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love your sub!mike sm. plz write more 🫶
ofc!! he’s my favorite person to write :)
icebreaker
pairing : mike schmidt x reader
summary : mike has been wondering what kind of books his lovely girlfriend has been reading. one day he looks for himself and is surprised. not only by what you’re reading, but how badly he wants to try all of it.
warnings : icebreaker by hannah grace, suggestive content, not smut but close to it, degradation, dom! mike
word count : 2.4k
nsfw below the cut
you sat on the couch, right leg crossed over your left as you turned the page in your book. you were reading and had been so invested in it, it was starting to annoy mike.
the little time he got to spend with you, you were reading. why couldn’t you just read while he was at work then spend time with him when he finally got home and abby was at daycare already?
a concept he didn’t understand, he normally would just keep his mouth shut and be grateful for the mini conversations you too had during your chapter switches.
he didn’t even know what had his girlfriend so intrigued, yearning to read the next page. legs always crossed and your lip caught between your teeth as you read on.
you were too focused in your page that you didn’t notice mike slowly approaching you, and before you knew it, he snatched the book from your hands.
you flinched and went to grab it but he hid it from you and watched as your whole body filled with worry.
“mike!” you squealed, watching as he held the book away from you and laughed as you tried to retrieve it.
“icebreaker.” mike reads the cover. “what has my girlfriend so intrigued?” he asked, started to look at the pages, skimming over the one you were reading moments before.
“babe, you can’t do that!” you shouted, trying to get the book from him one last time but failing, so at that point you gave up and just let him read.
you happened to be on page 136, which was convenient and you started to feel embarrassed.
as mike read on, you watched his expressions change, eyebrows raising and his mouth eventually falling open as his eyes scanned the second half of the page.
when he finished reading, his eyes slowly raised to look at you, but you were looking at the tv pretending you weren’t stalking him from the corner of your eye.
“this is quite a book,” he started. you scoffed, impatiently waiting for his teasing to start.
“fuck me like you hate me,” he quotes, looking at you, realizing that you’re looking away.
he slowly walks up to you, sitting next to you on the couch. his hand roams from your thigh then up to your face, touching your chin and turning your head so you’re forced eye to eye with him.
“is that why you’re so invested in this?” his tone is gentle, not what you expected. “is that what you want? you want me to fuck you like i hate you?”
his words and the thought caused a whimper to leave your mouth, usually you’d be embarrassed but it showed him how much you wanted it.
he chuckled, looking up and down at your face, admiring your beauty. “let’s read on, then, shall we?”
he grabbed the book, keeping eye contact with you as he skimmed over the next page.
you were confused as to what he was doing but very turned on by how serious he was taking this. you expected his teasing and maybe a laugh, but this was the opposite.
he turned the page and skimmed the next two, his smile widening when he made it about halfway through page 139.
“you want me to talk to you like that, baby?” his words sent shivers down your spine. as his eyes left the page, he looked over at you, nothing but lust behind his pupils.
your usually submissive boyfriend, was now somehow reading fucking icebreaker, right next to you. and he wasn’t at all weirded out by it. you were astonished.
he was ready to be dominant, you were more than ready for him to dom you.
he read the rest of page 139, feeling his pants tighten and turning to look at you once he finished reading.
“i didn’t know you liked it rough, baby. could’ve just told me that instead of letting me look liken fool.” his words stung, not only to your heart but to your core. she was throbbing.
“fuck, i’m sorry, i-“ you were at a loss for words and he found it the cutest thing ever.
“don’t speak baby. show me you’re sorry.” his words made your legs tremble. never had he ever spoken to you like he was now. you were so confused, yet so turned on.
he kept one hand on the book as he let his hand roam up and down your body, the smallest amount of friction causing you to wince and smile as you realized he was letting his dominant side out.
you loved when he was submissive. but this, this was different. and you couldn’t get enough of it.
you slowly went to straddle him, your lips touching, then slowly progressing as you made out and your hands roamed and tugged on his hair.
he still had one hand on the book while the other came up to grab your hair, yanking it back and watching as your mouth fell open.
he watched your face as you were lost for words, his smile sent an aching feeling straight to your core.
your back arched as he read the next moment out loud, beginning of page 140. “like this?” he quoted, yanking your hair once again.
you let out a loud moan, watching as his eye shape somehow formed from doe to siren. his eyes intensified on you and looked you up and down.
he set down the book, throwing a sticky note inside to save your page before closing it. he placed both his hands in your waist, staring intensely into your eyes.
“you like being treated like a slut, don’t you?” you nodded slowly, watching as he eyed you up and down, hands roamed from your waist to your ass.
“yes, mike.” your words made him raise an eyebrow.
“first name basis, huh?” he chuckled.
after a few seconds of silence, his right hand slowly moved up your body, stopping at your neck. he looked at your face for any sign of concern, all he saw was need.
your eyes basically begging, daring him to do it. you gave him a soft nod of approval.
he hesitated, so you brought you hand to his, squeezing his hand around your throat, moaning at the sudden tight feeling.
“that’s what you were hinting at.” he smiled, scoffing, “so you’ve been wanting me to choke you, but haven’t bad the courage to tell me, so now you show me? fucking pathetic.”
you moaned loudly at his words, back arching, and your crotch accidentally rubbing against his clothed cock.
both of you moaned, you knew this moment would permanently change your sex life with him, and you couldn’t wait.
“tonight, you do what i say, got it?” you gulped at his words.
you blinked a few times to remind yourself this is real, and not something you’d read in one of your books.
“yes, sir.”
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PLEASE PLEASE PLEASEEE OMLLL MAKE ROBBY KEENE ABSOLUTELY FUCKED OVER BC OF US 😻😻 Bc he decided to be mean towards us during a group meeting where the reader meets Cobra Kai for the first time and Robby introduces us to them (maybe?). after that the reader decides to tease him as she gives him a handjob in a empty closet room as she calls him names and stuff. PLEASE MAKE HIM CALL US MOMMY OMLL 🛐🛐🙈🤭(I'm so down bad pls I need help... 😕💔) ANYWAYS IF YOU DO THIS I MIGHT LITERALLY FLY AWAY BUT TYTYTTYT YIPPIEEE 🙈🙈🙈
EHEHEHEHEHE OKAY
robby had no idea how he ended up in that closet.
one minute, he was introducing you to the dojo, as a new member of the karate club and the next he was in this closet listening to every sweet word that left your soft lips.
everybody was still out there. someone could possibly hear. and yet, you didn’t care.
“come on baby, you knew i wouldn’t let you off without a punishment after talking to mommy like that?” your words stung, piercing his ego and his heart as it fluttered endlessly.
“mommy. i-“ you didn’t even let him finish his sentence.
“don’t try to apologize now baby. you were so tough out there, why is now that it’s just us you finally apologize?”
his whine rang through the closet, echoing as the slick sounds of your hand on his cock ran up and down, his precum coating your fast hand.
“why is it that in here, you’re begging and pleading, being such a good boy for mommy but out there you’re the opposite?”
he shook his head, denying your words but unable to form his own at the fluttery feeling going through his stomach.
he couldn’t form a sentence, the feeling felt too good as it sent shivers down his bare spine.
he felt weak, his legs were shaking. such a strong, buff man he was, and he was at loss for words just by your touch.
“mommy. i’m so sorry. i promise ill never be mean to you again, i promise. i’m so sorry. i beg you, please let me cum, i want it so bad, i want you so bad oh my god.” his whines and whispers sent flutters straight to your core.
“sense you asked so nicely. you’re so cute.”
you grabbed his face, kissing his cheek before lowering your head and kissing his cock, dragging your tongue around it as his head fell back.
your hand continued its fast motions and robby had no choice but to moan, loudly.
“fuck!” he almost shouted, his hands walls the sides of the closet, grasping for anything to brace himself toward.
his white cum painted your face, causing your eyes to clamp shut and his head to fall back.
his many pants and moans made you giggle, watching the buff man fall apart at your touch.
you kissed his cock again, some cum falling on your tongue as you swallowed. robby noticed, and moaned at the sight, more cum squirting out and onto your forehead.
you lightly rubbed his thighs as a sign of comfort, and you both shared a smile.
“good boy.”
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◎— oh. oh my god. the messy hair. the eyes. if he looked at me like that i would cum so fast. whew my legs are shaking just looking at this picture. holy fuck. the necklace. need that to dangle in my face. imagine lin-manuel miranda biting his lip. yeah, that’s me right now as i look at this photo.
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alex was 2 much for jackie, but he can never be too much for me
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i love you luci goosey
i love you laney waney❤️
guys this is literally my bff go follow her
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how about a smut blurb where dom!mike tries being sub for the first time..🤭
oh my goddd okay.
mike was not used to you taking care of him. in fact, when you suggested the idea, it took some convincing to actually get him on board.
at first he was skeptical, not used to the feeling of you controlling him. but as soon as he let his body calm down, he was whimpering just at your touch.
“c’mon mike, be good for me,” at first, he was willing to let you say those little phrases just because it got you off, but after hearing them a few times he got used to it and needed to hear more.
“fuck- okay, i’ll be good,” was the best response he had. usual dominant mike was doing decently good for subbing for the first time. you expected him to refuse certain things, but to your surprise he was all for it, for all of it.
his eyes rolled back as you palmed him, slowly beginning to stroke his cock. mike swallowed some air. to you, it seemed as if mike got hard much faster than he usually did. maybe this was getting him off more than being dominant?
“don’t act all tough, baby. you know you love my touch. don’t hold back your sounds, m’kay?” your soft tone sent him into a spiral, to which he nodded, his eyelids heavy as his eyelashes brushed against the bottom ones.
you slowly picked up your pace in the strokes, watching as mike squirmed and his eyes fell shut. “holy fuck,” he mumbled, suddenly feeling shy as his face turned red, he quickly covered his face with his hands.
you noticed and smiled at him, grabbing his hands and admiring his shy state. “don’t be shy, baby. you’re doing so good.” the sound that left mike’s mouth was unexpectedly loud, your eyebrows raised out of habit.
mike swallowed a big gulp of air as you realized his panic. “you like that? huh baby?” your words sent him into orbit as your hand sped up. mike moaned loudly, quickly shutting his mouth in attempt to stop his lovely sounds, however they didn’t stop, they just muffled.
“aww, you’re so pretty, mike.” those words made him squirm and struggle, his head fell back and you could tell he was close to cumming.
“you gonna cum, honey? yeah?” you taunted.
“yeah. hell yes.” mike responded, out of breath.
mike secretly loved you being in control of him, and if that meant taking punishments and cumming many times in a row, he would happily do it.
#velvrei mike schmidt#smut imagine#velvrei#trending#smut#writing#velvrei smut#mike schmidt#mike schmidt smut#fnaf smut#mike smut#mike schmidt fluff#mike schmidt x you#mike schmidt x reader#josh hutcherson smut#josh hutcherson hot#josh hutcherson
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disgusting. i can see his college education isn’t doing any good.
edit: brett gelman loves to say israel has a right to exist.
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face sitting with sub!mike schmidt pls! ur a doll i love you 💋
yk it baby this idea had me drooling
this man is a pussy eater. he loves the taste of you, loves the experience, loves the feeling of your legs wrapped around his face.
at first you were skeptical of the idea of sitting on his face, what if he couldn’t breath? so you brought up the idea to mike, and unexpectedly, you found out mike was all for the idea. he even seemed a little overly excited.
after you told mike about the idea he’d been fantasizing. every night before he went to bed, and then again every morning before work. this man, was ready.
when you finally tried it, he was in heaven. he whimpered and whined as you were sat on top of him, hands gripping the headboard as he sucked and licked and made the most naughty sounds you’d ever heard.
his lips wrapped around your clit, he sucked, kissed, gently nibbled, anything to make you moan louder than the one before. your sounds filled the room and his strong arms tightened around your clenched thighs, your body moved and suddenly your clit sat on his nose, he couldn’t breath but he also didn’t care.
you, being satisfied, was all that mattered to him. even though he was about to cum in his pants.
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i just need the messiest makeout session with sub! mike schmidt.
oh my god yes.
you were sat on his couch, on top of him. abby at her friends house so you two finally had alone time to yourself. his hands roamed your body, soft and gentle on your sharp goosebump covered skin. a moan slipped past his lips, unable to contain himself as your lips moved against his.
everything about this moment was perfect, mike needed his stress relieved due to his new night job. and boy did he love to take his stress out on you.
mike’s body was warm, hot even, your simple touch either had him sweating or in shivers. your hips slowly began to roll against his, he felt the sensation and guided you with his hands held at your hips, smiling into the kiss as he heard your faint sounds.
“you’re so pretty,” he mumbled after pulling away, he gave you no time to respond as he smashed his lips back onto yours. your hands roamed through his hair, slightly tugging earning a moan on his part.
mike loved kissing you, if anything, it made him so hard to the point where he craved you, and needed you, just some part. he needed you in a way that was considered concerning to some people. but your kisses had a huge affect on him to the point where he physically could not control himself.
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mike schmidt blurb masterlist :) ︎
❦ = smut, ☼ = suggestive, ✿ = fluff, ⚘ = sad
phone sex w/ mike ❦︎
messy make out w/ mike ☼
face sitting with sub! mike ❦︎
dom! mike subbing for first time ❦︎
mike when he’s jealous ❦︎
mike talking you through first blowjob ❦︎
sub! mike begging to be touched ☼
mike teasing you in public ☼
#mike schmidt smut#mike schmidt masterlist#velvrei masterlist#velvrei mike schmidt#fnaf smut#fnaf movie#mike schmidt x you
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omg i need to see a smut blurb with mike schmidt where he’s stuck at work so him and fem! reader try phone sex/dirty talk
omg yes. i love this.
the thought of mike, sat his desk, around 12am. it’s his usual work day except all night he’d been reminiscing the sexy times you’ve had together. and it ended up with mike, hard, palming himself through his jeans and quickly typing in your phone number.
when it went through, it was answered on the first ring. “mike?” your soft voice from the other side of the line made it unbearable and he had to release his dick from his pants otherwise he’d make a mess in his pants.
“fuck,” was all he could get out, “i’m sorry for the late call,” mike said; reaching for his wallet, “‘s just i’ve been thinking about you all night. i can’t sleep, can’t work, my minds focused on you.” such a confession sent you into a giggle, as you cleared your throat.
“that’s interesting, because i’m here right now, fingering myself to the thought of you.” mike’s head fell back and he sighed, letting a cuss word fall out before grabbing a polaroid picture of you from his wallet.
“you look so pretty in this picture, y/n.” he examined it, as if he hadn’t seen it already ten thousand times. it consisted of you, on your knees, with his cum all over your face. you were the nasty polaroid type of couple.
“you think so? i think mine is even prettier.” your photo was off mike, after he made a mess and came all over himself due to your hand. he was shirtless, and had cum all over his chest.
“mmm, fuck,” mike said, slowly stroking his dick, then speeding the pace, just as you would.
“you have no idea what you do to me, woman,” he spoke, letting his fingers tease and trail along his hard on, mimicking how you would do it if you were sat before his desk, ready to suck him off.
mike was a rambler, “when i get home, it’s fucking over for you, honey.” he sped up his strokes and his head fell back, eager to reach his climax, as he was almost there.
“yeah? you gonna fuck me so hard? til i can’t walk? i’ll be waiting.” mike loved how dirty your talk could get, that wasn’t even the worst of it.
your fingers slipped in and out of you and mike could hear the wetness and it drove him to his climax. “fuck, fuck, baby, please,” he whined out, his submissive side showing as his cum splurged all over his jeans, and partly on his stomach, catching his breath with little pants and letting a huge smile form his face.
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Imagine Mike and reader are fighting the reader leaves which xause mike to start to loose his mind but Abby makes it her mission to get mike and reader back together.
this was originally a blurb but it got too long so i made it a fic!!
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jokes aren’t funny
pairing : mike schmidt x reader
summary : mike and reader are in a relationship & they get into a fight and later into a rough patch. abby makes it her mission to get them back to being happy together.
warnings : fluff, slight angst (little sad parts), swearing
word count : 1k+
story under cut to avoid long scrolling!
you and abby were very alike. the two of you had similar thought processes, the same imaginary friends, you both liked to dance, that’s why it was perfect for her when you and mike started dating. she finally felt like someone understood her in a way only girls could.
so, you and abby formed a friendship. you’d play together, you’d babysit her while mike was at work, and it was going great. up until mike’s work schedule started to affect his mood and the time both of you spent together. him taking the nightshift made it difficult for you to spend any time together.
so, one day when mike came home, and abby was supposed to be sleeping, you had a talk to him about it. that talk, however, quickly turned into an argument.
“i don’t understand what the problem is?” mike reasoned, louder than intended. when his volume increased, so did yours, and now you both were practically screaming at each other, which was the first time you’d ever done so.
you sighed and rolled your eyes, “because you’re not trying to understand? maybe if you looked from my perspective you’d realize how horrible it is for me to talk to your little sister more than i talk to you! i love abby dearly but i need quality time with you too, mike! i’m your girlfriend!”
mike rolled his eyes, trying to keep them open sense he had no sleep for the past 20 hours and was extremely grumpy.
“i’m sure you can survive without seeing me, y/n! i know i can. i don’t need to see you everyday to function properly!” mike said, somewhat shouting then dramatically letting his head fall onto the dinning room table.
“am i just some kind of joke to you, mike?” you asked, your eyes starting to fill with tears. it didn’t matter that you were about to start your period, you still felt betrayed and felt like mike didn’t care about you as much as you did for him.
“now where the hell did you get that from?” mike shouted, “i never said that!” his voice was filled with anger and your words couldn’t help but grow his annoyance.
“that’s what it feels like, that’s what you’re implying.” you said, before grabbing your coat off the couch. “let me know when you’re ready to treat me like your girlfriend. until then, i don’t know if i can be anymore.” your last words made him stand, as you left and slammed the door behind you.
mike swore loudly and sunk onto the couch, rubbing his hair with his hands in a stressed manner, not noticing the little girl peaking around the door frame of her room. “mike?” he heard her little voice and broke down into tears.
“what?” he said, mid sob, not wanting her to see him the way he was. abby walked out from her room, wrapped up in one of her blankets. she walked over to mike, unwrapped it, and placed it over him.
“where did y/n just go?” she asked, “and why were you guys yelling like mom and dad?” those words made him break down, he started sobbing, and it made him realize that he wouldn’t lose you that easily. he physically couldn’t.
abby could tell he didn’t want to lose you that easily, so she helped him come up with a plan. until that plan was executed, however, mike couldn’t sleep for days, and when he did, his dreams were all about you. marrying you,
it had been about 4 days after your arguments. no contact, no texts on your part. however, mike wasn’t expecting otherwise, because of your last words you said to him, so he had to make the move, the ball was in his court.
so, with abby at his side, he texted you.
y/n, i’m so sorry for everything. can you come over so we can talk in person?
and so you came over, and he apologized to you. and said that his job at the nightshift was over, because he chose you, over his job. and the fact that the building collapsed but that takes away the sentimental value.
and abby was happy, because she was able to help get the both of you together.
#mike schmidt x you#mike schmidt x reader#mike schmidt fluff#fnaf fluff#abby fnaf#five nights at freddy's#velvrei#trending#writing
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If you’re still taking requests for Chad meeks-Martin, what about him ripping the fem reader’s lingerie during sexy times, and then being all apologetic about it? Lol
omg this makes me giggle just thinking about it.
thinking about chad’s reaction to seeing you in his favorite lingerie. chad came straight from his dorm, from your text; pls come over asap.
after that chad ran over and was met with the sight of you sprawled on your bed, teasing yourself with your vibrating toy.
chad couldn’t help but help you out, shutting the door behind him and joining you in your bed.
he smiled and ran his hands along your thighs, shutting off the vibrator. “you don’t need this anymore. you know my fingers are better.”
you giggled at his words and allowed him to move your lingers to reveal your aching core, however what you didn’t expect was him to rip it at the seams and completely split open the bottom half of your sexy outfit.
chad gasped, scaring himself, “oh, shit! sorry,” he said with a laugh and wrapped his strong arms around your thighs. “i’ll buy you new ones, don’t worry, honey.”
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hello lovely people! my inbox is being weird and has deleted some past requests, so if you’ve requested and haven’t gotten it done yet please send it again, because I can’t keep track of them cause most have disappeared, thank you!! sorry for the inconvenience 💗
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HI OMG! so i started reading your fics about a month ago and im literally so in love with them, you write so wonderfully i get so fucking excited everytime you post, sometimes i just say to myself whenever i get a notif on tumblr “if its not velvrei then idc” like i might sound weird but i swear i just love your writings so much 💗💗
OH MY GOD this is the sweetest thing ever. these are the kind of things that keep me motivated to write, thank you bc I was in need of motivation. u are so kind and this is literally exactly my favorite thing to hear so thank you love💋💋
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hey love, i saw you opened your requests to josh hutcherson characters and yk i couldn’t miss out bc your submissive men writing is top tier👀 can i have a sub mike schmidt smut where maybe reader is the babysitter and she seduces mike and he’s all submissive & stuff? thank you pookie 🤭
y’all know i couldn’t resist a good submissive josh hutcherson fic! he’s just so whiny how can i not? i couldn’t decide whether or not i wanted this to be a blurb or fic so here’s a fic!
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devotion
pairing : mike schmidt x reader
summary : reader is abby’s babysitter and has been crushing on him sense she gained the job and one morning after mike’s night shift she decides to finally make her move.
warnings : smut, sub!mike, seduction, whining, begging, use of “good boy”, dry humping, he cums in his pants, unedited work
word count : 2k +
nsfw below the cut
⟡ the last thing mike expected after a long night at work was to come home and see you on the couch, eyes wide open.
typically, his arrival entailed tucking you in with a blanket since abby’s bedtime routine was too much for you to bear, but now, you were awake.
there you sat, legs crossed, blanket shoved to the side as if you'd gotten hot from sitting there for hours. you stared at the television, running your fingernail along your bottom lip, as the sexual scene on the television satisfied your carnal desires.
he walked inside and kicked his shoes off by the side of the door, watching closely and asking no questions.
“morning y/n,” his tone was low and sultry, “how was abby?” he asked, a question he never really asked because you were usually fast asleep.
“fine, sleeping like a baby.” you simply answered, still staring closely at the television in front of you.
mike watched your eyes and what you were so invested in. he watched, as the woman’s legs were pinned in the air as her boyfriend pounded heavily into her aching cunt. he swallowed and shook his head, rid of all his naughty thoughts.
“you want some?” he quietly whisper-shouted from the kitchen, his back turned as he rambled through his cupboards. you figured he was making tea, which was a routine he built every morning sense he gained his gracious job.
you didn’t answer, instead ridding your soft slippers on the floor and silently standing up, walking over to him.
when he felt your presence his heart quickened, trying his best to ignore your soft steps, and eventually the feeling of your front against his back.
“no thank you, mike.” you spoke, lowly. the breath on his neck made him turn his head and realize how close you were. he gulped slowly, little sweat droplets started to appear all over his body, shifting his weight to his right foot and beginning go bite on his bottom lip.
“i-“ he went to speak, but you stopped him, pressing a finger to his lips. “mike,” you said, this time, she's more enticing. he noticed you talked low and sexy, and it made his pants tighten just by saying his name.
“yes, y/n?” he said, his tone was high-pitched, almost crackly, and you couldn't help but find it endearing.
you placed a hand on his shoulder, lightly trailing down his arm, then back up, quickly cupping his cheek and forcing his body to turn and look at you.
“i see the way you look at me, mike.”
your words sent him into shivers, as if he had been charged guilty with manslaughter, but instead the only crime was the look his eyes sent yours.
“i don’t know what you’re talking about,” you could tell he was beginning to stress, his breathing quickening it’s pace and he felt as if his knees were going to buckle. he broke eye contact and looked at anything else around.
you traced your fingers down his body carefully, beginning at his shoulder and ending at his v-line. he shivered, and let out a few pathetic breaths.
“i- i- y/n.” he said, a little sternly this time, but you could see through the look in his eyes he was holding himself back. he was holding himself back from touching you how he so deeply wanted to.
“do you want me to stop?” your question was intentional, “is that what you’re saying? cause i will-” you went to move your hand away, but his hand quickly found yours and held it in place.
his grip on your wrist was firm, but not in a domineering way, as if he needed you to keep teasing him in order to remain alive.
“do not stop,” his tone came out more demanding than expected, so he followed it up with, “please. i need you. so bad.” his whine made your smile grow intensely.
he watches the development of your emotions and can't help but be turned on; the prospect of you overpowering him leaves his pants tighter than they were when he walked inside the house.
“do you?” your rhetorical question made a fire start inside of him. he sighed and his head fell to your chest, as if his knees had given out and his only resort of not falling to the floor was your body, that appeared curvier than he remembered.
“please, please,” his whines were highly pitched, “i promise i’ll be a good boy. just for you.” his words made your smile glisten, “i’ve been thinking about you, so bad. and i need you, so so bad,” his confession made your heart flutter and you couldn’t help but smile at how cute he was acting, “so bad?” you mocked him, earning a quiet moan on his part, “yes.”
the more he vocalized his feelings the more your body heated. you smiled and ran a hand through his hair, watching his eyes flutter slightly and you wondered where this mike came from and why you hadn’t met him sooner?
you smiled and held your hand out, which he eagerly accepted and he followed you to the couch.
you smiled before shoving him into the sofa, he was obviously enjoying your aggression and control over him by the way he smiled at your push.
his hazel eyes looked up at you as if he was practically daring you to do something, to make the first move that he had been so scared to do.
you carefully straddled his lap, he let out an unknown breath of air as your hands roamed all along his body. your face slowly got closer to his, you cupped his cheek and brought your lips so they were only a few inches from his.
“you want me to help you out, mike?” the use of his name drove him crazy, just reminded him that he was all yours and he was the one that got to be controlled by you at that moment.
he began nodding, eagerly. “yes, please,” his beg was highly pitched and you couldn’t help but smile at how pathetic he sounded.
after a second of silence, your eyes stood deep into his, watching as his eyes closed to break eye contact. you smiled at the power you had over him and smashed your lips to his, using the back of his head for leverage.
your hips started to rut against his. it took everything in him not to squirm and beg faster like a pathetic one, instead he just moaned into your mouth and let you control the situation.
your fingers entangled in his gorgeous hair and he moaned as you tugged. “feels so good,” he whined in between kisses, the sensation of lust clouding his brain and blocking all other thoughts.
your hips moving forced his jeans to hit the right spot on his tip and left him a shivering, whining mess that just wanted to be touched by the powerful woman above him.
your hips dragging across his throbbing dick was just one feeling, the kissing, your hand in his hair while the other roamed his body, he felt so overstimulated and if it wasn’t for your lips on his he’d be a whimpering mess.
your fingers left his hair and both of your hands found their way to his shirt, starting to unbutton it. mike’s hands softly ran along your back, and to your ass, and to your thighs. he was trying to be respectful but as soon as your lips touched his he was no longer the same mike.
“your thighs,” he whimpered quietly, as you both took a breath of air from the kiss, “mm, oh, they’re perfect. you’re just so fucking perfect.”
his praises made you smile, he was cute, and honestly his words made you turned on if anything because of how whiny he got when he was pussy thirsty. you stuck a hand inbetween both of your bodies and slowly palmed his throbbing cock through his jeans, which made his moans progress.
his sounds were becoming louder, which began to worry you remembering that abby was still close, in the other room sleeping. you listened to the last few moans before shoving a hand over his mouth.
his eyes widened at your actions and you quickly felt a wet spot form at his jeans, which meant he was cumming at your sudden act of dominance. his legs shook a little, he hadn’t even came as hard as he just did with you.
after he finally came down from his high, you removed your hand and placed another aggressive kiss to his lips. when you pulled away, mike looked as if he was a virgin who just got a blowjob for the first time.
his eyes were low, and you could tell he was tired and that took the rest of the energy that he had and put it into you.
“hi, handsome,” you spoke, slowly getting up from his lap and kissing his forehead. you walked over to the kitchen, “i’ll finish making your tea for you, and get you some more bottoms then i have to head back home.” you sighed and grabbed him a pair of bottoms from his bedroom.
mike couldn’t help but watch in awe as a woman a few years younger than him, took care of him?
you came back with a mug full of green tea and a comfortable pair of pajama pants, smiling as he stayed in the same place he was when he came.
his big hazel eyes practically giggled at you, alluring you in for another kiss on his lips. “why are you taking care of me?”
“because you need it, love, you work hard.” you said with a little smile, grabbing the blanket from the back of the couch and draping it over his muscular frame.
there was just something about you, something that had him hooked and feeling horny whenever he saw you he knew it wouldn’t end well for him.
“now get some rest, i’ll text you later okay?” and with a wink and a grin; you were gone.
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getting into a heated argument w chad (perhaps about another girl trying to make a move on chad, but he’s a bit dumb and didn’t notice), so the reader is yelling, and it’s quite hot. eventually, chad stops replying and just stands there w his mouth open, and it ends w smut 🫶🏽 (sub! chad pls)
omg this is my favorite request so far. my apologies for the extremely long wait, school & sports have been keeping me extremely busy!
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my cowboy
pairing : chad meeks martin x reader
summary : at the party, girls are flirting with chad & he’s so naive he doesn’t realize that he does it back. you point that out to him, and teach him a very aggressive lesson.
warnings : REALLY sub!chad, smut, little angst, reader handcuffs and blindfolds chad 🫣 use of mommy, mentions of slapping, finger sucking, chad has a degradation kink, argument scene, chad worshipping reader, dumb chad tbh, unprotected sex (wrap ur willy dawg), slight pda
word count : 6k+
authors note : lowercase intended, inspired by the scene of kirsten durst choking and domming her man in the show “on becoming a god in central florida”. (it was so hot so i had to write a fic inspired by it)
nsfw under the cut
the weekly parties at blackmore university were one of the wonderful benefits of being a college freshman. you weren’t new to parties, but as a freshman you were newly introduced and instantly gained interest.
loud music was playing, and you could smell alcohol and perspiration in the air. normally, you would have felt repulsed by it and cringed. but you were preoccupied with seeing what was happening in front of you.
chad, your boyfriend, was talking to one of the girls that cheered for his football team. the girl seemed to be getting a little touchy, her hand on his bicep.
“easy there, tiger.” mindy from your right spoke, watching your anger remain the same as you paid no attention to her. “your spilling your drink over there.” anika added, taking the drink from your hand and pouring it out into the sink near you, “she’s not even listening to me.” she mumbled. warning a cackle from mindy.
you watched as chad smiled and looked around. you, being petty, turned your head toward mindy so he couldn’t find you. if he wanted to flirt with other girls, he can’t just come find you as a backup after. you knew that wasn’t actually how he was thinking, he was probably unaware and searching for you, but you didn’t care.
mindy rolled her eyes at you and threw away your smashed drinking cup, turning to you and looking you directly in the eye. she waved a hand over your face, “earth to y/n.”
you finally snapped out of your angry trance and looked at her, slightly. “what?” anika laughed and wrapped her arm around mindy, who’s as slightly tipsy. “why are you about to start rage crying?”
you shook your head, trying to forget all the hateful feelings you'd just gotten toward the cheerleader who obviously knew you and chad were together. you and chad literally had matching costumes, for god sake. however, his was just a little sluttier than yours. part of you wanted to be petty and change that. a deftones song started playing, you took that as your sign to go cause some chaos.
you turned to the two girls, giving them a small thank you. they both shared a confused laugh and watched you run away and out of the room.
you quickly went to your dorm, which was only down the hallway, and looked through your closet. you smiled when you found the top your roommate, tara had given you.
you smiled and took off your tank top that once fully covered your body, now replacing it with the skimpy top from tara.
chad hadn’t seen your costume on you yet, let alone you. you showed him the costume itself, but not on you, so he was in for a little surprise after your change due to your pettiness.
your skimpy top from tara consisted of cloth the length of your bra, practically a bikini top, as it tied around your back and purposefully showed your cleavage. you decided to keep your tiny midi skirt on, cuffing it up a bit and looking at yourself in the mirror.
you smiled at yourself before taking a mirror selfie, grabbing your phone and exiting the room, feeling much more confident than you did before. it was fun being petty.
you made your way down the hall and back into the party room, feeling in your element as you saw a table with multiple alcohol bottles. you grabbed two full, unopened bottles of liquor and brought them to where your friends were.
around you was tara, mindy, anika, wes, ethan, quinn, and some other people you didn't know the names of. chad was no where to be seen.
you tried not to let that bother you, as you approached, earning loud whistles and howls from your group of friends.
"oh my god, who are you?" tara asked with a huge smile, covering her mouth, pretending to be in shock. you shrugged and smiled, hearing the music and starting to dance, moving your hips from side to side.
you set both of the bottles down onto the table and looked at your friends, using your finger to decided which friend you wanted. you started swaying and looked at all of them, "someone get the fuck up and come dance with me!"
tara was the first to stand up, her bandana on her head slightly falling, making anika and mindy giggle to each other.
mindy mumbled to anika, "watch, when chad comes back he's gonna see them twerking on the dance floor." she said, jokingly as she watched the two girls start swaying their hips and grinding on each other to waka flocka flame.
anika turned to her girlfriend, "ten bucks they have angry sex tonight." holding her hand out, she watched as mindy's expression changed to sour.
mindy's eyes widened and she turned to to anika, "ew, anika, i don't wanna think about my twin brother angrily banging his girlfriend!" mindy stopped and rolled her eyes, putting her hand to anika's, "deal."
meanwhile, you and tara were grinding on each other on the dance floor, not taking notice of anybody around you, until tara spotted a certain cowboy from the corner of her eye.
she stopped, and tapped your shoulder, music too loud to hear her words so she brought her hand and lips to your ear, “chad’s eyeing you, on your right.” she whispered somewhat discreetly, and you waited a second and caught a glimpse of your right.
you noticed chad’s usually happy, handsome expression, but watching as it fell, and his adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed his spit. his gulp was hard to miss and you continued watching his eyes as they skimmed down your body. his eye twitched, almost making you giggle. he was basically eye-fucking you.
he didn’t even notice your gaze until he snapped out of his trance, looking at you with wide eyes. however, you did nothing about it. just smiled and blew him a kiss. you didn’t even see what he did after that because you went back for dancing with tara.
but, boy, did you have a hold on him.
the rest of the hour you didn’t even bat an eye at chad, no matter how many countless times he tried getting your attention, you ignored it.
now, you were sat on a couch, surrounded by your friend group discussing what ever the hell came to mind.
chad, on the other hand, was no where to be seen. you obviously cared for him, but in that moment you let your petty wife take over and would figure out where he went, later.
“this party is kinda boring, let’s amp it up a little bit. tara, truth or dare, girl?” mindy, who was half drunk, spoke, her words slurring together as anika laughed at her side.
tara placed her head in her hands, pretending to think for a minute before answering, “dare, duh.”
mindy and anima turned to each other and discussed for a second, as if they didn’t already have a dare in mind.
“i,” mindy started, but anika interrupted, “not her, we,” mindy rolled her eyes and corrected herself, purposely over exaggerating it, “WE, dare you to make out with ethan.”
you couldn’t help but laugh as you watched the brunette boy’s eyes widen, like a deer in headlights who was just taken aback. ethan swallowed hard, looking at tara, who was eyeing him like a snack she wanted to devour.
the situation made you laugh, as tara stood up and walked over to ethan. mindy and anika shared looks, as tara bent down to whisper into ethan’s ear. everyone watched carefully, and with a nod of ethan’s head, tara smashed her lips onto his and straddled him.
mindy gasped, watching the two horny teens brawl it out with their tongues, “holy shit! i was not expecting that!”
everyone howled and cheered, laughing along. you couldn’t help but cheer and laugh too, your best friend was making out with your boyfriends best friend.
speaking of your boyfriend, where was he?
you removed your eyes from the two horny teens and searched around the room, looking for the gorgeous man you call yours, but he was no where to be seen. you checked your phone, no text messages from him either.
you tried to think nothing of it, but your mind kept slipping every little while as the truth or dare game continued.
after a painful two minutes of tara and ethan’s kiss, tara hopped off of him, wiping her mouth. you giggled when you saw ethan’s mouth area smeared with shiny, sparkly lip gloss.
tara sat back in her seat next to you like nothing happened. she turned to anika, “anika, truth or dare.”
anika laughed, “after seeing all that i’m saying truth.”
mindy gasped, placing her hand on her heart, pretending to be offended. “you don’t wanna aggressively make out with me as a dare?” she spoke quickly.
she looked at her girlfriend as if she had betrayed her. anika couldn’t help but laugh even more, “we can do that any other time, my love.”
tara cleared her throat before questioning the couple. “kiss marry kill, this group right here, plus chad, not including mindy.” your lips pursed at the mentions of chad, watching as anika’s shot you a look and her face changed.
“not my twin!” mindy whined. anika rolled her eyes and thought for a moment.
“well, i’ll start off with y/n,” mindy’s mouth fell open as if she wasn’t expecting that, anika began explaining herself, “she knows how to deal with a meeks-martin twin and that takes some serious commitment, so, i’d marry her.”
mindy rolled her eyes as anika continued speaking, “kiss wes,” as soon as those words left anika’s mouth mindy gasped. “what?!”
anika giggled and continued, “i’ve seen how wes treats his girlfriend, very gentlemanly. i respect that.” anika’s words made wes smile shyly from the corner.
“aaaand, i’d kill ethan. no reasoning really i just know him the least out of everybody, no hard feelings, kid.” ethan shrugged.
ethan had no clue what anika had just said but he still nodded. poor boy was still replaying his kiss with tara in his tipsy mind.
anika smiled and started looking at her potential candidates for the question she was about to ask, but then noticed an absence. “where’s chad?”
anika looked at you, which you shrugged. “i haven’t really talked to him sense i came back, matter of fact i haven’t really spoke to him at all, tonight.”
anika’s eyebrows raised, but she stopped and her face changed, from a confused frown to a sneaky smirk. “i see what’s going on here.”
you, had no idea what the fuck she was talking about. “what are you talking about, anika?”anika and mindy shared a sneaky look as anika continued her words.
“you saw chad talking to a girl and got jealous, then went and changed into something,” anika used to her hand to gesture to your new outfit, “obviously sexier, chad saw you, and now he’s is no where to be seen? i know what’s going on, here, missy.” anika spoke like a fourty year old mother.
you were still confused as ever, so mindy rolled her eyes and stepped in, literally, she almost fell over.
“chad’s probably either off trying to make you jealous, or he thought you looked to hot in that costume and couldn’t contain his sexual urges.”
mindy gagged at her own sentence, “i’m never speaking about my brother like that again.” she mumbled under her breath, earning a slap in the shoulder from anika, to which mindy whined at.
your mouth fell open and you laughed, “i-“ you went to speak but didn’t really know what you wanted to say.
“i- i don’t know?” you said with a laugh, watching anika and mindy as they smirked at each other, “i should probably go find him, though, i’m worried, he’s not answering my texts.”
they nodded as you stood, slipping your phone back into your purse. the group blew you kisses goodbye and you left the living room in search of your boyfriend.
you went into the kitchen, looking for chad but finding some juice boxes in mindy and anika’s fridge instead and snatching one for yourself.
you struggled to punch the straw through the hole, and heard a laugh from behind you.
your turned and saw this guy from your econ class, dressed as what looked like a witch, walking up to you and putting his hands out. “ do you need help with that?”
his british accent was faint, you didn’t remember him having one, let alone him in general, but you asked no further questions. “sure, thank you.”
the guy opened the juice box using the straw with ease, and smiled down at you as he handed it back.
“i’m foster, by the way,” he spoke, smiling.
it was almost as if his teeth had that toothpaste commercial shine and you couldn’t help but notice how white and perfect his teeth were.
he put out his hand, and after a few seconds of debating you shook it, giving him an awkward smiling before looking around you.
“foster it was nice speaking to you, but i really need to find my boyfriend,” you said, emphasizing the word boyfriend and watching as his face changed.
he threw his hands up as a defensive, “oh, i’m sorry, please resume whatever you were doing, my lady,” he noticed the weird look you gave him and went to explain himself.
“sorry if i’m coming strong, i’m like really gay, and kind of drunk.”
tou laughed at that and tapped his shoulder when you spotted a certain buff cowboy over his shoulder across the room. “no problem foster, it was nice speaking to you, i’ll see you in class, tomorrow.”
and with that you said no other words to the witch, walking over to your boyfriend.
however, you stopped about halfway, noticing a drink in his hand, and a short, pretty blonde girl in front of him.
she was laughing at something he said. you rolled your eyes, knowing damn well your boyfriend wasn’t that funny.
you set your juice box down on the counter and walked over to the two. your boyfriend noticed as you got closer but the girl purposely paid no attention to you.
chad saw you and his face lit up, "hi y/n!" he spoke lightly, almost innocently, as if he had no clue in the world what that girl wanted from him.
you grabbed his hand and turned to the blonde cheerleader in front of him, shooting her the dirtiest look you could gather, "if you excuse me, sweetie, my boyfriend and i are gonna go have sex, now, so," you spat.
you watched as her face changed to a disgusted, but annoyed look. you shooed her along before dragging chad up the stairs.
chad started questioning you as you practically yanked him.
"baby, what's wrong?"
"hello?"
"y/n, are you okay?"
"where are you taking me?"
"why were you so mean to her?"
that last question really bursted your little bubble of anger, as you brought him inside a clean, empty room and slammed the door behind the both of you. you turned to him, jaw clenched, and your eyes heavy. not from tiredness, but from anger. you didn't even know that was possible.
“you’re really going to ask that right now?”
your words sent chad into a regretful trance, trying desperately to figure out what could be so wrong with him talking to another girl, let alone a stereotypical beauty queen.
there was no way he was that naive to not know how bad that girl wanted him, how badly she craved to be in your spot. but she couldn’t, you would never let that happen. and until today you always thought chad would fight the girls off. he was either extremely stupid, or just wanted a good rise out of you.
“i guess?” chad’s tone broke due to his obvious voice crack. however, he cleared his throat and repeated himself more confidently. “i guess.”
you couldn’t help but roll your eyes, the frustration building up in your body as your mind replayed the scene over and over again. she was touching his arm, laughing at all his stupid, unfunny jokes. looking at him the same way you did when he first dropped to his knees for you.
“you guess? what the fuck does that even mean?” chad’s eyes widened and his face filled with anger, matching your expression.
“it means that i didn’t know what the hell she wanted! not every girl has bad intentions! maybe she just wanted a friend!”
you watched as he spoke, his eyes changing, his hands flailing as a shivered from his own words. chad could’ve spotted your anger from a mile away if he really chose to focus on it, but he didn’t. and that was the problem.
he wasn’t as naive and stupid as you claimed for him to be, he just didn’t take the time to realize what was wrong and how it could’ve affected you.
but he still was a little dumb, especially when it came to other girls.
“she wanted you the same way i do, chad, you’re fucking stupid if you can’t see that!”
it wasn’t your intention to get so vile with your words, practically shouting them in his face, while all he could do was watch.
chad’s jaw clenched, and he swallowed thickly. “i am not stupid.” he spat through his teeth, his words slightly muffled.
your heavy breathing started to slow down as you closed your eyes and turned around, placing two of your hands on your head in attempt to control your anger. you swallowed, your pants now simple breaths.
to him, your eyes felt like newly sharpened daggers, his eyes watched your movements carefully, trying not to get cut.
he didn’t move a muscle, eyes tracing you as you slowly, turned back around, eyes meeting his and he could see the real amount of anger displayed on your usual timid face.
“if you’re not stupid,” you started, speaking slower than before but with the same amount of anger. “how couldn’t you tell that girl wanted you?”
before you continued, you laughed a little.
it wasn’t a joyful one, it was a feeling or betrayal. overall the situation wasn’t that serious, but you felt as if he was disobeying you, disrespecting you, in any way he could just to get into your pants.
chad kept up with his defense from before, “she doesn’t want me, y/n.” his words were firm, possible to send the feeling of daggers straight through your heart.
you sighed, a frustrated smile appearing on your face. you began laughing, not too much, but slightly. chad watched as your maniac behavior continued, his eyes following your limp body as you almost curled into a ball, wanting for him to just understand but he was to naive to be able.
“whatever, chad.”
was all you said. he felt his heart hurt a little. he wish he could’ve went back and tried to be more understanding, but what was said was already out and processed, so he could do nothing but try to fix it. you sat down onto the empty bed, head in your hands as you took deep breaths to try and contain your anger from bursting out.
he cleared his throat. “don’t whatever, me.” was all he said. his voice still babbling with anger; he hadn’t taken the time to contain it like you were attempting.
he watched as you stayed there, not moving, so he spoke again. “i said,” he spoke, louder than last time. “don’t whatever, me.” in any other moment you would’ve been laughing at his stupid use of grammar, but at this moment, you were more focused on his tone, and how he was talking to you.
you stood up quickly and walked toward him, standing up for yourself as you were only a foot away from him.
“chad, i’ll whatever whoever the hell i want! apparently it doesn’t matter to you, what if i was out there flirting with some white boy? wouldn’t make you feel the best would it?” the shouting apparently wasn’t over, you shouted that whole statement. chad’s jaw clenched once more.
“no, i guess i wouldn’t but i wouldn’t be mad at you cause of it! it wouldn’t be your fault!” he yelled, defending himself.
your eyes practically rolled themselves, “yes it would be! because i would be letting him think that he has a chance! if i really loved you, i would walk the fuck away, and try to find you! that’s exactly what i would do! and i did!”
chad’s face was angry until the last part of your sentence. his face filled with jealous, he asked, “what?!”
you sighed, and threw your hands up, “this guy was talking to me! i showed no interest in him and walked. the fuck. away. it’s not that difficult if you’re really invested in someone else, chad!”
his jaw clenched even tighter, blowing aggressive air out of his nostrils as he just stared you down. he watched, debating what to say, as if he was trying to hold himself back from saying something he’d regret.
“you don’t always have to be such a bitch.”
those words sent you over the edge, you lunged forward and slapped his face, hard. it was unintentional, the slap just kind of happened. you realized what you did after and your eyes widened, but then remembered what he said, and anger and guilt washed over your gorgeous face.
chad’s cowboy hat fell off of his head and to his back, the tiny string holding on to his neck as chad traced the slightly red finger prints with his fingers.
chad blew out some air, through his nose and his clenched teeth, as he watched you again, thinking of what to say next.
“that cheerleader wouldn’t have slapped me.”
you examined his face carefully, looking deep into his eyes, seeing lust now overtaking his anger. you swallowed and slapped his face again, this time, lighter but still firmly, and on the other side.
you watched a rush of excitement rush through his eyes, he almost smiled after you slapped him. his mouth fell open and he rubbed his red cheek, he was almost in awe. he didn’t even have to say more, you lightly tapped his cheek again.
chad sucked in a quick breath. you couldn’t help but smile, watching as his face looked desperate as ever.
chad went to speak again but you grabbed him by his throat, bringing him closer to you, and making him crouch down so his head was now slightly below yours.
his eyes looked up at you submissively, longing for more of your touch and you couldn’t help but watch, and almost laugh at how pathetic and cute he looked at the same time. chad swallowed, adam’s apple bobbing, tickling your hand.
the way your eyes shot down at him almost made him cum right there. you looked gorgeous, especially when your mind filled with thoughts of dominating him until he can’t take it anymore.
he almost whimpered, as you brought him to his knees, and he immediately broke when you let go of his neck.
“please,” he spoke, quietly, as if he was embarrassed of the position he was in. you lightly stroked his hair before yanking it back, so he looked up at you.
you cleared your throat, “please, what? speak louder.”
your mean tone turned him on even more, he felt his stomach flutter full with butterflies. chad whined once more. you let free of your grip on his hair and his body collapsed to the ground. his hands on the floor, as if he was praising you, he avoided eye contact and started rambling little words.
“please, m- mommy, i’m sorry, i’m so so sorry, for everything i said, how can i- how can i make it up to you? i- i’ll do anything, please,”
you listened to his words carefully, hearing his voice cracks that made it more pathetic, making it more genuine.
you swallowed hard, it was kind of difficult to stay composed when your big, buff, 6’3, boyfriend was on his knees begging for your forgiveness. he was so submissive when he wanted to be, and you loved it.
“come on, baby, on the bed, i’ll help you out.”
his pulse skipped a beat when your hands touched his chest, and he immediately stood up after hearing your words. he sat on the bed as you drew nearer to him, his eyes following you. he exhaled deeply as you passionately kissed his soft lips.
after looking in chad's eyes for any signs of pain as you withdrew, to which you found none, you placed your lips against his once more.
chad sighed into the kiss, his ferocious cravings finally sated, and he felt himself growing more and more horny by the second just from the sensation of your lips on his.
he wanted you, bad.
he couldn’t help but whimper as your hands continually roamed down his muscular frame, fingernails trailing his abs making him squirm, and moan into your mouth, your lips disconnected and he sweared under his breath, trying not to loose it at the thought of you pleasing him.
“sense you said some mean things to mommy, mommy’s not gonna be nice tonight,” you spoke, watching his eyes widen as he slowly nodded.
your eyes darted to his, watching his face comfort into pure pleasure as your hands smoothly roamed down his body.
his mouth remained closed as he moaned, the comfortable sensation of your body warming his, he bit his lip and his head fell back onto the bed. you lifted your hips, noticing the small wet spot on his jeans, his belt rubbing against your clit and your body collapsed onto his.
“look who can’t handle themselves, now,” chad spat in between his moans, earning a hard slap to his face.
chad moaned loudly, digging the back of his head into the comforter, as you kept moving your hips across his. “that feel good, honey, yeah?” you purred, lowering your body heat to mix with his.
chad whimpered, roaming his hands along your body, to which you flinched. “nuh-uh-uh.” you said, grabbing his hands and pinning them above his head.
your hips started to slow, back arching as his belt “you’ve been a bad boy, chad, tonight, i’m punishing you.” you carefully grabbed his shirt, and yanked him closer to you, “that means, no touching me, no seeing me, no complaining. you got yourself into this.” you let go of his shirt and shoved him back on the bed.
you got off of his lap, walking over to the nightstand in the spare bedroom, chad’s eyes widened as you pulled out a pair blue fuzzy handcuffs, and a black handkerchief.
chad could practically imagine the thought, and he almost came there as you began to tie his hands to the bed.
“listen mommy, i’m so sorry-” he spoke, looking up at you, as you shut him up by shoving your pointer and middle fingers down his throat. “i don’t care if you’re sorry. what’s done is done, now stop complaining or it’ll just get worse for you, my love.”
you finished tying his hands to the bed, and slowly straddled his body again, slowly and purposefully reaching past him so your hips rubbed against his, chad moaned once again, bucking his hips as he became a mess underneath you.
“oh, fuck,” chad whispered as you blocked his vision and tied the cloth around his eyes. chad was a moaning and whimpering mess, he couldn’t form words as the thought of you having full control over him and his pleasure.
he flinched when he felt your cold hands trail down his chest, slowly roaming closer to his lower half as you stopped right before and fiddled with his belt.
you easily took it off, and tossed it across the room. your nails lightly trailed along his chest, sending shivers down his spine. you slowly unbuttoned his jeans, pulling them down in a teasingly slow manner.
“mommy, please,” he whined, bucking his hips. you pushed his hips right back down. “shut it, slut. you’re under my control tonight.”
chad moaned loudly and squirmed, “yes- yes i am. i’m sorry mommy, your touch just makes me so hard, i can’t handle it.”
you watched as his body trembled, drops of precum leaking through his boxers. he moaned and whined, unable to handle your teasing no matter how much he tried.
your nails grazed along his clothed dick, specifically the tip, watching as his mouth fall open as gasps and profanities spilled out.
he was so whiny.
“mmm, mommy, mommy, please. i’ll do anything for you to touch me, anything,” his words progressively got louder as you grabbed his dick, and squeezed.
“oh, fuck!” he shouted aggressively. you quickly smacked your hand over his mouth with your free hand.
on his end, it felt like time froze because he spilled a small loud into his boxers, moaning and panting into your hand, while the other was now pulsating his throbbing dick, drips of cum running down your finger.
“you must be desperate, huh?” you spoke, watching as he fell apart under your touch. he nodded, his worlds muffled. you
picked out a yes and gripped his dick harder.
his hips bucked and he whined, "oh yeah? oh yeah? you want it, chad? you want my hands pumping you?" chad physically trembled, nodding and continuing to moan louder in your hands.
you brought your hand from his mouth, eager to hear what he had to say.
“yes, mommy, i want it so bad!" you noticed his eyebrows furrowing, and you couldn't even see his eyes but you knew he had that desperate look under that cloth.
you slowly pulled down his boxers, letting them fall to his ankles before you got up and tossed them across the room. he was now fully naked, compared to you, who still had your tiny amount of clothing on.
you left his lap, and sat as his side watching as he trembled in his own from the loss of your touch on his soft skin. you watched his hips buck, he was non-verbally asking you to touch him.
you slowly trailed his thigh, watching his chest rise up and down, his pants turned to whines as he was unable to control himself anymore.
chad felt his eyes flutter shut when you grabbed his bare dick, squeezing it and giving no time before you began stroking him. he whimpered as you hand moved.
chad’s lower body went numb, the feeling of your hands on him after a long day of meaningful teasing he was still rock hard and had already came once.
chad soaked up every ounce of pleasure you gave him, and showed you love by the beautiful sounds he was making. you brought your lips to his ear, your left hand stroking him as your right grasped at the back of his neck.
“you’re doing so good, baby,” you whispered, to which he replied with an pornographic moan.
chad’s head fell against the backboard of the bed, squirming and feeling his hands squirm and flinch against the handcuffs.
the loss of his vision really turned him on, his sense were tingling, your whispers made it hard for him to last longer, and you took that to your advantage.
your left hand continued to stroke him up and down, his moans slowly going from deep toned to high pitched. his hands gnawed at the bedsheets, getting sent into a pre-orgasm trance as he started to see white in his vision.
“fuck, angel,” he moaned, his tone higher than normal, “keep doing that and i’m gonna cum so fucking hard.” he said, aggression on his profanity.
“mmm, yea? yea? you gonna cum? just for mommy? you gonna come right in mommy’s hand, make a big mess for me?” you taunted in his ear, kissing and nipping at his neck.
you knew exactly where his sweet spot was, you trailed a finger over it before going in and sucking it like you were a vampire thirsty for skin and blood.
chad began moving and moaning, his hips bucking as your speed around his throbbing cock quickened, his mouth fell open and he couldn’t help but squirm inside the handcuffs.
chad was about to speak but stopped and just moaned, over and over again, progressively getting louder.
the fire inside of him was burning and he was ready to let go, but he didn’t want to disobey his mommy again so he brought up the courage to form words for you.
“mommy momma mommas please, please let me cum. please, i’ll be so good, i’ve been so good, i’m so sorry, ill never speak to that girl again, momma please. i need it, i need you.” he rambled, and you just laughed at him.
“you’re fucking pathetic. you’ve been such a bad boy today, so be a good boy and cum for me, cum for me now or you’re not coming at all tonight.” your aggression in your words made chad almost scream, bucking his hips as his load spilled all over his chest, legs, and basically drenched your hand.
“atta boy,” you mumbled in his ear, earning a high pitched whimper. when he came down from his high, you removed your hand from his dick, and brought one of your fingers to his mouth. “open.”
chad’s eagerly opened his mouth and you shoved your fingers down his throat, his soft lips wrapped around them and he moaned as you spoke once more.
“you taste good, huh, honey?” you said, shoving your fingers to the back of his throat then removing them and wrapped them around his dick once more.
you continued to pump him up and down, watching as he physically became overstimulated and couldn’t function right or form any words to stop you. he could take it.
“yeah, come on angel, give me one more. i know you have it in you, do it for mommy.” you whispered in his ear.
you nibbled at his earlobe and watching as he let out one long, extremely loud moan as he spilled out the last of his cum, his mind went dumb and all he wanted was to grasp onto you for comfort.
he trembled and the last drops spilt out, and once he gained his consciousness of what just happened he quickly answered.
“oh my fucking god, thank you so much mommy. thank you so much,” he continued to thank you as you shimmied the cloth off his face, and let it hang at his neck.
you bit your lip and stared at him before taking off the cuffs. you straddled him and took off both sets of handcuffs, throwing those across the room too.
“you’re so pretty baby,” you said with a smile, cupping his face and feeling his white substance stick on your thighs. chad rolled his eyes, “don’t do that again, it hurts from being hard all day.” he spoke, making you both laugh.
you both smiled and you kissed all over and around his face. “as much as i loved seeing you fully under my control, i missed watching your handsome face. let’s get you a bath, baby.”
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