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harrysfolklore · 2 months

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uncle harry

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im so soft rn, enjoy !

MASTERLIST | MY PATREON

The phone ringing in the middle of the night meant bad news most of the times.

However, when you and Harry were woken up by the sound of his ringtone, his mum on the other line frantically saying "It's time! The baby is coming!", you couldn't be happier.

Gemma broke the news that she was expecting a few months ago and Harry was man enough to admit that he cried a waterfall, not being able to contain his happiness over becoming an uncle.

And you were absolutely melted at the sight of him being excited about it, every single time he went out, he would come back with stuff for the baby, he face-timed his sister every night and overall he couldn't stop talking about being an uncle.

When Harry found out that he was going to have a niece, his excitement reached a whole new level. He started planning everything, from what he would teach her to the tattoo he would get for her once she was born, and once again, it made your heart burst to see your boyfriend so excited.

So now you headed to the hospital, ready to meet the brand new addition to the Styles family.

"I'm so excited," Harry said as he drove through the streets of London, holding your hand, "I can'y believe Gemma is a mummy now, feels like just yesterday we were pulling each other's hair and arguing over the last piece of cheesecake."

You smiled at him, kissing his knuckles softly and placing your intertwined hands on your thigh, "Feels like just yesterday I met her for the first time at your show, I was so nervous!"

"You really were, lovie," he smiled at the memory, "And you ended up becoming inseparable."

"What can I say? She's the cooler Styles."

Harry gave you a side eye and then laughed along with you, the rest of the drive was quiet and soon enough you were pulling up to the hospital where a few family members already stopped by to meet the little bundle of joy.

"Are you ready to meet your niece?" you turned to look at him as you unbuckled your seat belt, noticing that he had small tears in his eyes, "H? Baby are you crying?" you grabbed his chin and couldn't help but smile tenderly when he looked at you with watery eyes, "Oh my gosh, you're too adorable."

"I just, I can't believe I'm about to meet my sister's baby, that's insane."

You kissed his lips shortly, grabbing his face with both of your hands when you pulled away.

"She's already so lucky to have the best uncle in the world," you pecked his lips again, "Now let's go, I'm eager to meet her too."

You and Harry entered the hospital, hand in hand, ready to meet the newest member of the Styles family. As you approached Gemma's room, you could hear the sounds of laughter and joy coming from inside.

When you walked in, you were greeted by a room full of close family members, the room was pretty spacious and had a spare area where visitors could hang around without disturbing Gemma and the baby. Anne immediately approached both of you, happiness radiating from her eyes.

"You made it!" she said as she hugged you, turning to Harry when you pulled away, "H, baby! I'm a grandmother!"

"And I'm an uncle! Holy shit!"

You melted at the interaction, over the years the Styles-Twist family had taken you as one of their own and you were happy to be present for important moments like this.

"How is Gem? Is she awake? Can we see the baby now?" Harry eagerly asked after hugging his mom.

"She is fine, doing amazing," Anne said proudly, "Michal is inside with her, let's go."

Anne guided you to the door that lead to Gemma's private room, Harry squeezed your hand and you walked next to him, excitement evident on his every step.

Anne opened the door, peeking her head inside, "Your brother is here."

You and Harry walked in, Gemma was lying on the bed looking tired but happy nevertheless, a tiny head peeking from the blanket on her arms.

"About damn time, I was about to pick a different godfather for her if he didn't show up soon," Gemma sassed, making Harry turn his head back in laughter.

"Dammit, you're really a mum now," he approached his sister, you decided to stay back with Anne, "The bloke your brought to my concert years ago really was the one huh? Who would've thought."

"What can I say, mate? You trying to sabotage our date was kind of our blessing." Michal chimed in, standing next to Harry and patting his back.

"Congratulations, mate. I can't think of a better guy for my sister." Harry said as he hugged him, everyone looking at the scene tenderly.

"Are you going to stand there or are you going to hold your niece now?" Gemma wiggled his eyebrows at Harry, holding out her arms to him.

Harry took the baby into his arms, his face lighting up with pure joy. He cradled her gently, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "Hello, beautiful," he whispered, his voice filled with emotion. "I'm your Uncle Harry, and I already love you so much."

You felt your eyes get watery at the sight, Harry looked up at you and urged you to come closer to him and the baby.

"This is your auntie," he cooed to the baby again once you were standing next to him, "She's the coolest ever and makes the best pancakes, you're going to absolutely love her just like I do."

"She's gorgeous," you said as you looked at the baby's face, "Congratulations, Gem."

"Thank you," Gemma said softly, a tired smile on her face but her eyes shining with gratitude.

"Just so you know," Harry looked at Gemma with a serious face, "She's not allowed to have any boyfriends until she's like 30."

Michal laughed and agreed with Harry, you rolled your eyes at him and Gemma shook her head.

"Uncle overprotective, that's what you are," Gemma said, a yawn coming out of her mouth right after, "I can't even imagine how is it going to be when you have your own kid."

You felt butterflies in your stomach at this, Harry giving you a small smile and winking at you.

"Let me put a ring on her finger first please," he turned to look at Gemma, "Because unlike you, sister, I'm not having children out of wedlock."

"Come on, now!" Michal protested, making the entire room laugh.

Hours passed and Harry was glued to the baby, babbling nonsense to her and cooing at every little thing she did. Eventually Gemma drifted off to sleep and that was everyone's cue to leave and let both her and the baby rest.

"I'm so happy right now," Harry said as you drove back to your house, "I feel so happy for Gemma, and for our family."

"She's going to be the best mum ever," you looked away from the window to face him, "And you're going to be the best uncle."

"Thank you for being here with me today, for sharing this moment with me. I love you."

"I love you too," you replied, leaning in to kiss him softly. "I'm so happy for you, for all of us. Today was perfect."

"And I meant what I said back there, I'm not letting her have a boyfriend until she's 30."

"Whatever you say, uncle overprotective!"

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wosoamazing · 3 months

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Incident at the Trampoline Park

Summary: You break your arm at the trampoline park

Warnings: Dislocated Shoulder, Ambulance

“You excited Monkey?” Kyra asked as she threw you up in the air and caught you.

“Yesss!” you squeal.

“Guys, inside voices, and Kyra be careful, we don’t want any injuries today.” You Mum told you both off.

“Geez, when did you become such an old lady, we aren’t even there yet”.

“Calm down Cait, it’s okay, no one will get hurt and it will just be a fun day out” Your Ma told you Mum.

“Yeah okay, but is this really the best idea, I mean-” “Babe it’s going to be fine,” your Ma cut your Mum off as she placed a kiss on her check, “ready to go Munchkin?” you nodded eagerly.

Today was team bonding day, it was your Ma’s turn to choose the activity and organise it but because your Birthday had just passed and she wasn’t there with you because of international break she let you choose, and you chose to go to a trampoline park, everyone was hesitant to go at first but once they found out it was your choice not Katie’s they were all ecstatic to go. But there were still some on the team that were a bit cautious, your Mum being one of them. Everyone had been informed by their skippers that no one could get injured, as Jonas would kill them if someone got hurt, he strongly suggested to stay away from such activities.

The day had been going great, you met all the girls there and had heaps of fun.

“See, I told you everything would be fine,” your Ma told your Mum.

“Yeah, I guess so-” your Mum was interrupted by a blood curtailing scream, which was accompanied by a “Shit! KATIE! CAITLIN!” both your Mum’s looked over to where the sound came from and saw a bunch of commotion and before they knew it, they were running as fast as they could to get over there. When they reached the area, they saw your little body standing in the middle, Leah was supporting you, keeping you upright as you leaned on her, you were sobbing, face all wet, your left arm just hung by your side, you kept trying to touch it, but Leah kept pushing your arm away from it, which made you frustrated.

“Oh Munchkin,” your Ma cooed as she gently and carefully placed you in her lap.

“Does your shoulder hurt Monkey?” your Mum asked as she pushed the hair that had stuck to your face out of the way. You nodded.

“Coming through,” a path was cleared for the two paramedics.

“Hey little one, can you tell me your name?” the younger one asked you, you shook your head, you just wanted to the pain to go away. “That’s okay, does it hurt?” you nod before adding “f-feels wie-wierd”.

“Oh, that’s no good, I’m just going to touch you here okay,” he touches his own collar bone area, “I promise I won’t touch your shoulder though” you give him a small nod before he starts to feel your collar bone, a certain spot he touches feels very ouchy and you wince in pain.

“It’s okay baby,” your Ma says to you as she rubs your back.

After some more checking he turns to your Mum’s “Shoulder is definitely dislocated, however as she is a child we can’t reset it here, so the hospital will do that, she could also have a small break in her collar bone.” Your Mum’s nod.

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You wined as Katie put you in your car seat, “I know its uncomfy but you have to sit in your car seat, how bout I sit next to you?” you gave her a small sad nod, “Cait, catch” she threw the keys at Caitlin, who managed to catch them.

“Since when do you let me drive?” “Since princess wants me to sit in the back with her,” “I think I remember you asking her. Not her asking you but anyway get in”.

A few minutes into the drive, you fell asleep. “Love you babe” Katie said from the back seat.

“What was that for? But love you too.” “Can’t a girl just tell her girl she loves her, does there need to be a reason” both of them chuckled. “I’ll update the girls”.

North London is What?

Katie: Just thought to give you all an update, little miss had a dislocated shoulder and a hairline fracture in her collar bone, they were able to reset her shoulder in the ED. Has to wear a sling at all times for the next week and then we will find out more next week.

They were flooded with heaps well wishes messages from the girls.

When you arrived home you were still sleeping so Caitlin when ahead to get some cushions, blankets, and other items to help make you comfortable on the couch and Katie carefully got you out of your car seat and inside, both women were thankful that you had stayed asleep. With you asleep on the couch they went into the kitchen to get some of the necessities, so they had them at arm’s reach, you were always very clingy whenever you were sick or hurt.

“You okay?” Caitlin asked Katie.

“What do you mean?” Katie asked almost defensively, Caitlin knew there was something definitely wrong, Katie only reacted like that when there was, and she had a small suspicion she knew what it was, well it was more than one thing.

“Babe, come here,” she said as she pulled her in closer for a hug, “you know you’re an amazing Mum.”

“It doesn’t feel like it Cait,” Katie’s voice broke, Caitlin unwrapped her arms from around Katie and move her hands up to either side of her face, using her thumbs to wipe away the few tears that had fallen out of Katie’s eyes, “hey, don’t cry, it’s okay, you are an amazing Mum she adores you.”

“But does she? She always chooses to go with you on camp, I’ve never been picked once.” More tears started falling out of Katie’s eyes and Caitlin wrapped her in another hug.

“You know, she only chooses to go on camp with me because of Harper, Kyra and Charli, I swear it’s like I don’t even exist on camp,” Katie lets out a small laugh, “Hang on, can you hear that?” Caitlin said, it sounded like there were voices coming from the living room.

“Hello?” Katie questioned as they walked into the living room seeing some of their teammates sitting there.

“We just thought to let ourselves in to drop off our gifts, we didn’t want to disturb you, but then we saw monkey and couldn’t help sitting down,” Steph admitted, Leah, Kyra and Beth all nodded in response.

Caitlin sat down next to a now awake you and Katie sat at your feet next to Leah, “You okay?” Leah asked Katie.

“Yeah,” Katie said as she nodded and gave a weak smile.

“Hey, how are you feeling?” Your Mum asked you as she went to pull you in for a hug, but you climbed out of her arms and shuffled over to Katie.

“Want Ma,” you said, and with that Caitlin gave Katie a smile.

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“No, want to stay with you,” you grumbled from your car seat, Katie had told you that you were going to stay inside with Oscar today at training, usually you loved spending time with Oscar, but you were still ouchy and wanted to say with your Mum’s.

Your Mum’s phone buzzed before she looked at it, “How-bout you sit on the side with Steph Monkey?”

“Stephy,” your voice perked up at the mention of one of your favourite people. Your Ma, looked at your Mum confused, “Steph just messaged the group chat, said her period is bad today so she messaged Jonas, he told her to sit out, so she is going to watch training from the sidelines.”

“Does that mean Stephy will be grouchy?” you questioned “No, Monkey, at least I don’t think so” you Mum replied laughing, your Ma sent her a death stare. Your Mum’s had told you what a period was when you first asked as they wanted to be open and honest about your body, but it washed over your head, clearly too young, the only thing you remember is it’s a lady problem that happens once a month, and it's why your Ma gets grouchy every month around a certain date, or at least that’s what your Mum said.

You arrived at the colony slightly later than normal today as it took a bit longer to get ready this morning due to the circumstances, so you went straight through to the training pitch, when you walked out on the grass you saw Steph in the shade near the water bottles, leaning again a wall, with her knees tucked into her chest.

“You alright?” Your Mum asked as you got closer to her.

“Yeah, just you know,” Steph replied, “Rough time?” she asked when she saw you, you seemed sadder than usual, for obvious reasons, but also extra clingy and you held your stuffy and blanky in your good arm which Steph never saw you with unless it was nap time or bedtime.

“More like rough last 5 minutes, there were some tears shed as we got out of the car seat, but yeah also rough night, someone didn’t get much sleep” she replied to her teammate before kneeling down in front of you “do you want to ask your question to Steph?”

“Stephy, I sit with you, please?” you asked softly.

“Of course, Monkey, how bout you sit in my lap?” you nodded softly at her suggestion.

“You sure, she has a pillow, Katie has it, she can just lay down next to you,” Your Mum said, she was concerned for her friend, she had never seen her bothered by her period.

“I’m sure Cait, don’t worry it’s fine, and plus I don’t think she is going to be causing me much trouble” Steph said as she opened her arms for you, she helped keep you steady as you climbed into her lap, you put your legs out in front of you, they were much shorter than Steph’s, your feet barely touched her knees, you then leaned your back on her stomach and your head rested just below her chest, the wind was chilly so your Mum put your blanket over you and soon enough you had fallen asleep.

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fillinforlater · 5 months

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Eleven to One: Scandalous Shooting

Male Reader x Ahn Yujin

Length: 3140 words

Tags: quickie sex, semi-public sex, might get caught, sex toys, toy use in public, a tiny bit of feet kink/admiration, standing sex, from behind, hard sex, very wet, very close to squirting, very close to losing your career, megalomaniac!you

TW: semi-public sex, I guess lol

Inspiration: the GIF below. Pure sex.

Credt: @sooyadelicacies, my wonderful co-writer in this series. You can find more parts here!

(A/N: After almost three weeks, I'm finally back! Eleven to One is far from being over, view this as sort of an interlude with a big plot point and some nice, good fun with our hot af Ahn Yujin. Enjoy!)

“Excited for my new shoot? Yujin has sent a video.”

"Fuck you dumb bitch, suck it just like that."

Your cock was currently slamming the throat of a gagging Kim Chaewon for what could be between one minute and one hour, anything in between really, but either way, her salvation has just arrived. You pull out of her huffing and puffing mouth and with no further thought wasted on the training session, you prepare to leave.

"What? Where are you going asshole?" Chaewon shouts, baffled, furious, most importantly baffled when you instantly have your hands around her neck and glare down at her, petite and small, kneeling on the floor, one could almost mistake her for a good girl. Chaewon is not yet there though.

"My desire and cock is needed elsewhere. You're not a priority, only a cheap convenience. Yujin is demanding my attention, rather, I demand her body right now."

Chaewon's face further contorts to a scowl, as you expected. There is the spirit to fight, fight back, fight you, fight whoever opposes her. This spirit is slowly but surely bending to your will and the best part about it: Chaewon has no clue.

"I'm better than she is..."

Left to right, you cross her messed up face with your cock and scoff at how pitifully desperate her expression is. A little fingering with Minju, a quick blowjob, a facefuck, and she is already demanding you to stay; over your beloved girlfriend, mind you.

"Don't kid yourself, Chaewon." You get your hand in her hair, comb it then mess it up again. "You are so far behind, it's not even funny to compare yourself to her. Like I said: not a priority.

"Minmin, I need you to tie her up. Chaewon's been bad again."

"Yes Daddy!" Minju says naked before you, she is always in the next room, ready to adhere to your commands with glee and joy, even as she puts ropes around her friends ankles and wrists.

"Oh and Minju,” you add, pants not yet around your waist. “How about you suck me off and I'll blast it all over Chaewon's face before I leave. If you are fast, I’ll allow you to lick it off of her too."

Minju’s eyes brighten and she nods furiously. Soon she’ll nod on your cock.

It always fascinates you how easy it is to get into certain areas as long as you look determined and wear the appropriate attire. You dart into the building where Yujin currently still had her shooting for the 1000th magazine her stunning face will be featured on.

Is this an issue for you? No. Yujin is yours, ready to go the extra mile for you every single day. She accepts your craziest desires, the family of lustful friends around the two of you, hell, she risks her entire hard earned career and reputation for you. No reason to mistrust her or be envious because people get to see her face or shoulder or feet—

Okay, this is where you draw the line. Yujin just looks too good; her curvy, willing body on the drawer, hair done to tempting perfection, gaze full of sex and then she sticks her bare feet out. You have to stop it, though it's already on camera, they can’t have more of that.

Behind a group of staff members you come to a halt. Get on your toes and look over their heads to find Yujin, in talks with the director. You hear whispers about some reshoots, Yujin handles the small, direct criticisms like a professional. Of course your eyes also drop from her face to her hips, then even lower to her feet, which are currently hidden in two ugly slippers.

Blending in with the crowd, you make a mental note to speed up plans for your next merger, which is right around the corner, only some stupid, posh guys in suits hesitating, because they don’t want to lose face to Hyewon’s non-nonsense negotiation tactics. After this final chess move, there is no more sneaking around after that. It's a checkmate for any and every doubt. Nothing can stop your fantasies from coming true.

You wait for Yujin to notice you, but then grow impatient. Tapping on your pants pocket, you push a button and notice from a distance a twitch of pleasure on her face as she quickly scans the room to find you.

Perfect, she still has it on her. Whenever Yujin goes out, she has the option to take a small bullet vibrator from her purse and use it to relieve some stress or make a boring schedule more fun. The vibrator is connected with both your and her phone, so you can always test if she knows that you are nearby—and also have your way with her, of course.

Yujin’s libido is great enough for such a bold move and of course she has found you immediately, but instead of going straight towards you, she continues her duty. After all, the reshoots have to continue.

"This scene right here, on top of the drawer," the director says. Yujin gets into position, and thank God she kicks off the slippers.

You lick your lips a little before turning into a scowl. You push the button again, only this time on a higher setting. If you arrived, you were the top priority, not some wannabe director having his eyes look at the most sex-oozing woman to ever walk on this earth. Watching Yujin squirm, you decide to pull out your phone and make a call. The call.

"Hyewon, plans have changed. I want the merger motion to go forward right now. I'm done waiting."

"Yes, Master!"

You only had to wait as you watched Yujin continue to try and control herself under the power of the toy inside her. As the minutes and poses went on, it became harder for her to withstand the buzzing pleasure, though the constant background noise has everyone except you blissfully unaware of the vibrators presence. You have to admit, waiting is the thing you hate the most in this world, but with Yujin on the edge, in public, right before your eyes, it’s more than bearable.

"Miss Ahn, is everything okay?" the cameraman asks, worried and puzzled by Yujin's expressions and the increasing redness on her cheek.

"Hm? Oh yeah, I'm gu-ud. Should I try a different pose?"

"How about you put your legs up on it, like you did earlier?" the director suggests.

When it comes to poses, magazine shoots, and being in front of the camera in general, Yujin is a goddess in every aspect. Cute, thrilling, hot, seductive, cool, she can do it all—and today she decided to give the people what they want.

This tease cannot go unpunished. You continue to let the vibrator do its thing on a low setting to not elicit any unwanted moans and just wet her crotch more and more. It might not be noticeable on the black dress, but she is about to soak it, let her juices run down her legs and pool at her marvelous feet. You are insatiable, not even stopping when she looks at you with begging puppy eyes—

Yujin is at your mercy; only you can get her out of this.

A message from Hyewon lights up your phone. It is done, Master. Well spoken, she must have really pushed those otherwise tenacious executives around hard to get it done this quickly. Smiling, you decide to make your presence known, startling the crew.

"Mr. Director, you should be getting a phone call any moment now, I'm here to supervise the rest of this shoot. You're all doing wonderful, but I want to make sure Yujin's health is prioritized. Could we go for a lunch break now?"

"Sir, who are you—" The shrill ring of his phone interrupts the bewildered director, though his bewilderment only increases with every second the phone call continues. He hastily runs from set to set, gathering staff members, phone still pressed to his cheek.

"What have you done now?" Yujin snarls, her body not on the drawer anymore, unstable next to you. She grabs your suit, but elect to You ignore her and watch the staff flock out, the directors face full with sweat, an apologetic gesture towards you.

"So-sorry, Sir, we of course take the health of the idols very seriously. I didn't know you were managing her."

"It's alright," you say reassuringly, hand in a pocket, and in the thrill of the moment, you push the vibrator to the strongest setting. "Are you~ alright, Miss Ahn?"

Yujin cries out, her shriek startling the director. He tries to react quickly, but you put on your sternest, most serious face, really, the feat of a great actor, though that is par for the course in your business.

"Lets not waste any time. Mr. Director .I'll need everybody off the set. I'd rather not have anyone see Miss Ahn like this. Thanks for your understanding."

"I-I, of course, I'll—"

The director throws his hands in the air. His face is pale, he is unsure where to run, left, right; he needs time to catch himself and find the exit as does everyone else. He closes the door with an apologetic bow and you can hear him shout in panic and frustration.

"How the hell did you do that?" Yujin mumbles, her hands on your side to keep herself upright. Look down to find her legs drenched in her own juices, the dress ruined, her hair in a wild mane.

You lick your lips.

"Oh baby girl, you're mine now. I had Hyewon seal the deal. I bought your company, which means, personally and professionally, every part of you belongs to me."

Yujin's puppy eyes have never been bigger—except for maybe the time you first penetrated her tight pussy—though this time you find it hard to make out any clear thought she might have; is it pure bewilderment at the boldness and timing of your move? Is it anger because you purposefully got her into trouble, took things too far, just because you could? Or is it—

"Now what?" Yujin grits her teeth and looks to the wet floor. "This was too risky! Reporters will ask questions, some are going to spy on you, rumors will spread—they will find it out! You can't hide this forever."

You gently rake your hand through Yujin's raven hair and watch her toes tense up. Her entire body radiates tension, stress, like she can see everything crumble. The future looks bleak, nothing but darkness. The ‘young you’ can relate strongly, the bottom is usually dark—but as long as you fight, you'll reach the light. Even in the poorest of areas, someone is able to reach for the stars and create a better place for himself, his family.

A better place, even better than what you believed was already perfect.

"Trust me, Yujin," you coo to her and gently pull her hair back to look down at that concerned face of a beautiful goddess. "This is going to lead to moments greater than you could've ever dreamed of."

She looks at you with a swirl of conflicted emotions, but you don't let her dwell on it for too long as you move in to kiss her, prodding your tongue into her mouth too. You subtly position your left hand's fingers near her wet snatch.

"We don't have—"

"—a lot of time," the two of you whisper simultaneously. It's teamwork, alright, how she finishes your sentence with her needy voice, how you hike up her dress while she fiddles with your zipper, how you both find a bit of cover in the far corner of the room. If someone were to come in, you'd at least not be seen, but by the way Yujin squirms when you pull at the cord of the oval vibrator, her voice will make the situation blatantly obvious, even for a blind person.

"You need to stay quiet," you growl in Yujin's neck while you still try to get the plug out of her tight cunt. "This is some serious business, don't disappoint me. Do it like you did last year, on the red carpet.

"Why the fuck—"

The vibrator is still stuck inside her, the walls of Yujin's pussy clamp around it, not ready to let go of the pleasure the constant vibration brings. If it wasn't for your arm around her waist, Yujin would've dropped to the floor already. She is unable to resist it, it's deep inside her, it's snuck and comfortable.

A conflict for you, for her: Can you really let her cum just like this again? It would not be the great, immediate release for your cock you were looking for, but the humiliation, Yujin's embarrassment would make you ascend to a new level of all-powerfulness. It's the same for her, just the other way around. It seems that she has made up her mind before you though:

"Daddy please, you-you need to leave… let me finish the shoot and—"

But you keep kissing her neck.

"Baby girl," you growl. "Either you cum on my cock after I pound your tight little pussy or I turn that toy in you on maximum for the rest of the day. You'll squirt like a fucking fountain, make a mess and then what? What will the headlines say then?"

"Daddy, please! At home… I'll do whatever you want, just not here."

"You know it already don't you, baby girl? I'm your salvation—my cock is your salvation—with it inside your walls, it will keep your cum from spilling out and save you from becoming breaking news."

This much convincing, with Yujin convulsing, is really confusing, but in the end, she is unable to conceal her desire for you to plug her. Her neediness is an issue and your neediness is the solution.

There is no need or time for a blowjob, you are ready to enter right away, so you grab as much of the black dress as you can and pull it up. Yujin's help would be appreciated, but the horny thing can barely stand on her own, both her hands on your back to find security.

"You're the prettiest when you are this needy, baby girl," you tell her as her large, watery eyes are unable to look anywhere but you. A couple of tears spill over, then down her cheeks when she finally presses out the vibrator from her pussy. "Get your leg up here, on this couch."

The angle is perfect, your throbbing cock aligned—you still need to dive in her delicious full lips with that strawberry flavor to deafen her moans. The dive was almost too late, the draw of her cunt is too strong for your manhood to resist, and of course you fill her fully.

"God, you're so tight, you're always tighter when you're so needy.” Your words come pouring out when you disconnect your lips from hers; it’s like disconnecting from the world and ascending to a place of unknown, unbound, unending power. “I get it now. These shoots, these long and stressful hours. You're so hard working baby girl, but now we can fuck anytime. Isn't that a good thing?"

You thrust harshly and stroke Yujin’s pretty hair. Anytime, anywhere, it all doesn’t matter anymore. What it matters is you in her, above her, all over her. This is what your love is "Tell Daddy how it feels."

"Y-you're so greedy," Yujin huffs out, even after years of almost daily pussy pounding she is unable to control her breathing during sex. "Where, fuck, where will this end?"

"Answer my question, baby. And keep your moans down. I might make you cum, erupt like a pent up volcano. I can already feel the tsunami building up. Admit that you want me this greedy, because nothing can satisfy—"

"Fuck, okay, okay." Yujin grabs the sleeve of your suit with one hand and your nape with the other. "Daddy, own me. My entire life, my career, my social circle—take it." Her eyes are daggers, then a concoction of bliss, devotion and insurmountable expectations. "Take re-responsibility, and I'll be the best baby girl ever."

"You'll be that either way."

Slam her against one of these many thin, unstable decorative background walls, watch it sway dangerously backwards, but fuck her with the same recklessness as before. Yujin's teeth dig into her lower lip, her body losing all it's grip, except for the grip of her cunt, which you have fucked from every angle, sure, but standing has her the tightest. At least, you believe it right now—maybe it's the setting, the chance to get caught, the career ending thrill.

"I'm your good girl, good girl, Daddy, I—"

"Go on and cum. My cock will save you."

A fleeting moment, a moment of silence, no movement, as if time itself freezes. A moment where Yujin truly is powerless, where she can't just walk out and break up with you or throw everything away and live a different life. She is about to scream her orgasm out, and with her arms uselessly hanging on the sides of her convulsing, climaxing, prime body, nothing but you can stop her from getting caught.

And she submits herself to it, the scream never making it to anyone as you silence her with a strong palm on her luscious lips. Yujin shakes and shakes, only hints of juices making their way past your shaft, your base. She is plugged and both her legs and dress are saved—at least from being ruined entirely.

The orgasm continues in waves. Yujin's eyes water, her moans echo back, her knees melt like ice cream in the summer—she has to admit, she is waiting for your cream inside her, though it never comes.

"Good girl," you coo to her and start fixing her hair while still balls deep in her cunt. "I have some spare panties for you. Don't worry, I soaked them in some perfume, they won't smell anything. Remember, Daddy is right here. Just follow my lead."

"Y-yes." Out of breath is an understatement. You suffocated the poor girl to the point of exhaustion. Maybe that is the point, to make her look exhausted, weak, hell, she can barely walk. You support her, watch her put on the panties, swipe away some messed up makeup that would look too wild, too suspicious.

"Hook your arm underneath mine," you tell her. "I'll tell them your ankle is hurt, that we'll go to a doctor, something like that."

"Daddy, why do you go through such lengths for, for this?"

You grin and look down at your girlfriend, mere moments before the photography director comes rushing back onto the set.

"Why are you so tight whenever we might get caught doing this?"

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bellawoso · 2 months

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Delicate

Aitana Bonmati x fem!reader

kinda short, and a one time take on angst as i conclude i should stick to writing fluff 🤍🥲

With everything that had recently happened in Aitana’s life; the ballon d’or, champions league and the World Cup, you couldn’t blame her teammates and captain for wanting to try reduce the stress in her life.

Stress being relationships. Most players knew that if you were as popular as Aitana, balancing a relationship on top of all of the media and press you have to do, is not the best idea.

Even though Aitana is now 26, many of her teammates still view her as one of the children on the team, possibly due to her sweet and loving nature, but also her lack of relationships had left the midfielder a bit naive, many of her older teammates wanted to protect her in a way.

So when they heard about you, after Aitana let it slip she had a girlfriend, her teammates were quick to interrogate her about you.

They learnt that you were a paramedic, who had moved from London, but that at team bonding nights you had never crossed paths with her teammates as you had coincidentally had a sudden call, her teammates learnt these sudden calls happened quite a lot.

And although Aitana spoke about you with love and devotion, her teammates failed to notice this as they were blinded with the information suggesting you were added stress for Aitana, constantly leaving, and then coming back late during the night, sometimes you didn’t return at all and went back to your own apartment.

They didn’t realise that Aitana didn’t mind this, as the Spaniard herself was also usually not home once or twice a week for away matches.

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At the next team bonding night, Aitana asked everyone if she could bring you, the Spaniard mainly asked to be polite, but in her mind she couldn’t imagine any of her teammates saying no, she thought they would be excited to meet you as she often spoke now about how serious the two of yours relationship was.

However, the brunette was immediately met with awkward glances and half hearted, silly excuses of why it would be better for you to not come.

The ballon d’or winner was hurt, she noticed her teammate’s unjust dislike for you, which left her conflicted, this combined with her previous fatigued and stressed state, made her patience run thin.

Therefore when she returned home, and you excitedly asked her how her day was, she was quick to snap “fine” at you.

You immediately knew something was wrong with your usually very affectionate girlfriend, who had a habit of smothering you in kisses the moment she stepped through the door.

“Tana? Is everything okay, what happened?” You questioned her, whilst resting a hand on her arm, rubbing small comforting circles on her forearm with your thumb.

When Aitana suddenly shrugged your hand off and pushed past you whilst muttering “Just leave me alone, do not bother me anymore.” you knew that it was really upsetting her if she didn’t even want to talk to you about it.

You and the midfielder hadn’t had an argument yet, so this hurt you as you knew you hadn’t done anything to deserve Aitana’s cold demeanour, which should be used on whoever upset her.

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You didn’t see Aitana after that, she left the house without a goodbye when you got in the shower.

Until at around 5pm, you suddenly get a call to head to the bridge over the river where a car accident had taken place. Most of the paramedics in your area had been sent to a warehouse fire where many workers were injured, leaving not many to attend other scenes, hence why you and your partner, Carlos had been called in.

You were ready and at the station by 5:30, and quickly got in the drivers seat, with Carlos in the passenger seat, as you made your way there you ranted to him about Aitana’s rudeness, and he was quick to back you up, but also try ease your worries witch an explanation of the Spaniard just being stressed.

When you got to the car crash on the bridge, and saw the upside down car about to fall off the bridge, you quickly ran over and cut the man’s seatbelt, allowing Carlos to tug him out.

However as the car began to slip, you were unluckily unable to climb out of the car in time, leaving you in the car as it plummeted into the river.

You must have hit your head, knocking you unconscious, as soon your awake gasping for air at the side of the river, Carlos had been quick to jump in after you and pull you out of the water.

Blood tricked down the side of your head, as you reached up to touch it, a sharp pain came from the cut making you wince and look down at your hand to see blood coating your fingers.

Your breathing still hasn’t returned to normal, and it turned out Carlos had called another paramedic to take care of the man, as he supported you back to the ambulance on the road.

“You terrified me there Y/N, you were under there for 4 minutes, I thought I lost you” Carlos said, as he strapped you onto the bed in the back of the ambulance.

“I’m sorry” you could only whisper, your voice hoarse from your frantic breathing earlier.

“Don’t be sorry, it was no one’s fault, can I call her?”

Her being Aitana, and truthfully you didn’t want to go to hospital, you just wanted to go home and crawl into your girlfriends arms, but you couldn’t as yet again she had gone to another team bonding night that she promised you could go to, but instead never brought up again.

You were annoyed with her, you wanted to get to know her teammates, they were like a second family to her, and you wanted to be apart off your girlfriends personal life, not kept separate all of the time.

When you arrived at the hospital, they were quick to stitch up the cut above your eyebrow, and hooked you up to many machines measuring your heart rate and oxygen levels.

You told Carlos not to ring Aitana, her previous words of “Do not bother me” were still fresh in the back of your mind.

At first Carlos listened, but seeing how anxious and distressed you looked on the hospital bed, made him question your words, and secretly called the Spaniard.

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When Aitana arrived at team bonding, she had gone to sit down and enjoy the movie in peace, except the quiet didn’t relax her, instead it gave her time to think and reflect on the harsh things she said to you.

She knew she needed to apologise straight away, so she quickly excused herself to call you, as you should be still awake.

On her 4th attempt at ringing you, with no luck as it went straight to voicemail again, she was worried, even when in the job, you always answered your phone.

When she returned back to the living room to sit down, the team noticed her nervous state, with her leg bouncing up and down, while she twisted the rings covering her fingers.

“Aita? What’s wrong?” Alexia asked softly.

“Y/N, she’s not answering any of my calls, I was awful to her before I left, I just want to apologise, but now I’m worried about her.”

“Aita, is she really the right one for you? She is probably ignoring you out of spite! So that you leave us and go to her instead.” Alexia added.

“What are you talking about? She would never do that, I know my girlfriend, you’ve never even met her” Aitana glared at her captain.

“I don’t think we want to, with everything we’ve heard, she seems too stressful, always leaving for her work” Patri argued.

With a scowl, Aitana’s protective side shone through, an urge to defend you from the rude words of her teammates, who were completely misjudging you.

“No, that is only once every few weeks, I leave her more often for away games than she leaves me, and she helps me with my stress! Honestly, I don’t see why you all hate her, I thought you would like her after seeing everything she does for me-”

Aitana’s rant was cut off my her phone ringing, her eyes lit up with relief thinking it would be you ringing her back.

The worry was soon to return after seeing the caller id: Carlos.

She knew something was wrong if your partner who she had only met a few times was calling her.

As soon as he told her what had happened, Aitana’s breathing was quick to become irregular, worrying her surrounding teammates.

When she hung up the phone, she immediately asked Ingrid, the only person who hadn’t judged you, to take her to the hospital. Ingrid and Mapi had picked up Aitana, who would have normally asked you to drop her off, except she didn’t want to see your happy face at the time, whilst harbouring the knowledge that none of her teammates were as eager to meet you as you were to meet them.

“Hey, Aitana can you tell me what’s happened first?” Ingrid softly asked her.

“It’s Y/N, she was called to a car crash, but the car fell in the river with her still inside, and she was under for 4 minutes, she’s at the hospital now” Aitana said whilst rushing to the door.

Knowing this, and seeing Aitana’s reaction, the team suddenly realised just how much Aitana cared for you, and were quick to internally scold themselves for hating someone who made Aitana so happy.

Ingrid led Aitana to her car, with Alexia and Mapi rushing in too, insisting they wanted to meet you as soon as possible, much to Aitana’s disapproval, knowing you would likely be tired and want to go home.

When they arrived at the hospital, Aitana ran to the front desk, letting the nurse lead them to your room, but as soon as the brunette laid eyes on you, bile rose to her mouth.

You had fallen asleep, not knowing Aitana was coming, you were so pale and vulnerable, at seeing all of the wires and needles hooking you to the many machines monitoring you, Aitana panicked.

Alexia noticed this and led the midfielder to the seat next to your bed, however this was a bad choice as it gave Aitana a clear view of the large cut across the side of your head, she reached over to softly trace the cut, but was awoken from her daze as your eyes fluttered open, and winced upon feeling her fingers softly running over the cut.

“Amor? How are you feeling? I’m sorry I wasn’t here earlier” Aitana whispered softly, whilst running her fingers through your hair.

“Please don’t apologise love, it was no one’s fault.” You echoed Carlos’ words from earlier.

“If your feeling better, would you please come to our next movie night, bebe?” Aitana asked, which brought a smile to your face, which made Aitana’s heart swell but also ache at the same time, by seeing you so excited for her doing the minimum by letting you meet her friends.

“I would like that Tana, thankyou”

“Please don’t thank me, it’s the least I can do for you amor, I’m just so happy your okay, I was so worried”

“Hey Tana it’s okay honestly, your stressed and I understand that, the media expects a lot from you amor”

At this Aitana kisses your forehead and asks “can I tell the world of us?”

You smiled and nodded your head, happy that your relationship was now no longer a secret from the world.

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the last few months with you have been amazing mi amor, i have treasured every second ❤️

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@yourusername: not carlos photobombing us in the last photo 😭, love you baby ❤️

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@user1: HARD LAUNCH?!

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anantaru · 6 months

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DAY 29 — nipple play

kinktober 2023. — masterlist | ao3

𖧡 — including — sampo, blade

𖧡 — warnings — fem! reader, nipple play, rough teasing

𖧡 — SAMPO

sampo's warm kisses on your chest are burning through your flesh that it feels like he's about to devour you through your skin, strong hands fumbling around the plump sides of your ass when you take a seat on his lap— your pretty breasts exposed to his famished gaze, he notices a cloying taste on your skin when he pushes your breasts into his mouth, just like syrup, probably even a little sweeter than that to be honest, no, scrap that, he was sure of it.

sampo notices that you're quite nervous too, so naturally, he had to tease you about it, "are you that excited to see me?" he mutters before flicking one digit over your erected nipple, then pinching it in between his finger pads— and you squeal out immediately, cursing him underneath your shallow breathing when he does it again, and again, very well being aware that you're exceptionally reactive right there, right now and whenever he started off just unbearably smothering your mounds.

it's very cute in sampo's opinion, he thinks there was nothing more exciting than seeing you welcome his touch just like that— and he's a tease because of that, always has been, his breaths rapidly falling over your damped breasts when he shuts himself off by latching on your nipples again, your broken cries and those sweet, little mewls against him only spurring him on to suck back the air from his lungs to slurp on your tits.

a set of wet lines are burning down his chin, his saliva covering most of your chest when you arch your back into his strong one, grabbing his shoulders and squeezing down to ground yourself when you part your mouth to moan and breathe, not ready to ever stop feeling his hot tongue rub over your skin and his sealed mouth clamping on you sinfully.

𖧡 — BLADE

at first, blade found it mildly amusing on how impossibly sensitive you were to his searing touches, particularly around the area of your chest and he thought it was adquate enough to tease you about it, lick over one erected nipple real slow while pinching the other.

"blade," you pause when he latches over one nipple again, suckling on the flesh like he was really focused— and it's cute, adorable even, you think he looks absolutely handsome with that lingering glow on his face or the subtle shades of blush cradling his cheeks.

"not done yet," he insists, shaking his head as your tit plops out of his mouth, his lips, carved within a soft smile when he stares at you fondly, "just need one more," he grumbles, deeply muffled against your chest, and ugh, blade obviously knows how soft your skin felt, soft as silk but your taste? that's a different story, you remind him of a sweet paradise that it made him lose his mind.

he's so in awe with your beauty and cannot help himself but push his tongue back put, rolling the tip of the warm muscle over your stinging nipple in a way where it's devouring, his saliva pooling from the sides of his mouth and coating his chin, his cheeks and most importantly, your breasts— and you flinch suddenly, followed by a hiccup that forms into a squeal of sorts, a slight pain ruffling over the blood in your veins when he adds his pearly whites into the mix.

although only distantly, falling forward as your chin rest against his head with his scent now, all over you— it's easy to discern a slight aroma of shampoo on his hair, it's earthy, however, also ambrosial which might be due to his fragrance lingering all over his clothes and body, intensifying the pressure on your chest being played with and your throbbing hole aching to be touched next.

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alastor-simp · 11 days

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Birthday Boy🥳 - Angel Dust x Female Reader Part 1/2

❥Warning- This contains some inappropriate subjects, so if you underage and reading this, Please skip it.

❥Summary- It's April 1st, which means its Angels birthday today!! The whole hotel planned a birthday party for him to celebrate. You have a gift for him, but you wanted to give it to him later....in private😏

❥Tags - Angel Dust, Flirting, Teasing, Fluff, Lingerie, Cosplay, Eventual Smut, Birthday Surprise, Mentions of Sexual Toys

❥Notes - Here is the sexy spider birthday smut you guys wanted. This will be split into 2 parts. Hope you all enjoy it.

The plan was set! You were going to distract Angel with a nice little shopping trip, while Charlie and the others stayed at the hotel and get everything ready. Charlie made it very clear to keep Angel Dust away until 5 pm, since it was going to take a bit to decorate. Nodding your head, you assured her that you knew what to do and not to worry. Heading over to Angel's room, you knocked on his door yelling "GET UP LOSER. WE GOING SHOPPING!!" There was a loud thump that came from the other side, probably Angel falling off the bed from you yelling. It was quiet for a moment, until his door swung open. He was wearing a pink and white fluffy coat that matched with his black heels, while also sporting pink diamond shades on his face. His face was in a small scowl, as he was a bit upset that you woke him up like that, while also giving you a middle finger with one of his hands: "Jesus toots! Ya couldn't have just woken me up normally? Nearly gave me a dang heart attack." Laughing, you uttered an apology, while grabbing his hand, tugging him out of his room. He allowed you to drag him along, sporting a smile on his face as the both of you went down the hallway, heading to the main entrance of the hotel.

As the both of you exited, you turned your head to see Charlie and Vaggie giving you a thumbs up, as you turned back and walked out the door. Heading into the city was a tad bit difficult, especially since walking next to Angel, a famous porn star, there was bound to be a few stares and wolf whistles here and there. Angel was paying them no mind, as he wanted to enjoy this little outing with you and not deal with the bullsh✪✪ and also get his mind away from work for once. The mall in hell was similar to ones on Earth, just a bit more run down and lacking the usual charm. Still it had stores and a food court, so it was better then nothing. Angel ran at high speed to the clothes stores, dragging you along by the arm. The both of you just explored around, trying on multiple outfits that suited the both of you best, along with taking selfies of each other. Angel looked good in practically anything that he tried on. He could come out of the dressing room in a plain shirt and jeans, and he have you gagging in awe.

The next store the both of you went to seemed more up Angel's alley. "Devils Secret" was what the large neon sign said. Upon entering in, you quickly realized it was a lingerie store. "Aww yeah! This is where its at!" Angel said, as he threw his four arms up into the air in excitement. You, however, were feeling a bit flustered, as stores like this always made you a bit red in the face. Angel had already disappeared from your view, most likely grabbing all the most seductive ones he could find. Not really interested at the pieces, you just walked around, observing everything.

One area of the store was hidden behind a large black curtain. Curious, you walked past and immediately flushed at what you saw. Behind the curtain was an assortment of intimate cosplays, along with various sexual toys like vibrators, hand cuffs and butt plugs. “No wonder this place was hidden by a curtain” you thought. Wouldn’t hurt to look around. There was a wide selection of cosplay outfits hanging, ranging from police officer to sexy nurse. You knew if Angel saw this, he would buy everything in here. Skimming through everything, your eyes caught the look of something interesting. It wasn’t anything extreme, but it was very detailed and seductive. Your thoughts immediately thought of Angel and his birthday, causing a smirk to appear on your face: “Perfect.”

You quickly bought it and threw it in the other shopping bags you had, to hid it from Angels eyes, as you went to look for him. Having found him standing in front of the dressing room mirror, you watched him as he struck many poses, making you blush. “Which one of makes me look sexier toots? This one or the other?” The one he was wearing was a floral embroidered bra and thong, that came with a garter belt while the other was a black satin babydoll mesh top. Smiling you shook your head, saying he looked sexy in anything he wore, earning a blush from him. Shaking his head, he gave a smirk back, "You know it baby!" and proceeded to head back into the dressing room to change out of it.

Checking the time on your phone, you saw that it was one hour from 5 pm, which was enough time for you to head back to the hotel for the surprise party. You texted Charlie to let her know you were coming back soon, so she had some time to double check everything. "Hey toots? Who ya texting?" Angel asked, as he was walking next to you, four of his arms holding shopping bags. You quickly put your phone away so he wouldn't see the text and came up with a good excuse. "Oh it was Charlie. She said something urgent happened at the hotel and she wants us to come back." Angel seemed to have bought the lie and gave a nod, as the both of you walked out of the mall.

**Back at the hotel**

"Ohhh finally! My legs are aching from walking all day." Angel groaned, as he walked closer to the hotel doors. "Maybe don't wear those long heels next time." You laughed out, earning another groan from Angel. "Hey! Leave my heels out of it." Angel responded back, as he opened the doors to the hotel. The hotel was pitch black inside, and no one was around the lobby, causing Angel to widen his eyes in concern. "Woah where the f✪✪✪ is everybody?!" Angel walked closer inside, with you following behind him. As you closed the door, the lights blasted on and a loud bang erupted in the room, causing confetti to fly everywhere. "SURPRISE!!!!!!!!!!" Everybody had popped out of their hiding places, wearing big smiles and sporting birthday hats. Angel screamed when that happened, grabbing onto his chest to calm him down. "AHHHH! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!" Charlie had run up to Angel, and gave him a giant bear hug. "ITS YOUR SURPRISE BIRTHDAY PARTY ANGEL!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!" Her face was wearing a large smile, sparkles shining in her eyes. Angel paused at that and looked at everyone and the decorations, plus the large pink and black themed cake that was on one of the tables.

"Oh shit...I." Angel's face went blank, apparently still in shock, Everyone including you noticed his expression, wondering why he seemed a bit sad. No one said a word, but Alastor was the one to break the silence: "My dear effeminate fellow! Have you forgotten the day of your own birth?" Alastor walked up closer, head tilted to the side, wearing his signature smile. Angel just shook his head, one of his hands going up to wipe his eyes. Oh he was crying, you looked at him with concern and placed a hand on his back, giving it a rub. "No I didn't forget, Smiles. I....I didn't think any of you guys would actually care about it, let alone remember it." Awwws erupted from everyone, as they all ran and gave Angel a hug, except Alastor, but he at least placed a hand on Angels shoulder. Angel laughed while he continued to wipe his tears: "Okay okay get offa me. The sappy stuff is over, now its time to get this party started! Angel bumped his fists into the air in enthusiasm, followed by everyone else yelling out a "YEAH!"

The party had finally started. Everyone gathered around the cake and sang happy birthday to Angel. After that was done, and some of the cake was given out, it was time to present the birthday gifts. Charlie had gotten Angel tickets to the aquarium in hell. Vaggie had bought a makeup set and new sunglasses. Niffty had made a little outfit for Angels pet pig, Fat Nuggets. Husk had bought him some shot glasses that were in the shape of dic✪✪. Alastor had used his powers to make a vinyl record that contain all of Angel's favorite songs. Sir Pentious actually crafted a new weapon for Angel to use for any upcoming battle/turf war. Cherri bomb had gotten two matching spray painted T-shirts that said "Partners in Crime." It was your turn next, but you told them that Angel's present was in his room and you were gonna show it to him later.

The party was soon calming down after that, and everyone was either tipsy or passed out drunk from all the celebratory cheers they did. "I think it's time to head to bed now everyone." Vaggie had lifted Charlie up and walked back to their room. Sir Pentious egg bois had lifted the drunken snake and dragged him towards the bedroom. Alastor was swaying a bit, and his cheeks were a bit red, but he was still a bit alert. He lifted up Niffty into his arms, and used his powers to place Husk on the lobby couch, and make a blanket appear on top of him. He bid both you and Angel a good night, while he headed down the hallway to bring Niffty to her room. Cherri was knocked out on the other side of the couch next to Husk, you were honestly surprised considering how many shots she could knock back and not be buzzed at all, but probably all the celebrations and fooling around made her reach her limit.

Angel grabbed another blanket and placed it on top of her, wearing a soft smile. He then turned back towards you, grabbing one of your hands and headed up towards his room. His room was illuminated in a neon pink, giving off a very intimate atmosphere. His precious Fat Nuggets was sleeping on his back on the bed, making it easy for Angel to give him a belly rub. Heaving a sigh, Angel flopped against the bed, having removed his top, letting his chest floof pop out and his heels, exposing his spider-like shaped feet. He removed his bottoms too, letting his red thong flash at you, making you blush and lick your lips "Soooo?, Are you ready for my gift~?" You sensually walked closer to him on the bed, maneuvering your body to place yourself over on top of him. His pink eyes widen at your position on him, before he smirked and moved his hands to pull you a bit closer, hands caressing your soft body. "More than ready, baby~. What ya get me?" He spoke in a soft whisper, giving you goosebumps, as his hands kept massage your body, making it harder for you to focus and not melt into the pleasure. "I'll bring it out, but first close your eyes for me." Angel raised an eyebrow at that, before he shrugged and closed his eyes.

Angel felt you get off the bed, and heard the sound of the his bathroom door opening and closing. He moved up on the bed, going from a laying position to a seating position, with his legs crossed. He honestly had not idea what you were going to give him and it left him feeling nervous and giddy at the same time. The room was silent, with the only sounds the could be heard was Angels breathing and the little oinks coming from Fat Nuggets sleeping on his own bed now, as Angel had moved him before. The sounds of the door opening, caused Angel to jump. He could hear the soft pattering of your feet, until they stopped and he felt movement on his bed. "Okay, open your eyes~." You softly said. Angel slowly opened his eyes, until they widen at the sight of you. You were sitting on his bed, wearing a red body bow, with the bow being placed to cover your tits and only a string covering your butt. Angel nearly drooled at the sight of you, while his lower half began to rise.

Your eyes gazed at him with desire, as you tilted your head at him cutely: "Well~?" You continued to stare at him, while he continued to look at you with wide eyes and mouth opened like a fish. Finally he spoke, cheeks flashing red. "Holy sh✪✪! W-when did ya? How did?" He continued to stutter, obviously still in shock at you. Giggling, you told him that you found this at the lingerie store the both of you went to, saying it was hidden from others, answering his question. Smirking, you laid back on the bed, staring seductively at Angel, while you crooked your finger at him. "Sooo~, does the birthday boy wanna open up his present?

**TO BE CONTINUED IN PART 2**

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So, I'm not a prisoner? extra

masterlist part 1 part 2 part 3 extra

summary: you did not expect that your mission to take down the traitor, could end in such a difficult situation for you…

pairing: Natasha x Red Room teen reader

warnings: none

genre: fluff

words: 1117

a/n: this is purely because it’s my birthday :)

You do not have my permission to repost, copy or translate my work

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You had been with the Avengers for a few months, and according to the file you once found, your birthday was coming up. You didn’t really care much for it. You had never celebrated a birthday in your life. Natasha, however, was determined to change that.

She and the other Avengers had it all planned out. They had been preparing for weeks to make sure you had the most amazing birthday ever.

After weeks of making you try all different kinds of cake and foods, Wanda had documented what your favourite foods were, and she had remember all your dislikes.

And so, Tony made sure he had ordered the best, most delicious birthday cake in existence. Bucky, Sam, and Steve were in charge of decorations. Clint and Natasha were in charge of presents, Wanda and Bruce, who turned out to be a surprisingly good cook, were in charge of the food, and Thor had made sure to bring you something nice from Asgard.

You had no idea any of this was happening. Of course, you had caught on that something was going on. You were a spy, after all, but you couldn’t seem to figure out what the other Avengers were hiding from you.

You had tried on many occasions to make some of them crack, wanting to know what they were keeping from you. Many times, you nearly succeeded, but Natasha was always around to point out your behaviour, making the Avengers you were questioning shut up.

However, it seemed that Natasha was finally going to tell you what was going on.

When you went to bed that night, she came into your room, sitting on your bed.

“I just want you to know, that tomorrow we have a party for you. We didn’t want to spring it on you,” Natasha explained, smiling at you as she stroke your hair.

“A party? Why?” You asked, looking at Natasha confused.

“Well, tomorrow is your birthday, and it is custom that people’s birthdays are celebrated,” Natasha explained, and you nodded in understanding. You took a few moments to think, before you decided to ask some questions.

“Will there be cake?” you asked, remembering a movie where you saw someone having a cake on their birthday.

Natasha smiled at your innocence and nodded. It was unbelievable to her how you, after having been through so much, were still able to hold the innocence in your eyes.

“Of course there will be cake,” Natasha said.

“Like in the movies?” you gasped excitedly, and Natasha chuckled, nodding with a smile.

“It’ll be just like the movies,” she promised, leaning forwards and giving you a kiss on your forehead. After saying goodnight, Natasha left the room, and you tried to sleep, although your excitement made it quite difficult.

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The next morning, Natasha was the one to drag you out of bed. You were tired and grumpy at first, until you remembered it was your birthday, and it was supposed to be an exciting day.

You were out of bed and ready after that thought immensely quick, joining Natasha who stood outside your door, waiting for you.

She led you to the common area, and you gasped as you saw all the decorations. The other Avengers were sat around the kitchen island, a stack of waffles sitting in the middle. You, however, were too busy admiring all the decorations. You couldn’t believe anyone would do something so nice for you.

Natasha smiled as she watched the look on your face. In these past few months, she had found there was no greater joy for her than to watch you be happy about something.

After you took all the decorations in, you moved to the counter, sitting on the barstool at the head. Even the barstool was decorated!

After everyone wished you a happy birthday, and you awkwardly thanked them for it seeing as though you were not used to having so much attention on you, Wanda started handing out the waffles she made, making sure you had all the toppings you could ever want.

Did Wanda remember everything you liked? Did she care so much about you?

Your brain was running a hundred miles an hour. A few months ago you couldn’t even see a future for yourself, and now you had people that cared so much about you that they even remembered your food preferences.

Honestly, you could have cried.

After breakfast, Natasha led you towards the seating area. A huge pile of birthday gifts was sitting on top of the coffee table, and any of the Avengers could notice how your face lit up when you saw it.

Natasha told you to sit down on the couch, and after you did, the other Avengers joined you, either sitting down on the other couches, or taking a seat on the floor.

Natasha had given everyone specific instructions not to sing for you, knowing how it was all probably already overwhelming for you. She didn’t want to scare you off. And lets be honest, who actually enjoys being sung for?

Natasha was the first to hand you a present, sitting next to you and placing a kiss on your forehead, whishing you a happy birthday.

You thanked her and opened the gift carefully, scared to rip the perfectly wrapped wrapping paper.

You soon realised it was a stuffed animal. Your favourite animal nonetheless. You smiled at the innocent and heartfelt gift. For some reason, the simple stuffed animal hit you really hard, and you stared at if for a moment, trying to hold back the tears.

Natasha took your staring as something else, and so became worried she had gifted you something you did not like.

“Do you like it?” Natasha asked carefully, but when you turned your head and she was met with your teary eyes, her worries settled immediately, opening her arms.

“I love it,” you cried, crawling into her arm and crying softly into her shoulder.

Natasha held you close as she rubbed your back, keeping one hand on your head to make you feel as safe as she could.

After your emotional breakdown, you managed to unpack all your other presents with enthusiasm, smiling and thanking everyone for each and every gift you received. You were certain these people were mind readers, as they managed to get you every single you wanted, or were interested in.

The day ended with an amazing dinner, cooked by Wanda.

After all the cake, snacks, and excitement, you ended up falling asleep not even half way through your favourite movie. All the Avengers smiled at the sight. You were a truly magnificent soul, and they didn’t know what they would do without you.

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dream a little dream (of me)- chapter 2 [Alastor/Reader]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/54459367/chapters/138625708

Chapter 1 is here! And Chapter 3 is here!

Same tags as chapter 1: Dream Sex, Dreamsharing, Vaginal Sex, Cunnilingus, Rough Sex, Dreamwalking, Non Sex-Repulsed Alastor

It’s truly amazing what a regular sleep schedule can do for someone. Within days of starting to sleep in Alastor’s room, life in Hell just felt… better.

And Alastor was tolerable, in his own way. There was no mention of the deal that you had made, and if anyone noticed you spending the evenings in his bedroom they didn’t question it. It was the same every night- you would knock, he would invite you in, and you would engage in the tiniest of small talk before he shepherded you to the bed he had set up for you in the bayou dimension. It was always made, the sheets comfortable and soft and warm as you laid your head down and fell into dreamless sleep. You were keeping to your end of the deal, unable to resist the siren call of actual rest in favor of sneaking to Alastor’s side of the room to see what he dreamt of these days.

You wondered about his end, and what he had promised if you stayed out of his dreams like you agreed- like you were doing. “Whenever you would like,” he had said, but you didn’t want to just- proposition him. That felt improper and scandalous. For the time being you were content to just accept the peaceful relaxation that the bayou realm offered you.

You quit the retail job that you held after about a week and accepted Charlie’s offer to find something to do in the hotel- you were designated to the Resident Events Coordinator, which basically meant that when Charlie got it in her head that everyone needed to go on a field trip somewhere, you were in charge of booking, paying invoices from the Hotel budget, and making sure everyone was accounted for and following the rules when you got there. In theory, anyway- you’re pretty sure Charlie came up with the job on the spot but you hadn’t actually gone anywhere yet, no field trips taken or tasks for you for a couple weeks now.

That seemed like it was going to change as Charlie squealed your name from the front office and asked you to join her. Poking your head tentatively into the room, she has a bunch of papers spread across the desk, Vaggie in the chair next to it with a hand to her temple. She shoots you a smile before her eyes return to the carpet, muttering something in Spanish under her breath.

“What’s-”

Charlie is bouncing with excitement as she sings, “I have a resident event for you to coordinate!” She gestures to the papers on the desk with wiggling fingers. “I’ve been doing some research and while it's been found that just regular stuff in a familiar setting is all well and good and helpful, doing things like trust exercises or just hanging out in an un familiar setting can also be really great! So Vaggie and I looked into some stuff and we decided ooonnnnnn….” She trails off and gestures grandly to Vaggie, who looks up from her dead stare at the floor.

“Camping. Yay.” Her enthusiasm is noted, but when Charlie pouts at her she smiles and pulls some jazz hands. “Sorry- camping! Yay!”

You offer your own smile even as your heart drops. “Okay, cool! What do I need to do?”

Camping would mean everyone sleeping in the same area- you had gotten so accustomed to a regular night’s sleep that you weren’t sure if you could stay up an entire night to avoid falling into anyone’s dreams. Alastor probably wouldn’t come with the group- he didn’t seem like camping was his style- so you wouldn’t be able to rely on that. You hoped that going back to the energy drinks for a night or so wouldn’t irreparably damage your new internal clock.

Charlie launches into a spiel about what was needed of you- reserving the campground, making sure that there were plenty of smores ingredients handy, snacks and things to grill and bottled water all in ready supply. You would need to get the list of rules, a map of the area, tents, and did you know how to start a fire?

“Babe, you’re the Princess of Hell. I’m pretty sure you can start a fire just fine.” Vaggie looked at her girlfriend with an air of amused frustration.

“Well yeah but I want it to be authentic! No magic on the camping trip- not even from me.”

You look up from the notepad Vaggie had handed you before Charlie got too far into it, catching up on everything she had listed off. “No magic- got it! Do you have a particular place in mind?”

And the demon was off again, listing off nearby wooded areas that offered camping and everything the group might need. Looking at the list of items you had accumulated, you figured that this job would be actual work and not just something Charlie gave you for a title- you wondered if Vaggie had to talk her into letting someone else handle the intricacies of outings so she didn’t burn herself out.

You spent the rest of the week finalizing everything, only being met with a small groan when Charlie informed the group of what would be happening on Friday evening. Niffty seemed excited- “lots of wild bugs,” she said with a crazed look in her eye, and you made a mental note to call the campground again to ask if ‘murder of bugs’ was something that was allowed- and Angel and Husk just seemed to resign themselves to their fate. Alastor had raised an eyebrow and said he would see if his ‘schedule could allow him to attend,’ so he was most likely out.

You had only managed to acquire three tents- one for Charlie and Vaggie, one for Husk and Angel, and one for you and Niffty. You had no intention of sleeping in it- you would wait until the smaller demon fell asleep, which she always did swiftly and deeply, and then spend the night sipping caffeine and manning the fire to keep everyone warm while they slept. When you came home on Saturday you would return to Alastor’s room and catch up on the rest you would be losing.

You arranged for the delivery of everything to the campground ahead of you all, and were pleased to see all of your materials where they should be when you arrived. It felt good to be able to do something for the group, and to help Charlie like this and take some stress off her plate. You started sorting through it all, handing out sleeping bags and designating Husk to management of the food items when you hit the first snag.

“Uhhhh…” The box containing the tents had two that were regular sized- big enough for two people while still remaining in the confines of the campsite as you set them up. The last appeared to be a child’s tent- large enough for Niffty on her own but certainly not for the two of you. That threw a wrench in your plans, as you were sure that no one would go for the idea of you sleeping outside on your own.

“Oh no!” Charlie looked over your shoulder and saw the predicament. “That won’t work for the two of you- wait, you can share with Vaggie and I! There’s enough room in there for three, right?”

Fuck.

“Maybe,” you agree hesitantly, but it wouldn’t be as easy to sneak out of the tent with two of them, one being a former Exorcist Angel with a penchant for nightmares that woke her up. And just laying there pretending to sleep would probably result in you actually falling asleep- and also, it was a little weird to share a tent with a couple, right?

Vaggie frowns as she finishes setting up hers and Charlie’s tent. “I don’t know, hun- there’s not much room in here, I’m not sure if three people will fit.”

Charlie goes to inspect the tent. “Well, we would be pretty close but I think it would be okay!”

You start to wave your hands in denial. “That’s okay guys, really- I still have a sleeping bag, I can stay by the fire-”

The resounding chorus of “NO!” from the group is touching, it really is, but not helpful to your current struggle. Husk is adamantly insisting that if anyone sleeps outside it should be him, Angel is complaining about the possibility of not getting to share a tent with Husk, Niffty is- chasing bugs on the outskirts of the site, completely unconcerned with the issue at hand.

There’s a crackle of static and Alastor emerges from a shadow, casting a glance over the group. “Hello everyone! Are we having trouble already on our little camping trip?”

“Alastor.” Your heart thumps in your chest- maybe he could conjure another tent for you, do some of his magic to put a pocket dimension inside of it like the bayou in his room. “I thought you couldn’t make it.”

“It seems that I was able to free some time up to join you,” he says, then looks at the tents that have been set up. “What seems to be the problem?”

You can’t fight the surge of irritation. “I messed up the order somehow. We got two normal sized tents but the last one is only big enough for Niffty which is who I was supposed to share with- I should have sprung for another one in case you did show up, now that I’m thinking about it.” You bring a palm to your forehead. “God, that was stupid-”

“Nonsense! Why, you can share with me, my dear.” With a wave of his hand the tents are moving, repositioning to make room for a red tent that appears in the middle of the others. It’s larger than the other two, causing Angel to let out a whistle, and the relief that rushes through you is immediate.

Husk doesn’t seem to agree, and Charlie and Vaggie are both looking at you with trepidation. “Now hold on,” Husk starts. “I’ll share with you, Al. There’s no reason the little lady should be stuck in there with you.”

“Why Husker, I’m offended! Do you think I would behave improperly? I’ll be a perfect gentleman, I promise.” He gestures to the tent. “It is more than large enough for the both of us- arguably a better position for her to be in than sharing with one of you, smushed in like sardines.”

Vaggie cuts in. “Why don’t you take mine and Charlie’s tent and we can share the big one with her-”

“Vaggie,” you interrupt her. “It’s fine! I’m okay sharing with Alastor. He’s right- it is a bigger space, there will be plenty of room for us both, and I don’t want to intrude on you and Charlie.” You flash her a smile. “Everything will be okay- it’s just for one night.”

The woman groans but gives in. “If you’re sure you’re okay with it, fine. But!” She adds, pointing at Alastor. “Charlie’s rules. No more magic.” Alastor hums in agreement and the rest of the plans for the evening go without a hitch.

There’s a nice nature walk through a nearby trail, a brief stint of swimming- unplanned and unauthorized, since you specifically told Niffty it wasn’t allowed beforehand- and an easy dinner made by Husk over the fire that Niffty started. Smores are concocted and consumed before you all tell scary stories together, putting an end to it before Alastor could have his turn- no one wanted to open that can of worms, as it were.

Everyone started to turn in, including Alastor, until only you and Husk were left out by the fire. He overturned a bottle of water on the flames to douse them, a flickering ember all that remained as he sat on a log next to you. “You’re really okay sharing with him, kid?”

You raise an eyebrow. “I’m a fully grown adult, Husk,” you remind him, and he doesn’t even look sheepish. “But yes, I’ll be fine. Besides, I think Angel would throw a tantrum if he was denied being able to sleep so close to you.” You throw him a wink, and with this, at least, he blushes.

“Yeah yeah,” he mutters, “whatever. Just… you let me know if you wanna switch. Any time. I’ll wake up if you come to our tent.”

“I appreciate it,” you say with a smile, knowing it won’t be necessary. If Alastor had put another pocket dimension in the tent you would sleep soundly, no need to switch with anyone or stay awake. “Have a good night, Husk.” You go your separate ways, waiting for him to duck into his and Angel’s tent before entering the one you would be sharing with Alastor.

There’s no bayou waiting for you- just a large bed in the very center of the space, Alastor tucked under the covers with a book in his hands. “Ah, there you are, dear!”

You enter the tent and close it behind you. “I was just cleaning up a little with Husk. Um- I don’t want to sound, you know, picky but-”

“Hmm, were you expecting the bayou from my room?” He sighs like its a great inconvenience. “Yes, I had planned to bring it to being in the tent or at least getting a second bed but alas- Charlie did insist on no magic!”

God damn this demon and his selective rule following. “Right. Well, at least you know why I’m not sleeping. I won’t have to pretend- do you have another book I could read?”

“Not sleeping? Darling, there’s room here.” He pats the bed next to him, grin wide and amused. “I insist- I promise I’ll behave.” His smile did not give you much hope to that.

“If you’re the closest person to me, then- what about our. Um. The deal?” You can’t stop yourself from entering his dreams if he’s close to you, let alone in the same bed.

He tilts his head. “You have my permission. It is one night only, as you told Vaggie. Sleeping anywhere else would drop you into the dreams of another, and even if I had been able to conjure another bed you would still be closest to myself. You may as well be comfortable.” He pulls down the corner of sheets opposite him, and you have to admit that it looks inviting.

You approach and climb under the covers, careful to keep a reasonable amount of space between yourself and Alastor as he waves a hand and the lights go dim. “I thought you said no magic,” you mutter, only a little bitterly. He chuckles but doesn’t respond, and soon the sound is replaced with light, even breathing as the Radio Demon slips into sleep.

You fight it as long as you can, but you end up joining him, the world going black before you re-materialize in a familiar place.

Alastor’s room. He’s sitting in an armchair near the fire, reading the same book he had been. He looks up at the inquisitive noise you make. “I figured you needn’t feel so guilty about intruding if there was nothing intimate to see,” he says, flipping a page.

“I appreciate that, thank you.” You take the seat opposite him, watching the fire dance before you both. Its quiet, comfortably so, the only sounds the faint breathing of you both and Alastor’s page flipping.

You watch him for a while, since there’s nothing else to do. You lightly trail his body with your eyes as he relaxes into the chair, traveling up the lines of his legs to his chest, the subtle musculature of his arms and flexing of tendons when he turns a page, his fingers dexterous and strong. You think about the last time you had been in his dream- how those fingers had been inside the dream version of you but you never got to experience it yourself, not really. You’d come into it right at the end to be speared on Alastor’s length, wet and ready despite not being part of the preparation yourself. You wanted-

“Something on your mind?” Your eyes snap up from his hands to find Alastor watching you, shit eating smile on his face as he watched you basically ogling him.

“N-no!” You scoot the chair back from him, your face twisting in confusion as it's pulled right back into position and then even further, a shadow racing out of your peripherals after it drops your chair right in front of Alastor’s, knee to knee. “I’m sorry, I wasn’t-”

“You know,” he says conversationally, “you’ve not yet taken advantage of your own benefits of the deal, dear. You’ve been quite compliant in staying out of my dreams- I think that warrants a reward, don’t you?”

He’s leaned into your space, inches from your face, eyes darting down to your mouth. “A- a reward?”

“Indeed.” He closes his book and it vanishes with a twist of his wrist, freeing up the hand to brush under your chin. “You’re free to choose something else if you don’t wish to ‘cash in’ on my end of the deal. Though… you do remember what it was, don’t you?” He trails a clawed finger down your neck, brushing your hair off your shoulders and continuing down your arm, leaving goosebumps in his wake. Not hard enough to scratch but not so light you couldn’t feel it at all.

“I remember. You said… whenever I wanted.” Your face is red, your brain muddled as you take in the scent of him so close to you- you can’t bring yourself to say it.

“The exact wording, sweetheart, was that I would allow you to cum on my cock whenever you’d like.” His hands dart out to circle your waist and drag you into his chair, grinding up against you as the seat transformed into something more like a chaise, reclined and wider. “Is that what you would like now?”

“Fuck, I- wait, fuck,” you manage to stammer at the feeling of his erection under you, and you find yourself rolling your hips along with him, chasing that feeling. You lose yourself in it, your mouth open while you gasp through the pleasure, and no sooner have you had the brief thought of wishing you didn’t have to remove your body to take your pants off than the article of clothing has disappeared. “What-”

“Magic in dreams doesn’t count, I rather think,” Alastor says, and he shifts you to one side in his lap to get a hand underneath you and slide a long finger into your slick warmth. “It seems that you can do it as well to an extent.”

“Well that’s pretty cool,” you mumble, and when you throw your head back with a moan he latches his teeth onto your neck, a light pinch that he sucks and then soothes with his tongue.

“Indeed; one learns something new every day!” He traces his mouth down your shoulder, over your collarbones and back up to suck at your skin again, his fingers working steadily inside you as he adds another in, to the second knuckle. “For example- I have learned that you taste and feel even better than that figment of dreams that I created.”

You let your head fall forward, press your forehead to Alastor’s. “High praise,” you say, and he laughs at you. “I knew you would- oh fuck- ” He changes his angle, crooking his fingers upwards into the sweet spot inside your body, the pressure unrelenting and causing what little control you had right now to spill out of your grasp like the whimpers that poured from your mouth.

He adjusts, leaning back fully into the chaise. He releases the grip he has on your waist to snap his fingers, and with a clink his belt has removed itself from his pants and curled up neatly on the floor. A second set of fingers slides between your bodies to undo his fly, the thumb of the hand inside you brushing against your clit as he works to remove himself.

You’re panting, the air hot between your mouths as he uses your arousal to slick himself, pushing at your entrance. “Don’t you ever take these clothes off?” You ask irritably, wondering if you could use your newfound ability to vanish at least his shirt as you grip it in your fingers desperately.

“Not here I won’t- we must leave something to be discovered in real life, don’t you think?” His shirt still stubbornly buttoned across his chest, he extracts his fingers from your body and grips your hips to pull you down onto his cock. The whine you let out would be embarrassing if it didn’t feel so goddamn good to have him fill you, nowhere to go to escape the pressure and the pleasure of it.

You plant your hands on his shoulders as he slides in to the hilt, and when you look at him his eyes are dark, cheeks flushed despite the smirk on his face. “That’s… that’s no fair,” you say, and you can feel the way you clench down around his length. “You’ve already seen a-all of me.”

He lets his hands run up your sides and under your shirt, claws leaving gooseflesh in their wake as he brings them up to brush against your nipples, drags them across your skin to gently rake down your back in the most delicious way. “That hardly counted,” he murmurs, bucking his hips up and watching the way that he slides in and out of the grip of your cunt. “This is merely a fantasy, dearest. I won’t be truly satisfied until I can say that I have claimed all of you- dream and reality, body and soul. Just to see your naked flesh is nothing to me.”

He digs the claws of one hand into your thigh, the other wrapping around the back of your neck to drag you down closer to his face, the ache of it only sending you towards orgasm faster as he grinds up into you. “I want you flayed open with the ache of needing me,” he groans, and uses his grip on your neck to force you to meet his eyes. “Here and in the real world. I want to fucking own you in every possible dimension, every possible way- tell me I can, darling. Tell me I do-”

Like last time, Alastor demanded verbal confirmation of your submission to him. “Fuck, yes,” you cry out, cutting him off, and as he pulls you in to lick into his mouth you find the strength in your legs finally, rising and sinking back down on his cock as he thrusts into you from below. It’s impossible to feel this good- you can’t possibly survive this, you think, as your cunt grips down tighter every time he glances off that spot inside of you. “Please, Alastor,” you whimper into his mouth. “Please, let me cum- I’m yours, I’m yours-”

He bites down hard on your lip, the skin breaking and blood pooling in the space where your mouths have joined as you hit your peak the same time Alastor does. He releases your lip with a drawn out groan while he fills you, grinding your hips down into his with a force that can only be describe as desperate . It doesn’t end; as you tip over the razor’s edge and drench his lap in your release you moan with the feeling of tightening on him, the sound devolving into a whimper as you clutch weakly at Alastor’s shirt when the wave finally crashes and leaves you limp in his arms.

“Hm.” When you bring you head up to meet his gaze he has a wicked smile on his face, pulling out of you with an embarrassing sound coming form between your bodies. One of his ears flicks to the side before righting itself. “Sounds like you might have some explaining to do to our friends, chérie.”

“What do you-” You don’t get a chance to finish your thought before he pushes you with a finger to your forehead, and instead of hitting the other end of the chaise you slam hard into the bed, covers fluttering around you as you fight them off with the force that you’ve landed with.

“What the fuck is going on in here?” Husk is standing at the entrance to the tent with his arms crossed, Angel Dust peering over his shoulder with interest.

You clench your eyes shut, remembering that Alastor had only conjured the one bed- this was going to be awkward. “Fuck, I-”

“Yes, my dear, you’ve even given me quite the startle.” Alastor’s voice comes from across the tent- in a different bed than the one you had both fallen asleep in. A glance down reveals that you are in your own sleeping quarters, tucked under a soft comforter on your own side of the large space.

You glare at him and he keeps his eyes wide, feigning innocence.

Charlie pops her head into the tent as well. “We heard noises,” she said. “It sounded like you were in pain. Is everything okay?”

You were going to fucking kill Alastor.

“It was… just a dream,” you tell them, and Alastor’s smile splits his face in your peripheral vision. “A nightmare. I'm sorry, I didn’t mean to worry anyone.”

Vaggie places a hand on Charlie’s shoulder from outside the tent. “We’ve got to get started with breakfast if we’re gonna leave on time, babe,” she says, then stands on her tiptoes to look at you over Charlie’s shoulder. “If you find yourself having nightmares come let me know- I have some stuff that could help.” She vanishes, off to try to start the campfire back up the way Niffty had done accidentally the night before.

Husk is glancing between you and Alastor, and one of his eyebrows raises. “You know what? Not my damn business. Come on, Angel.” He leads the spider away as well, and Charlie gives you a wave with her worried look before the tent is zipped back up and you’re alone with Alastor again.

“You-”

“What an interesting development,” he says, suddenly in the bed with you again- perched on the side of it, having shifted through the shadows in only a moment. He reaches a finger out and brushes it along the side of your neck. You hiss at the feeling, a sharp pain following the feeling, but he’s up and out of the bed before you can say anything else. He waves a hand, and a mirror appears in the space between your beds. “Have a look, dear, then come join the rest of us! What would we do without our event coordinator to lead us back to the hotel?” He doesn’t even use the door, just sinks into the floor and is gone.

You swing your legs out of the bed, only a little irritated to find that once again your legs are shaky. You make your way over to the mirror, and you see what Alastor had seen, probably what Husk had seen as well.

A split lip, and a still weakly bleeding bite mark in the shape of Alastor’s smile.

#hazbin hotel #alastor x reader #alastor #alastor the radio demon #ao3 fanfic #ao3 writer #alastor hazbin hotel #alastor smut #x reader #what is wrong with me lol #my stuff <3

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torialefay · 2 months

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could you do for the smut drabbles: 3 with bangchan, 4 with jisung, or 7 (or) 9 with i.n?? no worries if not! thank you <3 i don't want you to write all of them cause it'd be a lot of work, take care of yourself girl! ily <3

"What Did You Wish For?" 🎂

jeongin x fem!reader smut 🔞

✨ synopsis: innie's birthday calls for whatever it is that the birthday boy wants.

✨ word count: 1.6k

✨ warnings: smut and crude language, drunk sex, minors dni.

✨ author's note: this was a super quick write, so sorry if there's a lot of grammatical errors (i didn't double check).

• "damn baby," he pulled back, "you really outdid yourself with the cake." he smiled. he knew he was getting you riled up. you loved him like this- high off the alcohol buzz and ready to do whatever he wanted.

• "so good... you should have more," he smiled cockily as he slowly brought his fingers back to your mouth, this time parting your lips and sticking them far back and across your tongue.

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• as soon as you'd arrived to the boys' apartment, it was frantic with the guys running around everywhere, trying to make sure everything was in place before jeongin returned home.

• "jesus christ, watch yourself!" you said half-jokingly, half-annoyed to changbin as he rushed by with tape in his hands. you had managed to carry the cake up all by yourself (thanks guys for offering to help) and didn't want to drop it at the last moment.

• after setting it on the counter and getting candle arranged, you checked the time. only a couple of minutes until jeongin was supposed to be back.

• you looked around the room and were surprised to see what a good job the guys had done at decorating. the room was filled with other friends of jeongin's and there were strobe lights and a loud speaker ready to go.

• "he's here!" hyunjin quietly yelled down the hallway after checking through the peep-hole in the front door. he quickly ran to hide himself, as did everyone else.

• you all waited in silence to hear jeongin rattle the door with his keys, then the sound of clubky boots walking down the dark, silent hall. as he rounded the corner, hyunjin hit the light switch to light up the main living room.

• "surprise!" everyone shouted at the same time. jeongin startled a bit, then grabbed his chest as he smiled, laughing a bit realizing what was going on.

• people started flocking to him with their respective "happy birthday"s while jisung manned the speakers, cranking them up with a pre-made playlist.

• changbin and seungmin headed straight to the drinks table, relieved they could finally open up the whisky they'd been excited to start on all day.

• after mingling, drinking, and enjoying the party, you finally got to catch up with your boyfriend after everyone sang him happy birthday, his cake lit up with sparkler candles.

• you'd offered to cut the cake and hand it out to whoever wanted some. by the end of it, you were a sticky, caked-up mess.

• jeongin came and stood next to you in the kitchen area as you set down the knife, getting ready to clean yourself up.

• "enjoying your birthday baby? what did you wish for?" you asked with a smile. you could tell by his pink cheeks that he'd had more than enough to drink. and to be fair, so did you.

• "mmm it's been pretty good," he said smiling.

• he leaned in closely to your ear. "but i think i need to show you what i wished for," he giggled dauntingly.

• you looked up to him with questioning eyes, not needing to say anything.

• quickly, he stuck two fingers into the cake icing and then used his other hand to grab your own, now mingling with the sticky mess.

• he led you past everyone quickly, not acknowledging anyone as he passed by them.

• quickly, he reached for the bathroom door and swung it open, all but throwing himself in with you being pulled behind him.

• the bathroom was lowly lit- the only light being from the ceiling was dimming and you could just make out one meter in front of you.

• "what are we-" you couldn't finish your sentence before jeongin flipped your body around and pushed you up against the door, locking it behind you.

• "happy birthday to me?" he smirked before holding his two fingers out, still loaded down with the frosting.

• "whatever you want, birthday boy," you smirked back, catching on.

• he brought his fingers up to your lips as you opened them. surprisingly, he didn't push them into your mouth, but instead smeared the icing all around them. he made sure to take his time, dragging his fingers slowly across each lip, coating them in the sweet sugary flavor.

• once he was satisfied, he looked down at you as he violently went in to kiss you, smearing icing all around you in the process.

• "so good... you should have more," he smiled cockily as he slowly brought his fingers back to your mouth, this time parting your lips and sticking them far back and across your tongue.

• you savored the flavor, taking the chance to lick his finger clean and swirl your tongue around him. slowly but surely, you kept going up you were sure nothing was left. you made eye contact with him as you finished.

• "hold on sweetheart, i don't think you got it all," jeongin said. before you could realize what was happening, he pushed his fingers in further, hitting the back of your throat. you automatically started to gag around him as he menacingly grinned. he did nothing but hold his fingers back, savoring the way you looked while choking on them.

• he quickly began to move his fingers forward and backward, throat fucking you with his fingers alone. the way you retched around him and gasped for air as he pulled out got him harder and harder until he couldn't stand it anymore.

• "good fucking girl," he snarled as he aggressively removed his fingers from your mouth. he shot his hand down to undo his pants and pull his underwear down slightly.

• you could tell that he was completely hard, precum already forming at his tip. he gave himself a few quick pumps with his hand, getting it covered in your saliva. you watched his mouth dropped as he began to wince at the sudden pressure.

• making sure you were still pinned up against the wall, he quickly raised the bottom of your dress and all but ripped your underwear to the side. he threw one of your legs up and around his waist.

• "this is what i wished for baby," he smiled sinisterly before pushing himself into you. usually he would warm you up, but not this time. he snapped his hips up into you as quickly as he could, feeling your body almost break around him trying to accommodate the size.

• "ah fuck," you winced as the pain started to turn into pleasure.

• jeongin bottomed into you before quickly pulling back out and ramming in again.

• the pressure was almost unimaginable. absolutely delicious, but unimaginably so. the alcohol in your system had you honing into the stimulation, only registering what you felt in your very core in that moment.

• jeongin pressed his whole body tighter into you as he quickened his pace, fucking into you as hard as he could. he was grunting now, determined to fuck you dumb, just like he wanted.

• you wrapped your arms around his neck as he kept pounding into you relentlessly, getting messier and messier by the second. you felt yourself dripping around him. and there was no doubt by the way jeongin was moaning that he felt it too.

• you began to pant heavily as he rolled his hips and leg into you, giving pressure to your clit that just kept building and building. with each new thrust came a new pressure, mingling the sensations together.

• you felt yourself growing closer and closer as jeongin connected his lips to yours. your mouths still tasted of sweet sugar as your tongues moved around each other in a fight. you tried to grapple at him, at his hair, into his mouth, any way you could just to get the most pressure and the feel the most of him you possibly could.

• hearing jeongin moan your name was the last thing you needed to feel the warmth in your stomach build to it's climax and your breath to begin hitching.

• with two more sudden, sharp, and hard thrusts, you were cumming around him violently. a scream left your throat, but you couldn't control it. you did everything you could to contain yourself, but your legs felt like they were giving out, leaning in to the pleasure and convulsing around him as he fucked into you at the same fast pace.

• "hold on baby, i'm cumming... holy fuck... agh shit." he got louder and louder as he slammed into you harder than before. he sounded almost desperate at this point until a loud yell came out from the bottom of his throat, fucking into you as his cum shot out. you felt him twitch inside of you as he came, sending your senses into overdrive.

• you could do nothing but cry and moan and scream at the pleasure as you both rode out your highs. you didn't care who had heard. the sound of him slamming you up against the door had been a give-away anyways.

• once you'd both calmed down and finally caught your breath, he gently pulled out and straightened your dress out before pulling his pants back up to get situated. he stood in front of the mirror cleaning himself up a bit.

• you stood there, still resting your body against the door, half-dazed. you could barely register what had just happened. it was all so quick. all you knew was you were now exhausted and damn, you felt good.

• as jeongin turned back towards you to give you a quick kiss, you hugged him tightly and whispered into him. "happy birthday baby."

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sinfulpanda16 · 5 months

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Cramps

Bakugou x fem reader x Kirishima

When you're on your period how do your boyfriends treat you

Your boyfriends baby you a lot more when you're on your period. Kiri has always been really supportive and doting when you were on your period, but it took Katsuki a while for him to get to that stage.

They're really loving. They give you massages, do your household chores for you while you stay in bed, serve you food in bed, and cuddle you. Sometimes one of them stays with you while the other one goes to buy your pad/tampons and favorite snacks. Neither of them have any shame, they know what they're doing, and they love you. Whatever makes baby happy.

Cramps are pretty common. Kirishima gets so sad seeing you suffering and knowing that this happens to you on a basis. Katsuki hates seeing you hurt and if cramps were a person, he would destroy them! Unfortunately, this is one of those times when you have the worst cramps of the year.

Kirishima and you come home early from hero work and as you two walk in your apartment Kiri is already picking you up and carrying you to your shared bedroom.

You groan in pain you've been cramping like this all day at work. They didn't start until midday at work, had they started earlier Kirishima and Bakugou would have just forced you to stay at home.

Kirishima upon hearing you holds you closer to his chest "Shhh its ok baby. I've got you." he says giving you a kiss on your forehead.

You smile "Thank you Kiri" you say lovingly and nuzzle into his chest.

You arrive to the room and Kirishima sets you down on the bed. He turns on the TV and asks what you want to watch and puts on whatever it is you want. He quickly goes the pantry to get snacks and then comes back to take care of you.

Everything was going well for that hour. He was holding you, occasionally feeding you your favorite chips and then suddenly you feel the biggest stab in your crotch area. You yelp and Kirishima gets worried "Baby! Are you alright?"

You try to smile and tell him "Yeah. Don't worry love. I'm alright." your voice being a little shaky which makes Kiri pout.

He goes in to kiss your lips and then says "Aww my love its ok. I'll be here the whole time holding you. Ok baby?" You smile and respond "Ok". God how cute can your boyfriend get?

You both enjoy that little moment and hear something at the bedroom door causing you both to turn to see. Bakugou is standing there looking at you with concern on his face.

"Cramps baby?" Bakugou asks not breaking eye contact with you. You only let out a weak "yeah" and nuzzle Kirishima's chest again.

Alright that's it, Bakugou doesn't even change out of his hero outfit he only takes off his bracers and heads to the kitchen to cook you your favorite food. He cooks a little impatient, he just wants to hurry up and take your food to you so you can feel better. Time later he finishes and can finally bring your food to you.

He enters the bedroom and see's Kirishima still holding you with the blanket around both of you. Bakugou sits next to you both and talks to you "Here baby. You need to eat." he says, and you see he made (f/f) causing you bounce in excitement. Kiri awes at your cuteness and Bakugou smiles softly at it. Katsuki begins to feed you. It tastes amazing, your boyfriend has always been a natural chef. He continues feeding you and also feeds Kirishima a bit and then soon you finish eating.

Later that night after all of you got cleaned together (Bakugou and Kirishima taking care of you the whole time) the three of you head to bed. Bakugou gives you your pain relief pill and Kiri holds your water ready for you. They watch you swallow your pill like a champ and congratulate you. You boyfriends are so cute and caring, what did you do to deserve them?

You were the middle spoon that night, they gave you your goodnight kiss and you theirs. They fell asleep content knowing you were feeling better.

#bakugou x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #kirishima x reader #eijirou kirishima #bnha x reader #mha x reader #kiribaku #kirishima eijirou #katsuki bakugou #bakugou katsuki #bnha #kirishima x y/n #bakugou x you #bakugou fluff #kirishima fluff #bakugou x kirishima #bnha x you #my hero academia #boku no hero

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urmomspersonalwhore · 6 months

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Boring Parties Make Exciting People

MINORS DNI

-Hyera/Reader, NSFW, Fingering, cunnilingus, taking of virginity, Orgasm denial, etc…

“Wet already? I see your eager, hm.”

Your fingers tapped the table, a hand holding your head as you were a bit bored of the part.

You had been invited to your friend's birthday party, though no one spoke to you. And you certainly didn't want to force a conversation.

All you did was eat the food and have some drinks, which is all you really needed to stay there.

At least it was worth something.

The loud music making your heart pound along the beat, it wasn't even good music to be honest.

Sounded like they took a playlist from a random market.

Your Small 'peace' was interrupted by a pink haired lady, she was pretty you must admit.

Very pretty.

There were two drinks in her hand, and she offered you one.

"Care for a drink? You seem lonely." The stranger teased with a captivating smile.

You give back a smile as you nod,

"Sure." you took the alcohol from her hand.

It was a margarita.

Raising the glass to your lips you took a small gulp. After, you smiled before you spoke.

“Mm, it's nice.” she laughed, a hand covering her mouth.

“Sounds like you don't like it.”

You shook your head, a small chuckle coming out of you as you tried to explain the misunderstanding,

“No no, it's really good!”

The Lady supported her head with a hand.

“Sorry for not introducing myself earlier, it's Oh Hyera.” The pretty woman who has now been revealed as Hyera presented.

“It's fine, I'm [Name]” she grinned, placing her hand on top of yours.

“Such a pretty name for a pretty girl, which reminds me, what're you doing here all alone?”

You shrugged in response, taking a sip before answering.

“Don't know, just relaxing I guess.”

She raised a brow with a grin,

“Why don't we go to a… more private area? Just you know, talk.”

Her hand extended out, ready to take yours.

You thought about it first and then accepted the offer. Both of you walk away from the crowd as you occasionally bump into strangers.

She brought you into a secluded bedroom,

Breaking away the hold on your hand as she sat on the bed. Hyera patted on the mattress, indicating for you to sit next to her.

You fixed your skirt as you say next to her. She shuffled closer to you, tilting her head as she smiled. Her pretty pink locks fell a bit off her shoulder from the position of her head.

A hand snaked up your thigh and your body tensed from the touch.

“Oh? A little stiff.” She teased with a smirk.

You averted your gaze,

“I've never done anything like this..like uh- sex.” You revealed and her smile grew.

“Awe, well I'll make sure to teach you. Yea? You want that?”

A shy nod came from your head, even a soft squeal as she pinned you against the mattress.

Her hands reached to unbutton your shirt, pulling it off of you. The pink-haired ‘goddess’ instantly attacked her mouth to your neck, already making purple bruises around your body to your chest. Which she unclipped the bra, latching her lips around your nipples.

Swirling her tongue as her long fingers pulled and massaged the other breast.

She took turns with them, trailing kisses to the other side.

Making the same movements.

The only noise you made were whimpers as gasps. Her hands moved but her mouth stayed in place when she pulled the hem of your skirt down. Taking it off you, throwing it some random place around the room. She smirked at the sight of the dark patch between your underwear after she separated your thighs.

“Wet already? I see you're eager, hm.”

Placing them at her sides, leaning down to rip them off you.

Her tongue flattened when it touched your dripping cunt. Soon after licking strides on it, even sucking on your clit for a bit. Her tongue soon thrust in you, a thumb playing with your bundle of nerves.

Your whimpers turned into soft moans, latching your hand onto her soft and long hair.

It was the most euphoric feeling you have ever experienced.

Her muscles were skilled, keeping up with a rhythm as they slipped in and out of your pussy. Squelches and moans are being heard around the room, even a bit of awe dripping off your forehead. Her other hand moved to follow your tongue, pounding into you.

Your thighs clenched around her head, you were near your orgasm. She chuckled, sending vibrations that caused a loud mewl.

“Feel..weird!” you gasped, and a whine followed after when she pulled away from you.

“Not yet~” Hyera teased, just like her fingers when they went back to your sensitive core. Instead of starting at a slow pace for you, they immediately went rough, she kissed you.

Tongue instead exploring your mouth and you can taste yourself. Her kissing muffled your moans, especially since your denied release made it easier to get you to cum. Her fingers started to work faster when she felt your walls tighten even more on her, so the woman’s kiss deepened. She pulled away from your mouth, leaving a connected string of saliva. Hyera wanted to hear you, and you gave her just that.

A loud moan erupted from your vocals, back arching from the bed as your arms clung to her. Both left a bit sweaty with heavy breaths. She giggled, hand moving to prod at your lips. Making you suck them as she spoke,

“Ready for another?”

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Told you guys I was gonna make one

#lesbian #smut #hyera x reader #bad thinking diary hyera #hyera #oh hyera #btd hyera #hyera x you #hyera smut #bad thinking diary

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w2soneshots · 2 months

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Can I request Harry x female reader smut based on the hide & seek sidemen challenge. Harry finds the reader and they think they can get a quickie in before anyone finds them but they get caught. Queue the funny hard launch and teases from everyone.

If you feel uncomfortable doing smut then Harry x female reader based on the holiday vs holiday vids. You’re invited to join them where a bond with Harry deepens, super cute moments that make it into the edit.

Hide & seek -W2S

Words: 0.8k+

Warnings: light smut, head (fem receiving).

In which the sidemen ask you to join their hide & seek video and you and Harry get up to no good.

a/n: I love this idea! (Also I know it’s not exactly like your request but I just started writing and sort of forgot lol)🤍

I've been with Harry for over three years now. We met during a YouTube event, exchanged numbers, went on a few dates, fucked, then he asked if I'd be his girlfriend, of course I said yes. Naturally I became good friends with the boys along with Talia, Faith and Freya. I've been in a few of there videos before and recently they asked if I'd be in a hide and seek, I immediately said yes.

Today is the day of the video. I woke up next to Harry. "Morning." I said groggily. "Good morning, sleep good?" He asked pulling me into his chest. I hummed "yea." We got up and out of bed soon after, got in the shower and got ready. I did my hair and makeup simple then walked into the kitchen to see Harry and grab some breakfast. He was fully ready, spreading butter over his toast. "Want some?" He asked over his shoulder. I nodded "yes please!"

Once we ate breakfast, we headed to the location of the shoot. When we arrived, after an hour and a half drive, Harry parked the car and we got out. "Oh my god, this place is crazy!" I said looking at the mansion. "Hey!" I said when I spotted JJ, me and him get along great, when I first started dating Harry he really made an effort to include me when we were at parties etc, which I really appreciated. "Hi, how are you?" He said pulling me into a friendly hug. "Good, good. You?" I responded. He smiled "Great!..." And went on to tell me all about some new music that he's been working on. Which I'm very excited to listen to.

They're filming "sidemen hide and seek in the most expensive house in London" so when everyone arrived the women who owned the house showed us around, also marking what areas were in and out of bounds. Then the camera men set up all of their cameras and filming began. "Ladies and gentlemen welcome to London's most expensive house, ever!" JJ began. "And we have a special guest, since we don't have Tobi we thought we'd invite someone else... y/n, since you loved her so much in the other videos!" JJ continued. The camera came up into my face, I smiled and waved. And everyone cheered. Then the video sprung straight into action, the boys immediately ran over to the massive zip line at the end of the hill below us. I stood next to JJ and laughed at their antics.

Soon everyone began hiding, I quickly found a spot in one of the rooms upstairs, it was small- a little bit like a wardrobe but could easily fit a few people. I sat on the floor, in the dark with my camera and waited. Soon I heard footsteps and stood up, then the door cracked open and I heard a gasp, "you scared the shit out of me!" Harry whispered. "Oh, it's you I thought you were JJ!" I said just as quietly. He stepped into the room. "You know... everyone's outside..." Harry said with a smirked. My mouth dropped into an O shape. "Harry!" I whisper, shouted and pushed my elbow into his chest. He slowly made his way down and onto his knees, then raised his eyebrows. I sighed then cheekily smiled "go on then." I whispered. His smirk grew bigger and he quickly pulled down my skirt along with my knickers. I gasped suddenly at the feeling of his tongue running through my folds. I grabbed his hair hard with my hand as he continued.

He stood up, smirk still plastered on his face. "Thank you, I'll remember that later." I said quietly into his ear and he groaned slightly. Suddenly the door swung open. Me and Harry both jumped back and our backs hit the wall. JJ along with Ethan and two camera men stood in front of us, thank god I'd already pulled my pants up. "Ha! Got ya!" JJ exclaimed. But Ethan looked at us with a funny face, "uh, what were you too doing in here?". I took in an unsteady breath "hiding?" I quickly replied. "You sure?" He said cocking a brow. "Yup." Harry said then moved past the boys and I quickly followed.

"Your hairs looking a little messy Harry." Ethan shouted after us with his signature laugh. After the video ended Ethan informed the rest of the group of what he'd seen and they immediately began teasing us. The teasing took a long time to die down but to be honest me and Harry both thought it was pretty hilarious.

#fanfic #image #oneshot #sidemen #harry lewis #harry w2s #w2s #w2s imagine #w2s x reader #w2s fic #wrotoshaw #wroetoshaw #smut #request #hide and seek #sidemen sunday

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heavenlyangeline · 9 months

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Billy Loomis x Reader

my first time writing on tumblr😱

Desc: honestly this is just pure smut

CW: slight (?) possessiveness, breeding kink, dirty talk, fem reader, hickeys fem receiving, knife kink, established relationship, “dirty girl”, “slut”, “good girl”

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Firm hands wrapped around your waist, slightly startling you before you realized who it was.

You spun around to greet Billy, he smirked at your excited face. “Happy to see me?” “You know i always am” you said before kissing him on the cheek and smiling.

There was a hint of mischievousness in his smirk before he started taking the kiss a bit further; redirecting your chin so that your lips met in a soft kiss. A small needy moan escaped your lips, “Billy I have to cook dinner..” you said as you used your hand to push him away slightly.

“Dinner can wait, can’t it y/n?” He gave you that look, it was laced with lust.

You didn’t even realize when he got ahold of a random kitchen knife and begun caressing your thigh with it. The cold blade inched closer and closer towards your skirt. The rush you felt from the tip of the knife made you run your thighs together, you could feel yourself getting wet.

Billy started whispering in your ear, “Does my dirty girl like that? hm? The rush?” He let out a slight chuckle, “I bet that really turns you on, Y/N” Suddenly the sound of your skirt being ripped apart by the knife in Billys’ hand had you gasping in surprise.

“Y-you owe me a new skirt” you said as the knife started inching towards the side of your panties and the coldness of the blade against your hip had you grinding on nothing but air. “Yeah anything for my princess” A light snap and your panties fell to the floor, you were completely bare.

He was deliberately teasing you, the anticipation of what he’d do next was eating you up.

You could hear the sound of the knife being set down and his belt unbuckling. It made you unbelievably horny, and you gave him a look that said “hurry up”.

“‘m gonna fuck you so good on this table Y/N” And in a split second, Billy’s hand found it’s way to your tummy, he pushed your back onto the kitchen table.

His hands started unbuttoning your top, “Did y’know I love watching your tits bounce up and down every time i thrust into you?” You whimpered in response, “Aw, my little slut’s so wet for me…”

He ran his index finger against your clit, you whined at the slight touch. He was watching every facial expression you made, and fuck it turned him on.

“Billy… ‘m ready” “What’s that? My dirty girl is ready for my cock?” “Mhm” He frowned at your half-ass response and lightly tapped your pussy lips, “Say it slut”

“‘m ready for your cock Billy” “Good girl” He aligned his cock with your slit. Billy kissed you while simultaneously bottoming out inside of you, forcing your moan to be muffled by his kiss.

His pace was steady and harsh, every time he rammed into you, wet slapping sounds echoed in the kitchen. You thought it was so embarrassing, and Billy took it as an opportunity to point it out. “That slutty pussy of yours is making all of those dirty sounds y/n”

You couldn’t even form a response, so you opted for nodding your head mindlessly. Billy begun peppering kisses on your neck that turned into sucking on your skin. He left red and even one or two purple hickey’s on your collar bone and neck area.

“Mine, you’re so mine y/n… my little good girl” he cooed and tears begun forming at the corners of your eyes. You needed to cum so badly.. You just needed to get that edge off…

Your hand started creeping towards your pussy, this was your futile effort at trying to get yourself off before your wrist was grabbed aggressively.

“Y/n.. did i tell you that you could touch yourself…?” A scary smirk formed on Billy’s face as he pinned both of your wrists above your head. He rammed harsher into you, your tits were bouncing up and down to the point that they started to hurt a little.

Meanwhile, Billy’s other hand was placed on your stomach, he was feeling his cock go in and out of your pussy. “I…” your tear-filled eyes turned him on so much, it was unbearable. “Just need…” You couldn’t even make anything out.

“What does my girl need? Use your words..” You gave him a pleading look. “Touch” is all you could make out, Billy smirked. He bent down to kiss you and his left hand started rubbing soft circles against your clit. You could feel your back arching, and your pussy was tightening against his cock.

“Fuck ‘m so close y/n” You only squeezed onto him even more and and the sudden feeling of hot cum filling your walls pushed you over the edge. Your legs started shaking as soon as Billy slid out from you. Your spent hole felt so full, “Such a pretty sight” Billy smiled as he watched you trying to catch your breath while his cum dripped out of your hole.

“That was so good Billy..” You looked up at him, not even attempting to sit yourself up. “Sweet girl” He picked you up bridal style and carried you off to the bedroom where you both fell sleep, still naked.

#billy loomis #billy x reader #scream #billy loomis x reader #ghostface #ghostface smut #ghostface x reader #smut #billy loomis smut

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sinkovia · 2 months

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Coffee Shop: Final Part

Simon Riley x Fem!Reader

You work at a small cafe that Simon starts visiting when he’s not deployed.

Coffee shop Masterlist

One year time skip...

You were curled up next to Simon, the soft glow of the TV illuminating the cozy living room. Riley, was sleeping contentedly on his plush bed nearby.

“Sweetheart?” Simon's voice broke the comfortable silence.

“Yeah?” You turned your gaze to him, curiosity dancing in your eyes.

“Let’s move in together.”

Your heart skipped a beat and you felt a rush of excitement and joy flood through you.

"Really? Like actually?" your voice filled with disbelief and happiness.

Simon's gaze met yours, his expression serious yet tender. He reached out, cupping your cheek with his hand, his thumb gently caressing your skin.

"Dead serious, love," he affirmed. "We already spend the night at each other's houses all the time, I think it would be a step in the right direction… but only if you're ready love."

You leaned into his hand, feeling the warmth of his touch. His lips met yours in a soft, reassuring kiss.

"No pressure, sweatheart" he added, his voice filled with sincerity. "If you're not ready, I understand."

You couldn't help but laugh at his words, feeling a wave of relief wash over you. Cupping his face in your hands, you looked into his eyes, your heart overflowing with love.

"Si, I've been beating myself up the entire week trying to figure out how to ask you. Of course, I would love to," you confessed, a wide smile spreading across your face.

Simon's eyes grew with happiness as he returned your smile, his lips meeting yours in another soft kiss.

“Wait, what about your house? Are you renting or buying?” you asked, your brows furrowing with concern.

Simon let out a sigh, running a hand over his face. “Bloody hell, I’m buyin,”

You thought for a moment, considering his options. “Are any of your friends looking for a house?” you suggested, hoping to find a solution.

Simon leaned back, contemplating your suggestion. “Kyle mentioned settling down a few times,” he mused, his fingers tracing absent-minded circles on your leg.

“Maybe he could move into the house and pay you the monthly payments until the house is fully paid off,” you proposed, the idea forming more clearly in your mind.

Simon's gaze softened as he considered your proposal. “That could work, I could talk to him about it. See if he’s interested.”

You nodded, feeling a sense of relief wash over you. Leaning into Simon's comforting presence, you rested your head in his lap as he gently massaged the back of your neck.

That night, Simon called Gaz and had a lengthy conversation with him on the phone, discussing the details of the plan you had suggested.

Gaz agreed that it was a perfect arrangement. He loved the area and the house, and he had been considering settling down but hadn't found the right place until now. The prospect of living just a few houses down from his friend and his lovely girlfriend was perfect.

A few weeks later, Kyle flew into town with Johnny. As you heard a knock on your door, you hurriedly walked over, peeking through the peephole and breaking into a wide smile when you saw the two familiar faces. Opening the door, you greeted them with open arms.

"It’s so nice to see you guys again," you exclaimed, wrapping your arms tightly around both of them.

"Ah, it's good to see you too, lass! Is Simon treating you well?" Johnny joked, a playful glint in his eye.

You laughed and motioned for them to come inside. "He's the best," you replied sincerely.

Riley bounded up to Kyle, jumping up and licking his face enthusiastically. "You missed me, bud? You gonna see me around a lot more," Kyle laughed, scratching behind Riley's ears as he wagged his tail happily.

Simon emerged from the room and greeted the boys. You watched fondly as they moved over to the couch to catch up. Meanwhile, you busied yourself in the kitchen, arranging the pastries you had baked the day before onto a plate. With a satisfied smile, you carried the plate over to the table and set it down.

"Oh, y/n, ya spoil us," Johnny remarked, his eyes lighting up as he reached for a pastry and took a bite.

"Yer have any friends who bake as well as you do?" he asked between bites.

You laughed, shaking your head. "I don't really have friends, but my coworker makes some mean cookies. I could hook you up with her if you don't mind that she's in her fifties."

"Give me her number, lass. I don't mind milfs," Kyle laughed, patting Johnny's back as he nodded eagerly.

You laughed and shook your head as you made your way back to the kitchen to pour some tea. After pouring the tea into mugs, you carried the tray back to the table, where Kyle wasted no time in grabbing a cup.

Smiling, you settled down on the single sofa next to them, enjoying the warmth of their company. The conversation flowed easily as you caught up and indulged in the pastries.

After spending around an hour talking and laughing, you all rose from the table, ready to head over to Kyle’s new home. You and Simon had spent the last couple of days clearing it out, moving the few things he had into your home.

Simon handed Kyle the keys, and he unlocked the door, smiling at his new home. As you peeked outside and noticed no moving truck or boxes, you couldn't help but ask, "When is the moving truck coming? Or did you ship all your belongings here?"

Kyle awkwardly laughed and scratched the back of his neck, "The suitcase has all my belongings in it. I usually stayed on base or in apartments, so I don't have any furniture."

You glanced at Simon and smiled, he shook his head knowing what you were about to say, “Bloody hell sweetheart.” you only laughed and pulled up a picture of Ross on your phone.

"I know this amazing store that has everything you could possibly need for your house for a really good price."

Simon patted Kyle’s back, chiming in, "Trust me, mate, she isn't joking."

And so, the four of you got into Simon's car and drove down to Ross. As soon as you entered the store, Kyle and Johnny wandered off with wide eyes, marveling at everything. You and Simon grabbed a cart for Kyle, following him around.

He led you to the furniture aisle, where you helped him select a nightstand, some bar stools, a coffee table, and a few lamps, all of which found their way into the cart.

"Are you more of a movie or book person? This bookshelf looks nice," you remarked, pointing to a sleek black three teir bookshelf. Kyle wasted no time adding it to the growing collection in the cart. You laughed, and Simon shook his head in amusement.

"Do they have dining tables here?" Kyle turned and asked as you both walked into the decor aisle. "They sometimes do, but I think they're sold out. Simon actually has a dining table and a large sofa he bought last year when he moved in. We were going to donate them, but you could keep them if you like," you suggested.

"Sounds perfect," he flashed a grateful smile as he continued to browse through the aisle, picking out items for his coffee table and some basic decor. You helped him pick a few candles before wandering off to find Johnny, leaving Kyle to explore the store further.

You made your way to the food section and spotted Johnny with a cart filled with food, snacks, and toys for Riley. Just as you were about to approach him, you noticed him talking to a girl. Trying to appear nonchalant, you pretended to look at some pesto sauce on the shelf nearby.

You overheard her asking Johnny if he was from around the area, and he mentioned he was from Scotland, just visiting.

"Really? My parents are actually from Scotland," the girl exclaimed.

"No way, lass. Where are they from?" Johnny replied, his face lighting up with interest. She shared her family's origins, and Johnny seemed surprised to learn that her town was only a few minutes away from his own.

Simon came into the isle and was about to interrupt when you grabbed his hand and harshly yanked him towards you.

“Love what’s wrong-“ you quietly shushed him and motioned towards Johnny. Simon picked up a box of crackers and pretended to read it as he listened in.

"Could I give you my number?" the girl asked, and you exchanged a glance with Simon.

"I'd be a damn fool to say no, lassie," Johnny replied with a grin.

After she wrote her number down and left the aisle, you and Simon approached Johnny, tapping him on the shoulder.

"Thought you were into milfs," you teased, earning a laugh from him.

"She's from Scotland, can you believe that?" he shared with excitement. You smiled and nodded.

"I'm happy for you, Johnny. I hope things work out with her," you said, giving him a supportive pat on the back. Johnny's smile widened, and he thanked you sincerely.

"Thank you, lass. Means a lot,"

You glanced into Johnny's cart and noticed an array of snacks, including a bag of dried bananas. Simon couldn't help but comment, holding up the bag with disdain.

"Bloody hell, Johnny, you actually eat this?"

"Dried bananas are good, L.t.,"

Simon shook his head in disbelief. "Out your damn mind, Johnny. Looks like chicken shit."

Johnny just laughed and grabbed a bag of beetroot chips. "These beetroot chips are amazing too, and look at the price! Can't believe I've never heard of Ross. Wish they had this back home."

You picked up a jar of pasta sauce from Johnny's cart and inspecting it with a grin.

Hopefully, he doesn't get sick; there's no expiration date on the jar.

Simon went off to find Kyle, while you made your way to the pet aisle to browse for new collars for Missy and Riley.

Simon texted you that they were at the register up front and asked you to grab Johnny on your way there. You searched the food aisle but couldn't find him, so you wandered through the store until you spotted him in the clothing section.

"Find some clothes you like?" you asked, amused, as he showed you a "Scotland Forever" shirt.

"Yeah, can you believe they had this in clearance?" he exclaimed, showing off the find.

You laughed, "Yeah, I can actually.”

“It was the only one and in my size. I call it fate."

"Simon and Kyle are up front paying if you wanna show them your new find. I'm sure they'll love it,"

Heading to the front, you used the self-checkout since you only had two items. Afterward, you stood next to Simon, showing him the new collars you'd picked up for Missy and Riley.

"Those are nice, sweetheart," Simon said, planting a kiss on the top of your head and wrapping his arm around you as you waited for Johnny to finish paying.

Once everyone was done, you all piled into the car, and Simon made a quick stop at the grocery store to pick up a few things for dinner.

Simon glanced at his watch. "I'll be back in twenty minutes,"

You all hummed in acknowledgment, and as he left, you pulled out your phone and turned towards the boys in the back seat. "Wanna play 'What am I?’"

Johnny sat up, intrigued. "How do you play?"

"I'll lift my phone and put it up to my forehead," you explained, "and you guys have to give me vague words on what I am. No sounds, only descriptions. Whoever guesses what they are in under thirty seconds gets a point."

Kyle leaned in, his interest piqued. "What do we get if we win?"

You hummed in thought. "Tea and pastries from the cafe on me."

"Oh, you're on," Kyle rubbed his hands together and smiled.

As Simon grabbed the items he needed to make burgers and jalapeno poppers, he quickly checked out and walked back to his car. But as soon as he opened the door, he was met with chaotic yelling from you and the boys inside.

"You stab people!" Johnny exclaimed.

"Michael Myers?" you guessed.

"You kill people while they sleep!" Kyle yelled.

"RICHARD RAMIERIZ!" You yelled out pointing your finger.

"YOU KILL KIDS LASS!" Johnny screamed as he waved his hands back and forth.

"JOHN WAYNE GACEY!?" You yelled out with a smile while Kyle shook his head and tried to make stabbing hand motions towards Johnny.

"KNIVES FOR FINGERS!" Johnny clapped his hands.

"FREDDY—" You were about to say freddy krueger, but the timer on the phone rang out, cutting you off. You sighed in frustration, realizing you needed one more point to win since you were tied with Johnny.

"I won! You bloody keeches," Johnny declared triumphantly, using a term you had never heard before.

"What kind of explanations were those? You cheater!" you retorted.

"Aye, I may be a killer, but I ain't no cheater," Johnny protested. "And who the hell is John Wayne Gacy?" Kyle sat in the back, laughing at the argument between you and Johnny, while Simon stood half in the car and half out, wearing a confused expression on his face.

Simon finally sat down in the car and closed the door, handing Kyle the grocery bags. "What in the hell are you lot arguing about?" he asked, bemused, as you pointed your finger at Johnny, accusing him of cheating at the game you were playing. Johnny, in turn, pointed his finger at you, claiming he won fair and square.

Simon just shook his head and smiled the entire way home while the two of you continued to go back and forth. His life was good, and he couldn't ask for more, even as he listened to the playful bickering in the car.

When you arrived at Kyle’s house, you helped unload the car and set everything in the living room.

Simon pulled you into the hallway while Kyle and Johnny were taking everything out of the bags. His hand went to your cheek, and he gently pressed his lips to yours.

“I love you, sweetheart,”

You smiled, leaning into his touch and bringing your hand up to rest over his. “I love you too, Si,” you replied, feeling the warmth of his affection.

Simon's heart swelled every time he heard those words from you or the affectionate nickname you used. You had changed his outlook on life, bringing a sense of fulfillment he hadn't known before.

Both of you were smiling as you walked back into the living room. Kyle was rearranging his furniture while Johnny washed the new pots and pans he had bought.

“Are you going to start on dinner?” you asked Simon, looking up at him.

He nodded. “Yeah, I’ll have Johnny help me. Maybe you can help Kyle?”

“Yeah, sounds good,” you agreed, eager to lend a hand.

You spent the next hour helping Kyle arrange things, offering opinions on placements, and helping him move furniture around to find the perfect setup. Meanwhile, Johnny and Simon were in the kitchen, cooking up some burgers and jalapeño poppers.

After all the rearranging was done, you and Kyle sat down on the couch with a sigh, admiring the work you had accomplished together.

“You know, you have good style,” you remarked, breaking the silence.

“Thanks, y/n. I appreciate you helping me out,” He replied, smiling.

You returned his smile and sat up, “Of course, I had a lot of fun.”

“Can you help set the table, love?” Simon called out from the kitchen, and you nodded, getting up and walking over to assist. You grabbed the new plate set Kyle had bought and arranged them on the table, while Kyle fetched the silverware and napkins. Johnny joined in, bringing over a pitcher of lemonade to complete the table setting.

The atmosphere around the table was lively as you all dug into the delicious spread laid out before you. Plates filled with juicy hamburgers and crispy jalapeño poppers adorned the table, and the aroma of the sizzling food filled the air.

You took a bite of the burger and couldn't help but let out a satisfied sigh. "These burgers are amazing, Si. You've really outdone yourself," you said, casting a warm smile in Simon's direction.

Simon grinned proudly at your compliment. "Thank you, love." he replied, a hint of satisfaction evident in his voice.

Meanwhile, Kyle turned his attention to the jalapeño poppers, his curiosity piqued. "How did you make these poppers? They're pretty damn good,"

Johnny grinned proudly, "Glad you like them. You know, I've got a secret recipe for those poppers."

Kyle laughed, shaking his head in mock disbelief. "I still can't believe you know how to cook. It's like finding out a lion knows how to knit."

"Hey, don't underestimate my culinary skills. I'm a man of many talents." Kyle rolled his eyes and turned to you.

“Johnny tried baking something at the base, and let me tell you, it smelled like something bloody died."

"That was my scotch pie, and it was good."

Kyle raised an eyebrow, a hint of skepticism in his voice. "Scotch pie? Never heard of that. Sounds like typical Scottish mystery food to me."

Johnny shot back with a laugh. "Oh, please. And here's a Brit talking about mystery food. Ye have beans on toast as a delicacy, and your national dish is curry. And don't even get me started on your lack of seasonin." You and Kyle laughed out, while Johnny smugly smiled knowing he won the argument.

As Simon sat around the table with you, Kyle, and Johnny, a sense of contentment washed over him. The sound of laughter filled the air, mingling with the aroma of the food and the warmth of your presence. He watched as you and Kyle engaged in conversation, your laughter ringing like music to his ears.

In that moment, Simon's gaze drifted to you, his heart swelling with affection. A smile tugged at the corners of his lips as he admired the way you lit up the room with your presence. He couldn't help but feel a surge of gratitude for having you in his life, for the love that had blossomed between you.

Never in his wildest dreams had Simon imagined himself sitting at this table, surrounded by the woman he loves and his closest friends and teammates. It was a surreal moment, one that filled him with a profound sense of happiness and fulfillment.

As he looked around at the faces of those he held dear, Simon felt a deep sense of peace wash over him. He was grateful for the life he had built, for the bonds he had forged, and for the love that had transformed his world.

The love he feels for you radiates from his gaze, a silent acknowledgment of the happiness you bring into his life. Despite the challenges and uncertainties he faces as a soldier, in this moment, everything feels right.

In that moment, Simon couldn't ask for more. He was content, he was at peace, and he was in love. And as he savored the company of the people he cared for most, he knew that he was exactly where he was meant to be.

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