Co-written with @6rookie-writer0110. Thanks again, friend!
A/N: All characters are 18+
Ronโs alone in his room, and he is feeling very horny. He decided to take off his clothes, sat down on his gaming chair, and turned on the laptop. Ronโs got the house to himself; his parents are working late, so he doesn't care about the volume. He went to his favorite porn site and started to look through the videos, clicking on a random one.ย
He opened the drawer and poured the lotion on his dick, then he raised the volume high on the video. His dick is starting to throb, and he raises the volume again.
Ron slowly whimpers as he stroked his cock. His breath gets short as he keeps stroking. He kept stroking, his other hand cupping his balls. โMan, that feels goodโฆโ
The video is getting more interesting for him. Ron starts to imagine he is getting a blowjob, and his hand moves faster. The precum comes out, he spreads it around the tip, then along the length of his shaft. But he got an alert on his phone, and he ignored it; his hard dick twitched. He gets another text again, but he ignores it and puts the volume to the max to drown it out. He clicked another video and skipped to the part where the actors are having sex.
โYes! Yes!โ Ron mumbled as he let out a whimper.ย
But his best friend, Kim Possible, called him on FaceTime and started to panic. He closed the laptop, quickly grabbed the phone, and answered her
โHey, Kim, Kimmy. What's up, KP?โ Ron stuttered.
โHey, you still need those notes? I left them on my desk at home,โ Kim said
โNotes?โ
โYeah. For the midterms? Are you okay, Ron? You sound a little weird.โ
โIโm fine. Just playing a hard part in a game. Y-Yeah I still need the notes,โ Ron said.
โYou can go to my house and go to my room to get the notes. I'm in Ansonville, with mom and dad; we have to support the tweebs,โ Kim said.
โOkay, is it alright if I head over now?โ
โYeah. I left the spare key in the backyard under the gnome statue,โ Kim said
โGot it, Kim. Thanks again. Have fun in Ansonvilleโ Ron said.
Ron thought the conversation was going to end, but he was wrong. He didn't want to be rude, and he let Kim just talk, and he just nodded along.
Thankfully, Kim got called by her mom to join them for dinner.
โGotta go, Ron. Pizzaโs here. Remember the spare keys-โ
โUnder the gnome in the backyard. Got it, KP. Catch ya later!โ Ron hung up his phone with a sigh of relief.ย
He looked down at his now soft cock, still shiny with lotion. โWell, the faster I get those notes, the faster I can get back to fun time.โ
Ron grabbed a towel and wiped himself down before tucking himself back into his briefs and shorts and putting on his shoes as he biked over to the Possible home, parking his bike by the gate to the backyard.
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You are naked in your bedroom, your newest toy next to you. You grabbed the lube again and poured it on the nine-inch dildo. You get into position on your knees and slowly insert the dildo inside you, and you are starting to moan. You keep pushing it deep inside you, and you begin to bounce on it fast.
True to her word, the spare key was right where she said, taped to the bottom of a gnome dressed as a chef. Ron took the key and quietly made his way in through the back door.
Back in your room, you slow down and just let your body feel full. Did you feel kinda bad about faking being sick? Not really.ย
You loved your family, you did, but you also really needed some time to yourself.ย
Midterms were coming and you needed to study, which had you stressed out and in need of some relaxation. Which is why you were currently using a new dildo you bought to relax after studying for a few hours. You let out a moan as the fullness and stretch took your mind off the schoolwork.
You move the dildo faster inside you. Now, you start to imagine Ron fucking your ass. You start to grunt, and you keep thinking about him. โFuck me, Ron.โ You kept moaning, and the dildo was deep inside you. Ron unexpectedly opened the door, and he couldn't believe his eyes; he heard you moaning his name.
His eyes were locked on the thick dildo as it disappeared into your fat ass. Ron felt his dick twitch and swell in his shorts, a hand snapping to try and cover the growing bulge. He wasn't sure if he should say something.ย
"Fuck... fuck Ron. Right there!" You yell, using your hands to brace yourself like it was his chest.ย
A noise broke the quiet of the room: a text alert from Ron's phone. Your head snaps up, and you turn to look over your shoulder, Ron standing in your doorway.ย
"RON?!?" You yell, falling forward flat on your stomach. You let out a loud and lewd moan as the thick toy slides out of your now gaping hole with ease, landing on the floor with a somewhat heavy thud.ย
Ron's eyes go from the dildo to your ass, your hole trying to clench around nothing. Ron then quickly goes to cover his eyes with the hand, not covering his crotch. "Sorry!!"
โWhat-what are you doing here!?โ You yelled.
ย โI came to grab Kimโs notes for a midterm. Why did you moan my name?โ
โRon, it's very obvious why. And I think you liked it. I mean, your friend there wants to come out,โ You said.
Ron was confused at first, then you pointed at his pants. โDo you want the real thing?โ Ron asked, feeling a horny-induced wave of confidence.
Before you said a word, he pulled down his pants and his dick flopped out. He is hard, you never knew he would have a thick dick, and your eyes opened wide.
โDamn, Ron, youโre huge.โ You gaspedย
โReally? I always thought I'm a normal size,โ Ron said
You shake your head and grab your fallen and somewhat forgotten toy. โCome over here.โย
You hold the toy next to Ronโs own hot and twitching cock. โYouโre just about the same length. And just as thick. Face it, youโre a big boy.โย
Ron blushes at your words. โOh.โ
โBut to answer your questionโฆ yeah, I do. But I have a question for you too.โ
โWhat?โย
You flip and lie on your back, presenting your hole to him. โYou wanna feel something better than your hand?โ
โFuck yes!โ Ron pulls his shirt off and climbs on top of you, locking eyes with you, your cocks touching and trapped between your stomachs.ย
โCan I kiss you?โ Ron answers you by gently pressing his lips to yours. The two of you are messily grabbing at each other. You moan against him and rock your hips up into his cock, probably smearing precum on him.
Ron pulled away and lay on his back, dick pointing to the sky. You start to kiss his body while going down, pressing a kiss to each freckle on his stomach. His thick dick is right near your face, precum beading at the tip and dripping down.
โPlease, Y/N, I need to feel your mouth on me,โ Ron begged.
You stick out your tongue and start to tease him, giving his fat helmet small licks.
โY/N, just suck it,โ Ron begged.
You feel a tug as he grabs your hair, pulls your head back and shoves his dick in your mouth, the tip hitting the back of your throat. He doesn't let go of your hair, he lifts his hips to fuck your throat. Ron is moaning loudly. You can feel the tip hitting the back of your throat over and over. Ron thrust his dick hard, sending his balls into your chin, and he held your hair hard.
You gag a bit as you're forced down onto his dick, your nose getting tickled by the small patch of hair. It doesnโt smell like you thought. You guess that at some point, Ron must have tried to have some private time of his own.
ย Iโll ask him later. You thought.ย
Eventually, you tap his thighs a few times, pulling off with a deep breath, spit connecting your mouth to his cock.
โIโm so sorry, y/n. I just needed to feel you.โ Ron says.ย
You climb into his lap, his cock pressing against your crack. โItโs okay, Ron. I thought it was hot.โ He gives you a small smile. You put your arms around his neck and kiss him again. You make out until the need for air is too much. The two of you part, panting, hearts pounding, and eyes wide with lust. โWhat do you say, Ronnie? Wanna be each otherโs first?โ
โYes!โ Ron said eagerly. He put his hands on your face and started to kiss you. His hand goes down your ass, and he squeezes hard. You reach behind you, guiding his dick to press against your hole. You slowly ease down on it, savoring the stretch as he bottoms out. You and Ron let out a loud moan, but Ron gasped. โY/N, Y/N- Wowโย
The feeling of being inside you made Ronโs brain short-circuit as it worked hard to come up with a sentence. He loved the sensation of his hard dick inside your ass. โThis-this feels amazing!โ Ron moans,ย
โYeah, it does. Definitely much better than the toy.โ You both sat there in silence as you adjusted to the new feeling. โYou can move your hips now.โ
Ron begins to move his hips, but he isn't rough, trying to find a nice rhythm. Ron is moaning louder than you, and he thrust his dick deeper inside you.
Your arms are around his neck and shoulders to find some stability. You shove your face into his neck as youโre bounced in his lap. Ron slows a bit and rubs your back and shoulders. โYou okay?โ
โMmhmโฆ feels so good, Ron. Like I said, WAY better than the toy.โ
โYou definitely feel WAY better than my hand. Donโt know how Iโm gonna go back to it.โ
โWho says you have to?โ
Ron smiled, then he kissed you hard. He made you lie on your back, now on top of you. The weight of his body is like a weighted blanket. Your arms are wrapped around his torso. Ron grunts when he keeps thrusting his dick deeper inside you. You scream his name with each thrust into your sweet spot, driving him insane; he moans next to your ear. He starts to kiss your neck, and he moans your name. โY/N, I don't want to stop,โ Ron moans.ย
โThen donโt. Just keep fucking me!โ You begged, nails dragging down his back.
โDonโt have to tell me twice.โ Ron feels a surge of confidence and somehow leans down enough to take your nipple into his mouth, driving the pleasure higher. His tongue swirls around the hardened bud. He switched sides, laughing a little. โWhat's so funny, stoppable?โ
โJustโฆ Iโve had a crush on you for a while and never thought Iโd be here. Especially before an actual date.โ
โJust means you gotta take me on one after this.โ
Ron sucks on your nip again while continuing his thrusts. Theyโre getting faster and a bit more erratic. He must be getting close. You could feel your own orgasm building, your cock forced to be pinned between your bodies, the friction bringing you closer and closer. You doubt youโll need to jerk off to cum.
Now youโre on your hands and knees while Ron is behind you. He has one hand on your hip and the other on your shoulder. Ron is going fast, but he isn't rough, and he is moaning loudly again.
โAre you free this Friday!?โ Ron moans. He thrust his hard dick much deeper inside you than before. You hold on to your pillow, and he starts to whimper.ย
โYes! I'm free this Friday. Ah fuck!!โ You moan into your pillow. Ronโs hips are moving faster, and his grip on your hips tightens.
โYou, me, a ton of bueno nacho and movies at my house.โ Ron gasped, punctuating each word with a hard thrust. Your body shook with each thrust.ย
โItโs a date. And maybe we can swap places next time?โ
โFor you? Anything. But let's focus on nowโฆ Iโm really close.โ Ron gasps.
โWaitโฆโ You gasp. โI wanna ride you all the way. I wanna see you as you cum inside.โ
This time, Ron is lying on his back, and you are riding him. He is holding your hand tight as you bounce and rock your hips. Ronโs the first to cum, pumping you full of hot cum. You cum not long after, spraying all over his chest, and it lands on his face and lips.ย
He licked his lips, and he smiled at you. In one last act of desperation, he slammed his hips up inside you. His stomach clenched as he started to cum again. He pressed his head hard onto the pillow, moaning your name. You bend down to kiss him, and you move your hips slowly; his arms wrap your body.
You whimper and gasp as his cock slips out, feeling cum flow out of you. Your body feels hot. โThereโs so muchโฆโย
Ron just kisses your cheek. โSorry. You wanna wash up?โ
โI canโt really move my legs. Even if I could, Iโm too tired. Just hand me my underwear.โ Ron helps get you into your underwear. โIโll do laundry in the morning.โย
Your phone buzzes from your nightstand. Ron reaches over and hands it to you. You quickly catch up on some missed texts, quickly typing and setting it off to the side. โGood news and bad news. Bad news is that Ansonville got some really bad storms, and some trees fell. So the science fair for the tweebs is postponed til tomorrow, and everyoneโs kinda stuck until at least Monday. But the good news is that it means we have the house to ourselves for the whole weekend. Text your folks, tell em youโre staying over to take care of me cause Iโm sick.โ
โYou got it,โ Ron says, already typing.
โLove you, Ron.โ Ron stared at you.ย
โLove you too, Y/n,โ Ron said with a smile and warmth in his stomach. With that, you hit the lights in your room, and both let the exhaustion take you.
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It's date night, and Ron is freaking out. Doesn't have clean clothes. He is looking through his closet to no avail. His mom has just started washing clothes, but left the house to see her friends midway through. He doesn't want the date to go bad and risk Y/N not giving him another chance.ย
Ron isn't thinking straight, and a panicked mood kicked in deeper for Ron. His eyes drifted to his alarm clock, and that made it worse: โOh, no, Y/N is gonna be here soon!โ
A doorbell snapped Ron out of it. The delivery guy arrived with the food from Bueno Nacho. Ron was so distracted that he didn't notice he tipped the guy $20. He put the food in the living room and ran upstairs. Ron just grabbed a tuxedo from his closet and started to put it on.
Ronโs got the tux pants half up, and the shirt barely buttoned when the doorbell rings again.
โHello? Oh Hi y/n.โ Ron hears his dad. โWhat brings you here tonight?โ
โNo no, no!โ Ron says to himself.ย
โHey, Mr. Stoppable. Just the usual hangout. Promised Ron monster movies and pigging out to celebrate passing midterms.โ
โAlrighty then. Good for you kids. You worked hard and deserve a break. Iโll just be doing some work in my office. Oh, and donโt worry about noise. I had a friend make it pretty soundproof during Ronaldโs last gaming marathon. Couldnโt hear a thing. Just knock if you need anything. As for Ronaldโฆย I think heโs still in his room.โ
โThanks, Mr. S.โ Ron panics as he hears footsteps climb the stairs. โRon? You up there? You decent? Kinda hoping notโฆโ You joke. โJust kiddingโฆ mostly.โ
Ron barrels over to his door and sticks his head out. โHeyyyyโฆ youโre on time!โ
โYeah. You okay? You sound nervous.โ You ask with a raised eyebrow
โPromise not to laugh?โ Ron asked.
โI won't laugh,โ You said.
Ron stepped out and had a small pout on his face, the tux still haphazardly put on.
โA tuxedo?โ You askedย
โMy mom started a load but didnโt move em to the dryer before she went out. And these were the only cleaned clothes I had in my closet. I'm sorry I ruined our first date. I totally get it if you don't want to date me anymore,โ Ron saidย
โThe date is not ruined, Ron. You said.
โReally!? Even if I look silly in a tuxedo?โ Ron asked.
โYes, even then, and I mean it. Plus, the tux doesnโt look that bad.โ
ย You and Ron smiled at each other.
โGuess itโs a good thing I brought this.โ You gesture to the duffel bag Ron didnโt notice til now.
โWhatโs in there?โ
โClothes. In case it got late and I wanted to crash here. Take your pick. You look fine in the tux, but let's not get it covered in nacho cheese. Unless you wanna just chill in your underwear?โ
โBag, please.โ
You sat at his desk while Ron grabbed some shorts and a T-shirt from your bag and hung up the tux. โThanksโฆ movie time?โ
โMovie time.โ With movies in hand, you and Ron got settled on the couch, bueno nacho spread across the table as the opening credits started to roll. โSee, Ron? Told the date night wasn't ruined.โ
Finished season 2. The serial killer I talked to you about killed himself. Hotch is probably gonna be fired, Gideon is about to kill himself. The whole house mad.
Oooh the end of s2 was something. Iโm so glad I was able to just go onto season 3 when I first watched the show
NSFW The Magicians headcanons/fic for magical novice!R accidentally swapping minds/bodies with Quentin.
And at least one of them is packing some heavy schmeat.
Request for @zhellas NSFW The Magicians headcanons/fic for magical novice!reader accidentally swapping minds/bodies with Quentin. And at least one is packing heavy schmeat.
Co-written with @thebisexualdogdad. Thanks, bestie!
Last night, you and Quentin had been working on some new spells. Being a beginner, you understandably messed up a little. But nothing seemed to happen, so you didn't think anything of it.
When you woke up the next morning, you got out of bed, shuffling to your bathroom still half asleep, when you noticed Quentin in the mirror.
"Woah Q, where'd you come from?" You say, turning around, but he's nowhere to be seen. You look back at the mirror to see he's clearly there.
Reaching your hand up to your face, realizing you're touching his face, "What the hell?"
You keep touching your(?) face, feeling the stubble. โWhat the fuck! What the fuck??โ It was throwing you off hearing Qโs voice. Yeah, it was his body but your words.
Now fully awake, your face slowly started to heat up. โSo Q sleeps nakedโฆโ You say to the empty bathroom.
You can't help but stare at Qโs body, although you figure itโs technically your body at the moment.
The first thing you notice is that heโs pretty hairy all over. And that the dorky fantasy nerd you asked for spell help had more muscle than you thought.
You look down to see his giant cock between his legs, much bigger than you thought, and blush, "I should probably put some clothes on," subtly turning to check out his ass in the mirror before doing so.
As you throw on some clothes, there's a rapid knock on your door, which turns out to be Quentin.
"Y/N! What the fuck did you do!" He says from your body.
"Hey! You're the one that's supposed to be teaching me, so technically this is your fault," you reply.
He huffs and enters your room so you can figure out how to turn yourselves back. But honestly, you aren't quite ready to return to your own body yet. There was something intriguing about being in Quentin's body, and it was kind of turning you on.
You didn't say much, your mind still on Q's massive dong and fuzzy butt
"So what do we do?" You ask while watching your body pace around the room.
Huhโฆ so that's what my ass looks like walking away. Damn, I look good. You think to yourself.
"Focus! how do we fix this?"
"You're asking me? Again, you're the senior student between the two of us. Shouldn't you know?? And why do we need to figure it out right away? Let's consider this an experiment. Maybe we can take notes on this and get an award or something?"
"The only people who are going to find this interesting are Elliot and Margo because they've always wanted to know what it's like to fuck themselves," he says, then realizing something, "โฆ. I slept naked last night, didn't I?"
"Yep."
"So youโฆ Saw my penis."
"Yep."
Quentin is mortified. He'd had a thing for you since you started at Brakebills, and you two hooked up at a party, drunk on one of Elliot's magical sex cocktails, but neither one of you remembered much of it, so you mostly pretended like it didn't happen.
"If it makes you feel better, you've got a real nice one, one I will definitely remember this time around," you joke.
โYou tooโฆโ Q muttered. โI-I didnโt just like look. I had to pee.โ
โThanks, Quentin. And while weโre singing each otherโs praises. You've got more muscle on you than I thought. Huh. So I do blush from my ears first.โ
Quentin cleared his throat. โSoโฆ what do you wanna do?โ
โYou want my honest answer?โ
โIdkโฆ Iโm a little scared to hear it.โ
โBe confident. Yes or no?โ
Quentin felt a shiver go down his spine. Heโd never heard himself be so confident and, for lack of a better word, assertive. It turned him on.
โWhat did you have in mind?โ
โCall it scientific exploration?โ
โMeaning you just wanna touch our new bodies?โ
โAnd our original ones. Itโs a totally different sensation.โ
"Well, I guess Elliot and Margo aren't the only ones who ever thought about the idea of fucking themselves," he says shyly.
"I knew you had a kinky side to you," you smirk, making him gasp in embarrassment, "I'm just joking, we don't have to do anything, we can start working on a cure-"
"I want to," he says, cutting you off.
"So what do you want first?" You say, approaching him, putting your hands on his waist, "I mean, I am pretty good at touching myself."
Quentin gasps when your, well, I guess his hand goes down to cup his, or rather your cock through his pants.
God, this is getting confusing. Q Thought.
โMan, this is crazyโฆโ You chuckle. โCan I keep going?โ
โPleaseโฆโ
You look up to see Q trying to hide the blush and nerves. You grab his wrists lightly pulling them away. โHey. I wanna see and hear every bit of this, got it?โ
โG-got it. Wait, just one thing.โ
You watched your hands do a series of tuts and heard your door lock and a woosh wash over the room.
โSoundproofing spell. Donโt want an unwanted audience.โ
โGood choice.โ You leaned in to kiss him, the softness of your lips a new sensation.
โGod, this is such a mind fuckโฆ but in a good way.โ You laugh, Qโs deep laugh shaking through you.
Your hand goes back to his waist but this time slipping under the band of his pants and into his underwear, stroking your own cock, which was gradually getting harder with every stroke.
"Oh fuck," Quentin sighs as you kiss his neck.
He tugs down his pants, revealing your now fully erect cock.
"Damn, I guess I really am bigger than I thought I was," you chuckle, seeing yourself from this new point of view.
You guide him back towards your bed, sitting him down and sinking to your knees in front of him.
"Eliott's gonna be so jealous of this," you smirk, taking the base of your cock in your grip and gently sucking on the tip.
Holy shit, I'm really giving myself a blowjob, you think to yourself, but your attention is quickly grabbed by the sounds coming from Quentin as you work him with your mouth.
You slowly take more and more of your cock until your nose presses into your pubes.
โHow the hell is my body doing this and making me feel this good??โ Quentin gasps.
You pull off, pressing kisses down the shaft and the balls. โCause Iโm in the driver's seat. You wanna take your turn now?โ
โYeah.โ
You stand, grabbing the hem of your shirt, trying your best to be sexy with Qโs awkward limbs.
You get the shirt over your head and hook your fingers in the waistband when you feel hands on your wrists.
โCan I? Only fairโฆโ
โGo ahead.โ
Quentin pulled your sleep pants off with a firm yank, leaving you in a loose pair of boxer briefs.
โI gotta get new underwearโฆ this is embarrassing,โ Quentin says before pushing forward into his crotch, nose under your balls. Quentin starts to mouth and suck at the cock trapped under the fabric. Hungrily sniffing and mouthing at it.
โFuck!โ You gasp. โThat feels so good.โ
Your hands go to his head and hold him there as he soaks the underwear with spit.
He flips you over, tearing the underwear off, grabbing and squeezing his own ass before spreading the cheeks open and diving in.
Your hips are grinding down into the mattress looking for friction against your hard cock as Quentin revels in eating his own ass.
After a few minutes, his tongue leaves you, but you feel him nip at your ass cheek while a thumb presses into your hole, trying to open you up.
"Fuck Quentin, just fuck me already," you huff in frustration.
He chuckles and steadies himself behind you, lifting your hips enough to get a good angle as he eases your cock inside his ass.
He has the same euphoric moment that you did earlier, thinking to himself, 'holy shit, I'm literally fucking myself.
He takes it slow at first, wanting to see how his body reacts to the way he's touching it, the way his back muscles flex when he runs his fingers down the spine, the way his arms are trembling to stay upright, the way you throw his head back with eyes closed shut and mouth slightly open.
He's broken from his trance when he hears you muttering, "Faster, fuck please go faster," so he picks up the pace a little, and you let out a moan so loud he's glad you soundproofed the room earlier because he wanted to make you moan like that over and over again.
You're desperately grasping at the bedsheets, getting fucked by your own cock was a whole new level of eroticism you didn't know was possible.
"Fuck yes, right there," you cry out when he spreads your thighs a little further apart to hit just the right spot deeper inside you. Quentin has now fully bent over you, face in your neck as his hips snap over and over, driving deeper inside of you.
You can feel Qโs fat cock swing below you as you're fucked, the friction of the sheets making you feel so much pleasure. You canโt help but clench around him, moans and whimpers and whines flowing out of you.
โYou feel amazing wrapped around me! I feel like Iโm meltingโฆโ Quentin mutters into your neck, kissing the crook over and over.
You gasp as you feel a hand reach between your legs and grab your dick.
โFuckโฆ Quentin, if you do thatโฆโ
You hear your voice chuckle by your ear. โDonโt hold back. I wanna make you cum over and over. And trust me. I know my body can handle it.โ
Those last few words make you cum for the first time, spilling rope after rope of hot cum over his hand and your sheets, cock still hard as stone. The cum covered hand is brought to your mouth, and you instinctually lick your fingers clean, like itโs your last meal.
He gives you a few more rough thrusts before pulling out of you, flipping you over and stroking himself until he cums all over your face, the taste of both your cum mixing on your tongue.
Quentin is smiling, standing over you, out of breath, with your cock softening in his hand.
"That wasโฆ whoa" he says.
"I know right?" you chuckle.
"So now that we explored that for science, we shouldโฆ probably start working on the cure of whatever," he says awkwardly.
"We couldโฆ or we could take a shower first so I can have a turn to fuck you," you suggest with a grin.
"Yep, that definitely that," he nods excitedly.
The spell reversal only took about a week to figure out. Which allowed you and Q more โnecessary experimentation time,โ as you put it. But that also meant for a week you attempted to act like each other. Mainly for the fun of it. And cause it was near the busy season for tests, no one paid attention to the two of you.
"Let me get this straight, so you were in Quentin's body and Quentin was in your body, and you were fucking each other's brains out, and you DIDN'T invite me to join at least once?" Eliot says, slightly annoyed after you were back in your own body and finally confessed to him everything that happened.
"We kind of had a lot going on," you reply.
"Yeah, living my dream of fucking myself because no one is a better lover than myself," Elliot states.
"Lovers? What are we talking about?" Margo says, walking into the room and sitting on Elliot's lap.
You fill her in, and she was just as offended as Elliot, "and you didn't let me join?"
"Right?? I thought we were friends," Elliot quips.
"You are both so dramatic," you laugh, "I can give you the spell, and you can try it out for yourselves."
โBless you! Iโll blow you if you want.โ Eliot says.
โWhy are you offering to blow my boyfriend, El?โ Quentin asks, handing you a drink.
โI just informed him, and he told Margo about our experimental week. El was merely suggesting payment for the spell.โ
โGot it.โ Quentin pressed a kiss to your temple.
โAww, look at the nerds being domestic,โ Margo said.
"The offer still stands, Y/N," Elliot says.
"Thanks, El, but Q has that department covered," you laugh.
"Anytime you want," he smirks, leaning in to kiss you properly.
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ : Frank has spent so much of his life being hard edges and held breath that being wanted like this almost undoes him before anything even begins. | drabble + porn without plot
Youโve got him on his back, his hairy chest rising and falling under your palms, hair mussed against the pillow. He looks up at you with those piercing, hungry eyes, still half-disbelieving that someone wants him like this, wants to take him apart piece by piece.
You start at his mouth, a slow, claiming kiss that steals his breath, then you trail lower. Your lips drag over his jaw, down the thick column of his throat where his pulse hammers against your tongue. He groans, fingers threading into your hair as you move lower, over his collarbone, across the firm plane of his chest. His hips twitch, a helpless little roll, and you smile against his skin.
โEasy,โ you murmur, your breath hot on his sternum.
โIโm trying,โ he rasps, voice wrecked already. โFuck, Iโm trying.โ
You continue your journey south, mouth open, tasting the salt-slick heat of his skin. The happy trail starts just below his navel, a dark line of hair that arrows down into the V of his hips. You follow it with the tip of your tongue, slow and deliberate, tracing each stray hair as if mapping a territory you intend to conquer. Frank shudders, his abs clenching under your touch. His hands grip the sheets beside him, knuckles white.
โThatโsโฆ god, thatโsโโ He canโt finish the sentence. His cock is already hard, flushed and leaking, the pre-cum smearing a glossy streak across his belly. You donโt touch it yet. You want him to wait.
You kiss along the jut of his hipbone, then the other side, your lips soft and teasing. Frank whimpersโa sound youโre quickly learning he makes when heโs desperate. You take your time, lapping at the sensitive crease where his thigh meets his groin, feeling him tremble beneath you. When you finally wrap your lips around the head of his cock, he lets out a guttural moan that seems to come from somewhere deep in his chest.
โOh fuck,โ he gasps, his hips bucking shallowly.
You take him deeper, hollowing your cheeks, letting the weight of him slide over your tongue. Heโs thick, and the taste of him is clean and salty and overwhelmingly male. You work him with steady, wet suction, one hand cupping his balls while the other presses flat against his lower belly to keep him still. But he canโt stay still. He rocks into your mouth, his breathing ragged, his thighs shaking.
You pull off with a wet pop, strings of saliva connecting your lips to his cockhead. He looks down at you, eyes glazed, mouth open.
โNot yet,โ you say, your voice low and firm. โYouโre not coming from my mouth.โ
He swallows, nods, his chest heaving. โOkay. Fuck. Okay.โ
You crawl up his body, straddle his hips. Your own cock is hard, brushing against his, slick with pre-cum. You position yourself over him, the head of his cock nudging against your entrance. Frankโs hands find your hips, gripping tight enough to bruise, and you let him guide you as you sink down.
The stretch is perfectโa slow, burning fullness that makes you both gasp. Frankโs eyes roll back as your heat envelops him, his mouth falling open on a silent cry. You pause once heโs fully seated, feeling him pulse inside you, that thick length buried to the hilt.
โFuck, you feel good,โ he grits out, his jaw tight.
You begin to move, a slow, deliberate rhythm that has him groaning beneath you. Your hands find his chest, palms flat against his pectorals as you roll your hips, rising and falling in a steady cadence. The angle is perfect, his cock hitting that spot inside you that makes sparks dance behind your eyes.
โDon't you cum yet,โ you say, your voice a low command. You reach forward, cupping his face in your hands, forcing him to meet your gaze. The power shift is palpable, the way he looks up at you, his expression a mixture of desperation and submission.
โI won't,โ he promises, his voice breaking. โI won't cum.โ
You watch his face as you speed up, your hips grinding down harder, faster. His features twist in a battle between bliss and restraint. His brow furrows, his lips part, and a sheen of sweat glistens on his forehead. His hands grip your hips, not to guide you, but to anchor himself, his knuckles white.
โTell me,โ you murmur, leaning closer, your breath hot against his lips. โTell me how bad you want to.โ
โSo bad,โ he chokes out. โYou're killing me. The way you move, the way you're looking at me...โ
You smile, slow and wicked, as you clench around him, milking a desperate groan from his throat. His eyes roll back for a second before he forces them open again, locked onto yours.
โLook at me, Frank. Don't look away.โ
His gaze is intense, almost pleading. You can feel the tension in his body, the way his muscles are coiled like springs, every fiber of his being focused on holding back. The bed creaks beneath you, the rhythm building, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room.
โI'm close,โ he admits, his voice raw. โFuck, I'm so close.โ
โNot yet,โ you repeat, slowing your movements, drawing them out until you're barely rocking against him. The change in pace makes him whimper, a sound so raw and honest it sends a thrill through you. You lean down, pressing a kiss to his lips, soft and sweet, a stark contrast to the carnal act beneath. โYou're doing so well, Frank. Just a little longer.โ
He nods, his chest heaving, his eyes never leaving yours. You start moving again, building back up, watching the war play out on his face. The need, the struggle, the surrender.ย
Frankโs face is a ruin of pleasureโmouth hanging open, eyes half-lidded, tears of effort at the corners. Heโs beautiful like this, stripped of all pretense, just a man on the edge.
โLook at me,โ you command one last time, and he does, his gaze finally clear, focused only on you. โNow you can come.โ
The permission breaks him. He cries out, a hoarse, desperate sound as he drives up into you, his hips bucking uncontrollably. You feel the hot flood of his cum filling you, pulse after pulse, as he groans your name over and over like a litany. His body goes rigid, then slack, and he pulls you down into a crushing embrace, burying his face in your neck.
You stay like that for a long moment, both of you trembling, slick with sweat. His softening cock still inside you, his hands stroking your back.
โFuck,โ he says, the word a heavy sigh. โThat was... I don't even have words.โ
You smile against his skin, your hand tracing lazy patterns over his chest. โGood.โ
Fandom: The Pitt
Word Count: 1.2k~ (Ficlet)
Tags โ Male!Reader, Frank Langdon X Reader (Established relationship), Partially Proof Read
Author's Note:
Okay! New request rule: "if Thee Oracle (that me!) gets a scene fic idea, I may bump it up my writer's queue if it seems fun or it gives a fun idea."
Now, do I typically write stuff like this? No.
But I am pretty sure this is the vibe that Anon was looking for based on how the request was written.
It had only been four hours into your shift and it felt like you pulled double that time with the types of patients that have been coming through. Frankly, it felt like you were pulling a double shift with how exhausted you felt.
As much as you got into this line of work for the sake of helping people, it seems that the people that walked through these doors didnโt want your help and were more here to pick a fight with the professionals trying to help diagnose their issues, rather than have said professionals actually do their job.
Which is how you ended up hiding away in the breakroom making your second cup of coffee of the day, wanting anything to erase the emotional exhaustion that you were feeling at the moment; since you canโt pull miracles, a cup of coffee will do.
โHey, Handsome.โ The door of the breakroom opened as your partner, Frank Langdon, slowly walked in.
You smiled at the sight of him. โHey there, yourself.โ
He whistled as he slotted himself right next to you. โSecond cup of coffee? Shift must be rough.โ
You offered up a groan as a response.
He chuckled at that, rubbing your back to soothe some of the stress and tension that you were holding. โHey, we just got a couple more hours to go.โ
You sighed into his touch, closing your eyes to saver his comfort. โThis job will be the death of me, Langdon.โ
โDonโt say that. Youโre a capable doctor. You got this.โ He paused. โMaybe just pace yourself, though.โ
You gave him a blank look and a hollow smile, โSound advice. Till then, let me risk a caffeine overdose.โ You turned back to the task at hand, pouring out your hot water, and coffee grounds.
โIโllโฆ not be getting in between you and your coffee.โ He adjusted weight to another leg. โHey, I know itโs early, but can I ask you something?โ
You didnโt bother look his way as you opened the top cabinet looking for a sugar packet. โHmm, sure, what up?โ
โUhm,โ is all he managed out.
You paused, glancing at him, curious as to why the sudden hesitation.
He bit his lip and averted his eyes from you.
Your brows furrowed at that, then, โah.โ โ It clicked.
You exhaled from your nose, and went back to looking for your sugar; only because you knew where the conversation was headed does not mean you were going to help him usher it along.
He called you name.
โYes?โ โ โThere is that damn packet.โ
โMy back is hurting like hell right now, and I know that it is too early to ask, butโฆ,โ he trailed off.
โUh huh." You shook the packet absentmindedly
โCan I ask for a some benzos?โ
You paused taking the request in.
You hoped he wonโt go through with it.
Making a big show of it, you sighed and brought up your wrist to look at the time. โThis was wholly unnecessary. You knew the time. Youโve been carefully tracking it so that you knew when you would have to give Frank his benzos; not a moment sooner, and surely not at request.
You clicked your tongue, โYouโre not wrong, Frank. Itโs early. Like an hour and a half too early.โ
โI know, I know.โ He inched closer to you. โBut I need one right now. Please.โ
You frowned sympathetically. โThis isnโt how it works, Frank, you know that. If I start handing you one whenever you request, we will be getting nowhere."
โI know, butโฆโ Frank's eyes trailed off as he searched for words to say. He shifted his weight from one leg to the other, hand fidgeting as he drew his lower lip in.
This played out Infront you and it pulled at your heart, whether he shifted because of his actual back pain or because of nerves, you don't know. Either way, you had a choice to make.
You debated your next move for a moment, before, with a sigh, you reluctantly pulled out the bottle of benzos from your pocket.
Frank's attention perked at that. โThankโโ
You fixed him a look, and he stopped in his tracks.
Taking the pill out of the bottle, you held it up. Frank went to take it from you, but before he could, you nonchalantly tossed the pill into your mouth and turned on a heel back to your coffee mug.
โWhaโ What?โ
You slowly added your sugar, stirring it into your drink, before turning to Frank with a raised brow. โWhat? Want it so badly?โ You opened your mouth, tongue out, showing that the pill is still there. โThen come and get it, Sport.โ
Frank inhaled sharply. His eyes wide as he stood stunned in his spot. His lips parted ever so slightly as he looked at you.
You squinted at him, 'Was that a shiver?'
You rolled your eyes with a huff. โReally Langdonโโ
A gasp escaped you as Frank's lips crashed into yours. His tongue parting your lips as a hand cradled the back of your head deepening the kiss and pulling a surprised moan out of you.
"Frankโ" You managed out between breaths. The mug you held remaining in a tight hold close to your chest in fear of dropping it and scorching the both of you.
Noticing the position you're in, Frank pulls away ever so slightly, and rather than taking that opportunity to stop, instead he just took the mug out of your hand to put it on the counter, before bringing that hand to your waist and pulling you in.
The sound that came out of you was not fit for a work place setting.
You gripped the front of Frank's scrubs as his tongue explored your mouth, pulling gasps and sounds out of you. You don't even know if it's for the pill or if you had swallowed it in the shock of all this.
"Frankโ" You gasped, squirming in his hold.
Frank pulled away in response, taking with him your lower lip between his teeth, before letting go. Resting his forehead on yours, he licked his lips, breaking the trail of connected spit that was between you, watching you with blown eyes.
"Fuck, that was hot." He breathed out.
"That was..." You cleared your throat, trying to find your voice. "That was suppose to be a deterrent."
He grinned. "That was suppose to be a deterrent?"
You huffed, laughing, "Yes, it was." You smacked his chest. "Before you decided to jump me."
He dropped his head to your neck, kissing you there. "Sorry."
Your hand went up to play at the hair at the base of his neck. "I don't think you are."
You remained there for a moment. "I take it you actually got the pill then?"
"And more." He grinned.
You huffed.
"Right." You inhaled deeply. "Well, now that the fun is over. Know that I am pushing back your next take of benzos cause of this." You patted the side of his face. "Now get back to work."
He held your hand, keeping it at the side of his face. He laid a soft kiss on your palm, letting out a content sigh. "Thank you."
You raised a brow. "What for?"
"For sticking by me through this."
You blinked, melting into a smile and kissing the side of his cheek. "Of course."
Post Fanfiction Author's note:
Fun Fact:
When my ace spec ass read the request for the 1st time I shrieked. Ya know, for my normal ace spec reason.
Then I chillaxed and processed what I read before thinking up what to write for this request.
I aint saying this to deter requests like these! I just thought the immediate reaction was funny and wanted to share.
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i think the near-extinction of people making fun, deep and/or unique interactive text-based browser games, projects and stories is catastrophic to the internet. i'm talking pre-itch.io era, nothing against it.
there are a lot of fun ones listed here and here but for the most part, they were made years ago and are now a dying breed. i get why. there's no money in it. factoring in the cost of web hosting and servers, it probably costs money. it's just sad that it's a dying art form.
anyway, here's some of my favorite browser-based interactive projects and games, if you're into that kind of thing. 90% of them are on the lists that i linked above.
A Better World - create an alternate history timeline
Alter Ego - abandonware birth-to-death life simulator game
Seedship - text-based game about colonizing a new planet
Sandboxels or ThisIsSand - free-falling sand physics games
Little Alchemy 2 - combine various elements to make new ones
Infinite Craft - kind of the same as Little Alchemy
Written Realms - more text adventure games with a user interface
The Cafe & Diner - mystery game
The New Campaign Trail - US presidential campaign game
Money Simulator - simulate financial decisions
Genesis - text-based adventure/fantasy game
Level 13 - text-based science fiction adventure game
Miniconomy - player driven economy game
Checkbox Olympics - games involving clicking checkboxes
BrantSteele.net - game show and Hunger Games simulators
Murder Games - fight to the death simulator by Orteil
Cookie Clicker - different but felt weird not including it. by Orteil.
if you're ever thinking about making a niche project that only a select number of individuals will be nerdy enough to enjoy, keep in mind i've been playing some of these games off and on for 20~ years (Alter Ego, for example). quite literally a lifetime of replayability.
since this post blew up, i've been wanting to do an addition with all of the recommendations from the comments and tags. but there's a lot of them. some people might be crazy enough to sit down and seriously put them all in one post with descriptions. those people are honestly sick in the head.
anyway, here's all of the recommendations from the reblogs. not all of them are text-based, but it's a great mixture of styles. also don't forget the links in the second paragraph of the OP which will take you to FMHY where there are a bunch more games listed.
Games
A Dark Room - text-based science fiction role-playing game.
corru.observer - science fiction adventure web game.
Improbable Island - old-school text adventure game.
Candy Box 2 - incremental clicker game that evolves into RPG.
Arcanum - open source wizard clicker game.
sandspiel, Powder Game, Powder Game 2, The Powder Toy - more sand physics games.
Orb.Farm - fishtank simulator.
Faรงade - experimental game with a real-time interactive narrative where you try to fix a failing marriage.
The Catacombs of Solaris - trippy art game.
Yume Nikki Online - online version of the surreal classic plus fangames.
The Barncle Goose Experiment - combine element/alchemy game based on antique theories of abiogenesis.
Fallen London - free-to-play text-based open world RPG.
Nested - very unique text-based universe expanding game. described as possibly @orteil42's favorite thing he's ever made.
The Process of Elimination - interactive web novel (by @hypertextdog)
Discworld MUD - multiplayer, text-based, online game (a MUD, or text MMORPG) based on the Discworld books.
Horse Master - surreal text game about training a horse.
EYEZMAZE - flash (RIP) or HTML5-based puzzle games.
You Are Jeff Bezos - text game. spend Jeff Bezos' fortune.
The Password Game - challenging puzzle game where you have to meet password requirements (by neal)
Universal Paperclips - incremental paperclip making game.
Half-Earth - planetary disaster planning game where you try to save the world using socialism.
ChooseYourStory - community-driven website centered on CYOA style story games.
PhD Simulator - random event based text game. make your choice each month and see if you can graduate on time.
Dungeon Crawl Stone Soup - open source roguelike.
Cataclysm: Dark Days Ahead - turn-based survival roguelike set in the modern day.
Nethack - open source roguelike originally released in 1987.
Kingdom of Loathing - browser-based community MMORPG.
PokeRogue - browser-based Pokemon roguelike
Tools
Text Game Builder - works in your browser, with just a little bit of Python (by @grumpygandalf)
Twine - great (free!) tool for making text-based games quickly.
Ink - scripting language for interactive fiction (also free)
Flashpoint Archive - a community effort to preserve games and animations from the web.
PICO-8 - fantasy console for making, sharing and playing tiny games and other computer programs.
Non-Games
Library of Babel - interactive illustration which attempts to simulate what it might be like to browse The Library of Babel.
Superbad - technically not a game, sprawling website full of secrets.
17776 - serialized speculative fiction multimedia narrative about football in the far-future. beautiful, creative, legendary. created by Jon Bois, a legend and one of my favorite writers of all time.
Choice of Games - text-based, choose-your-own-adventure games (interactive fiction). some free-to-play, others can be bought like an ebook.
The Deep Sea - scroll to the bottom of the ocean. encounter the humble squid and his friends (by neal)
Space Elevator - like The Deep Sea, but up instead of down. you can equip your avatar with a scarf (by neal)
Internet Artifacts - an interactive history of the early internet (by neal)
If The Moon Were Only One Pixel - scroll through an accurately scaled model of the universe.
r/incremental_games - reddit community for incremental games.
r/WebGames - reddit community for web games in general.
thank you to everyone who contributed and the creators. please be sure to show them some love where possible.
