TW: Smut without plot, Habit is its own warning, Dom!Habit, Sub leaning switch!Toby, Sub!Reader, borderline pet play (use of puppy and rabbit nicknames), Habit’s a mean asshole, Toby lowkey gets bullied the whole time, slapping, Toby and Habit do NOT get along, they’re only tolerating each other for you
You whimper around Toby’s cock, Habit’s cock pounding into your pussy, making you dizzy. You weren’t sure how long he had kept you in this position for. Hell, from the looks of it, Toby didn’t really know either. Toby’s eyes were lidded, his body slightly quivering as you whimpered and whined around his cock. He looked down at the tears streaming down your cheeks, your body trembling much worse than his. Toby gently ran his fingers through your hair, trying to soothe you a bit. You were doing a great job, you were just a little overwhelmed. He could help with that.
“Y-You’re doing great, sweetheart- fick dich- just a little more- just like that- fuck-”
Toby clicked repeatedly, his head jerking to the side with a loud crack. You could only imagine how badly that would’ve hurt if he could feel it. You feel him quickly snap his hand away from you to avoid accidentally hitting you while he goes through these tics. You hear Habit scoff behind you, and he pulls almost completely out before slamming back into your pussy, making you borderline scream around Toby’s cock, your entire body jolting forward from the impact.
“Shut the fuck up Toby, she’s fine. She can take it without your coddling. Isn’t that right, cottontail?”
He grabs your hair and yanks you off of Toby’s cock with a pop, moving his hand to grab your neck to force you to look back at him. You just nodded, tears welling up worse having to look at him while he completely ruined you. At least, when you were facing Toby, he offered a bit of comfort. Habit didn’t grant that kind of assurance. He was mean, no matter how well you behaved or what you let him do to you. If you let him have his way, you were a dumb little whore. If you tried to protest, you were an annoying brat that he needed to train better. There was very little winning when it came to Habit, unless he was fucked out of his mind, and clearly, given your circumstances, that would go to you before it ever got to him. He yanked your body up, wrapping his bicep around your neck before harshly slapping you and grabbing your face again.
“If I ask you something, you answer it. You don’t need Toby’s coddling, do you?”
Tears streamed down your cheeks as you shook your head, trembling more as your airway was significantly restricted. It felt like your entire nervous system rebooted every time he slammed you down on his cock, your focus blurring. You supposed you were done sucking Toby’s dick for right now, according to Habit. You shook your head no, barely able to whimper out the words that you hoped he was looking for.
“N-No sir- I don’t-!”
“There you go. See Rogers? She does just fine on her own.”
You gasped at the feeling of Habit’s bicep yanked you back flush against his body as he moved to sit down. He yanked you down flush against his hips, and then stopped. He didn’t make any move to thrust back up into you, he just stopped, which made you quite confused. This wasn’t typical of him, he usually didn’t stop until you were on the verge of passing out, so this was mildly confusing. You felt his bicep pull back, replaced with just his hand. You lean into his palm, and he turned your head to look at him.
“Show him how well you can take it, bun.”
Your face flushed at his demand but you nod, beginning to bounce up and down on his cock. Toby watched you, his jaw clenched in annoyance at Habit’s treatment of you. Your body was shaking, you had bruises forming on your hips, thighs, and neck, and overall, you already seemed fucked out and tired. Habit should be taking it easier on you now, not getting rougher. The whole thing pissed Toby off, but he knew better than to try and pull you back over to him.
“Something the matter, Rogers?”
“Yeah, you don’t need to hold her that fucking hard.”
“Oh, I’m so sorry, is this better?”
Habit’s hand immediately squeezed hard, earning a soft squeak from you. You plopped back down on his lap and clawed at his hand, trying to get him to release your neck. Toby’s entire body tensed in anger, and Habit finally let go after a couple more seconds. His free hand snaked down to your thigh and smacked hard, which made you yelp and your thigh jolt up a bit from the impact. He leaned into your ear, chest pressed firmly against your back.
“I don’t remember saying to stop, bun.”
“S-Sorry Habit..”
You began bouncing up and down once more at your previous pace, wiping the tears from your eyes. He gave your thigh a much gentler pat this time, and leaned back, watching you ride him. He was amused by how much you’d take from him without complaint. Toby was right to a degree, he was a fucking asshole to you, but you still listened anyway. He wasn’t a complete monster though, you had a safe word you could say if he went too far with it all.
You whimpered quietly when his hand slid up your thigh and began lazily playing with your clit. You squirmed in his lap, but you didn’t try to pull away, knowing he’d just hold you still. You felt your orgasm slowly approaching, your thighs starting to tremble worse as you got more and more worked up. You let out soft, breathy whines and whimpers, your voice growing hoarse as you continued. You turned to look at Habit, face flushed and stains with tears. He raised an eyebrow at you turning to face him.
“What is it, bunny? Need to cum?”
“Mhm, m-may I Habs..? Please?”
“Sure, why the hell not?”
You nod, rocking your hips into his hand while riding him, gasping and whimpering as he worked you to your climax, your thighs basically giving out as you came around his cock, clenching around him as you squirted. You gasped and huffed through it, letting out pathetic whines of his name as you rode him through it. Habit pulled you off of his cock, and you expected to be done, but of course you weren’t. He flipped you to face him. You got onto your hands and knees, and he pressed your back so that your upper body was against the mattress.
“You think you can handle fucking her this time?”
“Obviously I can- cunt- You’re not the only one who knows how to fuck a woman, Habit.”
Habit’s eyes snapped up to Toby’s at that “tic”. He had been around Toby enough to know a good gist of his tics, and that was not one that was at all familiar.
“Never heard that tic before.”
“Developed it just for you.”
You don’t realize what’s happening until you hear the collision. You snap your head around to see Toby’s head to the side, nose starting to bleed. You snap your head up to Habit, astonished. Did Habit just punch Toby? You knew the two had a bit of issues getting along, but you weren’t expecting them to actually fight.
“Habit!”
“He couldn’t even fucking feel it bun, he’s fine.”
“Tobes, are you okay?”
“Yeah, I’m okay, don’t worry about me. Just focus on feeling good, okay?”
You’re still concerned, but you hesitantly nod. You feel Toby line up with you, and you let out a breathy sigh as he sinks down to the hilt, hips pressed against your ass. Habit guides your head to his cock, and you open your mouth and take him as much as you could without choking. You start slowly bobbing your head down, moaning softly as Toby finally began slowly thrusting in and out, being significantly more gentle than Habit had been. Your body was still sensitive and shaky, but you could feel yourself relax around Toby, feeling his hand gently rubbing your back.
Unfortunately, Habit was still Habit, so your throat did not get the same gentle affection that your pussy was getting. Habit didn’t like the pace you had set for him, so he began bobbing your head up and down himself, shoving you down to the hilt, your nose pressed against his pelvis, earning a muffled choking noise from you. You could hear him laughing at how you struggled to take him, but that was pretty standard for him. Actually, that was the nicer option he usually chose. It seemed he did kind of understand that you were getting a bit worn out.
You hollowed your cheeks around his cock, earning a low groan from him as he shoved your head down, painting your throat white. You choked a little, but swallowed it all, feeling your own orgasm build up again. It didn’t take long, you were already so damn sensitive. You pulled off of Habit’s cock, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand before nuzzling back into the sheets, letting yourself ride out your orgasm through Toby’s movements. It didn’t take too much longer until Toby was cumming, gently holding your hips flush against his. He slowly pulled out, and helped you sit up. Habit and Toby both got up, although for different reasons. Habit got up to get dressed, and Toby got up to help clean you up and get you dressed.
Habit put his boxers and jeans on first, and tried to find his shirt, before he noticed it crumpled up more than when he threw it off, suspiciously close to where Toby was standing, who had already gotten pretty much dressed by now. As Habit went to grab his shirt, he realized it was wet. He clocked that Toby had used it to clean up cum, but then he saw the red on the skull of the shirt, the only white part of his shirt. Not only had Toby used it to wipe up their cum, but to also stop his bleeding nose.
“Rogers, you better fucking not have wiped your goddamn blood and cum on my shirt.”
“That was yours? My bad, thought it was hers, since it was so small.”
Toby responded sarcastically. Everyone knew that he wouldn’t have used your shirt to clean this up. He would use his own shirt, and had before, but he wouldn’t dirty up yours. Habit was livid, and grabbed Toby, pinning him up against the wall.
“You’re on my last fucking nerve, Tobias.”
“Guys, please, not tonight..”
You weakly try to stop them. It’s not like you can do much, Habit was a freakishly strong demon, Toby was human but also much stronger than you on average, and you were fucked out, you had no energy left. You felt bad for not being able to do more, but what more could you do. Luckily, Habit seemed to not want to deal with this either, as he glared back at you, but dropped it, and stormed off. Toby watched him leave the room, and frowned, offering you an apology before cleaning the room up. You laid down with Toby once the sheets were changed, and Habit walked back in, wearing a different shirt, and with a water for you. You smiled softly and motioned for him to lay on the other side of you, to which he did. At least, even if they hated each other, they cared for you.
Texting the creeps about something stupid your ex did
Includes: Mankind’s Bad Habit, Toby Rogers, Tim Wright, Brian Thomas, Cody Williams, Natalie Ouellette, Nina Hopkins, Jeffery Woods, Liu/Sully Woods, Jane Everlasting, Jack Nyras, Laughing Jack, BEN Downed
|| The creeps cheated on you, good thing they have such good friends that can help you through this hard time!
>> SMAU x GN!Reader
Ft. Jeff the Killer, Clockwork, Hoodie, BEN Drowned
(Female reader heavily implied with clockwork)
CW: Minors DNI, Strong language, explicit descriptions
pt.1
(plsplspls listen to the song it makes it better)
pt 3 -> Nina the Killer, Ticci Toby, Tim Wright, Eyeless Jack
Never Let Me Down Again - Depeche Mode
div creds: dividers4u
give requests >:) i love writing asshole readers its fun
-> Asking to match profile pictures with the creeps! [ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP]
THIS IS VERSION 1
Including: Jeffrey Woods, Tobias Rodgers, Jack Nyras, Ben Drowned, Mankind's Bad HABIT, Nina Hopkins, Jane Everlasting, Tim Wright, Brain Thomas, Laughing Jack, Natalie Ouellette, Lui/Sully, and The Operator
includes: nina, jeff, toby, ben, both jacks, and x virus.
nina has a fem partner, jeff has a partner he calls pretty boy but its intended to be a masculine nonbinary person, and ben calls reader princess gendernutrally.
taglist ig: @lovergirlfinalboss @kdjhubby
the toby thing has happened to me with physical tics, pmooooo from the bottom of my soul.
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