Let's make this short and sweet - I'm Cy and as long as you don't threaten or hurt anyone I care for or any of the employees at Le Renouveau, we don't have a problem. And trust me when I say that you don't want there to be a problem. This account is for a smut group and NSFW materials will appear so tread lightly. Mun is 18+.
Marley could barely stand it anymore, her wall clenching around Cy’s fingers even more as he added the fourth one. Louder moans slipped out and as Cy started to scissor his fingers, Marley’s hands moved to grab at her sheets, before one came to her mouth covering up the obscenities that kept coming. Brows furrowing together, her body arched more as she started to cum hard, soaking Cy’s fingers while she did. Whimpering, the hand covering her mouth moved to his head trying to push it away since she felt super sensitive now. “C..Cy…“ The knuckles on her hand tangled in the sheet were white. “God…”
As Marley stared to cum, Cy lapped at her juices and he tried to collect as much of it as he could before her hand started to push him away. Deciding to take that as his cue, Cy pulled back, licking his lips as he did and he moved to lean over her body as he pressed his knees to the mattress. "I had to get you ready, Marley. You do want a hard and deep dickin', don't you?"
Summary: In the midst of Kitty’s bad LSD trip, she and Cy finally repair their relationship.
Kitty couldn’t stop the fear surging through her veins the moment she felt arms that weren’t her own wrap around her body and a face pressed against her skin. Everything in her wanted to run far, far away but her mind wouldn’t focus enough for her to move more than a few feet. A terrified yelp escaped her lips as she tried to struggle out of of the person’s arms, the embrace strangely familiar, desperately trying to figure out whether this was all really happening or if it was just another twisted, realistic delusion. Her vision was still messed up and couldn’t quite make out who it was through the hazy fog, but her eyes widened in recognition once she heard him speak.
"C-Cy? Is it really you?" she asked quietly, still trembling in his arms as his fingers moved through her hair. "I’m s-so s-sorry… You were b-better off without m-me. Everyone is." Her eyes fluttered closed as she curled up against him and let go of the breath she didn’t know she’d been holding this whole time, trying to get a grip on everything happening right now. It was difficult for her to focus, but she couldn’t get past the voice in her head screaming that there was no reason for Cy to be here right now, especially since they weren’t on speaking terms. No one knew where she was or that she was on the worst trip of her life right now. If something happened, no one would know to tell him or if he’d even care once someone did. Tears welled up behind her tightly shut eyelids as she realized that all of this was probably another hallucination, unable to stop her sob from escaping. "I know you’re not r-real," she began softly, her eyes still closed as she curled up tighter against the hallucination of her brother beside her, "but j-just for a minute, can we p-pretend like everything’s o-okay again?"
"Yes, Kit Kat, it's really me." Cy wasn't sure what was really going on with his sister - was she having a nervous breakdown because he hadn't talked to her? Was this his fault? Regardless, he just held his sister and rocked with her, muttering soft "I've got you"'s and "You'll be okay"'s and "I'm here"'s as he did. It wasn't until she began speaking again that he realized that something was wrong and he pulled back. "Kitty... Kitty... I am here. Everything is okay. Just speak to me. What's going on?"
Marley felt Cy slide his second finger in, and a soft moan passed her lips, feeling him pick up the pace. She wasn’t able to help it when her hands came to the back of his head as her hips started to rock more. Marley could feel that she was soaked, far beyond aroused at this point. As Cy’s fingers curled her back arched a little, until the finger was added in. “Oh my fuck….” she whimpered. She couldn’t even answer him as he kept teasing her, because that’s what it was to her at this point.
All he wanted to do was have her cum and he could tell that with her walls clenching around his fingers that she was getting close so, slowly, he inserted a fourth finger. Once it was inside and he had picked up a stable rhythm he scissored his fingers, knowing that that would be enough to get her going as he sucked her clit back into his mouth.
On the contrary, I don't think it's pathetic at all. After all, he realizes what a great catch you are and how big a fool he was to miss out on your in the first place.
Oh no, it wasn’t anything angry or them fighting. I just thought that they were otherwise occupied with each other and wouldn’t notice me approaching with their food.. I was wrong.
Well, if I make up my mind and set up something or find a party to go to, I’ll let you know.
“Mhmmm I know you do.” Marley grinned, before feeling Cy’s lips against her clit, giving a half whimper, and trying hard not to press her hips forward. She decided to enjoy this, and laid her head back, closing her eyes for a few moments. Biting at her lip when she felt his finger, she rocked her hips slightly, just not able to help but do so. “It really has been a while huh?” she whimpered out as he set a rhythm, feeling his finger curl knowing he was searching for the right spot. Nodding at his words, her hand came to grab her breast, squeezing it a little. “Mmmm, please…I want to feel… full.” Sure it sounded weird, but Marley wanted to be pushed to the limit, hoping he’d get what she meant. “Fuck that feels good.”
He did indeed know what she meant and he smirked before he slowly slid a second finger. He was quick to match his thrusts with his licks, hoping that it would be enough to get her aroused enough to take his length, and with each forward thrust, his fingers curled up and into her. If there was one thing Cy knew he could do, it was how to please a woman, and as he slowly brought in a third finger. "Are you going to cum for me, Marley? If you cum for me, I'll give you what you really want. To feel full and thoroughly fucked."
Marley grinned as Cy moved her around as he still spoke. When her legs were moved over his shoulders, she licked at her lips lightly, and shifted a little, hips automatically moving up. Feeling the tentative lick, she bit at her lip and nodded giving a whimper. “I think I’ve been wet all day thinking about this….” it was half honest seeing as she had been teasing herself when he knocked on her door. She could see Cy peeking up at her and her toes curled a little in anticipation. She was impatient, but she also knew if she made a move he would just tease her even more. Her hands reached down though, fingers running through his hair. “You realize you’re such a tease right now, right?”
"Maybe, but you do know I always follow through," the male said before he leaned forward to suck her clit in between his lips. As he teased her bundle of nerves with his teeth and tongue, he brought up his index finger to circle her entrance before slowly easing himself inside. "Mm, so tight... I forgot just how tight you are," he murmured before picking up a slow rhythm as he fucked his finger into her. "You like that, Marley?" Cy asked, curling his finger with each inward thrust. "Do you need more?"
With both a big dog and baby kitten in the same space, I somehow got caught in the middle of playtime, and now I have bruises and scratches along my arms. Guess it’s time to find my cover-up makeup again. It’s a bit too early to show up all scratched up for Hallowen at the club.
Talking about that, anyone having a party for Halloween? It’s been too long since I’ve properly partied.
Summary: In the midst of Kitty’s bad LSD trip, she and Cy finally repair their relationship.
Kitty gazed out the open door of her apartment as she sat on the floor, her blankets wrapped around her for protection, trying to avoid all the little things that were moving around on the walls and attempting to latch themselves onto her body. Her cell phone had died somewhere in the process between her crawling to the front door to chase after the giant kitten that had invaded her apartment a few minutes ago and now, as the last bit of control she had slipped through her fingers. Not that it really mattered though. No one was going to come and save her from the mess she’d gotten herself into, which sent her panic levels through the roof. Hot tears spilled down her cheeks and she couldn’t control the tremors that were rocking her body every thirty seconds.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw something dark move quickly from the living room towards her and a moment later, heard the floorboards creak from the hallway. Wrapping the blankets tighter around herself, Kitty carefully inched away from the door, shaking her head and mumbling to herself, trying desperately to find a hiding place. “No, no, please. I’m sorry. Don’t hurt me…” Kitty couldn’t think straight anymore, terrifying thoughts and visions of herself filling her mind, sending her into a full-fledged panic attack as she cried out in fear. She couldn’t catch her breath as she tried to escape into her bedroom, huddling in the corner with her blankets, her tear-stained face in her trembling hands, trying to regain control of everything.
As soon as Cy received Kitty's voicemail, he was on his feet and out of his condo faster than he would ave anticipated. Yes, his sister and him hadn't been speaking, but something was wrong with her and his big brother instincts were kicked into overdrive. Slipping into a cab, he looked up the number for Kitty's landlord and called him, urging him to meet him at Kitty's door because he was afraid something bad was happening to her, and when it pulled up at her building, he thanked the man before being let into the home. "Kitty?" he called out into the dark apartment, and he could see her sitting on the living room floor, wrapped in blankets.
After one step in, though, Kitty told him not to hurt her and he was quick to step in and wrap his arms around the trembling girl, burying his face into the crook of her neck. "Shh," he murmured into her skin, holding her tight and rocking her. It was much like how he used to hold her after she had a particularly bad nightmare, and he just held her there for a few minutes, threading his fingers through her blonde hair. "Shh. I'm here now, Kit Kat. I'm not letting you go."
Marley moaned softly against Cy’s lips, before nipping at his bottom lip lightly, and then grinning against them. His words were like music to her ears, she shivered slightly as he pushed her down on the bed. “I sure hope that’s a promise mister….” Marley smirked a little, as she lifted her hips and pushed her shorts from them a little, wanting to get them off as soon as possible. Once they were, she threw them at him, as she moved to get comfortable. Marley licked at her lips as she looked up at him, spreading her legs a little like he requested. “That still needs to come off still.” she said pointing to the jock strap he had on still, before running her fingers through her hair. There was always something mysterious about him, which it what turned her on about him, even though she wanted to know more, even if he never would. She pushed that to the back of her mind though and just waited for him.
"It was. One I fully intend to go through," he said, watching as she moved to take her shorts off. When she threw them at him, he licked his lips and dropped it to the floor before he settled in between her now spread out legs, a hunger in his eyes. "Oh, it'll come off but first another thing needs to get off." With that, he slowly slid down until his knees were on her floor and his face was eye-level with her crotch. "You," he murmured before he leaned in, peppering kisses along her thigh as he moved her legs so that they would wrap around his neck. Slowly he leaned in and gave a tentative lick to her folds, collecting the juices that were already there. "Mm, so wet for me already, aren't you?"
What: Cy and Santana explore the wonders of their newly found friendship
"Don’t you?" Santana smirked, resting her head in her hand, using her elbow for support. She couldn’t help but laugh softly at his words. "You might probably be the bigger I’ve had, but I’ve had years of practice." She brushed her hair back as she shrugged one shoulder. “Plus, I love a good challenge.”
Though Cy was more than aware of his impressive length and girth, the swell of confidence that went through him at her words was enough to have a grin tugging at the corners of his lips. "Mm, well, I think you can definitely say that you've got this challenge conquered. And it can be one you can take on as many times as you'd want."
Kitty: [Whispers] ...Hi. I-I know you don't want to hear from me anymore, but... I just had to say I'm s-sorry. [pauses for a moment, sniffling] You were r-right...I should've never come b-back into your life. You w-were fine on your o-own. [turns away from the phone, speaking to someone else in the room] W-wait, don't leave me. Kitty...c-come back. I can't reach you... [speaks back into the phone, still whispering] Kitty left me, Cy. I j-just wanted to hold her and follow her to th- [phone drops on the floor and it's silent for a minute before her voice comes back] T-there's things on the walls, Cy. They're m-moving. They're everyw-where. I don't know w-what they are but I'm sca- [call drops. end of message]
Cy listens to the message with his lips pursed and by the end of it, he's grabbed his jacket and his keys, nearly running to the door.
What: Cy and Santana explore the wonders of their newly found friendship
Santana rode out her orgasm along with Cy’s, her body still shaking when he finally rolled off of her and freed her hands. She stretched out her body on the bed, rubbing her wrists as she turned on her side to face him. “I’m glad you enjoyed it.” A smirk crossed her lips as she reached out and lately ran her nails down his chest. “But I think I’ll skip on the tying up next time. I like to touch and scratch too much.”
"Oh?" Cy asked, a blond eyebrow raising up. "So you like to add a bit of pain to your pleasure. Mm, I'll have to keep that in mind, for next time." Leaning back against the bed, Cy moved to sit himself up against the headboard, a pillow behind him to act as cushioning for his back. "I've got to say, though... I'm impressed. Not many people can take me on."
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