Blackwings-Fallens

Fandom Mess of a blog. I’m everywhere all at once. Too much insanity.

[alycias-wonderland]

Hello I recently found you and love ur works ........can get yandere kim dokja x bimbo reader x yandere joonghyuk where she always gets injured while saving one of them and is so cute that they can't even get angry on her . But one day in their absence she tries to seduce other groups leader for information and they both got very jealous and angry and punished her..... u can add smut if u are OK with it.. I was so excited that I requested in hurry because ur requests where open.....hav a nice day❤❤❤

Unfortunately my love, I can't write yandere!characters since I very rarely read yandere!characters as well. I made them possessive tho. Hopefully that's better.

You Are Ours

You were their cute little partner. Always going out of your way to protect them even though you knew they were perfectly capable of protecting themselves.

However they knew how much of a player you could be, therefore even if they loved you and trusted you, they always bad their guard up whenever you went places that had a large amount of the male population.

Although, on a particularly fine day, your boys had gone out on an emergency mission and had left you at the park all on your own.

Bored out of your mind, you noticed a particularly good looking man staring at you from across the park. Smirking you made your way over to him, hips swaying slightly as you 'accidentally' dropped something to the ground right in front of him and bent down to pick it up.

You rose slightly and gave him a saucy smirk, reaching out and gliding your fingers up and down his arm. You felt him wrap an arm around your waist and pull you closer, causing a little giggle to escape your lips.

You spent a better part of your time, flirting with each other. Throwing dirty jokes around.

Until two strong hands grabbed you and pulled you back.

Confused you turned around only to freeze as Kim Dokja gave you a chilling smile, Joonghyuk giving the man a glare that had him running, metaphorical tail in between his legs.

They both turned to give you a look that promised a world of pain...

And for reasons unknown to me.... You were definitely aroused.

"A-Ah~! Joon-Mmph~! Joonghyuk!"

Your cries echoed around the room as Joonghyuk pounded into your ass, hands gripping your hips as he pulled you back to meet his thrusts.

"Shut up. "

Was the only thing he said as he continued to thrust into you at an incredible speed.

You could feel the knot building inside of you and with just a few more thrusts you would be able to cum.

"Joonghyuk!~~ C-Cumming~! I'm going to cum!~!"

Just as you felt yourself about to release, Joonghyuk pulled out, his dick slapping against your asshole. You whined, hips thrusting backwards.

You had been close...

So, so close...

Suddenly you felt yourself being lifted, before being repositioned to face Kim Dokja. There was chilling smile on his face as he gently massaged your ass cheeks, red from having been harshly slapped by Joonghyuk.

You wrapped you arms around his neck and pulled him into a heated make out session as you gently rode him.

Before he thruster up and slammed into your pussy.

Head thrown back as a loud whine/moan escaped your lips, tears gathering at the corner of your eyes.

"W-Wait! Dokja-Hng~!~! S-Slow down!~"

And that cycle continued for the rest of the night. You getting close to orgasm but them stopping, despite having cum on several occasions already.

Only when you were begging, eyes rolled back into your head and brain dead from the fucking, did they let you finally orgasm.

Maybe next time you'll be a good girl and only flirt with them only?

[darkmasterlistyouneveraskedfor]

Hide and Seek Drabbles

Come Out, Come Out 

Wherever You Are

You Can Run

[beautifullytragicmess]

3 & 5 together make me think of "when you're trying to do something but your partner is feeling needy." Probably Alpha Steve & Bucky with Omega Bean.

Needy had found a new definition in Steve and Bucky. The two alphas who had each other the majority of their lives had turned their neediness onto you once you’d let your walls down enough to allow them in.

It didn’t seem to matter if you were studying or reading for your own enjoyment, Steve or Bucky would try and be by your side or in your lap. Often when you would be reading or studying, one of them would lift you from whatever you were sitting on just so they could be your new bed or chair.

“Just making sure you’re comfy, Bean.” Bucky had been the last to make you use him as a chair, draping you across his lap with a smile that nearly overshadowed his horniness.

“You look cold.” Steve would sit in front of you and press his chest to your knees, his arms wrapped around your calves. “Let me warm you up.”

“Read to us, Omega Bean.” Bucky would whisper in your ear, making a small request to hear your voice as if you could produce an autonomous sensory meridian response in them.

When the three of you left campus and found an apartment, their neediness never faltered. When Steve and Bucky began playing for the NFL, it had gotten more intense since they were gone for weeks or what seemed like months on end.

They were desperate to feel you, see you, catch a fresh breath of your scent or even just hear your voice. It was a mutual need, a mutual want that had flourished and thrived like the bond that held you together.

“I just want to feel,” Steve would whisper in your ear, his hand slipping underneath your shirt to rest his hand upon your growing bump, “our pup.”

“Growing every day,” Bucky would mumble under his breath, nosing along the protrusion of you belly with his eyes glimmering with pride, “we’re gonna have babies, bean!”

And then, the pivotal moment came when your pups were born. The moment arrived where your innocent and sweet little babes were swaddled and held tightly by their daddies.

“Baby beans,” Steve exhaled shakily, tears threatening to spill over, “Buck…we’re dads.”

“I know, punk.” Bucky, just as overtaken with pride, shared in the excitement. “Our cute little baby beans, and mama bean.”

[marvel-fanfic-writer-8675]

The Teacups

Pairing: Bucky x Steve x reader

Warnings: fluff fluff fluff. Cursing, and more fluff

Summary: you take your super soldier boyfriends to Disney world orlando

Note: I got carried away, this is really long, and I’m not sorry one bit, this is for my own enjoyment, I love Disney world

It all started when your boyfriends saw a commercial for ‘the most magical place on earth.’ They came running to you, asking about what the magical place is. “Doll! Doll! Doll!” Bucky and Steve were running at you. “Woah! Where’s the fire? Everything okay?” They we’re running so fast they slammed into you, you made an audible ‘oof.’ “So……we saw a commercial and it talked about the ‘most magical place on Earth’ and it talked about that movie company that made Snow White, what is it?” Steve asked, and you realized what he was talking about. “Its a amusement park, like Coney Island but bigger, called Disney World and all their stuff is themed on the movies they make like Snow White and your favorite Buck, Lion King.” Bucky’s eyes lit up at the sound of that and he questioned about it more. “Yeah they’ve got a whole park that’s got a lot of animals, a show on the Lion King, and my favorite, a safari ride.” Steve and Bucky looked astonished, “wait, doll you’ve been there?” “Yeah it’s fun, I went a lot as a kid and a few times in college and as an adult.”

Throughout the next few weeks the boys kept researching Disney World and asking you questions, you even showed them the pictures of you at Disney. During these weeks you came up with a plan, you would surprise them for their anniversary with a trip to Disney. You started planning it, you’d planned all of the trips you took with your friends so you were sort of an expert. You planned a day at each park, and a day for the resort, you decided on the Polynesian Resort in one of their bungalows.

The days leading up to your anniversary, the guys noticed you were being slightly secretive, walking off to answer the phone, changing the password on your laptop, etc. They were getting concerned and decided to talk to you before jumping to conclusions, they thought you were cheating or something terrible at first. “Doll, is everything alright, you’ve been being different,” Bucky was the first to talk. You then responded, “yeah I’m good, nothing wrong…..” Steve was more nervous than Bucky and was already jumping to conclusions, “doll, are you…..are you cheating on us?” He asked shyly, and your face filled with worry. “No, no, loves of course not, I would never, why would you think that?” You were now hugging them tightly trying to reassure them. Both guys sighed with relief, “it’s just, you’ve been secretive and…..and changing passwords. We just got nervous and scared.” Bucky looked down a little ashamed. “Oh, loves, no, I’m just planning an anniversary gift and I can’t have you two figuring it out now can I?” You booped both of their noses and gave them a kiss. They smiled, “well now I’ve got to figure out,” Steve said teasingly.

It was now the day of your anniversary and the guys were super excited, they one, wanted to pamper you for the day, and two, wanted to know what you got them. They started the day off by cuddling and bringing you breakfast in bed. It was your favorite, and you thanked them by peppering them with kisses. They were enjoying all the attention, and cuddles. While eating breakfast, Steve’s phone rang and he grumbly answered it, “hello?” His voice was dry and irritated, the voice on the other end of the line was inaudible. “I’d like to point out we have the day off,” the voice spoke again, “you said we wouldn’t be bothered I swear, god, fine.” He turned to you and Bucky sadly, “I’m sorry doll, apparently the guy in scheduling messed up, Buck and I have to go do some form.” You softly smiled, “it’s alright love, I understood the day I met you both, your schedules were weird,” they both chuckled a sad laugh and agreed. “Hey, you can’t talk, doll, your an actress, you have an even weirder schedule.” It was true, you were currently in between movies and taking a break from them to spend more time with your boyfriends.

You decided to make them lunch and surprise them then. You made a Disney themed lunch as a ‘hint.’ They came home and immediately smelled the food, they were starving so they ran into the kitchen. “Woah! Doll this all looks amazing!” Bucky exclaimed, seeing the ratatouille, ‘the grey stuff’ and Mickey beignets. “Is this all stuff from Disney movies?” Steve questioned, connecting some dots. “That it is love,” you smiled and you all dug in.

“Now do you guys want your present? Or would you rather wait some more?” “Now please!!” Both exclaimed and you ran off to grab the presents. “Alright you have to open them at the same time, okay?” They nodded and you passed each a wrapped box. You gave them a signal and they tore into them. “OMG DOLL! Really?!?!” Bucky shouted, and with Steve they looked up at you for your answer, you were smiling ear to ear, “yes, loves, I planned us a trip to Disney!” They jumped up and swung you around, kissing you. “Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!” You explained all the plans and what you had booked. They were even more excited now; you would go to all the parks, and go to a few restaurants.

“Doll,” Bucky was shaking you awake like a five year old. Today was the day you were heading down to Disney. You decided to drive from your house in Brooklyn to Orlando, since getting Bucky through an airport metal detector would’ve been too much trouble for it’s worth. You’d called Disney and they said it would be fine. “ Don’t worry, ‘M up Buck, go help Stevie pack the car, and give me a few minutes to wake up.”

“I’m driving” Steve argued, “no I am,” Bucky protested. You had now come out to the car, “how about I drive since you two can’t decide,” you grabbed the keys and jumped into the drivers seat, ignoring both soldier’s protests. They got in the car, and you headed off. You played a Disney music playlist the whole way down, the three of you belting out the lyrics. After a few hours you switched drivers and again after another few.

Since you took turns and the two super soldiers had longer stamina you were able to drive throughout the day and make it to the hotel at 9pm. You dealt with check in while the guys took pictures of anything and everything, they were amazed, you found their amusement adorable. After checking in you got 3 room keys and you all went to the bungalow. The boys wanted to visit the gift shop, but they were closed so you promised to go the next morning. You got in without problems and immediately the guys hugged you tightly, “this is incredible doll, we love you so much, thank you.” You fell asleep the second you hit the bed you fell asleep. The guys did the same and cuddled you, their hair wet from the showers you guys took.

Day One:

You guys woke up early as normal and unlike normal Bucky bolted out of bed, him and Steve were super excited. You got out of bed at a reasonable speed and got dressed, as part of the anniversary present you’d gotten you all matching disney couple’s shirts. Theirs said ‘my meg’ and yours said ‘my Hercules’ and had arrows pointing to both sides. You first went to the gift shop and the guys bought you a Hawaiian inspired red sun dress. They bought themselves some other souvenirs. Today’s park was Magic Kingdom, you guys went and the guys were super excited about the monorail and the castle. You took lots of pictures, and rode lots of rides, you told them not to ride Splash Mountain first thing in the morning, but they did anyway, they were cold and damp the rest of the day, you were dry and warm. Bucky’s favorite was the Buzz Lightyears’ shooting range one, because he got the highest score ever and won. Steve’s was Jungle Cruise, he found the jokes hilarious, and loved the original movie. You also forced them to ride the teacups ride and their super soldier strength made it spin so fast that Steve threw up, and Bucky made a joke of how it was just like back in the day. You ate the traditional Disney popcorn and turkey legs. You had dinner at The Crystal Palace, it was delicious. You headed home after a long day, and watching the fireworks. You rode the ferry boat back, the boys love standing on the top level with you, looking at the castle all lit up, their hands each on your lower back, you holding Bucky’s other hand and your head on Steve’s shoulder. You walked the secret path home and went to your bungalow. You took showers and put on pajamas, you had one of Bucky’s shirts and the guys just wore their boxers. You fell asleep with peaceful dreams.

Day Two:

It was time for the Hollywood Studios day. The guys were excited for the Star Wars rides, you were too, you hadn’t been since they opened them so they were new to you as well. You guys loved all the rides and ate at the 50s themed diner they had there for dinner. You warned the boys that the place had rules like the 40s, no elbows on the table, eat all your veggies, etc. Bucky made the mistake of putting his elbows on the table, the servers sent him to the corner and he was embarrassed, Steve and you kept laughing non stop, it was hilarious. When the dinner was over you left and asked the guys how they liked it. “Doll, it was amazing, it reminded me of being home with my ma, her scolding me for my manners and whatnot.” Bucky’s face was full of reminiscent dreams of days past. Steve also commented with a story of Bucky getting in trouble in the 40s.

Day 3:

Today was Epcot day. You were super excited, Epcot was imagined as a futuristic world from the 60s, so it would be like the Stark Expo from the 40s. You told them about Epcot’s history and it made the guys excited, they loved Tomorrowland in Magic Kingdom so they would love this. You designed a car and rode Test Track, the guys loved it and built a car that was the fastest. It was currently the Food and Wine festival so you guys went around trying all the foods and drinks, the guys were shocked by the high prices but you explained, “it’s Disney, it’s always expensive,” They shrugged it off and you continued on your way. They loved the pavlovas at the Australian booth, you promised to make them an authentic one when you got back. You were all so full from eating all day, you fell into a ‘food coma’ when you got back like people do on thanksgiving.

Day Four:

Today was the day at the resort, you all needed a break after going all day at the parks 3 days in a row. You planned on sleeping in, cuddling, swimming and then eating at the Luau dinner show they had. “CANNON BALL!” Bucky had run and jumped into the pool that was on your deck facing out towards the lake. “Ahh! God! Buck!” You screamed as he splashed you with the water. “Incoming!” Steve then did the same as Bucky, splashing you with more water. “Stevie!” They swam over and hugged you, “Mmm, I should be sorry, but I’m not.” Steve said, and you rolled your eyes in response. You then pushed them away and started a splash war, bad idea on your part, they had super powers, you did not. You lost, no question about it. There were a few hours till dinner so you got out and dried off, “I’m gonna go get a shower and get ready for dinner, don’t be too long or else you won’t have any time.” The guys eyes widened mischievously, “and no, you cannot join me, before you even ask, that’s pay back for jumping in and getting my hair wet so I have to wash it now.” They pouted and tried to splash you but you were too far away, you just laughed.

You got ready, curling your hair, putting on the dress the guys had got for you at the gift shop, there were 30 minutes and the guys still hadn’t come in, you shook your head, ‘sometimes I wonder why we let them save the world when they can’t even be on time without my help.’ “Steven, James!” You called out from the bathroom, they had super hearing, they could hear you and you knew full well they did. “Oh shit Steve, she’s at real name level, we’re in deep shit.” “Wait, Buck, what time is it?” “Shit! 30 minutes before dinner.” They got out and quickly dried off, then ran inside. “Sorry doll, lost track of time.” Bucky tried, “yeah, real sorry sweetheart.” Steve added. You just handed them their clothes and gave them each a kiss, “I knew you would, you both are not one for time management.” “What would we do without you?” Bucky pondered, “hmmmm, be late to everything, and then the world would end,” You chuckled. They got ready very quickly and we’re almost done with 10minutes till the reservation, but it was only a 2 minute walk to the restaurant.

“Here, love I got you.” You helped Bucky tie his tie, “doll?” Steve asked shyly, you looked over to see him also struggling with the tie, so you moved over to him and tied it up, you gave him a peck on the lips like you did Bucky. They now had time to fully take in your outfit, “wow doll, you’re one able grable (40’s slang for attractive woman)” “right back atcha my casanovas(40’s slang for good looking guy)” you loved when they brought out their 40’s slang. There was one time Steve stubbed his toe and yelled out “O Lord and Butter!” It made you double over in laughter, both guys didn’t know why so you had to explain that no one uses that anymore, but you told them they better not stop, because it was adorable. You headed out to dinner and you all enjoyed it, the food was good and the show was incredible.

Day 5:

Today was the day Bucky was most excited for, the day you would visit Animal Kingdom. You guys woke up a little later since the park opened up later. Bucky was in love, he bought a lot of souvenirs to take home, like lion king stuffed animals, a shirt that said ‘I survived the yeti’ after riding the Everest roller coaster. You planned your Safari trip to be right when the animals were being fed, and the guys’ faces lighting up was worth the hour of googling the schedule. They loved seeing the lions, who were actually awake for once. They tried to convince you to ride the River Rapids ride with them, and their puppy dog eyes got you again, you were all soaked head to toe. You went back to the hotel that day, exhausted, and slightly sad, you’d be leaving the next day. In the morning you were surprising the guys by taking them to Disney Springs, the shopping center, before you left and eating lunch there, at Guy Fieri’s chicken place, he was Steve’s favorite chef on Food Network, so it was a nice surprise.

~the next day~

“Hey doll,” Bucky had started to figure out that you were driving the wrong direction, “yeah Buck?” “Why are we headed in the wrong direction?” “So there’s one more part of Disney we are heading to before we leave. Then we are heading back and staying the night in Atlanta. “Doll you’re the best, you too Buck, you both are the best things that have ever happened to me.” You smiled and pulled into the Lime parking garage to park, you luckily got a close spot and walked in. “Where to first loves?” You asked, turning to Buck and Steve as they looked at a map. “I want to do the Lego store, and wait….LOOK! There’s an Avengers store! Can we go there first….please!” You laughed and nodded, your boyfriends each took one of your hands and ran with you like they were 5 yeas old running to a bucket of candy. “Omg doll! Look at all the cool stuff they have!” Bucky was pointing out the section dedicated to him and Steve. “Woah! They have a few old war bond posters.” You left them there, while you sneakily grabbed a pair of the stuffed bears that were dressed up like your boyfriends, and bought them. “What’d ya get doll?” Steve asked, trying to peek into your shopping bag. “Doll, why’d you get these, you have the real thing right here?” He looked slightly sad at the thought of you cuddling the bears instead of him and Bucky. “For when you both go on missions or I have to go film and you can’t come with me, don’t worry love, they will never replace you.” You kissed him till he smiled and then Bucky came out with a few bags. You raised a suspicious eyebrow at him, “they aren’t all mine, half are Stevie’s, he left me to go find you.” You laughed at his defense as Steve took his bags from Bucky’s hands. After more shopping you headed towards the lunch spot and Steve was excited when he saw what it was. He kissed you on the top of the head and you ordered lunch. You headed up to Atlanta after lunch and had an amazing night there, the people were incredible. The next day you headed back to Brooklyn to your apartment and slept, because god it felt so good to be sleeping in your own bed, cuddled up with your Steve, and your Bucky.

[sinner-as-saint]

My Favorite Kind Of Night Series - COMPLETED.

Camboy!Bucky Barnes x CEO!Reader

Run-through: On Friday nights, you are punctual to your virtual meet-up with your favorite camboy over a streaming platform, for your private stream session. You’ve known him for a couple of months now. He goes by the alias of ‘Winter Soldier’ on the platform, which is perfect for the kind of man he is; brawny and drop dead gorgeous. Over the past few months, he has become your favorite kind of night. And secretly, you became his as well. You two get closer over time, and things get interesting when your real, professional lives gets intertwined.

Themes throughout the series: sex worker!bucky, smut, phone sex, fluff, language, dirty talk

My Favorite Kind Of Night: COMPLETED.

Part 1 

Part 2 

Part 3 

Part 4 

Part 5 

Part 6 

[sweetdreamsbuck]

uh bitch can i request part 2 of cherry before my p*ssy explodes

Jamie

(part 2 of Cherry)

neighbor camboy!bucky x f!reader

words: 4.1k

warnings: overstim, unprotected p in v (wrap it pls), dom!bucky, bratty reader, cursing, kitty slapping, fingering, oral (f receiving), light choking, INSATIABLE BUCKY, smut lol. let me know if i miss anything.

A/N: did not read this over. this is the first thing i've written in weeks. on my phone. be nice <3

IF YOU ARE  NOT 18+, DO NOT INTERACT WITH THIS

The way he was looking at you would make any person weak in the knees. But this was different.

You’d spent so much time staring and learning his beautiful body through your screen all without ever seeing the perfect face you’d only fantasized about. Now that you had a set of eyes– eyes that bore through every pretense of emotion you’d built surrounding every fantasy you’d ever had of your Jamie– your mind was consumed with everything and nothing.

Especially that you now knew the eyes belonged to the man you’d had a crush on for months.

“Bucky…” brushing your lips delicately across the side of his mouth, “please, I’m so sorry. But I need–” a low chuckle erupting from his plump lips blew warm air across your face, interrupting your thoughts, igniting goosebumps and nerves just from the sound.

“You think you deserve to need something?”, the dark quip fell from his lips and brushed past the top of your head, his large middle finger toying with the skin of your cheekbone as his thumb played with your bottom lip. His metal hand found a place on your hip, moving the material of your shirt up and rubbing possessive circles into the skin there. “You think I don’t know how to give you exactly what you need? Think these dumb fingers of yours could get you off better than I could? Don’t know where this disrespect is coming from.”

“S’not what I meant Buck…” the heat radiating off of his body and the glower of his eyes caused any sense of self you had to vanish. The neighbor from next door who blushed and shyly averted his eyes from yours anytime you threw him a soft smile owned the eyes of the man who took care of you through your laptop screen.

You’ve been dominated by him many nights before– by the low grovel of his intoxicating voice and the sheer size of his perfectly sculpted body– but never those damn eyes.

“Here’s what’s going to happen, Y/N. You’re going to go in your room and take these clothes off and I’m gonna spend some time getting to know my Cherry and my pretty pussy better.” He moved his hands to the back pocket of your jeans, pulling you closer to him as his lips spoke his commands against your heated flesh, making their way down the side of your jaw to the skin of your neck.

You gasped and felt his lips pull themselves into a smirk as he continued his exploration of your neck, bringing his flesh hand to trace the skin of your neck. “Such a pretty throat Cherry. Even better than I imagined.” He bites softly at the skin behind your ear and your body moves to melt around him, needing to be closer to his warmth.

You feel his movements stop and a soft smile tug at his lips. Looking up at him from under your lashes you tilt your head, waiting for him to profess whatever was singing in the front of his mind. “Can’t believe it’s you Y/N,” he smiles brightly while running his hands along the sides of your body, a faint rosy tint gracing his cheeks.

There’s the Bucky you knew. You return his giddy smile with that of your own, taking the opportunity where his softness shone through to lean in and kiss him. Your lips meet in a soft but needy embrace, his tongue immediately seeking out yours, needing to taste you. You moan into him as your arms move to his upper back, pulling him closer to your frame.

But it wasn’t enough.

Desperately moving your mouth against his and weaving your fingers through the hair at the nape of his neck and back of his head, pulling his body closer in needing to stake claim of even more of him.

His kiss was electric and all-consuming. The way his lips melted into yours– his soft groans of desperation and desire combating the severity of the situation– moving his lips restlessly against yours, longing to learn the name of every single wrinkle and line of their soft caress.

The scratch of your fingers against his scalp burns his craving more so, soft moans continue to leave in exhales as he hungrily fights to dominate the kiss. His composure is much easier to break than you would’ve thought. You smirk at this new knowledge and pull your lips back slightly, taunting him as his lips follow to chase after your own. You nudge the side of his lips with your nose and drop featherlight kisses to the dimple of his stubbled jaw.

Your teasing only frustrates him, egregiously reminding him of what got you both here in the first place. A low growl erupts from his chest as you continue to move away from his lips. A harsh hand grabs your throat causing you to stop and whimper in response. His lips crash into yours in a bruising kiss, his tongue quickly entering your mouth at the gasp you make when he applies pressure to the sides of your throat. Slowly letting his hand move to the back of your head, his lips slow their aggression and find a home peppering kisses to the outline of your lips.

“You don’t know how long I’ve needed to do that for,” he whispers against the swell of your now swollen lip. His teeth trace along the dip of your cupid’s bow as his lips follow with the most tender of kisses, trying to embed the feel of you into the deepest parts of his memory.

Panting through a soft smile while trying to catch the breath he stole from you, your hands roam softly up the length of his broad arms and chest. The contrast of the cool touch of metal with the warmth of his body is one you long to grow familiar with. His presence was all too intoxicating to just discover once.

The pads of your fingers continue tracing small patterns up his arms, goosebumps dancing along the skin of his right bicep. Bucky can’t help the smirk that grows watching you toy with the metal of his left arm, lust oozing from your mesmerized stare and touch. Your eyes have become consumed with a look he only dreams of seeing again and again. When the soft caress of your fingers finally makes its way to his scarred shoulder, he breaks out of his soft trance and smiles menacingly at you.

“You don’t know how many nights I got off thinkin’ about those fucking lips of yours around my cock. Was thinking of you whenever I had sessions. Used to pretend it was you I was saying all those filthy things to. Thinking of you gagging and choking around me ‘til you’re crying for more. I don’t want that tonight. Another time. Tonight, I’m gonna play with you– make you my good girl. You’re gonna let me do whatever I want, right Cherry?”

Your eyes widen hearing his words as they hit you straight in your center, watching them leave his saliva-clad lips, your saliva shining against the soft light of the room, taunting you into silent submission. He hardly had to do anything to you and had you wrapped around his finger. Nodding furiously up at him, his smile widens, knowing just how perfect you’ll be for him.

He moves towards you removing his belt, his gaze pushing you towards your bedroom.

“Clothes off and get on the bed.” You rush to unbutton your shirt, struggling from nerves and giving up, ripping it over your head and tossing it to the floor. Your pants quickly follow, leaving you in nothing but a thin set of blue lace.

His eyes travel up the length of your body, taking in the skin glowing against the thin deep blue. “Absolutely breathtaking,” he manages to get out, the blue of his eyes completely gone.

You feel your heart throb against your ribs, moving up to your throat, and spreading to the bundle of nerves between your wet legs as you make your way to the edge of your bed.

“Touch yourself. Wanna see you. You know, since you do what you want anyway.“ He takes a seat at your desk chair, the one you’ve spent many nights seated in losing yourself to the pleasure of his dominating tune.

“Wh-what? But you said…but you–” you hadn’t even thought about him not touching you. You had to choose yesterday of all times to finally bring your brattiness to a perfect head.

Slowly nodding at his smug and unaffected expression, you move yourself to sit more comfortably on the bed so you can remove your panties. A hard cough from Bucky causes your eyes to snap up quickly to find his.

“Uh uh, never said you could take those off. Leave ‘em on.” He watches you gulp as you pause your movements. You look at him through wide eyes and nod, tentatively moving your hand down the front of you to your clothed center. “Wanna see those fingers of yours get you off. Since you seem to like them so much.”

You open your mouth to apologize for what he was referring to from yesterday’s incident but quickly decide against it. His bold smirk told you to not even try it. You knew your apologies wouldn’t work. “Why do I have to leave these on?” you ask, unaware your voice was even trying to breakthrough as your hand slowly starts rubbing against the lace.

His smirk grows to fill his face, “Because Cherry, that’s my pussy. Only I get to touch it how you need now.” A thin whimper leaves your throat and his eyebrows move up in excitement on their own accord. “Mm you like that? Haven’t even touched you and you’re makin’ such a pretty noise.”

Your eyes flutter closed at the thought of him finally touching you and the idea of it is enough to encourage the movement of your hand against your clothed clit. You feel your slick growing between your folds and spilling onto the fabric rubbing against your fingertips.

The lace is rough against your aching center, an uncomfortable reminder of the growing throb of your heartbeat evident against each rub of your fingers. The crescendo in pleasure growing the more you think of the rough callous of Bucky’s fingers instead of the lace– the feel of his scruff against your puffy folds and thighs– a delicious burn much more intimate than your frail fingers against the thin veil of lace.

Your hips start moving to meet the pressure of your thin fingers better, the angle and lace not helping your growing need at all. You bring your other hand up to play with your hardened nipples through the fabric of your bra. A content hum leaves your lips through your quickly growing exhales. Not nearly enough relief, but the itch from the lace of the constricting fabric on your chest now soothed a bit.

“Oh, Jamie, more. Please, more,” you breathe out, your eyes closed and words tumbling off your tongue from muscle memory like it does every time you play with yourself.

A high-pitched moan enters the air– but it doesn’t come from your lips.

Opening your eyes, you are met with the sight of Bucky with his boxers around his ankles, angry and leaking cock slowly being stroked by his metal fist. His eyes are intensely watching your every move, unwavering so as not to miss a single second of you. His chest is quickly heaving up and down, air coming through his parted lips just as fast as it was going. “Please– call me that again. N-need to hear it again.”

You smirk softly and trail your hand all the way up from between your legs to your mouth. Licking at the wet digits, you bring your pointer and middle finger together and close your lips around them. Never leaving his heated eyes, you slowly move them in and out, hollowing your cheeks and moaning around them. As they leave your mouth with a lewd pop, “Oh Jamie, your pussy tastes so good. Wish it was your cock.”

Bringing your hands back down to your wet folds, you push your panties to the side and collect some more of your slick. “Wanna taste Jamie? Wanna feel how wet you make me?”

He whines and his eyes flutter closed, fighting to keep his composure. He didn’t think he’d have to but you were just too perfect. “Fuck, Y/N. Take your bra off and lay down against your pillows.”

You chuckle and do as he says, turning away from him so he can only see your back as you throw your bra behind you. Wiggling your ass a bit, you roll to your back and keep your hands on the tops of your breasts, blocking them from his sight. “Stop playing with me Y/N. Not tonight– or I’ll make sure you don’t cum.”

You remove the hand from your right boob and blow him a kiss. He quickly catches your wrist and pins it above your head, bringing his metal arm to your other hand, moving it to join the other one in his tight grip. He smiles softly at you before trailing his metal hand down to between your legs, wasting no time in sliding a finger under the fabric and sliding it through your folds.

The cool metal felt incredible against the heat of your center and your hips instinctively moved towards his hand, a soft whine falling from your lips. “So responsive Cherry. So good for me.” He brings the metal digit to his lips and immediately moans at the taste, the grip of his flesh hand loosening around your wrists as he becomes overwhelmed by your taste. “Fuck you’re incredible.”

His lips find yours in a heated moment of desperation, clinging to you as his metal fingers find their way back down your body, ripping your panties from your body. “Bucky!” your exclamation swallowed by his hungry mouth, tongue massaging against yours in a way you’ve only ever felt with Bucky.

“Saving these forever, just so you know,” he winks at you and twists them around his wrist. His metal hand teases at the skin of your thighs, causing your legs to squirm under him and your hips to chase after his arm. He chuckles and brushes his nose against the side of your face, eyes locked on yours as he slowly moves a finger through your folds, circling around your sensitive clit with each stroke. “This is gonna be so much fun for me, baby. Stay still like a good girl.”

A cool finger enters you without warning and your eyes flutter closed at the intrusion. His finger already picking up pace, twisting and curling inside of you as he watches you intently, learning exactly what you like. He adds another finger once he finds the spot that makes your breathing stutter and you swear you’ve never felt something more wonderful before. “Jamie holy shit more, please, feels incredible!”

He bites along the span of your jaw and twists his fingers in you so that the bottom of his palm is rubbing against your clit. The pressure from his movement and the speed of his quickening thrusts has you seeing stars, the heat in the muscles of your belly clenching tight as you feel your high approaching. He drops his lips to your neck, leaving marks along any skin he can reach. “Come on baby, need to see you cum on my hand.”

He adds a third finger and manages to speed his movements further, the tight band in your stomach snapping and releasing from you in a high-pitched cry.

His movements don’t let up, however. He’s mesmerized by the look on your face as you let go for him– too enraptured with the way your body moved closer to his hand as the sensation took over. His flesh hand releases your wrists and you bring your arms to his back, raking your nails along every inch of skin you feel as his hand continues thrusting in and out of you.

His eyes grow transfixed on the way you open around his fingers, clenching tightly around him almost so he never leaves. He brings his hand down to your clit and slaps it, looking to see how your body reacts. Your hips jerk up towards him and you cry out, the pleasured pain causing you to clench tightly around him. He does it again and your eyes roll to the back of your head as his fingers curl towards a new spot causing you to whimper.

“Bucky, I’m gonna cum again baby, please!” you cry out as he continues thrusting, twisting his wrist so he can piston the three metal fingers in and out with no resistance. He brings his hand to rub at your clit and bites along your collarbone. The muscles of your legs start to twitch and he moves his knuckles to hammer at your sensitive nub.

“Let go Y/N, let me have another one.”

You moan into the side of his neck as your orgasm takes over. He slows his fingers but keeps rubbing at your clit, working you through the pleasure of your second high. Muffled praises leave your lips in only his name, echoing in the soft space between your lips and the skin of his neck.

Your breathing continues to stutter unevenly as he continues slowly rubbing at your clit, the sensitive nerves exploding tiny bouts of pleasure throughout your whole body not leaving you time to come down from your high. “Jamie, no more. Need your cock, please.”

He groans and catches the side of your lips in a quick kiss, your hand reaching for his throbbing member. He sighs as your thumb runs over his slit, spreading the precum pooling there around his sensitive tip. You move his head to rest near your folds, collecting your slick to coat him with. He groans as your hand works your cum around him, causing a shudder to erupt along the muscles of his back.

You trail your lips down his neck and twist your hand up and down him slowly, creating a steady rhythm that has his eyes closing shut at the feeling. Each time you reach his base, you apply a bit more pressure, causing soft whimpers to fall from his parted lips. “Feels so good Y/N, shit stop– please. Please feels too good baby.”

You mutter a quick apology and line him up with your entrance. He chuckles softly through his uneven breaths and slides in, causing you both to moan out. He’s larger than you’ve ever had but the stretch burns deliciously, causing you to move your legs to circle around his waist, pulling him the rest of the way in you. He whines out as his balls reach the back of your ass, sitting so deep inside of you he never wants to leave.

“Fuck Y/N, so tight! God, even better than I imagined.” He quickly pulls out and slams back in, setting an already quick pace that has you holding on to his shoulders for dear life.

Your mind knows you’re already close to another orgasm but your body can’t seem to care, not when he feels this good. You whine and move your hands all over the skin of his back, needing to feel him closer than he already was deep inside of you. He brings one of your legs higher up around him, causing the new angle to move him deeper, hitting a spot that has you crying and approaching another high. “Fuckfuckfuck that’s it Jamie, don’t stop!”

“That’s my good girl, come on soak me baby, need it so bad.” You whimper at his hushed praises and the sensitivity but your pussy can’t seem to let him leave. “Fuck baby, been dreaming of the sounds you’d make for me. Squeezin’ me so tight shit! G-god I need… I just need to–” He drops your leg from his waist and stops his thrusts causing you to whine at the sudden loss, looking you dead in the eyes.

“I’m so sorry, but I need to taste you right now.” He pulls out of you and quickly makes his way to your leaking pussy, moaning at the sight waiting for him. “You're so fucking divine,” is the last thing you hear before he attaches himself to your aching center, moaning around you, claiming you fully like no one has before.

He ate you out like it was the most wanted gift someone could give him, slurping and sucking every inch of you, nuzzling his face deeper between your puffy folds. His tongue diving in and out of your quivering center, squeezing around the thick muscle of his tongue with each piston. He licked a long strip from your entrance to your clit watching as your hips jumped for him and did it again and again and again until he had to force his weight to hold you down.

Moving his arms around your thighs, he spread you further and attached his lips around your swollen clit. You screamed at the feel and tried to get away but his strong grasp was no match for you. Needing to feel you climax around him but torn between needing to tell you how good you were, he started mumbling incoherent phrases around your sensitive nub as he brought his fingers to your entrance.

Needing to really feel you this time, he pushed three of his flesh fingers into you causing you to scream wantonly as your walls clamped tightly around him.

“I got you baby shh, I know. Doing so good for me, taste fucking incredible,” he mumbles into your clit, sucking a few more strong pulses and causing the band in your stomach to snap as you let go for him. Your slick coats his face and he can’t seem to lick up everything you gave to him quickly enough. Tears leave the corners of your eyes as he works his tongue swiftly through your folds, needing to lick you clean. “Sorry baby, almost done. Just can’t waste any of this,” he says in between his ministrations.

“Alright, one more baby, know you can do that for me. Just lay there, I’ll take care of you Cherry, don’t worry.” He pulls your legs over his shoulders and slams in, not bothering to grow used to the stretch. Your body feels numb from the pleasure, completely wrecked and laying like putty in his hands. You swear you’ve never felt so full in your life. “You’ve no idea how good you feel– god you’re so perfect.”

Your brain completely fogged over, no thoughts in your head except how perfect he feels, how good he makes you feel. You try and tell him how good he feels– how much you want him to keep going– but it all jumbles together in a string of strangled cries.

He coos tauntingly at you as his lips kiss away to tears leaving your eyes. Bringing his hand down to your clit, he rubs at you feverishly, needing you to cum one more time for him. “Aw baby, you okay– you’re cryin’? ‘Cause I’m stuffin’ you so good, huh? Not my fault you feel fuckin’ incredible, can’t help myself. I’ll make you feel good, Cherry. Just one more for me.”

One last kiss to your pulse is all it takes for you to orgasm one last time, the hard sound of thumping fills your ears and it feels like you could pass out from the static overtaking your body as he continues to thrust into you, chasing his own high. A few more hard snaps of his hips are all it takes before your walls clamp down so tightly he can’t even think of leaving. Moaning out strings of praises of how perfect you are, he spills hot ropes of cum into you until you’re dripping around him.

He falls on top of you, both of your harsh breathing filling the air as his head finds comfort in the warmth of your chest. He listens to your heart come back to a steady pace as he traces soft shapes into the skin of your sides.

Peppering kisses into your sternum, he waits until your arms move to his back to pull out of you and you both hiss at the loss.

“Y/N?”

“Yeah, Buck?” he brings a hand to your cheek, smoothing his thumb over the smooth skin.

“I think you’ve ruined me. I’m already thinking of fucking your pussy tomorrow morning.”

[haravath0t]

Rose, imagine beefy cam!boy Bucky walking in on his roommate who oh I don’t know also happens to be a cam!girl (it’s how they became roommates). She’s in his red Henley YOU KNOW THE ONE and doja cat ‘woman’ is playing in the back how’s my beefy daddy gonna react???

Your Woman

A/N: first off, I should thank YOU @world-of-aus for not only beta reading, but for literally carrying me in terms of smut because I already know without you beta reading and editing this would have gone much shittier LOL literally this wouldn't even END if it weren't for you! And I ought to thank you for always getting over this wall of insecurities for writing but alas, it’s no longer a surprise to you, but I hope you and whoever reads on this is all nice and hot after reading 🙈

Pairing: cam!boy Bucky x cam!girl reader

Word Count: 2.7K

Warning(s): MINORS DNI!, fingering, thigh riding, use of pet names, subtle dom/sub undertones, implication of smut

It's a Sunday evening and you're gathering the pile of clothes that Bucky had folded for you and left on the dryer the night before while he did laundry. It was no new occurrence that one of you would take over the other's chores while the other was doing live streams or recordings.

In preparation for today’s live stream you were putting away your freshly washed pairs of lingeries, shirts, and -

Oh…

A maroon henley that you knew right off the bat belonged to your roommate sits at the bottom of your hamper. You reach for the cotton material, it must have been thrown in by accident. Grabbing the folded piece of clothing you turn on your heel intent on dropping it off in Bucky’s room, though you halt mid stride as you realize the time of day, Bucky was doing a livestream. You cradled the maroon long sleeve to your chest, catching the woodsy smell of his cologne that still lingered behind the scents of the softener. You took a quiet step back away from his door, turning on your heel as you made your way to your room, a new idea for your livestream having come to mind.

You stride into your room, the door falling closed behind you as you move over to your bed a smirk tugging at your lips as you lay the henley down next to the matching lingerie set you had laid down for this evening's livestream. Discarding your night robe, you slip on the lingerie set you had laid out fixing the delicate pieces over your skin, your fingers then reaching for the larger piece of clothing to conceal the secret set.

Upon finding the maroon material in your belongings you had decided that this would be on time with your milestone to tease your beloved roommate, and what better way to finally push the boundaries. See, having lived with Bucky as long as you had, you’d have to have been blind not to notice the burly blue eyed brunette that took over your spare room, and he would have to have been blind not to notice you, and he had, he did. The tension between you two was undeniable to those who knew you both in real life, and the two of you weren’t clueless to the other's attraction either, but the real competition remained: who would give in and crack first. Of course there were temptations out in the real world, but both of your followers were evidently making matters much harder for both parties.

“Are you ever going to collaborate with the Winter Soldier?”

A fan would ask.

“A collab with the Soldier sounds so cool!”

Another would add.

“Seeing Bunny with the Winter Soldier would be something I’d pay to see.”

A lazy, blissed out smile would tug at your lips as you read over the responses of the few subscribers that loitered in your comments after the most anticipated part of the live stream had ended “We’ll see,” you’d respond, “I’m not sure what the Soldier would think about it, but you should ask him!”

Bucky’s followers seemed to be going through the same predicament, always asking only to be met with Bucky answering something similar, “Why don’t we ask Bunny and see what she says?” It had been months yet no one dared to make a move, until today.

The camera had been set by now, your phone connected to the bluetooth speaker as the sound of Doja Cat’s “Woman” filled the quiet of your room. You reached over starting the livestream waiting for the video to load. You set yourself up against the headboard of your bed smiling coyly as you toy with the hem of the henley, waiting.

“Hello, bunnies,” you coo as your image pops on screen, a flood of subscribers popping up on the side of the cam site’s dash. You always liked to take the first few minutes of your live stream to thank your viewers as they commented their congratulations towards your newest milestone. “Oh come on now, it wouldn’t have been possible without all of you, I really can’t thank you enough,” you start, fingers lightly tracing up your thighs, barely peeking from the sleeves of the henley. “You all have always been so good to me since I started this page, I figured you guys could tell me what you’d like, you know, as a little thank you for helping me reach my goal.” You shift positions then as you poise yourself on your knees, hips gyrating along to the beat of Doja’s song as your eyes flit to the comments.

Unlike you, in the other room Bucky has just finished his pre-recorded video, his phone vibrating with a notification on his secret account that you had started a live stream. He clicks to join, plopping the phone down as he adjusts his sweats, he should have never pulled them up with the sight he’s greeted by.

He watches entranced as you gyrate your hips to the slightly boosted bass coming from the speaker of your bluetooth that he knows sits by your bed. He’s also met with the sound of coins dropping into your account, the thousands of followers praising you as you put on a small show before you give them the main act. Bucky immediately realizes it was truly a mistake to have put his sweats on.

“You know I think I’m gonna have this on for a while, it does something to me,” he hears you purr. Your eyes flit down to the comments, “Show us what it does to you,” you read, a teeth biting grin pulls at your lips, “mmm, i’d bet you’d like to see what it does to me,” he hears you breathe, watching as you lean back onto your hands, back arched slightly. The movement causes the henley to hike up a tad, exposing the lacy maroon panties underneath.

“Fuck,” Bucky breathes, jaw going slack at the sight of you in his clothes. It’s like you knew what fantasies he had imagined in his head late at night when his fist was wrapped around his cock, only now you were manifesting them into reality.

“Do you like what I’m wearing?” you question, fingers gripping at the fabric of the henley to pull it upwards, exposing more of your torso. “It is similar to the soldier’s henley, isn’t it,” you moan, hand having slipped under the cloth and under the lace of your bra to tease your nipples. “Fuck,” you chuckle breathlessly, “you all are so very needy for the soldier and I, aren’t you bunnies?” A sly smile now kisses your lips. “Mm, maybe if we reach a certain tip, we can figure something out, how does that sound,” you suggest, lips grinning at the sound of more coins dropping into your account. “Oh my bunnies are so kind to me,” you praise, a hand trailing down from your breasts, to the edges of your lace underwear.

“Should I give you a treat,” he hears you ask, deft fingers fiddling with your panties as you roll your hips into the palm of your hand, squeezing the supple flesh of your pussy. It’s embarrassing how hard he is, he tells himself not to give in when he watches your fingers slip underneath the tiny piece of fabric and meet your wet folds, a wanton moan slipping past your lips as your rub at your clit. A part of him wonders how you’d act when his bigger ones do the favor instead. “M’so wet, fuck i wish you were here bunnies, want you to touch this pretty little pussy for me, m’so lonley,” His eyes fall shut when he hears this; he’s already memorized the way your back arches when you chase your high, and he wants to be the one to give it to you. The sounds of coins meet his ears as your honeyed sounds grow louder and louder as you meet your peak. “F-fuck” he hears you squeal, “keep them coming bunnies, c’mon give me one more please, wanna come all over your fingers, give me one more!”

More coins drop, he’s sure it’s by the thousands because suddenly an alarm is going off confetti falling over the comments, “Oh my god,” you laugh breathlessly, “you guys did it, you passed the goal for the soldier, I suppose it wouldn’t hurt to ask, what do you think, soldier?”

Bucky couldn’t resist anymore, he had been doing so well, doing so well in reeling you to admit your feelings. So many live streams pleasing himself to the thought of you, so many nights where the slightest things you did sent him reeling. So many instances of him seeing your teasing smiles and your doe eyes paired with your light touches. So many instances where he wished it was him. Now, he watches as a piece of him is on you as you get yourself off. He knows damn well that you’re also imagining the same thing he is. He knows he’s reached his limit. He also knows you’ve also reached yours.

His phone is all but discarded as he slips off his bed pulling open his door as he makes his way to your slightly cracked one, he pushes it open.

“Ask what, Bunny,” your head is snapping to the side, eyes wide as you look at your roommate, the soldier.

“I-” you look at the screen where the comments are now spammed with;

“Is that who I think it is?!”

“No way, is that the soldier?!”

More coins fall into your account, the goal now surpassed by thousands.

A groan bubbles in his chest at the sight of you; your lips parted slightly, body barely covered by the maroon colored henley.

“Come on, sweet girl, don’t get shy on me now,” he coos, smirk growing along with his confidence at the sight of your legs squeezing together subtly. He pushes his way into your room then closes the distance between the two of you, his muscular torso evident and his sweats down to his hips displayed off the screen but very clearly to you. “Tell me what your bunnies have asked,” he smirks, index finger, tilting your head up at him.

“They asked for us to collaborate,” you respond, the nearly arrogant persona that you bring alive for your livestream almost gone due to the shock of the situation. Bucky’s smirk grows, he had never seen you like this, so submissive and ready for him.

“Oh,” he questions, you find yourself nodding dumbly.

“Tell you what,” he starts, head dipping to get him level with you, “I think it's time you and I put a stop to this, no more games, no more teasing”, he murmurs, finger dropping from your chin to trail down the expanse of your neck, your chest, till he’s cupping the wet heat of your pussy. His eyes find yours, “We give the fans what they want tonight, what we’ve both been wanting for a while now.” You swallow the lump in your throat, nodding quietly, want and need evident in your eyes as you watch him.

“C’mere,” he murmurs, offering you a hand to pull you from the bed, you go willingly as you let him pull you up. Bucky switches your position, his body taking the spot you were once in, you raise a brow in question. “What,” he smirks, “this is going to be as much of a show for me as it’s going to be for our fans, now c’mere.”

You're taking his hand again, letting him guide you over his lap, though he stops you before you can fully straddle him, “Just the one,” he murmurs, wedging your other leg between his open thighs.

“You’ve been an awful tease, you know, parading around in my shirt like this I know you knew what you were doing,” he murmurs, giving you a knowing look tugging your now soaked panties to the side. “You gonna dance for me, Bunny,” he questions, tongue running over his bottom lip as he watches your flustered self slowly piece together what he asked of you. “Would you like a reminder,” he questions, leaving you no room to speak as his bigger hands take a hold of your waist, guiding your hips as he rolls you up against his thigh.

Your lips part in surprise, your clit catching on the cotton material of his gray joggers. It felt like a dream - there was no way this was happening, Bucky wasn’t actually in your room was he? The soft ping of comments and coins slowly disappeared into the background noise as your eyes locked with icy blues. Bucky hums beneath his breath as he flexes his thigh, eyes glistening when he hears the delicate but sweet noise that leaves your lips. It took all of you not to moan out his real name, “F-fuck,” you whine instead when he presses his thigh into your semi clothed core.

“You like that don’t you, been cravin’ my touch for so long,” he chuckles, hand slipping under the Henley and up your bare skin until it stops at the lacy material that covers your breasts. “C’mon sweetheart show me how well you dance,” he purrs, “Put on a show for them, for me.”

“Oh you’d love that wouldn’t you,” you moan, hips now gyrating with renewed confidence onto his thigh as praises continue to leave Bucky’s lips.

“Of course I would,” he groans, his skillful hands fondling your breasts from underneath, catching as your eyes flutter shut as you get lost in his touch, lost in trying to chase your second high for the live. He didn’t realize how much doing such intimate acts to you underneath his clothes appealed to him until today. “Show me how badly you wanna cum, wanna see my sweatpants soaked by your slick, Bunny.” Bucky can tell your high was quickly approaching the more you were praised by him, your once rhythmic rolls now becoming more sporadic as his hands guided you down onto his lap.

“M’so close,” you gasp, head falling back in pleasure, “Soldat please.” Bucky was in awe with just how fucked out you were for him; closed eyes, furrowed brows, lips parted while beautiful sounds left the lovely pair. Bucky was already entranced with you on screen, but with you up close? He felt like he was in paradise.

Something in him, despite loving the current state you were in, caused his hands to leave your nipples, gently cupping your face to have your hooded eyes meet his. “So so pretty for me,” he praises, “waited so long to have you like this for me, you like being like this for me bunny, like getting yourself off on me?”

God yes, you think, as you continue to grind your pussy into the muscle of his thigh, “You gonna cum for me bunny, gonna get me all wet with your juices, leave something behind for me to show your fans?”

You’re preening in pleasure as the coil tightens, your body falling onto his for support, your hands finding the back of his head as you bring him closer to you, “Kiss me,” you breathe, “kiss me please.”

His lips crash into yours, tongue delving past your lips as the coil breaks, your letting out a low moan of pleasure, as your orgasm all but blindsides you, your hips faltering as it consumes you.

“Fuck just like that bunny girl,” he groans into your lips, hands squeezing your hips urging you on, “Keep going, give me all of it, come on baby.”

You're whining low in your throat, “please,” you breathe, “B…B… please.”

He’s not sure what you're asking, but he knows what he wants, and if the cock throbbing in his joggers is any indication of what he wants, he’s going to take it.

He flips the two of you then, bodies falling sideways as he looms over you, he reaches blindly for your laptop, closing the device altogether, “Bucky!”

A smirk pulls at the corner of his mouth as he brings his head closer to you, a warm breath hitting your face as he speaks, “This next part of the show is for me and me only, Bunny.”

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[anemptypuddingcup]

Sabo + edging

Reader decides to tease Sabo a bit too much, Sabo gives the reader a reason they shouldn’t tease him so harshly.

If you do write this, please and thank you

Yes. Absolutely.

Sabo & Edging.

“Sabooooo~” You hover over Sabo’s shoulder, trying your best to pester him while he sat there with his eyes glued to the newspaper. “Saboooo~” You slowly slide yourself onto Sabo’s lap before wrapping your arms around his neck. “Angel- Angel! I’m trying to read, can you wait for just a few more minutes?” He asks, looking to you.

You wiggle your ass against his groin area, causing him to let out a soft little mewl. “Mh~ A-ANGEL!” He whines, staring at you with a raised brow. You giggle before pressing a kiss to his neck, making him tremble as he tried his best to keep his composure. “Angel please- not right now. It’s too early for all of this-“ He huffs, pouting at you. You smile before grinding against him one again, making his face twirl up in pleasure.

“Angel. I’m not gonna tell you again. Stop it.” He threatens you. You chuckle a little bit, taking his threat very lightly as you move in closer to him. “Aw Sabooo~ You’re no fun~” You pout, a little giggle leaving you. Sabo glares at you and lets out a heavy sigh. “Get up.” He says, his eyes looking deep into yours. Your face turns pale from his sudden change of tone and you hesitate.

“Huh?-“

“I said get up.”

You reluctantly get off of his lap, your hips slowly being lifted off of his before he slams your body against the table, a heavy groan leaving him once he does. “A-Ah!- Sabo!” You yell out, a bit shocked by his sudden movements. “I told you to stop but you didn’t. Now you’re gonna get it~” He teases you, a heavy exhale leaving him followed by a laugh.

***

“S-Saboo~ Sabo m’s-sorryyyy~” A moan leave your lips as you gripped the edge of the table, a satisfying sigh leaving your lips as Sabo angrily thrusts into your aching hole. The newspaper was on the floor beside Sabo’s feet. “A bit too late for that princess~” He sighs, his gloved hands hold on to your hips for dear life. Your moans began to grow louder as you felt your orgasm beginning to rush in.

“Ah! A-AH! S-SABO~” You bit your bottom lip tightly as you felt yourself ready to burst. A sudden stop of his hips throws you off guard and you whine out loudly as you feel him pull out of you. “S-Sabo!” You call out to him as you turn your head over to him. A little chuckle leaves Sabo as he stares at you hunched over the table. “Sorry sweetie, I have stuff I need to do~” He says, his hands pulling your jeans and panties up for you. How sweet of him indeed.

You pout but he just pats your head before giving you a dark glare. “Next time you tease me like that I won’t be so nice, alright Angel?~” He says before smiling. You pout heavily to him but can’t help to be mad at him. “C-Can you finish when you get back…?” You asked, your cunt throbbing and aching for him to get back inside of you.

He presses a kiss to your temple as he pulls you up from the table. “Of course sweetheart.”

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Embers

[Image by Eiichiro Oda]

Rating: +18, you have been warned. If you are a minor, leave now.

Word count: 4,385

Type: Smut

Characters: reader (AFAB), Sabo, Portgas D. Ace, Luffy, Garp, Eustass Kid (mentioned), Crocodile (mentioned), Marco (mentioned)

Trigger warnings/content: Sex, first time, some talk of gay sex, swearing, babygirl nickname

Notes: Sabo, Ace and Luffy are not actual related brothers, but they are super close friends. Garp is essentially a guardian of these three. Crocodile is an antagonist in ONE PIECE, and Marco is actually a crewmember of Ace's. Thought it would be interesting to put some familiar names in the anime into here. Eustass Kid is just another pirate in ONE PIECE. Just another detail. Sorry its so long!

The rustling of trees, the cracked open window letting in the night breeze, the young blond man climbed down finally as his toes touched the cracked pavement. His scar over his right eye couldn't cover his twinkling happy eyes. Tight black washed out skinny jeans with a hole over his right knee, with his ankle high combat boots to offset his loose white t-shirt. There was something so tantalizing at the sight of such a rebellious boy, waving outside the window. Small droplets of rain starting to fall and make his labrador hair cling to his cheeks. He was the cute one, of course, though it was a secret from one of his brothers, the other brother knew. Waving at the cute figure in the window, he knew that this worked. His charm is what he read in novels, and this was the only time he put this little show on. She waved back, which made him grin ear-to-ear, as he felt the cold drops fall on his hot cheeks. Keeping eye contact as he started to run in the rain, right where he needed to go. The sight of the female in the window disappeared behind a tree he ran past, as the sky turned a dark ash, rain pouring above from the sky. There was a slight buzz coming from his pocket; a new message most likely. Whisking out his small phone, and letting the blue light hit his eyes, he saw the simple message. 

[5:48PM Come back, I miss you already.]

Zig-zagging through the nearest park to reach a huge tree that had a rope hanging off a branch, and above that, a tree house with a small emanating orange glow. That could only mean one thing, someone was already at the hideout. The blond grasped the rope, trying to get a tight grip, as someone above must have heard his footsteps approach, opening the hatch on the floor of the tree house to pull him in.

“Hey yo Sabo!” The brother with a loose tank chuckled, raising his eyebrow. Sabo crawled up and closed the hatch, placing the small rug on top of it so no one would trip over the hinges. Wrinkling his nose and leaning back against a small box, as Sabo started to peel off his shirt to wring it out the window. “Dude, so did you finally get to fuck her or something? I’ve been waiting here, ya know?” Shaking his head, the scar on his face shined a little bit brighter, as if it was doing all the talking.

“Ace, you can’t just ask something like that,” Sabo shook his head to get as much of the water droplets off his locks. “Besides, we only got to step one,” smirking from ear-to-ear, his ears turning a slight pink as it peeked out from the yellow wet strands. “I’m not like you that goes to phase, what, eight and just goes straight into fucking.” Ace merely put his hands up in the air to shrug, defeated almost by the truth.

“Hey man, sorry that I got game. Besides, I know how she is. A tender soft ember really,” Ace cocking his neck back and forth to stretch out his neck muscles. “I have no idea how to woo a lady, honestly,” reaching behind him to grab the pillow he was leaning on to nearly throw at Sabo. Sabo reached to grab a pillow near him, defending himself, only for Ace to grasp the pillow and hug it into his lithe. “So, what happened? Unless you did fuck after god knows how many months of you dating, then good-”

“We didn’t!” Throwing the pillow straight towards his slightly younger brother’s face. There was only a chuckle muffled by a pillow. Sabo didn’t want to acknowledge Ace’s game, especially with how frequent Ace goes on one-night-stands. College was over for both of them, and it was just summer time as they kind of caused mischief all around the city. “What’s it to you anyway? You aren’t interested in women.”

“You know me too well!” The freckled boy sat up straight smiling. “That’s because I fucked him, and still had enough time to come here and wait for your slow ass.” It was kind of ridiculous how many men Ace roped in though. His smile was charming, and it made anyone swoon for him. The main perk, however, was his body that even he was envious of. Sun-kissed skin from the Gods, abs that pulsed when he breathed, his shoulders and collar decorated in small galaxies of freckles, with his fine raven locks flowing behind him when he rode the waves on his surfboard. “My date went well, of course, he had to beg me to let him enter me. I am just too good bro. Can’t complain about that Crocodile.” Sabo pouted as he took off each boot and placed it beside him. There was no way that such a wild-cannon of a man was capable of getting this many dates. 

“I bet you any money you paid him to have sex with you,” trying to rile up the fire child himself. Ace nearly stood up, cracking his knuckles.

“Oh you wanna bet on that scar face?” Sabo quickly grabbed his metal pipe that was leaned up against the table as he stood ready. 

“Oi! What are you guys talking about?” Both their heads turn to see their youngest brother, his shit-eating grin with his little straw hat staying right near the back of his neck, as the small string kept it anchored around his neck, his red little vest hugging his small frame with his navy blue shorts soaked from the rain. “Fight? Are we fighting now?” Sabo and Ace blinked, looking at each other, then at the young boy in the window.

“Luffy?!” Both of them nearly screamed as the youngest flopped into the tree house. His sandals slipped off his feet as he laughed on the floor. “How did you even get up here?” Ace pointed, as he stood over the rug. The boy in red chuckled his typical joyous laugh and lied on the floor.

“I climbed!”

“With what?”

“My arms!” The older two brothers sigh, but it was nothing too surprising. If Sabo thought Ace was the most loose-cannon, Luffy, the youngest, was definitely the most reckless and unpredictable. Always the one getting them in trouble with their guardian, Garp, was always the way of life with Luffy.

“Of fucking course, you did, buddy,” Ace smiled then plopped right back on the floor. “How did summer school go today?” The smiles disappeared immediately, replaced with an angry frown. Sabo already knew what was coming but wanted to hear the normal lore of summer school anyway.

“Ah! Fuck school! It’s so damn boring!” Kicking his legs around to emphasize his frustration. Ace only could laugh, trying not to laugh at the youngest’s pain but it was the same issue everyday.

“Wow, that’s new. No fight-”

“But, I fought with Eustass again. Freaking picking on me and shit, whooped his damn ass that loser” pouting towards the end. There was a groan from the fireboy, shaking his head in disbelief.

“Again Luffy? You know Garp is going to beat your ass when he finds out,” his hand covering his face in secondhand embarrassment. They all knew what was going to happen if Garp were to find out how rebellious the young teens were being at this point in life. Sabo was always doing fine on his tests, and he studied well. There were just some rules that were just straight up stupid. Such as chewing gum in school, or playing cards, or heck, wearing his hat; that may or may not obscure everyone’s view of the blackboard in the front of the class. So of course he is going to draw some questionable things on each and every blackboard, something funny that the teachers don’t approve of. He was called the “Revolutionary Army” for a reason. Then there was Ace, who nearly got away with everything he did, well, nearly. Never studying, skipping class, putting his boots up on his desk as the teacher scolds him to put his feet down. Of course, he didn’t care, because even after class, he would have some other guy being bent over the same desk, letting him teach the lesson on that table. He relished in that thought, so of course it was his desk. Then there was Luffy, the one that just struggled to understand his lessons, and that school is not where you fight. Even his friends would let him know.

“Gah! Who cares! I am done with summer school. I wanna hang out with you guys before college starts for you all!” Ace smiled in approval, encouraging his little brother’s behavior of ditching. Sabo would be lying if he was going to say he didn’t approve of his sibling’s actions, but then again, he was no better. “So what are you talking about?”

“Men”

“Women”

Luffy stared at the both of them, confused. “Huh? That you wanna fight? Cause these fists are rated E for everyone!”

“No bruv, we mean for fuck-” Ace stopped short as Sabo interupted Ace from potentially furthering the rebelliousness of Luffy. 

“What he means is someone you love,” Sabo glaring at Ace. Luffy was still three years younger than the two of them; Sabo only being 3 months older than Ace and always holding it above him during small banters, he still wanted Ace to at least be a pure boy. Afterall, his so-called “Strawhat Crew” already had a pervert or two…or more so they could tell him when he was ready. “But I just am not getting anywhere with this person,” the blond rolled his eyes. The process was so slow. The perfect gal in his eyes. Of course he only kissed her forehead when he snuck into her apartment and gave her his number on a small post-it note. He thought she was much more wild, as this girl was much more talkative from what it seemed at school; or maybe it's because she was with friends. Regardless, he was infatuated. She always stood up in math class to do math in a different way than what the teachers taught. Always going to the extreme end in class to prove that there are multiple ways of doing things, leaving the teachers flustered and scolding her to “do it our way, because that is what the whole lesson is asking for.”

“Ace, you have a lover?” Luffy scratched his head. “Is that why you always smell so nice every time you leave that hug from those guys you try to bring to the house.”

“You WHAT?!” Grabbing his pipe again, there was no way Ace was trying to bring his little toys here, it was a sacred ground.

“Woah woah woah, easy there. He means our house, not our small getaway up here,” Ace putting his hands up to signal he was unarmed, innocent, and definitely telling the truth. “B-besides Luffy, those are just a one-time friend that I might bring around. Maybe twice, so don’t worry bruv.” The smallest pondered and just smiled, winking at Ace and giving him a thumbs up.

“Oh! I see! So THAT is why in your room you two were hugging against the wall and you were saying his name. Close friends!” There was no freaking way, Ace left his damn door unlocked, again. The first time was when he, himself, walked in on his older tutor, Marco just ramming into Ace on the bed. Feral, moaning and groaning. All Sabo wanted to do was beat both of them up, but Ace pleaded and begged not for his brother to rat him out to Garp. Which is when Sabo confirmed Ace was not straight, despite all the small jokes that Ace would just drop randomly around him. Now, it was poor Luffy seeing god-knows-who screwing around in the forbidden love chamber.

“A.C.E-” Ace was sweating now, shaking a little as his smile trembled as he tried to talk, well, straight.

“Listen! Technically, Luffy has the key to my room so it’s not really my fault, ya know?” He was right though, if he locked his door, then of course if Luffy unlocked it to ask for something, he wouldn’t make a peep if he saw his brother preoccupied. Luffy knows firsthand that any friend that needs a small hug or bonding needs some space. “Anyway,” Ace’s freckles moved as he coughed to clear the air. “I think you should go back there tonight. I saw the look on her face when-”

“You are also stalking me now, you twink?!” There was no way in hell Ace was this insanely good. If only Sabo had the strength to beat his ass for everything that happened. “There is no way in hell, if you think I am just going to dive in and just show her what I want.” The “revolutionist” had his mind clouded like the current weather. This person was tender, soft, and allowed him to even get as close as he did. 

“Why don’t you go slow and see what she does? React when she does something?” All heads turn to the highschool student who is just picking at the small carpet hairs that are loose, seeing how many he could find. “I mean, you are smart Sabo. Smarter than all of us. I think you’ll figure it out.” For once, though Luffy is not dumb by any means, he is just a little sheltered and very pure. “Why are you guys looking at me?” Ace laughed a little then nodded.

“For once I have to agree with our little brother here. You are the most level-headed, but…” his face getting closer to Sabo. His scar twitched as the tan boy got close to his ear and whispered, “I had a little bird tell me she is not as innocent minded as you think. Take it from me.” There it was. He could feel his own face feel hot, his legs still wet from his skinny jeans he refused to pluck off. It was getting dark outside, and if he didn’t leave now, he wouldn’t have the chance since he has to help out with his little click in about two or three days, going on a small trip to just cause a little chaos with the cops this time. Snatching his things, he pulls the carpet off the hatch, which nearly sends poor Luffy flying as he was still pulling the loose hairs out of the darn thing. The wood scraped against each other, the hole opened right near his toes as he gave a quick thumbs up to his brothers, signaling that he was going to move, along with the unspoken code of;

“Yeah we won’t tell Garp!”

“We will let Garp know you’ll be home late!”

Which was shortly followed by a quick slap behind the youngest’s head. Luffy was a funny one, but he was right. The rain was still coming down, but it didn’t matter, the smell of fresh rain was enticing from what he read in books. Running out of the park and back to the dark backyard. Seeing the missing spots of moss that were on the bricks where he had already climbed before, up the wall and lifting up the window in one swift movement as it closed all the way as it were. The room was lit, but with a single candle. There was but not a single sound, but just a pair of eyes that just greeted him in both awe and horror. Whoops, forgot to let her know he thought. She sat leaning against her bed frame on the floor, book in hand, gawking at the wet footsteps that were leading right up to her, where he previously walked, and now again, ending at the same finish line as he did earlier today. Though Sabo is not as buff as Ace, he was definitely not scrawny neither, better yet, he was taller than him.

“I am back at your calling,” kneeling on his exposed knee, his hand cupping her jaw. His hands were still wet, but his musk, fresh cut grass, and the smell of rain wafted in the air. She closed her eyes, he waited as her lips slightly parted, her head turning as he met his lips with hers. Pulling away to see her reaction. 

“Was not expecting you so late,” her words were soft with nature’s song pitter-patter the foggy glass. Y/N’s arms wrapped around his neck, her head leaning up to kiss him again, this time eager for more. This is what she had been waiting for, for months. He didn’t realize how much she waited and waited for a simple kiss, scared that it would go too far. He did, however, know because whenever his face did get close to hers, he would always go past and whisper in her ear, or pluck off a loose strand of hair off her clothes or shoulder. Her response was always hitting him lightly on the shoulder, always playing it off as “a missed opportunity to kiss a fellow rebel of the school.” He was always good at reading body language, especially with how he could feel her heat radiating off of her and onto him. Her breathing, her pulse was rippling through him as their lips locked in place. Soft tender kisses only fueled this little ember her flames, as she started to pull away to place kisses on his jaw, to turn back to pay attention to his lips. Sabo turned his body, glancing a little to make sure he was in the correct position to lift her up bridal style and as softly as possible place her on the bed. Y/N clinging onto Sabo with trust, but not harshly. His body started to lean forward as they still kissed, clearly past the kissing mark that he only intended on doing today to further tease her. Y/N’s need was further shown as she let go, but grabbed onto his collar with one hand, nearly toppling on top of her frame, right knee in between her thighs. His eyes darted around to make sure there were no accidental touches on her body, elbow propping hims up so it was the perfect height to look at her alluring eyes. Her eyes shined his reflection back at him, he could see his own excitement within her pupils. Leaning down, his lips hovered above hers, trying to be tender to ease her excitement just a tad. Sabo knew it was slow, especially when her other hand was running through his hair and grasping it to push him deeper into the kiss. His one arm propping him up on the bed, his left hand snaked up under Y/N’s black shirt and onto her hip, rubbing small circles and giving a gentle squeeze to let his cold wet hands get warmed up by this cute little “ember” of his. Her body tensed, but his hand went up to feel the softness of her waist, gently kneading it between his palm and thumb to get a signal if she was ready. Small mewls trickled out of her lips and onto his tongue. To pull away slightly to give a little distance, but their noses touch, as his right hand crept up to place a finger over her lips, his elbow sliding up near her shoulder to hush her a little.

“This is a girl’s only dorm, right? We can’t get you kicked out of the dorm before college starts, right baby girl?” Her body rippled with a few shakes, he could tell she was excited, but it was well past the time to be loud, to be Ace loud anyway. “Good job,” his mouth went back, but this time, his tongue explored her mouth to get to know her small little world. The hand on the waist crept up onto her peak that was covered by her bra, gently squeezing it to only feel her tongue jolt from the pleasure. Sabo was finally grateful towards highschool for making them read books that are “classics”, but really they were erotica if they really thought long and hard about it. The shifting on the bed made him pause to look down, her fingers had pushed down her pajama pants and underwear past her core, but just below it to test the waters. Gently, the hand on her valley, went to her sea, wet so that his fingers could take a deep plunge. He was ready to play the long game, unlike his brother and he knew it would mean more in the end anyway. Hand cupping her waters, his fingers dipped in, her moan almost fully out but her hand covering her swollen lips. Only one finger, all the way until his knuckle was still poking out. Curling his fingers so softly, to see where that sweet treasure was underneath it all, when her knees bent together to grab at his leg. There it was, as he pulled out his finger, he inserted his middle finger, doing the same, but he could tell Y/N was on the brink of cumming. Her walls were shaking, pulsating, hugging his fingers as if calling them to go deeper and to stay. 

“S…Sabo,” her voice trembled. Dragging out his fingers, she could feel the fingers leave, almost whining at the lack of presence within her. Those skilled fingers, digging into his wallet to grab a condom that Ace had always preached would be of good use, which was a blessing and a curse. Tearing the condom and letting Y/N catch a breath, standing up just to pry off his pants to his ankles, kicking his combat boots that he never even bothered tying up again when he left the treehouse to the side with his pants off, but his boxers still on. Sabo adjusted himself, leaning again, close to Y/N’s face, whispering in her ear so quietly, that the rain almost was interrupting their lesson.

“Oh baby, just don’t be too tense for me, I don’t want it to hurt for you love,” his voice cooing in her ear made her dripping pussy shake as if it heard it all. Gently pushing his boxers down, and rolling on the condom on his throbbing cock, he rubbed it against her lower lips. His body eclipsing hers, as he slowly welcomed the warmth around him. 

“Ah!” Her mouth parted, but he was too slow groaning himself. This is what Ace was all crazy about, and he understood. Back in the original position he was in, he started to kiss her lips to quiet her down, pushing his length as deep as it would go, her throat swallowing to try and stop her sinful moans.

“I’m going to move now, does it hurt?” Words like feathers tickled her ears as she shook her head, tears slowly creeping up in her eyes. Ah, so it is her first time too. “It’s okay baby girl, I’ll go slow”. His hips went slow, making sure she could adjust to a little movement, her small voice nearly being swallowed by his long kisses. Until after a few moments, they stopped making out entirely. Sabo’s hair touched the bed as his pants were breathed onto her ear, her teeth biting on his shoulder to try to muffle the pleasure, but it was too late. The sound of skin slapping each other, his balls hitting her thighs, his hands gripping the sheets around their bodies as her hands scratched little trails on his back. “Fuck, I am cumming baby,” his hips snapping in precision to hit that one sweet spot of hers. Her teeth sunk in as her legs wrapped around his body, a wave going through her body, as it calmed as he rode out her wave. Groaning deep as he released his seed in the wrapper. Both huffing and puffing as his body collapsed beside her, looking at the sheets with droplets of red beneath her body. Lifting her body up and onto her study chair, he switched out the bed sheets with new light blue sheets, lying her down on top without even trying to put the top sheet properly on the bed. Climbing bed to wrap his lean arms around her, planting a kiss on her forehead, smiling. 

“Love you Sabo,” her soft voice returned to normal as she pecked Sabo’s neck. Stroking her dry locks, he pulled her close into his chest, as his eyes drifted off into sleep.

He woke up a lot earlier, because he didn’t want to get chewed out, as he saw Y/N sleeping quietly as the sheets moved up and down to her breathing patterns. Tossing the old sheets in the hamper, he put on his still damp clothes, tying his boots finally and opened the window. “Hm? Sabo?” Sabo turned his head only to see Y/N sleeping, her body curled up hugging the pillow replacing his body. A smile creeping onto his lips as if he saw something he could tease her about later, his feet dangling as he hopped out the building. The window shutting as he landed. There was no silhouette this time, but he knew he would see that figure again one day. Whipping out his phone he saw he missed seven calls and had a bunch of text messages.

[10:12PM Gah! Sorry! - Little Luffy]

[10:09PM Get your ass back here! Blame Luffy for this shit. Now I am in trouble - Hothead Ace]

Only to see one message at the very bottom saying words that prompted Sabo to maybe sleep in the treehouse that night.

[9:58PM You better get your ass back here brat!! Breaking curfew and chasing girls is NOT what you should be doing. Be back here by 10:15PM or else I’m beating your ass - Angry Carpy Garp]

Well, it was already 11:24PM, but it didn’t matter if he got caught in the tree house anyway, because he ignited a fire with himself. It was worth every beating he would get when he came back with a smile on his face.

[eustassslut]

Thinking about Sabo falling in love with a pretty noble. They're everything Sabo hates; rich, spoiled and unaware of their privilege, but he can't help the way his heart skips a beat every time he sees them in public or in the news. Of course it all ends up with him in their bed putting them in their place and punishing them for their spoiled attitude, even if he later gives into their pleas to let them cum.

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THE SLEEPOVER

SLASHER! SABO x FEM! READER | Sexual & Dark Content

➛THE CABIN: a summer sexy horror event

MOODBOARD A/N: Thank you @dolcezzzza who hosted this event! I feel very grateful for being able to write this for my first collaboration, and it was very fun!!! Also, thank you to @downforsanji who helped me brainstorm some ideas!! There is also a special Ace appearance! I even included myself in it 🌚 do you know who I am? (HINT: I’m the college slut!)

SUMMARY: Games, drinks, and sex are what’s at your usual sleepover. In this sleepover, crushes, deception and corpses are additional and free!

WARNINGS: MODERN AU! DARK + SEXUAL CONTENT! Cursing, drinking, mentions of drugs, manipulation (if you squint), implied non-con, praising, nicknames, tw mentions of virginity + loss of virginity (reader), anxiety, rude-bitchy people, implied man handling, bondage, forced orgasms, cunnilingus, fingering, penetration, vaginal sex, rough sex, creampie, doggy style, a bit of somnophilia, dacryphilia, overstimulation, dumbification, spanking, denial of condom use, gore, deaths, murder (homocide), blood, knives, basically kidnapping, and things around the topic of deception

WC: 6.8k

The summer sun died away into the horizon, leaving the sky to welcome the glowing moon. Sighing, you hugged your tiny backpack closer, letting it replace your fluffy teddy bear left behind at home. You needed to get yourself together, you’re an adult for god’s sake! You peered at the house before you, its rich glory beholding your wimpy presence. 

“Y/N!” 

One of your older friends, Ace had driven you to your so-called “sleepover”. He grinned brightly, waving you off, “Have fun now, sweetheart.” A smile tugged at your lips as you flipped him off, his playfulness cringing you. Cackling, he drove off, leaving you walking up the steps of the house. The eccentric red door complimented the creamy walls of the two-story building, with little to no windows at all. You glanced down at your outfit, worried about looking too skimpy. Your shorts barely hid your sunkissed legs, and your red flannel button-up was no better. At least, your beat-up sneakers had shown a bit of shine from the early morning's effort. 

It was, after all, miss popular’s sleepover. The late notice left you vexed. Why would she bother with you? She already had an army of Barbies and Kens. There was no use rejecting her, and hating her in the shadows didn’t help either. You raised your hand, decorated with camp bracelets and other jingles, and knocked meekly at the large door. Horridly, it opened, revealing the college slut.

“Ah,” Stacy sighed, “It’s you.” You bit back a retort, reserving to nod instead. She eyed you up and down, her eyelashes buttered with mascara and her face caked with makeup. “Well?” she asked, “Are you coming in or not?” Mumbling a sorry, you slipped under her arm and stepped inside. She closed the door, leading you towards the rest. The corridor of the house was decorated with cliche photos and other momentums. You took notice of her onesie, a white bunny suit-up with the whole collar and headband to compliment it. 

“Did we have to bring pajamas?” you asked, running a little to keep up with her, “I see that you’re wearing–” Stacy giggled, looking down at your sorry face, “No baby, this isn’t a sleepover. I just wore it to see what the boys would say, I’m such a cute bunny! Don’t you think so?” You gave her a quizzical look before smiling at her. “Sure, you’re adorable.”  Your anxiety got the best of you, this wasn’t a sleepover? You felt stupid bringing your flashlight, homemade snacks, and board games. Just get yourself together!

The smell of distinct pot and alcohol irritated you, making you scrunch your nose as you entered the living room. There were bowls of snacks strewed about, with the occasional mystery powders lingering in the corners. A few people sat on the couch and others were huddled in circles whispering gossip or shotgunning. Other than that, the room looked proper in your eyes. 

“Oh Y/N! You came?”

You licked your teeth as you turned around, seeing Miss Pop. “Of course, Ally, why wouldn’t I?” you lied, “You look amazing, by the way.” She was not. An ugly scrunchy held up her hair, her pajamas only being a hot pink juicy couture brand. Ally was practically Barbie with the number of plastic surgeries she had, might as well be a plastic bitch. She barely smiled at you, eyeing you up and down. “Why are you dressed like that? We’re not going camping love.” 

A fucking, plastic bitch indeed. “Oh sorry,” you began, trying to look resentful, “I didn’t–” Your gaze accidentally shifted to a blond behind her, his sweet and innocent laughter distracting you. He had the most dreamy smile, his soft lips pressing together each time he talked. Your mouth lay gaping, making Ally follow your eyes before snickering. “I see you found someone you like, Y/N,” she teased, “Let me introduce you to him, he’s–” 

“No.”

Your instant reply shocked you as much as her, leaving you stuttering, “N-No thank you, I mean, I’m fine.” She crossed her arms, humming slightly. “Alright then, well enjoy the party.” she grinned, sashaying her hair, “The games start at 9 pm.” Behind you, Stacy whispered into your ear, “I would talk to him by the way, I heard that he used to come from a rich family.” Your eyes were still mesmerized by him, taking a swig of his red plastic cup. “Really?” you muttered, clutching your backpack tighter. “Mhm, I’d fuck him, I think his name is Sabu or something.” she replied, patting your back, “I’m gonna find me a dick, bye baby!” 

Taking a deep sigh, you picked through the small crowds, heading towards the corner of the living room. You tucked your backpack into the unlit fireplace, only taking out your phone. It’s not like you were going to do much, you’d probably hang out for a few more hours before leaving. You glanced at the blond again. Maybe a little longer still. You tucked in your legs, squeezing yourself away from the crowd. There were perhaps 20 or so people, rumbling about and occasionally offering you drinks. 

The sleepover was long forgotten in your head, enamored by every little thing the man did. His round eyes sparkled as he spoke, his brows furrowing as he laughed, and his long gentle fingers caressing the counter he leaned on. His blue button-up complimented his fair hair, or was it his cute face? An almost ugly scar ran down his left eye, but it made him even more ethereal in your eyes. You watched him the entire hour, zoning out at the chaos around you. 

“Alright, babes!”

Ally’s voice snapped you back into focus. She had an empty beer bottle swinging in her hand as she drunkenly made it to the center of the room. Her heels were long gone when she stood on top of the small coffee table, motioning her guests forward. Stacy was coming downstairs with another dude, giggling as she pecked him once more. You stood up, dusting your bottom of any specks that lingered, and approached the center.

“We’re going to play a game and everyone has to join,” she began, waving her pointed finger, “Stacy~!” The slut took the bottle from her friend, finishing the last drops before adding, “We’re going to play 7 minutes in heaven! Fix up the room bitches! We’re going to be naughty tonight! Woo!” You hid your frown. What kind of high school shit was that? You hesitantly helped move around the couches and tables to the ends of the room, making space for everyone to sit. 

“Is the closet ready?” asked another, knocking on the white laundry door. Another girl popped her head out before nodding, “Do we have everyone here?” You bit your lip as you sat down, shying away from the other guests comfortably sitting next to you. A light chuckle brought your attention, making you turn around to see Sabu two people away from you. He’s so close! You didn’t notice that you were staring too long as he smiled, earning him a quick blush and turn. He smiled…at me! Perhaps it was better not to gawk at him... 

“Hey, Y/N!” shouted Ally, smirking as she motioned you forward, “Get the drinks from the kitchen, we need to make sure everyone is high as fuck, and that means you too babe.” You nodded as you quickly made it forward to the kitchen, grabbing a stack of plastic cups and the bag of alcoholic drinks. You knew that as long as you were in her house, with her people, it would be very likely that she’d use you as her puppy. The circle was filled with fewer guests than you predicted, it was at best a good 20 or so. You dropped the items near the middle of the circle, where everyone reached out and served themselves greedily. When you didn’t help yourself, Stacy passed you her cup, grinning as she whispered, “Don’t worry boo, mine is just sparkling water, I know you’re not a drinker.” You played in, taking the cup and sipping it lightly. 

“Aw, Y/N, you’re too sweet.”

The crowd seemed to gaze at you, Ally’s sly comment earning you at least a few snickers. “How about you take the first turn? Spin the bottle bitch.” she sneered. Your mouth gaped at her, bitch? Feeling your hand tremble, you reached out hesitantly to the glass beer, its cold touch almost menacing. With a flick of your hand, you sent it spinning, your anxiety building up as it decided your fate. What if you got a boy? Will you be able to play it cool? Or a girl? You could probably just shout your way out of that one... You held on to the fragile cup, leaning ever so forward. 

The bottle began to slow down.

And then it stopped.

On him.

Your eyes trailed up to the blond, his round orbs staring up at you innocently. “I-I don’t think that–” you began, but the crowd jeered at you, not letting you argue. Stacy had taken your cup, pushing you forward with a cackle. Panicking, you tried to make away, until Sabu grabbed your arm softly, freezing you in place. “Don’t tell me you’re going to run away from a poor guy like me, miss?” he said, smiling a little as he stood up. Another rush of anxiety ran through, did he actually want to do this? You bit your lip nervously, feeling the tension around the room arises; they were waiting for you. The sick faces of the guests didn’t help you, but the angel in front of you offered a light expression. He lifted his eyebrow, motioning his head to the closet with a grin still glued to his face. “Well?” he insisted before raising his hands in defense, “If you don’t want to then that’s fine with me, I’m just trying to–”

“Yeah, no–”  you replied instantly, “I don’t–let’s just go in…!” Sabu said no more as he took your hand like a gentleman, leading you gracefully to the cramped room. A blush crept at your face, this was too embarrassing! You glanced slightly at the crowd who snickered, and Ally who rested her chin on her fist deviously. She was up to something and you knew it, it was too evident from the way her eyes followed you. You forgot about the man who held your hand, his large one squeezing yours as he grabbed your attention. The door closed on you both with a shout, most likely a warning. 

You let go of his hand before shoving yourself into the corner of the closet, crossing your arms. Sabu clicked his tongue before leaning on the other end of the space as well, both of you reminiscing in silence. The space was almost stuffy with a lingering scent of rotten wood, and the absence of light didn’t motivate you to investigate. You felt your legs and arms stick with sweat, making you uncomfortable. A breathy sigh left your lips, “So...you’re Sabu?” His laughter broke the silence, surprising you as you scooched away. You could barely outline his figure, but the close approximation of his body heat aroused you. “Who told you I was Sabu?” he chuckled between bouts, “It’s Sabo!” You felt your cheeks burn at the embarrassment, damn that Stacy.

“O-oh really?” you muttered, looking down, “I’m sorry…” You felt a light rub on your head, its motion ruffling you a little. “Don’t worry,” he soothed, retreating his arm, “I don’t expect cute girls like you to know my name…besides, I’ve never seen you before so...” His comment added to your fluster, making you laugh a little, “You think I’m cute? Out of all the girls in the party?” Sabo leaned over you, almost trapping you in with his height. He whispered, “Yeah, I think you’re cute…sweet even.” A smile crept up your lips as you gazed up at him, letting him press his body against yours. “But you don’t even know me…” you replied quietly, “I was going to leave but you -uh–” You gulped down your saliva, his breath almost fanning your lips. “But what?” he asked huskily, pushing a leg in between your thighs. You bit back a squeak. 

“D-don’t you think this is going a bit too fast?” you began, a rush of panic forming, “I don’t think I should be doing this–” Sabo’s soft lips crashed into yours, eating your words. Your back was pinned flatly against the wall, leaving you no option to escape. His hands traveled down to the sides of your head, trying to push you to him. You let your hands travel up to his chest before turning your head away. He took this as an opportunity to travel kisses down your neck. His calm breathing contrasted with your rigid breaths, making you whimper as you tried to sink away. 

“S-sabo!” you gasped, punching his chest, “I don’t want to do this, I don’t want–” Your breath hitched when you saw him stare up at you, his eyes laced with love…and something almost menacing. A disappointed sigh left him, but he didn’t move. “You’re one of those girls then, I suppose?” he murmured. You, slightly offended spat back. “What do you mean one of those girls? Don’t mix me up with–”

“I’m saying that you’re a virgin.”

The silence was too loud. You shifted uncomfortably under him, were you that predictable? “But I’m not saying that's a bad thing of course,” he continued, “You probably aren’t ready yet, and I get that. I respect you, so I won’t try anything bad. But I was lucky enough to steal a kiss from you, right?” He laughed a little, giving you another peck on the cheek before retracting from you. You felt the warmth of his body begin to vanish, like an opportunity slipping away. 

It's not as if you were obliged to fuck him, it's just a game after all. But god, you’ve only actually known him for a few minutes and it was as if he had your entire heart. Sabo, the nice blond. He didn’t seem like the kind to hurt you, or else he wouldn’t have listened to you in the first place. You argued with yourself. He’s nice! He’s a really nice guy, so you wouldn’t mind him being your first? He did say he respected you, so you could trust him. 

It felt almost intoxicating.

“I-I am ready,” you said, more to yourself, “I was just thinking about it, y’know? Like…” You felt the need to explain more, and it didn’t feel right. A gut feeling resounded inside you, something almost regrettable.

But we all have something we always regret, right?

“So…you won’t push me away this time?” he teased, approaching you again, “I’m glad you figured that out for yourself, I knew you were a smart one.” His hands touched your skin once more, rubbing the soft flesh lightly. “A smart and pretty one.” You blushed, his words making you tremble and thankful that he couldn’t see your reaction. Sabo took the liberty of lifting you and wrapping your legs around his waist, pinning you to the wall softly. “Let me take care of you then, pretty thing,” he cooed, kissing your lips. You melted over him, your fingers weaving through his curls. You let him take the lead. 

His mouth pressed hotly against yours, even with the occasional moan. A hand slipped through your shorts, groping and kneading your ass. You groaned onto him, growing limp at the makeout session. You tugged his lower lip before sucking on it lightly. You knew he liked it when he gasped and almost dropped you. “Let’s get rid of these shorts, shall we–” The blinding light interrupted you both with the howls of the guests. 

In those seven minutes, you forgot who you were. You felt yourself grow weak and timid again, tempted to just run away. You looked down at Sabo who dropped you an inch, and tucked your head into his shoulder. He shielded your burning face from everyone else like you were the most fragile thing in the world. Your hands were pressed in between your chest, your legs still dangling down his sides. 

“Looks like we got a new slut!! Give it up for Y/N the whore!!” 

The crowd howled louder, and your gut wrenched. Before you had a chance to break, Sabo calmly replied: “Shh, she’s sleeping. She passed out before I even got the chance to kiss her pretty face,” You felt him stroke your back pitifully. “I’m going to drop her off upstairs if you don’t mind.” A cackle left the host, “So she wimped out then? What a bitch!” Ally stood up from her spot, glaring at Sabo, “Would you still fuck her though? A sorry person like her should at least be grateful that I invited her.” The bitch laughed with her audience, “Just drop her off in whatever room, I don’t care, we’ll dump some cold-ass beer in her face when the party’s over.” You knew that it was crazy that Ally would bother inviting you to one of her wacky events, but her words still stabbed you like knives. You tried not to move or make a sound, but your shaking fit couldn’t bear with it anymore. 

“She’s cute,” Sabo repeated, laughing as well, “That’s all, see you later then.” He weaved through the circle, untouched by the commentary, and made it up the stairs. You didn’t say anything to him, and he didn’t either. The party resumed as the next person spun the bottle. You wouldn’t know who it was, and you didn’t want to. The strong arms that held you were your comfort right now, and that's all that mattered. You looked up at the blond again, catching a wisp of a dark aura –but quickly replaced with a smile. “Do you mean it?” you asked meekly. The door shut behind him as he set you on the fluffy bed. 

“Mean what?”

“That I’m cute.”

He grinned brightly, “Of course! It must’ve been fate that we met, a bad timing sure, but still fate.” He pressed you flat on the surface, your body splaying just for him. You gawked at the man, so innocent and so sweet. “If you don’t mind,” he added, unbuttoning his shirt, “I’d like you to be my girlfriend.” You blinked. “I-I mean,” he stuttered, realizing what he was asking, “I never had a girlfriend, and my brothers always brag about how happy they make them. And you make me happy and so–”

“Yeah,” you giggled, “I’ll be your girlfriend, just tell me about your brothers later, I’d love to know what kind of people they are.” His blushing mess was pushed away with playful laughter, “I said girlfriend, not wife, remember? I wouldn’t mind you being my wife too though…” You made the first move to push him over you, clashing lips yet again. He was as sweet and addicting as candy, and you savored him. “Hold up now, Y/N,” he groaned, “Take off your clothes first.” No second was wasted as you kicked off your shorts and rid of your blouse, leaving you in your underwear. You watched him undress, charmed at his pristine and perfect body. There was a trail of blond pubes near his V-line, and his body flexed when he tossed his pants. You saw him eye you again.

“O-Oh!” you realized, fumbling with your bra clasp. I’ve been staring for too long! “Here, let me help you,” he chuckled. He reached over you, unclasping it easily. You felt a little exposed as you still held onto the clothing. “C’mon,” he teased, “Let me see that beautiful body.” You did so hesitantly, letting your breasts bounce out freely. He smiled, “Put your hands up for me.” Obediently, you raised them, only to gasp when he pulled and tied them to the headboard. You didn’t get to process the moment well when he yanked off your panties, your cunt being hit with cold air.

“It's for precaution,” he insisted, “Open your mouth.” What precaution? Again, you opened up for him, and he stuffed your panties inside. You looked at him questionably, he must know what he’s doing…right? You bit the cloth, trying to spit it out. A slap on your thigh jolted you. “Don’t spit it out,” he warned, “I’ll have to punish you if you do, spread your legs now.” You didn’t listen the first time, keeping your legs shut. Sabo loomed over you, his husky voice ringing in your ear. 

“Don’t make me say it again, love.”

You gulped as you spread your legs slowly, feeling hot when he peppered you with kisses. “Good girl,” he praised, helping you push your legs up. Some doubt filled you, what if he doesn’t know what he doing? What if–? Your thoughts were snatched away when a wet and warm muscle licked up your slit. A strangled yelp left your throat when you bucked your hips. His tongue ran small kitten licks on your pussy, his hands making sure you kept your body down. There was something so alien, yet so pleasurable when he laid before you. 

His muscle circled your clit, kissing, sucking, and nibbling on it softly. Strings of muffled noises left your mouth as you whined against him. “You taste so fucking good, baby,” he groaned, inhaling your scent greedily, “Just look at you.” Sabo moved to hold your legs with one hand, the other traveling down to collect your sticky slick. Your teary eyes looked down at him, where he played with your essence in front of you. It stuck like strings over his long fingers and tasted like syrup to him when sucked them off. 

“I’m so lucky to be your first,” he whispered. You panicked when his tongue poked around your entrance. His fluffy hair tickled your thighs when he sang to himself, “Allllllll mineeee.” His fingers were quick to replace his tongue, tricking you evilly when he pushed a single digit inside you. Sabo was delighted to feel your tight walls clench around his one finger, “Now this won’t do at all, I’ll have to prep you well if I’m going to fit.” You groaned again, but he wasn’t wrong. He pushed another three digits inside, going knuckle deep as your pussy warmed them up. You lay still, growing accustomed to the stretch. “Ready?” he asked, slowly pumping his fingers. 

You nodded, breathing shakily when his digits began to stretch you painfully. He was extremely skilled with his hands, easily finding the spots that made you squirm and the ones that made you squeal the loudest. The wet splurging sounds of your sopping cunt resounded throughout the room, adding to the sweet tune that left your muffled mouth. You felt the burn in your tummy ignite more when he added his tongue to the mix, earning him a cry of pleasure as you shuddered before him. Your sweet pussy clenched around his digits when you arched your back, but he didn’t stop. Sabo still fingerfucked your throbbing hole, speeding up intentionally while he lapped up all spurting juices. He “helped” you overcome your first release, but even then it was too strong. Your arms grew sore over the headboard and your head lolled to the side with drool escaping your lips.

“Ah ah ah,” he tsked, “Don’t go down on me now, we haven’t even gotten to the best part.” The blond retreated his wet fingers, leaving your pussy empty and yearning for him. You felt your warm release trickle down as your legs were repositioned. Was this how it felt? To be loved? Sabo caged your upper body, grinning at your fucked out face. Your weak head was lifted, his rough and gentle fingers pulling out your wet panties. Some of your salivae still connected you to them. “Well, this isn’t going to work,” he sighed, tossing it to the side as he hooked his thumbs to the band of his black briefs. 

Your heart beat faster when you saw his dick. It was curved deliciously with its pink tip weeping slightly. But it was big. That wasn’t going to fit, it just can’t! “S-sab…!” you croaked, panicking, “N-Na fish no!” You pulled the restraints desperately, shaking your head in refusal. He was quick to slap your face awake, “Behave.” Your lover aggressively squeezed your cheeks, puckering your lips. “It will fit, so stop being so fussy.” With that, he untied the shirt that held your wrists and wrapped it around your mouth as a gag. He finished it off with a knot, your teeth poking out as you bit it. 

“Good girl.” he praised, pecking your forehead. You looked down at your wrists, burned by the mere cloth. Sabo moved back down on his knees as he dragged your thighs to cradle his hips. Your body hovered the bed, your arms finding leverage on the header again. Blinking a few times you remembered. You did your best to speak through the gag, “Chomdin! Chomdin!” His attention was lifted from your body, staring up at you in disbelief, “Condoms?” You nodded eagerly, safety first, right? He chuckled lightly at you before shaking his head, “Now where’s the fun in that? C’mon, lemme please you baby.” 

You didn’t get to argue back, screaming silently as he forced himself into your tight hole. You tried to smack his arms, holding onto him dearly with your head digging into the pillows. “Relax Y/N,” he grunted, rubbing small circles on your clit, “You’re making it really hard for me to fit y’know?” You shook your head, whimpering as your eyes stung with the pain. He slowly slid inside your sweet cunt, your previous mess helping him with the friction. You could tell that even you were too small for him. His face contorted as he bit his lip, panting when you squeezed his dick more. You could only hope that the pleasure rode out the pain.

“Y-you’re doing so good,” he hissed, digging his hand into the plush of your fat thigh, “Just keep taking me in like that…!” He was able to meet you halfway, giving up on you, but knowing full well that it near broke you. Your chest heaved, finally able to take a moment to breathe. You could barely see through your tearful eyes, sobbing at the blond. Fuck, it felt so good when he rutted himself inside you, almost making you forget about the tight grip you had on him. 

“Hold on.”

You scrunched your eyebrows, what does he mean hold on–? You were quickly answered. Your throat erupted once more for the night, moaning as your lover ruthlessly pounded into you. His groin slapped your skin eagerly, sending jolts of pleasure down your spine. His hands moved to hold your waist, picking you up and shoving your harder. The erotic pleasure left you breathless, your body growing limp as you focused on the wet claps of sex clashing. Sabo barely let out any audible noise, and only rarely would you hear a growl followed by a string of curses. He adored your pretty pussy holding onto his dick, grinding and changing angles every few seconds. When you let out the most filthy moan of the night, he instantly ravaged you, forcing more of that melody to fill his ears. It didn’t matter if everyone discovered the noises above them, they can go to hell for all it mattered. Another mewl left your wet lips as the blond popped one of your breasts into his mouth. He licked and sucked your nipple before biting it softly. 

“That’s it,” he rasped, feeling your second orgasm fast approaching, “Cum for me baby, show me who makes you feel this good.” As if by command, your cunt spurted around him, letting lewd sounds harmonize with your choked wails. Sabo pulled out of you, a ring of your slick coating his cock. His throbbing length was still hard, leaving him dissatisfied. “One more round,” he insisted, ripping off the gag, “Go on all fours now baby,” You weakly mouthed a no, feeling yourself slip into the pleasures of sleep. 

And of course, he just couldn’t have that.

He roughly flipped you over like a ragdoll, grabbing your arms as he tied the gag again on your burned wrists. Your face squished against the pillows, and you bet you looked terrible. Your hair was probably messy right now, hell you probably even looked like a slut. Wet dribbles ran down your mouth, but you didn’t have the strength to close your lips shut. Your ass was raised to meet Sabo’s hips. He used a hand to position himself back into your pussy, and slipped back in easily. “See? I fit just like a glove now,” he chuckled, “Does it still hurt now?” You didn’t reply, you couldn’t. “Oh, that’s right, you can’t talk. Sorry love,” His large hand held your wrists up, making your upper body arch up and lift you from your slouch. 

“You can moan all you want now,” he said, shifting a little behind you, “Fuck, you can even scream if you’d like. Don’t worry about being heard, I’ll take care of that…” His last words were barely audible to you by the spank he gave your bum. You yelped, but that too was taken away. He began with his rough pace again, shaking your legs even worse when you couldn’t hold yourself up. You felt your eyes roll back as he practically fucked you into the mattress, only his grip keeping you up. Your breasts were teased by the sheets, being dragged back and forth. Sabo loosened up a little, letting more grunts escape him.

Your cunt squeezed and clenched around him ethereally, better than any other pussy he fucked before. There was something different about you, whether it be that he corrupted you completely or found himself falling for your sweet obedience. He loved seeing you go dumb on his cock, oh but he probably loved you better when you almost passed out from just his hands. He could easily force you into more submission if he wanted. Shit, he might actually keep you. 

Perhaps he will.

You clenched around him one more time, triggering both your releases as you finally knocked out. Sabo rode out his high slowly, shoving his seed deep inside. His cheeks burned and ran with the sweat trickling down his forehead. He retreated his dick, huffing a little at the sight of his cum dripping down the sheets. The blond pushed his hair back before dragging out a long sigh, beginning to clean up. Soft snores were audible to him as he untied your wrists and tucked you into the bed, he’ll be back for you later.

He sang to himself, picking up his clothes as he dressed himself back up. Glancing at the clock that read midnight, he led himself out, giving you one more look before heading back to the others. 

Something about tonight made him smile.

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You woke up not long after, aroused by sounds disturbing your sleep. You blinked away the tiredness, rolling lazily off the bed, and falling. Cursing, your legs barely lifted you, not to mention the dry stickiness in your legs pestered you as well. It took you a moment to realize what had just happened…

You literally fucked a guy.

A smile crept up your lips, and he was your boyfriend too! Ignoring the need to clean, you searched for your scattered clothes, eager to tell Stacy about your event. She wasn’t that bad for being in miss barbies army, so it didn’t seem terrible if you tell her the tea. You rinsed your face quickly in the connected bathroom and fixed your messy hair a little. After putting on your shoes, you walked right out, but something didn’t feel right.

It was too quiet.

Too silent.

Too….empty.

You tread carefully out into the hallway, looking both ways and not seeing a soul in sight. The house was dark, aside from the moonlight shining through the open windows. The scene felt straight out of a cliche horror movie, the reference not helping that sinking gut feeling. You walked down the stairs a little, peering over the railings gaps only to clasp your mouth in shock.

They were fucking dead. 

You held the vomit that threatened to spill. It looked as if there was an effort to spill as little blood as possible, but a struggle prevented it. Some people sat on the couches with slit throats, their blood a crescent shape as it ran down their clothes. Others were still on the floor in their circle. A few lay splayed, their faces stuck in horror. They were scared, and like a disease, it infected you too. You scanned the room for anyone alive, literally anyone. A noise behind you jolted you forward, causing you to fall and roll down the stairs. You silently screamed at the pain that shot up your leg, hoping that the perpetrator didn’t hear you. 

You sobbed again, forcing yourself to get back up and get your backpack. The smell of marijuana and alcohol still lingered in the room, hiding the smell of the rotting corpses. You were leaving, there was no need to play Sherlock and find who did it. Only you mattered, and you could only expect that Sabo was killed too. You passed through the litter, bile wanting to erupt from your throat. One of your hands held your limping leg steady, and the other muffled your mouth. You got your backpack, but its contents were spilled. 

Ally did it.

Your snacks were scattered and your board games torn, and worst of all— your phone was broken. That bitch! You headed to the door but were stopped by a tune coming from the kitchen. Shit. You quickly made back up the stairs, the killer would assume that he murdered everyone and then leave, right? You bit your lip to suppress your pain, successfully making it up. You gave downstairs a glance, and you almost believed you hallucinated, seeing a wisp of blond hair climb up. You quickly limped to the nearest doors, jumbling the knobs that refused to open. The steps were getting closer. You began to panic, reaching a white door at the end of the corridor that finally let you in. You opened it without a thought and slammed it shut.

“Y/N?”

You snapped your head behind you to see Stacy, her makeup ruined as she sat on the toilet. She sniffed as she dramatically cupped her mouth, “You’re alive? You’re alive!” You glanced behind her, gasping as you backed up. A bloody Ally lay in the tub, her face torn. It looked as if an animal ravaged her face, along with her stomach that spilled its contents on the white ceramic. “I-I tried to help her Y/N,” began Stacy, sobbing again, “But he fucking stabbed her! Again and again, like a crazy-ass psycho! I bet he’s still out there, I bet he’s trying to find me too and you as well–” You cut her off:

“Who??”

“Fucking Sabo!! The fucked up dude!”

You grimaced shaking your head, Sabo? He couldn’t do that, he…that’s just not him. His wide grin and innocent eyes came to mind. “It can’t be! I literally just fuc–” The brunette wailed at you, stabbing her finger, “You fucked him? Please tell me you didn’t! That son of a bitch??!!” You nodded slowly shaking as you turned to the door. Sabo’s no killer…was he? “Y-you’re lying!” you spat, “Sabo would never–” 

The splinters of crashing wood interrupted you both, making you run to the corner of the bathroom. Stacy screamed as shook you, “Did he follow you?” You looked at her fearfully, trembling as the missing patch of wood stuck out a gloved hand, reaching for the doorknob. It opened with a long creak.

Your heart sank.

Your boyfriend stood at the entrance, his knife stuck to the door as he glared at you both. His blue shirt was drenched with red. He softened a little when he saw you, “Ah, you’re here too?” You felt small and not a word peeped out of you. Stacy, on the other hand, had at least a little fight in her. 

“You bitchhh!!!” she screamed, launching herself on the blond with her nails, clawing at his face. But she would never have won in the first place. The silver metal impaled her, making her gasp loudly. “I don’t like girls like you, I’m afraid,” he said coldly, tossing her away. Sabo made his way toward you, opening his arms, “C’mon Y/N she was the last one, we can–” The slut attacked him again, pushing him over the tub where the host's corpse lay. “IT TAKES MORE THAN A STAB TO TAKE ME DOWN BITCH!!!” she screeched, trickles of blood running down her mouth. Sabo fell down with a grunt, giving you a chance to run. 

You limped as fast as a limped person could run, passing the corridor and making your way to the stairs. Your heart still throbbed for Sabo, still not accepting his inhumanity. Your escape was short-lived when you were pinned to the wall, stealing your air. You didn’t dare look up. 

“Y/N, look at me.”

You didn’t. 

“Y/N, I said look at me,” he repeated, more harshly. You still didn’t. He pressed on your wounded leg, earning him a yelp. Angrily, you peered up, hiding the tears he wanted to see. His face ran an ugly gash over his old scar, a last parting gift from Stacy. “Don’t ever do something like that, ever.” he hissed, digging at your wound again, “Is that clear?” You quickly nodded, your eyes glistening. Sabo smiled a little, letting the blood from his gloves swipe on your wet cheek. “You’re going to be with me from now on, okay? I'll give you everything you ever need, all I ask is that you be a good girl and listen.” You stared. He gripped your neck tightly, his hot breath fanning your ear, “Are we clear, I said?”

“Y-yes.”

He kissed your temple, pulling you to him and carrying you, “That's what I like to hear.” He helped you down the stairs, silently enjoying each whimper, tear, and sob that left you. Your little nose sniffed, hopeless at your situation. He expected this to go more smoothly, unlike his other jobs, but it doesn’t really matter in the end. As long as the job is done, then that’s an A+ in his book. He peered at the clock again, reading 1:30 am. His partner should arrive about now. 

“Why me?” you asked.

Sabo smiled, “I like you, that’s why.” He set you down by the door, a grave mistake. Before he had a chance to pull out his phone, you were already running outside. The cold air hit your legs and arms, your tears drying in the night air. Crickets chirped as you ran down the driveway, you had to run. And by luck, a familiar car passed by.

Ace!

You quickly limped over to the red vehicle, opening the doors hurriedly as you launched yourself in. “Ace! Ace!,” you began, your words coming out as croaks, “We have to go now, he’s coming! Drive! Ace!” The freckled raven watched you for a moment, baffled.

“Why’re you still alive?”

“W-what?” you whispered, trembling as his gaze shot you, “W-what do you mean Ace? What do you mean I’m still alive?” Your door was opened by the blond, who waved at the raven, “Hey brother, did she scare you?” When his eyes met yours, he stopped grinning. He pulled you out of the car roughly, shoving you into the back seats. “That wasn’t very nice Y/N,” he said, glowering over you, “I’ll teach you some manners later.” Ace dramatically gasped at you before howling, “Damnnnnn imagine?” He cackled as he greeted his brother, exchanging a handshake before igniting the engine.

“I thought we settled on everyone?” the driver asked, revving his way out of the neighborhood, “So why is she here?” You felt sick. Sabo glanced behind him, seeing you still tossed on the backseat with your wide doe-eyes, “She’s really…interesting if I put it simply.” He shifted his attention back to the road.

“Shit, I didn’t even know she had potential,” Ace whistles, “I know y’all fucked though,” He tapped his nose, “I can smell fresh sex y’know.” The men laughed loudly, passing jokes carefree. You looked outside of the window, pressing your red hands on the glass, fresh morning dew coating it. You couldn’t help but cry, you were stuck. No one would come to save you. Houses passed by, the night sky slowly readying itself for the glorious morning. The stars lost their twinkle as they stood over you, sadly whooshing away at your poor fate. 

And cruel fate it was. 

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and my need for him to fuck me til i can't walk

[htmszi]

0FFIC1AL $AB0 M.L1$T.

“𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐃𝐎 𝐖𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒? 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓’𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓? 𝐖𝐇𝐎’𝐒 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒?”

18+ content, not suitable for minors.

tw’s will be written under every piece of writing, please don’t read if the content isn’t suitable for you!

a small/brief summary/synopsis will be written for fics only </3

FIC$ —

nothin’ here yet . . .

DRABBLE$ —

nothin’ here yet . . .

HEAD CAN0N$ —

⤷ BEING IN A POLY RELATIONSHIP W SABO N’ SANJI. / mfm / request / both sfw and nsfw warning / ↺ / ∘⁠˚⁠˳⁠°

C/W: bondage, switch! reader, use of pet names (mistress, doll, master, good girl/boy), threesomes, fluff/sfw at the beginning, food play (?) use of whip cream, jealous! sanji, dominant! sabo & sub! sanji, doggystyle position, blowjobs, cum swallowing, throat/face-fucking, mlm relationships (?), not proof read. ☄. *. ⋆

THIRST$ —

nothin’ here yet . . .

[yourtamaki]

I see the vision and I 100% agree

Thoughts? 👁👁

thank you for indulging me ily <3 warning: voyeurism

ace feels so guilty when he walks by your room and hears you moaning because his first thought isn’t to turn around and give you some privacy, it’s to press his ear up to the closed door and hold his breath. his heartbeat is loud in his ear, so loud he can barely make out the way you pant and whimper. he wonders what you’re doing to yourself to make those noises, wonders if you’d make them for him, if you’d be louder. ace is so fucking hard it hurts but he refuses to touch himself, tells himself that he hasn’t really done anything wrong if he doesn’t cross that line. it doesn’t matter if he’s leaking precum into his shorts, if he’s started humping the door with slow rolls of his hips, if he starts moaning along with you until he’s cumming in his shorts with your name on his lips.

sabo knows he’s in the wrong when he peeks into your room and catches you with a hand down your panties, knows he’s wrong for staying when the panties come off and he gets his first glimpse of your bare cunt. he also knows the only way to make things right is to even the playing field. so when he pushes the door open, sits on the bed across from your and unbuckles his pants, it’s all in the interest of fairness. sabo could watch you rub your pretty clit all day and now he gets to do it up close, gets to hear how wet you make yourself, how you clench around nothing more and more the faster you go. all the while he’s keeping his own strokes slow and languid, squeezing the tip and putting on a show for you to reward you for letting him get a front row seat to the shudder that runs through you when you finally tip over the edge.

luffy, unlike his brothers, doesn’t have any of those conflicting feelings to cloud his lust when he follows the sounds of your moans to your bedroom and looks in to see you straddling a pillow. it feels like a gift, a present wrapped up just for him. he can’t tear his eyes away from you, taking in every second of how you move when you think no one’s watching. it’s freedom and pleasure all wrapped in one and luffy can barely stop himself from throwing the door open and kneeling by the bed to watch nice and close. it wouldn’t be the same if you knew he was there, wouldn’t be as true, so he palms his bulge and settles in. luffy fucks his fist in time to the rolls of your hips as you hump down on the pillow and chase your high. he wants to share this moment with you, get a taste of your pleasure while his sweeps over him and he spills into his hand.

[noiressence]

7 Minutes turned to 77 Minutes

Sabo x Reader, nsfw: sex in a closet, tight/small space sex

You and a few couple fellow revolutionaries decided to play a lighthearted game of Spin-the-bottle after a successful mission. It may seem childish but it's a way to relax and have fun after troublesome work.

Besides, it's one of those rare time Dragon actually agreed to let his soldiers rest after such an achievement. He's like a strict father towards all of you (minus towards Luffy).

With lively laughs rumbling from the throats of your crewmates, they all watch with anticipation in the air as the bottle spun and spun until it landed on you.

Fortunately for you, the other end of the bottle landed exactly on Sabo who was one of the few sober ones in the group.

"Ahaa! Sabo-san!" Koala slurred out, grinning happily with a drunken blush spread across her cheeks. Her lazily pointed a finger to a nearby closer as the other crewmates giggles drunkishly and teased the both of you.

"7 minutes! Time will start once you two get in there!" Koala grins before teasing once more. "Don't come out having seven kids pop out!" She added jokingly, making you blush in embarrassment as you nudged her arm. "quit it!" You groaned with a slight blush, rolling you eyes.

Sabo only laughed, seemingly amused and unbothered which added your embarrassment. You'd have to admit, the blonde was attractive. He's a sweet individual with a dark side which you find hot. Recalling from that time in dressrosa, you were truly surprised to see Sabo turn to a different man. It made you all hot and bothered.

Just from the memory of it, you couldn't help but get a little turned on now. You try to shrug it off, trying to calm yourself down before you embarrass yourself infront of the man who you were deeply attracted to.

You couldn't help it. The sound of his soft, silky voice reaching your ears makes you weak to the knees. You had to admit you developed a crush on Sabo.

"Come on, y/n, let's get it over with." Sabo calls out, giving you a kind smile as he offered his hand out towards you. With a slight blush, you nodded and placed your hand in his gloved one. From there, he gently pulled you towards the designated closet the both of your needed to be in for a few minutes.

It was only for a few minutes... Nothing will happen in between that time, right?

That's what you thought as a small part of you itched to be ravished by Sabo in this small space. It was such a small space that you and Sabo had to quite literally squish inside —your position was a bit.. suggestive, to say the least.

You faced the wall with Sabo pressed up behind you.

If one of you moved a single inch, you'd ben rubbing off of eachother. It was tight, plus one of the revolutionaries sneakily went to lock the door which almost made you die.

"Y/N." You suddenly hear Sabo mumur, he was so close to the point where you could hear his whispering. The way he said your name sounded nearly like a whimper, you couldn't believe your ears.

It did turn you on but you didn't wanna admit it. Who knows, perhaps he was just uncomfortable in such a position with you.

Thoughts swirl around in your mind, you wanted to say something but the words were caught in your throat—you couldn't utter a word. You'd be lying if you said you didn't like the situation and position you were in now. It felt like you were cursed and blessed to be in such a position.

You lightly bit your lip, moving a bit to calm yourself down but it ended up you grinding against Sabo's crotch, earning an erotic groan from the revolutionary. "Y-Y/N.." You hear him groan out your name. Sabo himself couldn't move in his spot, his hands were in between the sides of your side to support himself from entirely squishing to you. The space was that small. One of his hands suddenly went down to lightly grip your hip, stopping your movements momentarily.

You felt the rough texture of his glove squeezing your hip.

The feeling of the rough texture against your supple skin made a gasp left your lips. Sabo's hand placed on your hip would soon guide your movements on grinding against him. You could clearly hear his groans and grunts near your ear as his arousal grew, if you could see his face, you'd see him biting on his lip with his eyes closed tightly. His eyebrows were knitted together as a slight blush coated his cheeks.

It almost looked like as it he was holding back an animal inside him that was begging to be unleashed to ravish you wholly.

You felt him shift, he leaned to you, fully squishing against you from behind with his obvious bulge grinding against your ass, nearly humping you.

Sabo's teeth grazed over the skin on your shoulder as the both of you whimper and moan as he dry humped you like an animal in heat. You felt the tension grow thicker and thicker that you could cut it with a knife. "Y/N, i-i." Sabo began, unable to speak for a few moments as he tries to calm himself down from his burning arousal growing within him.

His body felt more feverishly hot, probably his devil fruit reacting with his emotions and feelings.

"I-. i like you.. I know that i hadn't been honest with my feelings for you before and i know this may not be a good time but it's better late then never, right?" He admitted with a dry chuckle, his grinding against you wavering slightly as he managed to speak in full sentences.

"I understand.!" You'd let out. a small gasp following after as you try to compose yourself. "I feel the same way... i just couldn't resist you." You mutter out, giving a shaky smile. Sabo seem to light up at this information. He's such a puppy for you.

"Does that mean ... i have your consent?" He asked almost desperately and eagerly, earning a nod from you. Sabo grins and chuckles, bucking his hips against you. His other arm now went to wrap around your neck, keeping you in place as he continued to thrust and grind his hips against your behind.

"Please, allow me to ravish you, y/n. You and your body." He whispered lovingly, tone getting slightly dark in an animalistic hunger. His hand that was previously squeezing your hip went down to rub your clothed clit. The rough texture of his glove against your clothed clit made it all the more pleasurable.

You choked out moans and gasps, twitching a bit on his grasp as he still had his arm around your neck.

This made you more turned on, almost making you feel like you were about to melt like putty in his hands.

Oh, How Sabo loved this sight. He hummed, satisfied as he continued his passionate and pleasureable torture that left you craving and wanting for more.

"S-Sabo~" You moan out his name, tone filled with desperation and need. He loved hearing those sweet sounds of yours slip out of your lips. It felt so right and so natural. This caused his hunger to urge him more. He suddenly stopped pleasuring you, which left you whining. Sabo chuckled, lifting his hand tn his mouth. His teeth bit down on his glove before slipped it off from his hand, he spat his glove in the tight, dim space before he sneakily slipped his hand in your pants. His fingers came in contact with your soaked folds.

"So wet." Sabo mused softly as he skillfully fingered your clit. You'd hear him lick his lips before he entered two, thick fingers inside your needy entrance. You flinched a bit.

You'd been daydreaming of this for so long, you desperately wanted this. You dreamt of his fingers to fuck you mercilessly and now you're getting what you wanted. He was slow and gentle, it obviously left you craving for more. His fingers stretched you out before he slipped it in and out of you, finding a slow and steady pace. He'd do this all day but his lust was clouding his mind. He wanted to fuck you, take you and ravish you on the spot but he put your pleasure first.

Sabo wanted you to be prepped and ready before he could satisfy his own desires. And so, that's what he did.

As Sabo continues his pleasurable torture on you with two digits slipping in and out of you, you were only left to be helpless. You moaned and squirmed in his grasp, getting closer and closer to your peak Your silky, sticky fluids coated his fingers as it leaked out and reached into the palm of his hand.

Without warning, the knot inside your stomach snapped and you released on his fingers. He grins lightly, pulling his fingers out. It was leaking and coated with your orgasm. He then placed his wet, coated fingers nearby his lips and licked it clean. You can hear him sucking his fingers clean as you helplessly twitch and whimper, still high in your peak.

You mind felt clouded and light, you couldn't do anything but to whimper and pant heavily. Your body felt hot.

"I love you, y/n." Sabo whispers lovingly, the sound of his belt unbuckling reaching your ears. You flinch and moan as his erection hit your back. He was hard.

Without much time, Sabo pulled down your pants, exposing your leaking arousal. It was so heated in the small space of the closet the both of you were in. It was almost as if there was a fire there, warming the both of you up as some sweat beads began to form on your forehead. You feel Sabo's lips prep your neck and shoulder with light kisses, a sign that he's going in now that you're all prepped up for him. With a gentle push, Sabo pushed himself inside you. The sticky yet warm liquid from your orgasm act up as lube, making it easier for him to slip in, sheathing himself inside you wholly.

"nghh, y/n." Sabo groans out softly, his cock deep inside you to his full length. He wasn't moving, he was waiting for you to get used to his size. He couldn't help himself but twitch inside you, earning a tremble from your body in his grasp which made him harden more inside your velvety walls wrapped around his shaft.

After a few minutes, you had gotten used to his length and grew more and more needy. It was clear that you felt him inside you but you needed and wanted more. That's what you craved. With a small buckle of your hips, you signal Sabo to begin thrusting and so he did. His thrusts were slow and steady.

He was gentle with you, his hands travelled down your body, sending shivers down your spine. With each thrust he did, you pressed up further to the wall, giving him more space to thrust more. Sabo took noticed but still kept his pace slow and steady.

Sweat began to form and roll down your bodies as you two became one.

Whimpers and groans left Sabo's throat, mixing along with yours as he penetrated you. He looked down, watching how you take him in. He took note of the delicious and creamy white ring that formed around the start of his shaft. It was a view that will be imprinted in his mind along with other precious moments and memories with you. Sabo was truly like a puppy towards you, putting you first and being gentle with you.

As much as you love that, you wanted more.

"Sabo please. rougher." You pleaded in a whisper moans getting caught in your throat as the pleasure began to take control of you. Sabo only let out a grunt in response.

"anything for you."

His thrust quickened. His movements got rougher to the point where your skin rippled a bit from the impact of his hips thrusting into you from the behind. His usual cheerful, kind round eyes turned sharp and half lidded, clouded and darkened with lust as he watched the view upon him.

Sabo loved this sight and will forever remember it.

The fire lit inside him blew into a bushfire fron a small match lit up. He couldn't control himself, his hips soon thrusting against your behind roughly yet lovingly, enjoying and taking in every delicious sounds you made. The tip of his shaft rubbed against your womb as he tries his best to dig himself deeper in such a small space.

Sabo wanted to find his release and he was damn near close to it. But his priority was you, he focused on your pleasure first.

You were his first priority, his focus solely on your pleasure. His knot was about to snap but he maintained himself. He wanted you to have it first.

With desperate thrusts, he couldn't help but bite down on your shoulder to try and not release himself so early. He felt your wall tighten and that nearly made him snap. A loud, low moan left Sabo's lips.

"y/n, please... cum for me... i'm about to lose it." Sabo begged in a shaky voice, his thrusts unwavering. He was so close to coming undone. His words and moans only cease to heighten your arousal, with a few, deep thrusts. You finally came to your second orgasm.

The feeling of your orgasm coating his cock made Sabo unleash himself inside. Sabo moaned out a bit loudly, thrusting in a few more before unsheathing himself from your trembling body. The both of you rode out your high before he pulled away, you were stuffed with his warm semen.

Sabo groaned and held you tightly in the closet.

"let's stay here." He muttered softly. Turns out, those seven minutes turned to seventy-seven minutes.

[stargirldelight-deactivated2026]

𝑺𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝑺𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒊𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝑻𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝒐𝒓 𝑻𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕, 𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒕? 𝑱𝒐𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒏' 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒚 𝑭𝒊𝒄𝒔 𝑻𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒔 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒕𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆!

𝑻𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒔 𝒅𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝑻𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒅𝒂𝒚!

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐂𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍… 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌𝐒! 𝑶𝒓 𝒏𝒐𝒕, 𝒘𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒋𝒖𝒅𝒈𝒆.

𝐖𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝟏 : 𝐂𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐲 | 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ╰┈➤ 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐮𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 — 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐯𝐮𝐥𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞 — 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭… 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠?

𝐖𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝟐 : 𝐌𝐞 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥 | 𝐙𝐨𝐫𝐨 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ╰┈➤ 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐮𝐧𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥? 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐧’𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝?

𝐖𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝟑 : 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐇𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐫 | 𝐒𝐚𝐛𝐨 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ╰┈➤ 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: 𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐣𝐨𝐛, 𝐬𝐞𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐲. 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝’𝐯𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐲 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭.

𝐖𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝟒 : 𝐇𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 | 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ╰┈➤ 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲. 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐱 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐝… 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐯𝐨𝐲𝐞𝐮𝐫𝐬?