☆ Cry Velvet ☆

Minors and fem aligned DNI 19

[cryvelv3t]

Rules

My name is Santiago. My pronouns are He/him. I ONLY write for domtop male and gn readers. I love wrestling, boxer, horror movies, and way more.

I'll write for any fandom somebody requests but if I know nothing about it I'll turn it down.

Also special anons seem really cool so if you want to ask to be one, please feel free to.

Demon in your dreams

My Brutality

[cryvelv3t]

Switch! Varang x Switch!Male/GN Reader | Cunnilingus, Drug Use, Fingering, Reader is an Avatar, She’s kind of taking advantage of the reader but you’re cool with it. Dom to Sub Varang, cum eating, multiple orgasms, overstim, kind of rushed towards the end

Your body ached as you got up, muscles were tight, and your jaw ached with a heaviness you weren’t used to. The air felt different, thicker, like there was something added to it. Your shoulder blades felt stiff as your body moved to get you off the ground, it was a slow, painful process to even get up on your feet. You looked around with new eyes that you weren’t used to. Your thighs burned as your body carried you through the forest, trying to take in the new place where your new body had been abandoned. You thought you’d be lost, unable to speak much navi, being a sky demon, you had nowhere to go. That’s what it seemed like until you saw her, the Tsahik of a terrifying tribe. Her red paint pulled you towards her along with the look of the flames being changed into different colors by her powders. You stalked closer cautiously, still a little creeped out by the ritual happening in front of you. 

She was smart though, the Tsahik had already seen you stalking her tribe. She was intrigued by your stiff, unnatural movements. You were a demon, another instrument to offend Eywa. She watched as you came closer, up until you made it to the bushes before the clearing. She walked around the clearing, not looking at you, but never turning her back. She signaled to some of her people to find you and grab you. 

She watched as you fought back against the Mangkwan, your still unfamiliar body doing well against the thinner Navi. You were able to get them to the ground before one put their knife to your Kuru. When you felt your braid pulled you froze, knowing one wrong move would kill you. Watched as you crawled over to them, a hot feeling boiling in her stomach. “Kaltxì” She greeted, leaning over you. Her three fingered hand running over your jaw “Where did you come from?” She asked, her voice dripping with an intoxicating amount of power and confidence. “Rrta.” She smiled down at you “A sky demon.” She grabbed your jaw. “Help me and I’ll help you.” “What do you need?” You asked her “Thunder.” She showed you the gun “There is a wreck near here, where I woke up.” You confessed to her, dumbly trusting that she’ll actually help you. She smiled and directed her people to let you go. You smiled at her when the knife wasn’t pressed against your kuru anymore. She gestured with her fingers for you to get up “Take me.” She whispered to you. You lead her to the wreck sight, watching her movements closely. She walked with a certain amount of confidence that made her so scary. You watched as she ordered her people around before turning to you “Tonight, you will come with us. Prove yourself or you go.” Fuck. You were fucked, or at least you thought you were fucked. You nodded at her. “Good, Sky demon. You learn quick.” She said, voice deep and commanding. 

That night you found yourself in her kelku, watching as she mixed different powders together. “Feel.” She crouched in front of you blowing the powders into your nostril “Fuck!” you yelled at the feeling of the powders in your nose. It kind of burned, until it hit you. Your eyes unfocused before you saw Varang again, you could see her clearly against the bright colors in her room. You fell back slightly with a shaky breath, Varang followed, her legs spreading to straddle you. One of your hands found purchase on her thigh, she smiled and leaned down closer to you. You could feel her breath against your lips. She leaned in deeper, her lips brushing against yours “You helped us, now we help you.” You pulled her in deeper to press your lips firmly against hers. She made a very small noise of surprise but quickly recovered. “Lay back.” She pushed you down further, you let her. She slowly crawled up your body before resting on your chest. You let out a heavy breath, your hands curling around her thighs. “Be good, you have sharp teeth now.” She chuckled quietly, pulling off her tewng. You took a sharp breath at the sight of her pussy, it glistened with her wetness “Fuck.” You groaned like you couldn’t say anything but that. You watched her as she slowly crawled up to be straddling your face. You hummed as you leaned up, running your tongue over her slit to her clit. You sucked it softly before groaning into her when she pushed her face deeper onto you. She let out a shaky breath, “Good good.” She praised, almost surprised as she doesn’t know the way humans do all of this. You pulled off her clit to push your tongue into her cunt. She gasped at the feeling of your tongue exploring her insides. She grabbed your braids, pulling you deeper into her. You groaned while reaching your hand up, pulling down her top to touch her breasts. Your thumb brushed over the hardening bud before squeezing her breast in your hand. You groaned at the feeling of her breast in your palm. Varang let out a loud moan at the vibrations that ran through her cunt. 

The hand still on her thigh trailed down to her pussy as you moved your mouth back to her clit. You sucked harshly while pushing two fingers into her. She fell forward at the feeling, one hand supporting her from falling against the ground, and the other found purchase on you; on your hand on her chest. Her breathing was ragged, tremors running through her body as she felt herself nearing her orgasm. She let out a small yell, back arching, cunt grinding down harder on your hand and face as she came harshly. You moaned at the liquids filling your mouth, lapping it all up eagerly. 

She crawled off your face and sat on your chest. You slipped your fingers out of her cunt, now feeling fully sober but you still wanted more. You grabbed her hips with both hands and switched your places. You loved her taste, you needed more of it, so you simply crawled back down and took her clit into your mouth. You sucked lightly, feeling her legs still shaking on both sides of your head. You flattened your tongue, pressing it against the bud before sucking a little harsher. She let out a ragged moan, her back jerking into an arch before relaxing back against the furs. “Oh, good, so good.” She breathed out when your fingers found her cunt again. You searched for that spot that made her cum before. You curled your fingers up, massaging her warm, wet, inner walls. Varang felt like she was in heaven, she knew she had to keep you in her clan. Better yet she should keep you as a pet “There! There, please.” She yelled when you found that spongey spot inside her. You smiled against her cunt, abusing the spot inside her hoping to bring her to a second orgasm. You needed to taste the fluid that rushed out of her the first time. You could tell it was coming soon as her moaning became more whiny and wrecked, she just needed a little more. So as you abused her g-spot you ran your teeth ever so lightly against her clit. Varang reacted with a loud wrecked moan, her legs kicking slightly and her back arched almost painfully. That liquid gold came rushing out of her once again, tasting just as good if not better than it did the first time. You groaned as you lapped up the liquid messily and eagerly. Her body jerking slightly with aftershocks and the extra overstimulation from your groans and the feeling of your tongue cleaning her up.  You pulled off and crawled up to be eye level with her. Varang looked at you with hungry, glazed eyes “You stay.” She said bluntly, her three fingered hand finding your jaw. “You’ll be mine, my pet, my helper.” She explained as she pulled you in, holding you close against her “You betray me, however, you will not be as lucky as you have been today.” She threatened, closing her eyes and relaxing in your hold. Fuck.

[tricksh0t]

★ games

☾ jack abbot x top m reader

𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘴𝘩0𝘵 ⛥ guys this only needed a couple more paragraphs to finish when i left it 2 weeks ago i apologize

cw: doggy, raw, makin' out, handj-b (minor, implied), short fic, implied drunk s-x

You titled the first time you fucked Jack Abbot co-mistakes between co-workers under co-drunkenness; meaning you've both committed the mistake of fucking each other (co-workers) under the influence of liquor (which you mutually decided to partake in).

The second time you fucked him was just the same, albeit teetering less on black-out, more on tipsy.

The third and final time you fucked him, you were sober. Unsurprisingly, the next morning, when you declared you wanted to end things, you were also sober.

...he started opening the curtains at dawn. Robby had mentioned offhandedly once that Jack does naked yoga at sunrise, and you never thought you'd see it.

But you're his next building neighbor, and he's opened the curtains.

Fuck, you're gonna be late.

Nothing's stopping you from stepping away, except... except him, the way he stares at you knowingly, the way his body contorts: how his dick stands proud in tree position (either morning wood, or it's because of your stare), how his ass looks in downward dog, how his tits look as big as his ass in cobra pose.

He knows you're staring. You're making eye contact, even. Him, in all his naked goodness, in his stretching muscles and indecencies; and you, in all your ready for work-ness.

When you stand up, it's self-restraint. When you close the curtains, it's refusal.

But when you pull down your pants in the comfort of darkness, it's something else.

"You're early."

"You're slacking."

Your shift is almost over. You needed fresh air... barring the cigarette between your fingers. You needed to relax, is all, why is he judging you with that face?

Oh, that's not judgement.

"Not gonna head inside?"

"You're right, I'm early. Maybe I should just keep you company instead." He stares at you intently, arms crossed in that way that show off his biceps.

Your cigarette suddenly seems unappealing right now. You stare at it, at its dying tip and the ash that forms around it, just to stare at anything that isn't Dr. Abbot.

Anything not to look at his dark eyes, because they'll bring with them the thought of his naked body, both under you and on display. The thoughts of this morning resurface in your mind with a twist in your chest that you don't want to interpret.

Your head finds itself attracted, anyway, and you can't stop it. It looks his way, and you lock eyes again.

"I get it. Everyone needs to relax every now and then." His voice is low, familiar to you only in the bedroom and its preamble. He's doing something. When finally you bring yourself to decipher that look on his face, you realize it's desire: mouth slightly open with a peak of his tongue, half-open, intent eyes; his unashamed proximity.

You huff a scoff out of your nose, "What game are you playing at, Jack?"

"No game." He promises, except his hand reaches around your face to cup the back of your neck. "Is it a crime to look at you?"

Your eyebrows furrow, conflict on your face. You haven't even begun to ponder your own decision to break things off, now Jack is making you ponder the aftermath. The twist in your chest is desire.

Your cigarette falls from your grip, because you're much more interested in getting a grip of the muscle beneath his scrubs; and your lips forget words, because they're much more interested in answering with contact.

You kiss with a fervor reciprocated, matched. It feels like nothing's changed.

His lips burn just the same, electric and good, familiar. You've only had him three times, but you know the way he kisses and the way he tastes, because it's unforgettable.

Your lips move like they want more, even between the closeness, the noses knocking against each other. Jack answers with his tongue, because he knows your body and the way it twitches under his touch, and its need.

When your tongues meet, you flinch, or maybe shiver with pleasure. He doesn't tease you about it, he just pulls you closer by the back of the neck, forcing you to kiss him harder.

It's so easy to want Jack Abbot when he kisses you like this. It's so easy to want him when the tension is thicker than the blood that rushes between your legs.

His foot drags over the pavement in a screech, putting out your cigarette butt. You hear that before you feel him pulling away, though you keep chasing after his lips with pecks until you can't.

"Your shift is over." He speaks in a careless whisper, while his calloused hand leaves your neck. "Go home. I'll clock out for you."

You bite your swollen bottom lip as you watch him turn heel and walk into the ER. What the fuck was that?

Door's open.

A single text, late into the night when Jack finally ended his shift and returned.

Door's open, he says, two simple words that imply everything: that he wants you, that you still want him too, that he's ready for you to barge in and fuck him.

No game, he'd declared before, but goddamnit, he's a liar. He's playing a game, with his open curtains and the way he kissed you.

You watched willingly, you kissed him too.

Yeah, you want him. Of course you do. You want to lick every salty inch of his body. But it's his fault that you do.

The doorman lets you in, he recognizes you. You recognize the way to his apartment. The door stares at you with its neatly printed numbers, imposing, impenetrable; until you push it open.

When you find him, he's in the bedroom, of course. Naked, also what you expected, and yet you can't control what the sight of him does to your body.

The covers are pulled aside, and yet the pose he's splayed in isn't cliché like a porno magazine, it's fucking hot. Arms behind his head, ankles crossed, every bit of him on display. Cock proud, too. No game, he said.

Your arousal concentrates in your face, with the redness of your cheeks and the way you cover your mouth and rub it raw to try to contain every possible thing you want to spew from your mouth. You want to do so many things to him, it's unbelievable.

"On all four."

Jack smirks something victorious. The smirk remains as he gets down on his hands and knees. You know it's there, even though you can't see it, because the both of you know he's completed his mission of goading you into sex; add onto that his endless, oozing confidence.

You've just thrown your shirt off your back when you climb onto his bed. When you grasp his hips, you've only unzipped your jeans enough to dig your aching cock out.

In mind games, he controls you, because he knows that you still want him, that the sight of him tempts you.

In physical games, you're gonna fuck him until he his voice goes hoarse. You press his head into the mattress with a hand on the back of it as you push into him, all the way in. You're in charge, supposedly, but he's prepared himself for you. His body is yours, but only because he has allowed it.

Do you fucking care though?

You've got everything you could've wanted right here: his hole 'round your cock, milking you dry.

"Fuck."

There's no waiting. You can't. He protests with gulped groans, you can't care for those either.

You fuck him with a fervor, with a need. His hole tempted you today, gaping as he did whatever those fucking yoga positions are called; and it keeps tempting you now. You watch your cock disappear in and out of it, and you realize, Jack wants you too.

At least, his greedy hole does, sucking you in. You don't know games, not like the ones Jack plays, but you know his body. You know that the way his hole flutters closed around your cock, how his walls tighten, means he feels fucking good.

You slide your chest over his back. You're not sweaty yet, but soon you will be, and your skin will stick together in the hot mess. Your lips find his ear, where they whisper, "You like that?"

Any other time, Jack might reply something snarky like "of course I do", but right now?

"Fuck yeah." He spits the words out, their evidence on the pillow.

You push two fingers into his mouth, not to gag him, but to claim his tongue between your fingers and make things filthy. His tongue swirls around them, tasting their salt, he takes them easily.

"Yeah you fucking do."

The mattress shakes, the bedframe whines, his spine trembles. The neighbors will complain, but the only fucks you give are Jack's.

Whatever reason you gave to stop fucking this ass and grinding against this strong back, you take it way back.

[godjustkys]

“𝑶𝑯 𝑾𝑶𝑾..”

SYNOPSIS: just sex with whitaker, mmmm

CHARACTER: male reader x dennis whitaker

NOTE: the pitt... gonna write more, definitely. pt 2? toxic dennis and reader?? yes?

WC: 0.5k

TAGS: bratty!whitaker,, situationship (?),, implied possessive reader despite not being in an established relationship with whitaker,, praise,, whitaker knows what he’s doing,, mention of dr robby,, age gap,, older!reader,,

“oh- oh god, oh fuck. wow. wow-ah..” dennis gasped out softly, his voice raspy and hoarse, his cheek smushed against the pillow he was holding with a white knuckled grip. he was lying on his stomach, breath heavy.

this was only one of the many positions you have had him in already.

“tapping out yet?” you say breathlessly, your hands on his hips, just above his ass as you pulled your cock out, right before pushing it back in. dennis trembled and whined meekly, shaking his head as best as he could. “n—no, nuh uh..”

“...perfect, then.” you whisper, one hand sliding up his spine to grip the back of his neck. it was then that your pace sped up a little, thrusts more punctuated, brutal and sharp. “such a good boy. good boy, dennis.”

your quiet words earned another full body shiver with a high pitched keen, his back arching even if the action was stuttery. in all honesty, he was spent. tired. fucked out of his mind. sweaty to no end, muscles aching. but he couldn’t rid himself of the need to feel you, your cock, inside him.

pressing him harder into the mattress, you sit up to shift the angle, shoving your cock in deeper, coaxing even more throaty moans from the younger man underneath you.

dennis squirmed, turning his head to the side. his eyebrows were stitched together, eyes shut tight, lips parted. saliva was dribbling down his chin, onto the pillow as he kept making those pretty little whimpers and moans. “h-harder.. mmh!—” he managed, biting his lower lip when a more shrewd thrust made the tip of your cock brush against his prostate. not the first time that has happened tonight. but what a brat. he was asking for it harder when he had a puddle of drool on the pillow?

“no, dennis.” you respond, keeping your thrusts the same. it was difficult when his hole sucked you in and clenched around you like that. “you take what you get. you don’t ask for more. it’s disrespectful.” you say as you lean over his back, eyes boring into the back of his head.

“sorry.. sorry, i know. i just—ah—think you can do.. better. r-rougher.” he says innocently, looking at you from the corner of his half lidded eye. “..doctor robby cou—”

“don’t do that.” you cut him off flatly. “don’t bite the hand that feeds you. not gonna end well.” it pissed you off. the mention of doctor robby during your time. it made you just want to drill your cock so deep in him, to make him scream and cry. but that was exactly what he wanted. it was a trap and you very well knew it.

now it was even harder to resist the urge, the primal, feral need. shit. your free hand moved to his back, keeping him pressed against the bed. you were going to drag it out. make him take you slow and deep. mark him inside and out, rearrange his fucking guts and make him see stars.

[clarks-letterman]

The way im still seeing Shane Hollander x Fem!reader fics as if that man isn’t gay… guys can we stop this shit. Even when Ilya is involved, it’s so gross. Ilya is bisexual but Shane has no interest including a woman in the bedroom next to his lover

[punksrhea]

AJ LEE WWE SmackDown, September 5th, 2025

[cryvelv3t]

oh my god. i was literally sobbing

[codycutters]

WHAT A MAN 🔥

[cryvelv3t]

just gonna leave this here

[cryvelv3t]

i just deleted one of my best fics i've ever written, accidentally completely erased the google drive IM GOING TO KMS

it was beautiful and like 2000 words long, it was about Ethan Hunt

[turnbuckletalk]

happy pride month to cody–boy kisser–rhodes 🫶🏻🏳️‍🌈‼️

[cloudyzeusy]

You're in the middle of one of those playful arguments again—he's smirking like he's got something to prove, chest puffed out, tossing out cocky lines like “You really think you're gonna be the one in charge tonight?”

You let him talk. Let him play tough. Let him push you back onto the bed like he's about to take control. It's cute, really. The way his eyes sparkle like he's got the upper hand. Its funner to let him think that way.

Then your hand comes up to his throat—gentle, just enough pressure to remind him who’s really calling the shots—and suddenly his whole act shatters underneath you.

That confident grin melts into parted lips and breathless little whines, hips twitching like he can’t decide whether to lean in or fall apart. His fingers curl around your wrist like he doesn’t want you to stop.

Which he doesnt.

You lean in close, whisper against his ear, “Still wanna wrestle, baby?” And he whimpers.

Boys like him weren’t made to fight for control. They were made to be undone—one touch, one command, one look—and if he wants to pretend first, fine. You’ll let him. But the second you stop playing, he knows exactly where his place is.

And you? You’ll make sure he understands why.

[cryvelv3t]

I just watched mission impossible so...

This with Ethan Hunt

[burning-omen]

Gender envy is so weird why am I mad I can’t be a frat boy this is ridiculous

[cryvelv3t]

Real

[cryvelv3t]

Thinking about a pretty, “straight” man taking you to his apartment. 

You saw him from across the bar, he had a nice outfit, and it looked expensive. You smiled when he looked your way, a light blush dusting his cheeks. You finished the last few sips of your drinking before walking over to him. Even though he told you he was straight he still enjoyed all the attention he was getting from you. As you two kept talking he led you to the bathrooms with a smile. Once inside he led you to a stall “Come here.” he whispers as he presses his lips to yours. Once it starts to get heavy a friend of his walks in looking for him. He tells his friend he's going to leave early and just needed to take a piss. His friend said a quick okay and a bye before leaving the bathroom. As to not be seen by his friends he led you out the back way that led to the alleyway. Desperately he pulled you into him, backing himself up against the wall. If it were not for passersby he probably would’ve had you take him in that alleyway. But someone so rudely interrupted your make out by yelling some insults at the two of you. 

The walk to his apartment was long and interrupted by him sneaking kisses. But once you got into the apartment you two did not leave each other. He began to love you, your hands, your mouth, and most of all your cock. He sucked your cock like a pro, like he’s done it about a million times. Sloppy but so pleasurable. He moaned around it, slobber dripping, he looked absolutely wrecked. He came just from him blowing you. Once he pulled himself off of you he started begging for your cock. You two kept the cycle of overstimulation and pleasure until 3-4 am in the morning. And when you two woke up, he kindly kicked you out but was unable to speak to you or even look you in the eye. Little disappointing but you know he’ll beg for you to fuck him again. 

[cryvelv3t]

Imagine having a nice whiny man under you. Around his friends he’s this funny guy with “Big man muscles” as a few of his friends said while making fun of him. But around you, he’s this needy, whiny mess who just wants your cock to stuff him full. You’ve even fucked him in the studio him and his friends film at. He’ll whine and cry out for your cock at the smallest of touches. He’s so sweet, it almost makes you feel bad when you rip an orgasm away from him for the fifth time. Key word, almost. You’ll keep going, keep edging him until he’s sobbing just so you can hear him scream when you let him orgasm. You’ll whisper a quick “That’s my good boy. Think you can handle another?” And while crying and shuddering with overstimulation he’ll nod just to make you happy. Your sweet, whiny boy.

[cryvelv3t]

My Brutality

Rules and requests

Jojo's bizarre adventure (up to diamond unbreakable. I’ll update y’all when I get farther)

The Crow (ONLY THE OG! GET OUT OF HERE BILL)

Scott Pilgrim

WWE

Call of Duty

Some Dc

Peacemaker

Stardew Valley

The Matrix

Rick and Morty

Anything Keanu Reeves

Fallout (game and show)

Friday the 13th

Halloween

Jeepers creepers

The quarry

Anything Justin Long

Arcane

Mission Impossible

What kinks I will write for:

Daddy, Spit, Choking, Cnc, Knife play, Humiliation, Size kinks, Age gap (DEPENDS), impacts play, overstimulation, gun play, bondage, blindfolding, titplay

What kinks I won't write for:

Scat, Puke, Watersports, Illegal age gaps/or anything under 20, Actual rape, domestic abuse

If there is anything not on either of these lists just ask about it.

[cryvelv3t]

"Mami"

Warnings: Cunnilingus, Mommy kink (Mami), fingering, squirting, kind of dom!Rhea, service top!reader

"Hey, mami.” You smiled down at Rhea “Shut up and let me in.” She smiled back. “So, why’d you want to meet with me?” You asked even though you already knew the answer. “I think you know.” She said softly as she grabbed your hand and walked you towards your couch. “What were you watching?” She asked as she laid on your couch. “Fuck.” You whispered as you crawled in between her legs and layed down leaning into her neck. “Terrifier.” You whispered “I see that.” She chuckled as screams rang out through the room. “Come on baby. Do you want to stay there or do you want to show mami what you can do?” Your breath hitched at her voice “Fuck.” You groaned again. You pulled away slightly, placing your forearm next to her head. You leaned down to kiss her but you only grazed your lips over hers slightly, waiting for her to finish the kiss. She brought her hands around your neck, one threading itself in your hair to pull you down.

The kiss was slow but still full of emotion unlike the kisses she shared with Dom. Jealousy flared deep in your chest at the thought of him being able to hold her the way you are now. Your free hand moved down to her waist, gripping it tightly. You revelled in the noise it caused. You felt a light sting on your scalp followed by you getting ripped away from her face. You groaned when you saw her face, her lips were swollen slightly and her black lipstick was smudged. “God you’re beautiful.” Your praise bringing her a sweet smile. “Come here.” She whispered pulling you back in, the kiss was sweet and gentle unlike the stinging in your scalp. “Mami.” You groaned into her mouth as you felt her grinding up into you. She grabbed your hair roughly and pulled you away “What did you call me?” She asked with a large smirk “Mami.” You repeated, grinding your hips back into hers. “Goodboy. Now come back here and make Mami feel good.” She unthreaded her hands from your hair and took off your shirt. As soon as it was over your head you went to take off hers. “Shit.” Your eyes widened at the black lace bralette under it. “Why are you so nervous baby? It’s not much different from my gear.” She brought one of her hands to your face “This is so much different.” You whispered before beginning to kiss down her neck. She let out little groans as you got to her chest, near her chest. You nipped at the pink but through the lace, ripping a small moan from Rhea. Her noises spurred you on so much, you wanted to give her all the pleasure you could.

One hand snaked it way down her pants, circling her clit lightly. She let out a high pitched noise at the stimulation “Baby, fuck, so good, baby.”. You added some more pressure to her clit “Wait, take off my pants. Shit.” She said breathily. You immediately obeyed, hands shaking slightly as you worked the buttons. You quickly threw her clothes somewhere in the room and leaned down to kiss her again. Rhea welcomed the kiss happily, her arms wrapping around your necks tightly “Fuck, please. Please pleasure your Mami.” She groaned into your mouth. You brought your fingers back to her aching cunt. You rubbed her clit a few times before trailing down to her hole. You plunged your middle finger in to the last knuckle “Fuck!” She moaned, pulling her face away from yours while her back arches off the couch. “God, Mami. You sound so pretty.” You said into the crook of her neck while pumping your finger at a comfortable pace. Rhea’s moans were so beautiful, they were perfect. “Fuck, baby add another. Come on, be a goodboy. Fuck.” she grabbed onto your biceps, feeling up the muscles. Per her command you added another finger, scissoring them inside her. After a few thrusts later you added third finger “That’s a good boy, oh fuck. So good!” Rhea’s nails dug into your arms, you winced slightly and began thrusting faster and a bit deeper. Rhea’s eyes widened slightly “Fuck, baby. You’re gonna make me come. Keep going baby.” She groaned loudly. A few moments later her back arched off the couch and her body shook aggressively as she came with a yell. You slowed down your thrusts letting her ride out her high. 

“You okay?” You asked as you kissed her neck gently. “Yeah, I’m great but not satisfied baby.” “I know, mami. I’ll give you what you want.” You started kissing her body again this time going low enough to kiss her pelvis. “God, you smell so good.” You groaned as you trailed your kisses down to her throbbing clit. You wrapped your lips around her clit sucking harshly making her sit up with a yell and grab your hair again. With your lips still wrapped around it you circled your tongue around her clit pulling more moans from Rhea. You did another suck before pulling off with a very tiny pop. Your hands found her way to her thighs and hips as you thrust your tongue into her hole. “Fuck, good boy. So good for mami.” She praised, throwing her head back in pure pleasure. You continued the onslaught of your tongue for a little longer before switching back to stimulating her clit. You thrusted your fingers back into her while sucking her clit harshly. “God, baby. Your mouth is so much better than Dom’s. Fuck!” She moaned out loudly. Rhea knew how jealous you got about him. She knew it would only spur you on further. And you proved her right by grabbing onto her hips harshly and thrusting your fingers deeper. She groaned out happily at the stimulation. “Fuck. I, I think I’m going to come again.” Rhea stammered out, tugging your hair. You pulled your mouth away from her clit, dipped back into her hole with your tongue, and pulled out your fingers inside her to rub at her clit quickly. Her back arched, her legs trembled and with a yell she squirts? You kept rubbing in hope of pulling more from her as you drank up the liquid. At a certain point the pleasure bleed into pain and she had to use the hand in your hair to pull you away. When you pulled away it dawned on her what happened; you made her squirt.

“Fuck, come here.” Rhea brought her hands to the sides of your face and pulled you towards her. She moaned at the taste of her on your lips “Holy shit.” She breathed out when she pulled away. “Thank you baby. You were so good.” You smiled at the praise “Thank you Rhea.” You whispered into her neck “You’re amazing.” You added. Rhea smiled and wrapped her arms around your torso. Her hands fiddled with your hair as she watched the rest of the movie. “Are you falling asleep?” She whispered “No, but I might. You’re very warm.” You wrapped your hands around her waist “Do you have a tv in your room? We can take a shower and watch the movie there. Then you can go to bed.” You could hear her smiling as she spoke. “Okay.” “Oh and, you can fuck me in the shower since I’ve kind of blueballed you.” You smiled against her neck before grinding your hips down slightly “I can feel you smiling.” She chuckled “Come on baby.”.

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[cryvelv3t]

OH MY GOD THAT ASS

[cryvelv3t]

Dad's best friend

Warnings: Age Gap, You're Orton's kid storyline wise, praise, bleeding

You sat behind your dad as he spoke with Cody, a lot had been happening with Kevin Owens and it was starting to worry them. "What do you think kid?" Cody asked you. He always felt the need to include you in conversations, you really loved him for that. Plus he’s super hot. "I think you should take his offer?" Their eyes widened "Kevin's offer," you clarified "It will be a good chance for you to show just how brutal you can be, it's like the "I quit" match with AJ." You added. Cody smiled "Now Randy why can't you be more like him?" He commented as he looked at your dad. "That's smart kid." he complimented as he turned his attention back to you. "Thanks Mr. Rhodes." His smile fell slightly "Do you always call me that?" he asked, brows furrowing. "Yeah, ever since I was little." You answered like it was obvious "Cody. It's Cody now." You smiled at him. “What if he tries to do a tag team match?” Randy asked Cody “Right, you’re injured. What about the kid?” Your eyes widened and you smiled widely “Yeah?” He asked, smiling as well. “No! No, that's an awful idea.” Randy said as placed an arm in front of you. “Why?” “You may be able to hold your own but you’ve never done a tag team match.” You went to tell him you could do it but Cody stopped you “He’s going to be my partner.” He said firmly. Randy sighed “Fine but don’t complain when you lose the match.” He walked away from you. “You think you’ll be able to do this. “I think so. Thank you Mr.” You cut yourself off before you could say Mr. Rhodes. “Thank you Cody.”. He gave you a smile and squeezed your shoulder before leaving you with your thoughts.

As you laid in bed that night you couldn’t help your mind wandering to Cody giving you a chance like that. You placed your face in your pillow trying to stop the more perverted thoughts from intruding the nicer ones. God, he’s as old as your dad and here you are fantasizing about him bouncing on your dick. “Fuck.” You groaned and started to play music on your phone to distract yourself. It somewhat worked but your dream was even worse. Cody looked up at you from his place on the floor “Please, fuck my mouth.” He whispered. It was like you couldn’t speak but he knew exactly what you wanted. Cody opened his mouth and stuck his tongue out. You slowly led your cock into his mouth. He hummed around it, his eyes struggling to stay open. He let out steady, muffled, moans as you rocked your cock into his mouth. He pulled himself off your cock, his eyes were so beautiful, so fucking desperate “Please, please I need you inside me.”. Almost immediately after he said that you woke up. You were meeting up tonight with Cody to make a plan on if Owens asks for a match. You felt like cancelling but you also need to prove to your dad that you can do it.

“Hey, kid.” He greeted as he let you into his hotel room. “You okay?” he asked, “Yeah, just kind of distracted but I’ll be fine.” “What’s distracting you?” he pried. You had the urge to look him straight in the eyes and tell you about your dream but instead gave a little “Nothing important.” you dismissed the question. “I don’t think Owens is going to ask for a tag team match. He doesn't have any allies that would help him if he tried.” Cody said and you hummed in acknowledgement “We probably could’ve done this over text.” Cody laughed as he walked you into the room. “You can sit down.” he said as he sat on the edge of his bed. You sat at the little desk in the corner “If you don’t think he’s going to ask for a match then why am I here?” You asked a little meaner than you meant for it. His eyes widened slightly “I wanted to talk to you, without your dad here.” He got up and began walking towards you. You raised an eyebrow at him “What about?” you asked nervously. “I,” he started “I want you.” Your eyes widened. You wondered if you were dreaming “I’m sorry, this was wrong. Your dad is my best friend, I’m sorry.” You cut him off by kissing him. “I want you too.” You said against his lips. He made the effort to pull away “You’ve grown to be so handsome.” He ran a hand from your face to your chest. “And you’re so strong.” you smiled at him. You kissed him again before backing him up to the bed. Once he laid down you placed a leg in between his legs “Fuck, you’re so hot.” He really met your expectations.

You guys heard someone knock on the door “Cody!” It was Owens. “What the hell?” Cody said as you two sat up. “Don’t let him see you.” He whispered as he went to open the door. You sat off to the side out of sight from the door. As soon as he opened the door Owens started yelling at him. “You are a piece of shit and! And guess who I saw come into your room? Orton’s kid, I wonder how he would feel if he saw his best friend fucking his son?” Owens went on a rant about how Randy would react, then you heard Cody raise his voice “You saw nothing. And I will never hear you call the kid a whore again. Imagine how Randy would react, he would put you 6 feet under.” You could hear Cody chuckle “Hell, I would. Leave now, asshole.” His voice was stern, so different from the one you heard minutes ago. You smirked to yourself at the thought. You heard the door close and the lock click. “You okay?” You looked at him, his face was flushed and his brows were furrowed. He hummed “I’m just telling you now, your voice when you’re angry is so hot.” You smiled at him. Cody’s facial expressions changed greatly “Really?” You hummed, eyes flickering from his lips back to his eyes. “Fuck.” He breathed out, “You should probably go before Owens comes back.” Cody said as you went to kiss him. You stopped and backed away “Okay.” You tried not to show your disappointment.

He walked you out to the door, and you turned around to say goodbye. “I really don’t want you to leave. If you want to stay you might have to hide again. Do you want to stay?” You laughed “What do you think?” He smiled at you, his hands working their way up to your neck. Your hands found his waist and you kissed him gently. Cody pulled you back into the room, lips never leaving each other. You took one hand off of his waist and used it to close the door. Once you both needed air he pulled away “Fuck.” He breathed out, his hands trying to find a place to sit. “God, I want to fuck you.” You groaned as you started to kiss his jaw and neck “Do it, god fuck! Please do it.” He sounded desperate, his voice was high pitched and whiny. “Fuck, just your voice alone could make me come.” He whined loudly at that. You backed him up, both of you falling onto the bed. You took the same position as before with one of your legs between his own. You pressed your knee into the growing bulge in his pants. He whimpered your name as he let his head fall back against the pillows. “God, I love the way you say my name.” You groaned into his ear “God, I love your voice. You’re so fucking hot.” He moaned out as he ground onto your thigh. You let him pleasure himself as you kissed down his jaw and neck. He was still wearing a button up from his promo earlier giving you very easy access to take off his shirt. You quickly unbuttoned the the shirt “God you’re so fucking hot.” You groaned as you wrapped your lips around his nipple. His back arched with a loud moan.

You pulled away from his chest with wide eyes as you felt your thigh get wet. “Fuck, Cody. Did you just come?” He nodded tears in his eyes. You cooed at him as you went to get him a change of clothes. “No, I want, no, I need you inside of me please.” He grabbed your shirt using it to pull you back to him. “Please, please baby. Please fuck me.” You hummed “Of course baby.” you said as you kissed him again. Your fingers fumbled around with his belt and his hands found your belt. “Take off your shirt.” He demanded. You smiled down at him “So needy.” You teased “Yes, yes I am. Fuck! Please fuck me.” Cody begged without you even asking it of him. His voice easily made you crumble, you pulled off your shirt and pulled off your pants. Cody let out a string of thank you’s as he sat up and raked his nails down your body “Please, please fuck me please.” He begged again as pulled down his pants. Cody gets desperate so easily, he’s so sweet. You smiled and started to kiss down his body, you pulled off his boxers. “Do you have lube?” He nodded quickly “Yes, yes, in my bag.”. You didn’t want him to be waiting for too long so you hurried to grab it. “You plan this baby?” You asked him as you began to run your lubed fingers on his rim “I hoped, but no. Asking you to be my tag team partner and having you come over tonight were impulsive. Fuck!” He spoke somewhat frantically “How long have you wanted me baby?” You leaned down into his ear. When he went to speak you entered a finger successfully cutting him off with a loud groan. “Answer me Cody.” You went from baby to his name so quickly. It made him whimper loudly “Wrestlemania when you helped me win the belt, you were so fucking hot when you speared Roman.” He was basically crying at this point. He was so beautiful like this, absolutely amazing. You added another finger to his hole “Fuck, thank you thank you.”. Your cock was painfully hard in your boxers, you started to grind yourself against his leg to give yourself a little release. You groaned praises into his ear “Fuck, your so good. So good for me.” You entered another finger into Cody. When you felt that he was loose enough you pulled out your fingers, added lube to your cock and his hole “Are you ready baby?” You asked as you lined up your cock with his hole. “Yes, yes please fuck me.” You leaned down and gave him a gentle kiss and guided your cock into him. You groaned simultaneously at the stimulation. You two just sat for a minute after you bottomed out giving Cody enough time to adjust. “Move, move please, move.” He begged and reached his hands out to you. As you started thrusting Cody wrapped his hands around your neck pulling you to be near him. “My sweet baby.” You wrapped one arm around his waist and the other forearm sits next to his head. “You’re calling me baby and I’m older than you.” He chuckles “Got your brains back.” He hummed “You’re not going hard enough.” You raised your eyebrows. “Oh?” You asked before slamming into him “Fuck!” He cries out “Yes! Fuck!” He moans loudly, his nails digging into your back. At this point you think you might be bleeding. His nails drag from the small of your back to the spot where your shoulder and neck meet. You saw some blood fall from your shoulder onto his face “Fuck baby, look at that.” “Huh?” He whimpered, “Making me bleed.” His eyes widened as you leaned down and licked the blood off of his face. “Please, please. Fuck you’re gonna make me come. Please!” He begged loudly. “Make me come please, touch me please.” You smiled down at him and did as he asked. He crumbled after a few strokes, cock letting out a stream of cum. His hole tightened around you making you cum deep inside him. “Fuck.” You groaned as you calmed down.

“You should stay the night.” Cody said as he started to run his hands through your hair, “That was my plan.” you responded with a smile. “We should take a shower.” Cody smiled, “Yeah, we should.” You answered. “You’re tired aren’t you?” He asked as he felt your weight slowly press harder against him “We can wait for a bit.” He gives you a kiss on the head and pulls you close. “Would it be crazy to say I love you?” You ask leaning into his neck “A little but I love you too.” Cody responds with a light chuckle.