#mike wheeler smut
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mike wheeler x doll collector! fem reader
smut. this is fucking nasty so if u guys dont like mike wheeler smut just s c r o l l ♡♪
age pairing : 17-18
warnings : none
the exchange of looks and stares between you and a classmate of yours in chemistry bubbled across the hallway. you had taken an interest towards this boy, “wheeler” as you called him. his glare towards you always sent chills to your spine. or even to your throbbing— we aren’t there yet.
it wasn’t a joke that he was hot. he was really hot for a nerd. his fingers always got your panties in a bunch. his nose— oh god don’t even get started with his nose. his nose is perfect and to think of it, his curls were cute.
you guys were partnered up for a project and he had to come to your house to finish, and that’s how he ended up in your room, admiring your collection.
mike considered himself a gentleman, a respectable boy, but boy did he reconsider those words as soon as he saw what you were wearing. half of the time he was over, he was either talking to you or staring at your hardened nipples under your shirt due to the cold temperature of your ac.
“you collect barbies?”
“yeah.”
“don’t you think they’re kind of uh.. creepy? imagine sleeping and first thing you see when you wake up is a doll.”
“i don’t think so. they’re quite pretty to me, to be honest”
“i don’t really have a collection. i play dungeons and dragons.”
his fingers lingered on your barbie doll that you were quite fond of. your malibu barbie. a wave of confidence washed over you.
you had remembered the lingerie set you bought a couple of months ago on impulse. it wasn’t like you were actually planning to fuck someone. you weren’t a virgin. you had taken a few polaroids of yourself wearing the dainty pink lace panties and the bra that was almost spilling your huge breasts.
“i’ve got a barbie you can play with.”
mike felt his cheeks go red. what was she implying? immediately, dirty thoughts went onto his pretty head. he had always thought that y/n l/n was hot, first of all, she was a cheerleader. she was pretty. he just chose to ignore those lingering feelings he had because he didn’t want a relationship.
“is this gonna be a one time thing?” he asked. they were both slowly closing the gap between them, feeling their hot breaths on each other. “it’s up to you, mike.” slowly sliding down her own straps of her pink gingham tank top.
“i don’t want it to be a one time thing.”
“so do i.”
those words made him push over the edge, as you pushed him to your bed and straddled him on top, grazing your fingers on the evident bulge in his jeans. he pulled you to his face and you guys started to make out.
you unbutton his shirt while his hands were fondling your thighs, later you came to unzip his jeans and later his underwear, leaving him completely unclothed. he went to pull your tank top until you stopped him.
“ah ah ah. you don’t get to touch me.”
“come on y/n. please let me touch you—“
“you have to work for it, baby”
feeling defeat, you had tied mike onto your bed posts. your bed didn’t look any different to your barbies’ clothes. it was all styled in pink and lace.
you teasingly take your shorts off. leaving you in your sheer pink panties that made mike drool at the sight of your pussy. sitting beside him, you slowly pull your panties showing him your glistening core.
“i wanna touch you so bad, barbie girl.”
“good things come to those who wait, ken.”
you unclipped your bra revealing your tits. mike watched your breasts move with a slack jaw, the tip of his dick having a shade of an angry red. of course, you didn’t fail to see that so you did him a favor.
“you’re so big mike” “how will you fit in me?” you showered him with praises that didn’t fail to make him moan as your fingers were wrapped around his cock with your spit coated in it.
you crawl on top of him, only for his mouth to be met with your cunt. immediately he latched his mouth onto your pussy, and licked a stripe up, leaving you shuddering with his touch. kitten licks turned into big licks. big licks turned into sucking. the sucking turned into him plunging his tongue in and out your throbbing core, making you catch your high and throw your head back in pleasure.
mike grabbed onto your hips to support you, further, his hands started to dig onto your supple skin. “m-mike— i’m close- oh god” the overstimulation made you feel weak. you eventually started grinding on his face. it had only been a few minutes yet this boy had made you come more than 2 times. you felt yourself release, him lapping up your juices with his tongue.
you pulled off his mouth and collapsed on the other side of the bed. “you alright?” he asked. he sat up and looked at you, noticing your chest was heaving up and down.
“i have an idea.”
“well, we can make that idea happen if you untie me.”
“oh i will.”
you had grabbed your lipstick shaped vibrator from the drawer of your nightstand, mike parting his lips in shock of all the toys you have hidden in your drawer. you quickly untied his wrists from the posts of your bed, him immediately getting on top of you and starting to kiss you.
“what are we gonna do with that little toy of yours?”
“use it on me, please.”
“mmh, what if i don’t wanna?”
“i don’t take no for an answer pretty boy.”
next thing you know, you were sprawled in your bed. legs parted wide and mike dragging the vibrator across your pussy. “o-oh! oh my god- fuck!” you said gripping the sheets. he had increased the speed of the toy, making you buck your hips unconsciously. surprisingly you squirt. (bye wtf im crying how does squirting even work)
“oh god, you’re a squirter-“ “shut up!”
“i wanna fuck you even more now”
“then do it mike”
he had lined his cock up your pussy and started to ease himself in slowly. he starts to pound in your pussy in a controllable speed, then it goes faster. faster until you feel like your back was going to break after all that arching. you could even see the tip of his cock visibly inside your womb.
“shit— you feel so good barbie.”
“faster- faster- please baby”
loud moans were heard across the room. you were thankful that your parents were away this week for a vacation in italy. if your parents were home, god you would’ve been grounded for half the year.
“y/n?”
“yeah?”
“can i um— ask you something? its- its more of a favor but like—“
“what is it?”
“could you uh— ride me.”
you looked at him with a surprised look painted on your face. you didn’t expect him to ask you for a favor like that, as if you weren’t the one who started this fuck session with him. his cheeks were red out of embarrassment, you smiled as soon as you saw his face and agreed with his “favor”.
you flip each other’s positions, leaving him under you. you sink onto his dick, firstly, moving your hips back and forth, ending up with you vigorously bouncing on him.
his moans were loud. he was whining like a bitch, showering you with praises like “y/n you’re so good..” “so fucking beautiful” “you feel so great oh god—“ he felt himself slowly reaching his high. he didn’t have a condom on. “y-y/n i’m about to cum.” he spoke so softly.
“i didn’t put a condom on”
“it’s okay, you can do it inside.”
those words pushed him over the edge, releasing inside of you. as soon as you felt his cum inside you, the knots inside were erupted.
you collapsed on to the other side of the bed looking at him. his eyes shut and his lips parted, chest heaving.
“that was nice” you said. just so that the silence wasn’t so awkward.
“yeah. you know, i’ve always liked you.”
“you did?”
“yeah.” he said. kissing your lips softly. it wasn’t like anything you had done just a few seconds ago. it was a sweet kiss. the ones you share with pure love in it.
you guys were totally fucked up the next day tho, you had forgotten about the reason why he was even over at your house.
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could you write a fingering smutfic w reader x mike or richie?? I love your fics 😭‼️
˗ˏˋ 𝐃𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐓𝐒 ˎˊ˗ | starring mike wheeler & richie tozier
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*~smut!~*
[𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘]: fingering, lewd language, no p in v this time
You guys do know it's okay to request for more than one character, right? I'm more than happy to do more than one :p
Also, sorry to disappoint, but requests are off until further notice, I have like 20 something in my inbox that I need to get...... :')
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┊ ˚➶ ｡Mike Wheeler ˚ ☁️
Mike Wheeler was most certainly not a "ladies' man". Mike Wheeler was a nerd. He spent most of his time playing nerdy fantasy RPG games in his basement with his friends. He didn't know the first thing about pleasing a woman.
Or at least, he didn't think he did.
But from the way [Name] was currently writhing underneath the tips of his fingers, the way her plump pink lips were opened into an 'o' shape, the lewd, pornographic moans slipping through as she screamed at him for more, he was beginning to think that maybe, just maybe, he was better at it than he gave himself credit for.
[Name]'s fingers closed around his wrist as his two digits continued to piston in and out of her wet, gummy opening. "Oh god- oh god, Michael, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop!" she begged, panting heavily for a few moments before elicting another loud moan.
Mike's teeth sank into his lower lip as he slowly circled her clit with his thumb. He watched with fascination as she parted her legs even further apart, chewing on her own lip as she looked between her legs, watching his fingers appear and disappear from her pussy opening.
"Cumming soon." [Name] announced, tilting her head back against the pillow.
With new motivation, Mike pulled his fingers out slightly and jammed them back in at a new speed. He could hear the wet pap sound his fingers made every time they thrusted into her sweet, wet hole. She was so wet he could see the moisture glistening beneath the dim lighting in his basement.
And then she came. With a series of throaty moans, high pitched gasping, and loud whimpers, [Name] spilled her orgasmic liquids all over his fingers. He could feel the bulge in his pants throbbing as he watched the thick, cream colored liquid drip down his wrist.
┊ ˚➶ ｡Richie Tozier ˚ ☁️
Richie pretended to be into the movie playing at the Derry theater. He really did. But he just couldn't. The damn thing was so fucking boring. So about twenty minutes in, he walked his fingers between he and [Name]'s seats and to her thighs. She was wearing a sundress tonight. Lucky for him, right?
Keeping his gaze straight ahead so as not to draw attention to himself, he pushed the hem of the dress skirt up slowly with his index finger. He could feel the soft, smooth skin of her thigh beneath his fingertip.
[Name] gasped, quickly pushing his hand away. "Richie, are you crazy?!" she hissed, her face flaming red with embarrassment. "Not here, we're in pub-"
Richie cut her off. "Shhh… Just relax, doll. Lemme work my magic."
Evidentally, she wasn't too objected to him, as she didn't protest again. On the contrary, she cracked her legs open slightly. Richie smirked to himself and slowly pushed his hand up her skirt again.
His fingers reached what he wanted and he let out a low, satisfied hum. "Hm… all wet, doll? Damn girl.. already?" Richie smirked and pushed the girl's panties aside.
As his fingers began working her over slowly, [Name] let out a soft moan and reached between her legs, placing her hand over Richie's above her clothes. Richie inserted two digits into her sweet, juicy cunt and slowly thrusted them, his thumb brushing her clit in quick stroking motions. He wanted so badly to finger fuck the shit out of her, but he didn't want the noise of her sopping cunt to draw attention over, so he kept his thrusts slow and even.
[Name] could barely contain herself as is anyway. She squirmed and whimpered through her clamped shut lips, her hand pushing against Richie's and trying to get his fingers to go in deeper, deeper.
Her sounds were starting to get to him. He could feel his cock stirring to life in his jeans and he groaned quietly, wanting nothing more than to bury inside her pussy to relieve the both of them. But instead, he pummeled his fingers deeper into her cunt and ticked off the minutes until this damn movie was over.
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HERE FOR YOU — FINN WOLFHARD
pairing: finn wolfhard x fem!reader
warnings: 18+ content, smut , p in v sex, first time, fem receiving, soft sex.
note from jazzy— requests are open!!
"Are you sure..?" finns breath hit my ear as he whispered into it and carresed my thigh while he was in between my legs. I look into his eyes , playing with his hair.
I was topless, and so was he , we've been dating for almost a year, and up until now, we haven't done anything sexual. I knew I loved him , and in his own words, he said he loved me too.
"I wouldn't want to do this with anybody else..." I mumbled , running my thumb across his jaw as I examined every freckle and feature on his face.
He smiled, a smile that made me fall more in love with him every day. He kissed my cheek and then went down to my neck as his hand traveled down to the hem of my shorts. I moved my head up to the side, giving him more access to my neck.
His kisses traveled from my neck to my jawline before he looked up at me, then down at me shorts. As his thumb ran over the button, he looked back at me, waiting for my permission. which I grant him with a nod and a small nervous smile.
Once my pants are off his lips, meet mine again, and my arms wrap around his neck, then to his hair. once he pulled apart, he removed his body off of me to stand up and remove his own pants, I decided to be a bit bold and removed my underwear . his eyes glistened at the sight, and he speaks breathlessly? "God, you're beautiful..." he gulped slightly before removing his own set of boxers.
Once those are off, he climbs back in between my legs , placing a small kiss on my nose. "do I need to use a condom or are you-"
"I'm on a pill, so.." he smiles, nodding
"Are you sure you don't wanna back out now?" he asks softly. I shake my head , "No.." I say, placing my hands on his chest. "I'm ready," I smile softly.
He nods before spreading my legs a bit more. I feel a rising pain under there and groan quietly as finn goes in slowly. "it's okay, precious. I'm here for you," he says as he places kisses around my face. my hands crawl to his back , biting my lip ad he's almost fully in me, and once he is, he sits there for a moment, letting me adjust to the size of his member.
"I got you, baby.." he mumbles , and I look at him."You can move now, finn. " he nods as he pulls out slowly, then goes back in at the same pace. he continues that patern only each time he's a little faster than the last thrust.
"Oh, finn..." I moan while my hands are tugging on his hair, making him groan. "s-shit, you feel so good~ You're doing amazing, baby~" his thrust sped up a bit more, making both of us let out slightly louder sounds. I moan louder as he hits my g-spot over and over just the right way at just the right pace. I was basically in cloud 9 because of the way he moved his hips so perfectly.
"Feel good, my pretty girl? my pretty, pretty girl– fuck" he groans.
"s-so good finn~ please k-keep going~" I mewl.
the sound of wet hot skin clapping and moans mixing fill the room. finn was thrusting harder but in the most gentle and caring way. he whispered in my ear , praising me and leaving kisses, leading me to reach my high. I knew he was close to as he dug his head I into my shoulders, and I could hear mumbled whimpers. "shit I'm close, finn..." I throw my head back , as the knot in my stomach unties and I release onto his cock , making him cum aswell. thank god, i was on a pill.
he stops his sloppy thrusts, and his body falls onto mine before rolling off. he looks at me, still trying to catch his breath slightly, and so am I. I smile weakly at him as his hand travels along the side of my face.
"You were amazing, gorgeous.." he smiled. I pressed my head onto his chest as he messaged my head , helping me fall into a much needed sleep.
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your Mike Wheeler fic was sooooo good I'm foaming at the mouth. Can you write another one with him please?
Can it be like, hate/jealous sex? thank youuuuu
happy new year btw 💞
Obsessed With You (M.Wheeler x Fem!Reader)
Warnings: Smut, jealous sex, possessive!mean!Mike, hickies, dacryphilia, praise, choking, degrading, mentions of voyeurism, spitting in mouth
Notes: Thank you!! I'm glad you liked the fic! I didn't know if you wanted jealous sex or hate sex or both so I squeezed in a little bit of both! Happy New Year, love!
Word Count: 1,140
Hours before, the two of you were at a party, a party for Lucas. It was his birthday and also a celebration for making the most points at the basketball game. Everything was going fine until a certain blonde waltzed up to you. It would've been fine if he just kept it all to compliments but maybe something in him just said to get close to you. Get in your space and purposefully piss Mike off. Obviously, Mike didn't like the sight of Jason being all up on you, he definitely didn't like the sight of you smiling at his stupidly pretty face.
So, he, gently, took you by the hand and lead you outside to his car. Ignoring your questions and protests he drove to his house, his parents were gone for the weekend aswell as Nancy, so, lucky him, unlucky you.
Your makeup was ruined, lipstick smeared around your lips and your mascara running down your face. He had you bent over and on your knees, ass up, face down. Your hands being held behind your back with his belt. His hand wrapped around your throat and his thrusts were rough, his pelvis smacking against your ass. "You think he'd fuck you as good as me? Think he'd make you cry on his cock like I do?" Mike asked, his hand tightening around your throat. You tried to answer him, you wanted to answer him, but it was just so hard to with the way his hips were moving and how his cock felt inside of you, dragging against your walls and prodding at your cervix.
"Fuckin' answer me" he groaned, releasing his hold on your throat and grabbing the belt, pulling on it to help you stay up. "N-no..fuck.." you moaned out, "You sure? With the way you were looking at him says otherwise."
"I'm sure- fuck Mike!" you cried, his hips snapped against you, "Oh fuck.." he moaned, cumming inside of you and releasing your hands. "But-"
"Turn around and lay on your back.' he panted. "You'll get to cum when I feel like it. Now lay on your back."
When you turned around it was almost like he was straight out of a dream. His hair lied on his forehead, sticking to it due to the sweat and his neck and face littered with kiss marks and stained due to your lipstick. He crawled on top of you, hovering. His eyes were soft for the moment, it was nice. His fingers traced your skin, he caressed your face, grazed his fingers over your collarbone, grazed them over your tits and nipples, all the way down your stomach and thighs. All while maintaining eye contact. He wiped the remaining tears that sat on your cheeks and massaged your thigh.
He grabbed your hips with both hands and with one thrust he was inside of you again, filling up your empty and needy pussy, pushing his cum further in you. Pushing your legs back, he folded you into a mating press, going deeper and hitting all the spots you know no one else could hit like he does. He dropped his head onto your shoulder, kissing, biting, licking and sucking at your skin. He teeth grazed against the crook of your neck as he moved up to the middle of your neck, the most exposed part of your body.
He left a peck against it and gently nibbled before biting down as his hips moved faster. You winced at the pain, tears falling from your eyes from the pace and sting of the bite. Your tear slid down from your face onto his, "Fuck" he whispered. His dick twitched as he saw your tears fall, "So pretty when you cry..so fuckin' pretty.."
His forehead rested on yours, "Your mine, all mine, always mine. Just mine. Say it."
"I'm..ah!" you moaned, gripping the sheets, "I'm yours.."
"That's right, just mine..not his." He grunted. Your hands moved from the sheets to his arms and back. "I'm gonna cum Mikey..please..can I cum..?" you pleaded, tears never stopping. Mike shook his head, "No..hold it.."
You whined in response, "Either you hold it..shit..or you don't cum at all."
"Be a good girl for Mikey, yeah?" he asked, leaning back, allowing your legs to wrap around his waist. His hands gripped your hips, nails digging into your skin as his head flew back. "Imagine his face if I fucked you in front of him." he thought, "How sad he'd be to hear you moaning my name. How sad he'd be seeing you cry and beg me to let you cum." he smiled as he felt you tighten around him and whimper.
"What? You want that? You want him to watch you get fucked?" he asked. You nodded, eyes shutting, "Fucking slut, of course you would."
Mike's hand trailed up your body and wrapped around your throat. You brought up a hand, wrapping it around Mike's wrist, holding it. His pace slowed, "Open your mouth for me pretty"
Opening your mouth you stuck out your tongue as Mike leaned down, spitting on your tongue. "Swallow." he demanded. You did as you were told, which is one of the things Mike loves. He loves how obedient you are and how good of a girl you are. "Good girl.." he muttered. "Might let you cum just because of that."
"Please.." you begged, arms wrapping around his neck and pulling Mike closer. "Please what baby? Use your words." he asked, his pace still slow and sensual. "Faster..please.." your eyes pleading and your pussy clenching around him making him groan. He chuckled, "That's all?" his eyes never leaving yours. "And a kiss.." you said letting out an airy breath. Mike smiled and captured your lips with his, hips picking up pace as he slipped his tongue in your mouth.
"I love you. I love you so much. It'll kill me if I lost you, especially to..him." Mike sighed, "You won't lose me Mikey." you reassured, "I better not..if I do...just kill me." he joked. His thrusts got sloppy and his hand traveled to your clit, rubbing circles as he kissed you again. Dick twitching as he moaned in your mouth. "Go ahead and cum for me baby. You've been good, such a good girl." he praised.
The knot in your stomach tightened and snapped as a wave of pleasure and euphoria washed over the two of you. Your legs tightened around him as you held him close. He continued to move his hips, helping you ride out your much wanted orgasm. "If I catch you talking to him I'll fuck you right in front of him. i don't care if it's at a party or in school." he muttered, pulling his cock out of you and heading to his bathroom to set up a warm bath for you.
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₊˚✧ smile for the camera, baby
aged up!mike wheeler x fem!reader smut
warnings: 0.6k words, mike takes suggestive pics of the reader, fingering (f), slight exhibitionism, (lowkey kinda jonathan core)
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Mike eyed the Polaroid that lay on his nightstand while you lay atop him, your only clothes being his hellfire shirt and a lacey pair of underwear. "Hey baby, wanna take some pictures?" He whispered, unsure if you were even awake, but alas you were and you were confused. "Pictures?" You were intrigued but you still laid still, not moving from your comfortable spot on his chest.
"Yeah, some pictures." He dragged his hand over the hem of your panties. "Think you'd make a pretty great model." He lifted the fabric slightly and let it snap back, spreading a burning sensation on your skin. You didn't quite know what he was getting at but you were more than ready to comply.
His hand soothed over where he had just snapped your panties, waiting rather impatiently for your answer. "Okay." Your voice was still filled with sleep but you were more than capable of figuring out exactly what Mike was getting at. A satisfied smile spread across his face as he sat up on the bed and reached over to grab the camera.
You didn't know why, but a part of you was, well, excited about this. "Come 'ere." He pulled you closer to him as you rolled onto your back, a giggle emitting from your lips as he does so. He smiled at you, happy that you were actually enjoying this. Mike lifted the shirt by just a little, letting the fabric pool just above your belly button. He brought the camera up to his face, looking through the lens to get a good angle.
Even though the room was dark and the lights were off, he was still able to see your pretty panties through the camera. "Ready?" He asked and you nodded though he wasn't really looking at you. The camera flashed as he took the photo, letting the Polaroid print out. Mike took the Polaroid out of the camera and laid it on the bed, already moving you into a new position as he waited for the picture to show up.
He pulled you up from your position on your back. "Get on your hands and knees, okay?" Mike had never really been this dominant with you and it was honestly turning you on. You complied with his request, turning around and positioning yourself on your hands and knees as fast as your sleepy body could. You could hear Mike whistle at the sight as he rubbed a hand over your ass cheek.
"Can I take these off, pretty girl?" He asks, referring to your underwear. "Yeah." You bite your lip as you feel the camera being set down on the bed and his fingers hook around your waistband. He slid them down slowly and courtly. He was never rough with you, no matter how desperate he was.
"Oh, wow, look at you." You could feel his slender fingers rub up and down your folds mere seconds after he pulled your panties down as far as he could. You inhale a sharp breath at the touch, especially with how cold his hands are. "You enjoying this, sweetheart?" It was rhetorical, he could feel how much you were enjoying this.
Without waiting for an answer he picks up the camera again, once again looking through the lens and trying to get the perfect angle. The idea of having a picture of your bare, glistening cunt for him to keep forever excited him. The idea of keeping it in his wallet where all his friends might see it.
The room lights up again as he takes the picture. "Oh, yeah, that's gonna be a good one." Mike jokes as he places the picture next to the previous one. One of his hands comes up to rub your ass, sliding up and under your shirt. "You up for one more? Maybe without this shirt even though you look so hot in it." He smirks and suddenly you're even wetter than you were before.
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stick to the script
finn wolfhard x reader
summary: finn can never stick to the script.
it was rare that you as a new actor went off script or improvised much, after all you were still paying your hollywood dues and you didn’t think it wise to blatantly ignore what the writers spent time working on. your costar, however, did it a few times. finn was fun to work with, even more fun when he was being a little shit and making you fuck up on purpose by changing some lines or adding things that weren’t scripted.
“this movie is obviously very teenager, very wild in the sense that it’s coming of age. have there every been times where things got too crazy on set?” the interviewer asked as you reached to take the umpteenth sip of the ice cold bottle of poland springs water. your eyes glanced over to finn’s, who’s were already on you. you knew exactly what he was thinking about and the slight smirk that had fallen on his lips made your skin hot.
“there’s been a time or two.” he smiled, leaning back into the chair and folding his arms.
your mind flashed back to finn’s hand wrapped around your wrist, tugging you up a flight of set stairs and closing the prop door behind you two. you remember gasping as your back hit the wall, his lips immediately going on to yours as his hands dug into the fabric of your 70s flared jeans. the writers had wrote a kiss between you, you were well aware of that was prepared for it. finn however.. seemed to have other plans.
he moved his lips from yours allowing you to catch your breath, only for it to hitch again when small kisses were peppered along your neck. he got down on his knees, moving his hands up and down your thighs as he began to kiss down your exposed stomach, the crop top wore allowing him to do so. your hands soon found his hair, and your mind sort of found his game. you tugged on the black curly strands, signaling him to stand up which he did. finn towered over you once again, hands never leaving your hips as he pushed you on to the bed of the room. the look in his eyes making your heart beat even faster than it already did. this wasn’t in the script. at all.
there was the sound of cameras rolling as your hands reached for his shirt, gripping it to send the message that you wanted it off. he got the hint, pulling it off before pushing you to scoot further on the bed and placing his lips back on yours. you don’t remember where your mind was at this point or if the directors even had anything to say. the only feeling you noticed was you being pulled to sit on his lap, arms wrapped around his neck as you moaned into his mouth. some way, somehow, he had gotten your pants off.
you two were desperately grabbing at each other, and no one gave it a second though. after all the movie was pretty hot and heavy between you two, the endless sexually pinning your characters had for each other had finally bubbled over to it’s breaking point and here you were, about to fuck.
the last thing you remembered was your shirt also being pulled off, leaving the two of you half naked and breathless as he sucked hickeys on to your breast before someone finally yelled cut.
“that was improvised?!” the interviewer asked in a shocked tone. both of you shook your heads yes.
“i mean, i was just supposed to kiss her. i wasn’t supposed to take off their clothes and make out but- i don’t know. i kind of got caught up in the moment and it felt right.”
“well i know fans are very happy that you two decided to take that route for the characters.”
it was definitely not for the characters.
“they weren’t the only ones who were happy.” finn smiled, you hit his arm and rolled your eyes. he never sticks to the script.
#finn wolfhard#finn wolfhard smut#mike wheeler#stranger things#70s aesthetic#mike wheeler smut#finn wolfhard x y/n#finn wolfhard x reader#smutty#drabble#make out
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brothers best friend mike who watches you from the window in the kitchen as you sunbathe <333 your brothers in the living room playing video games n mike made n exuse to get some water but rlly its just so he can stare at you and grind his dick against the cabinet in front of him like a perv <3333
a/n: bro do you want me to DIEEEE oh my god,,,for reference reader's brother is not one of the canon boys bc i am BROWN hello. also mike is AGED UP!!! HE IS 19!!!!
content warnings: honetly pretty tame but like mike is a perv so ,,, also reader is teasing him bc she knows n she thinks it's funny <3, brat!reader...thats it i think. mike's a fucking nerd. this got so long sorry. pt 2 perhaps? also I didn’t beta this I die like men. also pov switches around a lot sorry
“He’s in the living room, you know.” There’s a lilt in your tone when you walk into the kitchen, passing Mike where he stands at the fridge. You notice his hand freeze mid wrapping around a soda can and your lip curls up at the corner.
“Uh, yeah, i’m just – you know, soda,” He grabs it quickly, showing it to you as if you needed proof, “See?”
“Mm, yeah, Mikey, I’m not blind–” You smile, manicured fingers reaching for the soda to snatch it from him and giggling when he frowns, “You staying for dinner tonight?”
The brunette nods quickly, swallowing, “Yeah – the guys are, too –” God forbid you think he was staying so he could look at you more (he was), “We — we want to finish our campaign. You can come, if you want–”
“Maybe next time? M’trying to tan today–” You cut him off, already moving towards the back door; you watch his eyes scan down your body when he thinks you’re not looking, fighting the smirk that pulls at your lips. You can sense his nerves, see how his hands shake, and it makes you excited. Hungry, almost.
You sway your hips while you walk out the door, tiny shorts that you’d picked for this exact situation hugging your ass just right, tits bouncing when you put a bit of pep in your walk; it’s very obvious what you’re doing, even to someone as stupidly oblivious as Mike Wheeler.
The second you disappear behind the screen door Mike’s letting out a breath he didn’t even know he was holding, gripping the counter with white knuckles and practically collapsing against it.
Why did you keep doing this to him?
He was so sick of it, so fucking sick – every day since summer started you’d go out to tan by your pool in the tiniest bikini (how many of those could you even own, by the way?) and the most sinful shorts, thighs squeezing out around the bottom and tits practically spilling from your top.
And then you do this stupid fucking thing – you’re doing it now, actually, he realizes it when he looks through the big window above the sink – where you shimmy out of your shorts only to reveal probably the most revealing piece of cloth he’s ever seen in his life. And you know he’s watching, and he knows that you know, because you always bend over to fish the shorts off the ground when they pool around your ankles, always in front of the window. Every. Fucking. Time.
Your brother would fucking kill him if he knew that Mike was eyeing his sister like a goddamn perv, watching her tan by the pool and popping a fucking boner while he’s at it.
Can’t you see he’s trying to be a good friend here?
Of course you can – you’re just a fucking minx who thinks it’s fun to tease him. He notices, he’s not stupid; he sees how you arch your back up from the chair as if you’re stretching, how you make sure he’s in view of the window while you lather sunscreen on your thighs. He wants to bash his head against the marble countertop.
Mike’s only brought out of his own thoughts when he realizes you’re looking at him – really looking at him, not coy glances like you usually do when you’re out there. This one’s bolder. More loaded.
His breath hitches in his throat when he sees you bring a pretty hand up to wiggle your ringed fingers at him in a cute little wave. There’s a smirk on your face. He leans forward, feeling his cock brush the counter and almost gasping. It felt good.
You think it’s cute how stupid he must think you are. Or maybe he doesn’t and he gets off on being known. Whatever it is, it makes you feel hot all over, like you’re doing something bad. You’re just glad he’s finally caught on to years of pining.
You’ve often wondered how bold you could get before he finally decided to fucking do something; he was driving you crazy, always trying to act so self righteous as if your brother wouldn’t fuck Nancy giving the chance. You were a spoiled brat, Mike knew that, he indulged you in it in every other way – so why not this one?
Your eyes survey the area around you, flicking around behind dark pink shades to make sure no one else but your intended audience is seeing. Once you’re satisfied you let out a little sigh, wiggling your painted toes and stretching out your arms, making a show of it all as your hands snake up to tug at your bikini top. It falls into your lap and you smile, not at him but for him.
Mike can’t believe what he’s seeing, and he thinks he should definitely feel embarrassed about how shamelessly he’s grinding into his own hand right now. He does, but the bliss he feels while looking at your tits outweighs it. He wants to bite them. His mind is swirling and he feels dizzy but he’s chasing something, all to fantasies about those tits spilling between his fingers while he fucks into you.
And then you stretch again, arms up to the sky, before you turn around and lay yourself down on your tummy – right at the time Mike feels his boxers get sticky. He groans inwardly, collapsing against the counter again with a heaving chest. He just came in his pants to the sight of his best friend’s little sister’s tits. That was fucking humiliating.
He doesn’t even have time to consider what the fuck just happened because your brother’s hand is coming up to clap against his back, making him jump and let out a yell.
“Dude, you good? Look like you just ran a marathon or some shit – hurry up, will you? We’re starting a new game.”
“U-uh yeah, I’ll be right there, I just gotta–”
“I’m making him help me with my homework. He said he took my bio class before and can help me with it – right, Mikey?” His blood runs cold and his face gets hot when he hears your voice, devastatingly sweet. How the hell did you get in here so fast? He tries not to frown when he notices you’re clothed again.
He only nods, unable to get anything out other than a stammering confirmation. How cute.
Your brother only groans and tells you guys to hurry up but doesn’t think anything of it – why would he? Mike had known you since you guys were in diapers – he was harmless. Supposedly. He turns to walk back to the living room and Mike sighs, all the tension visibly leaving his body.
Only to come back again when you saunter next to him, leaning over him to grab something from the sink and letting your tits squish into his back in the process. He feels light headed.
“I’ll be waiting for you – don’t clean up, by the way. Kay?”
He gasps and you can only giggle, suddenly pulling off of him and turning so you can skip off to your room. You knew.
“Thanks, Mikey!” You call behind you, and he watches your hips sway while you go. He realizes you had only been out there for five minutes max, not a shade darker. You’d planned this.
Little shit.
#mike wheeler smut#mike wheeler imagine#mike wheeler x reader#stranger things smut#stranger things x reader#stranger things imagine#bbf.
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This was a request for someone but Tumblr deleted the draft that I had and it also deleted the persons request thingy so if u were the one that requested agedup Mike and Short reader hardcore smut PLS LEMME KNOW!! (i am very sad this happened, fuck u tumblr💔)
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Mean!Mike Wheeler x Short!fem reader
Nsfw- aged up Mike to 19 👍
Warnings: rough sex, degrading, slapping, choking, biting, p in v, pinning, porn w/ no plot, fluff at the end, height kink, a teeny bit of blood
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You and Mike always had nice, slow paced fuck sessions. All so nice and sweet, both of u peppering each other with kisses and hickeys and so on. But today? Oh today was far from slow and sweet.
Mike had both ur arms pinned above u in a tight stinging grip as he was pounding in and out of u. He was going so unbelievable fast, u didn't know how much more u could take of his huge cock if he kept going at this pace, u felt like he'd break u. You let him know he was going way too fast and hard but of course Mike didn't give two shits about how fast and hard he was abusing ur tight cunt. All he did was smirk and go harder.
You were a whining, whimpering and moaning mess, a bit too loud honestly and Mike, of course, had to take care of that. He took his free hand and wrapped it around ur neck with a firm tight grip as he leaned close to ur ear. "Listen up you lil bitch. You better shut the fuck up, if not, i ain't gonna stop abusing the shit out of ur dripping cunt." all you could do was nod, not being able to mutter out a single word as you're trying your hardest not to let out any loud noises and Mike knew this but yet he wanted a verbal response from u. "Hmm? What's that? C'mon now, use ur fucking words. I know u can." he said so in a mocking tone. You look away from Mike and try to mutter out "y-y-yes...Ma-aster" to which u succeeded, well, would've if it didn't come out as one loud moan.
Mike slaps ur right cheek making u whimper in pain, he then grabbes ur chin, lifting it up so u are looking at him straight in the eyes, not allowing u to move ur head. "Nuh uh uh, what did i say bout being loud princess? Guess I'll have to punish u for being a bad girl and not obeying one simple fucking rule. Ur such a dumb slut." He lets go of ur chin, leaning down to the crook of ur neck as he lightly traces his lips over ur sensitive spot making u shiver. Mike then bites down harshly on ur sensitive spot, a bit of blood trickles down as Mike bit really really hard, he then licks it off, making u moan and dig ur nails into his back. He starts to pick up his fast pace again, this time going harder than ever as he slammed into u.
U were very close to cumming as u felt a knot form at ur lower stomach "M-Mikey...i-im so c-close hngh~" - "M-me too, hold on a lil longer tho, dont u dare cum before me. u got that?" you nodded as Mike leaned away from u, towering over ur very small figure, u were always very short compared to Mike who was huge, and he loved this since he could pin you down with such ease and tower over u a lot which would make u submit and do anything he asked. Oh and not to mention that u have a huge height kink which made everything 100x way better, Mike also used that as an opportunity to tease you a lot which would make you all flustered and horny.
Mike then looked down at u with a devilish smirk as he kept going in and out of u at such an aggressive pace and force. "Fuck. U look so good under me baby. So small, weak and pathetic. All mine to use how i please, so pretty. Now cum for me." watching as u rolled ur eyes back and gripped tightly onto him, u both reach ur climaxes, letting out long moans and groans, breathing heavily as u both try to catch ur breathes.
Mike pulls out of u as his cum drips out of ur abused little cunt, he smiles, admiring what he did. He cups ur face and gives u a soft passionate kiss. "You did so good for me baby, so so good. Now try to rest, I'll get us both cleaned up. I love you" u smile softly at him "I love you too, Mike."
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A/N: Thank u sm for reading! If you didn't already know I do take requests! :D
I'll take any kind of request as long as it isn't anything gross or very weird like example, piss kink...
Also I do apologize if this isn't super hardcore smut like how the person requested, this is my first time doing anyting "very rough" and it's only my second fanfic but hopefully I'll get better over time and such! oh and i started writing this at 2am so, sorry if its short and poorly written, hopefully there arent any mistakes. (i proof read this twice but i sometimes miss lil things so idk) :(
Anywho, its 4am now, good night loves, hope u sleep v well. <3 💛🌻🌼
#mike wheeler#mike wheeler smut#mike wheeler x reader#mike wheeler x you#miles fairchild#miles fairchild smut#finn wolfhard#finn wolfhard x reader#finn wolfhard smut#richie tozier x reader#richie tozier#miles fairchild x reader
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pls more perv!mike 🙏🙏🙏 i beg u
here are some of my perv! mike headcannons for u <3 would not be opposed to writing some of these as blurbs 🫣
nsfw content [16+], mike is 19!!!, some of these are pretty tame for perv! mike
perv! mike who likes it when your wear skirts and dresses for the “easy access”
perv! mike who randomly calls you names he’d only call you in bed to watch the embarrassment flood your face
perv! mike who pays and chooses your new nail sets because he loves the way your manicured fingers look wrapped around his cock
perv! mike who steals your clothes when you’re at his place so you have no choice but to wear his, or (better yet) not wear clothes at all
perv! mike who fake bangs you when you bend over
perv! mike who moans randomly in your ear because he thinks he’s funny
perv! mike who invested in a camera, claiming he’s got a new interest in photography, but only uses it to take dirty pictures of you
perv! mike who now has a box hidden under his bed of all the pictures he’s taken of you, constantly adding more to the pile because he somehow “ruins” the others
perv! mike who steals your panties and returns them after he’s “put them to good use”
perv! mike who absolutely gets off on the idea of you riding his thigh
perv! mike who purposefully drops and knocks things down to watch you bend you over to pick them up
perv! mike who likes to make you cry because you just look so pretty to him with big, fat tears streaming down your cheeks
perv! mike who turns up the ac at his house to watch your nipples harden under your shirt
#passing notes. ˖◛⁺⑅♡#mike wheeler#mike wheeler smut#mike wheeler headcanons#aged up mike wheeler#perv!mike#perv!mike wheeler#mike wheeler x reader#mike wheeler x you
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little miss. 💋 ༉‧₊˚.
mike wheeler x fem! reader
slight! smut. we don’t get into p in v in this fic.
age pairing: 18+
small heads up, you’ll be the angela in the story. angela is y/n. this takes place in the roller rink scene, aged up. ( pls don’t interact if you’ll just shade down my fic regarding mike. i’ve seen so many mike writers getting hate over this situation. i only write for fun. )
you were eyeing this boy, beside that jane hopper. he looked so eye-catching; there was something about him that made warmth pool inside of you.
the way his hands held jane’s. you wanted that.
sure you had jake, he was a really cute guy.
but this? you had to have him. and you took the chance.
୨⎯ " ♡ " ⎯୧
“milkshakes? yum!”
why is y/n here. i’m supposed to be enjoying this, but she’s starting to ruin it. mike was just talking about how his milkshake was better. did she watch him?
she strutted across the floor on her skates, fixating her gaze on — mike?
“where oh where have you been hiding this handsome thing?”
y/n looked at him with soft eyes, the eyes where you would think “oh she’s such an angel” in your head. but no. she’s so much worse.
i didn’t know how to react. “uh— y/n.”
“th — this is mike. my boyfriend. “
she’s reaching her hand out to him.
“y/n. pleasure.”
her words melt like butter. she says it smoothly.
mike’s looking at her so— dreamily. i look down into my lap. why does she always have to ruin the good things.
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is this the girl el’s been talking about? she’s—pretty. like good pretty, not the kind you’d hear as a friendly compliment. she’s seriously pretty.
mike, stop.
you have a girlfriend. you have el.
she looks so dreamy.
“y/n. pleasure.”
what the fuck. she looks so— pretty. the way she talks its so smoothly. like—like i can listen to her speak all day.
“heard a lot about you, it’s really cool to finally meet one of el— jane’s friends. “
“friends?”
she’s laughing. was there something wrong with i said? what the fuck is wrong with my head today.
“yeah! super. come on friend.”
she pulls el to the roller rink. i can’t help but watch the way her hips roll every time she skates.
i feel her eyes on me, wait does she feel the same? isn’t the guy beside her a bit ago her boyfriend? she smiles at me. i feel my cheeks burning. i need a mirror.
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the local snitch and her little milkshake. hilarious, luckily her boyfriend wasn’t there to see. he’s still in the restroom. i need to see him.
“jake, i need some air. i’ll be outside.”
“okay.”
jake doesn’t seem to care, but i do. he tells me he loves me, but i dont feel the same. we’re just together for a reason. i lied when i told him that i loved him.
i walked to the restroom that mike went in and saw him, washing his face.
“are you okay? your face better be clean at this point.”
“oh— y/n! hi. whaddya doing?”
“just to wash my hands. you know, jane isn’t the person she is.”
he looks at me confused.
“what do you mean exactly..?”
“let’s just say she doesn’t need to find out. you know?”
i strut towards him, my hips swaying every so slightly and wrap my arms around his neck. i look into his eyes, they’re so pretty and doe-like.
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he has his hands on her, inside the bathroom stall. roaming around her body while kissing her passionately. she tugged on his hair, causing his head to arch back and moan softly.
“mmph..” mike started to kiss her jawline to her neck to her cleavage, sucking on it leaving pretty pinks and purples across her collar.
“y/n, you’re so pretty.”
he kisses harder on her and starts to moan softly. they were lucky nobody was in the bathroom right now, otherwise they would’ve been caught.
“you’re so gorgeous.”
a peck on her jaw.
“you’re so beautiful.”
a warm open-mouthed kiss to her cleavage.
“can i?”
he looks at her for consent. he wanted her top off her, she was clouding his head. he couldn’t think about el. it was all y/n. y/n. y/n.
“yes.”
“i don’t know how you could be so hot, miss.”
she presses a kiss on his jawline and lets off a small giggle.
he pulls her shirt off and throws it to the floor.
his eyes trail to her chest to her hips and to her stomach, admiring her.
“i don’t know how el would have friends like these..”
“el? who’s el?”
crap. i wasn’t supposed to say that. he thought.
“uh— that’s jane. just a nickname.”
“oh. okay then.”
the two kissed each other leaving a trail of saliva on their lips, and smashing their lips together again as he undoes her bra.
she moans softly against his left hand, muffling her moans as he starts to suck her right breast and fondle her left breast with the other hand.
he kisses her breasts and immediately hears someone calling his name outside the restroom door.
“shit. i hear will outside.”
“do you really have to go?”
“what if he finds us!”
“then let him be.”
she then pecks an open mouthed on his neck and looks at him with doe eyes, making him fixate his gaze on her. he noticed how long her lashes were, how her bangs framed her face properly, how her lips were such a pretty shape and how her eyes twinkled in the dim light of the restroom.
“we can’t let him see, how about this. you and me, later?”
“fine. only because it’s you. see ya.”
that was the last thing she said to him.
those words were the last thing he heard from her until his girlfriend, el, jane, whatever. smashed a roller skate on y/n’s head.
he didn’t know that right after that session with you, that el asked you to say sorry. he had caught a glimpse of el thrown into the ground, but he thought it was all jokes.
blood was trickling on her face, she looked devastated. he was devastated. not because of the plans they were about to have tonight, because of el. he didn’t understand why she would do something like that. was there something that he missed? he thought you guys were friends.
“oh—oh my god..”
“holy shit el. what did you do.”
oh, if only he knew what you did to el.
if only el knew what you did to him.
#mike wheeler#mike wheeler smut#mike wheeler fluff#mike wheeler angst#mike wheeler x reader#mike wheeler stranger things#mike wheeler stranger things 4#hellfire club#stranger things x reader#stranger things smut#finn wolfhard#finn wolfhard x reader#finn wolfhard smut
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finn comforting and praising thick!reader while they fuck n hes so soo rough while he talks her though it hhhfhhfhfhshs ૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა ♡
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Finn raised his head from between [Name]'s perfectly rounded thighs, his red lips swollen and wet from sucking on her wet, juicy cunt. He had been there now for God knows how long, he had lost count after her third or fourth orgasm. He had such a hard time resisting the soft thickness of her body, but it got so much worse whenever she let herself wear short skirts with halters and cute little heart shaped clips that left sweet indents in her soft skin.
Finn's hand stroked the skin of her thigh for a few moments before he suddenly smacked his palm against it. His cum-dumb baby let out a gasp as she jumped slightly, causing her thighs to jostle and jiggle in the most charming way. The corners of his mouth tugged upward into a lopsided smirk.
His teeth sank into his bottom lip as his hand continued stroking, slapping, and groping her sweet thighs. God, he loved those thighs. He loved seeing the skin there pink and marked in the shape of his hand. Loved watching the skin jiggle about. It was just the cutest.
"You've been so good, dolly," he cooed, raising himself up to his knees as his hands went to his waist to unhook his belt. "But, I think you can be even better. Just pull your pretty little legs up there and I'm gonna fuck you 'til you can't see straight, 'kay?"
[Name] mewled and did as she was told, her hands reaching up and curving beneath her thighs and pulling them up so they were resting against her lush bust. Her skirt folded upward, giving Finn an even better, more wide view of her pussy. Her pussy lips were pink and coated with sticky cum from her last few orgasms. Poor, dumb little baby had been violently tongue fucked to her breaking point so many times, she couldn't even speak when she was spoken to.
But he liked it that way.
Finn smiled innocently, as though he wasn't about to violently fuck her into oblivion. "Good girl. Just stay right there for me." He unzipped his fly and folded down the waistband of his boxers. As he moved himself over her, he had to be careful with the way that he pushed his dick in her. Too quick and he'd cum as soon as his tip parted her sweet cunt. Those curves, that soft skin, they'd have him shooting out hot ropes of sperm before he could thrust.
[Name] whined softly, her legs quaking as he thrusted slowly for a few minutes. He quickly had enough of that shit, though, and gradually slid from grinding to pounding. He gripped her neck firmly enough to place pressure on her throat, but not nearly hard enough as to have her gasping for breath. He could hear the loud pap pap pap from her wet cunt as he cock abused her hole. [Name] was squealing and moaning and whimpering beneath him, drool dribbling from her plump, wet lips.
"Oh, that's a good girl," he praised, his voice gruff but gentle despite the rough movements of his hips as he stretched her open again and again. He took his hand off her throat and grabbed her thighs, readjusting them and pressing them against his waist.
"Come on baby, give me a squeeze. I wanna hear my bones popping." Finn demanded, rearing back and shoving back into her rougher than he had been doing. [Name] moaned loudly and did as she was told once more, her thighs pressing hard against his hips. He groaned and threw his head back. His dark hair was damp with sweat as his eyebrows furrowed from the pleasure. "Fuck, that's it, atta girl…"
He gave a couple more hard shoves into her sopping wet pussy before he slowly pulled out. She let him know of her disapproval by letting out a whiny mewl.
"Hush." Finn said, gently yet firmly, as he smacked her thighs, leaving yet another hand print on her skin. He wrapped her hair around his fist like a horse's rein and flipped her over with one swift movement. He moved the skirt up over her again and pressed her face into the mattress. Once he pulled her hips off the ground, he smirked and slid himself back in again, continuing his sexual abuse where he had left off, this time with his fingers roughly digging into her lush hips as [Name] let out muffled, pleasured sobs.
He wasn't sure how much longer he could keep it up without spilling into her. He had to make it count. He grunted with every thrust back into her, his movements steadily becoming sloppy and uneven. Finn bent forward, tangling one of his hands into her locks again as he doubled his speed. Finally, he felt the knot in his navel unravel as he spilled hot rope after hot rope of seed in her sticky hole. One look between her legs told him she'd already came once before, as the white liquid trickled down her thighs and dripped to the soiled bed sheets. He must have been too caught up in ecstasy to notice.
"Good girl.. oh, you're so good.." Finn whispered breathlessly as he slowly pulled out. "Next time, I want you to get off on my head."
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omgg I completely argee!! I hope you enjoy it! it's a two part story, btw!
JUST YOU AND ME— TREVOR SPENGLER
pairing: trevor spengler x fem!reader
warning: drinking, language, implications of smut? two part story not really checked but it will be edited for spelling errors
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pt.1 pt.2
"Are we sure this is a good idea?" i ask, lucky as I sit in the passenger seat of her car , putting on the finishing touches to my makeup.
Her eyes were on the road , "Yes! it's better than you being at home in your dark living room watching lame as romcoms!" I gasp , "What the fuck! they aren't stupid?" I argue "they are stupid, and your lame for thinking that its the best way to spend your time on a friday night!"
I roll my eyes irritatedly "hey be grateful I'm even in this car right now? I'm literally debating jumping out, " she chuckles.
"Stop it, you look too good right now to even think about ruining your face after jumping out of a moving car, you idiot." she shook her head.
We approached seemingly to a normal looking home. As lucky and I step out of the car making our way closer to the house, the sound of music grew louder, even louder as we actually stepped into the house. The living room was swirling with teens dancing, talking and drinking, as well as party lights flickering near the dj booth.
"Let's go get a drink -" Lucky shouted over the music before someone came over and wrapped their arms around her. "Lucky!! I'm so glad you could make it, girl!" A blonde haired girl cheered.
"Oh my gosh , Jenny! I wouldn't miss it, " she smiled. "Oh, I see you brought a partner!" Jenny came closer to me and engulfed me in a hug. "Hi! I'm Jenny!" she greeted. I nodded and smiled. "I'm y/n," I introduced.
"Well, feel free to get drinks! just have fun, let loose!" she shouted . Lucky and I smiled and nodded at her energy before she walked away.
"Okay! my goal for tonight is to get you drunk and laid!" lucky said with unusual inthusiasm. "Um... weird goal, maybe tone it down a bit?" I scratch the back my neck.
"Come on, you heard Jenny, let loose!" she smiled, "okay , lucky this whole mood of yours is so unlike you. it's kind of scary. " she rolled her eyes at my statement.
"You're like an old lady - no, you're like my grandma!" she pointed , "What?"
As she proceeded to explain how I was like her eighty year old nana, my eyes wandered around the room before settling down on a tall , lanky , curly haired boy.
Trevor roamed aimlessly around the party. He came with his new group of friends who soon left him to do body shots with two hot brunettes. "Dickheads.." he grumbled as he continued to walk around looking around until his eyes landed on one specific girl. His eyebrows raise as he takes in her features, and her body language. soon she's getting dragged away by her friend.
"Okay, let's see what we have here." Lucky scanned the drink table, "Ah! Vodka?" she looked at me, I shook my head. "All right.."
"Lucky you look for something to drink, I need to use the bathroom, okay?" she nodded before I left her side.
I made my way through the crowd, bumping into a few people here and there and getting pushed around. I got pushed too hard. I bumped I to someone by walking backward.
"I am so sorry.." My words slowed as my eyes met with the same ones from when I entered the house.
He shook his head nervously, "no your good! it's fine, " he chuckled. "Sorry, it's just im not really used to how rowdy it is in here," I laugh. he smiled understandably. "No , yeah, I get it. I'm not either, " he nodded.
I nodded asweel before relaising I should've introduced myself. I put my hand out , "im y/n.." I smile as he takes my hand to shake it,"trevor!" he grinned.
Before we knew it we were getting comfortable with each other and getting to know each other on the couch.
"Your sister sounds so sweet, though?" I laughed , drinking my fruit punch that trevor grabbed for us. "Trust me, you don't know her like I do!" he shook his head in an almost warning way.
"Okay! sorry, " I joke . He looked over at me, smirking as I took another sip of my drink. once the cup left my lips, I noticed the way he was looking at me his brows rose in an amussed way that made me start blushing, "What?" I chuckle , avoiding contact.
he shrugs , "Nothing? you're just pretty, " he said softly. I laugh, placing my head onto the palm of my hand as my elbow rested on the couch. He continued to smile at me amusingly, " Oh my gosh! stop that. " I shout, slapping his shoulder playfully. "im not doing anything?" his mouth twisted.
"Yes, you are!" I roll my eyes jokingly, "what am I doing then?"
"You're making a weird face!" she laughs, "what weird face?" he plays dumb
"A face -" Before I even began my sentence, I felt his lips on mine, unleashing a burst of sweetness and warmth. His slightly chapped lips formed with my soft ones while his hand molded around the back of my neck, pushing me closer to him. Getting kissed by a random stranger would've made me so uncomfortably grossed out, but it was trevor, and I already felt connected with him.
Since he was kissing me so passionately, I decided to get comfortable as well . I placed my hand on his shoulder, sooner having my arm wrapped around him.
"Let's get out of here..." he whispers against my neck before pecking small kisses onto it. I ran my hands through his curls. "Just you and me," he adds.
I would've never imagined what I'd do something like this , and before I knew it, I was agreeing with him , "Just you and me.." I repeated before standing up and taking his hand.
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All I Wanted (M.Wheeler x F!Reader)
Warnings: Smut, cheating, public sex, oral (fem receiving), fingering, praise, p in v, mirror sex, edging, semi-mean!Mike, hair pulling, degrading (Mike calling reader dumb, a slut, a cock whore and a whore)
Word Count: 976
It was wrong, you both knew it was wrong. She's your best friend and he's..well, her boyfriend, just hers, only hers. It's betrayal and dirty, so why are you still doing it? It's been months of you guys sneaking around and each time you'd talk to her she'd smile. Saying how you're the best, an amazing friend and how thankful she is to have met you. It hurts you to know what she doesn't, but God, it just feels so good.
You're pushed up against the skating rink's bathroom sink with his face between your thighs. You want to stop, you can't do this to your best friend. And he wants to stop, he's her boyfriend and it's just wrong. But the way his tongue moves around, in and out of you, the way his fingers would move and curl deep in your dripping wet pussy. The way his nose would graze your clit, the way his hot breath would fan over it.
The way he looks up at you with those eyes, it's all you wanted. Your head tilted back against the mirror, one leg on Mike's shoulder, it was really a sight to see. "Make some noise for me, baby. Let me hear those pretty moans." He panted and pleaded, chin drenched from your juices.
"Just don't wanna get caught, Mikey.."
He moaned, sending vibrations all throughout your body. That nickname, the way you say it and the way it just rolls off your tongue, it could make him cum right there. It could make him break up with her in a heartbeat.
"Love it when you say my name..do it again." He demanded, wanting to hear how you say his name. "Mikey.." you whimpered, hand moving to his hair, lightly tugging on the strands. Mike moaned at the feeling, loving the way your fingers ran through his hair, pulling at it whenever he hit a certain spot.
He pumped his fingers in and out of you, curling them while he tongue fucked your hole, his nose brushing against your clit. It was all enough for you to come undone for him in a matter of seconds. He stood up, placing a hand on the back of your thigh and the other on your lower back, holding you up. His chin and part of his shirt was soaked, his hair was messy and his face flushed.
"Don't be scared to make a little noise, let them hear." He smiled, "And get caught by El and Will? I think I'll pass." You chuckled, "We won't get caught-"
"How are you so sure? Either of them could walk in."
"I'm not sure but just trust me, please?"
You stood silent for a while, "Fine. But if we get caught I swear on everything I love-"
"I'll deal with it." He said, "Now turn around for me, pretty girl."
You listened, turning around placing your hands on the sink, looking at Mike from the mirror. He lifted your skirt up, gripping and kneading your ass. He unbuttoned his pants, pulling them and his boxers down enough for his dick to spring out. He hissed at the feeling of the cold air against him.
Mike looked at you from in the mirror, making eye contact and giving you a smirk before giving a hard thrust. You let out surprised a moan, "Give a girl warning next time, yeah?"
He shook his head, smiling and giving your neck a kiss. "Ready?"
You gave him a nod and he started off with slow, sensual thrusts, squeezing your hips and placing kisses on your jaw and neck. He was so close to you, his chest on your back and his face in the crook of your neck. Inhaling your scent, intoxicated and in love with the way you smelled.
His hands moved from your hips, lightly tracing his fingers over your skin and under your shirt. He stopped at your tits, squeezing them as he picked up the pace. You wonder if anyone could hear you guys. If they can hear the skin slapping and the obscure moans the two of you let out.
He looked up, looking at your reflection, the way your face contorted in pleasure with each thrust he gave. "Mike, I'm so fucking close.." you breathed.
"Hold it."
"I can't..I can't hold it Mikey.."
"Yes you can. We both know you can. Hold it like the good girl I know you are."
You whimpered, mouth falling open at the harsh thrusts Mike was giving. Your head dropped at the feeling of Mike's cock hitting g-spot over and over again. "Raise your head and look at yourself."
You whined, Mike let out a huff and grabbed a fistful of your hair, "I said, raise your head and look at yourself, are you dumb? Huh? Dumb on my cock already?"
"Yes, yes, yes.." you whined, which Mike chuckled at, "My dumb little cock whore."
"Look at you, fucking your best friend's boyfriend when she's right out there. She probably already knows about you whoring around and sleeping with me."
Mike made you make eye contact with him, his pretty face and smile contrasting with his words and harsh thrusts. His fingers made their way down to your clit, rubbing rough and fast circles on it. "Cum for me. Cum for me like the slut we both know you are."
With one last hard thrust, Mike came inside you, his nut filling your pretty slutty pussy up and claiming it as his once again. "I love this fucking pussy, fuck."
A knock was heard at the door and it opened, just enough for the person to sneak in. "Are you guys done?" Will asked, Mike looked down at you and back up at will,
"Give us another forty-five minutes, I'm gonna need another round before I go back to Hawkins."
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𖥔 ݁ ˖🕷. KINKTOBER DAY 28. AIN’T IT FUN?
mike wheeler x afab!reader
warnings: 0.2k words, kinktober smut, pet names (baby), mutual masturbaition, i’m sorry it’s short and not very well written i’m not feeling the best
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Small breathy groans fell from Mike’s lips. Eyes fixated on you delightfully splayed on his bed. Your hand so delicately placed between your thighs, head thrown back and eyes half lidded. Pleasure plastered on your face and in turn mirroring the same pleasure on to Mike’s face.
It was a guilty pleasure of his. To watch you fuck yourself on your fingers like he wasn’t sitting 3 feet in front of you watching, with his own hand working his hardened cock. The dirty sound of you finger your wet cunt echoing through the room, only egging Mike on.
“That’s good, nice and slow.” Mike complimented, a little nervous stutter in his speech, eyes still glued to his favorite sight. He moved closer, standing up now and kneeling on the bed between your legs. His hand lands on your knee, admiring the closer view of you.
His touch is gentle, unlike your touch on your clit. Slow paced, harsh circles on your clit as you desperately try to reach your climax. Your moans are quiet, afraid that maybe his neighbors might hear you and rat you out to his parents.
”You’re so pretty, baby.” He groaned as he matched your pace on himself. He felt like he was on cloud 9. He could watch you touch and please yourself for hours upon hours. You were like his favorite TV show.
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Helper (M.W)
Warning(s); smut!! (piv),cockwarming,soft dumbifaction, daddy kink,hand kink.
Pairing(s); Mike Wheeler X girlfriend! Reader.
Summary; you’re feeling needy while Mikey is trying to work on college homework.
A/n; my hyperfixation on Mike came outta no where. Mike is 19!!
You were laid on the couch in the wheelers house waiting for Mike to get done with homework. You were bored and the soft pangs of arousal that shot through you every few seconds made you squirm. No one else was home just the two of you and the tv could only entertain you for so long.
You got up with a huff and made your way into the office where he was working peaking your head in the door. “Mikey!!” You whined and he stopped spinning around to look at you. “Yes baby?” “M’bored!” You walked inside closing the door. Mike eyed you for a minute “bored or needy?” You fiddled with the hem of your dress. “Both..?” He hummed.
“I’m almost done. Sit” he said pointing to the couch in the office, you quickly walked over sitting down. You watched him continue to type away. You loved watching his fingers move the muscles in his fingers and hands flexing, veins becoming prominent under his pale skin.
All you could think about was how they felt digging into your sensitive spots until you cried. The way they felt on your tongue when he’d let you suck against them until you fall asleep.
“Baby, you’re whining.” Mikey informed you and you jerked back to reality “sorry, daddy” “daddy? You feeling fuzzy baby?” You nodded and he motioned for you to come to him. You scurried over to his side “tell daddy what you want.” “Daddy’s cock, Please.” he glanced at the computer and then back at you.
“Alright, you gotta let me finish though okay? Then you can have all your fun.” You nod and he spins his chair unbuckling his belt. He lifted one hand to your hip while the other worked his jeans opens and pulled himself from his boxers. He pumped himself a few times before he gripped your hip spinning you around.
“Sit back” he instructed and your did so, Mike lifted your dress up slipping your panties to the side as he slowly pushed himself inside. “Why’re you so wet hmm?” “I don’t…don’t know” he let a chuckle out as he fixed you in his lap. “You don’t know? Just a brainless baby for me?” You nodded. “Awh baby, daddy should’ve payed more attention. Poor thing! probably been needy since this morning.” You whimpered as he shifted again.
“None of that now” he pecked your cheek “let me finish so I can take care of your messy little self” you nodded and laid back into his chest as he wrapped a arm around your stomach. “Yeah, that’s my good girl” he went back to work while you sat there perfectly still like a good girl.
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IDK IF YOU TAKE REQUESTS BUT IF YOU DO, CAN YOU DO A COCKWARMING FIC WITH EITHER FINN WOLFHARD OR AGED UP! MIKE WHEELER???
mean, mike wheeler
aged up!mike wheeler x reader
warnings: smut, cockwarming, mean!mike, short fic
mike wheeler was mean. he pushed you in the halls, shot you dirty looks in class and yanked on your hair whenever he got the chance. you didn’t understand why, seeing as you two had been the best of friends until that starcourt mall fire three years ago and he went cold on you. like it was your fault his hangout spot burned to the ground and his girlfriend and best friend moved away. it was so long ago for fucks sake.
he was an unnecessarily rude person and when you complained all you got was the same old same old “boys will be boys” and if that was really true then you were in deep shit. your attempts at rekindling your once happy friendship had been in vain until two hours ago the lanky boy suggested you come over to his house after school to “talk.” but there was not a lot of that going on.
“stop fucking moving.” mike said in a flat tone and he flipped through channels on the tv. you two were sat on the couch in his basement- well he was on the couch and you were on his cock with a blanket over your bodies to cover the fact that your pussy was drooling all over him.
“i’m trying not to-”
“you’re not trying hard enough.” he said. mike placed a hand on your back and shifted on purpose making you let out a loud moan. he filled you up so good it was almost impossible to think, but you had to keep in mind his promise. he said that if you stayed still he would be your friend again but you two had been at this cruel game an hour and all the teasing shifts he gave from under were killing you. mike said that if you really wanted to be friends you would do anything, that included keeping his dick warm while he watched tv.
your skirt was bunch around your hips and your panties moved to the side, he knew how badly you wanted it. how badly you wanted to bounce on his cock, kiss his lips and grip his hair but he was just too mean to let you have it.
he stopped flipping through channels when a loud star wars movie came on. mike looked up at the basement door, noting that it was still closed before looking back at you.
“go ahead, fuck yourself.”
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