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Requests: Open Minors do not interact! Most of my work is 18+ * =Smut ~ =Fluff Jake Sully *Speechless *Misbehaving *Afterparty Steve Harrington *Eddie's Vest *Close Call ~Bad Grade Challengers ~*Aftercare Logan Howlett (Wolverine) ~Hurt *Spoiled
steve harrington x henderson!reader !!fluff!!
In honor of finals and how much they suck!!!!! Here’s a little story about not getting the grade you wanted on an exam and Steve being there for you.
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Ring Ring Ringggg. The kitchen phone overpowers the sound of the TV playing in the living room. Steve groans as he lifts himself off the couch and walks to the source of the sound. He picks off the phone from the receiver and answers. “Hello?”
“Steve! Hey, its Dustin. Can you come over? It’s an emergency.” Steve lets out a long sigh. Usually he would be more attentive and concerned when hearing the word “emergency”. Dustin however seems to not understand the significance of the word and thinks every little thing is an emergency. He’s heard emergencies like, “I’m bored” or “Can you drive me to the arcade.” So, coming from Dustin, Steve’s not expecting much.
He pinches the bridge of his nose, expecting Dustin to ask him to drive him somewhere, again. “What is it now Henderson?”
There was a bit of a pause before Dustin finally spoke. “Something’s up with y/n and she won't tell me what's wrong.”
Steve is caught off guard, his face twists with confusion. “Wait what? What happened?”
“I think something at school? I mean, she was silent the whole car ride home and as soon as we pulled in she rushed into the house and locked herself in her room. She hasn't come out since.”
Steve slightly flings his wrist to straigthen out his watch and checks the time. It's 7:04 pm. School ended at 2:30 pm. Oh god, Steve thinks. You’ve locked yourself in your room for like 5 hours. A worried expression now painted onto his face.
“Maybe you’ll have better luck getting her to crack…cause ya know, you’re her boyfriend and you’ve got that charm.” Dustin rambles.
“Yea yea, hey listen I’m coming over right now. I'm gonna try n'see if I can get through to her.” Steve connects the phone to the receiver, grabs his keys from the bowl on the coffee table before bolting out the door for his car. He’s so worried at what has gotten you so upset. He makes a quick stop to get you some flowers, hoping it can cheer you up a bit.
By now the sky has turned to a navy blue. His headlights shine into your living room window as he pulls his car into your driveway. He walks up to the front steps and before he could even reach his hand up to knock, the door opens revealing Dustin.
“Henderson,” Steve says, patting Dustin’s shoulder, “she still in her room?”
“Yea.” Dustin says sadly. They both look up the stairs. “Alright lets see what’s going on.” Steve mumbles as he rushes up the stairs, skipping steps on the way up. His steps are soft against the carpeted floor. He makes it to your door at the end of the hall. He puts his ear against it briefly, trying to see if he can hear anything. He knocks softly.
Your laying on your bed, holding a pillow close to your chest as tears stain your cheeks. It takes a second before you answer. “Dustin I said go away please”
Steve picks up on your sad tone immediately. "It’s me Steve, can you let me in?”
You pause your silent crying. You pick your head up from where it lays on your bed. You turn your head and glance at your door. There's a moment of silence. You're deciding whether or not to let him in, while Steve stands outside the door, waiting for you to reply.
“C’mon baby let me in please. I just wanna help.” He pleads softly. That was enough to have you get up and walk to your door. You unlock your door with a click before slowly opening it to reveal your boyfriend who greets you with a soft smile holding flowers. His small smile however, immediately drops as he takes in your appearance: bloodshot and teary eyes, cheeks are hot and rosy, and your mascara slightly running down. You look down from Steve’s sad puppy dog eyes to see he’s holding your favorite flowers. Seeing how your Stevie came over with flowers to check on you made a new wave a tears come out. Steve’s eyes search your face to find your bottom lip trembling. “Oh babe.” He says sadly. He steps into your room before shutting the door behind him. He wraps his arms around your body, engulfing you. You sob into his jacket clinging onto him for dear life. He caressed your back slowly as he lets you cry it out. You’re crying more than you’re breathing at this point. Your chest tightens, creating that burning feeling.
“Easy easy.” Steve says just above a whisper. His hand come up to the back of your head. “Y/n, I need you to a breath”. At some point after he says that, you finally suck in a harsh breath before sobbing again. It takes a bit before the worst of the crying subsides, allowing you to catch your breath and calm your heart rate.
“You wanna tell me what happened today?” Steve does not want to pressure you into telling him but he needs to make sure he’s not beating anyone up in the near future.
“Yea.” You reply with a voice raspy and quiet. Steve breaks the hug, his hand intertwining with yours. He leads you to your bed, sitting on the edge before pulling you to sit across his lap. He reaches for a tissue from the box on your nightstand. You wipe your tears and your nose before leaning your head into the crook of his neck. Steve wraps one hand around your back and the other rests on your thigh.
There was silence between you two, apart from the occassional sniffling coming from you. Steve was waiting for when you were ready to tell him everything. He’s always soft and patient with his girl. He presses on long kiss to the crown of your hairline. You let out a shaky breath before finally explaining. “We got our exam grades back today for that chem test I was telling you about....” You start to play with the buttons on his jacket, nerves getting the best of you. You sniffle as tears form again in your eyes, “I didn’t get a good grade on it.” Steve continues to rub your back soothingly, letting you take your time to talk. “And I just feel like such a f-failure.” Your bottom lip trembles, your tears slipping down your cheek. You cover your face with your hands as you start to cry, feeling embarrassed and frustrated with yourself.
Steve is quick to respond, turning his head to look at you. “No no baby, hey you are far from a failure ok? Look at me.” You remove your hands from your face, your eyes not looking up just yet. He brings his hand under your chin and lifts your head up. Your eyes meet. “You’re the smartest person I know.” He reaches to swipe your tears away.
“I don’t feel very smart right now.” You mumble as more hot tears stream down your face. Steve's heart is just breaking looking at you right now.
“I know I know.” Steve wasn’t the greatest student in high school. He really only cared if he passed the class. You on the other hand would be upset with a B+ (which isn’t even a bad grade). It’s a grade that would constantly make you wonder if there was something you could’ve done differently. Maybe its from being a perfectionist, maybe its from being a competive student, or maybe it's just hardwired in your brain that anything below an A is "bad".
“It’s just so dissappointing,” You start. “I took so much time to study for it and t-there’s people who didn’t who still got a better grade than me *sniffle* it’s just not f-fair.”
Steve knows you well enough to understand that this digs deeper then just being a perfectionist. He knows your fear of failure. Right now is a prime example of just how much one grade can tip you over and cause you to crumble. In his eyes, you’re the smartest person he knows. But he also knows that’s not how you view yourself.
“Do you know how smart you are? Hm?” He bounces his knee slightly, causing your body to bounce slightly. There’s a short pause before Steve continues. “I know it’s hard to see because of how hard you are on yourself but you are extremely smart.” Steve lets his chin rest on the top of your head. “I am so proud of you. The amount of work you do to do good and succed is all that matters and it’s what will get you far.”
What Steve is saying is true. There’s a small part that recognizes it. Your brain makes you think it’s not but deep down you know you don’t slack off. You make the sacrifices needed so you can perform as well as you can on exams. But for the outcome to not match how much the time and effort you put in, just really makes this all suck.
“Thank you Stevie.” You embrace your boyfriend tightly.
“Don’t thank me. Anything for you,” You stay there hugging and swaying a bit. It gives you a moment to reset your brain and think about happier thoughts. The hug breaks and Steve cradles your head in his hands. Steve smiles as he looks at you. admiring you. “You’re just so beautiful no matter what huh?”
You let out a breathy laugh, rubbing under your eyes in attempt to clean off the running mascara. “Oh please, I look like a mess right now.”
“Yea but you’re myyy beautiful mess.” Steve smirks. He grabs your hand and kisses your knuckles softly. “I love you”.
You blush, looking into his eyes “I love you too.” You both stay in a comfortable silence. Steve's touch comforting you, allowing you to feel safe.
“How y'feeling now? A bit better?” Steve questions as he brushes a piece of hair behind your ear.
You nod. “I think it’s just going to take some time.”
“Well whatever you need, I’m here for you.” He gives you a few soft pats on your thigh. There was a pause before Steve continued. “Y’know, Dustin called me worried about you. He thought I would have better luck in helping you because y'know...my charm."
You huff out a laugh. However, your expression turns slightly worried, not realizing you completely shut Dustin out. You move to stand up from Steve's lap. "I should probably go talk to him.” Before you get too far, Steve gentley grabs a hold of you hand, intertwining it with his.
“Have you eaten? Why don’t you go wash up first and I’ll order us all something for dinner. That sound good?” His thumb caresses your hand.
“Yea that sounds amazing m’starving. Thanks.” You smile at him before giving your boyfriend a quick kiss. You then separate. He heads downstairs to reassure Dustin that you’re ok and you head to the bathroom to wash up. Everything’s going to be ok.
Give my Husband More Food
Logan Howlett x Reader
Summary: You decided to prank Logan by doing the TikTok trend where you give your significant other more food and see their reaction
“Dinner’s ready Lo!” You shout as you plate yours and Logan’s dinner. Tonight you made steak and fries, one of Logan’s favorite dishes.
You hear heavy footsteps pad making their way to the kitchen. Logan enters the kitchen looking eager to eat.
“Someone’s excited,” you say giggling, opening the fridge to grab him a beer before placing it on the table.
“M’starving sweetheart and it smells amazing,” Logan says as he sits down in his chair. Logan is known to be a grumpy man most of the time, but the key to his heart is a delicious plate of food (with beer ofc).
You grab the plates of food before walking over to the table. Logan rubs his two hands together as you set his full plate down in front of him.
“God, looks amazing, thank you baby.” He says as he leans in to give you a peck on the lips. He immediately gets started, cutting his steak to eat.
Just as he’s about to stuff his mouth full of food, your plate catches his eye. He froze in place, now confused why you have barely had any steak and like 3 french fries on your plate.
“Sweetheart where’s the rest of your food?” He asks as he puts down his fork.
“Oh there wasn’t enough.” You say.
“What’ya mean there wasn’t enough?” His face twists in confusion.
“Well we didn’t have enough steak or potatoes and you said you were hungry so I gave you most of it.” You say as pop a fry in your mouth.
Logan’s brows furrowed as he looks at you confused. You eyes meet his confused expression. “Trust me I’m ok. Besides I’m not even that hungry.” You reassure.
He shakes his head at you. “Honey that’s not even enough to feed a damn bird.” He says gesturing towards your plate.
“Logan it’s fine, eat your food.” You say. Just as you’re about to pick up your fork, Logan picks up both of your plates and swaps them.
“Logan!” You whine.
“Go. Eat. I’ll eat whatever you don’t finish.” He says as he leans back into the kitchen chair, crossing his arms over his chest. You both sit there looking at each other.
You quickly find the opportunity to get up to try and steal your plate back, only for Logan to snatch it from the table now guarding it
“Uh uh. Sit down and eat baby c’mon.” He says as he nods his head towards the chair.
“My girl needs to eat. So eat.”
Spoiled
Logan Howlett x fem!reader
Summary- Reader who thinks it’s not that hard to do all of the work during sex and gets humbled.
-Kinda thought of 2017 Logan for this
You feel like you’ve been doing this for hours. Your hands holding yourself on the recliner chair arms as you bounced on Logan’s cock. Your legs burn as you stutter with your rhythm.
“You havin’ trouble there kid?” He smirks. His arms bent behind his head. He knew exactly how this would play out.
“Please.” You cry out. You start to slow down to bring relief to your legs.
He shakes his head. “If it’s as easy as you said, then you don’t need my help.” Logan reaches over for his cigar before leaning back down into the recliner chair and inhaling the smoke.
You groan now sexually frustrated and tired. You stop your movements, panting softly.
Logan slaps your ass. You whine at the sting. “I don’t remember telling ya to stop.” He says muffled as the cigar is still in his mouth. The smell of sweet tobacco flooding your senses.
“I-I can’t my legs hurt,” You pout. “Need your help please.”
Logan turns his head to the side to huff out a cloud of smoke before smirking at your desperate state. He holds eye contact with your pleading eyes. “Is that so baby?”
You nod quickly. “Yea yea, need you daddy.” Your voice is just above a whisper.
Logan sighs as he leans over to put his cigar in the ashtray on the side table. “Always gettin’ what ya want huh?” He shuffles down into the chair so that his hips are no longer resting on the chair. He plants his feet on the floor.
“So spoiled.” Logan’s hands run up and down your curves, making their way towards your ass before smacking it. You let out a breathy gasp.
You lean in to kiss him on the lips. It was supposed to be a peck before you felt his hand at the back of your head, bringing you closer to deepen it. You whimper. You separate from the heated kiss breathless.
“How bad do you want it? Tell me.” His hands squeezing your ass.
“Want it so bad daddy. Want you to make me feel good.” Your voice is low and whiny, waiting for him to give you what you want.
He hesitates for a minute. Wondering if he should tease you more. But who is he to not give his girl what she wants?
He finally starts to move, thrusting his hips up into you slowly. You moan, closing your eyes and throwing your head back.
He squeezes your hips hard. “Nuh-uh eyes on me.” You whine softly as your eyes meet his. They are dark and hungry now.
“There you go darlin’.” Your arms holding onto the top of the chair, trying your best to hold yourself up as he increases the speed of his thrusts. The sound of your wetness and skin slapping echoes in the room.
“Fuckkk” You let out soft noises of pleasure above him, breathing heavily. Logan holds tightly on your waist now, using it to bring you up and down to meet his thrusts. Your tits bouncing at every thrust.
“Yea, you like it when daddy does all the work for ya huh?” He whispers in a teasing tone. You nod eagerly. His cock glistened with your wetness, a white ring forming around him after every thrust. “Just wanna sit there and take it like the good girl y’are.”
“Mhm hm.” You whimper. Your walls tighten around him. Your pussy aches for more. “H-Harder.” You beg. He groans loudly as his grip tightens around your waist.
“Y’want it nice n’rough huh pretty girl?” He growls as he now thrusts faster. His heavy balls smacking your ass. Your wetness now coats them, making everything sticky.
You moan loudly, trying your best to hold yourself up above him as your arms start to shake. Your body is overwhelmed with pleasure as he continues to pound into your sweet spot. You gasp as the burn inside of you intensifies.
“Such a dirty fuckin’ girl aren’t ya.” His big hands rubbing up and down your back. Your pussy feels wetter and hotter each time he speaks.
“M-so close please.” You beg. Your eyes tearing up from the immense pleasure. The band in your belly threatening to snap. This is the release you’ve been searching for all night.
“Is my girl gonna come? Hm? Gonna make a mess all over my cock? C’mon, darlin’ give it to me. Come all over daddy’s cock. That’s it- fuck.” Logan groans as he grips your hips tightly.
“Sh-it!” You gasp as your orgasm hits you. You grip tightly on his arms as your lower body jerks. You start to bounce yourself hard on his dick, his thrusts never letting up as he helps you through it.
“That’s it. Take what you need baby.” Logan smirks up at you. He’s so cocky knowing only he can see you fall apart like this and make you feel so good.
You bite your lip and you groan, your hips slowly stopping its movements. Your breathing heavily as the intensity of your orgasm dies down.
Logan’s thrusts never let up, still keeping the same fast and deep pace. “Oh my god.” You whine as you start to feel the overstimulation. You throw your head back moaning. “T-Too much.”
Your arms give out, now chest to chest with Logan’s hairy and sweaty one. Your face is in the crook of his neck, one of his hands cupping the back of your neck as the other wraps around your body to grip your hip.
“Just give me one more hm? I know y’can c’mon.” He praises you as he kisses your cheek. You moan as you feel his hands on your ass, gripping and spreading them apart. You clench around him. “Fuckk that’s it, baby.”
You feel your second orgasm coming closer. You whine and squirm against him. He pants in your ear as you feel him twitch inside of you.
The way his pubic hair brushes against your clit mixed with his cock hitting that spot inside of you is enough to make you unravel again.
“M’cumming.” You squeal, nails scratching his biceps as you keep a tight hold on them. Your walls tighten around him as you go through your second orgasm.
“Gonna come in this pussy. Fuck. Gonna fill you up nice and deep. You want that baby? Hm?” Logan curses as your walls suffocate him.
“Yeayeayea give it to me.” You babble, moaning in his ear. Logan lets out a breathy chuckle at your eagerness.
“Want you to take all of it f’me like a good fuckin' girl.” He growls in your ear as he chases his high. His grip on you tighter than ever, sure to leave marks on your skin later.
He groans loudly as he releases. You feel his cum shoot inside of you. He pushes your hips all the way down on his cock, causing you to whimper. You feel his balls tightened as they drain his cum into you.
He gives you one final thrust before he stills inside of you. His grip on you loosens as you both catch your breath.
"Maybe we should stick to you doin' all the work."
Hurt
Logan Howlett x Reader
summary: Logan takes care of you when you get hurt. fluff. Logan is a softie just for you.
You and Logan were supposed to have a romantic picnic date at the park. That plan was quickly ruined once you looked outside the window and saw dark and angry clouds surface the sky. Not too long after that, the thunderstorm had started.
Since the weather was so shitty you and Logan decided to stay in, watch a movie, and have him spend the night. You also threw in that you would make him your famous pasta dish that he absolutely loved.
Your apartment felt extremely warm and cozy compared to the storm unfolding outside. You were in your kitchen stirring the pasta to ensure it didn’t burn at the bottom. Logan insisted on helping you but you didn’t allow him, telling him to sit and relax. He was on the couch nursing a beer while watching the football game, looking over his shoulder a few times to check on you.
The blaring sound of the timer for the pasta went off. You turn off the timer before going to turn off the stovetop. You then grab your pasta strainer and place it in the sink. You grab the two handles of the pot, pick it up, and walk over to the sink to strain the water.
Just as you were tilting the pot, a huge flash of lighting, followed by the loudest rumble of thunder you’ve ever heard struck. Startled, you swing your head to the side to look out your living room window, the trees outside swaying harshly. Your lights then flicker a few times, your TV shutting off in the process. You hear Logan curse under his breath.
No longer focused on what you are doing, you tilt the pot full of boiling water further down without realizing it. A huge amount of hot water escapes the pot and comes into contact with the inside of your arm.
“Fuck!” You hiss, immediately dropping the pot in the sink, making a loud bang when it drops. The pasta spills all at the bottom of it. You groan, and hold your other hand over the burn, trying to relieve the pain spreading throughout your arm. Tears now threatening to spill.
“What happened?” Logan asks, his voice rough and demanding. He is quick to be by your side, his hand warm on the small of your back.
“I-I burned myself with the pasta water.” You whine, squeezing your eyes shut. Tears start to roll down your face. You were never someone to have such a good tolerance for pain. Logan rubs up and down your back soothingly.
“Let me have a look baby,” He says softly but firm, guiding you to face him. You slowly move your hand that was covering your burn, wincing at the pain.
Logan holds your arm out, inspecting your wound. “You got yourself good huh bub.” All you do is sniffle.
He guides your arm to the sink, turning on the cold water and letting it pour on your burn. You hiss at the relief and pain it was providing you.
“I know, I know.” He whispers. He kisses the top of your head while still holding your arm underneath the water. His other arm rubs up and down yours.
“Keep it under the water okay? I’m gonna get some bandages.” The warmth of his body disappears from behind you. You hear him rummage through the bathroom cabinet, groaning when random pill bottles fall on the floor. After a few minutes, you hear his footsteps behind you. He reaches from behind you to turn off the water.
“Let me fix you up bub.” He grabs your hand, leading you to the couch. He sets his stuff down on the coffee table before taking a seat on the couch. Logan puts a hand on your hip to guide you to sit across his lap. He cleans your burn and wraps it in a bandage. You don’t even notice how you’re still silently crying.
“Why the tears princess? Hm?” Logan squeezes your thigh. You haven’t made eye contact with him yet, still upset. “Hey look at me.” His hands going under your chin. You finally meet his gaze.
“Cause everything is ruined.” Your bottom lip trembles. “Our picnic date, dinner, and now my stupid arm.” You let out a shaky breath, trying not to cry more.
“Hey hey, nothing’s ruined. C’mere.” He turns you to straddle his lap. He wraps his muscular arms around your body for a hug, putting one hand on your head cradling it. “We still have that movie to watch. How ‘bout that?” His voice was low and raspy. You nod, looking at him.
He wipes your tears before giving you a peck on the lips. He gives your butt a light tap signalling you to stand up. You stand up as Logan moves to lie down on his side. You lie in front of him, his arm wrapping around you immediately to pull you close to his body. Maybe it wasn’t all ruined after all.
Close Call 18+
(Henderson reader x Steve Harrington)
Sneaking around with Steve was a lot more challenging than the movies make it look. It wasn’t like you and Steve planned to keep your relationship a secret. It was only cause one day someone said you and Steve would look cute together and let’s just say that didn’t sit right with your little brother Dustin.
He absolutely despised the idea of Steve (his best friend) and you (his older sister) being a thing. That’s why what was going on in your room while Dustin and his friends were downstairs was risking it all.
Steve had snuck in through your window long after Dustin’s friends arrived. You gave your little lecture on how you guys would get caught and how he shouldn’t be here right now and blah blah blah. Steve was too busy admiring how your boobs looked in the pink lace bra you were wearing to listen.
“Are you really staring at my boobs right now?” You say while putting your hands on your hips. Steve didn’t respond, now possibly drooling.
“Steven”
“Hm?” He says, taking a long pause before looking at you. You squint your eyes and furrow your eyebrows. He looks back at your boobs and then back at you. “Babe you’re wearing my favorite bra how am I not supposed to look.”
You groan softly, still being mindful of your noise level. You walk towards your door to lock it. “Dustin, Mike, Will, and Lucas are all downstairs right now watching a movie.”
“So that buys us like what an hour? Two hours?” Steve says, totally disregarding what you just said. He starts to walk towards you, cornering you against the door. “I’ve got plenty of time then,” Steve smirks before he leans in to kiss you. You moan against his lips. Steve hands wander down from your waist, to your hips, then to your ass. He squeezes it harshly before pushing you against the growing tent in his jeans, grinding you against it.
That’s how you guys ended up naked on your bed, clothes forgotten all over the floor. Steve is gripping your hips hard as he thrusts into you. You’re gripping his forearms, nail marks appearing on his skin. It was the only way to distract yourself from making any loud noises.
You and Steve have officially been together for almost 4 months. During that time Steve has gotten to know your body and how to please you very well. Which is why he finds it very amusing when you try and stay quiet while he’s hitting all of the right spots. However, it feels like you can’t even control yourself anymore, now moaning a little too loud. Steve lets out a breathy chuckle.
“Thought you wanted to be quiet baby, hm? What happened?” Steve says teasing you even more. Your boobs bounce harshly as Steve continues to pound into you. He immediately leans down to wrap his mouth around your nipple sucking hard as his spit coats your boob. He reaches over and kneads the other, pinching at your nipple. This sends shocks all over your body. You whine softly. Your hands go straight to the back of his head, pulling on his soft locks. He groans against you.
“I ca-can’t you-fuck- feel too good.” You say a little loud but still breathless. Steve kisses up from your boobs until he reaches your lips. The kisses are filthy, tongues fighting for dominance, spit covering your lips, and heavy breathing into each other’s mouths. His pace never lets up, fucking you so hard into the bed.
“Shhh. Be quiet baby we’re gonna get-“ knocks at the door followed by the door knob jiggling interrupted Steve. He immediately stops his thrusts. You both go wide-eyed, staring at each other.
“Hey, why is your door locked let me in,” Dustin says as the jiggling becomes more intense. There was a long pause, you thinking of some excuse to say.
“I’m not-fuck,” Steve starts thrusting slow but deep into you, “feeling well right now.” You clench around his cock as you shoot him a glare. That asshole just looks down and smirks at you.
“What’s wrong?” Dustin asks, the jiggling of the door knob stops. Just as you were gonna answer, Steve hits that spot inside of you that makes you go crazy. Your hand immediately goes over your mouth, muffling your moan.
“C’mon answer him.” Steve whispers to you. His breath is hot in your ear, sending shivers throughout your body. His slow thrusts allow you to feel every vein and detail of his cock, making your head spin.
“I’m-shit-I’m having some woman issues right now can you please just go away.” Your voice had an annoyed tone. You squeezed your eyes shut as you throw your head against the pillows trying so hard to not make a sound. Steve can’t get enough of it.
“Ok fine…gross.” You hear him mutter before he turns away down the hall. You wait to hear his footsteps pad down the stairs before you let out a sigh of relief.
“Woman issues huh?” Steve says grinning as he lightly pinches your outer thigh.
“Just shut up and fuck me Harrington.” As If the smile on his face wasn’t any bigger. He wastes no time and picks up his pace again.
“Look who’s so desperate now.”
Aftercare
(Art Donaldson x female reader x Patrick Zweig)
“Oh fuck”, Patrick groans into your ear as he gives you one final deep thrust before sitting still inside of you. His sweaty chest flush against your back, his arms wrapped around your front. His signature smirk was already painted on his face. Art was in front of you absolutely mesmerized by the scene in front of him. Your stomach is covered in his cum from jerking him off. All that can be heard in the room is heavy breathing as you all come down from your highs. Your mind is now foggy, overstimulated from the multiple orgasms you’ve had in one night. Patrick is the first to move, and slowly guides himself out from inside of you. You gasp and whine at the sensitivity.
“I know baby, I know.” Patrick coos at you. Art guides your body to lean into his as he rubs up and down your arms, soothing you.
“You did so good for us” Art whispers into your ear. Patrick gets up from the bed and leaves the room. Art guides your body to lay on your back. He lays down with you on your side, moving your hair away from your face. Your hand covered your closed eyes, your mind still in the clouds.
“You still with me beautiful?” Art says to you softly. You nod your head in response too tired to speak. Art smiles at you before getting up to put his boxers back on. Patrick returns with water and a wet cloth as Art joins you back on the bed, sitting next to your spent body. He strokes your hair softy. Patrick sets the cup of water on the nightstand.
“I’m gonna clean you up ok baby?” He wasn’t expecting a response, just preparing you to feel the wet towel against your sensitive skin. He uses one side to wipe Art’s cum off your stomach. He folds the towel to use the clean side for in between your thighs.
“Get her leg up for me” He tells Art, his voice still soft. Art rubs your leg before he lifts it up and bends it at the knee. Patrick does the same with your other leg, opening you up. Patrick carefully cleans in between your legs. Your body twitches and you whine at the contact. Art shushes you softly rubbing your leg up and down.
“It’s okay baby I’m all done.” Patrick says as he gives your thighs a light tap before he threw the used towel somewhere across the room. You slowly start to open your eyes, looking up at the ceiling.
“There she is” Patrick jokes grinning down at you. “You want some water?”.
“Yes please.” You catch yourself smiling at him, thankful for how caring they are to you. You glance up at Art, who’s already admiring your features. You take your attention back to Patrick who’s helping you sit up. Patrick moves to sit behind you and pulls you into his lap to sit sideways. He hands Art the cup of water. Patrick wraps one arm around your side the other arm rests on the outside of your thigh, giving you soft kisses on your shoulder. Art brings the cup close to your lips before tilting it to allow water to flow into your mouth. You didn’t realize how thirsty you were until you started gulping your water down quickly. You moan in relief.
“Easy easy.” Art says at he tilts the cup down to prevent you from drinking so much and so fast. You drink almost all of your water before moving your head away from the cup, signaling to Art that you’re finished. He sets the cup on the nightstand before lying back on the bed.
“Good girl” Patrick says as he kisses you on the cheek. He lays you back on the bed. You lay in between them your back against Patrick’s chest while your head is on Arts chest. There’s was a moment when no one said anything. It was just you, Art, and Patrick enjoying each others company.
“Thank you guys for taking care of me” your voice almost whispering.
“Anything for our girl”
Eddie's Vest
18+
(reader x steve harrington)
You and Steve were currently in his car on the way to his house. Today was probably one of the scariest days of your life. With Steve getting dragged underwater and almost killed by a demon bat, it was safe to say today made the top 3 most scariest days of your life. The roads were quiet, practically no one else around. You kept glancing over at Steve making sure he was ok.
You had offered to drive due to his injuries, however, he was more worried about your “severe” injuries (a few scratches). His eyebrows were furrowed as he was focusing on the road. He had one hand on the wheel, while his other arm was bent, leaving his elbow to rest where the window was rolled down. The shadows from the moon brought out how toned and muscular they were. You move your eyes further down to his chest.
His chest hair was exposed because of the vest Eddie left him (which you’ll thank him later for). That vest had been distracting you all day. Constantly catching glances and staring for too long. You really couldn’t help it, he just looked insanely hot doing anything with it on. The big white bandage on his stomach brought you back from your ogling. Steve felt your stare, knowing already what you were looking at. He turned to you.
“Hey,” He said as he put his hand on your bare thigh. You look away quickly, looking down at your fingers. “I’m gonna be just fine ok, don’t worry.” He said softly. His big brown eyes going between your face and the road.
You bite your lip as you shake your head. “I should’ve done more to stop you, you should have never swam down there by yourself.” Now feeling angry at yourself and Steve for being so stubborn.
“I’m still here baby I-“
You snap your head to look at him. “What if something horrible happened to you? Huh? What then?” Your tone was firm and loud. Your look was half angry and half sad. Your emotions are all over the place at this point. Steve notices your look.
You both know that you wouldn’t have been able to stop him. He understands your concern and worries for him, but someone had to do it. You both stare at each other for a bit before Steve sighs and looks back at the road, too tired to feed into your lecture. You huff at his silence before looking out your window. You move your legs to face the car door, shrugging Steve’s hand off in the process.
“Seriously babe? Can we not do this right now” Steve says. You can hear the slight irritation in his voice. You both know there is no hatred around the words and actions, rather this lecture is out of pure love. You love Steve and Steve loves you. Had anything happened to him today, you would never be able to forgive yourself.
Your anger towards yourself is being taken out on him. Not to mention your fear of what’s to come with battling the Upside Down. You’re so focused on your thoughts that you don’t even feel the tears escape your eyes. Your sniffling caught Steve’s attention. As he looks over at you, his face softens.
“Oh baby don’t cry.” His voice is soft and comforting. He grabs one of your hands and brings it towards his face. He brings it to his lips and gives the back of your hand a few sweet kisses before he rubs your hand on the side of his face.
You peer out the window, noticing Steve turning to pull into an empty parking lot. He parks the car and lets go of your hand. He then pushes his seat back, away from the steering wheel.
Steve reaches his hand over to pet your hair before putting it behind your ear. You finally turn your head to face him, your lip trembling, your eyes a little red. Your face breaks his heart.
“Please let me hold you.” He begs. That was enough for you to climb over the middle and straddle him, being very cautious of his injury. You wrap your arms around his neck, immediately sighing in relief. Steve immediately wraps his big arms around your shoulders and lower back. You two have not stopped for a second during this chaos to even give each other a much-needed hug. You both fell into a long and comfortable silence, matching each other’s breathing patterns.
“I’m not going anywhere anytime soon.” He says in almost a whisper. He rubs your back soothingly.
“It was so scary,” you’re voice cracks.
“I know baby, I know.” He says as he hugs you tighter. He presses a kiss on your shoulder.
“I don’t want any more people to get hurt, I just want it to be over with.” If anyone can understand your stress right now it’s Steve. He just wants to be able to live a normal life with you. Without these dangerous missions and having to constantly look over his shoulders. He knows how exhausted you are from having constant nightmares and how you let your overthinking thoughts take over. Steve grabs your face with his hands and moves your face to face his.
“I won’t let anything happen to you okay? We are gonna get through this.” You look away from his gaze with a slight pout. Steve brings you in for a kiss.
“Turn off that pretty brain of yours ok? Just relax for me.” He goes back in for a kiss, this time it’s longer and deeper. It’s the kinda kiss that can make you go dumb. The kiss starts to get faster, all that can be heard is heavy breathing. The energy in the car shifted so quickly. He pulls away and leans back against the seat while you lean the opposite way, your arms holding onto his knees to stabilize.
You both look at each other up and down. Steve now getting an idea of how to distract you from your thoughts. He leans up, wrapping his hand around your neck, and smashes your lips back into his making you whine. Steve moves down from your lips to your throat, kissing that spot that turns you into putty. You let out a breathy moan.
“I like that vest on you.” You say. Steve lets out a breathy laugh against your neck. “You look hot in it.”
“Oh yeah?” He mumbles against your neck. Steve’s hands move to your hips, grinding your hips against his cock that is now hard. Steve goes back to roughly making out with you. This goes on for a bit before Steve reaches a hand under your skirt and lace panties to feel you.
“You must really love this vest.” You’re practically soaking now. You moan at the contact finally getting some relief. You felt yourself getting wetter with each touch. He continues his circular motions before moving his fingers towards your wet opening. He starts off with one finger. The contact making you instinctively lift up.
“Relax for me baby,” He whispers in your ear. You lean yourself back into the position you were in before, making you feel more exposed to him even though your clothes are still on.
“Fuck your so wet.” He goes in with a second finger, thrusting them deeper and faster. You roll your head back, moaning. Steve’s other hand gripping at your hip to steady you. He then adds a third finger and uses his thumb to brush other your clit. This makes your hips buck up and grind against his hand.
“Oh fuck- Steve” you moan louder. You look down at where everything is happening. Your skirt drapes perfectly over the dirty scene below you. You bunch up the bottom of your skirt together and hold it up reveal the not so pure actions happening underneath it.
“Oh shit honey that’s so fucking hot” Steve chuckles, quickening the pace of his fingers. A squelching noise now echoes throughout his car. You clench around his fingers. So close to your climax. He brings the hand that was gripping your hip to your mouth. Steve rubs his thumb over your lips. You immediately wrap your lips around it, moaning as you swirl your tongue around it.
“Fuck baby come for me.” Steve says, eyes stuck on your mouth. You moan around his finger. He continues his fast and hard pace to help you ride out your high.
After you come down from your high, he removes his fingers and brings them to his lips. He moans at your taste. Now impatient, he quickly lifts his body to remove his pants and underwear. His hard cock slaps at his stomach. His tip was red, dripping with pre cum. You lift yourself up on your knees while Steve lines himself up with you. You lower yourself down on him, catching his tip before sinking down on him. You both gasp at the contact. There was barely any pain as Steve worked you up well. Once you’re fully seated on his cock, you take a minute to compose yourself.
“Fuck your so big.” You whine as you shove your face in the crook of his neck. You and Steve have had sex manyyyy times, but there’s no denying how heavy and big he always feels inside of you. Steve’s hands find their place on your hips squeezing tightly.
Once you get used to his size, you begin to lift up and sink back down. You go slow, still cautious of his injury. But Steve needs more. He loves how caring you are and how you’re trying not to hurt him but he can’t wait any longer. Steve reaches over to pull the lever of the seat to lower it more. He then plants his feet on a higher platform and starts thrusting up into you and hard.
“O-oh shhitt”. You let out a high pitch moan. Steve wraps his hand around your throat.
“Yea? You like when I fuck you hard like that? Fuck all of those bad thoughts out of that pretty head of yours? Hm?” He literally growls at you. You feel hot all over now. You brace yourself on the arm rest. Your mind goes completely blank now, only thing you can process is how good he’s fucking you.
“L-love it. I love it Stevie please.” You moan. Both of your eyes are hooded, completely fucked out as you stare into each other’s eyes. You feel his big, hairy thighs slapping a the back of yours. He starts hitting that sweet spot inside of you causing you to roll your eyes back. You clench hard around him.
“Oh fuck baby do that again-shit.” He says as he throws his head back. You clench around him again. He groans a bunch of curse words as he reaches under you to start giving attention to your clit.
“Oh fuck I’m gonna come please please-oh shit." You can’t even control what comes out of your mouth anymore. Whining and babbling pleads. Your mind feels like mush at this point. You’re overwhelmed with all of the different sensations.
“Yea you gonna make a mess all over my cock? Come on pretty girl come for me.” Your second orgasm hits you hard, legs jerking on either side of him. Your pussy milking around his cock, practically begging him to release inside of you. Steve’s thrust becomes sloppy, signaling he’s close.
“Please Steve fill me up, fill me up so deep please.” That pushes Steve over the edge. His grip around your body tightens, bringing you chest to chest. He fills your ear with groans as you feel his cum fill you up. He gave you one final thrust before stilling inside of you. You both relax against each other, taking a moment to catch your breaths. Steve is the first to break the silence.
“Remind me to thank Eddie for this vest.”
18+
“C’monn baby,” Jake chuckles as he tugs you, dragging you away from the hunt festival. You’re both drunk off your asses. This being Jake’s first-ever hunt festival, which was one of the biggest festivals, everyone went crazy with introducing him to some of the strong liquids on Pandora. Everyone cheered him on and took shots with him.
You and your friends were absolutely amused by this, joining in on the fun as well. Jake quickly realized that Grace was not lying, this stuff was no joke. After a while, everyone was too drunk to even notice how touchy you and Jake were to each other. How Jake put his hand on your upper thigh and kept whispering in your ear. How you leaned closer to his body and held onto his bicep.
“Jakeee,” you giggle as you both almost tripped. Your grip on his hand tightens. “Where are we even going?” Jake drags you deeper into the forest, and the music from the festival slowly fades away. It is much quieter now and significantly cooler since you aren’t surrounded by a huge pit of fire anymore.
“I dunno,” Jake smiles as he shrugs his shoulders. He tugs on your arm once more. “Gotta walk faster!” He says while laughing, looking back to see you struggling to keep up with him.
You gasp jokingly. “Heyy don’t laugh! Y’gotta walk s-slower!!” Jake stops walking so that you can walk in front of him. You giggle as you throw your head back. Both of you finding anything and everything funny at this point.
As you throw your head back, you close your eyes, appreciating the beautiful sounds of the forest as you continue to giggle. However, not looking at where you were stepping caused you to trip. Luckily before anything bad happened Jake was quick to catch you by your hips.
He laughs at your clumsiness. “Baby y’gotta look where you’re goin’.” He wraps his arm around your waist. The pet name sent warmth throughout your body.
“I was!” you lied. “and you still haven’t told me where we are going.”
Jake moves your body in front of him, your back flush against his warm chest. He wraps one of his arms around your stomach and the other around your chest. “I just wanted to get ya alone,” He whispered in your ear. His voice sends shivers down your spine. You bit your lip, trying not to smile.
“oh yeah?” You tease.
“Ohh yeah,” Jake smirks before he starts to kiss your neck. You lean your head against his, moaning softly at his contact. He then starts sucking on your neck, wanting to leave a mark. You let out a breathy laugh, turning your head to face his. You both look at each other with wide grins, swaying slightly from side to side.
“You look so beautiful right now,” Jake says. You giggle again looking down at the floor feeling a bit more shy now that you guys are alone. Jake turns your head back to face him before smashing his lips to yours. Your lips are soft against his as you both move in sync.
Jake moves your body to face him before breaking the kiss to kiss your neck again. You moan and throw your head back as you bring your hands into his hair. Jake then guides you backward up against a tree before quickly going back to kissing your lips.
It’s a bit sloppy considering you’re both drunk but it all felt so hot. Jake’s hands roam your body before he makes his way down to your ass, squeezing it. You smile into the kiss. He feels your smile before smiling himself. He continues to squeeze your ass before using it to push you against his hardened cock.
Your smile quickly turns into a soft gasp. Jake finds your reaction funny as he smiles into the kiss again. Jake breaks the kiss causing you to whine.
“I wan- *kiss* try *kiss* somethin’ *kiss* “ Jake chuckles as you try and continue to kiss him. He guides you by your lower back to a flat rock for you to sit on. The cold surface of the rock helps to cool down your hot skin.
Jake softly nudges your shoulders. “Lay back baby.” As you lay back, Jake picks up both of your legs by the back of your knee and makes it so that your legs are bent and your feet are resting at the edge of the rock. Jake comes in between your legs and slowly starts to kiss up your body. You close your eyes and giggle.
“It tickles.” You say smiling. He continues to kiss up your body until he reaches your tits, which were covered by your very skimpy top (which you wore specifically for Jake).
“Mmm, I like this,” Jake says smirking. He plays with the beads from your top, admiring the way it fits your chest. You blush, eyes still on Jake, completely distracted by how hot he looks right now. You so badly want him to take care of the ache that’s starting to grow between your legs.
“Can I take it off?” Jake asks now staring into your eyes. You had a needy pout on your face that Jake was fucking obsessed with. You nod your head almost immediately. “Need your words, baby.”
“Y-yes please.” Jake starts to take off your top, making sure he’s being as gentle as possible. His soft touches burn your skin. Once your top is off, Jake goes back to kissing your body. He makes his way around your chest area. You look at him, doe-eyed and lips parted.
Your eyes don’t leave his figure, absolutely mesmerized by his actions. He looks up at you as he takes your nipple into his mouth, sucking lightly. You throw your head back, moaning. If you weren’t wet before, you’re definitely soaking now. Jake makes sure to show your other tit some love by groping it with his big hands, occasionally pinching lightly at your nipple. It was all starting to feel even more intense because Jake never took his eyes off you. Scanning your face. Reading your reactions.
“J-Jake. S’good.” You whine while closing your eyes. He hums around your tit before lightly biting your peaked nipple. You let out an airy gasp. Your eyes shoot open to be met with Jake’s hungry eyes.
“Eye’s on me, baby girl”. Jake releases his mouth from your tit, which is now glistening with his spit. He moves to your other tit, showing it the same love. The ache between your legs is starting to grow unbearable. You begin to rut your hips into his body, desperately looking for some relief. Jake releases your tit from his mouth before going back up to kiss your lips.
You continue to grind your hips into his. Your hands gripping his hair as you both make out heavily. Jake breaks the kiss to kiss down your body again. He makes his way down to your loincloth, leaving wet kisses around it. He looks up at you, asking with his eyes.
“Please, take it off.” You beg. Jake smirks as he unties it and reveals your wet cunt.
“Damn baby you’re soaking.” A string of slick appears as he separates your loincloth from your body.
“Holy shit,” Jake groans at the sight. He’s never seen someone as perfect as you. He grabs the back of your thighs and pushes them back to where your legs are almost against your chest so that you are now on full display for him. You hiss as cool air hits your sensitive cunt, processing how exposed you are to him. Jake begins to kiss the back of your thighs occasionally biting your skin to tease. You whine. He’s so close to where you need him yet so far.
“Jake p-please,” you say out of breath.
“Please what?” Jake says as he goes back to leaving wet kisses closer to your dripping core, now staring into your eyes. He’s got that stupid smirk on his face again.
“I need you s’bad.” You beg.
“Y’have me,” Jake says as he starts to kiss away from your pussy. You whine again, throwing your head back in frustration.
“Use your words and I’ll do whatever ya want.” Oh, he was enjoying every minute of this, watching you fall apart under his touch. He pinches the sensitive skin on your thigh. You squirm and huff out in frustration.
“Please…need your mouth on my pussy,” you say, the alcohol giving you all of the courage you needed to say that.
Jake smiles. “Atta girl,”. He quickly moved his arms so that they were hooked over your hips to lock your legs in place. Jake didn’t waste any more time after that and dove in licking from your sopping hole and up to your clit. He wrapped his mouth around it. You let out the most pornographic moan as he started sucking on it. Your hands go straight to his hair, gripping to steady yourself for what’s about to come.
You arch your back at the intense pleasure coursing through your body. Jake groans against your pussy sending vibrations up your spine. Jake looks up at you, taking in the sight before him. Your eyebrows are furrowed and you’re biting your lip. He separates from your cunt, causing you to whine and open your eyes.
Jake spreads your thighs wider before pausing to look you in the eyes. He brings his fingers to your slippery cunt, using them to separate your folds. He then spits right on your clit. You let out a broken moan, dropping your head back down on the rock. Jake goes back to work on your throbbing clit as he starts to nod his head from side to side.
“O-oh Jake,” you cry out. Your hand goes to grip on his arm that’s holding your legs down.
“Yeah, baby? Y’like that?” Jake asks. His voice was low and hoarse. You pick your head up to look at him. His mouth shining with your slick. The sight of him makes you even more wet.
“Mhm..love it s’much.” You babble. You both keep eye contact as he goes down on you once again before thrusting his tongue inside your pussy. His mouth goes back up to your clit. He starts to give your clit sloppy kisses. Your cunt tightens around nothing as he continues to make out with your cunt.
You are a mess under him. Your legs trembling, your hands gripping onto anything around you, your breathing uneven.
“Mmm, you taste so good, baby.” Jake releases the hold of one of your legs before plunging two thick fingers into your wet pussy.
“Oh fuck!” You squeal, eyes rolling back. Jake groans as you immediately tighten around him. The squelching noise coming from the contact was so hot. Jake could not get over how wet and warm you felt.
Jake thrusts his fingers in and out of your hole. His tongue flicked quickly over your clit. Everything was so messy now. Your juices and Jake’s spit mixed and trickled down to the rock underneath you. Your legs threaten to close around his head as he continues to assault your creamy pussy. You quickly start to feel the warmth bubbling in your stomach as your orgasm approaches. You tighten around Jake’s fingers signaling to him your close.
“You close baby?” Jake asks, already knowing the answer. Jake looks up at you. Your head nodding fast, eyes tightly closed, and mouth open breathing heavily.
“Yes yes so close Jake please.” You whine. Everything feels so hot and intense. His fingers curl, hitting that sweet spot.
“Y-yes, right there!”
“Yeah? That the spot?.” Jake teases.
“Uh huh-fuck I’m g’na cum!” You pant. Your hips raise off of the rock.
“Look at me, look at me when you cum. C’mon, baby.” You use all of the strength you have to open your eyes and meet Jake’s eyes. “That’s it, good girl.”
You moan as Jake flicks his tongue over your clit before wrapping his lips around it and sucking harshly, his fingers continue to thrust at a fast pace, hitting that spot. All of this while he’s keeping that intense eye contact brings you over the edge and hard.
“Sh-shit!” You moan loudly. Your hips rise higher off of the rock, legs shaking around Jake’s head. Your body jerks as your cunt pulses around Jake’s fingers as he helps you ride out your high.
You had shut your eyes now as the pleasure became too intense and caused them to water. You arch your back as Jake continues to finger you.
As you come down from your high you start to feel the overstimulation. Jake removes his fingers but continues to give sloppy kisses to your cunt. He growls against you. He was addicted to your taste, never wanting to stop.
“Jakee!” You squeal as he laps your dripping pussy. You throw your head back again before attempting to sit up to lightly push him away. Jake gives one final kiss on your clit before he starts kissing up your body. He reaches your lips, kissing eagerly. You whimper as you taste yourself on his lips. Both of you moaned into each other’s mouths before Jake broke the kiss.
“Fuck baby,” he laughs “that was so hot.” You huff out a laugh before looking down at Jake’s prominent bulge. You look back at him before leaning in to kiss him again. As you kiss him you reach down, cupping his bulge. Jake groans into your mouth. You smile against his lips.
“Your turn.”
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As Brittany Broski once said,
“I need him in a way that is concerning to feminism”
Misbehaving 18+
You knew that you shouldn’t have but curiosity got the best of you.
After finally convincing Jake, you joined the war party on their mission after the eclipse. Jake’s one rule for you: don’t leave his sight.
It’s not that he didn’t think you could defend yourself and hunt well, he just cared about you and felt better knowing you were safe with the rest of the clan. That’s why you were so shocked that you had successfully convinced him to let you come along.
Not to mention you were known as one of the best hunters in your clan. However, training to become future Tsahik was time-consuming and made it hard to make time to keep your hunting skills sharp.
Jake was leading the party and announcing the plan to the other warriors, looking at you from time to time to make sure you were close by.
As you were listening to Jake who was now distracted with something else, you heard some noises coming from next to you. You looked back in front of you to make sure Jake was still distracted before you took a couple of steps near the source. You get your bow ready as you carefully walk more and more towards the noise. You were so distracted by what you heard that you didn’t realize how far you walked away from the group. You take a spot behind a tree and peer over to scope the scene. You see a figure of what you can make out to be an avatar wearing sky people’s clothing. His back was facing you but you could see the gun he was holding. After standing there he walked away deeper into the forest. Ready to follow him, you start to go around the tree when-
“The hell do you think you’re doing?” You gasp turning around only to be met with Jake’s narrowed eyes.
“Jake. I-“
“I asked you a fucking question”
Oh yea, you’ve pissed him off now.
“I..I…I heard something..and I-“ You stared at him wide-eyed. He grabs your arm and brings your face closer to his.
“What was the one thing I asked of you? Hm. The one thing I don’t you NOT to do?” You can practically see the smoke coming out of his ears.
“Not to wander…” your voice became smaller. You felt like a child again being scolded for doing something bad. Jake looks around and then drags you both back near the rest of the group.
“Change of plans. You are all dismissed. I’ll see you all in training tomorrow, usual spot.”
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You storm into the hut, Jake hot on your heels.
“Do you understand how stupid that was?” Huh? Look at me when I’m talking to you.” He yells while grabbing your arm to turn you to face him.
“I knew what I was doing! Why do you think I am such a baby?” you hiss at him. He rolls his eyes at your stubbornness.
“What was your plan? What were you gonna do? Kill him?” You disobeyed his orders, yes but he made it seem like you were dumb and that’s what made you pissed.
“I am a good hunter” challenging him “I taught YOU how to hunt. I can handle myself” You stare at him before turning to leave the hut to take a walk. Jake grabs your arm stopping you.
“Watch…your fucking mouth.” Jake gets close to your face. He then shoves you onto your shared mat.
“You know what happens when you misbehave? Hm??” He crouches down to get at the same level as you. Jake’s chest rose up and down quickly because of how angry he was with you and your stupid decisions. He knows you’re a good hunter. No doubt about it. But when it comes to your life. There is no negotiating. Now questioning himself on why he even said yes to you to come along on this trip.
“I…I get punished…” you say softly, looking down at the floor.
“That’s right. You get punished. Take your clothes off. Now.”
Not wanting to anger him even more you quickly do as he says. He watches you. His eyes darkened. Your garments fall to the ground. Jake then sits on the cot. He taps his lap signaling you to go into position. “Come.”
You slowly get up from where you were to go across his lap. However, it seemed like you were going a little too slow because Jake then manhandles you onto his lap. You gasp. Getting ready to prepare for what’s in store for you. Seeing Jake all protective and mad turns you on. But part of you couldn’t help but feel a little scared because he was really angry.
“Count,” Jake says coldly. There’s a slight pause before the first strike landed on your ass. It stung for a second before the pain faded away.
“One”
Jake spanks you again.
“Two” you wince. Tears are so quick to form.
“You know why I’m doing this to you? Hm?” Jake asks while he carefully massages your ass.
You start to cry. “Cause I didn’t listen.”
Jake spanks you again. “Do you have any idea how worried I was when I looked over and saw that you weren’t there?”
“T-Three.” You hiccup. “m’sorry.”
Slap. “I don’t care what your plan was. If you think of something you come and tell me first. D’you understand?” Jake raises his voice.
“Four! Yes yes yes.” You say on the verge of sobbing. “M’sorry Jake.”
Jake goes on and spanks you another 6 times. You gasp. “Ten.” Your face is drenched in your tears. You’re tired, your ass feels sore, and you’re starting to grow needy. “Jake, please! M’sorry I’m so sorry. I won’t do it again please please.” Hiccuping between words. You were a mess.
“Alright, babygirl. C’here. Shhh.” Jake picks you up and brings you to his chest. Making sure to be careful of your soreness. He gently massages and rubs the area while his other hand guides your head to the crook of his neck. You wrap your arms around his neck. He kisses your cheek. You whimper. “Shhh. It’s ok. Relax baby.”
“I’m so sorry Ma’Jake. I won’t do it again.”
“What are you not gonna do again? Hm? Tell me.” He says softly with a little sternness. He takes both of his hands to your face to take it away from the crook of his neck. “C’mon look at me. Tell me what you’re not gonna do again.” He asks while wiping away your tears.
“Disobey your orders.” You say while looking into his eyes with a pout.
“And what are you going to do if you hear or see something?” Jake tilts his head.
“I am gonna tell you first.” You look down and start to play with his fingers.
“Good girl.” He leans in and kisses the top of your head. There was a long pause. Jake was admiring you playing with his hands. How soft your actions were. “I d’know what I would’ve done if I lost ya. I love you too much.” He says softly, now looking at you.
You stop what you were doing and look up at him. You look into his eyes for a bit before going in to hug him. Jake immediately wrapped his arms around you, holding you tightly. His body is like a furnace making you feel so cozy in his arms.
“I love you.” You say. You rub Jake’s back up and down. You slightly separate to kiss Jake. It was a kiss filled with love and passion. It was slow yet steady. It was just the right comfort that the both of you needed. You’ve almost forgotten that you were literally naked until you felt Jake’s hard cock underneath his loincloth rub against the area you needed him the most.
You slowly start to grind on him. One of Jake’s hands moved to your waist while the other took place on your neck. You moaned at that, loving the pressure. You start to grind faster, desperate for a release. He breaks the kiss to take a breath.
“Holy shit.” Jake chuckles as his eyes wander to where you were grinding on him. A prominent mark is shown on his loincloth from your wetness. “that feel good hun?”
“so so good.” You whisper. You throw your head back. Jake grabs at your hips helping you grind yourself faster. His fingers gripping onto them so hard.
“Please can I cum? I w-wanna cum so bad please please please”. You gasp as Jake bucks his hips up to meet your grinds. Sending pleasure up your spine. You don’t know how much longer you can hold it for. Your body is on fire. You lean into Jake grasping onto his soft hair, pulling slightly. He hisses in return. “Yea, babygirl get yourself off for me. C’mon honey.”
That’s exactly what you needed to hear before you cum all over him. Your body trembles as your orgasm takes over. That almost makes him bust right there but he wasn’t done with you yet.
He leans you back into a kiss. As you’re kissing Jake he unties his loincloth and tosses it to the ground. You reach around you and grab your thick braid.
You break the kiss, breathing so heavily as Jake moves to attack your neck. He peppers hot kisses all over your neck. Once he kisses the spot a little below your ear you whine. “Found it.” He chuckles into your neck as he starts to suck on your sweet spot.
“Tsaheylu,” you say out of breath. Jake takes himself away from your neck. He looks up at your braid and then at you. He smirks.
“Please Jake” you beg. “I wanna feel you.” He just finds you so fucking adorable. The way you beg and have that needy face just for him. Jake grabs his braid and brings it over his shoulder before bringing his queue close to yours.
Once they intertwine you both moan loudly as your pupils dilate. You both stare deeply into each other’s eyes before you smash your lips together hungrily. You moan into Jake’s mouth as he flips you over so that you are on the bottom. You both feel the intense love you hold for each other. You especially feel Jake’s intense feeling of protectiveness over you. His hands running up and down your body. He takes one of his hands and uses to guild his cock closer to your cunt. He rubs the tip up and down your slit with ease, your juices coating him.
“Oh Jake” you moan softly. He pushes himself in. You’re breathing heavily as you start to adjust to the feeling of that initial stretch. Slight pain slowly turns into pleasure.
“Fuck your so tight” Jake grunts as he starts to quicken his pace. His arms are right by your shoulders holding himself up so that he doesn’t crush you. You wrap your legs around Jake’s hips, encouraging him to go deeper.
“Oh great mother” you gasp. Jake’s hard thrusts taking the air out of you. You feel all of him physically and emotionally. Your brain gets overwhelmed by what to put its attention on. You close your eyes as everything becomes so intense. Your hands wrap around his biceps as you try and stabilize yourself. You moan so loudly, not caring who can hear. It all felt too good. Jake thrusts even deeper making you open your eyes wide, gasping.
“There she is,” he chuckles. Jake suddenly pulls out. You whine at the emptiness. He turns your body over so that you’re lying on your stomach. He sneaks an arm underneath to bring your ass up and knees on the ground. He brings one of his legs up beside yours as he enters you again, groaning at how your cunt is practically sucking him back in. He resumes his rough pace, going even deeper with this new position.
“Oh, right there.” You gasp again. The pleasure now overwhelms you even more. A particularly deep thrust sends an immense amount of pleasure coursing through your body, causing you to instinctively move away. You didn’t make it that far, not without Jake’s quick reaction, grabbing your hips and bringing you back.
“Where’d you think you’re goin’ hm?” He spanks your ass as a warning. You squeal at that. “Please, Jake,” you mumble into your arm. You don’t even know what you’re begging for exactly, for him to stop, for a release, for more. Pleasure is taking over entirely of your mind. The sound of skin slapping echoes through your shared hammock. You start to tighten around him, signaling that you’re close.
“Not yet,” Jake growls. He spreads your ass apart to see how you’re sucking him in with each thrust. The sight makes him roll his eyes back. Every noise you make brings him closer and closer to his climax. Not to mention how wet and warm you are around him. Your body is ready to give out. Everything is just so intense. The stinging lingering on your ass, your cheek rubbing into the mat. Your legs trembling, struggling to hold you up.
“I..I can’t! S’too much.” you beg, not caring how pathetic you sound. The pressure in your stomach becomes unbearable to hold on to. You’re a moaning mess.
“Cum for me, baby, show me what a good girl you are and cum,” Jake grunts as he reaches his hand to your puffy clit and rubs it fast. You gasp loudly, grabbing Jake’s wrist as you start cumming hard. Your legs tremble. You cunt squeezing tightly around Jake, making him fall over the edge with you. He leans his entire front onto your back.
“Oh fuck yes.” He growls in your ear as he gives you one final thrust, making sure his cum is deep inside of you. You both moan shakily as you recover from your highs. Jake peppers kisses on your shoulders and back. You couldn’t even move if you tried, your body now exhausted. Jake pulls out slowly, knowing how fragile you are right now. He lays you both down on the mat, falling asleep in each other’s arms.
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“Oh Jake.” You whine, desperate for a release.
“What’d ya need baby? Hm?” Jake smirks looking down at your body gripping your hips. He knows you can’t answer but he just loves to be a tease. You sob as he shows no mercy to your cunt.
“Please” you moan gripping the mat underneath you. The pleasure becoming almost unbearable.
Jake slaps your ass, not hard but enough to take you out of your haze. You gasp in response. “C’mon hun use your words f’me.”
You reach an arm behind you and search for Jake’s hand, desperately needing that contact. “I need you so bad.” You whine again hoping he would get what you mean.
Jake grabs your hand and holds it, rubbing his thumb up and down to try and calm you down. “I’m here mama. I gotcha.” Jake then let’s go of your hand and before you can protest he wraps his arm around you stomach and lifts you up so that your back is flush against his chest. You lean your head back into the crook of his neck, moaning louder than before at this new angle.
“There we go sweetheart. You’re being such a good girl f’me huh.” Jake holds your chin so that you’re looking at him. His voice raspy and low.
“Yes yes.” You babble. Jake pushes your chin so that your lips meet. The kiss started slow and then quickly became fast and messy. Swallowing each other’s moans. Jake’s other arm wanders all over your body groping and teasing your nipples. You squeal and separate from his lips to take a deep breath.
“Jake please I…I can’t” you sob.
“Almost there baby, almost.” As if he couldn’t go any faster, he does.
“Yea baby. You like it when I fuck you hard like this? Hm? You’re my good girl. Such a good fuckin’ girl. Fuck.” Jake moans
You know Jake is almost there with you because of how much he’s talking. He’s usually quiet with the addition moaning and cursing but once he’s almost at his peak, oh this man becomes so vocal.
“Please…please let me cum. I need it so bad.” You say. Hoping he’ll let you.
“Let it all out for me baby. Fucking cum all over my cock. C’mon c’mon.” He moves one hand around your throat squeezing gently and the other goes down to your throbbing clit and rubs it fast.
As soon as he said the words you started to cum. You start breathing heavy and moaning so loud that you didn’t even care anymore. Your body twitches as you cum so hard on his cock.
“Oh fuck fuck fuck” Jake moans in your ear. Jake helps you through your orgasm but chasing his.
“You want me to fill you up? Hm? Want me to fill your pussy up baby? Make you so full of my cum. Yea?” Jake grabs your chin so now your noses are touching. Eyes locked onto each other.
“Yes please Jake fill me up. I want your cum. Please please please.” You babble. Now feeling overstimulated from his thrusts. Your nails scratch onto his arm, waiting to feel his release inside of you.
Jake’s hips stutter. He loudly groans and grunts, giving you one final thrust before finally releasing inside of you. Jake’s still holding you to his chest while you both calm down. You whimper as Jake shakily sighs.
“Holy fuck you feel so good” he huffs out a little chuckle. He grabs onto his cock and slowly leans himself back but still making sure to hold your trembling body in order to pull himself out of you. You reach back to hold onto his forearm for more support. You whimper as he does this. Still sensitive and starting to feel that emptiness. “I know mama, I know.” Jake coos at you.
Once he’s removed himself, he gently lays you onto the mat and gets up to get something to clean you up.
“Jakeeee” You whined. You need him to hold you.
“I’m here don’t worry. I just need to clean you up”
He gets a rag and spreads your trembling legs and gently wipes. This contact causing your body to jerk and whimper. Once he’s done he throws the rag on the ground and lays down behind you to spoon you. He strokes your arm.
“I love you so much” he whispers in your ear as you slowly head into a deep sleep.