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ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ Directory
✮⋆˙ How to navigate?
☆ Each character is linked to everything I've written about them, it will take you to a direct section of all my works for only that specific character. Below will be a list of what types of content I have made for them.
☆ NOTE, this is a W.I.P. Any new characters will be added to the list upon release.
✮⋆˙ General
☆ Introductory & DNI
☆ KINKTOBER 2026
✮⋆˙ Horror
☆ Rusty Nail Joyride, 2001-2014
˙⋆✮ INCLUDES: ONESHOTS, SERIES, REQUESTS, DRABBLES, HC'S
☆ Rufus JR. Firefly, Firefly Trilogy 2003-2019
˙⋆✮ INCLUDES: ONESHOTS, SERIES, REQUESTS, DRABBLES, HC'S
☆ The Beast, Sweatshop 2009
˙⋆✮ INCLUDES: ONESHOTS, SERIES, REQUESTS, DRABBLES, HC'S
☆ RZ Michael Myers, Halloween 2007-2009
˙⋆✮ INCLUDES: ONESHOTS, SERIES, REQUESTS, DRABBLES
☆ The Night Shift Abductor/The Butcher, Stay Out Of The House 2022
˙⋆✮ INCLUDES: ONESHOTS, SERIES, REQUESTS, DRABBLES, HC'S
☆ Jason Voorhees, Friday The 13th 1980-2009
˙⋆✮ INCLUDES: ONESHOTS, SERIES, REQUESTS, DRABBLES, HC'S
☆ Thomas Brown Hewitt, 1974-2022
˙⋆✮ INCLUDES: REQUESTS, DRABBLES, HC'S
☆ Mixes of characters
˙⋆✮ INCLUDES: REQUESTS, DRABBLES, HC'S
✮⋆˙ Resident Evil
☆ Major Jack Krauser, Resident Evil 4 1996-2026
˙⋆✮ INCLUDES: ONESHOTS, SERIES, REQUESTS, DRABBLES, HC'S
☆ Jack Baker, Resident Evil 7 1996-2026
˙⋆✮ INCLUDES: ONESHOTS, REQUESTS, DRABBLES, HC'S
☆ Dr. Victor Gideon, Resident Evil 9 1996-2026
˙⋆✮ INCLUDES: ONESHOTS, REQUESTS, DRABBLES, HC'S
✮⋆˙ Harry Potter
☆ Severus Tobias Snape, Harry Potter Series 1997-2016
˙⋆✮ INCLUDES: ONESHOTS, SERIES, REQUESTS, DRABBLES, HC'S
✮⋆˙ TF2, Team Fortress Two
☆ Pyro, TF2 1996-2026
˙⋆✮ INCLUDES: ONESHOTS, SERIES, REQUESTS, DRABBLES, HC'S
☆𝓚𝓲𝓽𝓽𝔂𝓦𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓮𝓼 -- 2026
ִֶָ𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ🐇་༘࿐Victor Gideon Headcanons + NSFW + SFW.
☆ A/N, i love collecting fictional husbands, im literally their pimp
☆ Header made by me, credits to Capcom & Supersonico.
☆ 3.4k words.
☆ WARNINGS// weird anthropomorphic facts and behaviors, self-harm, vomiting, typical violence & gore warning, NSFW content, angst, GN!reader, medplay, manhandling, monstercock!gideon, drugging mention, extreme perversion, knotting, snake feeding preparation, menstruation mention, overstimulation, cum eating, cumflation.
☆ MINORS DNI.
☆ NSFW UNDER THE CUT.
゛ ⸝⸝.ᐟ⋆ General headcanons.
Out of all snake breeds and types, I believe Victor is a Green Anaconda. I don’t think he’d be a venomous type of snake, and I’m basing this off his anatomy and behavior. Victor isn’t immediately aggressive or defensive like most venomous snakes are, he’s smooth, manipulative, charming. Instead of poisoning his prey he chooses to strangle them out.
Green Anacondas are also the largest Boa constrictor type, and the most deadly. Choosing to feast off of bigger prey such as smaller anacondas, caiman’s, and mammals such as deer.
Does go through a long shedding process that makes him moody and irritable, he mainly spends his time in the sauna the ward has to offer since he needs high humidity to shed properly.
Has a bad habit of picking at his shed and hurting himself, it’s not intentional his senses are just at 100% during this time and he gets mad at the fact he can feel the shed on his skin.
Goes through long periods of time without eating, this is due to the extremely low metabolism he has because of his mutation. It doesn’t harm him in any way shape or form, he doesn’t lose weight or energy. Snakes don’t eat for months at a time because they don’t waste energy trying to make body heat like mammals.
Has a tendency and habit to flick out his forked tongue wherever he goes, this is because he’s tasting and smelling his environment. Despite having a beautifully modified helm that tells him everything he would ever need to know, he still flicks out his tongue to get more information.
His office is also pretty warm at all times, but never hot. He can’t stand the heat, his heater is at a crisp 85 and it will stay at 85.
Mice and adult rats aren’t very filling to him due to his size, when he was first freshly mutated rat pups and pinkies did just fine.. Till he got bigger and bigger, much like Anaconda’s he consumes bigger mammals. Such as rabbits and chickens, the more he grows the bigger the meals he requires.
Speaking of eating, he takes a few days off to fully digest his meal. He gets grumpy and has to use all his energy to safely digest a meal, he also cannot get stressed out at this time by all means. It makes him throw up his meal. ;c
Is oddly intimate about anatomy and physiology, but not in a sexual way. He just finds the whole concept of knowing the entirety of someone's body really intimate, he has a bunch of human skulls in his office that he just caresses the cracks on the skulls to memorize every dip and bump.
His vision isn’t like a normal person’s unfortunately, he no longer sees the world like a human. He has infrared vision, aka he can only see the heat admitting. His helm has a special mode which basically gives him human sight, but he can’t use it for long because it gives him violent migraines.
Has a flexible jaw that can retract in order to consume bigger prey, also on another note about his golden teeth. His real teeth that he had rotted off due to his body confusing them with something harmful and unimportant, he has fangs as well. However they are also retractable, the golden teeth he wears also has the canines sharpened and elongated.
The process of his mutation was violently painful, his human DNA was being replaced by serpent and being confused with how much “unimportant” matter he had on his body. This caused him irreversible medical issues, such as mandible pain, minor scoliosis in his back due to the sudden growth, chronic chest pain from his organs being adjusted on a constant basis, pneumonia and of course his teeth rotting.
He takes medication and shots he made to help with everything, but he still experiences pain from time to time.
He doesn’t smell like anything, I hate to break it to you–But he doesn’t sweat. His sweat glands are gone, the smell of leather, metal, medical cleaning supplies and hospital all come from his clothes. He smells like nothing.
Sleeps for long periods of time, up to 16 and 22 hours to be exact. Hibernating makes him feel better and refreshed.
Feels like fine leather but has a rough edge if you run your fingers the wrong way, his whole body does. He has keeled scales which gives him a rough, matte texture.
Can and does in fact camouflage and it is a terrifying experience, he genuinely blends into his environment perfectly. He doesn’t stare hard, but he stares enough to make you subconsciously get more and more anxious of your surroundings. He will never reveal himself, he just waits until your senses finally have become sharp enough to make out that 8 '6' figure standing as still as a tree.
Doesn’t work out, however his inhumane strength is explained by two reasons. A. He’s mutated, and B. Because of his mutation his muscles grew stronger in order to strangle prey, a common misconsumption is that Boa constrictors strangle their prey till purple. Which isn't true, Boa’s strangle their prey just enough to cut off blood circulation and cause their prey to experience cardiac arrest.
As for his physical body type he is a very hefty man. He isn’t built like an influencer or like Leon–He doesn’t have huge muscles like Jack Krauser–He’s just abnormally big. He has a soft chub in his stomach from his body storing all fat in his gut instead of subcutaneously like mammals.
Is interested in all life, all living things–All things that have a conscious mind, his office is widely decorated with taxidermy of different animals, graphs and x-ray’s of animals and humans, display cases full of insects and jars full of wet specimens, full skeletons of animals and humans for reference and study.. He’s a big nerd and will yap about different life forms for hours on end.
Is highly intelligent in several ways, having several doctorates and awards and trophies from when he was human about his education, intelligence, and studies. His intelligence is really intimidating because he’s a walking dictionary, you can’t tell him he’s wrong because logically and literally–He’s NEVER wrong.
This also goes into the psychology department, he’s studied the human brain, cow brains, sheep brains–You name it, he knows how the brain functions. He knows how to play psychological warfare with someone without causing harm to himself, he knows how to pick at someone, he knows everyone’s breaking point. The way he studies behavior is so intimate–he watches everyone, he knows everyone’s day to day schedule to the T. Shit he can even tell you what you won’t like before you try it, it feels weird.. Yet really close how he can completely put himself in someone's mind and figure out how their brain processes information. It’s also really scary because he’s never wrong either.
Is like Princess Bubblegum from Adventure time when it comes to inventing and creating, it’s grotesque and traumatizing yet genius. He also has an ego from this too, he doesn’t really see when he goes over the limit sometimes because he thinks he’s always in the right and is always doing right.
Never raises his voice unless you give him an eyesore of a reason too, he isn’t the type to go from a 1 to a 100 in under a second. His anger takes time, like.. He has a lot of patience. Way more than anyone else, he basically waits his prey down before snapping at them. Or if he’s in a sense of urgency he gets irritated.
Is very fatherly, even to the clones of Grace he never once was a mad scientist, creepy, or abusive. He actually really cared for the children at the Wellness center, always giving them what they wanted–Bending some rules for them and always listening to them. If they said something was wrong you bet your ass he was on top of the problem, this applies to the clones as well. He likes spending time with them which gives evidence towards their odd behavior, they’ve adapted it from him. He likes reading them stories or giving them piggy back rides or allowing them to climb on him when he’s doing something, he always makes sure the clones are happy and taken care of.
Emily is literally his pride and joy, he spends a lot of time with her and teaching her how to read braille and how to utilize her sense of touch, smell, and how to sense her environment.
As for Marie, he is still fatherly towards her and feels a sense of regret and disgust in himself for what happened to her. He will never admit this however, he cut off the euthanization orders for her if she were to be caught because he feels a sense of regret pooling in his stomach. He doesn’t want her to feel anymore pain or fear–Despite Marie living in constant pain and fear daily.
He really hates discussing the other children, he brushes them off as failed experiments and seems to have no empathy for them–But deep down their screams and wails of pain and terror are burned into his memory.
⸝⸝.ᐟ⋆ SFW Relationship headcanons.
Huge cuddler, like massive. He looovvveeess your body heat, he shoves his face into any crevice of your body and cuddles you for hours. Your constant body heat comforts him immensely.
Expect an overwhelming amount of PDA from him, touch is his love language. He loves to hold you constantly, also you're like a portable heat source for him. He loves caressing you, brushing your hair out till it’s fine silk, he adores just smelling you. Sticking his face in your hair, neck or anywhere on your body so he can smell you is a must.
He likes doing physical examinations on you often, he wants to know your anatomy carnally. He keeps a personal medical file on you, he knows every inch of your body from the inside to outside. He likes to keep track of you, so expect monthly exams from him.
HATES and I mean HATES to see you sick or unwell, you best believe he is doing every exam possible to discover what's wrong with you. You being sick never lasts long because you have the world’s best doctor taking care of you.
Enjoys lulling you to sleep on his lap as he works, he’ll ramble about what he’s doing, how he’s doing it, what does what, but in the softest and smoothest voice you’ll never hear ever. His voice is so gentle on your ears you can’t help but pass out.
His medical weirdness extends to dieting to perfume, makeup, soap, moisturizer, nail polish, laundry detergent, liquids, literally everything you consume or use he has a detailed list on it. He isn’t controlling by any means during this–he just likes to know what you use!
Loves to lick you, both in a romantic and just like–A normal thing. He likes memorizing your taste, it brings him great comfort and makes him feel closer to you.
In other words, if he could live in your skin while you are still alive, he would.
He doesn’t really eat traditional cooking, he’ll occasionally eat fish, rabbit, chicken and very rarely lamb–So you really have to get crafty with making meals. He can’t really taste much of anything anymore, but you’ve come up with some morbid recipes that work for him.
**WARNING, SKIP NEXT PART IF YOU ARE SQIUMISH ABOUT PREPARATION OF RATS.**
If he gets hot you get him some vanilla ice cream and put a thawed out adult rat on it for him, due to him being a reptile in all he normally eats live prey. However he will eat whatever you give him, to thaw out his rats you normally put them in warm water and put some reptisafe in to make sure the water is okay for him to consume. You also have to gut load the rats to ensure he is getting all needed nutrients, he made a little list of how much to use of the liquid nutrition he uses and how to inject the rats.
He loves it when you take care of him, and help him shed. Shedding is a long, uncomfortable, extensive process for him so having you help him morally and physically is a huge benefit.
You draw him warm baths for him to lay in as you help soak him and keep the humidity, he doesn’t like being touched during this time but he will express how grateful he is. It’s also kinda gross when his full body sheds, just seeing a full cast of a 9’6’ male body is freaky.. And even weirder when he keeps them to date his growth.
Enjoys bringing you gifts, he’ll bring you flowers, orchids specifically, write you romantic letters, he even makes you your own snake eye rings and jewelry to wear. The snake eyes are always based on his actual eyes, and they look like them too.. He’ll bring you live rats too! Forgetting you aren’t like him, it’s terrifying to see your man come over holding a live, squirming, adult rat by its scruff and realizing you don’t eat rats.
⸝⸝.ᐟ⋆ NSFW Relationship headcanons.
Remember when I mentioned he wants to know every part of your body carnally? Yeah he meant that, he’ll often do pelvic exams on you that ends up with him stuffing you full of his fingers or his dick. Babbling on about how this is all a part of the process–This never lasts very long because his “oh it’s just for the exam!” Dies quickly on babbles about how bad he wants to stretch you out to the point where he can see it on an ultrasound.
Use different medical tools and sex toys on you during the exams to see your endurance, documents and notes how well you take different vibrators or dildos.
He’ll either keep warm or freezing cold lube around to pour it on you and watch you gape and clench, reacting to the temperatures and whining about it. He loves to watch you either try and scrape it off or just give in and shove your fingers in to fuck yourself silly on the examination table while he watches.
Is an absolute freak of nature who is incredibly perverted once you hit a level of comfort with him, he is an obvious pervert. He will dig through your dirty laundry and smell and suck whatever he finds till it’s soaked and dripping, he’ll come over to you while you are doing something and roughly grope and squeeze you, he loovvees to manhandle you. Just dragging your small frame around drives him insane.
And mind you, you aren’t small either. But compared to HIM? You are an ant.
Has hidden cameras in places you’d least expect, he loves to keep eyes on you at all times. Including in the shower so he can watch you bathe.
Sex with him is like preparing for war, he’s 14 inches and as thick as a plastic bottle of soda. Not to mention every time he comes it’s literally in gallons, he will NEVER rush the process of prepping you. Even with quickies he still ensures you can handle it, the moment you say you can’t he will pull out and make sure you are okay. He never wants sex to be a painful or strenuous experience for you, despite it taking a long time he will wait until you are okay and ready. Insertion is even a very slow process because he waits 5 minutes for you to relax and take it.
Gets drunk off of you extremely easily–But the sober part in the back of his mind is always aware if ANYTHING changes or goes wrong.
Speaking of getting drunk off of you, it doesn’t help that he has keen senses and is sensitive to warmth. Because you always feel so warm and soft and it melts his brain– he isn’t embarrassed about it either, he’ll always whisper and be LOUD about how good you feel and how much he adores you.
Get used to him never pulling out, it’s not because he doesn’t want to–It’s because he literally can’t. He is a heavy knotter and his knots form fast and huge–Enough to plug you up for hours till he stops swelling. Even then you two are long asleep and he stays inside to warm himself.
Cock warming is another layer of heaven for him, he asks you to do it DAILY. He loves it when you fall asleep on him as you warm him, because either he ends up slowly rutting up his hips or he falls asleep in his chair with you.
The sick side to his perversion is drugging, he needs to see you vulnerable and pliable. Of course nothing sexual will come of it if you say no, but if you consent to it 9/10 he’ll be pounding you on his desk or into the mattress till you wake up full and sore.
Sex with him is also a very painful process afterwards, he does forget how massive he is and literally crushes you to the point where your back is fucked up, your legs have been reduced to jello, you can’t feel the lower half of your body, and you are incredibly exhausted. Basically every time you two have sex you end up in a wheelchair as he pushes you around or carries you, he gives you the strongest pain cocktail he can make for you and takes care of you while you are recovering.. Which lasts almost a week.
If you have menstruation cycles you best believe he’s documenting that shit, your periods are a lot less painful with him because he’s a literal licensed professional and he takes care of you–But he also turns into an absolute freak of disgusting nature.
Will not care when you tell him it’s gross, he will snap back with “all blood tastes the same to me.” bs when he goes down on you, it reduces your flow and also overstimulates the high hell out of you because he spends merciless HOURS between your legs, sucking you till you have nothing more to give but slick.
Cream, squirt, cum, he’s freaky and nasty and will lap it up like it’s Ambrosia. Doesn’t gaf if you are embarrassed by how loud he's licking it all up and treating it like fine wine, to him it is.
His long forked tongue is the work of the devil, he has an unnaturally long and thick forked tongue that’s so long it can reach his damn forehead. Eating you out or giving you head quite literally makes you perish because he is abusing his admin commands of his tongue while his sharp teeth brush and nip at you. You can feel him licking your insides.
You get a massive bulge every time you take him, not to mention your stomach grows with every load he stuffs into you. He loves to watch you while you are in the bathtub trying to pull it all out and end up basically coming out his load.
His bites are deep because of his fangs, he sinks every inch of them in and it’s a bitch for them to heal. You have a bunch of scars from his teeth from how deep he sank in.
He does in fact keep a vial of your blood in a necklace, he took it from when he does exams on you and took the extra and filled up a little vial of it. He can smell you from the necklace which always calms him down.
Cooes and makes fun of you a bit when you get too whimpery and whiny, he tilts his head softly and makes fun of you for saying it’s too big, too much, or begging him.
HEAVY on praise, he’ll always give you a fat smooch on your head/forehead/cheek when you do something positive, he also pets your head and whispers how proud he is of you.
☆ 𝓚𝓲𝓽𝓽𝔂, 2026
𓏲🪽˚. ˖ . ݁ “ Take some of this, it’ll calm you down. “
⊹ ࣪ ˖ ໒꒱ Summary// Halloween Eve, you were invited by your college friend Denise to come down to her father’s home for Halloween for vacation. However along the way, you run into some sudden car troubles.. Thankfully a local says her brother is a mechanic!
𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶ♱ ྀིྀ Rufus “RJ” Firefly x Fem!Reader
☆ A/N, trust im loading my arsenal
☆ Edit made by me, credits to Super Sonico & House Of 1000 Corpses.
☆ 5879 words & proofread.
☆ WARNINGS// SFW, typical violence & gore warning, some NSFW content but not graphic, strangulation but no death, perversion, stalking, nonsexual nudity, kidnapping, uncomfortable situations.
✮⋆˙ PART ONE.
☆ MINORS DNI.
Halloween Eve, like many others you enjoyed Halloween. Even into your adulthood the cheerful Halloween spirit always followed you, your original plans were to maybe go to a local Halloween party and spend it with friends.. Till you received a promising text from your friend Denise Willis.
“Hey, me and Mary and the boys were going to go down to my dad’s for Halloween. We have one more spot left in the car if you’d like to tag along.”
You, Denise, and Mary had gotten pretty close. Especially since you all three shared similar classes, and honestly? A change of environment was much needed for you, the stress of college and deadlines had you sleepless and miserable. Besides, going to a party wouldn’t do you any good, especially the after effects of the next day. So you agreed to tag along, besides meeting Denise’s dad and seeing where she grew up would be nice. And a good thing to bond over, besides she always talked about home like a lost dog.. And showed you photos of the town and her family.
The road trip went relatively smooth, you met Mary’s boyfriend for the first time. A nice laid back yet-uptight young man, and of course you were already acquainted with Denise’s boyfriend Jerry. He was okay in your honest opinion, though, you wouldn’t be surprised if he ended up being a complete man-child when he was in his 40s. Bill and Jerry’s back and forth bickering was entertaining, you talked with Denise about her parents and where she grew up.. And you and Mary caught up since it had been a long while since you two actually spoke on subjects rather than answer sheets and which professor might end up on the sex offender list..
As the sun began to set, so did your energy, thankfully you all decided to make a nice comfortable makeshift bed with what pillows and blankets you had brought for the trip. The once baby blue sky began to faint into darker hues, the warm sun tucking into its sleep as the moon awoke for the night. The once full and energized car faded into soft silence of driving and whatever radio station the car's antenna picked up on, Jerry had gone quiet(er), reading some comics and magazines he had stashed for the trip.. And Bill was silent, focused on staying awake for this drive. Denise and Mary had already fallen into a peaceful slumber, and it wasn’t long before you did as well.
“RAWR!”
Denise jolted awake at the sudden noise, her eyes immediately locking into the small fog on the car window where warm breath met cold glass. Her eyelids covered her dark brown orbs as a sigh of annoyance and irritation washed over her, replacing the shock and slight fear. “C’mon baby, me and Bill found this kickass place! Grab the camera and get up ladies!” Jerry said with a stupid smile on his face as he coaxed his beloved girlfriend awake, it wasn’t long before Denise shook you and Mary awake. Denise and Mary weren’t pleased being awake especially at a late hour, and being awoken for.. Whatever the hell this place was, you were also annoyed.. Yet interest took over your mind at such an abnormal place.
Abnormal as in, why would a gas station, of all places and buildings.. Be a horror attraction? You’ve heard of true crime museums, but a true crime.. Gas station? It was interesting, sure, especially since this place was in the middle of nowhere. Denise held the car door open for you as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes, your legs had slowly swung out and touched the wet concrete. Feet meeting a wet mix of gravel and old concrete as your legs lifted the rest of you from the cramped backseat, you moved enough so Mary could crawl out next. Your hands met your lower back as you arched, head leaning towards the faint overhead lights as a soft groan came from you as your back cracked. You blinked once, twice as you took in the overstimulating environment. Your eyes glimmering with a glow from the bright LED sign that read;
“Captain Spaulding’s Museum Of Monsters and Madmen”
Bright and colorful LEDs lit the place up like a circus as an annoying clown animatronic stationed up front like a royal guard told bad jokes and had a nails on a chalk board laugh, your eyes locked onto the ominous opening to the supposed attraction. “C’mon, let’s get this shit over with already.” Mary said with an annoyed huff as she stepped forward with a handheld camera in one hand, heading for the entrance of this place where the boys apparently were. With a slam of a car door and Denise checking to ensure the car was locked, you two followed behind.
If the outside was overstimulating the inside was just as overwhelming, possibly worse. “Heyy! Took you sleeping beauties long enough.” Jerry exclaimed, opening his arms a bit as he approached, Bill was leaned over the counter talking to the supposed owner.. Denise and Mary looked uncomfortable and unimpressed, their noses scrunching and eyes judging every molecule of this place. Their chatter was white noise to you as you looked around in the glass cases, looking at what.. Exotic finds were being shown, Alligator boy, a supposed “mermaid”, bones of fairies, and other unusual items. Your eyes observed what was in the cases and the little cards of information, your head tilting softly as your hair fell from your shoulder. You seemed to catch the attention of the owner more than Bill and his questionnaire about the place and its history, you only noticed because you glanced up and saw him staring directly at you.
“Interested in somethin’ young lady?” The grease faced clown asked you from across the room, his head nodding towards you as you lifted your head and looked around. “Yes, you lil’ lady, M’ talkin’ to you baby.” For some reason him calling you baby sent a small shiver down your spine, it didn’t quite sit right in your stomach with the rest of your organs.. “Oh, yeah.. I was just looking at what you have in these cases.” You responded back in a soft tone, eyes drifting back down to give yourself an excuse that whatever nonsense was in this glass case was more interesting than the clown himself. “Y’know, I actually found that mummy myself.” The man chirped like a proud bird, crossing his aged arms across the table and leaning on it from where he and Bill stood. The others watched the interaction, Bill trying to cut in but being reprimanded by the man. “Can’t you see M’ tryna talk to the young lady boy?” He growled, flashing Bill a glare that made him uncomfortable. The tension polluted the air fast Mary and Denise already getting bad vibes from the man and staring him down awkwardly and judgmentally. “Really? That’s really cool.” Thank god for your quick thinking because the clown’s attention snapped back onto you like you were a shimmering gem in a pile of garbage.
“Yeah, I was on the coast of Louisiana when I found dear Gator boy. Damn near fought security to let em’ bring him home with me!” The man laughed proudly, in your opinion? Dear “Gator” boy here was just a fake mold of a person slotted into a gator’s lower half. “Bet he was hard to get out of the mud..” You hummed, walking towards Bill. The man flashed his yellow teeth at you as a laugh escaped him, “Damn right! Almost busted my ass tryna get him out.” You fought back cringing when you felt his stare go from your eyes to your chest, “What’s your name pretty girl?”
You went silent before telling him your name, seeing a flirtatious smile grow onto his grease splattered face. “Beautiful name for such a beautiful girl, bet yer’ boyfriend gets reaaallll mad when old men get all close to ya.” Every word from this man made your stomach turn in disgust, and your friends could obviously tell your discomfort. Thankfully, god bless, Jerry came to your rescue for once and asked a million annoying questions about the attraction. Which the man was overwhelmed by and got annoyed enough to answer..
The whole “ride” was uncomfortable, you could feel Captain Spaulding staring at you the whole time. He even made a snide comment if you got scared he’d let you sit on his lap. You suddenly began to understand Mary and Denise’s sheer discomfort about the place, something was just.. So very wrong, about this entire area. But what made your spine twist was when he told you before you all left to get back into the car after giving you directions to where a “Dr. Satan Hanging Tree” was.
“You better watch out baby girl, you're a walkin’ wet dream for hungry men out here.”
“What a fucking creep! Why didn’t you guys say anything when he was flirting with her!” Denise shouted at the boys in your defense, “Listen we wanted nothing more than to get him off her back.” Bill butted in, his hand turning the keys into the ignition as the car awoke from its slumber. You sat silently in the middle between Mary and Denise who were upset the boys didn’t man the fuck up and do something about what happened in the gas station, “Yet you didn’t do anything, you just stood there like two useless posts while he basically eyefucked her.” Mary rebutted against Bill’s weak comment, Bill sighed as he turned out of the gas station back onto the lone backroad. The beams from headlights illuminating the old road ahead, “Guys it’s fine, it’s over with, we never have to see that guy again.” You sighed as you slumped slightly into the velvet seat, you wanted nothing more than peace and silence after that extremely uncomfortable interaction.
Tension full silence filled the air as Bill focused back on driving and Jerry rambled about the Dr. Satan Tree, Denise argued with him about the stop being a roadblock in the trip.. But Jerry argued back she already called her dad and told him about it, so why not!
“Jesus, can’t see a thing in this rain.” Bill said as he leaned forward, eyes squinting behind his thick glasses as he tried to see from the heavy storm. The high beams barely being any help with how bad this rain was, the wind shield wipers moved fast and effectively against the glass trying its hardest to push away the rain.. “Who is that?’ Jerry said leaning forward as the high beams lit up a person standing on the side of the road, a woman, she was holding a pretty pink umbrella as a smile found her face. Waving to the car, “Oh hell no, we are not picking her up.” Mary said as her judgmental eyes locked onto the mysterious hitchhiker, “C’mon, it’s storming outside and we don’t know when this storm will lighten up.” Bill said, his brain already answering and pulling over for the woman..
“Thanks for pickin’ me up.” The woman said as she sat in Denise's seat, Denise had made a shift and sat on Jerry’s lap up in the front seat instead since there was no more space in the backseat. Mary and Denise avoided looking at the woman completely, annoyed at her very existence.. But you on the other hand wanted to be nice, “I like your coat.” You complimented her with a sweet smile, her head turned to you as a smile found her pretty lips. “Thanks! My brother made it for me, I love your hair!” She complimented back, bringing a bigger smile to your lips as her compliment warmed your heart.. Sadly that warmth was temporary and didn’t last long when Jerry asked if the Dr. Satan Tree was real or if it was just some urban legend locals made to draw in tourists. “Yeah! Of course it’s real, I know where it is.” She chirped as she smiled at Jerry and Denise who didn’t look happy at all that this random woman was in the car. “It’s a few blocks away from my house, I could take you there!”
Bill seemed interested at this development now that a local confirmed the tree was real and not a hoax, you could practically see the interest flash on his face as he continued to drive. The conversation the rest were having didn’t really catch your attention, mostly because it was Denise fighting with Jerry about the waste of gas and time. But what did catch your attention was everyone’s collective gasps and the sound of Bill manhandling the steering wheel to stay straight and not crash you all into a nearby ditch. “Shit!”
“What the fuck was that!” Jerry said head whipping towards Bill whose chest was rising and falling at a fast pace as his hands gripped the leather wheel. Adrenaline pumping through his veins from the sheer panic that one of the tires blew, it didn’t help the storm was incredibly heavy and made the rough road as slippery as ice. The car skirted across the road and near the edge where concrete met grass, if Bill for a moment let go of the wheel or his foot stepped off the brake the car would have slammed right into a tree. It took a moment for you all to calm down before Bill asked if he could use the woman’s umbrella to go see the damage, which she agreed too. You watched as he opened the driver's door and opened the small pink umbrella and stepped outside.
“The tire’s completely blown out, I can’t see anything in that storm!” He groaned as he slammed the driver’s door shut, taking off his glasses to clean the droplets of water on them. The woman leaned over you a bit to look out the window of the car, there wasn’t much to see.. Just a lot of forest, you stiffened a bit with how close she got.. It wasn’t a respectable distance either, her chin was almost grazing your chest and of course you didn’t miss the way those baby blues flashed down to look at them. She flashed you a pretty smile as she pulled her head back, her damp golden blonde hair brushing against your skin as she turned to Bill. “Don’t worry, my brother's a mechanic! We aren’t too far from my house either. We can walk to my house n’ tell him!” She cheerfully said like she was the hero of this story, confusion flashed Denise’s face as she looked at the woman. “Why would we pick you up if your house was a few miles away?” If you weren’t as uncomfortable you’d realize what Denise was saying. It had only been a few minutes since Bill picked up the hitchhiker, rain or not she most definitely could have gotten home faster on foot. Silence filled the air after Denise made that statement, the woman just stared at Denise.. Like she was memorizing her features before Bill cut in to break the uncomfortable silence. “Perfect, I’ll walk you to your house.” No argument followed as Bill got out of the driver's seat and opened back up the umbrella and walked over to your side to help her out. You got out and stood underneath the umbrella as your hand reached out for hers, and she grabbed it immediately. Soft fingers intertwining with your own as she got out, “Thanks sugar!” she said her eyes peering down at your lips for just a second before babbling at Bill to get going. As you got back in you watched as they waved goodbye and disappeared into the thick darkness of the night.
Jerry had moved to the driver's seat and Denise was sitting in shotgun, it had been 35 minutes since Bill went to go get help with the local. You just sat quietly in your seat, legs against your chest as you listened to Mary and Denise quietly chatter about how weird the whole situation was. Jerry was just sitting back listening to the radio station and waiting for help to arrive, presumably sulking that this was cutting into seeing the tree. “I haven’t seen a single cop car out this way, so I doubt they would have laid down speeding spikes.” Mary said to Denise as she agreed, it was a little weird how the tire blew a few minutes after you picked up the hitchhiker.. Almost too convenient. These events were oddly lined up, weird gas station, weird place.. Then a weird hitchhiker who just happened to be out in a storm “going home” a few miles away. Sadly before you could finish your thoughts, an abrupt silence filled the car, “What was that sound?”
The hairs on the back of your neck stood up as your head turned to look at the front window, just like everyone else as you all stayed as quiet as a morgue. Trying to pinpoint what sound Denise heard, your brain tried to play it off as a logical explanation. That it was just nerves from being in a beat down car in the middle of nowhere in the middle of a violent storm, anything could have happened. Thunder, a tree falling down, animals..
THUMP.
It was none of the above, it didn’t sound like a tree falling from the force of the storm.. It sounded like someone knocking on the hood of the car. “Turn on the headlights.” Denise said sternly, Jerry gave her the flash of: “Are you fucking crazy?” Jerry said, whipping his head towards Denise with a scared expression. “Turn on the headlights! What the fuck are you doing!” She hissed quietly through her teeth, the air felt thick.. Suffocating even, nobody did anything for a minute. That one minute felt like it was several, the noises only got worse and more pronounced. Thoughts and theories of it belonging to nature long died in everyone's head, “Shit, what if it’s a bear?” Jerry said looking ahead into pure darkness, it could be a bear.. But the noises were too consistent. Not to mention why would any animal be out in a violent storm? The rain washed away all scents that could belong to potential meals, not to mention most animals were afraid of thunder. And even if it was a wandering bear it would be moving a lot faster to get to shelter rather than inspecting a metal box in the middle of an empty road. Denise’s arm reached over to the small knob, turning it on and allowing the high beams of the headlights to illuminate the road once more. Screams filled the car as the headlights lit up a behemoth of a man standing at the front of the car, head slightly craned down as he made direct eye contact with you. You felt intimidated at him staring directly at you, out of everyone in the car.. The ease didn’t fill you like the others when he hooked up the car to his tow truck. It was weird, the man had no source of light on him or on his tow. Not even his headlights were on. How did he know you guys were? Why didn’t he have a light source when hooking up the car to the tow? Why did he specifically look at you out of Mary, Denise, and Jerry? The girl’s theory of how odd these events were aligned made more sense, evidence kept presenting itself like a birthday gift. You could feel the car lifting off the ground slightly before the man turned around and walked to the drivers side of the truck and got in, and soon headlights flicked on.
Discomfort filled the car, thankfully the others came up with the same conclusion as you did. This entire situation was unusual.. Nothing made sense, these weren’t strange coincidences that so happened to follow through.. They almost seemed planned in a timely order. Nobody said a word, almost afraid somehow someone would hear. The ride was uncomfortable and slightly nauseating, well to you at least. Your senses were going haywire, your gut telling you something was severely wrong. The rain only seemed to fall down harder as the minutes passed, so hard it began to temporarily cloud the visibility outside. But there was no mistake the tow had pulled up to a two floor rundown house, the yard was littered with homemade Halloween decorations and random junk that looked like it’d belong to a junkyard. But the odd view of the yard was cut short when the tow had turned into a decently sized garage, nothing out of the blue was in it. It was your standard garage full of tools and random junk that belonged in one, the car was soon lowered to ground level so you all could get out.
Shoes hitting the concrete floor as you all climbed out of the vehicle, Denise & You were soaked from having to switch places to accommodate the hitchhiker. So you both went to the back to obtain fresh clothes and any toiletries you needed, that’s when you got a good look at the man when you glanced up and saw him staring at you again. He was massive, and wearing what looked like a taxidermized bear suit that was dripping wet. Long locks of slightly wavy brown hair coming from the bear hood and his facial hair slightly damp, his eyes were something you’ve never seen before in another human being. They had this eerily cold and distant look to them, not like he was not all there but.. Just distant, it’s hard to explain what you thought. But something in your brain told you that feeling wasn’t good.
The trunk closed with a soft thunk and Jerry putting in the key to lock it, the man walked over to a dark oak wooden door and opened it up leading into the house. The others didn’t say anything to him, not even a simple “thanks” to the man.. But despite your better judgement to follow a suit you stopped beside him, “Thank you for saving us, I really appreciate it.” You said softly with a kindhearted smile as you craned your head up to even look at him, his hand went from behind the door to resting on top of it as he leaned some of his weight onto it. Seemingly relaxing slightly, he gave you a grunt before looking towards the open door like he was trying to telepathically tell you to go inside. “May I use your bathroom? I’m soaked to the bone and I’d like to take a shower if that’s okay.”
Something flashed in his eyes, you couldn’t immediately pinpoint what but something other than cold distance appeared in those dark orbs. This time he nodded and released the top of the door, shifting behind you and holding it open. Herding you inside, inside was.. Something. It was similar to the yard, lot’s of random junk everywhere.. And odd decorations, like things you wouldn’t normally see in your average home. There was a copious amount of taxidermy, on stands, plaque, mounts, even in jars. Weird elaborate paintings that looked ripped off from Picasso himself were framed in random frames that didn’t have any continuity to them. They were all made from different materials, different colors, shapes, and sizes. Some were family photos, some had random people, some were just prints from famous painters with random gibberish on them.. And some were just oddly empty, and of course some homemade Halloween decorations and some mannequins that made you very uncomfortable. Some had accessories on them, some had Paper Mache masks on, some had makeup smeared across their faces in crude ways.
Despite your growing discomfort you walked on as the man behind you herded you from the hallway to the living room where Mary, Jerry, and Bill were sitting. And an older blonde woman who looked similar to the hitchhiker, Bill was without his glasses and the older woman was sitting very close to Jerry. Practically on his lap! Mary was sitting besides a blind Bill as the hitchhiker was sitting on a random fancy looking chair watching whatever show was on. The woman’s attention went from Jerry to you almost instantly, “Oh ain’t she the cutest!” The woman cooed as her head turned to look at you and the man standing uncomfortably close behind you, towering over you to a point where you were sure he was trying to engulf you.
The discomfort grew, Jerry didn’t even look at you and Bill gave you a glance like he wanted to leave immediately. And truth be told that is exactly what he wanted to do, that’s what everyone wanted to do. “Yer lil’ friend is in the bathroom changin’, you look soaked!” She said with a faux pout, it looked almost exaggerated by the way she did it. You could see every crevice from her lips because of her light pink matte lipstick. “Oh–Yeah, is it okay if I use your bathroom to shower ma’am?” You politely asked despite this whole situation screaming red flags, your manners seemed to throw more wood into the fire as she stood up and walked your direction. Giving you an eyeful of her bosom and her erotic outfit, from a feathery long pink sheer robe that looked fresh out of a Victoria Secrets catalogue to some pretty pink pumps and white tights, to her corset and skimpy skirt. Her hair screamed everything 80s, all voluminous and bumped up like anyone’s hair would be in a magazine. “Oh but of course! Wouldn’t want ya gettin’ sick! Rufus, won’t you be a good boy and take her upstairs to your bathroom? I’d offer mine but I’ve got some dirty laundry all about.” She flashed her yellow teeth to you, which in response you awkwardly flashed yours.
You damn near jumped out of your skin when Rufus's large hand landed on your bare shoulder, his hand felt like 50 grit sandpaper. Your head turned to look up at him before he began guiding you up the stairs, before you two were completely out of range you heard the woman say in a cheery voice “Such a pretty smile.”
The upstairs was just like the other parts of the house you’ve seen so far. It was really weird how Rufus never went in front of you to lead, he just herded you from the back like he was preventing you from running off, turning away, or seeing something you weren’t supposed to see. Down the long hallway he finally stopped and got in front of you, opening a door that led into a small yet clean bathroom. It was shockingly different from the bizarre nature of this house, more organized and normal. Honestly, it looked out of place which was funny because out of this entire weird home this one room stuck out like a sore thumb. He stepped in and went to a small closet door and opened it, grabbing fresh clean towels and putting them down on the closed toilet lid. You walked in as wet shoes hitting the tile, squishing uncomfortably as you looked around the best you could without hitting him. Your manners immediately hit when you realized you most definitely left wet tracks all over the house, “Oh shit–sorry! Sorry, I didn't mean to cuss. I forgot to take off my shoes and got wet tracks everywhere–”
“S’ fine.”
That was the first time you heard him speak, and it sent a freezing cold chill that could somehow be colder than liquid nitrate down your spine all the way to your tailbone. His voice was deep, gravelly from lack of use, and had a thick southern accent to it. It wasn’t loud by any means, it was quiet. “Are you sure? After my shower I can clean the tracks up..” You tried again to be polite, despite this whole environment being equivalent to a clown funhouse this still wasn’t your house. “I got it, don’t worry about it.” He said as he pushed open the shower curtain and silently showed you how to turn on the shower. He moved out your way, ducking slightly to get out the doorway. Rough hand wrapped around the golden knob before you stopped and looked at him, “Thank you Rufus.” He didn’t say anything, just let out a grunt of acknowledgement before closing the door. You stood in silence listening to his heavy footsteps disappear into silence once more, a heavy sigh leaving your chest. You didn’t even remember holding your breath..
The door locked with a small reassuring click as you moved the towels onto the counter along with your bag that had some toiletries and fresh clothes. Sitting down on the lid of the toilet to take off your wet shoes and unbuttoning your shorts and sliding off your panties. You did your best to wring out as much water as possible into the sink, making a mental note to ask Rufus or that woman for a plastic bag to put your soaked clothes in. You folded your wet clothes neatly on the counter and opened the bag, grabbing your shampoo, conditioner, facial and body soap and the small wash cloth he gave you in the pile.
A long sigh escaped you as the hot water ran down your tired body, head tilting back into the water as your back arched to stretch. Sitting in a car for hours on end really took a toll on you, your hands raked through your hair to get it all soaked before grabbing the bottle of shampoo and opening the cap with a soft click. Squeezing some of the nice coconut scented soap into your palm and working it through the bottom of your hair to your scalp, fingernails scratching lovingly against your scalp soothing the knots from your head. Soft droplets of water ran down your face and your closed eyelids as you rinsed your hair thoroughly, making sure not a drop of shampoo was left in your hair.
Shit, I forgot my hairclip. You thought to yourself, you liked letting your hair sit in conditioner as you did everything else.. And you didn’t enjoy your hair getting soaked and washing out the product, your wet hand wrapped around the curtain ready to open it. You got halfway before noticing immediately that the bathroom door was ever so slightly cracked, you blinked twice thinking it was your imagination–And maybe it was just the paranoia of being in the middle of nowhere in a stranger's house late at night because the door was shut. You brushed it off as just your tired mind playing tricks on you as you finally began to relax to your environment, stepping out of the shower as quickly as you can. Most of the water getting on the floor towel positioned in front of the shower as you grabbed your claw clip from your bag and got back in. What you didn’t notice was the lock on the door was unlocked, and your panties and bra that had once been folded on top of your wet clothes were gone.
Your hairs smoothed the soft product in the bottom half of your hair and twirled it to be in a clip before grabbing the wet wash cloth and pouring soap on it and washing your body. You were halfway through, using the cloth to clean your legs when you heard something. A soft thud, your brain chalked it up to the thunder and continued on with your business but your gut that once had been silent began to feel off. The feeling only got worse as you washed your body and conditioner out, you grabbed your face soap and pumped some of the product into your hand before applying it liberally to your face. Your head was under the water so you didn’t hear the door creaking all the way open or soft footfalls walking in, you pulled your head back and your eyes opened when you froze.
A large shadow was standing right in front of the curtain, your mind stopped working. All cognitive function just halting, along with physical movement. Your body couldn’t move without an order from your brain, and your brain wasn’t responding. Your throat ran dry, you couldn’t say anything. Couldn’t scream, couldn't shout–Couldn’t ask who it was, you were standing there like a terrified fawn.
“MPPGM!”
In a flash the curtain opened and Rufus grabbed you, slamming a large hand around your mouth. His hand literally covered your entire jaw as he held it shut, your eyes were wide like saucers. Pupils frantic as you tried to scramble but he wrestled you to turn around. You would have fallen on your ass if it weren’t for him holding you up, your vision completely obscured from your head now being buried in his thick bicep. He hauled you out of the tub as you tried to squirm but ultimately failed because his other arm wrapped around your stomach and held you against his body. You could feel his sturdy denim jeans against your ass, your back arched on instinct to try and pry yourself free. Hands scrambling to his arm wrapped around your head but it felt like an elephant trunk. His grip grew tighter and tighter as his body slightly curled around yours, his rough thumb rubbing small circles on your soft stomach in an attempt to calm you as you felt the air being forced from you.
He was suffocating you, and there was nothing you could do about it but just take it.
You couldn’t fight, couldn’t scream, couldn’t do anything. His grip kept tightening as you felt fuzzy, dizzy, almost nauseous like you were about to throw up. Your hands stopped groping his arm, nails ceasing their clawing into his hairy skin.. You felt yourself lose more control involuntarily, your head lightly shook as the feeling of being suffocated filled your system. You wanted to cry, to scream for the others.. But you couldn’t, you could barely feel your head nodding off or your body numbing over. You couldn’t even feel the soft kiss planted on the top of your wet head, all you felt was nothing. All you could see was nothing, and soon that agonizing numbing feeling came to an end. With a final choke, you went completely limp.
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☆ Hello my beautiful angels, I know it's been a very long time since I posted anything and I want to formally apologize.. After spring break my life kind of became a complete shitshow, my mom had emergency surgery unexpectedly, some not so great people came in and out of my life, and the end of the year cram study for finals. I'm slowly beginning to get back into writing now that I am free, and TRYING to get to my inbox as soon as possible. I'm going to answer a few with this post since they are general questions about what I write.
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SUMMARY: ‘’ He should scare you, You’ve heard horror stories about him, Pyro, the freak, the thing, that.. Mumbling abomination, but in all honesty you keep staring at their bulge. ‘’
TAGS/WARNINGS: plot with porn, this is utterly filthy, p in v, unprotected sex, mask kink, dry humping, breath play, pyro uses ‘’they/them’’ pronouns but has male anatomy, mental illness mentions, cnc, chat pyro is fucking psychotic, NO pyro is NOT babied in this fic, strangling, RED!team, murder, gore, handjobs, size kink, fluffy sex turns into rough sex, comfort & affection, fluffy ending.
A/N: starting off strong chat
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NSFW UNDER THE CUT.
Pyro, the mumbling abomination that struck nothing but pure fear into you and your teammates. And the funny thing was he wasn’t even an enemy, he was in your team. Your TEAMMATE. Pyro was an interesting nutcase that had everyone on your team, including yourself, genuinely questioning the safety measures of this company and who they are hiring. Like seriously, do background checks even exist for this corporation or were they just picking off lunatics from the ward and throwing them into battle? Unlike the other members of the team that had information on them–Pyro had nothing, all that was known was a track record of mental illness and the fact they were a mercenary. There was nothing known about them, not their name, history, gender, nothing. All anyone knew was Pyro was a schizophrenic homicidal maniac who creeped everyone out, including Heavy! Who was known for his fearlessness and bravery, in his own words: ‘’I fear no man, but that… Thing, scares me.’’ You’ve all seen them on the battlefield, locking the other team into buildings with their fire axe and burning sed building to the ground with them inside. Mercilessly stalking and hunting BLU till every opponent you had was dead. You’ve heard the others whisper, wondering if Pyro would ever change their mind and go after this team. They seemed to have no limit or morals, and they were completely unable to speak. So that just increased the fear factor of you all.
But for some reason, they sparked an interest in you. You’d find yourself watching them from afar, Pyro isolated, doing their own thing. Refueling their flamethrower, polishing their axe, oiling up the trigger so it wouldn’t stall.. Staring at the wall silently like they were dissociating. You had your own personal questions about your nutty teammate. They never did seem all there, like they were in their own little lala land. You tried finding anything about them, hell you even asked Miss Pauling but she knew as much as you did: Nothing!
You tried to do research, tried to find out where their latex suit was from, to the brand of their flamethrower–You tried everything. What fuel they used, but your digging was met with dead ends at every turn.. You even tried to bribe Spy to go and stalk Pyro for a bit and go into their room–Try to see if they were hiding anything or had any bits and pieces about their identity. But Spy called you an idiot for even attempting to ask that question.
‘’Keep starin’ at that thing and it’ll light this whole goddamn place ablaze.’’ Heavy said, breaking you from your daze of creepily watching Pyro from a distance. Today thankfully was a relaxation day, no fighting, no war, no missions.. Just recharging, you, Heavy, Engineer, and Demoman were sitting at one of the tables in the kitchen. You had drifted from the conversation to gawk while the others talked about various topics that you had no interest in. ‘’Don’t be like that Mikhail.’’ You said as you lifted your water bottle towards your lips, shooting Heavy a sharp glare out of annoyance.. And embarrassment you had gotten caught. ‘’Hell, I don’t blame em’. Especially after what we caught that Mumblin’ Devil doin’ yesterday.’’ Tavish said with a small shiver running down his spine as his hands clutched his mug of coffee. Right.. Yesterday, you couldn’t blame your teammates fear from what they witnessed Pyro doing yesterday in the field.. Apparently Scout had found Pyro tearing the intestines from a screaming-barely alive-BLU Soldier.. Completely understandable and valid fear.
You didn’t even have an excuse to defend Pyro, the thought of imagining Pyro taking a huge man–Breaking his legs, and cutting open his stomach while he is still ALIVE and tearing out his intestines. The sounds of organs squishing and blood squelching, and bones cracking made you shiver. ‘’How’s Scout doing..?’’ You asked with slight concern, apparently Scout had to go to Med-bay after witnessing the scene, and hasn’t been back since then. ‘’Still refuses to sleep in the barracks. Nurse told me he’s in pretty rough shape, been having nightmares.’’ Dell chimed in, he had visited Scout earlier to see how he was holding up. Afterall, Scout was more terrified of Pyro than all of you combined. Scout always had this fear that Pyro had it out for them, it was a reasonable fear. Hell, you even thought sometimes if Pyro was out for all of you. ‘’Is he going to attend tomorrow's mission? ‘’ You asked, your hand putting down the water bottle and grabbing the cap off of the wooden table. Twisting the circular piece of plastic back onto the nozzle as you looked at Dell who shrugged in response. ‘’I don’t blame him, I don’t think I’d be okay witnessing that face to face.’’ Mikhail shivered at the pure concept of that horrible vision. Your gaze slipped subconsciously, noticing Pyro wasn’t over by the little chair they like to sit in the main rec room. Pyro had their own little chair, it was away from the couch and the others and in a corner. Everyone here all agreed and registered that it was Pyro’s spot and off limits. They probably went to their room already.. Or the showers. It was getting pretty late, and tomorrow you had to go back on the field on another mission.
‘’Well M’ gonna call it a night, I’m pretty exhausted.’’ You said, pushing back your chair as you stood up. Grabbing your water bottle as you pushed in your chair. ‘’Tired from sittin’ on yer ass all day?’’ Playfully mocked Tavish who was giving you his sly ass grin, ‘’Tired of listening to you all talk about the same topic over and over again, then yeah.’’ You bit back, ‘’Goodnight.’’ You simply said to your team members who all bid you a goodnight in their own ways.
You began walking towards the barracks, shoes clicking gently against the cold tile making your way down the hall about to turn left for the female barracks and bathroom to wash up before bed. Till your eyes landed on a door. Pyro’s door, Pyro got his own room since everyone else had safety concerns.. And honestly? It was for the best. You glanced around, looking for that hulking gas mask and guttural breathing to find yourself alone. And in front of Pyro’s door, you pressed your ear against the wood trying to hear any signs of life–a mumble, a breath, maybe even a small step. Yet you heard nothing.
This is fucking stupid, I should not do this shit. Your prefrontal cortex said in your mind, but your hand didn’t stop wrapping itself around the knob and testing to see if it was unlocked.. And it wasn’t, Girl if you do not turn your ass around right now–You thought to yourself, trying to reason yourself out of a very BAD idea. Your brain was already imagining what would happen if you got caught, and every response landed in the most brutal way to die. Pyro was reserved for a reason, and you know this. Everyone does, but curiosity did in fact kill the cat because your hand fully turned the knob.
You did one last glance around ensuring your isolation before taking a peek inside of the room, it was dark–yet thanks to military training you could make out any shapes that seemed human enough. And you saw nothing, even doing a reassuring stance to listen for any noises. But the only thing you heard was silence, you slipped your body gently through the crack in the door you had made for yourself to sneak in. Moving like a python in a tight place you slithered your way through and closed the door subtly and gently behind you before feeling around for a light. Your digits moved carefully around surfaces, feeling the textures of wood before your palm landed on cold metal. Your hand snaked up around the base as the tips of your fingers felt around for a switch..
Click.
The lamp illuminated the light in the room, and honestly? You were disappointed in the lack of–Everything. This room was basic, it had a bed, a dresser, a nightstand, a desk, and the standard lamp. The only thing that caught your eye was a pink fluffy unicorn plushy sitting in front of two pillows, your head tilted slightly in interest as you stepped forward towards the bed. It was neatly made, all corners tucked into the frame.. Pyro definitely had military training, and apparently liked unicorns? You weren’t stupid, you knew damn well not to touch that god forsaken stuffed animal. Having a slight feeling touching it would set Pyro into a murderous rage, so your eyes set to something less obvious. The closet.
You stepped forward towards the wooden door, hand wrapping around the wooden handle to open the sliding door. The closet was like the room, clean. Hanging from the bars were two hangers, one empty, the other hanger holding a latex fire-proof suit, and around the neck of the hanger was another black gas mask. On the metal shelf were a few boxes. One was for shotgun ammunition, another was for flare, and the other boxes were longer. Probably holding a shotgun and the flare gun. Below your feet was a big storage case, and on top another case. But it was smaller. Inside the small box were a few bottles of lube and conditioner, probably to help lube up the latex suit to get in. And on the other side there was napalm wrapped in protective casing. Upon closing the small box and temporarily moving it, you kneeled down on the ground and opened it. The contents were simple, Pyro’s flamethrower and some flammable fuel.
You were disappointed in finding only things you already knew about, the only new thing was the unicorn. Which surprised you, Pyro was such a homicidal cruel abomination.. Why did they enjoy something as innocent and childish as a pink unicorn with light pink hair? And the hair wasn’t matted like how most synthetic wool hair would be on most stuffed animals. It was straight and detangled, which immediately gave off the tell-tale sign Pyro cherished the stuffed toy.
With a sigh you stood up, there had to be more. You grabbed the medium black box and placed it back on its respective place on top of the other storage container and shut the closet. Making your way over to the dresser to see its contents.
Oops.. You thought to yourself when you opened the first drawer only to find it full of boxer briefs neatly folded. That didn’t really tell you much since you yourself wore boxers, they were better for combat and comfort. Your hands reached for another and found it stacked full of ammunition for different types of weapons, and a tool kit for sharpening and polishing. Again, nothing special.. The next drawer had some plain black t-shirts neatly folded military style. The next few drawers were just pants and socks, and a boot polishing kit..
Either Pyro knew someone would snoop eventually, or they were really just this reserved. This was a waste of time, you weren’t learning anything. Just the fact that military standards seemed to be drilled into Pyro’s brain and they liked unicorns–
Your mind was immediately changed upon opening the nightstand drawer. Your eyes landed on a jar, a mason jar, a mason jar full of human teeth. The light that shined in from the room poured into the drawer and lit up the different shades of teeth ranging from deep yellows to almost white, they were human by the way the incisor and molars looked. And the jar was full, full to the top. Your stomach dropped instantly, you needed to get the fuck out of here now. You gently shut the drawer and went for the light, the hairs on the back of your neck were standing tall and your adrenaline was kicking in. It was one thing to brutally murder the enemy, it was another to collect human teeth in a jar in your bedroom knowing your history as a serial maniac. Your heart immediately fell to your ass when you saw that god forsaken door knob turn, your training kicked in and your body made like the speed of light. Turning off the lamp before getting on all fours and sliding underneath the bed. Engulfing the room back into darkness, your only saving grace was light did not escape through the gaps of the doors.
Crrreeeakkkkk..
The door widened all the way as the room was flooded with light once more, you held your breath as a hand wrapped around your jaw to silence yourself. Your legs curled in to make yourself look smaller as you crawled into a corner furthest away from the exit from underneath the bed, your widened eyes landed on Pyro’s fluffy pink bunny slippers. You heard the familiar sound of the door shutting and the lamp clicking on, your eyes followed their feet. Trying not to make it obvious or alert them from staring so hard, they made their way over to the closet and opened it. Hanging up their suit on the empty hanger you saw earlier before closing the door and making their way to the bed.
The frame creaked underneath their added weight, slipping their feet out of the slippers and into the bed. You could feel them shifting to get comfortable before the light turned off, now all you had to do was wait till they fell asleep.. Minutes passed as silence filled the air, you waited carefully. Waiting for one snore, one snore and you’d get out of this room and forget you were ever in here. And thankfully you were given that one deep snore, you made haste. Crawling out from underneath the bed, still staying low to hide your figure–
HHFGK!
You gasped out, your hands jumping to the burnt one wrapped around your throat tightly. Cutting off your airway as Pyro lifted you from the ground and onto the bed, Pyro saw you enter their room when they were walking out of the bathrooms. They were just waiting for you out, they knew exactly where you were hiding too. They weren’t even laying down either, they just sat there and pretended to lure you out. You squirmed and wiggled, expecting to be met with Pyro’s weapon of choice till they dropped you on the bed and loomed above, they let go of your throat and turned on the lamp like an angry parent who just caught a teenager sneaking out of bed.
You coughed and heaved for oxygen, gagging on your own erratic breaths as you sat up for a better airway. Once you had regained your senses you looked up and saw Pyro. Not in their suit, but in lounge clothes. They were wearing one of the black shirts you had seen earlier and some comfortable baggy lounge pants. And of course, that black gas mask. Their thick arms were crossed and that’s when you noticed the lack of body hair, and soft skin. There was charred skin all over certain parts of their arms and hands. And around their entire neck and possibly more. ‘’I’m sorry–’’ You began immediately begging for forgiveness, ‘’I know this was severely inappropriate of me to invade your space. I have no excuse for my actions.’’ You really had no excuse, you being ‘’interested’’ in them wasn’t even an excuse either.
Pyro’s head tilted softly, you could feel their eyes on you. Staring directly at your head, they didn’t say anything–Even then it’s not like you’d understand a word they said. The silence was awkward as you waited for anything, a hint of interaction. But all you got was a chest heaving and them staring you down like an executioner. The fear in your system had your other senses working overtime to try and soothe that fear, and unfortunately it made things worse because you realized how.. Close their thighs to you. There was barely any space between you two, they had big thighs too–And your eyes subconsciously were looking them up and down. From toe to head, their body was masculine. That’s when you noticed the slight bulge where the crotch of their pants was, ‘’Pyro..?’’ You asked looking up at them.
Pyro didn’t know what to do with you, they were upset you had invaded their personal privacy instead of being normal and asking questions to them and actually interacting with them. They were just staring, staring directly at you silently. You couldn’t even read anything about them through their body language. This was awkward, and uncomfortable. Your body had the primal urge to remove yourself from this situation immediately. ‘’Can I leave..?’’ The minute that string of words came out of your mouth Pyro closed the gap, pushing you flat on your back on the bed. Your legs instinctively hiked up in habit and shock as they stood between your thighs, still staring down at you. But their gaze seemed to shift, from your face, to your neck, to your chest. That full chest rising and falling from beneath a t-shirt, you were scared. They knew you were, they didn’t want you to be scared of them. They weren’t going to hurt you!
You were terrified beneath them, begging to every entity above and below to spare your life. Your body jolted when you felt those rough hands land on your waist, right where your shirt had ridden up slightly from impact. In Pyro’s mind, this was a way of telling you they weren’t going to hurt you. In your mind you thought they were testing to see if it was possible to break your hips from this angle. Still sensing you were scared, they took a step forward–Which did nothing but cage you in and brush their crotch against yours. A soft gasp came from your lips when you felt a bulge rub against the clothed part of your sex, your hands gripping the bedding a bit harder as the muscles in your thighs clenched.
‘’Pyro–Wait..’’ You muttered out, shifting away from their crotch just in case.. But they pulled you back against it, hard. ‘’ah!’’ You mewled out on accident, Pyro only pulled you back because they thought you were trying to get away but their head jolted up to your face upon hearing that noise. Your face flushed with red, embarrassment burning your ears and head like you had been lit on fire. Before you could awkwardly apologize and try to move away again, their hips nudged gently against yours testing to see if they could make that sound come out again. ‘’uh–’’ Drawled out from you in a high pitched squeak, their head tilted as their grip on your waist slithered down to your hips. Squishing the soft fat underneath their burnt hands as they gently guided your hips to grind back against theirs.
Your muscles relaxed as the hairs on your neck went down, your body focusing on the pleasurable stimulation instead of adrenaline and your fight or flight response. They could feel your body relaxing underneath theirs as they kept a steady and perfect pace. Their bulge was getting bigger, you could feel the mound of flesh beneath those pants getting thicker and swelling. Soft breathing came from their mask above you as they grinded you down on them, the stimulation felt so good–You just couldn’t help wrapping your legs around their waist to bring them closer. Your sex was aching and pulsing around nothing, and you could feel yourself already getting wet from the slick ruining your dry underwear. ‘’ooh, fuckk..’’ You groaned, eyes going from wide to half lidded as those pupils slowly trailed up their body like eye candy.
Pyro themself was getting more dazed, their breath was picking up, the way their digits wrapped around your hips a bit tighter.. And the way they were grinding harder, they were listening to every soft mewl that came from those beautiful lips. You sounded like a siren singing, luring in unsuspecting victims to your trap. A beautiful harmonic melody filling their ears, they were unknowingly going harder. Grinding you harder down on their crotch which made your eyes flutter shut from the powerful stimulation overtaking your senses, you haven’t had release in months. You were too exhausted, too stressed out, or too hurt to even pleasure yourself in your lonesome. So your body was acting more desperate for the stimulus, ‘’haa, haa, mmh–’’ You whimpered out when they gave you three hard thrusts, like they were trying to fuck you out of your shorts. You let out a small cry when they folded you up and laid down on top of you, thighs clenched hard as they practically pounded you through their clothes. Your arms wrapped around their shoulders, bringing them close as their body crushed you. Using their weight as an advantage just to slam their hips into you harder, you could hear their erratic breathing coming through the filter of the gas mask.
Your eyes fluttered to their gas mask, seeing how the tinted lenses were all fogged up from how excited they were. Your hand gently abandoned the thick of their back and traveled along the black rubber slowly finding your hand wrapped firmly around the nozzle of the gas mask, palm almost covering the filter. This only seemed to excite Pyro more, the concept of having limited breathing made their brain even fuzzier as their pace picked up. Trying their hardest to mount you, you picked up on their pace and how quick and sloppy they had become. Your hand wrapped tightly around the filter, suppressing their breathing. A deep muffled groan came from them as they pumped their hips harder into your clothed sex, wiggling and gyrating their hips perfectly so their bulge rubs against your sensitive clit that was begging for attention.
Their breaths increasingly got heavier, sounding more like a gruff rasp than actual intakes for oxygen, their brain was getting all fuzzy and empty as their eyes fluttered from underneath that mask concealing their identity. Their messy humps got sloppier and slower, their body turning tense as less oxygen flowed through their veins. Your hand released on the nozzle, watching their chest heave for air as they shuttered violently. Almost coming from how good that felt to almost pass out. ‘’Pyro,’’ You panted out looking up into those tinted lens, ‘’Please–God, please fuck me.’’ You begged them, you almost winced at the hesitation they held. Were they nervous? Scared? Ashamed?
They were scared, scared of what you’d say the minute those pants came down. Pyro’s body wasn’t your attractive stupid hunk that had beautiful skin. Their skin was charred and burnt from the torture they had undergone in the past, permanent blisters swirling on their rough skin. Forming syllables and stories of what horrors this mortal body has seen, what they’ve gone through. What horrific monsters had done to them. They weren’t attractive, they were ugly, disgusting, a cruel and good for nothing monster. They couldn’t bear the insults, the teasing, the dehumanizing names and degrading sentences. Each letter only being a bullet to cause harm on their already weak psyche. But then those beautiful hands, those soft and firm hands that brought comfort wrapped around their shoulders as you bounded that lovely body into them harder. Face full of desperation, admiration and straight need that had their gut twisting in desire.
‘’Ah!’’ You gasped when they suddenly pulled back, looming above your shaky body as those charred hands yanked down the waistband of those baggy sweatpants. Their strong hips had old stitches, burn scars, and discoloration. Their happy trail was faint, yet there. The pubic follicles weak from once being lit ablaze, but that wasn’t what your eyes had zeroed in. It was their dick–8 inches of pure fat. Pyro’s body wasn’t muscular by any means, they were bulky yet had some chub to them. Their tip was a deep red, that red being broken up by the white pre dripping from their slit down their heavy shaft. They loomed above, nervous expecting an insult. But all they got was a pathetic whimper when you realized that was going to be stuffed into you for god who knows how long, your hips wiggled as you tried to yank down your shorts. Their hands came down and redirected your hands onto their cock, gently guiding those soft palms that made their lumbar arch. It’s been a really long time since their charred flesh felt a certain softness, your hands wasted zero time pumping. One hand wrapped firmly around the tip as the other dragged back and forth along the heated skin, ‘’MMMphmp!’’ They groaned, hands shaking as they abandoned your own and traveled down to the waist band of your shorts. Tugging them down with ease, their head tilted with slight curiosity at the dark stain on the front of your underwear. Dark from the slick you had been producing and your cunt crying for affection, they spread your thighs further. One palm on your warm flesh as a sign of affection as the other went down. ‘’oh!’’ You gasped when those thick fingers bundled up together to rub exactly where your messy slit was hiding. Thighs jiggling as a shiver went through them, feet bracing the bed as you swirled your hips with their fingers.
You pumped them harder, tongue reaching out to lick their messy tip. Their hips jolted forward, almost stuffing your mouth full as their hand on you rubbed harder. Trying to stuff you full through the fabric of your underwear, pressing hard against your opening that was trying to grasp anything. Your hand moved down to your underwear and hastily tugged the fabric clean from your pelvis, an animalistic grunt came from Pyro. His other hand snapping to your other thigh to make you spread far like an eagle, legs up in the air as they stared down directly at the pulsing flesh.
Drool dripped down their concealed chin, they had half a mind to rip this gas mask off and devour you like a bobcat. The way you NEEDED them made their ego inflate, for once, they were needed for something as carnal and intimate as sex. ‘’Pyroooo, don’t teasseee!’’ You cried out, flashing them with your best puppy eyes. You couldn’t take anymore teasing, your stomach was full of erratic butterflies that were making your mind melt into goo. Without a second thought they grabbed their base, shifting their hips low towards you. Putting those plushy thighs of yours around their hips as they jerked themself right in front of your entrance. Tip bumping against your vulva, tracing messy shapes on it as they covered you in their messy heady pre.
Huff, Huff, Huuuff.
They sounded like an exhausted bull above you, so worked up they couldn’t see straight. They didn’t see Pyroland or their boring black and white world, they saw reality. Real reality, and that reality was between your legs. ‘’O–Oh! Ah!’’ You gasped out, head rolling back hard as your hands gripped the messy bedding. Pathetically gasping, yet no noise came out as their tip pressed in. Stretching your tiny hole out, Your thighs tensed and quivered against their torso, chest heaving rapidly as they continued to push in. Every inch had you spiraling, noises without sound escaped those gaping lips as your eyes rolled back into your skull. Their rough flesh had your ankles twisting against their back as their hand softly rubbed your arched back. The one thing you were grateful for was they were being slow, aware of the size difference between you two. So they were going nice and slow to help you get used to them, their other hand was on your thigh. Groping the soft flesh as they watched you twitch and writhe, pushing all the way to the hilt before stopping. Letting that pretty cunt rest against their balls as they let you squeeze and stretch around their length. Pathetic cries escaped your throat as your hands blindly went to their stomach in a weak attempt to keep them there as your inner walls squeezed tightly around them, making them accidentally thrust forward on instinct. ‘’FUCK!’’ You yelped out when that stupidly fat tip slammed against a sweet spot that had you reeling, your hands gripped tighter on them as a raspy breath escaped you. ‘’p,pyro! Hold on–please–!’’ You cried out but they didn’t stop, ‘’uuuuggghhh..!’’ You moaned as they started on some deep shallow thrusts that had you near tears, they filled you up like cream filling! Their hips snapped hard against you, a loud plap coming from between you two as their hands slid up to your hips. Thumbs on your hip bones as they made you rock against them, lifting your bottom half up as they absolutely destroyed your poor pussy by doing barely ANYTHING. Those deep strokes had you howling out, slick dripping from your cunt onto the bedding and them–Coating them with your scent.
Rough ‘’uh’s’’ escaped you with their deep rhythm, they weren’t going fast in the slightest. What was tearing up your insides was how deep they were hitting, and how much force each pump had. Their hazy eyes travelled along your body like you were a string to a harp, watching you jiggle and the recoil you had from them. Those beautiful tits begging to be free from your shirt and bra, a deep grunt came from them as their hand gripped the loose fabric hard. Shoving it up towards your neck revealing your bra that barely held your heavy shoulder boulders. Your stomach dipped with each thrust, forming a small bump on your lower abdomen from where they were inside you. You felt like you were on a rollercoaster and on the tip of the drop, you pulsed hard around them as your thighs squeezed their torso hard. Digging into their ribcage as their thrusts grew quicker. Your noises came out faster as they picked up the vigor. Hips slamming into your pelvis like they were trying to split you open.
‘’Uuuuhh! O,Oh fuck!’’ You squeaked out in a high pitched cry, eyes hazily opening to stare at your desperate lover above you. Pounding deeply away, their thighs tense, knees digging into the mattress as the mattress itself squeaked like a mouse. One hand curled hard around your hip, thumb digging into the dip. The other holding up your shirt like a bully, their eyes trained on your bouncing tits like it was a TV show to laugh at. Your pussy squelched as it sucked them bone dry, heels digging into their back. Feeling the wet fabric of their once dry shirt, turning damp from the sweat pouring from their pores in an attempt to keep their body cool and to maintain homeostasis. Your arms wrapped around their shoulders, yanking them down as your lips found their rough neck. Soft plush of moisturized flesh against their leathery skin, they couldn’t feel your affection due to their nerves being numb in the areas of their fourth degree burns, but seeing you worship their ugly flesh brought great comfort to them.
Their body began to crush you again, curling around your form as their arms wrapped around your head. Forming a pillow as one hand buried in your hair, digits rubbing your scalp in comfort as they pounded you so hard you were squirming away from their hips. The stimulation being too much, too rough, too deep.
Your lips followed their assault to their unmaimed skin, lips wrapping around their Adam's apple and sucking. A muffled yelp came from them in surprise as their hips slammed into you so hard you screeched and released their Adam's apple. The reason? Their tip just slammed against your cervical wall. ‘’Haaah! O,Oh my GOOODDD!’’ you moaned out, eyes slamming shut as your hips gyrated up into theirs. Trying to force them to breach that wall, and they got the hint immediately. This position wasn’t helping, so in a flash they lifted you up and themself. Seating your plush ass on their spread thighs as they forced you down harder, bouncing you like you were in a bounce house. Forcing you allll the way up into the air, your cunt only gripping their tip before slamming you back down. Making you take them whole, this new position and pace had your brain shutting down. Drool leaking from your lips in a pathetic response to this newfound violent stimulation that was rattling your bones. They were trying to pop your wall like a grape! ‘’P–Pryo, M’ gonna cum!’’ You sobbed out into their shoulder weakly, your voice high pitched and shaky as you shook around them. Your walls gripping them hard, suctioning wet flesh onto their shaft, damn near making them claustrophobic as you came hard. Slick pushing from your cunt onto their dick & balls. You fluttered violently around them as incoherent noises escaped you, their hands on your lower back and ass as they took this opportunity of numbness and overstimulation to absolutely ravage your guts.
In real time you could feel them rearranging your guts into little hearts and geometric patterns like you were a canvas, all you could do was cry out weakly and reel in the violent shocks you were feeling. Their pace got sloppy, rushed, erratic as they hunted down their orgasm. As much as they wanted to paint your insides like the great Mona Lisa, they couldn’t risk you getting pregnant. That would make Ms. Pauling suspend you! Rough growls dripped from the filter as their grip on you became borderline painful, making you squirm in a poor attempt to get away from the pain. And with one last slam they yanked out of you, causing your slick to spray down on them like a shower head as their own thick ropes of cum splattered all over your stomach and chest. Painting your skin a creamy white, their hand jumped down to their cock and pumped hard. Forcing more to splatter onto you, thick, gooey, warm potent cum painting your stomach like an ancient mural as their chest heaved.
They collapsed backwards, bringing you down with them as they manhandled you into laying with them. Riding the waves of pleasure and the after shocks as they heaved for oxygen they had suppressed themself from getting, they didn’t even notice they had been subconsciously holding their breath this entire time! You laid limp in their grasp, cuddling into them. Stealing their warmth as your brain came back down to earth. Their hand comfortingly rubbing your back as they looked down at you, their stare was one of affection and desire and yours was one of exhaustion and admiration. This was the best sex you had in a long while, you felt like a new person. Scrubbed from the inside and out, reborn into something new.
You let out a long sigh, not one of irritation. One of delight, as you snuggled your head into them eyes fluttering shut in exhaustion. They had wiped you out, more than any battlefield or mission could do. The last thing you felt was Pyro pulling up the blankets on top of your bodies and holding you close.
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SUMMARY: ‘’ Riding, riding, riding around on my little white pony that’s how we get down! ‘’
TAGS/WARNINGS: no plot straight porn, this is utterly filthy, p in v, unprotected sex, mask kink, monsterfucking, blood play, riding, established relationships, womb fucking, breeding, praise kink, pet names, squirting, cum inflation, daddy kink, hair pulling, anal play, cnc, aftercare!
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‘’mmphmm! ooah–’’
Huff, huff,, huff–
You were currently face down against the old factory concrete floor with your ass allll the way up in the air, knees bent, face crushed against the concrete as a hulking 7 '4 giant kneeled behind you. Greedy hands palming your thick ass as he growled and snarled against his welder's mask. Using your completely raw and purple cheeks as leverage as he rammed you back on his throbbing monster cock that was latched onto your womb, ‘’aahh.. ahhh, uhhhgh!’’ you wanted your big boy to breed you so bad oh my godddd.. The way his thick curved cock carved you out so perfectly, hauling his absolutely chubby shaft perfectly into your tiny hole that had been perfectly trained and stretched out just for him. ♡
He was so good at fucking you, it was like he climbed ancient mountains to learn just how to please you. Every time you two had sex he hammered you so good you couldn’t help but to squirt so hard on him you gave him a crystal shower. Your body jiggled and moved like an ocean’s waves, hypnotizing the poor beast with how smooth your body flowed with every thrust. He moved like a well oiled machine to keep plugging you up with every thick and chunky liter of his potent cum, your belly was heavy and sloshing from how many liters he’s already pumped you full with. He was like a bear, trying to feed your hungry cunt every last drop for winter so you could be all fat and happy. The thunderous claps of his thick hips slapping against your well loved ass filling the dry air as he held you down in a yoruichi pose. Stretched out like a kitty cat, ass all the way up in the air, on your tippy toes, your upper half squished firmly against the floor and arms stretched out. The cold floor stimulating your nipples and making you twitch as he dragged his cock innnnn and outtttt..
Folds soaked and stretched around his thick base, his large breeder balls smacking your clit like it was intentionally bullying you. Every dark and thick pubic hair attached to that man’s pelvis kept sticking to your sloppy cunt, adding to the almost painful stimulus that kept burning your nerves to a crisp. ‘’D–Daddyy ♡!’’ You wailed out as that thick gloved hand came prowling down onto your tender ass. Spanking you so hard every spank knocked tears out of you, ‘’1! Hic 2! hic 3–!’’ He didn’t even need to verbalize anything, he had you trained like a pavlovian dog. Every time he spanked you knew he wanted you to count, you just subconsciously did it because of how he conditioned you to do it every time without fail. In return? Your reward? Those fat fucking hips slamming into you like a train wreck, gyrating his hips roughly to burn the nerves in your puffy clit as his other hand went to your hair and tugged it back. Making your neck crane, using it as a rein like you were a pony to fuck you so hard you just uncontrollably squirted down his length. Warm squirt plowing out of your well-used cunt as it splashed all over the floor, making the stained concrete floor even more slippery.
Your wet thighs quivered violently as his hand spread open your swollen cheeks, slipping his thick & long index finger into your tight ass as he used the rest of his fingers to grip your fat. Making you roll back into his plowing, him fingering your ass just made you squirt harder. Pussy threatening to push him out as you thrashed around, screaming bloody murder. Your hand abandoned its place on the floor and went to your clit, using your palm to rub the whole thing as your hips had a mind of their own. Using his hips like a trampoline as you bounced back on his dummy thick cock trying to breach your cervix so he could properly breed your womb like you needed it too. ♡
His finger moved quicker in your tight hole, curling around the smooth flesh as his loud grunts and animalistic groans bellowed out like a crocodile's mating call. His back arching so he could angle his thrusts juuusttt right to viciously bully his gargantuan shaft right into a tender spot that had your life flashing before your eyes. ‘’A–Ah! Fuck!’’ You squealed, head swinging low as he hit your g-spot and a sensitive spot in your ass at the same time. It was like a little control button for you that made your body equivalent to jello. Your fingers moved quicker on your clit, trying the hardest to knock another brain melting orgasm out. Rubs turned into urgent slaps which caused your hips to jump against him, his thick thumb swirled in your hole as his cock kept brutally humiliating your poor pussy. You were so slick and wet it was globbing down your thighs and hanging from your folds, dripping into small pools on the floor. You probably looked so stupid and silly writhing on that nasty floor, hair in your face as you desperately slapped your abused cunt. You had zero rhythm, your brain was too foggy and had the consistency of melted ice cream.
The beast grumbled behind you, his hulking breaths that almost sounded like a bull huffing and puffing from behind his welders mask as his eyes were glued to his thick cock punching in and out of you. Thumb rimming the shit outta you till you saw blue, his huge thighs shifted to straddle your ass better as he tried to hammer down on your womb. Trying to get through your cervix that had not yet faltered its defenses. ‘’a–ah! ah!’’ You wailed out as his cock and thumb popped right out of your body, he watched in pure awe as you squirted him out with a slick POP! Both holes pulsing and fluttering as a fountain of clear squirt splattered out from your abused flesh onto the floor, almost having the pressure as a pressure washer as your thighs trembled. The cutest little gasps and hiccups escaping you as he watched his creampie’s drip from you. His large hand that was covered in your juices came up and spread open your folds. Watching your small stretched hole clench around nothing and sputter out cum.
You panted and heaved for your life, eyes shut as you tried to overcome the violent aftershocks that felt like being electrocuted. His hands gently gripped around your bruised welt covered hips and dragged you back towards him. Wincing in pain from the welts and friction blisters all over your ass and hips as he adjusted you to sit on his lap facing you. Holding you close and letting you ride it out–Yeah no, he just used his tip to torture you. Not sticking it in at all, just letting it bump your pulsing hole that was trying to catch him. Your shaky arms wrapped around his heaving shoulders for stability as you grinded against his angry cockhead, resting your head against his in a loving gesture that he gladly reciprocated as he smothered his shaft in your juices. His poor head was all fuzzy from you whimpering in his ear, his fingers gripping around your soft flesh harder as he tried to restrain himself from just shoving it back in.
Till you sank down on his cock, whimpering loudly in his ear like a fawn bleating as you sank back down with embarrassing ease on that fat monster cock. Your head lolling forward as your tongue licked a column of rough skin, your hips made haste in treating him like a horse. Forcing him to pump his cock inside you at a vigorous pace as his thighs trembled. Knees scraping against the concrete floor as his hand reached into your hair and tugged back. Watching your fucked out & cock drunk expression, the furrowed brows, half lidded eyes that were slowly becoming crossed, the way those perfect lips gaped like a fish as your thighs squeezed his torso. Swiveling your hips to stimulate your clit against his rough skin and wet pubic hair, ‘’haaa–dadddyy!’’
The beast’s vision was all blurry, his almost asthmatic sounding pants and grunts got more animalistic as his other arm wrapped tightly around your lower back helped you ride him like a Charbray bull. You were milking him to literal shame. His balls were tightening up like a taut bow as his heavy chest violently rose and fell. ‘’A–AH!’’ You yelped as your whole body jolted up, eyes widening as his big tip pressed into your cervix. He stopped completely once he realized what he just hit, but he didn’t stop. He released your hair as both arms wrapped tight around you. One around your lower back the other on your upper, keeping you in a bear hug as he aggressively threw his hips up. Panting with pure determination and desperation as his tip painfully slowly stretched past that tight wall. ‘’F–FUCK! U,UH! WAITWAIT!’’ You screamed, thrashing against him was completely useless as he kept going. The stretch was beyond painful, and had tears streaming down your face. With a devastating pop he was fully sheathed in your cervix, he didn’t even wait for you to get used to it before pumping into you violently. Chasing his orgasm as he used you as a fucktoy, your brain was just empty. Blue screened, sent back to the factory settings. Your eyes were so rolled back he could see every vein in the whites of your eyes as he brutally pulverized your pussy into mush.
Your hands gripped that disgusting fur coat of his, palming the wet bloody fur as the stupidest high pitched noises came from your voice box. The bump on your belly bulged obscenely, skin forming a lump on your lower abdomen as loud squeaks escaped you. You sounded like one of those squeaky pigs, loud and high pitched from how hard he was going. It was a rouughh stretch that you never seemed to accommodate because he was making it physically impossible. His large arms squeezed around your torso, crushing your ribs and knocking the wind out of your lungs.
‘’Uhh.. Uh!’’
God your throat was burning, every inch of you felt like you had been smothered in gasoline. His dick was so goddamn good it had you speaking animalese, rambling and babbling over basic sentences that even a toddler couldn’t fuck up. He was absolutely obliterating your pussy, filthy squelches that sounded like a wet sponge being thrown full force into a concrete wall filled the air your strawberry–No, cherry ass was slamming violently down against his burly pelvis as he tried his hardest to drain any red blood from you and fill it up with his cum. Is it pink? No it’s white from how much he’s mindlessly dumping into you to prove how much he adores you. His thick arms flexed violently, taut muscles strangling you as he kept dragging you down like a fleshlight.
‘’Hhppfff–Gnngh..’’ Came from that rusty welders mask, you were driving this monster up the wall and then some. His poor brain that was once focused on hatred of the younger generation and brutally tearing someone's jaw from their skull to trying to ruin your cervix, his large hands were trembling against your body. Digits flexing around you, groping your soft body. Making bruises the size of a baseball all over you, you could feel him swelling in you–He was about to pop your pussy like a damn grape.
His thrusts got quicker and deeper, and somehow–Meaner. Big ol’ thighs clenching hard beneath you as he chased his orgasm. You could hear his rough growls getting louder and louder, every growl was broken up by a sharp intake for air. Like he was feining for oxygen from how hard he was going.
‘’O–OH FUCK! AH!’’ You squeaked out when he came for the…Well probably the 30th time in your spent pussy. His hips slapped against yours as he gave himself a few stuttering pumps as you felt warm and thick cum fill your belly. Your belly was thicker than before–a lot thicker because of him constantly filling you up like a Dutch oven. He didn’t pull out, he stayed slotted deep. His hips gave little pathetic grinds against you as weak little pumps of cum came leaking out of his exhausted tip. His head tiredly came forward and nuzzled against yours, a deep groan of satisfaction and love coming from deep in his throat. His grip on your body softened, rubbing what dark purple and red pools he made all over your body. Trying to soothe the ache from them, you were absolutely dumbstruck. Still going through the violent aftershocks and your walls wouldn’t stop milking him in a poor excuse for more despite him fattening you up like a cookie. He made sure your legs were nice and tight around him as he stood up, carrying you gently back to one of the abandoned storage rooms he made your bedroom.
happy late new years!! I took a minor hiatus because going in and through winter break was a NIGHTMARE. I was so busy and so exhausted and going through the worlds worst writing block, I've gone through all of my inboxes and seen your requests--dw I'll be back to work soon doing requests! <3
I'll probably be releasing already finished stuff that never got submitted to tie you guys over, I also have to update my page which will take a bit </3
again, requests are open!
Could I request a smut fic with Rusty Nail x a male amab reader? You're snut fics are so good and it love how well you write Rusty! I need him to pound me and call me his good boy after getting home from a long trip and being all sweaty and stinky -////-
⋆｡‧˚ʚ🍭ɞ˚‧｡⋆‘’ IDC IF THE STRAP IS FAKE I SAID NUT IN ME! ‘’ – RUSTY NAIL X GN!READER – SMUT & FLUFF – ONESHOT
THUMBNAIL MADE BY ME ALL CREDITS FOR ART GO TO OG CREATORS!
⋆ 𐙚 ̊. {MDNI} ⋆ 𐙚 ̊.
3096 words.
SUMMARY: ‘’ Who knew a 6’9 365 pound man would be so noisy? ‘’
TAGS/WARNINGS: small plot straight porn, this is utterly filthy, breeding kink, praise kink, hand job, toy use mention, strapping, anal sex, humping, overstimulation, drooling, spanking, pre-established relationships, fingering (m), dom!reader, subby!rusty, premature ejactulation, creampie, aftercare!
A/N: something about dicking down a man 20x bigger than me and making him cry brings JOY to me.
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NSFW UNDER THE CUT.
It was a nice relaxing evening, Rusty had finally come home from a short haul and was currently shedding off all his layers so he could take a shower before crashing down into bed with you. He began taking up shorter hauls due to the holiday’s coming around, he still wanted to work because a. He didn’t want to be alone while you were working, and b. Because any extra money is good. Despite doing a short haul he had to drive everywhere around this god forsaken town, and he didn’t expect it to be THAT hot today despite knowing damn well he lived in Utah. So he sweated his ass off the entire day and was extremely uncomfortable and was trying to make quick work of his second skin.
You were laying on your belly, pillow tucked underneath your chest as you tiredly watched the 6’9 365 pounded brute you called a boyfriend throw his nasty clothes in the hamper. One hand underneath your jaw keeping your head up as you just thought of random shit.. And said random shit. ‘’I sometimes wish we were seahorses.’’ You babbled, your eyes trailing up his scarred & sweaty back. Counting in your brain subconsciously all of his beauty marks and moles. You called them his ‘’chocolate chips’’ to be sappy. ‘’Why’s that sugar plum?’’ He hummed back, deep voice laced with exhaustion and hoarse from the lack of use. Despite being a trucker he sure as shit didn’t talk a lot, he preferred nonverbal communication. ‘’Because I wanna get you pregnant.’’ Rusty’s heard a lot of weird phrases in his years on this planet, but that was a first. Made him pause unbuckling his belt.
‘’Don’t you have a strap laying around somewhere?’’ He said casually playing along like that comment didn’t just stun him and change the directory of his brain chemistry. You thought for a moment before getting up to your knees and scanning the bedroom, ‘’Would you really be okay with that?’’ Rusty’s NEVER mentioned anything like that before. Sure, you two were on the same freakunecy… But that’s never been mentioned in the entire life span of your relationship. Rusty hesitated with his response, he didn’t want to come off as standoffish because he didn’t want to be viewed as weak. ‘’I mean.. I guess? S’ jus’ us swappin’ roles..’’ He said with a shrug. And with his confirmation and consent you got up and went over to the closet. Yanking over a whole container full of sanitized sex toys you’ve collected and used throughout the years. Looking specifically for the harness you had and double sided strap, the harness was easy to find but the strap was a bit harder.. But after digging around you found it along with a vibrating cock ring you bought Rusty for Christmas as a semi-gag joke. ‘’Are you sure about this?’’ You asked as he raised a brow and saw you grabbing the needed materials.
Fuck, you were being serious. Rusty thought as his eyes laid on the strap, it wasn’t big by any means.. Well, as big as him. It was curved and the silicone was hot pink with glitter incorporated in it, and looked about to be 7-8 inches and 4 cm thick. Rusty was so exhausted he didn’t realize you were being genuine, but yet again you once told him the reason why you weren’t paying attention to him was because you were daydreaming about riding him. He had a 5 second decision to tell you no, or yes.. ‘’Will it hurt..?’’ That wasn’t a no or yes! He cringed at himself inside of his brain, ‘will it hurt’ REALLY? Coming from a homicidal psychopath lunatic who feared nothing? His reputation and image was burning right in front of his eyes. ‘’Not if I prep you right, no..’’
What the absolute fuck was he doing, here he was laying on his back while his partner was on top of him. Pressing kisses all over his neck and face as they grinded down onto his semi-hard cock, he agreed to this. You were significantly smaller than him, how the hell was this gonna work? The put together strap was just laying beside him as you grinded that pretty hole on him. His tip desperately trying to latch on, ‘’you smell sooo goood..’’ He heard you mewl as you pressed a messy kiss to his scarred bottom lip, a small chuckle escaping him as his arms tightened around you. ‘’I smell like sweat and dirt baby, s’ not that good.’’ ‘’Yeah? But that always smells good. Especially with your musk..’’ You purred as your kisses went lower to his scruffy jawline, his back shivering as his hips jerked into yours a bit. Signaling he was beginning to get hard, you sat up reaching towards the cock ring laying beside the strap along with some birthday cake flavored lube. It was half used from when he wasn’t here, you shook up the bottle and poured a good amount on the ring so it wouldn’t hurt or be uncomfortable around him. And to also stimulate what you would feel like if you were wrapped around him. You heard him huff as you slid it around his massive cock and balls, turning it on to the highest setting to get him ready and somewhat distracted. ‘’mphm..’’ He groaned out as his thighs clenched, muscles tensing as he felt the vibration of the toy massage him. The cold & slick lube stimulating what you would feel like which made things better, your hand wrapped around his tip and gently jerked as you watched him writhe. ‘’Yeah big boy? Feel good?’’ You teased, soft hand cupping the fat of his tip and jerking it. Soft thumb rubbing against his slit that was pouring pre-cum, his head rolled back with a louder groan. ‘’D–Don’t say that shit!’’ He gasped out, knowing full well you were about to send his praise kink into start to make him dizzy. ‘’Why not? I can’t say how good my big boy’s doing?’’ His molars creaked against each other as he fought a whimper trying to crawl from the depths of his voice box.
‘’C’mon big boy..♡’’
‘’Look at you.. So hard already? Been thinking about me all day huh?’’
‘’Such a pretty dick, I love how pretty your tip is baby ♡’’
You had this poor man writhing and gasping, full on whimpering as he got all dizzy from your praises. Calling him big boy and pretty just destroyed his ego and logic factor and made his libido fill his brain and how bad he needed to fuck you, you were making his hormones act a damn fool. You kept stroking his tip as the ring did the rest of the work, poor baby had a puddle of creamy pre-cum on his pelvis. Your other hand went to his hairy legs and coaxed them to lift up, ‘’Lift these big ol’ legs for me..’’ you didn’t even have to ask because he followed your orders like a dog. Your finger tip just faintly started massaging and rubbing his hole, not even pressing in but that alone made his back arch. ‘’F–FUHFUCK!’’ He cried out at the foreign stimulation, bringing a smile of absolute unfiltered joy to your face. ‘’Shhh.. Good boy, s’ okay..’’ You reassured him as your digit kept massaging, wanting him to get used to the feeling so it would be more comfortable for you. He did the same for you so it was only right.
You slowly eased him into more pressure and pace from your finger, hearing his little huffs and puffs as his arm draped around his face. Absolutely embarrassed yet completely aroused. You let him hide from you, well until you eased your finger in. ‘’GUK!’’ Came straight from his lungs as his whole body tensed and jolted, good god he has never felt anything like this before. His thighs literally trembled when your finger pushed in enough to reach his p-spot, a ragged breath escaping his heaving hairy chest as his other hand clawed at the sheets. His ankles curled as his toes dug into the sheets, the sheer pleasure and bliss was too much from him–The stimulation was just too much!
He yelped out your name in broken syllables as ropes of thick cum spurted from his insanely hard cock that was turning purple, his hips jerking which just made him cum harder since you were stimulating his p-spot still. He squirted so hard and so much it literally reached the dresser and got on the floor, that small puddle turned into a pool of cum on his pelvis and around his thighs as loud gasps and grunts came from him. ‘’Good boy! Feels so good huh? Such a good boy Rusty.. ♡’’ You cooing at him like a baby had him whimpering as your cum covered hand moved to your face, ‘’Rusty, look at me..’’ You purred. One of his eyes peaked out as he watched you lick off his salty & bitter sperm from your hand. That pink tongue dragging all around your fingers to collect every drop. His dark eyes dilated, his whole body quivering as he watched you. His ragged breathing is getting audibly louder and more rough. Your now clean hand wrapped around his arm and dragged it away from your face as you blissfully watched his fucked out expression, the way his pretty eyelashes fluttered and his lids shut when you got him used to the feeling..
Your finger pulled out with a small pop as you grabbed the harness and lube bottle, putting on the harness and inserting one side of the strap into you. The harness had a small hole where the double sided dildo would be able to go in you, ‘’ooah–fuck…’’ You mewled out as you sank the whole thing into your slick hole, putting your core down onto the sheet as you rocked your hips a bit. Grinding the toy in yourself trying to mimic Rusty, your hand reached for the lube and shook the bottle once more. Drowning the strap in lube so it was completely coated as you guided Rusty into doggy. Felt a bit odd for you to be the one behind him, but god he looked so pretty.. Your hand went and massaged that sensitive spot on his lower spine, watching his back arch as soft mewls came from the big man. You coated him in lube so nothing would hurt or get caught, the last thing you wanted was to hurt him. With a small breath you centered the tip of the strap to his hole and slowly began pushing in.
‘’AH! FUCK!’’ He bellowed out as his shoulders tensed, back dipping and chubby stomach caving as a ½ of an inch entered him. Your hand is still rubbing his spine as the other cupped his thick hip.. ‘’Shh–Doing so good..’’ You said, leaning down to press a loving kiss to his lower back for comfort as you continued sinking in. Loud ‘uhs!’ and ‘nghs!’ Escaped him as his eyes rolled back into his skull, large hands grabbing excessive amounts of sheets for leverage and grounding as his whole body shook. Little squeaks and hums came from you as the other side of the dildo moved inside of your needy hole, slightly wishing it was Rusty so you could feel those earth shattering pulses from him. Your thighs quivered as they slapped against the back of his as you finally got to the hilt and didn’t move, allowing him to get used to the stretch and burn.
Poor Rusty was damn near tears as his big ol’ body tried to render and deal with the stretch, he couldn’t deny how good it felt to feel that stupid hot pink slick silicone right against his p-spot and buried deep in him. His own cock fluttering around the ring that just vibrated more intensely due to his nervous system being on high alert and receiving a lot of stimulus receptions. His fat tip humping the wet bedding as he started slowly rocking into your strap, ‘’p,please–fuck me..’’ You heard him whimper out, he sounded so.. Vulnerable? Needy? Desperate? His voice was cracking and his normal cold tone was full of complete need and bliss, you slowly began rocking your hips into his ass. Your hand on his spine escaping to grab a fist full of his thick ass, making him clench with a hiss. Soft moans escaped your throat as the dildo made the same pace in your hole, slick silicone rubbing against those gummy walls. Stimulating you to want to go quicker to get more of that stimulus, your thrusts got deeper and a bit faster which made Rusty’s back arch lower, and lower, and LOWER. Loud groans and growls escaping him as he rocked back against your cock and grinded down against the bed, you began to take advantage of the bed being bouncy and started making him bounce back on your cock. ‘’HNG!’’ Came from him as his head lolled forward, your greedy hands sliding to his thick hips trying to get him to go faster as that dildo drilled in you.
‘’Mphm.. Fuck! Yes–!’’ You cried out as you bounced down harder on the dildo, thighs quivering and threatening to shut as you started to drill in Rusty with your cock. Hearing him howl like a werewolf as your hand slammed down onto the back of his skull, fisting in his fluffy pepper & salt hair as you crushed his face down into the mattress. Leaning up a bit as you angled yourself better to pound him with your cock, your cock’s thick tip ramming over and over again into his prostate as he drooled into the bedding. You had this absolutely massive psychotic serial killer, drooling all over himself because of your cock. He was 20x bigger than you! And here you were hammering away at his fluttering hole, the dildo pounded into your juicy hole. The both of you making loud squelches as the sound of your hips slapping against Rusty’s ass filled the air. His noises snuffed out by the bedding below him as his hands shook violently, sweat pouring off of his body as he tried humping the bed harder and bouncing back on your cock harder.
He was getting close, you could tell, the way he was violently trembling and squirming–To the way he clenched down harder on the cock and his movements became more erratic. Your hand slipped down between his legs to pump his painful cock, making him buck back against you harder. Ramming that dildo real nice in you, ‘’S–Shit! Rusty!’’ You moaned out as you stroked him harder, making his ass raw from how hard you were jackhammering your cock into him. You heard him shriek like a Skinwalker as thick cum splattered all over your hand again and all over the bedding, spurting out like a fountain as your other hand slapped his ass.
THWACK! THWACK! PLAPP–PLAPPP!
Your handprints began to welt on his raw ass as you pumped every last ounce of sperm out of his cock, hips still pummeling in his ass as you chased your release. You really wished you had the ability to nut in him–Then it hit you, this strap had a pump. Thankfully when you were looking for lube you found the monster cum version that was supposed to go in your bad dragons, it was a good brand and you were gonna use it on him before you found an even better version. Your hand left his cock leaving him to whimper as it grabbed the bottle and syringe it came with, skillfully filling the thick syringe up with the thick white slick mimicking sperm and attached it to the tube hanging from the strap, one hand held the syringe the other held his hip as you fondled the plush fat of his ass and hip. Playing with the roll of fat there as you pounded him deeper, little cries and gasps escaped you as you moved harder. With more franticness and urgency, you could hear Rusty full on whimpering and crying pathetically. His voice cracking with every cry as he moaned out your name loudly, thank god you two lived on private land because he was loud.
‘’R,RUSTY!’’ You wailed out as your orgasm came crashing down on you, head rolling back as your spine arched and body shook. Your creamy slick drips out of your pulsing hole as your other hand pressed down on the syringe. Making the thick monster cum fill him up, ‘’NGH! O–OH GOD!’’ Rusty yelped as he felt the thick & slick fluid fill his ass all the way to the brim, he could practically hear the faux cum sloshing in his stomach as you slowly pulled out of him. Watching as your creampie leaked from his well-used fluttering hole, tongue licking a stripe to clean up the mess as he squirmed away from you.
Loud pants and sighs filled the sex-fueled air as both of you came down from a heavenly high, your state of bliss was broken when you heard him hoarsely chuckle. ‘’Is this how you feel?’’ he said teasingly, as you tiredly nodded. He felt so.. Full yet so clean and reborn, who knew getting dicked down had this effect? Your hand unhooked the straps as you whimpered when the dildo slid from your greedy hole. Tossing it to the side as you felt the bed dip, Rusty’s legs violently shaking as the remnants of your cum leaked down his thighs. He struggled to walk like a newborn fawn as he scooped you up and brought you to the bathroom for a nice hot shower.. And you having to suck the cock ring off of his dick of course.
i beg for more rusty nail 🥺😔 i'll take anything except angst... i want to be happy with my man. Loved your writing, and will continue reading it till you want to make a new one 😮💨
૮◞ ◟𑁬∘˙˚ ‘’ NOT ENOUGH?! ‘’ – RUSTY NAIL X FEM! READER – SMUT & FLUFF – ONESHOT.
THUMBNAIL MADE BY ME ALL CREDITS FOR ART GO TO OG CREATORS!
{MDNI}
2677 words.
SUMMARY: ‘’ Rusty DID infact steal his bitch. ''
TAGS/WARNINGS: small plot with porn, this is utterly filthy, p in v, unprotected sex, monster cock!rusty overstimulation, creampies, belly bulge, size kink, cheating, cnc, video taping, plot of joyride 3, praise kink, squirting, stuffing, womb fucking, cervix breaching, cumplay, breeding kink, aftercare!
A/N: ej come water
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NSFW UNDER THE CUT.
‘’Fuck.. FUCK! You just had to fucking mess with him didn’t you Austin?’’ Jordan snarled as his hands gripped the steering wheel, his knuckles becoming white from how much tension lied in his muscles. Austin just had to mess with that trucker, he had to piss him off and almost run him off the road. And now they were being the repercussions for his actions after they very loudly told him not to do the stunt he pulled. You had gotten kidnapped a couple of hours ago after they stopped for gas, and every CB channel was silent so nobody could find out what Rusty was doing to you. ‘’It wasn’t my fault–Who knew that piece of shit would go complete maniac on us!’’ Austin said trying to defend his actions despite knowing he was very much in the wrong, his hands were trapped around his hair out of stress. You were his girlfriend, his pride and joy–And because he decided to be a major dickhead you got thrown into this mess.
RRR!
The racer's V8 engine roared like a hellcat screeching as the tires boomed down the road, Jordan’s hand reached out to the CB and turned the knob on. Turning it to every individual channel trying to listen for any hint of life, Jewel sat in the backseat torn if they should go to the police or stay silent just like Rusty had ordered. ‘’Maybe we should go to the police, he kidnapped her! That’s a crime–’’ ‘’No Jewel, remember what he said. If we went to the cops we’d be in deep shit!’’ Austin snapped at her, shutting her up efficiently as Jordan snapped his head towards him.
‘’Don’t yell at Jewel, she’s just in as much shock as all of us!’’
‘’Well at least you HAVE your girlfriend!’’
‘’Well, yeah, because I wasn’t a fucking idiot and decided to almost kill a psychotic trucker on a highway called ‘’slaughter alley!’’
‘’YOU SON OF—’’
‘’You still out there 1 racer?’’
Silence filled the car as that familiar deep brassy southern growl filled the CB channel, right on 12. Jordan scrambled for the mic as his foot eased onto the pedal. Slowing the car’s speed as his index finger hooked around the push-to-talk button. ‘’Yes! Yes–We are still here..’’ Jordan replied back, praying that Rusty didn’t already leave the channel since he lacked any patience. ‘’Ask about her.’’ ‘’Austin–’’ ‘’I said ask!’’ But before Jordan could ask, Rusty beat him to it. ‘’Realll pretty thing you got here Austin..’’ He drawled out, his tone making Jewel shiver with unease. Austin whispered ‘’son of a bitch…’’ Underneath his breath at Rusty’s perverted comment, wanting to snatch that CB radio out of Jordan’s hand and give him a piece of his mind. ‘’She’s real sweet t’me, real nice. Such a shame on how pent up she is.’’
What?
WHAT?!
‘’GIVE ME THE FUCKING MIC!’’ SKKKRRTTTTT!
‘’AUSTIN! GET BACK–STOP!’’
‘’AUSTIN STOP!’’ Jewel’s hands grasped Austin’s shoulders as she yanked him off of Jordan who just slammed on the brakes to avoid getting in a car accident with the rest of the group who were in the van behind them. The tires glided like butter against the rough road, nearly going into the shoulder of the highway and into the grass before Jordan’s phone buzzed. His tan hand reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone to see a message from an unknown number, his thumb clicked on the sender’s message and was met with a sight nobody wanted to witness. There you were, duct tape around your mouth and wrists, bent down in doggystyle with your ass up in the air. And Rusty behind you, only showing his waist as he fucked his fat cock into your tight cunt. The worst part was it wasn’t even a picture it was a video, and his thumb accidentally graced the sensitive screen and made it play. ‘’Uuugh..Fuckk..’’ Rusty snarled out, his large rough hand violently clenching and groping the fat of your ass as he rammed his thick hips into you. His hairy and fat thighs quivering from when your overstuffed cunt squeezed on him like an octopus's suckers. Your face was laying down against the cold metal of the dimly lit trailer, eyebrows furrowed as every noise was muffled from the thick tape wrapped around your mouth. Long lashes fluttering against your cheeks as your eyes rolled back into your skull, ‘’mpppmhp! mphh.. uuuuhh!’’ Came from your duct taped mouth as your body bounced back from the impact and friction Rusty was providing. He was so big and thick, you thought the stretch was over but he kept stretching you with every thrust! Like there was a lot more of him that hadn’t been able to fit in your entrance yet.
Everyone watched in shock and terror, Jewel covered her ears and looked away as Austin just stared. Stared in disbelief, fear, disgust, repulsion, and anger. Here that psychotic lunatic was, dicking down YOU, his girlfriend, all because of a silly prank. Thankfully it was only a clip of that before the video ended, before Jordan could even register what he just witnessed Austin’s hand snatched the receiver angrily and crushed that poor press-to-talk button. ‘’YOU SON OF A BITCH! SHE DIDN’T DO ANYTHING TO YOU!’’ He snarled like an angry dog, spit flying from his mouth as the veins in his hand and neck pulsed out. His face flushing with anger and humiliation, eyes feral from pure rage. His nostrils were flaring like a bull. ‘’Oh I know that,’’ Rusty chuckled hoarsely, basically mocking Austin back knowing damn well he just stole his girlfriend. ‘’She’s bein’ a good girl and makin’ it up to me. You’ve got such a good girlfriend Austin, well.. You had one.’’
One? What the fuck was that supposed to mean–No. Nonononono!
‘’She doesn’t love you, you're forcing her to do this!’’ Austin growled back at Rusty, and all Rusty did was laugh. Laugh in his damn face like he was a top tier stand up comedian. ‘’Baby? C’mere honey, show your ex how much you love me..’’
‘’A–Austin?’’ You gasped out in a hoarse and meek tone, Austin’s anger momentarily burned out as he heard your voice.’’Baby? Baby–I’m so sorry, this is all my faul–’’ ‘’F,FUCK! RUSTY! UH! UH! UUGGH! ♡’’ Rusty’s canine’s peaked out through his swollen scarred lips as he violently pummeled his 11 inch meaty dick harder in your fluttering pussy, his mix of dark & salty untamed pubes rubbing up roughly against your raw clit. Every tiny hair sticking to you like glue because of how soaked you are, making your inner thighs quiver and you squirm away like you were being tickled by a feather. Rusty’s shaky index finger was wrapped tight around the button as he let them listen to everything, the flesh against flesh, and the loud squelches coming from that pretty hole. ‘’Mmmhm.. My sweet baby, s’ good for me.’’ He purred in your ear as his free hand gently wrapped around your sweaty forehead and moved your head back so he could press a fat smooch on your face. He pressed another, and another, all while praising you so much you literally came from it.
‘’My beautiful angel..’’
‘’Doin’ sooo good for me. ♡’’
‘’Y’know how much Rusty loves you right babygirl? ♡’’
He quickly brought the receiver down so Austin could physically hear you squirt around Rusty’s shaft, every drop leaking from you as it hit the cold trailer floor. Everyone flinched when they heard loud crackling, like a whip was being struck. But it was just Rusty’s hand slapping down on your red ass with loud thwacks, making your poor skin welt up and sculpt the shape of his rough palms. ‘’Fuckin’ cunt doesn’t know how to control herself does she?’’ He snapped, not in disgust or to be a bully.. Nono, in sheer bliss. You could come all night and he’d be the happiest man in the world! He absolutely adored you.
Austin gaped like a goldfish, eyes wide and heart shattered into a million pieces when he heard you cum for a man other than him. Jordan grabbed the gear shift and put the car in park as he opened the driver's seat door and stepped out to get some fresh air, and Jewel followed around. Everything about this situation felt defiling, disgusting, intimate, and wrong. ‘’You haven’t been takin’ good care of her Austin, if only you could see how tight she’s grippin’ me. Can’t even pull out, I feel like a damn rat in a glue trap.’’ Rusty mocked as his hips did the rest of the talking, one hand viciously pawing your stomach to feel his bulbous tip being buried inside of you hitting that erogenous spot that had your toes clawing at the floor and ankles twisting. Your vagina physically couldn’t handle him, he already surpassed your poor cervix who had given up its protection and walls once it realized he wouldn’t stop trying to breach. He was quite literally fucking your uterus, which should be painful—But fuck it just made him knock the thoughts out of that pretty head. Rusty’s hand reached out beside your head and grabbed the tape he tore off your mouth earlier, it was still sticky enough to function so he wrapped it around the walkie talkie keeping that button down so he didn’t have to manually do it anymore. His now free hand went between your legs and tried stuffing his middle and index into your already painfully stretched cunt, making you squeal like a hog as you tried bucking away. ‘’N–NO! RUSTY! I CAN’T!’’ You cried out as hot tears prickled at your corneas, rolling down your flushed cheeks as he shushed you.
‘’Yeeess you can baby, shhh.. Jus’ ease in.. Be good f’me.’’ He purred as he dragged his blunt nail around your soaked folds, trying to get you to loosen up. Which was impossible by the way because he wouldn’t stop jackhammering his shaft into you, it felt like a train that couldn’t fit through an entrance. He shifted his fingers and stretched you out with his rough finger tips, an impressed smile tugging at his face as he kept twisting his fingers like a key. ‘’mmPHm! aaah! AUGH!’’ You squealed when he started sinking in his long fingers, every centimeter of his digit causing you to loudly wail. Stuffing you with his cock and now his fingers, all the way to the knuckle. ‘’Oooo… Look at that, my babygirl can take me so good..’’ Rusty cooed, eyes pin pointed and locked down onto your pelvis as he scissored your leaky kitty and hammered you harder.
‘’Turn it off..’’ Austin muttered to nobody, ‘’I SAID TURN IT OFF!’’ He yelled in pure anger as he grabbed the cord to the CB and yanked it out off the goddamn ratio, but that didn’t stop the noises. ‘’FUCK!’’ He cried out as his hand practically yanked the knob and turned it off. Filling the tense environment with pure silence.
Rusty heard static come from the CB and he smiled internally, this was exactly what he was going for. To enrage Austin enough to turn against the others and destroy the CB so they were forced to find other means of communication.. His thumb slid to your bundle and rolled rough circles on it, listening to you hiccup and whimper like a fawn. He hisses like a bobcat, teeth grinding down against each other as his eyes fluttered shut and his head rolled back. A gasp punching out of him when his knees scraped against the floor bracing for impact, his chubby belly jolted when you tried to wring him out. His burly shoulders locking up as his trapezius muscles tightened, ‘’oooh–oooh, fuckfuckfuckkk…’’ He whimpered out, pace growing frantic and urgent as his fingers slid out with an audible pop. Both hands groping the fat of your hips as he pulverized your poor jiggling body into his. ‘’HAAA! UH! RUSTY!’’ When you downright screamed his name in pure unadulterated bliss his mouth gaped, eyes rolling into the back of his skull as thick tendrils of hot cum flooded your uterus like a tsunami.
PLAP, PLAP, PLLAAAAPP!
His back arched as he raised his knees a bit to fuck every gallon of cum down your cunt, lifting your hips so nothing even had the chance of leaking out. Thrashing at your binds, absolutely losing your shit around his dick as your pussy freaked out. Having a goddamn stroke on him with every violent flutter and greedy clench, accepting every drop he had to offer. He rolled his hips in a small circle to literally paint your insides, making like a painter and getting rid of any pink and making everything white in you. ‘’UCK!’’ He collapsed on top of you, hands going to your tied up ones and interlocking his hands between your weak fingers. Head resting against your shoulder as he pressed his head right into yours like a cat, panting loudly in your ear as he kept filling you up. He never did stop coming, hell he was literally squirting in you. Ensuring by the end of this night he’d need to run to the dollar tree to get a pregnancy test for you.
‘’Mhmp.. Baby, are you okay?’’ He grumbled out, shifting his head so he could press a smooch right underneath your ear as one of his hands undid themselves from your own. Brushing away your wet hair from your face, I mean.. You just blacked out for a good 8 minutes and couldn’t remember your name. And your whole nervous system was utterly shot. ‘’m,mhmh..’’ He just barely heard from your sore throat as a chuckle escaped him, he carefully pulled out. Which almost gave him enough to keep going from realizing just how deep he was. Pulling out to watch every fat inch of him slowly come out, his hand quickly covered your cunt to keep his fertile cum from escaping as he grabbed your torn underwear he ripped from your body. Sliding them up your dead legs and over your pelvis, literally gaping at the sight of seeing the lace become white from his cum leaking onto it and through the fabric. He put himself together before picking you up bridal style, a fat smooch going right on your forehead as you were barely on planet earth.
You were a lump in his arms, not being able to register him grabbing his camera perched up on a tripod exactly pointed on where you just laid. Ending the recording as he walked out of the trailer, it bounced from the heavy load it just carried. He carried you to his sleeper and gently put you inside and tucked you in, sliding a pillow between your legs as extra protection before going back to his driver's seat..
‘’Jesus..’’ He muttered as the aftershocks still affected him, he hasn’t had sex that good in a very long time. He made a mental note to stop by Walmart to get you new clothes, panties, and anything you needed.. And a pregnancy test of course, he grabbed his laptop and typed in the number he had texted earlier. And the sketchy black website he used immediately came up with an IP address. He was going to let you rest while he made quick work of the rest of your friends, he was going to torture them all night.. But his priorities changed.
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DAY 8 OF KINKTOBER, MY OWN PROMPT. 🎃 HALLOWEEN SPECIAL!
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*WARNING! THIS FIC CONTAINS DESCRIPTIVE GORE.*
3253 words.
SUMMARY: ‘’ CONCEALMENT–SPANKING–BREATH PLAY.’’
TAGS/WARNINGS: small plot with porn, this is utterly filthy, p in v, unprotected sex, monster cock!mikey aftercare, overstimulation, creampies, murder mentions, DESCRIPTIVE GORE, belly bulge, strawberry ass, mask(sheet?) kink, size kink, cheating, pillow humping, breath play.
A/N: sm1 save me im dying in writers block and loss of motivation </3
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It was October 31st, Halloween night. The same night where those brutal killings happened all of those years ago at the old Myers house. Every year Haddonfield put up the same memorials for the victims of Michael Myers, who knew a 10 year old could kill an adult man and two teenagers bigger than him? To this day his killings left a cruel chill on the town. Every year the post and news released the same segments remembering his victims, his older sister Judith Myers, her boyfriend, and their apparent stepfather Ronnie. And of course, Deborah Myers herself who took her life after Michael had murdered his nurse proving he couldn’t be released or cured for his condition.
The streets were bustling with many alike, people of all ages. Young, kids, teenagers, tired parents, horny young adults.. Every street was lit up with extravagant Halloween decorations, custom carved pumpkins sitting on properties as little kids wearing costumes ran around the busy streets knocking at each house for candy. Some houses were off limits since they were full of adults or young teachers living it up and partying.
However there was one house that sat alone, abandoned, reclaimed by mother nature.. Fenced off for public safety with an aged ‘’NO TRESSPASSING’’ sign standing like an angry knight willing to protect its kingdom, that house was the Myers house. Completely abandoned and left untouched since that horrific night, even the police tape was still there. Now aged and falling apart due to the weather.
‘’C’mon baby! Don’t be a pussy..’’ Your boyfriend teased, jumping over the old wire fence as his boots made contact with the cracked concrete, large weeds and grass reclaiming what man built. You rolled your eyes as your fingers slipped into the wire mesh, hooking the tips of your shoes into the mess as you climbed over. ‘’M’ not being a pussy! This place is freaky.’’ You said back, slight irritation and annoyance biting your tone.
THUNK!
Your shoes made contact with the ground as you left out a soft huff of exertion, straightening your knees as you dusted yourself of course your boyfriend wanted to spend the night at the Myers house to see if the rumors were true, he brought all of his ghost shit he bought off of ebay. ‘’Awwwh, my baby is scared?’’ He cooed, wrapping his arm around your shoulder as he pressed a kiss to the side of your hair. Inhaling the way your hair smelt like coconut & Hawaiian ginger. You always smelt really good, you gave him a ‘’really ho?’’ glance as you two walked towards the rotted porch. ‘’Not scared, just nervous. This place has been abandoned for over 15 years Bob.’’ You commented as your eyes swept over the entire estate, taking notice of how decrypt it really was. Plants completely overgrown, wood rotted, paneling falling off the house, shingles from the roof on the ground.. This place was completely rotted, untouched by life for 15 whole years. The aura this house held was far from welcoming and friendly, it was almost like the house was alive.
‘’Don’t worry sweetheart, I’ll protect you from the spooky ghosts looking for revenge.’’ Bob cooed as he walked you two inside, taking out the key Laurie had given you earlier today since she needed you to drop something off here. You never returned it after Bob found out you had the key, he had been pestering Laurie to cough it up for months now. He struggled to get the rusted key into the old lock, you struggled with it earlier as well.. The front door was a pain in the ass apparently, Laurie said the entire lock mechanism was clogged and rusted. But finally, after a few embarrassing seconds of arguing with a door made in the 90s a little ‘’click!’’ came from the lock. You started coughing immediately when the smell of dust and old air assaulted your nostrils, the house had the faintest smell of rot. You couldn’t tell if it was the house itself or from how much blood and guts had been strung everywhere. The interior looked worse than the exterior, old wallpaper ripped away to reveal the inner workings of this house that had completely rusted over. Floorboards missing or broken, trash and debris everywhere, old furniture with mysterious stains left to rot.. Some being covered by a dusty white sheet. ‘’Holy shit this place is so fucking creepy!’’ Bob exclaimed as he reached into his backpack, taking out his handheld camera and recording. Getting shots of literally everything as you stood there with your arms crossed.
The hairs on your arms and neck were standing up, that feeling of death and misfortune felt worse here than it did outside. And it didn’t help that there was no working power, running water, or working plumbing in this damn house. And the fact you two came here at night. You followed your boyfriend like a lost puppy as he recorded and ‘’documented’’ every square inch of this entire estate. Goosebumps began to form on your skin randomly, at first you brushed it off but you slowly began to feel like you were being watched. Failing to realize you were being watched from a hulking figure standing in the dark stairwell of the basement.
You and Bob set up camp upstairs in Judith’s bedroom so he could get the ‘’full effect’’ of paranormal activity, thank god you convinced him to bring fresh sheets because there was no way you were willing to sleep on the rotten blood stained mattress on the floor. Bob did his little paranormal shit as you laid on the bed and watched him, bored out of your mind till you coaxed him for his attention. Which he fulfilled gladly, laying on top of you as he made out with you. His camera was still recording and perched on an old vanity chair that was facing the mattress. ‘’Mmph–’’ You moaned as you felt his hips grind into you, your clothes were tossed carelessly on the floor leaving you more bare than Eve as his clothed cock bumped into your slick hole. ‘’F–Fuck–Wait..’’ He pulled back even though your lips hungrily chased him, upset he pulled away. ‘’What?’’ You whined in frustration, rolling your hips into his to try and coax him into forgetting. ‘’I forgot the beer..’’ He panted as he sat up, pulling himself away from you even though you were absolutely crying about it. ‘’We don’t need it–Please..’’ You cried out but he was already walking out the door.
He always did this shit, right when things were about to get good. You watched in pure frustration and irritation as he just left, leaving you completely sprawled out and naked on the bed. Bob grabbed his van keys as he walked down the old creaky steps to the house, not noticing a figure standing in the dark hallway watching his every move. He went outside and to the van and grabbed the cooler of beer he brought, locking the van before heading back inside.. But before he could even get all the way up to the stairs–’’UGYCK!’’ Came from his throat as a massive and rough hand wrapped around it, his eyes widening as he dropped the cooler to the ground with a loud thunk. His hands shooting up around the hand and violently thrashing as he was lifted up off the ground, his mouth gaped like a goldfish as he was met with an old white mask. Fear and pain overtaking his senses as he realized exactly who this maniac was..
Michael Myers, the boogeyman of Haddonfield had returned. Michael had been watching you two ever since the van pulled up on the side of the road, you two were just too stupid to realize the whole time someone was stalking you. He was just waiting to get you both separated and alone, his large hand strangled Bob. Feeling the bones in his neck pop as Bob violently struggled for his life, thrashing his legs trying to kick the brute. But his kicks felt like little taps to Michael, Michael’s cold icy eyes were trained on the way Bob’s face turned purple. All of the pink and color in his face drained like spilled milk as he went as pale as a ghost. Gags escaped his pulsing pharynx, losing oxygen the more he struggled and panicked.. That’s when his eyes snapped to the obscenely large kitchen knife gleaming from the moonlight pouring in from the boarded up windows. ‘’HRRRK!’’ He gagged out as the figure slammed the rusted blade straight into his aorta. Tearing through the large artery like butter as blood gagged out from his throat and ran down his chin, his eyes bulging out on a snail as he choked on his own blood. His arms and legs gave out immediately from the loss of blood flow, going limp as Michael rammed his lifeless corpse into the wall. Sinking his knife deeper and deeper till it cut through muscles and was poking through his back. Blood splattered everywhere, getting all over the old water stained wallpaper and the floor as Michael stepped back. Admiring his work, tilting his head like it was a piece of art to be framed..
‘’oooah–fuuuckkk..’’ You whimpered out as you rubbed your sloppy hole onto the pillow, humping the soft cushion as your thighs tightened. Your slick leaking out and coating the sheet as you bounced on it, hand pawing at the edge to keep it pressed tight against you. Where was Bob? What the fuck was taking him so long? You thought, before you felt eyes on you and heard the door creak open.. Fucking finally! You hazily turned your head around and saw–Well, something. You thought it was Bob playing a prank on you, he was wearing a sheet and Bob’s glasses–So it was Bob. Not seeing the blood soaked hand as he raised a cold beer to you, trying to lure you over to grab it. ‘’Nooo–don’t want it..’’ You mewled out as you lifted up your ass, showing him your needy pulsing hole. ‘’ppllleeaseeee.. I want your dick so baaaddd!’’ You begged like your life depended on it, and honestly? If you knew you were trying to coax the Michael Myers into fucking you it would be. Michael’s eyebrows raised when he saw you deny the beer and instead flash him, a part of him wanted to be disgusted and just crush every rib in your body slowly till you were begging for forgiveness.. The other part was trained on the way a glob of fat slick sputtered out of your hole and onto the wet pillow.
Your eyes widened when you heard the sound of glass shattering on the floor and heavy footsteps making a run for the bed, letting out a pathetic gasp when you felt two hands clamp down onto your bare hips. They felt rough–Like a big cat's tongue, but they effectively dragged you all the way to the middle as ‘’Bob’s’’ knees thumped against the shitty old mattress. Michael was panting underneath that sheet and his mask, both hands leaving your hips to spread open your cheeks. Staring directly at that sputtering hole that was practically pulsing every syllable of his name, Michael never had a sexual urge. He never got the point of sex besides reproduction.. But shit just seeing the way your beautiful spine was arched and you were begging him to fuck you had him reconsidering his plans for tonight. ‘’AH!’’ You yelped out loudly when you felt that hand come down with a thunderous crack on your ass, if you weren’t so horny you’d recognize those were not your boyfriends hands.
Michael watched in awe as your body jiggled on impact, that perfect ass moving like water sloshing in a cup as your whole body jolted. Your thighs clenching around your hole trying to get friction as he kept spanking you. ‘’FUCK! AH! AH! M’ SORRY–’’ You sobbed out in agony and pleasure, thinking you pissed off your boyfriend when in reality you were saving several lives right now including your own. Michael practically chuffed at seeing his bloody handprints mark your ass, the last touch your now ex-boyfriend would ever receive from you. You didn’t notice the warm liquid lathering all over your stinging bare skin, if you did you’d probably just organize it in your brain as beer from when he broke the bottle. Your arms wrapped around the pillow you just had between your legs to cuddle with it as your boyfriend literally beat your ass raw, every slap had you bouncing and screaming.. Tears prickling in the corner of your eyes as welts and bruises formed from his hands, he only stopped temporarily to see his work. And how there was a small puddle of slick underneath you, Michael’s cock violently swelled in his coveralls.. He couldn’t take it anymore.
His hand moved to your hip as the other went underneath the sheet and yanked down the zipper to his coveralls, pulling his cock out of his boxers as he lifted up the sheet slightly. Still concealing his identity but letting his heavy & thick dick rub between you. You twitched violently at the stimulation you’ve been looking for, thighs threatening to close as you grinded down on his shaft. ‘’p,please bobby,’’ you panted out, ‘’no more teasing..’’ You whimpering your ex-boyfriend's name had Michael boiling, he uncoordinatedly lined up and ruthlessly bullied every inch of his shaft into your tight hole. And immediately you realized–This was not your boyfriend. Bob was taller than you and average size, this dick you were being bullied into taking? It felt like 13 inches–Maybe more. And the stretch was absolutely painful yet heavenly from how thick he was, he was filing you up more than any dildo could. One part of you wanted to scream and kick him off–but fuck!
‘’HHAAA!’’ You wailed out feeling him hit your hilt, bulbous tip right against the second layer of tightness. Every inch of him was harassing your g-spot and spots you didn’t even know existed, and Michael was behind you shaking from trying not to cum right now. Both of his hands are violently trembling on your hips. Fingers hooking deep into your flesh as his blunt nails dug into your skin, you could hear this man struggling to breathe behind you. Every pant and loud intake of oxygen, ‘’s’soo biiiggg..’’ You babbled by accident. His dick was already making you dizzy and stupid, his heavy balls against your ass. Michael let out a tiny chuckle that you barely heard, the only emotion or verbalization he’s done in 15 years.. Only because he had some prime hole clenching around him, first compliment he’s gotten in a long while too. ‘’UH!’’ Jumped from your throat as he brutally rammed his hips into your raw ass, causing you to squirm which only made his pace more violent. Somehow this stranger achieved deep yet incredibly fast and brutal strokes as he knocked both the wind and brain cells from you. Nails cutting into the wet pillowsheet for stability as he drilled into your slutty hole like his life depended on it.
Poor Mikey was huffing and puffing underneath that sheet, fogging up Bob’s cracked glasses as his eyes were glued onto your ass and lower back. Watching every twitch, jiggle, squirm–His head rolled back from you strangling his cock like he owed you money. His hand snaked up to your throat and squeezed hard, fingers clamping down on your larynx and trachea as he cut off all oxygen intake for you. Suffocating you as he fucked your guts out, you choked on your own spit and lack of oxygen. Gagging as your hands went around his, panic filling your body as you tried to pull off his hand. But if anything that caused him to tighten on your throat as he heard you gag and choke, still pulverizing his hips into that red ass. His eyes rolling back into his skull as he felt you tightening up harder and harder on him with every choke.
Your vision got all spotty and dark, as your brain felt heavy, your whole body felt heavy–’’UGHH!’’ You choked out when his life threatening grip disappeared. Allowing oxygen to fill your lungs again as you coughed and sucked in air like you had spent years without it, you wanted to scream at him but all that came out were stupid little mewls and moans as your hips did all the communication. Slamming back against his thick hips like you needed his babies, your fingers slipped between his as you led him away from your throat and down to your belly. Making him feel your belly bulge that was ramming back n’ forth, and Michael damn near had a heart attack.. He was too big for you, and holy shit he loved it. His hand kept yours intertwined as he massaged and pressed the bulge back in making you buck like a goat. ‘’AH! AH! UH–UHHH!’’ You sobbed out as your head laid down on the filthy pillow, his pace getting ferocious and uncontrollable. His thick shaft sliding perfectly against your pulsing walls, massaging them as every vein on his heavy cock ran against the sensitive spots in you. Hypnotizing your hole to milk him like a pump on a cows udder, ‘’m’ gonnaaa commmeee!’’ You squealed out like a caught mouse as you came so hard on his cock you blacked out, only feeling a thick and hot wave filling you up like icing.
By the time you gained consciousness again you were wrapped up in the strangers arms, the sheet and your boyfriend's glasses were missing. Whoever he was, was still slotted deep in you. Plugging you up so his potent cum wouldn’t escape that needy hole. You hazily looked up and blinked when you were met with an aged, rotted captain kirk’s mask staring right back at you. And you recognized it instantly–You were wrapped up and snuggled up with the butcher of Haddonfield. But what hit you more is you just fucked Michael, well got fucked by him anyway and survived.. That’s when you registered all of the bloody hand prints on you.. ‘’Y,You're so big..’’ Is what escaped your lips instead of a plea for life, and that amused him. His head hilted as you felt his gaze soften, his hand rubbing your belly bulge as he basically agreed with you. You whimpered as you laid your head in his chest, soft hands resting against the black undershirt he had on ‘’agaiinn..’’ You cried meekly into his chest, like you were almost embarrassed to ask again. But that was exactly what Michael was thinking as his hips started rocking back up into that fluttering hole.
PLEASE GIVE US MORE RUSTY NAIL AND MY LIFE IS YOURS 。 °(°´ᯅ`°)° 。
૮ ྀིᴗ͈ . ᴗ͈ ྀིა ‘’ DISEASE RIDDEN LOT LIZARD. ‘’ RUSTY NAIL X FEM!READER – SMUT & FLUFF ONESHOT.
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4117 words.
SUMMARY: ‘’ Rusty’s never been one to rent out a lot lizard for some mediocre pleasure, up until he met you. ‘’
TAGS/WARNINGS: plot with porn, this is utterly filthy, p in v, unprotected sex, full nelson, nipple play, monster cock!rusty, aftercare, overstimulation, creampies, squirting, food play, oral sex, praise kink, death and murder mentions, cunt/clit smacking.
A/N: did i rewatch joyride 2? yes, did i get inspired by the opening scene? yes.
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Rusty was never one to rent out a lot lizard for some mediocre half-assed pleasure that lasted 30 seconds or less, he just wasn’t that type of man. He wasn’t into sticking his dick into something probably so loose and disease ridden people think it’s some ancient cave just discovered with life-altering life organisms inside. He also never had the time too, he was always on the road. And when he hit his legal driving time he just slept away the world till he had to go haul again. It just wasn’t in his best interest, health and physical wise.
Rain pattered down like a symphony that could calm a polar bear from the dark sky, the sounds of a Peterbilt engine roared through the humid air as Rusty’s black semi pulled into a truck stop. He ran out of some cigarettes halfway through driving and his fingers were twitching against the wheel and his brain was clouded with unease. Itching like a rat for some relief from all of the tension he’s had built up all day. He reversed into a spot, the furthest from the lot as the fluffy dice hanging from his mirror jangled from him gripping the shift and putting it into park. Hand coming up to the ignition and pulling out his keys.
Crunch.. Crunch…
His heavy duty work boots crunched against the wet gravel as he pulled his jacket hood up to protect his hat and himself from the rain that was still splattering from the dark sky. The truck stop was full of different brands and models of semi trucks, some hauling, some not. Some truckers stationed outside talking underneath the safety of the overhead as they smoked and chatted, and of course.. There were lot lizards around like vermin. Scattered out around coaxing truckers to buy their overpriced shitty services. He ignored their becks and whines as he approached the station's glass door harboring advertisements and sales on gas station snacks, icees, and other miscellaneous items. His hand wrapped around the handle and stepped into the gas station, wet boots against the mat.
The gas station smelt like lemon & lime and rain. The lemon and lime scent probably being from the mop that was sitting in a bucket full of a blend of different cleaning supplies that’s somehow dirtier than the bathrooms, the line was moderate. Not too long, not too short. Didn’t matter, he only wanted a drink and some cigarettes and to leave. Rusty walked back to the coolers full of different types of beverages, his hand wrapped around the black handle as he grabbed a red bull to keep himself awake… And of course he found himself in the sweets aisle and grabbed some little Debbie snacks, specifically the chocolate covered donuts. He rounded himself to the checkout counter and silently placed down his items. Not sparing a word to the cashier till the exhausted looking man asked if that was all.
‘’Marlboro red’s.’’ He gruffly spoke as the cashier turned around and grabbed the pack from the wall casing, ‘’$10.20’’ the cashier spoke, sliding Rusty’s items into a plastic bag. The chainsaw chain Rusty had dangling from his hip connected to his wallet made a sickening jangle as he opened his old leather bound wallet and pulled out a 20. Slapping it down on the counter as he grabbed his bag, not even saying ‘’thank you’’ or ‘’keep the change.’’ He had no more words to express to the man as he exited.
‘’Asshole..’’ The cashier muttered when the door shut, opening the cash register and putting the 20 into where the others were. You were interested, intrigued even.. That weird trucker caught your eye immediately, you thought he was cute.. And he was really big, god his dick was probably Monstrous–Fuck that made you throb just thinking about letting him have his way with you. Your hands clutched your leopard print faux fur coat as you quickly walked out of the station. Looking for him, he wasn’t hard to spot even through the darkness and this storm. He was probably the biggest trucker in the lot!
‘’Hey baby! Need some company?’’
‘’Come to daddy sugar..’’
‘’Mhm, look at that one.. Tight little ass she’s got.’’
Other truckers cat called you but you ignored them running in 9 inch pleaser heels to catch up with him. By the time you made it to his truck he was already inside and the truck was started, you walked up like a lost puppy to the passenger side and knocked on the wet window. Smiling at him, ‘’Need some company, big boy?’’ You cooed. You could barely see inside from the tinted windows, and how dark it was in the cabin of his truck. But you could feel his gaze snap onto you like a puzzle piece, and that’s when you heard it.
CLICK!
The passenger door unlocked, with a smile you opened it and got inside his semi. It smelt good–Cheap cologne, an old air freshener that had laces of cinnamon on it, fresh clean leather.. And small hints of iron and copper. You shivered from how cold it was in his truck already feeling your perky nipples begin to harden as you shut the door and got settled. ‘’Pretty shitty out there huh?’’ You said with a small playfulness in your tone, making a small comment. His truck was surprisingly clean and organized, other trucks you’ve gotten into were absolutely disgusting and nasty.. His you could actually see your feet instead of trash, it was obvious he took great care of his semi. He had some cute little collectables on the dash, a bobble head hula girl and some other misc. items.. You heard a small latch open from his zippo lighter as he lit a well needed cigarette. Inhaling deeply as his shoulders fell in ease, blowing out the smoke through his nose.
‘’I like the rain. Keeps everybody inside, makes everything nice and clean.’’
Corny ass comment but you didn’t wanna brush him off, ‘’Yeah.. Helps take away all of the pollen too.’’ Little did you know that little comment back just saved your ass from the brutal beheading he had planned for you. ‘’Where are you haulin’?’’ You asked, trying to keep up with the light tone before naming your prices. ‘’Goin’ home.’’ He replied, shifting his body to face yours. You couldn’t see any inch of him from how dark his truck was. Which made him extremely eerie.. And terrifying. ‘’Lucky you, get to go hibernate huh?’’ Your head titled as a sweet smile came on those pretty lips he was watching. You looked clean, you were clean. No missing teeth, no nasty marks, no smell minus perfume.. You looked like a clubber rather than a hooker.
The silence made you a bit uneasy in your seat, maybe he was waiting for your prices? Probably, most truckers hated small talk and only wanted the pleasure. ‘’15 for a handjob, 20 for a titjob, 30 for a BJ, and 55 for a straight fuck.’’ You spoke waiting for a response, and thankfully one came rather quickly. ‘’Show me whatchu got.’’ He drawled out in that deep southern tone that had your polished toes curling as you grabbed your top of your tube dress and yanked it down. And holy shit. Your heavy tits came jiggling and bouncing out, nipples all pebbled and pretty.. He didn’t want to admit it, but shit you were fine as hell. You gasped out when his hand came forward, thumb that was as rough as 50 grit sandpaper rolling over your nipple as you let out a small whimper. ‘’mhmph..’’ His other hand cupped your hip and dragged you closer to him, playing with your heavy tits as you let out small pants and mewls at the stimulation. It felt amazing–His rough thumbs circling your sensitive buds, lightly pulling on them as his hot breath ghosted over them. The teasing was making you crazy from how bad you just wanted him to bury his cock in you already! ‘’Christ you’ve got a fat pair of mammaries..’’ He growled, his hand abandoning your hip as he squeezed your tits together making you shiver when your hard nipples touched each other. Thankfully his teasing didn’t last very long because he pulled back in a sense of urgency pulling out his wallet and pulling out a 100 dollar bill. Your eyes widened as you gently grabbed it ‘’Thank you–’’ ‘’C’mere baby doll..’’ He purred, yanking you into his big lap, you melted at the feeling of being straddled and spread over his glorified tree trunks he called thighs. Your arms wrapping around his shoulders as you grinded down on his hard on, you didn’t know exactly what he wanted since he basically paid for every service you had–He groaned as his head fell back against his seat with a thunk, rolling his crotch back up into you. Shivering at how good the friction was, he felt pathetic. He cracked and broke his one moral of NOT getting an STD just because you looked promising.. Well, it was the titties that broke his bank.
Your eyes glanced over to the gas station bag and saw he had a small thing of donuts, and you had a small idea.
‘’Can I stack donuts on it?’’
‘’What?’’
Those words in that exact sentence your brain just formulated just snapped him out of his haze and perverted thoughts of fucking you so hard your false eyelash glue melted, he looked.. Confused, terrified, and aroused. Ain’t NO woman ever asked to stack donuts on his cock, never. The shit he did was mainly vanilla due to time's sake. And comfort of his partners.. And also he didn’t have enough trust in anyone to do the freaky shit. ‘’Can I stack donuts on your cock?’’ You asked again with the sweetest puppy eyes, batting those fluffy, wispy, catty lashes at him as you pouted your bottom lip. Rusty’s heart and brain stuttered as he fought between saying no and begging for it. ‘’I–Sure.. You can stack donuts on it.’’ He said, reassuring himself in his confirmation to you as you excitedly grabbed the pack of chocolate donuts. ‘’Ooo.. I love Little Debbie donuts.’’ You cooed as you slipped out of his lap despite him not wanting you to leave and sinking down on your knees underneath the steering wheel.
He made sure he was in park just in case those long ass heels of yours bumped into something and ruin the moment. Once he reassured all doors were locked and this truck wasn’t going anywhere he spread his legs apart and grabbed his belt. Unbuckling his custom belt buckle a friend had made for him as thick fingers yanked down his fly.
Ziiiippp!
Your eyes widened and mouth immediately began to produce more saliva than you could handle, his cock was fucking huge. Like a goddamn gorilla arm! It looked like pure muscle and was fat as fuck, and his balls were heavy–You hit the goddamn jackpot. His tip was almost purple from how hard it was, sputtering out clear ropes of pre-cum as he watched your reaction, smiling like a wolf at how you admired his dick. ‘’Sooo pretty.. ♡’’ You cooed, leaning forward and nuzzling your face against it, causing a small gasp to escape him. He watched in pure awe, eyes all wide, lips opened as he panted heavily like a dog in the overbearing summertime. You were nuzzling that pretty face against his dick like you owned it, curved nose bumping against his sensitive veins as you nuzzled his shaft like it was a pillow. Pressing small sweet kisses down his rough skin, oh he definitely was not regretting paying for you.. Seeing this reaction from him just whipping it out? He knew for sure he was about to lose his mind with you. ‘’Yeah? S’ pretty huh?’’ He mocked back–Well wanted too, but his mocking honestly sounded like a flushed comment begging for more praise. ‘’Uh huh.. Jus’ like the man it’s attached too..’’ Rusty had to bite his bottom lip to keep from whimpering out at the praise, he had never been called pretty in his entire life. And suddenly some sweet lot lizard was complimenting him and his cock like he was a good person.. Unaware of a rotted corpse that was in the back of his trailer.
Your fingers left his shaft and grabbed the pack of donuts, ripping open the packaging as you grabbed one chocolate glazed donut. Unsure it would be able to even fit around his girth, you slid it on him with a little struggle but it slid down all the way to his base as his jean-clad inner thighs twitched. As a small huff came from him as he literally saw a fucking donut on his damn dick, his toes clenched hard in his boots as you added another.. And another.. And kept sliding them on like you were playing jenga till only his bulbous tip was there. ‘’One, two, three..’’ You softly muttered counting how many were on him, ‘’12.’’ You announced as that pretty little face looked up at him, ‘’takes 12 to fit you big boy..’’ You purred, leaning forward and taking a bite from one of them. A yelp escaped him when he felt your teeth lightly graze his sensitive shaft. Thighs jumping as his hands violently clutched the steering wheel, blunt nails digging into the leather as he watched you bite and eat the donuts off of him.
The chocolate sauce began to melt around him from how hot his body temperature got, but it was no worries.. Just gave you an excuse to lick his cock and suck at his skin as you continued to eat the sweet treats off of him. You ate every single one without leaving a crumb! Literally, you just licked it off of his hairy pelvis and cleaned him as you heard his moans and groans escape that rumbly throat. His Adams apple stuttered with every gulp and pant, your pretty tongue wrapped around his tip and licked. Sitting up slightly as your hands went to the insides of his thighs, thumbs gently massaging as your tongue harassed one vein over his tip. ‘’mhmmmph…’’ You moaned against him keeping eye contact as you took him allll the way down your throat with a slight gag from him hitting your pharynx. But your throat tightening around him made his hips uncontrollably buck forward.
‘’Fuck!’’ He hissed out as his hips rocked into your mouth, your bottom lip was hitting his balls every time and made him shudder from your lip gloss smearing all over him. ‘’Nghnn..!’’ He mewled out when your tongue started massaging his shaft, bobbing your head up and down as he fought the urge to slam his hands onto your skull and fuck that mouth silly. ‘’HNG!’’ He gruffed out as his back arched, about to cum and earn that sweet release no cigarette could dupe when he yanked you off. And you whimpered, thick strands of drool dripping from your mouth as you looked up at him with a pouty expression.. Which made him chuckle.
‘’Nuh uh, no cryin’ honeybun.. I wanna cum inside you.’’ He crooned, helping you back up onto his lap before he flipped you over. Putting your back against his chest and adjusting you till you were comfortable. You’ve done reverse cowgirl before so this wasn’t anything new–Till you felt his big hands slide underneath your knees and force them up and apart. Putting you in a full nelson, as your hand bunched up your already skimpy dress to your waist. A squeak escaped you when his thick dick teased you, running against your folds coating you in your own saliva and pre as his tip hit your clit every time he rolled forward. ‘’Gonna put it in fer’ me baby?’’ He panted against your ear, pressing a small kiss underneath it as you nodded. Gripping him as you gave his slick shaft a few strokes and lined him up to your entrance. Sucking in a small breath as he thrusted forward, effectively sliding in with perfect ease. Stretching you out like a pig on a skewer. ‘’AH!’’ You cried out loudly, eyes fluttering shut from the dazing stretch. Small whimpers and winces escaping you as your body tries getting used to the stretch and burn, your hand going down to rub your clit to help. Rolling the small bundle between your index and middle finger as Rusty slowly rolled up into you. Rusty himself wasn’t doing any better, teeth clenching down so hard he could hear them grinding together as gruff little moans only you heard escaped him with every easing roll. His eyes were shut in concentration and focus to try his hardest not to come early–You were so tight and already milking him, which didn’t help at all.
‘’aah!’’ A small wince escaped you when his blunt nails dug into your skin as he rolled a bit harder than the last, testing the waters. ‘’B–Baby, can I–?’’ ‘’Plleeaseee..!!’’ You whimpered out, begging the man to pound you as you rubbed your clit pathetically. ‘’NGH!’’ You whined out when his once, sweet and hard rolls immediately turned into punishing pounds. Forcing your body to jiggle and bounce with every aggressive smack from his strong hips, his pelvis loudly hitting against your plump ass as your head lolled back against his shoulder. Your tight channel earning a grip only an anaconda could achieve as he violently jackhammered you. Your thighs eased and spread wider like they weren’t already enough, your heel hitting the window as your body jerked forward. Heavy tits bouncing up and down like you were on a trampoline, Rusty’s eyes were glued onto your body. Watching the way your heavy puppies bounced erratically to the belly bulge in your tummy moving in and out with a purpose, the way your whole body trembled and jerked with each brutal thrust. And how your arms wrapped around his neck from behind.
Drool dripped from your glossy lips, making a journey down your chin and neck as your lips parted. Whimpering out beautiful high pitched moans, whines, babbles.. The whole 9 yards as Rusty made your pussy his home. He seethed like a bull as he adjusted his back to pound you feverishly, hearing the way you sobbed out from it as he aimed directly for your g-spot. ‘’AH! FUH–FUCK! OH FUCK! ♡’’ You screamed out in a blissful call, eyes snapping shut as he directly abused your g-spot like it was dough he had to pound to make bread. His thumbs mimicked what you did earlier and rubbed teasing circles on the sensitive innards of your thighs, smiling smugly as he watched you fall apart. Watching your hand pathetically spank your cunt that had him in it. ‘’Yeeeahhh baby? Feels sooo good don’t it?’’ He drawled out leaning his head against the side of yours as he pressed messy smooches all over your cheek and jaw, ‘’Love this big cock don’t cha? ♡’’ He purred, nuzzling his hawk nose into you.
‘’Y,YES! YES! FUCK! ♡’’ You sobbed out, feeling some beginnings of tears weep down your closed eyes from how good it felt to be properly pounded. It’s been a long time since you had good sex–And your body had been craving it so badly. ‘’UH! UH! AH! ♡’’ Squeaked from you as he slammed harder, your belly jiggling from the impact. Without warning–You came so hard. Like this was the first orgasm you had in a looonnggg time.
SQUIIRTTTT! GUSHHHH….
An unholy waterfall of squirt shot out of your wet pussy and hit everywhere, getting on the dashboard, steering wheel, floor, seats–And you and Rusty. You would have been super embarrassed but he never stopped, never gave you the chance to feel humiliation as he drawed your orgasm out. Making you squirt more intensely everywhere and making the gush thicker. Your hand slipped down to cover your pounded cunt in embarrassment before you felt your wet thighs squeeze together, Rusty switching your legs to be together on one arm as the other snatched your hand forcing it away. ‘’I–I wanna seee–’’ He growled out, ‘’N,Not fair to me I can’t see my baby cum.’’ He pouted out as you felt his scruffy stubble scratch the side of your face as he looked down to see your sputtering cunt that was still going, his finger hooking onto one of your folds to watch more squirt out like a water gun.
He’s never had a woman squirt before, he’s gotten fake orgasms and normal ones–But he never, ever saw a woman squirt. On porn? Yeah, but that was fake half the time. This was real. ‘’ssttoppp, s’ embarrasssinggg..’’You sobbed out, face flushing as you hid your face between your hands. Huffing in your natural musk, ‘’Embarrassing? No baby, s’ perfect. Shows me you looveee me.’’ Normally you’d be like ‘wtf?’ and cut the session. But you were too fucked out to even process anything, ‘’Shows me how much you love this dick’’ He reassured in a comforting voice as his hips continued its violent pounding as his hand dragged away yours. Gripping your chin to face his head as he pressed his rough lips to yours. ‘’mhmph..♡’’
The kiss was sloppy, all teeth and tongue but it was perfect. Rusty’s head pushed down onto yours to keep you two in a lip lock as his pace got sloppy and uneven, chasing his orgasm he wanted so badly. He wanted to fill you up so good you’d squirt it right out, and he’d force you again and again to take it till you finally did. Your high pitched and stupid moans were muffled by his hungry mouth as his body began to violently shake from excitement and arousal. ‘’HNNGHH!’’ He roared out down your throat as you were immediately flooded with the feeling of thick, potent, hot white cum. He gave sloppy wet pumps to your greedy snatch as he kept spurting cum into you. He came so hard it felt like a thrust which had you gushing around him again. His cream pie slightly bursting out and drooling down your thighs and cunt to your asshole.
Rusty pulled back from the sloppy kiss, dazed eyes on your fucked out expression and the thick strands of clear saliva that kept your swollen lips together. He pulled back and pressed a loving kiss to your forehead as his hand went to cradle your face. ‘’Such a good girl.. You okay baby?’ He panted out as he rested his face against yours, closing his eyes to relax. ‘’mhm..’’ you exhaustedly muttered out as he pressed another kiss to your cheek. Took a little bit from you to stop suctioning him to the point where he couldn’t pull out, but once you loosened he gently put down your shaking and practically useless legs.
When he pulled out you had to fight the urge to slam back down on him, a slick and loud pop! came from you two as he opened the glove compartment and pulled out some baby wipes he had in there to clean up blood. You didn’t notice the faint blood droplets on the packaging as he got one out and spread your legs. Cleaning you up as you recovered, it was a sweet gesture you deeply appreciated.. Normally you would have gotten thrown out by now. Once you were all cleaned up from pelvis to toe he looked at you.
‘’I’ve got a spacious sleeper in the back, real comfortable.. And some rope.’’ He offered, he didn’t want to let you back out. Because you were at risk of falling on your ass immediately and something else. ‘’Can you tie my legs up to the ceiling?’’ You asked in a tired tone as he chuckled, ‘’Anything you want sweet girl.’’
Hiiii! Hope you’re having a good day! I’m here to first of all say, you write the most insane, amazing, showstopping Rusty Nail smut I’ve ever had to luck to read! You characterize him so well, it’s super hot, I’m a huge fan!!!
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🦇༉‧₊˚. ‘’ HAPPY OLD BAT. ‘’ – SEVERUS SNAPE X SUGARBABY!READER – PART 2 – KINKTOBER DAY 6
THUMBNAIL MADE BY ME, CREDITS TO SNAPE ART GO TO OG OWNER!
USING MY OWN PROMPTS!
PART ONE ♡
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3519 words.
SUMMARY: ‘’ Overstimulation–69ing–Dick posting. ‘’
TAGS/WARNINGS: small plot with porn, this is utterly filthy, bimbo! reader, oral sex, cumplay, chubby reader, consensual porn posting, unprotected sex (WRAP IT PEOPLE WE ARE IN A BAD CLIMATE.), teasing, handjobs, 69ing, cumeating, extreme jealousy, lockhart is being an overbearing asshole, TINY angst, monster!cock sev, daddy kink, pet names, alcohol and intoxication, deep throating, praise kink.
A/N: so fun fact, fic writing has made me unnaturally intelligent and has pushed my brain to learn more in depth about things I didn’t really focus on before.. I literally calculated if 11 inches of dick was bigger than the average female skull size. p.s? it is, the average female skull is 21.75 inches. and 11 inches of male genitalia is approximately 27.94 cm.
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NSFW UNDER THE CUT.
Oh it got out like a raging wildfire that Snape was in a relationship, somehow his relationship beat this week's cheating allegations. It was just that unseen and unexpected for THE, Severus Snape to have more game than the most attractive seniors. And obviously a very happy relationship because you had the balls to call him ‘’Big daddy’’ in front of everyone with no shame, and were wearing his clothes! So it was obvious Snape’s very ‘’dead’’ sex life was thriving and better than anyone else's. Snape was annoyed and embarrassed by the whole ordeal, he kept getting questions on how to ‘’pull’’, what he did to make you love him so much, how he keeps you so happy.. If you had any hot friends or a sister for them, it was hard not to bluntly answer you loved what sat between his legs since his tolerance for this whole situation was draining.
His hands were cramping and twitching and he had blisters all along the sides of his long fingers since he spent over two days writing detention slips from what happened last week, not even your kisses made them feel any better. He knew those insolent kids were going to fix their lips, it was all just a matter of time of when. Snape sweated his damn boots when Dumbledore sent an owl to his window asking for a meeting on a manner that had been brought to his attention, he was so unprepared yet prepared to get fired or worse. This was a place of education! And here Snape was allowing his girlfriend to spend the night after he boned her all night long, thankfully his worries and expectations were met with a warning.
‘’While I am happy you are finally breaking out of your shell, Severus, and exploring the beautiful aspects of romance again. I do think it’s wise to keep these matters in a private and controlled environment. Yes?’’ Dumbledore spoke calmly, not mad at the situation in the slightest. He was actually pleased to hear Snape had actually trusted another person so intimately besides his own shadow, it was a nice change of pace. Severus let out an internal sigh of pure relief upon hearing his license, reputation, and job wasn’t being shot down all to hell. He wouldn’t know what to do if that ever happened, ‘’Of course Headmaster, it will not be a problem ever again.’’ He spoke carefully, his tone cold and distant yet still having underlying traces of relief and solace. He turned on his heel, hands behind his back as he stalked towards the door that leaded out.
‘’Oh, before you go Severus..’’ Dumbledore spoke, sending a shock of pure fear into the lumbar part of his spine going up. His nerves beginning to lock up and make him tense, ‘’Do bring her to tomorrow night’s staff dinner, I would like to meet the lucky girl.’’ Fuck. Of course that gossipy old bastard wanted to meet her, god who knows what will happen tomorrow night. ‘’Of course Headmaster.’’
‘’Oh Salazar, please do not wear that one tonight babydoll.’’ Severus spoke with a long sigh, perched on the messy end of the bed as he watched you with careful precision only a surgeon would have as you had him help pick out what you should wear for tonight. You wanted to make a good impression since you were meeting the most powerful wizard in the world aka his boss and all of his colleagues he’s known since he was 20. You huffed as you threw yet another option back into the large wardrobe you now had since Dumbledore said it was okay for you to stay for the whole school year. ‘’This isn’t fair, I have nothing to wear.’’ You whined, your whining had the old bat squeezing his eyes shut as he pinched the bridge of his nose. He knows you have nothing to wear, you dressed very proactively and revealingly. He’s never been one to dictate your appearance up until this point, he didn’t want you to look like a $5 dollar hooker he paid for to pretend rather than the person he’s spent a whole year with already.
‘’Okay, what is the one outfit you have that can provide the most coverage? A little cleavage is fine.. But nothing more.’’ He asked, already stressed about how these events could unravel when he arrived with you clinging to his arm. ‘’Uhm, this one?’’ You said with an unsure tone, pulling out a long maxi tube dress that he knew would cling to you like a spider's web. But it was the best option, so he nodded and allowed you to wear it knowing it was the only.. Conservative thing you owned.
He was sweating bullets as he escorted you to the Great Hall for tonight’s staff-only meal, it was after hours and all of the students were already in their respective houses for bed. You looked beautiful as normal, but he couldn’t stare at you. Like at all, because every time he did his blood rushed down to his cock and gave him the most violent boner of his existence. You got all dolled up for tonight, wearing the best pair of pleaser heels you had, jewelry, did your hair all nice and your trashy makeup looked great.. And you looked like you were assaulted by glitter from how much body glitter you had on, and you smelt absolutely amazing. And the way you were clinging to his arm had him holding his breath the whole way there.
You two were the stars of that meal, unlike usual how only McGonagall or Sprout would make conversation with him. Everyone was talking to you both, wanting to know how you met, questions all about you, compliments, everything. Of course you stuck to the rehearsed story you two had met in public and he took you to dinner. Rather than you being his ex-sugar baby who got too addicted to him and made him fall in love, Dumbledore was very pleased to meet you and very impressed by Snape’s keen eye for a wonderful personality you had. Even laughing at your little ‘’you look like one of those super old yet wise men!’’ comments from you that had Snape choking on his spit, his fears and worries died down when he realized everyone really liked you. And were loving your personality and you as a person, it made him drink his wine a little bit slower instead of downing it since he knew everything was going smoothly.
Till Lockhart showed up. Then shit hit the fan, that fake ass bastard.. OO he made Snape so fucking mad, if you looked hard enough his eye was twitching like he was about to abandon all magic and beat Lockhart’s ass Jamaican style. Lockhart made it very obvious he was very attracted to you.
‘’Quite the attire you chose for tonight’s feast – Not like that’s a bad thing my dear, you seemed heavily equipped for that outfit.’’
‘’You and Severus huh? Quite the pleasant little surprise, I’ve known Snape for quite a long time and he isn’t the most.. How do you say it, charming fellow unlike some.’’
‘’Did you know I beat Severus in a duel once? In front of an entire class, you can ask them if you want to hear more about my victory.. I don’t like to brag.’’
‘’The stars look quite beautiful tonight, I was going to take a walk to the astronomy tower to view it. A shame I have no company..’’
You could feel the anger and hate burning off of Snape as you sat close beside him, he was so fucking mad. Never in his 50 years of existence has he ever been this angry, of course Lockhart would be a problem, of course he’d hit on you and try to steal what good he had in his horrible life for his spoiled self. Couldn’t he just sleep with what many ‘’lovers’’ he had in different area codes? Damn manwhore couldn’t keep it in his pants. You yelped when Snape’s icy cold hand slammed down on your thigh underneath the table, blunt nails digging into your plump skin as his chair scraped against the hardwood flooring. Closer to yours, making it known Lockhart’s boasting and obviously vile attempts to pick you up were far from welcome. Lockhart noticed your help, but his lack of emotional intelligence failed him once again.
‘’Oh do be careful my dear, the food is quite hot tonight isn’t it?’’ He said with a smug smirk, pretending and gaslighting he was actually hooking you on. You were eating cheesecake by the way, something served cold. So his little flirtatious comment had you staring at him like he was dense as a sponge. Snape was downing the wine in his goblet like it was his only grace, still assaulting your skin in the name of jealousy and possessiveness and wanting to shove his polished shoe up Lockhart’s anus. By the end of the event Snape was as drunk as a damn skunk, you had to drag him back from blunging Lockhart’s head as you departed from the Great Hall. Lockhart obviously upset he was not able to bag you like produce and take his leave, your old dungeon bat was being very handsy and very aggressive as you escorted him back to the safety of the dungeons.
Once you two were hidden in the safety of your shared bedroom he flopped down on his back in the middle of the messy bed that had not been made today since you spent 88% of your day being cuddled in it, ‘’hic, p,pretty girl.. C’mere an’ give big daddy some lovin’..’’ His once elegant and refined speech was now boiled down due to how much strong wine he chugged like water, his words slurred and uncalculated as he opened his arms up for you to come lay on him. And you did, loving the way he said his special nickname you gave him as you crawled up on him. Straddling him as you laid down on his chest, snuggling your face in his clothed chest as you savor in his smell. Now with hints of red wine and nutmeg.
His lips found the top of your head as his arms wrapped tight around you like chains, restricting your access to escape as he peppered you in affections only those dearest would ever have the privilege of receiving. You embraced his affections ten fold, purring like a cat as he cuddled and showered you in love.. Till his hips began to take control and roll into you, taking advantage of you straddling him as he shamelessly rocked his bulge into your pelvis. You let out a muffled whimper as your head found comfort pressing deeper into his tightly buttoned shirt. His hands made quick work of pulling up your dress to be bundled at your hips, keeping the fabric there as your eyes fluttering shut as an overwhelming feeling came over you as he purposely rocked his hardening cock into your panty-clad clit.
‘’Mpmmph.. Sevyy..’’ You whimpered into his chest as his hips gained purpose, rolling in a perfect upwards motion as his hand pressed down on your tailbone. Making you arch so you could feel everything sooo much better, ‘’Yeah? hic, go–gonna, be good n’ ride me?’’ he coaxed. Trying to convince you to use him like a damn bouncy house, but you knew better. He was intoxicated and had work tomorrow, and you weren’t going to put him out of commission because every time you did ride him it took him a few business days to recover.
‘’Noo, you’ve got work tomorrow and your drunk Sev.’’ You said, being the voice of reason for once. He did not like your answer since he growled and started throwing a drunken hissy fit. ‘’Don’t care, I want this pussy wrapped around me–hic–makes me feel better.’’ He said, already trying to yank down your panties. He got halfway before you sat up and heard a cry dribble from him, ‘’noo..’’ he whined. It was so funny seeing him so.. Different, he was like a completely different person. From refined, calculated, intelligent, extremely logical, to whiny, needy, dumb and desperate. But no matter how much he hit you with his best big bat eyes you denied him.
‘’No riding tonight, but I will still take care of you okay? Just gotta be good f’me.’’ You said and his pissy mood immediately lightened up, you leaned over him and grabbed two pillows. Stuffing one under his neck as he tried to kiss your tit to make him all comfortable and one by his leg. You pressed a sweet smooch to the bridge of his crooked and big nose that caused him to whimper out, you always loved his nose. Made him look like he was handcrafted by the gods themselves and chiseled into the finest stones for preservation.
You turned yourself around into a reverse, facing his lower half rather than upper. Straddling his chest, giving him a full view of that perfect pussy. You unbuttoned his black pants and freed his obscenely hard cock from the refinements of his boxers, you could see where he dribbled on himself from the wet spots of the black fabric. You loooveeed his cock, it stood tall at a proud 11 inches and was thick. Having a slight curve to it as veins wrapped around his pale shaft like vines, and his pretty pale tip that always sputtered and pulsed like a heart beat at the sight of you. You grabbed your phone that had been thrown carelessly by his leg and opened the camera function, taking a perspective picture of it standing tall and flipping the camera around to selfie mode. Zooming out to take a picture of his cock besides your head, ‘’Oh my god baby.. Your cock is bigger than my head.’’ You said as your eyes widened at the selfie mode, you never realized how big his dick was till now! Holy shit, his tip was surpassing the volume of your hair.
He obviously wasn’t paying any attention to what you were saying, drunken half lidded eyes laser focused on your covered cunt wishing he was buried balls deep into it. His attention was ripped away by a loud lewd groan that overcame his senses, head rolling back against the pillow you had so conveniently put there for him as you pressed a small kiss on his tip. Holding your phone in one hand recording yourself suckling on him as you began to redirect your focus to his cock, you pressed another kiss to it, and another. And one right on his leaky slit that was pussing out pre. ‘’Such a pretty cock, look at him.. He’s so pretty.’’ You cooed, soft hand grasping his shaft as you lazily pumped it. Showing off the wobble and pulse that ripped through him, his hands quickly found purchase on your ass. Squeezing your soft plumpy flesh as you rolled your hips, teasingly jiggling your ass right in front of his damn face. You bounced like fucking water and he was about to fall face first into those cushions.
Your lips wrapped around his tip and suckled it like a cake pop, tongue lapping at his drooling slit like he was leaking caramel as you made eye contact with the camera. Still recording as you let in an inch or two, then 3… Then you were halfway down his shaft as you sucked on him, the tight channel of your throat squeezing him greedily as a whine ripped from him. Hearing him curse with breathless sighs as your nose gently brushed his balls, gagging around him as your mouth began to salivate. Drool dripping and lubricating him as you bobbed your head, moans vibrating around his sensitive flesh causing him to squeeze and knead you like dough. His hands cupped your hips and dragged you a bit closer, his nose nudging your cunt as a small whimper came from you when he pressed a firm lick to your soaked panties. Groaning deep and low at the delicious taste, he kept licking till the fabric was hugging your folds and until you were moaning and gasping around his cock. Throat tightening and flexing with every noise that vibrated from you, you yelped when his teeth graced you. Biting down gently on the fabric of your underwear as he dragged it away from your pretty cunt, his eyes observing it with such grace and admiration it had you flustered.
Your hand shook as it grasped his thigh, the other getting tighter around your phone as he wasted zero time slurping on your hole. Making out with your pussy as his arms wrapped tightly around your thighs, keeping you locked down on his face as he sucked hard on your sensitive clit. ‘’Mphm, taste soo good baby..’’ He groaned in appreciation as you mewled around him, rolling your hips into his skull as you continued to suck on him.
‘’mphm.. hah, ooah..’’ Wringed out from your full throat, going cross-eyed as he gnawed at your hole like a damn dog. Shoving his tongue in and licking you up like you were ice cream, he was IN it. Face first in your damn cunt, you couldn’t even see his eyes! All you felt was his hair against your cheeks as he ate you out feverously. Like a dog with a much needed pup cup, your knees braced against the bed as you bounced on his skull. Hearing his deep noises and high pitched whines as you treated him like a pogo stick, your arm lifting slightly to catch a view of him buried between your legs. Right when he was coming you pulled off, hand abandoning his thigh as you jerked his length. Making him squirt everywhere with a yelp. The sounds of his cum hitting the bed and his legs filling the room as you praised him. ‘’Gooodd boy, oh my goshh..’’ you drunkenly praised, drunk off of sucking him off. Your index finger collected some of his sperm bubbling like excess lava from a volcano and applied it to your lips like it was lip-gloss. Popping your lips at the camera before you end the video.
‘’AH!’’ You cried out, dropping your phone as he gently bit down on your clit a bit, bumping his big nose against it as a stupid cry bounced from your throat. You buried your face in his black happy trail as you rocked harder against his head, suffocating him completely as you chased your orgasm. And it came very quickly, ‘’SEVERUS!’’ You sobbed when you came in his mouth, he wasted zero time lapping it allll up and sucking on you like a fruit till it was all gone.
Then you realized he wasn’t stopping, his tongue just slid right back into your gaping hole as you sobbed out against his pubes. Begging him to stop because you were sensitive, but he shut you up with nips to your folds as you drooled all over his pubes. Your hands grasping both the insides of his thighs as his dick began to swell, his black pubic hair sticking to your lips as your eyes fluttered shut. Whimpering from him continuing to eat you out till you were pathetically squirting and running away from him.
You posted the video & photos to your twitter page the next day with his permission of course, his face wasn’t in the video so he didn’t care. You got a shit ton of likes and reblogs, and comments about it and people asking you to make an Onlyfans.. But the one thing you left out was you sent an owl to Lockhart, and when he opened the letter that said: ‘’My dearest Lockhart’’ from your pretty cursive, he thought it was a love letter..
Instead he was met with a printed and laminated photo of you besides Snape’s dick with the caption: ‘’Baby’s dick is bigger than my head!’’
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✿。. ABOUT ME:
My name is Cosmic!!
Pronouns are She/They (I don’t mind if you use one over the other lol!
I’m 17 ★
Im Jamaican but grew up in American!!
I like anything colorful
I love sweets
I like horror stuff!!
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🫧。.Some of my Interest:
Kill la kill
Danganronpa
Any Mario game
TAWOG
Nana
HunterXHunter
MLP
FNAF
Higurashi when they cry
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🧁。. My Hobbies/Fav characters:
🫧Fav characters:
Kokichi ouma (DRV3
Uzu Sanageyama (KlK
Juliet starling (Lolipop chainsaw
Rosalina (Super Mario galaxy
🫧My Hobbies:
Baking
Jewelry making
Fashion
Toy/Dvd collecting
Thrifting
Writing
Editing/Making moodboards
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✿。. Wrap Up:
Since I do write I’m going to link my 2 ao3 accounts that I make stuff on!!
Acc 1!!
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Acc 2!!
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
(I WILL FINISH MY OTHER STORY ON MY 2ND PAGE!!)
Anyways I feel like I overshared so im done now!!
TYSM FOR READING
BYEEE!! ♪🫧ヽ(´ε｀ )
go follow my absolutely gorgeous best friend!! ♡
Can we have like a part 2. to ‘’ STUPID NYMPHO BITCH! ‘’ – SLASHERS X NEEDY/BRAT READER! “
૮꒰◞ ˕ ◟ ྀི꒱ა ‘’ STUPID NYMPHO BITCH! ‘’ – PART 2 – SLASHERS X NEEDY! READER – NSFW HEADCANONS – REQUEST.
THUMBNAIL MADE BY ME, CREDITS TO SAMMYFRIENDI FOR ART ON THE RIGHT.
PART 1 ♡
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SUMMARY: ‘’ Being a total brat around slashers and how would they react! ‘’
TAGS/WARNINGS: small plot with porn, this is utterly filthy, nymphomanic! reader, bratty reader, clit + pussy slapping, ruined orgasms, bruises, biting, blood, pet names, degrading names and comments, cuddling, rough sex, skull fucking, dick hypnosis, fingering, p in v, awkward positions, most of these characters should be a warning, overstimulation, dumbification, drool, excessive saliva, ovulation, breeding kink, established relationships, tried to keep it gender neutral but there are hints of female anatomy for some, public sex, praise kink, titty fucking & sucking, pillow humping, fisting, monster fucking, descriptive body decay, premature ejaculation, teasing, cumplay, squirting, violence & murder, toy mentions, strip tease, panty play, car sex, perverted thoughts, public indecency, cum eating, spanking, daddy kink.
A/N: FINALLY getting to requests, i swear kinktober has been smiting me down :,(
PROOFREAD!
NSFW UNDER THE CUT.
૮ ྀིᴗ͈ . ᴗ͈ ྀིა JASON VOORHEES 2009
Oh poor Jason, literally. Because you tear this man UPPP. He (sometimes) hides from you because you fuck his dick so raw it almost snaps off his body, or he has to relocate it.
He loves you, he can’t turn you down. Especially when your sniffling at him and begging him to fuck you so good your organs are wrapped up in a cute bow, what really gets him are your sweet little puppy eyes and faux tears.
He’s out hunting, checking his traps to see if any victims had fallen into them or gotten caught. You know Camp Crystal Lake is bustling with fresh victims for him again, and you don’t wanna ruin his revenge ordeal no matter how bad you’d prefer for him to stay in this dilapidated cabin with you.
You were trying to sleep, trying to speed up the time so he’d come home quicker as you laid on his side of the bed. The hand-made bear fur blanket wrapped tightly around your body, he tucked you in before he left and you hadn’t moved an inch. Your face was buried in his big pillow, drowning your senses in his smell. The earthy irony tones–You couldn’t help your underwear sticking to your gaping hole that immediately sputtered with need from how badly you needed your glorified bear of a man–But he wasn’t here.
Your hips gently rolled once against the bed as a mewl vibrated through you, your nerves were soo sensitive and that roll felt like the key to heaven.
You pushed the blanket off of your body and slid his pillow between your thighs, effectively straddling the soft object slowly rolling your hips into it. Your hands pulled it up by the edge so it really rubbed against your needy hole, you felt like a damn mutt but it felt so good to relieve yourself.
‘’Mphm..fuck..’’ You crooned, knees sinking into the mattress as your humps got a tad bit more erratic really putting some work into it. Your slick was leaking through the fabric of your underwear and smearing all over his pillow as the sweetest noises rang from your throat, desperately trying to get off.
It surprisingly didn’t take you very long to make a mess out of yourself, squirting your brains out all over Jason’s pillow. Your underwear was completely soaked through and shoved to the side as you rubbed your gasping hole aggressively against the soaking fabric. But it wasn’t enough, it was never enough. You fell back onto your back, the springs of the bed creaking as you shoved your fingers into your hole. Head rolling back against the bed as your fingers pumped quickly with very loud plaps of your knuckles slapping against your completely slick skin.
Two wasn’t enough, so you added another–Three wasn’t enough so you added four–FOUR wasn’t enough so you shoved in your thumb. Jason was huge and constantly stretched you out, a whimpery whine ripped from you as you fisted your sloppy hole. Thighs violently trembling as your fist practically punched your hole from how fast and hard you were going, your heels bracing the top of the antique old headboard as your eyes fluttered shut from how good this felt.
‘’Fuck, fuck fuck!’’ You squealed like a damn pig as you squirted so hard it literally got all over the wall and headboard. And you didn’t stop, you yanked out your soaked hand and aggressively slapped your hole. Spraying your slick everywhere, your stomach caving, back arching, eyes being able to see your brain as the audible sounds of you gushing like a water gun filled the humid air.
You were so buried in bliss you didn’t realize Jason, standing in the rotted doorframe watching you ruin the sheets. Goopy slick all over his pillow, your eyes quivering as he listened and watched you slap the fuck out of your pretty hole that was just waiting for him. He was already as hard as a damn diamond, and a wet spot on his rotted jeans because he came himself watching you be so horny for him. Every time you cried his name he spurted cum all over himself. :c
When those pretty eyes rolled open and hazily spotted him standing there with a bulge bigger than a coke bottle you whimpered loudly. Stuffing yourself with one finger so he could hear how badly you needed him.
‘’Jassssoonn, please.. please fuck me–’’ You didn’t even need to ask him because he yanked down his fly so fast and stomped towards you like you were one of his victims. He effortlessly snatched your throat in his big rotten hand, forcing you up and against his clothed chest. He smelt like iron with the faintest smell of rot, he was rotting from the inside out after all.. His fat tip slapped hard against your aching hole, causing you to yelp. You could hear his heavy breathing from behind his decaying hockey mask, absolutely losing it as he rubbed his shaft against you. Your hole trying to ensnare his cock but failing miserably, his strong hand gently squeezed your throat as the back of your head rested against his clothed chest. Pretty lips open and letting out a symphony of beautiful noises as he slapped your hole with his monster cock.
When he speared you open, finally giving you that delicious stretch and filling you’ve been craving you squealed, forcing your hips down like a hammer as you took him to the hilt. Feeling his balls slap lewdly against you as he wasted zero time fucking into you like a damn train, his hand’s grip on your throat getting more tight as he used you as leverage–Like a goddamn doll, forcing you down and up his pulsing cock.
He drew out another violent gush from you, painting the already soaked sheets a darker color. Slick dripping down his long shaft, soaking his old jeans. ‘’YES! oooah fuck! S–Such a good boy Jason oh my godd–’’ You sobbed out, just by calling him ‘’good boy’’ and sputtering on his cock like you did he slammed you down, releasing your throat and instead wrapping tight around you like a rope. Your legs kicked frantically as he violently spread them, crushing you down onto the filthy bed covered in your squirt as he fucked you so hard you could hear him rumbling like a gator bellowing for a mate.
‘’F–FUCK! J,JASON–AH! TOO MUCH–WAITT!’’ Your cries fell on deaf ears as you drooled all over yourself from how hard he was pounding you, your hole literally gaping around him and violently pulsing as wet slaps and squelches filled the cabin. His hockey mask rubbed against the back of your head and your back, affectionately letting you know he was right here.
ᝰ🚬MATT CORRDELL ‘’MANIAC COP’’
Oh how it drove you absolutely wild to see your big man in uniform, police uniform all perfect and smoothed out. Badge gleaming with faux pride and order–Drove you absolutely crazy, the amount of times you had to take it to the dry cleaners to get cum stains off of it was insane. You just couldn’t help it! You had to show how appreciative you were to your man who spent all night and day working soo hard for you.
You made Corrdell’s brain melt so bad, he went from psycho cop who brutally tore apart innocent civilians with his own hands to a fucking mutt. The amount of times you’ve made this poor man end up in the hospital because you dislocated his hip while riding him was insane. But you loved him, and he loved you very much.
He gets teased by his coworkers knowing that the big scary Corrdell is a pussy whipped bastard, he accidently left his body cam on while fucking you so deep once in the back of his police car. Breeding you like a stupid bunny, his creampies dripping out of that tiny hole all over his bodycam–He was so embarrassed when he realized his coworker found it and blackmailed him into buying free lunch for a year to not submit it to the big boss.
After work he came and picked you up to take you shopping, he did notice how off you were being today. The way you didn’t wanna sit still, the way you kept drawing shapes on his thigh, the way you kept clinging to his side–He just thought you really missed him this week since he was pushing almost 70 hours this week..
You dragged him around the mall, soft hand tangled in his as he let you suffocate his wallet of hard earned money to death. Carrying your bags for you as he happily followed you, every time he spent an unholy amount of money on you he kneeled down so you could pepper him in kisses and thank him.
It wasn’t until you two hit Victoria Secrets. Then he realized what was wrong with you, you walked around with him picking out different sets of flashy sexy lingerie. Throwing it into your basket–Wasn’t until you coaxing him to ‘’help’’ you try something on he finally realized just how horny you were.
When his big ass sat down on the small dressing room chair with you standing between his legs as you slowly undressed he realized he was getting a strip tease. He leaned back against the stall wall as a pleased smile overcame his completely obscured shadowed face, leering eyes watching his pretty baby’s body being exposed to him one article of clothing at a time. From your pretty tight shirt slowly rolling up those fat tits of yours, exposing that absolutely beautiful back to him.
His stare was one of pure appreciation and love. His eyes tracing the curve of your heavy and full breasts that were basically spilling out of your too small bra, to the curve of that pretty back. His hands twitched on his thighs, wanting so bad to grope and fondle you till you were begging him to fuck you as raw was possible. But he held back, today was your special day.
It wasn’t until your pants slid down those thick thighs and legs when he noticed something, he’s super observant and noticed that your legs were trembling–And there was wetness between those plushy thighs. Then his eyes went up to your underwear and saw how your panties were completely sticking to your damn labia. And there was a shape poking through them, a very obvious and noticeable shape.
His big hands gently grasped your hips, pulling you closer. You bit your lip in response trying so hard not to let a peep escape you as he decided to investigate your madness. Thick fingers hooking around your panties and pulling them down your chubby thighs, his eyes literally widened upon seeing gooey cloudy slick strands attached to your pussy. Your underwear was completely ruined–And soaked, and he saw the source of it. The tail of a lush sticking out of you, that’s why you were quivering and this ruined. You had a damn toy jammed into that stupid pussy this whole time.
You couldn’t help a low whimper escaping you when you felt Matt’s eyes literally burn holes into your pussy, big hands letting go of your underwear that was around your thighs to cup your ass. Revealing your quivering hole that was sucking the lush in and out. ‘’Jesus Christ.’’ He growled lowly, voice all hoarse from vocal cord damage and his arousal. ‘’You’ve been walkin’ around all this damn time with a toy in you?’’ He huffed, completely surprised you were able to last this long without cumming yourself. ‘’S–S’ on low..’’ You whimpered back as he tutted. Pulling you back into his lap, his tree trunks as thighs against your plush ass as he hooked your legs over his arm. That only made you throb, almost pushing the lush out of you.
‘’M’ sorry baby, didn’t mean to not notice how bad you needed me.’’ He apologized, he really was sorry. If he noticed sooner how needy you were he would have dropped everything to please you, ‘’Let daddy make it up to you..’’ He purred lovingly, pressing affectionate kisses on your neck as he buried his hooked nose into your hair. Inhaling your scent as his other hand skillfully unbuckled his belt and pulled down his uniforms fly with a ziip!
He mastered the art of taking off complicated clothes with one hand, it was an obligation for you. You constantly needed to be taken care of and he realized very quickly you didn’t like him being too slow.. Or gentle.
His fat cock jumped out of his pants, pre-cum like a pearl necklace as it bunched up at the top of his pretty pink tip. Dripping down around his veiny shaft as he fully pulled off your underwear and wrapped the soaked fabric around him. Letting out a groan as he used your slick like lube, applying it allll over and around him as you helplessly watched with small whimpers.
He pulled the sticky fabric off of him, all dirty with a mix of both of your liquids as he pressed it against your plump lips. Your eyes rolled back at the heady smell of the fabric as you opened your lips, letting him slide the fabric into your mouth like a gag as he muffled you. ‘’Good girl..’’ he praised, his hand returned back to your slutty hole. Gently grabbing the tail of the lush and using it to softly stroke in and out of you, your head rolled against his chest as your eyes fluttered shut. Feeling the buzzing toy drag against your sloppy walls with tiny squelches, ‘’Look at this needy pussy baby, hear her talkin’ to me?’’ He taunted, staring at you from the reflection of the mirror.
Your eyes faintly fluttered open and saw how filthy this position was, all folded up so you couldn’t go nowhere as your husband greedily fucked you with your own toy. His stupidly big cock twitching and pulsing, bobbing against you as he pathetically rutted. Your pussy was in fact talking to him, more like screaming. Begging for him to fill you up so good he has to carry you out of here, and he was taking the damn bait like a greedy bass. ‘’Soo pretty, jus’ like my baby.’’
Holy shit how could a man who did police brutality, who was corrupted and tainted by power be so sweet? He meant every word, every praise, every little kiss. This man loved you more than he loved his gun. He pulled the slick toy from your gooey pussy, watching as the slick strands broke as he finally pulled it away and dropped it to the floor. Wasting zero time stuffing you more full than a thanksgiving turkey for 30. Your downright idiotic scream was muffled by your own panties that were stuffed down your throat, might as well throw a dunce hat on the top of your head from how dumb you sounded as his balls slapped against your ass.
His canines sank down on his scarred lips, drawing blood as you heard the faintest ‘’oh, fuck..’’ escape him when he was embraced by heaven. Fighting back from already busting inside you, when you tried to move his hand SNATCHED your hip in a bone breaking hold. Hurting you as you yelped in pain, teeth biting down hard against the fabric as your eyes widened.
‘’B,Baby.. Don’t–Don’t fuckin’ move.’’ He snarled like an overstimulated dog, nostrils widening as his huffing and puffing got more violent and intense. ‘’Y–Yer gonna make me cum early–please, please baby don’t move–’’ He cried out, you could literally see and feel his thighs clenching and his body tensing as he fought back hard to not paint you white like a damn house right now. The amount of self restraint and control he had was admirable, but ultimately his own grave.
You tried not to move–It was hard since he was hurting you, and his grip only worsened which made you squirm–’’MHMPF!’’ you cried out as his sharp canines sank into your bare shoulder, breaking skin and sinking into flesh as he came deep. Making you cum yourself from how intense and how much he was filling you, wet sounds of your squirt violently exploding everywhere filled the stall. It got all over the floor, all over him, all over the mirror–And it kept going and going as some creamy white icing dripped from your overstuffed cunt, your hand wasted no time going down to your clit and pinching. Small yelps and gasps muffled against your makeshift gag as you forced yourself to milk him so hard he just kept fucking coming.
You were bringing this man to tears from how much he was climaxing, his balls literally emptying every drop of semen he had as his hand abandoned your hip and ripped off your bra with a loud snap! A wince escaping you as the clasps scratched you pretty badly as his hand groped the shit out of your heavy titty. Thumb rolling mercilessly around your pebbled nipple.
He released your shoulder, licking the blood off his teeth as he hazily looked at your bloody bite mark. Tongue lapping at it as he started to move, not even aiming for a slow pace. Hell, he wasn’t even soft! He just started pummeling that dumb cunt like it was the last thing he had to do before dying.
Safe to say you didn’t buy anything from that store because you two had to exit after realizing you got squirt and cum everywhere.. And when you got home you realized your lush was missing, you had forgotten it because he accidentally kicked it under the seat while pounding your brains out..
ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 JOHN RYDER ‘’THE HITCHER’’
You were on a road trip with your friends for a week's music event you all wanted to go too. Your favorite and most popular artists were all going to be there, so you were all extremely excited and hyped. Especially since your friends booked a perfect hotel that was walking distance from the venue so you didn’t have to camp out in the car for a week.
Now here was the issue, your friends miscalculated just how many people were going. At first it was only 3, but now there were 6 of you crammed together in a svu. You took the bullet and sat in the trunk so you could have more space, also a privacy bonus.
Well privacy be damned because your friends pulled over for some hitchhiker and stuffed him into the trunk with you. He introduced himself as John when your friend introduced you two.
It was awkward, instead of laying down you were sitting up with your phone in your lap. John sitting on the other side not really making conversation, more like listening to the chaos up front. From the loud music, chaotic singing and conversations. He was silently singling you all out, he could kill you first since there was privacy of a mountain of bags blocking the view and tall seats.. Then probably kill the rest when they hit a gas station, steal the car and go back to hunting. Till his eyes peeled back onto you, sizing you up.
He really wished he didn’t look at you, because Jesus you had a nice pair of shoulder boulders that sat perfectly in your tank top as you scrolled through your phone. And those fat fucking thighs–Christ, you were pretty. He hissed when he realized he was getting hard from ogling you and imagining how pretty your cunt must be.. Fat titties crushing his face as he finger fucked you so hard you kept squirting everywhere. He didn’t realize his hand had subconsciously snaked around and started rubbing his bulge through his jeans, panting at the mere sight of you.
You didn’t notice John being a total pervert in front of you, shamelessly rubbing his bulge as you blissfully looked at your phone that was hidden between your thighs. On twitter, on a porn account watching some star stuff herself full with all types of toys wishing that was you. You were upset because you left your toy bag at home, the one thing you told yourself to bring.. Guess fingers and the handle of your hairbrush would be okay for now.
Your thighs squeezed together to give some relief to the ache your roaring cunt was experiencing, trying so hard not to start humping or fingering yourself in front of this poor man. Not knowing that was what he was exactly doing, till you heard a wet sloshing noise. When you looked up from your phone your eyes widened, seeing the man’s big angry cock looking right at you. His pretty red tip pulsing violently as he bit down on his lips, eyes half lidded and maintaining eye contact with you as he jerked himself off to you.
You were shocked, but not appalled. You knew you were pretty good looking and ensured to keep up with good routines and hygiene to take care of yourself, your eyes slowly latched off of his and to his dick that was calling your name. Unable to look away, staring at the way he angrily fisted his own cock like he was trying to rip it clean off of himself. How his pre dribbled down his length and collected at his hand, you really wanted to suck his dick.. Like right now.
‘’Gonna help a poor man out sweetheart?’’ He purred, breaking your spiral as your eyes returned to his. When he saw you shift and put your phone down he shifted his legs wider welcoming you in.
You crawled over and sat between his thighs on your knees, rolling up your tank top up to your ribs as you gently moved his hand and gripped his big cock. Marveling at the size, it wasn’t too big, but not average. Still big enough to burn, you redirected it under your shirt and into your cleavage when you saw him gasp. Hands jumping to your bare thighs, blunt nails digging in as he bit down so hard he bled as he tried not to groan out loud for your friends to hear. You pressed your tits together as he started slowly rolling his hips, eyes glued to his angry tip as it peeked through your pretty puppies. Getting pre cum all over your healthy skin as you watched him tit fuck you.
Doesn’t take long for his pace to build, muffling himself with a firm arm against his mouth as his eyes dilated. Watching you closely after seeing your head move–’’mmmmphhf.. jesus… f–fuck!’’ he growled out against his arm upon feeling you suck his sensitive tip. Your sweet breath huffing out through your nose as you sucked on him like he was a goddamn lollipop, your hand sliding to his balls and fondling them with such gentle yet rough moves they clenched. His hips moved quicker, with a sense of urgency before you ruined it. With a soft pop from your lips you pulled his messy cock from your chest, and he was pissed. He was RIGHT there, about to cum. And you ruined it, such a fucking whore.
‘’What the fuck was that for—OH!’’ He snapped out, face mutating into pure anger before completely disappearing when he was gifted with the grace of being shoved down your throat. And he immediately forgave you. ‘’Oh, mhmp.. Y,Yeah that’s it–Good girl.’’ He purred, hand finding the back of your head and tangling in your hair as he guided you up and down. You moaned around his length as he slowly guided your head up and down, your tongue flat against his shaft. Licking anything it could, massaging him as he gratefully used your throat.
He hissed as his pace picked up, making you gag on his cock as he put another hand on your skull. Not letting you escape as he suffocated you full force with his dick, using you as a sleeve as he pounded your poor pharynx to pieces. He seethed like a damn bull when he shoved your head so far down you were face first in his ungroomed pubes, breathing in his intoxicating musk as he forced you to stay down. Force feeding you his salty cum you had no choice but to suck down obediently.
He pulled you off after a good minute of relishing in the best head he’s ever gotten, smirking at your fucked out expression and the long strands of sticky drool and cum leaking from your swollen mouth.
In reward he fucked you allll the way till your friends hit a gas station, carving you out on his dick as he made you ruin the velvet of the trunk over and over again. Forcing that fat cunt to keep squirting his dick out every time so he could ruin you all over again.
જ⁀➴ ♡ 2007 DRAYTON SAWYER
Now nobody believed Drayton could pull, he was a weird young man. Constantly in and out of correctional juvie, even being tried as an adult for murder and conspiracy. Nobody liked him, nobody wanted to be around him. He was dangerous, disgusting, and weird.. So how pulled YOU? A pretty farmer's child. Was beyond a mystery, let alone accepting his hand in marriage.
You had been pissing off Drayton all fucking day, from the minute you woke up to now. You woke up horrifically needy and asked him to fuck you, and so he did, then you asked again and again–And he fucked you, again and again. But nothing was enough for you!
You were his wife, he had a duty to please you. But you were just unpleasable, nothing he did made you happy. And he was getting annoyed with hearing your slick hole being fed fingers because you couldn’t just relax for once. Drayton was very exhausted and had a lot of work on his shoulders! From raising Bubba & the twins, taking care of Grandpa, and making sure the gas station and food wouldn’t run out. The last thing he needed was you getting all prissy and mad because he couldn’t find time in his schedule to pound you.
He completely lost his cool when he walked in on you trying to stuff his boxers into your hole he was going to put on after his shower, both horrified and aroused he slammed your ass over his knee and gave you strawberry ass from how hard he was spanking you. Making you sob and cry, squirming and kicking like you wanted to get away as he had you over his muscled thigh, ‘’D–DRAYTON PLEASE!’’ you sobbed out pathetically. Trying to escape his ass beating of a century, he had rough hands that felt like 50 grit sandpaper and it didn’t help that he had muscles from farm work.. So him spanking you really felt like he was beating you.
‘’Nuh-uh, I told you to behave. To mellow out, and what do I come to find? Your fingers stuffed in your stupid hole.’’ He hissed, your ass jiggling with every violent slap as it echoed throughout your dark bedroom. ‘’Fuckin’ whore! Yer worse than the kids I used to share a damn cell with in juvie.’’ He snapped, spanking hard against a painful welt that had you snot nosed.
‘’P,Please–I didn’t mean too! I was just–’’ ‘’Needy? Horny? STUPID? You’ve always got somethin’ goin’ on!’’ He growled, leering down at you as he continued to whip your ass. It took his hand slapping down on a puddle of slick from your hole to realize you drooled down his entire leg. ‘’Jesus–I just took a damn shower!’’ He bitched upon seeing the long snail trail slick down his damn leg. He got up and threw your tummy down on your creaky shared bed, hand curling in your hair and forcing your head down as he ripped his damn towel off.
‘’Stuffin’ my good boxers in this slutty hole.. Can barely leave you alone without worryin’ my toothbrush is in here.’’ He huffed as he lined himself up, feeling you greedily already eat his tip in as he slammed in. Making you sob into the pillow like you were being murdered, sinking alll the way in till his pelvis was rubbing against you. Making you squeal and cry upon your raw skin against his bare pelvis, he used your hair as a damn rein. Controlling you as he rammed his hips into your chubby & raw ass, panting like he was running a marathon as he watched your whole body jiggle and wobble from the squishy penetration, slick sticking to the damn clean sheets he just washed as he pounded you into next month.
‘’Daaddyyy, please! M’so sorrryyy–’’ You whined out, trying to force your hips back against him to bounce on his delicious cock. But all you got was an aggressive and firm slap to your sore ass and him tilting his angle to abuse your g-spot. ‘’Shut up, no you're not. Knew exactly what you were doin’ you fuckin’ nympho.’’ He snarled, sweat building up on his clean body as his wet dark brown hair stuck to his neck and face. Pounding you real good as he kept tilting his angle to ensure he was making you squirm around, and you were. Face buried in the pillows as you cried and whined. Your voice getting whinier and whinier as he kept pounding away with perfect aim only a navy seal would have.
He had a lot of explaining to do in the morning on why the bed post was now in the floor.
