I know you have a ton of requests, and you also just finished one for me lol. But whenever youโre up to it I think a hunter krauser chasing down his prey and โpunishingโ them for getting caught would be interesting hehe, something along those lines <3
F.I.A. = fucked in action?! โ JACK KRAUSER x YOU โ SMUT!
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SUMMARY:
"this has nothing to do with them. i'm a free man who made my choice!"
leon tanks a deadly roundhouse straight on his jaw. the three of you hear an audible sickening crack! as leon was sent flying. before he could further hurt your partner, you don't hesitate, nor feel the fear; you leaped at krauser from behind, locking his head in place with a headlock. baby eagle's voice calls you both from the other side of the exit, and leon forcefully lifts himself off the ground. he's clearly torn between saving you, or keeping baby eagle safe.
"y/n!"
you hiss through grit teeth. "go, just go! i can take him!" he easily slams your body on the stone floor, ready to pursue leonโbut you . . you just had to cut him on the side of his leg with a knife, didn't you? tilting his head down, he clicked his tongue disappointingly.
โfine. i'll deal with you first.โ
TAGS: fem bodied reader, yandere krauser, feral krauser, dubious consent, chasing, SLIGHTLY horror, he hasn't mutated here but he's infected, is it really public sex when no one's around, tinkering with canon a bit, breeding kink, edging, unsafe places to have sex?????, kidnapping, "bad end", sorry leon stans he gets cucked here
WORD COUNT: 3635
A/N: what if i said this was a part two of this krauser fic? :smirk_cat:
p.s. this is set in the first scene where you fight krauser/where luis dies. but instead of luis, you take his place AND don't die, because plot armour.
WARNING: this fic contains dark content. viewer discretion is heavily, heavily advised.
NSFW UNDER THE CUT!
your ear is ringing, and your head is fucking throbbing. you feel like all of the breath in you was knocked out after krauser slammed you on the ground. he won't lie, he's very impressed, seeing you get back up like it was nothing. it was a harsh body slam, after all.
your ear is ringing, and your head is fucking throbbing. the ground is cold and rough against your skin, and it feels like all of the air in your lungs have been knocked out of you. krauser had just slammed you on the floor, but you stagger back on your feet like it was nothing. he's impressed. very impressed.ย
"one hell of a reunion, huh? just like old times,"
krauser chuckled, his shadow ominously towering over you. this prick is waiting, daring for you to get back on your feet. "yeah. you weren't . . trying to kill me back then," you charge at him without warning, but krauser quickly shuts it down; every hook and jab are caught with his forearms.
"i'm not trying to kill you, sweets. you're the one coming at me," his cockiness never changed. your dynamics never changed. he was always mocking you. underestimating you. how couldn't he? you liked acting strong, and he liked putting you in your place. "i must say. i'm very proud of you. you've made it far, if you're assigned with that rookie with the bowl-cuโ,"
"just shut up and fight!"
he clicked his tongue. "i won't fight you. do you wanna die?" you unsheathed your knife, and his golden brows narrowed at you. "if you won't, i will." you no longer wait or hesitate, driving forward and slashing in a lethal curve. he was quicker, however, deflecting your attack with his own blade; your daggers locked against each other with a clang, every collision of sharp ends ignited short-lived sparks.
krauser seems very hell-bent on not fighting you. every reckless, desperate swing is met with a repelling slash. it didn't take long for him to he catch your wrist and disarm you. the knife clanks somewhere, forgotten.
"get offโ!"
the back of your head gratingly meets the hard surface as he pinned you. you groaned, clearly pained. his breath fans over your bleeding lips. "i said . . " he snarled. "โi don't want to fight you." reiterates the former major. clenching a fist, you pound your knuckles against his ribs. "fuck you! i saidโ!" krauser groaned with every blow you landed on his side. "โget the fuck off of me!"
clearly, he's made of steel, as your futile punches had zero effect on him, aside from making him scowl. grabbed by your vest, you're hurled toward the opposite exitโfar from where leon had just fled. "you fucking brat!" his angry voice booms around the room. "you don't get it, do you?" it's terrifying, seeing his shadow hover you like that. he's pissed, that much was obvious.
"you wanna stall me, right? keeping me busy while leon plays hero?"ย
you flinched when he reaches for you, bracing for a blow. but it never comes. instead, his hold only forces you to spring yourself back on your feet. the rest of your weapons, vest, gearโeverythingโare yanked off of your frame. you'd have protested, but his dagger's pressed onto your cheek. the tip threatens to sink into the soft flesh. he traces it down, down to your chin, neck. a red line follows the blade's path, but thankfully, no blood. "then stall me," he purred. "you have aaaaall my attention, sweets." the space between you narrows as krauser leans close. his warm breath tickles the skin under your ear.
"run, if that's what you need. make me work for it,"
a shudder runs through you as his tongue drags up the crook of your neck. "isn't that what you want?" krauser's not amused with your silence, a scowl contorting his scarred visage. he roughly guidesโmore like shoves, actuallyโyou to the door forcefully, urging you to skitter away. "run. i'll even give you a headstart," his muscular arms cross over his chest.
"but when i catch youโwhen, not ifโyou better start praying."
โก
it's adrenaline that pushes you to go forward. you're exhausted, clearly. there wasn't many places to hide in the ruins of this castleโespecially when your footprints on the sand expose you out in the open.ย the stone walls are rickety and decaying, and the dark didn't help at all. you practically throw yourself inside a crumbled archway, using the shadows to camouflage you. funny how you thought you've created distance between you, when his voice echoes not too far from you.
"run, y/n, run!"
that you did, even when you're stumbling in panic. the sand's all over your pants and sweaty skin. there's nowhere else to run toโwith every turn blocked with piles of rubble, curse this fucking place!โbut up, up this collapsed staircase; the first few steps have caved in, and you had to pull yourself up with all your strength. you groaned in struggle, hooking a leg up when the ledge is within reach. you hoped he wouldn't hear you.ย
the breeze is a relief, almost like a reward, as it caressed your cheek. for once, you're given the chance to catch a breather. you tread higher up, only to find that the staircase leads to fucking nowhere but a leap into the abyss. the connecting ramp was clearly destroyed. "fuck."
you tread back down, scanning your surroundings. there must be another exit somewhereโa trapdoor, ladder, anything. you no longer hear the thumping of his boots, or his menacing chucklesโand you're not sure if you should be scared of that or not. squinting, you spot a small opening near the base of the wall. the area's dark, and almost concealed by debris. it's small, but should be big enough for you to squeeze in. him stripping away your gear probably increased your chances.ย ย
"don't let me catch you, y/n!"
an instinctive jolt rushes through you. he's near. too near for your liking. "what's the plan, huh! gonna stay up there?" no, you weren't. you took a deep breath, mentally preparing yourself for the jump. before you could hear him utter another word, you're throwing yourself off the ledge. sure, it was a little higher than you calculated in your head butโ
"eugh!"
you hit the ground in a crouch. at least you heard nothing crack. pain seers in your knees and legs, but you swallow it, forcing yourself to get up. the crevice was right there. you sprinted, jumping over a broken, rusty gate, ducking under wooden beams. your frame drops to the floor, hurriefly pushing yourself into the opening. there's little room to move, but you if you just wriggled into it close enough you couldโ
a squealโyour squealโechoes around the ruins, feeling a strong grip wrapping around your ankle. you're dragged out from your last chance of escape, and carelessly flipped over to your back. you're caged between krauserโs familiar, built arms, and you wanted nothing more than to punch the shit-eating grin off his face.ย
"caught you."ย
his knees are keeping your legs apart whilst he hovered over your body. you're just as feisty and stubborn as he expected, watching you intently as you wriggled. "let go! let me go!" his muscular chest's hammered with weak, frenzied hits. "hey, heyโhey!" he's not hurting you, but god, you were pissing him off. "stop fucking squirming, you bratty littleโhey!" it all happened so fastโa palm on your cheek, and his scarred lips pressed onto yours. this fucker's kissing youโand you, you're . .ย
kissing him back, of course.
it's passionate, charged with frustration. his other hand collects both your wrists, pinning them up above your head. you bite his lip, and he only growls in response. you hated how you actually missed this idiot. missed how his lips devoured yours. missed how he practically shoved his tongue into your mouth. your lungs ached, and in mere seconds, you're out of breath; it's instinct to gasp for air, but you can't exactly do that mid-liplock. canting your head to the side, it's your best attempt in breaking the kiss. but krauser, he's persistent. he's chasing your mouth. starved, deprived of your pretty lips.ย
blood rushes back to your dexterity as he frees your wrists. despite this, you don't wriggle. you don't even push him off. instead, your hands are yanking off his stupid beret, frantically undoing his tactical vest. krauser's none the wiser, breaking the kiss so he could raise his arms and toss away the garment. but he can't keep his hands off of you for more than a minute, and you feel him tugging on the edges of your compression shirt. your eyes widen.ย
"no, don't fuckingโ!"
rrrrrriiipโ!
โก
the locality's echoing with your wanton cries, paired with krauser's grunts and the harsh plap! plap! plap! of your skins slapping against each other. "yeah, baby. i warned you, didn't i?" laughed krauser. "now here you are, getting fucked like a slut," his hips snapped against you harshly and cruelly. his eyes are only glued to your pretty face. a drooling, moaning mess. your clothesโwhat's left of them, anywaysโare crumpled in your hand as the unwantedpleasure courses through you.ย
your back doesn't even feel the discomfort of the ground, or the aches in your body as krauser fucked you. he had that effectโmaking you fucking stupid. you hated it. hated him. "fuck you," you managed to croak out, and krauser punishing you with mean, forceful thrusts. but your words don't phase him, not one bit. if anything, it made his cock twitch as he watched you squirm; watched your pretty cunt struggle to take him. it might be lack of foreplay, or might just be your imagination, but he feels bigger. thicker. veinier.
"what was that?"
he picks up the pace of his speed. from hard and fast to brutal and ferocious. the only wordsโcomprehensible wordsโyou could utter out was his name. "go on. what were you saying?" "fuuuck . .ย f, fuckโ!" your body arched, holding onto his biceps automatically. "hate youโhate you, jack. hate you," you say as your legs wrap around him. "i know, baby. i know you do," he cooed, groping one of your tits; feeling the pink nub rouse under the pads of his fingers.
the added sensation makes you shudder, goosebumps pricking your skin. "but i don't care," you wince as his fingers dig into your waist, sheathing himself to the hilt; he's so ridiculously deep, and you forgot just how he could easily make a visible bulge swell in your lower abdomen. fuckโthe way your eyes widened almost makes him bust.ย
"because," a hand clamps firmly over your mouth, and he starts to rut into you again. your moans are muted by his palm. "becauseโ," seizing one leg, he drapes it up his shoulder closed the gap between your bodies. you tried to pry his hand away, but he only continues to ram your pretty pussy in response. "i know she loves me," now that you were effectively silenced, you could both hear the squelch of your creamy cunt better. "mhhf . . hff . . !"ย
he takes pleasure in breaking you, especially when you make it too fucking easy.ย
"you're so fucking messy. fuck," krauser feels his eyes wanting to roll back. but he can't miss this sight of you. not again. spit is leaking, smearing all over your chin.ย but you can't help it, you poor thingโit just feels too fucking good. his cock's hitting all the right spots, your cervixโstretching you out so painfully good. his stamina was unmatched, too. he's built for this. for you. built to rearrange your insides, to fuck you stupid. "you seem awfully quiet, sweets. what's the matter?" you're pelvic to pelvic, no space left between your sweaty bodies. "jack got your tongue?"
krauser laughs at your pathetic, muffled whimpers whilst he fucked you. so adorable, submissive under his mercy, branded with his canines. he missed this. missed you. "keep runningโumff . . that fucking . . bratty little mouthโhngg, fuckโof yours . . " your pelvis bucks against the roll of his hips; his warning punctuated with mind-numbing slams. "see where that gets you, huh?"ย you're brimming with euphoria, because of him. your cunt's fucking quivering, because of him. you're long due to show him some gratitude.
a gasp escapes you when krauser finally retreats his hand from your mouth. as expected, it's covered in your saliva. a tight coil forms in your stomach, it's coming so quickly, and krauser knew from the moment you couldn't keep your hips still. "cumming? already?" you nodded pathetically, and krauser chuckles at the stupefied look on your face. you're starting to feel lightheaded. dizzy. the pleasure is overwhelming and ridiculously addictive. your orgasm was right there, just a few more snapping of his hips and then you'll be โ
your eyesโwhich you hadn't realized were closedโhad just flashed open, as an obnoxious and familiar ring reverberates in the area. beside you, actually.
shit.
"oh?"
shitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitโ
clarity fills that emptying head of yours, and you slap his arm in panic. your radio was within an arm's reach. within krauser's reach, and a mischievous grin finds its way onto krauser's handsome face. your orgasm quickly dies down, and you whined, squirming yet feeling your cunt spasm. your body had a knack for bertraying you, huh?ย
"let's give this rookie a little show, shall we?"
"no, no, don'tโ!"
you don't see where krauser positions the radio, and you don't wanna know. you needed to get your head back in the game, and get this big brute off of yโ
"y/n!? y/n, are you there?!"
both your legs are now in krauserโs hold, and you tried to squirm when he pressed the second one to your chest, too. โleoโoooohโโก!?โ your voice fails you, as krauser begins to pummel into you again. โdonโt you fucking dare,โ krauser locks you in place, his body pinning your legs up and securing you in a mean mating press. you recognize that look on his faceโangry. possessive. "jack, wait, waiโ!"ย
he wastes no seconds in fucking you hard, ensuring the head of his cockโs grazing over that sensitive, spongy nub again and again. your eyes are rolling back, and you just can't bring yourself to tell him to stop. "she's busy, leon. can't you hear that?" krauser gruffly coos, fucking you ferociously. the speed his hips are goingโit's inhuman. you can barely stay lucid.ย
โwhatโre you doing to her?! if you've hurt her, i swear toโ!"
humiliation seeps through your body as you couldn't control your whimpers. leon could hear it. hell, everyone could hear it. "hurt? bitch please, rookie. listen to her," krauser shuts up for a moment, highlighting your mewls. "does she sound hurt to you? c'mon, sweets. tell him," you feel him cage your head with his arms, face buried in the crook of your neck and effectively trapping you. he's hitting deeperโyou don't know how, but he doesโthe tip nudging at your womb again and again.
โoh godโoh god," you sobbed, holding on to the blonde; his skin decorated with your claws. "he's . . he's not hurtingโ not hurting me," krauser lets out a feral groan, feeling your leaking pussy twitch. "you're tightening up, babe. didn't know you were into . . ah . . hnnggโ. . fuck . . something like this," krauser feels his own spit dribble down his chin. he could feel every ounce of his weariness, especially in his hips, but fuckโthe pleasure that you gave him made up for all the wrong things in the world.ย ย
"y/n, i'll be right there, i'll find you, i promise."
no . . no. he can't. leon can't take you away from him.ย
the thrusts that followed became hateful. he fucked you like he hated you. "tell himโtell him to leave you," he growled. "now. or i won't make you fucking cum," you squealed when his teeth sink into your skin. it's unfair that he expects that from you! "n, noโ, please . . " you managed to utter out. "just go, please . . oh, fuckโ?!" you feel the exact moment when krauser finally bullies his tip past the tender barrier flesh of your cervix. krauser lets out a guttural sound, a shiver running down his back as his orgasm comes ridiculously close.
"just let her go, krauser!"
krauser only laughs in between heavy panting, tilting his head up so his voice would be more audible. "let her go?" krauser cradled your face, a thumb tracing the edges of your glistening lips. "you can't let go of someone who doesn't want to leave," 'specially when his cock's splitting you open so so good! you can't get enough of him . . god, your pussy's fuckin' clenchin' down on him so fucking nicely.ย
"y/n, if you can hear meโdon't let him break you!"
leon's become irrelevant to you, in your stupefied state. the only thing that mattered was krauserโthis cock stretching you. krauser clicked his tongue. "did y'hear that, baby? or are you too fucking cockdrunk to even hear him?" "a, aaahn . . โก w, what?"ย you didn't even register leon's voice, not when krauser did everything he could to successfully fuck you stupid. thinking was difficultโ'specially when it's easier to just let your mouth run. when it's just easier to moan, to let your cunt take all of him as he pounded you in a crazed manner. it was so easy to slip in and slide out of you, easy to coax out such beautiful noises despite how uncouth you are.
the coil in krauser's stomach jus' keeps tightening and tightening. he's sloppier with the pistoning of his hips, but he needs to cum. needs to fucking creampie you. and he can feel it too, with how much your pretty cunt's pulsating around him. how your moans have picked up in pitch. "gonna cum, slut?" he whispered. you nodded vigorously. "do you deserve it, huh?" he whispered in your ear.ย
"yesโ! yes, god . . please. pleasepleasepleaseโwanna cum," it was impossible to buck your hips, but if you could, you damn well would. "gonna . . argh . . gonna let me cum inside you, y/n?" sweat drips from krauser's forehead, feeling his own release creeping in. "yes! yesโyes, please. jus' need to cum. please, please,โก . ." you dumbly plead, krauser realizes that you'll just about do anythin' as long as you get to cumโmuch to his glee.
"you're real nasty, sweets. askin' the enemy to fuckin' fill you up,"ย
just a few more thrusts and you'll be spritzin' your filthy juices on him. but his thrusts come to a complete halt, all of his girth in you and stuffing you completely full as ropes of his thick, warm cum floods your womb. it automatically spills, overflowing and leaking from your creampied cunt, droplets of white slowly oozing out and dripping to your ass.ย "y/n . . y/n . . pleaseโfuck . . love your cunt. love you . . " krauser's mindlessly babbling. "go 'head, cum for me, c'mooooon . . fuck, fuck!"ย
overstimulation makes him quiver, makes him whine. but he needs you to cum, needs you to squirt for him and rub in leon's face his victory. "h, haaahh . . 'm cumming. fuckfuckfuckfuckโ oh godโโก!" he feels how your cunt's spasmin' for him, how you're gushing all over him and soaking him with your juices. krauser brings his lips to yours, kissing you as he helps you ride out your high. you were barely kissing him back, the best you can do was suck on his tongue in your fucked out state. "mhff . . " he hummed, lazily devouring your mouth.ย
krauser grinned against the kiss, letting your legs down and rest on his sides; and krauser chuckles when he sees how they were visibly shaking. you whine when he slowly slips out from your cunt, and he can't help but admire the mess he made out of you. your gaping hole, twitching whilst cum slowly dripped out . . it's as beautiful as he remembers it. weariness is taking a toll on you, and you can no longer control how your eyes are slowly fluttering shut. the rest is a blur, and you only hear leon's voice echo in your ears.ย
"don't worry, y/n! i'm coming for you!"
wondering why it became so cold all of a sudden, you open your eyes. krauser's lifted himself away from your writhing form. you watch him crush the walkie with just his hand, a soft crunch filling the silence before he lets its pieces clatter on the floor. "rookie's wasting his time," he laments, crouching over you and stroking your cheek.
"you're not goin' anywhere. gonna take good care of you, y/n."
extended ending:
"the tracker said she should be right . . "
lifting his gaze from his watch, leon climbs over a broken, rusted gate.ย
"here."
but no you. just the shredded fabric of your shirt and what remains of your walkie. "you sure? that doesn't look like our amiga," luis crouches over to pick something up. first, the shredded cloth. second, a red, blinking something. "ella no estรก aquรญ. i'm sorry, leon," leon snatches it out of luis's hand. [ she's not here. i'm sorry, leon. ] "dammit!"
in the distance is the familiar thrumming sound of a helicopter and its blades, disturbing the silence and the stillness as they both feel the rumbling in the ground. both men wordlessly and hurriedly sprint towards the direction of the chopper, jumping over collapsed beams and debris, and it didn't take long for them to spot the familiar, muscular build of the former military man. his back was adorned with red scratches and of course, youโspecifically your armsโas you draped limply on his shoulder.ย
"krauser!"
krauser turns, looking over his unoccupied shoulder with the most bored look on his face. "you never quit, do you?" he scoffed, observing leon's movement closely. before he could draw his gun, krauser's already tossing over a flash grenade, and its detached pin with it. leon and luis shield their eyes as the flash temporarily disorients them both.
"you won't get away with this!"ย
"oh, but i will. besides, she's better off with me,"
by the time they had composed themselves, the chopper's flying offโand you with it.
end.ย
dedicated to: @gremlinfuck
A/N: sorry if it's not how you envisioned itfskjdskfjsdkjf . i'm sorry TT
โโน a/n: wow. first fic in a while, and in a new fandom. it feels like i need to learn how to write all over again. its not the best, but thanks if you read or like it lmao
You knew Toji was never the most dignified person, to say the least. However, this time he had crossed the line. You spent weeks searching your shared apartment high and low. Going through old bags, under your bed, even in the clean laundry you had recently packed away. Nothing. You thought it was funny at first, clothes go missing in the wash all the time, right? You kept thinking to yourself. They'll turn up eventually!
Though time and time again, when it came to laundry night, and you took out your washing from the machine, more and more of your underwear went missing.
"Really, another pair?" You muttered to yourself, reaching inside the machine to find it was empty, "But I put them in!"
You sighed, feeling defeated.
"Looking for these?"
You heard a voice ask you, a voice belonging to who you hoped to be your temporary roommate, Toji Fushiguro. You don't even remember how you two ever crossed paths. You needed a roommate, and he needed somewhere to live- and by some dumb luck, he entered your life.
You looked behind to see him, tight black top and lazy grey sweatpants, clearly not been up for long and had a faint sweat to him. There, clutching in his fist, a pair of your pretty pink undies. Your face heated in embarrassment. He flung them at you, hitting you in the chest.
"They were behind the kitchen door, don't leave them around it's just plain nasty...yeah?"
You nodded slightly as he retreated to his bedroom, shutting the door. You looked down at the pair, the pair you clearly remember putting into your laundry basket to get washed. However, they still were not washed; in fact, they looked...worse. crumpled, musky. You looked at them in slight disgust, suspicious as to where they had been. You felt disgusted at even thinking Toji would have had them; you were too embarrassed that he even found them. You chucked them back into the wash and went about your day.
Time went past, and you and Toji had a quiet, yet slightly awkward dinner. You sat on the sofa as he sat at the dining table- no words were spoken between you. He retired to his bedroom after, leaving his dishes on the side for you to wash up, again. You sighed, tapping the fork against your empty bowl, trudging to the kitchen made messy by yours truly. You dumped your bowl next to his, debating whether to wash up. You were no better than him, as in this moment, you chose to relax, going back to the sofa with a blanket in hand.
"...nng...mmfph.. f-fuck..."
your eyes wearily opened, blurred vision as you tried to focus on the clock opposite to you. 10:30? 11pm? was it? you stretched your arms and let out a yawn as you were mentally preparing yourself to go to your room. You swung your legs off the sofa, hand in head as you went to stand up.
"...hah...nng"
Your eyes shot open as what seemed like perverted noises drifted through your apartment, maybe a little louder than intended. Your face grew warm as you looked over to the room they were escaping from, Toji's. Maybe he thought you had already gone to bed; it was late after all, and normally you would have been asleep. You breathed slowly, biting your lip, trying not to make any loud breaths. His noises grew slowly louder. And as they did, your heart quickened, body growing sweaty, and a familiar warm feeling daring to travel down south.
You squeezed your thighs together, feeling warm, dirty and lustful all at the same time. God, were you really this deprived that you'd listen to your roommate get off? your legs tensed.
"o-oh god...f-fuck.. aha that's it"
Your hand shot to your mouth as you clutched the pillow that was next to you. Was he alone? You heard no one else in his room; his low voice was becoming hypnotic as you heard him chant several swearing. Sex filled guilt flooded your brain as you pulled down the band of your pants slowly, knowing you shouldn't risk undressing in the communal areas as it wasn't the most socially acceptable as you placed the thick pillow you once had hold of, in between your thighs. You moved to sit cross-legged, delicious pressure drove into your clit as the pillow rubbed against it.
"ohh..."
You quietly let out, relieving some of the tension Toji was causing for you. You grabbed onto the sofa cushion, balancing yourself as you rocked your body against the pillow, eyes deadlocked onto his door. Your free hand moved, gliding against your chest, dying to unhook your bra, rubbing slightly to get any sort of pleasure, leaving you more frustrated than before. You stretched yourself out, leaning your body forward, grabbing onto the arm of the chair as your clit hit against the pillow in the most perverse way, your head was tucked in between your arms, biting your top to muffle any moans as your tits bounced against the fabric.
You were left vulnerable in this position, in your own world entirely, chasing an orgasm you couldn't quite catch, hand coming down to squeeze your breast. You couldn't hear that Toji's moaning had stopped, nor that the sofa was quite, in fact, squeaky.
"Christ, I didn't know you were such a perv?"
You sat back so fast you felt like your soul had left your body, as there in front of you, Toji Fushiguro was standing. with a shit-eating grin and an obvious hard-on in his pants. All the language you had ever known left your body as mumbled, slurred words tried to escape you as Toji caught you as you were about to finish. You reached for the blanket quickly, but Toji was quicker.
"I almost felt bad..." Toji began, as from his pocket, your green lacy underwear was wrapped between his fingers. "jacking it to these every night...i thought... I'm such a disgusting man..." He continued as he dropped the stained panties onto your lap, "but now I see this, my innocent roomie humping herself stupid on our pillows... well... I've seen it all".
Toji slowly sat himself down, a dangerous look in his eyes.
"T-Toji, i can, i- uh" Toji laughed, brushing a finger against your red, hot cheek.
"You can explain? I somehow doubt that" he chuckled. "Little miss voyeur over here couldn't help herself over her roommate getting himself off?"
"Did I ruin it? Did I wreck that precious orgasm of yours?"
You whimpered against his words, wanting to run away and never look back. You looked down at the panties Toji had threw at you, clearly had been used to catch his spillage. you looked away, somewhat feeling a little disgusted at what he had been doing, a little hypocritical , no?
"dirty slut", Toji murmured to himself, grabbing you by the nape of the neck, pulling you into him harshly. Toji devoured you into a kiss. Your mouth instantly opened at the sheer quickness of him, and his tongue smoothly entered, teasing you ever so delightfully. He guided you down off the sofa, planting you directly in front of him. Pulling you up so you were hovering over his waist, now that he sat himself on the sofa.
"Go on..." he hinted, with an outrageous smile on his face.
You grabbed onto his pants, pulling them down, no underwear to be seen on him. Your hands traced against his muscular thighs teasingly, starting at his knees and gliding them up to his hips- feeling him. His dick stood up rock-hard, with a deep reddish tip that was already leaking heavily. Your two hands hesitantly wrapped around the base, showing the sheer size of him. He nodded at you, as if to say 'yes'. You smirked as you grabbed your panties from the sofa, wrapping them around his cock as you lightly jerked him off, hands gently twisting around his tip as he leaked more. Your mouth slowly came up to his tip, giving him slow, wet kisses on the slit before enveloping him whole as your mouth widened to fit hid angry head into your hot mouth. His hand came to grip your hair, tangling his fingers into your locks, creating tension and the ability to control your movement.
"Who taught you this, ey. You're filthy, so goddamn dirty, dirty fucking slut-"
He insulted at you as pressure from his hand pushed you deeper and deeper onto him. In a not so gently, desperate way. You tried refraining from gagging at the sudden fullness in your mouth. Your breath hitched as your mouth became full, beginning to steady yourself and breath through your nose. Drool from your mouth dribbled down him, pooling at his base- which you used as lube on him on his remaining length. you swirled your tongue around him, again and again. as your fingers traced around his base, and tightly squeezing at his base
Toji, hand still in hair, dragged you back off him, with no warning. Spit trailing from your mouth as you looked up at him dumbly, catching your breath. with you on your knees he pulled you up by the hair, leaning forward to nip and leave soft bites at your collar bone, you shivered in excitement. His bites softly turned to sucks and he left several marks on your lower neck. refraining to moan or let out any other noise, you could see he looked displeased.
"Don't wanna finish so quick" He huffed into your ear. "Let's say we take this further, huh?"
...
โโน a/n 2. this was made with a second part in mind.
โ. ๐ ห i imagine Eddie and volt to be big on bar games, be it pool or darts- wearing racy undies when bending over the pool table to tease your boys will never get old, placing a hand on their back when they do it, light touches throughout the game until its over until youre all built up and high on tension
cw: nipple play. afab terminology. thigh riding. dry humping. oral fem receiving.
notes: After I discovered Luke I knew it was my birth right to make my personality all about him, since the fandom being quite new and all there was not much smutty Luke fics, so he's my contributing Luke nation!! I don't have much experience writing smut so I do apologise. enjoy.
wc: 2.3k
The forest was cold and bitter, and on a day like today you couldn't wait until you hit your next post. The cosy rustic vibes, the soothing warm bath, the relaxing cup of coffee. It is all you could of asked for on this mission of yours. You've stayed in two cabins so far in this journey, the first one was ran down, gaps in the logs and a faulty lock, the second one not so much better. It was the wishful thinking that kept you going on this mission, wishing you could have a smidgen of comfort on your next rest. Luke was a few steps ahead of you, his fiery and adventurous demeanour not faltering once. His confidence in this mission is what calmed your nerves about leaving the comfort of your home, always alert, always focused. It is something you admired in him strongly.
You never remembered how you ended up in this situation. It started with the dateviators, then talking to your furniture, then one day speaking to this eccentric microwave you had hidden in the corner of your kitchen. His strife in his believes about the Magnetron and some nuclear bomb had you interested. At first scared, but utterly intrigued in this man. Hopefully your curiosity won't get you killed, just a fun story to tell for when you and Luke get home.
Luke carried possibly every survival gear you could imagine. Knives, a stove, multiple spare clothes and hell, the man bought a tent. You giggled when you first left the house, thinking he looked like such a dork, whilst you had a rucksack with a few -minimal essentials- knowing you were staying in cabins and you could just 'suck it up' if things got rough for a night.
The skies turned dark as rain clouds above you set in, maybe it was time for you to eat your words at this point. You held your hand out as if to catch raindrops, but nothing came except from a slight rumble in the sky. "Ranger". Luke stopped in his tracks, turning around to address you. "The storms setting in, we can set up camp here for the night." Luke grinned as he knew his gear would come in handy despite your disapproval. Luke looked around the immediate area for the perfect spot, ignoring your protests behind him as you try getting his attention to what was happening right now.
"What? Nonono, we have the cabin" You wailed in frustration, Luke chuckled and slumped off his oversized bag. "The winds picking up and we still have several miles to go, I don't want you hiking at night, its dangerous". He explained to you in a soft tone as he was setting up your tent for the night, him putting your safety first made your heart flutter, you cringed at yourself for swooning over the bare minimum. You watched as Luke set up the tent next to several bushes, he was squatted on the floor- arms flexing as his top clung to him due to sweat and the light rain that began. You stood there, not remembering when you began seeing Luke like this and not just as a friend. It felt like a switch went off from where you saw him as this boy deluded in make believe to primal man that you couldn't help have slightly inappropriate thoughts of. You bit you lip, trying to supress any more thoughts of Luke pop up in your head as he finished fixing up the tent, making sure it was sturdy and safe for the night.
Lightning crackled and thunder roared as the night went on, nightfall hit very quick, you had a final look out of the tent- seeing nothing but but trees shake and rain hit the ground, you zipped up the tent and locked it. You decided you should try and get comfy for the night, just as Luke was doing, you dragged your backpack towards you, trying to find your sleeping bag and a few extra hoodies. shit. you looked in a panic around your bag as you couldn't find your sleeping bag. shit.shit.shit. nononono.
You sighed in frustration as you realised you did not have the one thing Luke told you to bring. You looked over a look at Luke to see he had already bundled himself up in blankets and a sleeping bag, along with a roll mat to keep him from being on the cold floor, unlike you who couldn't even feel her own ass. You sighed, knowing tonight was going to be a rough one for you. You put on a sweater followed by a hoodie, and two extra pair of socks in hopes it would keep the heat in. you lied down in the squished space you had, trying to get comfy.
You avoided eye contact with Luke for rest the evening, in fact, you tried your best to be minimal with him in general, he could tell something was off, he looked too nervous to pry. You felt shame in the thoughts you had of him, you thought if you ignored him then the thoughts would go away, and boy you were wrong.
It didn't help that Luke packed a 2 man tent, you could barely move without touching him, even when still you were still within an inch of him. Every so often you'd feel his body heat as he breathed and for a second you felt warm spread through you, relaxing you. You were both lied down at this point, you curled up on you side in your hoodies, facing Luke. Whilst Luke was in his sleeping bag on his back, resting his head on his arm- seeming to be accustomed to the cold weather. You tried shutting your eyes, thinking you wouldn't be cold if you were asleep, Luke shifted and his hand brushed your arm, he gasped quietly. "You're freezing" Luke had slight worried expression on his face. "You're going to get sick". You mumbled an incoherent response as your face was snuggled into your clothes. You heard a zip from beside you and uncovered your face to see Luke's sleeping bag undone on your side, he looked at you sternly. "You're not catching your death, get in". He told you. You couldn't lie, but him giving you orders made you feel all tingly.
You shifted slightly into his sleeping bag, surprised it could fit both of you. "take your hoodie off, you'll warm up quicker against my body heat" You sat in awkwardness as you slowly took off your hoodie, Luke kept his arm out so you could lie on it, or more his chest with his arm wrapped around you. You were lying into him, hand resting on his chest, moving as he breathed. Your limbs stiffly intertwining with Luke's as you tried making yourself comfy. Luke let out a laugh at your bashfulness. You moved your leg so it was wrapped over Luke's thigh, hugging more into him, you swallowed nervously as his muscles flexed, causing it to put quick pressure on your sensitive area. You tensed your fist, trying to take your mind off what your body and mind was trying to think. Luke hummed. you looked at him in reaction to see his face slightly flushed, breathing slightly heavier.
"I.. uh" Luke began, but never finishing. Instead, Luke turned to face you, moving his leg, pushing it between your legs further, so it was firmly pressed against your core. You giggled out a breathy moan as the contact felt good. A little too good. You looked wide eyed at him, did he do this on purpose? Luke let out a soft chuckle. "you can..." he whispered, almost as if he lost the ability to talk, he tucked your hair behind your ear, leaning in closer so his forehead was touching yours. you nodded, somewhat nervously with your eyes heavy.
You shifted your hips against his leg, shifting yourself upwards so you were more on his thigh, using your arm for leverage. You gently rocked yourself on him, sweet and quiet moans released from you as you were embarrassed to look up at Luke. You felt yourself struggle for release, continuously rubbing yourself against him trying to soothe your frustration. "Struggling, Ranger?" Luke teased. His strong arms snaked down your body landing either side of your hips, a brief giggle fell from your lips as his feathered touch tickled you. Luke used his thumbs to gently pull down your underwear and pants slightly, exposing your sensitivity, you used this opportunity to climb onto him, the fabric of the sleeping bag kept you tight against Luke's manhood. Luke let out a low, guttural groan, his hands steading you, he reached down to unbuckle his belt, shuffling his pants down. Hands placing back on your hips you began the swift movement of gliding against him
"O-oh, Luk--"
"That's Soldier, to you"
Luke interrupted, grinning like he had something wicked in mind, you let out gasps of pleasure upon his remark. He reached up to your chest, softly stroking the skin around your nipple, ever so gently brushing the back of his fingers against them earning sweet noises from you. Every touch, every sensation he caused to your body made you jolt in excitement. Luke's hand swarmed to your back as he sat himself up, keeping you tight against him. He leaned his head down to finish off what his fingers started. His tongue swirled around your bud, mouth enclosed around it creating a suction like effect as his other hand had been, pinching, flicking, squeezing the other. Luke's teeth grazed your chest as you picked up speed.
"Oh, S-soldier..." you mewled embarrassingly.
"that's it, Darling, keep going"
Your hand wrapped around the back of his head, keeping him against your plush breast, as your hips shuddered against his growing erection. You groaned out as pleasure raced through your body, encompassing you in your first orgasm of the night. Your movements slowed down as you rode him, coming down from your high. Your head rested on his should breathing deeply. You moved down slightly to see his underwear covered in your mess, You placed soft kisses on his neck as he let out a hushed whimper. Hands yet again roaming your body.
"Let me take care of you" He begged, using his hand to force you to maintain eye contact with him, you nodded at him with a smile. Excited, in both senses, to see what his plans were. Luke gently flipped you on your back, finally undoing the restrictive sleeping bag he soon grew to despise. Luke shuffled down, leaving wet kisses down from your navel, past your hip and to your thighs. His strong arms wrapped around your hips keeping your from squirming from him. Luke hummed and chuckled as you squealed and squirmed, leaving small hickeys in your inner thigh. Your hands raced to lukes arms, grabbing onto them for dear life. Luke began slowly kisses upwards, Luke kissed your clit. It felt like explosions shot off through you as you let out a unrestrained mewl, this made Luke go wild, Luke kissed it again, and again. His burning breath making the sensation feel amazing, you felt small licks, then every so often his lips would purse around your bud, tugging it gently. He moved down slightly, nose bumping against your clit as his tongue snaked its way inside of your sopping hole, he gave it 2, slow, deep licks before removing himself. You cried out to him, trying to move him closer to you again, missing the pleasure he so graciously gave you.
"God, look at you" He teased" Doing so good for your Soldier here"
He kissed his way back up to you, biting your lip softly allowing for his tongue to enter, tasting yourself on him. He used one of his hands to remove his underwear, giving his sensitive member a few strokes- despite him being hard for you already. You gave him a reassuring nod, letting him know you were ready for it, that you were craving him. Luke lined himself up and rubbed his tip against you, your juices coating him. Luke could slide in with ease, which he did until he bottomed out. You let out a high-pitch squeal as you could feel him kiss your cervix. Ever so slowly, pulling himself back out and in again, driving you insane. "Fuck" Luke grunted, doing his best not to drill into you. "Please, please Luke" You whined as you wrapped your legs lightly around him, pulling his dick in you deeper "fuck me, please, like you mean it, just fuck--" You couldn't even finish your pleas before Luke rammed himself into you at a strong pace, using his hands to pull you into him, it felt like he was bullying you, low- masculine grunts fell from Luke's mouth as he drilled his way into you. Your body shook at the force, helpless cries of pleasure releasing from you as he hit your g-spot, you could sense Luke was close, his noises becoming stuttered. He reached down to pleasure your clit with his thumb, placing firm pressure onto it causing you to buck into him. He didn't give you a sense of rest, his hand slapped firmly onto your clit as you couldn't help but release a second wave of pleasure. You practically cried out as his cock was now bullying your cervix as he continued to thrust harsh into you as he finished inside of you, riding out both of your orgasms. He slipped out of you, in disbelief of what just happened. Stroking your thigh as you legs shook from pleasure.
โ. ๐ ห i absolutely love the headcanons that Eddie has the 'no fucking at the bar' rule and you and volt breaking it. I love reading these so much. Like yes, love moody Eddie getting mad at it and teaching you, possibly volt, a lesson, which ultimately breaks his own rule. Or Eddie just becoming a voyeur watching you and volt do it.
I won't lie, its hot, I just read one and saw a theme- which i love reading omg
โ. ๐ ห is it too stereotypical to hc that volt and eddie are into electro-stimulation, is that what its called?
Like imagine volt tracing his fingertips up your back, lightly giving you gently, zaps of electric that run through you in the best way,
Or Eddie using this in a more sinister way, using it to overstimulate you, tease you, have you wince in pain as you ask him to do it more as you crave the feeling
โ. ๐ ห I've just finished luke nukem's story and... like... the one sleeping bag trope and mentions you to be naked oh my god its like the fics write themselves.
You and Luke out on a mission, not making it to your post in time leaving you out wild camping for the night, you didn't bring a sleeping bag because you expected cabin sleep, luke did, because its luke AND OMG I JUST WANNA WRITE
โ. ๐ ห i absolutely love the headcanons that Eddie has the 'no fucking at the bar' rule and you and volt breaking it. I love reading these so much. Like yes, love moody Eddie getting mad at it and teaching you, possibly volt, a lesson, which ultimately breaks his own rule. Or Eddie just becoming a voyeur watching you and volt do it.
I won't lie, its hot, I just read one and saw a theme- which i love reading omg
โ. ๐ ห i like to imagine Volt (possibly eddie) having lightning shaped stretch marks- especially around the thighs and hips, which makes it one of your favourite places to touch, leave kisses, tease on him. I imagine him to grunt softly everytime you (or eddie) trace your fingers, sometimes tongue on them, he tenses his fists, trying not to grab your hair.
This riles Volt up drastically, he squirms underneath you, hot m sweaty, begging you to touch him more, to touch him elsewhere. Bonus points if he's tied up
โหเฟ shush i wanna write a fic of volt being teased n tied up
โ. ๐ ห Bar owner!Eddie who doesn't understand why there's missing stock; bar tender!Volt whose been flirting and giving you free drinks ever since you stepped through the doors
โ. ๐ ห so incredibly down bad for Hank 3, need him carnally, want to flirt and embarrass him. Watch him go red in the face, watch him stutter. All what he loves doing to others. Something about a man going weak and a begging mess is incredibly hot
notes: this is my first fic in the date everything fandom, I don't normally write fics so I may do this in two parts, enjoy <33
"We're doing this all for you, Darling" Volt cooed into Eddie's ear, tracing light touches into his bare chest. Eddie's cheeks and ears were tinted in a flushed pink, barely visible in the dimmed lights of the Breaker Box after hours. Volt chuckled, amused at the predicament you were in as he leaned over the nibble and lick the shell of Eddie's ear.
Eddie grunted and shifted his hips upwards in response, trying to obtain whatever friction he could from you. You lightly straddled his waist, just grazing him, as you rocked back and forth slowly. Volt was kneeled next to you, stroking your back, dragging his hand up your back to rest on your shoulder.
"Put your full weight on him, Live Wire" Volt whispers. "God, just look at him under you". Eddie's eyes gazed up to yours, desperate for some type of release. You widened your legs until your whole weight was on him and Eddie let out a whimper at the pressure. A chuckled was heard from behind you as Volt took his place, one hand gripped your stomach as he pressed his pelvis against your ass. His other hand snaking up to land on your breasts as he rocks himself against you, pushing you against Eddie. You and Eddie both let out a guttural moan at Volts mercy.
Eddie's hand flew to your thighs, gripping onto them for support as he tried to rock you and bring you more closer to him, he felt estatic, no thought could conjure in his mind as he was being sensually rubbed against by you with the help of his best friend.
"Aww, he's so desperate for you" Volt cooed slyly. "You're doing such a good job, Live Wire". He says to you, leaving wet kisses down your neck as you arched your back. "Maybe you can do this on your own now?" He whispered in your ear as he removed himself from you, a little too quick from your liking.
You continued to dry hump Eddie through your dampened underwear, visibly getting more sweaty and desperate for some sort of release, But Volt wouldn't let that happen so easily, would he. Volt pulled up his dark velvet chair and sat watching the two of you, feverishly running his hand over his own pants, teasing himself. The sight of Volt could've made your mouth water. He slumped back, stretching his legs out and wide, resting his head in his hand, smirking at the fact he knew you enjoyed this.
"Enjoy what you see, Princess?" He asked you, not breaking the eye contact as he undid his zipper, revealing a toe curling bulge in his boxers. You didn't break eye contact with him as Eddie's slight thrust back against you wound you up more and more.
The sight of the two men, sweaty, light moans drove you insane. You rested your hands either side of Eddie's stomach as you thrusted back against him, joining him in sync, the texture of his boxers grinded against your core in the more divine way, you whined out as you felt Eddie's hands now gripping your hips, helping you to rub yourself against him. You shuddered and shook your hips rapidly, embarrassingly, trying to not loose the high you were chasing. Your body crumpled as you let out a cry of several moans, your core twitching as you orgasmed for the first time tonight. You put your hands on your mouth, trying to comprehend the experience that just happened, attempting to catch your breath. You looked down at Eddie who had his eyes closed, letting out pants himself. "God that was, unreal" Eddie spoke, for the first time of the night.
Your eyes turned to Volt, who now had a dark patch on his underwear where he'd obviously finished himself- trying his best not to let anyone know he finished himself watching the two of you.
"So.." Volt chirped, brushing his hair back out of his face "the night has just begun"
notes: it's short and not well written. but damn a girl can try, this might be a two parter
โ. ๐ หVolt and eddie, smut. But it's you and volt absolutely teasing and tormenting Eddie who is writhing underneath you both, gasping and panting
๊ฅ Synopsis: After months of working under Caleb, you made a catastrophic mistake that led Caleb to punish you fittingly
โCharacter: Caleb
โSeries: Love and Deep space
โWord count: 1,3k
You've worked under Caleb for almost a year now, doing boring, mundane paperwork as an office lacky. You couldn't complain, the pay was extortionate making city life comfortable for you. You didn't grasp what Caleb's exact job was, you knew he was a colonel of the fleet space, other than that he kept his work life quite secretive. Your interactions with the colonel were kept minimal, there was an aura about him. Dark, obsessive, eerie. You couldn't put your finger on it, your peers say to not cross him, they say to keep your head down and just work. They say he looks at you a certain way, like ownership, like you're prey and he's the hunter. You couldn't help but enjoy the non-existent powerplay your peers had created, like some cat and mouse game, but you keep silent and do your paperwork-- until the unfortunate mistake you made.
"Are you serious?" Caleb scowled, visibly angered. His eyebrows furrowing and hat ever so slightly hiding his eyes. He stood tall over his desk. "Do you even realise what you have done here?"
You had no clue what to say, he made you be at a loss for words in this moment, you tried looking calm- looking serious, not as if you were about to burst into tears at this very second.
"This is multiple emails, top secret government plans, leaked" Caleb exclaimed "LEAKED". Caleb was furious, his fists balled tightly and jaw clenched. Your mistake was catastrophic for his secretive plans he had going on. You set him back months if not years. You tried to think about anything else other than his anger. Like how anger suited him, or his leather gloves, or his stern expression. Anything to make this feel better for yourself.
"Are you even listening to me? I had high expectations for you." He said, in somewhat defeat. He stepped back from his desk with those darkened, lustful eyes. The eyes you were warned about. He walked around behind you and you heard the door lock, you did nothing but look in front of you, heart quickening. You heard his footsteps behind you stopping at the chair, he leaned over you- one hand on the chair, his head next to your ear. "You know, I've been thinking..." Caleb began. "...about you... and how a sweet, innocent, lady like you would work for me?"
You swallowed, you looked up to him "All the bad, bad things your co-workers say about me... and yet my sweet, little lamb stays... here in my grips.." Caleb says slowly, dragging out his works, almost to tease you. He grabs your chin with his index finger and thumb and turns your face to him, moving the chair as well. "C-Caleb i-" You tried to speak. "no. its sir to you, or colonel if that suits you better" Caleb interrupted . You froze in your place as a grin appears on his face. The dynamic grew stronger.
"Every rule you break? any future defiances?. it will be repaid in full." He spoke lowly, almost a whisper. Both hands travelled down your body, landing on your breasts, applying sweet pressure. "Don't you agree, darling?" He asked. You nodded, words intimidated to leave your mouth. "... use your words"
"Y-yes, sir" You replied to him as the smirk turned sly. "Good girl."
Caleb hands massaged your breasts through your clothes, your clothes too thick to feel him, but the warm seeped through. He tucked his head into your neck, placing his lips against your bare neck. your body fell warm incredibly quick, he left wet, open kisses up to your jaw, he bit gently on your ear lobe, tugging it slightly. It hated to admit it but it felt so good. You knew what you were doing was wrong in every way possible, But you let it happen.
Caleb unbuttoned your top from behind to open up your bra to him, he slid his hands underneath the fabric, hands being trapped between your breasts and the fabric of your bra. He shifted his fingers so they rubbed against your nipples, betraying you as they hardened. he gently used his middle fingers to flick your nipples, the sensation of pleasure running like electric through your body. "Oh, darling likes this, huh?" He says cockily, as your head leans back on the headrest, biting your lip. He kisses slow again, from your jaw to your collarbone as he toys with your breasts in all the right ways.
Getting more lustful caleb pulls up your bra, a little hastily, he kneads your breast before giving them slight pinches alighting whispered moans from you. He kisses you on the cheek, as if you were being rewarded for making noise. Before spinning you around to face him, his hand went up to stroke your face. "Do you want more, darling?" you merely looked up at him and he knew your answer. Caleb lifted you up and carried you over to the sofa, he stood you up just before it and sat down, pulling you on him, back against him.
Caleb used this to his advantage and unzipped yours skirt, pulling down your underwear and off, which he pocketed. You lied back half naked on Caleb's rough, leather clothes as his hands run down your now dampened hole. your breath hitched as you felt his warm hand touch you where you only touch yourself. He was teasing, circling around your clit and hole slowly. Dipping hid fingers closer every time. "How would my darling like me to touch her?" He asked, dipping his head in your neck, latching on, sucking your neck. The only noise you could make was shameful moans as he was toying with you, you wriggled your hips, trying to align yourself with his fingers. the tips of his fingers now in your hole. "I see, you are a naughty one, ain't ya" Caleb teased playfully "If you want it, let me see you do it"
You could practically melt away at the moment, knowing what he asked you to do. you moved your body down, swallowing up his middle two fingers, you let out a delightful sigh being ever so slightly filled. you moved your hips on him, using his arms as leverage. his free hand was toying with nipples as you used him for pleasure. It was bliss, it was dirty, you felt so dirty for doing this with your boss. maybe you should fuck up more, right? You let out an array of dirty moans, getting off on the faint groans Caleb was letting out. you moved your hips faster, his hand moving slightly at the same place, making you feel him deeper.
"Do you wanna cum, darling?" He asked you, ever so casually, in a low and sultry voice, his voice could practically make you finished if he kept talking. He didn't even wait for a response, he could feel you wanted it. Caleb adjusted slightly making you pause, he took this advantage to hold down your pubic area with his free hand and move his fingers himself, at a somewhat rough pace, hitting you as deep as he could. "Mmhn~ shit, Caleb" You moaned out, in shudders clearly out of breath. Caleb tortured your sopping hole as he quickly shoved his fingers in and out of you, the wet sounds felt like they were echoing around his office, filthy moans alluding from yourself as deep grunt from Caleb were heard, his hardened member pressed tight against your back. "Shitshitshitshi--" You swore repeatedly as it begun becoming too much, craving release.
"Touch yourself, finish princess" Caleb spoke to you in such disgusting sweet way, you reached your free hand down and toyed your clit, pinching it, tapping gently to tease yourself more. Swiping over it slowly, Caleb's hand snaked around your neck gently as he sped up his fingers, now in a 'come hither' motion, your mouth gaped open and a deep moan fell out your mouth, your fingers moved in a circular motion building up friction and coming closer to that release "Oh Caleb~" You moaned out, as you released all over his fingers. your hand went limp as his thrusted slowly, letting you ride out your orgasm slowly "Good girl" He whispered "You're such a good girl"
