Hey!! So, I've seen this serie "Alice in borderland" and I'm obsessed with Chishiya and Niragi (more with Chishiya tho), so if you have any requests, feel free to do them, a really want to write about them.
Summary: you and Peter inhaled a pollen that smelled so good, a pollen that made you need each other to finally feel some relief.
Warning: sex pollen, pure smutty smut, spanking, multiple orgasms, unprotected sex. (let me know if I skipped something)
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You were in the jet with the guys, everyone talking about random things. Nat was talking with Clint about his house, your father with Steve about the mission, Peter with Bruce about some nerd stuff and you were talking with Thor about "him", the guy you liked and only you and Thor knew.
“so you're not gonna tell him yet?” Thor asked.
“i'm not sure, what if he doesn't feel the same for me? I don't wanna mess it up, ya know?” you answered.
“I think you should do it. Midgardian's lives are really short and everything can kill you, you're so fragile creatures, so, you can tell him and live with any answer he gives you, or die without knowing. Maybe he feels it back, maybe not, you never know” he said and gave you that cocky smile he has.
You chuckled and nodded, “you're right, beach boy” you tapped his arm, “I'll try, but I don't promise anything”
“I'm fine with you trying”.
“okay, group” Steve said. “we'll arrive in ten minutes. Remember, we're here for this flower” he spoke and an hologram appear in front of all of you. It was beautiful, purple, long petals, the middle full of yellow pollen, “it will probably be in a capsule, don't take it out, bring it in there”.
“why? What does it do?” Peter asked.
“well...”
“it's called sex flower” your father, Tony, said, “I know it's weird, but we want it so no one can use it for something bad, it's not poisonous, it just will make you feel a carnal desaire of having sex” he explained.
You arrived and went out of the jet, getting inside of the building, everyone on a different floor so you could find it faster.
You were fighting a with a guy, and when you finally knocked him out another one shot you with some weird shit on your neck. You touched it and saw what it was, it was a yellow powder wich smelled like man's cologne. You looked at him with a deadly look and ran tu him, kicking him against that wall and grabbing him by the collar of his t-shirt.
“what the hell was that?” you asked him.
“oh, you gonna love it, I'll lock you up and wait until it makes effect and I will-” you punched him hard on the face, knocking him, since he was staring right at your tits.
“perv” you whispered to yourself massaging your hand since you punched him so hard.
“Y/N!” it was Peter, you approached him “we already found it, we said it through the speaker, didn't hear it?”
You touched your ear, “it must have fall, I don't have it”
“well, it doesn't matter anymore, we gonna go” he said and leaded that walking, you followed him and got next to him. He looked at you and saw the powder on your neck, “you have something” he touched the stain and smelt it, “it smells good, what is it?”
“shit!” you pulled his hand off his nose, “the guy shot me with that, I think it was that flower we were looking for” you said.
“fuck, you sure?” he looked worried.
“well, that man made it clear with the way he talked to me”
“damn it. Should we tell it to the group?”
“I don't know, I'm not sure if I want everyone to know that I need to fuck with someone” you said.
Peter was your best friend, in the Avengers and at the school. Actually, he was him, since a long time, you never told him because you had a really relationship and you trusted in each other, you knew everything about him and he knew everything about you.
“you're right, if it gets too hard to keep the secret, we tell, okay?” he said and you smirked.
“it will get too hard to you” you joked and he gave you his best 'really?' look.
You arrived to the jet and sat in front of each other. You were in silence, looking at each other with a complicit look.
It was five minutes and the heat began. It was between your legs, it made you press your thighs, trying to get some relief. You looked up and you saw Peter with his head against the wall and with his hands hiding his probably hard cock. The sight made you press harder, sending a new wave of heat between your legs. You could feel your wetness soaking your panties.
Peter was sweating trying his best to don't seem too obvious. He looked up and saw you clenching your thighs together, the sight awakening his dick immediately. His hands went straight to it, trying to cover it.
And when the jet moved abruptly cuz of a turbulence, you almost died. The suddenly movement making you feel even hotter, a moan almost scaped from your mouth.
...
In the bare movement you arrived, Peter and you ran out of the jet, going straight to each room. The first think you did when you got into your room was lock it and strip your clothes off, throwing them anywhere and lying on the bed and guide your fingers straight to your clit, caressing softly at the beginning, and going faster and faster. Moans falling from your mouth when you remembered that Peter was probably like you. Touching himself, craving his own relief.
Fuck, you wished you could give him that relief.
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When peter arrived to his room he locked it and took his suit off. He sat with his back against the headboard of the bed, his cock pressed against his boxers. He took them out carefully, he was too sensitive. He wrapped a hand around his length and began to pump slowly.
Thoughts of you filled his mind. You straddling him, his cock buried deep inside of you, his hands on each side of your hips, helping you go up and down.
Fuck.
His hand moved faster, until he was basically fucking his fist, wishing it was your pussy instead.
And he came. Loads falling on his stomach.
Feeling better for a few seconds, but it didn't take too long to his dick to twitch again, making him swift uncomfortably and let hot a moan.
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And you were in the same situation, you've already came, but you needed more.
So you let a finger get inside of you, pumping fast and easy since you were a pool of wetness, but it wasn't enough, so you put another one, your walls tightening around them. Always hitting your puffy sweet spot, with your eyes closed, thinking in how would he feel inside of you. Thrusting hard and right were you needed it.
And you came again. Afraid of touching a sensitive spot, you took your fingers out slowly, trying to catch your breath.
Not even ten seconds later, the heat came back.
It wasn't working. The craving was too strong, the heat was too much. Your walls clenching around nothing, making you thrust up against nothing.
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Peter was sat, a hand back, holding his weight, legs wide open and his hand moving faster than never before. He was biting his bottom lip while it quivered, trying to not to moan too loud.
His head fell back, drunk in pleasure. Eyes closed trying his best to imagine how your moans were.
Shit. They'd be so sweet and loud. You would moan in his ear. You would moan his name and how good he was making you feel. Damn it.
He haven't even cleaned up his cum from his stomach and he was already close to another orgasm.
His dick twitched in his hand a few times before he came. Thick ropes falling on the mattress. Shivers passing through his body with each white rope. His features twisting in a really good pain. He swears he never came this much.
...
The both of you came over and over again, it was already midnight and masturbating wasn't working. It was until Peter couldn't stand it anymore and decided to go to your room. He couldn't take you out of his mind. He wanted you. He needed you.
He needed to touch you and to you to touch him. Be inside of you, pumping in and out over and over again. To make you his and only his.
“Y-Y/N?” he knocked the door and talked hoarsely, “y-you in there?”
You were with your fingers deep inside of you when you heard him, making you squirm with just his voice. You took a long t-shirt and put it on, almost moaning when it caressed your hard nipples. Then you opened the door, trying to act as normal as possible.
But when you saw him using just a pair of boxers your thighs stuck together automatically. “P-Peter, what happened?” you breath out, your eyes stuck on his crotch. “fuck” you whispered.
“Can I pass? I, I need your help” he wasn't looking you at your face, he couldn't, not just because of the shame asking you this was making him feel, but your hard nipples. His mouth was almost watering at the sight of them. He wanted to pinch them, caress them, lick them...
You didn't even have to think the answer, “yes, please” it almost sounded like a beg. You needed him too, as bad as he did. He entered and you locked the door again.
He sat on your bed, shifting uncomfortably for the touch of the fabric on his cock. You sat right next to him, your thighs rubbing, Peter looking at them and biting his lower lip shameless.
“it doesn't work to you either, right?” you asked him. You didn't care how he was looking down on you.
“no” he groaned, “I can't take you out of my head, I need you, I need you so bad” he said, his eyes begging you to say the same.
You didn't say anything, you just move to straddle him and kissed him deeply. His arms didn't hastate to wrap around you to pull you closer, so your hot cunt was against his twitching dick. His hands lowered to your ass, squeezing it and moving you back and forth. Moans scaping from both mouths, being swallowed for the other. Your hands wrapped around his neck, pulling his mouth into yours.
“just promise me something” he said when your kisses went to his neck, sucking and licking it, leaving wet marks.
“what?” you asked separating from him.
“promise that this won't ruin us, that we're going to be exactly like before” his hands keeping you still squeezed to him, “please”.
“I promise Pete- shit, I fucking swear” you whined, “now fuck me, please”
And with that he tapped your thigh, making you understand that you had to get oof his lap so he could get his boxers off. You did so and took you long shirt off too, leaving your whole being naked before your best friend.
He took his underwear out and sat on the middle of the bed, legs open, with his dick leaking pre-cum. You gasped at the sight, he was so big, you weren't even sure if it was going to fit inside of you, but you were willing to die trying.
You sat on his lap again, peter attaching your nipples immediately, sucking on one and squeezing the other. An almost pornographic moan scaped from your mouth at his suddenly action. Hand on his nape grasping his hair, “fuck, Pete!”. He hummed against you, sending shivers through your body, you were too sensitive.
Your free hand went down to his cock, grabbing it and squeezing the head lightly, just enough to take his breath out. You pumped up and down a few times to spread the pre-cum all over his cock. Whines falling from his mouth. “baby, please” he cried out.
You knew what he wanted, and you wanted exactly the same.
You aligned his tip on your dripping entrance, pressing lightly, your juices spreading down till it reached his heavy balls. You sank on him slowly so you could adjust to his size. His hands caressing your back and ass cheeks, trying his best to don't push you down hard.
“damn, baby, you're so tight” he moaned, “feels so good- ah!” he moaned when you let you weight fall on his lap. His dick deep inside of you.
Neither of you wasted a second. You'll worry bout the pain later. His grab your ass hard and helped you to go up and down fast and hard. You felt him hitting your cervix. No man was so deep in you before. Loud moans falling from your mouth while you hopped on him, and raspy ones falling from Peter's while he helped you.
You body going up until only his head was inside and then sinking down again repeatedly. “F-fuck baby, you f-feel s-so good, don't stop!”
His moans were your new favorite melody. A little grin on his face since he was really enjoying this.
His hands gripping your ass hard enough to leave marks, squeezing it like if it was an anti-stress ball. But he couldn't take it any more and he slapped your right cheek, taking a moan out of you, “fuck! Do it again” you moaned out loud. Making his smile get bigger and gasp.
“you liked it, babe?”he said, drunk on you.
“F-fuck yeah, do it again please” you said and he smacked your other cheek, making you moan.
“you're such a dirty girl” he moaned with another slap.
“only for you, Pete” you groaned.
The thrusts got sloppier since the both of you were close. But Peter was much closer than you, he was about to explode. Feeling his balls heavy and needy to let go inside of you.
“baby, I-I'm coming” he breathed out.
“wait- just a Little bit more, please, I'm s-so close” you begged.
“I-I don't think I can hold it back, baby” he warned, “can I cum inside of you?” he asked desperately, it was the only thing he needed to let go. To you to tell him where he could.
“yes Pete, but please try to hold on”. He nodded, but his attempt was unavailing. He came with a loud moan. Thick, white ropes filling you endlessly. The warmth making you even closer to the edge. But even if he was a moaning mess you didn't stop. You needed to came.
He had filled you up so much that it was leaking out, going down to the mattress. The sound took you to your so craved orgasm. Feeling how you drenched him and the bed, moaning as loud as you ever did. Peter gasped at the feeling and he moaned when he saw the mass you both did.
He didn't let you take him out of you. He just took you down to his lap and hugged you,. kissing you deeply, but this time wasn't only the flower speaking.
“you okay?” he asked caressing your face.
“m-hm, and you?”
“yeah”
There was a moment of silence. But not the uncomfortable one, but the contrary.
“Pete, there's something I need to tell you” you said.
“what happened?”
“I have feelings for you... I love you... More than a friend” you said. His eyes glowed at the confession. “I've been feeling this since a long time ago, I didn't say anything because I didn't want to ruin our friendship...”
“Y/N, I'm really, really glad that you're telling me this”, you looked at him confused. “because I love you too and I didn't know how to tell you” he smiled.
“really?” your smile was bigger than ever.
“m-hm” you kissed him Immediately. It was a bad decision, cause both of you felt that heat again. It wasn't as torturous as before, but it was there. “fuck” he swore as he felt his dick twitching inside of you.
“guess we aren't done” you said, your walls clenching around him.
He kissed you and flipped you, getting you on all fours, ready to pound into you as an animal.
“maybe we can go on a date in this week” he groaned kissing and biting your neck, “but now” he pushed inside of you making you moan, “I will fuck you until you can't feel your legs anymore”
Would be so kind as to slut out our resident golden boy Steve Harrington?
Ooh, Steve is soo hot, what about you two drunk, at a party, in the bathroom 🤤. Hope you like it and stay slutty my friend!
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Love at the party | Steve Harrington.
Requests are open.
Who I write for, what I write, masterlists.
Summary: you go to a party and dance with the stupid and hot Harrington to end up in the bathroom with him.
Warnings: public make out, unprotected sex, pet names, light dirty talk.
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“so, party this Friday, hm?” you told Nancy moving your shoulders.
“yeap, are you going?” she said closing her locker.
“maybe, are you?” you said.
“i don't know” she said. “you know I'm not a party person”
“oh, come on, it'll be fun, you'll like it” you told her, trying to convince her. She sighed and looked at your puppy eyes face.
“you know Steve will be there, right?”, she said and you groaned disgusted.
“yeah, I know” you looked at him. He was talking with his stupid friends. “why Is he so arrogant?” you asked in the air, “look at him, with that stupid hair and that stupid smirk, he's stupid”
“i think he's hair is sexy” Nancy said looking with you. You looked at her confused and disgusted.
“you're blind, my friend. You definitely need glasses” you joked. “... But if I don't go to partys because he'll be there, I would never go to anyone”
...
You got to class and sat in your place. Harrington entering before you and sitting right next to you.
“so you like to talk about me, sweetie?” he asked you with that cocky smirk.
“beg you pardon?”you looked at him.
“yeah, Carol saw you and you little friend looking at us and talking”
“you know you're not the only person in the world, right?”
“i know, but you seem to be obsessed with me, sweetie” he smirked at you and you rolled your eyes.
“first, I'm not your sweetie, so stop calling me that; second, I'm not obsessed with you” you hissed, sick of that stupid egocentric face.
“and why were you talking about me, then?”
“you really wanna know?”
“bright me up, sweetie” he made the last word pop up of the sentence.
“fine. It's not cuz I'm obsessed, it's because you make me sick. That stupid face and your hair full of hair products, it's intoxicating how arrogant and a dickhead you are” you spitted out, but the only thing he did was chuckle.
“we could get along really well, ya know?”
“now you seem to be obsessed with me, Harrington”, you smirk this time.
“tss, in your dreams”
“i'm sorry, Harrington, if I would ever dream with you, it would be a nightmare”
“that means you dream with me?” he asked you.
You just roll your eyes and look to the front, where the class started.
...
It was Friday night and you were getting ready for the party. Nancy decided not to go, so you were going alone.
Already at the party you were drinking and dancing with random people, too drunk to care who were they. You suddenly felt a pair of hands grabbing you by the waist from behind. Without even seeing who was it, you danced with him, with you body against his.
“nice movements, sweetie” Steve turned you around to face him, grabbing your waist and pulling you onto his. He was as drunk as you were, you knew it because of his breath.
“let me go, Harrington” you said putting your hands on his chest, but you didn't try to push him away.
“what if I don't let you go?” he asked cockily.
“I'll punch you in that stupid, pretty face you have” you said slapping him lightly with each word. He smirked at the 'pretty'.
“I'll take the risk” he responded.
“I'll punch you twice, then” you said. The closeness was making you feel hot. He was really hot actually. The way he had you, with your hips together, it let you feel the bulge growing in his pants. Yor walls tightened around nothing at the thought of him fucking you hard. With that egocentric smirk on his face.
“fuck you, sweetie” he groaned.
“fuck me, Harrington” you almost moaned that out. And with that he kissed you without even thinking.
The kiss was passional, both tongues swirling with each other's. His hands went down to your ass and squeezed it hard, not caring if someone saw you. Your hands on his nape bringing him even more into you —if that was even possible—. You groaned into his mouth when you felt his cock getting harder.
He broke the kiss and took your hand to guide you upstairs. It was a big house, so everyone were downstairs, only a few person's were on the first floor. He took you into the bathroom and immediately sat you on the counter, getting between your legs, making your skirt go up. He kissed you again, just to break it again to take out your shirt.
You unbuttoned his shirt but didn't take it out, you couldn't wait any longer, so you went down and palm him through his jeans, stealing a moan from him. He placed his hands on your thighs and moved them up until they found you panties, pulling them off you and putting them in his pocket.
He spread your lips apart with one finger, feeling how wet you were, you tightened your grip at the feeling. “fuck, sweetie, you're so wet”
You bit your lip at his words and unzipped his jeans. “that's your fault, Harrington” you groaned lowering his pants enough to take his dick out, “now shut the fuck up and fuck me hard” you moaned giving a few strokes at his big cock.
He kissed you again and lined up with your entrance, pounding hard into you. A loud moan falling from your mouth and your head falling on Steve's shoulder.
“oh, fucking god!” you yelled. He was filling you up so good, stretching you out and touching your cervix with his tip.
“you okay, sweetie?” he asked worried.
“yeah, just- you're so big” you moaned. He put a lock of your hair behind your ear and wait some time to let you adjust to his size.
When he couldn't wait anymore he started moving. Slow and hard. Hitting your cervix with each thrust. Feeling how your walls opened up for him.
His left hand was on the wall to help him to keep stand and the other was on your lower back, keeping you close to him. Your legs were tangled around his waist and your nails buried in his back, scratching him with each lunge. His face buried in the crock of you neck, leaving wet kisses and marks that will remember you all of this tomorrow.
His thrusts got faster and even harder, making you feel him even deeper than how he actually was. You felt like he was going to rip you apart.
“fuck, you're so tight. I could fuck this pretty pussy the rest of my life” he groaned in your ear, making your walls clench around him. “you like when I- fuck- talk dirty to you, sweetie? I d-didn't think you were that kind of girl, hm?”
You let your body fall back against the wall, feeling drunk in ecstasy. “sh-shut up” you only got to form that little sentence.
He pulled out of you, and before you could complain he got you down and flipped your body. Putting your stomach on the counter and letting you with your ass up for him. He thrusted into you once again, keeping that hard and fast rhythm.
You could feel him even deeper like this. “oh, my god! Steve, fuck!” you moaned loud, your legs trembling for the stimulation.
“what's going on, sweetie?” he pressed his chest on your back to talk in your ear.
“I f-feel you so deep” yo whined, “I don't think I'll last much longer- oh, my god!”
His cock twitched inside of you at your words. Having you like this, a moaning mess for him. The girl he wanted for so long, the one he's had wet dreams about. He wouldn't last too much longer neither.
His thrusts got sloppier, and his groans got louder, “just a little bit more, sweetie”
“Steve, please, I'm so close” you cried out.
“me too, come with me” he groaned, pushing you to the edge and making you cum hard around his cock.
The feeling of your walls tightening around him send him to his orgasm, spilling all his cum inside your cunt.
“oh, fuck” he breathed out. “that was my best fuck ever” Steve said pulling out from you, letting you turn around to face him. Your legs weak for your orgasm.
“me too” you sighed, he looked at you with his cocky grin, “don't get to happy, I've only fucked with two guys in my life, you don't have so much opponents” you two chuckled.
“you feeling well?” he said.
“i am. Are you?” you asked back.
“m-hm” he hummed. He put a lock of hair behind your ear and looked you deep in your eyes, you responded the look.
...
You woke up that morning in your bed, feeling dizzy coz of the alcohol of that night. You stood up ad went to the bathroom to pee and brush your teeth, but when you looked yourself on the mirror, the first thing you saw were the hickeys in your neck.
And all what happened came to your mind again.
You fucked with Steve Harrington. You swore you hated him, and then you fucked him.
“shit” you whispered and got ready for school, knowing that you lost your two first classes and praying that none notice you and him going to the bathroom together.
And then your phone rang. You went to respond, it was Nancy.
“hey, what happened?” you asked her.
«Y/N, everyone is talking about that you and Steve got into a bathroom together last night»
Oh holy shit.
«and that they heard moans coming out from there» she laughed, «didn't you hate him?» she mocked.
It already was midnight and Eddie and the kids were still playing D&D in the living room of Eddie's van. You were in his room, waiting for them to finish their game. The problem was that you weren't just bored, you were horny. You were waiting for Eddie to fuck the rest of the night. You loved having sex with him. And today were already three days that you haven't had sex.
You had put on a new black lingerie set, but Eddie didn't seemed to be finishing anytime soon, so you put on one of his shirts, they were long enough to cover your body to you knees and then you headed out of the room.
“kids, it's time to go home, it's too late” you said grabbing Eddie's shoulders from behind.
“just thirty more minutes and we're done babe” Eddie said.
“Eddie, you said that an hour before” you complained.
“just a little more Y/N, come on” Dustin said, and they kept playing.
Yo sighed and got closer to Eddie's ear to whisper something to him. While you talk his smirk was getting bigger and bigger. “hm? Would you like that?” you groaned smoothly.
He looked at you and talk “ guys, it's time to go home, it's too late”. Everyone was complaining but Eddie could made them leave after 5 minutes.
He went to your room and found you in that beautiful panties and bra. “fuck, baby, you look so beautiful” he groaned going to the bed and grabbing you by your waist to kiss you roughly.
You sat him on the bed and straddled him. His hands went down to squeeze your ass and press you closer to him. You could feel his hard cock, you loved how big he was, how he stretched you open so good. You loved the feeling of being filled by him.
You took his shirt and pulled it off, caressing his abdomen. “eddie come on” you moaned.
“What do you want?” he talked between kisses.
“I want you to fuck me, please” you whined. “not preliminary games, not eating mi out, just fucking, please. I need you inside me” you moaned while he caressed your waist to your ass.
“if you ask so nicely” he he took you off his lap so he could get naked. You were going to do the same when he stopped you. “keep it on, I love how it looks on you” and so you did.
He took out and his hard dick popped out hitting his lower stomach. Your mouth watered at the sight. He spread your legs apart and get in between.
He kissed you again, rubbing his cock against your clothed cunt. “fuck Eddie, please” you moaned again.
He chuckled at your begging and moved the fabric with his fingers. Feeling how soaked in your juices it was. He spread your folds apart and aligned his dick with your entrance.
He pounded into you, making you moan loudly. “oh, fucking god” he moaned out. He stayed still not only for you, but for him. He felt like he was going to cum right there. Watching you using that pretty black set, hearing how you whispered in his ear that your pussy was soaking it for his cock. It left him horny as hell.
He started moving his hips hard, hitting your g-spot every time. Your moans were loud, your nails digging in the skin of his back, your name slipping out of your mouth repeatedly. All that together plus the fact that you haven't fucked for three days were getting him close faster than what he wanted.
So in a desperate attempt to last longer he got out of you and turn you around, leaving you on all fours and thrusted into you again. Moaning in your ear. Your arms gave up and your face fell onto the pillow, leaving your ass up for him. This wasn't Eddie's best idea, having you like this, ass up for him was to much for him, he couldn't last longer.
“baby, I'm about to come” he whined in your ear. His grip on your hips was so hard that it would leave a bruise.
“not yet Eddie, I'm close” you pleaded.
“i can't baby, I can't hold it ba- oh, fuck!” he moaned spilling his seed inside of you.
“don't stop now, Eddie” you moaned. So he tried to keep going, but he couldn't go as hard as before. “sit down” you said and so he did. You didn't waste a second and sat on his lap, sinking his dick inside of you again.
“oh my god! O-oh fuck!” he felt so overstimulated, he felt his dick twitching inside of you. You were hopping fast, hitting your g-spot. Eddie looked down and saw his seed dripping from your entrance, making a sloppy noise. That look sent a shiver through his body. Tears building up.
His hand went down to your clit, moving his fingers fast to make you cum sooner. Whines and groans falling from his mouth.
“fuck!” You moaned out. Your walls tightened around his dick making his grip in your waist get harder.
“baby, please” Eddie cried, tears running down his cheeks. He felt sore, it hurt so good. “O-oh f-fuck” he complained, he was feeling like he was coming again.
You were in the brink of your orgasm, you needed something else to finally come, that last drop. And when Eddie came again moaning and crying you lost it. The feeling of his seed fulfilling you was perfect. And it made you come undone.
The both of you lied down on the bed, he put his head on your chest and you hugged him.
“you ok?” you asked softly, caressing his hair.
“yeah. Are you?” he said caressing your hips, where were red marks.
“yeah” he took the sheets and covered you two so you could finally sleep.
Warnings: overstimulation, praising, oral sex, p in v sex, unprotected sex, fingering
A/N: okay, this will go straight to the action, I'm sorry I didn't post the sixth day yesterday, but I really couldn't.
Theo was on top of you, he was kissing your neck and his fingers were deep inside you. Curving to touch the perfect spots and stretching you open perfectly. Your nails sunk in his back. You could feel your orgasm already building.
“fuck, don't stop, I'm so close” you whined. He smiled cockily and moved his fingers faster to take that orgasm out of you.
“come on, baby, be a good girl and come for me” he whispered hoarsely. With a loud moan you came all around his fingers. “good girl”, those words sent shivers through your spine. He took his fingers out of you, so you though it was done, but no, he pressed his fingers softly on your clit and move them in circles.
“theo, fuck-” You moaned. You were sensitive from your last orgasm. The feeling was overwhelming, but you liked it.
“come on, I know you can have another” he said, repositioning himself between your legs and going down until he was facing your pussy.
He gave a long lick to your cunt, to take all your juices. He want to your clit and started to suck. Your hand went straight to grab his hair, pulling lightly from it. “you like it?” he said, separating enough to talk, but you still could feel the vibrations.
“yeah” you moaned.
“be a good girl and come a second time for me, okay? He said and retook his job of making out with your pussy.
He was hard-rock under his pants. But he wanted to make you cum more than once before fucking the shit out of you. He wanted to see your legs shake. He wanted to hear your moans louder than usual.
“baby, I'm going to cum” you moan-yelled. Your legs shaking hard. You felt his smile while he went faster and harder. You came all over his face and he licked the every last drop of it.
“good girl” he went to your lips and kissed you. He settled between your legs again and unzipped his pants, taking them off along with his boxers. “let's go with the last one, okay?”
“I don't think I can take another” you whimpered.
“I know you can, you've been doing it so good” he praised, “just one more baby”. He thrust into you slowly, he didn't want to hurt you.
He moved harder and faster. Making you feel in heaven. Your legs shook uncontrollably. You were sensitive and the feeling of him getting in and out of you was overwhelming. “baby, please” you moaned. You felt close again.
“you're doing it so good, baby” he groaned. His dick was twitching inside of you. He was as close as you were.
“baby, can I come? Please” you asked desperately.
“yeah, baby, come with me”. Some more thrusts and you came. Moaning loud and sinking your nails in his back. He came inside of you. “good girl, you did it so good”
“hi, Bucks” You greeted Bucky when you got in the laboratory.
Since you helped Steve with his liberation, Bucky and you have became good friends. You helped him to get free of Hydra mental control, helped him with his demons. You even made a new arm for him, one that wasn't a daily reminder of the ones who tortured him so many years.
“hi kid” he responded looking at you. “what you doing?”
“experiments, ya know” you said, “when are you going to stop calling me "kid"?” you asked. He did it since a long time now. It didn't really bother you, but you weren't a kid. “i'm 25. I'm not a kid”
“you're still a kid for me” he chuckled.
“well, but, it's not my fault that you're like a 100 years old” you left the thing you were working at aside and looked at him. “everybody is a kid for you. You and Steve are the avengers' grandfathers” you joked.
“grandfather? Really?” he raised an eyebrow. “is that the best you have”
“well, I don't have to much imagination now, but give me time and I'll have something better”
The truth was that bucky didn't call you like that because he thought you were a kid but he wanted to convince himself that you were a kid. That he cold never be with you like he wished so.
You liked bucky. He was kind, and sensitive, and such a gentleman, and so freaking sexi. You've seen him shirtless, and oh my god, that was a nice view. Nonetheless, you never said anything. You didn't want to ruin your friendship with your stupid feelings. He saw you like a kid. Why would he ever date a kid?
“I know you like doing experiments and all that shit, but is late, so go to sleep, okay?” he said taking your hands to pull them far from the desk.
“oh, come on” you complained. “it's not that late”
“yes it is” he said again. “don't make me get mad”
“wha- I'm not a child, I don't heed you to tell me to go to sleep”
“well, you act like one, you always go to sleep to late and then wake up late too. We have training tomorrow, so go to sleep” he raised the tone of his voice.
“but it's not that late!”
“now”. You rolled your eyes. He turned back to go to his room when he heard you
“yes daddy, I'll go to sleep” it was a mocking tone. But that drop made the glass of water overflow.
“what did you said?”, you heard him ask. But when you wanted to turn around and respond you felt his hands on your waist. Grabbing you and sitting you on the desk. His face was very close to yours. And his hips were resting on yours.
“I said yes daddy” you repeated with a smirk on your face. He cut you off with a passionate kiss. You tangled your fingers in his hair and your legs around his waist, pulling him to you even more. His hands went straight to your ass. Squeezing it and caressing from it to your thigh.
“I've waited this for too long” you purred on his lips.
That was like a green light for him. He helped you to take your shirt and bra off and took his own shirt. His metal hand went to your back to hold you, and the other went to your boob to ply with your nipple. Your moans falling from your mouth, but you could still keep the lowly.
He kissed your neck, leaving marks all over it. “what'a my name?” he asked in your ear.
“daddy” you moaned. Your hand moved alone to the bulge in his pants. Squeezing it lightly to make him feel good. “daddy please” you whined.
“such a dirty girl, huh?” he mocked. He helped you to take off your pants and threw them aside. He kissed you roughly while you moved his trousers down enough to take his cock in your hand. He was thick and big, and the precum was already getting out of the tip. He separated your lips apart with his fingers, “so wet for daddy, such a naughty girl”
“only for you daddy” you purred desperately. He aligned his dick with your entrance and pushed slowly to not hurt you, “fuck! You're so big!” you cried. But not pain but pleasure.
His moves were slow and soft at first, but when your hips started to move, his rhythm got faster and harder.
You felt like in heaven. His dick touching all the perfect spots. His mouth all over your neck and tits. One hand on your back and the other on your free boob. When you realized, the both of you were moving perfectly with the other. The slapping noise overflowed the room.
His metal hand went to your clit and started rubbing, your moans got louder. It felt so damn good. You weren't sure of how much time you could take it.
“daddy, I'm close!” you moaned loudly. “please don't stop!”. His movements got faster. You felt his dick twitch inside of you. He was also close. “FUCK! can I come?! Please!” you whimpered.
“come for me, my girl”.
Your lags shook uncontrollably. Your moans even louder than before. You felt his hot cum spread inside of your pussy. filling you up.
“SCOTT!” Stiles shouted through the hallway, making his friend stop. “SCOTT, SCOTT, SCOTT” he ran to him.
“what's happening?” he asked worried. “are you okay?”
“no, I need your help. This is an emergency” he grabbed him by the shoulders.
“please don't tell me that there's another creature trying to kill us”
“no, this is worst” he spoke, “come with me” he took him to the dressers and sat him down.
“Stiles, what the hell's happening?” he asked worried and desperate.
“Y/N invited me to her house. Tonight. TO SLEEP” he said nervously, he was walking from here to there. He couldn't stay still.
“what? That was the emergency?” Scott said disconcerted. “you're dating, right? I don't see the problem”
“Scott, I'm going to be with her. In her room. ALONE” he remarked. “I've never had a girlfriend before. I'm nervous. I feel like my head is going to explode or something”
“hey, calm down, okay?” he stood up and grabbed his shoulders, “just, be calm. And if something happens just let it happen”
“okay...” he agreed, “I can't believe I'm going to spend the night with a girl”
“me neither, but here we are”, both of them laughed. But Stiles could still feel the nervousness.
...
“so, You sure of what you're doing?” Lydia asked you. “like, I'm no saying that Stiles is a bad choice, but are you sure?”
“yeah. I mean, his really nice with me, and super cute and... I don't know, I feel safe with him” you responded.
“and that's what it really cares. If you feel comfortable, then we support you” Allison said, “right Lydia?”
“obviously, but use a condom anyway, I love you but I don't want a little you”. Allison and you chuckled.
...
It was late night and Stiles was supposed to be arriving to your home. You were nervous, you liked Stiles, both ways, romantically and sexually. He was really hot.
He arrived and you opened the door. You talked a while until he said that he's brought the star wars' movies, and asked you if you wanted to watch them. You said yes and both of you got upstairs to your room.
Some minutes of the movie passed and you wanted more than watch a movie. He was concentrated in the movie when you decided to kiss his neck. You heard a heavy breath from him. You moved to sit on his lap and kissed him on the lips.
“stiles” you purred.
“yeah, baby?” he breathed out.
“touch me” you pleaded, “I need you”
“I- I don't know how” he said. He didn't want to hurt you or something.
“I'll guide you”. He nodded his head and with your permission he introduced his hand under your pajama pants and panties. You accommodate his fingers on your clit, “there, start with soft circle movements, okay? Press lightly”
He did exactly what you said. Maybe alternating the kind of movements but always at the same rhythm.
“go faster” you moaned and he did as you told him. Moans falling from your mouth. You could hear his heavy breathing and how he muttered little swear under his breath. You could feel his cock growing harder and harder under his pajama pants. “can I?” you asked bringing your hand closer to his bulge.
“yes please” he groaned. You moved his clothes to pull out his member. Fuck, he was big. Your mouth watered at the sight. “is something wrong?” he asked, stopping the movements.
“oh no, there's definitely nothing wrong” you said and kissed him. You grabbed his dick and started pumping up and down fast. “please move your fingers, Stiles”. The way you moaned his name made his cock twitch in your hand.
The precum was dripping from his tip. He was enjoying this so much. He has never been touch like this from someone who wasn't himself. But he loved the feeling of your hand on him. He loved touching you like this and make you moan his name. Hear you heavy breathing. All because of him.
Stiles' legs started to quake. He was close. “fuck, baby, keep going like that and I'm going to come” he moaned on your lips.
“just come Stiles, I'm close too” you responded. He grabbed your nape and kissed you roughly. His fingers moved faster and so your hand.
You came moaning in his mouth, and that made Stiles come too. All his cum over the pants of both. But you didn't care at all.
“sorry, I made a mess” he said looking down.
“don't be, I think I like this type of messes” you smirked.
Word count: 505 (I didn't want it to be this short 🥲)
Warnings: begging, fingering.
“hi baby” You kissed Steve.
“hi, how are you?” he asked hugging you.
“fine, I have the birthday of a friend, so I'm a little excited, you know” you smiled.
“what time is the party at?” he asked you.
“it starts at ten o'clock”
“maybe I can take you there and then take you home, wanna?” he offered.
“yeah, sure, why not?”. He was really nice. He was always a gentleman with you. Even when you were just friends. That's one of the things that made you fall in love with him.
...
It was half past nine and Steve arrived. He knocked the door and you went down the stairs, you opened the door and kissed him quickly.
“close the door, I'm not ready yet” you said running upstairs again.
“you look really... Really nice on that dress” he said when he got into your room, grabbing your waist and pulling you to his body. With that hungry look on your body. You knew that look.
“oh no, we're late Steve. You'll have to wait” you said. He pouted like a kid and you chuckled. “Steve” you tried to look serious, but you weren't doing it really well.
He just kissed you deeply, his tongue sink in your mouth. He pushed you to the bed and got in top of you. Hands lifting your dress and squeezing your thighs lightly. Your hands went to his nape, tangling your fingers in his hair.
His hand got higher and higher, until it was right on your cunt , but he didn't made any pressure, he just caressed softly, and it was making go insane.
“Steve” you moaned with need.
“what? You still want me to stop?” he asked naughtily, moving his hand away.
“no, please keep going, I wanna come before I go” you pleaded.
“oh, you want it? Cause I don't think you really want it”
“please, I wanna come, I'm fucking bagging you”
He didn't waste a minute. He raised your skirt even more and knelt between your legs. You sat straight and helped him to take your panties off. His mouth sunk on your clit, sucking softly. His hands on your thighs, squeezing them.
“go faster baby, please” you begged. Your hand in his hair, stroking it and pulling of it softly.
His tongue went faster and and one of his fingers sunk deep inside you. Moving fast and hard in and out of you. Your legs started to shake uncontrollably.
“OH, MY FUCKING GOD” you screamed drown in pleasure.
“you wanna cum, baby?” he asked cockily, with a smirk.
“yes, I wanna cum” you whimpered.
“then beg” he's hoarse voice made you crazy.
“please, baby, please” you did as he said, “made me cum, baby”
“as you're pleading like that”. His fingers went even faster. You felt in the brink of orgasm. At nothing of coming hard. “c'mon, give it to me”
And with that you came all over his fingers. Shaking frenetically.
“bye mom, have a nice day” you said taking your bag to get out of the car.
“good bye sweetie, have a nice day too” she kissed your forehead and you got out of the car, so she could go to her job.
You were walking when you heard a car with really loud music approaching. You looked at its direction and see a ginger little girl getting out of the car and a man going behind her to shout at her.
I passed next to them and could see the glistening in her eyes. That guy was definitely an asshole.
...
The day passed and you were ready to go home. But when you got out there was that guy again. You couldn't lay, he was hot. Those pretty eyes, his toned body, his hair. He was such a hottie.
Billy saw you getting out of the school and immediately recognize you from earlier. You were hot. He wanted you. And well, he's good at getting what he wanted from girls.
“how is this possible?” he asked to the air when you walked next to him. “you're not being fair, sweetie” he said, this time to you.
“what you talking abou?” you asked sharply, you didn't want to be near of people like him. You had a bad feeling about this boy.
“you didn't let any beauty left for the other girls in this world” he walked slowly at you with a smirk on his face.
“oh, really?” you asked sarcastically.
“oh, really” he looked at your lips and then back to your eyes.
“how many girls did you say that to, Romeo?”
“no one but you”. You decided to play a little with him. You smiled and bit your lip. “you know, tonight there's a party. It's from one of your school, you probably knew already”
“oh, yeah. I know” you approached him slowly and held his face softly. Your face the closest it could be from his without kissing him. He tried to kiss you but you moved back. “i'm sorry, I don't get in relationships with people that mistreats there little siblings, ya know”
“she's not my sister” he took you roughly from your low back and pulled you to him. He wanted you, and he was going to have you, no matter what. “and who's talked about a relationship?”
You wanted to try this. Try him. He was really hot and you could tell that he wasn't the "soft guy" kind. You. “see you tonight...” you whispered in his ear, “... Romeo” you kissed him under the ear, sending shivers throughout his body, and left.
...
That night you dressed up showing as much skin as you could without looking inappropriate. There you found many of your friends, and in the back of the house was billy, drinking and celebrating with the other boys. The best thing was that he was shirtless. That look made you feel the heat between your legs.
“I should've known that you were that kind of guy” you told him when he walked to you.
“what kind of guy?”
“the kind that comes to a party shirtless”, he smirked.
“I can put on a shirt if you don't like the view” he said pointing to his torso.
That attitude he had. The confidence in himself. The smirk on his face. The "I'm sexi and I know it" shit. You couldn't resist.
“nah, I like it, Romeo” and grabbing him by the nape you kissed him. His hands went to your waist immediately. Pressing you to his body.
You drank and danced all the night together, stealing kisses from each other. When the party got bored you spoke.
“hey, Romeo” you call him. “would you like to come to my house. My parents ain't home”
“that's a naughty proposal, sweetie” he played as offended. “at list invite me an ice cream first”
You chuckled, and whispered in his ear. “I can't buy you an ice cream, but I can lick you instead. If you want, of course” you saw his face. His look darkened. “I'll be in the car, you have fifteen minutes”.
You didn't have to wait even 30 seconds.
...
Already in your home, you got in and in the bare moment you closed the door he pushed you to the wall and kissed you deeply. His tongue in your mouth taking all the control. His knee between your legs pressing softly. And his delicious cologne.
He lift you up and you tangled your legs on his waist. “I think I promised you something, right?” you moaned between kisses.
“I guess you did”, he kissed and licked your neck. Wet kisses all over it, and sucks that will definitely leave hickeys.
“take us to the sofa and seat then” you moaned.
He did so and sat with you on his lap. You undid his belt and unzipped his jeans, standing up to take them off. You knelt before him and pull his underwear down and oh, my fucking god. He was big, and that made you want him even more in your mouth.
“what you waiting for, sweetie?”, he took your hair in pony tail.looking at him innocently and licked from the base to his tip. You took just the head in your mouth and played with it with your tongue. Swirling it all over it.
He couldn't stand it anymore and pushed your head down. You gagged. It was touching the back of your throat. He didn't give you time to get used to him that he started bobbing your head up and down.
The tears falling from your eyes, but not from pain but pleasure. You loved this. Feeling how he twitch. The taste of the precum on your tongue. The groans coming out of his throat.
“god, baby, you're doing it so good” he moaned hoarsely. “that pretty mouth of yours taking me so good” he threw his head back. He moved your head faster. His legs started to shake. “fuck, moan if you want me to come in your mouth darling”
And you moaned. He held your head down and came deep in your throat, making you swallow everything.
This was not going to be an easy day. You had that stupid history exam and you hated history, and also the teacher, she was insufferable and so strict.
You weren't good at remember dates, and boring stuff, so history was always a real dare for you, and you decided that this year was going to be different from the others... You weren't taking the subject to the holidays. So you took you notes, and decided that you were going to study all the day.
...
It was lunchtime and you couldn't even eat because of the nervousness. Your were reading again and again your history notes, trying to remember Avery single fucking date, and every stupid name.
“hi babe! How you doing?” Your boyfriend came from behind and kissed you on the cheek. He sat next to you and looked to the pages on the table, “what is that?”.
“history exam, today” you said, still concentrated.
“whit Mr. Philips?” He said with a disgusted tone.
“sadly, yes” you responded. He made a disgusted noise and saw the multiple papers.
“Then... Good luck, my love“ he said and stood up to let you study in peace, he knew how difficult Mr. Philips' exams were. He kissed your head and walk away, to return instantly, “before I left, would you like to come home tonight, my uncle won't be in home”
“yeah, sure, why not?” You said and he left to have lunch.
...
Eddie wasn't sure if you actually listened to what he said to you, about going to his trailer after school since you were in another world, so he didn't expected you to go. He didn't blame you, and he wasn't mad at you or anything. But when he saw you getting out from the school and walk to hies way, his heart melt. And some people would say that it wasn't that much, but the fact that you paid attention to him even when your head was into something else really made his heart melt.
“hi, baby” you kissed him in the lips. “is everything okay?”.
“yeah... Let's go”. And with that you got into his van.
...
Already in the trailer you were just cuddling. With you sat on his lap and caressing his face as he caressed your back.
“how was your day?” You asked him.
“boring without you” he chuckled.
“sorry” you chuckled back. “at least you were with the kids”
“yeah, but I can't do this with the kids...” and he kissed you deeply. Your breath got heavy and felt your body get hotter.
He pressed you closer tu him, letting you feel how he was getting hard already. Your hips moved slowly, making him groan lowly. His hands moved to your ass and squeezed it, taking a moan out of you.
He smiled at it, he knew you liked it. You started to move faster, placing your hands on his shoulders to do it easier. He loved to see your face while feeling pleasure. How your features twist with pleasure.
“you like doing this?” he said with a naughty smile, “dry humping my dick?” he spanked you, taking a loud moan from you.
“i love it” you whimpered. He helped you to go faster and you throw your head back. He took advantage of it to kissed your neck and suck on it, leaving what he called "love marks".
He took the hem of your t-shirt and pulled it off, he unclipped your bra and took one of your boobs in his mouth.
Your moves fast and constant, his mouth and hands all over you, making you feel in pure ecstasy.
He flipped you on your back and got over you, right between your legs. He took his t-shirt off and also his pants, then yours. But he left your and his underwear on.
He kissed a trail from your clothed clit to your neck, leaving you anxious for friction. “eddie, please” you pleaded.
“please what, princes?” he asked while kissing the valley between your breasts.
"please, keep going”. He knew what you were talking about. So he positioned himself and started rubbing into you ones again.
You hugged him to keep you in the real world and tangled your legs around his waist.
The feeling of his hard cock rubbing your sensitive clit felt so good. The sound of his heavy breath and deep groans on your ear. His right hand on your thigh and the other holding his body in place. The kisses he left occasionally on your neck or on your lips. It was feeling so good.
“baby, I'm close” you moaned.
“I'm close too" he responded, “come for me” he whispered in your ear. And with that you came.
Your loud moans took him to the edge, and you could feel the warmth of that stain of cum in his boxers.
“you're such a dirty shit” you laughed and and he did it too.
So, I'm pretty sure you know how does this works, but I will explain it just in case. It's basically one shot per day, and each one has a different obligatory theme.
Kinktober masterlist
Requests (you can request even on october!)
Select a kink (maximum of two) and send me an ask with your chosen character! I will try to write a reader insert drabble/fic for each day of October, maybe even more ;)
You can also select maximum two prompts from this list.
Kinks
shower sex
period sex
cunnilingus
caught masturbating
somnophilia
morning sex
Daddy kink
fingering
Mommy kink
begging
overstimulation
praising
squirting
safe wording
aftercare
voyeurism
spanking
face sitting
food play
kitchen sex
car sex
thigh riding
toys
uniform kink
hair pulling
phone sex
dirty talk
pool/sea sex
double vaginal penetration
threesome
milf
love making
floor sex
sex pollen
anonymous sex
public sex
brat taming
gangbang
aftercare
biting/marking
degradation
lingerie
Free Choice (send me a kink not listed & character, click here to see what I write and don't write for)
So, I'm pretty sure you know how does that works, but I will explain it just in case, it's basically one shot per day, and each one has a different obligatory theme.
This are going to be my days:
Dry humping. —> Eddie Munson.
Face fucking. —> Billy Hargrove.
Begging. —> Steve Harrington.
Masturbation. —> Stiles Stilinski.
Daddy kink. —> Bucky Barnes.
Overstimulation. —> Theo Raeken.
Praising. (Mixed with the day 6)
Sound kink.
Mirror sex.
Fingering.
Face sitting.
Lingerie kink.
Deep throating.
Sex pollen.
Food play.
Car sex.
Toys.
Uniform kink.
Morning sex.
Phone sex.
Unprotected sex.
Clothed sex.
Sensation play.
Dirty talk.
Finger fucking.
Thigh riding.
Sensory deprivation.
Semi-public sex.
Hair pulling.
Accidental stimulation.
Pool/sea sex.
I will choose the characters of each shot as I write them.
Who I write for, what I write, taglists, masterlists.
◇TEEN WOLF MASTERLIST◇
Summary: you and Lydia were walking in the preserve and you found a weird, beautiful flower, but after smelling it, the only thing you both want is make the other one feel good.
"Where did you said we're going again?" You asked Lydia. You were walking in the preserve like for one hour and my legs were hurting. "I'm exhausted!" You complained like a child.
"We're not going anywhere" she explained walking in front of me, "we're searching"
"Searching what?"
"The Nemeton" she said. She have seen the Nemeton before, but you never did. Not in real life, just her drawings.
"Lydia, I already told you, I never saw it, I don't know how it is like" you said. "I just wanna go home!"
"Oh, God! Stop it!" She barked tired of my complaints. "We are supernatural creatures, we are suppose to find that damn tree"
She was right. You were supposed to found it. She was a banshee and she already found it ones before. And maybe you'd never found it, but you were a werewolf. You started walking again, thirty minutes passed and she stopped.
"Your eyes"
"My eyes" you repeated confused.
"Yes. You werewolf eyes. The Nemeton is a supernatural tree, and it's supposed to being found it for supernatural creatures. We're looking for it with human eyes, if you use your shining golden eyes, we're gonna find it faster" she explained. Sometimes you forgot that she was Lydia and she was super intelligent.
"You could think in that an hour before" you complained again and she gave you a 'really' face. You made you eyes glow and you could see something, but you didn't know what. "Follow me" you said serious and ran to the thing.
When you got over there, it was a total disappointment. "Oh, fantastic" she said sarcastically.
"Flowers?! Oh, c'mon! I swear I saw something, I-" you were frustrated, "I wanted to help, I tried to help! And what did I find?! Flowers! Just this freaking flowers!" You shouted kicking them.
"It is not your fault, okay?" She said trying to calm you down. A weird white pollen come out of the purple flowers, "What's that?" She asked confused.
"What's what?" You looked down and saw the pollen flying straight to your nose. Lydia and you started coughing. "What the hell is this?" You coughed.
"I don't know, we should leave"
"Yes, we should" you took her hand and started running far away from the flowers, "run!" You didn't know what was that, it could be dangerous. When you were safe you let her arm free, "are you okay?"
"Yeah, but that pollen got stick on my dress" she said shaking it. You saw her, directly at her ass while you got the air back. Your eyes went down through her legs, you couldn't help but imagine those pretty thighs of hers on each side of your face while you... no! She is your friend, you cannot think about her like that. You're not that kind of lesbian friend.
You shook your head trying those thoughts. But you could could feel the heat and the wetness growing in your pants, "we should go and call Deaton to ask him if he know what are those flowers" you said.
"Yeah... yeah we should" sbe said with shaky voice.
You were walking to your car. You were going ahead, trying to don't catch her cent. You always thought she was beautiful and hot but never this much. The wetness between your legs started to feel uncomfortable and you were wondering if she was like you.
You got to the car an sat on the driver's sit. Lydia sat on the co-driver's one, with her legs crossed. You turn the car on and started driving to your home, it was getting late so maybe Lydia would stay at your house to sleep, and you weren't sure if it was a good or a bad idea.
Being only the two of you in there you could help catching her cent. You could smell her wetness, her heat. You could hear her heavy breathin. You knew she was fighting with herself to not move or make some friction on her core.
"Call Deaton, maybe he knows something about that" you said and she nodded.
"Sure" she dialed the number on her phone and put it on speaker. "Deaton?"
"What's going on?" You heard from the other side of the line. "Did you found the Nemeton?"
"No we-" she stifle a moan when we hit a bump, your legs were spread apart so you didn't feel it as hard as her, "we found flowers, purple flowers"
"Yeah, they had a kind of white pollen" I finished.
"You didn't inhaled it, right?" He asked serious.
You looked at Lydia, she was in her own world, "no, why?"
"Those flowers are a defense of the Nemeton, they are so rare to find, you were really unlucky. Well, if you didn't inhaled it you're not so unlucky"
"Why? What happen if you smell it?" She asked with her eyes closed.
"Their name are 'Sex Flowers' or 'S.F.', they increase your heat and your urge tu have sex with the nearest person" he explained.
"Okay, bye" you said and Lydia hung up.
Deaton was absolutely right. Those damn flowers make you feel really horny, and you could tell that Lydia was exactly like you.
"You want me to take you to your home or you wanna stay in mine?" You asked trying to sound normal, but with each word you had tu fought your own self to not moan. Abd you also were dying for some friction.
"Yours" she didn't even think it, "I don't have the keys of mine, and my mom is not at home right now"
You knew that was a lie, but you also knew that she wanted go to your home.
"Fine".
(...)
When you arrived to your house, you parked the car and went out. You walked with difficulty towards the house, but you stopped and turned around when you noticed that Lydia wasn't going with you. She was resting her back on the car.
"Are you coming?" You asked her
"What?" She asked back disconcerted.
"If you're coming into the house with me" you repeated.
In the only thing Lydia could think was in the wetness between her legs. She felt like if she made a sudden move she could cum right there. She was wandering if it was a good idea stay at your home.
"Y-yeah" she walked towards you and you both got inside the house.
You went upstairs to your room and in the bare moment you walked in you stamped her against the wall. "Deaton was right. I could smell your heat since we got into the car. Tell me, darling, do you wanna feel some relief?"
You got closer to her and put your knee between her legs, pressing her pussy. She let out a loud moan. You chuckled, you could feel her wetness on your leg even through your jeans, but it could be because her panties were all wet. You were a little taller than her, so you took her neck gently and kissed her wildly, the both of you swallowing each other's moans up.
You grabbed her hips with your other hand and started moving them, so she was riding your thigh. Her hands placed on your nape, deepening the kiss and grinding her hips faster. You press harder so she had more friction.
She broke the kiss to moan and groan louder, "your- ah! Your mom's not here, right?" She moan.
"No. Lemme hear those sexi moans of yours" you groaned and kissed her neck. Sucking on it to leave marks. Her hands were on your hair and nape and his eyes rolled back.
"God! This feels so good! Don't stop it, please!" She moaned. Her moans were your new favorite song.
"Oh, really?" You said hoarsely. Your hands made their way to her tits and you groaned in her ear when you felt she was braless, "no bra?"
"I don't need it with this dress" she responded.
"Definitely my new favorite dress" you grabbed the dress with your both hands, "it would be a shame if some one just..." you tore the dress apart and threw it away.
You pulled her closer to you even more so her bare breasts pressed your clothed ones. Her hips still grinding, and when you pulled your leg apart she cried in complain. "Y/N! Please!".
"Shhh" you grabbed her hips and pulled her to the bed, the part of the thigh of your jean soaked in her juices. "It's okay" you purred and took her panties to take them away, they fell to the floor, leaving her completely naked. She took the zipper of your pants and unzipped them, "damn, I love how needy you are. You want me to fuck you, baby?"
"Yeah, please". You moved her shakey hands and sita her o the bed. You took the hem of your t-shirt and stripped off it along with your bra. You kicked your shoes out and when you took your pants off, your socks got out too.
You sat next to her and kissed her. Her desperate hand went straight to your core, rubbing your clit harshly. A moan escaped from your mouth. Your legs spread opened at the feeling of her fingers trying to help you to reach your orgasm. But you didn't want to come like that, you wanted to come with your face in the middle of her thighs, licking her folds at the same time as she licked yours.
You grabbed her wrist and pulled it apart hesitating. "I want you to sit on my face" you whispered, all your power left in the moment that her fingers touched you, making your juices drip much more than before. "I wanna eat you out while you eat me out". She hummed and nodded at you plead and pushed you onto the mattress and straddled your face doubting, "it's okay, just get down and let me taste you, baby", you groaned and as she kept doubting you raise your face and sucked on her clit, stealing a loud moan from her and to her legs get weak. She fell onto your face, bucking her hips against you, so while you sucked her clit harshly, your nose pressed through her slicked folds.
Her moans were music to your ears. You squeezed her thighs, and moan onto her trying to make her understand what you wanted. That you wanted her to suck your soul out of you. She noticed your squirms and looked down to your needy cunt. She immediately took one of her hands to your folds and sunk two fingers inside, making you moan loud and send vibrations through her pussy. Her fingers moved fast and furious in and out of your entrance.
You moaned out in pure pleasure, feeling how her fingers got in and out of you. She was driving you crazy, taking you to the heaven with each movement she did. Your tongue was moving energetically, licking her entrance and sucking softly in her clit.
You moaned, sending vibrations through her column. "Y/N" she plead, "please, harder", her hips rocked in your face, trying to go faster, yours did the same action.
"okay darling, but you're gonna have to move your fingers faster too, or use your mouth" you said moving your hips, since she had stopped, you were almost pleasing to her to do something.
"yes, anything you want, but please" she cried out. You sucked hard on her clit, taking a loud moan from her, you kept doing it like that, alternating your movements between sucking her clit and licking all along her wet pussy.
She brought her face close to your crotch you could feel her heavy breathing on you, she sucked you clit, moaning on it, that made you moan and curse, it felt so good.
Her legs started to jerk letting you know she was close, you caressed her thighs to calm her but, on the contrary your movements became faster and harder. Her moans sent delicious vibrations through your pussy, and when her finger got in you again you almost came. The both of you moved fast, closer to the orgasm that what you thought.
Then you both came. You tasted her cum and licked her folds to take every drop of it. She did the same taking it with her fingers and swallowing it.
She came out above you and sat next to you. You also sat and took her neck, approaching her to you to kiss her. It was a heated kiss, your tongues moved at the same time. That kiss made the heating feeling come again, making Lydia to clench her thighs together.
"what? Are you needy again, baby?" You asked caressing her thigh. She nodded and kisses you again, anxiously, trying to get more from you. "Tell me, who do you belong to, darling?"
"you, I'm only yours" she responded, almost moaning for you, you opened her legs and laid her down on the bed. Your fingers massaged her clit slowly, making her moan in desperation, "please" she cried out.
You understood what she wanted, it was obvious, she wanted- no, she needed you to go faster. One of your digits got into her, taking it in and out some times, then you put another. They were fast in her, curved to hit that soft spot inside of her, making her moans loud, and a wet noise every time.
When the feeling between your legs got too strong, you positioned yourself between her legs and took your fingers out. She whimpered, "why did you stoped?" She complained looking at you
You positioned one leg under hers and the other up, so your clits were together. You rocked your hips along hers, so both of you felt that arousal feeling.
"fuck! Don't stop!" She moaned out loud. Your movements got faster.
"oh, you like it? Oh, you're a little slut" you said, moaning for the feeling. That words sent shivers through Lydia.
"I'm your slut" she said back.
"yes, my dirty girl", you catched one of her boob in your mouth, and started sucking, stimulating the other with your hand. She grabbed your hair, trying to stay in the real world. "You like that, my darling?"
"mhm" she groaned, "Y/N, I'm close!" She cried out. You straightened yourself and moved faster, and with moans and whimpers, a wave of pleasure invaded you, coming on each other.
You laid next to her. "What about another round?" You both laughed.
"fine, but I'm on top this time"
"fine, darling", she kissed you and got on top of you.
Request from @imabee-oralizard: Can you write a void stiles smut where you are arguing with him about something and thing go on from there.
Oh yeah! Of course I can. Hope you like it and stay slutty my friend.
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Come to the dark side | Void Stiles.
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Summary: what if the Noguitsune finds out that you -far deep in your conscience- still feel a deep resentment to Scott for letting Ethan and Aidan live after they helped to kill Erica, your sister? What if he tries to take you to the dark side? What would he do to you to say 'yes'.
Every time you looked at the twins the only thing that came to your mind was your dead sister in Derek's arms. You know that is morally incorrect but you only wanted to see them, to make them suffer as they did to you.
And Scott knows what they did, they made Derek kill his own beta, the relationship between an alpha and their beta is stronger than that a father and his child. And they killed two of Derek's betas. Werewolves may not be monsters, but they definitely did monstrous things. And Scott doesn't want to see that.
So now here you are, trying to find an evil fox spirit who took Stiles' body and mind. Trying to figure out how to kill the Noguitsune without killing your friend, after all he's just a teenager, he's not a bad guy, he doesn't deserve to die. You liked Stiles, he never trusted in the twins and he still doesn't, he does see what they did. To Derek, to Isaac, to Erica, to Boyd, to you. He is a smart guy.
But with each passing day, you lost more and more hope...
You were sleeping. Or better said, trying to sleep and just resting your eyes, trying to stop your thoughts. You were almost sleep when your phone rang. It was a call from Stiles' phone. You took it immediately and answered the call.
"Stiles?" You only could hear a weak, shaky breath, "Stiles, are you there?" You asked again. This time there was an answer.
"Y/N" his voice was trembling, but you couldn't tell if it was for the cold of the night or the fear... or maybe both. "I need your help" he whispered.
"Sure, where are you? What's going on? Why are you whispering?" You were worried, if he really was Stiles, he was in control now because the Noguitsune wanted it to be like that, it could be a trap. But if it was the Noguitsune playing a trick, it could be a trap too. It was dangerous, no matter which side you see it from.
"Look, I don't know what's going on, I just know that I woke up in the basement of the Eichen House, with-" you heard a whimper from him, "with a wound in my arm, please come here" he begged. Something was definitely wrong.
"Hey, it's okay, it's okay" you tried to calm him down, "I'll call Scott and we-"
"No!" He cut you, "he doesn't wanna..."
"Stiles, what the hell means 'he doesn't wanna'?". There was something suspicious, how did he know that 'he doesn't wanna' Scott or the rest of the pack there.
But instead of telling you, he sent you a photo. There was a phrase cut in his arm: 'just Y/N' . It seemed hurtful.
"Fuck" you whispered to yourself and then you talked to him again, "I'm going"
"Just you, please" he cried out.
"Just me, promise", and with that he hung up the call.
You stood up, and with the pajama trousers and the tank top you use to sleep you left, the only thing you did was put on your shoes and your coat and left straight and fast to Eichen House.
When you arrived, somehow you found a way to get in without being seen. You walked straight to the basement door, but how you thought, it was locked. You needed the key but there wasn't time to search it, it would be so late for then.
Making the less noise you could, you broke the lock and entered, closing the door behind you. You came down the stairs stealthily, "Stiles!" You whisper-yelled, "Stiles, where are you?"
"Y/N?" You heard the shaky tone in his voice a d ran over where you heard the voice coming from. When you found him he was stand up, turning his back on you.
"Stiles?" He turned around, he had fear in his eyes, but you could see something else. There was something wrong, something didn't fit well. You took a step back. His jacket was covering his arms. "Show me your arm" you ordered in a secure tone. A dark smirk appeared in his lips and he rolled his right sleeve up, there was the wound but it was almost healed. "You're not Stiles"
He tilted his head, still with the grin in his face, letting you know that he wasn't your cute, dumb, smart friend, instead, he was that trickster, smart, evil thing.
"I was waiting for you" his voice was hoarse and raspy, "I have a proposal to you" he asked softly while walking towards to you, you stepped back in reflex.
"I-I don't want anything from you" you would've lied if you said that you weren't scared at all. "I shouldn't have came"
"But you did, you came, because you love your friend 'Sti', you don't think that he deserves suffer like this, being trapped in his own mind" he laughed, that twisted laugh so alike from Stiles'. He kept approaching to you, "would you do it for Scott?", you gulped the words 'no, I wouldn't' that were stuck in your throat.
"Yes-"
"What? Don't lie to me" your back crashed against the wall. He was blocking the only exit you had, "I know how you feel about him. I can see it, when you look at him, there's a special scent in you... deep hate, resentment, disappointment... everything because he didn't let you take revenge from Ethan and Aidan" his smirk was driving you you mad. Haw did he know all this things? How could he read you that good?
"Shut up, you don't know anything about me, I am not a psychopath, I don't want my friends dead" you replied, being the most convincing you could, "I could never kill somebody who doesn't deserve it"
"But according to you, they do. Because at some point..." he approached to you until your noses were at inches of distance. He raised his hands and stroked your arms softly with his fingers, sending shivers through your body, "they betrayed you. You don't have to kill them if you don't want to, I won't force you to do it. But you'll be able to take revenge If you come to my side". He grabbed you by the waist a d pulled your hips to his abruptly, stealing a gap from you.
"But... why do you want me? Why do you need me? You're literally driving us crazy alone" your hands made their way to his chest, you could feel his heartbeats, they were slow and calm.
"'Cause I want a spy. A little wild card that hits them where it hurts the most, that they go crazy trying to figure out how I knew about their plan" one of his arms hugged you by the waist and the other mae his way, caressing your body, to your neck wrapping his fingers around it and squeezing lightly. Making you look straight in his eye, your noses already touching and the look of both intercalated between each others eyes and lips, "And you are perfect to be that wild card"
His voice sent goosebumps throughout your body. This ones ended right in your core, letting you feel that pleasant tickling and you pressed your thighs together. He noticed it and smirked.
This was what he wanted. Foxes are tricksters, they fool people. And he mas making you fool yourself into his game. Saying you what you wanted to hear, what you wanted to do. You were at the brink of agreement, there was just one thing that was handled you back, and it was-
"And what about Stiles? He never betrayed me, he's- he's the only one I don't wanna hurt, and you're hurting him every second that you're alive" you said grabbing him by his cheeks, and brushed your lips with his, barely touching them, "let him go, and I'll be completely yours" you whispered, taking a groan from his mouth.
"Fine". He turned you around and pressed his chest against your back. Your hands placed on the wall, handling your weight against it.
His fingers found the hem of your tank top and pulled it off your body. You gasped at the cold air hitting your upper body. One of his hands made its way to your breast, massaging it from under your bra. The other went down, getting under your pajama pants and your panties, rubbing your clit with his middle finger, making you moan low.
"Fuck" you gasped when he sunk a finger inside your cunt, making your legs feel weak and shake. He added another finger and started pumping fast, his palm hitting on your clit every time. You were trying not to moan since there were people in the upper floor. You still were in the basement of a freaking madhouse. But he wasn't helping.
He added another digit, with his other hand he ripped your t-shirt and took your bra away and began to pinch your nipple, hardening it even more. Your moans got louder and you could hear his egocentric chuckle in your ear.
"Don't be so loud or they're gonna hear you" he said and kissed your neck, right under your ear, making your eyes roll back in pleasure. "Or you want them to hear us" he gasped in fake surprise, "oh, you're such a whore"
You hummed, feeling the knot building in your belly button, "I-I don't wanna be heard, bu-but I c-can't help it" you barely could make a coherent frase, you would be on your knees if he wasn't holding you stand.
He chuckled again, "then..." he slipped his other hand into your pants, ripping your underwear and taking it out of your pants, he made a ball with them and putt them in your mouth, choking all your moans, "now you can moan as much as you want, sweetie", he purred in your ear, sending goosebumps through your body and making you moan.
Your high wasn't far away. He probably knew it by the way you were moaning senselessly. His fingers curled inside of you to hit that gorgeous spot which made you go wild. Courses being gagged for your panties could be heard, but the only one who could was that evil spirit who was making you feel so good. Your legs began to shake in anticipation of your approaching orgasm. You wanted to warn him but you couldn't talk.
"I know, I know" he cooed you, "come on, cum like the dirty girl you are. Come all over my fingers" those words sent you over the edge and made you come, drenching his fingers with your juices. "Good girl" he praised. He took his fingers our and turned you around to face him. He grabbed the panties from your mouth and drop them God-knows-where.
His lips crashed against your in a heated kiss, gripping your waist roughly and pressing your hips with his, letting you feel his growing boner. You moaned in his mouth, trying to don't get too loud.
"ready for the second one, baby?", He asked and you nodded. "Oh, no. Talk" he demanded, his tone making your clench your thighs together.
"I'm ready" you moaned. You haven't felt this good since a long time since you hadn't been with a man since months ago. "Please fuck me" you begged him.
"oh no, you said you'd be completely mine when I let Stiles go", his finger tips ran lightly through the skin of your neck. "That didn't happen yet so you can't be completely mine"
That was true, you said that, but you didn't think he would take it so literally, but you loved it anyways. How an evil spirit could be more respectful than so many men in this world?
He placed one of his thighs in between your legs and pressed it against your sensitive core. You bit your lip to muffle your own moans. With the grip on your hips he started moving you back and forth slowly. Your hand went to his shoulders to hold you in place.
You tried to move faster but you couldn't, he was way stronger than you. "Void please...", You tried to ask him to go faster and he obviously understood what you wanted because before you could finish your sentence he was moving you faster against his jean-clad thigh. "Oh my God" you moaned the lower you could, "don't stop!". The euphoric feeling between your thighs was growing stronger, warning you of your approaching orgasm. "I'm close! Can I come?" You asked, barely begged to him.
"of course you can. Who am I to tell you to not to?" He said with fake innocence. "You're not mine yet after all, aren't you doll?" He whispered in my ear, causing goosebumps through my body and making me come undone on his arms. He took his leg out of between my legs and saw the little wet spot on it. "Did that feel good?"
"y-yeah" that was everything I could say. He caressed my face and kissed your Cheek softly.
"see you soon, darling" he said, and with a cloud of flys he disappeared.
