jude is so sweet for aftercare. heâll clean you up and hug and pepper you with kisses afterwards.
B)BODYPART
he loves your throat and waist. he will forever wrap his hand around your throat and grip your waist at any possible moment.
C)CUM
he loves to cum inside you and always will, whether that be your ass,pussy or mouth. although seeing your face painted with his cum is a huge turn on.
D) DIRTY SECRET
he secretly wants you to take control and dominate him, but heâll never admit it.
E)EXPERIENCE
he is young and therefore is not that experienced, until it comes to you obviously. as time has passed he has learnt his way around your body and knows exactly what he needs to do to get you off.
F)FAVOURITE POSITION
jude doesnât have one, but he loves any position where you both can look at him mercilessly ramming into you from a mirror.
G)GOOFY
he doesnât really try to crack jokes but he smiles once a while as you and him both know his smile is so attractive.
H)HAIR
he is groomed, but he doesnât take it that seriously.
I)INTIMACY
he loves intertwining hands with you whenever your doing it and will make sure youâre comfortable.
J)JACK OFF
he prefers to go through videos of you guys, masturbating being his last option as he prefers the real deal.
K)KINK
to your shock, jude is secretly such a kinky guy. he loves the dom/sub dynamic and loves abusing your skin, leaving hickeys for everyone to see.
L)LOCATION
his house is both of yours preferred location. the more privacy, the better.
M)MOTIVATION
just you, not much context needed.
N)NO
heâs open to everything you are and if you donât/ are uncomfortable he wonât do it.
O)ORAL
he prefers receiving. seeing your eyes as you peer up at him turns him on crazy. also something about your bruised knees always gets him going.
P)PACE
usually he is quite rough and fast but it honestly depends on the situation.
Q)QUICKIE
due to this job, you always find yourself in a changing room or guest bathroom, terribly controlling your moans.
R)RISKS
you both love the thrill. enough said.
S)STAMINA
he could genuinely last all day and it feels like he wonât stop fucking you until hours at times.
T)TEASE
he is the biggest tease. constantly pushing your buttons, grabbing your waist and whispering dirty things into your ear at any opportunity.
U)UNFAIR
following back to the previous point, heâs such a tease and therefore very unfair.
V)VOLUME
he is quite vocal, always praising you.
W)WILD CARD
he loves watching a bulge appear into your stomach; constantly pressing down on it which just adds to the pleasure.
â summary: you come over to the cameron's residence hoping to hang out with your bestfriend, but she isn't home. when rafe sees what you're wearing, he starts to mess with you
â warnings: smut! 18+ slight bullying, degrading, manipulation, unprotected sex, breeding kink, dom!rafe, soft!innocent!naive!reader, thigh riding, dumbification, humiliation kink, babyfication, piss kink, loss of bladder control
â a/n: this was just a silly idea that came to mind, don't take it too seriously
â„ïž stupid babygirl, r.c
as you walked up to the door of your bestfriends house, you couldn't contain your excitement, as you knocked on the door.
your smile faded quickly, when instead of sarah, rafe opened the door. you quickly replaced your frown with a polite smile, "hi, um, where's sarah?" you asked nervously
rafe chuckled humouresly, "she's not here", "oh, um, i'm sorry" you stammered, about to turn around, "leaving so soon princess, i thought we could play?" rafe chuckled, "we're not toddlers, rafe" you rolled your eyes
rafe scoffed, "you're sure dressed like one, what are you wearing anyways?" he teased, you blushed embarassedly, "i-i, it's my favirote outfit" you crossed your arms over your chest
"well, you look stupid" rafe bluntly sneered at you
you pouted, "no i don't!" you sputtered, "i'm just teasing you sweetheart, why don't you come in" he said, opening the door wider.
you nodded, your heart fluttered at the nickname, walking in, he closed the door behind you. "what you got that cute outfit on? you tryna impress someone?" rafe asked, you shook your head, "you shouldn't be wearing something so revealing, some man might try and snatch you up, but you wouldn't let them, you're a good girl, right?" rafe asked
you didn't know how to respond, so you nodded, "that's it, nod your pretty little head" rafe coed, he stepped closer to you, "open your mouth" he demanded, you furrowed your brows, "why?" you asked
rafe tsked, when you questioned him, "such a dumb little girl, can't even follow simple instructions, but i guess that's because you're just a little baby, huh?" rafe teased and belittled you
"rafe, serious-mmmphh" you were cut off, as he shoved his fingers inside your mouth. you choked and gagged, until you were forced to swallow, you sucked on his fingers, closing your eyes from tf pleasent feeling.
"that's it, good girl" he coed, as he began combing his fingers through your hair, you moaned at the feeling. he pulled his fingers out of your mouth, "open" he demanded, this time you complied
he spit inside your mouth, forcing your mouth shut, "swallow" he demanded, you swallowed hard. "good little girl, now get on your knees" he said, you nodded meekly, getting on your knees infront of him
it made you feel like such a good girl, espescially when he ran his fingers through your hair again.
you rubbed your head against his hand, as he kneeded your scalp with his fingers, you hummed quietly at the feeling.
"you like that, baby?" rafe asked, you nodded fastly. you couldn't help, as your hands went inside your skirt, rubbing your clit through your panties.
rafe smacked your hands roughly, he pushed you down, so you were now lying on your back. "babies aren't allowed to touch themselves, their only good for being fuck dolls." rafe sneered in your ear, he smacked your cunt a couple times, making you sqeaul and squirm uncomfortably.
as he did, you began to notice the sharp pain in your bladder, "rafe, i-oh!" you were cut off by your own moan, as rafe began rubbing your clit faster, "i-i need to go pee" you cried, "aww, is little baby gonna cry, because she has to go potty" rafe mocked you, you weren't at all amused, "rafe, i'm serious" you whined
"this is perfect, little baby can't control her bladder, huh?" rafe teased, now you were determined to hold it in, but it got continously harder as rafe rubbed your clit harder. "rafe, please, i'm gonna pee myself!" you whined patheticaly
rafe chuckled darkly, "go ahead, i won't mind" he said, and before you could protest, your bladder released itself, you moaned, unable to hide your pleasure, as rafe abussd your clit more.
"you dirty little girl, you liked that shit" rafe grinned, all you could do was moan shamfully. "gonna fuck you so hard, cum inside your pretty little whole" rafe smirked, as he pulled your panties down, pushing your skirt up
"i'm on birth control" you gasped, as he shoved his fingers inside you, "what, you got boys fucking ya? they don't know you're just a useless baby slut, huh?" he teased you, shoving his fingers deeper inside you, you moaned loudly, "so fucking wet and tight f'me" rafe moaned huskily
"unbotton my pants f'me princess" rafe demanded, you did, too tired to protest. you pulled his pants down, "can i?" you asked, rafe nodded, you pulled his boxers down too, watching as his dick sprung out.
rafe lowered himself down to your cunt, he didn't warn you before forcing his dick inside, you cries out, "s big" you barely managed to say, he kept pounding into you relentlessly.
your mind turned to mush, as he fuckes you harder ans harder, you were crying from the pain, but it made you feel so good, "d'son sop" you moaned, drool fell from your lips, "m clos" you moaned
rafe fucked harder into your g-spot, your back arched, eyes sqeeuezed shut, "rafe please" you begged
rafe slapped your thigh harshly, causing you to whimper, "what's my name princess?" he asked, "d-daddy!" you cried, "mm rafe i-gonna" you panted, your tongue out, like a dog in heat.
"shhh, just cum for me princess." rafe coed, he fuckes you, until you came all over his cock. rafe pulled his cock out, "fucking dumbass baby slut, got your piss all over my dick" before you could respond, he shoved his dick inside your mouth, you choked and gagged.
before you started to suck on his dick, swirling your tongue around to lap up all your cum and piss, you moaned at the taste of your own cum and piss.
rafe gripped your hair, fucking your face into his cock, "good girl, suck daddy'a cock and make him cum" he groaned, as you choked, you forced yourseld to breath through your nose, as he continued fucking your face.
he finally shot his load into your mouth, letting go of your hair, and pulling his cock out, "swallow" he demanded, you swallowed thickly, moaning in satosfaction, at the salty taste.
"fuck, you really can't controll yourself, huh?" rafe asked, "pissing all over my floor, but i guess it isn't your fault, babies can't help themself" rafe coed, stroking your cheek
warnings: female masturbation, blowjob!!!, technically dub-con cause shes high but she does consent, marijuana use
"wake up sunshine! sarah is here for you and you know how dad gets when he sees a kook in the house." jj yells from the other side of the door, waking me up from my deep slumber.
"fine i'm getting up." i yell back.
i get up from my bed and start to scramble for something to wear. sarah invited me to some party at toppers house. i usually would say no to parties cause i hate them with my whole heart but sarah said in these exact words; "i think tonight is gonna be the night, you know with top..." obviously meaning she thinks they are gonna have sex.
i grab a light yellow crop top and some low waisted flared jeans. i put them on quickly put my black lowtop vans on, grab my makeup bag and hair straighter and walk out of my room.
i walk out into our living room and see my dad sprawled out on the couch, probaly off a multitude of drugs and different types of acholohol. i love my dad but i dont like him as a person. i just wish he was different.
"bye aelia, have fun with sarah!" jj yelled from the across the room. i simply wave bye to him and walk out the door. the next thing i know is sarah engulfing me in a big hug. "ugh, i haven't seen you in forever!" sarah says. "sarah, you saw me two days ago." i retort.
"thats too long! anyways we need to get going if we wanna get ready and make the party!" she says. we both walk to the car and get in. we talk about how days have been since we last saw each other while she drives. we get to her house and go to her room so we can start to do our makeup and hair, i mean it was already 7:00 and sarah says the party starts at 8:00...
i quickly straighten my hair, put some mascara on and then we are on our way to toppers house. "ugh i'm so excited! i wonder if hes big..?" sarah says.
"gross sarah!" i say in a disgusted tone. sarah and i are both virgins but sarah tends to be more outgoing about sex then i am. i mean i haven't ever seen a dick in real life, only in the puberty video in 5th grade! we shortly show up to toppers house and get out of the car.
"i'm gonna go find top, go get a drink or something. let loose!" sarah says while starting to walk away. i audibly grown. shes the one who made me come, yet shes leaving me. i start to walk around seeing if i know anyone, but then i remembered these are all kooks. I find a couch to sit on and stay there for about 10 minutes before some tall man comes up to me.
"hi i'm rafe, how come i've never seen you around here?" he says in a low voice. i turn to look at the mysterious man, but wow was he handsome. lightly tan skin, bright blue eyes, perfect bone structure. dear lord i couldn't even think.
"you gonna answer me or what?" he says
"oh yeah sorry, um i don't really go to parties." i say shyly while looking down at my hands. he sits next to me.
"that's probably a good thing, such a pretty thing like you shouldn't be here." he says. god just his voice made me dizzy. what was this? i've never felt this way before. i flushed at his kind words.
"so you smoke?" he asked me while pulling out a cigar looking thing out of his pocket.
"oh i've never tried it..." i said.
"you wanna?" he asked
"yes." i answer almost immediate.
he smirks and stands up, puts his hand out for me to take and i do. we go upstairs into a secluded room and he sits on the bed.
"you can sit down you know, i wont bite." he says while pulling a lighter out.
"sorry i'm nervous." i say shyly.
"don't be sweet girl, your safe with me." he says. he quickly lights the "blunt" (his words) up and takes a long drag.
i sit down and he hands it to me. i take it, roll it in between my pointer finger and thumb, and take a long hit just like he did.
"hold it in." he says bluntly.
i hold the smoke in as long as i can and finally exhale. i take a few more hits, doing exactly what he told me. i hand the blunt back to him once i start to feel funny.
"you okay baby?" he asks smugly.
"yeah yeah i just feel funny like tingly..." i say in quiet voice.
"its cause you're high. it'll get real fun in a minute just trust me." he says after take a hit.
i notice he starts to rub his large, rough hands over my thigh. i start to feel weird down there... i don't know whats happening but i feel like the room is spinning.
"i asked you a question baby. whats your name?" he says
"oh! aelia. aelia maybank." i say
"ohh your maybanks sister." he says roughly.
"is that a problem?" i ask
"oh no not at all." he says, still rubbing my thigh with his hands, but his hands start to get higher.
"oh god..." i whimper. i start to feel my cunt grow slick. this has never happened to me before but god did it feel good.
"now tell me baby.... you ever sucked dick before?" he whispers in a low tone.
"no no, i've never done anything before. i've only ever kissed a boy." i say. "you wanna learn how to?" he asks calmly
i nod my head.
"get on your knees then baby." he says as he starts to slowly manspread. i get on my knees eagerly. he starts to unzip his pants, lift his hips lightly and take off then pants and boxers in one quick move.
wow was he big. it looked to almost be 8 and half inches. it was thick too with veins running down it.
"oh my god." i say.
"what baby? am i too big for you?" he asks in a mocking tone.
i shake my head no.
"good girl. now open your mouth and slowly start to bob your head on it, and no teeth." he says.
i slowly open my mouth and wrap my lips around his tip, i could taste his salty precum.
"oh fuck." he says while throwing his head back.
i slowly start to go farther down his dick. my mouth was so full and i still felt really high.
"wouldn't expect- ugh- for this virgin mouth to be so good!" he says. i start to lead my hand into my pants and start to rub myself through my panties.
"damn you're just as slutty as all the other girls. touching yourself while sucking my dick?" he says. he lets out a few low groans and i can feel him twitch in my mouth.
i start to bob my head a little faster hoping to please him. he lets out a few moans and then tells me he's close.
"where do you want me to cum sweet girl?" he asks.
i point to my mouth, trying to give him the hint.
"fuck baby, there you gooo." he says while i feel a warm liquid shoot into my mouth. i rub myself through my panties faster.
he takes his dick out of my mouth once hes done shooting his load into my mouth. "damn you're good." he says while laughing a little bit.
i stand back up on my feet and sit next to him on the bed. he gives me kiss and stands up to leave.
"i gotta do some business, can i get your number?"
you nod shyly and give him your phone to enter his number and name.
he takes a few seconds, hands you back your phone, gives you a quick smile and leaves.
Baaabeeee! I need one where jude went somewhere for some time and came back more buff and you struggling to take him while he's being cocky about it. đ â€ïž đ„ș
Jude Bellingham x Fem Reader
cw... creampie, doggy and missoinary, size kink, taunting Jude, degrading, slight praise, overstimulation, ass slapping, and etc
notepad... I am on a roll, this is like preparing you all for me to go missing for even longer periods. Well enjoy it because I fucking love Jude! Also let us talk about Jude official goal! Request things please.
"I'm too big, baby?" He asked, smirking as his fingers pumped into your cunt, the couch soaking wet from your last two orgasms. "I think I've prepped you enough." You shook your head as he was eye level with your cunt. He licked at your clit holding onto your plush thighs while you tried to move away.
"Ah-no!" You were clearly sensitive; Jude's fingers were coated with your glistening slick. He placed his fingers in his mouth and chuckled at your weak looking body.
"Come on, baby, I know you want it." You sheepishly nodded, and he fixed himself on the couch, his cock at your entrance, your leg over his shoulder. "You can take it, I know."
Jude's muscles were so big now; he towered over your body, and you were tiny compared to him. But it seemed Jude needed you now; he was tired of prepping you and of the pleasure his hand could give him while overseas.
Without a warning, he slammed his cock into you, and your back arched as you grabbed onto the edge of the couch. Your cries were music to Jude's ears; he loved how you shivered from the size. He stayed still; it was as if he were fucking you for the first time.
He couldn't care anymore as he started to thrust into you harder than normal, leaving your eyes landing on your cheeks.
"How charming. Baby can't even take me." He pulled out and stuffed himself back into your cunt. "One month I was in America, and you couldn't take me. You're so tight." Jude grew a feeling to want to grab your ass and pulled it out, leaving you a moaning and breathless slut of his. He turned you around on the couch; your ass was out for him, and Jude chuckled.
"Such a perfect ass." Jude smacked your left cheek, causing you to scream into a decorative pillow. Jude lined himself up and shoved his cock into you, his hands reached your hips instead of thrusting; he made you bounce. Moans ripped through the living room, the stretch stinging each time.
You could only stutter out pleas for him to be gentle, and Jude took that and threw it out the window. When your bouncing slowed down, he grabbed your hair and pulled your head up from the pillow.
"You can handle me." He moaned into your ear and began to quicken his speed. You were shocked as you grabbed onto the edge of the couch, feeling so overwhelmed. Quickly, the pain felt like fullness, and the moans mixed with screams turned into moans of pleasure. Jude chuckled, letting go of your hair, and your face landed back on the pillow.
Jude's left hand pressed on your back as his right gripped your hips. He fucked you quickly, and he was proud of how you were taking his cock so well.
"Take me well, baby." He gloated and was right when he said that your pussy clamped down onto his veiny cock. Jude was so much bigger now; his muscles were stronger and bigger, and he was naturally tall. The thought of it made you close to cumming on his cock. A white ring on his cock began to show up, and Jude chuckled.
"You like it, baby-" Jude grunted as he slammed his cock into you. "I'm bigger now!" He slapped your right ass cheek which made you push your ass towards him, wanting more. Jude's cock twitched in you, Jude was close and needed release. "Haven't cummed in so long, so close." Jude muttered, fucking you harder and faster.
Your body felt the knot, and you knew you were just as close. With one last slap on your left cheek, your legs shivered, and you collapsed. Jude's grunts being loud as you felt his cum fill you up, Jude once more pulled out and shoved himself back into your cunt pushing his cum deep into you. The pain of his girth hurting again makes you scream into the pillow.
warnings: 18+ only. minors dni. the following links are twitter links to porn videos, not fics. please keep that in mind. the videos contain fem / afab people.
a/n: since some of you wanted that i make a list of my current favourite porn videos⊠here are a few with some scenarios involved đ€ enjoy babes!!
links are under the cut!
disclaimer: please do not repost or try and take ownership of my work or post this anywhere without my consent. do not translate my work and post it anywhere â i give you no permission to do that. i only post my stories here, so if you find my work anywhere else please let me know! reblogs, likes and comments are appreciated and welcomed!
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RAFE CAMERON
âș bestfriend!rafe fucking you from behind.
âș roommate!rafe fingering you in his bed.
âș enemie!rafe choking you while he pounds into you.
âș rafe using a knife to scrape off wax from your body. [wax play & knife kink warning]
âș riding rafes dick and him breeding you.
âș rafe eating you out while you sit on his face.
JJ MAYBANK
âș enemie!jj breeding you.
âș jj fingering you.
âș jj licking your nipples.
âș enemie!jj fucking you from behind while youâre handcuffed.
âș giving bestfriend!jj a handjob.
âș jj pounding into you while youâre on top.
SARAH CAMERON
âș secretgirlfriend!sarah eating you out after a stressful day.
âș fucking sarah with a strap on.
âș eating sarah out after a party.
âș dom!sarah not letting you cum.
âș rubbing bestfriend!sarahs clit.
âș using a vibrator on sub!sarah. [a small whip is used a few times for spanking as well]
note; holy..itâs currently october 20th. i finished this early and wrote this down in 3-4 days, that is very rare usually takes me about a week but i got through it. im wiritng this done rn and its october 30th a min away from halloween & I AM TIRED, sorry if this isnt proofread. anywhooo, hope yâall enjoy this while i work on the last halloween special! đ
halloween was finally here! the decortations you forced joĂŁo to buy you were now outside, the small little pumpkins you made him carve with you by the entry of the house, & so much other stuff you canât even remember about. you were in the bathroom trying to fix the little white wings for your costume, you had your hair curled before putting on the white headband on your head. you glanced at yourself through the mirror before grabbing the white stockings with your white heals, of course you also put your costume on just to tease joĂŁo around as well. you got up and fixed the mini skirt before going downstairs. first thing you saw was joĂŁo playing on his play station..of course fifa. you rolled your eyes before you grabbed the white bowl with little spiderwebs on it. running around trying to find the candy bag. âwhere is it..â you mumbled before you heard the bag as you turned around quickly shooting joĂŁo a look, âare you kidding me.â you huffed out before walking over to him tapping on his head, he turned around looking up at you as his eyes widened.
âwhat are you wearing. and why are you upset baby-â he said before you smacked his hand before grabbing the candy bag, âthese are for the kids, iâve told you many times.. i even asked you if you wanted a bag for yourself joĂŁo..â you said before he spanked your asscheek as you bit your lip, before walking back to the kitchen to the put the candy in the bowl. he watched you walk to the kitchen as his eyes went straight ahead to gaze at your ass before he got up making his way to you, âyouâre seriously wearing this for the night?â he said as you nodded humming happily, he scoffed and rolled his eyes. âwhatâs bad about it baby?â you said looking at him flattering your eyelashes, looking up at him innocently as he shook his head before kissing your cheek, you smiled before ruffling his hair as he spanked your ass yet again. âthatâs enough joĂŁo!â you said furrowing your brows before he chuckled, before he grabbed your waist tightly pushing you back to him, your back now against his as you gasped before rubbing your ass against his clothed crotch. âi know what you want joĂŁo..â you whispered as you continued to grind yourself against his crotch, before he spanked your ass, âneedy ass girl.â he said before he turned you around, smacking the fat of your boob that was squished by the corset. you gasped before you smacked his head as he pushed you over the counter, your ass now out infront of him.
âsuch tease. you wear this to grab my attention and infront of those kids. how dirty.â he said before he spanked your ass harder this time as you moaned out shaking your ass infront of him before the doorbell rang, you widened your eyes before getting up as you stood up fixing yourself before you grabbed the bowl of candy before walking to the front door opening the door as you heard them happily yell out âtrick or treat!â you smiled giving the children a few pieces of candy as you left a poor joĂŁo with a hardened buddy in his sweatpants in the kitchen, as you passed candy around for the kids and even a few teenages.. your boyfriend on the other hand was impatient and not going to leave without a hardened cock, you looked at joĂŁo who was pissed. you giggled before you continued passing the sweets for the little kids, until he went behind you, lowered himself by bending his knees to reach to your height as he rested his chin on your shoulder. âyou still owe me.â he said kissing your neck as you hummed before turning your head slightly to look at him, âhmm..no. go away now.â you said before he spanked your ass again walking away rolling his eyes, âyouâre a brat.â he commented before he went behind you again, squeezing your ass as his fingers explored a specific area.
as you were passing more candy of course joĂŁo just had to be messing with your ass, âyou donât have any panties on.â he said as you blushed heavily nodding your head, âwhat are you going to do about it.â you said before he grabbed your waist, you gulped before he pulled you back inside, he closed the door which was good since there werent any children around. you giggled before placing the half empty bowl of candy near the entry before he grabbed your arm yanking you to the kitchen, as he turned off the lights. the candle & the fake pumpkin lantern now being the inly lighting, as it created a orange aura. he pinned you against the counter before he grabbed your cheeks making you look at him, âsee what youâve done.â he said as you giggled before he kissed you deeply cupping your cheek, you let out a desperate moan whilst kissing him back, you began unclamping the corset as your breasts popped out, his eyes going down to your chest as you giggled before he continued squeezing you, his big hand gropping your boob as you moaned in the kiss.
your hand slid inside his grey sweatpants rubbing your thumb against his tip that was leaking pre-cum, he groaned as you hummed looking up at him as you grabbed his jaw staring at him. âsuch a bad boy of you to wear no boxers neither..shame on you.â you said before giggling as you pulled the grey sweats down, stroking him slowly as he bit down on his lip, before he leaned his lips against your neck sucking on your skin leaving his marks around. you moaned slightly as his hand began to stroke your clit, you gasped as his fingers began to rub around the sensitive knob, your head leaning back as you pooled yourself even more with the wetness. you small hands continued to stroke his cock before he slipped one finger inside your soaking hole, you arched your back before smacking his hand off as you got on your knees. you continued stroking him as you looked up at him flattering your eyelashes so innocently before he looked down at you tilting his head, âsuch a brat and you decided to wear this costume.â he said slapping your boob harshly before you stuck your tongue out swirling your tongue around the leaking pre-cum off his tip, as you began to suck around it while your hand began stroking him slowly matching the rhythm of your mouth before you took his whole length in as a loud groan fell out of his mouth.
you looked up at him with your big eyes as you began to bobble your head slowly, your tongue swirling around the thick base whilst your small hand stroke what couldnât fit in your mouth. he chuckled watching the little halo on your headband bounce around due to your bobbling movements, your cheeks tightening as he groaned loudly yet again at the slight wet grip. he pushed your head deeper before you smacked his hands away before you lifted up his white shirt as you felt drool drop over your chin looking at his tanned abs, you picked up your drool with the hand you were stroking him with before stroking him yet again as you spread your saliva all over him, you felt yourself getting much wet as your white creamy acrylics ran around his abs. you giggled at his little flinch before bobbing your head deeper as your nose nuzzled his pelvic bone. he groaned louder as he gripped your head, forming a small ponytail before he tried pushing you deeper as you moaned around him as he began to thrust his hips, fucking into your mouth. you tried not to gag around him as your headband started to fall off your head whilst tears prickled around the inner corner of your eye. you gagged the moment you felt his whole cock deeply in your throat as you gripped tighter into his thighs, âf-fuck youâre mouth is s-so warm..â he said as you continued gripping onto his inner thighs in which your acrylics creating little lines on his skin.
he continued thrusting into your mouth before you pulled your head away as a string of saliva connected from your mouth to the tip of his dick, your spit now going all over your boobs before you took him in your mouth again bobbing your head quickly, as your hand stroke the rest, he put your headband back in place before spanking your cheek you moaned around him again as he saw the string of wetness from your pussy. he pulled himself out of your mouth as you whined looking at him before he grabbed you by your shoulders picking you up pushing you against the counter. âput one leg on the counter and keep the other on the floor angel.â he whispered in your ear as you nodded your head, as you lifted your right leg, placing it on the counter. he looked down at your ass seeing the red hand marks from his spanks before spreading your ass out, âso wet..all for me.â he murmured before grabbing his hardened cock before pushing himself inside of you as you moaned out feeling him slide in so quickly. he groaned before holding your hips as he began to thrust slowly inside of you as your hands held onto the counter, you moaned loudly the second joĂŁo pulled out and slammed himself in harshly back into you as you jolted forward in each quick thrust. âw-wait! j-joĂŁo!â you moaned out gripping onto his wrist before he slapped your ass yet again, âshut up.â he said before leaning against your neck, kissing and sucking all over your skin as he continued thrusting quickly into you.
you moaned uncontrollably as your headband began to get loose and fall off your head yet again, the small wings on you still as you had taped them against your skin, your ass jiggling and smacking against his pelvis as his thrusts started becoming harsher. you moaned loudly as he covered your mouth, your moans becoming muffled as you gripped onto the counter. âweâre just getting started and youâre already loud. how adorable.â he said still thrusting into you as you cried out into his hand, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as he would hit all types of spot, joĂŁo knew pretty much any spot of your body just to get you in the right moment. you were moaning louder into his hand as he was thrusting quicker into your g-spot, causing your moans to become louder. you felt him already twitching after you had gave him a blowjob on him, you moved his hand away from your mouth before his hand lowered down to your clit, rubbing on it as you screamed out from the pleasure on your body. you gripped tighter onto the counter as your right leg latched onto the counter began shaking, your orgasm approaching so quickly. âh-harder..â you mumbled out as he gripped your hips tighter, pounding harder into you. you screamed out in pleasure yet again chasing your orgasm, ânaughty angel arenât you.â he said spanking your ass again as you let out a high pitched moan.
he spanked you one more time as he squeezed your ass, âharder.â you moaned as he spanked you harder, âa-again.â you giggled before he spanked you yet again groaning loudly as you clenched around him, your hands already slipping away from the counter grip as they were sweaty and your forehead as well from the intense movement happening, your mind starting to become fuzzy as your eyes rolled to the back of your head yet again, âs-so..g-good..â you moaned out as his thrusts became sloppier, âfuck, fuck, fuck! youâre so tight around me.â he said biting on your neck as you giggled at the bite before whining, âi w-wanna..â you said breathing heavily still moaning at his thrusts before tears began to slip out of your eyes, âcum for me.â he said before your orgasm catched up to you sending shockwaves as you screamed out, before joĂŁo came inside of you, his seed filling you up as you panted heavily laying on the cold counter. âdonât move, i want to see my mess.â he mumbled as you nodded your head catching your breath before he grabbed you by your shoulders again as you were now facing him.
âweâre not done yet.â he said before you giggled wrapping your arms around his neck kissing him deeply as he kissed back,you stroked him yet again as he whimpered slightly. âstill sensitive baby..you sure..â you said whispering as he nodded his head before he kissed you again, you kissed back before he picked you up, your butt now on the counter as your hand held the back of his head still kissing him. your acrylics running through his damped hair before he slid himself back inside of you again without you knowing, the two of you kissing sloppy and messy before he began to thrust into you again, you bit his lip fighting back a moan as he groaned, you giggled before you sucked on his tongue moaning into his mouth as he was thrusting slowly into you. you continued kissing him while he lifted your left leg against his hip, as he had more access to go further in deeply. you arched your back moaning uncontrollably in between the kiss, âf-fuck..donât stop!â you moaned out as he held your hips still thursting into you, as both your skin and his smacked against each other. you wrapped your arms his neck as you pulled him closely, his forehead touching yours, his breathing becoming heavier than the previous round. âfuuuck mi angelita..itâs just like your pussy was meant for m-me..â he whispered in your ear as he grabbed your hip lifting you off the counter before he began to grind you up and down against him, you moaned louder before tugging on his shirt, ât-take it o-off..â you whined out before he grabbed your jaw, âtake it off for me. be a good little angel for me..â you pouted before lifting his shirt even more, as it was now above his head as you took it off him, as you whimpered at the sight of him shirtless before you kissed him again, he kissed you back as the two of you messy kissed.
he continued thrusting up into you as the two of you kissed. the sounds of him corrupting your pussy being heard as the wetness smuthered all over him, your mascara smuthered around everywhere as dry tears were currently on your face, whilst new ones formed. he held onto your ass as you leaned your head back constantly crying out in pleasure, your moans being pornographic at this point. you felt joao rest his head on your neck as he mumbled portuguese cuss words into your skin whilst kissing around your neck, ''o-oh my god.'' you breathlessly moaned out as he began marking his territory yet again.. on the same spot he did.. this time leaving the hickeys much more darker than the ones he left. you closed your legs shut around him as you whimpered in between your moan letting your head fall back as you felt him much deeper, your legs shaking and slightly slidding off due to the sweat forming on his torso before you wrapped your legs around his hips tightly yet again before he moved farther down to your chest, leaving hickeys around your breasts as you whiny moaned everytime he sucked around them, sure it was painful since your breasts were a bit sore but with the pleasure consuming over your body, it was much better for the distraction. you held onto his hair as the sucking noises coming from his mouth made you blush much heavily. he looked at you, you giggled in between your moans as your back was now resting against the cold counter. your legs glued onto his hips, as he lifted himself away from your chest, you giggled before he leaned in closer to you, lifting one leg on his shoulder. as your other leg was hanging off the counter, you screamed when you felt the tip hit your cervix as he rested his forehead on yours, whilst you kept mewling out pleasured moans. "fuck. you take my cock so well baby. he said before kissing you again, you wrapped your arms around him as you ran your finger up & down his spine. the two of you sloppily & desperately making out as he was deep inside your cunt.
your moans being muffled with his kisses, whilst his groans were muffled by yours. you felt your eyes getting teary from the over sensitivity as you felt your body full and your clit tingly. you looked at him, the sight making you whimper as half his fluffy was sticked to his forehead from the sweat, the rest being damped hair. âi-iâm all t-tingly..â you moaned out as he looked at you, groaning at your current state. your eyes were watery, your lips all swollen, your white fairy wings now crooked, âyeah? well youâre not cumming.â he said as he squeezed your boob. you whiny moaned as he continued to thrust quickly into you pressing down on your lower tummy. you shrieked as you felt him corrupting into your body. âw-why! pl-please!..â you said, as he looked at you with a smirk rubbing on your clit, you gasped, a loud cry escaped from your mouth as his fingers rubbed your clit quickly as you leaned your head back crying out from the pleasure, he chuckled once he saw the hickeys placed on your neck & chest, he began to twitch again as he thrusted roughly into you. he began to slam himself in and out of you, you screamed out as you felt his tip hit your cervix yet again. you began to see sparkles in your vision, your mind fogging up, âj-joĂŁo..i-i c..canât.â you mumbled out before spanking your ass again, âyes you can bratty girl.â he said before you cried out a moan again shaking your head, before he slapped your ass harder, you cried out over and over as you felt wetness trickling down your leg, âp-please! i-iâm so c-close!â you said as he shook his head.
you screamed out as you couldnât hold it in much longer as you delt the gushing sound forming, your hips bucking in the air as you let out a highly pitched scream, squirting your juices out all over his chest, your walls tightening around him, blowing joaos orgasm as he shot his cum inside of you, sighing loudly in pleasure. âholy shit you came everywhere.â he said breathlessly chuckling, falling against your chest, you carefully lowered your leg off his shoulder as you were still wearing your heels,you smacked his head, before he pushed himself in deeper. you shuddered at the over sensitivity before a sob escaped from your lips before he calmed you down as he laid himself on you, whilst his dick still in you slowly thrusting as his seed slightly squirted around inside of you still, âshhh..just donât move, want to see my mess dripping out of you.â he said as you blushed heavily nodding your head, you sighed out running your hands through his damped hair, pulling it slightly as you pulled him in, your hands cupping his cheeks as he smiled resting his forehead against yours. his nose brushing against yours as your chest was rising up and down slightly, "you look sexy like this.." he murmured as you giggled breathlessly, looking down at his cock. "y-you're still semi h-hard.." you said as he chuckled, "wanna do it again?" he said as you sighed out shakily, "mm, tired.." you mumbled.
he held you as he walked over to the living room as you fell on your back against the soft cushion, before he fell ontop of you. you giggled between the kiss as he smiled in between, you began carding your fingers against his hair before joĂŁo began to grind slowly against your clit, your hips bucking in the air for more as he chuckled in the middle of the makeout. he pushed himself inside of you again, he groaned loudly feeling your walls tighten around him again before you sighed dreamily, he held onto your hips as he began to thrust himself roughly not leaving a moment for you to adjust to the sensitivity happening again, you arched your back, your mouth making a âOâ as you cried out a long moan. you were about to cup his cheeks as he swiftly grabbed your arms in ease pinning them over your head as he thrusted quickly into you, your legs slightly touchung his hips as they would move up and down with this thrusts. he burried his face in between your neck, nibbling and biting on your skin, your moans coming out of your mouth uncontrollably as your fingers pressed onto his biceps, his hips rocking slowly and yet hard as his cock would warmly hit your g-spot constantly. you mewled out loudly as his tip would kiss your spot, ây-yes! fuck! j-just l-like..mmmngh..th-that!â you moaned out as he pounded harder into you, within each thrust your walls began to tighten as your breath hitched everytime. he continued nibbling and sucking on your neck as his chest was pressed against your breasts. âso warm and..t-tight for me..â he whispered as he continued pounding into you, the wet sucking sounds making you sigh out in pleasure before he moved away from your neck now on top of you, holding your hips.
he pulled out stroking himself as you looked down at him, you stared at his red cock, as it slightly twitched. you bit your lip as you rubbed your legs together, âon your fours, ass up.â he said as you nodded quickly, turning to your stomach your ass up in the air as you were now on your fours, he stood behind you before he slammed himself in, you gasped loudly as you choked on air moaning loudly, he gripped your hips tightly, rocking his hips in and out harshly, you gripped onto the cushions before he pinned your arms above your head. âyou like that? being pounded like the little brat you are for wearing your naughty costume.â he said as you cried out, your ass smacking against his pelvis, your wetness all covered on his pelvis. his balls kept hitting against your clit, he lifted one leg on the cushion, resting the other leg on the floor before he rotated his hips as he began to thrust without mercy, stretching you out more deliciously. âo-oh, g-god! y-yes!â you screamed out in pleasure as your eyes rolled to the back of your head, you jolted forward with every thrust being sent up into you, loud groans and moans escaping from his mouth behind you, you began moaning incoherent things as he chuckled at your fucked out of state. you tried to lift yourself up to see him as he pushed your head back into the cushions, âj-joĂŁo! pl-please!â you moaned out as he spanked your ass, letting go of your hands before you lifted yourself up, he pulled your hair towards him as you shrieked turning your head towards him.
you stuck your tongue out as he leaned in kissing you again, you kissed back before your stomach began to tighten up again, you cried out a moan as his previous cum was now dripping down your leg, your wetness smuthered everywhere on your inner thigh and his cock. your walls clenching even more around joĂŁo as you cried out, a sob escaping your lips as he looked down at you watching you tremble. âi know baby, i know. just a little longer for me, okay?â he said as you nodded quickly, he continued thrusting quickly into you as you held yourself in. you kissed him again as he kissed you back, you kissed back gripping onto his arm which was holding your waist. âyouâre doing so well fâme mi cĂelo..â he whispered in your ear as you giggled between the kiss, he rubbed your nipple as you grunted whimpering loudly trying to hold your orgasm, âc-canât h-hold..on..â you murmured as he pulled you against his chest, he held onto your waist before thrusting quickly than he was into you, you cried out over and over again. your legs about to give out before joĂŁo held you by your tummy as he wrapped his arm around you still thrusting into you, tears began to spoil out of your eyes as the pressure was consuming you, you felt his cock twitch inside of you, you bit on your lip whimpering before he began kissing your neck.
his hands roaming from your arm to your clit, you shook your head. ân-n-no..â you whispered as he spanked your ass before he began to toy with your clit, his fingers rubbing on the little nib. you cried out shaking your head before he groaned loudly as his thrusts began to getting sloppier. his balls hitting deeply onto your clit making your mind all fogged up, âfuck, fuck, cant hold much longer.â he said before he pushed you further down, your back fully arched as your wet sounds were heard throughout the room including your moans, skin slapping and his sinful sounds. you rubbed yourself with your fingers as you closed your eyes, moaning uncontrollably into the cushion before your wetness began to squirt out a bit, âo-oh g-god! fuck! i c-canât!â you said before joĂŁo spilled his cum inside of you, his warmness shooting up in you again as you squirted everywhere sobbing out a moan. you sniffled wiping your tears before you tried holding yourself on your fours but due to your trembling you fell on your stomach on the couch.
he spread your ass cheek as he looked down spanking each one of your cheek, ât-too much..â you mumbled as he chuckled kissing your back before you turned around on your back, he pulled you closely before lifting you up carrying you. âcome on, letâs go to bed now.â he said as you hummed in response resting your head on his chest, he carried you to the bedroom which wasnât as far from the living room. âwrap your legs around me and hold on okay?â he said as you nodded your head slowly trying not to fall asleep as he got the bed ready before he put carefully removed the wings and the headband off your head as he placed you down on the bed, before tucking you under the covers. you giggled softly before he grabbed your makeup wipes that were in the drawer next to the nightstand, âtry and look at me okay? donât fall asleep yet..â he whispered as you hummed again before he grabbed a wipe out of the packaging, wiping your makeup off. once he was finished he kissed your cheek before walking over to his side of the bed laying down next to you, as you turned to look at him. âthank you for whatever we just dealt with..â you whispered as he chuckled rubbing your hand, âdid you like it?â he said as you nodded your head slowly giggling, he smiled as his fingers traced around your thigh, you giggled before he moved the strand of hair out of your face as you began to doze off to sleep, he chuckled kissing your forehead.
âyou should wear costumes like that more oftenly.â
âMommy?â You were woken up by the sound of your daughterâs voice. You stirred awake and opened your eyes. Francisca stood by your bed with her hair all ruffled and her little frog pet in her arms. Your lips curved into a smile and you sat up, patting the space between your legs but she shook her head.
âDaddy told me to wake you up: breakfast is ready.â She brought the message and then took your hand so youâd follow her. You frowned in confusion. Then you slowly remembered the events of the night before: RĂșben calling you, him coming over and then sleeping here. You sighed, knowing you were going to deal with a conversation you had been avoiding for a while. You walked in the kitchen and spotted RĂșben pouring you a cup of coffee in a pair of his old Manchester City shortsâ which had remained at your house after the breakupâ and no shirt.
âGood morning. Iâm sorry for waking you up so early but she really wanted us to have breakfast all together.â The Portuguese apologized as you sat on the kitchen stool in front of him. You shrugged your shoulders. Usually you didnât like talking too much in the morning before having had your coffee and RĂșben knew it so he didnât say anything else until you initiated the conversation.
âThese are really goodâŠâ you commented as you took another bite of the pancakes. RĂșben was used to cooking himself most meals because of his diet so he knew how to make you some delicious plates. Francisca ate all her breakfast and drank her milk as she made small conversation with her dad, mixing English with Portuguese. You didnât even have to discuss with RĂșben about her being bilingual when she was first born. You thought it was very precious and rare to be able to have two parents coming from different countries so why not teach her both languages?
âI can drive her to school. I donât have my car but I can drive your so when Iâm back we can talk.â He asked even though it was more like a statement. You nodded and handed him your cup. He knew you werenât a fan of washing the dishes and that was why you got a dishwasher but he felt obliged to at least get this task done after having slept over. You agreed to his plan and got ready for later as RĂșben got Francisca ready for school. It was Friday and you were lucky you had asked for the day off.
âWhat am I going to do?â You asked yourself as you made the bed and put the dirty laundry in the washing machine. You were feeling a bit nervous to be fair, you couldnât remember the last time you had felt so anxious in the last five months. A part of you wanted to postpone and avoid this conversation as much as possible but another part of you just wanted to get it over with. You couldnât manage to calm down even under the shower. So you tried to put on some music to distract yourself.
âYouâve got this.â You told looking at yourself in the mirror. You pretended to not have picked out a precise outfit for the occasion. Nothing too fancy obviously, just a top and some shorts but you knew RĂșben had always had a soft spot for your cleavage. You sighed and went through your clothes all over again. What were you doing? You were supposed to talk and not trying to fuck him. Before you could find anything better the doorbell rang. You gulped and walked to the front door.
âSorry, she didnât want to let go of me.â RĂșben chuckled scratching the back of his head. You smiled at him softly and let him in. You knew Francisca missed having her father around but RĂșben tried his best to be as much present as possible in her life. The Portuguese stepped inside and followed you to your little backyard.
âYou keep this so clean all by yourself? Iâm impressed.â RĂșben looked at your backyard. He knew you werenât a fan of cutting the grass so he used to be the one taking care of it.
âI wish. Jamie, the neighbor, helps me out every now and then.â You admitted shamefully. You liked to think you were pretty independent, but when it came to the backyard youâd rather pay someone else to do it for you. RĂșben nodded and fought the urge to roll his eyes. Even when he lived here with you he couldnât stand that man. Heâd always find a way to hit on you, but only when he wasnât around because Jamie knew he could take him any day. Plus he also didnât stand a chance with you. Still it annoyed him to know he kept trying to get in your pants.
âSo about last nightâŠâ you started off and stopped to look at him. You were both sitting outside on the bench where you used to lay your head on his lap and listen to him talk about his day. You remembered those days like it was yesterday. It always made you feel better to be around him. It gave you a sense of tranquility and peace.
âYea, I am sorry for how things went down.â He apologized. RĂșben could see on your face how tired and sleep deprived you were and it only made him feel even more guilty. He was never one to take things lightly or not think through his decisions. But when it came to you, well he was a mess. He couldnât think straight and he was more likely to do stupid things.
âItâs okay. Listenâ you sighed, not sure how to phrase your thoughtsâ I have feelings for you, Rubs. I have never stopped having them but⊠Itâs just I donât want to take risks. I am not able to let myself loose. Iâ Itâs just that we- Fuck why is this so hard?â You nervously giggled and looked at him. RĂșben had a soft smile on his face. You expected him to be upset but he seemed calm, which represented his personality quite well. You knew you werenât giving him the answer he wanted but he waited for you to finish anyway.
âItâs justâ We broke up for specific reasons, because there was no solution to the problems we had. So I donât see how things would work out right now if nothing has changed.â You explained and he nodded. He had a strict schedule, you worked all week. He wasnât available most weekendâs, you wanted to make small trip around the country for the end of the week to show Cisca the world. He was very calm, you liked confrontation. Whenever he had a day off at work youâd be working. Mainly it was all about work but you also started to fight a lot in the last months together.
âDo you love me, y/n?â He asked you looking straight into your eyes. You gulped and hesitated to answer. Did you love him? Yes, you did. But was it the right thing? You werenât so sure. RĂșben waited patiently for your answer. Was it right to love someone who wasnât really there most of the time? Was it right to love someone whose life was different from yours? Was it right to love someone whose lifestyle took a tool on your mental health? Was it right to love someone like him? Maybe yes, but was it right to give the two of you another chance? Maybe not.
Before you could answer you heard someone ringing your bell. You stood up and walked back inside. Who could it possibly be? Your question was soon answered as you opened the front door: Jamie stood right in front of you with a big smile on his lips. You reciprocated the grin and waited for him to say something.
âHi, you left this at my house. Thought Iâd give it back.â Your neighbor handed you your top.
âThank you, I was wondering where it had gone.â You joked and folded the item. Meanwhile RĂșben had joined you three and even if you couldnât see him, you had seen the look on Jamieâs face change when he approached you. RĂșben furrowed his brows as he wondered why heâd have your white top in his house.
âRĂșben. Didnât know you were back.â He spoke trying to sound polite but you knew he wasnât RĂșbenâs biggest fan. He also supported Manchester United which made it all more ironic. RĂșben looked at the top then at him.
âNice to see you too, Jamie.â He simply stated wanting to end this interaction as soon as possible. You thanked your neighbor again and closed the door, last thing you wanted was the two of them to fightâ well you mainly didnât want to see Jamie getting beaten up by RĂșben.
âWhy did he have that?â He asked. Not even bothering to think that it was indeed none of his business. You sighed and walked towards your room to put the item in its place. RĂșben followed you, clearly not in the mood to drop the topic.
âI went over last week to have a drink and he lended me a shirt of his because I spilt wine all over mine.â Which was the truth but to RĂșben it felt as if you had just admitted to having committed a crime. The Portuguese clenched his jaw and tried to bite his tongue, he wanted to count to ten but he knew it wasnât going to work. He didnât expect you to stop living life at its fullest for him but Jamie? Oh he despised that guy.
âThatâs it?â He asked implying more than he could allow himself to ask. You cocked one eyebrow and stared at him. Was he really going to play that game?
âIf you want to ask me something then just say it, RĂșben.â He sassily replied. This was the perfect example of why you ended up in this situation. RĂșben wasnât the jealous type but he could lose it for dumb reasons and you hated how passive aggressive he could get in these situations. He sighed and fought the urge to roll his eyes. You knew what he meant but you still were going to make him say it.
âYou know what I mean.â
âNo, I donât.â You stated firmly. He didnât get to be all jealous over nothing especially after having been broken up for months.
âDid you sleep with him?â He asked without further wordplays. You chuckled dryly. You really couldnât believe him. After all this time he still had to ask these questions. You dismissed him with a warning look.
âAnswer me.â He added. You scoffed in disbelief. He wasnât your boyfriend, he wasnât anyone so he had no right to ask you such questions. His eyes were trying to find an answer just by looking at you but he didnât want to assume.
âOr what? Youâre not my boyfriend, RĂșben.â You were harsh considering the events of the past twelve hours but he had no right to ask things like this, openly judging you. He was now the one scoffing.
âYouâre unbelievable. You fucked him, didnât you?â He insisted which only infuriated you more. He woke you up in the middle of the night, made you question the decisions you had made for the past six months, then he showed up unannounced in your house and now he was accusing you of sleeping with your neighbor as if he had any right to talk to you like this.
âSo you want to tell me that youâve been a pure little angel in the last six months, RĂșben? You want to play this game? Grow up.â You wanted to be the bigger person but you really couldnât when he pushed all your buttons. He glared at you, it didnât feel good to be accused of something he didnât do, did it?
âI have, but even if I had slept with someone it definitely wouldnât be someone you hated.â He tried to defend himself. You wanted to smack him for being so stupid. He could become really stubborn and irrational sometimes.
âEither way I donât owe you an explanation. Maybe I fucked him, maybe I didnât. Who knows?â At this point you were just teasing him, messing with his head and RĂșben fell for it. He took a step forward, towering over you but you werenât afraid, you could handle him better than he could do with you. Few people could put him back in his place and you were at the top of that list.
âMaybe I sucked his cock, maybe I let him fuck him right on this bed, maybe I came so hard I had to throw away the sheets, maybe he fucked me better than you could ever even imagine.â You crossed that line. You could almost see fume coming out of his nostrils as he stared down at you. RĂșben wasnât angry, oh he was pissed beyond belief. The mere thought of him touching you in your bed had him imagining Jamie getting beheaded. The tension was so obvious you could cut it with a knife. You wanted to see him crack so he did.
âWhat? You donât like it? You donât like to think of me taking someone elseâs cock better than yours?â RĂșben bit the inside of his cheek so hard heâd eventually taste the blood. His silence was your favorite answer.
âThink about your words before saying bullshit.â You ended the argument as you walked past him but he was quick at taking ahold of your wrist and pulling you back. Your chests were pressed against each other and you could feel his breath fan over your face.
âI donât care if you fucked him or if you fucked the whole neighborhood. You know why? Because I know you and I know that every time your pretty little pussy takes another manâs cock, you always think about mine, anjo.â He stated through gritted teeth and before you could answerâ because he knew youâd have a sassy replyâ he pressed his lips against yours. He was tired of waiting for the perfect moment, for the perfect answer, for the perfect relationship. He wanted you. You let his tongue slip in your mouth as your arms wrapped themselves around his neck. The kiss was heated and sensual. You began to push him backwards until he fell on the bed. RĂșben stared up at you, his hands immediately resting on your waist as you straddled his lap. If there was one thing you and RĂșben would have always agreed on was sex.
âYou have some real nerves to come and tell me who I can and cannot fuck. Guess you need to be reminded that I do not belong to you, Rubs.â Even though RĂșben was someone who enjoyed having control in each and every circumstance, he also liked to be put in his place by you. The Portuguese looked at you with doe eyes, waiting for your next move. Your thumb brushed against his bottom lip and caressed his beard. Having him at your mercy was something you had missed for the past months.
âY/nâŠâ he called your name with a pleading look in his eyes. You smirked and kissed him again, this time you had the lead. RĂșben felt like he had been starving for all his life and was now allowed to eat for the first time. His hands touched every bit of your skin they could reach, quickly getting rid of your shirt. His mouth soon left yours to kiss your breasts as you unconsciously ground your hips against his.
âRubsâŠâ you whimpered out loud. This was when you got along well the most. The Portuguese kissed his way back to your lips as you melted in his arms. It felt right and wrong at the same time, like you were supposed to be there and far away simultaneously. RĂșbenâs hands started fidgeting with your shorts as well, waiting for you to make the move.
âYou canât control me, Rubs.â You pointed out the obvious just to piss him off. RĂșben was never a possessive person, he gave you your space and his trust. But imagining you with that twat had him losing his mind in a matter of seconds. He grunted against your lips, clearly annoyed by your words which only amused you.
âShut upâŠâ he mumbled as you freed him of his shirt and pants. He could feel blood flood towards his cock as you ground your hips against his. He had missed this feeling, this sensation: he had missed you.
âJealousy suits you wellâŠâ you teased as he laid on his back. RĂșben gave you a warning look before his lips found yours again. It was messy, needy, hot. You whimpered in his mouth when his hands squeezed the flesh of your bum. No other man had ever touched you the way he did and it scared you to think that no one could ever make you feel better than him. But you knew it was just an irrational thought led by fear.
âAre you gonna sit pretty on my cock? Ride it well just like you always do, amor?â He whispered against your ear as you tried to push down his underwear. You nodded, lip trapped between your teeth. RĂșbenâs cock was hard and leaking when you took it into your hand. The Portuguese watched you intently. He doubted there was anything else on earth that could turn him on even more than the one in front of him. You hovered over his length but before you could sit back down he caught your lips with another kiss.
âFuckâŠâ you hissed, having missed the feeling of his cock stretching you out. RĂșben groaned as you squeezed him perfectly. Maybe it was inconsiderate of you to fuck your ex after months of having stayed away from each other for the sake of your daughter. Maybe you shouldâve just turned him down. Maybe you should have never answered his call. But the sound of your bed squeaking, of his cock filling you up, of your walls wrapping around him so tightly you couldnât really think about anything else.
âTĂŁo bonita⊠Fuck, you take me so good.â He grunted, your walls clenching at the praising. You couldnât even try to focus on kissing him as you ground your hips. RĂșben bit down his bottom lip as he watched you ride him. He liked being in control but fuck did he like to give it all to you whenever you were on top of him.
âFuck, Rubs⊠Yes, right there.â You cried out as he bucked his hips up. You almost collapsed on top of him due to the unexpectedness of his action. Your mouth was right next to his ear as you let out the most unholy and dirty sounds RĂșben had ever heard in his life. It only spurred him on. Your hand cupped his cheek as you moved back to kiss him again.
âAmorâŠâ he could only manage to mumble this as you sat straight, sinking down on his cock. You swayed your hips back and forth, let his length get deeper and deeper and watched him react to it. His hair was ruffled and his eyes were blown out, his lips wet and plump.
âAre you going to cum for me, Rubs? Going to fill me up just like you used to? Are you going to give it to me, baby?â You teased him, your nails caressing his exposed chest. RĂșben nodded at loss of words. He could feel himself teetering closer to his release as you dirty talked to him. Your movements were slow but hit the right spot. RĂșben was enamored with the way your pussy swallowed him all, with how you played with your breasts putting on a nice show for him. He didnât know what good action he had made but he was thanking every God in the sky for this.
âCâmon, Rubs⊠Give it to me, I want it. I need it, Rubs.â He could only grunt and close his eyes, his cock twitching in your folds. You let out a breathy giggle at his reaction. You knew you were teasing him and that he was struggling to hold back. He had always been too much of a gentleman to cum first but he was starting to think he might have to break that rule soon.
âDios⊠I love youâŠâ he moaned as he came undone. You came right after him, collapsing on top of his body. RĂșben wrapped his arms around you and held you close as you stayed silent and recovered from your orgasms. Due to the lack of sleep you quickly fell asleep in his arms, your eyelids to heavy to try and keep them open.
When you woke up two hours later you needed a few minutes to realize where you were and who you were with. RĂșben was looking at you. You smiled at him and yawned. You wondered how long he had been awake and staring at you. The Portuguese caressed your back gently, kissing the top of your head.
âSlept well?â He ironically asked. You nodded and rested your head on his arm as he cuddled with you. In that moment you didnât have it in you to push him away, to try and reason. You couldnât deprive yourself of someone who made you this happy. You wanted to be selfish.
âYouâre cute when you sleep. I think you drooled over the bed too.â He teased you and you pinched his hip. RĂșben chuckled loudly and held you closer to him. You could stay like this forever. It felt right, it felt as if you were exactly where you needed to be.
âYouâre an assholeâŠâ you complained, but RĂșben didnât take any offense. In fact, he pecked your forehead and gave you a sweet smile. There was something in his eyes that made you frown.
âListen⊠Iâm sorry about earlier. I had no right to be jealous or tell you what you can or cannot do. Itâs none of my business.â He apologized. You appreciated his words and by the looks of it he appeared to be sincere. RĂșben had never been possessive and never did he intend to become that type of boyfriend.
âThank you for apologizing.â you stopped and looked at him: RĂșbenâs gaze was so soft and loving it almost made your heart burst with joy. It had been awhile since he had looked at you that way and it was safe to say you had missed it very much.
âRubs⊠I want to try again.â You said so lowly that he wasnât even sure he had heard you correctly. But by the smile on your face he could tell that it was true: you were giving you two another chance. The Portugueseâs smile only widened and he pulled you in for a kiss. You giggled as he pressed little kisses all over your face.
âTe amoâ he kept repeating as he kissed your face. Your giggles turned into laughter and you couldnât help but notice that your heart felt lighter. It may not be the best choice but it did feel right to you.
âI love you too.â You admitted when he finally pulled away. You simply stared into each otherâs eyes for a moment, letting the silence speak for the two of you. Then you heard your phone ring and dread washed over you.
âFuck, we need to pick up Cisca.â RĂșben bursted into laughter and watched you panic and look for clothes around the room. Some things never changed and he was more than okay with it: maybe some things were worth a second shotâŠ
in which; heâs the universityâs superstar sports player, and youâre just an innocent little bookworm. he walks you home one night after commotion in the street and you canât help but offer him inside.
includes; corruption kink, uncomfortable cat calling, master manipulation, excessive usage of pet names (it gets annoying, sorry), dom!mason, sub!reader, foul language, fingering, oral (m, f rec), choking, protected sex, squirting, swearing, a sprinkle of CNC.
i was listening to sk8er boi by avril lavigne and it spiraled into this. iâm not sorry. thanks @landopeaches for helping me w all the ideas and being there to lust over mason with throughout the process <3
this is filthy. and just under 10K words. please read at your own risk. donât say i didnât want you.
22:04.Â
the library didnât normally stay open this late on friday nights, especially during the week of varsity, but you had a way with words and a very appreciated knack for batting your eyelashes. Â
âi think itâs-âÂ
â-ssh, i'm writing,â you held a hand up to your housemate and best friend, becca, as you finished your train of thought before your new column ultimately came crashing to a halt, âokay, continue.â Â
she sat beside you, flicking through a book she clearly had no interest in. sheâd given up on her sociology assignment long ago, as had savannah, who was now half asleep on one of the sofaâs further down the room. aside from the odd one or two chess club players downstairs, you were the only three in there. Â
âi think itâs probably a good idea for us to get going,â becca hummed, and much to your distaste, savannah had never been happier. âitâs ten p.m on a friday night, y/n, why donât we all go pick up some food and watch a movie?â Â
savannah had already gotten her jacket on and slipped her bag over her shoulder. she didnât need anymore persuasion. Â
âyou guys go ahead,â you responded, wiggling with the mouse of your laptop as the screen dimmed, âiâll catch up soon, i just have to finish this section of next weeks column,â becca scowled at you and before she could open her mouth, you eased her racing thoughts, âbecca, i'll be fine. just pick me something and i'll pay you back later. i promise i'll be home before eleven.â Â
the house that the three of you lived in with two of your other housemates was only a short walk away from campus and that gave you roughly forty minutes to finish up this segment. savannah yawned and becca still looked unimpressed. Â
âyouâd better be,â she picked her bag up off the back of her chair and slid it on her shoulder. she left a kiss on the top of your head, âbecause if i find your dead body in a back alley tomorrow morning, i'll kill you.â Â
âcharming,â savannah yawned. âlove you, y/n.â Â
âlove you.â becca gave you a reluctant wave as she walked down the stairs of the library. Â
you didnât leave long after the girls and as you exited the warmth of the library and walked out into the crisp april chill, you regretted not bringing a thicker jacket to cocoon yourself as you walked home. blaring music came from all angles, as did the stares and wandering eyes. Â
it was clear to all eyes you werenât making your way to or from a party, dressed in a white sundress with cherries printed on the fabric and a white knitted cardigan. the pockets of the cardigan gaped with just your mobile phone, id and house keys inside them â you'd rented out a locker for the night to keep your laptop safe rather than dragging it back home and threatening to drop it. Â
as you turned the corner onto the main loop of on-campus flats, your palms grew sweaty. you had to pass the flats and walk across the courtyard â which was full of spillover students itching to go out to either one of the clubs in town â to get to the back gate so you could slip out into the car park and cross into your estate to get home. Â
a drunken body bumped into you as you crossed the road, and in turn your phone fell out of your hand as you tripped up the curb. you managed to steady yourself but unfortunately for you, your little stumble had caught the eye of a small group of drunken boys. Â
âhey sugar, you look lost, fancy coming up here with us?â Â
you didnât recognize any of them, which was unusual considering they looked like the kind of boys who did sports, and you were a columnist in the university newspaper. you only did two sports columns a month, and the rest were focused on arts media â which was your degree, after all â because of that, you knew everybody. Â
you knew you shouldâve responded, told them to fuck off, or at least say no; but you didnât. you froze. all you did was shake your head, and when they got closer your legs began to speed up. Â
âhey, i was talking to you,â the same voice echoed, âdonât walk away from me when i'm just trying to have a conversation.â Â
you fought off the urge to throw up. confrontation was something you despised, especially in front of a big crowd. âare you deaf?â the voice shouted, clearly agitated now, and you could hear it getting closer and closer until it was virtually behind you. Â
mason, one of the schoolâs star ex-students and most glorified alumni noticed the commotion going on in the courtyard. luckily enough, he was stood with a friend who was smoking outside in a small congregation of people waiting to head to another party. he recognized you from the times youâd sat out on the pitch during games with your notepad and fluffy pink pen, that would always get dampened when the inevitable rain kicked in. he had a lot of time for you, even if you had no idea. Â
âiâm offering you sex on a plate here, love-â Â
â-gareth, piss off.â Â
your heart felt like it was pounding out of your chest in that moment, and when a familiar face stepped out of the shadows, you let out a puff of air. your eyes caught masonâs, and immediately he rushed over to you. Â
ây/n, are you okay?â his hand rested softly on your shoulder and massaged the hot flesh of your skin in an attempt to calm you. he waited for you to nod, and wrapped an arm around your shoulder, âyouâre freezing, do you want to borrow my jacket?â Â
you shook your head and couldnât help getting lost in the way he got the boys to mutter an apology and scramble away with their tails â dicks â between their legs. Â
âwhere are you off to?â Â
âuh, i, um,â you pinched the bridge of your nose and tried to compose your thoughts. in the three years youâd known mason, heâd never once touched you this way. a complimentary nod of the head after a quick post-match interview or a stolen glance in the hall followed by a soft smile were all the emotional bridges youâd built together. âi'm on my way home.â Â
mason gestured to his friends to go on without him as he continued to walk with an arm around your shoulder. âiâll walk you home, babe, okay?â he hooked his thumb under your chin and got you to look over at him, âiâve just got to stop off at a party and show my face for ten minutes, whereabouts do you live?â Â
âuh, forty-two goodwood drive.â your voice came out quieter than expected, and mason hummed, nodding his head when his lips formed a smile. Â
âperfect, the parties at twenty-eight goodwood drive, we can stop off there for ten minutes, have a drink and then i can walk you to the door.â Â
âwe?â you frowned, âi'm not good with big crowds, mason.â Â
he tutted, âthatâs a lie, remember last year when you stood up in front of all the freshers with that powerpoint on how they could join the school newspaper?â Â
you were shocked he remembered that, and it took you a minute to compute his words and formulate a response. âthat was different, it was work related,â a knot formed between your eyebrows and that usual smirk had found its way back to masonâs face. it seemed to be a permanent feature. âhonestly, mason. it's fine, i can walk myself home.â Â
âno, darling. i've said i'll walk you home, please,â he stopped to look at you for a minute, and the knot between your eyebrows released as if subconsciously, âlet me at least walk you home.â Â
it flattered you that mason mount of all people was willing to walk you home. not even men you dated offered to do that. and he had almost begged you. Â
âif you insist.â Â
he patted your shoulder with the tips of his fingers and you began walking again, safe in the cage of his arm.Â
âatta girl.â Â
22:50Â
it seemed to be a night of firsts. Â
for the first time, the campus celebrities, as becca called them, had allowed you into their party as if you were one of their own. mason had poured you a drink and you held the red cup between both hands to hide the shakes. you wanted to say theyâd come on because of the drunken cat calling, but you knew on the surface it was because mason was keeping you close. Â
you were thankful, nobody really knew you at this party other than maybe two people, one of them being mason. it was clear you were uncomfortable; the push and shove of drunken antics wasnât something you were particularly used to. you knew your limits, and at the grand old age of twenty-three, you expected everybody else to know theirs, too.  Â
it seemed, wherever mason was, a flock of people followed. he had his very own fan club. mason was already a student when youâd arrived, he'd graduated university from his sports science combined course a year early because he was scouted by a football agent and now he was off playing league football and crushing it, you had to admit. he still had a lot of friends here and came back semi-regularly to join in on the parties and sex.Â
the pair of you sat down on a plush suede sofa, and he noticed you checking your watch for the time. youâd been twiddling your thumbs at this party as masonâs impromptu plus one for twenty-five minutes, and you anxiously tapped your fingers on your knees. you were supposed to be home in seven minutes. Â
âwhats up, princess?â Â
your cheeks heated up at the use of his constant pet names, but this one seemed to take the cake. âi told my housemates i'd be back at the house for eleven.â Â
when he flashed that signature mason smirk that you found yourself fawning over for months, the familiar knot formed between your eyebrows. âyou can allow yourself to be a little bit late, darling,â masonâs expression then mimicked yours, âdo they keep tabs on you like they own you or something?â Â
his question took you by surprise. it was the first proper rude thing heâd said to you all night, and thatâs how you expected him to be around you, but so far, he was everything but. âiâm kidding,â he suppressed a chuckle and scooted closer, âjust tell them youâre gonna be a little late, babe. don't worry, youâre safe with me.â Â
he shot you a wink, and it sent butterflies swarming around your body and wetness pooling in your underwear. this was probably the most turned on a man had ever made you, and he hadnât even touched you, or said anything remotely sexual.Â
before mason could open his mouth, a boy you vaguely recognized as someone from the hockey team slid over and sat on the corner of the coffee table. immediately, they got into conversation, and you found yourself once again admiring the way he held himself. you snapped out of it almost instantly.Â
âwho's the girl then, mase? got yourself a new toy?âÂ
âhis new what?â Â
âgot myself a new what?â Â
yours and masonâs questions overlapped, and immediately his friend could sense that what he said was wrong. he wasnât sure whether to laugh or apologize, and then he saw masonâs expression and chose the latter. he scurried off, and you placed your cup down on the coffee table in front of you. Â
âi think i should just go,â as you went to get up, mason grabbed your wrist and you caught one another's eyes, âmason, please.â Â
he pleaded with his eyes to get you to stay, âdonât listen to anything dom says, sweetheart,â mason scowled in his direction and dom couldnât help but keep flickering his eyes over at the pair of you in regret, âhe doesnât know his brains from his balls, and thatâs why heâs on the hockey team.â Â
he pulled a laugh from your lips and it immediately put him at ease. Â
âpromise you wonât listen?â his hand brushed your knee, and you fought every inebriated urge you had to not pounce on him. Â
âmhm, i promise, mason,â you smiled, placing your hand on top of his. he smiled and scooted closer ever so slightly, âthank you.â Â
âgood girl,â his words ignited a flame inside of your stomach, and the wet patch inside your underwear grew significantly. you'd never been called those words before, and he knew what he was doing when the knowing smirk grew. âwould you like another drink?â Â
âyes, please,â you squeezed your legs together when his fingers brushed closer as he stood up, and he knew how he made you feel within seconds. you grabbed his fingers as he lifted them from your leg. you looked so innocent he couldâve exploded. âdonât be too long, please.â Â
âyouâre so cute when youâre clingy,â he watched as your cheeks lit up in heat, âi'll only be over there. two minutes, tops.â Â
eleven o'clock had been and gone. becca and savannah had tried to ring multiple times to stick their noses in and find out what was going on, but youâd be leaving soon, and once mason had walked you to the door, theyâd be all yours to gossip with. Â
you shifted in your spot, and tried to peel yourself off the sofa without distracting mason from his conversation with somebody you didnât recognize at all, but it was unsuccessful. âwhere are you going, babe?â Â
âi need to pee,â you shifted again, and got up successfully without mason stopping you. he finished his conversation abruptly and you almost rolled your eyes, âwhere are the toilets?â Â
âiâll take you.â Â
âi donât need you to be my bodyguard, mason. just tell me where the toilets are and i'll go on my own.â Â
his lip quirked up into a hint of a smile. you got sassy when youâd had a drink. that boded well for him and his everlasting thoughts of you in compromising positions. Â
âdarling, with all due respect you donât know anybody here and i donât want you wandering,â he finished the dregs of his drink, âi'll take you and then we can leave, câmon, give me your drink.â Â
âwhy?â Â
âbecause i donât want people seeing you holding it and it getting spiked, câmon.âÂ
you gave in rather easily and handed mason your half-full cup with a thoughtful smile. you hadnât gone for a wee since before you left the library, and now youâd been holding it for a while it was something of a relief to be going. he took you to another bathroom, one in a less quiet part of the house. he had clearly been here multiple times before. Â
âyouâre not gonna come in with me too, are you?â Â
âdepends,â mason shrugged, âare you offering?â Â
you swatted his arm with a friendly punch, even though a part of you wanted to say yes and have him take you then and there in the bathroom. the door unlocked and a couple walked out, hair in disarray and clothes mismatched. brilliant. Â
âyou just wait at the door, big guy.âÂ
it stank of weed and sex in the room as you homed in on your surroundings as you peed. what started out as a stressful night had soon become enjoyable, and all thoughts of anxiety you had before you arrived at the party had washed away. you couldnât hear mason at the door, even though you wouldnât have been able to anyway because of the thumping bass; but you half expected him to be gone by the time you opened the door. Â
you wiped your hands on your dress and smoothed over your hair in the mirror. your mascara smudged in both corners of your eyes, and you cleaned it up, merging the outer smudges into your eyeliner. mason was stood with a soft smile on his face when you walked out, and you mimicked it, âi expected you to have found someone better to spend your evening with, thank you for waiting.âÂ
âbetter than you?â he handed you your cardigan, the one you didnât even realize you were missing, and you slipped your arms into it, âimpossible, darling.â Â
you blushed again and covered your face with your hands, suppressing a delicate giggle from masons ears. he made sure the cardigan was on your shoulders, and a shiver trickled down your spine when he pulled your hair out, so it wasnât trapped between fabrics. Â
âokay princess, finish your drink,â he handed you the cup and you downed it in one, trusting him enough in that moment to know that he wouldnât spike it, and he raised his eyebrows, impressed, âall in one, good girl.â Â
your mind raced at the dirty scenario echoing through it, and heat pooled all over your body. you were honestly surprised you couldnât feel your own slick on your thighs. nobody had ever made you feel like this before, and mason loved the hold he had on your achingly innocent persona. you subconsciously bit your lip and mason fought off a guttural moan. Â
âwhatâs with that expression, darling, hm? was it something i said?â Â
you opened your mouth to react, but he pinched your hip, laughed and wrapped an arm around your shoulders once again, the pair of you wandering down the hall like nobody's business.Â
he checked the time on your watch as you walked, lifting up your wrist as if it were a feather, and pulled a faux shocked face at the time. âoh dear, sweetheart,â he tutted, âeleven eighteen, your owners will be waiting up for you.â Â
you rolled your eyes at his jab, the second rude one of the night. one more and youâd be summoning up the courage to punch him in the face. Â
âthey arenât my owners, mason. they're my friends and they care.â Â
the two of you stepped out into the cold night air, your nipples hardening against the lace of your bra and scratching against the cotton of your dress. your thighs immediately came up in goosebumps and the cold was a nice juxtaposition to the heat pulsing your clit. Â
âso youâve never submitted to anyone, darling?â he asked, shoving his free hand in his jacket pocket, ignoring the crowds of people wandering the streets and girls throwing up in bushes, âlet them take complete ownership of you? let yourself go?â Â
his words shot straight to your core. you fumbled for a reply. Â
âuh, no, i.. um, i donât think so.â Â
stupid reply. Â
âyou donât think so? oh, sweetheart. you'd know if you did,â as you got closer to your house, a swarm of longing pulled at your chest and you yearned for him now, in a way youâd never yearned for anybody in your life. âbut then again, youâve never tried it with me.â Â
the last part was muttered, and you could barely hear it. Â
âwhat?â you whined, the short, abrupt question coming out in a far more sexual tone than necessary. Â
ânothing for you to worry about darling,â he patted your cheek softly, âlook, youâre home now.â Â
you half expected him to fall back on his promise, to walk away now and leave you high and dry. to leave you to sort out the mess heâd created, but youâd yearn for more than just the touch of your own fingertips or the ripple of a vibrator. you just didnât know how to ask him.Â
he walked you right up to the door, as he said he would. Â
âthank you, mason,â you smiled. everything inside of you screamed to ask if he wanted to come inside, but when you opened your mouth, you just found the question too overwhelming. âi... uh...âÂ
âwhatâs up darling?â he questioned, âdonât be shy. use your words.â Â
he smirked at the way you shivered. there was that feeling between your legs. again. Â
âdo you... um. will you come in?â Â
he couldnât help but lean across to kiss you. your lips soft against his slightly rough ones, and your hands flew up to his chest and your palms rested on the warmth of his white shirt. he kissed by the book, exactly how you imagined he would, and when he took your bottom lip between his teeth and swiped his tongue along it, you yelped. Â
you were too innocent, like bubble wrap left unpopped. he wanted to corrupt you from the inside out. Â
his dick hardened in his jeans.Â
âwant me to make sure that you get into bed safe?â you nodded and his thumb brushed your bottom lip, and in a bold move you took it into your mouth and circled your tongue around it. you'd never done that to anybody in your life. it even shocked you. Â
âgod,â mason groaned, finding the doorhandle with his free hand, âsuch an obedient little girl, hm?â Â
23:27Â
when becca and savannah saw mason standing in their hallway with a playboy smirk dressed over his face and a charm they just couldnât resist, they couldnât quite believe it. it boded worse for you in the long run, because they now saw with their own eyes that he was standing in your hallway, and they would be pacing around the livingroom until he left in the early hours so they could finally get their answers. becca was on the netball team, so mason recognized her. Â
âhey, becca,â he hummed, as effortlessly as ever. as if he didnât just make out with you on your own damn porch. âstill playing netball?â Â
she towered over him, her five-foot twelve slim frame was the perfect one for netball and she used it to her advantage, even if she wasnât that good at the sport. Â
âmhm,â she nodded, snapping out of her trance for a minute. savannah was still simply stood next to becca in awe, âthanks for bringing y/n home.â Â
âit was my pleasure,â he looked at you and smiled, and your entire body rocked with heat. âsheâs asked me to stick around for an hour or two, if thatâs okay with you two, of course?â Â
you couldnât help the little smirk that quipped at the corners of your mouth and you hid your face in his bicep. mason was playing into the joke heâd made earlier at becca and savannah being your owners. the pair of them nodded, and mason looked over at you. Â
âwhereâs your bedroom, darling?â Â
savannah almost choked when she heard the pet name. Â
âuh, top floor on the left,â his hand ran down your arm and his fingers entwined with yours as he walked to the stairs, and once again you tugged on his fingers, âwould you like some tea?â Â
mason's mind raced. your innocence really wasnât an act. he wanted to pity you, or patronize you, or build up an orgasm until it bubbled up inside of you and you squeaked and squealed and thrashed around in his arms until you begged him to let you cum. his dick grew again, but he just smiled. Â
âsure, darling,â he squeezed your fingers, âmilk and two sugars, please.â Â
you nodded and watched as he walked straight up to the top floor of the house. you averted both becca and savannahâs eyes as you walked past them through into the kitchen. pizza boxes sat on the counter, with one unopened for you. Â
âwhat the fuck was all that about?â savannah questioned. Â
you unintentionally ignored her, to focused on drowning out the slick between your legs. nobody had ever made you feel this way, nobody had ever left you as needy or as desperate for sex as he had. in all fairness, youâd only had sex with one person, and it wasnât even that good. Â
becca snapped her fingers in front of your eyes and you zoned back into the conversation. you smiled. Â
âoh, uh, he walked me home and we got to talking,â you shrugged as you pulled the milk from the fridge, âturns out we get on well, so i invited him in.â Â
âgo y/n,â savannah clapped her hands together, âfinally got a sexu-âÂ
â-bye girls, thanks for the pizza!â Â
as you juggled with two cups of tea and the box of unopened pizza, mason walked into your kitchen. he'd already made himself at home, it seemed, seeing as his jacket and shoes were back up in your bedroom. âneed some help, princess?â he asked, and when the pet name arose again you blushed heavily, and mason took the pizza box from your hand, âsee you girls later.â Â
23:52Â
âiâm so boring, arenât i?â Â
you asked him. you couldnât help it. Â
you were sat between his legs and watching a movie on your teeny tiny tv screen at the foot of your bed. mason's eyebrows furrowed and he stroked at the skin on your arm. he couldnât help but kiss the back of your head. Â
ânot at all, darling. why do you say that?â Â
you shrugged, too embarrassed to answer. sex never came easy to you, you were the stereotypical bookworm student. you stayed out of trouble, you did your assignments and handed them in way before they were due. you were co-editor of the student newspaper, for fucks sake. you weren't the kind of girl that brought home hot, sexy, god-like alumni into her bedroom on friday nights just for a hook up. Â
mason knew that, and it was all part of the reason you enamored him. Â
âiâm not... i just... i'm... frigid.â Â
mason tutted and tucked some hair behind your ear, âyou arenât frigid, darling. you just need someone to loosen you up a little bit, someone to answer to, donât you?â Â
you felt his dick grow harder underneath you, and it sent a shiver up your spine. you nodded, and mason spun your head around, so you were looking at him. his breath was hot on your face and you heaved for a breath when his fingers found your thighs. Â
âthereâs so much i wish i could do to you, little one,â you gulped audibly, a shaky, hot breath, âbut i wonât do it if you arenât ready.â Â
âw-what.. um, w-what do you want to do?â Â
mason's fingers grazed higher and higher up your leg, and he was painstakingly close to the sticky slick on your inner high thighs. Â
âi want to do so much to you, darling, but i fear if i tell you, youâll break my heart,â his fingers grazed at the soaked cotton of your pants and he laughed lowly, âbut then again, if i tell you, it might make you wetter than you have been all night.â Â
you mewled when he dragged his finger between your folds over your underwear. you opened your mouth to ask him a question, but he shushed it with his free hand, bringing the tip of his index finger to the middle of your plump lips. âis this the first time youâve been touched here, darling?â you shook your head. âyes? no? use your words.â Â
ân-no, mason.â Â
âyouâre not a virgin?â Â
âshockingly, no,â your sarcastic comment left mason pinching your clit over your underwear and you yelped, âiâve had sex once before.â Â
âjust once?â he questioned, and watched the way your body writhed when he finally pushed the damp cotton aside to stroke your clit. he couldâve growled at the feeling of your pussy in his hand. âoh, darling, youâve got so much to learn.â Â
mason's fingers worked expertly on your clit, and you couldnât help but widen your legs. he certainly found it with ease, which is more than you can say for the guy you lost your virginity to. you lifted your hips and mason helped you wriggle free from the cotton restraint, and his mouth was watering at the thought of your bare, naked pussy. he wanted to scoot around and lick it. Â
âwas he good, baby?â mason asked, lips nibbling along the outer shell of your ear. âdid he touch your clit like this, hm? or did he -â with his free hand, mason rubbed at your nipples through your dress and bra, â- roll your nipples like this? hm?â Â
you wriggled around and let his fingers explore your body, itching to let him touch you more. ân-no, mason. he didnât touch me like this.â Â
mason tutted, âcome on, baby, what did he do?â Â
âhe used me to make himself feel good,â you hummed, getting more and more used to the fact that he was swirling your clit around with his fingers, âi didnât enjoy anything.âÂ
âsuch a shame, darling. you're gonna be used to make me feel good, but i promise youâll enjoy it because i know how to handle innocent little girls like you,â he kissed your neck, âi was hoping to be the first person to bury myself inside your pretty little cunt, but i'll just have to be the first to do everything else.â he chuckled lowly at the way your breath hitched, and when he slapped your clit it made you jolt. Â
âdid he ever make you cum?â Â
you shook your head. Â
ân-no, mason.â Â
another clit slap. Â
âwhy are you slapping me?â you pouted, âhave i done something wrong?âÂ
the confusion was evident on your face. you couldnât figure out why he was slapping you, and the crease between your eyebrows formed. masonâs hand moved from your chest to your chin and turned your face to his. âare you going to address me by my name like a good girl?â Â
the crease deepened and mason couldnât help but laugh at you, and you frowned. Â
âw-what?â Â
âare you going to be a good girl for daddy?â your heart almost jumped out of your chest. your eyes grew a shade darker with lust and mason didnât go unnoticed. he slapped your pussy again. âanswer, princess.â Â
âd-daddy?â you questioned, and mason almost blew a load in his pants. Â
âmhm, yes princess. understood?â Â
you nodded your head. âyes, daddy. thank you, daddy.âÂ
he rolled his eyes and released a groan, unable to suppress it any longer, and now he could feel a wet patch of pre-cum forming in his pants. âfucking hell, babygirl, youâre gonna be the death of me, arenât you?â he shifted, and moved so you were now sitting against the headboard and he was staring down at you. he got down to his knees, the way his breath hitched when he was face to face with your pussy made your back tingle. âdo you want me to eat this pretty little cunt?â Â
âuh.. uhm.. okay,â you hesitated. mason noticed and began to massage your thighs with his fingers, digging into the soft flesh. âiâve never... um. nobody has ever...â Â
ârelax, princess, i'll make you feel good. it's all part of daddyâs job to look after his little girl.â Â
a rush of blood swarmed to your clit and you moaned softly at his words. he was corrupting you already. he traced the cherries on the hem of your dress, âthese are pretty fruits, baby, can you tell me what they are?â Â
he began to kiss your inner thighs in that moment. Â
âuhm, theyâre cherries, d-daddy.â Â
âmhm, well done darling,â you wriggled when his teeth sunk into the flesh of your thigh, but he soon soothed the sting when his tongue ran over it, and it formed a pretty mark of his teeth, âtell you what, princess. if anything gets too much â today, or ever â in one of these situations, you just say cherries, just like the ones on your pretty dress.âÂ
you nodded, but you were still confused. âwhy do i have to say cherries though?â Â
âbecause, baby, sometimes your brain wonât be working properly and youâll need a distinct word that means stop, do you understand?â you nodded again, and masonâs fingers traced your pussy again. he wasnât looking at you now, his attention had been drawn to your clit, red and aching, but he was still talking. âitâs easier for daddy to pick up on that word rather than stop, baby, because sometimes i wonât be listening. i need to make sure youâre safe.â Â
âw-why?â you could feel his fingers swirling around your inner lips and you fought every urge for a moan.Â
âbecause, youâre my submissive, and as your dominant, i have a duty of care over you.â Â
you shivered at that. your head was spinning so fast it felt like it was going to fall off. mason's tongue had darted out of his mouth and licked at your clit, you jolted, but he didnât put it away. instead, wherever your hips dragged you, he followed, his lips never leaving your clit. his tongue flicked repetitively, and his lips suctioned around it, sucking at your clit as if he were drinking through a straw.Â
as you wriggled, mason's arms caged your hips down onto the bed, so now you were unable to wriggle away and you cried out his name in a weak, pathetic little moan. he pulled off of your clit with a pop, âoh, babygirl,â he tutted, âyou can do better than that for me, canât you? i know you can.â Â
he licked a teasing stripe up your pussy and delved around your hole, where his tongue slipped inside and you yelped, bucking your hips up into his face and crying out his name again. âoh, mason... oh.. fu- your tongue.. feels so good,â the sensation tingling away inside of you was one youâd never felt during sex before, and the pad of a tongue licking and lapping at your clit felt particularly strange. âoh.. god.â Â
mason used his hands to part your lips further, allowing his face to be buried deeper into you and your hands sprung to his hair. he hummed against your clit as he licked, nibbled and swirled his tongue, and the pleasure was almost unbearable. he bumped your clit with his nose when his tongue slipped back inside you again, and raised his eyes so he was looking directly into yours. the contact was almost too much, and the butterflies were beginning to get overwhelming. your orgasm was fast approaching. Â
he held your legs open further and pushed the hem of your dress up, so it rested at your bellybutton. you could see his nose and cheeks glistening with your wetness, and the butterflies that swarmed in your stomach had begun to travel south. Â
âd-d-daddy... i... i can... i'm all tingly... i think i'm gonna...â Â
mason pulled away from you right as you felt like the dam was going to open, and you whined, thrashing around in protest. he raised an eyebrow, âyou need to ask daddy for permission to cum, little one,â he slapped the inside of your thigh and you winced, biting down on your bottom lip, âbecause your pretty little cunt is his, and you need to ask for permission to use something you donât own.â Â
oh. Â
he lay there, waiting patiently. Â
âcan i please cum, daddy?â Â
mason was satisfied with your plea, at least for now. he wasnât going to have you begging until you cried this time. âof course, princess,â he hummed, delving back into your pussy. you mewled and he mumbled against your clit, âdaddyâs pretty little cunt.â Â
with that, your orgasm hit you. you thrashed around at the feeling, lifting your hips off the bed. immediately, masonâs hands splayed under your bum, holding you up as he continued to eat like his last meal. you cried out, almost screaming at the sensation. becca always talked about her boyfriend doing this, and you never understood why she liked it so much â until now. Â
you tapped at masonâs head when you couldnât take it anymore, and he pulled off of your clit with a pop. his entire chin glistened, and it ignited a fire in your eyes. arousal seeped through your veins, and mason couldnât help but laugh against your lips when you sat up and pulled him closer by the collar of his knitted jumper. Â
in a bold move, your hand dropped to his crotch and you felt his dick, rock hard and straining his jeans. you blushed upon having the realisation that youâd never sucked anyone off before, and you were almost definitely about to suck off mason. that, and his dick felt fucking huge. Â
âwhatâs up, little one?â Â
mason pulled away from your lips and tucked the loose hair behind your ear, and you couldnât help but bury your head into his neck. he hooked his hand under your cheek and lifted you up softly, looking deep into your eyes. there was a moment of peace, where he scanned your eyes for any discomfort, but you were determined to see it through. Â
âit feels... big.â Â
your cheeks felt hotter than the sahara desert by this point, and mason chuckled at your innocence. Â
âdo you think so, babygirl?â he questioned, and his fingers curled around yours and made you squeeze at it. he groaned at the contact. âshould we see if youâre right, hm?â Â
you nodded eagerly, and mason almost fainted when your eyes grew black with lust. he placed your hand firmly back into your lap, and he stood up to pull his shirt off. you almost drooled at the sight of his naked torso, and the tattooâs scattered around it. he unlooped his belt effortlessly, and within seconds his jeans were tossed to the floor. his dick was so hard that the tip poked out from the waistband of his jeans, red and desperate for some attention. Â
he kept his eyes on yours to gage your reaction as he pulled down his boxers. you were right. it was huge. and thick. it inflated masonâs ego to triple the size it already was, and he loved how easy you were becoming, but this was only the tip of the iceberg. he wanted to make you his, and by the end of the night, he would make sure you were the only girl that he was corrupting.Â
ât-thatâs supposed to fit... i-inside me?â Â
âmhm,â masonâs hand jacked himself off as he stood up at the edge of the bed, your head at the perfect height to suck. âit will, baby, and it will hurt, but i'll make it fit, you havenât got to worry about a thing,â he pinched your cheek and you subconsciously smiled. commotion went on outside your bedroom door, one of your housemates was sneaking along the landing, and it caught your attention, but mason pulled your head back to face him with his finger hooked under your chin, âitâs not gonna suck itself, darling.â Â
you gulped. âiâve... i havenât... you're going to have to teach me, daddy.â  Â
mason had to stop jacking himself off and pause for a moment in fear of ejaculating all over your face at the sentence that just left your mouth. Â
âokay, princess, but first youâll need to take this off,â he ruffled the hem of your dress and you frowned, âdonât give me that look, babygirl. it's only fair.â Â
you hooked your arms out of your bra and dress all in one, and mason helped you step out of it steadily. his breath hitched when he saw you naked, drinking in the sight of your naked body. you'd never looked more beautiful, and heâd never been so desperate to be buried inside of someone. Â
he leaned down to kiss your lips, and then slid down onto the bed, so his head was at the pillows. you followed suite, kneeling down at his side. he guided your hand to his dick silently, and you giggled softly when he helped you move your hand up and down, âthatâs good, baby,â he said, running his fingers up to your wrist to loosen the movement slightly, ânow lean over so your mouth is hovering over it, and spit on the head.â Â
ât-the head?â Â
âthe tip, baby, the tip,â mason chuckled at your innocence, and you did as he asked. spit hung from the tip of your outsplayed tongue and trickled down to the head of his penis. as you smeared it around with your hand, your thumb ran over the slit of his dick and he jolted, a groan tumbling from his lips. your eyes shot up to face him, looking like a dear in the headlights as you feared you did something wrong, but mason shook his head. âthatâs good darling, so good. why donât you â fuck â why donât you try and take it in your mouth.â Â
you leaned down, so your lips were millimeters from his dick, and took a deep breath. youâd always envisioned doing this, and who it would be with, and none of your fantasies could ever compare to this. Â
your lips pursed around the head, taking just that into your mouth and looking up at mason through your eyelashes. he seemed to like that a lot judging by the way he looked down at you and nodded. âokay, little one, youâre doing such a good job,â he patted your head subconsciously, ânow, alternate between bobbing your head, twisting your hand and running your tongue around the head. just get a feel for it, darling, okay? i donât want to cum just yet.â Â
you nodded, and much to your surprise you enjoyed the compromising position you had been put in. mason made it feel so easy, so comfortable, and it made your heart flutter and your pussy throb. you began to bob your head gradually, taking more and more in with every move. mason admired your innocence and every time he remembered that his dick was the first one youâd had inside your mouth â your sweet, innocent, virgin mouth â he wanted to bust a load. Â
âoh god, yes, little one,â masonâs hand bunched your hair up in his hand out of habit, and you gagged around him as he thrusted up into your mouth ever so slightly, âyouâre doing so well for me, got such a pretty little mouth.â Â
you moaned, and the vibrations sent shockwaves up his dick and all over his body. he thrusted up into your mouth and you gagged again, your eyes watering at the sensation but you liked it. âplay with my â fuck â play with my balls, baby, just squeeze them gently,â mason cooed, smoothing your cheeks with his free hand, and you did as you were told, halting the movements of your hand stroking his dick so you could use it to stabilize you as you fondled his balls. he groaned loudly, âfuuuck, baby. that's it, such a good little girl.â Â
he thrusted up into your mouth again and this time spit came spluttering out of your mouth and landed along the prickly skin around his pubic bone. your eyes watered again, so much so that the tears soaked your eyelashes and mason lowered his hips. âyou okay, baby? do you wanna stop?â Â
you nodded sheepishly. mason's dick fell from your mouth and the tip rested at his bellybutton. he noticed your knotted eyebrows, âwhatâs up, darling?â Â
âmy mouth.. it tastes weird.âÂ
he chuckled and couldnât believe how innocent you were. Â
âthatâs because itâs no longer a virgin mouth, little one. it's now forever tainted with the taste of my pre-cum,â he leaned over and kissed your lips, swiping his tongue across your bottom lip, âyouâre going to be tainted with my taste forever now, baby. never getting rid of me.â Â
he used his strength to roll you over, so you were now laying with your head at the pillows. he admired how pretty you looked. anxiety pounded in your chest, and you suddenly got overwhelmed, but you knew it would pass, it was just nerves. mason noticed, and tucked some hair behind your ear. Â
âdo you remember your word, darling?â Â
âcherries, daddy.â Â
âgood girl,â he leaned down to kiss your lips, âif you want daddy to stop, you need to use that word, understood?â Â
âmhm,â you nodded, and leaned up to kiss him. he chuckled at your neediness. âthereâs.. um... i have... in the bathroom cabinet.. thereâs some... condoms.â Â
âdaddyâs shy little girl wants him to fuck her, hm?â Â
you mewled underneath him and fought off a blush by buring your head in the pillows when his finger grazed between your folds, and you jolted at the sensitivity, âplease, daddy, i... i... i need it. i need you.â Â
mason fought back the urge to fuck you raw. Â
âbabygirl, listen to yourself beg for me,â he tutted, standing up and slipping on your dressing gown momentarily to go to the bathroom, âsuch a naughty little thing, hm? werenât like this an hour ago. i've turned you into a little slut, havenât i?â Â
the last part of the sentence was partially shouted as he wandered into the bathroom you shared with another housemate, and you couldâve died there and then. you only hoped everyone else was minding their own damn business. Â
he came back with a handful of condoms, and the dressing gown was tossed to the floor with the rest of the clothes. âgo on, baby, say youâre daddyâs little slut,â he teased, âotherwise i'll leave you high and dry, begging for my cock all night.â Â
your cheeks heated up as you opened your mouth. mason stood there, cock on full display, waiting patiently. you took a breath, âyouâve turned me into a little slut, daddy.â Â
he made a satisfied hum noise and ripped the condom open with ease. you watched as he rolled it on and he climbed back on the bed, the sheer touch of his skin on yours leaving you with goosebumps. his fingers ran through your folds again and your wetness was enough. Â
his hand outstretched your leg, so it was out at an angle to the side while the other was bent at the knee draped over his shoulder. you moaned at the feeling of being poked and prodded so he could get you exactly how he wanted you. Â
you squirmed with anticipation as mason guided himself to your pussy, and when he slipped inside you let out a strangled, desperate moan. every time you thought his dick was fully inside of you, you were proved wrong, and with the angle of your legs, he only penetrated you deeper. he groaned at your tightness and the way his dick seemed to slot perfectly inside you. Â
âfuck, little one,â his pubic bone hit your skin and he successfully buried himself to the hilt inside of you. âyour cunt is so wet and tight, fits me so well, like it was made for me.âÂ
you mewled at his words and attempted to buy your head in the pillows beside you but mason grabbed your chin with his hand and forced you to look at him above you. he pulled out and pushed back in the whole way once again. âdonât you ever look away,â his fingers squeezed at your cheeks and moved down your face until they gripped at your neck, âdaddy always wants to see the way your eyes roll back when he hits -â mason raised his hips up so the angle of his hips changed ever so slightly and he smirked when your eyes rolled back with a moan of his name, âthat spot. such a naughty little girl.âÂ
âmhm,â you mumbled, already feeling a pressure building between your hips, âyour naughty little girl, daddy.âÂ
âfuckinâ right,â mason's fingers squeezed your neck in approval, âdaddyâs dirty little girl, youâre filthy, arenât you?âÂ
you could feel him hitting so deep inside of you and the way his hips slowed with each pull out had you on the verge of screaming. your headboard began to thud dully against the wall and you couldnât help but let out a long, drawn out moan. Â
âgonna wake up the house if you keep moaning like a whore, baby,â mason cooed, pushing himself forward so the stretch in your legs began to sting and the angle of his dick grew deeper, âi can feel you clenching my dick, darling. such a tight little pussy.âÂ
your hands gripped at his shoulders and masonâs head dropped between your bodies so he could watch himself slipping in and out of your pussy. the angle of your body underneath him was driving him insane and he couldnât help it when a moan slipped past his lips. Â
the closer you got to an orgasm, the louder you became, and it only spurred mason on further. he was itching to get you cumming, and so when his fingers brushed your clit and you almost screamed in pleasure, he smirked. you were almost positive that savannah and becca could hear the entire thing from their rooms on the bottom floor. Â
âd-daddy...â Â
mason smiled, thumb pulling at your bottom lip. âyes, little one?âÂ
âiâm gonna cum,â you cried, arching your back up off the bed, âplease, daddy.â Â
mason tutted. you were going to have to beg a lot better than that. Â
âcome on, darling, you can beg better than that,â he left a kiss to your jawline, âi know you turn into a mindless whore when youâre being fucked, but that was pathetic.â Â
 you squeaked and clenched around his dick again. your body was in overdrive and with every thrust it felt like you were going to explode. Â
âd-daddy... please,â you choked, throat running dry, âp-please, i need to cum, i'll do anything, p-please, daddy.âÂ
âyouâll do anything? oh, darling. i wouldnât say something like that if you donât mean it.â Â
âplease, iâm so close,â you were panting now, fighting off your orgasm with every passing second. mason leaned down to kiss your lips hotly, pulling your lip between his teeth and biting down so hard he almost drew blood, âplease.â Â
your begging attempt was satisfactory. for now. Â
âgo on then, darling,â he drawled, âcum for daddy like a good girl.â Â
you couldnât help the scream that left your mouth, and your orgasm shook your body so hard that it left your limbs twitching. this orgasm seemed to be more fulfilling, and lasted longer than the others youâd had this evening. your clenching pussy triggered masonâs orgasm, and despite the fact he came into the condom, you could still feel the heat of his cum inside of you. Â
it was only when you noticed the wet sheets underneath your bum and masonâs wet torso that your eyebrows furrowed. Â
âfucking hell, little one,â mason groaned, pulling out of you and looking down at the seeping sheets, âlook at the mess youâve made.â Â
âwhat happened...? what did i do?â Â
it had only just dawned on mason that you were completely clueless. this was the first time youâd ever squirted. Â
âyou just wet the bed, babygirl,â he rolled to the side of you and your eyebrows furrowed, âdaddy fucked you so well and so deep that you squirted.â Â
he admired the way your eyes widened, and he smirked. if he wasnât sure about keeping you in his life before, he was definitely going to keep you around now. you yawned, completely and utterly exhausted from the nightâs events, and mason pushed the sweaty hair out of your face, âwe need to get you clean, sweetheart.â Â
âmm, tired,â was all you could say, fighting off a yawn, âjust wanna sleep.â Â
mason stood up and slipped your dressing gown back over his shoulders. your eyelids continued to flutter, and you wouldâve fallen asleep had he not have handed you his shirt and boxers, âcome on, darling, you need to clean yourself up,â you sighed but obeyed his words, pulling the shirt over your head, âiâll help you put fresh sheets on too, okay?â Â
his hand looped through yours as he guided you to your bathroom, and your eyebrows furrowed again. mason began to run the water and you sat on the toilet seat. âyouâre helping?â you asked, scrunching your nose, âi thought you were just going to leave.â Â
mason laughed. you really were clueless, and it was adorable to him. Â
âyou really think i'd fuck you like that and then just walk away?â mason raised an eyebrow, and once again, the thought dawned on him that thatâs exactly what happened to you after your first time. that was all youâd ever known. âoh, sweetheart, no, i wouldnât ever do that to you.â Â
he tested the temperature of the water with the tips of his fingers, and helped you wriggle out of his shirt as you stepped into it. he kissed your forehead as you rested your arms on the side of the bath. Â
âpack a bag and come to my house next weekend,â he said nonchalantly, and suddenly, all your exhaustion had dissipated, âplease.â Â
ây-you want me to...â Â
âiâm not asking you, y/n,â his stern bedroom voice had returned and it sent shivers down your spine, âiâm telling you.â Â
your heart settled in your chest and he smiled against your lips when you leaned over the bath and kissed him. âiâll stay at yours if you stay here.â Â
âi wasnât planning on going anywhere, darling,â he kissed your nose, âyouâre going to get sick of me.â Â
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the lights of the underground parking were barely lit and only stared back at you. the parking lot almost empty yet the sounds of skin and moans filled it up. it was embarrassing really the way the brunette had you in a chokehold, all he had to do was send you a message and you were already on your knees. fortunately, he was the one on his knees.
âfuck, hermosa i could cum just at the sound of your moans.â he says from in between your legs. (beautiful)
you cum without warning and soon enough youâre the one on your knees getting ready to pleasure him. his smirk was taunting and you knew youâd probably never hear from him for another couple of weeks. your relationship with the midfielder was humiliating yet no one else could make you feel so good.
âbet he doesnât make you feel as full as i do. bet he doesnât have you on your knees like i do. hmm.. princesa?â he grabs your jaw forcing you to look straight into his brown eyes. (princess)
you almost roll your eyes at the mention of rodrigo. the random guy in your dms who youâd only talk to for the sake of getting pedri jealous.
âno, pedri. only you.â you can barely answer with the hold he has on your jaw.
âthatâs a good girl.â he starts unbuttoning his pants, releasing himself. ânow suck.â
you start by licking him from the base to the top. he shudders under you and you get an ego boost. you proceed to swirl your tongue on his tip and leave kisses in the process. you then run your hands from the base to the top making sure to prep him before you take him inside your mouth.
âstop teasing.â he groans.
you take him into your mouth making sure to hollow your cheeks to fit as much as him as possible. he grabs your hair into a ponytail to make the process easier for you and more pleasure worthy for him. you place your hands on what canât fit into your mouth and move your hands up and down making sure to provide some sort of friction. as you both your head up and down you make sure to leave kisses on his tip.
âfuck, you take me so well.â he moans and hardens the grip on your hair.
it doesnât take long for him to push himself deeper into your throat. your gags turn him on even more. the fact that heâs the only one youâre willing to suck off somehow turns him on even more and heâs full on thrusting himself into your mouth. you dig your nails deeper into his thighs at the contact of his member and the back your throat. he starts twitching into your mouth and you donât hesitate before taking him out.
âpero si ya estoy cercaâŠâ he whines. (but iâm so closeâŠ)
âyou can cum inside my mouth another day but not tonight.â you answer as you sit yourself on his lap.
you make sure to move the bottom of your mini dress even higher before taking his dick into your hand. you rub your hand from his base to the top as fast as you can while simultaneously kissing him. his kisses start to get sloppy as he gets closer to your high and it doesnât take long for him to cum all over your leg. he leans into your chest to savor the moment.
you stay there for a couple a minutes in that compromising position before he starts fixing your dress. you already know whatâs coming next. heâll tell you heâll call you only to leave you on delivered for weeks. you know you should feel upset or offended even but youâre dependent on him. pedri had ruined you and you didnât mind one bit.
this is nasty so no minors, i swear. not read through
A = Aftercare (what theyâre like after sex)
he's super funny and goofy as he brings you back from cloud nine, the two of you always shower together and he will sometimes give you a massage to help you relax after how far he pushed your body
B = Body part (their favourite body part of theirs and also their partnerâs)
not a body part but he loves his tattoos - they all have a story behind them and he loves how you trace them with your finger and ask about them
he likes your eyes - he likes to be able to read you, he loves when he makes you feel so good that you can't even keep them open or when they are, they're all watery and glazed over
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
he likes to cum on your tits. he just thinks that it looks so good when your chest is covered in his cum, your nipples still hard and now covered in him
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
i think that mase really wants to get into swinging but he wouldn't say anything to you bc he's scared you'd say no
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what theyâre doing?)
i think mase is a bit of a slag so he's fucked a lot of women so he's really good. he also knows what he likes and doesn't like because he's so experienced
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
i think missionary - he likes seeing his cock disappear into you but also how you react to it. it's the best way to see both parts of you. he's obsessed with how well you take him and how pretty you look when you're begging and desperate
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
he can be a little silly and the two of you might joke around but it's not super silly. i think if something embarrassing happens, the two of you laugh it off and continue
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
i think he's tried to go hairless once and neither of you really enjoyed it. now, it's trimmed and well-groomed.
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
it really does depend. he loves the intimate side of sex and he always tells you how much he loves you afterwards but sometimes, sex is just sex to mason
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
so. much. facetime. the two of you love to sext over facetime when he's away, stroking his cock as you finger yourself, confessing how badly you wish it was him instead
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
praise kink - this man loves to tell you how well you're doing and how pretty you are
risky places - it really turns him on the idea of being caught - he enjoys the risk of his teammates walking in, or worse, the gaffer. he loves how embarrassed you are and then how little you care once his cock nudges through your golds
edging - he's such a fucking tease, he will keep stopping you from orgasming because he loves it when you're needy
daddy kink - i don't care what you think but he defo has a daddy kink and hearing you call him that drives him insane
L = Location (favourite places to do the do)
in his car. i just think that he loves the fact that the two of you are so desperate for each other that you don't care about even getting caught, the only thing you're thinking about is the feeling of each other
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
everything. jfc, this man gets turned on by everything you do. it's actually ridiculous how he can go from minding his own business to wanting you on all fours
N = No (something they wouldnât do, turn offs)
mase is not into pegging. idk, i just can't see him ever wanting to do it. he's happy to play with your arse, but not the other way
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
he's a giver, baby. he loves the taste of you, he loves knowing that he doesn't even need to speak for you to be begging for him, to be crying out, for your legs to be shaking. he's really good with his tongue and the feeling of his stubble against your thighs adds a good level of contrast. don't get me wrong - he loves getting head and he does try his best to refrain from fucking your face
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
it really depends on the situation - if the two of you are just super horny (which is often), he will be so rough with you. the two of you like rough sex and the sound of the impact of your bodies against the other but on special occasions, he can be super soft and sensual
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
he loves them. sex is sex and he loves to be inside of you. the two of you have been known to have a quickie in the stadium after he's had a shower, especially after a big win and he can't wait to get home. it's so bad bc then he will go speak to his family etc as you try to ignore the fact that his cum is dripping down your thigh
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
i think mase enjoys having sex in places where you can get caught. he is a little cheeky and enjoys it when you give him head when he's in a work call/remote meeting. he's so charming that he can usually get away with it
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
i think mase likes to go for about three rounds. i think after that point, his dick is oversensitive, you're oversensitive and he just wants to cuddle with you after that. i think he can last a fairly long time but sometimes, like if he's been away for ages, he cums pretty quickly
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
yeah - he likes using toys on you. he might use a butt plug when he's fucking your pussy or using a vibrator on your clit when he's fucking your arse. he likes to make you feel good and he likes to stimulate you simultaneously
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
he's such a fucking tease. he enjoys making you wait and earn an orgasm. he loves watching you squirm and writhe underneath him. he loves your whimpers and the sound of you begging, the sight of you soaking the sheets and he doesn't think you can get any prettier, at least until you cum undone
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
i think he's really vocal, he's always groaning and hissing, letting you know that you're perfect for him. he likes to spend a lot of time praising you, and letting you know that you've been made for him. this man is the king of praise idc
W = Wild card (a random headcanon)
when you've been a brat, mason will eventually make you come but he's still mean. one time, you had sex on the leather sofa and he makes you clean up your (and his) mess with your tongue, making you taste the two of you off of the furniture
X = X-ray (letâs see whatâs going on under those clothes)
average length but pretty girthy. i think that it's pretty big but realistically, it's more about how he can use it - and boy, he knows how to use it
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
it's high - defo above average - i think that he's the sort of guy that likes to have sex right before bed so he has time to recover or really early in the morning
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
it depends - sometimes mason still has loads of energy bc he's like a human golden retriever but i think after a super long sesh, he will be so fucked out and just wants to fall asleep with you in his arms
AUTHOR: im exhausted but @mercedesjpg is my friend so here you go bby
SUMMARY: [âŠ] I got a man but I want you [âŠ]
WARNINGS: smut, nsfw content, cheating ig
âLost your boyfriend, darling?â Mason slips past you, his hands on your waist as he makes room for himself. You gulp, chugging down the alcohol in hopes the brit is leaving soon. You donât trust yourself around him.
âHeâs playing beer pong with the others.â For some reason you feel like you owe him any explanation and it shows a lot about the type of relationship you two share. Mason smirks behind his cup, nodding. Heâs always thought thereâs something between you two andâ as ironic as it may seemâ now that youâve been dating one of his ex teammates thereâs more tension than ever. Mason knows youâll never admit it but things arenât as great as you pretend them to be in your relationship.
âAnd what is a pretty girl like you doing in here? All alone?â He insists, even though his smirk speaks louder than his words. You have been trying to suppress whatever it is that you feel towards the Chelsea midfielder but it seems impossible now that heâs standing right in front of you, looking back at it you wish you hadnât drunk at all.
âWhat do you want, Mase?â You ask, already tired of his mind games. Heâs unbothered a d simply chuckles at your rudeness. He likes you like this: feisty, annoyed, irritated. Because he knows he has this power over you. The brit leans forward on his forearms, his head a few inches from yours. You can smell his scent and suddenly your knees grow weaker. Fuck.
âYou.â He whispers, watching your eyes get lost for a second. You will never admit it but you want him, just as much as he wants you. But you both like the chase, the bickering, the fighting. But he knows. You know. The mask slips only for a second before you scoff at his words, rolling your eyes.
âFuck off, will you?â You turn around, looking for a new cup to pour yourself water. You definitely need to sober up if you want to stop yourself from making any horrible mistake. Mason leans back and laughs again. Heâs hit a nerve and you both know it. You should know Reeceâs house by nowâ the amount of parties heâs hosted so far canât be counted on two handsâ nevertheless youâre suddenly lost. Mason notices and comes in your rescue. Classic.
âNeed a hand, princess?â He loves the cringed expression you make every time he uses overly sweet pet names. You shake your head, but Mason has seen coming. In fact, heâs already reaching for the top shelf to grab the cup youâve looking for. You glare at him as he shows it to you.
âYouâre welcome.â He winks at you. Again you try to ignore his presence but itâs impossible for two main reasons: even just his existence irritates you and that scent of his is making you go crazy. The only thoughts running through your mind are definitely inappropriate and for a moment youâre scared that even just by locking eyes he might notice them.
âHow are things going with him?â You find it funny that he refuses to mention his name most of the time. Heâs never been your boyfriendâs biggest fan, not even when they played for the same team. You lean against the counter, in front of him. The space between you two should be enough to prevent you from doing anything regrettable.
âGreat. How are things going with her?â Your sass is impeccable and it makes Mason smile. Ever since seeing him with some brunette at Benâs birthday you canât shake the feeling of uneasiness off you. Mason can see right through your jealousy though. The brit knows you a bit too well for your own good.
âJealous? You know youâre my only one, darling?â He smiles and you want to punch him but suddenly remember youâre a civilized person with manners and punching people isnât socially acceptable. So you simply sigh loudly, showing him your annoyance. Once again heâs hit a nerve. You hate how well he knows you. Because it turns you on, more than your boyfriend has ever been able to. But thatâs another story.
âOf what? I could have you whenever, Mount.â You talk too much and the amused look on his face shows it. Youâre already preparing yourself for one of his comebacks before youâve even finished speaking.
âReally? Is that so, princess?â Mason smirks as he stands straight and starts getting closer. You know this game too well yet you fall for it most of the time. But right now you donât know if you can find the strength within your own self to push him off.
âYouâve been trying to get in my pants for months, Mount.â You state the obvious. But Mason doesnât falter. He simply looks at you, that stupid smirk still on his lips. He stares at you like he knows something that you donât and it pisses you off how attractive you find him. With his stupid white t-shirt and black baggy jeans. Youâve found yourself staring at his arm tattoos for more than you should and itâs probably just a matter of time before the brit realizes that too. If he hasnât already.
âYou act like you arenât dying to kiss me, princess.â He says with such nonchalance you almost forget the meaning behind his words. You gulp, trying to burn him with your gaze but he simply smiles back. Your interaction is silenced by the loud music coming from the other room, the door is closed and the kitchen is the last place people usually stumble across.
âI have a boyfriend.â The excuse is old and it makes no difference to Mason because it makes no difference to you. Your boyfriend is the last of your problems right now and you know youâll feel more guilty in the morning but your brain isnât functioning when Mason steps closer. The brit tilts his head to the side as he stares you down.
âI can give you a few good reasons why you should drop him, baby.â He mumbles, his fingers moving a strand of hair behind your ear. The worldâs oldest trick. Yet you fall for it. Your heartbeat increases as you try to talk yourself out of this mess of a situation. But Mason has too much of a strong hold on you to prevent yourself from making any dumb decision.
âGo on, I wanna hear them.â You try to mask your nervousness behind a fake laughter. Mason licks his bottom lip, his eyes briefly falling to your mouth before meeting yours once again. Youâre completely, utterly, beyond any repair lost.
âActually Iâm more of a shower than a talker.â He speaks with his usual smug. You donât have it in you to answer his cockiness so you shush him with your lips on his. Your hands hold onto him as if afraid youâd fall but Mason keeps you close and still, not wanting to let go. Youâre fucked.
Realization doesnât hit you until you find yourself bent over the bathroom sink, undies in the britâs back pocket. His cock is definitely as big as his ego and for once you arenât complaining. Tears ruin your make up down your cheeks and Mason takes pride in observing such scene. You canât tear your eye off him nor can he. Mason loves watching how well you can take him and listen to the unholy sounds that leave the lips he canât wait to kiss again. All you can think about â besides how good he feelsâ is how you could have deprived yourself of such experience for so long. You should feel ashamed, guilty, disgusted but none of those feeling find space left in the room filled with filth and pleasure. Mason sees you struggling and slows down, but goes deeper. A strangled moan leaves your lips, you almost sob out of pleasure. He leans down, his face next to yours. Brown eyes have never looked so sexy in your whole life.
âAre these reasons good enough for you, darling?â He smirks and youâd find another sassy answer for him under other circumstances. So you simply let your moans speak for you. You donât care if it boosts his ego any further, for once the dick is worth it. Mason chuckles lowly before kissing your cheek. His kisses move to your neck where he moves your hair out of the way and starts sucking on the skin. You want to tell him to not leave any mark but you canât, you donât want to.
âMy good girl, arenât you?â He mumbles in your ear, his hips not faltering once. Youâre suddenly jealous of any girl whoâs got to experience him before you. Because heâs addicting. You can never have enough. His words make you clench around his length and he notices, grunting against your ear as his high approaches just as fast as yours. Any other time youâd tell him to fuck off, but not right now. You simply nod frenetically, eager to reach your orgasm.
âGood girl.â He praises you before pecking your temple and wrapping his arm around you to slightly switch the angle. You lock eyes through the mirror: heâs nowhere done with youâŠ
Alice Morgan-Webber is a classic Ralph Lauren blonde girl. Summer at the Hamptons. Kate Moss poster on her wall. Her father owns a hotel chain and is the CEO of a company specialized in luxury goods. Her mother is a fashion designer. Alice is an only daughter and heir to an American dream empire. Her highschool sweetheart boyfriend, David, proposed to her in the summer. Their families have been friends for generations and when their mothers got pregnant at the same time, they knew it was meant to be. His family have their own inspirational story about their generational wealth.                      Â
A couple months ago David got a job at his family's company's French headquarters, and now theyâre living in Paris. It didnât take long for Alice to get an internship in a fashion magazine â in fact, all it took was a phone call from her mother. The coupleâs perfect french pronunciation and overall cool behavior made them a perfect match for the city of light.
Their European fairytale didnât last longer than a month. Very quickly David got bored of playing house. He started to spend his nights and weekends away from their cozy luxury apartment, always with the excuse of being busy with work. That was expected, in a way, so Alice wasnât exactly disappointed; but she was surprised, his lack of interest in the very first month was a disaster. They werenât even married yet.
âMen are complicated, honey. But maybe he really is busy with work.â Her mother, Caroline, told her over the phone. Davidâs family owned a holding company that was currently in the process of starting to invest in a fashion brand â owned by Aliceâs family. So her mother soothed her, told her to wait. It is in everybody's best interest if they could find a way to be happy together. âYouâll be married in the spring and everything will be perfect, dear. I promise. You just need to be a little less controlling.â
It was a destination wedding, in Greece. Her mother would design her dress, of course. On her left hand she was wearing Davidâs grandmotherâs ring. A colossal diamond that felt heavier every time he left the house without making eye contact. âBye, love.â His strong voice, that once made her legs shake, now made her nauseous. He could at least look at her when saying goodbye, right? That wasnât too much to ask, right? Alice thought to herself.Â
Part of Aliceâs job included getting invited to luxury brands promotional parties, the kind she was already used to. But this time was different, she was working. Alice was supposed to post pictures of the event on social media and later report it to her boss. How the food tasted, was the music any good, what kind of celebrities showed up. It was a sports brand, so there were a few french athletes present â one specifically caught Aliceâs attention. Kylian. She saw him in person before, in another one of those parties long before she moved to Paris. Back then David was present, a possessive hand around her waist. Warning her of the depraved behavior of football players. Now she was alone and Kylian was staring right back at her.
Later she would have a hard time recalling the food and the music; the French football player was the only thing on her mind the whole time. They were formally introduced at some point, he graciously shook her hand.
âBeautiful ring.â His eyes were on her left hand. She blushed.
âThank you.â
âWhenâs the wedding?â
âIn the spring.â
Quickly and smoothly, without anybody else seemly noticing, he whispers in her ear:
âSo I still have some time.â
Alice laughs and nods at him, still blushing. They donât talk for the rest of the evening, but when she comes home she gets a notification on her phone that makes her heart beat faster: k.mbappe just liked your post / k.mbappe just followed you. He answers one of her stories; it is a picture of her living room, beautifully decorated solely for the purpose of impressing her future in-laws.Â
k.mbappe
you have good tasteÂ
alicemwebber
thank you
k.mbappe
iâm a buying a new apartment
need help with the decor
you should visit
give me some tips
Kylianâs new apartment was just outside of busy Paris; it was modern and spacious, and smelled brand new. There wasnât a lot of furniture or items that identified the owner, so Alice felt like he wasnât entirely lying to her. Who knows how many times he used that trick, but Alice didnât need a very convincing excuse. She just wanted to see him, to be in the same room completely alone with him and to feel desired by him. Her lust was aggravated by her anger. In her messed up head, what she was doing felt like revenge.Â
âSo, what do you think?â He was standing behind her, so much taller than her. His perfume was intoxicating and she was fighting her own brain, trying to keep herself focused.
âItâs a really nice place, but it needs more⊠Personal touches.â She guides her right hand to his, without even looking, her thumb slowly caressing him. Kylian takes a step closer to her, his body now fully flushed against her. He holds her hand and rests his head on top of hers.
âI agree. Like I said, you have good taste.â He gives her a soft kiss on the cheek. âThatâs why I invited you.â He continues to softly kiss her face, lowering his kisses down to her neck. âAre you going to help me?â Their bodies are even closer and she can feel heâs getting hard behind her.
âYes, I will. Whatever you need.â As she says that he puts both of his hands on her hips, pushing her back onto himself, making her feel him.
âWhatever I need? Are you sure?â
Alice nods, and when she opens her mouth to properly answer him, he kisses her. She turns around, holding him by the neck. The kiss feels like a perfect match. They instinctively know exactly where to touch each other, their tongues know the exact moves. Their breaths and the small noises of pleasure Alice makes echoes in Kylianâs almost empty living room.
âDo you own a bed, at least?â She asks, face still close, afraid of moving away from him and breaking the spell. Kylian laughs warmly.
âI do own a bed, yes. Let me show it to you.â
He guides her to the bedroom while still kissing her. By the time they lay in bed together half of their clothes were already forgotten along the way. Sheâs lying on her back and heâs towering over her, he already feels big just standing over her, looking at her. His body is warm, heâs kissing her like heâs in a hurry. A real man. Wanting her, tasting her. Paying attention to her. She surrendered herself to him. Alice tries to take off his pants but he holds her hands above her head. She stops the kiss.
âPlease. Please.â She guides her hand once again to his jeans. Kylian sits on the bed and brings Alice onto his lap. He takes her left hand and bites the side of the finger with her engagement ring. Alice moans. âDo you like that?â He whispers in her ear, she eagerly nods in agreement.
âI like it too.â He kisses her finger. âI also like knowing I only had to ask you once.â
âYouâre being mean.â Alice takes the rest of her own clothes off, tired of waiting for him. Kylian laughs. His eyes shining bright give Alice butterflies. He looks beautiful like that, horny and teasing her. She feels lucky to get to experience it.
âIâm being mean?â He gets up and holds both of her legs, carefully making her seat at the end of the bed. Then he pulls her legs apart and admires the view of her dripping wet core. âAlright, let me be nice to you, then.â He gets on his knees and starts kissing her feet, almost in a devotional manner. He continues his kisses up, firmly holding her legs. After what it feels like forever he finally kisses her cunt. Kylian canât help moaning with her. She tastes amazing and he canât get enough. She cums screaming his name even before he puts his fingers on her. âWhat about now? Iâm still mean to you, baby?â Alice is laying on her back again and heâs fingering her roughly.
âYeâyes, yes, you are.â Sheâs stuttering, canât control her voice when sheâs so close to another orgasm. On her third orgasm she has his cock inside of her. Sheâs on all fours and his hand is holding her hair, keeping her head up. Her mouth is open, her moans somehow still getting louder.
âYouâre so big.â Alice mumbles, eyes closed, feeling full and satisfied. Kylian is proud, both from her words and the state he managed to get her.
âYou should always feel like this, baby.â Heâs still behind her, but theyâre both on their knees in the middle of the bed, his hand never leaving her hair. âItâs what a pretty girl like you deserve.â He kisses her shoulder and neck, restraining himself from biting her.
Later, after she showers, he politely offers for her to stay. She canât, of course, and he knows. At the apartment door, kissing goodbye, she says:
âThereâs a lot of work to be done in this place, donât you think?â
He agrees, grinning at her. âYou should come often, I need all the help you can give.â
***
David doesnât know anything about football, but loves talking about it. It never bothered Alice before, she used to find it amusing; his lack of knowledge over tactics or stats. It used to be cute, even. They were at a private box in Parc des Princes, together with some of Davidâs work colleagues and a potential client. The guy was a family man and a PSG fanatic, so David decided to take his lovely bride to a football match in hope of luring the French millionaire into doing business with him. Alice is nauseous the entire time. She deserves it, she thinks. Maybe this is God punishing her somehow. Still, she has her eyes on Kylian the entire time.
âAlice, are you feeling good?â David asks her, his hand on her back. Her head is spinning. God, why is he being so thoughtful.
âI⊠I donât think so.â
Alice sort of disassociates, only fully regaining her consciousness after she throws up a couple times at the Saint-Germain lounge bathroom. David is by her side, holding her hair. His action only made her more nauseous, reminding her of a few nights before.
âHow can you ask me that this way?â Alice is angry, but her voice is weak. David laughs, brushing her hair off her face and kissing her forehead.
âWell, thereâs still a few months till the wedding. I want you to look good in your dress.â
Alice stares at him in shock, trying to gain courage to ask him what she really wants to know. To tell him how she feels. It was the first time he even mentioned the wedding in weeks.
âDo you really? You still think about our wedding?â
âOf course, love. Whereâs this coming from?â
Her hair is a mess and her make up ruined, theyâre both still sitting on the bathroom floor and Alice feels like this is the lowest so far in their relationship. David's tone of voice makes her feel like sheâs delirious. Maybe she overreacted. She should have asked him sooner.
âI feel like you donât want me anymore.â Sheâs fully crying and David tries to dry her tears, confused. He takes out a handkerchief embroidered with his initials and hands it to her.
âWhat? Love, thatâs not true. How can you say that?â
âIâm sorry I ruined your business meeting.â Alice says in between sobs. David shakes his head.
âYou didnât ruin anything. Itâs actually a pretty good look for me, coming to help you.â He chuckles. A few minutes later, Alice recomposes herself, quickly fixing her hair and make up. When they walk out, holding hands, it is like nothing happened.
âOh, look, Messi scored!â David points at one of the Tvâs on the lounge. Back home, getting ready to bed, Alice tries to initiate a kiss but he points a finger on her lips.
âLove, you threw up today.â He looks at her with disgust.
âAre you serious? Iâm feeling better, you psycho.â
âWell, letâs wait a few more hours. Just to make sure.â
On her phone thereâs a new notification. An answer to her stories on the stadium. It was a group picture, David had his arm around her, kissing her cheek.
k.mbappeÂ
enjoyed the game?
alicemwebber
not really
wasnât feeling well
had to leave early
k.mbappeÂ
feeling better now?
David was sound asleep beside her, she stared at him for a while before answering.
AUTHOR: I canât deny it anymore: I love a liverpool man
SUMMARY: you canât say no to himâŠ
WARNINGS: smut, nsfw content, +18, a bit rough, toxic situation
You had thought about what you were going to tell Trent once back home. You had planned it all out in order to not miss any point. You had prepared your speech. You had even written down some important points. But Trent was Trent and he was so good at persuading you. Your plan went out the window the minute your eyes met his. You werenât sure of anything anymore.
âI think⊠I think we could use a break.â You spat out when he was looking away. Your breathing was uneven and you could feel arousal forming when he turned around to look down at you. His big brown eyes stared at you, trying to read you. He smirked as he sipped on his water.
âA break, you say? What for, baby?â He asked as if he didnât even know how you could ever come up with such request. But Trent wasnât dumb, he knew you two worked wellâ even too wellâ only in the bedroom. There was no point in staying together if all you did was fight and fuck. But Trent wasnât keen on letting you go so easily and you liked to be seduced by him and his manners a bit too much.
âYeaâŠâ you suddenly forgot what to say when he stepped closer, arms caging you as he leaned on the counter you were pressed against. His lips inches away from yours as he observed your eyes. He knew the effect he had on you, he loved it, he got off on it. The way you were so willing to submit to him, how only you could put him back in his place, how you could calm him down, talk to him in his worst moments.
âYou think?â He insisted, smirking. He wasnât even taking you serious anymore. You started to think he could hear how hard and fast your heart was beating as he hovered over you. His scent made your knees weak and your legs spread. Your hands gripped the tight on the counter, trying to stop yourself from kneeling down. He always looked hot when cocky. Trent took in a deep breath, watching you squirm. There was nothing better than sex when you both knew that was the last thing you should be doing. But you had learnt how to silence your rational thoughts when Trentâs hands were all over your body.
âSaid you wanted a break, baby. You shouldnât be riding me so well thenâŠâ he made fun of you as he watched you on top of him. You had given in. Again. You would have felt disgusted if you could even think straight in that moment. Your shirt was discarded on the floor, next to his. His arms rested on the back of the couch as he drank your frame in. He loved watching you do all the work. You always tried to put on a show for him, to please him. But he always pleased with you.
âFuckâŠâ you gasped as he sporadically bucked his hips up. He chuckled lowly, nibbling at his bottom lip. You looked so sexy in his eyes. He felt bad for every guy who was not going to experience such a sight in his life. Your walls squeezed him in the right way, making him feel dizzy but he had other plans for the both of you.
âLook at me, baby. Want a break?â He asked, his eyes challenging yours. You struggled to keep them on him, there was something in his gaze that spurred you on. The tip of his cock repeatedly touching spots inside of you that had you moaning shamelessly. Your hands rested on his chest for leverage.
âAnswer me, baby.â His tone was soft but still demanding. He wanted to show you just how down bad you were for him. Not that you needed any further proof. You knew. But you chose to ignore it.
âNo, T, I donâtâŠâ you admitted before moaning incoherent praises. The scouser chuckled, pleased with himself. He could tell by the way you struggled to keep up with the pace that you werenât too far away from cumming, but he wasnât going to play nice. He had to teach you a little lesson.
âDonât cum.â He ordered. You whined, your nails slightly scratching his chest as you attempted to hold your orgasm back. What Trent wanted, Trent got. His hands never left the back of the couch, they never touched you which was something you were eager to feel. And Trent knew it, that was why he used it against you.
âPlease, please, T.â You begged, your knees starting to hurt as you chased your high. Trent smirked and shook his head, watching you starting to get pissed and frustrated. Your eyes silently pleaded him. When a few more minutes passed by and he hadnât still changed his mind you began to express your feelings again.
âTrent⊠Baby, please⊠Let me cum.â You whined, starting to feel tears forming in the back of your eyes. Trent knew that if anything he was doing wasnât pleasing you, you could always use your safe word but you hoped you didnât have to come to that. The scouser shook his head once again. You were going to work hard for it.
âYou said you wanted a break, it hurt my feelings, baby.â He mocked you. He knew the power he held over you. He knew how and when to push you. You whined again, almost cursing yourself for ever suggesting such idea. Trent kept his eyes on you. You were his favorite show.
âBaby, Iâm beg-ging you⊠Please, fuckâŠâ you sobbed, a few tears slipping down your cheeks as you held onto his broad shoulders. Trent didnât seem moved by you or your crying. He knew you hadnât reached the limit yet. He wasnât mad at the fact that you had suggested leaving him, but he was going to prove his point: that you belonged together, that you needed him.
âTaking me too well for someone who wanted a break, arenât you?â He joked again, not even answering your pleas. You sobbed again, head rolling back as you tried to focus on anything else rather than his face and his cock. Your pussy clenched around him, squeezing him so tight he knew you werenât going to last long, with or without his permission. But he loved having you like this: begging, pleading, obeying him.
âTrent⊠Oh god, fuck meâŠâ you cursed, the coil in your stomach ready to snap as more tears rolled down your neck and between your breasts. He leaned in, your head still rolled back, and took one of your nipples in his mouth, still watching you.
âOh my- fuck, fuckâŠâ you whimpered, grasping at his shoulders. You felt edged, tired, frustrated. You couldnât take it anymore. When your red and crying eyes looked back at him he knew you had reached the limit he so carefully tried not to push you past.
âGo on then, cum for meâŠâ he murmured against your breasts. Your eyes immediately closed, the last tears wetting your cheeks as you reached your high. Trent didnât last much longer, making a mess inside of you and between your trembling thighs. This was his way to show you were his and his only. And you ânot so secretly â loved it. You collapsed on top of him, your head resting on his shoulder as you tried to catch your breath. You were exhausted.
âIâm sorry.â You mumbled against his neck. And only then he let his hands rest on your body, caressing your back as his lips pressed soft kisses on your forehead.
âItâs okay, I love you.â He whispered, knowing damn well you werenât going to go anywhere. Especially nowhere far away from himâŠ
content : nsfw , 17+ , mdni , afab reader , your pedris friend ,, but also a popular singer. since you were both popular youngsters , you were invited by barca for a youtube video with pedri , things go well , the outcome was better then expected ;) pedri is so whipped here ladies, enjoy.
a/n : atp , i cant find pwp and iiii HATE pwp. but enjoy this ig. ALSOO I CANT DRITY TALK IN SPANISH ITS HARD TO TRANSLATE. - silva
camp nou was so pretty, but the only thing you wanted to see was that sexy spainard. you admired his body alot .. i mean who wouldnt? he was taller then you , nice and bulit .. a dream guy. you dressed yourself in the cutest pink mini skirt and white corset, white tights and pink shoes . you arrived at the studio and smile at the sight of pedri, he was wearing all blue in his barca clothes . but there was no time for small talk ,, as the crew was in a rush . you both look at each other and laugh , you stand next to him and it starts rolling .
you were now at 2 - 2 . theres been too much sexual tension between you two.. anyway , the fourth song played and you both guessed it right. you both click the button at the same time. you sang the song together, it was chantaje by shakira. you both danced together, which was probably the thing that turned pedri on the most. the way you singing to HIM and dancing with HIM made himïżŒ even more turned on. the last round made him win , you sighed as you lost. âÂĄes todo por hoy! gracias a spotify y a barcelona por tenerme aquĂ, bye bye!â thats it for today! thank you to spotify and barcel for having me here , thats all byebye! . you smiled as the camera stopped filming. you took a picture for the thumbnail, his hand on your waist . as the cameras turned off you take it as a chance to whisper something to pedri. âpedrito, los baños abiertosâ pedrito , the bathrooms are open . you smirked âme lees la mente, cariñoâ you read my mind , sweetheart .
pedri pinned you to the wall . heâd has just finished eating you out. âthat pussy.. it does something to me.â he laughed . wiping his mouth with his arm. âplease pedri.. just.. fuck meâ!â you were cut off a kiss from pedri. it was a steamy hot kiss . he was all sweaty and hot,, his chest being naked and him groaning in your ears. you removed his boxers. âimpatient whoreâ he mumbled. you jumped at the way he shoved his long veiny cock inside you. âitâ it wont fit!â you yelled âyou shouldve said that before taking it out, cariño.âgripping your waists as pedri starts to move. his thrusts were like heavan , moving in all the places you wanted . you put your hand over your mouth to not moan too loud. âtoo much!â you cried , as pedris thrusts got faster. â âm gonna fill you up so well.â pedri whispered. you were crying because of how good he was fucking you . âc-cumming..â you said . you felt the not in your stomach, reaching your climax. he filled you up with his liquid. you eveb cleaned him up. you couldnt feel your legs.. you were groaning . âfuck,, i love youâ pedri kissed your forehead. âhm, i love you too pedritoâ you giggled.
summary; joao was your best friend for many years. but somewhere along the lines, you both fell in love. after joao saw you flirt with two of his teammates, he made sure they knew you were his.
pairing; bsf!joao x fem!reader
content; SMUT. jealously, fingering, dirty talk, mason and Christian being a flirt, unprotected sex, dry humping, teasing, public sex, very slight fluff at the end, aftercare, degrading, praising
warning; I DIDNT PROOF READ IT IM SORRYYY
a/n; HII THIS IS MY FIRST STORYY SO PLEASE BARE WITH ME. AND ALSOO REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!
âhey anjo, got you season tickets for chelsea!â he smiled. âjoao really?â you squealed in excitement. he nodded. holy shit! âthank you, thank you!!â you screamed at him and hugged him. nothing could describe how he felt when you hugged him. it was like bliss and happiness, met lust and neediness.
3 days later
joao had gotten season tickets for you, but more specifically sideline seats. âhi!!â you ran up to him. he was with all his teammates, but you wanted to talk to him. âhey anjoâ he smiled and hugged you. before you could say anything, all of joaos fellow teammates walked over to you.
âoi mate when were you gonna introduce us to a pretty girl like her,â mason said, you started blushing. it was noticeable enough for joao to clench his jaws and fist. âthank you masonâ you smiled sweetly.
maybe it was just you being nice, but something about the way you smiled around them made joao want to punch the smug smirks of their faces.
âyeah i was gonna but-â joao tried talking but christian cut him off. âso whats your name sweetheart?â he asked you. âits y/nâ you smiled and grazed his shoulder with your fingers. âuhm we should probably leave, right y/n?â joao asked you. âmate dont ruin all the funâ mason smiled at you. âno its ok mason, i should goâ you kissed both mason and christian on the cheek. âgoodbye! it was so nice to meet you bothâ you smiled and waved.
âjoao wait up!â you yelled after him as you watched him speed walk past you. you saw him run into the locker room and you instinctively ran after him. âhey whats wrong?â you asked. âits nothingâ he mumbled back rubbing the corner of his eyes. âjoao, tell me. you can tell me anything.â you smiled softly and rubbed his thigh.
âshit..â he groaned. oh fuck, did he just moan? quickly joao bit his lip, praying you didnt hear him. âjoao, do you like it when i touch you?â you asked him slowly running your hands onto his upper thigh. âbaby stop teasingâ he said and looked you straight in the eye. you giggled softly and grazed your hand over his cock.
he hissed loudly and thrust his hips up to feel your hand. âpatienceâ you said. but joao couldnt wait. after 10 years of waiting, he couldnât anymore. he grabbed your body and pulled him onto you. âi cant wait anymore babyâ he moaned and smashes his lips onto your. you moaned loudly at the feeling of his soft, plump lips. you slowly starting grinding on him and moaning became a regular noise.
âlouder baby, mason and christian need to know your mine. they need to know how good i can fuck you.â he moaned and threw his head back. you almost didnt want to follow his command, but you couldnât help it when he started to suck on your neck. "fuck joao" you moaned out while you tugged at his hair softly. "you like when i do that your little whore?" he grinned and nipped at your neck in the same spot until it was purple and bruised.
while joao was sucking at your neck and leaving purple marks everywhere, you failed to notice the speed you were grinding on him increasing. "shit your so big" you moaned out as you felt his cock rock hard underneath you. "you can take it, cant you? be my little good girl and take it." he said as he lifted you of his lap. he laid you down on the bench and removed his clothes. while he did so, you started to undress yourself.
while doing so, you began to wonder just how big he was. you wondered what he would feel like inside of you. you didn't even realize your body taking over your brain. you started playing with your clit and thought about what he would do to you. joao sat there patiently, he couldn't complain though. because the fact you were entirely naked, touching yourself, and moaning his name was enough to make him cum. but he didn't want to, he wanted to save it all for you. his good girl.
once joao realized you were approaching your orgasm, he quickly pulled out your fingers replacing them with his cock. giving little to no time to adjust, he rammed into you. the feeling of pain was quickly replaced with pleasure. every time he thrust his hips into yours, you swore a new tear fell. joao was easily the biggest you had been with.
you bit down on your lip so hard you could almost taste blood. you covered your mouth with your hand to muffle your moans, but both you and joao knew you were too loud. "baby, louder. everyone needs to know your my slut" he said and wrapped his hand around your neck, slowly and carefully he increased pressure until you were clenching around him. "you dirty whore, like it when i choke you yeah?" he smirked and lifted your legs over his shoulders. with a position change, joao quickly hit deeper then he had ever before.
your moans were nothing short of pornographic, at first they were quiet and controlled. but now, you couldn't help yourself. no matter how hard you bit your lip, or how much you covered your mouth.
at this point, you couldnt even recall how many tears had fallen from your eyes. "fuck I'm close" you moaned out a new word with every thrust. "don't let go, baby, wait for me" he said as he threw his head back and kneaded your breasts. you couldn't help but leave scratches all over his back. he winced slightly at the pain, but you felt too good to stop because it hurt.
"please joao" you begged him as you arched your back, once again allowing him to reach deeper. "let go for me, baby. cum all over my cock" he said as he himself let go. you instantly found your high and let go. you both were extremely breathless.
"you think they heard?" you asked him. "i hope so, now they know only i can fuck you like that, no matter how hard they try." he kissed your cheek and got up to get a towel from the shower. "here let me clean you up," he said referring to the tears, sweat, and cum all over your body. "thank you" you smiled and got up slowly. "i love you joao" you said.
"i love you too, my good girl"
a/n; something about joaos thighs make me want to *** *** **** *** **** am i right?
summary: jude's ex calls him while him and reader are going at it, so he does the most inappropriate thing: he answers.
pairing: jude bellingham x fem!reader
warnings: 18+, minors dni, smut, p in v sex, dirty talk, oral sex f!receiving, basically just smut with a fluffy ending
word count: 1,211
author's note: this was requested on my old account, so i thought that i might as well write it while i'm in my jude feels, so enjoy.
"fuck, jude," you whimpered in his ear as he pounded into you. one of your hands is around the back of his neck, bringing his head as close to yours as possible, while your other hand is on his back, gripping on for dear life, leaving marks upon marks. "you make me feel so good."
jude's mouth slacked open when he felt you tightening around him, your third orgasm of the night approaching. he was resting on his forearms, which were resting on either side of your head. with your faces being so close together, there would be a sloppy meeting of your lips every so often, teeth clashing as you both practically tried to devour each other. but neither of you seemed to mind, too caught up in each other to even notice half of the time.
jude was just about to reciprocate the words you had told him, but he was stopped before he could even open his mouth by the sound of his phone ringing. he groaned, pausing briefly as he looked over at the phone resting on the nightstand. he groans again, louder this time, swiftly reaching over to decline the call before his attention returns to you. this time he's pounding into you even harder, the headboard of the bed banging against the wall after each of his thrusts.
"who was it?" you struggled to get out due to the abundance of pleasure he was giving you, but with the amount of frustration that was clearly coursing through his veins, you had a slight idea about who it was. "it was her, wasn't it?"
jude rested his head against yours, only being able to nod before he squeezed his eyes shut, letting out breathy moans into your ear.
his ex had been calling him every couple of days for about a week, begging him to take her back. his response was the same every time, telling her that he would never be getting back with her, especially after their relationship was so toxic. but she clearly struggled to get the message he was sending her. you had told him just to block her number, but he knew that she would always find a way to contact him no matter what, so he didn't really see the point.
you were just about to forget about what had happened, the feeling that he was giving you clouding your mind when your body shuddered in orgasm. your third of the night. but the shaking of your legs was quickly interrupted by the ring of jude's phone yet again.
your legs that were wrapped around his waist tightened and the hand you had around his neck gripped harder, your eyes darkening. you didn't know if it was because you were just denied the full experience of an orgasm, or that you were just feeling a little risky, but you whispered, "answer it."
jude's eyes went wide as he looked down at you, shocked that you would ever say anything like that. but you could see him process what you had just said, and he came to the conclusion that he enjoyed the idea, just as much as you were clearly about to. he reached over, this time accepting the call, placing the phone on the pillow next to your head so she would be able to hear you.
you could hear her saying "jude" down the line, a soft giggle leaving your mouth, knowing that what she was about to hear would send her into an absolute frenzy.
"turn around," jude commanded, not even giving you any time to respond before he's on his knees flipping you over. he pulls your hips up towards his, leaving you to rest on your forearms on the bed in front of you.
before entering you, he leans down pressing a feather light kiss to each of your ass cheeks, sending goosebumps across you skin. he's the leaning down even further, pressing another kiss, to your pussy this time, licking a slow strip from your clit to your entrance. he eats your pussy as if it's his last meal, immediately making your legs shake.
at first youâre biting your lip, nervous that jude's ex could hear everything that was happening, second guessing your decision to let her listen. but jude realised that you were being much quieter than you usually were, as eating you out usually brought the most noise out of your mouth.
"moan for me baby," his voice vibrated against your heat, making you whimper. "good girl, let her listen to how good i make you feel."
thatâs all the encouragement you really needed, letting out moan after moan, as his tongue stroked up and down your swollen pussy.
âplease, jude, i need you inside me,â he could tell by the sound of your voice that you were close to your fourth orgasm of the night, so he wasted to time in guiding his throbbing cock into you, bottoming out before he almost pulls all the way out again, just to slam into you. in creating the same rhythm he had earlier, you were struggling to hold yourself up any longer, letting your arms give out as you flopped onto the bed.Â
jude gripped your ass hard, watching as his dick disappeared inside of you time after time. âthatâs it, y/n. youâre taking me so well, so much better than anyone else has before.â
you couldnât help but laugh at his pettiness, knowing that the woman who was begging for him back was hearing every single thing.
âfuck,â jude whimpered out, his thrusts becoming inconsistent. âiâm going to cum, y/n.â
âcum inside me, jude,â your hips were thrusting back lazily to meet his, your high building up inside you. it wasnât long before you felt the familiar feeling of his cum dripping into you as your own high took over your body, leaving you collapsed on the bed.Â
jude gently laid himself down on top of you, sweaty skin sticking to each otherâs, both of your chests heaving after the tiresome events of the night.Â
âlooks like she hung up,â jude laughs, turning his phone off, placing it back on the nightstand, rolling off of your body to lay beside you.
you turn your body to look at him, hand coming up to caress his cheek before you press a soft kiss onto his lips. âyou made me feel so good today, baby, but i donât think iâm going to be able to walk for a while.âÂ
he smiles at you, his hooded eyes taking in each of your features, thinking that you were still the most beautiful woman in the world, even if he had just fucked you into oblivion. âyou were amazing, too. as always. but youâre going to have to get up, we need to clean up.âÂ
âbut i donât want to, iâm too comfy,â you could feel your eyes getting heavy, as you snuggled closer to jude.Â
jude peppered kisses all over your face, leaving a beaming smile on your face. âiâll run you a bath, how does that sound?â
you opened one eye, looking into his beautiful brown ones. âwill you join me?âÂ
âof course i will. now let's get you cleaned up, pretty girl.â
