”. he turned to look at you and sighed, “i wish i could, angel. but we’re gonna get caught if i stay here for the night.”
you nodded and looked at the clock on your night stand, “are you gonna get back safely?”
he smiled at your concern but he bit his smile back when you looked at him, “i’m not gonna get caught, i promise, angel.”
he leaned down to give you a last peck on the forehead before scrambling out the door.
you curled up under your blankets and smiled happily, the time here could be more fun than you’d imagined.
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Peter Ballard | 001 smut + fluffy aftercare ꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱
"he loved fucking you up like this, making you melt underneath him"
Warnings+summary: Gender-neutral/non-gendered language, female anatomy, PinV, cunnilingus, fingering, hair pulling, spitting, some pet names, begging, abrupt beginning, no real storyline just straight up fucking.
This is the first fanfiction I've written since middle school, don't judge me too harshly or I'll cry ❤️🩹
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Peter pulls your hair from behind, using his other hand to grab your hip tightly as he slams into you, bottoming out with nearly every thrust, causing you to whimper underneath him. You gasped as you felt an invisible force putting pressure on your sensitive clit, rubbing slow, teasing circles in your wetness.
His breathing hitched as you reached back, digging your nails into his thighs but it didn't slow him down. He'd never admit it out loud but he liked the pain you inflicted on him. He was ravenous, muttering strings of curse words under his breath as you tighten your grip on his thigh.
You felt him tighten his hand on your hip, yanking your hair back harder, speeding up his already wild thrusts. "God. feels so- fucking good." He stuttered out. "Where do you want me to cum, baby?"
"Cum inside me Peter, please" you whined loudly. this sent him over the edge, head tilted back, hips bucking into you in irregular thrusts, sending tingles through your body as he hit your most sensitive areas. You loosened your grasp, exhausted as he finished inside you.
He pulled his now sensitive cock out, gasping through gritted teeth. He relaxed his grip on your hair but did not let go completely. He guided you by your hair to flip over and spread your legs for him.
He quickly knelt in front of your core and began eating your pussy like he was starving. Swollen lips crashed into your skin as he sucked and licked circles around your clit, sending butterflies and tingles through your core. As you grew closer to your orgasm, your legs couldn't help but try to squeeze shut. You were already sensitive from him fucking you. Peter forced them down with his hands as he continued eating you. "please, please" you said, running your fingers through his soft blonde hair erratically. "Please what, hmm?" he groaned into you. You could practically feel him smirking.
"Please, can I cum?" you blurted without hesitation. Sticking 2 fingers inside you as he stopped licking just to say, "Yes, baby. Cum for me". He thrust his fingers into you just right, curling gently, continuing to lick you and still holding your leg down with his free hand. You exploded under his touch. Uncontrollable waves of pleasure overtook your body as you felt yourself clenching around his fingers. "Hmm, I love seeing you like this" he rasped against the sensitive skin of your pussy, leaving you with one last kiss on your now delicate clit.
He pulled his fingers out slowly, running them over your swollen clit one last time, causing you to whimper and shudder. He loved fucking you up like this, making you melt underneath him.
He crawled over you, grabbing your face by your cheeks. "Open your mouth for me," he said with his now coarse voice. You obeyed immediately, opening wide as he spat in your mouth. You could taste the both of you on your tongue. He chuckled gently, now moving to your neck, kissing you all over. He whispered in your ear with ragged breathing "you did so well, baby", running his hands through your hair for a moment, then leaving a kiss on your cheek
Peter always knew how to make you blush. You kissed him on his sweet, swollen lips with a shy smile, thanking him for taking such good care of you.
The way he praised and cared for you after pummeling your insides was always pure bliss. Peter went to fetch you some fresh cold water and a towel. He lit your favorite candle and asked if you'd like for him to run you a bath. Of course you said yes, so he happily prepared you a nice, warm bath and even carried you to the tub, peppering you with kisses the whole time.
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#i'm so in love with this man#down horrendous#peter ballard#001#henry creel#vecna smut#001 smut#peter ballard smut#001 fluff#peter ballard fluff#peter ballard x reader#001 x reader#stranger things smut#jamie campbell bower smut#henry creel smut#henry creel fluff#im a simp#peter ballard fanfic#peter ballard imagine
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Please|| Jace Herondale x reader
Summary: you’ve been teasing jace all day until he can’t take it anymore
Warnings: smut
“Love, please!” You we’re teasing jace the whole day, starting this morning when you both woke up and gave jace head but then pulled away right when he was about to cum and just continued with the day.
Then at lunch when you ran your hand over jace's visible bulge and pushed your hand into his pants teasing the tip of his cock with your tumb- as you again pulled away when you felt that he was close.
Now, late afternoon jace has been following you through the whole institute, begging for you touch as you would just ignore him and he slowly gave up the hope that he would get to cum today as you just laughed to yourself- knowing the power you had over this desperate man.
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When jace stopped following you around, you decided to go shower before you went to bed.
You took of your clothes before you stepped into the shower and turned on the water, waiting for it to become warm.
You closed your eyes as you felt the warm water running down your body.
When you were wet enough you turned around to grab the shampoo bottle as you felt a pair of arms wrapping around your waist, pulling your back against a chest.
“Jace…” you tried not to let out a moan as you felt his hard cock pressed against your ass.
“Why are you doing this to me y/n” you turned to face him as you pressed your lips against his and put one hand up to his neck,pulling him closer, as the other one slowly slides down his chest to his hard length, wrapping your hands around it as you slowly pump his cock, as jace moans into the kiss when you felt him thrusting into your hand.
“That’s right, fuck my hand baby. C’mon tell me what you want, you’ll get it”his head felt down onto your shoulder as he uncontrollably moans into your ear- struggling to speak.
“I wanna feel you… please..” he whispers as the pleasure became a little too much when he felt your tumb on the tip- just like you did at lunch
“You are feeling me”you said as your pace quickens and you felt him getting closer again.
“Wann-wanna feel your mouth around me, please angel…”you heard him whine as he bucks his hips into your hand again when he felt you pulling away from him as he signed before his head was thrown back.
It wasn’t long until you pushed jace on the wall, bringing his attention back to you as you dropped on your knees, becoming on eye level with his cock as your hands wrapped around him again when you took the tip into your mouth, running your tongue over it as jace’s head was thrown back and he had a strong grip on your hair.
You slowly took all of him into your mouth- licking up his length,until you felt him on the back of your throat.
“Fuck, just like that..” you began to suck on his cock as you thrust him in and out of your throat-pumping the rest that didn’t fit in your mouth with your hand.
You hear jace letting out moans which are followed with your name- telling you how good you’re taking him.
“Don’t stop angel, please”you feel him twitch inside you as you feel his cum spilling out of him, down your throat as you swallowed it all.
After jace stopped filling your mouth you get up on your feet as you pulled him into a kiss- giving him a taste of himself.
“Thank you”he mumbled against your lips.
“We should get out of the shower” you said as jace grabbed towels for you both before walking back to you room.
#jace wayland x reader#jace wayland smut#jace wayland#jace herondale x reader#jace morgenstern#jace herondale smut#jace has too many last names#jace herondale#jace wayland x y/n#jamie cambell bower#jamie bower#jamie bower smut#jamie campbell bower smut
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*cough* gorgeous *cough*
#joseph quinn#eddie munson#stranger things#eddie the hero#stranger things season 4#eddie munson x reader#love#smut#eddie the freak munson#imagine#look at him#steve x eddie#steve harrington#stranger things volume 2#jamie bower#jamie campbell bower#joe keery#joe quinn#stranger things spoilers#cute#gorgeous boy#vecna stranger things#vecna's curse#milly bobby brown#sadie sink#gaten matarazzo#noah schnapp#doja cat
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reader is reading a smut bc she’s horny and jamie surprises her by coming home sooner and she’s so embarrassed and it ends up jamie reading loudly the smut while putting it in actions
naughty girl
summary you’re feeling a little hornier than usual, jamie being gone not helping it. so in order to cure your horniness, you read some smut, only to be caught by jamie
pairings jamie campbell bower x fem! reader
warnings smut, hair pulling, degrading
a/n so sorry this is so bad, it was my first time writing smut 😭😭
You were sprawled across the couch of yours and Jamie’s apartment, bored out of your mind. The only other emotion you felt, was your undying horniness.
Jamie was coming home late today, or so you thought. You thought you had nothing better to do, than scour the internet for some toe-gripping smut.
You got up from your upside-down position on the sofa and sat at the end of it, your back facing the doorway. Your legs were crossed as they spread out across your long sofa, as you started reading the uprising to the smut.
After finally getting to the beginning, unbeknownst to you, the door to the apartment opened. Jamie quietly set his bags down, softly closing the door behind him in an attempt to surprise you. Though, when he was walking towards you, he couldn’t help but look over your shoulder as he knelt down behind you.
“Whatcha reading?” he whispered into your ear as he smirked. You quickly turned around and turned your phone off, throwing it next to you, embarrassment rising across your face.
“Nothing!” you squeaked, Jamie only reaching to the side of you, grabbing your phone.
“Let’s see, shall we?”
“He thrust into her hard,” Jamie read aloud, thrusting into you hard, a scream erupting from your throat.
This has been going on for five minutes, Jamie reading what you were reading earlier loudly, imitating the actions with it.
“The blond pulled her hair, a loud moan spilling out of the girl’s mouth,” he harshly pulled your hair, a whimper spilling out of your mouth. He leaned down to your ear and whispered, “we’re not done yet, darling.”
One hand on your phone while the other tangled in your hair, he was fluttering kisses along your back, while still slamming into you. You were gripping the white, satin sheets of your guys’ bed and moaning ferociously, hoping your neighbors couldn’t hear any of this. Though you weren’t really thinking it, your mind being clouded by the overwhelming sense of euphoria as Jamie read the smut you were reading earlier.
“J— Jamie, please,” you begged, only for Jamie to stop peckering kisses along you. Jamie stopped thrusting, only to send a kiss at the back of your ear.
“Did you fucking hear me?” he whispered, sending shivers along your spines. “We’re not done,” he slammed into you with each word, a moan slipping out of you.
“From fucking her from the behind, he slowly trailed his fingers to her pussy, rubbing his fingers around it.” His digits ran across your body, goosebumps spreading rapidly. You were breathing heavily, you could practically feel Jamie’s smirk from behind you. He finally got to your poor, damaged cunt and started rubbing circles around it, your legs shaking ferociously as you were reaching your climax. The overwhelming feel of his fingers and his dick inside of you was crazy, and you couldn’t handle it much longer.
“Please, I’m gonna—,” you started but got cut off by Jamie pressing his fingers hard on your cunt. You moaned loudly, Jamie snickering from behind.
“Hold on for me, darling. After all, it’s what it says in this little story of yours you were reading.”
You whined at his words, not being able to hold on much longer. Jamie quickened his pace, your phone now discarded on the bedside table as his fingers sinked into your bare skin. He moaned wildly, the breath leaving your mouth taken as surprise.
If your neighbors were to hear this, they would mark this as an everyday thing.
“Cum on my cock baby,” he didn’t need to say that twice, as a sense of greatness came right out of you. Jamie came right after you, riding out his high. A few moments later, he slipped out and pulled you right down with him, your naked bodies glued together.
“We should do that more often,” Jamie breathed on you, a chuckle escaping your lips.
“God, no. Next time I’ll pick something less intense, I felt my whole body breaking against you.” Jamie pecked your lips softly, sitting up on your guys’ shared bed.
“Shower together?” He asked, extending a hand towards you.
“Please.” You replied, taking his hand in yours as he led you both to the shower.
#jamie campbell bower#jamie#jamie bower#jamie campbell#jamie bower x reader#jamie campbell bower x reader#jamie campbell x reader#smut#jamie bower smut#jamie campbell smut#jamie campbell bower smut#oneshot#bower
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Love of my Life [Joseph Quinn x Reader]
Request: Can you make a Joe Quinn one where him and the reader are dating since shooting st4 and they are now at a concert of harry styles and they are with the older cast and their partners and the 2 of them are like constantly hugging and kissing normally they don’t do that in public but now they do and he is like hugging her and also from behind hugging when the song love of my life comes on, he like whispers to marry him and then he proposes to her there? :)
A/N: This was honestly such a cute request and I hope you like it.
@kellysimagines
You had met Joe on the set of Stranger Things season 4. You both had naturally gravitated to each other the first day you met, you both just had this spark. All of your cast mates would tease you both about being together that you both eventually just decided to give it a go. Filming had officially wrapped in September, and you and Joe are still happily dating. He was definitely the sweetest guy you had ever met; you knew he was the one for you, maybe even your soulmate. You had decided to even move in with him once filming had finished. Normally you would have felt like it was too soon, but you didn’t feel rushed or pressured at all, it all felt right.
Tonight, you were both going to see Harry Styles in concert with some of your other castmates and their partners. You were really excited as you were a big fan of his. You had been going through your closet all day trying to decide what to wear. “Hey sweetheart.” Joe said as he walks into the room, finding you still pulling outfits out. “I have no idea what I’m going to wear tonight.” You exclaimed, getting slightly frustrating. Joe walks over and gives you a kiss on the head. “Sweetheart, you could wear nothing but a paper bag and still look amazing.” You roll your eyes playfully at him, trying not to show him you’re blushing. You wanted to look to amazing for pictures but you also didn’t want to go over board with your outfit, something casual and comfy but still classy and effortless. You settle on a cute yellow sundress that joe had bought you as a gift. You paired it with some simple white canvas shoes and some light jewellery, also a cute ring that joe had also bought you as a gift. He knew you weren’t really one for materialistic things but you appreciated the gifts he bought you, the sentimental value behind them.
You and Joe had decided to take some pictures before leaving for the concert. You were excited and Joe was excited because you were. Many photos later, Joe says with a laugh “Come on sweetheart, you don’t want to miss the concert.” Trying to pull you out the door. “Ok, ok. I’m coming.” You giggle. He locks up your cute shared apartment and walks with you down to the car outside. The car ride felt short as you both filled the car with singing at the top of your lungs, somewhat of a warm up for what’s to come. You begin to feel butterflies as you see the venue come into view. Joe smiles at you, he knows how long you’ve been waiting for this night. He grabs your hand and gives it a gentle squeeze, helping you ease your fangirl nerves. You smile at him and lean over to give him a kiss on the cheek. After parking the car, you meet up Joe Keery and his girlfriend, Maya Hawke and her boyfriend, and Jamie Campbell Bower and his girlfriend. It was like a little Stranger Things reunion; you were happy to see everyone outside of working. You were treated to a special balcony room for the show. The view of the stage was incredible and the room even had complimentary drinks for us all. Once the show had started, you felt a huge smile spread across your face and chills all over your body. You were happy that the room had a balcony where you could scream with the rest of the crowd.
Harry took the stage with grace and sang all of your favourite songs. Joe had his arms wrapped around you. You were both sharing kisses here and there the whole show. Usually, you would feel a little embarrassed, as you weren’t really one for pda; you were both typically private people when it came to your relationship. You felt at peace and safe in his arms, he made you feel like you were the only two people on the planet. Harry started to sing the intro to your favourite song, Love of My Life. It was such a beautiful song, and it felt even more amazing being in Joe’s arms. It reminded you of the times you both would dance around your small apartment living room together, swaying slowly in each other’s arms, forgetting the outside world for just a small amount of time. Once the chorus came around again, Joe softly sang the words into your ear, “Baby, you are the love my life.” You smile, falling in love with him even more that he’s learnt the words. The next thing he says comes as a surprise to you, as they weren’t exactly the lyrics. “Maybe, one day you could be my wife.” You spin around in his arms, smiling wide and pulling him in for a kiss. You were so lost in that moment that you hadn’t realised he had started to slide a small velvet box into your hand. Once you felt it, you look down at it. Starting to feel slightly teary, you open it to find the most gorgeous ring you had ever seen in your life. It wasn’t too big, just the right size. It sparkled in the lights. You look up at Joe as he looked down at you, nervously waiting for your response. You were in such shock that you didn’t speak for what felt like forever to him. You couldn’t find the words to say, so you responded by sliding the ring onto your finger and nodding with tears in your eyes. He pulls you in for a tight hug, happy and relieved that you actually said yes without actually saying anything. The others watch in awe, and gave their congratulations with hugs to you both. You and Maya squealed as you showed her the ring. She had become your best friend on and off the camera.
The rest of the concert was amazing, but nothing could top you becoming Joe’s fiancé. As you arrived back to your apartment, you pull Joe for another kiss, savouring the moment. “You have made me the happiest girl in the world tonight, I’m so happy and grateful that you’ve come into my life.” You say still holding on to him. You see he starts to get a little teary eyed at your words. “I love you.” You give him another kiss. “I love you too sweetheart. I can’t wait to call you my wife.” He smiles at you.
#joseph quinn#joseph quinn imagine#joseph quinn smut#joseph quinn fluff#joseph quinn x reader#eddie munson#eddie munson imagine#eddie munson fluff#stranger things 4#stranger things#joe quinn#joe keery#maya hawke#jamie campbell bower
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