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meeting dylan at a bar and hooking up w him!!

Dylan O'Brien x Female!Reader

18+ smut, unprotected sex, oral, creampie, language. 

Horny, Drunk Dylan...aka my fave

work: 1.6k+

You laugh lightly as the two of you stumble up the stairs towards his apartment. His arm wrapped around your waist and pulled you tightly into his side as the two of you continued to walk down the hall. You could still feel the buzz from the drink you had back at the bar.

When your friend called you saying she needed to destress with drinks and dancing, you didn't think it would lead to you leaving the night with a stranger.

"That guy at the bar won't stop looking at you," Maddy, your friend, spoke with a smirk as the two of you waited for your drinks. "And he's hot..."

"What?" You looked down towards the other end of the bar. And when your eyes met him, you saw the slow smirk spread across his lips. And then he pushed away from the bar. "Fuck he's coming over here. What do I do?"

Maddy smiled, grabbing her drink from the bar, and taking a step away from you. "Talk to him, girl. Why not have a little fun?"

You watched in shock for a moment as she walked away, leaving you alone at the bar. 

You opened your mouth a few times to call back after her, but instead, no words came out. Instead, you felt someone step up beside you. When you turned around your eyes met with warm honey eyes that left you speechless for a moment.

"Hi, I'm Dylan," He smiled, his voice low and deep.

And now five drinks later and a makeout session in the back of the cab later, the two of you were heading back to his place.

Dylan fumbled with his keys for a moment before slipping the key into the lock. His larger handheld onto yours and pulled you into his apartment. You were pressed against the door only moments later. A soft moan was muffled between your lips as his tongue moved against yours. Your hands reached up to his chest before one grabbed the back of his neck to pull him closer. You were able to taste the beers from the bar on his tongue as the two of you kissed.

His body was pressed against yours and soon you were able to feel just how badly he wanted you. Your fingers moved through his hair feeling the soft curls of his brown hair against your fingers. But when he moved his hips against you again, your hand's grip on the strands gave them a slight tug. Dylan growled slightly and pulled back, his eyes dark and slightly hooded with lust. 

A small scream of shock sounded from you as he picked you up, wrapping your legs around his waist, before carrying you further into his apartment. You liked the way he tasted and how he felt against you. Even in the short time that you'd known him - you were becoming addicted. 

As Dylan carried you further in, clothes slowly began to be thrown to the floor. Your hands moved along his bare shoulders when he'd walked into his bedroom. Suddenly eagerness came over you when he set you back down. You dropped to your knees and focused on undoing his buckle and pulling down his pants. 

"Fuck," Dylan cursed low under his breath as his hand moved down to push your hair from your face, wanting to see you a little better. You looked up towards him with a playful smirk on your lips.

Dylan gripped on your hair a little more as your hand wrapped around his cock. Slowly stroking him and feeling him hard and warm against your skin. Your tongue peaked out and ran along your bottom lip, as you watched a bead of pre-cum slowly move down his shaft. 

You moved forward and pressed your tongue along his cock, moving from base to tip and moaning when you tasted him. His cock twitched slightly as he felt you.

Without a second thought, you wrapped your lips around him, keeping your eyes locked with his, making sure to use your tongue as you sucked. It didn't take long for you to find your rhythm with your head bobbing down between his legs. Dylan's moans filled the room along with the sounds of your sucking him off. You liked that as your hands moved up along his hips and lower stomach you were able to feel his muscles twitch every time his cock hit the back of your throat. 

"Shit," Dylan cursed in a rushed breath, feeling that tightness at the base of his cock. As much as he wanted to watch you swallow his cum - he wanted to be inside of you more. 

With a gentle tug of your hair, Dylan's cock left your lips with a soft pop. It was erotic to see you kneeling there, his cock bobbing slightly, with the hungry look in your eyes. 

"As much as I would love to fill this pretty little mouth," Dylan spoke with his thumb rubbing against your swollen bottom lip, "I wanna make you feel good."

Dylan pulled you up from the floor before bending down and kissing you, his tongue thrusting into your mouth as he backed you up towards the bed. Your skirt was tugged off along your legs. Dylan moved you up the bed till your head rested against his pillows, moving down to place your legs over his shoulder.

Dylan couldn't take his eyes off you. Seeing how ready and wet you were for him already. His finger teased along your slit, moving up and down, before adding a little pressure to your clit. This teasing caused you to move your hips against him, whimpering softly. The ache you had only seemed to increase with each second.

"Can I taste you, baby?" Dylan spoke, his voice dropping lower as he spoke, before moving down to press a soft kiss to your inner thigh.

You couldn't speak and just nodded your head. Your heart hammered against your chest, not being able to keep your eyes off of him. The slight scratch of his beard against your sensitive skin only seemed to turn you on more. The noise that left you when his tongue pressed against you was something you'd never heard before. Your hand reached down and grabbed the back of his head to pull him closer. The wet erotic noise of him eating you out just turned you on more and felt like you were going to cum at any second. 

To say that Dylan knew how to eat someone out would be an understatement. You'd never had someone bring you to the edge so quickly.

"...f-fuck...oh...Dylan!" You moved to look down and watch him, resting on your elbows. 

"Taste so fucking good," He moaned, using his finger to tease your hole before you felt them slowly stretch you. "How does that feel? Feel good?"

"...yes, yes...don't stop...please..." You whimpered, your breath coming out harsh and labored. His tongue worked against your clit as he added another finger and fucked you.

Your head fell back between your shoulders as your body started to lose control. Dylan could feel your leg start to shake and your chest rise and fall a little faster. It was like as you came around his fingers your whole body lost control. You slumped down against his bed and closed your eyes as you tried to calm down from the high.

Dylan moved up your body slowly, leaving a trail of kisses up your body. But when he got to your nipple, he eagerly took it into his mouth and ducked on it. He pushed your legs apart more as he settled between them. When he came to hovering over you, you pulled him down into a kiss. Dylan's lips pressed against yours, teeth clashing slightly, able to taste yourself on his tongue.

His hand grabbed the back of your thigh and spread you more, before pulling back to watch himself. His fingers gripped tightly at your skin as he sank deep inside of you.

"...fuck...you feel so tight..." Dylan whispered against your lips, his eyes looking deep into yours. "...so good...so good..."

Your hand moved along his back as Dylan set a rhythm, each time he sank deep and pulled back, each thrust became harder and deeper. Your hand reached down and grabbed at his ass, feeling like he wasn't close enough and you needed more. 

His name left your lips like a prayer, telling him you wanted more. How you needed more. Telling how full he made you feel, how you loved how full he made you feel. It seemed to only drive him more, like the praise of how good he was fucking you turned him on more. 

"I-I...I'm gonna cum...please just like that." You moaned, looking down to see his cock move in and out of you as Dylan moved back to his knees. 

You look him in, seeing the blush tone to his chest along with a soft sheen of sweat against his skin. Seeing his stomach clench every time he sunk deep inside of you. Slowly your hand reached down and rubbed at your clit - drawing yourself closer.

"Fuck," Dylan growled as you began to pulse and clench around him more. "Cum for me baby, give it to me before I fill you."

You gasped and hearing his filthy words sent you over the edge. Your back arched towards him as you fell over, cursing as he moved through your body. Dylan moaned your name loudly as he pressed his hips tightly against yours, feeling his cock twitch a couple of times before he filled you.

"H-Holy..oh fuck...oh, god damn..." He moaned, his body moving to press against yours more.

You enjoyed the feel of his weight against you. The two of you laid there in entangled limbs, breaths harsh, calming down from the high. Dylan felt your nails scratch along his back in a way that made him moan into the curve of your neck. Your hands trailed up before moving to scrap along his scalp.

"That feels so good," Dylan moaned, relaxing into you more, and lazily kissing along your neck. A soft whimper left your lips when you felt him twitch inside of you.

But neither of you moved. Dylan still stayed deep inside of you as the two of you laid there. 

hiiii what do u think dominant dyl would be like?

Hi nonnie!

-SPANKS so many spanks, to the point of tears

-“Keep on struggling, baby. It only makes me harder.”

-But he likes to mindfuck you. He'll kisss your tears away and tell you you're almost done.

-The only toys I could see him owning would be a pair of metal handcuffs, a small vibrator and a butt plug

-A master at breath control and deepthroating

-"Look at you making such a mess on yourself.” As your saliva falls from your lips mixing with your slick that now covers the floor

-He has a thing for you being on your knees. Not even in a sexual way all the time, but to show your submissiveness and loyalty

-Dyl is the type to spank your pussy before lining up and thrusting his full length into your cunt

-“Jesus Christ. You take my cock so well… Like you were meant for it.”

-His pace would be hard getting you right to the edge before backing off to slow, barely there thrusts

-You would be almost to tears, begging him for that release

-He’d keep fucking you through your orgasm and rub over your clit making you scream out from the intense pleasure

i’m so sorry i’m in such a dylan mood lately so whenever you’re ready… more dylan smuts??? no rush i love your writing sm (i can’t think of any plots/concepts SORRY)

dylan o'brien x female reader

warning: 18+, sexual situations, unprotected sex, etc....

"Stop it," He spoke before bringing the beer bottle to his lips, taking a small sip before setting it down. His brown eyes looked over towards you, a playfulness causing them to sparkle slightly.

"I'm not doing anything," You smirked, as you leaned back against the couch.

The two of you sat on the floor in front of the large couch in Dylan's living room. A movie was playing on the scene and the take-out the two of you ordered was on the coffee table that was moved to the side. It was his first night back home from Shreveport after a long few months of shooting.

Slowly your eyes traveled down his body as he looked back towards the tv, his arm slung over the seat of the cushion and angling his body towards you slightly. Your bottom lip was pulled between your teeth as you bit down on it slightly. You crossed your legs to alleviate the pressure between your legs more.

"Stop moving," Dylan spoke, his eyes focused on the television in front of him, but his tone holding authority. Your back straightened slightly and almost immediately stopped moving.

His hand moved up to grasp the back of your neck, giving it a gentle squeeze, before slowly turning to face you. His eyes were dark and hooded as he stared towards you, a smirk slowly spreading across his lips as he stared towards you.

"You're supposed to be watching the movie," Dylan spoke, his thumb rubbing against the back of your neck. You shuttered slightly from the soft touch.

"You're home for the first time in months as you're asking me to watch a movie?" You pouted and leaned into his touch.

Dylan let out a soft breathy laugh, leaning forward slightly to place the bottle off to the side. His hand moved away from your neck which caused a frown to play on your lips. Dylan came back and turned towards you more, pulling your body closer to his.

"Did my baby miss me?" Dylan's hand moved to cup your cheek, his larger hand warm against your skin. Your eyes stayed locked on his as you stared up towards him.

You nodded your head as a soft whimpered sounded from you. That caused the corner of Dylan's lip to turn up slightly.

"Good cause I missed you too,"

Soon his lips were against yours, the kiss soft and slow. You sagged and seemed to melt into him. His beard scratched against your face as the kiss deepened. Dylan moved his hand back to grab the back of your neck again, angling your head as his tongue slipped past your lips. Your hand moved along his chest and fist his shirt needing to feel him closer - even with his body pressed against yours, it didn't feel like enough.

The two of you pulled apart with panted labored breaths. You moved quickly to straddle over his lap before bending down and kissing him again. Dylan's hands moved down and grabbed at your waist before slowly traveling down to grab your ass. Your hips began to grind against him, slowly feeling his cock harden beneath you. The ache building between your legs only seemed to grow as you felt him pressed against you.

"I need you inside of me," You whimpered with your forehead against his, but your hips still moving in a slow rhythm.

You watched as a look crossed over Dylan's face before soon you two were moving. A small gasp of surprise left your lips as soon you were laid across the living room floor with the soft carpet beneath you. The two of you moved frantically to remove each other's clothes. The need for each other was becoming too much where for a moment you thought for a second something was going to snap within you. Dylan didn't even wait for your bra to be removed from your body before he was between your legs. He spread you wide and open for him before thrusting into you.

Your back arched as you felt him for the first time in months. You could feel every inch as his cock stretched you. Your nails dug into the carpet beneath you as Dylan's hips pulled back before slamming back into you. You were so wet and needy his cock was able to move in and out of your slick heat easily. You moaned his name as you slowly spread your legs wider for him, wanting to feel him deeper. You needed it.

"Holy...fuck..." Dylan moaned in your ear, his voice thick and deep with lust. His hands were planted on either side of you, holding up his weight as he moved above you.

The way he was fucking you was hard, needy, and erratic. You could feel the tension and need to cum building at the base of your spine and moving up. Dylan pulled back and held your face so you were looking up towards him, slowing down for a moment so that every thrust was deliberate.

Your legs began to shake as he hit that sweet spot inside of you. It made your toes curl and moan his name a little louder.

"Love hearing you baby, watching you fall apart beneath me." Dylan moaned. He knew that he was close, going so long without you making it difficult to last. But he needed you to cum first. He needed to feel your pussy clench and pulse around his cock before he filled you.

"Dylan..." You whimpered with a shaky, strained voice.

"I know baby, I know." He spoke softly before kissing your lips softly, "I feel it too...can feel your pussy wet and tight around me. Cum for me."

That was all you needed. You thrust your hips up to meet with his before you were shaking. You called his name out like a chant as you came for him. Dylan reached down and angled your hips up slightly before he pressed tightly against you. His head buried into the crook of your neck as he filled you. You wrapped your arms and legs around him to hold him as close as possible.

The two of you laid there, nearly bare, tangled against each other. Your skin was slick and hot with sweat with him pressed tightly against your body. Your hands moved up his neck and scratched along his shaved head before traveling back down his back. Dylan shook slightly before pulling back and looking down towards you. A soft and lazy smile was on both your lips as you stared towards each other.

"Holy shit," Dylan chuckled softly, looking over the two of you. He saw that he hadn't even gotten his boxers off fully, with it wrapped around his right ankle slightly.

You laughed along with him and shook your head, "I don't know why you wanted to wait."

Dylan shrugged before laying against you more but making sure to not press his full weight onto you. "I wanted to see how long we would last."

"We lasted less than an hour into the movie," you chuckled.

Hello beautiful lady 💗

I have a Dylan request pretty please! (I’m to lazy to write myself).

Dylan is on set of ‘not okay’ movie and he’s in the middle of getting his tattoos put on, he’s sending you sneak peaks from the mirror and all you can think about is jumping his bones. So you start sending pictures back, each picture you’ve lost and article of clothing until the very last pic which he doesn’t open until he’s out of the trailer. He responds with something like ‘get your ass here in 10 minutes or your in deep shit baby girl. And yeah obv you get straight in the car and smut in his trailer 🥵🥵🥵 (please and thank you, you don’t have to write it xxx)

Author's Notes: For you? Of course, my love. I hope you enjoy it! Just an FYI some of this is a text conversation, obviously Dylan is "DOB", and his woman is "The Fox" because he thinks she's Foxy. I altered the request juuust a little, and I hope you can forgive. Please let me know what you think if you have a moment - messages, comments and feedback are appreciated! Thank you! xoxo

Warnings: Swearing, Smoking ,Sexual references - sexual innuendos, Smut* (sexting? i don't know, public sex, biting, dom-ish Dylan, unprotected sex - be safe out there! Your choice how!)

Requested? YES! Requests are OPEN

Dylan felt like he had been sitting in that chair for an eternity. It had only been an hour, maybe two, but he was starting to get restless. He wanted a cigarette and he wanted to stretch his legs further than the spacing in the trailer would allow, but the girls had a job to do so he would sit.

"Can I just check my phone?" Dylan inquired softly as the makeup artist applied yet another tattoo to his arm. His eyes flickered from the art being drawn on his arm, to his phone vibrating in his pocket.

"Yeah, go ahead. I don't need that arm yet." She nodded with a point to his right arm, his dominant hand, allowing him to answer his texts.

The Fox: How does it look?

Dylan smiled at her eager message. When he told her his look for this role would include "a lot" of tattoos her excitement was almost tangible and he had promised he would send her photos of himself while he was getting his fake tattoos put on.

DOB: You tell me.

Dylan smirked as he replied back to her, sending a photo of the tattoo along his flexed bicep. He felt proud of himself knowing back at home he had probably sent his girlfriend into a frenzy.

The Fox: Are they everywhere?

DOB: Not yet.

Dylan smirked to himself as he received the read receipt, but no response from his girlfriend. He slipped his phone back in his pocket and allowed the woman trying to apply the tattoos on his body to continue doing her job. It wasn't ten minutes later his phone went off in his pocket again, this time a sequence of buzzes that forced his hand into pocket.

"I'm really sorry." Dylan sighed as he grabbed his phone from his pocket, accidentally nudging the artist's arm out of the way.

"It's alright. I need a few more things anyway. So, I'll let you answer your texts or emails. And I'll be back in like, five minutes or so." She smiled with a friendly pat on his shoulder. She exited the trailer, gently shutting the door behind her and left Dylan alone with his shirt around his shoulders and the ink drying on his arms.

Dylan sighed as he put in his pass-code and opened his phone to several messages from his girlfriend. The first few messages he had anticipated, just her requesting that he send her more photos. But the next ones...

The Fox: Do you think I would look good with a tattoo, baby?

In the time he had sent her his photo, his body adorning the new (fake) tattoos, his girlfriend had taken it upon herself to remove her shirt, her shorts and bra. The first two photos had made him smile, her sweet skin on display showing off the hickeys on her collarbone from the night before or her thighs. He just loved them so much.

The photo after she had removed her shorts, though, made the back of his neck feel hot. She had removed her bra and held her forearm across her breasts, covering up what he wanted to see. He pursed his lips and felt himself craning his neck and tilting his phone, as if her nipples would magically appear on his screen.

DOB: That's not very nice.

He ran a hand over his face, the wiry hairs of his beard catching on the tips of his fingers as he stared at his reflection in the mirror. His phone buzzed in his hand again, he looked down and saw that she had sent him another photo.

DOB: I'm not looking at that. I know what you sent me, Foxy.

He knew that the photo she had sent him would send him into overdrive. He knew the photo waiting for him was either her naked body on full display (how do girls take such beautiful photos on their own like that? He would never know) or just a teasing shot of between her legs. He wasn't having it.

DOB: Get here. Now. I'm not fucking around.

The Fox: Yes, Sir ;)

Dylan felt a chill go down his spine. He grabbed his cigarettes off the counter in front of him and stood up so fast he nearly knocked over his chair. He pushed open the door to his trailer as he shielded his eyes from the sun, lighting up a cigarette with his other hand.

"I didn't make you wait too long, did I?" The nice makeup artist smiled as she walked back to him with her arms filled with supplies.

"Oh, not at all. Hey, I'm just going to get a coffee before we finish this. Do you want one?" Dylan lied as he backed up and blew his smoke away from her face.

"I'm okay, thanks. I'll just get set up here and you come back when you're ready. Stretch your legs, I know it's a long process." She nodded with a smile.

Dylan felt a pang of guilt for lying to her about why he was leaving his trailer, but that feeling quickly went away when he felt his phone go off in his pocket once more. He pitched his cigarette and walked quickly towards the parking lot where his car was, and his girl was waiting.

"Hey, handsome. I'm looking for my boyfriend. He's about your height, same colour eyes. But no tattoos and he's actually got dark brown hair, not blonde." His girlfriend smirked as she leaned up against his car, waiting for him. She must have broken every single traffic law in the State to get to him.

"Haven't seen him around. But I'm here." Dylan murmured as he rested his hands on the top of his car and pressed his body to hers. She had changed her clothes before she came to see him, tossed on a pretty, rather short sundress and Dylan couldn't keep his hands to himself any longer. Not that he had made much of an effort.

"These look so good on you, Dylan." She whispered as she placed her hands on his elbows and scanned his arms covered in fake tattoos.

"Thanks. Now, as for you. Get in the car, Foxy." Dylan breathed out as his hands pushed up the hem of her dress, complete disregard for the public parking space as he filled the palms of his hands with her backside.

"Dylan!" She squealed as he hooked his arm underneath her plump backside, lifting her up as he unlocked his car, opened the door to the backseat and climbed in with a slam of the door.

He perched her on his lap, her knees on either side of his thighs as he reached underneath her dress to tear at whatever was keeping them apart.

"Are you kidding?" Dylan growled as he pulled his dull fingernails down her hips when he felt her bare beneath her dress. One good gust of wind and the entire cast and crew would see what his girlfriend's business.

"You look good." She whispered with a nip of his bottom lip while she wrapped her arms around his neck, her body resting against his.

"It's bad enough I bailed on getting my tattoos finished to come out here and have sex with you. But I cannot get in trouble for my hot ass girlfriend walking around, flashing people." Dylan grunted as he carefully lifted her up and laid her on her back on the backseat, positioning himself between her legs.

"Work fast then, O'Brien." She laughed as he sunk his teeth into her neck, her hands reaching above her head to brace herself against the door of the car.

Dylan growled from the pit of his stomach as he reached between them to unzip his jeans. He rubbed his hips against hers as she scratched her nails over his scalp and down inside the collar of his shirt to feel his skin.

"No scratches." Dylan moaned out as his needy girlfriend tried to sink the nails of her right hand into his back while her left hand reached between them to pull him out of his pants.

"Why?" She whined as she curled her right hand into the material of his shirt and started to slowly, teasingly stroke his manhood. It wasn't enough, and she fucking knew it. The pressure of her hand around him was so light, almost enough and it was enough to drive him insane.

"Because I said so." Dylan grunted as he grabbed her hand off him and pinned it to the car door as gently as he could so he didn't hurt her, then lined himself up with her entrance.

"Let me go!" She cried out as she tried to pull her wrist from his grip, back arching off the fine leather of his backseat as he filled out the tight space between her thighs.

"Be good. No games." Dylan ordered as he released her wrist and pressed his forehead to hers. He braced himself on the door above her head while he kept one foot on the floor, surprised he had as much room as he did.

"More, Dylan. I want more." She cooed as she pushed up the hem of his t-shirt and pressed her hands flat on his back as she moved her hips in time with his.

Dylan couldn't contain the whine in the back of his throat. He nodded, his nose brushing against hers as he did so then moved them back to an upright position with her straddling his lap again. He pushed the hem of her dress up to watch as he moved in and out of her while she gripped at the headrest behind him in an attempt to not scratch him up.

"Let me see you." Dylan groaned as he moved his hands from her hips to pull down the triangles of her sundress, exposing her nipples the way he wished she did in that photo she had sent earlier. He leaned forward to seal his lips around her left nipple, his hands on her back to keep her steady.

"Feels so good, Dylan." She panted as she reached her right hand up to roll the nipple that wasn't currently in his mouth while she rolled her hips.

"You feel fucking good." Dylan grunted against her chest as his hips started to get off rhythm beneath her, his orgasm building in the pit of his stomach.

"Baby, I think -" She gasped as her right hand shot out and pressed against the window behind them, sliding down the glass as her inner walls clenched and quivered around him.

"I'm right behind you, honey." Dylan growled before he bit her neck and gave her a firm thrust, cumming deep inside of her as her head fell to his shoulder.

The car was filled with their pants as they both came down from their highs. Her hands running over his buzzed hair while he kissed along her neck, his own fingertips caressing her thighs beneath her dress.

"I don't want to let you go." She whispered with a kiss to the side of his face.

"I don't either, but I have to get back. How about you let me go, head home and take a nice long bath, a nap and I'll bring us home some dinner? Then we can have it in bed, naked and finish where we left off in here." Dylan smiled as he rested his head back on the seat.

"That sounds nice, baby." She nodded.

"M'kay. Let me pull my pants back up and I'll walk you back to your car. You have no panties on. I don't want anyone stealing a look." Dylan winked with a quick kiss to her lips, beyond reluctant to let her leave but he was still at work and had a job to do.

But he would definitely be thinking about her at home in the bathtub while he got the remainder of his tattoos put on, certain he would feel his phone go off in his pocket a photo or two waiting for him.

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@sugarcoatedjj @fashion-fasting @truewdw1 @gillybear17 @samxslaughter

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Please let me know what you think if you have a moment! Thank you so much xoxo Requests for Andrew Garfield, Dylan O'Brien, and OBX ARE OPEN!

Cuddles Can Wait

DRABBLE DECEMBER DAY 4 

Prompt:  “Omg it’s a fucking reindeer”

Prompt Used From THIS List

Pairing: Dylan O’Brien

Warnings: SMUT 18+

(EVERYTHING IS BELOW THE CUT SINCE IT STARTS OUT SPICY!)

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Brother's best friend (D.O'B) Pt.2

⚠warnings⚠: Dylan O'Brien, Angst: fighting, cursing, crying. Smut: daddy kink, slight cum eating, praise kink, pet names, oral (f receiving), Dom dylan, sub reader.

Probably missed a few, but that's okay.💞💓

*at dinner*

"So what have you been up to Y/N?" Holland asked

"Not much." I replied while i just stared down at my drink. The things Dylan said have been replaying over and over in my mind. I've tried to stop thinking about it, but that only makes me think about it more.

"Oh come on, don't you have any funny stories or weird or hot hookup stories"

"Uh, i'm stitting right here Holland." Tyler said.

"Sorry..." Holland said, trying to hide her smile. I noticed, as soon as Holland mentioned me hooking up with someone, Dylan's eyes snapped towards me. He gave me sort of glare? I can't really describe the look.

"Well now that you mentioned it, i hooked up with this guy, quite recently actually." I said, smirking at Holland, only glancing at Dylan to see his facial expression.

"Oooh, how was it?" Holland asked

"I'm gonna go to the bathroom." Tyler said.

"It was terrible. I faked cumming. When he fingered me he kept moving his fingers so fucking slow, i almost fell asleep." I said

"Oh god." Holland said, cringing

"That's not even the worse part. When he put it inside, i couldn't even feel it. That man couldn't make me cum even if his life dependent on it." I said. I looked straight at Dylan, making eye contact.

The smirk on my face wider now. Dylan had his jaw clenched, his knuckles were turning white with how hard he was holding the glass.

"Oh my god!" Holland said while laughing her ass off.

"Wait, i have to go to the bathroom." She said, standing up in a hurry.

"You know, for someone who 'couldn't feel it' you where screaming pretty loud." Dylan said as soon as Holland was gone.

"Ohh baby, we both know that was you." I said, sitting back and giving him a wink. The smirk on my face never leaving.

"Okay i'm back. Where's Holland?" Tyler asked

"She went to the bathroom." I responded

"What's going on between you two?" Tyler asked, raising one of his eyebrows and looking at me and Dylan suspiciously.

"Nothing." I said

"It wasn't nothing when i was balls deep inside you." Dylan said, looking at me.

"What!" Tyler yelled, causing a few people to look over at us

"Why the fuck would say that you asshole?" I asked Dylan

"Why the fuck would you to fuck...oh my god, you two fucked in my trailer!" Tyler asked

"Who fucked who in your trailer?" Holland asked

"Take a guess." Tyler said looking at me and Dylan

"No...holy shit." Holland said, shocked.

"That's it. I'm going home." I said, paying my half of the bill before standing up.

"You can't go home, you live in Washington." Tyler said

"Exactly!" I said. I turned around and walked away.

"Whatever you did or said to her, fix it." Tyler told Dylan

Dylan just rolled his eyes, but he stood up anyway and ran outside catching up to me.

"Do you're just gonna stand here?" Dylan asked, standing next to me

"Fuck off."

"Or what?" Dylan said. That was the final straw, i started crying from how pissed i was. I cried silently though, i didn't want Dylan to know.

Luckily my uber got there right after i started crying. Without a word, i climed in, only to have Dylan climb in the other side.

I gave the driver the address. I didn't care that Dylan got in with me, i didn't care that he was looking at me. I just wanted to go home. This trip was supposed to be like a vacation, but it's not even the second day yet and i already want to go home

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I paid the cab and got out. I was staying at the same hotel as Tyler, he insisted on it.

I walked into the elevator, pressing my floor button. Dylan was following me the whole way.

*ding*

I got out and basically ran to my door, unlocking it and rushing inside, but before i could close the door, Dylan pushed it open and forced his way inside.

"Fuck sake Dylan, why can't you just leave me alone. What more can you possibly have to say. You already made me feel like some cheap fucking whore isn't that enough!" I asked, still crying.

Dylan closed and locked the door behind him when he got in.

"Y/N, i-"

"You what? You only talked to me beacause you thought i was easy and when you got bored you threw me away. Or, you never wanted to make me feel that way. Well guess fucking what Dylan, you did and it hurt."

"Y/N i'm sorry!" Dylan yelled

"Well sorry isn't good enough!" I yelled back

"What do want me to say?" Dylan yelled

"I want you to give me a reason!"

"For what!"

"For everything!"

Dylan stood there, not saying anything.

"I want you to tell me why you stopped talking to me. I want you tell me why you fucked me, but then called my 'easy' afterwards. I want you to give me a reason as to why the fuck you've been treating me like shit." I cried.

"I'm inlove with you!"

"Well you have a shitty way of showing it!"

"I know and i-" Dylan started saying

"No you don't know Dylan. We talked and i caught feelings, then you left without a single word. I thought something was wrong with me, i stayed up all night crying and wondering what i did wrong.....why the hell would you do that?" I asked

"I was scared."

"Scared of what!"

"I was scared that i might hury you!" Dylan yelled. There was a moment of silence before he continued talking.

"So i left, but me leaving only hurt you more. I fell inlove with you Y/N, but you're my best friend's sister and if we dated and broke up it could fuck everything up."

"But we don't have to break up Dylan. We can make it work."

"But what if we can't?"

"Would you just stop being so god damn negative for a second and just think of all the good things that can come from us dating!" I said.

"Fine, but before we make it official we have to go on a few dates first." Dylan said smiling a little.

"Well no shit." I said, smiling aswell.

"Now, as for the stunt you pulled at the restaurant." Dylan said before he sped walked over to me.

"Shit." I said, my eyes growing wide.

Dylan picked me up, walked over to the kitchen and placed me on the kitchen counter. He started kissing me, trailing his lips over my neck, making sure he covers it with marks, before taking of my shirt.

"Fuck, you're gorgeous princess." Dylan said. He took off my bra, bent down and started kissing, licking and slightly biting my right nipple. After a few minutes he gave my other nipple the same attention, before moving back to my lips.

As the kiss went on, i moved my hands towards the waistband of his pants. Before i could go any further, he grabbed my hands and moves them away as he slowly pulls awau from me.

"Is something wrong?" I asked breathlessly. He shakes his head and laughs.

"What makes you think you deserve it?" He questions me with a smug smirk on his face. My eyes widen a little. I was not expecting this.

"I'm sorry what?" I asked confused. He automatically gets serious.

"Lay down." Dylan demands. I immediately do as i'm told.

Dylan moved his hands down my body and slides my panties off so effortlessly.

He makes his way down my entrance, leaving kisses on my inner thighs to my clit.

He stops before his mouth meets my entrance.

He looks up at me, our eyes meeting.

"Beg."

"You already know what i want." I say softly

"I want to hear you say it." Dylan said. I pulled him up and started slowly kissing his face and neck.

"Please Dylan, i want you to fuck me with your tongue and fingers and i don't want you stop until i'm shaking. After that i want you to fuck my on my bed until i'm screaming and my legs stop working." I said, giving him a kiss after each word.

"Please."

"Good girl." Dylan growled. He made his way down my body and without hesitation, he stuck two long fingers inside my dripping pussy and started sucking, licking and lightly biting my clit.

Dylan moved his fingers and tongue at an nearly impossible speed. He had me shaking and screaming underneath him in a matter of a minute.

"Ahh fuck, Dylan! Fuck i'm cumming!" I yelled, burying my hand in his hair.

"That's it princess, cum for daddy."

"Fuck!" I yelled, cumming all over Dylan's face and fingers. He rode me through my orgasm, ones i was done, Dylan pulled his fingers out and made me clean them off.

"Taste so fucking good baby." Dylan said, watching me as i sucked his fingers clean.

Dylan picked me up and carried me over to the bed, placing me on it before taking of his clothes and he climbing ontop of me, kissing me passionately.

"You sure about this?" Dylan asked

"I'm sure." I said smiling at him

Dylan lined himself up with my entrance before slowly sliding in. We both moaned once he was all the way in.

"Move, please." I moaned. Dylan gave me a kiss and slowly started moving.

"Faster. I'm yours Dylan, use me."

That was all it took for Dylan to start pounding into me.

Sitting up on his knees, Dylan put my leges over his shoulders. The new angle made him hit places i never even knew existsted.

"So fucking tight baby, can feel you clenching. You gonna cum hm?"

"Fuck! Yes Dylan, please make me cum. Please."

"Such a good fucking girl, love it when you beg." Dylan said

"Cum for me baby, be a good girl and cum for daddy." Dylan said.

"Ahh fuck Daddy!" I screamed as my body started shaking. I came screaming Dylan's name over and over.

"Fuck Y/N!" Dylan moaned, as he filled me with his cum, panting my walls white.

I've never felt so full.

Dylan stayed inside me for a little while longer, but he eventually got up and went to the bathroom to get himself cleaned up.

After he was finished, Dylan came out of the bathroom with a damp towel, only to find me gathering some of the cum between my legs, on my fingers, before sucking my fingers clean.

"Holy fuck. You're going to make me hard again."

"Good." I said with a smirk.

Dylan only shook his head and smiled as he walked over to me, getting me cleaned up aswell.

After he made sure i was okay, he climed into bed with me.

We cuddled for the rest of the night until we eventually drifted of to sleep.

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''use me'' with Dylan?

prompts that hit all the right places

Dylan x Female!Reader

warning: sexual content

dylan wants you to take control

light sub!dylan?

"Use me," Dylan spoke as he looked up towards you.

You straddled over him with his larger hands moving along your thighs slowly. He shifted his hips up slightly as he felt you pulsing around him. Your hands were placed against his chest as you move your hips up before slowly sinking down around him.

Dylan's hold on your thighs became tighter as you sank down around him. He couldn't keep his eyes off of you, watching as you took every inch of him as you moved. Your nails dragged along his chest as you threw your head back, moving your hips faster, drawing out Dylan's moans and making them louder.

"...Oh fuck!" Dylan moaned, moving his hips to meet you with every thrust. "Keep fucking me like that baby, feel so good...oh, yes..."

The two of you filled the rooms with your moans along with the erotic sound of your bodies moving against each other. You were dripping down Dylan's cock the more you rode him, and the sounds made it more and more evident.

Dylan moved his hands up to tease your nipples, but quickly you grabbed his wrists and placed them over his head. You tightened your hold around them as you changed your rhythm. His warm eyes stared up towards you in shock before another look cast over his face.

"No touching," You moaned, grinding your hips and feeling his pubes rub against your clit with each movement. "You're for me to use,"

Dylan opened his mouth to speak but instead a deep, nearly animalistic, growl came from him as you tightened around him.

"Good boy," You smirked before bending down and kissing him, your tongue moving against his. He could taste the wine from earlier on your tongue.

You pulled back and let go of his wrists as you began to move faster. Your hands moved up your body to tease your nipples, only driving Dylan crazy a little more knowing he couldn't touch you. Instead, he moved his fingers between your legs and began to rub your clit. He knew that you were close. He could feel it. And Dylan was close himself.

Dylan wrapped his arm around your waist and switched so that you were beneath him. He pressed his body against yours and began to fuck deeper into you, reaching to grab the back of your thigh to open you up for him more. You gasped loudly when you felt him deeper. Dylan bent down and took your nipple into his mouth before soon his hips were pressed against his, his moans muffled as he filled you. You fisted his hair and held him against you as your hips moved against him more.

"...Dylan...Dylan..." You whimpered as you pulsed and milked his cock. "Oh fuck..."

You relaxed beneath him and closed your eyes as a lazy smile graced your lips. Dylan moved up your body slowly, kissing along your neck, before kissing your lips.

"Think having you on top is my new favorite," Dylan smirked

Best Friend's brother- D.O'B (smut) pt.2

💛warnings: unprotected sex, pet names, hair pulling, spanking (once), sort of crying, begging, edging, use of a vibrator, fingering, cumming inside reader. Squirting, super slight praise kink, degrading kink.💛

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"Dylan please." I begged from my position on the bed. The fabric of his ties digging into my wrists the more I struggled against them.

Dylan was standing at the foot of my bed, watching me as I struggled. Wrists bound to the bed and a vibrator stuffed between my legs. My moans and begging along with the buzzing of the vibrator were the only things that could be heard.

"Oh baby, you're the one that wanted to tease me." Dylan spoke with fake sympathy.

"Please. I'm sorry." I begged once more.

I've seen Dylan like this a few times before, (I'm good riling him up) but never while I was in this position.

My punishment for teasing him like that was not being able to cum, it was kind of my fault but I didn't punish him when he teased me so this is really unfair.

I have to admit though, I'm not mad. Just really, really turned on.

"Dylan, fuck, please. I'm sorry" I whined, tugging at my restraints.

He wasn't breaking though. That man was determined to not give in, to not let me cum.

"Begging and pulling at the ties isn't going to do anything Y/N." Dylan's voice was stern, yet filled with lust. His eyes traced over my body, taking me in.

The way I layed down on the bed, my hair and face a beautiful mess, my hands tugging on the pieces of fabric, the way I clenched my thighs as the vibrator brought me closer to my release.

Dylan saw that i was close, quickly pulling my legs open and sitting in between them. He took out the vibrator, turning it off and placing it on the bed side table.

"Please" I whined at the empty feeling. Dylan took his time kissing the inside of my legs slowly moving towards my pussy.

"God, just do something already. Please Dylan. I need you." I whined, beginning to get impatient.

"Watch that pretty little mouth of yours." Dylan warned me trough gritted teeth. When I didn't respond, Dylan pulled away from me completely. We both just stared at each other. Until he suddenly stuck two of his fingers into me, pulling them out and pushing back in at agonizingly slow pace.

"Fuck if only you could see yourself." Dylan groaned as his eyes looked at my trembling body. "You look so fucking hot." he said, his voice filled with lust.

"Fucking dripping for me mhm."

"Fuck, Dylan! Please fuck me. I need you inside me so bad." My knuckles were turning white at this point.

"Baby, you're not cumming until I decide otherwise. Got it?"

"Yes." I responded. Dylan gave me a questioning look.

"Yes sir."

"Good girl." Dylan's movements got faster, fingers sliding in and out of me, my juices coating his fingers, my thighs and the bed.

He didn't stop until he felt me clenching and saw my back arching off of the bed.

"Fucking fuck sake!" I yelled out in frustration. This was the fourth time tonight where he didn't let me cum. Tears started to form in my eyes, trailing down the sides of my face.

Before I could even open my eyes, Dylan took the ties off of me, turning me around and spanking me. Hard.

"What the fuck!" I asked, turning my head around, looking at him in disbelief.

"I told you to keep that pretty little mouth shut didnt I?"

"Well yeah, but-" I started to argue

"But nothing. If you wanna act like brat, I'm going to treat you like one." Dylan said, grabbing my hair, pulling me flush against him.

"You've been a bad girl baby. Teasing me, talking back, not following simple instructions." Dylan spoke, his free had squeezing at my breasts. Playing and pinching my nipples.

"I- fuck, I'm sorry." I moaned out.

"Oh, its way to late to apologize sweetheart."

Dylan slowly started moving his hand towards my pussy, goosebumps following in his trail.

When his hand finally reached, he immediately started rubbing slow sircles on my clit.

"Please baby. I need you so bad." I moaned. My hand reaching up and entangling in his hair.

The hand that was in my hair, was placed on my back, gently pushing me down on the bed.

Dylan grabbed my hips, slowly entering me. Once he bottomed out, we both let out a moan.

He stared slamming into me. Both of us letting out pornographic sounds. He felt so good. He kept hitting all the right spots.

It didn't take long for my orgasm to start building. I clenched onto Dylan's cock, pulling him in even deeper.

"Gonna cum already pretty girl?" Dylan asked, never slowing his pace.

"Yes. Please Dylan, please let me cum." I moaned. My hands gripping the sheets.

"shit." Dylan groaned. In less than a second, Dylan flipped me onto my back, slamming back into me, his fingers rubbing sircles on my clit.

"Holy shit!" My back started to arch off the bed, Dylan slipped one of his arms underneath me, holding me close to him. My hands finding his back. Nails digging into his skin.

"I'm close. Cum with me baby." Dylan moaned into my neck.

"Cum for me." My orgasm hit me like a truck. My legs shaking and eyes rolling into the back of my head. Dylan came inside of me, filling me with his cum. His, mixing with mine. My juices squirted out of me onto Dylan, coating us both aswell as the bed.

For a while we just layed there. Relishing in the moment. Dylan soon pulled out of me, going to the bathroom before coming back with a wash cloth. He cleaned me up before picking me up and taking me to the shower.

I climbed in, Dylan joined me a few minutes afterwards, I assume he changed the sheets.

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Summer Breeze.

PAIRING: Dylan O’Brien x Black!reader

SUMMARY: Once he saw you in that little summer dress, you knew it was over for you.

WARNING: 18+, MINOR’S DNI, sexual content, RPF, pwp, choking, oral (f receiving), hair pulling.

NOTE: My good friend @queenshikongo3 sent me a picture that immediately sparked this idea. It’s just pure smut my loves lmao, henjoy.

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Brother's best friend (D.O'B)- Smut Pt.1

warnings⚠: smut (duh), spanking, fingering, cussing slight daddy kink, Dylan being a dick, angst at the ending, fighting, kinda slut shaming...that's it for now, lmk if i missed something.

Just a side note...there will be smut in pt.2 and i'll try to make it as detailed as i can😉

Everything  started the moment i walked on set to visit my brother, Tyler.

He was busy filming Teen Wolf season 4 and he asked me to fly out to Los Angeles to hang out with him on set for a bit.

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As i walked onto set,  Hollond came up and greeted me. Alot of the time, when i called my brother, one or two...or a few of his co-stars would be with him. That's how Holland and i met. We eventually got each others numbers and started chatting that way, so needless to say, i was so happy when i finally met her in person.

She took me all over set, showing me where everything is and telling me how everything worked etc. I met basically everyone, the only 3 people i haven't met yet, was Dylan O'Brien, my brothet and Tyler Hoechlin.

Holland eventually took me over to the trailers, where i greeted my brother. He was ecstatic when he saw me, Dylan O'Brien on the other hand, he was talking and laughing about something with Tyler, but his smile immediately dropped the moment he saw me. It wasn't always like this.

The first few weeks after we met, we got along great, but then out of nowhere, everyrime he was with tyler when i called, he would leave the room.

I have no idea what i did to make him upset,  but i just sort of excepted it. I still waved and smiled at him when me made eye contact, but he just went inside his trailer.

"What's up with him?" Holland asked

"I have no idea, we were just talking and making jokes." Tyler responded

"Maby he remembered he had to do something?" Holland said

"Yea, or maby he's a dick head who for some unknown reason just started ignoring me and started to be a total ass hat toward me." I said

Tyler and Holland turned their heads to me as soon as i started talking. They didn't even try to deny it, beacause they both know it's true.

"You know what, why don't we go over to Hoechlin's trailer?" Tyler asked

"Yea, sure." I said, putting a smile on my face.

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After i met Hoechlin...he's so incredibly nice by the way, Tyler and Arden was called to set.

Tyler told me that i could either watch him shoot the scene or i could just stay in his trailer. I did neither.

Instead, i just walked around on set and talked to a few people, before trying make my way to the bathroom, i got lost though.

As i turned the corner, i saw Dylan talking to Hoechlin. I know it's wrong to eavesdrop, but i couldn't help it.

"C'mon man, Holland told me that you've been avoiding Y/N." Hoechlin said

"No i haven't." Dylan said annoyed

"Don't bullshit me O'Brien. You two used to talk. Alot. But for some reason you started to avoid her and i wanna know why."

"Yea, we talked, but i just didn't see us going anywhere with the friendship, besides she's my bestfriends sister."

"Ofcourse you saw it going somewhere Dylan and i think that's exactly why you started avoiding her. She's your best friends sister, you started falling for her and you thought it could mess everything up."

"Oh please, i never saw anything happening between us. She's not even my type." Dylan said

"Mm, you keep telling yourself that man, but just know. If you're gonna keep acting like a total dick towards her, you're going to lose her." Hoechlin said before patting Dylan on his shoulder and walking away.

Dylan turned his head and watched Hoechlin, before turning his head again. We made eye contact, he looked pissed when he saw me. I ducked away, but then i heard him coming closer, so i bolted.

Somehow i managed my way to where all the trailers where, i found Tyler's and went inside, closing and locking the door behind me. I sat down on the couch he had in there and thought about what Dylan and Hoechlin said.

'Does or did Dylan like me.'  I thought to myself.

*knock, knock, knock*

"Shit." I whisper yelled.

"Y/N, open door please, i know you're in there." Dylan said

"Princess you better open this door, i'm staring to get pissed and i promise you, you do not want to see me pissed." Dylan said.

The pool between my leggs started growing. God, this wad not supposed to be turning me on.

"Why should i let you come in?" I asked, my voice came out in a slight whiper.

"Because i wanna talk to you."

"About what?"

"Open the door and i'll tell you."

"I open the dood if you tell me what you wanna talk about."

"You're making me mad princess."

After i took a few deep breathes, i unlocked the door and took a few steps back. After a moment the door opened and Dylan walked inside.

"See that wasn't so hard." He said, closing and locking the door behind him.

"Why where you eavesdropping?" Dylan asked

"I wasn't." I said

"Liar."

"Why where you eavesdropping?" Dylan asked again, walking closer to me, making me take a step back.

"I couldn't help it." I said, looking down.

"Mmm, good girl." Dylan said in a low voice.

The wettness between my leggs where probably dripping down my thighs by now.

"Why'd you run away?" Dylan asked.

I stayed quite.

"I asked, why.did.you.run away?" Dylan asked, he grabbed my face and forced me to look at him

"Why does it matter?" I asked

"You're in no position to ask the questions darling." Dylan said, a slight smirk appearing on his face.

"Oh yea, what makes you so sure?" I asked, a smirk also forming on my lips now. The slight smirk instantly disappeared and within a second i was pushed against the wall, Dylan's hand was now wrapped around my neck.

"God you're a little brat."

"Aww, what are you gonna do? Spank me?" I asked mockingly

"You know what, i think i am." Dylan said. Dylan practically threw me onto the couch. He walked over to me, sat down and threw me over his lap.

"Dylan what the fuck are you doing!" I yelled.

"I'm just doing what you suggested princess." Dylan said

"Oh my gosh, you son of a bitch." I said. Wrong move. Dylan grabbed my hair a pulled my head back.

"Let's make one thing very clear princess, you can only open that pretty little mouth of yours when you're screaming or moaning my name, when you're answering me or when you're begging. Got it." Dylan said, gripping my hair a little tighter

"Yes." I replied

"Yes what?"

"Yes, Dylan."

"Yes. What?"

"Yes, Sir?" I asked

"Good girl" Dylan said

I could feel his hand trailing up my leg and under my sun dress.

"Mmm a thong, you're clearly not as innocent as your brother makes you out to be."

"You're about to spank me Dylan, so can we please not talk about my brother?"

"What did i say?" Dylan said pulling my head back again?"

"Sorry, sir." I moaned

"I wanna hear you count okay." Dylan said

"Okay."

*smack*

"One"

*smack*

"Two"

And that's how it went untill i reached ten. A few tears escaped my eyes, but god did the sting on my ass feel good.

"Such a good girl." Dylan said as he rubbed my ass. Within a second my thong was moved to the side and Dylan had one finger inside my.

"Ah" i moaned at the unexpected feeling.

"Faster, please" i begged. Dylan just shushed me and kept moving his fingers at an agonizingly slow pace.

"So fucking wet princess." Dylan said in a low, deep voice.

"God Dylan, are you gonna keep moving so fucking slow or are you actually gonna fuck me?" I said out of frustration...bad move.

In a second, Dylan pulled out his fingers and i was on my hands and knees on the couch. Dylan then ripped my panties clean off.

"Hey! I actually liked those." I whined

"I'll buy you new ones." Dylan said, while getting undressed. As soon as he was done he slammed into me.

"Ahh!" I screamed

"Fuckin hell, you could've warned me."

"Where's the fun in that darling." Dylan said, spanking my ass. Then he started pounding into me. He grabbed my hair and pulled me up so my back was against his front.

"So fuckin' tight princess." Dylan moaned in my neck.

"Fucking me so good daddy."

"Daddy huh?"

"You have your kinks, i have mine. Fuck." I moaned

Dylan kept pounding into me untill both of us eventually came. He pulled out of me and went to the bathroom.

Once he was finished, he came out and helped me get cleaned up as well.

He then handed me my clothes and we started getting dressed

*knock* *knock*

"Y/N! Why the hell is my door locked?" Tyler screamed from outside

"Shit?" I whisper yelled at Dylan

"Just hurry up and hide." Dylan whispered back

"Why the hell should i hide?"

"Fine, i'll hide, but you better make up a damn good excuse."

"Oh just go fucking hide."

Once Dylan was in the bathroom, he climed into the bath and hid behind the shower curtain.

I helped him, before going over to the door, unlocking it and opening it.

"Hey big bro, whatcha up to?" I said

"Why was the door locked."

"It's a habit, sorry."

"Mm, okay. Why did it take you so long to answer the door?" He asked, walking into the trailer and grabbing a water out of the fridge.

"Damn is this an interrogation? What's with all the questions?" I asked with a slight laugh.

"Yea, i guess your right." Tyler said.

"Anyway, do you wanna go get something to eat, i could invite Dylan and Holland to come too?" Tyler asked

"Uhh i-"

"Oh come on Y/N. Besides i know you and Dylan like eachother so."

"Correction, i used to like him, but he started getting distant and eventually stoped talking to me all together, now he keeps avoiding me." I said

"Oh, he never told me that."

"Guess you don't know eachother that well after all." I said

"But hey! We're both grown, so i think we could spend one evening together." I said smiling.

"You sure?"

"Totally! Now if you'll excuse me, i need to get ready." I said

"Okay, i have to do a re-shoot anyway, we can leave in about 2 hours?"

"Sounds good, goodluck with the re-shoot." I said, watching Tyler leave.

Once he was out of view, i let Dylan know.

"This dinner sounds more like a double date." Dylan said

"Do you want it to be double date?" I asked with a smirk

"Don't flatter yourself princess." Dylan said before kissing me on my forehead and opening the door to leave, but i grabbed his arm, stopping him.

"Whoa, what the hell did you mean by that?" I asked, kinda offended.

"You're overthinking this Y/N."

"I don't think i am. I think you just wanted to fuck me and that that's the reason you stopped talking to me. You saw that i'm not going to make it easy."

"Well you made it pretty easy about an hour ago when i fingered you."

*slap*

"Screw you Dylan." I said. Dylan still had a hand on the side of his face were i slapped him, when he turned to me.

"What, can't handel the fact that you're a slut."

"Oh please Dylan, the only reason i let you fuck me, is because my date from two nights ago couldn't make me cum. Infact. You couldn't either."

"What, your saying that you faked it?" He asked, he looked pissed. He started walking towards me.

"Yes.i.am."

"What's going on here?" Tyler asked from the trailer door way.

"Uh, i was looking for you." Dylan said

"Uh huh." Tyler said, looking between me and Dylan.

"Were gonna do the re-shoot tomorrow."

"Oh that's great." I said, trying to act normal.

"So you guys still wanna go to dinner?"

"Yea" me and Dylan said at the same time

"Great, well uhh, get ready then."

"Oh shit yea."

With that, Dylan left and i went into the bathroom and got ready.

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Misunderstood Smiles - Dylan O'brien imagine

In which y/n is an actress and stars in a movie with Dylan's friend and fellow colleague, Cody Christian

"Stop whining, babe", i laugh and i push Dylan off my body so i can get up and get ready to go on set. I get up and take a moment to analyse his perfect naked body and smirk before going to the bathroom

"Since you like this view so much, you can stay here and take advantage of this beautiful morning." he says while pressing soft kisses on my shoulder, letting my bra strap fall loosely on my arm. I moan softly when i feel his bottom lip trace a long line on my neck, going over my sensitive spots and i gasp when his teeth bite small portions, sucking hard on some spots.

"Love, you're leaving hickeys. I can't show up on set with them.", i say disappointed and i turn around to kiss Dylan's lips. He kisses me back desperately, hand on my neck, while his tongue entangles with mine in sweet, passionate motions.

"I hate this day, baby", he says and places a kiss on my forehead, pulling me into a big hug. Today I'm supposed to film a naked scene with Cody. We've starred in other movies together, but our characters were never that much of love interests. In this one... Well, let's say things get way too heated. Before Dylan i was more than ok with this type of scenes because they're fun and you can build very beautiful friendships after that, as hard as it is to believe.

"You'll be there with me, tho, you'll see nothing else happens. And it's Cody, you've known him for such a long time, he has a beautiful girlfriend-"

"Yeah, but he's still touching you. He's gonna touch your legs, your breasts, your ass. He's gonna see you naked and that makes go crazy.", Dylan exhales and exists the bathroom. I follow him and try as much as i can to calm him down.

30 minutes later, we're on our way to the set and i become nervous because of Dylan's presence. I have acted with him watching me before, but it was so hard to concentrate, this time will be even worse.

As we got there, Cody and another costar greeted us.

"Hey, man, what's up!", Cody hugs Dylan and I'm happy to see that he is actually smiling and enjoying seeing Cody after such a long time. "I missed you so much, how have you been?", he asks Dylan while hugging me

"I've been great, i have a new movie coming soon, how are you?", Dylan answers and i grab his hand, being now in the middle of the two boys.

"I'm great, 2 movies on the way, another season of All American, things are awesome.", Cody says excited and he smiles at me, blushing. I feel Dylan tense in the embrace of our hands, and i look up at him to see him looking directly in front of us.

I get changed for the scene and i kiss Dyl before getting on set. Cody smiles when he sees me and i feel a bit insecure because I'm only wearing black laced underwear and a t shirt that barely covers my ass. His eyes travel from me to his friend and shakes his head, smirking. I blush, feeling the tension build in the room between the three of us.

The director announces us to start and i get in the skin of the character right away.

"What are you doing here, Sam? Like, seriously, you're in my bedroom", i ask Cody, while walking slower towards him, using one of my best sensual voices, since i have to make him fall in love with me

"I'm here to talk to you. Your parents let me in before they left. I guess they don't know how you spend your evenings dressed like", he laughs lightly and i try my best not to break into laughter

"Well, you're here, talk", i sit on the bed, slowly leand backwards, checking him out from head to toe. I cross my legs and i know he can see half of my ass, which makes his eyes grow wide. He takes off his jacket and i try not to look surprised, because that wasn't in the script. "Getting hot already?", i try to save the scene before the director could say cut and Cody looked at me with raised eyebrows, getting the idea of what I'm doing.

"The way you present yourself right now is hard not to get hot", he says and comes closer to me, uncrossing my legs and moving his hands slowly until he reaches my waist. He lifts me towards him and turns us around, so he is now sitting on the bed and I'm on his lap. I look deep into his eyes and i can see the lust in his eyes. It is a pretty moment, I'm not gonna lie.

"Let's get hotter and sweaty then", i kiss him hard and he bites my lip before kissing my neck and uncovering my ass. He places his hands on both cheeks and starts moving me front and back, creating a nice friction between our bodies. I take off his shirt and he quickly follows my action, leaving me half naked. He's taken aback by my breasts and stutters for a second, before kissing them and returning to my lips. Cody turns us again, and i unbuckle his pants, taking them down, chuckling when i see him hard in his boxers. He rolls his eyes unnoticeably, not to break character, throws his pants away from the bed and starts grinding his member on mine. I moan when he begins to make me sensitive and the director shouts to get to the next part and get actually naked.

We do and the scene cuts a few moments later, after Cody and i fake having sex.

I put a robe on, Cody doing the same and we smile at each other before going different ways. I go to Dylan and he is a boiling mess.

"What was that?", he asks angry and i get serious immediately

"The scene i was telling you about", i say and grab a water bottle from the table of goodies we have there

"No, not that. Why were you smiling at each other like that? Did you enjoy it that much?", he arranges his hair nervously and i can't help but hold a smile back

"The smile? Baby, we were smiling because we don't need a take 2. We were happy we got it from the first try", i say and i hug him, looking at him. "It feels so much better with you"

"Well, obviously.", Dylan smiles and hugs me back, kissing my lips softly. "You guys did a great job, love. But if he touches you again like that, I'm gonna have him become a Nogitsune", we laugh harder and head towards Cody who was also coming towards us

"I'm sorry for that, dude. I know how long it took you guys to finally get together and I'm the one filming something like this with her", he apologises and i look up at dylan, who was smiling

"Don't worry man. It's all good. Unless you actually touched her when you shouldn't have, we're good"

"No, definitely not.", Cody assures and soon after we finish the whole day of filming.

"I'm exhausted.", i say as i jump on the bed and lay there, rising my head to look at Dylan

"Too bad, I'm actually going to need you", he says with a deep voice and hovers over me, kissing my neck, feeling his hands wonder on my body. He takes off my pants, quickly removing my t-shirt and cupping my breasts, kissing them.

"Someone's needy", i smile and i moan when i feel him kiss down my stomach, reaching my panties, kissing lightly on my area, before kissing my thighs

"After what i witnessed today, i have to make sure you're going to think of me all the time", he says as he puts my panties on the side and inserts his middle finger in me. I gasp and i try to concentrate on an answer

"I always think of you baby"

He inserts another finger and i moan, making him add his tongue to the mixture.

"Dylan, oh Gosh", i say, and i motion his head towards my area, so he would use his Tongue more

"Say it again", Dylan almost growls and his voice turns me on even more, so i obey immediately

"Dylan..", i moan and i feel getting wetter and wetter

"Baby, I'm breaking you tonight", he says as he gets undressed in seconds and wastes no time in entering me

Gifs not mine

Can’t stop. WON’T Stop.

High. Sex. With. Dylan.

Just getting high and him fucking you. Eating you out is like 10000x more intense. He’s lasting even longer than he already does cause he’s high. Every time you cum it’s harder than the last and it’s just pure mfing ecstasy between y’all. I need this.

-Birdie🖤

girl WE need this ?!?!

cause reader never smoked before but dylan has and the way you're reacting to his mouth on you is out of this world !! this man is starved and the only meal he wants is you. doesn't matter if you're laying on a kitchen counter, cumming like crazy to the point of having a small puddle form under you and high half out of your mind.

only him could get you this fucked out this quickly but here he you are, feeling the effects of whatever it is that you shared with him and feeling your entire body react to the smallest shit he would be doing. mostly when he'd been going for so long and couldn't think straight anymore. he'd been so vigorous on you, how could you not be overwhelmed ?

he's messy and loud and rough on you when sucking on your soft bud. he always tries to take his time and be careful, licking your folds up slowly to fully taste you and not let a single drop of you out of his mouth but none of that matters when you're too fucked out to even speak a coherent word. but the boy is chatty, already thinking of poems to write on your pussy and how sweet it tasted.

he's going so fast, being so insatiable all while being breathless. the moment he pulls away to look at you, he's just admiring you, mesmerized by how you look moaning softly for him to go back down.

"look at you, you need my mouth on you so bad but you can't even see straight right now... need my tongue to fuck you deep, even deeper than the weed. can you really handle that much baby ? we can stop if you want."

he knows you don't wanna stop but he wants to have you squirm and beg for more. and when you do, he can't keep on ignoring his own throbbing cock. he'll taste you one more time before you both focus on him. for now he's gotta get his girl higher than ever with his mouth only.

NYE alone with Dylan with the intent of making it a romantic night but it turns into drunk hot sex? xx

Lady In... Orange

Pairing: Dylan O'Brien X Reader

Warnings: 18+ Smut

It starts off pretty hot so everything is below the cut👇

"Fuck-" Dylan cursed loudly into the pillow, his palm tightening into a fist in your hair on the opposite side. He can tell how vocal you were when he returned the favor, and that sweet voice of yours, whimpering and telling him how great he feels, was the nectar to his libido.

His cock pulsated inside you, feeling your slick dripping down his balls as he slowly slid his thick cock into your folds deeper with each thrust. His hips jumped every time he felt your walls clench onto him as he filled you up, only to make you whimper with each jump.

He can feel your release begin to unfold. Your juices getting thicker, and the sounds you made got louder and louder vibrating through the brick walls of his living room. Glancing down for a split second, his darkened eyes capture the sight of the orange dress you had been wearing only 10 minutes prior. The way you looked in it now burned into his memory.

You were always his weakness, didn't matter what you wore, Dylan would find you sexy in anything. But this dress was his absolute kryptonite. You had thought nothing of it, hell - he had thought nothing of it as you got ready for your special date night. He got you flowers along with a reservation to your ultimate best little bistro that night. But as soon as you stepped out in that little number, a dress he even gave you thinking nothing of it - you were on your back in the middle of the couch, with the dress thrown somewhere against a wall.

And as he feels you tighten against his member, your nails digging into the sides of his biceps as you begin your release he built up within you - his own release comes as well.

Your whimpers get drowned out by the moans and grunts of Dylan. His thick cock fills you with his warm seed. The sounds of his balls slapping against your ass begin to fault when he pulses one more thrust deep into your core before collapsing onto your skin.

His skin, sweat-soaked and hot against your chest and stomach welcome his load. Your fingers instantly rub sweet circles over his slickened skin, feeling every mole as your head spirals back to reality slowly.

Moments pass before you regain any resemblance of normalcy. It wasn't until you feel Dylan's stomach rumble with hunger against your thigh that you remember what tonight's plans were even supposed to be.

"Sounds like I need to get some food in my man," You giggle at the vibrations Dylan's chuckle sends through your belly. He's nodding and his quiet moan makes it hard to tell if he was actually ready to get up, or wanting to never leave your comfort ever again.

ooo i have a dylan request. what abt a smut where dylan and reader have to be quiet to not wake up their kids or friends that are near by?

Author's Notes: I love when requests line up with things I have already written. Feels very meant to be. If this was your request, I hope you love it! I did alter it slightly, because I did already have something similar written, please forgive. Please let me know what you think if you have a moment - messages, comments and feedback are appreciated! Thank you! xoxo

Warnings: Swearing, Sexual references - sexual innuendos, Smut *(biting, oral - female receiving, spanking, slight/total stockings kink? unprotected sex - be safe out there, your choice how!)

Requested? YESS!! Requests are OPEN!

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Dylan and his girl were at a friend's house party, tucked away from everyone else for a few moments kissing in the hallway. Dylan had her pressed up against the wall while he pinned his hips to hers, his hands pushing up the hem of her skirt.

"I love these." Dylan mumbled into her mouth as he grabbed her left thigh and tugged it over his hip, thumbing her thigh high stocking.

"Thank you." She smiled as she pulled his hair, messy from him running his own hands through it all night.

"Keep them on for me tonight?" Dylan breathed out as he pushed his hand under her skirt to thumb at the strap of her thong.

"Okay." She nodded as she guided his face back to her, breathing a soft moan as he slipped his tongue in her mouth once more.

"Come with me." Dylan grunted as he placed her back on both feet then grabbed her hand and led her back to an empty room down the hall.

He kicked the door shut and grabbed her hips to pull her close, his hands up the back of her skirt to fill his palms with her backside. He lifted her up and playfully tossed her onto the bed, climbing between her legs.

"Give me these, pretty girl." Dylan growled as he reached beneath her skirt and grabbed her panties, pulling them down her legs and tucking them into his pocket for safe keeping.

"Take your clothes off, baby." She whispered as she pulled at his shirt, lifting it over his back and sinking her nails into his skin.

"I will. Needy." Dylan mumbled as he positioned himself between her thighs and held his weight above her on his hands, letting her tug at his shirt.

His girlfriend released a soft sigh of relief as Dylan kissed down her throat, his knee between her legs to give the littlest bit of pressure to ease her ache. He pushed his hands up her skirt, feeling her skin beneath his palms as he tugged her closer to him

"Take this off for me?" Dylan hummed as he pulled at the hem of her top with his teeth, his fingers groping her backside as she rolled her core along his thigh.

She did as told and tugged her top off. She released a hum as he grabbed her breasts over her bra, his thumbs flicking her nipples. She pushed her hands into his hair and tugged as he pulled the cups of her bra down, biting down onto her neck.

"Dylan." She shivered as he nibbled on her neck and gently pinched her nipples. Her hips were on a swivel the whole time, desperate for friction and to feel closer to him.

"Spread your legs for me, honey.." Dylan mumbled as he knelt upright above her, looking down at his half naked girlfriend. He tugged his shirt over his head as she spread her knees wide for him, thighs already slick with her arousal for him.

"Baby!" She gasped as he dropped to his hands on the mattress and licked her thighs, his fingers tugging at her stockings. She brought her hands down to his face between her thighs, her fingertips grazing over the scruff on his jawline as his tongue brushed over her slit.

"Come here." Dylan growled as he hooked his biceps under her knees and pulled her closer to his mouth.

The sounds on the other side of the door were like a white noise to Dylan as he finally put his mouth on his girlfriend like he had wanted to all night, his fingers pressed deep into her thighs to keep her from squirming away. The fabric of her thigh highs only spurred him on while his tongue swirled around her folds in obscene circles, loving how she dripped onto his chin.

"Dylannn!" She cried out as she climaxed, her hands twisted in his hair.

"Didn't think I could love your legs around my face more, but these stockings are the sexiest fucking thing you have ever worn." Dylan mumbled as he kissed above her slit then shifted his weight above her again.

"I need you so bad, baby. But we aren't at home. What if someone walks in on us?" She breathed out as their lips chased one another, her hands pulling at his belt.

"Keep your skirt on and ride me. Get on top, yeah?" Dylan grunted as he grabbed her hips and and shifted them to the edge of the bed. He placed her securely on the his lap, letting her paw open his zipper.

"Dylan." She sobbed out as she hovered above his tip, her forehead pressed to his as she held his base.

"I'll help, honey." Dylan mumbled with a sob of his own as he thrust up into her wet hole, losing stability as he held them up and falling to his back for a moment.

"BABY!" She gasped as he filled her out completely and sat them back upright, giving her another firm thrust and a smack to her left thigh.

"Gonna take you home. Strip you naked of everything but these stockings then fuck you stupid all over our apartment." Dylan growled as he pulled his fingers down her back as she rode him back and forth, her hands resting on his knees behind her.

"Fuck, Dylan." She shivered as he nudged a particular nerve inside of her that made her flood him with her arousal, edging her closer to release.

"Oh, so fucking wet. You like that? Fuck. Alright. Take you home and get you in just these stockings. Put your hands behind your back and fuck you over the counter the way you like. Smack your ass, too." Dylan growled as he dropped his head down to suck at her neck, surely leaving his mark.

She tossed her arms around his neck as her hips stuttered on top of him, any rhythm she had created for them completely lost. Dylan groaned into the crease of her neck as he felt her inner walls quiver around him as she fell off the edge, the whimpers in the back of her throat getting louder.

"Shh, honey. I know, I know." Dylan cooed, his hand over her mouth to cover her screams as she came around him. He hated doing it, but he really didn't want someone to come knocking on the door to see if they were alright and find the two of them in a compromising position.

She clawed at his back while she bounced in his lap, riding out her orgasm. Dylan dropped his head down and kissed along her chest, slowly pulling his hand away from her swollen lips and placing both of his hands on her thighs as he rolled his own hips up into her heat to achieve his own release.

"Fuck!" Dylan grunted into the crease of her neck, his dull fingernails pressed into her thighs as he released inside of her. He shivered as he felt her palms run down his back in a sweet attempt to soothe him.

"Take me home, baby." She whispered in his ear once his breathing even out and he wrapped his arms around her waist to pull her close, his lips all over her neck and chest.

"Good idea. Give me two minutes to catch my breath and find my shirt, then we can go." Dylan smiled softly as he pulled his head back to look at her heavy eyes, kissing her chin before he laid them back on the bed for a quick cuddle. Not quite ready to face their friends and the inevitable smirks on the other side of the door.

You guys just couldn't wait could you?

Hotties:

@fashion-fasting @samxslaughter @truewdw1 @gillybear17 @sugarcoatedjj

*tag list is open, please let me know if I forgot you or you would like to be added/removed from particular posts. I've removed the people that don't pre-populate :(

Please let me know what you think if you have a moment! Thank you so much xoxo Requests for Andrew Garfield, Dylan O'Brien, and OBX ARE OPEN!

Lazy morning sex with Dylan. You just wake up and he’s already inside you cause he had such intense morning wood he just needed relief so he’s apologizing and saying just the sexiest shit to you as he’s slowly fucks you.

he never stopped apologizing for how desperate he'd be in the morning. it was never like that before you, but when even in his dreams he has to deal with your teasing, it's the only thing he can do. just let himself get hard and throbbing under his sheets, to the point of waking up in pain and dripping droplets of cum all over the sheets.

he'd even given up on sleeping with anything on because he either just fall asleep naked after fucking you or wake up ready to fuck you raw. there was no use and after seeing how he'd cum all over his boxers in his sleep, it was his best solution.

when you wake up, he'd not just inside you, he's cumming deep already and you can feel how much there is without needing to look. the way he's grunting a mix of profanities and apologies to you while jerking his hips against the swell of your ass makes your pussy quiver and makes him whimper in that morning voice that ruins you ln the spot.

"f-fuck... sorry baby... woke up from another fucking dream... i needed to feel you... you're even killing me in my sleep bunny... you and that divine pussy just swallowing me deep and getting me all wet and warm."

he starts moving slowly, trying to keep himself from cumming again because god does he want to. the moment you cling on his arm, letting out little sounds if pleasure and biting on his flesh to compose yourself, he knows it's coming. he can feel his soft tip press on your cervix and ypur walls tighten around him so nicely, he can't think of pulling out.

you're taking his thrusts in your warm cunt just like he likes it, moaning in the pillows while he's moaning against your shoulder. when you look to the side, you can see how fucked out he is, his face just trying not to fall victim to the pleasure. he's already lost. he's going slow, taking his time and letting his sack softly rub on your cum covered folds. he keeps you close by grabbing your shoulders and kissing between your shoulder blades. you feel his warm breath his your skin and you can feel the vibration of his moans on you. he's about to bust, his balls just so full, he'll need a little more than one round to truly be satisfied.

for hours he's whispering nasty shit into your ears while letting his cum just cover every surface of your throbbing pussy.

"feel how hard i get for you bunny ? the sun's barely up and... and i'm already ready t-to fuck you silly all over the house... bet you'd like that huh ? dirty little cockslut.... taking my cock like a dream and keeping yourself full of cum. bet you want me to use that mouth too ? get your belly so full, you won't need to eat..."

with that and his fingers on your clit, you bet he's making sure that you cum just as much as he does (if not more).

Hola! Dylan O’Brien anniversary smut and or fluff, up to you! You’re amazing bestieeeee 💘

Happy Anniversary

Pairing: Dylan O'Brien X Reader

Warnings: SMUT! Not full on but tones.

A/N: So sorry this took so long! Hopefully the "smut" will be worthy enough as I get back into the groove (PUNS FOR DAYS!)

You hear the doorknob creak from the opposite side of the room sending a wave of excitement through your entire body. Goosebumps begin rising on your sensitive, bare skin, only being lightly lit from the double candles on the bedside table. A rush of heat washes over your cheeks as the slight anxiety you have had all day begins to bubble over as you see his form enter the room.

A giggle escapes your lips, drawing his attention from the rose petals covering the floor, to your body laying scantily clad atop the cold, gray quilt that covered the bed.

Dylan’s deep brown eyes blink uncontrollably, his bottom lip slips between his teeth as he bites down harder than usual, and his throat begins to fill with saliva as he takes a big gulp - feeling his muscles spasm from his throat to his abs to his now hardened cock.

Speechless. Only on two occasions had you ever seen Dylan speechless, yet, YOU seemed to always be the reason for his amusing silence.

As he closed the gap between him and the bed, his whiskey eyes never once left your body. Drifting from your sprawled out toes, when you noticed his eyes glancing there you tried to hide them… and failed, to your thighs glistening in the candlelight, to your belly. His eyes lingered a bit longer on your abdomen, knowing that soon he was going to be in there, pressing down on your skin so you felt his member inside you even more.

As by instinct, his long arms made quick work of his hoodie. Discarding the purple pullover and his white tee beneath it onto the floor. His ears capture the nearly silent whine you made from his actions.

You always loved taking it off of him. Your fingers would run up his chest, dancing along his warm skin that just made you want to crawl into his body. And God forbid you wrap your arms around him, dragging your fingernails over his back. Your fingertips feel every flex of his muscles under the slight sting of your nails, marking his body for a few moments. Make YOUR mark.

His eyes rose from your belly until they settled on your breasts, barely covered by the thin lingerie you had bought recently. He wasn’t supposed to know you had gotten it, but how was he supposed to know to NOT open one of the hundreds of Amazon packages delivered that month?

And finally, his eyes met your lips, tucked into one another to hide the smirk you were aching to release. Dylan knew “sexy” wasn’t your most comfortable thing to do. He thought you were sexy with sweats and 7-day unwashed hair. Everything you did was sexy to him. But the vulnerability of laying there… wearing that… letting his eyes just watch you… only for him and very special occasions would you go through the anxiety it gave you.

“Happy anniversary,” your words came like a siren from the water to him. Dylan came closer, kneeling on the bedside, his body close enough to radiate his heat onto you. You can see the darkness, lust, in his eyes as they looked deeply into yours. His lips curled up into a devilish smirk, your own now showing on your features.

Dylan bit down on his bottom lip before swiping his tongue over the sensitive flesh as he leaned into your body. Your goosebumps immediately disappear at his touch, as if the slightest feel of him sent a cascading wave of comfort and safety to wash through your anxiety.

“Happy anniversary, baby girl.”

Ok but,,,, hazy high sex with Dylan, fumbling and lazy and slow but good, lots of touching and pressing close, Dylan mumbling about how good you feel

Dylan O'Brien x Female Reader

disclaimer: never smoked before, hope this is believable

based on the new fan photo of Dylan our fan said shopping LA this week and they said he was "in the clouds"

warning: 18+

You laughed lightly as you felt his beard against your neck as he nuzzled into you. Dylan had come home from being with friends and the moment he saw you lying in bed, he moved to crawl in with you. Right away you were able to smell him and knew that he was high, along with his eyes barely being open.

Dylan's hands slowly moved along your body before settling at your chest - his larger hand cupping your tit over the thin shirt you were wearing.

"I'm guessing you had a good time?" You smiled while running your hand over his hair. His hair was soft against your hand now that it was slightly grown out.

A slow and lazy smile spread across Dylan's face as he pulled back and stared down towards you.

"Could say that..." His voice was deep and slow as he spoke, "Smoked, went to the shopping center, Mike dropped me off after we got some food."

As he spoke Dylan's fingers moved over your nipple, teasing it through the shirt you were wearing, causing it to pebble. You moaned softly as your nails scratched along his scalp slightly. Dylan moaned and leaned into your hand as his hand moved down your body slowly.

"...Baby..." He whispered before moving to hover over you more, his lips barely touching yours as his hand moved under your shirt. Dylan's touch was warm against your skin as his head dipped back down to your neck leaving wet open-mouth kisses.

You began to whimper and moan beneath him as you felt the ache between your legs start to grow. The room felt a little hotter than it did before. Dylan moved to tease along with the band of your shorts before slowly pulling them down.

His movements were slow along with his touches being soft.

Dylan moaned as he settled between your legs, those open kisses moving to your inner thigh. You gasped and whimpered slightly with each press of his lips.

"Fuck," Dylan moaned, drawing the word out slightly, word slurred. "You smell so good...need a taste."

A soft mewl came from your parted lips as Dylan's tongue moved against your slit. You seemed to melt against his tongue as he tasted you, or at least that's how it felt to him. Dylan's fingers gripped along your thighs as he tasted you. Your hand gripped at his hair and pulled at it the closer he drew you to the edge. Sitting up more you rested against the pillows behind you as you watched him. Every once and a while his whiskey eyes met with yours from between your legs. The scratch of his stubble caused a slight amount of pain that added to the pleasure.

Just as you were about to fall over the edge, Dylan pulled back, smirking down towards you with your arousal on his swollen lips. His tongue peeked out and ran along his lower lip, moaning as he tasted you again. You looked up towards him in your own haze.

Moving forward you reached for the bottom of his hoodie and pulled it up over his head, as Dylan fumbled to unbuckle his jeans. The two of you laughed and giggled together as the two of you bumped and knocked against each other trying to remove the rest of your clothing.

Your hand rested against his chest and pushed him down against the cool sheet before straddling him. Dylan closed his eyes as he felt you sink down around him - wet and tight around his cock. The moment he was fully inside of you, making you feel full, you just sat there for a moment. The two of you panting with your breaths mixing between the two of you.

"...that's it, baby," Dylan whispered as his hands moved down to grab your ass as your hips began to move against him.

The two of you moved together slow and tenderly. Your hand moved against his chest as his continued down your thigh.

Your moans were soft and each time Dylan heard one, it only made him drive his hips up towards you a little harder. You laid across his chest and kissed along his neck and jaw.

"Dylan," His name left your lips in a sigh as you felt the tension start to build between your legs. The erotic sound of the two of you fills the room along with moans.

Dylan wraps his arm around your waist before moving you beneath him, his hips pressing tighter against you, driving his cock deep inside of you. You gasped slightly and gripped at his bicep as he fucked your harder and deeper.

"...so good, so fucking good," Dylan moaned into your ear. "Can feel you, baby...let go...let me feel you."

Dylan's hand moved between the two of you and lazily rubbed at your clit. Your moans became louder with each deep stroke of his cock. You knew that you'd fall over soon as your toes curled. Dylan's thrusts became more erratic with each pull of his hips, his breathing becoming labored.

Your name left his lips like a soft prayer with his body pressed tightly to yours. Your legs wrapped around him and pulled him in tighter as the two of you fell over the edge, moaning as you felt the slight twitch of his cock.

The two of you lay there in silence for a moment as Dylan pressed his lips against your shoulder. You hummed at the feeling of his lips against your skin.

"Wanna stay right here," Dylan spoke as he pulled back to smile down towards you.

"Oh you're not going anywhere," You smirked and locked your legs around him.

You have no idea how obsessed I am with your writing. I have almost every single Dylan/ Stiles smut saved in my notes just so I could go back and look at them all. But I have an idea, so hear me out please. Imaging if you went to Comic-Con and Dylan thinks your the most beautiful girl he’s ever seen, so he takes you back stage and fucks you for so long that it causes him to be late to his panel interview, and you end up giving his number to continue your actions at his apartment😩

please, we all know this man is not going out there. he's not done fucking you and no comic con will stop him after he'd been eyeing you for hours.

you'd been bouncing on top of him, face stained with tears and biting your lips so hard you could see the little droplets of blood. you'd never felt so full and fucked out so fast. his cock stretching your walls to practical perfection just had your brain spinning and his slander fingers toying with your clit did not help.

you'd had came already and were on the verge of cumming again with the way he'd been hammering into you. what can he do anyways, not his fault your sounds are addictive.

"f-fuck ! dylan, fuck ! please slow... slow down ! oh fuck ! oh god, yes ! more, more, more !"

"fuck, pussy's so good... holding me so nice and creaming all around me... you like when i bully your pretty cunt huh baby ? you like it when i turn you into a fleshlight and fuck you senseless ?"

you can barely speak or think straight so answering is definitely not happening. but then you see the time from the corner of your eyes and you start panicking, squirming on top of him while his grip on you tightens.

"w-wait ! dylan, d-dylan oh god ! t-the ah ! the interview ! dylan, the interview !"

that is when he takes over, flipping you on the couch to tower over you and fuck into you deeper. his palm slides up your chest, caressing your breasts before taking hold of your neck.

"don't focus on the interview, focus on me. they'll find a way, for now i need to make sure that you're dripping cum all over the place. wouldn't want my girl to go out there unmarked."

"behave" prompt with dylan o'brien or any of his characters 🤪

14. Behave.

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you peeked out the window of the hotel and spotted the red carpet, photographers and you bit your lip as your stomach grew a ball of nervousness.

the door opened and you turned, your expression softening as dylan walked in. "my oh my" you smile and walk over to him, pushing your hands under his jacket and kissing him slowly. "you just get sexier every time i see you"

"oh please" dylan smiled and held your face, kissing you again. "i'm so happy you came, baby. i'm so happy i get to share this experience with you, thank you for coming"

"yes sir anything for you" you smile and his eyes darken. "what?"

"don't pull any of that tonight, you hear me? not.. not in front of everyone, you hear me?" dylan tilted your chin up and you smiled, hitting his nose against yours.

"yes sir" you push your hands into his back pockets and pull him forward, pressing his body against yours. "how much time do we have until we have to go down there?"

your fingers touched his belt and he held your wrists. "none. let's go, baby" you pout and he kisses your lip, taking your hand and pulling you down to the car. he waves at the cameras and helps you in the car, closing the door.

you held his hand and took out your phone, taking some pictures with him and posting them. you two pulled up to the premier and he helps you out again, wrapping an arm around your waist as you two walk onto the red carpet together.

you smiled and placed your hand on his stomach, dylan kissing your head. you look at him and smile, and he leans down. "i wish i could show them you're mine, sir. you just look so amazing"

"yn.." he pulls away and you look to his lips then his eyes. "behave"

"yes, dylan" you smile and he kisses you again, you two taking more pictures before he was off to do interviews. you headed inside and grabbed a drink, waiting for dylan and scrolling through twitter.

arms snaked around your waist and you stood up, pressing your body against dylan's. "i thought i told you not to pull anything tonight. and you said that in front of cameras?" you spin in his arms and smile, holding his face.

"oh come on, i was just having a little fun" you wink and kiss him again, and he hums as he tastes the alcohol on your tongue. "now, let's go watch your sexy ass on the big screen, hm?"

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the movie was over and you hugged dylan tightly as you all stood up. "oh my god, dylan, that was amazing! i'm so proud of you, baby" dylan smiled and held the back of your bicep as you placed your hands on his chest. "let's go home, baby. i'm so tired and just want to celebrate in bed" you smile and he nods, kissing you again and taking you to the car.

the car ride was silent, but comfortable. you held dylan's hand in your lap, and stared out the window at the city of los angeles. the car parked outside of your house and you both thanked the driver, heading inside.

you kicked off your heels and sighed. you grabbed a water and headed up the stairs, dylan following close behind. you stopped in front of the mirror, placing down your water bottle and struggling to unzip your dress.

a shirtless dylan popped up behind you in the mirror and you sighed when he unzipped your dress and unclipped your bra from your body. "when did you get shirtless?"

"does it matter?" his hand wrapped around your neck and tilted it back, looking down at you. "you're ridiculous, you know. i warned, you didn't i?"

"you're still mad about that?" you shimmied yourself out of your dress and bra, and it piled on the floor, dylan holding your jaw and making you look in the mirror. you both watched as his fingers fell down the valley of your breasts all the way down to your underwear hem.

dylan pushed his finger into your underwear and you sighed, pushing your hips back and rubbing your butt against his crotch. "you disobeyed my rules, baby. and now i'm going to make you watch me punish you" dylan grabbed the stool from the vanity and bent you over, your stomach pressing against the fur.

dylan undid his pants and pushed them down, leaving him naked next to your body. dylan's hand ran down your back and to your ass, kneading it softly before spanking you rather roughly. "fuck, i'm so sorry, sir. i promise i won't do it again"

"that's what you said the last time" he growled and spanked you a few more times. your ass turned red and a few tears fell down your cheek. "alright.. i think you learned your lesson. now i want you to watch me pleasure you" dylan kissed you and stood you up, kicking the stool and sitting you on the edge of the bed.

dylan sat on his knees in front of you, spreading your legs and looking up at you as his tongue slightly brushed against your clit. "please.." you whimper over and over, dylan smirking and pushing his tongue into you. you roll your eyes and grip his hair, looking at him in the mirror, which seemed to turn you on even more. "fuck yes, dylan"

"my good girl" dylan pushed you against the bed, rubbing his cock up and down your folds as he kissed you. "and you were right, all i wanted to do tonight was go under your dress and make you scream so everyone knew you were mine" dylan mumbled against your mouth. you grabbed his cock and guided him into you, moaning as he thrusted into you slowly. "you're so fucking pretty when you take my cock"

"fuck dylan, faster" dylan's hands pushed your thighs to the bed and thrusted deeper into you. he spun you on your stomach and tilted your head back, kissing you sloppily as his skin slapped against yours.

"my girl, my beautiful girl" dylan mumbled, making you moan. dylan turned you onto your back again and place your legs over his shoulders. "fuck baby"

"dylan.. dylan fuck" you gasp, gripping his arms as his hips got sloppy.

"baby.." dylan grunted and you took your legs off his shoulders, wrapping them around his waist and pulling him into you. "fuck yn, are you close, baby?"

"yes, dylan, cum for me" you grit your teeth and he rubs your clit, grunting as he came into you. you shook a few seconds after, cumming around him. "god i love when you're angry" you pant and he laughs, kissing you softly.

"i'll got start us a shower, hm?" you nod and he smiles, brushing his nose against yours and kissing you again before getting off you and walking towards the bathroom. you sat up and looked at yourself in the mirror, laughing at your very messy hair and makeup. you take off the fake eyelashes and he towards the bathroom.

"hi" you whisper and dylan held your hand, helping you into the shower. you two ended the night with a very needed shower and feeling sleepy afterwards. you both fell asleep on top of the sheets in just your underwear, tired from the night.

Can you PLEASE do a breeding kink concept with Dylan? You guys go to Disney and see all these kids & it just hits him how much he wants kids with you !! Thank you!! And I hope you have fun @ Disney 🤍🤍

Happiest Place On Earth

Pairing: Dylan O'Brien X Reader

Warnings: 18+ Smut mentions

A/N: I didn't use as much smut as I wanted to with this one... felt odd. But I hope it's not terrible for you!

A Disney Adult they called you. But in full honesty, Disney made you feel like a kid again, like all your worries and concerns for the future just washed away while you were there. Dylan thought you were crazy at first, but after seeing the way your entire demeanor changed the second you heard the entrance music play through the courtyard, something in him broke.

He always wanted a family, wanted kids. But never had he wanted them so badly, not until watching you in the happiest place on earth, surrounded by mothers and fathers enjoying it just as much as their rugrats running through the streets. He imagined him doing the same.

As you walked down Main street, your friends drifted off towards the food stands to the left, you felt an arm wrap around your middle. The smell of Dylan’s cologne wafted through your senses as his voice lowly hummed the song playing throughout the park, sending a smirk crossing over your features as he pulled you close.

“You are right,” He smiled into the side of your head, lips pursing into your hair as he inhaled your fresh scent. “This is a magical place. It’s making me want to make a little magic with you as well.”

Your eyes grow at the comment, surprised that he would be thinking of such things at a time like this. You knew he had a thing for starting a family, with the few times he let it known how much he wanted to fill you up and see you grow for nearly 10 months. But this time, he was different. He was pushy.

You weren’t one to complain about this change in him. You were going to have the time of your lives today, to be kids again. But that night, when you were alone in the solitude of his place… it was game on. You didn;t make it through the front door before his fingers were aching to slip beneath your panty line. His lips were already devouring your neck once the car was safely in park.

It was a long night. A long, loud night.