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synopsis: damien didn’t except to like praise so much
warnings: damien being super desperate, vulgar language, cunnilingus, dry humping, usage of mommy cause of course
a/n: shorter but i still think its pretty good! requests are open!
The air was filled with the a mix of smells, sex and sweat. The sounds of heavy breathing and slight whimpers as you both had just cum for the third time. His body weight falling onto you, his thrusts slowing down leaving him slightly twitching inside of you. You could tell Damien was feeling a little sensitive from how many times you guys had already gone. Every slight touch from you he would twitch, his soft kisses on your neck proving how sex drunk he was.
His hands roamed your body, sliding up and down your torso finger tips grazing your already hard nipples. Usually you’d take a second to drink water and give each other some time before each round but the way his hands roamed your body, softly dragging his hands over your breasts and on your face. His hand slowly going down to your core, chills running down your spine his fingers tickling you. You giggled knowing what he had planned.
“I wanna…” The rest of his sentence was mumbled out into your neck so you didn’t hear him.
“What do you want baby?” You could tell he was feeling a little less dominant but you had never tried to switch it up in the past. This time you thought to maybe give it a go.
“Can I please…” His voice was breathy, you could tell he was nervous to speak up.
“What do you want handsome?” He could feel his stomach clench, not in the way you think. His cock hardened against you hearing the pet name.
“Please, I need to eat you out.” You nodded quickly and he pushed himself up and pushed himself down the bed, face to face with your pussy. You could feel yourself become wet again, his hot breath sending chills all up your back. He wasted no time and his tongue found your clit, he was gripping your thighs pulling you closer into his face. You gasped the small bundle of nerves still so sensitive, your hips jerked slightly as his tongue worked circles around your clit.
His hips slowly grinding into the mattress, the friction just enough for him. Your hands fell into his hair pulling at it, the slight yanks making him moan into you. The vibration making you grind up into his mouth.
“Fuck…you feel so good.” Damien groaned loudly and looked up at you, his eyes big and puppy dog looking. You could tell he really liked the praise.
“You’re doing so good.” His tongue moved even faster if that even was possible. His hips grinding faster into the mattress, he could feel spirts of pre cum under himself.
“You make me feel so good baby keep doing just that.” He started whimpering, he didn’t know where to put his hands as they roamed your body. You could tell this was doing a lot for him. He kept his eyes on you, staring up at you pathetically.
“Just like that for mommy.” You don’t know what came over you but he couldn’t get enough of it. He felt like he was in a haze, the room almost spinning feeling himself reach his climax closer and closer with each thrust into the bed. Your core tightened up feeling yourself get closer with him, his finger found your hole placing one inside. Your head thrown back and a loud moan exited your mouth. His whimpering continued and got louder.
“You’re being so good baby, mommy feels so good.” He could feel you clenching around his finger knowing you were close to cumming. His pace quickened and he groaned as his hip jerked the friction almost being too much but he wanted to cum with you.
“I’m so close baby be good for me and cum with me.” He nodded into your pussy edging himself, his eyes rolled back loving the way you tasted. He could taste the faint hints of his own cum from the times before. Your hands pulled at his hair as your hips were grinding up into his face faster to keep your climax coming. His tongue felt so good against you, you wanted to savor this moment for as long as possible. You both were hungry, grabbing at each other not knowing what to do with each other.
“I’m gonna cum come on dames cum with me baby.” You both kept eye contact as you came, you mumbled out a ‘cum for mommy.’ His cock twitching against the sheets spirts of cum falling onto his stomach. You came into his mouth and he milked it all up, slurping up the cum as if it was going to disappear. His tongue stayed on you helping you ride out your orgasm, it all becoming too much for you and pushing his head away. His chest heaved as he lifted his head up staring at you with big eyes. You couldn’t resist and you pulled him into you, kissing him hard the taste of you on his lips being overwhelming.
“Holy fuck.”
“I know.” You both stared at each other for a second before giggling. The room smelled of sweat and sex, you both felt the sweat drip from your bodies. He suddenly became so aware of the cum all over the bed and his stomach.
“Sorry…i’ll uh i’ll clean the sheets I promise.” You giggled at him running into your shared bathroom to grab a towel. The sheets and blankets disheveled as well as yourselves. He ran back into the room over to you with a wet towel.
“Here open.” He gestured to your legs and you listened, he dragged the warm towelette up your pussy cleaning up everything.
“Was that okay?” You broke the silence.
“That was way more than okay…I didn’t think you had it in you.”
“Me either honestly.”
“It was so hot baby, we should do that more often.” He pulled your chin up and into his lips for a kiss, this time it was slow his tongue tracing your lips. You smiled into the kiss and knew this definitely wouldn’t be the last of that.
synopsis: you tag along with your boyfriend and his friends to the most expensive hotel room. early morning rolls around and you take advantage of the beautiful balcony.
warnings: semi public sex, p n v, pet names, vulgar language,
a/n: hey so sorry late again just have been so busy so bear with me!! i work full time! but new kinktober nonetheless! once again if you’d like to be added to the taglist comment! here is the masterlist!
You were incredibly excited, Schlatt had invited you and your boyfriend to do a video showing off a $15,000 hotel room in New York. You had never been to New York so your first time being in one of the most expensive hotel rooms but also with your boyfriend? What can be better than that? The flight there was filled with excitement and movies, you had even packed one of those snack boxes. Your flight was nonstop so you guys were in the air for a good 6 hours.
Getting off the plane felt like heaven but you had to go and meet up with Ted’s friends to make the video. You felt a little sleep deprived and fell asleep in the rental on the way so Ted had to shake you awake once you were there.
“Hey sleepy head, we’re here.” You blinked awake stretching your body, you checked your surroundings and found yourselves in a parking garage.
“Can’t you just carry me.” You whined not wanting to get up.
“No cause I know i’ll have to carry your bags.” Rolling your eyes jokingly. He kissed your forehead before pulling you out of the car. You made your ways over to the front of the hotel where the boys were waiting. You both walked over to them, laughing at Ted kissing them on the cheeks. Sometimes you wonder if he’s secretly gay—
“My gosh it’s been so long since i’ve seen you!” Schlatt pulled you into a tight hug.
“I know you need to visit us more.” You tapped his shoulder playfully. Going over and hugging everyone else before going inside and checking in. You were stunned at the beautiful lobby, just staring around the room. Your hand found Ted’s as you just followed along barely listening to conversation.
You all got checked in and made your way all the way to the top of the building to your suite. Schlatt unlocked the door and all the boys ran in and started just touching everything. Ted immediately going to a cabinet filled with all sorts of alcohol, of course. Grabbing a bottle and drinking straight out of it, offering some up to you.
“I’ll drink it in a cup like a normal person.”
“Wha—hey!” You laughed and kissed him on the cheek. As he poured you some Schlatt came over and started yelling at him.
“Dude come on! We—we could’ve gone down the street man. How much even is it?” Grabbing the menu from the cabinet and looking for the price. “God Ted this shit is $185 fucking dollars, I told you we could’ve just gone down the street!” He was rubbing his hands over his face, you laughed quietly behind Ted.
“What are you laughing for?”
“Oh shut it.” He gasped making a face like he was offended. This was going to be a long night…
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Long night it was, you all went to dinner and spent the night just hanging out. Since you and Ted were the only couple you got the master bedroom, it had a beautiful balcony that oversees the city you couldn’t stop sitting out there. You ended the night reading your book on one of the sofas outside waiting for Ted to come to bed. You had taken a quick shower and did all your skincare, the flight made you feel dirty so the shower was much needed.
You had your headphones in and your skimpy pj’s on with a robe atop. You didn’t hear Ted come out, feeling him come behind you as he wrapped his arms around your shoulders, startling you.
“Shit you scared me.”
“Sorry baby.” He let out a drunken giggle before pulling you up from your seat and picking you up over his shoulder. You shrieked and laughed as he walked inside and placed you in the bed. You took your robe off leaving you in just your pjs, you could see Ted ogling you from the corner of your eye but paid no mind to him.
“Damn baby this set looks so good on you.” He pulled you into him kissing the side of your face. A giggled escaped your mouth as he kissed all over your face. You both could feel the exhaustion hit you like a truck and just fall asleep with Ted holding you close.
The next morning you had woken up before Ted, grabbing the robe and some slippers before walking out onto the balcony. It was a chilly rainy morning, you took a long breath in the smell of rain and the noises of the cars bustling through the streets. It felt like the best way to wake up. You stood watching all the people run around to get to where they were going. You heard the door open and close, you didn’t bother to turn around knowing it was your boyfriend. His arms snaked around your waist pulling you into him, kissing the side of your face.
“What are you standing out here for?”
“I just love the balcony and I like watching everyone.”
“You’re so cute.” He nuzzled his face into your neck, his mustache tickling you. Your robe started to slip, your shoulder now fully exposed. He moved his head and kissed your bare shoulder sending shivers down your spine. His kisses were slow, dragging his lips along your skin. You turned your body to face him wrapping your arms around his neck, you smiled at his messed up hair and still slightly puffy eyes. He couldn’t take his eyes off of you, the way you were looking up at him with this specific look in your eyes, your exposed skin. You looked unbelievably good and he wanted—no needed you.
“Fuck.” He said under his breath not giving you enough time to answer he pulled you roughly into him and kissed you. His big hands came to the sides of your face holding you like you were going to run away. Your robe started to slip more exposing the other shoulder, the chill of the air making you aware of it more. You knew what he was trying to do but there was a whole suite filled with his friends.
“Ted, we can’t do this here.” You said into the kiss and he pulled you back ignoring your statement.
“Ted—“
“We can be quick it’s fine everyone’s still asleep.” He didn’t stop his kisses, his hands falling to the knot on your robe untying it to reveal the same skimpy pj set from the night before, the same one that drove him crazy. His breathing got heavier, and his pants got tighter. You could feel his bulge against you, your pussy already wet from the kissing.
“I promise we will be quick.” The thought made you nervous but you needed him now. You turned around flipping your hair over to see him.
“Come on then, you gonna fuck me or what?” He wasn’t expecting the quick change in heart but he smirked at your attitude change. He pulled his cock out of his boxers and you pulled your shorts down leaving you in your underwear. Pulling them to the side he rubbed his finger through your folds picking up some slick. Ted lined his cock up with your hole and thrusted into you with such force you nearly felt like you’d fall off the balcony.
“Oh my god.” The angle making him feel deeper than usual. Your head dropped down, his hand grabbed your hair pulling you back up. His thrusts were quick and hard, fucking into you like there was no promise of tomorrow. You felt a little rain drop on your face, the angle he had pulled your hair up you could see the rain clouds get darker. You couldn’t focus too much, he was making you feel too good to care.
“Fuck you look so good.” You always loved when he complimented you during sex. “You feel so fucking good around me baby.” Your moans grew louder the quicker his pace got. You could tell he was close. His hand moved from your hair down to your neck pulling you into his chest.
“Teddy i’m gonna cum please.” You sputtered out, he kissed down your neck and moved his hand back down to your hip focusing on your orgasm. Getting some clarity, you could really feel the rain start to come down again. Now seeing spots on your clothes.
Your hand found its way to your clit, getting your climax to come quicker so you didn’t get rained down on but it was too late the rain started to get heavier every second.
“Mmph shit…i’m gonna fucking cum…holy—“ You orgasm came crashing down on you, clenching around his cock causing his hips to sputter.
“Holy shit baby.” He came undone inside of you, the clenching sending him over the edge. His cum coating your walls as his thrusts became sporadic. He groaned loudly in your ear, pulling you back into him as your legs came down from under you the shaking becoming almost unbearable. His arm wrapped around your waist holding you up as you both calmed down from your highs. The rain was now coming down heavily soaking you both.
“Okay let’s get inside.” You patted his arm feeling your hair start to get soaked. He picked you up and pulled you back into the room, you giggled at being lifted.
“Don’t you dare throw me on that bed, we need to shower.”
“Hey any chance I can get to shower with you i’ll take it—“ Giggling as he swung your body around and into the bathroom to shower. He put you down but held you close to him, he kissed you again holding the back of your head in his hand.
As we all love Spencer humping things around here, can I suggest: plushies
oh for sure, i could totally see it being a case maybe if something his partner has given him, and they are away, then he could just use that to make up for their absence! especially if it smelt like them!
pairings: ellie williams x fem webcam curvy!reader
synopsis: after a long day ellie needs something to relax…she comes across your page and you just so happened to be live
warnings: masturbation, webcam stuff, ellie being a little pervert, vulgar language, pet names, squirt
a/n: the fifth post of kinktober!! this one is on the shorter side i apologize! if you’d like to be added to the kinktober masterlist you can find that here!
Ellie had a long and tiring day at work, they always worked her to the bone at her job so usually she would come home wanting to blow off some steam. Whether that was drinking, smoking or good ole masturbation. Tonight was no different, except she had found a site. It was a webcam porn site, she usually just went to twitter but this intrigued her. The first thing to pop up was the most viewed pages on the website, she wasn’t interested in too many of them until she scrolled down and caught sight of you.
You were different from the rest of them, you were a little bit more on the curvy side as opposed to the other girls who were stick thin. You seemed to have more life in your eyes, you smiled in some of your photos and you had a different aura than the others. Interested she clicked on your page, it popped up with your whole timeline of past lives that you had and some extra exclusive content. You were live currently so Ellie decided, why the hell not?
When she clicked on your live she didn’t know why she wouldn’t expect you to be doing anything but was shocked anyways. You had the webcam lowered to catch sight of your pussy, you were leaned up on one elbow and the other arm teasing yourself. The chat was going so fast viewer after viewer sending you money to touch yourself more. It all looked so confusing to Ellie so she just decided to watch a little. The donations going through and you kept attention of them all, touching yourself more and more as they requested it.
Your pussy was still covered by your underwear but the lace was see through, she could see the little bits of slick that was seeping through. Her pussy twitched watching you throw your head back as you grazed over your folds. She opened her legs and followed along with you. She still hadn’t heard you speak, the comments all asking for some dirty talk but it seemed like you had a certain amount that people needed to pay if they wanted to hear you talk.
She really didn’t know what she was doing but she decided to send the $50 that you requested. There was just something about you that had Ellie hooked, she wanted more of you and she just found you. The donation rang through after she sent it and she left a little message with it saying, ‘You look beautiful.’
“Thank you Ellie, since you sent the donation you get to tell me what you want to see next.” She wanted to see your pussy. So that’s what she commented.
“You want me to take these off?” You nodded as her comment came through and everyone agreeing.
“Your wish is my command.” You slid your panties down your legs keeping your core covered before slowly opening your legs. The light making your pussy glisten, Ellie was wet now dripping even. Your pussy was so pretty and the hard day made her desperate. You had a mic close to the camera to catch the sounds, your fingers running up and down your pussy picking up how wet you were. Ellie felt ballsy and sent another donation of $50 with the description saying, ‘I want to cum with you.’
“Oh Ellie thank you again, let’s cum together yeah?” Your fingers finding your clit, rubbing it in circles stimulating the nerves. You threw your head back and moaned out finally feeling relief. Your pace was steady, not wanting yourself to cum just yet. Ellie followed your motions moaning with you, she could feel that intense pressure in her core already. She decided to send another donation, she wanted to hear you say her name again and she figured to get you to do that was with more money. She sent another $50 donation with the description asking for you to moan her name.
“Oh my gosh thank you Ellie, I can absolutely moan your name for you.” You bit your lip and started to rub your clit faster the friction making your legs twitch.
“Fuck Ellie, you like watching me play with my pussy?” Ellie nodded as if you could see her, she rubbed her own clit at the same pace as you feeling her orgasm coming quickly. She wanted to milk this as much as possible. Her name sounded so good coming out of your mouth, mumbles coming out of her mouth.
“Ellie i’m gonna cum you wanna cum with me?” She nodded again but sent another donation answering your question.
“Come on then Ellie cum with me baby.” That was just what she needed, her orgasm rushing through her whole body. Her head thrown back eyes closed shut and legs closed shaking from how intense it was. She had never came that hard by herself, you just did something to her. She brought her attention back to you, she saw the camera was a little wet and you were wiping it. She mentally groaned and face palmed herself knowing she missed you squirt.
“I hope you enjoyed that Ellie, it was all just for you.” You voice seductive and close to the mic, her ears tingled from hearing you through her headphones. You had ended the live and Ellie was left in silence, she was still a little out of breath but she knew she wasn’t done with you.
synopsis: you didn’t have a rag to clean yourself up so joel had a better idea
warnings: pet names, p n v, cum licking, vulgar language, spitting,
a/n: another short one but it’s tasteful! let me know what you guys think of kinktober so far! comment if you’d like to be added to the taglist you can find the masterlist here!
The smell of sweat and sex were very prominent in the room, the sound of the creaking bed on the old wooden floors mixed with your loud moans. Joel had a long day out dealing with construction duties and came home calling for you, it started with just a good hug. He picked you up and placed you on the kitchen counter telling you all about his day. It was innocent.
Yet here you are now under him with his cock inside of you. You couldn’t even remember how the hell you guys even got here but you definitely weren’t complaining. His pace was quick, you always wanted him to have an outlet for his frustrations and if that ended up being you then you wouldn’t stop him in any way. His hand felt rough, the callouses more noticeable. He held your legs up to your side, pounding into you his cock so deep you could see the faint outline.
“Fuck Joel.” Your whimpers fueling him, he couldn’t get enough of you.
“Shit baby i’m gonna cum.” Being in a post apocalyptic world you can’t get birth control and condoms very easily so he always resorted to cumming on you. His thrusts became sporadic as you tightened around him feeling your own orgasm become close.
“Joel please.”
“Please what baby.” He caressed your face.
“Don’t stop i’m gonna cum.” You closed your eyes feeling his hand find your clit. His other hand came up to your face holding your chin.
“Open your eyes I want to see you.” His voice was deep, it was smooth like a good whiskey. You could get off on his voice alone. Your orgasm crashing on you, clenching your pussy against him. He pulled out quickly not wanting to cum inside, spirts of cum falling on your stomach. Both of you out of breath sat like that for a second before you pulled him in for a quick kiss. You pulled away and looked around for a rag, usually you had one on the bedside table but you had been reminded that you washed some laundry today and left the basket in the laundry room.
“Shit.”
“What’s wrong baby?”
“I have no rag.” You laughed at the simple issue thinking he would just get up and grab one from the wash room. He did something you didn’t expect.
“That’s no problem.” He lowered his head slowly and licked up the cum that was on your tummy, you shuddered. His tongue grazing your skin softly, picking up all the cum. You were stunned, you didn’t think you’d find this so hot but you did. You pussy pulsing feeling yourself become wet again. He made his way back up to your face and tapped the side of your face, taking the hint you opened your mouth. His spit all the cum into your mouth his tongue sticking out and coming down to kiss you.
The kiss was mixed with the cum and saliva as you made out. You moaned into his mouth, grinding your hips up into his thigh. He pushed his knee into your core giving you something to grind on. You pulled his hair feeling your climax come back, your pussy rubbed against his thigh the feeling of his hair being just enough stimulation.
His tongue intertwined with yours, nearly crashing your teeth together. The knot in your core growing stronger grinding into thigh harder, you pushed yourself down more wanting more friction. His leg pushing up helping you work to another orgasm, your moans growing louder into his mouth. Saliva slipping as you opened your mouth to moan out little mumbles.
“You gon’ cum again honey?” You responded with a moan not being able to find your words. Sputters and mumbles being the only things that are able to come out of you. You could feel him rub his thigh against your pussy as he felt your body language change, he could tell you were close. His lips captured yours again, the knot grew tighter before crashing again. He pulls back a little staring into your eyes, his stare intense but you felt like you couldn’t look away.
Your hips jerked as you came, his hand holding your hips in place rubbing his thumb on your skin calming you down. He fell to your side pulling you onto his chest, rubbing your back. He kissed your head holding you close to him.
“I wasn’t expecting you to do that.” A low chuckle leaving his mouth.
Asking for angst huh? I love angsty Damien so how about self-conscious Damien who doesn't know if he's worthy of the one he's with. Looking at comments online seem to worsen that feeling. Do with that what you will 🫡
synopsis: lately, damien can’t shake the feeling that he’s been replaced — by the one person he thought could never make him feel that way.
warnings: insecurity, self-doubt, online comments, angst with comfort, and use of Y/N
Damien had always felt secure; in himself, in his work, and especially in you.
You had worked as a PA for the Games channel, always tucked behind the scenes, quietly running cables and cueing cameras. It was never about being seen; you were happy helping from the sidelines. Until one afternoon, Spencer had stopped you while going to set.
"Hey, we are filming a games video later this week, would you wanna be in it?
You'd laughed it off at first, letting him know you'd think about it, but a small part of you couldn't stop thinking about it. You decided to bounce the idea off of Damien.
"Hey Damien?"
"Yeah, what's up?"
"So, Spencer had asked me if I maybe wanted to be in a Games video and I wanted to see how you felt about it."
His eyes lit up immediately "Hey, that's exciting! I think you should do it."
"You don't think I'll be taking your thing?" He rubbed your back in reassurance. "Babe, no I promise, if anything it would be exciting to have you on videos with me."
And that was that.
You said yes. The shoot went great - way better than you expected. The fans loved you. Comments poured in about your humor, your chemistry working alongside Shayne, you just seemingly fit in.
Soon, Spencer was asking you to be in more videos. Tommy pulled you into TikToks, and you even came up with a few new characters for Bit City segments. You had still handled your PA work, but your name started showing up more on call sheets.
Meanwhile, Damien schedule exploded with convention season. He was barely home - always on the plane, running on little to no sleep. Whenever he missed anyone too much he'd open his laptop and watch whatever new videos were posted. He was especially excited for ones you had mentioned filming while he was away.
It made him proud, seeing you where he usually. You naturally fit in with the rest of the cast, your humor bouncing off of everyone else's, it almost made his heart ache that he wasn't there on set to have watched you in your new element. But as he scrolled in the comments to see the fan perception, he was surprised.
dssmlfan: can we get Y/N in more videos please
phangirl651: the energy flows so much better
smoshcrewfan96: no offense to damien but his bf is so much more funny
detectivewheremacoffee: at least y/n reads the room
Damien told himself it didn't matter. He'd been online long enough to know not to read the comments, that was a given. But there was something different about these ones. People didn't seem to miss him. Did they even notice he was gone? He hated how this made him feel, how small and forgettable. He knew you weren't trying to take his job. He knew you loved him. But knowing and feeling were two different things
When he had finally got home from his latest trip, he didn't mean to seem distant. He didn't mean to brush you off when you told him about what you were shooting next. How he didn't want to sit on set to watch you anymore, even though you always did for him. But you knew, something was up.
One night, the feeling was burning up in your chest, you couldn't handle the awkwardness that lingered in the air.
"Hey, are you okay?"
"Yeah." he said too quickly, forcing a smile that barely reached his eyes. "Just still a little jetlagged."
What a bullshit answer, you thought. You decided not to pry, maybe it was jetlag. But a small part of you couldn't help but wonder.
Following this, a few days later, Damien had been sat on the couch, laptop open, the comments lighting up his whole face. It's like he was a in a trance the way his finger lingered over the track pad, unable to stop.
"Babe?"
You startled him from his thoughts. He shut the laptop halfway, like he was afraid of being caught. "Sorry, I was just - uh - seeing how the new videos doing.
You had sat beside him, the cloesest you had been in what felt like weeks. You had caught a glimpse of the comments before the screen when dark.
"They love you." he said finally, trying to hide the fact that there was a sudden lump in his throat. "Everyone does."
"Damien-"
He let out a fake chuckle, shaking his head. "It's good, I mean, it's really good. You're killing it, baby. Maybe people just got tired of me."
Your heart broke hearing him say that, you reached out to him, tangled your fingers in his.
"Damien" you muttered, "look at me for a second."
He hesitated, eyes flickering towards you before darting off, staring in front of him. “I just— I don’t know why it feels like this. I am proud of you, I swear I am. But when I see people saying how much better things are with you there… it’s like maybe I’m just—” He let out a shaky breath. “—taking up space.”
You squeezed his hand. “Hey. You really think I’d even be doing this without you?”
He blinked. “What do you mean?”
“I only took the job because of you. You’re the one who told me I’d fit in here. You’re the reason I didn’t quit the first week. You taught me how to handle set chaos, how to talk to people, how to belong.”
He stayed silent, staring at you like he was hearing it for the first time.
“I’m in those videos because you believed I could be,” you continued, voice low but steady. “Every time I’m on camera, I’m just trying to match your energy. I wouldn’t even be here without you.”
Damien’s throat worked as he swallowed hard. His eyes shimmered when he finally met your gaze again.
“Y/N…”
“I know what people online say,” you said gently. “But comments aren’t real life. You are. The way you make people laugh off-camera, the way you take care of everyone — that’s what matters. You’re not replaceable, Damien. Not to them. And definitely not to me.”
He let out a shaky laugh that sounded halfway between relief and disbelief. “You always know how to fix me, huh?”
You smiled softly. “Not fix. Just remind.”
He leaned in until his forehead rested against yours, his voice a whisper.
“Then remind me again tomorrow?”
“Always.”
That night, you fell asleep wrapped in each other, his hand tracing lazy circles on your back.
For the first time in weeks, Damien didn’t dream about what people were saying online.
He only dreamed of your laughter — the sound that had always, always felt like home.
synopsis: you didn’t have a rag to clean yourself up so joel had a better idea
warnings: pet names, p n v, cum licking, vulgar language, spitting,
a/n: another short one but it’s tasteful! let me know what you guys think of kinktober so far! comment if you’d like to be added to the taglist you can find the masterlist here!
The smell of sweat and sex were very prominent in the room, the sound of the creaking bed on the old wooden floors mixed with your loud moans. Joel had a long day out dealing with construction duties and came home calling for you, it started with just a good hug. He picked you up and placed you on the kitchen counter telling you all about his day. It was innocent.
Yet here you are now under him with his cock inside of you. You couldn’t even remember how the hell you guys even got here but you definitely weren’t complaining. His pace was quick, you always wanted him to have an outlet for his frustrations and if that ended up being you then you wouldn’t stop him in any way. His hand felt rough, the callouses more noticeable. He held your legs up to your side, pounding into you his cock so deep you could see the faint outline.
“Fuck Joel.” Your whimpers fueling him, he couldn’t get enough of you.
“Shit baby i’m gonna cum.” Being in a post apocalyptic world you can’t get birth control and condoms very easily so he always resorted to cumming on you. His thrusts became sporadic as you tightened around him feeling your own orgasm become close.
“Joel please.”
“Please what baby.” He caressed your face.
“Don’t stop i’m gonna cum.” You closed your eyes feeling his hand find your clit. His other hand came up to your face holding your chin.
“Open your eyes I want to see you.” His voice was deep, it was smooth like a good whiskey. You could get off on his voice alone. Your orgasm crashing on you, clenching your pussy against him. He pulled out quickly not wanting to cum inside, spirts of cum falling on your stomach. Both of you out of breath sat like that for a second before you pulled him in for a quick kiss. You pulled away and looked around for a rag, usually you had one on the bedside table but you had been reminded that you washed some laundry today and left the basket in the laundry room.
“Shit.”
“What’s wrong baby?”
“I have no rag.” You laughed at the simple issue thinking he would just get up and grab one from the wash room. He did something you didn’t expect.
“That’s no problem.” He lowered his head slowly and licked up the cum that was on your tummy, you shuddered. His tongue grazing your skin softly, picking up all the cum. You were stunned, you didn’t think you’d find this so hot but you did. You pussy pulsing feeling yourself become wet again. He made his way back up to your face and tapped the side of your face, taking the hint you opened your mouth. His spit all the cum into your mouth his tongue sticking out and coming down to kiss you.
The kiss was mixed with the cum and saliva as you made out. You moaned into his mouth, grinding your hips up into his thigh. He pushed his knee into your core giving you something to grind on. You pulled his hair feeling your climax come back, your pussy rubbed against his thigh the feeling of his hair being just enough stimulation.
His tongue intertwined with yours, nearly crashing your teeth together. The knot in your core growing stronger grinding into thigh harder, you pushed yourself down more wanting more friction. His leg pushing up helping you work to another orgasm, your moans growing louder into his mouth. Saliva slipping as you opened your mouth to moan out little mumbles.
“You gon’ cum again honey?” You responded with a moan not being able to find your words. Sputters and mumbles being the only things that are able to come out of you. You could feel him rub his thigh against your pussy as he felt your body language change, he could tell you were close. His lips captured yours again, the knot grew tighter before crashing again. He pulls back a little staring into your eyes, his stare intense but you felt like you couldn’t look away.
Your hips jerked as you came, his hand holding your hips in place rubbing his thumb on your skin calming you down. He fell to your side pulling you onto his chest, rubbing your back. He kissed your head holding you close to him.
“I wasn’t expecting you to do that.” A low chuckle leaving his mouth.
pairings: ellie williams x fem webcam curvy!reader
synopsis: after a long day ellie needs something to relax…she comes across your page and you just so happened to be live
warnings: masturbation, webcam stuff, ellie being a little pervert, vulgar language, pet names, squirt
a/n: the fifth post of kinktober!! this one is on the shorter side i apologize! if you’d like to be added to the kinktober masterlist you can find that here!
Ellie had a long and tiring day at work, they always worked her to the bone at her job so usually she would come home wanting to blow off some steam. Whether that was drinking, smoking or good ole masturbation. Tonight was no different, except she had found a site. It was a webcam porn site, she usually just went to twitter but this intrigued her. The first thing to pop up was the most viewed pages on the website, she wasn’t interested in too many of them until she scrolled down and caught sight of you.
You were different from the rest of them, you were a little bit more on the curvy side as opposed to the other girls who were stick thin. You seemed to have more life in your eyes, you smiled in some of your photos and you had a different aura than the others. Interested she clicked on your page, it popped up with your whole timeline of past lives that you had and some extra exclusive content. You were live currently so Ellie decided, why the hell not?
When she clicked on your live she didn’t know why she wouldn’t expect you to be doing anything but was shocked anyways. You had the webcam lowered to catch sight of your pussy, you were leaned up on one elbow and the other arm teasing yourself. The chat was going so fast viewer after viewer sending you money to touch yourself more. It all looked so confusing to Ellie so she just decided to watch a little. The donations going through and you kept attention of them all, touching yourself more and more as they requested it.
Your pussy was still covered by your underwear but the lace was see through, she could see the little bits of slick that was seeping through. Her pussy twitched watching you throw your head back as you grazed over your folds. She opened her legs and followed along with you. She still hadn’t heard you speak, the comments all asking for some dirty talk but it seemed like you had a certain amount that people needed to pay if they wanted to hear you talk.
She really didn’t know what she was doing but she decided to send the $50 that you requested. There was just something about you that had Ellie hooked, she wanted more of you and she just found you. The donation rang through after she sent it and she left a little message with it saying, ‘You look beautiful.’
“Thank you Ellie, since you sent the donation you get to tell me what you want to see next.” She wanted to see your pussy. So that’s what she commented.
“You want me to take these off?” You nodded as her comment came through and everyone agreeing.
“Your wish is my command.” You slid your panties down your legs keeping your core covered before slowly opening your legs. The light making your pussy glisten, Ellie was wet now dripping even. Your pussy was so pretty and the hard day made her desperate. You had a mic close to the camera to catch the sounds, your fingers running up and down your pussy picking up how wet you were. Ellie felt ballsy and sent another donation of $50 with the description saying, ‘I want to cum with you.’
“Oh Ellie thank you again, let’s cum together yeah?” Your fingers finding your clit, rubbing it in circles stimulating the nerves. You threw your head back and moaned out finally feeling relief. Your pace was steady, not wanting yourself to cum just yet. Ellie followed your motions moaning with you, she could feel that intense pressure in her core already. She decided to send another donation, she wanted to hear you say her name again and she figured to get you to do that was with more money. She sent another $50 donation with the description asking for you to moan her name.
“Oh my gosh thank you Ellie, I can absolutely moan your name for you.” You bit your lip and started to rub your clit faster the friction making your legs twitch.
“Fuck Ellie, you like watching me play with my pussy?” Ellie nodded as if you could see her, she rubbed her own clit at the same pace as you feeling her orgasm coming quickly. She wanted to milk this as much as possible. Her name sounded so good coming out of your mouth, mumbles coming out of her mouth.
“Ellie i’m gonna cum you wanna cum with me?” She nodded again but sent another donation answering your question.
“Come on then Ellie cum with me baby.” That was just what she needed, her orgasm rushing through her whole body. Her head thrown back eyes closed shut and legs closed shaking from how intense it was. She had never came that hard by herself, you just did something to her. She brought her attention back to you, she saw the camera was a little wet and you were wiping it. She mentally groaned and face palmed herself knowing she missed you squirt.
“I hope you enjoyed that Ellie, it was all just for you.” You voice seductive and close to the mic, her ears tingled from hearing you through her headphones. You had ended the live and Ellie was left in silence, she was still a little out of breath but she knew she wasn’t done with you.
warnings: dom reader, sub damien, blindfolding, mommy usage, blowjob, p n v, pet names, vulgar language, raunchy dirtyness
a/n: part 4 of kinktober!! hope you guys are enjoying these! comment if you’d like to be added to the masterlist you can find that here!
You and Damien were on the couch, you in his lap sharing some soft kisses. Usually this led to sex which you were never mad about it but this night you wanted to try something different. The whole concept had only come up once and it was as a joke so you were always nervous to bring it up. The kisses growing more desperate, his hand coming up to your cheek rubbing the side of your face his touches getting rougher, you figured this was the best time to ask him.
“Baby…I have a question.” He immediately focused on you, pulling his hand away from your face and placing it on your thigh.
“Yeah what’s up?”
“I thought we could maybe try something new?”
“What were you thinking?”
“Can I try and maybe top you tonight?” He was quiet for a second, you could see the wheels turning in his brain before responding.
“I really was wondering when you’d ask.” He gave you no time to say anything back before pulling you in for another kiss, teeth nearly clashing at the force of the kiss. You giggled into his mouth pulling away from him and getting up, you pulled his arm leading him to the bedroom. He took the hint and sat down on the edge of the bed.
“Is it maybe okay if I blindfold you?”
“Kinky…I like it.” You laughed at his simple joke and grabbed one of his ties that was hanging from his desk chair. You gave him a peck on the lips before covering his eyes with the tie, you bit your lip at the sight of him. Sitting with his legs apart leaning back in the bed, the smirk on his face.
“You gonna be a good for me?” You whispered in his ear and it sent shivers down his spine, the little wind from your breath on his neck making his pants tighten. He nodded his head but you wanted a verbal response.
“Talk to me.”
“Y-yes.” Damien’s confident posture lowering as he felt you straddled him, your towering presence making him twitch. Your hand found his already hard bulge, your fingers lightly grazed him you could feel him jolt. You pushed him down having him lay against the pillows, your hands lingered on his stomach as you moved down. You wanted to tease him a little, make him beg for it so you slowly unbuckled his belt, your hands barely moving. Unzipping his pants, the hiss of the zipper being the only noise.
You could tell he was getting anxious, his legs squirming and his hands in your hair. Almost laughing at how desperate he was. You pulled down his jeans so that he was only in his boxers. His cock more prominent, you could see it twitching just waiting for you to touch it. You lightly touched the fabric feeling the outline, he was desperate,
“Please.”
“Please what baby?” He couldn’t stop moving his legs, his hips jolting up just begging you to touch him.
“Touch me.”
“Is that how you ask?”
“Touch me, please..”
“That’s better, good boy.”
Although he couldn’t see it, he felt you move down to settle yourself in between his legs, hands grasping his cock through his boxer. He gasped, stomach contorting with your sudden touch. You slowly drag your finger tip over his clothed cock, watching him writhe underneath your touch. You slowly dragged his cock out, seeing a small spot of precum on his boxers. You spat a puddle of spit onto him before stroking it, licking the tip. Slowly, you had taken him into your mouth, feeling his hips nearly buck into your mouth. You held his hips down, not letting him take control. His hands instinctively found your hair, grasping at any sort of thing he could find. Damien’s mouth hung open, the room filled with his gasps and small whimpers. You could feel yourself getting wetter just from hearing him whimper.
You pulled off his cock with a pop of your mouth, your mouth moving lower and latching onto one of his balls, your hand working him. His hands gripped your hair, signaling to you that he was almost there.
“M-Mommy, fuck- I’m gonna-“
Despite him not seeing you, he could feel you smirk against his skin. You felt your panties immediately becoming soaked with the sudden name. You pulled away, not letting him come like this. With the sudden absence of your presence, he whimpered out for you.
“Wait, wait, no please.”
“You aren’t coming like this.. You’re gonna come in me, understand? But not until I do.”
“Yes, mommy, please I wanna feel you.”
His cock ached for you as you stripped your clothes off. You pushed him back on to the bed, straddling his lap. You adjusted yourself until you fully sank onto him, sighing with the sudden relief. Damien let out a low groan, biting his lip to try not to immediately come. He gripped your hips, finding something to ground himself. You started out slow, grinding down into him, but even you knew you needed him, picking up your pace. Damien bit back moans, trying not to sound too needy. You grabbed his face, contorting it into a sort of kissy face.
“Nu-uh, baby, mommy wants to hear you.”
He couldn’t deny you, his moans grew in volume as you continued your grinding, your own moans filling the space. Damien felt you clench around him, he knew this was always what happened when you were close.
“Fuck, baby, you’re gonna make me come..”
“Can I see you come please?”
He managed to get those words out, barely through his moans. How could you ever deny him when he asked so nicely? Your hands came to his head, untying the tie, his eyes squinting with the adjustment to the light.
“Since you asked so nicely, baby, you’ve been so good. Come with me, come on baby.”
You didn’t have to tell him more than that. You both chased your high together, clenching around him as he ground himself into you. You could barely hear anything but the sound of skin slapping and moaning when you came, your pussy pulsing around him, milking the come out of his cock as he painted your walls white. You felt like your vision went white for a moment, only feeling Damien pulling you into him as he tried to recenter himself. You collapsed into his chest, hands rubbing his chest and shoulder, both of your chests heaving. You don’t know how long you had been laying there before you spoke up.
“Holy shit..”
All he managed to squeak out was, “Holy shit is right..”
You gave yourself a few minutes to ease yourself down from your high before you pulled off of him, going to find the closest rag to clean both of you. You laid back with him, pulling him to lay on your boobs, Damien snuggled into you.
“So.. how was that?” You inquired.
“We are for sure doing that again… right?” Damien looked up at you with a cute curiosity.
synopsis: it would only be fitting to have your knight lock his sword away...
warnings: chastity, slight exhibitionism, slight dom reader
After months of planning, the day had finally come for the renaissance faire. You and Damien had spent weeks coordinating your outfits, piecing together every detail. Damien had gone for a gothic twist on a knightly figure, while you had chosen something regal — like he was your knight in shining armor.
He strolled out of the bedroom, leather shirt hugging his arms perfectly, chainmail glinting faintly under the light. “Huzzah! What do you think?” He spun, giving you the full view. A small saber rested at his hip, rings glinting on his fingers — several gifts from you — and a small satchel clipped to his belt, holding the essentials.
“You look so handsome, baby.” You stood and pulled him in, pressing a deep kiss to his lips. He gripped your hips, pulling back just long enough to admire you.
“God, you look good too.”
“Easy there, knight,” you murmured, letting your thumb brush along his jaw. “Remember, today you’re on a mission. Impress, don’t drool over me.”
His smirk wavered slightly. “Mission, huh?”
“Exactly,” you said, eyes scanning him like a commander inspecting their charge. “And knights must stay… disciplined.”
Damien’s jaw tightened. “Dis… disciplined?”
“Yes,” you said, voice calm, commanding. “You’ll be my perfect knight all day. No slipping. Restraint is expected.”
His grin faltered, a flash of frustration and excitement crossing his face. “Baby… it’s so hard to keep my hands to myself..” he muttered, almost under his breath.
You stepped closer, whispering against his ear: “I know. That’s why I came prepared..”
You smirked, reaching behind your back to produce a small, velvet-wrapped object. Damien’s eyes flicked to it immediately, curiosity and panic warring across his face.
“And what… is that?” he asked, voice steady, though a tiny tremor betrayed him.
“Just a… piece of armor for my knight,” you said, pulling out the cock cage that hid within the drapery, followed by a chain around your neck, which held in place: a key. “Something to help you stay disciplined.”
His breath hitched. “Disciplined?”
“Yes. Consider it part of the role. A true knight must resist temptation. Today… you’re all about restraint.”
Damien’s jaw tightened further, a shiver running down his spine. “You’re evil,” he muttered.
“And you’ll be perfect,” you said softly, brushing a thumb over his knuckles.
You sat him down on the couch, feeling his body tremble underneath you as you placed the cage around the tip of his cock. His cock twitched at feeling your hands around it, being used to this feeling. You heard the metal click into place as you locked it, dropping the key and letting it rest on your chest. Damien let out a sigh of relief and looked down at himself, body trembling underneath your eyes.
“Now, let’s get going, my knight!”
The faire was alive with lute music, roasted nuts, and the hum of crowds. Damien played his role flawlessly: gallant, charming, composed. But beneath the leather and chainmail, the secret cage reminded him of who truly controlled him — and you, the holder of the key, never left his thoughts.
At the ale stand, a passerby asked for a picture, boasting about how they were such a big fan. Damien threw on a brave face and smiled for the photo, not being able to forget what was dangling around your neck, having him wrapped around your finger. They said their goodbyes and Damien turned his full attention to you, letting those big puppy dog eyes find you.
Your fingers brushed his back. “Perfect. You handled that beautifully, my knight.”
At the archery stand, you leaned behind him, hand on his shoulder as he drew the bow. Every subtle touch, every whispered word only he could hear — “Good… steady… perfect” — made his heart race. Every glance at you reminded him of the day’s hidden tension.
Even during a jousting demonstration, he maintained his composure for the crowd, executing moves with flawless precision. The world saw only a gallant knight; only you knew the full story, the secret ache and restraint he bore for your pleasure.
The day stretched on with tiny private moments: A brush of your hand along his hip while inspecting a sword, and his chest rose slightly faster than it should, whispered praise as he bent to sample honey tarts, and tight smiles when strangers complimented his costume, forcing him to act proud while your glances reminded him of the key around your neck.
By evening, the torches lit the fairegrounds, painting gold on his armor. Walking back to the car, Damien leaned close, voice low. “Baby… it’s so hard… keeping it together all day.”
You pressed a thumb to his jaw, tilting his face so he met your gaze. “I know. That’s why you’ve done so well. You’re my perfect knight. Your reward will be wonderful.” you whispered.
He exhaled slowly, tension loosening just enough for a shiver to escape. “Yes… my liege,” he murmured, reverent and flushed, every nerve still humming from the day’s restraint.
The car ride was quiet, your hand resting lightly on his thigh. The key glinted faintly against your chest, a constant, delicious reminder of your private little secret — the power, the control, and the restraint, all hidden in plain sight, with the promise of what awaited once they were home.