Heyyy, i've been obsessed with ur crankama fics and i NEED more smut. It would be rlly interesting if it were like toxic but he was also like possessive over the reader👀👀✌️
Crankama (connor) x fem!reader!fwb!au
Contains: Connor speaks on stream about how he wants to buy you a Tiffany necklace so he can fuck you with it on !! (Based off of one of his streams + I changed the info a little..)
Warnings: fem reader, smau, pet names, degrading, spit kink..?, spanking, cheating, girly reader, bimbo ISH, hate sex (sort of), doggy, hair pulling, spanking, pnv, unprotected sex, more freak shit ig..
CUTIES!!: @lastgirlinny , @supercutefungirl , @peppiment , lmk if you wanna be added to the taglist !!
“Ok alright, just go ahead and explain because I need to explain myself” Connor says to Brantley through his mic.
“Ok, ok I will” Brantley replies. “Don’t be biased just explain!” Connor says.
“Crankama and y/n have been talking again for one day” Brantley says to the chat, beginning his explanation as Connor giggles in the background.
“Two days!” He corrects Brantley. “Two days, sorry” “and they’ve been really good really good! You forgot to leave that out..” Connor says slowly.
“And they’ve been really bad!” Ohbaby says.
“Really good, really good” Connor affirms himself. “And they’ve been really good together.. and her birthday is coming up- but just keep in mind they’ve been talking for 2 days!” Brantley reminds the chat as he begins his ‘explanation’.
“Stop sayi- ‘keep in mind two days’ just explain!” Connor says.
“Crankama and y/n have been talking on and off for like- 3 years now, and Crankama has always expressed how much he hates her.. but they’re finally in a good point and now he loves her!”
“But- y/n’s birthday.. when is y/n’s birthday..?” Brantley asks Connor.
“Uhh.. the 20th of November” he says. “November 20th which is in like 4 weeks!” Brantley says.
“Uhm.. for her birthday.. keep in mind 2 days! Two da-“ Brantley begins to speak before being cut off by Connor yelling.
“Oh you mother fucker. No!” Connor yells into his mic, disrupting Brantley’s sentence.
“-1,200$ necklace!” Brantley finishes. “No ok.. so basically..’ask her to be your girlfriend’ fuck no!” Connor says reading a chat.
“So basically- so we’ve been on the phone talking for like 2 days and it’s been really, really good. She was talking about how her parents and siblings are out of town for a basketball tournament..ok? And no one is gonna be home over the weekend.. and she made it obvious that she would allow me to come over.. so.. I was like ok”
Connor rants, trying to explain himself while Ohbaby talks over him.
“And I don’t wanna come empty handed obviously so I wanna buy her a Tiffany necklace that she’s been talking about..”
“1,200$” Brantley reminds chat. “-which it’s worth it because I’ve never once in my life bought a girl a gift ever and I’m going to carry that for the rest of my life- oh the first ever gift I bought for a girl? A 1,200$ Tiffany necklace” Connor tells chat.
“And then she dropped me a week later!” Brantley adds. “So yeah..” Connor trails off ignoring Ohbaby.
Brantley and Connor continue arguing until Connor speaks again “I told her straight up ‘I wanna be a side hoe” ..but-“
“She could go lock in with her boyfriend- be cheating on him with me- and that fucker won’t be buying her a Tiffany necklace” Connor says, trying to prove his point.
“Is y/n a cheater?” Brantley asks Connor. “Hell yeah” he says matter of factly.
“I wanna fuck her while she’s wearing a Tiffany necklace from me, basically” Connor says leaning in to speak into the mic.
“I could be staring down at her, mid fuck and say ‘oh yeah I bought that bitch’” Connor says. “And every time she sees that necklace she’s gonna think of me”.
Weeks pass by and the day came. Connor was sat in his car, hands on the wheel as he drove to your place, the Tiffany necklace placed gently in its box, wrapped in pretty paper with a bow.
Once he got to your house he parked in the driveway, plucked the expensive gift from his passenger seat and walked over to your front door.
Knocking on your door, he stood there, feeling the nerves prickle under his skin as he held the gift in his hand.
A few moments later you shuffled to the door and gently opened it, revealing your figure.
a pink Lacey pajama set decorating your body leaving almost nothing to the imagination.
“You came!” You said, wrapping your arms around his neck and enveloping him in a tight hug.
“I did!” He says smiling at your simple reaction.
“Come in!” You say giggling a bit as you step aside to welcome him inside.
“Nice place” he compliments. “Thanks” you reply guiding him to your room.
Said room being decked out in pretty pink decor, lacy detailing, and a multitude of stuffed animals.
“Wow I forgot your room was..like this” he says laughing a little as he observes his surroundings and walks to sit on the edge of the bed. Making a dip into the vanilla and baby pink colored sheets.
“Is that an insult?” You ask teasingly, turning around to sit next to him.
“No, just an observation” he says looking at you, while pulling the gift from behind his back and presenting it to you.
“I got this for you” he says looking down at the gift sitting in his hands.
“Yeah?” You say smiling. “Yeah.” He says, quieter than before.
“Well thank you, Connor” you say, cupping his cheek with one hand and kissing the other, leaving a sheer pink kiss mark.
Slowly, you peel off the paper. Revealing the infamous blue box with ‘Tiffany and co.’ Printed into the middle.
You gasp when you realize what it is.
“Connor you did not” you say quietly. “Happy birthday” he says with a knowing smile.
You lift the top of the small box and reveal a gold necklace, a big heart and a key charm with the words ‘please return to Tiffany and co.’ Across the heart.
You look up at him, lips parted and eyes wide in shock.
Before he can react, you’re lunging at him. Arms wrapped around his neck and practically tackling him as you lock lips with him.
Pulling up from the kiss, you realize you’re straddling him.
“You like it?” He questions you, playing with a strand of your hair on your shoulder before swiping it away behind you, waiting for your answer.
“Yes! Are you kidding? Thank you Connor!” You say excitedly, picking up the box again.
Pulling the necklace gently out of the box and holding it in front of you, “put it on me?” You ask, tilting your head and batting your eyes up at him.
“Turn” he says, taking the necklace from your hands.
Turning around perched on his lap, you take your hair from your shoulders and hold it up so he can clasp the necklace.
After a few moments his hands leave your neck and travel down to your thighs, rubbing up and down.
“What would my boyfriend think if I showed up wearing an expensive necklace that he nor my parents bought me hm?” You say with a small smile, leaning your head back onto his shoulder.
“Hm.. I don’t know baby.. what would he say about this?” He replies before moving his head down and suckling a red mark right onto your neck.
Gasping at the feeling, you pull back. “Connor!” You say shocked before that shock turns into spite.
“I saw the stream” you confess, the atmosphere shifting to something more intense. “Yeah?” He smirks.
“Yeah.. the one where you called me a slut and said you wanted to fuck me while I wear the necklace” you say as you spin around on his lap playing with the fingers of his hand as you continue to speak.
“Brantley said that you hated me.. is that true?” You question.
“I wouldn’t buy a Tiffany necklace for a girl I hate” Connor says as he reaches his hand up to your lips, his hand swiping over them before stopping at your bottom lip.
“Open” he orders, watching as you obey, spreading your lips, sticking his thumb into your mouth and watching you suck, drool pulling at the corners of your mouth. “Such a dirty girl..” he basically whispered under his breath at the sight.
Pulling his thumb out of your mouth after a few moments, he began to manhandle you to bend over both of his legs, one of his arms coming down to restrain you from moving away.
“Your boyfriend do this?” Connor questions before cracking his other hand against your ass, the noise vibrating off of the walls as well as your pained whimper.
“N-no!” You whine out. “No? Who’s better hm? Me or him?” Connor asks while smacking the other cheek.
“You..” you mumble out, “who?” Connor asks again smacking harder once more.
“You!” You blurt out. “Yeah that’s what I fucking thought. I want you to count for me ok?” He says as he begins to smack your ass.
“Seven, eight, nine, t-ten!” You say, tears welling up in your eyes as you count.
“Look at you” he says drawing out his words as he peeks down at your dripping cunt, trailing his hand down to thumb at your clit. The pleasure mixing with the sting feeling addictive.
“Connor!” You whimper out at the sensation.
“You like this huh?” Connor questioned. “Uh-huh!” You say.
Pulling away from your heat to pull your pink panties to the side before sticking two fingers to your entrance and roughly shoving them into you.
Curling his fingers and pumping them in and out as he listens to your nearly incoherent whimpers.
“Gonna’cum!” You nearly scream out before all of your pleasure faded away.
“Why’d you stop!” You whine, a pout forming onto your lips as you sulk.
“Because I wanna fuck you with Tiffany around your neck remember?” He says, maneuvering you onto your back on the bed.
“So pretty f’me” he compliments, eyes raking over your body as he takes it in.
“All for u conn” you say looking up at him once more, big doe eyes staring right at him as he basically eye fucks you.
“What about your boyfriend hm? He doesn’t get you like this baby?” He questions you. “Nuh-uh told him that m’a virgin” you say reaching for his hand to play with it as you admit the detail.
“Ohh, dirty girl” Connor says smiling, letting you play with his hand as his other slides up and down your hip while he leans down to give you a sweet kiss.
“Can I fuck you now, y/n?” He asks, lips hovering over yours.
“Please” you whimper out.
As soon as you gave him the consent his lips drift lower, your jaw, your collar bones and them reaching your boobs that we’re still covered by your sheer top.
Kissing them through the fabric, he rips it away eventually. Hands roaming like crazy.
“So, so, so pretty f’me baby” he whispers along your body, kissing and sucking down, leaving a trail of red marks.
You can feel the full ache growing between your thighs as he continues kissing you, your mind becoming foggy and your cheeks blooming with a red tint.
Kissing back up to your neck and your ear, he whispers “you’re such a fucking slut.. I’m gonna ruin you”. At that, he begins undressing.
Shirt, and jeans gone, leaving him in his boxers. Sitting up for a moment, you stuck your hand out to palm him through the fabric. “Need you inside me please Connor!” You whine, with an unmistakable needy voice.
That set something off beneath his skin, your big eyes staring up at him, the voice you used, he needed you now.
Pulling his cock out of his damp boxers, he braces himself, one hand on your hips as the other drags his head through your syrupy folds.
“Please please please!” You urge him, without warning, he stuffed his length completely inside you.
Gasping at the sight burn, tears brimming your eyes as you look up at him.
“Such a fuckin slut for me” he chastised as he began shallow thrusts, pumping himself into your cunt.
“M’gonna fuck your so good that you’ll forget your name” Connor grits out as he picks up his pace, fucking yup into you.
Your walls pulling him back in as soon as he pulls out, the pleasure growing.
Your back arches when he begins to kiss your neck again, leaning down, nipping and biting as his hands rose to massage your breasts.
The stickiness growing between your thighs as he continues to move in you.
“Who owns this fucking pussy hm? Is it bf/n?” Connor asks.
“Y-you Connor!” You cried out as you began chasing your climax.
“Who baby?” Connor grits out again, “fuck! You Connor! You ah-own my pussy!” You gasp, feeling as if you’re about to tip over the edge.
“Gonna cum?” Connor questions you, feeling you clench around him.
“Uh-huh!” You confirm. “Too bad slut, hold it” he spoke as he suddenly pulls out.
“Connor that’s so unfair” you croak, as you sit up a bit, hands bracing yourself.
“Too fucking bad baby” he laughs, turning you over on your stomach, “ass up slut” he says, the nickname making you clench around air.
Signing as he slides back in, he immediately goes back to the fast pace he set earlier.
Quickly the only noises in the room that you could hear were the loud whimpers coming from you and the soft slap of your skin smacking together.
“Sofuckinggood” you mumble out, the words being shouted due to the fog clouding your brain from the pleasure.
“Yeah? You lie being fucked like a slut hmm?” Connor teases you as he grabs a chunk you your hair, pulling you up to whisper the dirtiest things in your ear.
“Take it” he orders, pushing you on the bed again and forcing you to arch your back further for a better angle.
The thick atmosphere almost getting to be too much as he consistently rocked into you, tears pricking at the corners of your eyes when his hand snakes down your belly and lower as he rubs small circles onto your sensitive clit, the other still holding onto your hair.
“Mmgh Connor- yesyesyes!” You whimper out as you feel the familiar knot again, the pleasure making waves through your body.
“Bet bf/n doesn’t fuck you like this huh? With a Tiffany necklace on? Yeah I know he doesn’t fuck you this good. So nice to know I’m the only one filling you up” he grunts out.
“Please let me cum Connor” you plead, his words sending shock throughout your body, rocking back and forth at his thrusts.
“Come for me bitch” he spits out, smacking your ass with one of his hands as he nears his climax as well.
“I’m coming!” You gasp out as he hits the spot inside of you again before spilling himself inside you with a grunt of your name.
Collapsing onto the bed, your limp body racking with heavy breaths, your chest rising and falling rapidly as Connor lays down beside you, catching his breath as well.
Eventually he pulled you into his chest. “Did so good baby” he whispers as he plays with a few strands of your hair, whispering more sweet nothings into your ear as you drift off into sleep.
Merrit speaks: How did I do guys…?🙏
