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voxmortuus · 3 years

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Making You Happy

Mad Sweeney x F!Reader

American Gods Fanfic

Dialect written so I apologize a bit in advance.

Forgive my writing. It’s been a while.

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He's been having such a hard time with life, with the way things had been going with Mr. Wednesday keeping Sweeney at his beck and call. He had been drinking like he always does, however, this was a little more than usual. You wanted him to stay home. Sitting on the back steps you sat there cross-legged and pouted.

"Daddy, please, don't go anywhere." Sweeney looks at you and shakes his head.

"I'll be back. Fuck."

"I know but Daddy, you've been going out an awful lot lately... please. For me?" You pout again.

"Now now lass, none that." he runs his thumb over your lip and you look into his eyes.

Looking at him you get an idea in your mind, you take his hand and sit him down next to you. You smirk a bit and tilt your head and get on the step in front of him and push him back a small bit placing your hands on his muscular legs and wiggle a small bit and look over his face. Biting your lip your hands slide up his leg, feeling the jean fabric under your fingertips and palms you run your hand over the zipper of the jeans and he looks at you, a sudden hunger in his eyes.

"Relax Daddy, let me make you happy." You bite your lip again and a small wiggle again, and all he can manage to do is nod. That lip bite drove him crazy, with a small wiggle as you lean forward and lick the outside of his jeans your fingers work on getting his pants undone. He watches you with this look in his eyes, a look that only you truly understand, licking at his lower lip and a small tug from his teeth, he leans back on his hands and watches you with this tender look in his eyes.

"Make Daddy happy lass." He states. With an eager look in your eyes, you smile.

"Yes Daddy." Unbuttoning his pants you undo the zipper and with little to no effort he erupts from the fabric and standing at attention you take him into your hand moving your hand along his length a bit your thumb over the sensitive tip and he lets out a soft jagged breath, watching you as you begin to take his cock into your mouth, your tongue curve flexed along the underside of this length as you work your head down further on him. With a soft groan and a light growl, he bites his lip and drops his head back as his groan becomes elongated from the satisfaction his cock was getting.

He grabs your hands as he leans his back against the concrete and his hips stiffen a bit as he moves them slightly up and your head bobs up and done, your tongue swirling around him letting out low groans yourself, the vibration adding to his experience, his hands go from grabbing yours to into your hair, gripping tightly as he begins to move your head for you, pushing himself to the back of your throat you gag a bit, but quickly adjust to his length as he keeps pressing to the back of your throat. He lifts your head only to bring it right back down wanting and needing in his actions.

"Fuck" He manages to growl.

As he pulls himself from your mouth he looks over your face leaning back up he smirks as he shoves your head back down onto his cock, shoving himself to the back of your throat again, holding you there a moment, and slowly bringing your head back up he releases a bit with a soft groan, but like a good girl you swallow after playing with it in your mouth a bit as you use it as a small bit of lubricant bobbing your head a bit he smirks and lifts you up and presses you against the door of the apartment and he realizes you're not wearing panties.

"Well ain't that convenient aye?" He smirks as he shoves his hard cock into you dripping wet eager needing and hungry. Letting out a heavy groan he grips your ass tightly as he thrusts heavily into you, feeling him fill you, stretch you, your heels dig into the small of his back. Your hands grip at the bars on the screen door as he moves one hand from your ass to your throat, squeezing in just the right way, you're not gasping for air, but it is tight to breathe, you let out a heavier moan as he growls into your neck, thrusting harder, the door rattles, creaks a bit as he thrusts a bit harder.

Growling yourself "Oh Fuck Daddy." You managed to sneak out. Biting his lip he looks over your face.

"Ya like being daddy's lil' fuck toy don't ya?"

"Yes Daddy, fuck your little toy. You feel so good." You whimper.

Groaning to your words, the idea sent this shrill through him as he began to thrust faster. Wet and dripping around him his hand gripped around your neck tighter as he pressed deeper into you, holding himself there, your hips moved against him.

"Can I cum daddy? Please, Please let me cum daddy." You beg, snarling he looks over your face.

"Cum all over Daddy, cum on daddy's cock baby." he whispers against your lips.

Squeezing your neck tighter you finish hard against him, feeling him fill you, you shake, and your legs quake. He releases his hand from your throat and he looks over your face. "Ok, I'll stay." He whispers with a soft chuckle, setting you on your feet your legs are wobbly and you grip tighter onto him as he picks you up and carries you on his back taking you back to the apartment, he runs a tub, stripping you down he noticed that his fluids are dripping down your legs he chuckles. "I did that." He smirks and starts to fill the tub and adds bubbles. Picking you up, he sets you both in the tub and begins to wash you.

After your bath and playing in the bubbles, he dries you off, putting you in your favorite pajamas, one of his shirts, grabs your favorite stuffed animal and places you on the couch with some juice, and watches you play a video game while he scrolls through his social media.

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americangodschallenges · 3 years

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March/April 2021 Challenge Master List

Theme of the month: Fight, Flight or Fuck

To Read

St. Paddy's Day by @nerualian

Find other submissions here.

#american gods march challenge #American gods April challenge #Mad Sweeney #mad Sweeney x reader #mad Sweeney x female reader #American gods

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broadwayloserstuff · 3 years

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I was wondering if you could do a smut and fluff fanfic of JD x Veronica or JD x fem or gn!reader. Whatever suits you the most!

Fluff 25: you’re so clingy. I love it.

Smut 17: You’re the only person i’d fuck like this

So, third time's a charm. I've been writing this since last week and every damn time I get close to finishing it, my computer decides to either shut down or just magically rid the screen of all my progress. I'm attempting to write this for the third time lmao. Oh, btw I chose JD x Fem! Reader. Also, while writing this, my dumbass was trying to print a school paper and I totally forgot how Word works. Long story short, I clicked the print button like 46 times and had a fucking marathon to get the damn printer to stop printing. WARNINGS: Smut, swearing, mentions of suicide (the faked ones and actual suicidal feelings), murder, and oral (on female) MINORS DON'T INTERACT! Y/N flipped through the dusty old textbook for the third time that hour. As she skimmed the lines, she'd look for those 'check your knowledge!' questions and quiz herself. It was already almost midnight and she had to get up early for yearbook the next morning. Since the year was coming to an end, yearbooks were coming out soon and it was total chaos around the printers. This year, three popular students had killed themselves. In turn, each of those students were getting a two-page spread. When Y/N first heard that she rolled her eyes. Heather Chandler, Kurt Kelly, and Ram Sweeney didn't kill themselves. Y/N's boyfriend killed them. It totally backfired considering everyone treated the mentions of those three dead students as they were God herself. "Knock, knock!" Speak of the devil. "What, JD? I'm trying to study. If you haven't noticed, we've got finals coming up and I'd like to pass them," snapped Y/N. JD frowned and closed the window he had just came through in. "Y'know, Y/N, this much stress is just going to drive you mad." Y/N rolled her eyes and continued to try and grasp calculus. JD was silent for a few minutes before he appeared at her side with his signature smirk. "I could help you destress, y'know." Y/N nodded and JD quickly pushed everything off her desk. His arms wrapped around her waist and set her on the desk before quickly yanking off the gray joggers she wore. In another swift movement, Y/N's panties were thrown somewhere and JD's tongue was inside of her. Y/N gasped at the feeling of JD sucking at her folds. A hand tightly yanked at his hair. "Fuck- JD!" JD growled into her core, a hiccup of moans getting caught in Y/N's throat. JD hid no pride in knowing how fast he made her moan. His tongue flicked her clit back and forth, applying as much pressure as he could. Y/N could only tug at his hair and moan. It had been so long since she felt that familiar knot in her stomach. "You're the only person I'd fuck like this," growled JD. JD seemed to sense this because he moved his tongue even faster, lapping up all her juices. "Jason- oh my god, I'm gonna cum!" Y/N released and JD quickly cleaned her with his tongue as she rode out her orgasm. Soon, JD handed her the sweatpants she had been wearing when he first came in. "I'm going to go get you some food. Just relax until I get back," ordered JD. Y/N opened her mouth to protest but JD quickly added, "Please take a break, love. You're overworking yourself." Y/N sighed and pulled on her sweatpants. "I'm gonna miss you if you just leave now. Can I come with you?" asked Y/N. JD chuckled and held out a hand. "You're so clingy. I love it. I love you." Y/N squeezed his hand. "And I love you."

#heatherssmut #heathers #jason dean #jd #jason dean x reader #jd x reader #character x reader #minors dni

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theyanderespecialist · 3 years

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True Master List, Fandom List, And Rules

Hello my sexy readers! You all know Marie my stunning co author. She made her own archives of her own account with her oc which is basically her (aka Marie) she has a very good story for hazbin hotel when Alastor was alive check it out!

https://archiveofourown.org/users/MamaMaries/pseuds/MamaMaries

This idea and writing is all her own and man is it really good new concept even I did not think about! So excited for more!

[Hello My Sexy Readers, this has the master reading list which is a work in progress and the fandoms I will do list and the rules for requests and so on. Enjoy!]

Now there is no way with My Anxiety and such I be able to create a master list the normal way. but I can send links to wattpad and Quotev where you can read ALL The one shots which are organized in different ones. I hope you all enjoy that.

https://www.wattpad.com/story/206301464-yandere-anime-headcanons-scenarios-oneshots

https://www.quotev.com/story/12293375/Yandere-Anime-HeadcanonsScenariosOneshots

https://www.wattpad.com/story/183947183-borderlands-yandere-headcanons-oneshots-scenarios

https://www.quotev.com/story/11815392/Borderlands-Yandere-HeadcanonsOneshotsScenarios

https://www.wattpad.com/story/197426891-yandere-creepypastas-one-shots-head-canons

https://www.quotev.com/story/12108537/Yandere-Creepypastas-One-ShotsHead-CanonsScenarios

https://www.quotev.com/story/13032330/Death-Is-Not-An-Escape-Yandere-Dead-By-Daylight-HeadcanonsOne-shotsScenarios

https://www.wattpad.com/story/239181858-death-is-not-an-escape-yandere-dead-by-daylight

https://www.wattpad.com/story/214294875-yandere-disney-pixar-various-yandere-disney-pixar

https://www.quotev.com/story/12470273/Yandere-DisneyPixar-Various-Yandere-Disney-Pixar-HeadcanonsScenarios

Yandere DC And Yandere Marvel

https://www.quotev.com/story/12007517/Yandere-DC-And-Yandere-Marvel

https://www.wattpad.com/story/220808385-various-fandoms-yandere-one-shots-headcanons

https://www.quotev.com/story/12619156/Various-Fandoms-Yandere-One-ShotsHeadcanonsScenarios

https://www.wattpad.com/story/200350402-ancient-greek-yandere-yandere-greek-mythology

https://www.quotev.com/story/12165737/Ancient-Greek-Yandere-Yandere-Greek-Mythology-HeadcanonsScenariosOneshots

https://www.quotev.com/story/12167034/Yandere-HetaliaNyotalia2p-HeadcanonsScenariosOne-Shots

https://www.wattpad.com/story/200396558-yandere-hetalia-nyotalia-2p-headcanons-scenarios

https://www.quotev.com/story/13778065/Yandere-Hazbin-HotelHelluva-Boss-HeadcanonsOneshotsScenarios

https://www.wattpad.com/story/266870624-yandere-hazbin-hotel-helluva-boss-headcanons

https://www.wattpad.com/story/242852617-yandere-star-wars-headcanons-scenarios-one-shots

https://www.quotev.com/story/13119151/Yandere-Star-Wars-HeadcanonsScenariosOne-Shots

https://www.wattpad.com/story/234962746-yandere-degree-of-lewdity-headcanons-one-shots

https://www.quotev.com/story/13384826/Yandere-Degree-Of-Lewdity-HeadcanonsOne-ShotsScenarios

https://www.wattpad.com/story/169172649-merry-yandere-x-mas-various-yandere-one-shots

https://www.quotev.com/story/11498513/Merry-Yandere-X-MAS-Various-Yandere-One-Shots-Christmas-and-Holiday-Edition

https://www.wattpad.com/story/215192593-yandere-outlast-headcanons-scenarios-possible

https://www.quotev.com/story/12490990/Yandere-Outlast-HeadcanonsScenariosPossible-Oneshots

https://www.wattpad.com/story/193344576-yandere-overwatch-one-shots-headcanons-scenarios

https://www.quotev.com/story/12023937/Yandere-Overwatch-One-ShotsHeadcanonsScenarios

https://www.wattpad.com/story/200388610-yandere-slasher-horror-everything-halloween-themed

https://www.quotev.com/story/12166876/Yandere-SlasherHorror-EverythingHalloween-Themed-HeadcanonsScenariosOneshot

https://www.wattpad.com/story/212576147-yandere-team-fortress-2-various-yandere-team

https://www.quotev.com/story/12432485/Yandere-Team-Fortress-2-Various-Yandere-Team-Fortress-2-HeadcanonsScenarios

now here is a bonus the lists on wattpad of almost every single story I have ever made over 750 stories

https://www.wattpad.com/list/922283303-epicnessqueenco-author-reader-stories

https://www.wattpad.com/list/922283957-epicnessqueenco-author-oc-stories-for-the-oc-mark-or-marie

https://www.wattpad.com/list/922284812-epicnessqueenco-author-ocs-story

EPICNESSQUEEN/Co Author: Oneshots, Headcanons, Scenarios series

https://www.wattpad.com/list/922334325-epicness-queenco-author-reader-stories-2

https://www.wattpad.com/list/969841721-epicnessqueenco-author-oc-stories

And lastly the completed list of stories on wattpad

https://www.wattpad.com/list/922294661-complete-stories-by-epicnessqueenco-author

.No Sex Scene with any characters 16 or younger

.No World Leaders or Real People such as youtubers or Celebrities

.Keep It At Least DUB CON or less

-What You Can Request Supporting Hints-

1: Genders and Genderbents

.You may have the reader be, (Male, Female, No Binary Or Transgender) (If Transgender say born as (Fill in birth gender) Identifies (Fill in Gender they identify as)

.Genderbents you make take a character from the list of fandoms bellow and ask if you want them to be the rule 63 aka genderbent version of themselves (Like with Superman Clark Kent being genderbent to Superwoman Claire Kent and anything else)

2: Sexuality

.You can Have Reader be Any sexuality there is (Straight, Bisexual, Pansexual, Gay, Lesbian, Asexual, and so on)

.Same with Characters from Fandoms. Since they are fiction you may make them any sexuality you want (Kinda obvious a yandere is yandere for whatever gender)

3: Roles and AU's

.You can make reader be anything (From Superhero to royalty, from homeless to Villain anything really may it be headcanons or scenarios I even had one story I made reader a chess champion so anything and everything (Except racist and pedo and rapist Obviously)

.Same with the characters from fandoms (Like I have Made priest characters, Dad characters, professors, serial killers and more, anything excpet those three things is good to go)

.You can do au request of like a fandom in a fantasy world or au's with soulmates and so on.

4: OCS

.Yes yes there is OCS and we do better me and my co author writing smut for them here they are

.Marie (My co author as her oc based off of her)

.Mark (My co author with Rule 63 genderbent of her based of her if she was a man)

.Michelle (My Oc based off of me EpicnessQueen)

5: Poly Relationships AKA Sharing

.Yes you can be in a poly relationship where two or more yanderes are dating each other and have the same darling

.Sharing where to yandere decide to share the same darling

-Headcanons-

.You all know how this goes by now but for anyone new. You can ask for headcanons in many different ways with the rules above and also how they deal with any type of reader like even suicidal or yandere from sharing to single it all works.

-Scenarios-

.You can ask for a scenario like (Darling finds out (List of yanderes you want) is yandere for them or anything really.

-Questions aka Q AND A-

.How would (Insert yandere or yanderes) Be like as yandere, propose what pet names they have for darling and any other questions you have in mind for the yanderes

NOW ONTO THE MASTER LIST OF 2021

-Animes Cartoons-

Hazbin Hotel

Helluva Boss

Bleach (Seen all the anime almost)

Naruto (Seen all the anime)

Naruto Shippudin (Seen a good amount of it)

Tokyo Ghoul (Only in season 1 right now)

Black Butler (Seen most of it)

Ouran High School Host Club (Seen all the anime and manga)

Attack On Titan (Seen First two seasons)

Death Note (Seen Most Of The Anime)

One Piece (Seen a LOT OF IT)

One Punch-Man (Got The Gist Of It)

Fruit Basket (Read all the manga got to watch the new anime)

Rosario Vampire (Seen season 1)

Vampire Knight (Seen all the anime)

Cells at Work (Watching Season 1 now)

Fullmetal Alchemist (Know The Gist of it)

Future Diary (Seen most of it)

Kamigami No Asobi (Seen all of it)

-Horror Themed Ones-

Movies (TV Series will be after)

A Nightmare On Elm Street (Seen Most Of these movies)

Alien (Seen All Of Them)

Alien VS Predator

The Boy

Candyman

Carrie (Only the Original )

Child's Play (Seen the original one in 1988 not the sequels and will now do the remake)

Children Of The Corn

Deep Blue Sea (both)

Dracula

Evil Dead (2013 Remake)

The Exorcist

Final Detestation (Only The Third One)

Frankenstein

Freddy VS Jason (GO JASON!!!!)

Friday The 13th (All of Them)

Get Out

The Grudge

Halloween (Seen Them All)

Hannibal

Hannibal Rising

Harry Potter (All Eight movies)

Hellraiser (All of them but cannot remember most of them)

I know What You Did Last Summer (Seen it once)

IT (Original 2 parts and part 1 of the 2017 remake)

Jaws

Jeepers Creepers (1 and 2)

Meat Train

Orphan (Seen once)

Pet Sematary

The Phantom Of The Opera

Predator (All Of Them)

Prom Night

Psycho (The first and second one)

The Purge (first one)

The Ring (2002)

Saw (All Of Them)

Scream (Just first one)

The Shining

The Silence Of The Lambs

Silent Hill (First One)

Silent Hill (1999)

Split (Yes it is under Horror)

Sweeney Todd: The Demon On Fleet Street (Can't remember which one)

The Texas Chainsaw Massacre (All Of Them)

Village of The Damned

When A stranger Calls

The Wolf Man

Wrong Turn (Some of them I cannot remember )

Zombieland

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Next the tv shows which is shorter for reasons (Dont question me)

Bates Motel

Buffy The Vampire Slayer

The Chilling Adventures of Sabrina

Hannibal

The Walking Dead

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Horror Games as I now a lot of you will want that :D

Alice The Madness Returns

Baldi's Basics

Bendy and The Ink Machine (Half of it so far)

Corpse Party (The First One)

Danganropa (all of 1 and some of 2 and 3)

Doki Doki Literature Club

Emily Wants To Play

Five Nights at Freddy (ALL OF THEM)

Hello Neighbor

Little Nightmares

Lucius (The First One)

Mad Father

Misao

Resident Evil 2 (The Remake)

Resident Evil 7

Resident Evil 8 (Currently watching it)

Ride With Strangers

Silent Hill (A Couple of Them)

Unforgiving The Northern Hymen

Until Dawn

We Happy Few

Welcome To The Game (1 and 2)

-Various Other Fandoms-

(Games)

Dream Daddy

Bully

(TV Shows)

Avatar The Last Air Bender (Not The Legend Or Korra)

Grey's Anatomy

Law and Order SVU

Prodigal Son

The Blacklist

Breaking Bad

Criminal Minds

Bones

Sherlock

A Series Of Unfortunate Events

DR. Who

Good Omens

Once Upon A Time

South Park

(Movies)

How To Train Your Dragon (Both Movies and TV and Netflix series)

Rise Of The Guardians

-Dead By Daylight-

all killers most survivors

-Outlast, Outlast Whistlerblower Outlast 2-

all characters

-Overwatch-

all characters playable or not

-Disney/Pixar-

all characters will not do the live action remakes

-Star Wars-

Most characters so far

-Degrees Of Lewdity-

All important non playable characters

-Borderlands-

all

-Greek Gods, Tales and Mythology-

everything even fucking Greek monsters as long as age is met

-hetalia-

all 1ps all 2ps and all their nyotalia and cattalia

-creepypastas-

most of them

-DC And Marvel-

Most of the characters

-Team Fortress 2-

All characters.

Well I think that is it for this year master list I may add to it but this is it right now. Please Enjoy and stay sexy!]

#yandere #yandere various #yandere anime #yandere horror #yandere video games #yandere tv shows #yandere movies #everything yandere #masterlist #yandere masterlist #epicnessqueen #my masterlist #over 700 stories

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threeminutesoflife · 4 years

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Shave and a Haircut, Two Bits

Pairings: Mad Sweeney x Reader Warnings: 18+, oral sex- female receiving, praise kink Summary: Sweeney stops by your salon Word Count: 2.2k a/n: Mad Sweeney was requested by the outrageously humorous and always kind @titty-teetee ❣️

You cashed out your last client and wished her a good evening before closing the store front's drapes for the night. Twenty more minutes and you'd be able to close the salon. You hoped the closed curtains would detour any last minute walk-ins. The day was long, but fast and profitable.

Grabbing the bin of dirty towels from the sink station, you made your way to the back of the shop. Another stylist offered to stay and help break down the till, but you didn't mind the bookkeeping and had time to spare before tonight's blind date. You turned up the volume to the shop's speakers, a fast melody elbowing out the quiet. With a quick stretch and roll of your shoulders, you filled the washer in hopes to get the load into the dyer before leaving tonight.

Between humming to the song and the warmth of the water rising from the washer, you almost missed the shop's door chime. Wiping your hands and sighing quietly, you fixed your smile back into place and headed toward the salon floor.

But when you rounded the corner, your smile drop. Mad Sweeney leaned against the shop door, eyes roving over your form with a smirk. Smoke framed his face from the cigarette hanging from his cocky, plump lips.

“Shit,” you muttered under your breath.

“What kind of fucking welcome is that, love?” Sweeney asked with a deep, amused chuckle. He kicked his impressive form off the door frame before making a show of bolting the shop's lock.

“Oh, no. No. You can unlock the door right now and let yourself out, Sweeney.”

“Come on lass, is that any way to treat your beau?”

“My beau? Really? Does this mean you're committing to me for longer than it takes to pull an orgasm out of me?”

His eyes flashed with an unreadable emotion, but it quickly disappeared to make room for humor.

“You wound me, ya do.” The cigarette bobbed between his lips as he dramatically placed his war-heavy hand over his chest. “We both know damn well, love- I'm a giver when it comes to ya. I always give more than a mere one. Plus, I gave them all with-”

“Don't say it-”

“With panache.”

“Quit soliciting, Sweeney. You haven't been around in weeks, and right now is the time for you to leave.”

“Don't blame me for that cunt Wednesday's doin'. You know I wouldn't be leavin' ya if it was up to me.”

“Look, I don't have time for this. You need to go, I have somewhere I need to be.”

“No, love- ya don't. I need a haircut and I missed the feel of your hands.”

“Sweeney,” you gave a soft, exhausted protest as he walked you to your station.

After these weeks apart, the simple feel of his hand on the small of your back made you want to curl into his side.

“Your nights are for me. Give me a cut and shave, and I'll give ya somethin' after.” He took a drag of his cigarette before winking at you.

“I thought you’d have richer words than that, Sweeney. What happened to being wooed by Yeats?”

Grabbing your hips, he spun you around and pulled you closer to him, “I’ll tell ya sweet words and use my mouth wisely. Just how ya like.”

Trying to hide the smile on your lips, you slyly reached to your side and grabbed the scissors from the counter, “Stop smoking in my shop.” With a quick flick, you snipped off the glowing end of his cigarette resting between his lips. “Crazy Woman! Ya could have cut me!” Sweeney bellowed as he stepped back and inspected the severed cigarette before carelessly tossing it on the floor. “Time to go,” you huffed as your swept the cigarette aside. “It hardly is,” Sweeney sat down roughly and spun himself in your chair, lifting his legs up and letting the rotation take him. “We have all night together. I made sure of it.” “Sweeney,” you tried to remain indifferent and patient, but the longer and closer you were around him, the more you wanted him. Sweeney dropped his long legs, stilling the chair and leaning forward towards you, “Look love, the only thing that needs to be done tonight- is me.” “I have a date, Sweeney.” “Yeah, me.” “No, Sweeney, not you. With someone else.”

“Ya don’t.” Shifting your weight to the side, your hip jutted out, “I do.” With a dismissive tsk, Sweeney smirked knowingly at you. “No love, ya don’t.” You knew that look too well, “What did you do?” “Don’t need to do anything. Got luck on my side,” he confidently stated, a gold coin flipping in the air before settling in his palm. “Now where would ya like me? In this chair or ya gonna sponge bathe me first?” Unconvinced of his innocence, you frowned at him but said, “Get yourself over to the sink, sit down there.” Sweeney shot up and moved quicker than you thought his large frame would allow. Standing by his side at the sink station, you threw the cape over his broad shoulders and felt him graze his knuckles against your soft thighs. The snaps slipped when he moved his fingers closer to your inner thighs, lightly circling and teasing you. You were touch starved for him, your body fully alert to the man before you. Visions of climbing him and sinking down on his lap ran through your head. “Ya alright, love?” Breaking from your daydream, your core tightened at the sound of his voice. Looking down at him, you noticed his own lust building in his eyes. Ignoring his question, you heard him grunt as you moved away from his side to test the water temperature. “So, are you making me butcher your hair again?” Sweeney huffed, “It’s called a signature look, love.” “It reads like mullet-mohawk.” “Aye, signature.” You bit the inside if your cheek, trying to contain your chuckle and not encourage him further. But Sweeney was already feeling encouraged. The fact he was still here in the shop with you, he knew he'd be buried inside you later. Cold water hit his face causing him to hiss and recoil away from the sink, “Bloody hell, woman!” This time you did laugh, “Oops. Lean back, you big baby. I’ll fix the temp.” Sweeney eyed you suspiciously but reclined with a grumble, “Fix ya blood aim is more like it, love.” He was silent as you worked the shampoo with your fingers into his thick hair. Little patterns along his hairline, then long strokes from forehead to nape. You hummed softly and watched as Sweeney’s expression softened. You would need to text your blind date later and apologize for not coming tonight. Well, you would be coming tonight but in a different way and with a different man. You snickered at the thought and Sweeney cracked an eye at you when asking, “Something ya’d like to share with the rest of the class, love?” “Not really,” the water fanned over his head, the last of the shampoo escaping. A couple pumps of conditioner, you moved back to his side and ran your hands over his hair again.

“Fuck, love.” You hummed in response, leaning your chest in closer to his face as your fingers threaded through his mane. It was quiet between you two, both listening to the other breath between the breaks in the background music. Sweeney wasn't able to disconnect from the world easily or with just anyone, but he could with you. He learned that quickly when he first met you. He was able to just be with you, and didn't feel like you wanted something from him. Your fingernails twisted along his scalp sending goosebumps across his skin and a chill down his spine. The more your arms moved, the more you breasts danced along your shirt just out of reach from his mouth. Gods, he wanted to kiss you, kiss your body. From the corner of your eye, you noticed his leg was kicked out slightly, the cape tented over his lap. The thought of Sweeney growing hard made you squeeze your thighs together. “Ah, I know that look, love.” Sweeney smirked up at you, fully pleased with himself. Biting your lip, you turned the water back on and leaned deeper against him to rinse the conditioner out. “And what is that look, warrior king?” Electricity ran through Sweeney's torso straight down to his cock. With one swift move he ripped away the cape and he grabbed you over the chair's arm, pulling you on top of him. “Say it again, love,” his words husky and heavy in his throat as he looked at you. Straddling on his lap, you rocked into him slightly and settled on him, “Say what again, Sweeney?” He grabbed your ass and pulled you harshly down against him. His cock straining against his pants, he could feel the heat of your core on him. “Don't tease me, woman. Not with that. Say it.” You watched Sweeney's expression mix and shift. His eyes lusting and pleading for you to call him that again. Leaning over him, you ran your fingers through his wet hair. The shaved sides had grown in so much since you last saw him, since you last felt him. Pressing your forehead against his, you rolled your hips into him and tugged the ends of his hair, “Warrior king.” Sweeney growled and grabbed your face, his lips devouring yours before abruptly standing up with you and flipping you into the seat. Before you had time to react he removed your shoes and started undoing pants. You helped him strip your panties off before leaning forward to help him undo his zipper. But Sweeney stopped you and told you to lean back in the chair, “Gonna cherish you, love.” The loud and crass, rowdy man got down on his knees before you. With a tenderness you didn't know he possessed, he draped your leg over his shoulder. Droplets fell from his hair onto your skin as he slowly kissed his way up your inner thigh. His hands ran along your legs as he nipped and kissed closer to your core. The slow, teasing pace he set was almost too much as you gripped the chair. You bit your lip as you tried to steady your breath. You waited in anticipation when his kisses moved closer to your center, but then to your dismay, his mouth found your other thigh instead. His beard scratched and marked your skin as he kissed and bit his way once again closer to your clit. You whimpered out his name and tried sliding down the chair closer to him. “Don't worry, love.” He squeezed your thighs, his mouth above your core, “I'll provide for ya.” Sweeney dipped his head between your slick-covered thighs and ran his tongue with a long, slow lick against your wet lips. He dipped in closer, your clit between his lips as he sucked and ran his tongue along your nerve endings. “Oh my god,” you whispered as your eyes closed and head dropped back against the sink's edge. The feeling of his beard scratching your thighs and the timbre of his voice against your skin- you wouldn't last long. His hands gripped you tighter; one on your hip keeping you in place, the other gently kneading your thigh thrown over his wide shoulder.

“Fucking delicious,” Sweeney groaned with a praise, your juices painted on his beard as his pants tightened even more. “Better than any offering left before.” “Sweeney,” you moaned out as he fingers ran along your slit; slow and teasing, dipping between and around your core. “You're mine aren't you, love?” His fingers spread your wet lips and he ran his tongue along your essence, circling your clit again. “Say it, love.” Your grip tightened in Sweeney's damp hair as your hips tried to rock closer to his talented mouth. “Be my good lass, love. Tell me who ya belong to.” You were almost there, ready to tumble over the edge with each suck and bite he left on your clit and thighs. This man was a god. You gasped and mewled as you felt Sweeney run his teeth along your clit before kissing and sucking on it again. This god was yours. “You!” you screamed out as your core tightened. Sweeney's cock hurt from how gorgeous you looked. His thumb circled your clit as he raised his head, licking his lips and tasting more of you. He watched you wither in the chair, you were so close and he was ready to feast. “Come for me, love.” He dipped his mouth back to your core, his lips on you, “Come now.” You screamed out his name in your release as your legs shook and calves tightened. Your fingers twisted and pulled his hair, forcing his face closer to you as your breath caught and burned in your chest with pleasure. Smug and hard, Sweeney looked up at you as he licked you clean. He had luck on his side, but more importantly- he had you.

#Mad Sweeney x Reader #Mad Sweeney #American Gods #Sweeney x Reader #mad sweeney imagine #american gods imagine #mad sweeney x you #mad sweeney x y/n

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cinebration · 4 years

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Masterlist

The masterlist of my fics. Unless otherwise specified, all readers are female.

Birds of Prey

Choose Where (Victor Zsasz x Reader) [Complete]

Premise: After nearly losing your face, you enter Roman’s service as his accountant and come under the attention of one Victor Zsasz.

Just Like Old Times (Victor Zsasz x Reader) [One-shot]

Premise: You once worked alongside Victor Zsasz for a mob boss. When he left for Roman Sionis, you stayed behind, loyalty to your mob boss winning out. Until he betrays that loyalty, forcing you to call on an old friend.

Playing Games (Victor Zsasz x Reader) [One-shot]

Premise: Thinking you, his new assistant, is a prude, Roman Sionis sends Victor Zsasz in to get you to open up.

Enough (Roman Sionis x Reader) [Complete]

Premise: To understand why Roman mistrusts women, you must know the story of the woman Roman trusted.

Henry Cavill

I’ll Tell Him (Geralt of Rivia x Reader) [One-shot]

Premise: A seriously wounded Geralt finds himself helped by someone with a mutual friend and an ax to grind.

The Last Straw (August Walker x Reader) [One-shot]

Premise: You work with August Walker in Special Activities. An assignment goes awry, forcing you to make a decision.

Cordial (Napoleon Solo x Reader) [Complete]

Premise: Napoleon Solo, Illya Kuryakin, and Gaby Teller are assigned a new mission—one that requires a fourth to round off in “married” pairs: you.

Cuts & Bruises, Wounds & Abuses (Captain Syverson x Reader) [In-progress]

Premise: A war correspondent, you are embedded with Captain Syverson’s Special Forces team. [SOULMATE AU: You feel the physical pain of your soulmate.]

MCU

The Makes Two of Us (Loki x Reader) [Complete?]

Part 1 | Part 2

Premise: An unnoticed and underappreciated employee, you are sent to deliver food to Loki during his imprisonment on the S.H.I.E.L.D. airship.

By My Rules (Quentin Beck x Reader) [Complete]

Premise: After the events in London, Quentin Beck, aka Mysterio, arrives at your door, asking for help. Time to play the long-con.

The Hyena (Ulysses Klaue x Reader) [HIATUS]

Part 1 | Part 2

Premise: You bring the notorious Ulysses Klaue a proposition on behalf of the CIA—and your own ambitions.

X-Men

Negate (Erik Lehnsherr x Reader) [One-shot]

Premise: Erik Lehnsherr discusses ideology with a human—or so he thinks.

Protect (Charles Xavier x Reader) [One-shot]

Premise: You ask Charles for help. [Sequel to “Negate.”]

Mayans M.C.

Feeling Close (Bishop Losa x Reader) [One-shot]

Premise: After Bishop notices you watching him, he approaches you to find out why.

Skipping Steps (Angel Reyes x Reader)

[Request] Premise: Angel shows up on your door struggling with self-doubt and EZ’s chosen child status.

MISC

The Darkest Shine (Dan Torrance x Reader) [In-progress]

Premise: You have the Shine—a very special, dangerous one. You’ve been called to use it on Dan Torrance.

Turmoil (Qui-Gon Jinn x gender neutral!Reader) [One-shot]

Premise: You are Qui-Gon Jinn’s first padawan, but unbeknownst to him, inner turmoil and dark forces plague you.

Draw Me as a King (Mad Sweeney x gender neutral!Reader) [One-shot]

Premise: Mad Sweeney sees you drawing him and puts in a request.

Down to the Shore (Proinsias Cassidy x gender neutral!Reader) [One-shot]

Premise: You meet Cassidy at a casino bar and decide to help him experience something new.

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flowercrystals · 7 years

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Chance

Warning(s): Explicit (18+) sexual content Fandom: American Gods Pairing: Mad Sweeney x Reader (Female)

Part 1: Hush Part 2: Intimate

Authors Note: Part 3 of 4. I originally wanted to publish this story last to end on a happier note, but I got really focused on writing it. Part 4 will be angst.

The bachelorette party raged into the wee hours of the morning. The Bride, resurrecting her by-gone party girl days, drug you and a whole gaggle of women to several different bars, a strip club and finally a dive out in the middle of nowhere. It was crocodile themed and full of people who looked more at home in a bayou.

The Bride burst through the double doors slightly stumbling as she made her way to towards the bartender loudly ordering a round for her “girls.” She made sure to tell everyone within ear shot she was getting married, pointing to the glitter and rhinestone studded black shirt that proudly emblazoned the word “Bride” across her tits.

You sigh standing in the doorway. It had been a long, some what painful night trying to corral drunk women in and out of cabs, clubs, and bars. You zipped up your black hoodie over your Bridesmaid t-shirt before you walked in, not wishing to draw any more attention to yourself than your group already did. The Bride waved to you screaming out your name. You inwardly cringed but put on a dutiful smile knowing that it would soon be over and you could retreat back to your bed in a few more hours.

The Bride advanced on you pulling you to the group standing at the edge of the bar, pushing a drink into your hand as she counted to three. Everyone downed them in unison as you pretend to, turning away, slipping the glass on the bar behind you. You had already reached your alcohol limit earlier in the night. The man sitting at the bar to your right glanced up and you made eye contact. “Hey, I’m not gonna drink this, do you want it?” you asked.

The man, a hulking red head eyed you. Taking a drag on his cigarette he spoke in an accent that was rarely heard in that area. “ You buyin’ me a drink lass? I'd never turn down a free drink…unless you’ve tampered with it. He squints at you. “You slip anything in there while no one was lookin’ ?” You arch an eyebrow. “ You know I’m fresh out of GBH.” you say giving him a deadpan stare.

“What is it anyway? It’s not some sickeningly sweet nonsense is it?” He picks up the glass giving is it a sniff.” I think it's Jäger. ” You said with a shrug. “ Ah, Jägermister, the favorite of krauts and loud drunk annoying women.” You smirk looking over your shoulder at the Bride who had camped out near the jukebox with her flock of bridesmaids.

“ Yea…” you muttered narrowing your eyes. “She's getting married tomorrow and she said she wanted to live it up so, here we are. ” You said with a sigh. “Oh I know she’s getting married, in fact, the whole fuckin bar knows,” Sweeney said not bothering to mask his annoyance at your parties disruption of the atmosphere. You grimaced with embarrassment, making a slightly disgusted groan.

“ Long night?”

“Yea…you could say that," you said waving the bartender over and ordering a coffee. The ginger headed man was looking at you out of the corner of his eye. You started feeling slightly awkward under his gaze as you paid the bartender, grabbing the mug and blowing on the hot contents before taking a sip. As dive bar coffee goes, it wasn’t the worst you ever had.

“Probably not the greatest place for ye…a little rough don’t you think?” Your eyes snapped back to his face. “Oh, I dunno about that…” you said eyeing the crowd. “This is actually the least obnoxious place I’ve been all night. We were just at The Landing Strip, that place makes this place look positively charming. “

“The strip club?”

“So you’ve heard of it?”

“ Yea, I heard that you should avoid the buffet unless you want to be shittin’ yourself dry.” He paused smiling to himself off in thought. “ But, I suppose that would probably be a kink nowadays.” You laughed “Sounds like a man who speaks from experience.” “Nah, my tastes run more old fashioned like.“ His eyes swept across your body causing your heart to pound.

“So," he said taking a final drag on his cigarette and stamping it out in the ash tray. “What's your name lass?” You told him and he repeated it rolling it around his mouth in that lilting accent, making your thighs quiver. You waited for him to introduce himself, when he didn’t you cocked your head. You knew he knew what he was doing and you couldn’t help yourself not to play right along.

“You gonna tell me your name or… ?” you trailed off, setting your half empty coffee mug on the bar. He licked his lips giving you a slight roguish grin. “Oh, ye want to know my name?” “Seems only fair.” You said with a shrug. He turned on his bar stool to fully face you jutting out a massive hand. You hadn’t realized quite how big he was standing to the side of him as he slouched against the bar.

“ They call me Mad Sweeney.” Your eyebrow arched up. “ Mad ?” You reached tentatively towards his hand to give it a quick shake. He closed his hand around yours and tugged it upwards brushing his lips across your knuckles while looking into your eyes. “ That’s right, I’m about as mad as they come.”

Something in the tone of his voice and the glint in his eye caused your body to ignite. You could feel tightness coil low in your belly, a deep blush bloomed across your cheeks, crawling down your throat. You could tell he noticed. He chuckled slowly releasing your hand.

As you brought it down you felt something hard and cold between your fingers. Opening your palm you found a single gold coin. You laughed looking up at him. “ What the fuck? Are you, some sort of barroom magician? I’m not sure if I should be impressed or not. “

“ Nah, not a magician, but I’m magic tho… “ he thought for a second, rocking his head back and forth. “And impressive.” He grinned taking the shot you offered him from the bar. He held it up toasting you, “Cheers Doll” and downed it. You smiled shyly examining the coin about to ask him another question, but stopped, hearing your name screeched from behind you.

“I think your friend is requesting your presence.” Sweeney said gesturing over his shoulder towards your companions. You sighed deeply looking over to see the Bride waving a skinny arm at you yelling your name. “Christ.” You muttered setting the coin on the bar top. A bridesmaid came over slurring something about pool dragging you by the arm away before you could say anything. You shot Sweeney an apologetic glance and he smirked giving you a wave as he turned back towards the bar.

You stood in the dark corner replaying the interaction with Sweeney in your head, not paying attention to the conversation around you. “Hey, it’s your turn” the Bride drunkenly spit in your ear, pushing you forward with her cue. Pool was never your strong suit. You leaned forward onto the dimly lit table trying to line up a shot. You thought you could feel Sweeney’s eyes on you and were trying not to look, but your body was tense. You stole a glance up to where he had been sitting. He was gone and you released a breath you hadn’t known you’d been holding.

You took your shot causing the ball to fly off the table, rolling into the crowd. The bridesmaids all gasped while the Bride laughed hysterically slapping you on the back. “ Fuck.” you groaned leaning your cue on the table going out to look for it.

You didn’t get very far before you were met with a wall of chest as the Irishman stood in front of you holding the white ball. "Well, that was an unfortunate shot.” He said flatly. You swallowed craning your head upwards to meet his eyes. You didn’t say anything, your cheeks burned with embarrassment as you held your hand out for the ball. He sidestepped you and began swaggering towards the table. The women all perked up as he approached, grinning.

You followed along behind, arms crossed. He set the ball on the table, picking up your cue. “ So your friend is having a little trouble with her form I see?” The women all tittered glancing at you. Internally you were a mess but tried to keep a calm outward appearance.

“Luckily for you lot, pool is a specialty of mine.” He bent over sinking several complicated shots, balls bouncing off each other, off the sides of the table and into the pockets. It was like all he had to do was look at a ball and it would go where he wanted. The women all cooed their approval breaking into a round of applause. You rolled your eyes, but couldn’t help but smile. “Fucking show off.” You muttered under your breath.

He called you over handing you the cue. “Bend over like you’re gonna shoot.” He said matter of factly. Your heart leapt to your throat. You searched his face questioningly as he raised his eyebrows canting his head towards the table.

You walked around the table, away from him, angling your shot. “Wait…” he said coming around the table behind you. “You see, ladies, this is a common mistake inexperienced pool players make. ” He said leaning over your body, left hand snaking down your arm covering your fingers adjusting the angle of the cue, his other arm reaching across your back, effectively caging you underneath his hulking frame.

Your heart was thudding in your chest as he reached for your hand pulling back the cue. “Just snap your wrist forward and I’ll guide you.” He husked. You swallowed distracted by the warm breath that passed over the shell of your ear, by the weight of him pressing down on your back, one of his legs angled slightly between yours. He smelled masculine but fresh.

You took a deep breath steadying your weakening legs, pulling your arm back as his hand moved with yours. He used his hand to snap the cue forward striking the ball with the correct amount of force to send the break skittering across the green felt bouncing off the back of the table and sinking into the pocket closest to you. You could feel his breath hot on the back of your neck. “You see, piece of piss" he chuckled low into your ear.

You looked up at the women huddled around the table watching, their eyes a mixture of shock and envy. Sweeney straightened up suddenly moving off of you. You bit your lip as you stood up. You knew your face was crimson. Sweeney sauntered around the table catching your eye giving you wink, tongue running over his bottom lip. A bridesmaid broke the silence “Uh I think you're gonna need to show me that move.” “Me too.” Another agreed.

There was a retching sound behind you and you saw the Bride gag into her hands. Throwing the cue to Sweeney you hurried her off to the bathroom, holding her hair back while she emptied the contents of her stomach in the toilet.

The Brides violent vomiting finally subsided enough to call her a taxi. You slung the Bride’s body across your shoulder and with the help of another bridesmaid walked her outside to wait for the cab. She was in the crying stage of drunkenness, telling everyone how much she loved them and what great friends they were. You knew she would be passed out soon.

When the cab arrived you got everyone settled inside. The cab could only seat four so you volunteered to wait for another one. “You better fuck that Irish guy tonight and tell us all about it.” A bridesmaid slurred out the window as the cab pulled away.” “Oh yes, definitely. “ You laughed sarcastically waving to her.

Bathed in the red light of the retreating cab you sighed with relief. Turning to go back inside you were met with the large frame of Sweeney standing a few paces behind you, hands in the pockets of his jean jacket. His smoldering gaze caused you to blush deeply, biting your lip.

“Your friends left you?”

“Not really my friends, the Bride’s my cousin.” You were trying not to remember how his body felt against yours. “I said I’d catch the next cab.” “That’s going to be a while,” he said looking into the parking lot. “Well, you could keep me company inside if you want. ” You said giving him a flirty smile.

“ Or I could give you a lift home.” He stepped forward looking down at you. You hadn’t thought of that. “I don’t think you're in any condition to drive.” You scoffed. “That very well might be...” He shrugged fishing out a cigarette. You gazed fixedly at his thick fingers as they lit the cigarette, pulling it from his lips, idly wondering what it would feel like if they were in you. “ In that case, “ he said blowing out a puff of smoke, pulling a key ring from his pocket. “You can drive.”

He reached for your hand dropping them in your open palm. You weighed your options in silence as you watched him stride off into the blackened parking lot. He turned around, “ You coming?” You cocked an eyebrow before stepping off into the gravel following him at a safe distance. He waited, watching you walk towards him.

“Which car is yours?”

“I dunno," he said looking down the row of cars. “Push the thing." You held up the key fob pushing the button. A red light illuminated the dirt behind you. "You forgot what your own truck looked like?” You said walking towards the driver’s side. “ It looks like the ‘Pussy Wagon’ from Kill Bill.”

Sweeney chuckled. “ It’s not mine, I’m just borrowing it… ” “ Sounds sketchy.” You said opening the door. The cab illuminated and Sweeney slid easily into the passenger side of the lifted truck as you struggled, climbing up using the steering wheel for leverage.

You finally situated yourself behind the wheel with a triumphant huff. Sweeney had been watching your tribulation with a grin. “So, where to now?” You said as the light clicked off leaving only the neon sign from the bar illuminating the small space. “ Well, you want a story to impress those women, don’t you?” He said slyly.

You blink at him trying to think of a witty response but are stunned silent as he leans in capturing your face with both hands, kissing you. His tongue teases the seam of your lips until you open for him kissing you breathless. Your head is swimming as he pulls back leaving you gaping in your seat. “ What do you want to do, lass?” he chuckled.

You were never one to take strangers home, but you decided to throw caution to the wind as you drove to your small bungalow on the outskirts of town. You parked in front of your house switching off the engine. “ This is it.” You said shyly. You stared at each other for a moment before leaning in for another deep kiss. He unbuckled your seat belt pulling you into his lap, playfully nipping along your neck as he held you close. His hands dropped to your thighs, kneading them before moving to your ass. You let out a whimper grinding down hard on his crotch.

“Do you want me to come inside? “ he breathed nuzzling his bearded chin against your neck. “Yea… let’s go inside. “ You whispered into his shoulder.

Outside the confined space of the truck, your rational mind took over your desire, questioning your decision to bring some random, albeit hot, man into your home. You rounded the truck handing him the keys. He pocketed them as he reached out for you, searing your lips with another kiss. You quietly told your rational mind to shut the fuck up as you broke away from his grasp opening the small gate into the front yard.

Sweeney followed you up the walkway and stood close behind you as you fished your keys from your purse, trying to unlock the door with shaking fingers. His hand came up from behind taking the key, unlocking the door for you. You could feel his breath on your neck giving you goose bumps.

You pushed it opened walking into the hallway and flipping on the living room light. Sweeney entered closing the door behind him, taking in the surroundings. You felt awkward for a second in the stark lamp light.

“Uh, you want a drink? “ you say hanging your purse on the coat rack behind the door. “ I'll never turn down a free drink.” Sweeney says looking at the various art works and family photos you have on your walls. He keeps glancing at you hungrily, which makes your already wet cunt pulse in anticipation.

“ Have a seat, I’ll be right back.” You motion to the couch as you walk back into the kitchen. Taking two glasses from the cabinet you set them on the counter. You let out a sigh pressing your hands into the cool tile closing your eyes, giving yourself a pep talk trying to steady your nerves.

“ You alright love?”

You jump startled by his sudden presence in the doorway. “ Yea, of course." You said grabbing a bottle of whiskey off a shelf. “How do you take yours?” you ask placing a few cubes of ice in a glass. “Straight is fine.” He says leaning against the door jam watching you with dark eyes. His tongue darting out to lick his bottom lip, a move you found ridiculously sexy.

You close the distance handing him the glass as you take a sip of your drink. Sweeney doesn’t move from the doorway, he just keeps eyeing you with a molten gaze that’s both exciting and nerve wracking. Suddenly, he stands up straight walking towards you. You quickly walk backward, your ass hitting the kitchen counter behind you.

Sweeney takes the glasses out of your hands setting them in the sink next to you. He’s almost flush with your body. Your breath is coming in ragged as you stare at his neck, wanting to trace the light splash of freckles you see cascading across his skin with your tongue. You can feel his eyes burning your skin, his hard on straining his pants, lightly brushing your stomach. He leans down lifting you up effortlessly placing you on the kitchen counter. Your legs spread wide as he grinds into your pelvis, pressing his mouth to yours.

You melt into him as he slowly unzips your black hoodie pushing it off your shoulders. Sweeney stops, raising an eyebrow when he sees “bridesmaid” in gold sparkly letters. “ She forced us all to wear these stupid things.” You laughed grabbing the hem and pulling it up over your head.

You both are still for a moment, your eyes flick up to his as he gazes down at your breasts. You moan arching your back into his touch, resting your head on the cabinet for support as he palms them. A hand snakes around your back looking for the clasp. “ How do you get this fuckin thing off ya?” he husks. You chuckle reaching up unlocking the clasp between your breasts pulling the bra open as he groans watching you. It slips from your shoulders, down your arms as he leans in kissing and licking your breasts, flicking his tongue mercilessly against one nipple and then the other as his beard tickles the sensitive skin. You lean down kissing the top of his head, your nails raking across his back.

He kisses his way back up your chest, rolling his tongue in your gaping mouth. Your legs wrap around his pulling him into the cradle of you thighs, grinding on his cock straining in his pants.

He lets out a low guttural growl, as the kisses turn wilder, more frantic. You grasp at the edges of his pearl button western shirt yanking it open, desperate to feel the heat of his flesh. He pulls away from you long enough to take it off before you grab his suspenders yanking him back, locking your legs around his hips, arms around his neck, fingers slipping through fiery strands, as your body arches up trying to pull him closer so you can devour him.

Sweeney groans, pulling back slightly as he presses his forehead to yours, his eyes closed, auburn eyelashes fan out glinting gold in the muted light. Both of you are gasping trying to catch your breath. His left hand is up in your hair holding you pliant against his body while his right hand slips down the curve of your back, palming your ass hard.

You close your eyes, leaning forward pressing a kiss to his jaw working your way to his thick neck. You hear a rumble from his chest as he steps backward pressing his palms gently against your shoulders. You're too far gone to realize he's trying to ask you a question.

“Hey…hey" he whispers before he snaps his thick fingers in front of your face effectively breaking the spell lust has on you. His hands encase your face gently, a thumb tipping your chin up so you're looking into his green eyes. You blink trying to re-focus on him. “What?” you said furrowing your brow in confusion.

“ Before we go any further, I want to make sure you're ok with this…” he motions between you two. Your heart is pounding a steady rhythm that you can feel within your cunt. You stare into his flushed face trying to gauge if he's serious or not. He looks sincere as he pets the side of your head, tucking your wild hair behind your ear.

You swallow, taking a deep breath. “ I'm more than ok with it.” You husked as one of your dangling legs hooks behind his urging him to close the distance between you. Sweeney places his hands on either side of your thighs on the counter, using his chest to push you back into the cupboards. You stretch your neck out, eyes on the ceiling as his lips sear your jaw, dragging down your neck and across your collarbones.

“ Do you want me to fuck you…lass?” his hands navigated to your ass as he pulls you hard into his body, grinding his cock in between your legs. You moan loudly, hitting the back of your head on the white pine door of the cupboard.

Eyes slit, you watch his face as he grinds into you again, mouth hanging open slightly, pupils blown black with aching need. Your hands drop to your waist as you undo the buttons on your jeans. Sweeney steps back grabbing the ankles, pulling them off as you lean up in a fluid motion.

His hand slides between your thighs brushing your panties to one side as the knuckle of his index fingers runs through your already wet folds, circling lazily around your clit.

He looks down giving you a crooked grin. “ I wondered what ye tasted like the moment I laid eyes on ya.” He brought the finger up swiping your arousal against your bottom lip. Leaning in he sucked the lip into his mouth licking it clean, then moves to deeply kiss you letting taste yourself.

“Tastes like everything I ever loved.”

Your eyes roll up into your head as you let out a throaty moan bucking your hips into him. “ Tell me what you want.” He husks warm into your ear, tongue running along the crescent shaped edge.

“What do you want lass?”

You were panting under the hard press of his body. You knew exactly what you wanted. “I want you to spread me out like you did on the pool table.” He chuckled. “You liked that?” “Fuck yes I did. I want to feel your weight pressing into my body.” “You want me to pin you down and fuck you ragged?” He dipped a finger inside you, pumping it in and out. “Jesus Christ" you moaned.

His constant questioning was starting to get on your nerves. Your body was ignited in flames, you needed him now. “Just fucking do it already.” You rasped grabbing fistfuls of his white undershirt.

He tisked at you. “ There’s no need to rush… There’s something to be said about delayed gratification.” He slipped a second finger in you when he caught you rolling your eyes. “ You're not there yet if you can still give me sass.” He warned.

Your knees pressed into the sides of his hips as he lazily fucked you with his fingers turning you into a mess. He intently watched your face looking for signs that you were getting close.

Abruptly, he pulled his fingers from your cunt causing you to whine from the loss. He took off his undershirt, toeing off his shoes and unbuckling his belt, finally kicking off his pants. He wasn’t wearing any underwear. Your breath caught as you took in the sight of him naked before you.

Scooping you up into his arms, he walked you over to the kitchen table, gently setting you down balancing your wobbly frame with his arms as you faced him. His hands dropped to your waist brushing the lace of your panties off your hips letting them hit the floor. You stood looking up at him as he gazed down at you, large hands resting on your hips.

A growl caught low in his throat as your hand closed, as much as it could, around his thick shaft. You squeezed the base of his cock dragging your hand slowly upward circling around the uncircumcised head. His hands tightening on your hips as he closed his eyes.

“See how you like to be teased.” You thought as you slowly pumped his dick. Your other hand ran up his thigh, tracing the muscular line across his abdomen and down to his groin before you gently cupped his balls. He let out a string of curses, hips bucking forward into your hand. “ Turn around" he demanded, putting his palms on your shoulders gently pushing you back.

“ Who’s impatient now?” you sassed squeezing the base of his cock in retribution for the fingering.

He looked down intensely through hooded eyes, utterly consumed. You felt your stomach drop and a fresh wave of arousal flood you. Your hands reluctantly stopped their ministrations, falling to your sides.

Your heart was thundering in your chest as Sweeney slowly turned you, your hips hitting the edge of the table. A large hand ran down your back pressing your chest flush to the cold wood surface. Turning, you try to peer over your shoulder as he positions himself behind you.

Sweeney’s hands skate up your sides, feeling the notches of your ribs, then up straightening out your arms over your head, the backs of your hands resting on the table, palms up. One of his hands comes to rest on top of your arms encasing your hands with his. A leg presses into you spreading your thighs wide. He hisses something in a language you had never heard when he sees your exposed cunt presented for him. He ran a finger through your seam causing you to quiver. “Please” you whispered digging your fingers into the hand he held you with.

His chest hovered over your back as you felt the head of his hard cock finally slick through your folds. You groan, breath ragged as he teased your entrance, pressing in slightly only to pull it out and slide against you.

Your curses gave way to wanton pleading and he finally gave in. Pushing himself agonizingly slow into your tight heat, your face twists into a silent scream as he fills you like you never felt before. He bottomed out deep inside your cunt, stilling his hips and letting your body adjust slightly to his size. You rolled your forehead against the wood of the table, completely overwhelmed with the sensation of him seated deep within you.

Pulling back slowly he let his hips snap forward into you. His chest pressing you into the table, an arm wrapped around your hips holding your body in place as he fucks you, building a steady rhythm, pulling noises you never knew you could make from your mouth.

It felt like he was playing your body like an instrument. Every touch a note of pleasure being rung from you. You didn't last long. He brought his fingers to your clit and the expert touch had you shaking around his thick shaft within minutes. He fucked you through your orgasm, dropping kisses on your neck, speaking to you with words you don’t understand.

Your knees started to buckle, if it wasn’t for him buried deep within you keeping you upright, you probably would have slid off the table. Sweeney pulls out of you with a loud pop, flipping you over on your back, lifting your legs over his shoulders. You felt like human origami as he begins to fuck you hard, pumping in and out of your cunt, grinding you under his muscular chest.

The pressure starts to build deep within you for an even greater release. You manage to open your eyes long enough to look into his face catching his eye. He slows down slightly wrapping one of your legs around his waist while still keeping the other on his shoulder. Leaning down he takes your tongue into his mouth sucking on it as he presses long hard strokes into your body.

You can feel him start to tense, his thrusts more desperate. "I’m …almost…there" you gasp pulling on his hair to snap him out of his own race to cum. He looks down at you nodding. He shifts slightly angling his hips so his cock grinds up against your g-spot.

It was near insinuations, your back bowed, your face contorted as the orgasm came crashing down on you dragging you under wave after wave of pleasure to blackness. Your body shaking so violently around him, he had no choice but to follow.

When you finally cracked an eye open you were already in bed, covers tucked around your naked frame. Sweeney was perched on the edge, half-way dressed nursing the drink you poured long ago. You shifted stretching out your sore legs, feeling the satisfying oscillation within you. You looked at him trying to think of something to break the silence but just ended up laughing thinking about something he had said at the bar. “ I guess you were right…” you whispered. Sweeney turned, placing his arm over you legs leaning in closer.

“ About what?"

“About being magical.” You smile at him, slightly in awe. Sweeney gives you a crooked grin as he leans forward placing a gentle kiss on your lips. “ Don’t forget impressive too. “ He says with a wink

#mad sweeney #american gods #mad sweeney x reader #american gods fanfiction #mad sweeney x you #consensual sweeney

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theyanderespecialist · 5 years

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Yandere Horror Fandoms Headcanons and Scenarios And Rules (Request On My Page)

Hello My Sexy Readers, Yes you read the title right, this is another series for requests.

Now first The List of All The Horror And Slashers Movies I can think of that I know, I may add more later on.

-Movies (TV Series will be after)

A Nightmare On Elm Street (Seen Most Of these movies)

Alien (Seen All Of Them)

Alien VS Predator

The Boy

Candyman

Carrie (Only the Original )

Child's Play (Seen the original one in 1988 not the sequels and FUCK NO TO THE REMAKE!!!)

Children Of The Corn

Deep Blue Sea (both)

Dracula

Evil Dead (2013 Remake)

The Exorcist

Final Detestation (Only The Third One)

Frankenstein

Freddy VS Jason (GO JASON!!!!)

Friday The 13th (All of Them)

Get Out

The Grudge

Halloween (Seen Them All)

Hannibal

Hannibal Rising

Harry Potter (ALL MOVIES) (ADDED THIS BECAUSE I SAID SO XD)

Hellraiser (All of them but cannot remember most of them)

I know What You Did Last Summer (Seen it once)

IT (Original 2 parts and part 1 of the 2017 remake)

Jaws

Jeepers Creepers (1 and 2)

Meat Train

Orphan (Seen once)

Pet Sematary

The Phantom Of The Opera

Predator (All Of Them)

Prom Night

Psycho (The first and second one)

The Purge (first one)

The Ring (2002)

Saw (All Of Them)

Scream (Just first one)

The Shining

The Silence Of The Lambs

Silent Hill (First One)

Silent Hill (1999)

Split (Yes it is under Horror)

Sweeney Todd: The Demon On Fleet Street (Can't remember which one)

The Texas Chainsaw Massacre (All Of Them)

Village of The Damned

When A stranger Calls

The Wolf Man

Wrong Turn (Some of them I cannot remember )

Zombieland

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Next the tv shows which is shorter for reasons (Dont question me)

Bates Motel

Buffy The Vampire Slayer

The Chilling Adventures of Sabrina

Hannibal

The Walking Dead

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Horror Games as I now a lot of you will want that :D

Alice The Madness Returns

Baldi's Basics

Bendy and The Ink Machine (Half of it so far)

Corpse Party (The First One)

Danganropa (all of 1 and some of 2 and 3)

Dead Before Daylight

Detention

Doki Doki Literature Club

Dream Daddy (Because Of The Cult Ending and Cause I said SO >:3)

Emily Wants To Play

Friday The 13th The Game

Five Nights at Freddy (ALL OF THEM)

Hello Neighbor

Little Nightmares

Lucius (The First One)

Mad Father

Misao

Outlast (All Three)

Resident Evil 2 (The Remake)

Resident Evil 7

Ride With Strangers

Silent Hill (A Couple of Them)

The Sinking City (Only a bit)

Tattletail

Unforgiving The Northern Hymen

Until Dawn

We Happy Few

Welcome To The Game (1 and 2)

The Witches House

Yandere Simulator

And Finally the rules before everyone starts saying what they want :D

-Headcanons:

Hehehehe you can ask as many Slasher or horror movie character as you want with Headcanons

Such as the following

Can I get Jason headcanons with blind Male Reader

-Jason

.He was surprised when you did not scream when you were looking right at him, holding the head of one of your friends.

.He was curious like a child never meeting a blind person before.

.Unfortunately for you, your hearing is much higher than normal as you are blind and you rely on it and you do not know where you are running because Jason took your cane and broke it.

.As a man you think you can defend yourself to a degree and do not let your handicap well handicap you.

.When he sees you with one of those sinful teens he does not take kindly to this.

.Killing her and tripping you before throwing you over his shoulder.

.No matter how much you fight against him or how strong you are he is the man here and when he learns just how much he wants you their is no way you are going to defend your virginity as him.

.You may be able to hear better but this is his territory and their is no escaping.

You may also asks Questions such as

Who would be aggressive to their love and who would adore them or both, Hannibal Lecter, Thomas Hewitt, Freddy Krueger, Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, Michael Myers,

-Aggressive:

.Freddy Krueger

.Michael Myers

-Adore:

.Thomas Hewitt

.Jason Voorhees

-Both

Hannibal Lecter

Also Questions like what nicknames they have and so on.

This is how you Requests

.What yandere or yanderes you want to know more about

.Reader

Male or Female

.Can also be any type of reader.

Chubby

Straight

Gay

Blind

Small

Tall

Incest

And so on, anything really except child (Unless it is platonic) And If With Freddy it can be referenced that he did stuff with you at a young age but it will be light and no full scenes on it.

-Scenarios

This is like Oneshots and Headcanons smashed into one you can ask as many as you like with any reader you want but the Scenario must be the same for all the ones you are asking

Can I get one with pregnant female reader and with Brahmas, Chucky, The Demon from Evil Dead

Suicidal Reader with Jack Torrance, Pyramid head, Pennywise, Jeepers Creeper

.Ask for which yandere and Yanderes

.Ask for what type of reader

.Male Or Female

And anything else you hearts want :D

Their will also be OCS with me my OC Michelle and my co author OC Marie

No Child sex scene Reader must be Fifteenth years or older for sex scenes.

You may also Choose Yandere Or Yanderes Character(S) X Love Interests Characters (Non reader or OC like)

Yandere Jason X Freddy

And Genderbents (Female or male version) of characters are a yes.

And ask for any version of reader even ones that are not just in movies

Like Jason from when Jason was in Space.

Or Freddy Krueger from the 2010 remake

and so on

And Also if you want AU (Alternate Universes)

Priest Hannibal Lecter

Doctor Norman Bates

And so on

You can choose with more than one yandere to a: share b: Seperate C: Fight for reader D: Poly

Poly is short for polygamy and it has where more than two people in a relationship.

Enjoy and stay Sexy!

NSFW Will be posted else where as Tumblr sucks

#yandere #yandere slasher #yandere headcanons #yandere scenario #Yandere horror games #yandere horror movies #horror #slashers #headcanons #scenarios

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flowercrystals · 7 years

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Hush

Warning(s): Explicit (18+) sexual contents Fandom: American Gods Pairing: Mad Sweeney x Reader (Female)

Part 2: Intimate Part 3: Chance

Authors Note: Yeah this character has me weak. This is a soft launch and the first fan fiction I’ve written. I feel totally cringe, but fuck it! I love the expression in this pic. Found here

You know you shouldn't let him in. It's passed midnight when you hear his knock. He doesn't even give you the courtesy of a text. He says he doesn’t have a phone, which you find hard to believe. This situation has been completely in his control, a fact that you find frustrating as you spent most nights, alone, hoping to hear his knock. You hate feeling this desperate.

“ What do you do?” you asked him once, looking deep in his eyes, probing for answers. He just smiled before lacing a hand into your hair at the base of your scalp and scalding your mouth with his, silencing any lingering questions. It had worked, it always worked.

He stands at the edge of your porch, leaning against a beam, casually smoking a hand rolled cigarette; surveying the moon lit garden. You watch him through the peephole, mentally debating, but you're already on fire, feeling your desire deep within your body. You hate how predictable you've become. You're an addict and the addiction always wins out no matter how many self-restraint platitudes or mantras you tell yourself.

You flip the latch and walk back into the bedroom crawling underneath a blanket. He takes his time to come in, he always takes his time in whatever he's doing, at least when you're involved. It creates a delicious tension that drives you wild. He usually chides you or makes a crack about your generation's need for instant gratification and their inability to enjoy the pleasure of the game. The exquisite passion that lies within the yearning.

“ Now people just by rubber things to fuck. It wasn't like that in my day.” Looking at him he couldn't be any older than Generation X at most. “ Where the hell have you been living for the past 50 years?” you retorted. He responded by sliding a massive hand up your thigh and into your wet folds, circling your clit. He leaned down and nuzzled the side of your face, his beard rubbing tantalizingly along your throat. “ I've been around” he whispered pushing his tongue into your gaping mouth the same time as a long finger entered you.

You hear the squeak of the front door opening, the heavy thud of his footsteps as he makes his way a crossed the living room and into the kitchen. Sitting up in bed you hear the opening of cupboards, the running of the sink, the refrigerator being rummaged through. “ Make yourself at home, Sweeney" you mutter, brow furrowed. The kitchen commotion ceases and you can hear his footsteps coming towards your bedroom. Quickly you lay back down, covers pulled up to your chin, laying on your side with your back to the door. You knew your cold body language was a futile gesture, your heart was hammering in your chest as you tried to control your breathing. If you were being completely honest with yourself you would have jumped him the moment he set foot on your porch, but you still had some self-respect to play a little hard to get. That urge was fading with every visit, turning you into a wanton mess.

Sweeney pushed the ajar door open with his shoulder, stopping in the doorway he regarded you curled up in the fetal position. He chuckled. “Oh, is little lass asleep?” You heard the clinking of ice in a glass. Sitting down next to you he set a glass down on the night stand. The smell of whiskey hit your nostrils causing your nose to crinkle, a sight that didn't go unnoticed by Sweeney. He laughed lightly, brushing the hair out of your face, stroking your cheek with his index finger which led to him rubbing his hand down the side of your blanket covered body. You popped and eye open to look at him, cast in moonlight as he took a swig from his own iceless glass of whiskey. You felt your core pulse as he swallowed, his thick neck flexing. “ This is so fucked up" you thought to yourself, but your body was responding with a persistent “Who fucking cares!?”

“ So it's going to be like that eh?” he said toing off his boot while finishing his drink. Your response was silence. He sighed getting up, you could hear the pop of the buttons on his shirt, then the zip of his fly, cloth rustling as it was flung into a chair in the corner of your room. You felt the bed dip down behind you as Sweeney made himself comfortable. He was too tall for your bed, his legs hung off a good six inches if he laid out straight. He collapsed behind you, his mouth at the base of your neck, his arm slung low on your hip as his legs slotted in behind yours. You stared into the darkness experiencing his warmth enveloping you. It felt way more intimate than all your other trysts. His breath soon began to slow and deepen. With a sigh you leaned over and flipped on the light. Sweeney’s brow furrowed his eyes slitting open. You were up on one elbow looking down at him.

“ Hi” he breathed with a smile, his hand moving from where it was resting on your hip to ghost down the side of your face then up the nape of your neck, gently coaxing you to turn your body towards him. You did, resting your face a few inches from his. He studied you, looking for clues to your mood as he stroked your hair.

“ Sweeney, what are you doing here?” you said finally breaking the silence. It had been over three weeks since he last showed up at your house. You were angry, horny, worried and a little hurt, even though you didn't want to admit the last one to yourself. You knew he was just a fuck buddy, but you did enjoy his company when he was around. He was entertaining, a great story teller and usually had you laughing until you wanted to puke when he wasn't fucking your brains out.

“ Were you worried about me?” he said with a slight smirk pulling you towards him. “ Huh, no" you lied. “ I just didn’t want you showing up in case I had any other guys over.” “Mmm" Sweeney rumbled as he dropped his hand ghosting it down your arm. “ Did you have any other men over?” His hand was sliding under the covers seeking unclothed flesh. “ No” you breathed as he made contact with the back of your thigh. “ It's just that, I don't have any way to contact you, I didn't know if you were around or had left or whatever.”

Sweeney was casually squeezing your ass as he looked at you in the eyes seriously. “Ok” he nodded “ I had some business to attend to. It was a spur of the moment thing.” His hand dipped down to the junction of your thighs cupping your heat in his hand. “ I’m sorry I left you hanging…”

Your breath was coming fast and ragged now. You were finding it hard to concentrate on anything other than this fingers teasing at your entrance. He leaned his face towards you, so close you could feel the edges of his beard brushing your chin. “ Will you let me make it up to you?” he breathed into your ear, gently ghosting his lips across your cheek. With a groan, you reached out with both hands cradling his face as you rolled your tongue into his open mouth.

He pulled the blanket off, closing the small gap between your bodies. His hands were everywhere, running down your legs, grabbing your ass, running up into your hair. The baby doll nightgown you had on was runched up your chest as he pressed his face in, licking the underside of your breasts like he knew you liked. You pulled the fabric over your head wanting no barrier between you.

Sweeney's kisses started trailing down your stomach as he cupped your pussy. You knew he was about to go down on you, but the fire that had been ignited in your body couldn't wait. You needed him hard, fast and now. Dropping one hand on top of his head you tugged at his ginger strands causing him to look up from his ministrations. “Lay down on your back.” You rasped. A smile spread across his lips “ You're so impatient.” “ Yep" you said sitting up, placing your hands on his shoulders. He let you push him over. “ As I see it, you owe me for the aggravation.”

You swung your leg over his body slowly straddling him, running your hand down his length. His cock was uncircumcised and thick just like the rest of him The shape of it kinda resembled a mushroom which you thought was weird at first until he gave you the first vaginal orgasm you ever had. You reached in between your thighs slicking your hand with your arousal before slowly stroking his dick.

Sweeny let out a low groan as he watched you, eyes hooded and smoldering. Your small hand tried to encircle his length, fingers not quite touching. Your left hand moved to cup his balls, kneading and rolling them in your hand. “ Pull on them.” He rasped as he ran a hand down your chest. You looked at him in the eye as you squeezed the base of his cock starting a slow drag up the shaft while gripping his balls and tugging them slowly.

He let out a strangled moan as his giant hand came up to encircle your arm jerking you forcefully to him as he sat up his other arm wrapping around your waist. He pulled your arm around his neck before burying his hand into your hair, pulling back and exposing your neck to his scorching kisses.

“You want me to fuck you?” he questioned. Your mouth hung open unable to speak as he nipped along your neck. His hips bucked into you as he slid his thick cock in between your velvety folds. You tried to answer, your lips moved but no sound came out. Your head was thrown back, eyes shut, concentrating on the hardness in between your thighs.Sweeney's giant hands rested on either side of your face pulling your forehead to his. Your breath was heaving as you opened your eyes, staring deeply into his hazel ones.

“ Tell me you want me to fuck you.” he whispered, sending chills through your body. “ Do you give yourself to me freely?” It was an odd quirk he had and he always asked before any sexual encounter. You couldn't really complain, with so many men not caring about consent in this day and age. The question now made you shiver with expectation of what was about to come next. “ Fuck yes” you breathed nodding and looking back keenly into his eyes. Sweeney groaned pulling you to his mouth, kissing you passionately, hands searing down your back.

He slipped one hand between your bodies as you rose up slightly, thighs quivering. Grabbing the base of his cock he ran the head down your slick folds. Bracing your hands on his broad shoulders you sank down on his length with a long moan, eyes closed, head resting on his chest.

You took a moment to get adjusted to his size, savoring the feeling of being completely filled. Tentatively, you ground your hips down bringing him deeper inside you. Sweeney groaned pressing you to his chest one hand buried in your hair the other squeezing your ass hard. You knew from experience that there would be fingerprint shaped bruises there in the morning, making you tingle with memories every time you sat down.

Slowly you began rocking your hips building a rhythm. Sweeny held you close to his body as his hips responding to yours. You felt your orgasm start to rise within you. You likened it to the slow ascent of a roller coaster as it clicked up to the plateau only to come crashing down with brutal force on the other side.

“ Ah fuck…I need more.” You hissed in his ear. He nodded falling backward onto the bed then rolling, pulling you under him. He moved to the edge of the bed pulling you with him. “ Get on your knees.” He requested. You slowly rolled onto your stomach gathering you shaky knees underneath you pushing yourself up on your elbows.

You felt him at you entrance and you pushed back onto him. He held still for a moment letting you move back and forth on his length before he finally took over. His hands latching onto your hips he angled you just right so his length brushed against your g-spot. You moaned wantonly as he rhythmically pounded himself into you. His hand reached around to trail up your chest, up your throat as he tilted your head back.

“Look at me.” His voice was almost desperate. You felt his thumb brush against you open lips as you opened your eyes staring into his hungry gaze. His force increased, his hands gripping your hips, pulling you back to meet his thrusts.

You we're almost there, your body became rigid, hands balled into the sheets, you felt your pussy tighten bringing him in deeper, hitting your walls just right that you buried your face in the mattress to muffle the sound of your body cracking orgasm. Every muscle was tensed and primed as you went over the edge.

It felt like you were going to tear apart until the blinding flash of release, shaking you to the core as endorphins flooded your body. You were in your own world, gasping breath, shaking limbs, your cunt pounding out a steady thrum as aftershocks hit your body. It felt like being at the bottom of the ocean, nothing could reach you accept the hum of your own body. Gradually your consciousness floated to the surface, your senses returning to you. You don’t know how long you were under; you cracked an eyelid seeing Sweeney on his back, chest heaving.

You reached out a leaden arm towards him. His head turned towards you, looking at your disheveled and destroyed state he broke out into a huge grin. He grabbed your hand and brought it to his chest placing his own over it. “ I don't know lass… maybe I should go away more often if this is what I can expect in return.”

“ Fuck you.” You said lethargically, your face pressed into the bed. He chuckled turning on his side a hand coming down to caress your back. You never understood how he could be so chipper after fucking your brains out and all you wanted to do was drift into a blissed out state of unconsciousness. “ Come on, lemme help ya up” He peeled you off the edge of the bed, scooping you up into his arms. Besides the sex this was undoubtedly one of your favorite things. How he took care to make sure you were ok and comfortable.

He placed you in the middle of the bed nestled amongst the pillows, covering you with the blanket. You watched him with half closed eyes, a smile playing at the edge of your lips. He sat next to you on the bed smoothing the hair from your face. “Here,” he said picking up the glass of whiskey with ice that had long since melted into whiskey and water. “ Drink this. It will sooth your throat, you'll need it after all that ‘OOH MY GOD! SWEENEY DON'T STOP' yelling you did.”

You opened one eyed to give him a squinty look. “ I don’t sound like that.” You rasped. “ Hmm" he cocked his head as he helped you lean up a bit to take a sip from the glass. “ You absolutely do.” He went on to give you a pantomime of how you act during sex. To be honest you really don't have a clue what you sound like because the things he does gets you so far gone you could be speaking in tongues for all you knew.

Taking the whiskey from him you sipped on the drink quietly. A slight blush creeping into your already flushed cheeks. “ Don't be embarrassed, “ he leaned over you pressing his mouth to yours in a chaste kiss. “ I fucking love it.” He gave you a wink while taking the glass from you. You fell backward onto the pillows pulling the covers up over your face to hide your grin.

He stood up finishing off the drink before getting dressed. You pulled the blanket back down admiring the strong planes of his body, the thick muscles, the graceful movements. You could see you left your own mementos of your coupling on his frame. Scratches and bruises marred his back and arms. He never looked more beautiful.

“When am I going to see you again?” you said impulsively. Usually, you never ask, just letting him come and go as he pleased. “ I mean, I never know what's going on, you don’t have a phone, you don’t have any social media, it's like you're a ghost.” Your voice trailed off, looking away from him. You felt awkward and vulnerable. You knew Sweeney could read it all over your face and it made you burn with embarrassment.

“ Aw Lass,” he cooed pulling his suspenders over his shoulders. Sitting down on the bed he took your hand in his and looked deep into your eyes. “ I'll tell you the best way to get ahold of me…you just put a saucer of cream or maybe a bit of bread, anything really by a window and you send me a sweet prayer on the wind and I'll come runnin to you.” You stared at him blankly studying his face as it cracked into a smile.

“ Oh fuck you Sweeney, you asshole.” you said incredulously pulling out a pillow to throw at him. Dodging the pillow Sweeney picked up his shirt and jacket. He rummaged through the pocket pulling out a match book.

“Baring that,” he said grabbing your hand turning it over and placing it in your palm. “ You can call that number. If I'm not there just ask for Jack and she'll give me the message.” You turned the match book over in your hand staring at the cartoon crocodile with an eyebrow cocked.

“ Are you some sort of bouncer or something?” He looked at you as he shrugged on his jacket. “Or something.” He reached out, pulling you into a deep kiss as he always did when you started asking questions. It always worked.

#american gods #mad sweeney #mad sweeney x reader #consensual sweeney #mad sweeney x you #american gods fanfiction #good lord help me

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flowercrystals · 7 years

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Intimate

Warning(s): Explicit (18+) sexual contents Fandom: American Gods Pairing: Mad Sweeney x Reader (Female)

Part 1: Hush Part 3: Chance

Authors Note: Fluff alert. I had a couple of ideas for one shots so I thought I'd expound on my previous work. If anyone has any thoughts, opinions, ideas or requests feel free to message me here or at A03 Sorry in advance for any misspellings/grammar errors. Hope you enjoy!

It didn't register that you weren't waking up alone at first. Consciousness dawned on you gradually as you slowly began to stretch your limbs, but were met with a solid object where none should be. You silted an eye open to see the room dimly illuminated through the blackout curtains. Looking down you see a freckled forearm pressed against your chest, a large hand gently cupping one of your breasts.

Soft breaths caressed your neck where he had his face buried your hair.

You tried to collect your thoughts thinking back to the night before. Yes, he had come over and yes the two of you ended up getting piss drunk and fooling around, but no matter how sloshed he got he always made his exit after the deed was done.

Sweeney murmured something in this sleep pulling you closer to him. His legs were tangled in yours and you could feel a rock hard erection pressing into your back. You froze for a moment thinking he had woken up, but the soft rhythmic breathing continued.

It felt confusing being held like this. You had set rules at the beginning of your affair, cause you knew this is what it was, an affair to look back on when you were old and wistful, to prove to yourself that you took chances. One of the cardinal rules was no sleepovers. You knew yourself enough to know that this form of intimacy would only make things more messy, more painful and you were trying to shield your heart . This was supposed to be fun and games.

Closing your eyes you let yourself be enveloped by the warmth of his body. It felt comforting to be wrapped up in him, breathing his scent. Eventually your body intruded on your silent meditation letting you know that you had a massive hangover and needed to use the bathroom asap. Picking up his arm by the wrist you guided his hand from your chest as you pulled a numb leg from in between his. You gently stood up feeling pins and needles in your extremities. You must have been in that position for most of the night. You grabbed a piece of clothing off the floor to cover your naked body, watching the bed to make sure you didn’t disturb his slumber.

With your body no longer propping him up he rolled onto his stomach stretching out like a starfish. His feet hung off the edge by a good four inches, which looked ridiculous, which made you smile fondly.

You had picked up Sweeney's pearl button western shirt. It hung on you comically large. Snapping a few of the buttons you quickly made your way to the bathroom and then to the kitchen. You downed several glasses of water with some ibuprofen. You made some coffee and splashed a little whiskey in it. The clock on the microwave said 3:40 pm. You did a calculation and you realized you must have slept for nearly 12 hours. You poured yourself a second cup of coffee and decided to go back to your room. You denied it was because you wanted to watch Sweeney sleep. You sank down in an over stuffed chair with your legs tucked under you watching the rise and fall of his back. His face was turned towards you, arm sprawled out in the space your body inhabited. The sheet was twisted around his legs and exposed his rather nice ass. You smiled remembering how you surprised him by smacking his ass which intern got you pounced on.

Hazy memories return to you about how you collapsed on the bed together and you pulled him close and demanded he stay. He had just wrapped his brawny arms around you and held you to his chest as you slowly drifted off, feeling drunk and in love. You winced a little remembering the safety and bliss you felt with that man beside you, around you, in you. This was dangerous territory you swore you wouldn't tread in.

The high pitch buzz from your cell phone pierced your reverie. Diving towards the sound you groped around the floor for your purse until you were able to silence the blaring object. You waited for a second before popping your head up over the edge of the bed. Sweeney was sitting up looking down at you trying to stifle a yawn.

“ What the fuck you doin down there?” he said cracking his neck. “ I forgot to shut off my cell phone. Sorry for waking you.” Sweeney regarded you for a few seconds. “Have you been awake long?” “ I dunno," you replied. “Maybe an hour or so.” He nodded his head. “ So were you just…watching me?” He glanced toward your chair where the coffee mug was perched. A smirk played across his lips while a deep blush bloomed on your cheeks and down your neck, flushing your chest. “ And…what are you wearing?” You looked down at the pearl buttons of his shirt. Another wave of blush ignited on your skin which made Sweeney grin. “Christ lass, you just can't get enough of me can you? Breakin’ your rules, wearin’ my clothes, sittin’ vigil in the dark.”

You turned your face trying to hide your embarrassment with a veil of hair. “Oh no you're not,” he leaned forward grabbing the fabric around your arm gentling tugging it towards him. “You're not gonna shut me out. Get up here.” You followed despite your initial reaction to put distance between you two. The deep desire to be near him won out over any other. You crawled up the end of the bed sitting on your knees in front of him. His molten gaze swept over your frame. “Take that dirty thing off.” He said grabbing the hem and pulling it, the buttons popping open revealing the soft curves of your body; the swell of your breasts. Sweeney admired your body hungrily as he pushed his shirt off your shoulders letting it drop behind you.

He slid his long arm around your waist coaxing you to straddle his lap only the thin material of the sheet between you. He was still grinning at you his tongue darting out to lick his bottom lip; his eyes bore into you, sparkling with mirth, mischief and lust. Your heart beat quickened as a thin veneer of sweat broke out on your body. He drug his palm across your forehead smoothing the hair from your face tucking it behind your ear. “ Don't go all shy on me now, love.” You just huffed at him rolling your eyes. His hands were slipping up and down your back, down the curve of or hip and grabbing the swell of your ass.

“ You gonna let me kiss you good morning for once? “ His eyes darting to your partially opened mouth. You brought your hands up his bare chest, purposeful not to make eye contact. “ I suppose, since you're here anyway.” Your eyes flicked from his lips to his eyes and back again. “ Yes well, since I'm here…” he trailed off as flexed his arms around your back pulling you towards him and closing the space between you.

The kiss was gentle. He was playing with your mouth, his tongue just caressing your lips, teasing you, coaxing you to deepen the kiss. His attempt at frustration had worked; you stood up slightly on your knees gaining a little leverage, wrapping your arms around his neck burying your hand in the hair at his nape. Sweeney groaned and granted you access to his mouth deepening the kiss, letting you set the pace.

Your kisses were slow and languid. It was completely different from any other time you had been together. Those were frenzied, lust filled fucks. This tender and purposeful. It made your heart feel like it was going to burst.

Sweeney rolled backwards onto the bed pulling you down with him. He rolled to his side sliding you onto the bed without breaking the kiss. He moved over you being extremely careful as he settled his heavy body over yours. You felt a hand snake between you, his fingers sinking into your already aroused folds. He broke the kiss pecking down the side of your jaw, down your throat.

“I want to kiss you like that down here.” He whispered cupping your pulsing cunt. You swallowed nodding. “ ok... yea" you husked, breath coming ragged. He gave you a long kiss on your lips before making his way down your body nestling his head between your thighs, spreading you open to him.

You gasp loudly, shutting your eyes as you felt his tongue enter you then lick you up to circle your clit. He had one hand pressed on the back of your thigh while the other snaked around to tease your entrance.

You started to see stars behind eyelids as his pace began to increase, his hot tongue sweeping across your cunt. He could tell your close, your body begins to shake, thighs quivering, urging him on.

Your orgasm crashes down on you suddenly as you squeeze your legs around his head, a hand grabbing a fistfull of short red hair. He kept at it until you pull his hair letting him know to stop.

He wipes his face off on the sheet; kisses and caresses your quivering skin until he's nestled against your heated body. His lips drop down on your open mouth letting you taste the sweetness of your cum commingling with his own flavor. You twine your arms and legs around his body, softly pulling him flush to you. A hand runs up the side of your body kneading your breasts before sliding up your neck into your hair.

You open your eyes to find him already looking down intensely into your face. “I need you…” you murmur your breath coming heavy. “ I need you in me.” Sweeney dropped his head to kiss you behind the ear whispering words you didn't understand. It made you shiver and flush grinding your hips into him.

He moves up over you, you wait in anticipation has he rubs himself between your thighs, releasing a breath you didn’t know you were holding at feeling the blissful stretch of him enter you. The air gets caught in your throat as he fills you. His moves are slow and deliberate as he speaks to you in the unfamiliar dialectic, dropping kisses on the top of your head. You hook your legs behind his thighs your small hands pressing into the muscles of his back, urging him on with the sounds flowing uncontrollably from your mouth. You're about to cum and you can tell he's not going to be far behind. Your head tilts back in a silent scream as your body releases for the second time. Your muscles clamp and quiver around him bringing him down with you as he pushes deeply, giving everything he's got into you.

You lay there quivering in each other's arms for a while before he pulls out. He rolls your limp body to him resting your head on his chest, kissing the top of your head, whispering nonsense to you as you slowly come back to earth.

You ended up asking him to stay the whole weekend. Rules were meant to be broken after all.

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