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s-vtoru · 6 months

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where's my reward? | wriothesley x reader

ᡴꪫ summary: wriothesley comes to you, his biggest cheerleader, after winning his 5th boxing match this week. he expects a reward for his hard work and who are you to deny him? pairing: boxer!wriothesley x fem!reader warnings: smut, praise kink (wrio), pet names (angel, baby, pretty girl), p in v, porn with plot, breeding kink, implied pregnancy

wriothesley was in the ring, throwing punches to the face and gut of his opponent, almost rarely receiving them from the other end. one uppercut and left jab from the duke left his combatant on the floor gasping for air, covered in bruises and a bloody nose. cheers and clapping erupted from the crowd around the arena as wriothesley was deemed the winner, or champion rather, which happened almost every time. as he held the belt given to him, showing off his well-earned prize off to the crowd, he spotted you just a few feet away from the rink screaming his name and cheering for him. seeing you apart of the crowd, his number one fan, it was his sole reason to keep on going in his boxing career. you are his motivation.

a few interviews and photograph signing later, he was completely spent. all he wanted was to hold you in his arms and head on home. so once he saw you waiting for him in his personal dressing room, he immediately wrapped his arms around your waist and rested his head in the crook of your neck. you smiled warmly, "hi mr. champion," you spoke, turning your head to press a kiss onto his cheek. man was he happy to hear your sweet voice. "mm. hey," he pressed soft kisses against your neck, fingers messing with the bottom of your shirt. "you did great out there, wrio," you caressed his forearm with the pad of your thumb, the both of you swaying side to side. "thanks baby, couldn't have done it without you," and it was true, if he didn't have you, he wouldn't have made it this far. he wouldn't have been one of the top 3 best boxers in the world.

having you in his arms never got old. he loved feeling your body against his big, bulky frame. remember how spent he was earlier? well, not so much anymore. with you in front of him, looking all pretty in those tight leggings and compression long sleeve shirt with his name on the back that hugged your figure oh so nicely, you can feel his growing bulge against your ass. "i figured you'd be tired after such a long match, but i suppose not?" he chuckled against your shoulder, looking at you through the vanity mirror in front of you both. "well, i was. but then i thought about how i won and.." you raised your eyebrow, not really knowing where he was going with this. "and what?" you could feel him smirk against your skin, his deep gaze on your body and your pretty lips.

"where's my reward?"

".. reward?" you repeated, still confused for a moment before realizing what he meant by 'reward'. "shouldn't i be rewarded for winning today's match and for all my hard work?" a laugh left your lips, turning your body to look at him fully. "oh why yes, of course," you wrapped your arms around his shoulders, a grin spread across your lips. "what would be a good enough reward for you, hm?" wriothesley hummed, ocean blue hues glued to your lips as he came up with an idea. "well, i think this pretty girl in front of me would make a pretty good reward. don't you think?" your cheeks flushed a bright shade of red, getting a bit embarrassed by his words but you pull him closer, your lips just a mere centimeters apart. "then you can have this reward you speak of in any way you want. how's that sound?" your tone was gentle, alluring. a deep chuckle left his lips, his smirk only widening, "sounds perfect," his lips crashed against yours eagerly, hands already finding purchase on your ass.

his leg found its way in between your legs, knee pressing right up against your clothed cunt. you could feel him smiling against your lips, a whimper being pulled out of you from the friction his knee gave you. your panties were already ruined, your slick creating a wet patch on them as well as your leggings. "w—wrio.." you mumbled in the kiss, his tongue finding the opportunity to flood your mouth, dancing against yours in a coinciding rhythm. he tugged on your bottom lip, a fervorous growl leaving his lips. "fuck, you're already so wet for me.. and i barely did anything to you," his eyes bore into yours with an intensity you've never seen before. he wanted to bed you over and fuck you right then and there with no hesitation, but he needed to hold back. just for a while longer.

his head dipped down to your neck, his lips sucking light red marks onto your soft skin that would soon darken in due time. his canines spent no time in leaving their own mark on you, biting down with ease, but not hard enough to cause you any pain but a slight sting. the duke's hips rutted against the fat of your ass, his painfully hardened cock grinding against you with a kind of desperation you knew very well. however, you gathered his attention by cupping his cheeks with your small palms, letting out a breath you didn't realize you were holding. "wait.. let me," you retracted your hands, slowly lowering down to your knees, face to face with the bulge portruding through his shorts, "reward you."

wriothesley's cheeks flushed a bright shade of crimson that stretched to the tips of his ears, watching you get down on your knees for him. he licked his lips at the sight of you, his expression contorted with lust and need. "by all means, please," a little grin spread comfortably across your lips, pulling down his shorts and underwear in one swift motion, watching his cock spring out excitedly. a content sigh left your boyfriends lips, finally feeling relieved from the confines of his clothing. you wrapped your hand around his shaft, stroking at a teasingly slow pace that made him grunt. you took your time with him, wanting him to savor every small motion you made as you kept eye contact with him the whole time. after a few slow strokes, you sank your mouth down onto him, absolutely reveling in the way the all time champion shakily groaned.

"oh— fuuck— , that's it.." he placed his hand on top of your head, biting his lower lip at the feeling of your warm mouth around his girth. you swirled your tongue around his cock skillfully, tracing the thick vein all the way down to the base, the dark hairs of his happy trail tickling your nose. he admired how talented you were at sucking his dick, and that tongue of yours — the way it prodded at his slit before taking him back into your mouth with hallowed cheeks — it drove him crazy beyond words. those lewd noises of you choking on his cock was almost enough to bring him to the brink of release, tasting the pre that leaked from his tip as you held onto his thighs for support.

his dick twitched against your tongue, letting you know he was getting close. "baby, mph— i'm close.. gonna cum in your pretty mouth, okay?" you nodded your head in response, your movements picking up pace as you sucking his cock faster, feeling his tip hit the back of your throat. you were growing needy yourself, one of your hands reaching down to rub your cunt through your leggings. your muffled moans sent vibrations against his shaft, tears prickling at the corners of your eyes from how deep he was in your throat. at this rate he was panting like an animal in heat, desperate for release so he can hurry up and fill your pussy with his seed next. he placed his other hand on your head, using both of his hands to eagerly fuck his cock into your throat. tears fell down your cheeks from his tip reaching the depths of your mouth. "feels so good baby, shit.. i—i'm gonna—"

one, two, and three more thrusts had him leaning his head back with a drawn out moan, shooting his cum down your throat just like he said he would. you gripped onto his thigh tighter, not letting a single drop of his release go to waste. you swallowed every last bit of his cum, ignoring the salty and bitter aftertaste. "that's a good girl," he stroked your hair with a proud grin on his face, taking his still very much hard shaft out of your mouth. you stood up on your feet, wriothelsey immediately turning you around and bending you over the vanity while he tucked his face in the crook of your neck. "need to be inside you, please.. i need to fuck you, baby," you let out a giggle, pressing a soft kiss to his lips with a alluring smile, "go ahead, wrio.. this is your reward after all, right?" your voice was sweet like honey, yet had a hint of spice to it that sent your black haired boyfriend over the edge.

he spent no time in pulling your leggings and panties down to your ankles and disregarding them completely, just aching to be inside you already. he turned your face towards him by your chin, kissing you hungrily as two of his fingers rubbed circles around your clit. your moans were music to his ears, sending blood streaming straight to his throbbing cock. he gave his shaft a few strokes before pressing his tip against your hole that clenched around nothing, dying to be filled up by your champion of a lover. "gonna put in inside you now, okay?" you hummed, feeling his fat tip ease itself inside of you, sending a stinging sensation through your body. wriothesley was by no means small; he was quite literally big. so as he pushed his massive girth entirely inside you, you gasped at the sudden stretch, beginning to adjust to it.

"you alright, angel? did it hurt?" you loved how sweet he was, how much he wanted to make sure you were okay. that was just how he is, not wanting to hurt you at all. you shook your head, "i—i'm okay, wrio.. just hurry up..," you could hear him scoff, sliding out of you and bottoming out again into your cunt, ripping a moan out of you. "someones impatient, huh?" you nudged him softly leaning your head back on his shoulder as he slowly began to move his hips. "you're— mmf.. s—shit.. one to talk," your voice was shaky, covering your mouth to repress any further noises from reaching anywhere out of the room you both were in. "yeah, i suppose you're right," wriothesley's thrusts became more frequent, biting your lip at the pleasure of his cock in your greedy cunt.

he pressed soft kisses over the marks he left on you earlier, balls deep inside you with his pace quickening with each passing second. it felt like heaven inside of you, feeling your pussy grip onto his thick cock as he took hold of your jaw, turning your attention to the mirror in front of you. "want you to watch me fuck you, watch me earn this pretty reward," he bullied his length into your dripping cunt, watching your eyes roll to the back of your head. the pleasure took over your body completely, your vision going white as his tip repeatedly kissed that sweet spongey spot that made you see stars. you uncovered your mouth, drool sneaking passed the corners of your mouth and dripping down your chin.

you loved the way wriothesley fucked you, it was filled with love and lust even if it was rough at the same time. you can tell his movements were sturdy and skilled with the way his hips thrusted his cock deep within your womb, heat rising throughout your whole body. "you did so g—good today wrio, 'm so proud of you!" and you really were, you were so so proud of him. and even though you meant that in a totally innocent way, it set something off inside of the man fucking you from behind. he cursed under his breath, his dick somehow getting bigger inside of you. "w—wrio? you—"

"say it again. tell me how proud you are of me."

you didn't think he'd be the type of person so be into being praised, let alone get aroused by it. but you didn't mind at all, because you truly were extremely proud of him. you know how hard he worked to get where he is now. "i—i'm so so proud of you wrio, y—you did so good out there!" he chuckled to himself, his thrusts becoming more erratic and his heavy breaths turning into feral growls. he loved when you praised him, told him how good he did during his matches. he was an all-time winner, all because of you. and because of his hard work, but mainly you. "ngh.. f—fuck baby, it's all 'cause of you," his thrusts remotely became erratic, unable to stop the reckless pace of his hips slapping against your ass.

your back arched dangerously, allowing your boxing champion to sink his cock deeper within your walls, abusing your cervix in a way that had your legs trembling. wriothesley caught sight of your wavering legs, an idea forming inside that mischievous head of his. without warning, he lifted you up by your thighs, holding them with a fierce grip in his large hands. he fucked up into your pussy harshly, a gravelly groan leaving him as he did so. you could see his cock slip in and out of you through the mirror, watching him split you open with his girthy shaft. "w—wrio! too d—deep!" your moans only got louder, almost positive people from outside the room could hear what you both were up to. "shit, princess, look at you..," he latched his teeth onto your shoulder, wanting to mark you up as much as possible.

"fuck.. i'm gonna cum soon," his thrusts had gotten sloppy, pace faltering too, feeling his cock twitch eagerly against your gummy insides. "i—inside.. c—cum inside wrio.." your expression was all fucked out; mouth agape, tongue lolled out, practically begging him to empty his load into your womb. those words had only turned him on even more, a chuckle leaving him, "well shit, baby, gladly," his pace picked up instantly, his grip on your thighs now deadly as he pounded into you from below. you leaned your head back onto his shoulder, feeling that heat build up in the pit of your stomach. "c—cumming! i'm cumming—!" it didn't take long for that coil to unravel, squirting all over his cock, your juices coating the mirror in front of you. wriothesley was on the verge of cumming too once feeling your pussy pulse around him, sending blood rushing throughout his body.

a few more thrusts against your g-spot had him spilling his warm cum inside of you, a deep, shaky moan erupting from your boyfriend. you both took a minute to catch your breaths, you clearly losing all feeling in your lower body. he set you down on the vanity, grabbing your panties from the ground and slipping them up halfway. "wrio..?" you looked at him, only to be met with his scheming gaze. he watched as his cum seeped out of your gaping hole, using two digits to scoop his seed back up and push it inside of you. until then, that's when he slipped your panties up all the way. a wave of heat coated your cheeks letting out a content scoff. "can't let it go to waste now, can we?" you rolled your eyes at his comment, unable to stop yourself from smiling. "hmm, i guess not."

after getting you all dressed, himself included — him only having to zip up his pants and whatnot — he leaned closely into your ear, placing his hand over your tummy, giving it slow rubs. "after all, i don't mind having another cheerleader to cheer me on," he pressed his lips against yours, kissing you slow and passionately before continuing, "that would be a pretty amazing reward, no?"

#wriothesley x reader #wriothesley smut #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact smut

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bellewintersroe · 8 months

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hiii, could you write a danny ric fic, where the girl rides his tattooed thigh, as long as you're comfortable w that ofc. thank uu

omg yes 😏 thank you for your request <;3 Daniel Ricciardo x Reader ~ Thigh Riding 18+.

warnings: smut, thigh riding, dirty talk, orgasms, choking, mentions of some light slapping.

My eyes dropped again onto the inked part of Daniel’s bare thighs. They looked so deliciously tanned, he looked fucking beautiful. We were training in a gym with three others present nearer to the back of the room, Daniel was supposed to be leading my workout by my mind was elsewhere.

“You listening, sweetheart?” My gaze snapped back up to his face, nodding innocently. “You look… distracted.” He knelt up, again, I felt my eyes fall back down to his muscular legs. “I am distracted.” I chuckled, laying back down to get in the right position to continue with my hip thrusts. “By what?” Daniel teased, shifting over to adjust my posture.

“Keep this part flat down.” He pressed just above my pubic bone, resulting in my stomach tightening from where he’d touched me. “By you.”

“Hm?” Daniel’s hand rested there. “Distracted by you…” I fell flat, giving up before I’d even started. “Why?” He questioned, but the glint in his eyes just proved he knew exactly why.

“Cos you’re so annoying.” I joked, nudging him in the abs. “You gonna keep working out, or??” His hand smoothed up to the bare part of skin between the hem of my shorts and my sports bra.

“Mmmh.” I moaned, knowing we’d been going at this for too long now. All I could think about was Daniel taking me right here, right now. If only we could kick everybody else out, it was our home gym after all. “That’s alright, babe, we can come back to it on Tuesday. You did good today.” When his hand slipped off I was left cold, longing for his touch again.

“Mmmh.” I pouted, rolling onto my front and watching him to begin tidying up. I perked my bum out slightly, Daniel glancing over with a smirk. “Get up, babe.” He nudged me with his foot, not seeming to have the time for my antics. Or so I thought…

As we headed out of the gym and towards the outdoor seating area, Daniel pulled me into him swiftly. Arm wrapped over the back of my neck as he kissed me deeply. “Daniel.” I giggled against his lips. “You were teasing me all afternoon.” He muttered, dropping all his thighs down onto the lounger behind him.

“Not on purpose.” I lied. “Not on purpose?” He mimicked, sinking down onto the chair. His hands rested on either side of my hips and he looked up to me, legs spread and just waiting for me to the mount them. “I was just having fun.” I smirked, holding eye contact. “Time for my fun.” He cheeked, talking my hands and pulling me to mount him.

When I went to put my other knee aside of him, he pushed it back between his legs so I was sat on his one, tatted thigh. I glanced down with a swallow, feeling him move up and kiss my exposed, flushed cheek. Daniel’s hair tickled under my chin, hands firming against my ass as I shifted a little on the muscle of his thigh. His shorts had ridden up, exposing his bare skin and tan lines he had going on beneath them.

He bounced his thigh slightly, catching my hum against his lips with an internal sigh of his own. “Daniel, what’re you-” my voice was cut short with a giggle.

“You know what to do.” His voice was hushed, tilting his chin up to me. My bottom lip fell slightly agape as he bounced his thigh again, indicating exactly what he wanted. It was exactly what I wanted as well.

A smile covered my lips as I pressed a few more kisses against his mouth, allowing him to move my hips with the press of his hands, pulling me back and fourth. I swallowed a moan, whining against his lips as my pussy caught over over the swell of his thigh. “You can do it harder than that.” Daniel whispered as I immediately followed lead, desperate to burn away at the need for friction felt in my pussy. Usually I was fully undressed, but somehow it felt even hotter that I was riding his thigh with my shorts on.

The fabric of them and my underwear was thin, still causing a barrier that somehow made me want to work even harder against his thigh. I rolled my hips, slowly at first, rubbing my pussy against his thigh, Daniel’s teeth were clenched together, etching out his jawline perfectly.

“C’mon baby, harder.” He glanced me up and down, using a hand to tug down on my sports bra, exposing my tits, to kiss and lick. The warm feeling of his tongue and mouth sent my head up to the clouds and I stabilised myself on the floor below, pushing myself harder down on his thigh with a moan I couldn’t avoid.

This was so hot, he was so hot, soon I was gyrated desperately over his leg, my wetness was probably seeping through the material of my shorts, making it slick and easier to fuck myself against Daniel’s thigh. “Oh, Daniel.” I pathetically gasped, his hand smoothing up to grip at my neck.

“Good girl, riding my thigh like that…” he pulled our foreheads together, free hand coming to stroke over my cheek. “You fuckin’ love it, don’t you?” The low tone mixed with the Australian accent did things to me and I sped up my movement, snatching hold of the waistband of his shorts in desperation.

“Yeah.” I pouted, my airflow slightly constricted at the feeling of his fist squeezing against my neck. Fuck, he was so hot, he bounced his thigh slightly causing a moan which was stuck in my throat to escape a little too loud. His hand on my cheek popped a small spank across my cheek causing my teeth to grit together in arousal.

“Shh, baby.” He reminded, I broke off his speech with a firm kiss to the lips. “Daniel…” I whined. “Daniel, fuck Daniel.” I choked out, repeating his name like it was the only thing I could muster. My pussy felt hot and pleasured, a little sore from the friction but it was crying out for more, more, more.

“You’re so fucking sexy, babe, oh my god. Look so fucking good ridin’ me like this.” He borderline groaned, shifting his hand to palm at the very prominent erection forming in his shorts. His cock poked at the material, length becoming obvious as the material became tight. The view was enough to set me off, nails digging into his flesh as my hand flattened over his cock, his much larger one coming to to navigate my own to please him.

With his guidance I began rubbing at his cock, my skin starting to prick with sweat as I sat up straighter, chasing the orgasm I knew was inevitable.

“Fuck, I wanna cum for you.”

“Cum all over my thigh, baby, fuck- you’ll make me cum in my pants, y/n.” His words spurred my on further, muscles clenching and legs beginning to shake as I felt the beginning of my orgasm building in my stomach. I bit back my moans, my head feeling fuzzy and overwhelmed as the intensity which surrounded us only drove me further. My hand tightened around his clothed cock, rubbing harder, faster. When Daniel began grunting and panting I knew it was all over for me and the coil in my belly snapped, sending me into oblivion as one of the strongest orgasms hit me.

His palm covered my mouth, muffling my moans as my eyes rolled back, pussy throbbing as my orgasm rippled through me. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I choked out, voice hitching as my body shuddered, milking my way through his orgasm. My hand squeezed once more on the tip of his cock and he attempted to sit up in an attempt to move away, “fuck- wait-” but it was too late. Daniels jaw fell slack and he began breathing heavily, chest rising and falling as I felt a wetness begin to spread under my hand. Slumping on his chest, I came down completely, stroking his sensitive cock slowly as he shuddered and jerked at the sensation.

“Fuck, you made me cum in my pants.” He breathlessly spoke, glancing down to where his cum was beginning to leak out. “Fuck.” I moaned in amusement. Making Daniel cum in his pants was one of my most favourite things.

We met half way for a longing kiss, tongues moving slowly against each others seductively. “I need a shower..” he muttered.

“Why? I can just clean you up…”

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godjustkys · 17 days

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Can you do Stefan Salvatore x Top Male Reader?!

your wish is my command :3

| mdni 18+

| First time?

please give requests.

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Pairing: Dom!bottom!Stefan Salvatore x Sub!Top!AMAB!reader

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Genre: Smut.

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Word count: 2,628

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Warning(s): Gagging, dirty talk, creampie, slight feminisation (pecs/tits, asshole/pussy/boy cunt), pwp, belly bulge, eye rolling (?), unprotected penis in ass - basically raw dogging, no use of lube. (besides precum, if that counts.)

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A/N: my guy you crazy for this request.

@malertop im sorry I took so long pookie, hope you enjoy this <3

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“Hey hey hey, come on now, don't do that.” Stefan cooed, making you look at him, his hand placed firmly on your face. Your eyebrows were furrowed as you looked up at him through your eyelashes.

You were sitting on the bed, feet on the floor. Your body was practically aching for more of Stefan's touch. Stefan was right in front of you, leaning down more to your level, his other hand running gently along your thigh.

“I'm— why.. why are we doing this..” you muttered out, your leg jolting due to the friction from Stefan's hand. “You know, [Name], I don't bottom. Truly, I don't.” He pointed out, his hand moving from your thigh to your crotch. “But,” his face was so close to yours - you even leaned back a bit to get some distance. “For you.. I might as well.”

“Stefan- wait..” your voice was barely above a whisper as your breath hitched once you felt his hand rubbing your bulge. You were going to say something else but Stefan cut all of your thought process off by kissing you.

You groaned silently into the kiss, Stefan taking the lead - it was obvious. Not to say you were completely inexperienced, of course you had kissed someone before, but it wasn't like this. It wasn't so passionate.

You kissed him back after a short moment, trying to keep up with the other. God, you could feel him smirking against your lips and it was the hottest thing ever.

Stefan pulled away, his eyes half-lidded by lust. “You've received head before, yeah?” He inquired, tilting his head to the side slightly.

You were looking at him with urgency in your gaze, like you wanted to tell him to do more with your eyes only. In response to his question, you shook your head quickly. It was the only answer you could give him. You felt too shy to even say anything to a question like that.

“No?” He seemed surprised, delighted and amused all at the same time. “You're gonna have a good time then.” Stefan said, the confidence radiating off of him.

He got onto his knees, positioning himself in-between your legs. You looked down at him, your face holding anticipation. Stefan pulled the zipper of your pants down as he gently bit down on his lower lip.

“Stefan..” you whined out, straightening your back as you leaned forward, possibly in an attempt to stop him.

“Relax,” he gave you a teasing look. “Don't get so tense over a blowjob, [Name]. You're one of the most powerful witches I've come across and me doing this gets you all nervous? C'mon..” Stefan had this shit-eating grin on his face.

Sure, you were in fact a powerful being, but that was the opposite of your personality. So shy, avoidant, always keeping to yourself..

You gasped, your muscles tensing underneath your shirt as Stefan pulled your cock out of your boxers and started stroking it slowly. “Damn you're big,” His eyes had widened slightly at the sight.

You clenched your jaw at the feeling - it was unusual.. but god did his hand feel good. Was it because it was Stefan or because you were a virgin?

Stefan had his other hand placed on your knee, your cock slowly getting slick with precum due to his hand motion. Your face was heating up, you could feel it. You were starting to sweat, your breath getting erratic. Your hands were at your sides, holding you up properly.

“Does this feel good? Hm?” Stefan asked, maintaining eye contact with you. You felt so dirty but so turned on at the same time.

Before you could even respond, Stefan took you into his mouth, receiving a small whimper from you. He sucked you off at a slow pace at first, letting you get accustomed to the wetness and warmth of his mouth, his hand stroking your dick at the base - whatever he couldn't fit.

You let out a shaky breath, letting Stefan take control. You didn't really mind. “Ghh.. s-shit.” You muttered out, your hips bucking upwards a little bit, obviously involuntarily.

Your action made Stefan gag and then he let out a very muffled groan, sending vibrations throughout your pelvis area. “Mmhh..—” you bit your lip, trying to contain the noises that Stefan was eliciting from you.

Stefan pulled away for a brief moment. “Lemme hear you, baby, please,” he said breathily, immediately going back to the blowjob he was giving you. He took you into his mouth as much as he possibly (humanly) could, gagging again. He repeated that action, over and over again.

You brought up a hand to cover your mouth, muffling your needy whines and moans. You never considered yourself to be so sensitive in oral, but the effect that Stefan was currently having on you made your brain shut off, the only thoughts that you were having was how good his mouth felt and what you'd give to fuck him.

“i— god,” you whimpered, your voice high pitched. Stefan heard you loud and clear since he smiled while sucking you off, his pace only increasing. The gagging sounds were getting much more frequent and louder. The vibrations were not stopping either. “f-fuck.”

Your cock twitched inside his mouth, your legs threatening to close as they jolted lightly once or twice, you were close.

Stefan's eyes had gotten glossier, his eyes half-shut, eyebrows furrowed. He knew you were going to cum soon, therefore, he had both his hands on your legs, keeping them in place.

Your breathing was so loud, your mouth agape, drool at the corners of your lips. You clenched your fists, trying to hold back, last longer.

The way Stefan's tongue moved against your tip in a circular motion sent shivers down your spine, you were starting to feel a bit overwhelmed, perhaps even overstimulated.

“Stefan- S- Stef—” you sputtered, your voice came out sounding like a slutty moan. “Plea— ease,” you whispered through a sigh. Right at that moment you were going to cum in his mouth, but he pulled off with a small pop sound, standing up.

You were left breathless, just staring at him. Your eyes flickered all over Stefan's figure as he started undressing himself. His shirt was on the ground oh so quickly. With that — his pants and underwear were off faster than anticipated as well.

He returned his attention back to you as he walked forward, putting a hand on your chest, pushing you down to lay on the bed. You swallowed hard, complying with his advances. Your entire body stiffened the moment Stefan got on top of you, straddling you between his legs, more so sitting on your lap. Your cock was so close to touching his.

“You wanna fuck my pussy?” Stefan asked, his eyes narrowing as he leaned down to give you a quick kiss on the lips. His hands roamed your clothed torso, making sure to explore every inch of you even if it was through clothing. The question made you feel more timid. God, you wanted to say yes, to give him a very clear and affirmative answer, yet the only thing you did was nod in response.

“Just enjoy yourself, yeah?” He breathed out softly as his hand wrapped around your cock, lining the tip of it with his entrance. “Take it all in,” he joked with a small chuckle, slowly lowering himself on you.

Your eyes drifted to the ceiling as you breathed in and out deeply, the feeling of your cock in his ass was an entirely new one, therefore you had to get adapted to the tightness of it. Stefan let out a few breathy gasps himself, wincing silently as he bottomed out on you. “Might've underestimated you a little, [Name],” He pointed out, holding himself up by propping his hands on your chest.

You didn't say a word to respond to his taunting, just lifting your head up a little to look at what exactly Stefan was doing. His face lit up as soon as you started watching his motions. He slowly but surely started riding you, furrowing his eyebrows as he felt your length and thickness inside him. It felt amazing of course, but he'd be lying if he said it didn't hurt even a little bit.

Stefan groaned, his fingers gripping the fabric of your shirt as his pace increased. “oh— sh–shit..” He lowered his head, having difficulty keeping it up. He felt his stomach doing flips. Your face scrunched up as you laid your head back down on the bed, turning it to the side. You didn't even know where to put your hands at this point.

“No no no, look at me, [Name], you gotta look at me.” Stefan put his right hand on your jaw, making you look at him. He was already starting to feel hot, sweat forming on his forehead. “Wouldn't wa..ant—” Stefan cut off his sentence because he was speaking as he was lowering himself, and somehow, the angle he was hitting it at made him grit his teeth and let out a small hiss.

He removed his hand from your jaw and put them on your chest as he straightened his back, trying to hold himself up properly. Your hands, ever so slightly shaky, moved lightly along his leg - from his calves to his thighs, fingernails gently grazing against his skin. That soft feeling made Stefan shudder even though he kept riding you, his pace still moderately slow.

Stefan wanted more though, so much more from you. He wanted you to fuck him senseless, to fuck him to the point where his eyes would be rolling to the back of his head, to the point where he couldn't form coherent sentences, to the point where he was a moaning mess — he wanted it. No, he needed it.

“How are you feeling? Huh? You likin' this? You likin' my boy cunt?” Stefan questioned, his eyes becoming cloudy and half-lidded with pure lust for you. His voice was rather quiet and shaky, increasing the pace as he talked.

“Mm—.. mm..” You could only hum out affirmatively in response, looking at Stefan's facial expressions. Your eyes were visibly glossy, barely even keeping them open with the rush of arousal running throughout your entire body. Stefan was breathing through his mouth, almost like he just ran a marathon. Well, only that he didn't, he was riding you. Taking you pretty well too.

Your hands moved to Stefan's hips at a leisurely pace. You felt as if your mind was burning the sight of Stefan like this into your brain, not that you cared, really. He was pretty like this. Without any warning, Stefan slammed himself down on you at the same angle as before, hitting his prostate fairly harshly. He fully bottomed out. “Fffuckin' —ell!” His eyes shut tightly, back arching as his hands gripped your shirt tighter.

Your breathing was shallow, it was hard to control it when the sensation of Stefan tightening around you felt heavenly. “Hnghh..” You let out a noise, one of content and pleasure. Your fingers dug into his hips a tiny bit. “Haah..” Stefan breathed out as he looked at you through his eyelashes, a grin forming on his face. “Hah, you holdin' out well.” He managed to compliment you and mock you in the same sentence.

You whimpered at his sentence, mind completely clouded by lust. “Good boy,” Stefan commented breathily, pushing himself up before he slammed down on you again. “A-ah! Fuckkk, you're so d..deep inside me, [name],” He choked out, his hands grasping the fabric so hard that his knuckles turned white. You let out a simple groan, twitching inside his needy hole.

Stefan moved his left hand to press against his abdomen - making you feel that. You felt it, through the skin, his hand moving your cock back a bit. “You see this..?” He rasped out, pulling his hand away, the belly bulge now becoming much more apparent. “You're so big,, isn't it... sad, how you don't use your cock?” Stefan leaned down as he started moving his hips up and down at a quicker pace.

All this dirty talk only got you harder, even inside of him, if that was possible. “I- I'm not,, w- there's no need.. for it-” You tried reasoning, your voice becoming higher pitched. The ecstasy you felt was outstanding. “Think about how good you'd make others feel..” He murmured next to your ear, his breath sending shivers down your spine. Your hands lowered slightly, holding onto his thighs with a very light grip. You weren't sure if that was okay.

Stefan rolled his hips, that action alone almost sending you over the edge. “Oh..— ohfuck..” You slurred your words slightly, eyes widening at the feeling. “Feels good, doesn't it [name]?” Stefan's hands grasped both of yours, moving it to his pecs. “Don't be so shy, touch me, please,” he almost whined out, nonetheless, a smirk plastered on his face.

You very hesitantly gave his pecs a gentle squeeze, eyes completely fixated on them. He never stopped fucking himself on you, using your cock to fulfill his own sinful thoughts, his desires. Your grip tightened suddenly as you jolted lightly with a small whine. Damn it, you were getting close, Stefan noticed that. “Yeah, yeah hold onto my tits, just like that,” He rambled out, now practically going at an inhumane pace, his legs starting to shake.

You scrunched your face up, biting down on your lower lip to try and suppress your sounds as best as you possibly could. Stefan's moans turned louder eventually, his eyebrows furrowed for a moment. You looked up at his facial expressions, studying him as heavy pants continued to leave your mouth. “Agh! Mmhhh! G-god!” His eyes started rolling to the back of his head as he desperately propped himself on you again, arms shaking. To be honest, his entire body was shaking.

Stefan felt you throbbing inside of him as he tried keeping up the rhythm and depth of his bouncing, only for his hips to stutter, making him clench around you pretty tightly. “M...m'so c-close..” you managed to breathe out a warning, your voice barely audible. “Ye-yeah, yea, I am to-oo..” Stefan responded to you, his eyes squeezing shut as he threw his head back, chasing his own orgasm.

You pressed your hands against Stefan's pecs, palms grazing his nipples. He was sensitive there, so in return to that, he clenched around you yet again, letting out a slutty groan. With his walls tightening around the length of your cock, you came. That's what sent you tumbling over the edge, back arching off of the bed as you pressed your head back into the mattress, moaning loudly.

With your cum filling his hole, that feeling of warm liquid, that belonged to you, inside him, stimulated him plenty. Strings of cum shot out of his dick, landing on your stomach and a bit on his. He was breathing heavily, forehead wet due to the sweating. His body shuddered, his arms almost giving out. The pleasure Stefan just experienced was top tier - he wasn't going to waste this chance to get what he wanted.

He rolled his hips again, your cock immediately hardening inside him. “Wh- Stef— Stefan,, again?” you asked innocently, your hands on the bed freely. “Mm,” He hummed in response, giving a nod as he rode down his previous orgasm. “I'm not letting you go 'til I had my fill of you.. and I mean that,” Stefan explained, moving his own hands to your shoulders as he leaned down to kiss you. The kiss was sloppy and half-assed of course, he just wanted to get you hard again..

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ev3rgreenxtrees · 3 months

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Jealous Boy

-C.S

Synopsis: Chris and you aren’t together. Not dating, not fucking, only friends. But what happens when he sees you flirting with another man at a party? Will he make you his, or will he let you move on.

Pairing: Dom!Chris Sturniolo X Sub!Reader

Warnings: Unprotected p in v, physical altercation, drugs and alcohol, pet names (ma, mamas, baby, darling, slut, ect.), oral (fem receiving), hand kink, sex while slightly intoxicated (EVERYTHING IS CONSENSUAL.), few uses of Y/N, foul language.

“I’ll be right back, mamas. I’m gonna go get another drink. ‘kay?” Chris slightly yells, patting your back. You nod as he walks off, heading back to the kitchen to grab another drink. You were now left alone.

You slowly made your way through the crowds of people, looking to find someone else you knew. Maybe Matt or Nick, or even any of your other friends. You squeezed through the crowd, and you accidentally stepped on someones foot- with your heels.

“Ouch- Fuck!” The person yelled, turning to face you. You looked up at him, his eyes meeting yours. You wouldn’t lie, he was a fairly attractive man. As you examined him, you realized that he had spilled his drink, probably because of you.

“Fuck, ‘m sorry! Do you want me to go get another drink?” You offered, but the male just shook his head and let out a small chuckle.

“Nah, you’re good. Ion mind, how could I be mad at such a pretty thing? Did ya come here alone?” The man asks; and you shook your head, his comment making a slight blush coat your cheeks. You technically didn’t come alone, but the boys you came with weren’t your date, so then again, you did come here alone.

“Yeah, I did.” You reply, and the man smirks, his hand finding its way around your waist.

“Oh, is that so?” He tilts his head. “Do you wanna leave alone?” The man asks, getting closer to you. You thought about the question, and if you agreed, you knew exactly what would happen. You’d fuck, go back to his place, maybe even yours if your lucky, fuck again, and he’s gone. But hey, whats the harm?

“Having some company would be nice,” You suggested, and the man smirked. He pulled you into him, placing a kiss on the top of your head, before looking around for an open room, which was going to be hard to find.

He must’ve spotted one, because he grabbed your hand and started pulling you after him. You happily followed, the grin not wiping off your face. You looked away from him for a moment as you passed the kitchen, but you didn’t see Chris there. He probably went looking for you.

You feel the man’s hand slip from yours, so you bring your attention back over to him. Chris was holding him by the collar, their faces so close, to anyone around them they might think the two boys were kissing.

“What the fuck, man?” The other male’s head tilted. This guy didn’t look anything like Chris. He was around the same height, but the rest about them were different. The boy had blond hair, much shorter than Chris’ his eyes were green. You hadn’t met many people with green eyes before, maybe that was why you were so attracted to him. “Put me the fuck down!” The blond demanded, and Chris scoffed.

“Yeah, and let you put your fuckin’ nasty ass hands all over my girl? Fuck that.” Chris grins.

“Your girl? She said she came alone.” The man laughed in Chris’ face. “Hm, guess you don’t fuck her good enough, do ya, big boy?” The man teases; and you know this won’t end well. You’re not even dating- or even fucking- Chris. Why was he about to beat this guys ass?

“As much as I want to fuck the shit outta her and make you watch, I think i’d rather have you cryin’ and callin’ for ya mama.” Chris smirks, and throws the blond boy. The boy stumbles backwards, but quickly moves closer to Chris, shoving him back.

Chris moved backwards, but not nearly as much as the other boy did. Chris laughed at the boy’s advance, before abruptly swinging. Hard. He socked the boy right in the side of his face, causing the two to get in a full out brawl.

Chris had the boy pinned to the floor, both of them punching and clawing at each other.

“Chris! Get the fuck off of him!” You hear a voice yell, and turn around to see Matt and Nick. “The fuck is wrong with you!?” Matt yells, as he pulls Chris off the boy, who quickly gets up and runs off.

“Pussy!” Chris calls after the green eyed boy. Chris was in way better shape than the boy that ran off, his knuckles fucked up, his lip busted, and there was a small cut on his eyebrow. Nothing too bad.

“Dude! Why the fuck were you doing that!” Nick yells, and Chris shook his head, pointing at you.

“He was tryna fuck her.” He states blandly.

“Y/N,” Nick starts. “Did you give him consent to fuck you?” Nick asks you, and Chris gives you a glare.

“Well, yeah.. Kind of..?” You shrug. Nick turns back to Chris, who rolled his eyes.

“So, why did you fight him.?” Nick asks, this time much more demanding.

“‘Cus he’s not allowed to fuck my girl, Nick.” Chris states, as if you were his girl, and as if everyone was supposed to know.

“Chris, how goddamn hammered are you? She’s not your girl!” Nick yells; as he makes his way to the door, all of us follow behind him like lost puppies.

“I only had one drink!” Chris defends. It was true, he did only have one drink.

“Yeah, my bad, I must’ve forgot you’re just this fuckin’ dumb on the daily.” Nick scoffs.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. Okay, Mr.Tough guy.” Chris mocks.

“Motherfucker. You’re the one that decided to start a fucking fist fight because someone was tryna fuck your girl!” Nick yells. “She ain’t even your girl, dumbass!”

“Oh, yeah? Watch this!” Chris sticks his tongue out at Nick, before turning to you. “Can I kiss you? Just to get at Nick.” The boy whispered lowly, so only you could hear. You slightly nod, unsure if you really wanted to have the possibility of fucking up the friendship you two had.

His lips meet yours, and to your surprise, he was a really good kisser. You don’t know why it surprised you, since you somewhat expected it, you just didn’t ever think you’d kiss him. You pulled away from the kiss, and Chris mouthed a ‘thank you’ to you.

“What. The. Fuck.” Nick’s jaw was dropped, along with Matt’s. “You’re dating?” Nick asks, but his ‘ask’ coming out as more of an accused yell.

“No, we just.. No! She’s just mine.” Chris shrugs, walking to the car, leaving you, Matt, and Nick baffled.

“Oh my God, Y/N, please tell me you aren’t fucking my brother..” Matt’s eyes widen and Nick gags.

“Fuck no!” You deny quickly, and you weren’t lying. You and Chris had never fucked, or even kissed until tonight. “We’ve never even kissed before, I don’t know why he did that or why he’s acting like this!”

“Kid’s jealous.” Matt states confidently, as you and Nick both snap your heads to him. “What? He’s clearly jealous. He literally beat a random guys ass ‘cus he wanted to fuck you, he just kissed you, and he keeps calling you ‘his girl’. So i’m not too sure how you’re both oblivious to it, but Y/N, I suggest you figure shit the fuck out before Nick and I loose our minds.” Matt shrugged.

“Oh.” You say softly, before Nick hums and follows Matt to the truck. Nick jogs, allowing him to catch up to Chris, who was leaning against the passenger door, not yet getting in, due to the car being locked.

Nick and Chris talked about something, and you couldn’t quite tell if they were arguing or not, but the second Matt unlocked the car, Nick got in the front, and Chris in the back, which almost never happens.

Your eyebrows furrowed, but you and Matt continued to the car, Matt getting in the drivers seat, and you getting in the back next to Chris. Matt didn’t ask about the odd arrangement of seating, so that left you to.

“Why’re you sitting back here?” You ask Chris, who looks at you the second you speak.

“Dunno. Nick jus’ wanted to sit in the front, I guess.” Chris rolled his eyes. “You comin’ to ours?” Chris asked, referencing your home. You commonly slept at the triplets house, it wasn’t anything new, so you nodded. Matt overheard, and nodded as well, taking note he didn’t need to drop you off.

The drive to the triplets house wasn’t too far from where the party was. The ride was silent, other than Chris’ music on the AUX. You didn’t mind though, since you could argue that the boy’s music taste wasn’t all that bad.

Once you got to their house, you all got out of the car, Nick taking an extra five years, as per usual. You all made it inside, but before you could head straight to Nicks room, like how you’d normally do, Chris placed his hand on your shoulder.

“My room, tonight?” He asks. “I think we.. need to talk about some things.” He inhales, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly.

“Yeah, you’re right. Finally sobered up and came to your senses?” You teased as you followed him downstairs to his room.

“Oh, hush.” He scoffs, but he couldn’t help but let a small chuckle slip past his lips. “I wasn’t even drunk.”

“Yeah, yeah. Okay, big boy.” You tease again, and Chris lets out a loud groan as you walk into his room together, shutting the door behind you.

You invite yourself to crawl onto his bed, pushing yourself under the covers. He slipped his shoes and shirt off, before glaring at you.

“Are ya not gonna change?” He asked, and you shrugged.

“I don’t wanna go get my spare clothes from Nick’s room.” You pouted, and Chris tossed you a hoodie and a pair of sweatpants.

“You can change in my bathroom.” Chris offers, and you nod, taking yourself out from under the blanket. It didn’t take you very long to change, both of the clothing items being slightly too big for you, and the smell of Chris infiltrating your nostrils- not that it was a bad thing. His smell gave you a sense of comfort.

You slowly made your way out of the bathroom, to find Chris laying on his bed, leaving the spot you laid in earlier open. You couldn’t help but smile, even though it was stupid, he gave you his spot. He usually slept on the side you ‘claimed’, but he let you have it.

He looked up at you, putting his phone down, as you crawled onto the bed. You wrapped yourself in his blankets, immediately making your number one priority being cozy, which makes Chris let out a small chuckle.

“Ya comfy?” He asked teasingly, as you nodded. “Look, Y/N, i’m sorry about earlier. I’m sorry for.. beating that guys ass, i’m sorry for calling you my girl, it probably made you uncomfortable, and i’m so fucking sorry I kissed you. I don’t know why the fuck I did that.” He sighs, pushing his hair back.

“‘S okay.” You hummed, moving closer to him, allowing you to lay your head on Chris’ chest, your arms wrapping around his waist. “I’m not mad.”

Chris’ hands hovered over your body for a few seconds, due to the boy being startled by your action. However, they slowly began to lower, and eventually his big hands were holding you against him. You both laid in comfortable silence, before Chris spoke up again.

“Would you be mad if I did it again?” Chris questions.

“Did what, Chris?” You reply, not understanding the question.

“Kiss you. Would you be mad if I kiss you again?” He hums, and you lift your head off of his chest, turning your head to look at him.

“I dunno. Wanna find out?” You mumble, almost a whisper. Chris couldn’t help but smile at the invitation, before making your lips meet for the second time of the night. This time, the kiss was taken further. His tongue effortlessly slipping into your mouth, teeth clashing. This kiss, unlike the other one wasn’t awkward and pathetic. It was needy and rough, like you had kissed many times beforehand.

He slowly pulls away, resting his forehead on yours. You whine at the loss of contact as he pants.

“I’m taking a wild guess and assuming you’re not mad about it.” Chris smiled, taking pride in his actions.

“Yeah, the only thing i’m mad about was you pulling away.” You replied in a duh tone, and he rolled his eyes.

“Hold on, I have an idea.” Chris demands, and you deeply exhale.

“Uh-oh. Your ideas aren’t always-“ You started, but immediately stopped talking when you felt Chris’ lips against your neck. You were at a loss of words. His hands held your lips, as he pulled you onto his lap. You could tell he wasn’t just kissing your neck. He was leaving a hickey.

Shortly later, Chris pulled away, examining his work on your neck. You sat still on his lap, in shock.

“There. Now it’s like were always kissing! Well.. Until it fades, I guess. But then I can just make a new one!” Chris cheeses, and you shake your head and roll your eyes.

“You’re so.. adorable.” You state, and Chris agrees cockily. “I feel very conflicted right now. I can’t tell if I wanna get fucked by you, or just cuddle you right now.” You hum, and Chris’ jaw dropped.

“I-“ Chris stopped to clear his throat. “I mean, I can fuck ya, and then we can cuddle..?” Chris tilts his head. It wasn’t every day that friends just, agree to fuck.

“Yeah?” You smirked, to which Chris returned. His lips met yours again, his hands slowly slipping up his hoodie you had on. You moaned into the kiss, causing Chris to let out a deep groan.

You moved your hips against his, as you felt him grow beneath you. You couldn’t lie, him getting hard was making you wet. Chris’ hands trailed up your body, groping your tits. His action made you let out a moan into the kiss, causing him to grin against your lips.

“Want this off, ma?” He referred to his hoodie, and you nodded. He quickly slipped it off, and you were quite happy that you refused to wear a bra to bed, it made the process go by quicker. “God, darling, you’re so fucking beautiful.” He groaned, his lips attaching to your left nipple, letting his fingers toy with the other one.

You let out throaty whines, trying your best to contain the sounds you were making, as to not let the boys’ brothers hear.

“Don’t be shy, baby. Let everyone know you are my girl.” Chris growls, pulling away from your body.

“P-please, Chris,” You begged, and the boy chuckled.

“Never thought I’d hear you beg for me, but it’s definitely something I will be getting used to.” He smirks, his hands slipping his own shirt off, making you not feel as exposed. No matter how many times you’ve seen the boy shirtless, this time was different. Much different.

“Chris, please. I need you,” You begged, and Chris shook his head.

“So fuckin’ needy, bet your soaked.” Chris scoffed, pushing you backwards, allowing himself to hover over you. You look at him with doe eyes, and he groans. “Fuck, stop lookin’ at me like that.” He demands, but your face turns into a pout.

“Please..?” You whine, causing him to swiftly and aggressively rip your pants and panties off, in one quick tug. Your core was pulsing and soaked. He waisted no time, his tongue immediately flattening against your folds, lifting your legs over his shoulders, giving him better access. “Oh- Fuck!” You gasp, your back arching at the feeling of his wet muscle against your nerves.

You continued to let out loud moans and whines as Chris worked his mouth, his tongue diving in and out of your entrance, his nose brushing against your clit. He took his tongue out of your plush entrance, dragging it along your soaked pussy, until he met your clit again. He licked it, swirling his tongue, flattening it and shaking his head. The actions sending you immense pleasure, and your legs began to shake. You knew you were close, and you tried to warn him.

“C-Chris! ‘M, F-fu- I’m cummin’!” You slur, not being able to form a full word. His dick wasn’t even in you yet, and yet he already fucked you dumb. Your hands gripped at his hair tightly, causing him to groan. The groan sent vibrations throughout your body, and you couldn’t hold back anymore. You let go, cumming all over the boys’ tongue.

He lapped up all of your juices, before taking his mouth off of you, and resting you back onto the bed beneath you.

“I always knew you’d taste good, sweetheart.” He panted, and oddly enough the sentence made your stomach flutter, but not in a way that it has all night. His words made you think. ‘Always’? He always liked you?

“M-more..?” You asked, wondering if he was going to fuck you, ask you to suck him off, or if you were just done.

“D’ya want more, baby?” He asked, and you nodded.

“Yes, please..” You begged, and he nodded, his lips meeting you neck, allowing himself to give you more hickeys. You lifted your hips, in hopes to press yourself against something, trying to find some sort of friction.

Chris noticed your attempts, so he pressed his hand against your lower stomach, forcing your body back down to lay flat against the bed. His large hand was big enough to almost cover your entire stomach.

You whined as he denied you pleasure, until he used his other hand, and started rubbing his fingers through your soaked folds. You immediately moaned, causing him to let out a chuckle against your neck.

“Thought you were tryna be quiet, hm?” He whispered in your ear, and you shook your head. You lifted your leg, gently rubbing your knee against his boner, causing the un-expecting boy to let out a loud groan. “F-Fuck,” he cursed, pulling his hand away from your pussy, making you whine. “Want my cock, don’t you, you slut. Want my cock to ruin you?” He tutted, slowly removing his own pants and boxers as you nodded eagerly.

His hard cock slapped his lower stomach as it flew out of his restricting boxers. You gasped at the size, bigger than you’ve ever seen. He was good in girth, but his length was no doubt going to hurt. His tip was deep pink, the same shade as his swollen lips. There was a dribble of pre-cum leaking out, running alongside his prominent vein on the underside.

His hands unexpectedly gripped both of your hips, flipping you over with ease. He then lifted your ass in the air, but pushed your head back down, causing your back to be arched. Without a word, he slipped his cock up and down your slick a few times, his tip prodding at your entrance.

“Ready?” He asked.

“Yes!” You cried out, and his hands trailed from your hips to your ass, placing a harsh slap.

“So fuckin’ needy, yeah?” He teased. “Say red if ya need me to stop at any time. I will stop immediately, i’m not a asshole like that.” He reassured.

“Okay! Just- please!” You cry, and he lets out a breathy chuckle.

“If you insist..” He hums, pushing himself slowly into you. He let out quiet grunts and groans, while you, on the other hand, were practically screaming out as he pushed in and out of you. He wasn’t even moving very fast

“F-fuck! H-Har-der-“ You hiccuped, and he obeyed. His hips rammed into yours, your ass recoiling at every thrust. His hands slipped from your ass up your body, keeping one hand on your lower back, forcing you to stay arched, while the other pulled your hair into a makeshift ponytail.

“Taking me so, so well,” Chris rasps, and you hum, not being able to form words. “Fuckin’ ya dumb, aren’t I, ma?” He growls, and you nod shamelessly. “Good girl.” He praises.

His thrusts become sloppy, as both of you near the edge. His hand from your lower back slipped down to your pussy, rubbing quick circles on your clit. You continued to let out loud moans and cries, as tears streamed down your face from the immense pleasure.

“Close?” Chris asked, and you nodded in response. “Good girl, let go on my cock. Thats it mamas,” The boy grunted, feeling your walls tighten around him, your cum streaking on his cock. “Want it inside?” The boy asked, and you nodded, not even caring where he came. The look of him inside of you was enough to make him cum, and it did.

“Fuck,” He panted, pulling slowly out of you. You whined at the loss of contact as he laid down on his bed besides you. “That was fuckin’ amazing.” He sighed, brushing your hair out of your sweaty face. “I’ll be right back, sweetheart.” Chris spoke softly, as if he wasn’t just fucking into you.

He placed a kiss on your forehead, as he headed into his bathroom. Even though the kiss meant nothing, not nearly as substantial as how you two just fucked, but you couldn’t get it out of your mind. You knew you guys could just stay as friends with benefits, but part of you wasn’t satisfied with that. You wanted him. Not in just sexual ways, but in every way. You wanted to be his; and you wanted him to be yours.

Moments later, he reappeared out of the bathroom, holding two different wet rags in his hands. He stopped to pick your clothes off the floor, before crawling back into bed with you. He sat next to where you laid, and his hand slipped down to your pussy, holding a rag against it. You kissed your teeth at the feeling of cold water pressed against where you were sensitive, but Chris’ hand came up to stroke your hair softly, and your mind was immediately taken off the cold unusual feeling.

He pulled the rag away from you after cleaning you off, and he slipped your panties and his sweatpants back onto you for you. He used the other rag to wipe the sweat off of your face, causing you to smile. The way he looked so concentrated as he rubbed the rag gently against your face was adorable. He slipped his hoodie back onto you, and reached to the other side of the bed where his boxers and sweatpants were, as he slipped them on. He laid down next to you, covering both of you with the blanket.

You never thought Chris was a guy who’d try too much with aftercare, but you were clearly proven wrong. His hands snaked around your waist, tugging you closer to him, both of you now cuddling.

“Chris.. Was this a one-time-thing?” You asked, and he shrugged.

“Do you want it to be a one time thing?” He asked and you shook your head. “Then no, it’s not.” He chuckled, but you shook your head again, sitting up.

“No, Chris. Like.. I.. I want more.” You sigh, not sure how to word it.

“It’s okay, we can do more next time, ‘kay?” He reassured, rubbing your back.

“No. Chris, I want more. More of.. Us.” You deeply exhaled, and his hand on your back stopped moving.

“I.. I don’t understand,” Chris tilts his head.

“Chris, I like you. If that wasn’t obvious. I know you have commitment issues, but.. I want more of us. I want us to be a couple, I want you to be able to call me your girl knowing its true.” You speak, not daring to look at him.

“Hey.” Chris calls, but you still don’t look at him. “Y/N, look at me.” He demands, but you still refuse. He takes matters into into his own hands. He sits up, grabbing your chin, forcing you to look at him. His lips meet yours; in a sweet kiss. Your eyes widen as he pulls away. “I like you too.” He cheeses, and you let out a small giggle.

You throw yourself onto him, engulfing him in a hug.

“Thank fuck! I thought I just made a fool of myself.” You giggle, and he chuckles.

“You? Never,” Chris jokingly shakes his head. He lays back down, pulling you on top of him, laying in his arms. You were content like that, until you heard a notification from Chris’ phone. He reaches over, and snickers at the message his brothers had sent him.

“Nick and Matt say were quote on quote disgusting.” Chris giggles, tossing his phone to the side.

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feelbokkie · 4 months

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Skz Reaction: Getting a Gift From You for Valentine’s Day

❤︎ February 14th: Valentine’s Day ❤︎

☀️Feelbokkie M.list☀️

It’s basically the same as Valentine’s around the world, except that in Korea, only women are expected to hand over gifts of chocolate and other romantic paraphernalia to men.

genre: fluff headcanon

pov: 2nd person

description: how your best friend will react to getting a love confession in the form of chocolates on valentine's day

pairing: bff!skz x reader (separate)

warnings: none

word count: 1,376

Love Day! Masterlist

방 찬 (Bang Chan)

this man gets so red so fast it's not even funny

because you're giving him chocolate?

you???

and he starts getting all weirdly shy

just quiet for a moment

too quiet

you're not even sure why he's shy

you've seen several other people give him chocolate and he just went about his day

but you give him chocolate and now he's broken

good job, skz is leaderless now that Chan has been reduced to a puddle

"i like you too!" "i know, Channie," You...know?"

to be honest, you were debating if he even had feelings for you and if you should confess to him on valentine's day

but then, he let it slip one day when you finally managed to convince him to sleep

if gave you the greenlight you needed to confess to him without fear of rejection

"that's my little secret," "wait, that's not fair!" "make it fair then,"

이 민 호 (Lee Know)

immediately teases you

"oh, so you're finally confessing your feelings to me?

which you kinda are but you didn't expect the vice president of baboracha to figure that out so quickly

so you decided to tease him back

"no, actually, i got this for Hyunjin, actually. is he around?"

big mistake

now he's pouting and silently planning meal prep around air-fried ferret

you let him pout for about five minutes before you burst out laughing

because he looks so cute when he's pouty

but also because you know for sure that he likes you too

his ears got so red when he heard Hyunjin's name come out of your mouth

after you told him they were for him, he quickly kissed you and before you could process what was happening, he pulled the chocolates out of your hands

"hm, i thought so. let's go eat these. we can even play the pepero game." "those...are small pieces of chocolate, Minho." "perfect,"

서 창 빈 (Changbin)

he was shocked

not because you like him

that he already knew

but because you were being so direct

and that you would confess in such a cute way

he was already so in love with you but reading the little note you left with the chocolate for him

you had it delivered while he was at the company

you didn't know he was recording that day and that they were also filming the recording

he was a pain in the ass to both Han and Chan for the remainder of the recording session

he kept making mistakes because he was excited and just wanted to go and tell you, in person, that he also has feelings for you

Chan eventually gave up and let him leave to tell you if he promised to come right back

all the words he rehearsed in his head went right out the window when he saw you

eventually did go back to the recording studio with you in tow because he wasn't going to let you out of his sight

황 현 진 (Hyunjin)

honestly thought you were giving him chocolate to be nice

for some reason, was under the impression that you got chocolate boxes for everyone

could not hide the pout that appeared to take permanent residence on his face

because he wanted to be the only one to get chocolate from you

and he was but doesn't realize it yet

he's so goddamn moody, and you weren't even there to see it

you dropped off the chocolate and had to rush off to work

so he's just grumbling to himself while eating the chocolate and watching tv by himself

and then Changbin had the nerve to come up and ask him for a piece

"go eat the one Y/n gave you." "Y/n gave me chocolate?"

and if that wasn't enough to confuse Hyunjin, his hand grazed a piece of paper at the bottom of the box

he pulled it out and read a little note that said I like you

Hyunjin.exe has stopped functioning

several thoughts are running through his mind as he runs off to his room

he quickly leaves and grabs the chocolates before Changbin can get one

when you go on your break, you have a series of texts and voicemails waiting for you

한 지 성 (Han)

to be honest, this man didn't even realize it was valentine's day at first

just thought you came over with snacks

that poor, sweet, innocent idiot

he didn't realize until later while you two were watching tv and a similar scene played out

"wait, you like me?" "did you think i was just bringing you chocolate and a bunch of other snacks on valentine's day just because?" "it's valentine's day?"

it's a whole mess, the show long forgotten as you two start to get louder

"what do you mean you like me? since when??" "we've kissed, hanji." "yeah, but i thought...that was a friend thing." "are you just kissing your friends?" "...listen--"

you two aren't even mad, you're just loudly screaming at each other because you're both excited and confused

truly, two idiots in love

and then out of nowhere, he kisses you

you're not sure if it's to shut you up or to prove a point, but you're not rejecting it either way

"that's not how i kiss my friends," "so you are kissing your friends," "that's not what i mean! how am i messing this up?"

이 용 복 (Felix)

the second he saw you, he knew something was up

you two hadn't planned on meeting up and he knew what day it was

fought so hard to hide the grin that tried to take over his face

failed

how could he not? you just look so pretty walking around with your chocolates and stuffed animal and he knows that it's for him

because you like him

which he's known

he can read you better than you can read him

you hadn't picked up on the fact that he's more touchy with you than everyone else

to be fair, Felix is already big on skinship as is so you really couldn't tell the difference

to be honest, he was planning on confessing to you soon if you weren't going to say anything

but you confessed and he gets chocolate and a stuffed new animal to cuddle with

he rather cuddle with you though

김 승 민 (Seungmin)

he's in quiet shock

because you like him

you have feelings for him

him?

congratulations, you broke kim seungmin

his face is turning red but he continues to stare at you with a blank expression

just 😧 the whole time

and now you're panicking because, well nobody's broken this man before, and you have no idea how to read him

so you just start concocting some sort of lie to play off giving him the chocolate

because now you're under the impression that he's trying to reject you nicely

he's not, he's just lost the ability to speak in every conceivable language he knows

and now he's turning redder because you're backtracking

"you see...this, this is--" "Wh-what do you want for white day?"

and now you're at a loss for words because up until two seconds ago, you thought he didn't like you back

양 정 인 (I.N)

is confused at first

because you're just friends

or, at least, he thought you only thought of him as a friend

honestly, he's been confused about the signals he's been reading

he even asked some of the other guys to make sure he wasn't imagining things

they did not help

to make it easier for everyone, he just decided to assume that you didn't have feelings for him

until you showed up at his dorm holding a box of chocolates

he didn't think it was a confession at first

not until the two of you were awkwardly standing in the doorway for a moment

he's honestly relieved at this point, he won't have to sit there and try to rationalize the chocolates as a "just friends" gift

and while he looks calm, cool, and collected on the outside

he's panicking on the inside

because you like him

you, being one of his best friends, realize that he's panicking so you quickly brush it off saying you thought he'd want some chocolate

nice save

he also realizes that you're now pretending that you got the chocolates just because

he's already planning what to get you for white day

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STARBOY — JACK HUGHES

jack hughes x fem!reader

summary: in which y/n is turned on by Jack playing hockey

warnings: MATURE CONTENT!! praise kink, degradation, dirty talk, unprotected sex, cussing, pet names, fingering, (i think that’s all but lmk if i missed anything)

notes: umm idk how i feel about this but i tried so…. also, i feel like this makes it seem like they didn’t last long but in my head they were going for awhile, i’m just still trying to figure out how to express how much time is passing in smut.

i’m so proud. so extremely proud.

Jack has been struggling recently. with zero goals and only two assists in the past six games, he’s sort of been in a slump. but tonight’s game against the Hurricanes has officially seemed to break that.

i can’t tell if it’s a good or bad thing that i decided not to attend tonight’s game and rather watch it at home on our couch. i’m both sad that i wasn’t there to watch my boyfriend score his goal and get two assists, and glad because watching Jack score always turns me on more than i’d like to admit. something about his smile after a goal and the way he carries himself, has me clenching my thighs together and praying for him to get home quickly.

which brings me to now, sat on the couch in nothing but a cropped camisole and my shortest pajama shorts, waiting impatiently for Jack to get home. it’s nearing eleven thirty when i finally hear the door unlock, heavy footsteps echo from the dark entryway before i hear the door click shut and the lock switching back into place. Jack’s footsteps creep down the hall, much quieter this time, confirming to me that he slipped off his shoes, before coming to a complete stop.

i scan him in amusement, standing in the opening to the living room with his eyes wide and his hand clutched over his heart.

“jeez, y/n/n. you scared the shit outta me.” he exhales, making me giggle. he sets his bag down and walks over, a grin plastered on his face now as he plants a kiss on my forehead. “why are you sitting in the dark, pretty girl?”

“was waiting for you.” i confess, rising to my feet and linking my arms around his neck. his smile somehow gets wider, if that’s even possible, and he rests his hands at the bottom of my ass, practically holding it.

“waiting for me in the dark?” he chuckles as i nod.

“mhm. wanted to congratulate you, baby.” i tell him, leaning up to press my lips against his. pulling away just slightly to mumble against his lips. “you played so well tonight.”

“yeah?” he kisses me once more before pulling away to look at my eyes. i muster the most innocent yet seductive doe eyes that i can. “that turn you on, pretty girl?”

i hum in agreement and he smirks, his hands squeezing on my ass.

“yeah, i bet it did.” he presses his lips against mine, this kiss less innocent than the others. laced with passion and lust. one of his hands slips around my front to cup my breast, his thumb running over my nipple through my tank top. “i bet if i slipped my hand down those shorts of yours, you’d be soaked. wouldn’t you, princess?”

i let out a moan at his words, his lips trailing down my jawline and to the sweet spot on my neck, gently nipping and suckling at it. his hands leave their respective areas, instead tapping at the bare skin on the backs of my thighs to signal for me to jump. i do so, wrapping my legs around his waist, and he makes quick work of walking to our bedroom. his mouth detaches from my neck, throwing me onto our bed and making me giggle in delight as my back hits the soft mattress.

i watch from my spot as he strips himself of his suit jacket, unbuttoning his dress shirt and throwing it in the direction of the hamper, not quite making it. his left hand trails up my calf as he undoes his belt with his right, slipping it off and tossing it on the floor.

“let’s see if i’m right.” he smirks, tugging my leg so i slide to the foot of the bed before pulling my pajama shorts down to find me bare underneath. “no panties, hm? what a slut.”

“i didn’t feel like i needed them.” i say, blinking up at him. “you’d just take them off anyways.”

“you wanted me to fuck this pussy tonight, didn’t you? wanted me to make you come, eh?” he taunts me, his fingers swipe across my cunt, making my hips buck up towards him. he huffs out a sarcastic laugh, “aww, you’re so wet. my girl’s so needy for me. so desperate.”

kneeling onto the bed, he pulls my tank top down just enough for my tits to pop out, his mouth attaching to one of my nipples. his tongue swirls around the stiffened bud as he finally slips a finger into me, and my head drops back against the mattress as i let out a short breath.

“Jack.” i moan as he crooks his finger just right, hitting up into my g-spot, and the smirk i feel against my breast says it all. i know in this moment that i’m not getting sweet love-making Jack tonight. instead, i’m getting the version that i so desperately crave right now, the one who fucks. he adds another finger, his rough palm now rocking against my clit. “Jacky please.”

“what do you want? say it.” he tells me, detaching from my nipple. my eyes squeeze shut as he continues fucking me with his fingers, and i can feel the familiar bubble forming in my stomach. “words.”

“i need you.” i whimper.

“you have me, doll.”

“i need you to fuck me.” i profess, my hands blindly reach for him, gripping his arms as he pulls his fingers out, leaving me empty and clenching around nothing. the tension in my stomach quickly disappears and my eyes shoot open as i whine.

“thought you wanted my cock, doll? have you changed your mind?” he teases, and my head whips back and forth, telling him no. “that’s what i thought.”

i shut my legs, closing my cunt off from his penetrating gaze as he unbuttons his pants, tugging off his pants and boxer briefs and leaving him completely naked in front me. i clench my thighs together, attempting to relieve some of my neediness myself, but it doesn’t help at all, knowing what i really need is right in front of me.

“hands and knees.” he tells me, and i hurry to turn on the bed, sitting myself on my knees as i strip off my camisole and throw it across the room before settling onto my hands as well. “such a good girl for me.”

i feel his touch as he grips my ass for a moment before his hand trails up my spine, leaving goosebumps in their wake. he rubs his tip against my core and i instinctively push back against him, making him back up just slightly to avoid entering me quite yet.

“Jack, please.” i beg. my heart races in my chest at the mere thought of him inside of me, but before i have to beg anymore, he lines himself up and thrusts, filling me up. i gasp in surprise, but it quickly turns into a moan as i exhale. his hands grip my sides as we fall into a rhythm of hips snapping, my breathy moans mingling with his curses and grunts.

“such a little slut for me.” his voice is tight as his strokes get deeper, resulting in me screaming his name in response.

“you’re so big.” i praise him. “fill me so good.”

he kneels himself on the bed, giving him better control and heat rushes to my face as my stomach begins to tighten, his hands moving to grope my boobs as he thrusts. my eyes press shut as my hands fist the bed sheets.

“please, Jack. please.” i beg again. for what? i’m not entirely sure. but apparently Jack knows, because his hand sweeps up to the front of my neck, using his grip to pull my head back to look up at him. my eyes stay squeezed shut, stars forming in my blacked out vision.

“you wanna come?” he taunts me, his other hand sliding down from its place, pinching my nipple, to rub circles on my clit. i attempt a nod, letting out a whimper. “open your eyes.”

my eyes flutter open, leaving me gazing right into his blue ones.

“that’s it. look me in the eyes when you come on my cock.” i clench around him at his words, making him let out a groan. he angles his hips, hitting just the right spot as he continues rubbing my clit. “my pretty little whore.”

i let out a shaky breath as i can feel my high quickly approaching, and it seems he can tell too because he leans down to whisper into my ear.

“let go, doll.”

my legs shake, risking me falling face first on the bed if he wasn’t holding me up, and my vision goes white for a moment. the tension built in my stomach eases and i find my release as Jack continues to thrust into me, chasing his own high.

“good girl.” his praise mixed with my growing oversensitivity causes me to let out some whimpers, a tear rolling down my cheek. “i know, baby. i know.”

it doesn’t take more than a few more thrusts for him to still, both his hands gripping my hips now as he releases inside of me.

our breaths are more like pants as we both collapse onto the bed, and he pulls me closer to lay on his chest.

“you did so well for me, beautiful.” he leans down to press a gentle kiss to my lips, full of love and adoration.

“i love you.” i whisper when he pulls away, causing a soft smile to make its way onto his lips.

“i love you too, baby.” his sweet words seem to awaken something in him as he stiffens a little. “i probably should’ve asked this earlier, but you’ve been taking your birth control, right?”

i bark out a laugh at him and nod. he relaxes, blowing out a relieved sigh.

“okay, good. i mean, i love you and i definitely want you to have my children, but not right now.”

“i agree.” i tell him. “i want you all to myself for at least a couple more years.”

a grin graces his lips and he maneuvers to hover over me, peppering my face with kisses and making me bust out into a fit of giggles. he pulls back after a few moments, gazing into my eyes with admiration.

“i’m gonna go get cleaned up and get a towel. one sec.” he says, removing himself from above me and rushing off into the en suite bathroom. he’s only gone for a couple minutes before he’s returning with a wet washcloth and wiping at my sensitive core.

“thank you, love.” i smile as he finishes, throwing the towel into the hamper. he drops another kiss to my lips and walks over to the dresser, slipping some boxers on and grabbing me a t-shirt and underwear before helping me into them.

i scoot up to the top of the bed, slipping under the blanket and resting my head on my pillow as he turns off the light and slides in on his side. i settle my head into the crook of his neck, my leg hiking over his hips and my arm clinging to him as he hugs me close.

i yawn and my eyes struggle to stay open as he begins to tell me about his game and it doesn’t take long for his words to get slower and his spiel to be interrupted by his own yawns. a soft smile spreads on my lips as my eyes flutter closed, finally drifting to sleep to the sound of his tired voice.

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judysxnd · 1 year

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Please please please write Pedro x reader smut !!!!! U are so good at it omggggg

Hiiiii thank you!!!

I thought I would be in the mood and that I would have had time to write this week but I absolutely did not! I do not feel as good as I did the first time I wrote smut. It will never top how I felt the first time I published it 😂

Also I feel like it was very fast and not as descriptive as there one I did before, but it’s already the second time I tried to write it so I don’t think I’ll do better. Hope you like it (more than I do!)

Minors, please do not engage, +18 only!

Warnings: quick hand jobs, sex

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You were sleeping peacefully in your bed, being lullabied by the rain outside. The window opened, the small wind was refreshing, as some night activities with Pedro got the room pretty hot. You were both still naked, barely covered. Pedro was on his side, facing you as you were on your stomach, taking as much space as you could on your side.

Suddenly a storm started. Neither of you minded. If the storm started while you were asleep, it was not going to wake you up. But if it started before, you were for sure not going to fall asleep. You never knew why, but it upset you enough, even more as Pedro could fall asleep. There could actually have the loudest noise next to him he would still fall asleep.

But this time, the thunder was extremely loud. And that’s what woke you up at.. 4:37am. You sighed when you saw the time.

“What time is it?” Pedro said. You got scared as you didn’t know he was awake too.

“4:38am” he sighed too “the thunder woke you up too?”

“Yeah” Pedro turned his light on

“Maybe leaving the window opened was a bad idea”

“Oh look who’s finally changing her mind” Pedro said as he got up to close the window

“What? It was really hot in here, I was right”

“I bet you are”

“And it’s not my fault it got hot in the first place”

“Oh really? You just didn’t tease the entire night while we were out? Shit I thought it was you” he went back to bed

“Hey! You teased too”

“I don’t care, you were the one wanting to leave the window open” you both laughed, you rolled on your back, ending a few inches to Pedro.

“I can make myself forgiven” you smirked. Pedro looked at you smiling

“I can’t believe you”

“What?” You sat up

“It’s almost 5am!”

“Are you tired?” He didn’t say anything “that’s what I thought. At least after we’ll be tired and go back to sleep”

“Makes sense”

You started to lean over Pedro, kissing his chest here and there, as you reached his nightstand to grab a condom. Pedro watched you, his left hand caressing your back, sometimes going a little further and squeezing your ass. Grabbing the condom, you delicately opened it, putting it on Pedro’s dick, teasing a little at the same time.

“Always a fucking tease” Pedro said in a lower voice. It didn’t take time for him to loose it.

“Hm, ‘cause I know you like it so much” you said, kissing his stomach and going up to his chest, reaching his neck, jaw, cheek, and his lips, your hand still working on him. The kiss was rough, you were both needing each other physically. Desire and lust took over.

Pedro’s hands were travelling on your body, eventually also going down on you. You moaned as you felt his fingers touching the right place. The pace started to go a little bit faster, both of you getting closer. But then, Pedro stopped.

“Wh- why?” You asked, feeling deprived as you were close to your climax. So you decided to stop as well.

“That’s for always teasing”

“Oh so you’re punishing me? Didn’t know you were into that stuff” you smirked, Pedro laughed

“I’m not really into that, but come on, I had to, now you know how I feel” you rolled your eyes “now come on here” he said, grabbing your thigh, pulling you on top of him

“That’s not a really convincing argument, but as it is 5am I will let it go for now” you laughed as you held yourself on the headboard of the bed, lining yourself to Pedro’s dick, as you slowly let it enter you. You both moaned to the feeling. Pedro’s hands were on you waist, holding you steady for a few moments.

You started to move, head falling back as you already started to feel your orgasm slowly coming back. Both moaning, Pedro was either grabbing your breasts or you ass (more your ass). Being on top was not your favorite position as you kind of had weak legs and they started to hurt really soon, making it hard for you to keep the position for a certain amount of time. At some point Pedro always has to take over. This time wasn’t anything different.

Approaching your climax, your legs were hurting and shaking, so Pedro sat up on his knees, becoming the one making the movements, as he held you by your back. Both of your moans were getting louder and louder. Your hands were in Pedro’s hair as he kissed your chest, making you shiver even if you were feeling hot.

Your orgasm was finally hitting you, leaving you out of words. All you could say was either yes, or Pedro. Maybe it was the time, tiredness coming back, but none of you were actually saying anything. You were just moaning. After you both came, Pedro brought you closer to him, holding you tight, still leaving some light kisses on your shoulder. You were both out of breath. Your hands in Pedro’s hair, you lifted his chin, smiling.

“I love you Pedrito” he smiled too

“I love you more mi amor” he kissed you, very passionately this time. The roughness was gone, it was sweeter this time, delicate.

After that, you laid down on your side as Pedro went to the bathroom. Not even five minutes later he came back, only to find you fast asleep on your side. He noticed the storm had stopped, as well as the rain. Chuckling to himself, he opened the window again, and came back in bed, spooning you. Thank god tomorrow was Sunday, because you were both definitely going to sleep until 11am at least.

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marchsfreakshow · 11 months

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Heartache In Him {JPM x Reader}

Requested by anon <3

You broke up with James 2 years ago because of The Countess. But Liz invites you back to help her and Sally.

Your perspective

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2 Years Ago

"James, why the fuck would you hide this from me?"

"We have a deal we made my dear. It's been that way since we married." James sighed, staring at me. I stared daggers back, unable to see why it doesn't count as cheating.

James was married. He had been married for his whole undead life, to the woman in the room up top. I didn't know her, I only caught glimpses of her, and even then she was gone in a flash. Sure she was pretty, but, there was just something about her I couldn't pinpoint. It was odd, and encapsulating. I just shook my head off at the thought of her. "That doesn't matter! If you're going to date me I think it's pretty fucking important you tell me you're married to someone!!"

"She sleeps not with me. She has one person she sleeps with, and who helps her feed." James kept his cool, but I had an inkling he was as pissed as I was. I gritted my teeth and grabbed my bag. I wasn't staying here for long anyway, let alone any longer with a man who had a cheating wife.

Storming out, I heard Liz and Sally worry, but I didn't look back at them, James was behind me. "I hope you enjoy your awful fucking marriage, James." I flipped him off as I went outside and called for a taxi.

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Now

I stared at the entrance to the Hotel Cortez. Liz had invited me back. It hadn't changed, so I doubted the dull and dingy inside would have changed either. A heavy sigh left my lips as I pushed open the door, and the energy of the place changed. It was odd, and like someone could sense I walked in. "Y/N, it's good to see you again," Sally said from the other side of the hall. I made a smile as I rushed up to her and hugged her tightly. She barely hugged me back, but I knew she missed me. "Why did you come back? I thought you dumped the murder ass."

I groaned and pointed up to Liz who was at the bar and distracted by her own thoughts and a can of coke. She was a beautiful lady I'll admit that. I took Sally's arm in mine, keeping my friend close, and still holding my bag with my free hand. "Oh Y/N! I'm so glad you're here." Liz grinned, it made me smile, and I sat down at the bar, immediately leaning on my hand.

"It's...okay to be back I guess. Still not sure what I think of the place now it stinks like cheating and death."

As soon as I said that, on the other side of the Hotel not to my knowledge, James was throwing a body away. He wasn't worried that the growing pile seemed to just get bigger and more prominent throughout the 2 years I had been gone. Maybe it was to work through me leaving him. Either way, the smell of everything hit me, death was the most common in this hotel. "Well, I'd like it if you could help with bartending occasionally. Restocking the little snacks and all." Really? That was it? I thought it was going to be more than that. I nodded though, happy to just see my friends again. But we heard footsteps. I wasn't the type of person to be able to tell whose footsteps were whose, Liz does though it seems.

"Y/N. Under the bar, quick." She hissed, I just nodded, and dashed behind the bar, hiding the best I could. It was James. Fuck. He stopped, I didn't know what was going to happen. "What?"

"Hm." James attempted to carry on walking, but he tripped over something. Oh. Shit. My bag. "Who's bag this?" He asked, pointing at it with his stick.

"It was left here, I'll take it to lost and found later. Not like anyone comes back anyway." Sally chimed in, taking a long, dramatic puff of her cigarette. James made another 'hm' and walked away. I let out a sigh, but it was loud, and he stopped in his tracks again.

"What was that?" He asked, and walked around to where Liz was, and saw me trying to hide behind Liz. Well, shit. "Y/N?" Awkwardly, he took hold of my arm and pulled me up trying to hug me, but I just pushed him away, avoiding his gaze.

"Leave us." He kept looking at me and waved to Sally and Liz. They slowly walked away, looking concerned. I almost shrank back, I didn't want them to leave, but I knew avoiding James the whole time would only cause more trouble. The aura of the whole place changed again, it almost seemed less dim. Was it because James had seen me? Either way, I just turned away from him, but he persisted. "Y/N, what are you doing back?"

"You made my reason leave." I didn't want to say much to him, so I tried to slip next to him so I could grab my bag and run. James was faster and harshly gripped my arms, keeping me leaning back on the bar.

"Will you stay?"

"No. You had a wife. I've found out about her. She's a fucking psycho"

"Like what I do isn't more psychotic?" James smirked, he was still attractive, but I didn't want to show him that, he would use that against me. "You find her a monster, yet you were so attracted to me by my killings, I know nothing could change that my dear."

"Don't call me that." That was all I could say back. I was still avoiding his eyes, yet he placed his hand just under my chin, on the top of my neck, he had me wrapped around his finger, and we both knew it. Even after 2 years, I couldn't shake The Countess from my thoughts. It was like she had the whole hotel wrapped around her gloved, long fingers, twisting words so they made sense to her. "Can you just...leave me now James?"

"Oh, we both know you don't want that my sweet bird." He left the word bird on my neck, his breaths making me tingle. But, he let me go. I felt frozen, I couldn't move even if he had just basically made it so I couldn't move. "Why don't you just kiss me hmm? I've missed our lips being connected so." He had me in a small corner, and he was fucking proud of himself. Proud that he had me in his little heart again. I felt fucking weak for letting myself drop my barriers for the murderer.

With that feeling, and me looking at the ground like a worried madman, he held me again and kept our faces close, the anticipation of him kissing me almost killing me. "I've killed nearly every hotel guest that came in, who resembled you Y/N. It was exhilarating as it was annoying.

"Fuck your killing addiction." Our noses were touching, the tension reaching every corner of the room. Every inhabitor of the hotel could feel it even if they were on the other side of the room. Like fuck I was giving in to him. My breaths were quick, heavy. His, calm and collected.

It happened.

One of us gave in and our lips were mashed together. His hands resting between on the top of my hips, mine holding the back of his neck. The feeling of tension had been cut once we kissed, almost like a sigh. Internally I was having arguments. I'm a fucking idiot for kissing this murderer. But oh god he was hot, and I missed the way he kissed me. And he was just as good as ever. Soon though, James pulled away, he could tell I was yelling at myself. "You have no reason to yell at yourself my darling hummingbird."

I still did so anyway. "You still taste the same." He added, starting to walk away. I was so entranced by what happened, I didn't realise my feet were following him, and I picked up my bag. Next to nothing had changed in his room.

But soon I woke up in James' bed, him already gone.

Well fuck.

#ahs #evan peters #american horror story #james patrick march #ahs hotel #jpm x reader #james march x reader #hotel #james march #smut implied #Angst #Slight angst #x reader #gender neutral reader #james patrick march x reader #request #hes hot

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itjazzbicch · 6 months

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Never Happened

Pairing: MKX Erron Black x Reader

First time writing for Erron so I hope I did well! (I'm obsessed with MKX Erron so here we are lol)

Summary: Faking their death, the reader had been in hiding for a long time, only returning to Outworld because of the war between Kotal and Mileena, her motives a mystery to an old friend who discovers her and they both agree that nothing ever happened...

Warnings: Swearing, some flirting, hinted that they used to have an intimate relationship

Word Count: 0.7k

There was inevitably going to be a wild turn of events given Mileena and Kotal were waging war over Outworlds' thrown and what exactly was that wild turn of events?

Me.

I had to stay hidden for one more night, in an untouched forest. Given the creatures that called this forest their home, it made for a good hideout if you had the survival skills that were necessary, which I did.

Everything was going according to plan. All that was left was to weather through the night, till a specific piece of my past came back for me.

Hearing some leaves crunch, I had high ground in a tree. In the darkness, I couldn't make out who it was, but I found it strange that they made it to exactly where I had been.

It was as if we were reading each other's minds, making our presences known as I pulled out my dagger, blocking a bullet, the gun that went off giving away their identity.

"Well shit," Erron huffed at me, finding my eyes in the moonlight under my hood, "It's a ghost."

"I figured you of all people could figure out I've been alive this whole time, cowboy." A long, long time ago, I faked my death in order flee Outworld. I had only returned because of this war Mileena and Kotal had caused, but I wasn't there to choose sides as Erron assumed:

"Mileena must be pullin' every card she's got, hu-"

"Who said that I was here to aid, Mileena?"

"What are you doing here then?"

Erron and I's past was complicated to say the least, but there was always this something between us. It'd been there since the day we met and with the look in his eyes, we could both feel that it was still there.

"So many questions," I huffed, not letting my motives out and teasing him, "Can't even say hi to an old first? Also, I'd appreciate an apology for trying to kill me just now."

"But I didn't," He chuckled, swirling his gun back into its holster, "And if I wanted to, I could've."

"Yeah, right," I laughed, recalling, "Remember the first time we met, and I kicked your ass?"

"As nice as it is to catch up and all," Stepping up to me, he was done playing games, direct and stern in his tone, "I'd like to know why someone who's supposed to be dead suddenly reappears when a war is breaking out."

"I'm not here for what you think I am, Erron," Staring deep into his eyes, I wasn't going to answer him; he didn't know my extensive past, thus why I was there, instead explaining to him, "I know that you're short on time and the story would be too long to tell. So, let's just pretend this didn't happen? Hm?"

"I don't think so," His fingertips were ready at his holster again; he must've been on edge, "I don't know what happened when you 'died' but I know this shit is way too coincidental."

"I see where you're coming from," Sighing deep, this was my one last effort to try and convince him before either fighting or retreating, my hand resting against his mask to pat his cheek, "But I swear to you, I am not your enemy."

The spot he had for me started to soften up, the emotion in my eyes showing I told no lies, longing to see his face, pinching his mask and whispering softly:

"It is nice to see you again, although it's not how I imagined."

"You owe me," Revealing his face, he hadn't changed a bit since the day I met him, smiling even though he was mean mugging me, his voice dying to a growl, "If anyone knows-"

"No one will, because this never happened, remember?"

Exchanging smirks, I had to giggle because it felt like old times again, hooking an arm around his neck for a soft hug, kissing his cheek and promising in my whisper:

"When the time's right, I'll tell you everything, but for now, this never happened."

"Alright," He mumbled, fixing his mask as I began to walk away, stopping at the slap I felt on my ass, quickly turning to look at him chucking, "What? Nothing happened."

Even I had to laugh, blowing a kiss before I disappeared into the night, "You haven't changed a bit, cowboy."

2023 © itjazzbicch — do not repost or translate my work. Likes, reblogs, and comments are always welcome

#mortal kombat #mortal kombat x #mortal kombat x reader #mortal kombat x y/n #mortal kombat imagine #mortal kombat oneshot #erron black #erron black x reader #erron black x y/n #erron black imagine #erron black fluff #erron black angst #read and enjoy

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chumpsalmon · 17 days

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Stressed Sniper 🔞

Cw: Daddy kink, punishment

Didn't proof read! Sorry! Apologies for the pacing but I hope you can still enjoy lel

After a particularly rough day, everyone needs some decompression! Especially Sniper. You had gotten a text earlier stating how frustrated he is and how badly he needed you. You're touch would remove the aches of today's stress; he wants you so viscerally.

He walks into the van hastily, searching for wherever you're at. Desperately needing you in his arms. You, on the other hand, were not even there. In fact you had made plans to shop and mosey around town for the day, you had even missed his texts! You decided it would be a good day to just relax.. give yourself some you time. Sniper would be okay..

After not finding you, Sniper was genuinely tweaking. He called your phone, but it was no use. No answer, no nothing. He was furious. He sat down on the pull-out couch you both shared, bouncing his leg. He was planning what he should do as you walked in. Nothing good that's for sure. Why would you just ignore him? What could you have possibly been doing to ignore your phone like this. He could be hurting or dying even, and you wouldn't even know! The more he thought the angrier he was. Logically, this made no sense. Maybe you could even be hurt. You didn't even tell him you would be out.

After you finally finished your leisurely day, you push into the camper door, hands very full. You see him on the couch, looking up at you with dark eyes. You drop your bags at the door and start bouncing towards him.

"Hi!! How was your day?"

No answer. You asked again. Still nothing. You sighed and asked, "What did I do?" Stupid question. Sniper blew up on you. He got up in your face attacking you with questions about where you were, what were you thinking-

"Are you fucking stupid?" He asked.

You felt a slight sting in your throat, but you were mainly offended. "No? Honestly, it really isn't that deep. I'm here now, right? You're being stupid." He laughed, it was an unnerving laugh, right before he does something. You scoffed and walked towards the bathroom, "Since I have to tell you literally everything then, I'm gonna take a shower, you dick." You made sure to enunciate the ck on that last part. Sniper just needed time to cool off, once you come back out he'll be alright. Except all your last sentence did was totally break him. He didn't have a good day, you didn't answer him, and you were challenging his authority.. all things that add to an already hefty punishment you're about to recieve.

You were only in the shower for probably 2 minutes before Sniper slammed the door open and pulled you out of there. "Look at you, you're soaking my fucking floor.." you were confused, naked, and cold because you were unexpectedly pulled out of your nice shower.

"And that's my fault how? Just reaching at this point."

You tried pushing him away from you, trying to climb back into the shower, but his strong grip around you prevented anything from happening. You pouted in his grasp and he made you look up at him. "Have you forgotten who I am? Where's your respect for me, hm? What happened?" He gave you a light slap to your face. You shake your head. He sighed, annoyed. "Right then. Count for me."

He bent you over the sink, giving you a heavy slap to your ass. It stung horribly, your wet skin amplifying the pain of the slap. You stayed silent. "Really?" He asked through his teeth. He delivered another harder slap to your ass. You legs faltered but you readjusted, still too proud to give in.

"You're such a fucking bitch, you know that?" He turned the shower off and carried you to the couch, holding you down over the arm of it. He relentlessly spanked you, even when you finally caved and began counting with tears smearing your mascara all down your ruined face, he did not care. When he finally stopped you shakily sunk to the ground, kneeling by his dick, quietly releasing short sobs between little breaths.

"Who am I, cunt?" He asked sternly, peering down at you. "You're my daddy.." you choke out, looking at the floor. "Again, to me this time.." He leans down, wrapping his hand around your cheeks squeezing them together so your lips are forced to pucker out.

"You're my Daddy. 'M s-sorry.." you sputter.

"You look fucked up, doll." He mocks. "Here, I'll give you what you want, since I'm feeling a little bad for you." He unbuckles, unzips, and steps out of his pants, his dick hitting the side of your face. "Come on, then." He says, annoyed. You prop yourself up and open your mouth, before you hear a very loud, exaggerated, impatient sigh. Sniper grabs the back of your head and bobs your head fully down on his cock, skull fucking you. He doesn't pull out to give you time to breathe and you place your hands on his thighs to push yourself off but it only makes him fuck your throat harder. There's drool everywhere, but feeling his judgmental stare and occasional comments of calling you a dirty slut only turned you on more.

You started touching yourself, accepting him using your throat as he pleases. He laughed, "Getting off on this? Wow, such a dirty girl.." you looked up to him, your eyes meeting his. You gave him the sweetest look, contrasting with your horribly abused face. "My girl.." He groans and pulls out of your mouth. You finally get a good breath of air and gasp, slightly choking on all the spit. You continue looking up at him. Your face kills him.. you're eyes are dark, you have tears staining your cheeks, drooling, swollen lips, it makes him want to mess you up more.

"Stand up, honey." He takes you by your pits and supports you as you shakily stand up. He places you gently on the couch cushions, laying you on your back, so you can see him devour your pussy. He kneels before you and looks up, "You understand why I had to do that, right?" You nod. "I know, I'm so sorry for worrying you, daddy. I'll be better I promise, I promise..." you say breathlessly, desperate to feel his tongue against you. "And?" He leans closer to your sopping wet cunt. "Please, sir, I'm so sorry for disrespecting you, it'll never happen again!" You whimper. "Good girl." He says smugly.

He holds your thighs and starts running zig-zags with his tongue along your pussy. He buries his face into you, giving your clit special attention. You gasp, running your hands into his hair, gripping his head and grinding against his mouth. He starts fingering you, curling and twisting his fingers in and out, until you finally finish. He licks your cum up hungrily, while still making eye contact with you. "What do you say, love?" He asks. "Thank you, daddy." He smiles, "There's my girl.. so smart. I guess you deserve a reward, hmm?" You smile back at him, giddiness filling you. "Yes, please!" He stands up, running his tip along the slit of your drooling pussy. "Beg for it, baby." You nod, "Please daddy, please.. I need it so fucking bad.. I need you to pound me, ple-"

You didn't finish before he was shoving his cock into you, pounding into you with unforgiving speed. He grabbed your face and in-between thrusts he asked:

"Whos..fucking..pussy..is..this?" He grunted. "Yours daddy.. y-yours.." unable to catch your breath from the pace he set.

He flipped you over to where your face is crammed against the couch in doggy position. He grabbed a clump of your hair and placed his other hand on your waist, fucking the shit out of you. He railed you until you were a crying mess, chanting his name, pleading for him to make you cum, over and over.

"Fuck, baby.. where do you want me to cum?" He says quickly. "Cum in m-me, please.." you moan. His hips snapped more quickly inside you. He shoved your face down into the couch and pressed down on your back. "Fuckin' like that, bitch? Want me to ruin this tight little cunt?" He very aggressively says.You gasped desperately, "Oh my god, yes, please, daddy!" He relents and gets his last few long, hard strokes in before he puts his entire weight onto you and stuffs his dick well into you and fucks his load deeply inside you. He stays put for a minute before finally pulling out, his cum pooling out of your messy cunnie.

"Let's get you a towel, love." He kisses the crown of your head and walks to get you a water and stuff to clean you with. You lay there, exhausted, beaten, bruised, ruined, still very satisfied. He gets back and very gently cleans you, making sure you're also drinking your water. He massages your back and head while whispering how good you were and how sorry he is, but how it was necessary for him to do so.

"Love you, honey.." He says gently. "Love you, too.." you whisper softly against his chest. You both fall fast asleep.. all of his stress disappearing within this one fragile moment.

#tf2 imagines #tf2 #tf2 x reader #tf2 fic #tf2 sniper #tf2 sniper x reader #tf2 smut

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breanime · 2 years

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Hey! How are you lovely ? I wanted to submit this one for the drabble gif thing if you're still taking it (With Frenchie obviously,I miss this sexy madman 🥹) Best wishes and thank you very very much (either you do it or don't ☺️)

Frenchie was watching you when you woke up. You blinked, eyes squinting against the imposing sun...

...and the pain.

"Hey," you greeted him, voice soft.

"Mon couer," he sighed out, "You should be resting."

You reached out and put a hand on his face, his dark eyes were haunted, and you knew he hadn't slept at all. "So should you."

He gave you a weak smile, "I don't deserve rest. I don't deserve you."

You sighed, letting your hand fall from his face. You'd been attacked last night while Frenchie and the boys were out hunting down supes. It was, as far as any of you could tell, unrelated to their mission. "You couldn't have known this would happen," you say gently.

"I should have," he said, he hugged his pillow as he laid on his chest, staring at you, "I know better than most what this city is," he continued, "what people do," his eyes were hollow, and you watched a tear trickle from the corner of his eye, "I should have protected you."

"It was a random mugging, baby, it happens every day, it was just my turn this time."

"I should have had something in place," he swallowed, "Mon couer, I am a fool. I have plan after plan after plan for my work with Butcher, but when it comes to my personal life, I am careless," he reached out and gently brushed two fingers over your bruised eye, "MM has told me time and time again how important it is to keep my loved ones safe, and what did I do? Nothing," his eyes glazed over, "I am nothing."

You couldn't stand to see him like this anymore, you sat up and pulled Frenchie to you, holding him against your chest. You were wearing one of his T-shirts--he had wrapped you in it when he saw you, bloodied and scared, last night. He took care of you--and now it was your turn to take care of him.

"You have never been nothing, Serge," you said, one hand rubbing his back and the other on the back of his head, fingers thrumming his soft hair gently, "You are everything. And not just to me. Where would we be without you, hm? Think of Kimiko and Hughie, all you've done for them. Even MM, he gives you shit, but he adores you, we all do. Hell, Butcher's mean ass depends on you, like I do, and do you know why?" You asked, moving to cradle his chin, forcing him to look at you. "Because you are a rarity. You're a ray of light in the darkness, you're smart, you're funny, you're sexy," you smiled at the small upwards twitch of his lips at that last comment, "And you're kind. What happened last night was not your fault."

He swallowed again, nodding.

"I love you, Serge," you kissed him gently, and he sagged against you, wanting to be closer, "Now I need to hear you say it."

He looked at you with wet eyes, "I love you, mon couer."

You smiled, "I know. But that isn't what I meant. I want you to say that what happened to me wasn't your fault."

Frenchie paused, and you gave him a moment, just rubbing his back as he stared at you. Finally, he spoke, and you saw that spark come back to his eyes, that gleam that betrayed his dark genius, and you could almost see the wheels turning in his head. He gave you a small nod, then he spoke, "It wasn't my fault...

...and it will never happen again."

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Thank you for reading! Lemme know what you think! Frenchie is gonna commit some murrrrrrrders! And honestly, good for him!

#bre does gif drabbles (again)!#frenchie x reader #frenchie imagine #frenchie the boys #the boys

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buffaloappabites · 2 years

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You Right

Pairing: Shuri x Black!Fem!Reader

Warnings: Smut, Cursing, Fingering, Grinding, Terrible dancing, Cheating, Bisexuality

Summary: You’re at the club, all your friends left you, and your boyfriend is out doing god knows what. Running into the last person you thought you’d ever meet keeps the night from being a total waste though.

A/N: My irl boyfriend confessed to cheating so I wrote this in like an hour to make myself feel better idk, I hope you enjoy! Shout out to all the bad bitches w no rhythm!

It’s a late night at the club and all of your friends have wandered off with various men, leaving you alone to your own devices. You’d all decided to step out to celebrate your 23rd birthday, little did you know it meant everyone breaking off and leaving the birthday girl all by herself.

What kind of shit is that?

You could be at home cuddled up with your man tonight—-only recently he’d been doing nothing but getting on your fucking nerves. And you were 99 percent sure he was probably cuddled up with some other bitch.

So here you are, in the tightest black dress, the tallest heels you own, and you hair in the tightest box braids imaginable. You looked damn good as you enjoyed your drink from the second floor of the club, looking out over the dance floor at all of the sweaty bodies moving to the beat.

You’re having a good time, until someone comes up beside you, and you pray it’s not some creepy ass dude about to kill your vibe.

Luckily you were right.

Who you found occupying the space next to you was far more exciting. Standing next to you was the princess of Wakanda herself, Shuri. What the hell was she doing here? Next to you especially. You had to look up a bit to see her face, she had an easy going smile plastered across it, all of her perfect teeth on display, with a silver grill glinting in the club’s lights.

You couldn’t help but to smile back, I mean who wouldn’t?

“You look like you’re having fun.” she says, leaning in a bit closer so you can properly hear her over the loud music. In doing so you can smell her perfume, it’s very strong and earthy.

You don’t know if it’s the alcohol you’ve been drinking or her scent that makes you a bit lightheaded but you like it either way.

“This isn’t really my scene if I’m being honest, but I’m enjoying myself.” You respond.

She nods, and the back of your neck and cheeks heat up when she checks you out. You bite your bottom lip and decide to do a little looking yourself, letting your eyes wander. Going down past her strong jawline, over her tall, athletic frame covered by a well tailored black blazer. There’s a diamond chain link resting on her chest and you briefly wonder if it’s long enough to dangle in—-

Wait—-

Oh hell no! This is your fucking song. It’s Beyoncé’s In Da Club remix, you’re surprised they’re even playing it.

“Oh shit! I love this song!” You yell before you can stop yourself.

She laughs, showing off those perfect teeth again and asks, “Do you want to dance?”

“Mmmmm nah,” you say “Dancing’s not really my thing, I don’t have much rhythm.”

Which is true, you look awkward and stiff as fuck. It’s why you’d rather stand and look cute in the corner.

“Come on,” she says, grabbing your hand, “I got you.”

You can’t even protest, she’s already pulling you down the stairs and out onto the floor.

She starts dancing first, moving smoothly to the beat. She makes it look so smooth and easy.

“Let me see what you got!”

You begin to awkwardly move your hips and arms in an attempt to find the beat, but you can’t quite get it.

She laughs hard at you and you stop, about to pout.

“Aw, you’re adorable.” she says coming close, “Here. Don’t look down, or you’ll overthink it.

She grabs your hips and helps you move in time with her. You can help but to look down and she grabs your chin making you look up at her.

“Eyes on me, hm?” she says.

You’re staring into her brown eyes and she’s watching you, hands still on your hips. It’s becoming much easier for you to find the beat on your own, but you don’t want her to move away.

In fact you want her closer. Everything about her you find sexy, from the smile, to the clothes, to the body. You try to pretend to not notice the heated gaze she’s staring at you with, but it’s a wonder how you haven’t melted to the floor already.

The song has since changed, Your Right by Doja Cat & The Weekend blares through the speakers & everything seems to have slowed down a bit.

But neither of you move. Instead she’s holding you close, pressing up against you. She dips her head down, so her lips are close to yours. Her hands wonder from your hips to down your backside to your ass. You lean forward pressing your lips into hers and she wastes no time kissing you back, letting you feel her full, soft lips again yours. You lick and bite her bottom lip and she lets you slide your tongue in her mouth, where you can feel just how warm it is.

You both are still grinding on eachother, this time with no regard for the rhythm of whatever the hell is playing now. One of her lean thighs is set firmly between yours, and you’re grinding down on it. You’re falling apart at the friction and you want nothing more than for her to put those hands currently squeezing your ass to work.

She stops kissing you and you look up at her through heavy lidded eyes.

“Do you want to take this out of here?”

You can’t say yes fast enough.

Before you know it you’re straddling her in the back of a car. She’s kissing down your jaw, going lower and hitting that sweet spot near your collar bone. Her hands are on your ass cheeks, spreading them apart and sliding a finger over your wet pussy.

You’re having the time of your life, until your phone rings, breaking up the silence. You sigh and roll your eyes.

Not right now. You take it out thinking it might be one of your girlfriends needing help, but nope.

“Damn, is that your man?” Shuri asks, giving you a knowing look.

You can’t even lie, as your screen says clear as day, “Boyfriend 💕”.

Fuck. She shrugs and goes back to kissing your neck, and whispers in your ear. “I don’t judge, answer it.”

You obey and answer the phone, and he begins to prattle on about how much he loves you—-something he’d always do when he’d just finished cheating and felt guilty.

You weren’t really paying attention. You were much more focus on the lips attached to your neck and the slim fingers working their way into your panties. Once inside she slipped on inside of you, making you gasp a bit, it’s taking everything in your power not to moan out loud. She slides in another and begins to pump them in and out of you. Her brown eyes are staring into yours and you’re still lamely holding the phone to your ear.

Then he starts asking questions.

“Where you at?”

Your voice comes out shaky, “The club, on 2nd st.”

“With who? Better not be up there with no dude.”

You’re about to fall apart when she presses her thumb against your clit, disguising your moans as coughs.

“The girls nigga, damn I gotta go.” you say hanging up the phone. You let out a loud moan when you cum, grasping her shoulders and dropping your phone somewhere in the car.

She pulls a wet hand from your panties and begins to suck on her fingers. She offers you one and you take it, tasting yourself on her.

“So….” She says, “You tryna see my strap? It’s made outta pure vibranium.”

“You don’t even have to ask.”

#shuri x reader #shuri x y/n #shuri smut #smut #fanfic #wakanda forever #letitia wright #black panther #bisexual #bisexual reader #shuri udaku #vibranium strap #beyoncè #doja cat #song fic kinda #cheating #mcu smut #black!reader #shuri udaku x reader

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aceopmari · 2 years

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The Akatsuki React to You Secretly Throwing a Party at the Hideout

Akatsuki Masterlist

A/N: I had this concept planned out months ago with more ideas and stuff. Wish I wrote this sooner but I had so many other ideas I want to do first. Wanted to get this finally out the way so sorry if it comes off boring.

TW: Substance abuse, explicit. Minors DNI 18+

Akatsuki Baddie Taglist: @ppg-artss @lovelygeniegirl1012 @mercymccann @kakeisumire @aoi-ajisai @mechmoucha

You sat down on the couch with Hidan and Deidara one night at the base. The three of you were tired of the excessive missions with little to know downtime.

Fortunately this weekend, the three of you would be getting time off from missions while everyone else in the Akatsuki would be out.

You each thought it it would be the perfect opportunity to plan out a secret small gathering at the base with a few old friends.

“Okay so we got food, music, and guest settled,” you began.

“Deidara you’ll be bringing 3 of your friends from the Explosion Corps, I’ll be inviting 3 old buddies from the black market, and Hidan will be bringing in 3 fellow Jashinists. That should be a total of 9 guests,” you say.

“Actually…” Hidan said with a sly grin. You turn to raise an eyebrow at him. “‘Actually?’” Hidan snickered as he rubbed the back of his neck. “Well…I may have mentioned our little secret party to a few honeys…”

You look at him incredulously. “Hidan! You didn’t!” Hidan chuckled. “I did, babe! Called all 7 of them,” Your cheeks flushed a bit at the nickname. Deidara’s eyes lit up. “Sounds good to me, hm.”

You groaned as you rolled your eyes, seeing that you were outnumbered. “Fine we’ll have 16 guests max! But that’s it!” You warned.

Hidan grinned. “Alright! This party is gonna be wild!” You glared at him. “Shh! It’s not a party it’s an intimate get-together!”

“Never mind that,” Deidara said as he snaked an arm around your waist. You shuddered at the contact as Deidara brought his lips to your ear. “What will we do for entertainment? I was thinking we could do some explosive fireworks~” he says huskily.

You wiggled out of his grasp as your cheeks flushed a deeper red. He chuckled at that as you turned to glare at him. “No fireworks, Dei! We can’t risk blowing up the base and getting caught!” Deidara groaned. “Fine…”

…

The weekend finally came. Your 14 guests had all arrived for the small gathering. It started off normal with a few drinks. Things got a little wild after Hidan brought out his famous ‘Jashinist Jungle Juice’ that you were stupid enough to drink. You passed out for awhile.

…

The next thing you knew, you were running around the base, clad in an Akatsuki themed playboy bunny outfit.

You stared in horror at the crowd of thousands of people partying under the flashing lights at the hideout to loud music that was shaking up the base.

“I DIDN’T INVITE THESE PEOPLE! WHO ARE THEY?!” You cried.

You saw in the far distance that many more people started pouring in. “Shit!” You rushed over to the door to try and stop them.

“Babe! Looking good!” You heard. You stopped in your tracks and saw a shirtless Hidan on the dance floor, splashing cash on strippers that were performing in front of him.

You growled as you stormed over to him. “Hidan! What the hell?! I thought we agreed only 14 people!”

“I know babe, I know. But word got around and shit,” he said sheepishly. “No shit, Hidan! There’s like 10,000 people in here!” You hissed.

Your eyes darted to the dancing strippers on the small little stage. You stared at them incredulously. “How the fuck did strippers get here?!”

“Isn’t it great? Why don’t you get up on stage and shake that ass for me? You’re already dressed up!” Hidan chuckled as he tossed some cash at your feet.

You narrowed your eyes at him. “That’s not even your money is it?” Hidan grinned. “Nope! This shits, Kakuzu’s!” You glared at him. “Hidan, get rid of all these people! We’ll get in so much trouble if we get caught!”

“Fuck that! I’m having the time of my life with these bitches!” Hidan laughed. You groaned. “You little shit! Where’s Deidara anyway?”

BOOM!

“HEY! DID YOU GUYS SEE MY ART?!” Deidara said loudly.

You heard the sounds of cheering and turned to see Deidara standing on one of the large statued palms above the audience. He was using his clay to detonate them and make small fireworks in the air, causing the base the shake a bit.

“Shit!” You cry. You high jump towards the platform and land next to him. “Deidara what the hell are you-?”

You stopped mid sentence when Deidara turned to you. His eyes were red and he had a overly happy smile on his face.

You sweatdropped. “Are you high?!” Deidara chuckled. “Don’t just stand there, hm.” He turns you around and pulls you towards his chest causing you to yelp. Deidara then grabs your hips. “Let’s dance~!”

Deidara then started grinding his hips against yours. “Deidara! What the hell are you-MMM!” You mewled when you felt something hard and thick press against your ass.

‘Is he…hard?’ You thought. You blushed as Deidara snickered into your ear while he continued to grind against you.

Your eyes fluttered shut as you took in the sensation before you started moaning. You found yourself slowly rolling your hips against his crotch, almost forgetting why you were confronting Deidara in the first place.

That was when you heard the sound of crows flying around you. You immediately opened your eyes seeing Itachi appear before you and Deidara. He didn’t look too pleased if his sharingan eyes boring into you was anything to go by.

“Itachi!” You cry as you pull away from Deidara’s grasped. You started shaking a bit nervously as you widened your eyes in horror. “Wh-what are you doing here?! I-I thought you were on a missio-?”

You stopped mid sentence when Itachi slowly and menacing approached you. “Because of your selfishness, you exposed our hideout, Y/N…” You shuddered as you slowly backed away nervously. Of course Itachi had to sound too sexy even when he’s threatening.

Deidara immediately jumped between you two, chuckling loudly. “Don’t be such a party pooper, hm!” Deidara then pulled out some rainbow colored treats from his pocket and shoved it in Itachi’s mouth. “Have some candy!”

Itachi gagged a bit as he swallowed the candy whole. His sharingan eyes kept spinning out of control. Deidara chuckled at the sight while you go into a state of panic.

“Deidara! Did you just feed him edibles?!”

…

You and now sober Deidara watched from below as Itachi sang ‘DREAMIN ON’ on top of giant hands, microphone and all. He was so good at singing that he even got many fangirls from the crowd to sing along too.

Itachi: Fumidase yūki no i i ho!

Itachi and Fangirls: DREAMIN’ ON!

Itachi: Mugendai no chizu hiroge chikai atsumeta hata tatakaitsuzuketeiuku “jibun jishin” tsuranuke...

Itachi: Tsukami toru DREAMINNN ON!

Itachi: Makerarenaiiii!

Fangirls: WHOA!

Itachi: Nige ya shinaiii…

Fangirls: WHOA!

Itachi: Deai wakare koe ikou! Zenbu takaramonoooo!

You and Deidara sweatdropped at his perfect performance. You were both very envious of his singing talents. “Damn Uchiha’s…” you say bitterly. “You can say that again…” Deidara sighed.

You turned to him. “Deidara, it will only be a matter of time before until the drug wears off Itachi! We need to get rid of all these people now!”

Deidara looks at you incredulously. “No way! These people all appreciate my art! It’s been so long since others have given me this must recognition, hm!”

You growled. “Deidara! Put your damn pride aside and help me! I don’t want to get in trouble! If Leader finds out, we’re screwed!”

Deidara pulled out some clay from his pouch and started forming a mold. “Well then you better figure something out, Y/N.” He makes a hand seal causing a giant clay bird to appear in front of him.

“Later, beautiful!” Deidara says as he hops on the bird. It then flies over the crowd. “DEIDARA GET BACK HERE!” You cry out.

CRASH!

You whip your head behind you and push through the crowd as you search for the source of the noise. As you do so, you scold the guests for any wrongdoings.

“Put that kunai away!”

“‘Scuse me!”

“Eat with chopsticks!”

You finally made it out of the crowd and stop dead in your tracks, seeing Suigetsu relaxing in a large hot tub. When he catches your glance, he smirks showing off his sharp teeth as he wiggles his eyebrows playfully at you.

You stare at him in disbelief. “What is my ex doing here?!” Suigetsu chuckles. “Oh c’mon babe, I’d never miss a party like this!”

“How did you even find this place?! You’re not even an Akatsuki!” You exclaim. “Yeah I am! See?” Suigetsu points to an Akatsuki hoodie that’s hanging on a coatrack near the tub. You sweatdrop. “Since WHEN?!”

Suigetsu grins as his eyes scans your curves. “By the way, I’m loving the bunny getup. You gonna do a little dance for me, Sweetheart!” You narrowed your eyes at him. “No…”

Suigetsu laughs. “Oh c’mon! At least come in the tub and skinny dip with me. Y’know like the old days?” He purrs with a suggestive smirk.

Your cheeks flushed as naughty memories fill your mind. You shake it off and glare at Suigetsu. “See? This is why we broke up!”

“There you are Suigetsu!” You heard.

A woman with red hair and glasses stormed up to Suigetsu who stared at her wide eyed in shock.

“What the hell are you doing here?!” The red haired woman barked at him. Suigetsu blinked. “Who invited you, Karin?!”

You raised up your hands in disbelief. “Who invited EITHER of you?!” Karin turns to glare at you. “Are you the tramp who threw this Akatsuki party!”

You glare back. “It’s not their party it’s MY party! And it’s not a party it’s an intimate get together!”

“And who are you calling a tramp?! At least I didn’t dye my hair with used tampons!” Karin gasped in shock before growing angrily at you as she adjusts her glasses. “E-excuse me?!”

Suigetsu howled in laughter at the sight. “Man this party is wild!” Karin directed her glare back to him. “Suigetsu I look away for one minute and you’re out here partying with hussys?! Wait til I tell Sasuke!”

“Sasuke’s already here!” Suigetsu says with a smirk. You are Karin widen both of your eyes. “WHAT?!”

“THERE YOU ARE ITACHI!” You heard a voice say over the loud speaker. You widen your eyes. “No…”

You, Karin, and Suigetsu then to see Sasuke clashing swords with a clearly intoxicated Itachi who was drunkenly fighting back (although still being a formidable opponent).

The spotlight shone on both fighters as the crowd cheered them on. The impact of their blades shook up the base more and more. You grabbed your hair as you stared at them in horror. “No NO NOOOO!”

Karin rushed through the crowd as she raced for Sasuke. You glared at Suigetsu. “This is all your fault!”

Suigetsu gave you another smirk before pumping up a fist in the air.

“HIDAN AND DEIDARA’S PARTIES RULE!”

“YEAHHHHHHHHHH!” The crowd cheers.

You were getting fed up as the music started to change.

Y/N: First of all its not a party! But If it were a party, it would not be THERE party! It would be MY party!

Party guests: Y/N PARTY! Y/N PARTY!

Y/N: It’s not a party it’s an intimate get together!

Party guests and Akatsuki: Y/N PARTY! Y/N PARTY!

Y/N: DON’T CALL IT THAT! IT’S JUST A GET TOGETHER!

Party guests and Suigetsu: Y/N PARTY! Y/N PARTY!

You hadn’t even noticed that you started dancing to the music. Suigetsu nodded in approval as he chuckled. “Damn lady, you sure can dance!”

You stopped dancing and growled at Suigetsu as he laughs at your face. “I hate you…” you hissed. Suigetsu gave you a dreamy smile. “I loveeee you~” he sang playfully.

“Fuck you!”

“Well alright! Get in the tub with me, Sweetheart!”

“You’re sick, Suigetsu…”

“Oh c’mon! No one will notice!”

You shook your head in disbelief. You then take notice of the music change. You turn to the stage to see Sasori DJing.

You widened your eyes. “SASORI?! How did he-? When did-?!” You stopped and listen to the music. ‘He’s really good…you think you know someone…’

Sasori’s eyes met yours from afar. He gives you a dreamy smile before he shoots you a wink. You blushed. ‘Did he just wink at me?’

You saw from below the stage that multiple colored smoke shot out from below. Deep purple smoke also shot out from a wooden like canister that knocked out the party guests that were the closets to the stage.

You sweatdrop. ‘Okay so he’s clearly poisoning the party guests to turn them into puppets, right?’

“WHO’S BEEN SPENDING ALL MY MONEY?!” You heard. You turned to the source and shrieked seeing Kakuzu storm in. “Oh shit!”

Kakuzu heard this and instantly rushed over to you. Before you could do anything, Kakuzu grabbed you by the collar and held you up in the air.

“WHO TOLD YOU TO SPEND ALL MY MONEY ON A PARTY?!” He roared. You shook your head rapidly as panic fills you. “I-I-I didn’t!”

Kakuzu brought out his tendrils towards you. “You’ll pay with your life!” You widened your eyes in horror. “NOOOO!”

“LINE UP BITCHES! THE GAMBLING TOURNAMENT IS ABOUT TO BEGIN! PLACE YOUR BETS ON WHO WILL WIN THE FIGHT! ITACHI OR SASUKE?!” You heard.

You and Kakuzu turned seeing Hidan standing on top of a large table with a bunch of strippers holding a wad of ryo. Multiple party guests that surrounded them started placing their bets on the ongoing fight between the two brothers.

Kakuzu widened his eyes. “A gambling tournament?!” With a loud thud, Kakuzu drops you onto the ground, before making his way over to Hidan’s table.

“Kakuzu! I figured you’d show up!” Hidan laughs. “Shut up. I’m here to place my bet,” Kakuzu said.

You groan and rub your head as you slowly hit up. “Owww…”

‘Okay so at least I know that Kakuzu won’t snitch if moneys involved…’ you thought. You turn your attention towards the door seeing more guests pouring in. ‘I got to close it before anymore people show up!’

You race towards the door on the other side. That was when a large sword wrapped in bandages stabbed the ground in front of you, causing you to jump back as you yelped.

You turned around and widened your eyes seeing Kisame glaring down at you as he held his sword. “You’ve got a lot of nerve throwing a party at our base, newbie,” he snarled.

“K-K-Kisame…” you shrunk back as Kisame towered over you. Of all the members of the Akatsuki besides Kakuzu, Kisame intimidated you the most. At the same time however, he was kind of cute.

“Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t tell our leader about this,” he hissed. You smiled sheepishly. “B-because you ain’t no snitch?” Kisame narrowed his eyes at you. Wrong answer. Now you were screwed.

“Yo Kisame! I’ve been looking all over for ya!” You heard a familiar voice say. You and Kisame turned to see Suigetsu walking towards you both in just his swim shorts and his sword.

Kisame broke into a grin. “Well if it isn’t Suigetsu. I wasn’t expecting to see you here…” Suigetsu chuckled. “Didn’t think you were the party type either. But since your here, why don’t we have a quick match to see who’s worthy of Shark Skin!”

And that was all it took for Kisame and Suigetsu to go at it and engage in battle. More things shattered as the hideout shook.

“PLACE YOUR BETS BITCHES! KISAME OR SUIGETSU! WHO WILL WIN?!” Hidan announced.

Karin slapped her money on the table. “Suigetsu! You better not lose!”

“Double on, Kisame. He always wins,” Kakuzu says cooly as he sets his money down.

The crowd cheered as they watched the two swordsmen duke it out. Your face went blue as you sweatdropped. “I think I just lost braincells…”

“You should relax and enjoy yourself, Y/N,” a mature womanly voice said. You turned around and saw that it was none other than Konan.

Her purple hair was down and she was clad in a tight black minidress. Men surrounded her as she danced to the beat. Your jaw dropped.

“KONAN?!”

She giggled in a way that caught you off guard. “Nagato would never let me have a party. This was a very great idea, Y/N. Thank you,” she winked.

You blushed a bit. “Y…you’re welcome…” Konan brought a hand towards you. “Care to dance?” You smiled nervously as you wave your hands. “N-no thanks…”

Konan smiles before continuing to dance for the men as they through money at her. Your eyes can’t help but fall to her curves. ‘She has a really nice body…why does she hide it?’

You shake off before heading back towards the door to lock it. “There! Now no one should be able to come in now!”

‘Now I just need to figure out how to get rid of these people…’ You thought.

“This is for calling me a tampon, you tramp!” You turned around seeing Karin behind you with a syringe. Before you could do or say anything, she injected you with the syringe causing you to scream.

Your mind became fizzy as your brain starts to fog up. You close your eyes and shake your head. “What the fuck?!”

You opened your eyes seeing how the room appeared more colorful than before. You saw music notes flying in the air while some the party guests appeared to be floating on top of it

You widened your eyes. “What the fuuuuuck?” You slurred. You took a few steps, swaying as you moved.

Your body became light and you appeared to be floating mid air for a few seconds. With each step you took, the floors became as soft as marshmallows.

The dopamine affect filled your brain as your lips broke into a grin. “This feels kinda good…” You chuckled as you took in the sight of the party guests.

Suigetsu and Kisame were using their swords to surf on the waves that were in the air while Itachi and Sasuke happily frolicked through the crowd while holding hands.

You saw Kakuzu tossing his money in the air like confetti to the many strippers around him. You immediately frowned feeling a migraine. “I don’t feel so gooood…” you slurred as you sway walked towards Hidan’s table.

You saw how Hidan was spraying rainbow colored liquid at guests from a champagne bottle. You fell right in front of Hidan when you tripped.

Hidan looks down at you in confusion. “Y/N?” You raise your hand towards him helplessly. “Hi….dannn helppp meeee,” you slurred. Hidan smirked at you. “Ya want some too babe? Here!”

You opened your mouth to say something, but Hidan already shot alcohol into your mouth from the bottle. You gagged in your mouth a bit before swallowing the hot and spicy liquid.

You stood up and coughed as your vision became even hazier. You looked up and saw a naked Deidara hanging onto the legs on a giant clay bird that was flying over the crowd.

He then let go and immediately plummeted into the hot tub. You widened your eyes in horror.

“DEIDARA! I’LL SAVE YOU!”

As a result of the drugs, you mustered the strength and pushed through the crowd of people. You finally made it over to the rainbow colored tub full of pink water and jumped right in.

“I’M COMING DEI DEI!”

SPLASH!

You dove deep into the hot water. From underneath you saw a blonde haired creature with tentacles. You screamed as you flail your arms. You looked above you and saw the surface move higher and higher as you appeared to be sinking downward.

‘What the hell?! Is this an ocean?! Fuck fuck fuck! I can’t swim! I’M DROWNING!’ You mentally screamed as you slowly started losing oxygen.

You then felt a pair of hands grab both your arms and hoist you up and out of the tub. You gasped for air as you coughed out the water.

“Y/N…” a smooth male voice said.

You glanced up and saw that it was none other than Pein, staring down at you coldly with his renagan eyes as he held you.

Your lips formed a sloppy smirk as your eyes hooded. “Hi Daddy~” you squealed. Pein’s eyes narrowed. “Who told you that you could throw a party…?”

“I didddd~” you sang teasingly. Pein squeezed his grip on you causing you to yelp. “And how do you plan on making this up to me and fixing the mess you made?” He asked. You giggled as you batted your eyelashes. “I have an idea or two I think you might like…”

…

You woke up in your room covered in blankets that night. You gasped as you shot up from your bed. “What the…? It was just a dream?”

“‘Fraid not, Sweetie Cakes~” a familiar voice said playfully. You froze as you widened your eyes. ‘No…’

You slowly turned to your right and saw a naked Suigetsu lying down next to you. He waved at you playfully as he sipped his water bottle.

“What the hell are you doing in my bed?!” You cried. Suigetsu chuckled. “Hey, relax. You were the one who came on to me last night, remember? And man you were wild!”

“I…” you were completely stunned as your cheeks redden. ‘So I really got high last night?’ You thought. You gasped as you remembered the other Akatsuki members. “Oh my god! What about my leader and-?”

Suigetsu snickered. “What do ya mean? You went ahead and came onto everyone! See?” You followed his gazed and gasped seeing all the naked Akatsuki members in your bed sleeping. “I slept with my entire team?!” You shrieked.

Alongside them included Sasuke and Karin who were also naked and in bed sleep. Suigetsu’s eyes lit up as he stared at the latter two. “Surprised you went ahead and fucked my own teammates too! You definitely showed Karin a good time! Maybe she’ll start to loosen up more!”

Your jaw dropped as you stared at Karin who had a silly, dazed smile on her sleeping face like she just had the best sex of her life. Your face was on fire as you stared at both her and Konan. “B-but…but I’m not…”

Suigetsu laughed out loud, making you turn to glare at him. He stopped and smiled as he place his hand on your hip to rub it sensually. “Hey now, don’t sweat it Sweetheart. It doesn’t matter to me which way you swing. I accept ya,” he winks.

You stared at him incredulously as you blinked. Seeing how you didn’t say anything else, Suigetsu leaned up towards you and gave you a kiss on the cheek. His sharp teeth just barely grazing it. It was comforting to say the least.

He brought his bottle towards you. “Wanna sip?” You instantly snatch his bottle and take a long sip in an attempt to cool down before handing Suigetsu back his bottle. He frowned when he shook it. “Hey, you finished it…”

“Get out,” you say. Suigetsu widened his eyes. “What? No breakfast? Can I at least take a yogurt with me?” You glared at him. “I said get out!”

Suigetsu sighed before he got up and got dressed before taking his bottle. “Later~” he waved as he walked out of the room.

You groaned as you facepalmed. “I can’t believe I slept with my own team!” You then sweatdropped. “And I don’t even remember it…”

You then heard the sound of a loud yawn. You turned seeing that it was Hidan. He gave you a lazy smile. “Morning gorgeous!” Deidara groaned. “Keep it down. I’m trying to sleep, hm!”

Hidan chuckled at that before putting an arm around you. “Best party ever, right?” You narrowed your eyes at him before kicking both him and Deidara out of the bed roughly, causing them to hit the floor.

“Owwwwww….” They both groaned in unison.

A/N: Hope you enjoyed! The Suigetsu stuff is a bit of a set up because I’m gonna start writing some x reader scenarios with him since no one else seems to give him enough love. Anyways, likes, comments, and reblogs are appreciated!

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