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#1 mycroft main x reader blog for roblox mafia remade fans and friends pfp by @xoxruna #kinky

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Aww guys im getting so many requests im honored!!!!!! but… im in fact a lazy bum so i do ask for everyones patience. im writing like three fics at one time rn but i swear ill get to everyone one day 🥹

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HELLO i rly like ur fic and was js wondering if you could write a Leo x GN!reader fic next?? if yes itd be rly awesome THANKYOUU!!!!!!!!! :)

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Calls Worth Missing

!NSFW!

Hudson x FEMALE Reader

Summary: Your boss, Hudson, calls you into his office for a punishment. 😁 Haha

Tags: Spanking, mostly dressed sex, extremely dominant Hudson, sex as punishment, dry humping, PinV, incorrect use of desk, hair pulling, doggy? but on the desk, pull out method

Notes: Heavily, HEAVILY, HEAVILYYYY inspired by the movie Secretary because I love it a lot. Requested by my friend @xoxruna! Not proofread cuz im too lazy and I also rushed so it might be ass. I might edit this later if I feel like it.

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“Come here, now.” Hudsons voice echoed over the speaker on your desk.

He sounded stern, like he always did, but this time his tone had something more to it—you just couldn’t put a finger on it. You perked up from your seat, making your way down the hallway to his office. Whatever he wanted, it was important.

You knocked on the door before slowly pushing it open. He was waiting, papers in hand, at his desk, and a firm expression on his face.

“What is it?” You mumble under your breath, keeping your head low as you talk.

He sighed, “Speak up, I can’t hear you.” Clearly already tense and annoyed, he twitched his fingers at you, motioning for you to come closer.

You obliged, now standing directly in front of him. Only a desk separating the two of you. You caught his eye, he seemed to be staring at you pretty intently. You swallowed the lump in your throat and repeated your words.

He scoffed, “As my secretary I employ you to do your job, and to do it well.” Hudson stood up from his chair and slid the papers he was holding to you.

“Can you read these?” He beckons, his eyes burning into your head.

You swallow your fear and look down at the papers.

“Sure.”

They seem to be printed emails. You grab the first paper reading the words out loud.

“Hello Sir, I’ve been trying to reach you for the past few days now,” you pause watching as Hudson made his way over to you.

“Continue.” His voice echoed as your eyes dropped back onto the paper.

Your voice trembled as you read, “since we are busy during the afternoon, we call in during the mornings.” Finishing the sentence, you felt a sharp smack to your rear.

Stunned, you snapped your head back to look at Hudson, who was already staring you down. Your faced burned as you shyly glanced back down at the words in front of you.

“Keep going,” he commanded, his nails digging into your ass as he squeezed it.

“R-recently none of our calls seem to be making it through.” Another abrupt smack echoed in the office, a soft breath escaped you that time, earning a smirk from Hudson.

“The phone doesn’t seem to be picking up.” His free hand now moved to grip your hip as the other moved to strike.

You read faster, excitedly anticipating the hit to your ass, “we are unsure if we are using the correct number.”

Thwack.

You whine audibly as you felt his hand collide against your backside. “P-please let us know,” you look back at him before uttering the last two words written on the paper, “Thank you.”

The look on his face was unrecognizable, there was something primal in his eyes.

You liked the rush it gave you.

He made you read the other two as well, smacking your ass every time a sentence ended. You knew why emails like these have been pooling up in his inbox; you’ve been late the work early in the morning for this entire past week.

You weren’t there to answer those calls, instead you were curled up under your sheets with your blinds still shut. Along with the guilt a sick pleasure filled you as gasps left your mouth with every hit, the sensation tingling all the way down your thighs.

By the end of it all you were more wet than you’ve been your whole life. This whole ordeal was something you would never expect to end up in, especially not with your boss. You squeezed your thighs together trying to keep in what was already leaking out.

Hudson leaned down, bending you over the desk as his head rested upon your shoulder. His hard-on pressed into your sore ass, lightly grinding himself into you. The fabric of both your skirt and his strained pants frictioned against each other.

He pressed his lips onto your neck muffling his groans, as he slowly ground his hips into you. You gripped the desk, nails digging into the wood. His arms moved to cage over yours, fingers intertwining as his hips continuously swayed behind you.

Soft mewls left you as he pressed into you harder. You rub your thighs together trying to relieve yourself from the growing tension between your legs. Noticing your nonverbal pleas, Hudson pulled back and unbuckled his belt.

“Lift up your skirt.” He commanded, his voice strained.

You quickly obey, sliding the fabric up to your waist. You hear him mutter something under his breath, before the sound of his fly zipping open deafens his murmured words.

You try to keep your excitement at bay, and hide your face in your hair. Trying to mask the grin on your tomato red face. You were about to pull off your panties yourself, eager for something you’ve never even had. But before your hands could even move, Hudsons were already hooked onto the sides.

He slid the underwear down your legs, letting it fall at your heels. Grabbing your hips he slid you further onto the desk, your toes now the only thing touching the carpeted floor. Your hands hooked onto the other end of the desk, grabbing onto it for support.

Hudson slid two fingers over your throbbing clit, picking up all the wetness onto his fingers.

“Already this wet?” He chuckled, taking the fingers into his mouth and licking them clean.

You whine in response, too embarrassed to actually talk back. This only entices him further. He grasps your hip with one hand and uses the other to take his briefs off.

With his cock finally free, and you so obediently sprawled out on his desk, he couldn’t hold back any longer and slammed right into you. A loud moan escaped your lips as you let him settle in inside of you. The fast stretch should’ve hurt, but yet somehow he made it feel good.

You clawed at the desk as he proceeded to thrust into you. You heard him grunt behind you as his hips slapped against you. He held onto your thighs, trying to spread them further for better access.

You look back, still holding onto the desk for dear life, watching as with every thrust his face contorts in pleasure. Noticing your staring he sneers back at you, speeding up his thrusts.

The light pain from before had subsided, only leaving you to feel just bliss. You cant help but whimper with every ram into your needy cunt.

Hudson gripped your thigh with one hand, growling as he yanked your hair with the other. The sharp sting compared to all the pleasure felt ecstatic, like a jump in your already high adrenaline.

He kept grumbling under his breath as he took you, bottoming out with every thrust. You couldn’t help but muffle your moans, almost urging to bite at the piece of wood you were laying on.

Gripping your hair like reigns, Hudson continued to fuck you. Letting out noises you’ve never even thought your boss could make. The slick sounds coming from you filled the tiny office, riling him up even more.

Your mind was blank, completely wiped by the buzz you were getting from this pounding. He let go of your hair, moving his hands to guide your hips, using you as he pleases.

Feeling that familiar knot forming in your stomach, you signal to him that you’re close. You let out a set of quick whimpers, shaky and breathy, as your hands ache from gripping the desk so hard.

Constricting your walls around him, you groan as you finally finish. You’re still panting but everything seems to melt into pleasure. You lay pleasantly on the desk as Hudson is still thrusting into you rapidly.

You feel as his movements start to get erratic and uneven. He keeps groaning under his breath, as he plunges straight into you. He huffs, almost rhythmically, as he pulses inside of you.

He got maybe three more thrusts in before slowly pulling out, and wrapping his fingers around his throbbing dick. He slid his hand with ease, the slick coating him acting as lube. Hudson hissed under his breath, stroking himself faster and faster.

He finished himself off pretty quickly, hand moving rapidly across his length. He came onto your back, coating your button up along with your bunched up skirt.

Still panting, he gazed at the sight before him. He tucked himself back into his pants, watching as you slowly lifted yourself off the wooden desk.

You picked up your panties up off the ground and pulled down your skirt.

“I think I’ll go change now.” You eye him as you make your way to the door shyly.

You walk out of that office, wide eyed and euphoric, Thinking of all the other things he could do to your next time.

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Me when my favorite character isn’t even on the official wiki page 😁

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Mafia remade is so niche bro i hate ts💔💔💔

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im obsessed with mafia remade on roblox rn

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Why is this the ONLY tumblr post about this goldmine of a game?!

I need my fan art but I just see dark romance slop when I search up 'Mafia Remade' <\33

Whatever. Guess I need to pick up that damn pencil and start drawing my own fan art like everyone else. I think large fandom spoil me with fan art <\33

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Hudson fic in the works

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Just a quick note that I will mostly be writing female readers, since I myself am a female. But I am open to writing GN readers! I am just very bad at male readers, so FYI. But I can try!

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What a Tease!

!NSFW!

Mycroft x FEMALE reader

SUMMARY: You exit the shower to find your boyfriend on the bed, looking a little to good… you tease him and soon get down to business.

WARGINGS/TAGS: Handjob, PinV, dick riding, sort of strip tease?, cockwarming, dominant reader, willing restraint of hands, cum countdown, finishing early, happy trail mention

NOTES: I’m an amateur writer so any constructive criticism is welcome! This is my first fic i’ve ever posted so I am pretty nervous! Thank you for reading!

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You entered the bedroom you shared with Mycroft, still in wrapped in the towel from the shower you just took. The bedroom was pretty plain, but you knew he liked it that way. Even though you like to be pretty expressive with everything, you left it minimalistic just to make him happy. The walls were a soft gray color, making the room automatically feel more cozy. As well as a few pictures of you guys on vacation hung up above the bed.

Thats where Mycroft was sitting, reading some book that you’d probably never heard of in your life. He was half naked, no shirt just undies, cuddled up in the pink bedsheets he let you pick out for the bed. You begged him to get them, and though unsure how it would match the bedroom, he still let you buy them.

You dropped your towel, immediately catching his attention. He couldn’t help but stare at the curve of your ass as you went digging around in the closet. He tried to focus back on his book, but the more he read the more tempted he was to glance up. After about thirty seconds of pretending to understand what he was reading, he gazed up to find you wearing a black lingerie set.

The panties were small and see-through, and the bra made your tits look abnormally round and plump. There was a little bow in the middle of the panties as well as one on the bra.

“Wow,” Mycroft huffed under his breath, reaching his hand under the covers to adjust himself in his boxers, already growing hard.

You chuckled crawling up onto the bed, pulling back the covers and sitting down to straddle his lap, pressing his hard-on into you through the fabric. He took his book and placed it on the nightstand without taking his eyes off you. His strong hands delicately ran down your shoulders and arms, just taking the sight before him in.

“Whats the occasion?” he grinned, trying to keep his eyes off your tits.

“Nothing really,” you whispered placing a kiss near his ear, “just thought you could use some attention tonight.”

You instantly saw him fold, his smile going all goofy as he excitedly hooked his hands around your hips, trying to grind you onto himself.

“Eager, are we?” you teased, laughing as you took his hands and guided them up your torso and to the curve of your bra. His fingers slipped under searching for your nipples. You sat up on your knees, leaving some space between your cunt and his throbbing dick. You left his hands to fiddle your nipples on his own as you reached to slide down your own panties.

He watched patiently as you teasingly slid the lacy pair down your over your knees. He took his hand off your chest and carefully plucked the underwear that was now hanging off your right calf. Mycroft bunched them up and brought them up to his face, taking in the sweet scent you had left on them.

“Perfect..” he muttered under his breath.

You smiled at his words, his praise filling you with newfound pride. You ran your hands down his chest feeling him flex slightly at your touch. You keep moving down past his stomach, past his happy trail, and down to his shaft. You palm his dick through his boxers as he lets out a low groan. He moves the panties to rest on his chest as he goes to unclip your bra, tossing it onto the floor and taking in the view.

Mycroft goes to reach for your boobs but before he can, you grab a hold of his wrists.

“Not so fast big boy,” you snicker taking the panties off his chest and tying his wrists together with them as tight as you can. Mycroft laughs excitedly, letting his hands rest above his head and on the backboard of the bed.

You reach your hands down to his boxers, which are already slightly wet from the pre-cum seeping through the fabric. You slide them down with ease, letting his dick spring free. Kicking off his boxers, Mycroft smirks seeing as you reach down to wrap your fingers around his shaft.

You place a kiss on the tip, pre-cum now on your lips. Licking it off, you spit it back down on his dick. You start to pump your hands around his cock, looking up to see his face contorting in pleasure as you jerk him off. He’s squirming a bit as you sit on his thighs restricting much movement from his legs. He clenches his fists as you continue to move up and down.

Your hands, now slick with his juices and your spit, slid easily across his length. Taking your eyes off your working hands, you look up at his face, his cheeks are flushed and he looks like hes getting closer with every pump.

“Are you close, baby?” you ask, your sweet voice like music to his ears.

He groans and nods fast, not even having enough in him to muster up a few words.

“I’ll count you down,” you tell him, as you continue to work your hands. “Okay?”

He nods again, this time seeming even more impatient than before.

“Five…” you start, as your hand slides over his tip and back down.

“Four…” you start pumping a bit faster than before, watching as his hips start trying to piston themselves into your hands.

“Three…” his stomach muscles clench as he lets out a set of a few quick groans.

Before you can even say the next number he spills all over your hands, letting out a shaky whimper. You keep jerking him off, as the thick ropes of cum keep coming. You slow down once you see hes fully rode out his orgasm.

“A little too early,” you jokingly mock him as he comes down from his high.

“You count too slow,” he retorts, sighing with relief and letting you take the panties off his wrists, using them to clean off your hands from his load.

They get tossed on the floor as they’ve clearly served their purpose tonight.

Your hands snake around his neck as you position yourself over his now flaccid dick. You gently take it into your hand and slide the tip across your folds a few times before letting your hips sink down onto him slowly. Even while soft, Mycroft was still extremely girthy, stretching you out pleasantly as you let your hips rest against his. You hear him let out a pant or two as he holds the bottom of your ass in his palms, kneading it slowly.

While he recovers from his previous orgasm, you sit there kissing up his neck, leaving marks everywhere you can. You hear him grunt quietly as you bite down, not enough to draw blood but definitely enough to hurt. His lips envelop yours as he slides his tongue in sync with you. He bites your lower lip occasionally, just to keep the plain old kissing more interesting.

After a few more minutes of rough kissing you start to feel him grow hard again. You smirk, thinking to yourself about how easily he gets aroused by you. The thought fills you with newly found excitement as you adjust yourself slightly on his now stiff cock. You slowly lift your hips up before slowly sliding back down. You hear a groan escape him. He really seems to be enjoying this.

You start off slow, moving your hips at an annoyingly sluggish pace. Mycroft whines, hands clawing at your hips as he basically begs for you to go faster. You tease him with the leisurely pace for a little bit longer before finally obliging to his pleas.

Your hips collided with his, both of you letting out a collective moan. He groaned letting you slam down against him. He was stretching you open so good it almost hurt. His hands were still on your sides, sometimes drifting over your thighs as you rode him.

He looked away from your pretty face for the first time in what felt like ages. Instead, he watched as his girth disappeared in and out of your folds, your slick all over him. A cute whimper escaped you as you felt him hit a good spot inside you. Mycroft grunted softly, letting his head rest against the backboard of the bed.

The bed frame banged against the wall as you ground onto him. His hips were jerking up into you, desperately trying to meet you faster. You kept letting out more groans as you forced yourself to increase speed. Sweat dripped from your forehead as you leaned in for another kiss.

Your lips enveloped his as he groaned into your mouth. He huffed in your ear, the soft breaths tickling your neck. You squirm yourself up and lay your chest flat against his. You still manage to grind your hips down at this angle. Mycroft lets his hands travel around your torso, carefully mapping everything out.

His hands finally land back on the curves of your waist, helping to guide your tired hips. Panting, you lean back up, gazing down at Mycroft.

“Just like that, baby,” He managed to grunt out as you kept the friction going.

His hands slid up your torso and onto your chest, giving it a squeeze. You whimpered under his touch, shivers running down your spine. His hands roamed over your whole body, squeezing and kneading anything he got ahold of.

A few curses left your lips as you felt yourself getting close. Quick breaths echoed in the room, as your hands now moved to his chest for more support. You sped up, pistoning your hips onto him. As that familiar knot in your stomach finally burst, you let out a loud cry.

You let yourself ride out your orgasm, before having to start moving your hips again. You knew from the look on his face that he was close again. Mycroft’s face twisted in pleasure as you rode him. A final low growl escaped him before he completely unraveled into you. A nice warm feeling spread in your abdomen as he came, you were on the pill for a while now do you knew you had nothing to worry about.

Hes quick to pull out, letting his tip rest right below your bellybutton. You watch as he catches his breath, his chest falling up and down as he looks at you again, truly admiring the moment. You collapse on top of him, letting a satisfied sigh leave your mouth.

“That was amazing,” Mycroft tells you, kissing the top of your head.

You don’t respond, you just smile and close your eyes, cuddling up onto him. He pulls his fingers through your hair, playing with it as you rest against him. You close your eyes and listen to his heartbeat, which was now slowing back down.

He moves to rest his chin on top of your head, letting out a soft sigh. You both bask in the silence, your breathing the only thing audible. The sun was now setting, leaving a beautiful splatter of orange and pink hues in the sky. The lights in your room were off, letting the sunset pour onto the floorboards. Noticing he fell asleep, you shift your weight off of him and move onto your side of the bed. You lay there under the covers, listening to his soft snores before finally drifting off yourself.