Buffy the vampire slayer
--- Angelus/Angel
The Vampire Diaries
--- Klaus Mikaelson
True Blood
The Last of Us
Supernatural
Peaky Blinders
Sons of Anarchy
FILMS
Harry Potter
--- Smut
Twilight
--- Jasper Hale --- Carlisle Cullen --- Emmett Cullen --- Caius
evil angelus x femreader and he just LOVES overstimulating and humiliating herrr 🙏🙏
AN: Hi, I hope you like it x
NSFW
“I knew you were a little slut,” Angelus purred in your ear as his tongue slowly moved over your pulse. The obscene wet sounds your body made for him as two of his thicker fingers stuffed your pussy full echoed in your bedroom. The soft pastel colours surrounding the both of you are so completely opposite to the act happening.
“He knew it too,” he didn’t have to say Angel’s name for you to know who he was speaking about. His words only brought a blush moving over your skin and his amusement flashed in his eyes. “Yeah, he could smell you. I can smell you.” Angelus continued to purr as his thumb brushed over your sweet, sensitive clit.
“You were creaming your panties with every look he gave you.” You hated how right he was and the lack of words you could get out as he pressed against your soft, spongy spot. It was enough for you to soak his fingers already as your stomach clenched. Your toes curling as his words were enough to push you over the edge.
Not that it stopped him. His fingers fucked you through your climax; curling with ease as he pressed against your sweet spot and even as you clamped down on his fingers - he added a third. The pain of being stretched had a sob escaping you; your eyes rolling as he quickened his pace.
Your hand delicately reached for his wrist as if you had the strength to push him away. As if you even wanted to. His dark chuckles only echoed in your ear as his free hand came down on your soaked, creamy pussy. Your body jerked as you whined breathlessly; your face screwing up in pleasure.
“I see you didn’t un-invite me in like the rest of your little friends, hmm?” His smirk only widened as he watched your reactions. His palm slapping against your pretty clit with each thrust of his fingers. His free hand slowly moved up your body; goosebumps following the path as he pressed you against the sheets.
“I wonder what they would say about you now,” he hummed as he lent closer; the sound of your heart racing echoed in his ears. “Please..please..oh.” You hardly knew what you were begging for now as he brushed your noses together; your scent washing over him had his thick cock twitching in his pants.
Your body only continued to thrash as the intense pleasure moved over your whole body. There was no mercy in his eyes and the look had your heart skipping a beat. Judying by his smirk spreading wider; he was aware of it. As your gasps of pleasure slipped out; Angelus leaned in and hungrily captured your soft lips.
Your tongues eagerly found each other; his dominated yours with ease as you whimpered against him. Your hands reaching for the sheets surrounding you; clutching them as each passing moment had you closer to another release. Angelus began to place open mouthed kisses down your neck.
It was only the feel of his sharper teeth touching your soft skin did you realise his face had changed. Gone was the face of an angel the watcher diaries had written about and in its place was a monster and all you did was squirt on his fingers. His digits completely drenched with you.
“Oh, you are going to be such a good pet to keep around.” The blush moved over your face and easily travelled down your body at his words and your own actions. God, you really were pathetic. The whine that escaped you at the feeling of being so empty when his fingers were roughly removed brought only shame.
“Shh, kitten…shhh, here you go.” He gave you his soaked fingers as if to comfort you. You gagged around them; drool now mixing in with your slickness as he pressed against your tongue. Your eyes now in a daze as he watched you begin to suck them. “Good girl.” The praise had you arching towards him.
Those same eyes widened as you felt the fat, mushroom head of his cock pressing against your creamy pussy. Your lips spread for him as inch by inch he pressed in. “Fuck…” Angelus grunted as his free hand moved to cup himself, guiding his cock deeper as a ring of cream already began to form around him.
The fingers that were in your mouth were soon removed too as his hand moved to the nape of your neck and pulled; forcing you to watch as he opened you up. His cock filling you completely now. “Be a good girl now…we are not finished.” Your lips parted as he crawled up your body; pressing against you as he moved your legs; bending them to your head nearly.
You tightened around him as he pressed against your spongy spot that had you leaking around him. “Yeah, that’s it, hmm? Fucking pathetic.” His hips rocked; quickening his pace as he locked eyes with you. Your grunts of pleasure were nearly animalistic as your eyes rolled back at the brutal pace he continued with.
More sheltered farm boy Clark because I love him <3
Clark who’s obsessed with you riding him, practically begs for it every time you guys have sex. And don’t get me wrong, you love riding him. He’s already thick and long, hitting every spot inside you with devastating accuracy. Cowgirl just emphasizes it. His bulbous tip smooches your cervix with every bounce. You can grind your clit against his stomach, and the soft friction has you twitching. But his size means you have to spread your thighs until they’re burning, until you’re whimpering from the stretch. Each bounce has you panting from effort.
Clark was raised a gentleman, taught to always treat his girl like the pearl she is. He carries the mental load of living with you. Holds your purse and any bags when you’re together, carries you if your feet hurt, even has a little list of your orders at your regular places. So of course Clark wants to help.
His hips begin moving in time with yours, helping you bounce on it. His hands move to your ass, squeezing and grasping at the flesh. He even uses a bit of that renowned super strength to help lift you. The feeling of him taking control sends your head reeling, your moans growing louder. And that sends him into a frenzy. You like it. He’s pleasing you. So his arms wrap tighter around you, and his hips move harder and fastee. Soon you’ve lost control and now Clark’s pounding into you from below, balls wet with your combined arousal as he keeps going.
He’s whimpering about wanting to help, needing to take care of his girl. You can’t reply; each knock against your cervix has you creaming his cock and your vision whiting out. You’re limp, just a wet, slick hole for him to fuck. When your orgasm hits, it’s without warning. You’re thrashing in his arms from the force of it.