#f! reader smut

[cosmicwavelengths]

you're joking, right? (he's not)

minors, dni! - 18+ only

pairing: roman roy x assistant! reader

summary: you spend a weekend away on a business trip with your boss, roman roy, who asks you for an unusual request -- and you pray these are one of those jokes he doesn't actually follow through with. a/n: i swear this started with an innocent "roman gets pussydrunk" prompt i came up with but it spiraled into something completely different - enjoy! cw: smut (fingering, oral, face sitting - reader recieving), dubcon, explicit language (thanks roman), f! reader, roman is your boss wc: 1.7k | masterlist | ao3 ────୨ৎ──── “Did you not hear me the first time?”

Roman sits with a smug smile, arms folded up behind his head and feet on his desk. You shift nervously on your feet, taking sudden interest in the patterned carpet on the floor. “Roman, it’s late and I’m not in the mood for jokes. Please, just tell me what it is you actually want so I can go to bed.” Working for Roman Roy has its perks, but you often find yourself victim to his ridiculous antics. But this? This has to be the worst one by far.

He huffs out a chuckle before sitting up, putting his elbows on the table. “Are you slow? You really want me to repeat myself again? Just, fuckin’-, look here.” He rises and walks over to you, standing closer than you’d like. “I said, I am going to lie down—” He pauses, gesturing dramatically towards the bed next to him. “And I want you to pull down those little panties of yours—” He taps your hip where your underwear sits. You recoil from his touch. “—so you can sit on my face.”

You can’t convince yourself that he is joking by this point. You glance up at him. His eyes are dark with mischief, neck slightly tense. He leans back from you, throwing his arms out. “C’mon, don’t be a fuckin’ prude. And I’m not joking. Just pull off your little shorts and sit on my face, that’s all,” he all but whines, as if he were a petulant, spoiled child. You sigh at that, folding your arms. “Roman. Stop playing with me. Now, unless you have something you actually need, I’m going to go.” You turn to leave, but Roman grabs your wrist with a quickness, tightening his grip. He spins you around to face him, putting you much closer to him than you were before. “No, no, no. You’re not fuckin’ going anywhere. Whatever you think you’re gonna do, you’re not, so cut it out.” At that, he pulls you in for a hurried kiss. You’re unsure you can really call it a kiss, though, he all but bites your mouth, tugging your bottom lip with his incisors and causing them to bleed a bit.

You pull away quickly, face flushing with embarrassment. “Roman! What are you— Why?” Suddenly, you’ve never felt more alone in your life. You left your phone in your room, keycard on the desk. You have nowhere to run. At this realization, tears begin to prickle at your eyes. “I don’t want to, please don’t make me…” You trail off, words breaking off into a small sob. Concerningly, Roman seems unmoved by your unnatural display of overt emotion. He hushes you, bringing up his other hand to wipe away a tear that had rolled down your cheek. “Oh, don’t cry like that. Just take off your shorts.”

You really begin to cry now, genuine fear striking through you. You shake your head rapidly as one last plea to let you go. “No, no, please, Roman?” Losing his patience, Roman grabs you by the waist and pushes you on the bed underneath him. His hands roam all over your body, teeth coming up to graze your earlobe. “Don’t you make me ask again,” he grunts into your ear, hands having found the edge of your waistband. With quick movements, he yanks down your pajama shorts and panties, having exposed your slit, unwillingly slick with your arousal. “Shit, you’re actually wet? You’re a sick slut, y’know that? Getting off on me having my way with you…” You let out a sob of fear and pleasure as he drags a gentle finger through your folds.

You slide up to move away from him, but a firm hand on your stomach keeps you in your place. “Please don’t, Roman…” you try again, weakly, falling victim to the attention his thumb is giving your clit. You let out a quiet moan. “No, shut the fuck up and take it. Besides, why are you asking me to stop when you’re clearly enjoying it?” He drags his hand up your shirt for your tits, beginning to fiddle with one of your hardening nipples. You reluctantly arch into his touch, biting your kiss bitten lip to hold in a groan. At that, he teases your entrance with the tips of his middle and ring fingers, tracing the outside and barely dipping in. You throw your head back with pleasure. “Please, Roman?” you whine out quietly, a voice almost foreign to you. Roman stifles a laugh, so as to not humiliate you further. How kind. “Holy fuck, no way you’re actually begging me, now. Don’t be scared, just let me in.”

He shoves his digits in your cunt, causing you to cry out. His fingers reach that soft, spongy spot of your walls, causing you to flutter around his fingers and keen loudly for him. “Fuck,” you groan to yourself, eyes rolling back into your head. Roman angles his head to look at you, movements slowing down slightly. “You don’t need to beg me, sweetheart. I’m going to give you exactly what you need,” he says smugly. At that, he pistons in and out of your pussy. “You take my fingers like a fucking slut, I can feel the way your cunt mouths at my fingers,” he mumbles to himself, locked in to the way you’re being stuffed full of him. You babble mindlessly, getting closer and closer to release. He twists his fingers in a particular way and he makes you cum, loudly and pathetically. Your hips buck with reckless abandon, and your bones feel like they’ll dissolve under the extreme pressure at your core. When you’ve come down from your high you lie still against the bed, tired and breathless.

Roman pulls his fingers out of you, eyeing the way your arousal coats his fingers. He brings them up to his mouth for a taste. “Wow,” he states breathlessly, having fingered you rather aggressively. “You’re a shitty liar if you said you didn’t want that.” You remain quiet, still shocked by his initial aggressive demeanor towards you. You lean up on your elbows to look at him, dazed. “Okay, Roman, you’ve had your fun. Can I go to bed now?” He kisses his teeth, shaking his head. “No, I don’t think so. Besides, I haven’t actually had my fun until you sit on my face.” You offer a shy smile at that, hoping it will deter him from continuing to be pushy. “I don’t want to suffocate you. I mean, what if you can’t breathe?”

He sinks down on the bed so his face hovers above your pussy. His hands slide up, holding you open for him. He gazes at your glistening cunt, arousal stewing deep inside of him. “Then I’ll have to worry about that when, or If, that becomes a problem.” Suddenly, he hooks his arms around your thighs and rolls over so you’re on top of him. Even though you’re more or less the same size, you thought he wouldn't have had that much strength. He moans underneath you, sending shocks of vibrations through your clit and up your spine. You shudder with arousal, causing your thighs to shake.

“God, your pussy is so perfect f’me. Just like I imagined.” He eats you out wildly, tongue gliding through your folds and circling around your bundle of nerves at the top. You bring your hands up to hide your face out of embarrassment as you rock your hips gently against his mouth. “Hey-hey, keep your hands down, I want to see you cum.” His eyes fix darkly on you, “Be a good little assistant for your boss and take your hands down.” He sucks obscenely at your clit, causing your back to arch deeply and make you hold onto the headboard for support.

His hands slide up your hips, digging his fingertips into your flesh. “Roman, Oh God, Roman, please make me cum! Please?” you beg, still grinding on his tongue. He groans again, sending another flash of ecstasy through you. He pushes you up to get room to speak, “Fuck, be a good girl and cum for me.” Sitting you back down, his tongue flicks out again over your clit, aggressively shoving you over the edge. You shatter above him, waves of bliss coursing through your body. Your hips rock uncontrollably, unknowingly causing your arousal to spread across Roman’s face. He drinks up your orgasm, lapping at your hole as you ride out your orgasm. When you finish, you flop over unceremoniously next to him, legs going limp. Roman sits up on his elbows as he tries to catch his breath. 

You roll over to look at him and you see how your orgasm soaks his face and absolutely ruined his dress shirt. Your face blushes deeply as you scramble for an apology. “Roman, I’m so sorry about the shirt, I really didn’t mean to—”

He waves in your direction, silencing you. “Eh, it’s fine. I’ll just take the dry cleaning costs out of your next paycheck,” he says with a hint of bland humor in his voice. You pout at that, knowing that the few things he actually jokes about is your compensation. He throws a cunning look in your direction, filled with promise which makes you feel uneasy. “I guess that means you’ll have to make it up to me next time.”

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The following week, you’re back at your desk at the New York office, typing away and organizing documents. Hearing a knock at your door, you stand up and round your desk to investigate. Upon opening the door, your vision is taken up by a huge bouquet of roses, about two or three dozen you think. The delivery man, struggling to hold the heavy vase, sets it down with a huff in front of you. After confirming your identity with him, he walks away trying to catch his breath.

You lean down, noticing a small white card buried in the petals of the flowers. Opening it, reading the  tiny letters printed in the card makes you feel light headed. Round two in Stockholm next week? — RR

[sanyu-thewitch05]

Yandere! Himbo! Werewolf! x Witch! Fem! Reader

TW: forced impregnation, mind control, gore, non-con, dubcon

Kofi: Wanna buy me a coffee?

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The deep woods is your home. The animals within it respect you and often help you. The sun's light even points out the trails to walk upon. Though, after the first full moon in January, the wolf moon, things started to change in the forest. Glowing eyes would be in the darkness near your cottage. The noises of animals that filled the forest suddenly began to disappear. Clumps of hair started to appear at your front door. But the most frightening part for you is the mutilated human bodies appearing in your woods.

They were bloody and torn like a wild animal had gotten to them. Hearts were missing from their chests. But, most importantly, there were letters carved into each victim's chest. Each letter slowly spells out your name. Luckily, the new chief of the village, Aaron Flor, believes you when you say you're not involved in these murders. But he did say he wanted to speak with you at sunset, which it now is.

"Y/N, are you here?" Aaron asks, knocking on your door.

"Coming!" You reply, turning off the stove and letting the lavender scent fill the room.

You open the door and see Aaron with a bouquet of roses.

"These are for you. I found these on a bush near your cottage," Aaron says, blushing a little.

"Aaron, that bush is mine. But I still appreciate your gift," You say, placing the flowers in a nearby vase.

"Oh, that's what I wanted to talk to you about. For the last couple of weeks, I've been changing. I've gotten stronger and dumber. And I can't stop thinking of you and your…perfect body."

"Aaron, sit down. You're practically sweating buckets."

You guide Aaron to your bed and lay him down on it. You go into the bathroom to make him a cold washcloth. You place it on his head, and he grabs your wrist. He easily pulls your whole body on top of him and wraps an arm around your waist.

"Aaron, what are you doing? You're a good, virtuous man," You say as Aaron's lips draw closer.

"Hehe…your lips are so plump and kissable," Aaron giggles, his hand rubbing your ass. "Mmn!"

Aaron's peck on the lips leaves you flustered, and he uses it as a chance to undo your hair bun.

"You don't need this bun when there's about to be a bun in your oven," Aaron coos, letting a stray finger go from your stomach to your crotch. "Let's get naked. We need to start working on our family together."

"What family?! Aaron, you're delusional and need to rest!" You yell, but it's too late. Aaron is already untying the back of your dress.

It drops to the floor, leaving your naked body vulnerable as Aaron begins to undress.

"Aaron, I know you're not yourself, but we should think about this. I'm sure you'll be much happier if we have a family after we're married like everyone expects of you."

"I can marry you after filling you up and making you mine."

The moonlight seeps into the room, and you hear his bones crack. You can only watch in horror as brown ears grow at the top of his head, his stature becomes bulkier, hairier, and taller, and his teeth resemble a wolf's. His clothes tear, and he walks towards you with his now bigger penis erect.

"A-Aaron, we can find a cure for you-"

Aaron slips a digit in your panties and slices them off. He gets on his knees and takes a deep whiff of your crotch.

"I can smell your ovulation. It's so intoxicating," Aaron swoons, his long licking your pussy.

"Ah-Aaron!" You moan, tightening your legs to close him off.

"It's ok, darling. I'll make this pleasurable and as comfortable as possible," Aaron replies.

Aaron throws you over his shoulder and carries you through the forest to a dark cave that smells of musk and sex. He puts you in a nest made of bloody clothes, shredded fur, and silk sheets. Aaron kisses your neck and gently spreads your legs. You worriedly glance at his big, veiny cock, and Aaron throws you onto his hairy chest. He holds your face on his right side and places a comforting hand on the back of your head.

"It's ok. My scent will make you calmer and more prepared to be my mate," Aaron comforts, making you smell his pheromones. "Just take deep breaths, and then you'll be ready."

Forced to breathe in his scent, you take a deep breath. Your body feels more relaxed, and your mind becomes a pup and mating-filled mess.

"Aaron, you smell so nice and…safe," You comment, your hips unconsciously grinding against his crotch. "Ooohh…"

"You want my pups, don't you?" Aaron asks, his hand going to your pussy and rubbing your clit.

"Oh, yes! I would love to be your mate! I want your seed! I want it!" You beg, looking into his canine-like eyes.

Aaron chuckles and places his dick inside you. You moan into his chest, making his cock twitch.

"Aaron, please! I want it so bad!" You plead, starting to ride his dick.

"I know, sweetie! I know!" Aaron responds, leaning forward and placing you in a mating press.

Aaron begins to thrust into you, and all you can do is moan for him like a good mate. Aaron pants like a dog, and soon enough, his thrusts start to get faster.

"Take it! Take it! Take it like a good bitch!" Aaron moans, his knot growing by the minute.

"Ah! Yes! Yes! I'm a good bitch! I'm your good bitch!" You coo, your eyes rolling into your forehead.

Aaron gently slaps your cheek and makes your eyes focus on him.

"Tongue out!" Aaron commands, sticking his tongue, expecting yours to touch his.

You stick your tongue out, and Aaron gives you a big, sloppy kiss as his balls empty into you. You moan into his mouth as your orgasm rocks your body. His hands grip around yours tighten, and you mentally tap out at the feeling of multiple strings of semen entering your pussy, ready to make you pregnant.

"Oh, darling, you have a cute little bulge from my cock," Aaron teases, running a hand around your stomach.

"Ah…ah…ahaha…" You moan, deliriously staring at Aaron.

"I might as well make sure your boobs are ready for our pups."

Aaron sucks your right nipple, and a jolt of pleasure shoots through your spine. The other boob is stimulated by his hand rubbing and pulling your nipple.

~~~~~ "Aaron! Aaron, what have we done?!" You scream, looking at your naked body next to his.

Aaron, now back to his senses but still werewolf-like, quickly calms you down with a kiss.

"I told you I'd take care of you. Now rest. Your body needs it."

"But, why are you a werewolf?"

"I got bit by a wolf in the French countryside a while back. But it doesn't matter now. What matters now is our pups."

You cum at the mention of your impregnation, and that's when you notice Aaron is still inside you.

"Now go to sleep unless you want to be fucked to sleep."

"Yes, my love."

[sanyu-thewitch05]

Yandere vampire x f! reader pt. 2

Into the Woods

Unholy Matrimony

TW: Blood, mind control, vampirism, forced transformation, forced marriage, unprotected sex

REVISED: 8/21/25 Kofi: Wanna buy me a coffee?

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Nos had taken you to the ceremonial baths inside the castle and let you sink into the warm rose-petal-filled water. The water turned red from the blood on your body, and your soon-to-be husband joined you. Nos moved in front of you and lifted your head up.

"Must you resist everything I do? I promise living as a vampire isn't as bad as you think it is," Nos asks, taking a rag and washing the dried blood off your shoulders.

"Right, now instead of having a period for the next couple of decades, I get to have them for damn near an eternity. Sooo much better than living out my days and getting menopause and dying," You answer, coming down from the high and feeling angry at him again.

"Cynical villager type of response. I expected more thrashing and trying to drown me," He replies, tying your hair up.

"You can drown?" You question, letting the heat get to you.

"No, but you can believe I can if that makes you feel better about me," A flash of insecurity and worry is on his face. "Anyway, when it comes to human brides, we have a tradition where the groom gets the first taste of blood. But since that includes period blood, we usually keep the brides inside and have intercourse with them until their periods finish. It's supposed to be a very romantic and intimate thing."

"Why me? What did I do to deserve this?" You ask, facing the scarlet-stained glass ceiling. "How long did the village plan to send me to this castle, just like the other girls?"

Nos wanted to remain silent, but he couldn't lie to you.

"You did nothing wrong, my love. Your only sin was being born out of wedlock. Your village sends the first out-of-wedlock baby girl born to be our bride. They do it to scare the young adults and teens in the village," Nos explains, washing away the last of the blood, and kissing your cheek.

You cry and sink into the water. Nos holds you and kisses your sorrows away, his body practically enveloping you.

"It'll all be ok, my love. We'll get a wedding, then you'll never have to see Verano again. I'll pack up your stuff from the village and bring it here for you. Would you like that?" Nos asks, rubbing your back.

"Yeah, that would be fine," You sniffle, laying your head on his shoulders.

"I shall do it, my love. But now, we need to get ready for our wedding."

Nos carries your form out of the baths and into a scarlet room containing wedding attire for both of you. A white, long wedding dress with snowflake designs lies on the bed next to a blue cape with elegant white lining and white fur for the hood and ends. Crystal-clear shoes are next to your dress, glistening in the moonlight. You begin to put on the dress, but Nos stops you by giving a playful slap on the ass.

"Princess, aren't you forgetting your wedding lingerie? Or are you going out there stark naked underneath your wedding dress?" Nos teases, pressing his body against yours.

"I didn't see any lingerie," You squeak as Nos's fingers roam around your crotch, hoping to get a touch of your period blood.

"Oh yeah, that's right. The groom gets the privilege of dressing the bride for their first night together," Nos says, grabbing your undergarments and dressing you like a Barbie doll. "You look perfect like a defenseless lamb in front of a wolf."

Nos's mouth nears your neck, and you feel his teeth nearly prick your skin. You wince in preparation for the pain, but he moves away and holds your hand instead. He pulls you closer to him, your head resting on his chest, and you hear his slow heartbeat.

"Do we really need to get married now, Nos?" You whimper, thinking about your life in the village.

"I'm sorry, my love, but it's happening today. The date was already chosen months ago," Nos replies, rubbing your head. 

You leave Nos's arms and put on your wedding dress, cape, and shoes. You turn to him, giving Nos your best smile, even with tears threatening to roll down your cheeks.

"Let's have our wedding, my love," You say, holding his hand.

The two of you head towards a moonlit garden with a fountain spouting red water. You both take your positions, and the wedding begins. A vampire priest arrives and opens a black book with a pentagram and a cross. You and Nos hold each other's hands as the ceremony starts. You look at the crowd and see your grandma, who only gives you a sorrowful wave.

"Do you, Y/N, take Nos DeCorro to be your husband? To forever be bound by blood?" The priest asks, looking at you.

You turn to your grandma, and she can only mouth an apology for not protecting you.

"I-I do," You answer, accepting your fate, seeing no way out.

"And do you, Nos DeCorro, take Y/N to be your chosen bride?" The priest asks, earning a quick answer from Nos.

"Yes, of course, I do!" Nos exclaims, gripping your hands harder.

Nos's fangs poke out while he's smiling, and you feel the venom move through your body more.

"Then you may bite the bride!" The priest proclaims, throwing his hands up as Nos puts rings on both his and your fingers. "May the gods and goddesses bless this sanguine union!"

You try to push him away, but Nos grabs your arm and pulls you into his grip. He bites into your shoulder and drinks as you start to feel weak. Blood stains your wedding dress and drips onto the stone steps, filling the cracks.

"Drink up, darling. I know you must be thirsty," Nos says, cutting his palm with a knife and holding it up to your face.

You quickly snatch his hand and drink from it like a hungry baby. The feeling of his blood flowing through you makes arousal spread through your body.  Nos takes you into his arms, and carries you to a dark room full of moonlight. You let go of his hand and recoil, knowing you've solidified your transformation into a vampire. You feel venom pumping through your fangs, and your heart slows.

"Nos, help me," You plead to your husband.

"It's ok. You need to get your heart rate up for a couple of hours," Nos replies, putting you on the bed and unzipping your dress. "Relax, you only need to listen to what I say."

Your mind gets hazy, and suddenly you're removing your shoes and cape. Next, you're straddling Nos and grinding your hips against him.

"You're doing great, darling. Keep grinding me at that pace," He grunts, taking off his clothes and leaving himself naked.

He pushes your back onto the silk mattress and spreads your legs. You melt like putty as he touches you and feel closer to him than before. Nos kisses up your thighs and finally reaches your sex. He gently takes off your panties and gives you a fang-filled smile. Nos dives into your pussy and greedily licks the menstrual blood off you. Pleasure shoots up your spine, making you lift your legs more.

Nos thrusts his tongue in and out, making you go wild. Your moans fill the room, and your back begins to arch.

"In and out. In and out." Nos's words from earlier fill your head, making you feel his sensations more.

"Fuck, Nos, more! More! More!" You scream, thrusting your pussy against his face.

Nos lifts his head, visibly showing you his tongue slipping in and out of you. The image makes you orgasm, and Nos laps up your juices and blood.

"Oh, darling~" Nos moans, kissing you as his mouth and chin drip your blood. "Let's hurry and get to the main event before I eat your pussy forever."

"Yes, Nos," You answer, giggling as Nos moves between your legs.

Nos slips his member inside your bloody sex and slowly moves his hips. With each thrust, both you and your husband moan in synch. Both your moans are almost hypnotic, and it feels like everything is non-existent. Your newly sharp claws caress Nos's back, and it makes his thrust speed up. Which makes your walls tighten around his cock.

"Faster, Nos!" You moan, slapping Nos's ass as he thrusts.

"I'll love you like this for an eternity!" Nos grunts, lifting you to make you straddle him. "I love you!"

He bites you and starts to thrust at an unnatural pace. The feeling of his dick moving at such speeds fries your mind. You could only moan and grunt praises for your husband's performance, wildly biting your husband and beginning to ride him at an equal pace. With both of you riding and thrusting into each other, your orgasms explode at a supernatural level. You let go of your husband and cum all over his dick. Meanwhile, Nos holds your hips down and shoots his hellishly hot semen into your pussy. You collapse onto the mattress, and Nos follows you as he hasn't pulled out yet.

Your legs shake as you try to ride through your orgasm, but call Nos for help.

"It's ok, my bride. I'm orgasming t-too!" Nos moans, his body also shaking inside you.

He shoots another round of semen, passing out from exhaustion with you. Sunlight creeps into the windows as the two of you sleep soundly after your night of steamy sex. For the next three days, you two did the same thing until having such sex got tiring. So, instead, you let Nos eat your pussy under the covers to get his fill of your blood. Sometimes, the mere act of eating your blood mixed with cum sent him over the edge. You didn't even care about the village anymore when you were with him. You only want him and his touch. Luckily, Nos is more than happy to oblige with you staying in his castle forever.

[sanyu-thewitch05]

Yandere Jock X F! Bookworm reader pt 2

Graduation

REVISED: 9/6/25

Tw: manipulation, degrading language, possessive behavior, bondage, dubcon, spankings, bribery

A/N: Sorry this took a long time. Finals are coming up next week.

Kofi: Wanna buy me a coffee?

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@azoart

Brad, the jock who took your virginity in a library, has surprisingly been a good boyfriend. He cuddles you every night, gives you all the clothes you ever want, and gives you attention every day. Though you practically live at his house now. Luckily, your parents didn't know a thing since they've been overseas since you started dating him.

"Honey, I can't believe we're graduating tomorrow," He coos, spooning you from behind. "Do you have any plans for afterward?"

He hopes you'll say no. The university should've rejected you, especially with all the money he offered them if they did.

"I am going to start getting ready for college. I got accepted into my dream college! Can you believe it?" You cheer, turning towards him with loving eyes.

"Oh, I sure can," Brad replies, barely hiding the discontent in his voice.

You've been dating him for six months. You knew every little cue and behavior when it came to him. You know when he's upset about something.

"Babe, what's wrong?" You ask, placing your hands on his bare chest.

"It's nothing, sweetie. We should probably get dressed. Graduation is in two hours," Brad replies, getting up from the bed.

As much as he is possessive and obsessive, he could never hurt you. He knew how much you looked forward to going to your dream college. Even though it pains him to let you go to college around all those other drunk, handsy, aggressive frat boys.

"Ok, I call the shower first," You say, getting up and walking into the bathroom.

You turn on the shower and look at your pink, floral, and girly products next to his dark-colored, musky, and woodsy products. You are practically his wife now. In fact, you two even share everything. Although you would like a bit of personal space from time to time. Luckily, the distance between you and Brad should give you that.

"Babe, mind if I join you?" Brad asks, knocking on the bathroom door.

Of course, he can't stay away from you for long in the morning. He always liked his morning cuddles. Though most of the time, cuddles turn into something more sexual.

"Come on in, Brad. The water always seems a bit warmer when you're near," You say, opening the shower door.

Brad steps into the shower and goes behind you, his arms wrapping your waist. He presses your butt against his crotch and keeps the position. You can feel his dick press against your entrance, begging to be let in.

"Brad, can you grab the shower head? I wanna wash my hair for graduation," You tease, bending over to show your pussy more.

Brad's dick twitches excitedly, and you can feel his precum dripping onto your sex.

"S-Sure thing, Y/N!" Brad stutters, taking the shower head down and placing it between your legs.

You stand up as a jolt of pleasure goes through your spine. Brad forces you back down and masturbates as you moan.

"That's right, babe. Let me get you off."

"Brad, I'm close!"

Brad switches the pressure settings, and you go over the edge. You release and practically have to have Brad's arms keep you from falling to the floor. Brad holds both sides of your ass and places his face onto your pussy. He laps up your cum and juices, making you twitch again. You see his dick and wrap your legs around his upper body to keep you in place. He stands up, and that's when you take the opportunity to give him a handjob. You wrap your soft hands around his shaft and lightly stroke it. Brad's legs buckle a bit, then you decide to play dangerously and play with his balls, stimulating the boy whose semen you wanted oh so much.

Brad makes you cum again via his fingers, and you moan, his dick still in your hands. He cums shortly after, his hot cum shooting into your palms. You let go of his upper body and dick, letting Brad sink to the tub floor.

"You ok, babe? Was my hand that good?" You ask, giggling as Brad's eyes begin to become unfocused.

"Yes, yes, it was. That was one of your best handjobs. I guess playing with my balls made the difference," Brad says, using the shower head to clean you. "We should probably wash ourselves so we don't smell like shower sex at graduation."

"I guess you're right," You say, grabbing a pink body scrub. ~~~~~ Graduation was an exciting moment. Once you had a diploma, you began to think about your relationship with Brad.

He's a great guy. He treats me well and knows how to pleasure me. But it is very unnerving how Brad gets jealous. My pre-calc teacher still won't look into my eyes anymore. Besides, we're both going to college. Maybe we should break up?

"Y/N? Y/N! You were spacing out on me. I asked if you wanted takeout," Brad says as he unlocks his car.

"Um...takeout's fine. Your choice," You respond, getting inside and taking off your graduation cap.

"What's wrong, honeybun? Feeling hangry?" Brad asks, slipping a hand around your ass.

"It's just that we won't be able to see each other often in college-"

"I know, but we can make this relationship work."

"Brad, we should break up."

Brad slams on the brakes, and you hold onto your seatbelt.

"You want to what?"

Brad's face twisted with anger, his face flushing with blood. You've never seen him like this. He drives the car straight to his house and barely avoids the mailbox.

"Get out," Brad says, parking and unlocking his car.

You shakily unbuckle yourself and step out of the car. Brad grabs your arm and pulls you inside.

"Brad, you're hurting me!" You squeal, trying to remove his hand.

"Shut up!" Brad yells,  throwing you on the couch and locking the front door. 

Hearing Brad yell at you broke your heart. He sighs and sits next to you, rubbing his forehead.

"You're so stupid sometimes. I thought I made it clear that we'll be together forever. There is no breaking up," Brad says, holding your hands. "Looks like I have to show you my feelings again. Take your gown off."

"No. I'm not your little sex doll to use whenever you're horny or frustrated. This relationship isn't good for either of us!" You rebuttal, gently removing your hands from Braid's grip. "I love you, Brad. But I can't take the jealousy around everyone in my life anymore. I need distance. We need distance."

"We need each other. You've been pulling away from me as school started to end. We're both adults. Let's talk or work this through."

Brad wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you to his chest.

"I love you, Y/N. Please don't leave me," Brad pleads, hugging you tighter. "I don't want you to slip away from me."

You feel the air slip out of your mouth, and your eyes begin to get tunnel vision. You pass out in Brad's arms.

"I'll love you forever and forever," Brad coos, taking you into his arms. ~~~~~~ When you wake up, you're in front of a table and strapped to a chair with a soft pillow underneath you. 

"Brad, where are you?" You groggily ask, lifting your head as your vision focuses.

"I'm right in front of you! I wanted us to be close for dinner. I hope you like the spaghetti and wine!" Brad coos, using his free hand to twirl a fork. "I hope you like the outfit I provided. It's a more mature version of the one you wore for prom."

You look down and see yourself wearing a body-hugging scarlet slip dress with red lingerie underneath.

"Now say 'ah'!" Brad commands, putting the fork near your mouth.

You turn your head, but Brad grabs your chin and forces it open. You feel the fork go into your mouth. After nearly choking on the noodles, you cough.

"Brad, I'm sorry. I'm your stupid, attention-seeking girlfriend! Just please let me go!" You cry, shaking in your restraints.

Brad undoes the restraints, and you fall onto the table when you try to stand up.

"Baby, why would you describe yourself that way?" Brad asks, taking you into his arms.

"That's what I am, right? You said it yourself," You begin to cry as you remember Brad yelling at you. "I'm stupid..."

"Oh... I didn't mean any of that. I'm the stupid one. I enjoyed our relationship so much that I hurt you trying to keep it alive. You've done nothing but be the best girlfriend ever," Brad consoles, letting you cry on him. "I promise I'll make this right."

You don't know if it's the lack of oxygen or the dehydration from all the crying, but you ask Brad for the unthinkable.

"Brad, have sex with me," You say, looking at your boyfriend with teary eyes.

"What?"

"Have sex with me. I've always had sex with you because you wanted it. It's time for you to do something for me, for once."

"Y/N, I'd kill for you. You know that, right?"

"I know, and that's part of why I love you and want to break up. You can't focus your entire life around me."

"I swear you're too good for me! This'll be the best summer ever, I promise!"

Brad throws you over his shoulder and carries you to his bedroom. He turns on the light and puts you on the covers. You back up until you feel the bedframe. Brad strips till he's naked, and watch Brad crawl towards you like a predator about to pounce on its prey. His eyes are full of love and lust, and you swear there are hearts in his eyes.

"You'd better get ready because I'm going to make all of your body feel like it touched a god tonight," Brad flirts, closing the distance and spreading your legs. "Maybe a bit of nostalgic foreplay before the main event?"

Brad's hand goes to your butt and gently rubs it.

"Brad, maybe we should think about this?" You suggest, trying to hold him off as you start to regret what you asked of him.

Brad kisses your neck and cheek.

"Sorry, babe. It's too late. I'm giving you all of my love tonight," Brad replies, gently turning you onto your stomach. "Mm...I can still smell your shower gel and body scrub."

Brad peels off your panties and begins to spank and kiss your ass.

"Brad!" You accidentally moan, putting your face into his cologne-smelling pillow.

"Yes, babe, moan for me!" Brad moans, spanking your ass harder and faster.

"Ooh, I can't take it anymore!" You whimpered, feeling the pleasure build up and release.

Brad sticks three fingers in your sex and pulls them out to taste your cum. He sticks his cum covered fingers in his mouth like a hungry animal and practically shivers with pleasure from the taste.

"Brad, I-I think I'm ready," You stammer, nervous about how rough Brad is going to be.

"Don't worry, I won't get rough unless you want me to," Brad reassures, lovingly squeezing your butt.

You flip onto your back and spread your legs for him. Brad positions his hips so they line up with your vagina. Brad sees how nervous you are and kisses you as a distraction. He manages to put half of his dick inside before you notice.

"Brad!" You squeal, feeling his arms wrap around you. Preparing to begin thrusting.

"It's ok. It's ok. I'm not going to hurt you again," Brad coos, kissing down your neck.

You wrap your arms around his upper body and look into his eyes.

"Do it," You say.

Brad kisses you on the lips and puts his whole dick inside you. You both moan from the feeling, and that's when Brad begins to lose himself. Brad's thrusts start to become fast and erratic. However, you feel euphoric and want this moment to last forever.

"Oh fuck, baby! Keep going!" You encourage, moving your hands down to Brad's ass. You spank and grope his ass. "Keep going! Keep going!"

"I'm going to fill you up! I want all of me in you!" Brad moans, starting to drool like a dog. "OH SHIT! I'm cumming! Fuck!"

Brad cums in you while thrusting and eventually slows to a stop to orgasm. He cums inside you two more times and crashes on top of your body.

"Brad, that was wonderful," You compliment, stroking Brad's hair.

Brad kisses your boobs and lets one hand playfully rub a nipple.

"I'm glad I made you happy," Brad says, kissing your forehead. "And don't you worry your little head about getting pregnant. I bought multiple packs of the morning-after pill. I remember how worried you were about getting pregnant after your first time in the library."

"Great, hand me one," You say, lovingly looking into Brad's green eyes.

"Sweetie, that's for in the morning. In case you haven't noticed, I haven't pulled out of you yet. I'm not going to let any of my sperm go to waste, even if it's a wet dream."

"Brad, I love you," You say. "But you are seriously a sex pest."

You giggle and feel Brad's dick harden inside you after you say the words.

"I love you too, honeybun!" Brad exclaims, excitedly kissing you on the lips.

[sanyu-thewitch05]

Yandere! Bully! x Fem! Reader

TW: Suicide, suicidal thoughts

A/N: This piece was requested by ElinaHiganbana on Wattpad.

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It was senior year and the night of prom. Everything had been going well until it was time for the slow dance. That's when you saw your boyfriend kissing your best friend on the dancefloor. You feel tears run down your cheeks and ran to your hiding place in the woods. Now, you're sitting on the grass, looking at your pitiful reflection in the stream's water.

Maybe I was right to come here looking for a way to end it all? I always felt like I belonged in water. Maybe Adin was right when he said I'm stupid and worthless. Isn't there a beautiful estuary around here?

You take off your silver high heeled shoes, and follow the stream. You smell saltwater and start to cry more. Your feet and the end of your dress are stained brown with mud. Maybe by some mercy of a god somewhere, you'll live.

Meanwhile, your longtime bully, Adin Crossworth, is looking for you on the dancefloor.

"Does anyone know where Y/N is?" Adin asks aloud.

"She ran out of here after seeing her boyfriend locking lips with her best friend," A girl named Eva answers, sitting at a table.

Adin stomps to your boyfriend and pushes him against a wall, keeping a steady arm on his neck.

"If I find Y/N dead tonight, I'm coming to kill you and her so called best friend. Now where is she?!" Adin threatens, trying not to kill him right then and there.

"The woods. She loves the woods, specifically the stream. She wanted to see the estuary nearby someday," Your ex-boyfriend answers, stuttering.

Adin throws your ex to the side and runs out to his car. He takes off into the woods and parks in a ditch nearby the woods. He runs into the woods and follows the stream. He sees the high heel holes in the ground until they stop in a spot where moonlight hits the water.

"Y/N! Where are you?" Adin yells, hoping you're nearby.

A loud splash nearby makes all the alarms in his body ring. He sees your footprints and runs until they stop. When he gets to the estuary, he sees your dirtied shoes tucked inbetween the roots of a mangrove tree.

"No. Nononono!" Adin screams, looking for any sign of life. "Y/N! Come out! This isn't funny!"

Nothing but the sound of frogs, birds, and the stream respond to him. Then, bubbles float to the surface and pop. Adin's eyes widen, and he throws his coat and dives into the water. He desperately searches for you, and eventually, finds your body on top of a mangrove root. Adin puts you into his arms, bringing you back to the surface. He checks your pulse, and feels nothing. He immediately begins CPR. After ten minutes that felt like eternity, your eyes flash to life, and you're throwing up water next to Adin's shoes. You cough for several minutes, then focus your blurry vision onto Adin.

"Why? Why couldn't you let me leave this miserable life behind?!" You cry, tears streaming down your mascara- stained cheeks.

Adin holds your head on his chest and lets you cry till you feel better.

"Sh, it's ok. I've got you," Adin whispers, holding a gentle hand on the back of your head.

"Why? Just why?" You weep, clinging to your bully's chest. "I though you wanted me, the miserable, stupid, worthless bitch that nobody loves, gone?"

"No, I love you. I'm an asshole for bullying you, but I should have dealt with my feelings for you in a better way. I want you to be mine. I want you to feel safe and loved with me."

"Well, it looks like you're the only one who loves me now."

"I want to say that's true, but I know your family and real friends love you."

You kiss Adin, and you both makeout like it's just you in the world. Maybe it's the lack of oxygen in your brain, but you enjoy every minute of his lips on yours.

"Can you stand up?" Adin asks, holding you tight.

"Yes, I think I can," You answer, grabbing your heels.

"Great, we can go to the hospital. Once you're ok, I can take you home or do whatever you want."

"Can we get some food on the way there?"

"Of course, my love."

Adin helps you into his car, and you two drive off into the night. You two silently sit in the ER, and eventually you're in a hospital bed.

~~~~~~

Two days after you are discharged from the hospital, Adin takes you back to the woods when the night begins to shine. Your prom dress is as good as new, and the high heels are just as clean.

"Adin, I thought I told you I didn't want to remember this night," You say as you look at the moonlight hitting the stream.

"I know you don't want to remember prom, so I'm remaking it into something better," Adin says, holding your hand as he guides you to the estuary. "Welcome to what I call the Night of Lovers."

Time slows as you look at the fireflies in jars strung onto tree branches. A small boombox is sitting on a mangrove root, and there's a trail of giant lily pads leading to weeping willow on a small island.

"How'd you do this?" You ask in shock.

"I asked some of my buddies to decorate this place while you were in the hospital," Adin admits, kissing your hand. "Do you like it?"

"Are you kidding me? Yes!" You reply, jumping on Adin and kissing him passionately.

Adin spins you around a little and gently place you on the ground. He removes your shoes, and carries you princess style. He thought the wooden platforms underneath the lily pads would hold you both, but he was wrong. You both go crashing into the water, and you giggle. Adin carries you through the water, putting you on the small island. Music starts to play, and you two slowdance. You rest your head on his shoulder, taking in the smell of salt water on both of you. Adin's hand goes to your wet back keeping a firm hold. He kisses and dips you before leading you to the weeping willow with a blanket near the roots. There's a basket with two blankets.

"Adin, what's all this?" You ask, leaning your back on the willow.

"The best night of your life," Adin responds, kissing you again.

Your leg wraps around Adin's leg, and he kisses your neck. His hands pull down your zipper, and you slide to the blanket. Adin takes off your dress and his coat. He strips the rest of his clothes away, leaving a trail of kisses on your chest. You guide his head toward your crotch, and he looks at you eagerly. His tongue comes out and slowly licks your pussy.

"Adin!" You squeal, your thighs wrapping around his head.

Adin begins to lick your pussy faster, and your moans become erratic. He kisses your folds, and suddenly your stomach feels funny.

"Adin, I-I feel strange!" You cry, not knowing what to do.

"It's ok, baby! Just focus on the pleasure," Adin replies, returning to eating you out.

"Ah! Aha! Adin!" You moan, cumming on Adin's tongue.

His tongue pulls out of you, and you rest a little on the weeping willow. Adin swallows your cum, then gently tugs at your panties.

"If you want to end it here, I'm ok with that. I'm ok with anything you decide," Adin says, looking up at you.

"I wanna go further," You state, cupping his face.

Adin smiles and takes both his and your panties off. He puts you in missionary position, looking at you with love.

"Are you ready?" Adin asks, kissing your cheek.

"Yes."

Adin puts a condom on his dick, then slowly sticks his penis inside you, making you flinch. He waits for you to adjust, then puts the rest of himself inside you.

"Adin, it hurts," You cry, trying to get used to him.

"Do you want me to pull out?" Adin asks, holding both of your hands.

"Wait, no! Just give me a couple of minutes! I swear I'll be ready to continue! I promise!" You plead, making Adin sigh worriedly.

"Y/N, I don't want to hurt you during sex. I don't want to hurt you ever again."

"I know, but I want this."

Adin waits for you to be ready, then sees your head nod. He pulls out of you slightly, and thrusts softly.

"Hn!" You moan, arching you back. "Adin, more."

He stars to thrust at a moderate speed, sending you into bliss.

"Hgn! Ah! Y/N!" Adin moans, holding both of your hands.

He kisses you while thrusting, making you go crazy. Adin thrusts faster, and your body feels electric.

"Adin, I-I love you!" You cry out, feeling your high reaching its peak.

Adin stops moaning and thrusting.

"I love you too, darling," Adin says, feeling a shiver of pleasure move through his spine.

You both cum together, and stay together, for a minute. Adin kisses you, and you turn his single post sex kiss into a makeout session. Both of you leave hickies on each other, embracing your newfound love for each other.

Adin pulls out of you, and reaches into the basket for the second blanket. He places it over you, then cleans himself up. You look at him and want his touch again. You move closer to Adin, then throw the blanket on both of you.

"Let's stay here until the sunrise," You say, holding his arm.

"As you wish, my love," Adin replies, kissing your forehead.

The frogs and birds singing in the estuary lull the two of you to sleep. You fall asleep on Adin's chest with your lovely new boyfriend holding you tightly.