warnings: smut, masturbation, that's all for today.
it is currently 1AM, I have to wake up at 5 and here I am writing smut.
We all went through puberty, it SUCKS. But just imagine going through puberty with heightened senses... Let's see what it's like to be Peter Parker for a day.
"The shy ones are the the worst" People would say, but you just couldn't even imagine Peter or Ned having dirty thoughts. In your silly little head, they were completely pure, you were sure of it. That being said, it wasn't a surprise that you never noticed the way Peter would check you out ALL the time, especially when you wore that cute little red dress, he would compliment you NONSTOP and you would never have second thoughts about it, you just thought he was being really nice.
However, your girl friends wouldn't fail to notice each time he would stare you up and down, or how he tried SO hard not to stare right into your boobs when you wore anything that had a cleavage to it.
"Parker was checking you out AGAIN. I mean, he's kinda cute, you should do him." One of them whispered.
"If I were you, I'd have already..." The other one said.
"Could you guys just shut the fuck up? We've known each other since we were kids! He is not like that." You looked at both of them, clearly annoyed by the comments.
"You mean he isn't like my ex? The type that cums and goes?- She laughed- Well, then you better be quick or else I might just need to steal him from you."
Why were you even friends with them anyways? All they cared about was what was trending and which boys they should hook up with. It was fun at first, but it got repetitive and suffocating over time.
Time passed, school day was finally over. You didn't had the chance to talk to Peter much, just a quick 'hi' and that was it for the day. But you were happy since May had invited you for dinner, so you guys would have all the time in the world to talk about mind controlling villains, all kinds of aliens from alterspace. -Yes, you knew he was Spiderman.- Or just about homework, like normal teenagers.
You got there, chatted with May for a while and sat at the table.
"What is taking him so long? PETER!- She shout, no answers.- Can you go tell him dinner's ready? I made pizza for us!" May said, licking her lips and giggling.
And so you did, walking fast towards his room, until you heard something. That something made you slow your pace a little.
"Oh- oh fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck... shit."
It was Peter, was he injured? Maybe he just got back from fighting a robber or something. What if he needs help? What kind of friend would you be if you just turned around and left him there, possibly hurt? And then you heard it. Your name coming out of the boy's mouth. Only then you realized those noises weren't because he was in pain, Peter was rubbing one out at the thought of you.
You still doubted yourself, thinking your mind was only tricking you. You walked in closer to his door, that was parcially open, you could see his back and... You just stood there, frozen in place. He was actually touching himself. You could tell he was close by how fast his hand moved, almost like he was running out of time.
"Can't... hmm... can't do this... anymore... fuck." Your name kept falling from his lips, moans followed by moans, he sounded so needy, so desperate.
The one thing you didn't knew about Peter's heightened senses was that it affected other parts too... There would be times that he would keep masturbating over and over again and couldn't seem to be satisfied, like nothing was enough. He had never felt so much desire for someone the way he felt for you. Seeing you all cutey in that little skirt you wore to school that day, he had to hold himself the whole period so that he wouldn't just fuck you raw in the middle of the class for everyone to see. You were such a tease.
"Gonna... fuck- gonna cum..." Peter threw his head back, your name flowing from his lips. He looked so cute, you couldn't look away, it was like you were hypnotized.
You watched as he laid down on his bed, breathing heavily, one hand on his forehead cleaning the sweat.
"KIDS? What is taking you two so long?" You finally "woke up" and realized what you just witnessed, taking a few steps back before rushing to the kitchen.
"Sorry, he's... coming. Yes, that's it, he's coming." You said, stuttering a bit.
Peter quickly got dressed and joined you and May at the dinner table.
"I fell asleep, sorry. -He looked at May, then glanced over at you.- I... didn't know you were having dinner with us. We could've walked home together." He continued, looking down, never meeting your eyes.
Did he knew? He saw you? What was going to happen to your friendship? Was it ruined?
A million thoughts were running through your mind, but it suddenly went blank when you felt a warm hand slide to your inner thigh.
You looked up at him, visibly confused.
He would never do anything with May in the house tho, but at least now you knew his true intentions.
Warnings: BREEDING KINK, psychologist reader, praising, degrading, unprotected sex, oral sex(f!receiving), fingering, p in v, biting, hair pulling, etc etc etc.
(!please keep in mind that english is not my first language!)
also this is pretty long but BEAR WITH ME.
You've never had so much trouble with your job until you decided to start working at the infamous Arkham Asylum, most of your patients were either complete lunatics, or rich kids who act like they can do anything -murder anyone- and they'll get away with it. But there was this specific patient, Jerome Valeska, whom you kind of took a liking to. Not exactly a 'liking', but almost a feeling of pity. You knew you shouldn't feel that way about a murderous psycho, but with your few sessions he showed to be much more human than most people out there in the world.
Your boss made you retire for a few weeks after an incident, to be clear, one of the lunatics tried to stab you with a plastic knife. It wouldn't really matter to you, but your boss decided that resting would be important. (Not that he cared honestly, he was just trying to act like a cool boss, which he isn't.)
Two weeks had passed, you had never felt so relieved to be walking on Gotham's streets. You took the day to pamper yourself, you deserved it. You went shopping, went to a spa, did everything you couldn't after all these months living in Arkham. -yes, you had to sleep there too.- It was getting dark, so you thought it would be great to grab a coffee and walk home as your house wasn't that far from the Cafe. So you did, you ordered a Vanilla Latte and started walking towards the cafe door, murmuring a sound happily. 10 minutes later you were finishing your drink and could already view your house from across the street, letting out a sigh of relief. You had a weird feeling of being watched from afar, but didn't thought much of it as you had a creepy neighbor who kept staring at you all the time. It was awkward but as the creeps say, staring isn't a crime.
You unlocked the door quickly and threw your stuff on a nearby chair, chewing the straw of your cup of coffee as you turned on the TV.
You froze as you saw it, -Jerome Valeska- he was in the news again.
"Yesterday night, 21 year old murderer, Jerome Valeska, ran away from the Arkham Asylum. DCPD has already taken charge of the case and is searching for the man. -You sat at the sofa, paying attention.- The asylum said that his escape is still a mystery."
"Yeah, that's a funny one isn't it? But I still think they could've chosen a better picture of me." A deep, husky voice echoed from the darkness of your hallway. You just stood there, not knowing what to do, it was like time had stopped.
"Hey, not even a 'hello' to your old friend? Already forgot about me, I see. -He said again, letting out a raspy, devilish laugh. You could feel his presence getting closer to you.- You see, I kept waiting for you in that shitty place, but days passed and... nothing. You know I hate waiting, right?" The voice was now right behind you, and you could feel a blade make its way to your throat.
"What are you doing here?" You finally had the courage to speak, voice trembling a bit.
"Well, can't I pay a visit to my good old doc? I missed our sessions, love." Jerome said while caressing your cheek with the blade.
"Jerome, you can't be here. And please, do not call me 'love', I've already told you we had a patient doctor relationship only, nothing more than that." Your voice wasn't trembling anymore, you knew he wasn't going to harm you, or at least you hoped so.
"What kind of doctor kisses their patients so passionately, huh? Do you want me to refresh your memories? -He awkwardly licked your cheek after drawing a bit of blood from it.- Was it a part of the therapy too? And what about that one time where we-"
"It was an accident, it should have never happened and you know that." You cut him off before he could finish his sentence.
The ginger man shifted his position so that he was now facing you eye to eye, you could almost feel his breath.
"An accident, was it? -Jerome slowly put his hand on your chin, lifting your head up as you tried to look away.- I want you to look me in the eyes and tell me you don't love me."
You looked deep into his green eyes, trying to open your mouth to say you didn't... but... wouldn't that be a lie? You just stood there, staring at him in silence.
"I knew it." He said before smashing his lips against yours in a slow and passionate kiss, it felt like you were both starving, craving it for so long, needing it so bad.
It didn't stop there, Jerome sat on the couch too, never breaking the kiss, and pulled you right into his lap. It was so hard to resist this man's charm, he was truly one of a kind. You didn't know what was it that felt so magnetic about him, so attractive. But you knew you wouldn't say no.
"Make up for all this time I had to spent without you, would ya? -He stopped kissing you for a second, trying to catch his breath- Maybe give me another type of therapy." He said giving you a smirk, soon getting back to kissing you.
You gave in, his lips felt so soft, and it just felt so right... His touch only was already enough to make you feel things you didn't even knew that were possible. You could feel him smiling through the kiss, it was a 100% a cocky smile.
"I know you missed me too."
"I did, Jerome."
His hands soon found their way under your shirt, unclipping your bra. You helped him take both, your shirt AND your bra off. He just sat there for a minute, inhaling the view in front of him.
"You're so fucking pretty."
He then proceeded to lightly play with your bare chest, slowly squeezing your breasts, not looking away for even a second. He started placing small kisses that soon turned into sucks, while he sucked one of your breasts, he worked on the other one with his hand. And you couldn't help but to let out breathy moans and begs for more.
"You know, love, I've had this fantasy ever since we met. -Jerome was now staring at you.- I want you to carry my children." He looked at you with a grin on his face, waiting to see your response.
"What? We're too young to be thinking about that..." You looked away, considering the request even though you felt like you shouldn't -but you liked the idea of your belly growing with his babies.-
"Just think about it. Imagine a little Jerome running around, how cute would he be? -That man KNEW he wasn't going to be a great father, he just wanted to impregnate you, to see your boobs so big and full of milk, leaking when he squeezes them. He also was all in with the idea of not having to worry about condoms for nine months straight, there would be a baby in there already, what else would you have to worry about? Just the thought of you carrying a part of him, giving birth to his child, that was enough to send him over the edge.- I'm going to fill you all the way up tonight."
You let out another breathy moan at his last words, he takes that as a 'yes'.
He switches positions once again, so that he could be on top of you.
"Let's take that off, shall we?" He asks before ripping off your skirt, he takes in theview of your panties before throwing it across the living room.
You grab Jerome by his neck, pulling him into a kiss. His hands slowly travel down your body, drawing circles around your belly, and finally reaching your womanhood. It doesn't take long before he slips one finger in it, causing you to moan a little, and then two fingers... He laughs at how easily you had become a moaning mess. He lets go of your lips, trailing small kisses all over your body, from your neck to your tits, to your belly, to your clit. The man is now licking you like he hasn't eaten anything for DAYS, his fingers still going in and out of your hole, as he fastened the speed. Causing you to whimper and cry his name out.
"Jerome, please..." You say, almost breathless.
"Please what? Use your words, Doc."
"I want you to fill me, I want to carry your babies, please..."
He smirks, feeling like his task is accomplished.
"You don't have to ask me twice." He quickly begins taking his jeans off, along with his boxers, revealing his big throbbing member. Sure, you had done things with him before, but you never actually saw it, so it was pretty surprising.
He took his wet fingers out of you, stroking his erection with the same hand a few times so it would be easier to go in. Jerome looked at you to confirm you were ready, you nodded in response.
He slid into you all at once, all his lenght stratching your walls, if felt so painful but so pleasuring at the same time. You couldn't help but let out a moan that sounded more like a scream. He sighed and started moving his hips, slowly and loving at first, placing kisses all around your collarbone, your cheeks, your breasts. A few minutes had passed and he started getting rougher, less passionate and more needy, desperate, like his life depended on it.
"You want to be the mother of my children, huh? You want me to fill you up with my cum, don't you? Needy little slut." He grabbed a fist full of your hair and pulled it so that you were forced to look at him.
All you could manage to say was "Yes", your mind going blank, you couldn't even form a sentence.
"Your pretty pussy feels so nice against my cock, I bet you're loving this aren't you? Taking a murderer's dick like that? What a bitch."
You could care less, if that was a sin, you were a proud sinner.
You could feel yourself getting close and he definitely could too. He placed his hands on your waist, grabbing it so hard that there would be bruises in the morning.
Your hands reached his back and you gave it a long scratch as you cried out his name over and over again, releasing all over his member. Jerome on the other hand, was still going at it.
After a couple seconds, he finally came. Filling you up with his white liquid, keeping his dick inside of you for a moment just to make sure you would REALLY get pregnant.
He only took it out when he had the strength to it.
"And now we wait." He said proudly.
"Jerome..."
"Yes?"
"I'm on the pill..."
He stared at you, his smile fading away.
"No way."
You were ready to die right at that moment.
"Well, guess we'll have to try again. What a shame." He said jokingly.
warnings: SMUT, p in v, oral sex(m!receiving), unprotected sex, kinda(?)public sex, subby Ethan.
(quickly reminder that english is not my first language, im deeply sorry if there are any grammatical errors on this!)
"Dude, this is getting awkward, you're gonna scare her off." Chad said after noticing the way Ethan was devouring you with his eyes.
"What? I don't know what you're talking about." The boy answered, shaking his head and looking down to the floor.
It was not a secret that Ethan had a huge crush on you ever since you moved to New York, despite all the effort he put into trying to hide it. Every now and then you would look at him just to realize he was already staring, looking away as soon as your eyes meet. It was honestly kinda cute.
"TARA, HE'S STARING AT ME AGAIN." You had to shout due to the loud music playing on the party.
"LOOK AT YOU, if I were him I would fall in love too. -The girl said playfully, winking and blowing you a kiss- You should make the first move, I think he's too shy to do anything." She finished the sentence, handing you a vodka shot.
"You only live once" You thought to yourself as you walked towards him. With each step, your heart skipped a beat.
Chad was still hyping Ethan up, telling him how hot he was and how you totally had a crush on him. (He was not wrong.)
"And now she's right behind you, See ya." Chad walked away, leaving the poor boy alone, how cruel.
"WHAT? WAIT. no, no no no no.- He turned to face you, trying to keep it cool.- Oh, hi! I didn't even notice you here, haha..."
His costume was goofy, at first you couldn't even tell what he was dressed up as. It looked like something a child would make out of boxes and crayons, however, he still managed to look good.
"So, are you enjoying the party?" You looked up at him, waiting for a response.
"What? I can't hear you!" Oh but he did, believe me, he heard you perfectly.
You grabbed his hand and walked out of the party. BINGO. That was his plan.
"Do you wanna go for a walk?" You asked.
He nodded. You let go of his hand and put yours into your pockets. The night was weirdly cold, you could feel the wind caressing your cheeks and blowing your hair.
After a few minutes of you two just walking in silence, he decided to say something.
"So, um, where are we going?.."
"Honestly? I have no idea." He laughed, but you wasn't joking.
"There's this... this garden I really like, would you wanna go there? -Ethan was looking at you, and at the same time, trying to avoid eye contact. As soon as you said yes, he let out a smile.- Ok! Just follow me, I know a shortcut."
A shortcut? In the middle of the night? ALONE with a boy? Nuh-uh, not after everything you went through in Woodsboro. But... He's just so cute, trustable, irresistible. You would walk barefoot on fire if it meant you'd get to be with him. There's something about this brown haired boy that just pulls you towards him like a magnet. "Fuck it." You did as you were told, just followed him.
When you realized, you two were in the middle of an alleyway.
"Um, Ethan, are you sure this is safe?.." After that, he suddenly stopped walking and walked in front of you, looking in your eyes for a few seconds. At this moment, you felt your whole body shivering.
That was it, the magnet had finally pulled you in completely. You caught yourself exploring his mouth with your tongue while your hands travelled from his cheeks to his hair, from his hair to his abs...
You had no idea of how an innocent walk to the garden became a make out session out in an alleyway for anyone to see, but you didn't really care.
Ethan didn't know where to put his hands, he was so scared to touch you and so needy for it at the same time. He needed to feel you, all of you, every single part of your body.
He broke the kiss to catch his breath, soon interlacing your lips again.
"You don't need to be scared, I want you, Ethan. Please just touch me..." That was enough to drive him crazy, all of a sudden he wasn't that little shy boy anymore.
"What if we get caught?" He asked, almost returning to his normal self again.
"Don't worry, let's pretend no one else exists. It's only the two of us now."
You pressed your body against his, imediately feeling the growth under his pants, and 'accidentaly' moved your hips, causing him to let out a small whine.
The sound sent shivers down your spine and motivated you to keep going. You could feel he wanted more, it was like you two were connected by some kind of force or energy.
He placed his hand on your waist and pulled you even closer to him, this time you were the one making noises. He once again broke the kiss, just to look at your eyes. The way you looked so needy for him, so eager for what was to come, everything about this moment was just perfect. He wished he could stay in there forever.
You gave him one last small kiss on the lips and placed him against the wall, slowly placing gentle kisses on his neck, going further down until you were on your knees.
You found yourself looking at the boy with a pleading face while unzipping his pants and taking his lenght out of his boxers. It was so big, even more than what you expected. You looked up again to ask for permission, he whined a small "yes..." He has such pretty eyes, and the noises he's making... You wonder if you even deserve to be able to touch this man.
What is taking you so long? He's desperate, he NEEDS this, were you trying to tease him or something? How unfair.
You licked his hard member and gave it a little kiss, that was enough for him to become a moaning mess. You took half his lenght in your mouth, stroking the rest of it with your left hand while you squeezed your tits with the right one to find your own pleasure.
"Please... -That was the only thing he managed to let out, mind going fuzzy.- Please, let me fuck you."
"Oh? But we are just getting started, are you that desperate for me?"
"mhm..."
"Use your words, Ethan."
"Yes, yes. Please... wanna... be inside of... you."
How could you resist? huh? He was just so cute begging like this, being such a good boy.
You layed on top of the first thing you found. Ethan was impatient, he pulled off your pants and tore off your favorite red panties. You were too entertained to care anyway.
Without a warning, he slipped the tip into your hole, waiting for you to adjust yourself so that he could insert the rest of him inside of you.
"I'm ready." You said in order for him to start moving.
He just fit in so good, hitting just the right places, you knew you were going to feel empty when he wasn't there anymore.
"You feel so good..." He praised.
You took one of his hands and put it on your breasts, his other one was gripping your hips so hard that you could tell there was gonna be a bruise in the morning.
His moans and praises were sending you over the edge, he looked so pretty with his hair wet from sweat and eyes shut. He is quite vocal, he wants you to know you're making him feel good. He also likes to know HE is making you feel good, all the praising and affirmations, oh god.
It didn't take long for his pace to get faster, rougher, less passionate and more desperate. His grip on your hips got tighter, would hurt a bit but you could care less.
You put your arms around his neck and crossed your legs around him, pulling him closer. You felt a knot forming in your stomach, knowing that soon you would collapse.
"Please, love, faster."
He obeyed. You never felt this amount of pleasure, it was too much, it was overwhelming.
With one last thrust, you found your release, squeezing around and sucking him in even deeper. All those feelings mixed together made him soon find his release too.
His hot seed filled you, painting your walls with the color white. That was when you remembered.
"Oh. My. God. We forgot the condom."
"Shh, we can take care of that later." He said while taking his member out of you, gently placing a kiss on your cheek.
He helped you clean and dress yourself up, every now and then giving you sloppy kisses.
You two got dressed and walked back to the party like nothing happened, thinking no one would ever suspect of anything... but oooh they did.
YALL SORRY IF THIS IS LONG OR BAD THIS IS MY FIRST TIME WRITING SMUT.
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