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Puppet - A Måneskin Chapter Story

Updated every Monday at 8pm CET! (And sometimes even more!)

Summary: All you were hoping for when you moved in with the band for the summer was some relaxation, a little fun and hopefully as little awkwardness as possible. But then a very personal detail about your life slips out and suddenly you’re getting a lot more than you bargained for.

Content: Smut, a bit of fluff, more smut

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Chapters

Lesson One: It’s all about anticipation.

Lesson Two: Talk about it.

Lesson Three: Self-love.

Lesson Four: Take matters into your own hands.

Lesson Five: Use your words.

Lesson Six: The choice is yours.

Lesson Seven: Talking about it is half the fun.

Lesson Eight: Feel the buzz.

Lesson Nine: Find the rhythm

Lesson Ten: Tie him down.

Lesson Eleven: Let them hear.

Lesson Twelve: Watch and learn.

Lesson Thirteen: Safewords are made to be used.

Lesson Fourteen: Turn your brain off.

Lesson Fifteen: It’s all about unconventional problem-solving.

Lesson Sixteen: A taste of pain.

Lesson Seventeen: Learn to love.

Lesson Eighteen: Different ways to love.

Epilogue

I wanted to do it so badly so i did it.

I didnt sleep a second this night lmao

Just gonna @ some people cause they made great content about Ouat : @prismatica-the-strange @mischievousgraxaim @truthmakesallthingsplain @themadlostgirl

after school she ran to meeee

FIRST KISS

noah tdi x gn reader

'' taking a book of secrets and taking it too far ''

It was a normal day like any other.

Noah was reading on his bed, you on your stomach next to him, doing your homework. You asked Noah about half of the problems, making you write down notes in your notebook because of it. Soon, you were finished, reading the book along with him.

"Wait, I was reading that," You frown as Noah turns the page.

"If I knew you were reading along, I would've waited." He sighed, going back. He side glanced at you, blushing slightly before looking back at the book. He might've had a small crush on you.

And by small, he means big. But he won't say that. Ever.

You turn the page for him, your chin resting on his shoulder as you both read each page, giving Noah a little tap when you were done.

And it went like this. Almost every day. If he wasn't out doing something, that is.

Until that Monday.

You walked home to Noah's with him, plopping down on his bed and doing your homework. And then Noah spoke up.

"(Name), we've shared everything. Secrets, gossip, homework answers," He started, his voice wavering. You looked at him, and he looked at you. He blushed. "a- and I've been thinking. Can we add a 'mutually agreed-upon kiss' to that list?" He finished.

And you sat up and kissed the daylights out of him.

He was shocked, obviously. But he kissed back, his hands going to your shoulders as he didn't know where to put them. It was messy, inexperienced and fast. But soon you pulled away, breathing through your mouth.

"That was so bad." You chuckled, pecking his lips.

"...That was amazing." Noah breathes out, putting his hands on your cheeks. "Can- can we do that...again? Sometime?"

"We can do it right now, if you want." You smile.

"Just kiss me already. We need the practice anyways." He rolls his eyes, initianting the kiss this time. You kiss back happily.

Unconditionally.

Benny weir x fem!reader implied smut

Implied Smut‼️ DNI if your under 18, or do I can’t stop you.

— summary; what much could happen on a late rainy night when you’re best friend is impatient to see you again?

— A/N; don’t ask where I keep getting my voluptuous gifs from 🤭 this was requested by @jeffreystanberg theres a bit of fluff at the start then I dive straight into smut ruthlessly

You were currently situated upstairs in your cozy bedroom, having made yourself a habitat of comfort to hide away from the eerie fall night weather and bit by bit your science homework was eating at you mentally and you felt exhaustion and immense boredom creep up on you, in nights like these you’d wish your parents were actually home; that way you’d have company from the Silence of the house and the occasional fire alarm beep, why did it always do that?

No one really knows and you certainly weren’t exceptionally perky enough tonight to try figure out the never ending beep, but what you were able to do was figure out what was that damn banging noise was coming from your windows, because maybe it was the slasher you had watched earlier in honour of Halloween coming up making you think you might come face to face with Freddy Krueger himself and that maybe you did pass out from exhaustion after all but before you overreacted too much you stepped up out of your comfort zone to figure it out.

Having looked out your window which was ever so slightly difficult to see out from due to the none-stop raindrops hitting the glass that adorned your house’s exterior you saw nothing, so you pulled up your window and peeked your head out from inside your room to see whatever gloomy bastard was throwing rocks and your window, and oh, would you look at that,

It was your favourite bastard, Benny.

There he stood, at 10 pm and utterly drenched and instead of going through the front door once he got your attention he climbed up to you instead, causing an internal frown to grow inside of you worrisome if he may trip. “Benny? What’re you doing outside my house at this hour? A-And you’re soaked!” You exclaimed. “I wanted to come see you” he replied once he was now on your roof, still not having come inside yet but wanting to as his impatience prevailed “now can I please come in?”

“Right yeah of course, here let me grab you a towel.” You said as you hurried to your bathroom, hearing him stumble inside from afar. You returned and handed it to him “you’re shivering Bens’ you should’ve called me before heading over if I would’ve known I would’ve drove you could get sick” well, drove in your learners license but who cares at this hour of the night?! What’s the possibility of meeting some stern officer-hackett-type this late?

“It doesn’t matter, cause I’m here now” Benny said, running the towel through his now damp-state hair, man he looked so damn gorgeous right now.. ‘do you think it would over-step the best friend code to go up and play with his hair whilst I kiss him or is that a bit too much? ‘ I thought, I’d never tel him that tho, Then again I never really told Benny at all about my feeling for him that bloomed ever since 6th grade. I never thought those feelings would ever reciprocate, I mean yeah sometimes Benny can be a huge flirt but I don’t see it any difference between me and a passerby girl who just happen to be on the same sidewalk as Benny.

“Can I ask why did you come over? Not that I’m not glad you did or anything heaven knows the house is too damn quiet tonight for my liking” you laughed a bit at your own awkward rambling. “I wanted to talk you about something.” He said pressing his lips into a firm line as he threw the towel on top of my bed, something was definitely off. Benny didn’t make a single sly remark once he came here and trust me; many offers of teasing was on the table. Yet here he was, standing In from of your with his brows narrowed, hands buried deep in his pockets and outwards

“And why couldn’t this wait ‘till we see each other at school? I mean-“ I was cut off “because this cant wait I cant wait, y/n. ‘Cause I’m done waiting. I’m done waiting for the perfect or right time it’s so stupid I just wanna say how I feel!” You’re stunned, your mind racing and having quite the few of ideas as of what, but you’re silent. You’re waiting for him to continue, to speak to say something, anything! And yet he’s still waiting for confirmation from me if he overstepped any boundaries by the sudden outburst of emotion.

“Then by all means speak” I reply, edging him to continue, was there such thing of verbal teasing? “ I’ve known this for awhile about myself but never spoke up on because I was too afraid of the outcome but it’s getting really hard to hide it and just can’t control myself anymore so I’m just gonna come out and say it.” I nod, as a way for him to continue his buildup to his confession.

“Y/n, I like you, and not just in a best friend way god no. I like you way more than that; and I think about you a lot. And I cant seem to stop it, at first I thought it was because of how much I stare at that beautiful smile when you laugh because I made you with what I said, Or i thought I was because of how much I love when you smile at something cheesy at your nose wiggles like a cute little bunny or even that your lips started to look too soft and I that I imagined what it felt like to touch them or even kiss them but now I realise it’s not how I love something about you it’s because I love you.”

I was utterly and completely stunned, was what he had said true? Or am I imaging like first thought with my whole Freddy Krueger theory. Whatever it was I couldn’t believe it these were the thoughts I was thinking of him quite daily and he just said everything my heart welled for, I think I just might start crying. I opened my mouth a few times to speak but I couldn’t seem to get the words out, instead it opted to me looking like a fish.

He just said he loved me. “I-I don’t know what to say.” I started, but before he got a chance to reply I spoke again “expect i love you too Benny, for quite some time now actually I can’t believe you didn’t notice actually I know for a fact I’m not sly” you laughed a bit, causing him to finally smile adoringly at you “i- really?” He replied a bit shocked “yeah! you have no idea how long I was waiting for you to say something or show any confirmation that you felt the same way back”

“No idea huh? Well you have no idea how long I’ve been waiting to do this” he leaned in suddenly and kissed me and I kissed him right back, but it wasn’t something of a passionate kiss, although there was much passion in the moment and works he spoke this was different, he was needy and rough, it’s like he couldn’t get close enough.

This kiss was heated, with a spark shooting straight down to my inner thighs and up, the butterflies in stomach migrating to my lower abdomen area. He broke the kiss momentarily and I leaned my forehead against his, panting for the air my lungs were screaming to gain just seconds ago. I looked into Benny’s emerald eyes that were oh so mesmerising, if this was dream, please for the love of god never wake me up.

Benny placed his hand on top of mine which was situated on his chest, then he guided it lower, heat rising to my cheeks and the tips of my ears. “do you feel what you’re doing to me, bunny?” Benny said, he’s voice strained almost. I gulp, he placed my hand on his clothed strained erection, the one he was hiding when he came in. I look down feeling my mouth water despite the fact I’ve never felt this way ever before for anyone. He places my chin between his thumb and pointer finger “ ‘gonna help me?” I nod feverishly at the brunette who stood very close before me, my eyes falling on his swollen glistening lips, he grinned like Cheshire Cat “good girl.”

Yeah, something tells me it’s not gonna be so quiet anymore in this house.

HAHA GET COCKBLOCKED B!TCHESSS you thought I was gonna write the smut here huh? Okay okay I’m just playing around, I might continue this if anyone wants it but I just never did fluff before so I wanted this as the first, even though i know you asked for it I still hope this is what you expected 🫶🏻 @jeffreystanberg

Please check my master list for more Benny one shots if you enjoyed this one

Older Men Do It Better (Hannibal)

Description: Y/N can’t seem to find any guys that can satisfy her needs so Hannibal helps her.

Warning: Smut

Word Count: 1,509k

Dates after dates, fuck after fuck, Y/N couldn’t seem to choose them right. She wanted a nice guy that wasn’t all about himself, that knew how to make a decent meal and that could fuck her right. She just didn’t seem to be getting any of it. She knew that she sucked at dating and couldn’t pick a decent man to save her life but she was really trying. All 3 together were hard. Some guys were really nice but couldn’t cook or make her cum. Some guys were assholes that couldn’t cook but knew how to her cum. But all 3 together? That was a challenge. She sighed as she sat on her couch swiping on dating apps trying to find that right man. Wine glass in her hand as she cringed over some of the guys’ bios. Some of them were cute and sweet and she clicked the checkmark on those ones but something was missing.

Her doorbell rang and she got up, setting the wine glass on her coffee table and walking to the door. She opened it and Hannibal was there with more wine and containers. “Brought you some food.” He said holding up the containers. She laughed and let him in. “Thanks. I’ve been needing that actually.” She said to him. He sat the food down on the kitchen counter. “Everything okay?” He asked her. She shook her head and laughed. “I wish it was.” He looked at her concerned and she sighed. “You’re not here for a session, we don’t have to talk about it.” She tells him. “Well that doesn’t mean I don’t wanna hear about it.” He said and gave her the container of food. She took it and thanked him. He was such a good cook, the best. He was also so nice and caring towards her. “I’ve been going on a bunch of dates and they can never check all three boxes.” She said, taking a bite of the food. “What are the three boxes?” He asked her. “Being a nice guy, Be a good cook and I can’t say the last one.” She said. “Oh come on, just tell me.” He said pouring a glass of wine. “No it’s so embarrassing, you’re going to make fun of me.” She said. “I would never. Now tell me.” She sighed knowing there was no way out of this.

“They have to be able to make me cum.” Her face was red after she said it. “And none of them can?” He asked. “Well some can but those of course were the assholes.” She said. He chuckled at that. “See I knew you would laugh.” She whines. “Love, I’m not laughing at you, I’m laughing at what you said. Asshole guys would know how to make a girl cum.” He said. “It’s just ridiculous, Hannibal. What am I missing?” “How old are these guys?” He asked her. She shrugged “My age.” She looked at him as he nodded. “Maybe you need to try older guys.” He suggested. “Why?” “Older guys can do all of that and better.” She scoffed. “Speak for yourself.” “I am.” He said. She looked at him. “I can do all three.” His confidence would have made her roll her eyes but maybe he was right. “Maybe you can.” He set the wine glass down and looked over to her. She looked up at him as they were face to face. “I can show you if you wanna find out.” He said, cupping her face.

Her eyes stared at his lips wanting nothing more to kiss him. As if he read her mind he leaned down and kissed her. She kissed him back and wrapped her arms around his neck. Their lips moved in rhythm and she completely forgot about the food. Once they were out of breath they pulled away. She stared at him as he pulled off his jacket. “Where do you wanna do this?” He asked her. “Bedroom.” She said. In a swift movement he picked her up bridal style and carried her to the bedroom. He sat her down on the bed and she watched as he pushed her to where she was laying down. His hands moved down her body to her sweatpants. He pulled them down revealing a very wet thong. “My my you’re very wet.” He said to her as his finger slowly ran up her clit causing her to gasp.

He chuckled and stood up taking off his clothes. She leaned up and watched him strip. Her eyes traveled over his body as the clothing fell to the floor. Her panties got wetter by the second. He’s so sexy and fit for someone his age. His dick was huge and thick, making her question if it would fit inside of her. He got on the bed next to her and she turned to look at him. “I like for you to be on top.” He told her. She got up and took her shirt off revealing a basic bra, she wasn’t prepared for anything like this to happen. He sat up and pulled her body to him. She looked down at him and he gave her a sexy smirk. His one hand undid her bra and the other was rubbing circles on her clit. Her eyes shut as she gasped his name.

The bra fell to the ground revealing her chest to him. He took this opportunity to put one of her nipples in his mouth. Her hands went to the back of his head pushing him closer. She threw her head back as her moans filled the room. She was so caught up in the pleasure that she didn’t realize that her panties were still on until he quickly yanked them down. He pulled her body on his and fell back down so he was laying on the bed. She looked down at his dick and just stared like she was earlier. “What’s wrong, love?” He asked her. She looked up at him. “Is that even gonna fit?” She asked. He wanted to laugh at her question but didn’t, knowing she was nervous. That really boosted his ego. “Yes sweetheart it will. And it’ll feel so good too.” If her pussy could get more wet it did. He took his dick in his hand and stroked it a few times before lining it up with her entrance. “Slowly sit down.” He told her. She felt his dick at her entrance and she slowly took it in, gasping at the size. She sat inch by inch feeling him go deeper inside of her.

The pain was bearable as there was pleasure too. His hands grabbed ahold of her hips helping her sit on his cock. Once she was fully sat on him she let herself adjust to him. She leaned down and kissed him. He kissed back and they ended up making out. He let her adjust until he thrusted up into her, making her gasp into the kiss. His hips had a steady rhythm while she tried to keep her balance on him. Luckily, his hands haven’t moved from her hips. “Move your hips, darling.” He told her and she did and oh wow. With him pounding up into her and her meeting his thrust, it felt amazing. Hannibal wasn’t one to make a lot of noise during sex but her pussy felt too good not to groan and enjoy it. She sat up and started bouncing on him, making it hard for him to be quiet.

Her boobs were bouncing and her eyes were closed as she let the most pornographic moans leave her mouth. He watched the woman above him lose it. She was so into it that she gasped when he flipped them over. He started pounding into her and watched as her face mixed into pleasure. She cried his name like a prayer as he made the bed shake and creak. “Hannibal you feel so fucking good.” She whined. He felt her pussy clench around him and by her breathing he could tell that she was close. “Are you going to cum?” He asked her through heavy breaths. She nodded and squeaked out a yes. The look on her face was enough to push him over the edge. She felt herself let go and cum all over his cock, screaming his name like it was the only thing she knew.

He grunted as he pumped her full of his cum and watched as her hips rode out the high. He pulled out of her and collapsed next to her. Both of them, breathing hard and had heavy eyelids. “You were right. Older Men do it better.”She breathed out with a laugh. He chuckled “Hope this doesn’t mean you will actually go out and fuck anymore people.” She shook her head and turned to look at him. “Nope you did it for me.” She said. He looked at her and smiled. “Good. You’re mine now.” He said and kissed her. She didn’t mind that one bit.

Meeting and Dating Mark

(Not my gif)(Requested by anonymous)

- You and Mark met after you started working at Empire.

- Initially, he’d spotted you while you were in one of the music booths and immediately thought you were cute. Unbeknownst to him, you’d been filling out a resume while listening and would begin working alongside him in just a few days.

- You should have seen Marks face when you walked in and were introduced to everyone as a new employee. He was so excited. You caught him watching you a lot during the day, giving you a smile and that giggle of his anytime you caught him.

- If it we’re anyone else, you’d be freaked out, but even on your first day, you could tell that that was just how Mark was. He was dorky and you found that sort of cute.

- As you got to know everyone more and more, you found that you really started to like Mark, and while it was initially just platonically, your interest in him soon began to shift.

- So, upon realizing that you wanted to be more than friends with the boy, you started to try and test the waters. You started to flirt with him a little, subtly at first and then a little more obvious …and then what was probably blatantly obvious to everyone else in the store….

- Yeah …Mark didn’t pick up on it. A part of you wondered if he just didn’t like you like that and if he was trying to let you down easy, but another part of you could see that he was just as interested as you were; he was just too nervous to ask you out and didn’t understand you were practically inviting him to do so in every conversation you had with him. 

- The conversation, the conversation between him and Lucas in the break room …god you should have heard it. Mark had mentioned to the boy how he was really into you and was asking if he thought you liked him too. Lucas stared at him for a moment in bewilderment before giving him a polite smile and saying “You know Mark, …something tells me she is”. 

“Really,” He asks excitedly before nodding and giggling “Aww great!”

- Later that day, he paced behind you for a while, stepping closer before retreating before repeating the cycle. Finally, he was right behind you and you just so happened to turn, nearly bumping into him as he stood there. 

- You laughed a bit awkwardly and greeted him, he giggled and greeted you back. You could tell that he wanted to say something so you hung around, watching as he fiddled with his hands and fidgeted in his place, fumbling over his words. 

“So I was uhhh-well like aha, I wanted to know if you maybe wanted to do something later. ..You know …like a, like a date! Heh heh!” 

- Feeling like a higher power had finally hard your prayers, you smiled and quickly agreed. He asked “really” and you’d assured him that yes, you really wanted to. 

- He giggled, said “cool” and said he’d see you later before going to tell the guys. 

- The two of you didn’t really go into your first date knowing what you wanted to do but neither of you really minded. You just started walking down the street together, asking the other person if they had something in mind before settling on walking until you found something.  

- You ended up only walking around town, him occasionally riding his skateboard slowly beside you before he asked if you wanted to give it a try. You spent a good hour holding his hand as he tried his best to teach you the basics. 

- The two of you share your first kiss during your first date. He’d had his hands on your waist while he was teaching you something, his eyes focusing on your face while you were distractedly listening. When you turned to look at him, you locked eyes for a quick moment before he’d quickly pecked your lips, giggled, and continued teaching you. 

-All and all, you wouldn’t have had it any other way. 

- Constant Pda. Mark is obsessed with touching you and getting loved on so it’s only natural.

- Mark loves attention and affection. He will never turn it down, no matter what kind of mood he’s in.

- Please kiss his forehead. Expect him to giggle happily and wiggle in place after you do

- Giggling into kisses.

- Long, drawn out kisses.

- Enjoyably sloppy makeout sessions.

- Mark has definitely licked the entire side of your face at least once; and for no reason at all!

- Hugs from behind.

- Handholding.

- Cuddlinggggg. Cuddlingggg! He loves it so much. He’ll always find a way to snuggle into you, usually by spooning you; he likes being the big spoon.

- The minute you approach him/get his attention it’s like he’s seeing the greatest thing in the world. You’ll seriously never feel more loved than when you’re around him.

- Occasionally, he’ll pretend like he’s in some kind of old Hollywood movie and act all dramatic towards you. He likes the way you look at him so fondly and laugh whenever he does.

- He likes to act like he’s a hairdresser and mess with your hair just to make you whine at him.

- Tickling and poking. He thinks it’s both funny and cute when you jolt in place and smack his arm.

- You’re sort of desensitized when it comes to weird/bewildering stuff. Mark is a …strange boy, if anyone else were to kiss your foot or forget how to spell his own name, you’d think they were mental, but that’s …just Mark.

- Exaggerated manners. He’ll open doors and pull out chairs for you with a flourish.

- Randomly being handed little flowers or cute things that he finds.

- Eyebrow raises, finger guns, kissy faces.

- Moshing together.

- Letting him teach you music video dances.

- Singing along to songs with each other. He’ll usually sing at you until you join in with him.

- Your name is babe now. Get used to it.

- Sweet compliments. You should see the way he reacts when you call him cute.

- He’ll let you rant/word vomit to him and nod along to what you’re saying but bless his little heart, he really doesn’t understand a single thing you’re talking about.

- He’s not much help when you’re not happy, he doesn’t understand subtleties nor does he know how to comfort you so just ask him for a hug and let his affection do the healing.

- Even though he doesn’t have any advice for you or a way to really comfort you, he tries his best to make you feel better and stays by your side when you’re really going through something.

- Letting him tell you about his dreams and ambitions. You support him, even if you don’t quite think he’ll actually make it, or is even being serious.

- Unexpected visits. If he has a really sudden idea, he will come over uninvited and excitedly/impatiently ask if you can talk.

- Helping him expand on what he’s trying to do. He’s always asking your opinion on things and looking for your approval.

- Debates and playful arguments about music.

- Getting high together; if you’re into that sort of thing.

- Convenience store runs.

- Sharing food.

- Pizza dates.

- Movie dates. You’ll usually rent a film and hang out at one of your houses.

- Spending your lunch breaks together. You’ll usually sit outside the shop on that little platform with him.

- As spaced out and sort of stupid as he can be, he’s actually pretty good at thinking on his feet and helping you out when you have a problem. He likes when you kiss his cheek in gratitude and call him a genius.

- Mark doesn’t always notice that people are flirting with or interested in you so he doesn’t get jealous very often. When he does, he’s sort of that insecure type of jealous where he’s not so subtly asking if you like them or asking what you’re going to be doing with them. You can usually reassure him and make him feel better pretty quickly.

- Mark is sort of a coward at times, he’s probably hidden behind you at some points so he’s not the best person to protect you. He also just trusts that you can take care of yourself but if it really came down to it, he’d run over and try his best to be tough for you.

- He’s better suited for putting on bandaids and giving boo boo kisses than anything else.

- The two of you rarely ever fight. You might bicker and he’ll walk away with a huff but thats about it.

- Things are resolved fairly quickly. You’ll usually just forget you were even arguing about something or just choose to forget and move on since it wasn’t about anything serious.

- Lots of I love yous. He likes saying and hearing it. He’s surprised you even want to be his girlfriend so he feels the need to let you know that he does whenever he can.

- Mark really loves you so he’s hoping that you’ll want to stick with him, even though you’re like totally out of his league. Either way, he’s going to enjoy the time he has with you.

Meeting and Dating AJ

(My gif)(Requested by anonymous)

(The meeting scenario and confession is pretty much the same as the movie but don’t you want that for yourself anyway?)

- You met AJ when you got a job at the Empire. He thought you were pretty the minute he saw you but it took him a while to think about you in a romantic sense, and afterwards acknowledge that he was in love with you.

- The two of you; and the rest of the employees, became friends. He was always sweet and helping you whenever you needed it; and not to mention handsome, so it was only a matter of time before you started to have feelings for him. He had a crush on you for about a year before he decided that he just had to tell you.

- Since AJ is a nervous wreck about the entire thing, he tells just about everyone else before he tells you; though pretty much everyone already knows about his feelings for you.

- As much as you like your coworkers and the break room, you tend to take your break up on the roof which is where you stumble across AJ. He nervously asks what you’re “doing up here” as though he doesn’t know that you always go up there.

- And so, he finally brings himself to confess, rambling on about how it’s a good thing your there and that there’s something he’s been meaning to tell you.

- He recounts a few different memories: your two minute talks when you first got hired that were the highlight of his day, that time he spent an hour consoling you outside the bathroom door after your life felt like it was crashing down around you, that skirt of yours that he absolutely hates that you wore the day Gina got dumped.

- You sit in disbelief and shock for a few tense moments before you can finally get a grasp of your tongue to speak.

- All you can manage to say is “what” and he repeats himself, telling you that he’s “in love with you”. This time you just say “oh AJ” and pull him into your arms, overwhelmed with emotion as he wraps himself around you.

- He laughs shakily, his nerves bubbling in his throat and relief beginning to set in. He presses his cheek to your head for a long while before he hesitantly asks if he can kiss you and you laugh, sniffling happily and telling him that that’s all you want right now.

- He leans down and presses his lips to yours, purposefully slow, savoring the moment as warmth fills your body. When he pulls away, he can’t help but smile, pressing his forehead against yours as both your eyes close.

- You stand there for a minute before he speaks, asking if you can do him a favor. You ask him “what?” and he asks if you can tell him that you love him, a request you happily fill.

- AJ’s always touching and kissing you, he just can’t help it, he absolutely adores you.

- Handholding. He likes running his thumb along your knuckles whenever you do.

- Hugs from behind.

- His arm around your waist/shoulders constantly.

- Soft, loving kisses.

- Being dipped into kisses.

- Brushing his hair out of his face, usually before you kiss him.

- Pressing your foreheads together.

- Romantic makeouts.

- I’m sorry but it has to be said: AJ likes being dominated by girls. Push him around, grab his face, take charge and he’s about ready to get down on his knees and worship you. You’ll have him wrapped around your finger.

- Teasing each other. He likes being able to fluster and playfully annoy you.

- Catching him watching you with adoring looks. He just gives you a bit of a shy smile whenever you catch him.

- Locking eyes whenever something is happening. The two of you can practically full on communicate with different looks and facial expressions at this point.

- He loves pet/nick names? He likes them in general but he especially likes the fact that they’re pretty much only reserved for him and that they’re a sort of special thing between the two of you. He’s called you just about every pet name at some point.

- Tons of compliments. He’s always calling you beautiful, telling you when you’ve done great job, etc.

- Please tell him that he’s special and handsome and that he deserves the world. He needs to hear it and the look he gives you whenever you do is completely worth it.

- He’s practically got an entire sketchbook dedicated to his drawings of you. He’s just about got your face memorized, down to every beauty mark and crease.

- Photoshoots. He probably made a scrap book of your relationship with all the pictures he has of the two of you.

- He’s got specific memories about you and your relationship that even you’ve partially forgotten about, so when he brings them up, you always get that warm, fuzzy feeling inside, realizing just how much you mean to him.

- Promise rings.

- I’m convinced he’s gotten you a charm bracelet for your birthday and every once in a while he’ll surprise you with some kind of meaningful charm.

- Wearing his sweater.

- You’re allowed to paint his nails …just this once.

- Cooking/baking together.

- Beach dates.

- Carnivals and amusement parks.

- Painting pottery at one of those little shops.

- Art museum dates.

- Crashing at his place after spending long nights together.

- He’s got a drawer emptied out for you in his dresser and he always smiles when he’s reminded that it’s there/sees you pulling something out of it/putting something in it.

- On your period? Meet the best boyfriend you’ll ever have! He’ll run out and get you whatever you want, cuddle you for hours, whatever you need baby, he’s got it!

- AJ is a cuddling addict. He could spend hours with you wrapped up in his arms, listening to your quiet breathing with his eyes peacefully closed. It’s cathartic for him.

- Dancing together.

- Hanging out on the roof of the Empire.

- Chivalry: he’s always opening doors for you and helping you down steps, etc. He likes being the gentleman.

- He always wants to make sure you’re okay and take care of you, even if you really don’t need him to. He’s relentless when trying to figure out what’s wrong and is the worst at letting things like that go.

- It’s a good thing he’s good at comforting you because with all that buildup, you’d probably have to kill him if he couldn’t.

- That being said, even if you don’t tell him, he’ll eventually be able to piece things together and will usually go to hug you the next time he sees you or admit that he knows and ask if you want to talk about it. He’ll finally let it go if you really don’t want to.

- Since AJ has pined after you for so long, now that he has you, the thought of you with someone else tears him apart. So yeah, he has a habit of getting jealous though it’s usually when he has a legitimate reason to be. The thing is, he has a bad habit of trying to make you jealous when he’s jealous.

- AJ’s extremely protective of you; he’s probably fought someone in your honor before. He just can’t help but get angry knowing that they’ve hurt you; whether intentionally or not.

- The two of you don’t really fight all too often, though you do have arguments every now and again. He’ll usually stay pretty calm; usually trying to hide just how upset he is, but depending on the situation, he’ll either give you space when you ask or just not let it go until you talk to him about everything.

- He tries but always fails at the silent treatment while he can’t stand when you give it to him. He’ll always periodically come up to you and see if you’re ready to talk or try to apologize to you while you ignore him, though you usually can’t keep doing it when you hear him tell you he’s sorry.

- Tons of I love yous. He knows he does so why shouldn’t he say it?

- He plans his future around yours. He knows that you’re the one and is ready to spend the rest of his life with you. He’s practically already planning the wedding.

Meeting and Dating Berko

(Not my gif)(Requested by anonymous)

- You met Berko when you went to an alternative club with your friend. You were there for a while before your friend went to get a drink and you were left dancing to the band. 

- After some time, you realized that your friend; who’d promised they’d be right back, had been gone for longer than a few minutes which was strange considering the bar wasn’t even all that busy. When you went to check it out, you found that your friend wasn’t at the bar and so, you began your search. 

- Fast forward thirty minutes and you’re in a bad mood. Your friend keeps weaving in and out of view, somehow evading you every time you spot her and you’re just about ready to tear your hair out. That’s when you crash into someone …hard. 

- It may be a sort of bitchy thing to do, but you merely say a “shit sorry” before you spot your friend behind the stranger and fly past them without another word or glance. 

- But Berko isn’t deterred, especially since he can tell that you’re having some kind of problem. So, when he sees you again, leaning against a more quiet wall of the room and looking miserable, he approaches and asks if you’re alright. 

- He’d apparently caught you in a weak moment since you’d relented, sighing and kicking the ground before telling him that you can’t find your friend. He offers to help you and you look at him in reserved surprise before asking “really”. He chuckles and assures you before he grabs your hand, crouches down, and tells you to get on his shoulders. 

- You laugh incredulously, telling him that you’re not gonna get on his shoulders before he reminds you that you’ll be able to see above the entire crowd. You think about it, ask if he’s sure and when you get your reassurance, you do your best to shimmy your thighs around his head. 

- Soon enough, you’re able to find your friend and you climb off his shoulders to grab her. As you’re beginning to pull her up from her seat and drag her out of the club, he asks if he can have your number and you give him a smile, writing it down on his arm before you leave. 

- For your first date, the two of you sort of just spend the night wandering around town, hopping from place to place. You go to thrift stores, music shops, a dingy little Chinese food place. It wasn’t really an eventful night but it was a fun one, though you supposed that he was what made it fun. 

- The two of you share your first kiss a few days later. You were hanging out on the street sorta late at night just dicking around and talking. You’d stopped at a street light for a little bit, one he’d grabbed hold of and started swinging towards and away from you on.

- After some swinging, he’d leaned forward just a bit closer and stopped himself right when you were nose to nose. The two of you locked eyes for a long moment before he tilted his head and seized your lips in his own.

- The two of you broke apart slowly and looked at each other in silence for a minute before he took a step forward, cupped your face in his hands and kissed you with more fervor. Soon enough, you were backed against a fence, his lips moving against your own and your hands fisted in his vest.

- You kiss a lot after that and every time, he gets a little …sugar high.

- There isn’t a ton of Pda in your relationship, he prefers to keep it somewhat behind closed doors or when there’s not a lot of people paying attention. 

- He likes to keep his hands on you a lot, even if he isn’t particularly fond of Pda. He’ll usually hold your shoulders as he stands behind you or grip your thigh as you’re sitting next to each other.

- He leans against you a lot. If you’re standing in front of or beside him, expect him to have; at least, some part of his body resting on you. 

- Hugs from behind.

- Deep kisses. 

- Sloppy kisses.

- Making out.  

- He likes to sit/lay between your legs; its his favorite way to cuddle. 

- He typically just uses a shorter version of your name when he’s talking to you but occasionally he’ll call you sweetheart and pet names like that. 

- Sometimes he’ll call you his little groupie after you come to one of his shows, ruffling your hair and pulling you into a kiss. Occasionally, he’ll make some joke about you wanting to “make it with someone in the band” while bringing you onto his lap with a smile.

- He sorta likes when you’re all sarcastic and mean to him. He digs aggressive girls who aren’t afraid to act tough.

- Affectionate name calling and bullying.

- Buying him an actual shirt; in more of a teasing manner more than anything.

- If your look isn’t on the punk side already, he’s the boyfriend that gets turned on when you try it out. He’d think you looked cute if you tried the other side of the spectrum as well.

- Random debates/discussions.

- Wearing each other’s jewelry.

- Visits at work. 

- Loving looks. 

- Cheap dates. Your both sorta broke. 

- Tv dates. 

- Concerts.

- Bonfires.

- Going to junkyards and smashing stuff.

- Sneaking out to see him since your parents probably don’t approve of him.

- Getting songs written about you. 

- Going to his bands performances. 

- Letting him try to teach you guitar. 

- The two of you are really comfortable with each other, like you could use the bathroom while he’s in there brushing his teeth and it wouldn’t even phase him; and vice versa. 

- Hair mutilation in his tiny apartment bathroom.

- Crashing at his place every once in a while. He won’t tell you but he secretly likes waking up and finding you in bed next to him or seeing you stumble into the kitchen for coffee.

- Matching tattoos 

- He’s not the greatest boyfriend. He forgets about things and is focused on himself a lot of the time. Sometimes he’ll hurt you; emotionally, without even meaning to …so there’s your warning. 

- He does his best to comfort you, even when you try to push him away. He makes sure you don’t feel alone and that you know he’s going to stick by you, no matter how “messed up you are”. 

- He’s always trying to break you out of your comfort zone, especially if he knows that that’s what you really want deep inside you. 

- He’s not an extremely jealous person but certain things irk him. If he knows a guy is interested in you or tried something with you, he’ll successfully play it cool and make them nervous with how calm he’s behaving. 

“Right. Yeah man, sure.”

- Berko isn’t afraid to insult people straight to their face so if he notices someone giving you a hard time, he’ll speak up and scare them off for you. 

- The two of you have more than a few fights but you can usually resolve them pretty easily since they’re never really about anything serious. They’re usually his fault; since he’s the one who usually messes up, 

- He gives you space if you tell him to, though he’ll try his best to apologize to you and have the two of you make up as soon as possible. He hates when you’re giving him the silent treatment. 

- He has trouble telling you that he loves you, even though he knows that he does. He just cant bring himself to do it so he settles for trying to show you that he does. 

- Being delightfully screwed up with each other. 

SOMEBODY SEDATE ME

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The way in which I would let these hands choke and slap me no questions asked.

I want to suck on his fingers :(

I just know he knows exactly how to use those fucking fingers too

Grab me, shove me, pick me up with those things.

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Muffins - Paul Lahote, Embry Call x reader x Quil Ateara, Jared Cameron smut

A/n: Once again, fem!reader, still not confident in writing male, sorry. Anyways, 1/5 of my ideas are done so far🤭.

Warnings: Smut, barely any plot, consensual noncon (cnc), forest sex, rough sex, unprotected sex, double penetration, fivesome, creampie, choking, rough oral (m and f receiving), p in v, orgasm denial, multiple orgasms, Dom (m) and sub (f), mainly Paul calls the shots, the boys just follow, use of (Y/n), praise, degradation, let me know if I missed anything.

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The Grey Wolves - part 2 - Paul & Embry

The Empty House - part 3 - Quil & Jared

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Please note that I do not take requests. I simply take story suggestions. I have to like/be inspired by the idea to write it.

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Had to make a separate Lost Boys Masterlist cause I couldn't put any more links on my main Masterlist lol.

(Please note that I only write Female!Readers and Female!OCs..(afab))

❤️=Fluff

🌶️=Smut

💧=Angst

The Rut series

David

Dwayne

Marko

Paul

David

(Headcanons)

David used to be a gunslinger 💧

Modern!David song headcanon 💧

Song that makes Modern!David think of his past

(Stories)

Can you do mine too? (XReader)❤️

Dwayne

(Headcanons)

Dwayne with a short S/O ❤️🌶️

(Stories)

When you're unaware (xReader) ❤️

Christmas Surprise (xReader) ❤️

Don't blame me (xReader)💧❤️

Santa brought us snow! (xReaderxLaddie)❤️

Christmas Angel (xVampireReaderxLaddie)❤️

Santa is real! (xVampire!ReaderxLaddie) ❤️

Private time (xReader) ❤️🌶️

Best Christmas Ever! (XReaderXLaddie)❤️

Marko

(Headcanons)

Marko is Italian 🌶️

Calling Marko an Italian Stallion ❤️🌶️

Marko and his mate's son wanted to try drag ❤️

Marko has a sensitive (to touch) stomach ❤️🌶️

(Stories)

Biker Dad (xVampire!Reader) ❤️

Touch me (xReader) ❤️

Trust me (xReader) 🌶️

Ti amo (xReader)❤️

Take me away (xReader)💧❤️

Pop rocks (xReader)❤️

Knight in shining armor (xReader)🌶️

Paul

(Headcanons)

Paul is the group's hair stylist

(Stories)

One chip challenge (xReader) ❤️

All

(Headcanons)

Coming up behind you and sniffing your hair/neck

Earring headcanon #1 (What they look like)

Earring headcanon #2 (Origins)

Earring headcanon #3 (They give you their matching earring)

Order that they were turned, and a bit about their past lives.

"I'm so tired of men and their slutty little waists"

The boys trying to move their mate into their sleeping area

You gain characteristics of whoever sired you.

(Stories)

Incorrect Quotes

#1

#2

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Ok now because of @two-red-lungs 's headcanon about Marko being Italian (which I am now clinging to like it's a lifeline lol). All I can think about is

Marko getting so lost in pleasure while he's with his mate that he just completely forgets English and starts speaking Italian. If you don't understand it, be ready to just bask in the beauty that is him speaking it, head thrown back in pleasure while he completely loses his shit, you get a gist of what he's saying due to the tone, fluctuations in his voice, and overall breathlessness.

If you do speak it, it is some of the dirtiest, yet sweet and romantic shit falling from this boy's tongue. You're not quite sure how he could mix both how much he loves you, how good you feel taking him, and how he wanted to completely ruin you for anyone else, so you would never even think of straying (pfff as if you would). But he does, and it sounds like music to your ears.

When it's all said and done it still takes him a bit to learn English again. He's cuddling with you, basking in the afterglow and muttering soft little confessions of love against your skin.

Give the boy a bit, let him ride out the serotonin, he'll eventually start speaking so you can understand him again (if you hadn't been able to this whole time).

I request a poly!terrortwins x reader smut fic based off this gif. reader walks in the room during this moment and is first upset that Nikki shaved Tommy’s head, then you can’t help but find Tommy’s new Mohawk hot and you can’t resist him any longer. I’m sorry if this is confusing. You can use your imagination to how you want to write the smut bc idk how to go about it.

Haircut || Nikki Sixx + Tommy Lee

[Nikki Sixx x AFAB!Reader x Tommy Lee]

Summary: you can’t help but find yours and your boyfriend’s best friend hot

Warnings: SMUT, voyeurism,

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You had no clue how you ended up in this situation but it all started when you opened up that door.

You walked into the room surprised to find Nikki, your boyfriend, holding a razor and Tommy brushing back his new haircut. “What the hell happened?!” You shriek staring at Tommy’s luscious locks on the floor.

“Nikki gave me a new a haircut!” Tommy answered proudly.

“Don’t you think it suits him, babe?” Nikki smirks devilishly, walking towards you and swinging an arm round your shoulders.

You loved Tommy’s fluffy hair, and always had, so you were disappointed he got rid of it. However, you couldn’t help but feel attracted to the man in front if you. Nikki saw the flicker in your eyes. “It’s nice and all but what if you grow to hate it,” you shrug as you depart from Nikki’s side to stroke your hand through his hair. You only realised how close you made yourself to Tommy when you felt his hot breath hit your neck.

You face went visibly pink as you stepped back. Tommy’s grin, that matched Nikki’s, told you he knew exactly what you were feeling. “I think she likes it,” Tommy winks.

“So do I,” Nikki approached me from behind and wrapped an arm around a waist, “do you think he looks pretty, babe?”

“Very,” you murmur shyly looking down at you feet, face heated up. Nikki’s growling bulge was pressed up against you.

Tommy raised his hand to caress your cheek as he stepped forward. Nikki chuckled.

One minute you were sandwiched between your boyfriend and his best friend, the next your head was lolling onto Nikki’s shoulder, mouth agape as you babbled unintelligible words and shook your head, overwhelmed with intense pleasure.

Your core was burning and sore, you could feel your thighs bruising as Tommy fucked you roughly, intensely. he rutted against you, eyes foggy and filled with lust, hungrily taking in your fucked out expression. he was dripping in sweat from the exertion, his tattoos decorated his skin that glistened brilliantly.

You locked eyes with him, whimpering until your head was thrown back. The bassist tugged viciously at your hair, propping you up for his best friend to abuse for his pleasure.

“You wanted Tommy to fuck you, didn’t you. He’s just so pretty with his new haircut, isn’t he?” you could almost taste the jealousy riddled in his venomous voice. You couldn’t move your head if you wanted to, too weak to fight against his unrelenting hold.

“S’okay, darling,” The drummer’s deep voice whispered, “tell him how much you wanted me.”

You shook your head as much as you could in Nikki’s hold, panting. “no? I thought I was so,” he paused and growled deeply, sending a vibration through your entire body, “so pretty.”

You shook your head again and a harsh slap sent your head snapping to the side. You felt the scorching outline of Nikki’s big hand on your cheek. “he’s not pretty anymore? you don’t like how he’s fucking you like a desperate mutt?”

Tommy bit your neck harshly and you whined lewdly, feeling his teeth break your delicate flesh. His hips sped up and you dropped your hands from his back, scratching down the smooth skin.

Nikki scooted closer, squishing you between the two men. Your back was flush to his and your own bare chest was pressed to Tommy’s. Nikki forced his slender fingers between your heaving bodies, tickling your clit. The two of you reacted instantaneously. You quivered and squirmed while Tommy dug his nails into your flesh, hips stuttering.

“you’re so pathetic, babe. so filthy and dirty, fucking my best friend like a stupid little slut.”

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Pony boy x reader

Warnings

!It's a short read!

Friends to lovers

Fluff

No smut!

Reader pov

I don't know what's going on with Pony recently, but he's just been ignoring me, so today I'm going to ask him what's going on.

~~~~~timeskip~~~~~~~

Ponyboys pov

Today's the day I'm going to ask reader to be my S/O. we've been friends for so long maybe I shouldn't do this.

Nones pov

Reader is basically sprinting(🏃‍♀️💨) to ponyboys house to know why he's been so distant lately. Mewhile pony is trying to practice asking reader out but...

Reader pov

I finally make it ponys house I walk in and a hear pony from his room so I walk up to the door and listen in.

Ponyboys pov

I'm going to practice in the mirror to ask reader "hey reader, I was wondering if you would want to be my S/O?" Just then, I hear my door open. "YES pony, i will be your S/O." I hear the reader yell from the door "really!?" I shout "yes!" Reader says,"I've been wanting to ask you for sometime now, pony, but I'm glad you did"

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Ponyboy x reader

ponyboy: "is somebody gonna match my freak?" the gang: *silent* johnny: "your name is ponyboy... nobody's gonna match your freak."

Johnny Cade

~~~~~~~~~~~Brothers Bestfriend~~~~~~~~~~~~

(warnings: smut, Fem!reader, no uses of y/n, pet names (princess, pretty boy, good girl, good boy, mommy,ma'am,) light jerk off, oral male receiving, almost caught)

Your ponyboys littler sister by 9 months.

Johnny was never fond of you. You used to fuck around and find out with him, always making him upset on purpose.. but all you wanted was his attention

“Can you not? You’re being annoying..”

you wanted to keep going with him, so you started riling him up.. poking at him, talking and whispering in his ear, doing the most..

“Damn it, What in the fuck do you want from me!?”

you were feeling silly and decided to say some random shit like “hmm.. maybe a kiss~” maybe you were joking.. maybe you weren’t.. but Johnny sure wasn’t joking..

“Is one kiss all it’s gonna fucking take to shut you up!? Cuz I will kiss you right here right now if you leave me the hell alone!"

you were completely flustered.. you were.. joking..? Right..?

You roll you eyes walking closer to Johnny "yeah yeah, like you would kiss your best friends little sister"

“Yeah? You think I wouldn’t..?”

Johnny wasn’t joking.. he stared directly into your eyes, a smirk on his face.

you finally got close enough to his face to lean in "yeah i dont think you have the balls" you said with a smirk.

Johnny tilted his head, his face merely inches away from yours

“Really? You don’t think I’ve got.. the balls, huh..?”

before you could answer, the smirk on his face grew wider.. he grabbed your hips, pulled you to him, and captured your lips in a rough kiss, not even giving you time to respond

you melting into the kiss before you kissed him back, he brushed his tongue over her lower lip before forcing it into your mouth your tongues fighting for dominance.

Johnny pushed you back against a wall, pinning you to it as he continued to kiss you.. the kiss was rough.. it was heated..

he broke the kiss to speak, pulling away just millimeters from your face so your lips were still just barely touching

“Not so tough now, are you princess..?”

you pant before saying,

"room now."

Johnny’s smirk grew wider and he picked you up, wrapping an arm around you as he walked towards your room

“Mmm.. yes ma’am~”

Once you reached your room, Johnny kicked the door shut and pushed you up against it, kissing you again as his hands snaked under your shirt

you kiss him back and your hands fell down to his clothed dick you rubbed it through his jeans teasing him.

Johnny broke the kiss and let out a low groan, his breath hitching in his chest as your hands roamed over him

“Mmm.. if you keep that up, princess.. I won’t be able to control myself~”

you kiss him again.

Johnny smirked at your response and captured your lips in a rough kiss.. as he kissed you, he pushed you further against the door, his hands roaming all over your body as he started to kiss down your neck

you unbutton his pants swiftly and now rubbed his through his boxers there was a wet spot, Fuck... he was already leaking precum.

Johnny couldn't stop the gasp that escaped him when he felt your hands in his pants, his breath coming out in ragged gasps as he continued to kiss and bite at your neck

he let out a breathless moan, moving his hips against your hand in response

"Princess.. I swear to god if you don't stop.. I'm gonna... mmm.."

you look up at him as you slowly lower yourself to your knees Infront of him, god did he look go from every angle.

at the sight of you knelt down in front of him, Johnny let out a deep breath and looked down at you.. his eyes darkened with desire as he watched you

"Mmm.. what are you doing princess..?"

"now your gonna guide me and your not going to stop until your satisfied and cum all in my mouth pretty boy, even if I start crying" you smirked lowering his pants

Johnny's breath caught in his chest at your words, his eyes darkening even more as you started to lower his pants, leaving him in just his boxers

he reached down and grabbed your chin, using his thumb to gently press your lip down as he spoke

"Mmm.. you sure about that, princess? There's no going back once we start.."

you look up at him through those doe eyes of yours. "ah ah ah, there's a catch Johnny cake.."

Johnny arched an eyebrow and looked down at you.. he had an idea of what the catch was, but he wanted to hear you say it

"A catch, huh? And what's that, princess..?"

"your gonna be a good boy and not cum until I say you can"

Johnny bit his lip.. he was a Dom at heart.. but he was also extremely turned on at being told otherwise..

he nodded his head slowly, giving you a slight smirk

"Yeah.. I can be good for you princess.. I just have one request.."

"hm?" you ask bating your eyelashes.

Johnny's smirk grew wider as he spoke, leaning down to be closer to your face

"I want to hear you say that you're my good girl.. and that you belong to me princess.. can you do that for me? Can you be my good girl..?"

you drop your smirk putting a more innocent look on.

"Yeah?~ you want me to say im gonna be a good girl and let you use my mouth~"

Johnny hummed.. his breath catching in his chest as he looked down at you.. the thought of having your mouth.. it was making him lose his mind

"That's exactly what I want.. I want to hear you say it princess.. I want you to be my good girl.. and let me use that pretty mouth of yours~"

you bite the side of your lip "and your gonna be a good boy and listen to mommy right?~"

Johnny's eyes darkened at your words and he bit his lip, a low groan escaping him as he nodded his head

"I'll be a good boy princess.. I'll listen to mommy like a good boy~"

you slowly slip down his boxers, as his cock sprung loose it hit the tip of your nose, a line of precum dripping from the tip of his member. you use your thumb tip to rub it over the slit.

Johnny let out a moan as you slipped his boxers down, his hand automatically moving to the back of your head. he lightly slapped his tip on your tongue before sliding his dick into your mouth.

He couldn't help but tangle his fingers in your hair when you started to move, his breath coming out in short gasps as he looked down at you

"Mmm.. princess.. fuuuck.. you feel so good princess.. you look so pretty like this.."

he gasped softly, running his fingers through your hair as he watched you.

"I don't know how long I'll last princess.. you're doing so good.. mmm.."

Johnny couldn't keep the words from coming out of his mouth.. he tangled his fingers in your hair more, gripping it in his fingers as he struggled to keep control

your friend awhile back told you a part trick on sucking a guy of you figured you'll try it, hummed and swirled your tongue sending vibrations and stimulation to his hard cock, you could feel your tongue slide over his veins.

Johnny let out a low moan at the sensation of your tongue and the vibrations.. he gripped your hair a little tighter in his fingers, trying to keep himself from pushing your head further down onto him

"Mmmm.. fuuuuck princess.. you're gonna make me lose it.. mmm..~"

you look at him seeing his desperation to take himself deeper in your warm, slick, velvety mouth. you give him a light nod to tell him it was okay to do so.

Johnny couldn't stop the grin that spread across his face as you nodded at him, letting him know it was okay to move your head

"You're so good for me princess.. you know that?.. mmm.. you look damn good like this, on your knees in front of me.. mmm.."

he didn't waste any time before gripping your hair again and moving your head how he wanted

Johnny's breath caught in his chest as he watched you move your head as he wanted.

"Mmm.. you're being such a good girl princess.. your mouth feels so good around me, I don't know how muchlonger I can last.. mmm.. fuuuck.."

he groaned softly, his grip on your hair getting even tighter as he bucked his hips forward slightly, pushing himself further into your mouth

"Mmm.. princess.. I want you to look up at me, princess.. I want you to look at me.."

you look up at him through watery eyes a single mascara infused tear fell down your cheek.

Johnny let out a low moan at the sight of you looking up at him, your eyes full of tears

"Mmm.. princess.. you look so damn good for me.. such a good girl, taking me in your mouth.. mmm.. you look so pretty. I want to mess you up princess.. I want to ruin you.."

his voice was gruff as he spoke to you, his words coming out in a desperate tone

he continued to move your head as he wanted, keeping eye contact with you as he held your hair tightly in his fingers

"Mmm.. princess.. I'm getting close.. mmm.. you're going to be a good girl and swallow it, okay princess?.. I want you to be a good girl and swallow for me.."

you look up at him shaking your head, fuck.. he just remembered the catch of your little 'deal'

Johnny groaned loudly as you shook your head, reminding him of your earlier catch

"M-Mmm.. princess.. princess please.. I'm so close.. I can't hold on much longer.."

he looked down at you, the look of desperation in his eyes as he pleaded with you

"Please.. please princess.. I can't.. I need to.. I need you to let me.. please.. princess.. please.."

you shake your head again it felt good to see such a usually tough guy whimpering and begging you to let him finish in your pretty little mouth.

Johnny groaned loudly again, tightening his grip on your hair slightly

"Princess please.. please.. I'm begging you.. please let me.. please princess. I promise I'll be a good boy.. please.. please.. I'll be your good boy.. please.."

he was practically pleading with you now, his voice strained as he tried to hold back from losing it

your pupils practically dilate at the sound of him calling himself a good boy.

Johnny saw the look in your eyes when he called himself a good boy, he knew he had you.

"I'll be a good boy.. I'll be your good boy princess.. please.. please let me.. I'll be the best boy I can be.. I'll be so good for you.. please princess.."

his voice was still strained, but even more pleading now, his eyes practically begging you to let him

you nod and start sucking harder and swirl your tongue trying to do anything in your power to pleasure him.

Johnny let out a gasp at the feeling of you swirling harder, his eyes rolling back in his head

"Mmm... Princess.. oh fuuuuck.."

he gripped your hair tightly pushing your head down as he lost what little restraint he had you feel his cock twitch in your mouth as he filled up your mouth with his hot sticky cum a bit dripped on your chin.

you swallow all his cum before taking his dick out your mouth panting.

Johnny's breath caught in his chest as you swallowed everything, a low moan escaping him as you took him out of your mouth

"Fuuuck princess.. you're.. oh fuuuck.. you're going to be the death of me.. you're so damn good.. I can't get enough of you princess.. mmm.. you're just full of surprises.."

he let go of your hair and slumped against the door, his legs feeling weak as he struggled to catch his breath.

your eye shot open at the sound of the front door opening you look at johnny he was already pulling up his boxers and pants.

"just say I fell asleep on the couch and you carried me in here okay?" you whisper softly before getting covered up wiping your chin.

johnny composed himself as the door flung open and there was pony boy "johnny the hell are you in here with my sister for" pony said looking johnny up and down.

"she fell asleep on the couch, carried her in here and covered her up"

johnny said smiling softly, missing his best friends little sisters mouth on him.

"oh, okay well come on dally wants to take us to a drive in" pony said pulling johnny out of your room closing the door....

there will be no part two srry!!!!

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@thatblog22

PONYBOY

~~~~~~~~I only have eyes, for you!~~~~~~~~

(warnings: none yet ;) no use of y/n, just fluff maybe kisses.)

Pony Boy was literally head over heels for you.. he kissed the ground you walked on, but you.. you weren’t into that type of stuff.. you tried to act as tough as possible.. as much as you loved the way he treated you.. you hated showing it..

you were on the couch, smoking a cigarette before pony walked inside, jumping on you and cuddled you

"Hi baby!!" you couldn’t help but blush.. dammit.. why were you acting like this.. you did like showing you loved him.. why are you showing that you like this.. you cleared your throat and tried to act tough still

"What the hell are you doing..? Stop it..-"

he didn’t stop though, he kept snuggling against you.. it was killing you.. sure you loved him you to were dating, just you were never very affectionate.

"P-pony get off-" you said blushing.

"Nu-uh!"

he refused, keeping himself on top of you

I haven’t seen you all day!

he whined like a child, still cuddling against you…

you gently comb your hands through his hair making his greased back hair messed up he didn't seem to care.

his head was against your chest and your hand in his hair sent butterflies up his back, you could feel him shiver slightly, when he looked up at you he had the puppy dog eyes

"Pleaseee.. can we stay like this for awhile.."

He pleaded, he just wanted to be close to you..

"fine." you spoke your face was so hot (as in heat) ur face was a deep pink or a light red.

he smiled and snuggled against your chest more, he loved being this close to you.. he took in your scent, the scent of cigarettes and roses.. he knew you didn’t smoke too much.. you didn’t want to smell like a walking ash tray.. he took this in while he wrapped his arms around your waist

"You know you like this.."

you close your eyes and continue to brush your fingers through his hair... "shhhh."

he chuckled and stayed quiet.. he nuzzled your chest a bit, still having his arms around your waist.. he was so close to you.. the way you were playing with his hair made him shiver.. it felt so nice.. he closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling

he slowly started feeling tired, the feeling of your hand in his hair soothed him and made him sleepy.. he yawns a little bit but doesn’t say anything.. he just listens to you breath..

he soon started to slowly doze off, having his head right on your chest.. he was asleep, having his arms still wrapped around your waist.

you both end up falling asleep peacefully...

he was out like a light and slept comfortably on your chest, snoring softly as he was completely knocked out

After a couple hours he started to wake up, slowly opening his eyes and seeing he was still on you, he smiled and sat up a bit, checking the time.. he looked down at you.. you were still asleep.. he found himself admiring you, you looked so cute when you slept.

by this time you had shuffled in your sleep now you was the one cuddling against his chest.

his smile grew as he saw you cuddling against him, he could still see a slight red tint on your cheeks, and he could feel your breath on him.. it felt so nice to have you being this cuddly..

he caressed your hair with one hand, rubbing your back with the other, he really didn’t want to wake you up..

he slowly laid back down, making sure to keep his grip on you, wanting to hold on to you tightly.. he rested the side of his head against yours and closed his eyes again, he took in your scent again, he could just stay like this forever…

he watched your back rise and fall, it was sort of relaxing, to see you so calm and relaxed.. to see that you’re enjoying this as much as he was..he continued to watch you and caress your hair, not wanting to wake you since he knew you needed the sleep..

he held you close to him, holding the back of your head against his chest, he moved one hand down your back, caressing up and down your back, he was loving this.. just laying on the couch, the love of his life, fast asleep on his chest..

you yawned and looked at him with you glossed over sleepy eyes

he looked back at you, seeing that you were starting to wake up, he smiled down at you, still having his hands on you..

"Hey sleepyhead" he spoke gently, in a soft and quiet voice

you kiss him, he froze for a second, surprised by the kiss.. he felt his face start to go red, he could feel his heart beating faster.. he slowly relaxed against the kiss, and kissed you back.

he closed his eyes, enjoying the kiss, the feeling of your lips against his.. he felt himself fall more in love with you, if it was even possible at this point.. he wrapped his arms tighter around you, wanting to hold you as close to him as he could...

pt, 2 most likley up rn.

Real

Dating Miguel Diaz ♡

Read this my bestie boo made this

OLD FRIENDS.

Warnings!!: Drinking, smoking, kissing, fem!reader.

Comments: this is baced off the chat in one of their streams when someone said they got their back blown out in fresh love

You and Chris had been friends for ages practically since birth,yeah you know you’ve thought of him as a brother but you know you’ve always had something for him even if you didn’t want to admit it.

After Chris alongside, his brothers Nick and Matt became famous on YouTube you guys parted ways a bit and never really speak anymore. Until you got invited to your really popular friend Lola’s, New Year’s party you couldn’t say no so you agreed to go. The party started at 9 and it was 8 so you got ready you didn’t expect to see any old friends.

So you did your makeup very sultry and put on a skimpy black mini skirt with a black croppped tank top. You had ‘stole’ a sweatshirt from one of your friends it had FRESH LOVE, plastered on the front of it you knew it sounded familiar but shrugged it off. You put on your black mini healed boots and zipped them up before Lola texted.

Lola: you on your way yet?

You: just finished getting ready be there in ten

Lola: Alr see you

You got up and walked out your door heading to Lola’s house which was only like a block away, she had a fairly big White House you knock on the door as she pulls you in looking around you see a bunch of people, guess the party started early…

Lola looked at you before speaking, “you ready to get absolutely hammered!” You weren’t much of a drinker,alcohol always made you do things you always regretted but you figured since you didn’t know anyone “sure fuck it” you replied.

Lola leaded you over to the kitchen where all the drinks were, you took off your FRESH LOVE sweatshirt and tied it around your waist the logo around your ass perfectly. Lola poured you and herself four shot of Hennessy,two for each, “ready?” Lola asked you nod in response. You both threw your shots back. It stung your throat on the way down you weren’t the best drinker but not the worst either.

You both threw back the other one and sighed before looking at each others scrunched faces and laughed. “Okay a few more-“ you say as you slowly feel the slightest effect of the shots you took. You both continue to drink before you had about 7 shots.

After a bit you guys both danced around the party without a care the music flowing through the house. you guys stumbled into the kitchen for some more shots and then danced again before Lola needed to throw up, you helped her into the bathroom and held her hair as she leaned over the toilet bowl throwing up.

Once she finished you helped her up and cleaned off and fixed her makeup. before helping to to the kitchen getting a cup of water for her to drink shs let out a small but appreciative “thank you” before drinking it. we sat down at the table for about 15 minutes, before she got up.

Lola turned to you “thank you I think I’m gonna go out back for bit okay? I’ll find you when I’m back.” You smiled and nodded in response before she disappeared into the crowd. You pull a joint out of your bra lighting it and started smoking it, you definitely preferred smoking over drinking in the long run.

You decided to go to the living room you stumbled up and got a bit lost before slowly finding your way through the crowds of people. As you walked into view into the living room you put out your joint putting it back in your bra.” As you bumped into someone you quickly mumbled a “I’m so sorry-!” Before you looked up seeing a familiar face.

Your eyes widen before you could speak he started “Valarie?” Chris asked. Fuck. You were drunk and now high you were in no shape to talk to your ex best friend “h-hey Chris-“ you manage to get through your drunken lips. “Long time no see” he said looking you up and down checking you out, he had never been subtle you knew that much. “Yeah.” You replied “your wearing my brand you know that right?”.

Your face showed a look of confusion before you looked at the sweatshirt. Fuck. You knew it sounded familiar “yeah it’s my friends-“ Chris cut you off quickly “looks good on you.” He said before taking a swig of his beer. “thanks-“ you mumbled in response you can’t help but feel your face heat up. You haven’t seen him in years and plus he left you when he got famous you knew you shouldn’t feel this way.

You looked up at his sapphire blue eyes through your own drunken ones, he looked back down at you before he got that usual smile he gets when he has a bad idea Somthing you remembered from your childhood. “Sorry I couldn’t hear that, ma.” He said getting a bit closer. “I said thank you.” You replied looking away feeling your face heat up more you could just blame it on the Hennessy but you felt something in between your legs heat up.

He didn’t break eye contact as he grabbed your chin pulling you face to look at him “why you lookin away, hm?” He said, you looked up “sorry-“ he cut you off “no I asked why. not to apologize, oh ma don’t say I got you all flustered after all theres years, OLD FRIEND.”

You couldn’t speak how did he still have this power over you even after all these years. His gaze lingered over your lips longer then necessary, “what if I do something would you stop me huh? Answer me baby speak to me when I’m talking to you.”. You gave up quicker then you’d like to admit the alcohol probably helped as well “n-no I would stop you.”

He pulled you closer mashing your lips together into a slow, messy, passionate kiss he carefully picked you up. You wrap your legs around his waist you could feel the growing need between your legs being this close to him was heavenly. He took you upstairs into one of the empty rooms and locked the door he broke the kiss laying you down on the bed kissing doen your neck and jawline.

Part two of OLDFRIENDS soon!

(First fanfic let me know how to improve please!🙏)

𝐵𝒶𝓃𝒹𝒶𝒾𝒹𝓈!

Darrel Curtis x Keith Mathews x Bimbo!Reader

cw -> threesome, blood⚠️, double penetration, pet names instead of Y/N, anal play, ass slapping, blowjob, some degradation, cursing?

Word Count -> 2.1K

This idea is FILTHY! Love it tho

The crimson-stained cotton balls and heavily coloured wash cloth sat rather depressingly on Darry’s bedside table, sitting only to be proof of the fact that your beloved was injured and in need of serious care. With a bloodied cheekbone and a bruised jaw, how could you not care for your darling?

Soft dabs of a new cotton ball with a little hydrogen peroxide on it was applied to the injury, cleaning off the red liquid with care as your expression was nothing but worried. You felt horrible for him! Those damned Socs..

“I said careful, you’re not makin’ it better, sweetie.” Darry hissed in slight pain from your pressured dabbing.

This had you pause your concerned movements, and instantly you began tending to his injuries more gently. Having manicured nails didn’t exactly help, but you did your best and Darry could see the effort you were putting in. You were so tender, so careful as you tried to help him instead of the opposite.

You had to go find bandaids, your ditzy mind hollered out to you. And with vigor, you found yourself scampering to the restroom where they kept all the first aid types of things. Consequently due to your running and carelessness, you had bumped into Two-Bit who had a soft grin on his face. Of course he would, he just got a free feel of your breasts.

“Whatcha lookin’ for, little lady?” He asked sweetly, following you to the restroom as you bent over to find the first aid kit under the sink. Poor Two-Bit had to look away for the sake of his blood rushing somewhere else.

“Bandaids! Darry got hurt earlier today, and not just from roofing!” You ululated, hurrying back with Two-Bit now following you back to spot the injured Darrel on his mattress.

While Two-Bit never quite worried about the tough muscle of a man, he could suddenly see that poor Darry had to put up with more than he realized. You, on the other hand, were just focused on being his little nurse, tending to his wounds and smiling all through it. Shoot, Darry couldn’t help but smile seeing you all optimistic about the situation.

Two-Bit had sat behind you, watching you assist Darry in putting on bandaids and some light wound cream before ‘kissing it better’, as you had dubbed the action. Darry had his hands on your waist, holding your curves so gently as you found yourself nestling against his chest out of worry.

Two-Bit’s smile was normally teasing or overly happy, but now it had melted into an expression of genuine serenity and affection. Look at his two lovelies, all cuddled up together despite Darry’s obvious sweat layer. It seemed like you didn’t quite care, and in all honesty, it was nice to see your affections laid out so truthfully and lovingly.

Two-Bit had to ruin the moment though, and ended up giving your rear a hard slap, not hard enough to hurt though. Just sting a bit. This had a yelp escaping you, and a giggle shortly after while Darry’s hand came to cover the area Two-Bit hit.

“Damn, little lady, you got a lovely pair o’ cheeks here. All perfect and round, barely hiding away in that small skirt of yours. Is this on purpose, baby?” Two-Bit asked with a slight hint of suggestive intent in his tone, his body pressing against yours which added weight to Darry.

With a blushing expression when Two-Bit lifted up your skirt, you tried to wiggle away out of embarrassment, yet only to be betrayed by Darry as his hands kept you where you were. Two-Bit had given you a look that had asked for permission to strip you down, and you with your ditzy little mind couldn’t really decode it, so you nodded.

This action made you help afterward as your panties and shirt were removed simultaneously by both men. You had to bite back a groan of discomfort when your breasts were now pressed a little too hard against Darry’s torso, but everything got more comfortable when your positions were switched entirely. Your ass was now high up and your face was in between Darry’s crotch. Poor you, he thought, but it didn’t last long when Two-Bit had begun to prod at your asshole with his middle finger for some prep.

“Go on, little lady, I’m sure Superman needs some prep too. Mind helpin’ him out?” Two-Bit smirked in a non-malicious manner, holding your asscheek with one hand to keep them spread while his fingers worked tirelessly to get your pretty hole open.

You hazily complied, manicured nails desperately fiddling with the fabric of Darry’s jeans as you worked your hands to unzip and unbutton the damned clothing. Hands gently pulling down the fabric of his boxers while his cock sprung free made a soft sigh of excitement leave you, your hands fisting his cock so gently as you found yourself submitting to the both of them.

Your puckered lips had found their way to his tip, kitten licking the soft skin as you made yourself accommodate to whatever they pleased. It was lazy, and both men could tell by how desperate your hips were jutting into Two-Bit’s hand and how hard you were sucking on Darry’s cock, but was it worth it for the pleasure and praise? Fuck yeah.

Darry’s large and bandaged hands were grasping diligently at your hair, pulling you down so you could suck in more of his length. Poor you, helpless and forced to succumb to their whims. You enjoyed it though, being their little sex dolly.

Two-Bit’s finger was removed from your asshole, the lovely puckered entrance a bit red from the consensual abuse it endured. But it was happily flexing in hopes it’d take in Two-Bit’s waiting cock, but for now, he watched as Darry had his fun with you. He couldn’t lie, it was a bit hot watching Darry furrow his brows and choke back little sobs of pleasure.

“Ohh, sweetheart, yes! Jus’ a little deeper, yeah? C’mon, c’mon baby..” Darry pushed the words out, his body spasming from just how weepy his cock was for you. Your breasts were in his line of sight, and the little sounds you made had him climbing up the walls of straight ecstasy. How could he not be close?

However, Two-Bit with that sneaky expression of his said something more than anyone could possibly decode, and he pulled you away from Darry right as the poor man got right up to the edge of the pleasure he wanted to find. It pained Darry to see your body being pulled away from him, only to be pushed back onto his body to lay him flat on his own mattress.

“Alright, little lady, you ready for us?” Two-Bit asked teasingly, his cock’s head playing around with the puckered hole of your rear.

Meanwhile Darry was stunned to oblivion with your breasts squishing his face, and for a second or two, he didn’t quite know how to react. Until you gave one of the softest moans to jolt him out of his trance, his hand moving to grab the base of his cock as he awaited further instruction. Now, Darry was a man of discipline and order, but good God, he found it so hard to do so with you just pinning him down unintentionally.

With a pitter patter of your hands adjusting, Two-Bit looked down at Darry and gave a small nod with a smirk attached to it. Oh god, did they have something mutually planned? You feared for the sake of your pussy and your ass that it wouldn’t be too bad, but no, you knew them both well enough.

“Be gentle please..” You whimpered uncontrollably as they began trying to push their hardened lengths into you simultaneously; it wasn’t very pleasant.

Two-Bit responded with a chuckle, his hips bucking to send his cock right into your puckered little asshole, causing a little yelp to rip from your throat as Darry tried to situate himself inside you as well. With a bit of fiddling, he finally managed to get his own urethra in between your labia, the tantalizing flesh becoming all too tempting before his hips pushed up to meet yours.

With a broken cry of his name, everything had begun. Harsh thrusts from Two-Bit had made your breasts begin bouncing in sync with the momentum set by him, the sight causing Darry to whimper in admiration. Why did you have to be so damn sexy? It was like you were just made to take care of them.

You were helplessly moaning and writhing in their motions, eyes rolled to the back of your head as soft strings of drool were daring to pour out of your mouth and onto Darry’s face. But you couldn’t let that happen! Not when they were making you fly to cloud nine with them. You looked absolutely blissed out, fucked dumb by two cocks hitting every spot that had you gushing endlessly for them.

Poor Darry, he could feel Two-Bit’s cock in your ass from your inner walls, the pressure causing your pussy to be tighter than he’s ever felt it. He was in heaven for all he cared.

“Oh yeah little lady, you feelin’ it? Listen to Darry moanin’ like a little bitch in heat, yeah? Can you believe that’s your doin’? Oh baby, yeah, moan louder!” Two-Bit chided, a hand slapping the fat of your ass to elicit a moan deep from your throat.

Darry was almost disgusted by how filthy Two-Bit’s mouth could be, but he was too focused on trying to chase that orgasmic pleasure bubbling in the base of his cock. The lower part of his abdomen was tightening as he climbed that staircase to heaven on Earth, and he swore that there were flashing lights and a pit of dizziness threatening to swallow every nerve in his body.

You, on the other hand, were loving every damned second of the moment. Engulfed in such pleasure and with a mind the size of a pea, how could you not? Your brain was helplessly chanting, “More! More! More!”, while your mouth was focused on vociferating all the pleasure through sounds such as moans and whimpers and gasps.

Your own orgasm began to brew in your lower stomach, the feeling becoming all too strong like a spring continuing to be pushed downward and downward. Inevitably, like any other thing, there was only a certain amount of time one could hold on for until it eventually became too hard to hold onto.

“Ohh, close! So close, so close, please! I’m so close, oh God!” You mewled, tears freely streaming down your cheeks as pleasure began to burn every little nerve and vein of your body. This moment was great for masturbation later on.

“Yeah, little lady, tha’s it. Y’gonna cum for us like the good little slut you are, yeah? Be a good girl, let it out.” Two-Bit sneered, hands gripping almost deathly hard as he pounded into you harder, making your body hit Darry’s so you all could get equal amounts of pleasure.

Two-Bit’s adamance on your climax had you trembling, and soon enough, the little cord in your tummy had snapped as you squealed and released on Darry’s hard on with vigor.

This had your pussy walls spasming and pulsating, as well as your asshole, which had caused both men to find their orgasm through your own. And just as you were coming down from that delicious high, the two men were starting theirs.

It was only whimpers and gasps heard for a moment or two until everything went almost eerily silent, but you were jolted out of that when Two-Bit took you off of Darry’s body and plopped you down beside the injured man, moving himself beside you so you laid in the middle. Everything had grown warm and fuzzy as you rested so calmly between the two.

Darry was now cuddled at your side, pressing the softest kisses to your jaw in gratitude for all that you’d done while Two-Bit had nestled himself onto your cleavage, using your chest as a temporary pillow while he pressed a rough kiss to your sternum.

Everything was silent and perfect, so calm and peaceful. You were about to drift off to sleep, tired from everything you felt, and slowly you were succumbing to the strength of your exhaustion. Until you heard a gruff tone say, “Two-Bit, I swear, no more o’ that random shit. I almost got heart palpitations.”

It was Darry of course, complaining like he always did. All Two-Bit did was chuckle and cover you three with the blanket before whispering a soft “g’night” and falling asleep. You had followed shortly after until it was just Darry by himself. Begrudgingly, he closed his eyes and tried to go to bed as well.

He needed the rest too.

Burn

kinktober #1: aphrodisiac

nsfw, daryl x fem!reader

You loved the forest. It was calming and peaceful. Despite how nice the Greene farm was, there was something about it that made you feel exposed. Here, among the trees, you feel protected.

Sun rays peek through the leaves, guiding you along as you pick up any edible vegetation you can find. As well as any pretty flowers you think Lori or Carol might appreciate. A bright pink mushroom stops you in your tracks.

You scavenged a book recently about all local Georgian flora, eagerly reading it front to back until you had it memorised. Even then, you'd sometimes clarify with Daryl, who knew a thing or two from his life of growing up in the woods. But this mushroom wasn't something you recognised.

You crouch carefully, staring at the thing while you consider your options. Maybe Daryl would know what it is. It was pretty regardless, and even poisonous mushrooms could be touched in most cases, so you add it to your basket without a second thought. After a little more walking, you trudge over to where Daryl's tent sits secluded from the rest.

You weren't technically friends, but you liked visiting him after your time in the forest. The first time you announced you were going out alone to forage, he looked worried, warning you not to “get lost like some dumbass.” You stopped by his tent later that day, mostly to prove you're alive and breathing. He curiously peered into your basket, and then sharing your finds with him became a regular occurrence then. He appreciated the visits, despite acting indifferent, finding you the most agreeable person by far in their little group. So he didn't mind so much.

You break out from the trees as you feel your body heating up. It was a little odd, but you chalk it up to the Georgian heat. By the time you reach Daryl's tent, however, you're stumbling and panting as your body burns.

“Daryl-” You choke out, voice layered with panic. His tent flap flies open after some rustling, and he rushes over to your side, frowning.

“You okay?” His accent thickens with his concern as he helps guide you inside, sitting you down on the cot. All you can do is grunt, desperately ripping off your light shawl. Why is it so hot? Daryl lifts your chin gently, trying to get you to focus enough to tell him what's wrong. It takes everything in you to not whine.

You shake your head, starting to explain that you don't know. He runs his gaze over you, pulling at your limbs to check for a walker bite. Nothing. His gaze shifts to your basket, desperate for any answer. He freezes as he spots the pink mushroom, swearing under his breath.

Daryl fidgets for a second, biting his thumb nervously before disappearing with your basket in hand to dispose of it. It feels like hours he's gone and by the time he comes back, you're practically writhing on his cot. He crouches by your side, running his hand over your hair soothingly. You give him a look. He knows what's wrong, but he doesn't seem keen on telling you. He clears his throat.

“it's an aphrodisiac, that pink mushroom,” you frown as he explains, confusion laced with worry. “Ain't gonna kill ya, just painful if you're not being uh… stimulated.”

…Stimulated?

Oh.

Your body somehow feels hotter, and now all you can think about is how nervous and flushed Daryl looks at your side.

“Help me.” You feel just as shocked you said that out loud as he looks. He doesn't hesitate to shake his head.

“Nah, you're not in your right min-”

You cut him off. “I'm asking before I'm not in the right mind.”

He sighs, chewing on his thumb nervously again as he looks over your flushed body. Clearly considering it. When he finally speaks again, his voice is raspy. “Fine.”

Your clothes are off before you know it, face down in Daryl's pillow as he takes time to stretch you out with his fingers. Surrounded by his scent and touch, you can't decide if it's too much or not enough. “Hurry, please.” You arch your back further into his hold.

“Patience, woman.” He pulls back anyways, unbuckling his belt as swiftly as he can. He handled the mushroom as carefully as he could, so why does he feel like he needs you so desperately?

You sigh into his pillow as he rubs the head of his dick at your entrance before pushing in slowly. Despite how it felt like he took forever preparing you, he feels massive once he's fully inside. “God-”

Daryl doesn't wait to start moving his hips, his hands gripping either side of your waist to pull you back against him. You moan loudly with every thrust, causing Daryl to yank you up so he can press a hand over your mouth. His grunts and pants are directly by your ear now. “Gotta be quiet.”

You can't focus. Whether it's the mushroom or him, you can't tell. He seems to sense it somehow, the underlying burn of the aphrodisiac and how desperate you are to quell it. He holds you up as best he can, snaking his free hand down to rub over your clit in a way that has your eyes rolling back. You cum then, intense and unexpected. He lets your body rest mostly back onto the bed, but he doesn't stop.

He keeps fucking you through it, one hand still over your mouth and the other rubbing circles over your sensitive core until you're cumming again. Only then does he pull away. Pumping himself through his own orgasm, he grabs your ass as he comes onto it.

You collapse onto the bed, exhausted. Despite dealing with the effects of the aphrodisiac, there's still a warmness inside of you. A comforting kind. Daryl plops down on the bed next to you, as far away as the tiny bed allows. His expression is unreadable, but you work up the courage to shift closer anyway. He bites his lip, looking a little nervous again. You can't resist cupping his face.

“Do you regret it?” His tone is laced with melancholy, and there's a rare look of vulnerability in his eyes. Like he's expecting a yes.

“Do you regret helping me?”

“Nah.” You both huff out a tired laugh at the ridiculousness of everything that just happened. At least now you have each other.

Hey pookie, how are you! I was wondering if you could do a romantic spn pref for sam, dean, castiel, crowley, and gabe? The plot would be that they're on a hunt with the reader and they have to infiltrait a strip club. The reader is female so she poses as a striper (she wears a white angle outfit). At one she pulls she pulls one of the guys into a private room to talk about the plan, but they see a camera in the room so the reader gives the guy a lap dance while explaining the plan as to not get caught. There is alot of sexual tension, and the guys have a crush on the reader. At this point they're only friends though. Thanks girl!

Private. (SPN Pref!) ❤️

a/n: i devoured this prompt. i am in heat. i hope you like this pookie!!!

warnings: SUGGESTIVE!!! read at your own risk, strip club, stripper!reader, lap dances, grinding, no actual smut but nsfw xx

Dean:

dean didn’t imagine this being his wednesday night.

his eyes watched you on the stage, walking around and pretending to be busy. the dainty Angel costume you were wearing hugged you in all the right places - just enough for him to imagine more.

in his distraction, he dosent realize you’re trying to get his attention.

he was suddenly pulled into one of the back, private rooms. he looked over and met your pretty eyes. he smiled.

“dean, i got info.” you smiled, closing and locking the door behind you both.

he was going to respond but his eyes caught something else. a camera. it seemed like you noticed too because you sighed.

dena watched you pull the chair to where the camera faced.

“sit.” you said in a seductive voice.

it’s just for the bit.’ dean reminded himself. he shakily sat down.

you walked toward him, back facing the camera. his eyes widened and face blushed as you started to give him a lap dance.

he was stiff as a board, too nervous to move.

“at least pretend you like it. we have to sell it so we don’t get caught.” you whisper in his ear, pressing kisses to his jawline.

shivers went down his spine and he nodded, grabbing onto your hips.

he stared into your eyes as you spoke, only being able to focus on the feeling of your hips on his, moving and grinding against him. his jaw clenched and he bit his lip, rubbing your hips with his thumbs.

you spoke about the case but he could barley hear you.

eventually you stopped, smiling at him.

“pay up, lover.” you grinned playfully.

he tried to hide his boner, giving you a forced smile as you walked away. his breath heavy and cheeks beet red.

—

Sam:

sam was nose deep in one of his papers of his research he scraped together. his cheeks were red, trying not to look up at you.

not because he didn’t want to - no. he wanted to. more than anything. but if he did, he knew he wouldn’t be able to look away.

despite his efforts, when he felt a hand on his shoulder he had to look up. it was you.

the white angel outfit you were wearing caught his attention. it was tight and revealing, something he wasn’t used to seeing you in.

“come with me.” you lean down and whisper to him. he just nodded, following you.

he then found himself sitting on a chair in one of the back rooms.

“there’s cameras. i have to play my part sammy.” you said to him, and he nodded

“anything you want.”

he blushed again as you started to give him a lap dance. his eyes widened.

you spoke softly about the case, but he could only focus on your body and how it moved atop of his own.

he pretended he was listening, but he was struggling. only feeling the fogginess of his mind and the weight of your body on his lap.

it was over much too soon for his liking

you got off of him and smiled.

“maybe we do this more often.” you said with a smirk.

—

Castiel:

poor boy

remember when he first went to the strip club

that’s him but x10 when he sees you

he’d never seen you in such clothing. not that he was complaining at all. if anything, he was ecstatic about it.

when you met his eyes from across the room, he got up and walked toward you immediately. you didn’t even have to ask (😍)

he followed you into the back rooms.

“cas. i gotta give you a lap dance.”

“what?”

“i’ve gotta play my part. is this okay?”

“…yes?”

castiel didn’t know what a lap dance was.

so when you started to actually do it

wowowowowow

he was gobsmacked.

his hands rested on your waist and he let you do whatever you had to do.

he bit back moans as he was so sensitive

but he listened intently to what you had to say about the case. his hips moved slightly with your body and his face was bright red.

he focused on your words but his eyes drank in how you moved against him and how his hands squeezed your hips

he could feel his dick throbbing against his jeans but he knew he couldn’t do anything about it

you got off of him eventually and he stayed sitting.

“c’mon. we gotta go.” you grinned and walked out before him. he was left with shaking hands and a red face.

—

Crowley:

he watched all of the people at the club with wandering eyes, stopping when he saw you

your outfit fit you perfectly and hugged you in all the right places

crowleys eyes wandered down your body as you came closer to him.

“come.” you said softly, leading him to the private rooms. he smirked.

“now, i didn’t know you wanted this, y/n.”

you just smirk and sit him down in the chair.

you start the lap dance, bringing your mouth close to his ear and whispering the plan to him, grinding your hips against his.

his hands ran over your body and hips, feeling the curves of your body and the softness of your skin

he was grinning, listening to the plan while also enjoying the thrusts and movements of your body

he wanted you to continue for hours. days. forever

but when you got off of him, he had to refrain from pulling you back onto his lap.

—

Gabe:

his eyes were on you from the start

he watched you with a passion, drinking in your appearance and how your white costume looked on your body.

the body he’d dreamed about seeing for months

that’s why he follows you into the back room without question

that’s also why he has to bite back moans when you start grinding against his lap, dancing

he watches with wide eyes, trying to listen to your words but drowning them out as he squirmed against your body weight

he gripped your hips and waist just a little bit too hard

he nodded along to the plan he wasn’t following, just watching your hips and body against his own

he let a groan slip from his lips at one point

his hips moving in rut him with your own

literally driving him insane.

but he’s not complaining

The Rut (Marko x Fem!Reader)

It is finally here! The next installment of the rut series!! I'm glad everyone is liking this so far. As I said in the Paul one, every boy will be getting his own part. (Also since I've been asked, this isn't really a poly relationship series, this is a "only (insert boy) likes reader" kinda thing).

So this series was inspired by @auntvamp 's headcannons about the boys in rut, and when I say that I couldn't help but write this after reading those lol. I'd highly suggest reading that first. I also got inspired by Marko NSFW headcanons

Lastly I'd like to thank @santacarlatourism for their headcanons of each boy's scent on my post

Paul, Dwayne, David

Word count: 4,355

Pairing: Marko x Fem! Reader

Warnings: THIS STORY IS PURE SMUT!! THAT IS ALL IT IS!! MINORS DNI!!

⚠️ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐈 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬, 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬, 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞.⚠️

Ko-Fi

"Do NOT invite him in"

That's what David had told you when he informed you to stay away from the cave for the next couple of days. You were confused when David had met you at the entrance the night before, you were fully prepared to spend the night at the boardwalk with the boys and your favorite vampire, but David had quickly shot down those plans.

"Wait…A rut? Like how animals have ru-"

"Yes just like that" he told you as he walked you back to your car.

"You see when we go into these we are very dangerous to you, if you were a vampire you would be ok but since you're a human you're far more…"

"Fragile" you finished, the boys had all told you that before, taking it upon themselves to protect you all the time because you were "like a China doll" in Dwayne's words.

"So you understand why it's best if you just stay away for a couple of days" he explained, to which you could only simply nod as you climbed in your car. Your thoughts suddenly taking a turn as you thought of him…they were all extremely attractive…him especially…and you knew him taking a partner for a quick time was something he had done before…would that happen again? After all, if he was gonna kill them anyways why not? It didn't matter if they were fragile right? But why did that thought make you wanna cry even more in this situation?

"It's not like that" David's voice broke you out of your thoughts and you were unsure if he had read your thoughts or could just read your emotions.

"Go home y/n, don't overthink, you can come back soon" he told you as he shut your car door, watching as you started the car and rolled down the window when he knocked

"And one more thing" he told you while leaning in.

"Do NOT invite him in"

So here you were, sitting in your room, listening to music and drawing, wishing you could just go hang out with the boys, you hadn't really realized just how much of a staple in your life they had become until now. Night's seemed boring without them…without him. Sighing you sat your sketchbook down on your nightstand after you realized that in your zoned out state you had successfully sketched what was probably the twentieth picture of him that resided in the book. Stretching, you got up and changed the music, putting on the Misfits album you had bought the first time the boys had taken you to the record shop, Marko had been more than happy that someone liked the same music as him. As Helena began playing you could feel your body move with the beat, getting lost in the rhythm and memories of that night, his smile and excitement as he showed you all his favorite bands. Your body came to a sudden halt though when you heard a faint tapping on your window, you wondered if you had actually heard it or was it perhaps the wind, almost ready to chalk it up to the wind you heard it again, though this time there was a slight scratch with every tap.

"Oh Y/N" you heard Marko's sing-song tone ring out, but it was different, that underlying growl and rasp told you he was in his vampire form.

"Do NOT let him in" David's stern words rang in your head as you stared at your window, curtains drawn.

"Come on baby, I know you're in there" he stated from the outside of the glass.

"Marko" you breathed, a low growl responding to your words.

"Yeah cutie it's me, wanna let me in baby?" He asked, voice dripping in a sweet tone but you could hear the danger behind it. Truth be told out of the four boys Marko had you the most on edge when he was vamped out, you had seen him feed, and even David had told you that Marko could be very unpredictable at times when he was like this…throw in the fact that he was in rut and the knowledge had you gulping…A sound he must have heard.

"What's wrong babe?" You could hear the smirk on his voice.

"I'm not supposed to let you in Marko" you told him, listening as another low growl left him.

"And why is that?" He asked, his tone losing all sweetness.

"David told me not to"

"David doesn't know shit" he stated angrily, and you were honestly shocked, you had never heard him speak about David like that before, besides him and Paul, he and David were the closest.

"Marko it might not be a good ide-"

"Let me in y/n!" He told you sternly, his voice deeping more and the sudden change and words made you jump, he had never gotten angry at you before.

"Come on baby" he spoke after a moment, his tone softer.

"I'll explain everything if you let me in" You still hesitated, unsure if you should, you hated being away from Marko but you weren't sure if this was wise.

"Please y/n" he pleaded, and you noted that his voice sounded slightly strained, like he was really hurting. Taking a deep breath you slowly made your way over to the window, slowly pulling back the black out curtains and coming face to face with Marko who stood on the small balcony. You were right about him being vamped out, golden eyes met (e/c) as he stared at you, a small smile on his lips before he gave you a little wave.

"Hey baby" you took note of the fact that he wasn't wearing his jacket, a big deal for him since you were sure that thing was part of his body at this point, you also noticed his breathing was heavier than normal, like someone who had run miles, or maybe he had just fed? That thought made you relax a bit, and slowly open your window.

"Marko I'm still not sur-" you had started but was quickly cut off as he grabbed your face and crashed his lips against yours. One hand gliding through your hair before gripping it, the other running down your side before you started feeling him tugging you out of the window, you realized at that moment if you didn't let him in, he would just bring you outside. His fangs grazed your lips as he parted them with his own, you noted that there wasn't a strong metallic taste, which meant that he had in fact, not fed that night. A thought that should have made you more worried if your brain wasn't beginning to become fuzzy. You weren't sure if it was the lack of oxygen, vampire magic, or the fact that the scent of leather, slight weed and Patchouli from being around Paul, the ever present exhaust smell from their bikes, mint and the scent that you could only describe as simply, Marko, seemed to be a hundred times stronger. He broke the kiss once he remembered that humans needed to breathe, and instead started kissing down your neck.

"Invite me in baby" he spoke against your skin, giving light nips to it while his hand joined the other on your side, tugging you.

"Invite me in and I'll explain it all" he told you, lips ghosting over yours again as you nodded.

"Words cutie" he smiled against your lips.

"You can come inside" you whispered, feeling his smile widen.

"I'll remember that" he spoke before the next thing you knew you were being pushed back into your room. He quickly gripped your thighs, easily picking you up and dropping you down on the bed.

"Marko, you said you would exp-"

"Explanation later, fucking now" he told you as he climbed onto of you and reconnected your lips, the kiss was messy, hands ripping your clothes off, quite literally. You could hear the fabric shredding in his hands as he tore it from your body, hands gripping your newly exposed skin while his lips descended to your neck, leaving dark marks to show everyone in Santa Carla just who you belonged to. You swear to yourself mentally that you should not have found his completely feral attitude as hot as you did. His hands slid down your sides, claws leaving red trails where blood began to surface, the feeling causing you to yelp at the sudden pain and you could hear the giggle from him. You felt his kisses begin to move down, his hands gripping your breasts while his mouth lowered further, attacking your stomach and hips with nips, just hard enough to break the skin a bit but not hard enough to make you bleed a lot. And everytime a drop of red surfaced, it was quickly lapped up, a growl now constant from him as he abandoned one of your breasts, clawed hand coming down to grip your thigh, sinking his nails into the tender flesh and smiling against it when he heard you gasp. He knew how much he was affecting you, he could smell it from the moment he threw you on the bed, the pure scent of arousal. It was a scent he had smelled on you many times before, times when you would come in, trying to act like nothing was wrong, but he knew what had gotten you so worked up, he had found the romance novel on your bedside table one night when he went to pick you up so you could hang out with them, you had rushed to go get ready as he sat on your bed and skimmed through it. He couldn't help but roll his eyes at how…vanilla the whole book was, and he wondered if that was really what you were into…until he noticed the book slightly peeking out from under your pillow. Snatching it up he examined the cover, another shirtless guy, but this one with blood covering his front, opening it up he quickly realized the subject…Vampires…and rough sex…the smirk on his face couldn't get any bigger as he quickly tucked it back in it's hiding spot before you came out. He knew thoughts also fluttered through your mind the one time you saw them feed, he had smelled it, mixed in with all the blood, the pure scent of you, and man did he want to just bend you over right there on the beach and show you what it was like with a real vampire, not just reading about it. You could feel his fangs grazing your skin every time he kissed it, and although the thought of fangs near such a tender area should have scared you, it only heightened everything. You were sure he could hear your heartbeat racing as you watched him with lidded eyes, watched as his tongue pressed against your thighs to lick up the blood his claws had caused.

'Fuuuck, just bite' you found yourself thinking as you watched him, your core clenching at the thought. A thought…that he seemed to be able to read, if the laugh was anything to go by. It was a very teasing laugh,that and the Cheshire grin he gave worried you that he was about to make fun of you.

"So needy" he all but purred.

"M-Marko I-"

"Marko I" he repeated in a mocking tone, body slowly crawling over you.

"You what hmm? Need me to fuck you? Need me to use you? Need me to claim what's mine?" He asked, smiling down at you, watching your every move. His words had you moaning, the thoughts they brought about were absolutely filthy. Marko holding you down and just taking what was his, because that's what you wanted, you wanted to be his.

"All mine huh?" He whispered, breath fanning against your ear.

"You wanna be all mine?"

"Y-yes" you breathed.

"My good little human?" he said, kissing back down your body.

"Yes" you whimpered, as you felt his breath on your dripping core.

"My mate" he all but growled, and the sound paired with his words had your hips bucking up towards him, you expected to hear him laughing at your neediness for him again, but when you looked down you were met with almost glowing gold.

"Say it" he told you, hands gripping your thighs tight, he already had them up, slightly resting on his shoulders.

"M-Marko-"

"Say it"

"Yes"

"Yes what?"

"I-I wanna-"

"Say that you are" he growled, and it was only now that you noticed his heavy breaths again, like he was restraining himself.

"I'm your mate" you whispered.

"What was that cutie?" He asked, head lowering ever so slightly.

"I'm your mate" you spoke a bit more loudly, and watched as he smirked.

"Damn right you are" and with that his mouth attached to your clit, giving it a harsh suck before his tongue ran along your slit. The sudden action had your hand shooting down to his hair, fingers tangling in his golden curls while your other gripped the sheets, head thrown back as a loud moan left you. He growled against you, vibrations sending even more pleasure shooting through you. His name left your lips in a pleading moan, your hand pulling at his curls as you felt him smile against you, your neediness causing him to chuckle as he doubled his efforts, tongue circling your clit before diving inside, then running along your slit before back to your clit. The way he basically made out with your core had your moans pitching quickly, the coil in your belly tightening with every swipe of his tongue or harsh suck. But it was the feeling of his tongue paired with the feeling of his claws digging into your thighs, slowly creating crimson lines that had you tossing your head back, screaming his name as you tugged at his curls with both hands, your hips lifting to meet his tongue as you rode out your high. He let you, happily gave you your orgasm and then some, keeping you in place as you started to become overstimulated. He watched the tears start to cloud your vision as he continued his work, only stopping when you had sobbed his name enough. His lips were on yours in an instant, the taste of yourself falling into your tongue as he dominated the kiss, only breaking it when he flipped you over, pulling you up onto your hands and knees. You whimpered as you felt him undoing his pants, lowering them enough to release himself but keeping them on. You felt him lean over you, his hands on either side of your own, his breath fanning across your neck as he spoke lowly.

"Beg me"

"Marko" you whined, trying to push yourself back against him, but he held you still with a hand around your waist.

"Beg" he told you again, beginning to kiss and bite along your shoulders.

"I know you know how to, so beg for it, tell me how much you want it" he teased, slowly beginning to grind against you, the friction amazing but not enough.

"Please Marko" you panted

"P-Please fuck me"

"Such a dirty mouth" he chuckled, letting go of your waist and bringing his hand up to your lips, you didn't hesitate to start sucking on the two fingers he pressed to your them, not stopping under his glove touched your lips.

"Some other time I'll have to put it to good use" he all but purred at your actions.

"But since you asked so nicely" he started, and you felt his free hand reach between the two of you, before you felt him run the tip through your folds, gathering your wetness before pressing inside. You couldn't hold back the moan you released around his fingers as he pushed forward until he completely bottomed out, your eyes rolling back at the feeling of just how well he filled and stretched you.

"Like you were fuckin made for me" he chuckled against your skin, his voice strained as he rested his forehead against your spine.

"Though I guess you kinda were huh?" He smiled. Pulling his hand away from your mouth to hold your one hand while the other lowered to hold your other hand.

"I'm not gonna be gentle baby" he told you, watching as you nodded before he started his fast pace. Not gentle was right, you felt his hips hit your ass with his brutal pace and you found yourself being pushed forward. His hands left yours, instead grabbing your shoulders to lift your body back up, his pace never faltering as you heard him moan.

"So.fuckin.tight" he growled, claws digging into your skin as he pounded away. You couldn't stop your own moans at this point even if you tried, the feeling of him filling you again and again had you seeing stars, and had you practically sobbing his name as you clawed at the sheets for something to ground you.

"You like this baby?" He hissed

"Like me just doing whatever I want with you?" He laughed, watching as you hung your head, a moan leaving as you took everything he gave.

"Fuck" he groaned.

"Such a good little mate" he smiled, letting go of your shoulders to lean over you again, his chest pressed against your back and you couldn't help but moan at the feeling of his shirt pressed against your heated skin.

"Taking everything I give you" he hissed, hands holding your hips as he gave a harsher thrust, your body jolting forward again, and again.

"Shit you're getting tighter, are you gonna come already?" He laughed breathlessly.

"We just got started and you've already come twice" he smiled against your shoulder, his hips picking up their fast pace again. Your second orgasm washed over you quickly, your body still sensitive from the first and you heard him hiss as he slowed his motions, giving more shallow thrusts while his grip on your hips tightened.

"Fuuuck…Fuck you make it so fucking hard to last" he groaned, pulling out and flipping you back over, you looked up at him with a dazed expression, you mind slowly coming back from your sudden high. You watched as he gripped himself again, about to sink back into you when you stopped him with a whimper, his eyes shooting up to yours, looking for any sign that you were wanting him to stop. He would have to fight the rut if you did, and would probably have to leave. But instead he watched as you reached for his shirt, whining before speaking.

"Off"

"You want me naked?" He smirked.

"It's only fair" you told him, watching as he laughed before quickly discarding his gloves, boots, shirt, chaps, jeans and underwear. You had only seen him without his signature jacket a few times, other than that the only peeks you got were when he and Paul were wrestling and his shirt would ride up, or if he reached for something high. But now, now he was on full display and you couldn't help but stare, you knew Marko looked good but you didn't know he looked that good, suddenly you wondered if you could draw your own vampire romance novel cover, with him as the vampire.

"Better?" He asked sarcastically, but watched as you nodded with a smile, reaching up to pull him down into a kiss, he grinned in the kiss before taking over again. Lining himself up before entering with another quick thrust that had you breaking the kiss to throw your head back. You felt him grab your legs, spreading them wide as he began his fast pace. Your body rocked as you reached for your headboard, trying to stop yourself from moving. You looked down at Marko, finding his eyes trained on where your body connected, jaw slack before he moaned.

"Shit it's like your body doesn't wanna let me go, just keeps sucking me back in, Fuck baby" he groaned, eyes shutting and head falling back as he kept his pace, mouth open as moan after moan left him while he lost himself in the feeling of you. The grip he had on your legs kept getting tighter and you knew he must have been getting close. His claws scratched down your legs, creating more crimson lines as you watched his eyebrows knit together.

"Fuck baby…Fuck…I…" he suddenly let go of your legs, his hands coming up to grab your wrists and pin them above your head.

"Shit" he hissed, eyes still closed as he picked up his speed, your bed squeaking even more in protest.

"You're gonna take it all" he growled, eyes locking with yours and you found yourself getting lost in his golden gaze.

"Right?" He asked, watching as you nodded, mouth open but nothing coming out.

"Words baby" he spoke, leaning down to bury his face against your neck.

"Yes"

"Every last drop?" He laughed at the needy moan you let out, his words shooting you towards a third orgasm, one that was shooting him towards his own. Being so pent up and finally getting to have you, feel your body against his, was catching up to him.

"Marko" you whimpered, legs wrapping tightly around his waist as you felt a new weird feeling in your stomach.

"Gonna, fuck.. Be my good little mate and, fuuuuck….Fuck, take it baby, I know you can, shit" he groaned in your ear, his hands abandoning your wrists to move underneath your back, coming up to grab your shoulders before you felt him push up onto his knees, your lower half resting on his legs. The new angle caused him to hit that spot inside and you couldn't hold in the scream of his name. Your mind was only partially aware of him constantly licking and sucking on your neck at that point, and you knew what he wanted, so without a second thought you leaned your head to the side allowing him more access and hearing him growl before you felt it. The sharp sudden sting of his fangs sinking into your skin. The feeling had your third orgasm rushing over you, far more intense than the others, the strange feeling intensifying until you felt your world becoming fuzzy, and then suddenly black. Marko wasn't much better, as soon as your blood hit his tongue he knew he would be addicted, but pairing that with you letting him bite you while the two of you fucked…As soon as your blood entered his mouth he snapped, his whole body froze before going into overdrive, feeling your body shake in his grip, his lower half suddenly far more wet than normal, but all he could focus on was how sweet your blood was and how good it felt to pour inside you. His lips left your neck and he let his eyes take a moment to come back into focus, body still slowly moving before stilling. Breaths fast before he looked down at you, your eyes closed and breathing quick, he panicked at first, afraid that he had somehow hurt you, before he realized that you had passed out. He couldn't help the shit eating grin that spread across his face at this, at the fact that he fucked you into a black out and the sheer amount of wetness that covered him. He watched as you slowly started coming around, peppering kisses along your face.

"You with me baby?" he laughed, nuzzling your cheek. Listening as you gave a pleased hum, shaky hand slowly coming up to bury itself in his curls.

"Honestly I wasn't sure you would be able to handle me" he chuckled, leaning back to look at your body, red lines littering your skin.

"Should have carved my name" he giggled, tapping the skin over your heart.

"You're a sadist" you groaned with a laugh, voice rough from the screaming.

"Would just be marking what's mine" he shrugged.

"Are all of you like this when you're in rut?" You asked, watching as he shrugged again.

"Honestly I don't know, I'm the first one, we've only been told about it by Max"

"Wait..What do you mean?"

"Why do you think I came here?" He asked with a laugh.

"Honestly I'm not sure…David had warned me to not let you in but"

"But you did anyways, you got a crush on me cutie?" He giggled, teasing you while you simply rolled your eyes.

"Nope totally hate you, that's why we just had sex"

"Best sex of your life huh? Not only did I make you squirt but I made you pass out" he stated, that Cheshire cat grin returning.

"You did not make me-" you started before looking down at the wetness that covered his stomach.

"Oh my God" you quickly covered your face, hot with embarrassment and listening as he laughed.

"No need to hide baby, it was hot as hell, being able to make my mate feel that good" he smiled against your neck before placing soft kisses to the skin.

"You keep calling me that"

"Cause you are" he told you, meeting your gaze when you went quiet, his golden eyes, now less red, meeting yours.

"According to Max, our rut only gets triggered when we find our mate, the one we're supposed to be with..I guess humans would call it a soulmate. That's why none of us have ever been through a rut before"

"So I'm your soulmate?" You asked with a smile.

"My one and only cutie" he told you, leaning down to capture your lips, fangs grazing the flesh before biting gently.

"Would this be the right time to tell you that I've pretty much had a crush on you since we first met?" You giggle, listening as he growled.

"Well then, I think we have some missed time to make up for" he smiled, and suddenly you felt like prey being cornered by a very hungry predator…And you knew you were in for a very long night.

Marko had me working for this chapter I will admit lol. I'm not used to writing such rough smut. I hope everyone enjoyed it! And if you'd like to be added to the taglist for the others just let me know.

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