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Sam + Smoke Hearts

WARNINGS: female s/o, "suggestive" content, smoking, lmk if I missed any!

WC: 74 words

SAM MONROE would blow smoke hearts to his girlfriend, winking and smirking at her afterwards, taking pride in her reaction. It didn't matter where to him: in class (he didn't give two shits whether or not the teacher allowed smoking in class), outside and in bright daylight, he didn't care. It was his way of showing her he loved her, all the while showing off to others that she was his and his alone.

Yesss that’s absolutely fine can’t wait to read it 😁😁😁

Conflicted

(link to og ask)

WARNINGS: eventual smut/porn w plot (READ AT YOUR OWN RISK), female s/o, threesome (the boys aren’t dating each other tho cuz INCEST), unprotected sex (piv), dp (double penetration), praise, degradation, name calling (slut), a bit of worship, oral/facefucking (m receiving), brief tit and pussy slapping, brief nipple play, a bit of aftercare, lmk if I missed any!

synopsis: The twins take their best friend on a trip with their family, and end up confessing things that weren't wanted to be said.

-> note: Scott still does have sexual trauma, but it was with his aunt (who they now have a restraining order against). I’m so sorry this took so long!

WC: 1,922 words

Sam and Scott were going on a trip to Maine; their grandparents had owned a house there and they handed it down to their parents, so now they used it as a vacation home whenever they were going up there for a bit. This time, though, they wanted to bring an extra guest.

"Morning, mom," Scott said as he came down the stairs from his room. Sam was already in the kitchen, eating a bowl of cereal. It was rare to see him actually eating elsewhere besides his own room, but his excuse was he "just felt like it."

"Hi, sweetie," she responds lovingly as she makes herself some waffles, "what do you want for breakfast?"

"Uhm... I'll just have some cereal," he decides, grabbing the box and pouring some into a bowl he fetches as well.

The silence was deafening, and all it did was create a slight tension in the room. "Mom..." Scott starts, and he looks at Sam, raising his eyebrows at him. They discussed this last night, wanting to ask to bring their best friend (and crush) along with them, but they never really came to a final thought. Sam shook his head quickly, but stopped and continued eating his food normally when their mother turned around.

"Yes?" she said. "What is it?"

He hesitates for a minute, wondering if he should give into not asking like his brother wanted him to, but he decided to ask anyways, being the asshole he is. "...Can our friend come with us to Maine?"

Sam groaned, slamming his head onto the island in frustration, which earned him a silently scolding look from his mother. He was fucked as soon as Sam could get him alone.

"The one that dresses like you?" she asks, to which he nods. "...Well, we all like her and enjoy her company. So, to be honest, I don't see why not."

Scott's eyes widened in surprise, and Sam's head shot up, his expression one of pure shock too. "What?" their voices rung out through the kitchen.

"A thing at work popped up, emergency, so I can't go with you guys. However, I'd be more than happy if she went with you both, so then you'll have someone else to hang out with. I was going to invite her anyways."

They certainly didn't see that coming.

That’s how they ended up loading up their mom’s van with their bags, waiting for her to show up. Their hearts pounded in their ears, the tension only heightening with each passing second.

And then she showed up, wearing a simple sweatshirt and sweatpants. It was going to be a long ride, so it made sense why she’d want to dress comfortable. But all it did was make their cocks harden in their pants. They thought she looked good in anything; she could wear a potato sack and they’d still get aroused.

“Hey, guys,” she greets as she carries her bags with her, gently putting them on the ground to return the hugs they immediately gave her. They were acting like they were little kids on Christmas with how excited they were.

“Hey,” Sam said, ruffling her hair a bit playfully. “You excited?”

“You should be,” Scott chimed in, “the place we have in Maine is huge. We got jet skis and kayaks for the lake, we got a shit ton of games… It’s gonna be so fuckin’ fun.”

"I bet," she responds as she puts her bags in the back, the twins following suit with theirs. Sam couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt; she might just think of them as friends, but they wanted something more. What if they completely screwed up if they told her, and that their friendship was ruined?

Scott felt the sudden tension from his brother, since they're pretty much involuntarily synced, and elbows him lightly. They both lock in a stare, and immediately, Scott knows what he's thinking about. "It'll be fine, man," he whispers to his brother.

"Are you sure about that?" he murmurs back, hoping it didn't seem suspicious. However, he felt a bit of relief since she was already opening the door and getting in the car. "I just... I don't know about this, dude."

"We at least gotta try," Scott says, "because we'll never know if we don't. You know she ain't gonna make the first move if she does feel the same."

Sam nods a little, "I know, I know. I guess we can try... I at least wanna stay friends. But what if she doesn't wanna?"

He sighs. "Then we'll just have to live with that. Somehow."

The both of them just decide it's probably the best that they stop talking, and they both get in the car as well. They weren't going to get anywhere just sitting there with their dicks painfully hard.

Once they got there, they settled in, unpacking their things and chilling out on the couch. The place was massive, and they took pride in it as they saw how awestruck she was. They were right on the water, too, which made it even more of a beautiful area.

"I wanna go for a quick swim," she states, getting up from the couch, "you two can come if you want. Then we can watch a bunch of horror movies when I get back, like we wanted."

They nod, and Scott looks over the couch. "I'll come," he says, turning off whatever random movie they put on.

Sam only took the initiative, feeling a little bit of jealousy, "I'll come too."

And so they all changed into swimwear, and the twins couldn't help but stare as they saw her in a black bikini. She smirked, rolling her eyes playfully. "Like what you see?"

They snapped out of their trance, their faces flushing a bit in embarrassment. They were way too alike sometimes.

She chuckled, "I'm just fucking with you guys."

They made their way to the dock, and she was the first jump in, emerging a few seconds later and moving her hair away from her face. "C'mon, you chickens!" she called out. "The water's perfect."

Sam looked at his brother, who simply shrugged, before following suit and jumping in. Coming up a few seconds later, he gestured for Sam to join them. He sighed, rolling his eyes before doing the same.

Eventually it became a warzone, all of them splashing water at each other and laughing. It was perfect, the addition of the sunset making the moment even more memorable, and Sam couldn't hold it in anymore. As she sent water towards him, he went under, popping up right in front of her.

His blue-grey eyes locked on hers, and they both just looked at each other for a moment before he cupped her face and kissed her passionately. Surprisingly, she was kissing back. Thank god, that would've been awkward.

Scott, for one, was shocked. Wasn't Sam literally the one that was reluctant to do this in the first place a few hours before? However, he didn't object to the idea, making his way over to the two. He put himself behind her, grabbing her hips and kissing her neck.

She moaned a bit into the kiss as she got double the attention, wrapping her arms around Sam's neck as their tongues danced.

He picked her up while still kissing her, her legs wrapping around his waist, and carried her inside, Scott following the two eagerly. They were in for a wild ride.

They laid a towel on the bed, and put her down on top of it, taking a second to just admire her there. Her hair was fanned out above her head, as if it were a halo, and she was panting for air she was trying to regain from the heated kiss. They made quick work of removing their swimwear, and soon all three of them were naked.

They couldn't even believe this was happening right now, but she wasn't objecting to anything, so they took it as the hint that she wanted this just as much.

"Jus' tell us if it's too much, mkay?" Sam murmurs, to which she nods in response.

She then looks over at Scott. "Are you sure about this, Scotty?" she asks, "I don't want you to force yourself-"

"I've never wanted anything more in my entire life," he cuts her off. "I'm okay. Trust me."

He then then grabbed her hips, bringing her to the edge of the bed, his cock right at her entrance. "I'm goin' first."

Sam rolled his eyes and got on the bed above her, tapping the fat head of his dick to her lips. "Kiss."

She obeyed, giving little kisses to his tip like she were worshipping him. He smirked, satisfied. "Good girl... gonna have to make you worship me a lot more often. Lick."

She once again complied, kitten licking the throbbing head. He sighed in content, watching her submit to him as Scott pushed inside her.

She gasped, her head tilting back a bit so now her nose was touching Sam's tip, and he slapped her breast, making her cry out. "I didn't tell you to stop, slut," he growls, and she immediately goes back to kissing and licking, to which he hums in approval. "There y' go. Good fuckin' girl."

Scott set an unimaginable pace, barely giving her time to adjust. He just fit so perfectly, how could he resist? "Oh my fuck, Sam. You're gonna love this pussy just as much as I am," he grunted, "fit so nicely. She was so made for us."

"Yeah?" he says to his brother, before giving her another command. "Open."

She opens her mouth, and he slides inside, ignoring her tiny gag and he thrust into her throat. "Oh wow, baby. You're a fuckin' natural. Takin' us like a pro."

"I'm gonna cum!" she whimpered, though it was muffled because she had Sam's cock stuffed down her throat. They could make out what she said, though, and Scott only sped up, even though it felt like he was already at maximum speed.

"C'mon, cum for us," Scott coaxed, moving his hand to give little slaps on her clit, amplifying her pleasure. At the same time, Sam pinched both her nipples while still fucking her face, sending her over the edge and squirting all over Scott's cock.

He groaned and followed shortly after, shooting ropes of his hot seed inside her, her walls milking him for every last drop. Sam came at the same time as his brother, ironically, releasing his cum into her mouth and pulling out shortly after. "Show me," he commands, to which she sticks her tongue out, his seed on her tongue and in her mouth. He hums in content, smirking, "Swallow." She complies, and he leans down to kiss her.

Scott had a smug smirk on his face, too, pulling out to admire his work and watch his cum drip from her greedy hole. "Let's switch."

After a long, intense night, the three of them cuddled under the sheets, her in the middle, Scott in front of her and Sam behind her.

"...I love you guys," she whispers, still overstimulated from all the rounds they had.

Sam smiles, kissing her cheek from behind. "I love you too."

"And I love you too," Scott adds, not wanting to give his brother the upper hand, kissing her forehead.

She smiles to herself, "So, are we're like... dating now?"

"Well, duh," Sam responds, putting his chin on her head. "Just not dating... each other, y'know."

Scott nods in agreement. "But we're gonna have to get used to sharing, then."

Sam smirks a bit, "I'm fine with that."

HOPE YOU ENJOYED! <3

Kinktober Day 4 (10/04): Piercings + Nipples starring Sam Monroe

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WARNINGS: porn w plot/eventual smut though brief (READ AT YOUR OWN RISK), female s/o, dom Sam/sub s/o, piercings, brief nipple play/sucking, hc that Sam has a Prince Albert piercing, car sex, piv sex, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), lmk if I missed any!

synopsis: Tension was high between Sam and his best friend who he wanted so much more with. Finally, though, it was the day that he completely lost it.

-> note: I just got my helix piercing today, so I thought it was super funny that this was today’s prompt! Hope you enjoy <3

WC: 829 words

When she mentioned going to go get a helix piercing done, he couldn’t help but offer to accompany her; he knew how much she hated needles. So there he was, waiting in his car at her house to pick her up. She came out in comfortable clothes, something loose, but he couldn’t help but stare. She’s always drawn him in like that.

“You ready?” he asks as she buckles up and he leaves her house.

“Probably not,” she responds with a small smile, crossing her arms and looking out the window, “but we’re doing this.”

“I guess we are.”

Most of the ride was silent, with some metal music on low. However, he needed to talk to her; he needed to hear her voice again, he craved it. “…So you just gettin’ a helix?”

“No, I’m actually getting another one,” she corrects, “but I’m not telling you. It’s a surprise.”

He huffs and rolls his eyes before refocusing on the road, driving the remainder of the way to the piercing shop.

Soon after she was lying down in the seat, and he was holding her hand for comfort. She was a bit sweaty, due to her anxiety and literally being a living furnace, but he didn’t mind; he could be like that sometimes too. She was nervous, he understood that. But he had a feeling, a gut feeling, that his presence gave her at least a little bit more comfort.

He sat down in a stool next to her but out of the piercer’s way, whispering praises and words of encouragement to her. After the first one was done, he couldn’t help but lean in and give her an ever so gentle kiss on the forehead. It was bold yet an experimental move, an action to test the waters. She was taken aback by it, but she didn’t say anything further; she liked it.

“Took it like a pro,” he murmured against her forehead before leaning back, giving the piercer space once more to do the other side. He gave her a kiss on the cheek this time after that side was done, and she looked so amazing with them.

“And then…” the piercer started, looking over at his paper, “Nipples?”

“Yeah,” she replies in confirmation, and Sam was in absolute shock. Eyes widened, face a bit paler, everything. However, his cheeks were completely flushed.

He couldn’t help but stare as she lifted her shirt, revealing her full, perfect breasts. Holy fucking shit, were they better than he ever imagined.

He spaced out, pretty much, until he heard her suck in a sharp breath. The first one was done, and it was clearly painful.

So, he leaned in and gave kisses along her jawline. “You’re such a fuckin’ tease, draggin’ me here for this shit,” he whispers to her, nipping on her neck.

The second one clearly hurt more than the first, since she took in a bigger breath and her expression clearly served as further evidence. However, it was done just like that. The jewelry that now adorned her perky nipples, fuck… Sam was already rock hard.

Once they got in the car, he was completely silent, driving with a neutral expression. She looked out onto the road, not necessarily minding the silence, until she realized this wasn’t the way to his house. Weren’t they going to hang out at his place after? That’s what they planned. “Sammy?” she started, using that nickname only she got away with, before he quickly parked in a secluded spot in basically the middle of nowhere.

She couldn’t even get another word out because his lips crashed against hers in a bruising kiss, immediately claiming dominance and his tongue making its way into her mouth. She melted into him, kissing back softly, making a noise of content.

He moved down a bit, to her nipples as he ever so gently pushed her shirt up, careful as to not cause her any pain. “You think they’ll be fine with gettin’ a lil’ jizz on ‘em?” he questioned with a cocky smirk before latching onto one, suckling greedily yet gently to make sure it didn’t sting.

And then she was bent over in the back seat as he pounded into him. “Fuckin’ prick,” *he grunted as he thrust into her at an unruly pace, “he shouldn’t have been able to see what’s fuckin’ mine. These fuckin’ tits are mine.” It didn’t take long before they came, and he filled her full of his cum. Panting in the afterglow, he smirked as he looked down at his work. “C’mon, baby,” he breathed out, basically saying they were dating now and no excuses, “my mom’s cooked up your favorite.”

She went to grab tissues that she had with her, just in case she had some sort of reaction to the piercings, and he stopped her. “Ah ah,” he chided, “none of that. No cleanin’ it up. Want you to feel my cum drippin’ out of you.”

SORRY THE SMUT IS SO SHORT I’M SO TIRED

Kinktober Day 5 (10/05): Gangbang starring James Kelly, & Sam + Scott Monroe

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WARNINGS: smut though brief (READ AT YOUR OWN RISK), female s/o, dom James + Sam + Scott/sub s/o, gangbang, slight age gap (between the teenagers and James; all of them are 18+), degradation, piv sex, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), double penetration, voyeurism/cucking, praise, pet names/name calling (slut, good girl, baby, princess), creampie, lmk if I missed any!

synopsis: The trio find themselves in a horny mess when they all find out that they’re crushing on the same girl. What’s good for them, though, is that she likes them too.

-> note: So I was really trying to space out characters, and I just realized this is literally the ONLY one that has multiple works of the same characters in the same week. So, I guess I'll just have to live with that. Btw, Sam, Scott and James aren't dating each other!

WC: 294 words

It was all a haze, pretty much. James was a good friend of Sam and Scott’s parents, so he invited them over while their parents were away. And, since they all knew what exactly this would be for (since they talked over the phone beforehand), they also invited the girl of their dreams. The girl who had all three of them unknowingly wrapped around her finger.

So here they were, fucking her absolute brains out.

“Such a fuckin’ slut,” James snarled, giving her clit a nice slap as he pounded into her ruthlessly, making her choke out a whimper around Scott’s cock. “Wanted three dicks, huh? So greedy. Well, you got ‘em.”

Sam was jacking off to the sight, already feeling close. Scott had a hold on her head, making sure it was tilted back at the perfect angle so he could have the best pleasure possible.

“Our perfect girl,” Sam cooed in praise, “good girl, baby. Such a good girl.”

“‘M gettin’ close,” Scott grunted, thrusting into her mouth a bit more forcefully, causing her to gag a little. He simply pat her cheek a few times, as if silently praising her and coaxing her, continuing his set pace. “Yeah, y’ gonna take my cum, princess? Fill you up all nice and good?”

It was absolute bliss as all four of them came together, the boys painting her gummy walls, throat and tits with their seed. What a sight it was, for sure.

They lasted the entire night, taking turns in each of her holes and filling her with their cum. Thank the universe she took her birth control early today.

And finally, early in the morning, all of them were sound asleep in each other’s arms without a care in the world.

I’M SO SORRY THAT IT’S THIS SHORT I’M ABSOLUTELY EXHAUSTED

Kinktober Day 16 (10/16): Gun Play/Masks starring Ghostface! Sam Monroe

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WARNINGS: smut (READ AT YOUR OWN RISK), female s/o, dom Sam/sub s/o, gun play, mask kink, pet names (baby, princess, good girl), bondage, brief gagging, some praise, piv sex, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), lmk if I missed any!

synopsis: Ever since Sam started high school, he had the biggest crush on this girl. She had caught his attention in a way no one else could, and the simple fact her style was similar to his made her even more alluring. Now, he would finally have her and protect her, no matter the cost.

-> note: I WAS SO EXCITED TO WRITE THIS ONE RAHHHHHHH (live laugh love Ghostface Sam)

WC: 807 words

He was head over heels for a girl who attended the same high school as he did, and just who happens to be his best friend. But he wants more than that, way more than that. He wants her to be his, in every way possible, no matter what. He’d stop at nothing to make sure that happened, one way or another.

So that’s how he ended up outside her house, watching her undress and get ready for bed. His Ghostface mask and black outfit was marked with blood, the blood of a guy who had crossed the line. He had tried to grab her ass in the hallways, and he was unfortunate enough to meet such a fate, but oh well. He had no regrets whatsoever. No one touches his girl.

When she fell asleep, he stealthily made his way into the house and into her bedroom. Her parents were on vacation, leaving her home alone; it was the perfect time.

He picked her up bridal style, which had ended up waking her up. He cursed to himself internally, and her eyes widened in shock, going to scream or something while also going to punch him. He caught her hand and swiftly covered her mouth and nose, holding her against him as she struggled to escape from his grasp. “Shh, it’s okay, baby,” he murmured soothingly, the voice modulator transforming his voice into one she wouldn’t recognize. She wouldn’t let up, though, so he sighed and slipped some chloroform into her system, making her pass out.

“What am I ever gonna do with you?” he sighs, scooping her up in his arms once more before heading towards his house.

He brought her into his room, laying her down on the bed gently. He tied her to the bed just in case, and then he sat on the edge of the bed to wait for her to wake.

He was considering his options before she stirred, and of course, she woke startled. He quickly covered her mouth when she went to make a noise, and simply decided it would be better to gag her too. So he grabbed a ball gag from his drawer—he had a collection of sex toys, preparing for months for when she would be his—and put it in her mouth, securing it in the back.

“It’s okay,” he coos, smirking under the mask, “y’look so pretty like this, princess.”

She lets out a muffled whimper, struggling against the restraints that he had skillfully put her in. She couldn’t get out even if she tried, he made sure of that.

“Now,” he starts, “I’ll take off the gag if you be a good girl. But…”

He pulls out his glock, pressing it to her temple. “I ain’t afraid to use this, no matter how pretty you are. You understand?”

She nods quickly, her eyes glossy with unshed tears. He wasn’t going to use it, he couldn’t even if he wanted to, he loved her too much. But the threat of it turned him on, and he had a small feeling this whole thing turned her on too.

He took off the gag, and she was silent. She wouldn’t be for long, he knew that, because he’d be absolutely fucking her brains up. And he was right.

Her noises of pleasure escaped her lips as he drilled himself into her ruthlessly, savoring the feeling of her tight walls embracing his length so perfectly. “Shit, been thinkin’ about this and this pussy for so long,” he pants, feeling how close he was. It was so much better than his hand or his pillow, only being able to imagine how she was in bed. But now he got to experience it.

She whined in response, the restraints leaving her wrists and ankles with a reddened ring from the irritation and friction. He didn’t stop, though, keeping the gun next to her on the pillow to remind her that he could pick it up and pull the trigger if she disobeyed even just a little.

“C’mon, cum with me,” he coaxed, pinching her nipple roughly to add some stimulation. They both came in unison to his satisfaction, pumping her to the brim with his seed.

“Such a good girl f’me,” he praised lowly as they descended from their highs, panting and their bodies intertwined. He felt kind of bad that she really didn’t know who he was, since he still had the Ghostface mask on, but he’d tell her soon enough. Hopefully.

But he didn’t need to, since she figured it out on her own. Her eyes darted around the room, taking in her surroundings. Then it clicked. Her eyes widened slightly with shock. “Sam?”

He smirked, taking off the mask and revealing his face to her, before leaning in and capturing her lips in a searing kiss.