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Thinking about the stark contrast between Matt Smith playing Daemon Targaryen and the eleventh doctor. Watching doctor who he's a cute, quirky man that just makes my heart melt with his smile. Then, you turn on house of the dragon and daddy is daddying. He's so serious and intimidating. Good God give me both. I want the doctor to give me soft little kisses and hugs then directly afterwards Daemon can bend me over and fuck me senseless.

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They brag day and night about how great they are and how everyone is below them. You watch from a seat across the room knowing that they whimper and cry by your manipulation. They may be 'tough' but really you know that they're just a stupid little cockwhore and you could embarrass them right now by just opening your mouth. They beg to be touched, to worship you, they act indifferent at first but before long they're outwardly sobbing as you tease them. They could care less for the validation of others at this point they NEED yours.

Joffrey Baratheon, Viserys Targaryen lll, Petyr Baelish, Tony Stark, Dean Winchester, Homelander, Eren Jaeger, Greg House, Alvin Murphy, Junko Enoshima, Hawks, Ban, Draco Malfoy, Rodrick Heffley, Saul goodman, Coriolanus Snow, Finnick Odair, Dazai

Dreamgirl

Kinktober Day - 2 (Camgirl)

Denji × Camgirl!Reader

SMUT 18+ (3.6k) (All characters are aged up)

Where your loyal viewer turns out to be none other than your classmate who you're tutoring

🔞NSFW🔞 reader is a camgirl under the name 'Stargirl',fluff,slight male masturbation,making out,oral f!receiving,lots of nipple play,vaginal fingering,unprotected sex,creampie, denji being dumb, friends to lovers?

He grumbles annoyedly as you go over the lesson plan with him one more time; you’ve been over the same topic with him for the past several days but he hasn’t been grasping it whatsoever.

Little did you know though, Denji hadn’t been paying attention to the learning material at all—he’d been staring at you the entire time.

He groaned and slammed his head on the desk, narrowing his eyes as he did so.

"Do I really have to learn all of this?" he asks, flipping through the pages lazily.

"Yes you do, our midterms are approaching soon and these are the most important topics." You try to reason with him.

The boy mumbles, turning his attention towards you as he speaks.

Denji rolls his eyes and sits up, grumbling under his breath as he did so.

"Ugh, but it's boring and it doesn't even make any sense. What's the point?"

"Is the material even important? Do you really think I need to know this stuff to graduate?"

He tilts his head and looks at you curiously.

"Oh trust me, I ask myself the same question. But it is what it is, we need to study all this shit to graduate" You had no idea why it had to be you who had to tutor him, just talking to him was making you loose brain cells.

A frown spreads across his face as he sighs. "Fine, I guess you're right. Just this once though. Only because the tests are coming up." He groans and leans back in his chair, staring into empty space and letting out a long breath.

"What do I do first though?" The boy asks, looking back at you for help.

"Try solving this, you just need to substitute the values" You give him the easiest question of the book, hoping for some improvement.

The boy grabs a nearby pencil and looks over at the problem you provided. His brow furrows as he reads what's on the page and tries to comprehend it.

He leans back in his chair and rubs his forehead with his free hand before looking back over at the problem and muttering to himself, a frown on his face. "... I don't understand..."

The boy sighs loudly before looking back up at you for help.

"You just need to put in the values, it's basic trigonometry" You were getting a headache now, you both had been doing the same thing since last week, yet he didn't understood a word of it.

Denji blinks, staring at the problem once again. It's as if you're speaking another language to him; he can't even pronounce "trigonometry", never mind solve the problem properly.

"Can't you help me with it?" He asks you after a moment of silence.

"What are you not understanding?" You rub your forehead in frustration.

The boy glances up at you and then back down at his work, he then gestures towards the problem.

"All of it."

It was finally evening and you had somehow managed to make it out alive after the tutoring session.

He stands up from the desk and stretches while yawning loudly, he walks over to the front door and opens it up before turning to look at you.

"Thanks for the study session, I really appreciate it. I'll see you same time tomorrow" The boy turns around so he's facing you again before speaking, a grin on his face.

You watch as Denji heads out the door and down the street; you feel your heart throb and you begin to blush slightly. Maybe you're starting to develop a bit of a crush on this boy? Even though he was super dumb, he was starting to grow on you.

You shake your head to clear your head of any thoughts, it was time for your job now.

You enter your room and close the door behind you; you dim the lights in your room before grabbing your laptop from your desk. You sit down on your bed and open up the laptop before turning your webcam and audio on.

You look around your room and take a few deep breaths, feeling the anticipation in your heart as you wait for the stream to start.

You smile to yourself and position the camera so that it captures everything below your chest and down to your legs. You'll need to give viewers something to look at after all and you want to maintain your popularity.

Meanwhile, Denji sits in front of his laptop in his room, his cock in his hand, waiting for his favorite camgirl to go live.

He smiles and stares at his screen eagerly, his eyes filled with excitement as he patiently anticipates her appearing online. He's always been a big fan of this camgirl and he's always loved watching her live streams.

He glances over at the time in the bottom right corner of the laptop and sighs "Come on, where are you already?" He says impatiently as he grips the mouse tightly in his hands.

A few seconds later the stream finally starts, and there she was, His dreamgirl, "Hey everyone, it's Stargirl here! I'm sorry for the delay today, I got caught up in something" Your chat soon started to flood with your fans.

"Ah, a delay? What could she be doing that's more important than her stream?" Denji asks himself out loud.

He leans back in his chair and smiles as he watches his favorite camgirl turn on her webcam. He takes a second to admire her figure; her body is perfect and her curves are just right. He listens to her read the chats as he starts stroking himself to her voice.

Even though he had never seen the face of the girl, Denji had already fallen in love with her. He never missed any of the streams and made sure to donate as much as he could.

"I really missed you guys, Thankyou for all your love and support" You say to the camera in a low and seductive voice, watching as your chat gets flooded with thirsty comments

@mommymilkerssonlyy

The goddess is finally here

@slutfortittes

Show us your gorgeous tits mommy

@erensleftbutcheek

Why aren't you my girlfriend yet?

Denji glances back up at the screen and notices how flooded the chat is with messages to Stargirl. He looks at her and smiles widely before typing something himself, wondering if she'll reply.

@chainsawboy

Can you call me handsome?

Denji asks, making sure not to reveal his actual identity online.

It was so rare to be complimented by someone you find attractive so you might as well ask for it, right?

Your eyes brighten up as you see a chat from your most loyal viewer. "Oh! Here you are, my most loyal fan, Chainsaw boy. I knew you'd always show up for my streams. And yes, you are very handsome."

Denji arrives at your house again, knocking on the door as always and waiting patiently for you to let him in.

You open the door and let him in. "You're on time today"

He smiles gratefully as soon as the door opens and he sees you standing in front of him; he nods and walks inside.

"Yeah... I decided that if I want to pass, I should probably be on time." He chuckles slightly and puts his hands behind his back. "So, what are we studying today?"

"Let's start of with some chemistry, we have a test day after tomorrow" You lead him to your room and you both sit on the bed and start taking out the textbooks.

As the two of you sit down on the bed to continue studying, Denji notices something odd. The sheets on the bed looks awfully familiar, even down to the flower pattern on the bedspread.

The boy turns and looks at you, confusion filling his mind and heart for a moment before he shrugs it off. Maybe he's just imagining things, it can't be that similar, right?

"So do you understand about the tetravalency of carbon?" You asked the boy, who seemed rather confused.

"I think so, yeah. It basically means that carbon has four bonds that it can make with other atoms, right?" Denji glances into the textbook, the two of you studying next to each other while sitting on your bed.

His mind is still occupied with the fact that your bedsheet is oddly similar to the bedsheet used by his favorite camgirl online, although he tries not to think too deep about it. He's starting to think that it's all just a coincidence.

"Yes, exactly"

Denji looks up from the textbook, glancing at you briefly. He just realises that the sound of your voice is also quite similar to the camgirl he watches.

It couldn't be you though, that's just a coincidence, right?...

His mind was torn between believing the similarities in both Stargirl and You are just coincidences or not. Surely it's not possible that...

He shakes his head, trying to clear his confused mind. It's probably just a coincidence.

While you both continue studying, He can't help but notice the birthmark near Your thigh, it looks exactly like the one stargirl possesses. He's seen it more than a few times already.

His mind begins to race at the thought of the fact that what he's thinking may actually be true.

It can't be though, it's just a coincidence... right?... Denji glances over at you, a conflicted look on his face.

Why do you have the same birthmarks as his favorite camgirl? Why does you have the same bedsheet? Your Voice sounds so similar too... it's gotta be a coincidence. It's impossible for her to be the same person, right?

The boy continues to struggle with his thoughts, he can't help but want to believe that You and Stargirl are one and the same, it would explain all the similarities.

The sound of his favorite camgirl's voice fills his ears as you instructs him in studying, that mixed with the memories of him seeing you on stream fills him with confusion and doubt.

He feels a sudden urge to ask a question, but he knows that no good could come from asking that question. What if... it's actually you? What if you were Stargirl all along? He'll just sound stupid.

"So..." He hesitates to ask before eventually speaking up. "Do I look handsome?" He blushes heavily at his question.

You look at him with a confused expression. "What?"

"I... well uh..." Denji looks away and sighs, not sure what to say to you. 'Are you really the same as his Stargirl?' He just can't figure it out. "Well... I just wanted to know if you thought I looked... handsome."

You think to yourself for a moment before replying, your cheeks feeling slightly warm. "Well you are pretty handsome, not gonna lie"

"H-huh?... Really?" Denji can't help but blush at your words. "I never really thought I'd be... handsome to most people." He seems a little lost by your words but still can't help but feel happy at how you had reacted. Were you Stargirl? Were you actually his Stargirl? "Can I ask you something else?"

"Sure" You reply while solving an equation in your notebook.

Denji's heart is beating out of his chest as he prepares himself for the question with a nervous smile. It was such a weird question, but he just had to know if you really were Stargirl or not.

"Alright... so this is gonna be a kinda weird question, but..." He takes a breath, wondering if he has the strength to ask the question.

"Are you a camgirl by the name Stargirl?"

His heart is racing, it could just be a coincidence or it could be the truth. This was truly the moment of truth.

Your eyes widen and you drop your pencil. You couldn't believe he knew about your secret identity. "How do you know about that?" You ask nervously.

"I've watched your streams... a lot actually. I guess it's because I was pretty bored at home, so I just needed a distraction." He chuckles awkwardly.

"It's kinda funny, I remember watching a lot of your streams... especially when you first started out." The more he talks, the more comfortable he feels. He can't believe it, Stargirl really exists.

"Wait, you don't happen to be Chainsaw Boy, do you?" You could feel your cheeks burning at the thought of him being one of your most loyal follower.

"Uh... yeah." Denji nods slowly and sighs. He knew that he didn't even need to deny any of it. "I know... it's weird and kinda obsessive, but... I just don't have a lot to do."

"Please dont tell about this to anyone, I want this to be a secret between us" You don't even want to think what would happen if everyone you knew would get to know about your secret persona.

"I won't, trust me. I won't say a word." He smiles reassuringly at you. He can't believe this is happening. He's always wanted to be with Stargirl, and now he's sitting right next to her. "But, uh... I've got to ask you one more question, Why did you keep your identity a secret from your viewers?"

"I'm doing this whole camgirl thing to pay up my mom's hospital fees. She thinks I do a part time job, I don't want her to know that I strip infront of the camera for money, plus it's pretty embarrassing to admit to someone you know?" You open up to him.

"Oh..." His heart flinches at the revelation, he feels bad for you. You're doing this to help your family.

He looks at you with sorrow and concern in his eyes, he feels bad that you has to sell herself like this. Yet that doesn't stop him from looking at you with affection. "I understand, Stargirl. I'll never tell anyone."

"Thanks for supporting me and watching my streams tho. It means a lot to me" You smile at him softly.

"Thanks for all the streams! They kept me entertained in my lonely days. I'm really sorry you have to go through all of this just to help your family though." Denji smiles back, wishing he could do more. It hurts to see a girl so beautiful as you to have to be in such a situation.

"But I'll keep watching your streams, for both myself and your mother. You're gonna make it through this, I know you will."

His words melt your heart and you find yourself hugging him tightly.

He blushes as he feels the warmth of your touch, he's always longed to feel love. He can feel himself falling even more in love with you as you hug him.

He wraps his arms around you as he closes his eyes and enjoys the moment. He wants to stay like this forever.

He smiles softly as he opens his eyes and looks at you. "I'm just glad I get to spend time with you"

"I can say the same. It's an honor to spend time with my most devoted and loyal follower" You break the hug and look upto him, your faces only inches apart

Denji's breath catches in his throat due to the close proximity. He's lost in your eyes as his thoughts begin to fill with feelings for you. He wants you.

"I uh..." He can't think properly with your faces being this close. "I..." He doesn't know what to say as he looks back into your beautiful eyes. His heart pounds against his chest as the two of you look at each other silently.

"Do you... wanna..." He can't finish that sentence. The words are stuck in his throat. Denji takes a deep breath and leans in a bit closer, his eyes closed. If he doesn't do it... what if this moment never happens again?

You nod and slowly lean forward, Your lips touch his as time seems to slow down.

He feels as if he's on top of the world. He's kissing the girl of his dreams, She has thousands of fan, but yet she chooses him.

He continues to kiss you back, enjoying the feeling of your tongue exploring his mouth. His hands eventually come up under your top, massaging your smooth skin as your tongues continue to dance together.

You find yourself sitting on his lap and kissing him deeply, your hands running through his scruffy blond hair.

He wraps his hands around your waist, his fingers grazing against your skin. He leans towards you a bit more, wanting your lips to stay locked together forever.

He couldn't help but moan softly into her neck as he felt your breasts press against him. His hands roamed over your body, his touch possessive and loving

"Can I?" He asks while slowly tugging at the hem of your top, as soon as you give him the green light he tosses away your top and his hands moved to unfasten your bra, freeing your perky breasts from their confines.

Seeing your beautiful breasts bared, Denji's mouth went dry with desire. This was a scene straight out of his dreams. He groaned softly as he took one of your nipples into his mouth, suckling greedily as his hands slipped down to grasp the waistband of your panties.

With a final tug, He pulled down your panties and tossed them aside. He looked up at you, his eyes hungry as he took in the sight of your wet folds. "You're perfect," he murmured before leaning forward to taste the sweet nectar.

"Fuck, you taste so good" Denji mumbled against your folds, his tongue dancing over your clit. He couldn't get enough of you. His hands moved up to cup your breasts, pinching your nipples as he continued his sensual assault.

You could feel yourself slowly drowning in pleasure as you moaned his name while gripping onto his hair and squeezing his face between your thighs.

"Mmm, that's it" He encouraged, his voice thick with lust. "Ride my face, baby. Let me taste you." He lapped eagerly at your sweetness, his tongue pushing deep inside you as you ground your hips against his face.

You could feel your eyes rolling at the back of your head as he continued his ministrations.

He knew you were close, and so did you. The knot in your stomach was getting tighter and tighter as he increased the intensity of his actions, sucking hard on your clit while thrusting his fingers deep into your core. "I'm gonna make you cum, my stargirl" he promised, his voice rough with desire.

A sudden wave of euphoria washes over you as you finally reach your building climax, releasing in his mouth. "Yes baby, cum for me" he urged, loving the taste of you on his tongue. Your sweet juices filled his mouth, and he drank greedily as he continued to lap at your sensitive flesh.

He finally pulls away, his hair messy and sweaty with your juices dropping down his lips. The sight of him like this made you loose control as you sit up and kiss him deeply, tasting yourself on his tongue.

Denji kissed you back deeply, his tongue dancing with yours. He pushed his cock against your lower stomach, feeling her slickness on his skin. "I'm going to fuck you now," he growled against your lips.

He began moving his thumbs in slow circles over your nipples. He watched as they hardened under his touch. "You're so fucking beautiful," he whispered, leaning in to take one of your nipples into his mouth.

With gentle sucking motions, Denji teased your sensitive nipple, his other hand moving down to tease your soft folds once more. He pushed a finger inside you slowly, feeling your tightness around him. "Are you ready for me?"

You nod eagerly, wanting to feel him inside you already.

Denji smiled against your skin as he felt you nod against his cheek. He picked up the pace, sucking harder on your nipple while his fingers began thrusting in and out of your wetness.

He finally pulls away his fingers, and with a low, primal groan, he positioned himself at your entrance and pushed inside, feeling your tightness engulf him.

"You feel so damn good," Denji panted, his eyes closed as he thrust into your body. He moved in and out slowly, feeling your tight walls squeeze around him. You could feel him brushing against your G spot with each of his thrusts.

You cling onto him tightly and look deeply into his eyes, pulling him in for a kiss. He kissed you back deeply, your tongues tangling in a passionate dance. His thrusts became more urgent as he felt the familiar fire building within him. The sensation of being connected to you like this was exhilarating for him.

He gritted his teeth and moaned your name, knowing he was close. The feel of your nails digging into his back only served to fuel his desire. "Fuck, you feel so good," Denji growled, his hips pistoning as he drove deeper into you. He leaned down, kissing your neck and nipples, anything to keep himself from cumming too soon.

His breath hitched, feeling the edge of his control slipping. He looked into your eyes, seeing the desire mirrored within them. With one final, powerful thrust, he released himself inside you, their bodies shuddering together in climax.

He pulls out and body collapses on top of you and hugs you tightly while laying between your breasts.

"Ah shit, sorry for well.....doing it inside" He looks upto you and caresses your cheek.

"It's fine, I'm on birth control so we're safe" He lets out a sigh of relief.

"Be my girlfriend" He says while his face is buried between your breasts, his hand massaging your sides.

"Sure, boyfriend" You stroke his hair as you both find yourself drifting off to the land of slumber.

men who would have a big wolfy grin after making you squirt for the first time. practically laughing at you, laughing at how they fucked you so dumb all you could do was squirt.

“daddy fucked you dumb, hmm? feel good?” he groaned. “you look so fucking pathetic, pussy all stretched, whimpering like a bitch. making such a big mess” you felt embarrassed, humiliated. it was your first time feeling such pleasure, you didn’t know what it was until it happened. his words made your pussy clench, loving every second of him humiliating you. you turn your head away, feeling flustered.

“look at me.” he ordered. and you obeyed, not daring to defy him. “you’re gonna do that again, but this time it’ll be in my mouth.” he says as he lowers his head, kissing and biting the inside of your thighs. “you hear me.” “yes daddy.” he smirks before giving your clit a good long lick. “atta girl.”

༊ * · ˚ reiner, eren, kenpachi, grimmjow, isshin, aizen, gintoki, toushirou, toji, gojo, sukuna, muzan, uzui, hak, trevor fckn belmont

Smut alphabet: Homelander

Pushing the bottom Homelander agenda suck my dick

18+ MINORS DNI - don't look at me

TW: straight cis white guy, idek smut

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

He needs physical affection, even if it's a quickie. He'll have you sit in his lap if you two are at his work, so he can uphold his reputation. Otherwise he'd love to cuddle up to you and fall asleep while you hold him. Pet his hair and tell him how much you love him

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Favorite part of his body is everything, he's worked hard to get the godly physique he has. Inspired by Greek gods statues and portraits he's extremely confident with his body. On his partner he loves their lips, and their tits. He has an obsession with softer women, or smaller women so he can stand out against them. But he also has a thing for masculine (muscley/ taller/ etc) women that can step on him.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

He cums early when he's a sub, it's canon. If you're gonna Dom him expect some extra steps. He loves cumming inside of you mostly, breeding you. Or cumming over your face or tits. He has a cum kink absolutely, it's a possessive thing.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Mommy kink, it's not a secret after a few times with him. When you top him he wants to be babied, cuddled and held. He wants to fall asleep sucking your tits he absolutely loves it.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

He's very experienced with domming, taking out his frustrations on hundreds of adoring fans ready to worship him for an ounce of affection. But when it comes to subbing he's not that experienced. He rarely meets a woman he'd open up to in that way, nevermind telling them about what he likes. His reputation could be ruined, he would be perceived as weak.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

Cowboy, he loves when you ride him. He loves seeing your tits bounce, or the face you make when you cum on his cock. Extraordinary. He also could get the chance to see a lump in your stomach if he fucks you feel enough which he loves. He could also start flying, and you could ride him in the air.

Doggy style, he loves taking you from behind absolutely ravaging whatever home he decides he wants, since he is the homelander and he'll do whatever he wants.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

Not goofy at all. Very serious, mood changer if you start laughing.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

Only slightly shaved, but his chest isn't and he has a snail trail going up his stomach.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

He's only intimate if he's in love with you, if you top him. Otherwise it's purely for his pleasure and if you cum well uh. Good for you.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

I think he'd be into mutual masturbation, he definitely has a kink for watching you get off. He's kinda a stalker canonically so id imagine he'd watch you sometimes and jerk off. He probably does it more often than he admits.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

He's a switch so:

Sub:

Mommy kink, praise kink, gentleness, intimacy, eating out, hair pulling, discipline (but not punishment) rewards, breeding, tit fetish, impregnation kink, milking kink, through clothes, Overstimulation

Dom:

Daddy kink, rough sex, taking it out on you, choking, breeding, bruises, impact play, gags, binds, deepthroating, cum kink, master kink, begging, crying anything that takes away all of your control and gives it to him.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

He likes his office, over his desk on his couch, with minimal risk of getting caught but the risk is still there

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Honestly anything: most of the time seeing women naked mostly you. If you wanted he could fuck you at anytime. You just gotta beg or tell him to get on his knees.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

I don't think there's many things he WOULDNT do. I mean he's horrible.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

He loves eating out, getting his face ridden, a pretty girl using his mouth to cum. It's amazing especially when they pull his hair and call him a good boy.

He also loves face fucking the way you look at him through teary eyes, drool pouring down your mouth how you gag and choke around his cock but won't let go until he gets the orgasm he deserves.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

When he Dom's it's always rough depending on the mood he'd go slower to tease you, or fast to take out his day on you

When he subs he loves slow and sensual, being held and worshiped and cuddled.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

He's okay with quickies, but only if it's necessary like there's a mission soon but he's gotta get rid of his boner poking through his skin tight suit.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

He'll try anything

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

When he' Doms he could go all night but when he subs he can barely last a minute. But that's kind of cute tho.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

He owns toys (you) to use on his partner, vibrators, restraints, bullets, clamps, and gags.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He'll tease you until your sobbing and begging him to let you cum.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

He likes to talk when he fucks you, loud over dramatic groans and "shut ups" and anything to humiliate you. He loves to see you get flustered. But when he's a sub he'll try to be as quiet as he can only a few whispers or soft groans.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

He would love to have an audience when he fucks you but no one can touch you but him.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

He's not small but not the biggest 6/7 inches when soft but really thick, uncut and well groomed, only stubble, and 8 ish inches when hard, he's got a pretty dick.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

He's ready to go for his partner whenever they want, but gets really pissed and will kill people who only want that from him.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

100% will fall asleep in your arms if there's time.

Be gentle, he’s squishy (o´▽`o)

This is possibly the best smut I've ever read!

Play Time (Matt Murdock x f!Reader x Frank Castle)

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A/N: Hiii! Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoy! A part 2 will definitely be coming soon because this one ends sort of abruptly??? It was already over 3,000 words and I didn’t want to make it too long lol. Not beta read and written in various hospital chairs so bear with me here.

Request: Hiiiii! Can I do a request where it's matt x reader x frank. Matt comes home to his wife is in their shower with Frank (her other partner). Frank didn't know that reader wasn't allowed any play time until Matt got home.

Summary: Matt tells Reader that she can't have playtime until he gets home, but Frank doesn't know that. When Matt comes home early and finds Frank inbetween Reader's legs, she gets punished by both of them.

(Warnings: hello so much smut literally buckle your seatbelts, dom!frank, dom!!!!matt, brat!reader, spanking, oral (fem receiving), edging, frank is a big ole softie, Matt/Frank call reader 'Kitten')

“Oh my god, Frank.” You groaned, leaning your head back against the shower wall in a hurried motion.

“You like that, baby?” He grunted, pressing his tongue against your core with so much ferocity that you thought you might faint.

“I’m-” You stuttered, gasping as he ran his middle finger down your slick folds. “I’m gonna come if you keep doing that.”

He hummed against your core, sending a shockwave of pleasure through your body. A guttural moan crawled out of your throat and bounced off the walls in a faded echo. He was toying with you, but you didn’t mind. The water was so warm that steam had begun bellowing over the glass door, hugging the reflective surfaces in a soft haze.

You were so close. You could feel the beginnings of what would be an intense orgasm forming in your gut, and you clenched your toes in anticipation.

“You’re taking such good care of me.” You mewled, running your fingers through Frank’s hair.

“You’re god damn right, I am.” He grunted, and you knew you’d won him over. Frank’s favorite thing in the world was when you or Matt ran your fingers through his hair, and you knew exactly when to deploy that tactic. Normally, touching Frank without permission during sex was off limits, but he was being generous tonight, and you were soaking up as much of it as possible. He’d grant you the orgasm this time, and you were ever so thankful for his generosity.

Frank plunged his finger deep inside you as he began to nip and suck at your clit. Your legs began shaking, and your eyes rolled back as your core tightened. You were seconds, milliseconds away from coming all over Frank’s tongue when you heard the front door slam.

Oh shit.

You tensed, turning your head towards the open bathroom door. Frank paused his movement, and the pleasure of your almost-orgasm ebbed away in an anxious haze.

“It’s just Red.” Frank mumbled, watching you intently. Your eyes were wide, shifting between the doorway and the shower head.

“Fuck.” You whispered, sucking your lower lip in between your teeth. Frank’s brow furrowed, and he rose to his full height in front of you. “I’m so totally screwed. He wasn’t supposed to be back for hours.”

“What did you do?” Frank grumbled, taking your jaw in his massive hand and forcing you to look at him.

“Don’t be mad.” You started, worry evident in your expression.

“What. Did. You. Do?”

“I wasn’t supposed to have playtime until Matty got home.” You whispered in a voice that could only be described as horror-stricken.

Frank’s expression morphed from confusion into amusement, and soon he was chuckling, shaking his head at your arrogance. He softened his hold on your jaw and lowered his hand, lightly tugging you toward him by your throat. His lips grazed the curve of your ear as he spoke.

“You’re in for a long night, sweetheart.”

You balked, suddenly terrified to face the wrath of not one, but two dominating lovers. Frank didn’t appreciate being tricked, and Matt had made it abundantly clear that morning that you were not to have any fun until he got home from patrolling. When Frank had trudged through the door an hour ago, it was immediately clear that he had no idea of Matt’s rule, and you’d taken advantage of his ignorance in the worst way possible.

You knew Matt had heard everything. He’d probably homed in on your moans as soon as he was within a two-mile radius of his apartment, hence the door being slammed to announce his arrival. He was home, and he was pissed.

Your gaze drifted to the doorway. Where before there had been an empty space, lit only by the glow of a lamp, now stood the Devil of Hell’s Kitchen, broad and menacing in his gear. You suddenly had a firm understanding of the fear many criminals felt when Matt interrupted their nights. Any relatively intelligent person would take one look at him and sprint in the opposite direction, but the pounding in your core amped up at the sight of him, and the smirk on his face wasn’t helping.

Frank reached around you, turning the shower off and grabbing a towel. He slid the door open and stepped out, still chuckling as he dried himself off. The cool air settled on your body, and your nipples hardened in anticipation of your punishment. They wouldn’t be gentle, and you resisted the urge to clench your thighs together at the thought of it.

“Red.” Frank acknowledged Matt with a nod of his head. “Our kitten’s been naughty.”

Matt tilted his head in response, and you got the sudden feeling that you were being scrutinized. Matt hadn’t said a word, and the longer he stayed silent, the more your core pounded between your thighs. Oh, Matty was pissed.

“So it seems.”

Matt’s voice, the Devil’s voice, was so rough that you could’ve sworn you felt it brush against the inside of your thigh as he spoke. Your knees buckled as his voice echoed around the room, and even Frank paused his movements for a moment to look at Matt. Frank couldn’t deny his attraction to Matt when he was like this, so riled up from the night of patrolling, any more than you could deny how incredibly turned on you got when he let the Devil come out to play.

You took a hesitant step out of the shower, reaching for the towel you’d laid out for yourself earlier. Matt clicked his tongue, halting your movement mid-reach. Frank snickered, leaning against the counter and looking Matt up and down. If you didn’t know any better, you’d say Frank was buzzing with excitement about this. You resisted the urge to roll your eyes. That would just increase the punishment tenfold.

Frank moved across the room, lightly tapping Matt’s jaw with his index finger before tugging the helmet off his head. You watched as they came to an unspoken agreement, and when Frank turned around to smirk at you, your eyes widened with unease. Frank marched out of the room, a light chuckle following him as he made his way out of sight.

It was just you and Matt now, and you wanted nothing more than to smooth the furrow in his brow.

“Matty, I-”

“Did I say you could speak?” He interrupted, clenching his fists.

“No.” You shook your head, sighing as you realized you wouldn’t be able to talk your way out of this one tonight.

“No, what?” He chided.

“No, sir.” You mumbled, clenching your thighs together.

Matt circled you, predator stalking prey, and pulled you backwards, flush against the armor of his abdomen. His hands roamed your torso, barely grazing the underside of your breasts. His teeth skimmed the skin of your neck, and you panted when you felt his desire for you digging into your back.

“What’s our safe word, darling?” He murmured, nipping at the sweet spot beneath your ear.

“Satin.” You panted, pressing yourself further into his hold. His hand trailed between the valley of your breasts, up across your collarbone until it wrapped around your throat. He squeezed lightly, emphasizing his command.

“I want you face down on the bed. You are not, under any circumstances, going to touch yourself. Think you can do that, Kitten?”

“Yes, sir.” You responded, nodding eagerly at the thought of him pounding into you. He released his hold on you, turning as he began removing his armor piece by piece. You watched as he pulled his shirt over his head and tried not to drool when his muscles came into view.

“Thirty seconds.” He grunted, unzipping his pants. You snapped into action, hurrying out the door and onto the bed.

Frank was sitting in an armchair across the room, relaxed in a way that only made you more eager to feel him inside of you. His head was leaning against the wall behind him, and his hands were clasped on his stomach. His legs, large and muscular, were stretched out in front of him. He was a poster child for peace, and it made you antsy. You weren’t expecting him to let you off so easy.

He had pulled a pair of sweatpants on, but his upper half remained bare. You didn’t know how you’d gotten so lucky with your partners. Both were incredibly strong, chiseled as if they were sculpted by the Gods, and you couldn’t get enough of simply looking at them, let alone getting to love them.

You crawled up the bed on your hands and knees, settling yourself on the soft comforter. You crossed your ankles and rested your chin on your folded arms, sighing as your body sunk into the mattress. A small smile rested on Frank’s face as he intensely watched you make yourself comfortable, and a sense of unease passed over you.

“Do you think he’ll go easy on me?” You asked, blinking at Frank with doe-like eyes. Any other night, a glance like that one would’ve driven Frank to the point of fucking you sideways, but tonight, he barely acknowledged your question. His grin widened, and you would be lying if you said your pussy wasn’t throbbing to the point of aching. Whatever they had in store for you, you were sure you wouldn’t be able to walk properly in the morning.

“Frank,” you whined, shifting your weight so that the comforter would rub against your core, “I need you.” A spark of pleasure rushed through your body as you continued to rut against the comforter, and you could tell you were already soaking through the material. Frank hazily blinked at you, watching your hips with an intensity that would frighten most people. He loudly sighed, chuckling and shaking his head as he looked directly over your shoulder.

You froze. He had to be looking at-

“What are we going to do with you, Kitten? You can’t follow simple instructions?”

Matt was a looming presence behind you, and you couldn’t resist the urge to talk back, even though you weren’t particularly in a position to do so.

“You told me not to touch myself. I wasn’t touching myself.” You mumbled, small smirk playing on your lips.

It was the wrong thing to say, of course, and the thrill that coursed through your veins when Matt flipped you over and furiously tugged you towards him was almost enough to make you come.

“You are such a brat.” He muttered, clutching your throat in his hand. He tugged on the ends of your hair, forcing you to look up at him. “Is this what you want? To be punished by us?”

Your eyes flicked over towards Frank, who was now leaning forward and resting his elbows on his knees. His gaze had morphed from hazy to pure lust, and the primal urge to jump into his arms and let him fuck you into next week was a keen reminder of the pounding in your core.

You shifted your weight, leaning forward so that your position mimicked one of a begging lover.

“Yes, please, sir. I deserve it.”

Matt wasn’t a monster. If you wanted to be punished, he would indulge you for as long as you could take it. He tilted his head towards Frank, who was already reaching for the belt he had discarded earlier in the evening. His fingers lightly grazed your cheekbones, and he couldn’t help but run his thumb along your lower lip. You parted your lips slightly, allowing him to push his thumb into your mouth.

“You gonna take it like a good girl?” Matt asked, barely managing to conceal his groan when you started sucking on his finger.

“Don’t get distracted, Red. She’s a god damned seductress.”

Frank’s voice carried across the room, and you glared daggers at him when Matt suddenly pulled his hand away from your mouth. You had almost managed to make Matt forget why he was angry, and if Frank wasn’t so ticked off that you’d tricked him, he might’ve let you get away with it.

“You know what to do, Kitten.” Matt muttered.

You jumped from your spot on the bed, hurrying toward Frank, who had opened his arm in welcome. You crawled into Frank’s lap, leaning your upper body across the arm of the chair. Your ass and legs were seductively draped across Frank’s lap, and it didn’t take long for Frank to swing his hand down, smacking the back of your thigh with a loud clap.

You yelped, whining as pleasure snaked up your body. The jingle of the belt buckle in Matt’s hands had your toes curling in anticipation.

The first slap of the belt against your skin was light, almost like a test swing. You bucked against Frank, panting. The second one stung, and you couldn’t help the loud moan you let out in response. The third had heat curling in your core so tightly that you thought you may burst.

A pressure along your thighs had you whining, and before you could comprehend what or who was playing with you, the slap of the belt on your ass combined with the plunging of Frank’s fingers deep inside of you had you gasping for air.

“You’re doing so good, sweetheart.” Frank grunted, teasing you with long, slow strokes of his finger. “Feel how wet our kitten is, Red.”

Frank pulled his hand away from your entrance, running his fingers along the back of your thigh. Matt lightly grazed your ass with his hand, careful not to irritate the raised welts that the belt had produced. He teased your entrance, sucking in a harsh breath when he felt just how slick your cunt was.

“Fuck, Kitten. It’s almost like you wanted this to happen.”

You turned your head, eyes wide as Frank and Matt realized how terribly they’d fallen for your little game. Of course, you had wanted this to happen. When Matt had warned you not to play until he got home, you had accepted it as a dare to get caught.

“Temptress.” Frank muttered.

Matt didn’t say anything. Instead, he plunged two fingers into you and pumped them in and out so rapidly that you could barely breathe. You gasped, letting out a strangled moan as he fucked you with his fingers. Your arms flailed, grabbing at anything you could hold on to, which ended up being Frank’s shoulder.

“Take it, sweetheart.” Frank murmured, holding your legs down as you moaned in pleasure. Your core had been so tightly wound after the hours of temptation that it didn’t take long for the familiar feeling of heat to spark. You squeezed your eyes shut, panting with anticipation. You were so close, so close, and then Matt’s hand was gone, and you let out the most pathetic whine you’d ever managed.

“Matty.” You sobbed, unable to form a coherent sentence.

Matt circled your limp body, still draped across Frank’s lap, and crouched in front of you. The few tears that had escaped at your delayed orgasm were wiped away as Matt caressed your face.

“What’s the matter, Kitten?” He cooed, clicking his tongue in response to your garbled whine.

“Please.” You mumbled, glancing up at him.

“Do you think she deserves to come?” Matt asked, turning his attention to Frank. “Or should we keep edging her?”

“You know how I feel about giving her what she wants.” Frank mumbled, and you couldn’t help the smirk that encompassed your face. Frank could be as brutal and dominating as Matt, but he was always the first one to crack when you started begging. He would always give you what you wanted.

“Lay on the bed, Kitten. We’re going to take good care of you.” Matt pressed a soft kiss on your forehead, and you sighed in contentment when he pushed your hair out of your face.

You pushed yourself out of Frank’s lap and made your way back to the bed on wobbly legs. You flopped down on your back, glancing towards Matt and Frank as they exchanged low whispers. You couldn’t hear what they were saying, but Matt’s hand had begun caressing Frank’s abdomen in smooth strokes, circling lower until he reached the waistline of his sweatpants.

Frank nodded, agreeing with whatever Matt had suggested, and flopped down on the bed next to you. As soon as he began touching you, the fire that had been stomped out moments before slowly rekindled. You trembled with desire as his hand swept over your collarbone and lightly wrapped around your throat. He tilted your head toward him and finally brought his lips to yours in a lustful kiss.

You moaned into Frank’s mouth, which fueled his passion even more. He wrapped his hand around your jaw, effectively gaining control of your head movement, and shoved his tongue against yours. You vaguely wondered where Matt had disappeared to, but you didn’t wonder for long. A slow, sensual lick between your folds told you exactly where he’d situated himself, and you couldn’t help but whine.

Something you’d learned early on with Matt was how incredibly talented he was at everything he tried. Eating pussy was no different. Matthew Murdock ate pussy like it was his last meal on Earth, and you’d grown extremely fond of this attribute.

Your legs began to shake as Matt assaulted your cunt with his mouth. He licked, sucked, and spit with a ferocity only he could accomplish, and soon you were panting and whining so much that Frank lowered his attention to your breasts.

As soon as Frank’s lips wrapped around your nipple, you were a goner. You arched into both men’s mouths as a white flash of heat overtook your body. A loud moan escaped your throat, one that Matt matched as he continued to lick your cunt, which sent you into an oversensitive haze. Your heart thundered against your ribs, and it felt like an eternity before you could breathe again.

When you finally opened your eyes, desire once again buried itself deep in your core. The lower half of Matt’s face was slick with your arousal, and Frank was eyeing you with a lustful gaze. Both were rock hard, and you suddenly felt like you might die if you didn’t have them inside of you soon.

“I want-” you panted, losing the second half of your sentence. Frank leaned his cheek into your hand while Matt ran his hands up and down your thighs in a soothing motion.

“What do you want, Kitten?” Frank cooed, kissing your palm.

“I want you. Both of you.”

Frank smirked, cupping your cunt with his massive hand. You jumped with oversensitivity but spread your legs wider anyway. “All you had to do was ask, Kitten.”

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My friends that still go to school talk to me about TC all the time. I'm depressed and stay very depressed during the colder months. Right now I'm hearing a story over his sense of humor. I miss the man so much it hurts sometimes. He even mentioned me the other day when they played Mötley Crüe in his class, just saying I would hate his opinion on all things hair band related. I fucking miss him so bad I'm about to cry

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Iron Man (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Tony Stark/Reader, Tony Stark/You Characters: Tony Stark, Reader, You Additional Tags: Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Self-Indulgent, Shameless Smut, I Wrote This Instead of Sleeping, Smut about Smut, Reader-Insert, One Shot, Meta, First Time, Virgin Reader, Playboy Tony Stark, Dom/sub Undertones, Power Play, Age Difference, May/December Relationship, Sexual Fantasy, Blow Jobs, Kneeling, Deepthroating, Come Shot, Come Marking, Comeplay, Fingerfucking, Literally nothing to do with canon, I'm just thirsty af Summary:

desperately horny tony stark finds himself deep in the archives of reader-insert smut... about himself. it leads his cock straight to you.

I had to leave him behind. Didn't even get to say goodbye. The school made me do the GAP program. He was the first one I told and he smiled and told me he would miss me and that I was one of the good ones. I bet he says that to all of his students though. I'm not even a student that he doted on so why am I so upset? I guess because I cared about him in some way. I'm gonna miss alot of things about him, especially his laugh. God his laugh was fucking contagious, and his smile. I made him laugh the hardest the day before I left. We were all talking about how freshman suck and how I now understand the hate they get and he said, "You'll feel the same way when you get older and have kids, you think your parents suck and are boring. They used to be cool before you were born." I laughed and retorted,

"You know what I love about you TC? You always make me feel so much better about myself." The man cackled and my heart swelled.

I'm gonna miss him and I arguing about our favorite bands. He loves AC/DC and I love Mötley Crüe. I actually want to do more notes in his class but I'll never be able to. I fucking hate it and will for a long while.

I want to invite him to my graduation, but if he doesn't come...I'll be heartbroken and resent him forever. What do I do!?

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Moon Knight (TV 2022) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Steven Grant (Marvel) & Male Original Character(s), Marc Spector/Original Male Character(s) Characters: Marc Spector, Steven Grant (Marvel), Khonshu (Moon Knight) Additional Tags: Forced Masturbation, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Ass to Mouth, Begging, Daddy Kink, Praise Kink, Shower Sex, Oral Sex Summary:

You decide to stop by and see the boys, giving Steven two suprises. One of which leaves him flustered and on his knees.

I do that all the time lol, currently have several unfinished projects lying around

Me, reading my scraps of fics in my notes app: oh, that’s good, I really like that. Someone should finish that.

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Shingeki no Kyojin | Attack on Titan Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Levi Ackerman & Reader, PRIEST LEVI/ READER Characters: Levi Ackerman Additional Tags: this is foul, absolute filth, PRIEST LEVI?!, Priest Kink Summary:

Levi, the quiet priest, has been having some not so pure thoughts about y/n.

😳

I’m sorry me fucking you woke you up, princess

I promise the drugs I use next time will be much stronger

Have i already reposted? Oh well

yeah sex is cool but have you ever been your favourite teacher’s favourite student?

Today, this guy that has a crush on me -and has had a crush on me- listened to me ramble on and on about my TC. Hes listened to it and poked at it a few times harmlessly. Today was different. I told him about how TC had talked to me on Friday. I stay after school for community service and he stays with me for that hour every friday. I ended up telling him about my chronic migraines and stomach problems. He said he was sorry and it must suck. Then he said that i should tell him the days i feel crummy and he won't pick on me as much. It made me happy that he cared about me even a bit. As I told the guy -ill call him C- about that, he disgustingly said, "You care so much about a man who doesn't give a shit about you." The thought that C was even possibly feeling threatened by a middle aged man is outrageous. Especially knowing that I'm not going to try anything with TC. Anyway, another day another TC story

me @ my history teacher <3

I never understood having a crush on a teacher till high school, sure my math teacher was attractive but now in history class I know what everyone who has had a teacher crush talks about.

I walk into class and give him a smile, getting there as early as possible so I can set everything up and not upset him. I take such detailed notes all class. Unless of course I stare at his forearms. His sleeves rolled up to his elbows and the veins prominent. His hands too. Then I snap back and start writing again. Yesterday I answered his question wrong and he said I was halfway wrong and I felt tears in my eyes in embarrassment. But today, passing my third test in a row, he told me I had done I good job.

We both love music and he called me smart for rewriting notes. Now even if I didnt want to rewrite notes I will.

God what is wrong with me? I love his smile, and the way he teaches with such enthusiasm...help me?

FUCKING HELL! I LOVE IT!

Spoiled

Summary: You’ve got Marc and Steven wrapped around your finger, at your beck and call. You’re spoiled rotten.

Jake thinks someone oughta teach you how to behave.

6K Words

TW 18+: SMUT Manhandling,nipple play,DUBIOUS CONSENT, mind break,HARD DOM JAKE , ( he’s super soft with you at the end), dumbification ,Overstimulation, bondage, degradation humiliation, multiple orgasms, mirror sex, Daddy kink, SERIOUSLY DUBIOUS CONSENT. slight bimbo!reader, Absolute filth, author regrets everything. terrible Spanish translation. She/her pronouns used.

Pairing: Jake Lockley x reader slight Marc x F!reader, mentioned Steven x F!reader

A/N: this is a repost cause I wanted to add some more to the story and editing on Tumblr is a fuvking nightmare .

Jake lockley is his own warning.

- - -

You are spoiled. Rotten actually.

It’s only because they make it so easy.

You’d throw temper tantrums at Steven every chance you got , so he’d let you ride him when he was tired after a work shift, you liked to take advantage of that so you could edge him as much as you like and play it off like you didn’t know how to cum on your own.

But you’d keep riding anyways and he’d be too tired to stop you.

You tried the no pantie trick on Jake once,you couldn’t reach for something on the higher shelf, whining at him to get it for you.

Wearing his shirt your arms lifted showing off your ass to him.

Teasing.

Thing is, Jake isn’t an idiot, and he certainly isn’t soft or patient like his alters. He made sure to let you know, when he bent you over his knee and made you count while he spanked you.

You never acted out with Jake again.

You’d plead and beg when Marc got busy and demand his full attention.

Asking him real pretty if he could eat you out whenever you want. And he would, because you had him wrapped around your fingers.

And today was one of those days.

He sat you comfortably on the couch, and sets himself on his knees to please you.

Marc eats you out with so much care and love you, your vision blur, he kisses and nuzzles and looks after you with intense focus.

He’s still fully closed when he slips your panties down your legs,your stupid little skirt does nothing to cover your pussy.

Perfect.

“ Alright sweetheart,I’m gonna make you cum but then you need to let daddy get back to work ok?? Let’s focus on you for now, my favourite girl” he whispers to you.

Love drunk for you and it makes you giddy.

“ yes! Thank you daddy!”you smile at him with all the love and warmth you can muster for him.

He caresses your body making sure your as comfortable as you can possibly be.

«  huhh -just please slow down a little yeah? » you ask feeling your body’s sensitivity grow.

Marc pays you little mind, he works his way up your leg with purpose and your whole body tenses. The warm coil in your stomach making you whimper and your cunny more wet.

“ You trust me sweetheart? I can make you feel so good baby girl, just trust me ok?” He hums against you.

You do, you do trust him. All of him.

He stroked your thighs and rubs soothing circles on them as if to help you relax against his assault on your pussy, he hums against you and your core clenches.

“ Ah! AH , mmmmhh oh lord! , huh, fuck”

Your thighs closing on his face and pressing him right there, driving you insane as you cum with a hot white flash of stars in your mind.

You feel your whole body relax, closing your eyes, relishing in the after glow. He pauses for a hot minute and you think he’s getting up…

When suddenly you feel him again.

He kisses and licks your throbbing clit and spreads your lips with his fingers to expose your little nerve better and assault it with more precision, you moan and shake under him your hands flying to his curls and you can only tug weakly at him while he presses his tongue against your pearl and sucks.

“ ah! Ah f-fuvk! Please! I can’t! - I want- PLEASE, M-Marc!”

You huff and puff and catch your breath, your clit pulsing and sensitive.

You shudder and try to move away from him when fingers tighten around your thighs and he pulls you snug against his lips again, his tongue pressing harshly on your poor bundle and he licks you up like a starved man.

“ w-wait! WAIT! Ah! F-fuvk huh ngh fuh!”

You and pant and stutter a pathetic excuse for a sentence and you hear your usually soft and sympathetic boyfriend laugh against your dripping wet core, he presses his tongue flat against you adding ungodly pressure to your cunny and slowly licks as if to mock you.

“ AHHH, ngh’! Stah- stop! Puh-PLEASE”

You kick and scream and hit him but he doesn’t budge.

His hands grab and fondle your thighs ,kitten licks and kisses on your clit as he keeps you spread open and exposed for him.

He doenst seem to care that your losing your absolute fucking mind. Nothing exists to you anymore except him.

“ Suh- m-Marc! Marc !please, I c-I can’t ah ah! S-Steven!”

You beg for either of them to take mercy on you but your please fall on deaf and amused ears. You can feel him laugh against you whenever you beg.

“You want Steven to come save you? » He laugh like it’s the funniest shit he’s ever heard and you feel so humiliated by it, but your cunny gets wetter from his bullying and he knows it.You can tell by the way he look at your pussy lips fluttering.

There’s a part of you, at the back of your head who’s knows exactly who’s bullying you like this, but your brain is on overdrive and the bullying is only getting worse.

You can’t think at all and you want to cry.

He kisses your clit with a Smirk on his lips watching it gush.

Your mercenary chuckles at you. His hands find your ass cheeks, spreading them and kneading them between his fingers.


Your entire face down to your neck heat up, as a matter of fact your on fire.

He holds your plush cheeks in his hands as he climbs on the couch and easily re-positions you. Layed out in front of him, your head sitting on the arm rest , legs on either side of his hips as he towers over you.

« Hmmm? He’s so fuvking soft with you ain’t he sweetheart? He lets your spoiled ass get away with everything ain’t that right, Y/N ?”

Firm fingers grip the edge of your jaw, forcing your gaze back towards Your boyfriend . “Well too fucking bad. Steven’s not here. You’re stuck with me.”

He leans over you . His hands wondering all over your body again, briefly grazing your swollen nipples through your whorish top your like to call a shirt.

You shudder.

And then he’s back to work, collecting up thighs in his arms, lifting you into the air easily to push your cunt against his mouth. Devouring your pussy, violently assaulting your clit.

Your whole body tensed again and your toes curl, eyes shutting close.

“Please ,please please PLEASE”

You can’t think, why isn’t he stopping?? They’re always so sweet with you so attentive, and although marc doesn’t let you bully him the way you do Steven they both always end up giving you what you want.

“ AH! Ah! Nhhaaaa” you moan shamefully, your head thrashing.

You feel clit pulsing and drenched, your cunt coils and tenses as you can feel a second orgasm building up cruelly.

“ ahh fuck I-I can’t!” you moan with lust and want.

He doesn’t care though, happily ignoring your tortured cries. His hand slides up your leg onto your cunt and rests there.He even sets you down a little and for a minute you think he’s had his fill but he kisses the side of your thigh and bites.


You can feel the heat shoot through you, curling your insides as the pleasure forced onto you by him makes you lose your mind a little more.

“ AH! Nuh- fuvk” you throw your head back and your hands grip his hair with enough force to snap his neck but ever the champion he doesn’t budge as if all your strength means nothing.

He kisses every where, all the way back to your pussy. Seems to be his favourite place really.

« Please! Nuh no- no m-more. I won’t come again »

He smirks. « mentirosa » * liar*

And the realisation hits you. Jake. You can’t tell when they switched at all and you don’t care anymore.


You whimper at the thought of your rough boyfriend bullying you for the rest of the night. He’s just so mean, he’s not soft with you like Marc and Steven are.

You try to pull away from him but his arms are like steal and hold you right where you are. He gathers you up to his mouth and holds you firmly In place as if he could bring you any fucking closer.

You vaguely wonder if he can even breath. He unburies his face and looks at you with boredom.

“ This is how you need to be treated. This is what you want. Girls like you don’t know how to be good , gotta remind y’a constantly how to, cause deep down your just a pretty whore, empty head, big tits and a bigger fucking attitude.”

He stares into your eyes with hunger and greed, blowing soft cold hair on your clit and your beg him to spare you to no vail.

«  PLEASE, OH LORD PLEASE » grasping at his head your fingers loosely tugging at his curls in vain. You have no strength left.

“ bet you’ll act straight when I’m done with you here, how about it sugar tits ? Huh? Wanna be my good girl?”

His arms reach over your body to your boobs, your nipples hard and perky, begging for attention.

“ you never let us have as much fun with these was we should. ‘ I’m too sensitive there daddy stop!’” He makes a whinny voice, mocking you.
Licking his lips and fondling your tits.

You sob.

“ I do-I d-i don’t understand, Im a good girl, I’m a good girl!” You moaned at him.
Not understanding why he was punishing you.

You’d only asked for a little attention, it’s not a fucking crime is it? Thing is, Jake doesn’t care how good you are, or if you brat off to him, he just likes to see you suffer.

“ No, you’re not. Your a desperate slut who can’t go a minute without Marc or Steven eating you out” He states factually. No arguing with him. Well he’s not really wrong, is he.

You hiccup when he picks you up and manhandles your back to his chest.

He’s sitting on the couch, with you on his lap,your legs spread and resting on each of his.

Your skirt rides up and shows off everything. He slides his hand up your shirt and rips your bra from your body. He’s not a patient man, he’ll just buy you a new one.

“Daddy no!” You pout, that was a nice bra for fucks sake.

Feather light cruel touches softly grope you over your top, it’s the only warning you get.

“ I’ll never thank marc enough for making you call us that. It’s fucking delightful, you like calling me daddy don’t you baby? “He smiles at you and you suddenly don’t mind how mean Jake is.

He’s so fucking cute you’d let him punish you whenever he wanted if he did it with that smiles.

“Do it. thank me for teaching you proper fucking manners « 

You don’t stand a chance against him.when he starts to flick and pinch and pull at your little buttons your words fly out in attempt to placate or even please him.

“ T-thank,thank you! T-Tank you daddy Jake, ah Ah! « 

You feel good, everything feels good, but it’s too much and not enough and you don’t know anything anymore.

Just that you’ve been bad and that he’s teaching you something important.

Your not sure what but you pray he’s satisfied before long.

“ you’re probably getting so wet right now, fuck “ he breaths.


“You best not leak all over my fuvking couch bitch”

He hissed with an evil smile.

Tears make their way down your fave at the harsh words, he’s so mean, why is he so mean?? It’s not your fault your pussy leaks like gushing water, you don’t mean too!

You can’t help it, your hands shakily reach for his in attempt to stop him but you paw and whine and he simply kisses your neck as a response.

He flicks both nipples irregularly with his thumb and pinches them hard at random.

«  Jake! JAKE, fuvk please Jake, I-Im sorry, daddy! Bad, bad I’m really bad, thank you! Ah, please! »

You desperately babble at him, trying to figure out the magic words to elicit mercy from him but he doesn’t care.

Jake smacks both your tits and grabs a handful jiggling them and examens your face.

It’s embarrassing, it’s humiliating. But you have no say when he toys with you like this. You look away.

“No. Bad.” He says, pinching your perky nipples again.Hard.

You writh under him, your cheeks burning with embarrassment and your pussy wetting your thighs.

“ fucking look at me”


And when you look up, you can’t help yourself, you’re wrecked and He’s flicking your nipples a little faster.

You cry.

“ awwww , little cry baby bitch, feels good right? All that fucking nonsense about ‘ I’m too sensitive there’ was bullshit wasn’t it sweetheart, hmm?”


He stares and watches you cry. Your hands clinging to his pants.

You’re blushing and angry and he thinks it’s the cutest thing in the world.

“You just like to be difficult don’t you? Perrita “ * little bitch*

He pinches you again for not answering him fast enough.


“ yes Jake “ you moan sobbing. Shame wracking your frame.he lets you look away as a reward.

Your back arches further when you feel his cock pressing against your ass, your hips bucking against air. Heat coils in your stomach and you feel like you’re about to see stars again.

“W-huh, w-wait! I’m -I AH” and you cum again, untouched. He laugh at you and your cunt twitches in shame. You whine.

“ I cant believe how long these idiots have been letting you get away with this. if it were up to me, They’d be playing with your tits whenever they fucking want” he growls getting rougher with you, slapping your thigh, you gasp.

“Oh well, it’s never to late to discipline a slut. I’m gonna send you back to them well trained and thankful for it.”

He says still playing with your tits like stress balls.


You don’t know how long he spends assaulting your boobs and making you cry but eventually One of his hands reaches down, down ,down your body and you gasp when he find your pussy lips, his two fingers collecting slick mercifully sparing your throbbing clit.

You don’t think you can take anymore.

He brings them up to his mouth and forces you to look at him when he licks them up clean, your eyes water as you know what that means.

“ what’s this? Huh? What did I tell you about letting your pussy make a mess on my couch Y/N “


He goes back for more, collecting your arousal on his fingers and bringing it up to his mouth, an evil smiles making its way to his lips as he watches you panic.

“Fucking leaking everywhere. Daddy’s gonna have to clean you up now .”

“ J-Jake, please” You cry.

“I’m sorry baby, but if you hadn’t made such a fucking mess I wouldn’t have to clean up after you huh?

“ w-wait, Jake I -can’t! N-no more please!”

But then you’re moving. And he’s flipping you on your back, his strong mercenary arms holding your legs apart again.

He stares into your eyes and you watch him go down on you with a smirk. Holding your thighs apart with unmoving strength.

He keeps eye contact with you when he starts sucking on your clit.

«  AH, NGHAAA NAH N-nah! Please! Please!”

Takes his time torturing you, he flicks your cunny and fuckes you with his tongue , hums and laughs when you cry and cum in his mouth again, the vibration stimulating you more.

“ Mi pequeña zorra eh » *my little slut huh*


You pant and shake under him

You plead for him to spare you but whenever you’d try and shuffle away he’d press his tongue on your clit flat and flick hard, repeatedly till you settled back down and let him punish you as he sees fit. You’re not even sure what you did wrong this time.

“ Please! Please, m-mercy! Daddy! Daddy daddy! Ah,mmmh ngh no!”

 You begged,not getting any of his attention Until you land a solid smack against his cheek and he grabs your wrists.

He looks up again, surprised and amused. Like he can’t believe you’d get yourself in even more trouble on purpose.

«  please «  you whisper, he watches your tears cascade from your burning cheeks.

But you can see in his eyes full of malice, begging is futile, he’ll make you do it a again though, for fun.

He licks his lips, his tone of voice bored and a little annoyed, as if you haven’t been fighting for your fucking life a second ago.

«  You know what i think? I think Steven spoils you. I think Marc lets you off the hook and babies you. I think you like to play them both and make us look fucking stupid caving to all your fucking whims and wishes. What do you think pretty? Huh ? Think your spoiled ?»

You say nothing as you appreciate the lack of attention on your pussy.

“ you ignoring me puta ?” You nod and look away in defiance. Fuck him, so what if you were?

He doesn’t like that.

« fucking brat" and you scream as his thumb presses harshly against your abused little nub.

« JAAAKE » you’re struggling against him again, digging your nails into his hand and it only makes him smile.

He holds your wrists against his chest and you can feel his steady heart against your hands.

Your desperate and crying, begging, utterly tortured and wrecked.

There’s no sympathy there. He likes it.

“ why don’t you answer ? Huh? You don’t think you’re spoiled? Think I should put you back in your place? Discipline you? “

He laugh again as your weak fists hit his unmovable shoulder.

“ AH- UH FU-ck please please please please please!”

Your whole body convulse and your eyes roll back as you cum again.

“ pretty bitch” he cooed and smirks at you.

He keeps going, slow torturous circles. As he comes up to watch your face, your panting and crying and spit is running down your chin your expression utterly fucked.


He lets go of your wrist, to see if you’d hit him again and your arms circle around his back and in an act of defiance you make long painful scratches with your nails.

He doesn’t care, he kisses you and smiles in between your moans and begging.

«  Jake, Jake Jake JAKE, ah ah, please, good , so so good please I-cant ,no more »

You chant his name like a prayer when you feel your nth orgasm creep up on you , you don’t know what you want as you try to squirm away from him but your body rolls into his touch like it’s begging for anything from him.

You’re barely in control of yourself when you kick his hand away from your cunt, from over stimulation And he growls with a promise of worse things to come.

 « for fucks sake » He reprimands. His tone unforgiving. You whimper in shame and fear tears falling again.

«  I-I’m s’sorry j-Jake I-I « 

negative emotions now at the edge your fuzzy sensitive mind.

You think you hear him giggle, impossible.
it’s condescending and mean and it makes your brain soft and fuzzy.

“All ‘at cryin’ for what, huh?” He chuckled breathlessly at your ruined expression

“ fucking llorona ”*cry baby* he kisses your tears with a fondness you don’t see on him often.

Nothing made sense. The only thing right was him. And now he was mad at you.

“ awww , it’s ok baby, I’m making you feel a little too good is that it? “ and he’s so sweet with you, he’s trying to calm you down he doesn’t want you upset.

He was so soft you almost though Steven had come back to save you.

 “ It’s like daddy said earlier, They’ve been spoiling you so much you just don’t know how to act anymore. It’s not your fault Cachorrita « *puppy*

Jake looks you in the eye with glee and amusement when he shakes his head slowly telling you what a stupid pet you are and how it’s not your fault.

You follow his movements and shake your head too.

«  Not your fault, is it pretty girl?? Hmmm? stupid sluts like you just can’t help themselves. I know that, I forgive you cariño. »

He nods his head at you with a smile and watches you humiliate yourself by nodding along.

He laughs and the only thing you understand is that you made him happy and you cunny flutters at the though.

“ I’m not done with you though and you keep making shit difficult for me, so we gotta fix that”

He says gathering you in his arms with so much care and gentleness.As if you weigh nothing.

Your head rests on his shoulder as he gets you both off the couch.

You snuggle into him and he feels like the luckiest man alive, he doesn’t even mind sharing you with his brothers if that means he gets to have you like this whenever he wants.

It’s funny really, as he sets you down on the bed carefully and brushes your hairs away from your wrecked face.

He thinks about buying you flowers, and taking you out on more dates , he thinks about marrying you and starting a family.

He imagines you heavy with his babies, barefoot, pregnant.

His little housewife.

He knows Marc and Steven would love that. Fuck, that’s a future worth protecting.

His eyes craze over when a slight fear of your future together being threatened sparks in his mind and He prowls over you.


You’re staring at him with your tongue lolling out like a dog and your eyes are black, pupils completely dilated.

 “Tu mío, tu mío para siempre, ¿entiendes? *You’re mine,you’re mine forever,understand?*


There’s a sort of urgency in the way he says so, like he’s desperate and needs reassurance.

“ you’ll never leave us, never. I won’t fucking let you” He rips his belt off with his left hand and ties your wrists above your head to the bed post.

“ never leave you “ you agree with a warm sigh. Eyes teary and blissed out.

Stroking your lips he tilts your head to the side to look at yourself in the mirror.

“ I’m gonna make you a good girl, and you’re gonna behave for me, and when I’m not here you’ll be good for Steven and Marc as-well”

“ or else you’re gonna Sit here with me and do all this all over again”

He’s rough with you when he whispers into your ear. You nod frantically to spare any extra “ discipline “ he had in store for you.

You’re not sure how threatening a smile can be but Jake wears his like a Warning. He has you right where you belong, at his mercy.

You’re pathetic and helpless and his.

“ Mine” he says as his eyes craze over with lust and possessiveness.

Steven and Marc haven’t synced up with him the way they do each other, they don’t get to see the world through his eyes yet, maybe someday. He thinks, what a shame they don’t get to see how good he treats you.

Jake looks down at you with boredom and a severe lack of empathy, his thumb caressing your wrists with intent.

“ Daddy~ ” you moan,love dripping from your voice.

He can tell your just calling him for the sake of it, you don’t really want anything but to be near him right now and It makes him stupidly happy.

He thinks he’s doing you a favour when he lets his fingers lightly tease your clit, sliding up and down, up and down on your cunt.

He does feel bad they don’t get to see you like this, destroyed ,utterly pathetic, Twitching and quivering under him. Your hands tug at his belt but you’re stuck. He smirks.

So Helpless.

So pretty.

He pulls out his phone and sets it against the lamp facing the mirror, capturing both of you on the bed from your side and presses the camera to record.

 He speaks directly into your ear when he tells you “ y’a wanna say hi to daddy Steven? “ he takes well earned break from playing with your pussy.

Stretching his arm back to grab Steven’s single ankle restraint, and attached it to your own.

He secures your leg and hand bindings, tugging and making sure you can’t struggle at him, bending your right leg as far as it goes against your stomach, in a half mating press before resuming his favourite pass time.

Driving you to the brink of insanity.

His hands find their rightful place at your core, index finger tapping your pulsing bundle of nerve.

He grabs your jaw gently and makes you look into the mirror so the camera can see you properly and slowly applies pressure on your pussy.

“ huhh hi ! Hi Steven, hi Daddy ‘teven “ you said. Your hips bucked against Jake when mentioning your other boyfriend. Pussy leaking more thinking about him.

He pushed your untethered leg over his shoulder and undid his trousers shuffling out of them. Exposing his twitching cock, precum having ruined his pants completely.

 His left hand grabs your wrists as leverage. While his right arm kept your leg firmly over his shoulder.

“ Hmm, good girl. How bout daddy Marc? Don’t be mean.” Jake grumbles when he starts to grind on your cunt, his length sliding against your slit making you twitch and writhe under him.

“ Hi! huhhh-hi Marc, hi dada!” Your arms tug on the belt and both your legs shake. You wish he was here , you miss him, he wouldn’t be so mean, he would have caved not even 10 minutes in and let you get off however you wanted.

 He repositions himself right at your entrance and rubs.

“ Jake ! Jake! Ah! Please! I need, I want-want , I-nghhh fuh-! I w-want Jake! Please”

“ Want Jake? Want me, baby?? Is it cause I fuck you the best? Im your favourite huh?”

“ nuh uh” you deny, shaking your head.

You don’t have a favourite, you love them all, even in your current state your brain won’t forget that.

He looks into the mirror with a smile on his face.“ y’a here that lads? Your girlfriend’s a fuckin’ Liar, that’s ok though , Jake can fix that” licking his lips. » he says menacingly.

He centres the tip of his throbbing cock on your wet cunt with his thick hand.

“Who’s your favourite ?” He tapped it against your clit once, then twice. Your legs convulse , a low whine breaking from your throat as you shook your head no.

“Fuckin’ speak” 

“No!” You shout, struggling against your bonds, threatening to break his belt and Steven’s ankle restraint.
You can feel another orgasm coiling in your stomach.

“ y’a gonna answer me like a good girl by the end of this I promise “

He says, letting his thick length fall on your clit again and the obscene wet *splat* as it connects with your wet core has his dick twitch on your bundle of nerves and you cum.

“Uh-huhh, huh please, n-no more” your pussy drips with cream and you’re scared he’ll notice and claim he has to clean you up again.

“ no one gave you permission to cum… and just cause you did don’t mean shit to me, we’re gonna sit here till you admit what we all already know… “ his lips twitch at your broken face.

“Who’s your favourite, puta ?”

Jake’s face broke out in a grin that stretched from ear to ear, tapping the head of his cock against your spasming clit. 

You let out a broken sob. You can’t choose, you can’t, you can’t , you can’t. YOU WONT.

No matter what he does to you, you won’t choose.

“ m-mercy, mercy!” You beg, desperately.

“Mercy? What the fuck do I look like? ” he sneers at you.

The frustration of his own arousal finally making itself known,Jake had exceptional self control when it came to sex, it almost always felt like torturing you was satisfying enough he didn’t need to get himself off….

Almost. He is but a man, maybe you can out last him…

As if he read you mind he punishes your thoughts and slaps his cock on your poor cunny again.

You scream.

You shake your head, thrash and cry under him. Your right leg over his shoulder , toes curling but you still can’t bring yourself to answer his ridiculous question.

He’s not amused anymore, his inexistant patients running out completely,you never stood a chance.

“ Your gonna learn today I swear.”

He groans. Mushroom head sliding up and down your wet folds then repeatedly smacking your clit.

“ Dah ! AH Mmmmmm huhhh please daddy I can’t !”

“ shut up. “ He’s shaking when he centres his dick directly above your pulsing clit and his other hand is gripping tightly onto your thigh as he spreads you wider punishing you and edging you both out if spite.

Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack !

Your sobbing, crying, screaming, twitching away from the assault but his cock just follows you.The sounds of your soaking wet pussy resonating in his apartment.

“ DADDY DAHDAH PLEASE, Ah! MmmMM NUH NO MORE nAh!!”

He doesn’t slow down a torturous pace is set on your abused cunt.

“ I own you. You're my bitch. You only have free will because I’m fucking nice. I should keep you on a leash, naked on my bed all day for the way you behave around poor little Steven. So mind your fucking manners and stop lying."

«  I’m your favourite. Say it « 

You shake your head as you sob pathetically, cunny fluttering and your whole body shaking under him, and there’s a small bit of pride that returns to your shattered esteem.

He hadn’t Broken you yet and you felt a little proud of yourself.

Didn’t last long though.

“No? Your shaking your head ‘no’ ?”

“At me?” He growls. His eyes cloud in lust and danger and you curl in on yourself as much as you’ve been allowed.

All you can do is pant and mumble pleading always begging.

He towers over you his gold chain dangling in front of your lips as You look up at him begging for any kind of sympathy but as always… you find none.

Jakes cock is almost purple in strain,angry, twitching and pre-cum leaking all over your cunt. Begging to relentlessly punish you.

Despite his painful erection, his will to break you trumps any other kind of pleasure.

You don’t know whether you were a saint or a horrible sinner in your past lives to have been served to Jake Lockley on a silver platter like this.

You scream when his tip circles your clit and slowly, harshly and he hisses.

“ I’m gonna break you. I. Am going. To fucking break you and then you’re gonna tell me how much you love me for it.”

He sneers at you, his unhinged smile and sharp teeth only serve to make you wetter and you hiccup at your traitorous body.

“ ah , puh-please” you beg quietly one last time looking up into his unsympathetic beautiful eyes.

Submission takes a hold of you completely when he sheaths his cock in your warm lips and sets an inhuman pace.

You come again and your brain is empty. He keeps hitting you on that one spot, it makes your whole body jump, your stomach tightening again immediately.

He’s made you into nothing more then a thoughless slut at this point. And if you could think, you’d find yourself grateful for it.

He doesn’t stop snapping his hips into you, he just keeps hitting your nerves again and again and again and again.

The humiliating sound of your drenched pussy could be filling up the entire apartment complex and you could do nothing to stop him.

You should hate him. You should want to kill him.

But he’s fucked out any negative feelings relating to him or any coherent thoughts for that matter. Any fight left in you has completely died.

Instead you smile up at him dumbly as your tits bounce obscenely and your lips pathetically try to reach for his. A kiss, you just wanna kiss from your daddy.

Love, love love love. It’s all love on your mind now. He smirks above you relishing in his victory.

“ love, I-I love. I love Jake,L-love, love daddy”

He smirks and nuzzles your face. Kissing and rewarding your lack of thought.

“ oh, there she is” He coos at you and his face breaks into an expression of love and longing and softness.

“ you love me? Yeah? Fuck you’re pretty. You’re my favourite girl you know that baby? I don’t like playin’ with anyone the way I play with you. Mi perrita favorita.”

He hits you at that angle again and you come on his cock crying while he chases his own high. You can only twitch and weakly thrash under him as he ignores you.

“ daddy! Jake! J-Jake-jah Dada!” His hand grabs your face and forces you to look into the mirror while his free fingers taps your abused clit.

“ AHH AH JAKE NAH FUCK mmmmmhhaa!”

“Y’a gonna behave now aren’t yah ?”

He pants and groans and shakes. His body on the verge of release , he won’t let himself though, not until he’s sure to have Marc and Steven fucking livid with him.

The most wicked smiles adorns his face when he looks into the mirror with you.

His phone capturing the absolute filth of the scene in front of him.

“ who’s your favourite?” And Ofcourse you tell him what he wants to hear ‘cause your his good girl now, all you know is his cock.

“ JAKE, jake! DADDY! FAvourite, jake jah mmmh! Nhu ! Dada!


And finally he fills you up with his cum and rides it out as he makes you squirt all over his cock. You convulse and your eyes roll back, tongue panting and drool all over your face.

He crashes on top you, exhausted, chuckling when he snatches his phone from beside the lamp and flips the camera to his face

“ Tag » He breaths.

« you’re it” challenging whichever of his dumbass alters to live up to the debauchery he’s just made of you before shutting his phone off and leaving it for them to find his Magnum opus.

He looks at you, passed out under him.and brushes your hair out of your face, undoing your restraints and shoves your face into his neck, he gathers you into his arms carefully.

Holding you like you’re gonna run away from him. And you snuggle into him, his scent for comfort.

“ love,love, love you” you babble in your sleep and he thanks the gods for a blessing he knows he didn’t deserve.

You.

He thinks about a million things he could experience with you Marc and Steven.

Life is good. Too good, it confuses him sometimes, like it’s just not supposed to be this easy and he gets frustrated and takes it out on you.

You seem to like it well enough despite your protests, so he doesn’t feel a need to change.

Besides.

Being an asshole is kind of his love Language.

“ te quiero más”

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Tell me your favourite parts!!! I really enjoyed writing this and I’d love to know what you guys like about it.

taking this opportunity to thirst about L eating pussy. after a day of staring at screens and piecing together information, there’s nothing sweeter to indulge in other than the flavor of your cunt. (i want him so bad, dear god)

dear god. dear god so do i. i feel like L is a fucking menace when it comes to your pussy. in his own, quiet little way, devoted grips on your thighs when you squirm, little tuts and hums when he wants you a certain way. he's always holding you so tenderly it drives you insane. you can never really tell how he feels, until he comes home one night and stands at the doorway.

you look at each other for a quiet second before he says, "can you sit on my face?"

L's never asked for much in his life. you bake him the sweetest cakes and kiss him with fruity lip glosses, but that's all from the things you learn about him, less about what he's asked for. so this, this request is something you feel so compelled to grant him. you're a little scared, hovering your cunt right above his mouth. "'m a lil heavy," you mumble, hands digging into the arm of the couch to hold yourself up.

but L is almost as stubborn as you are. pulls you down roughly onto his face, the sudden warmth and wetness of his tongue catching you offguard. you mewl, grinding your hips against his mouth and whining, "L, s-slow down— fuck," but he doesn't listen. you can feel him humming against your cunt, latching his lips around the swollen bud of your clit. it's almost like you're sugar, sweet melting on his tongue, your syrupy cunt dripping and weeping all over his chin. when you cum you cum messy; the rough pads of his fingers circling your clit, tongue fucking deep into your pussy, consuming you whole. he only considers himself done when you go limp, body fallen forward and fingers clutching the rough canvas of the couch. only considers himself done when you can't seem to form a sentence, have to be helped by him. it's lucky for you and your dumb little head that he does all the thinking for you, right?

Help! I accidentally fell head over heels for Rodrick Heffley AGAIN!