So I accidentally deleted my previous masterlist, but I tried to find my fics that were scattered across the hellsite anyway haha. I hope you guys like them! <3
Nervously, you swirled around the pole, hands and ankles clinging on until you gracefully swung back to the ground. Checking the time, you noticed you had half an hour until your boyfriend finished at the studio. Half an hour to rehearse your routine and most importantly text him the address of the small empty pole dancing studio your friend had suggested to you. You looked around the black room with a soft pink light illuminating it, with mirrors on one side of the room and the door opposite, and a singular pole in the middle of it. There was a chair in the corner that you would bring closer to the pole when Ethan got there, but for now, you had to rehearse.
Ethan's P.O.V
Just before leaving the studio, Ethan checked his phone, seeing a message from you which simply held an address and a x as a kiss. Confusion yet excitement gripped him as he rushed to get to the address.
Normal P.O.V
Hearing a knock on the door, you checked your makeup in the mirror, making sure it was neat and that your coat covered your outfit. Hearing an impatient second knock, you giggled and opened the door. Upon seeing his beautiful face, your nerves left and excitement took over as you held his hand and led him into the room. “What's all of this mi angelo?” he questioned. You looked up at him and smirked before pointing to the chair you had moved in front of the pole. Understanding your gesture, he sat down as curiosity took over his features and you pressed play on the music.
Love is like a bomb,
baby come on get it on,
living like a lover with the radar phone.
You took your coat off, leaving you in a matching red lace and black leather corset, with matching panties and black stockings and high heels. Your outfit, along with your dark eye makeup and blood red lipstick, had Ethan staring in shock. Usually the quiet type of person, this was quite a surprise for your boyfriend, but it was his birthday and you wanted to do something special. Putting your hand on his chest, he settled back in the chair, as you went back to the pole, strutting around it.
Sometime anytime sugar me sweet,
little miss innocent, sugar me yeah, yeah
On the word ‘innocent', you looked deep in his eyes and dropped to your knees, before stalking back to the pole, smirking at him as you went.
Pour some sugar on me in the name of love
As a dancer, the moves came naturally to you. You swivelled your hips in time to the music, climbing up and twirling around on the pole, dancing to the lyrics.
You got the peaches I got the cream,
Sweet to taste,
saccharine Cause I'm hot,
say what,
sticky sweet from my head,
my head, to my feet
You drop down from the pole, confidence taking over you as you see the look of awe and lust on your boyfriend's face as you swing your hips whilst crawling to him.
Take a bottle,
shake it up,
break the bubble,
break it up
Straddling his hips you ground down on him, feeling his growing length. Kissing his neck before nibbling his earlobe you whispered a happy birthday to him. His slight moan followed by his firm grip on your hips told you that this would be a long night, and an unforgettable birthday present.
A/n: so I actually wrote this for an assignment at school. Just got the marks back and am super proud (10/10). Please ask/dm me if you want to be tagged! 🖤
Tears pricked Dean's eyes. He tried to fight them off. He was a man, a hunter for fucks sake. Dark grey clouds swirled in the air, but for once it didn't feel like an omen. Soft raindrops fell, coating the drought-ridden landscape, running down the Impalas hood as the raindrops chased each other down the windows. The comforting smell of the old 1967 leather interior, mixed with a hint of whiskey brought a smile to Dean's lips. A tear rolled down his cheeks as he pressed a hand on your knee.
''Dean? What's wrong?'' You asked. Today's was a happy day. Sam was getting married, heaven and hell were settled. Lucifer and Michael were back in the cage, Crowley was running hell and Chuck was working with Amara to put aside their differences and run heaven together. Why would Dean cry?
''Nothing sweetheart. Nothing at all'' He tried to keep his composure, but his gruff voice broke on his last word. He had tried so hard, tried his whole life to keep his emotions at bay, but this revelation was too damn much.
He pulled Baby over abruptly a d started to sob into the steering wheel. Unsure of what to do, you rubbed your hand up and down his back, trying to sooth the tough man as he let out his emotions.
He felt like he couldn't breathe. Not because there was no air but because there was too much. He could finally have his apple pie life. His brother, his Sammy, was getting married. He was going back to Stanford to become a lawyer. He would get married, buy a house and a car of his own, and a dog, and maybe even have a few kids, who the hell knows. His brother is safe. He is happy. Cas was working with Chuck but would stay here on earth, happy. You, the love of his life, were finally starting to feel better after years of mental issues. Dean was going to propose. Not today, it was Sam's day. But soon. Soon he would marry you. He would be happy, living his apple pie life with you. No abusive dad controlling his life, no demons to kill or angels to fight, no apocalypse to stop. Freedom. For the first time in his life Dean was free to live. To be happy. To have a life that didn't just revolve around guns and alcohol.
So he cried. Heavy sobs wracked his body as he heaved for air. He had never been happy before. Sure, there were all those chicks from the bars, but never truly happy. And now he was. Now he was free. Dean winchester no longer knew what to do with himself now he was at peace, being done.
Ok folks, sheilas and blokes, this is something that's really important to me. Over my life I've been full of anxiety, and this year I've been told by so many people something super important. To live. That it's my life to live and to go out and do things! (but staying covid and generally safe). Crazy, fun, stupid things, whether it's big or small, I have to live. That after all I've been through there is life after survival and I need to take risks. The only problem, is I want to do exciting, crazy things that I will have as amazing memories and experiences, but I have no idea what to do. So I'm asking all of you out there on this little hell site. If you were/are young and could do almost anything, what would you do? What are some of your best memories? What do you always wish you could or can do? Even if you don't know me, please put some of your ideas in the notes! 💕 🌟
Besties I need help. I desperately want to write but have no idea what to write. I know I want a fan fic for a specific character but I have no plot or prompts. Please help and send any ideas my way!! Ps also please feel free to ask questions and so on in the notes :) <3
Summary: Fallen Angel Luke is in love with the reader, but doesn’t think he has a chance, especially as your boyfriend is Demon Calum, so what happens when he walks in on the two of you having sex and gets invited to join in?
Warnings: smut, oral (f and m receiving), fingering, p in v, just pwp
A/N: Hi, this is my first fanifc (and first smut lol) so please be kind! I would love if you reblogged or liked this, and feels free to message me through dm’s or asks! x
Exhausted from a long day of work, Luke trudged down the hall of your shared apartment, headed for his room.
“Oh fuck!” Hearing your soft voice moan made Luke worried something bad could have happened. Without thinking to simply call out, he rushed to your room, opening your bedroom door.
“Oh fuck Calum, that feels so good” you mewled as Calum knelt on the bed behind you, pounding you at a fast pace.
Sensing Luke by the door Calum looked up at him, his eyes flashing black as he stopped his movements to smirk at the timid angel.
“Aw angel. Cat got your tongue?” Luke didn't know what to say, what to think. “How about I make this simple for you, you come and join us, and we'll show you a good time”. Calum's smirk grew with that statement, watching as Luke grew more unsure of himself.
He was a fallen angel. He knew he would never be allowed back in heaven, not after what had happened a few years ago, causing him to fall to earth where he met and befriended you, becoming best friends and flatmates soon after. However Calum had always proved a problem, ever since he started dating you. Albeit not the most vile of demons, Cal was still dark as well as a constant dick in general. All Luke wanted in this world was you, yet here was Calum, rubbing it in his face that he could never have you.
Or could he? Yes, he was still an angel, and this was a sin if it wasn't an act of pure love, he couldn't betray heaven again, could he?
Getting impatient you start to push yourself back onto Calum's cock, desperately needing release. Watching you so desperate, practically begging Cal to keep fucking you with your soft little moans, Luke made up his mind. Fuck it. He wasn't going to back to heaven, may as well enjoy the sin.
“Can I join you?” His voice was more confident than he felt.
“Fuck yes” Calum grinned, knowing he had just tempted an angel.
Pulling away from Cal, you stalked towards Luke, hooking your arms around his neck and leaning up to whisper in his ear to kiss you. He didn't need to be asked twice. Grabbing behind your thighs, he picked you off the ground, legs around his waist as he kissed you with all the pent up passion he had been holding all these years.
When you both ran out of breathe he lay you on the bed, kissing down your body.
“You're so soft and gentle compared to Calum, Lu” you murmured as he kissed your neck.
“You deserve to be worshipped y/n. You're a queen but uncrowned.” You moaned at his soft words, words that coming from an angel felt like heaven itself. Getting impatient, Calum joined you both on the bed.
“How do you want this babe?” The sound of Calum's voice mixed with Luke's kisses caused another involuntary moan to escape your lips.
“I want you in my mouth baby, and I want Luke's mouth on my pussy” Luke froze at your dirty words. Was he actually doing this? Looking up at your soft face, he knew he would do anything for you. Cal chuckled at Luke's concern before gazing intently as the angel kissed his way down your body.
Shuffling into an easier position for the three of you, you lay your head off the bed, ready to take Calum in your mouth as Luke hooked his arms around you thighs, staring at your wet pussy.
“Luke, please. I need you to touch me.”
That was all it took for Luke to dive in, lapping at you like his life depended on it. Before you could cry out at the feeling of such intense pleasure, Calum tapped your lips with his cock before pushing into your mouth and slowly thrusting in and out as you swallowed around him. Luke slowly slipped a finger into you, which soon became two fingers, pumping into you whilst sucking your clit, swirling his tongue around it. That mixed with Calum's cock in you mouth had you embarrassingly close.
“I think our little slut is close, angel. If you keep going like that she'll cum.” Smugness mixed with pride laced Calum's voice as he kept fucking your throat.
You couldn't hold back anymore. The mix of Calum in your mouth and Luke's mouth licking and sucking whilst he fingered you was sheer bliss and you came hard, as Luke and Calum kept going, working you through your first orgasm of the night.
Breathing heavily, you shrugged the angel and demon off you, needing to catch your breath.
“I think we did well angel, but if you think that was fun, just wait 'til your inside her. Wet walls fucking squeezing you until you think she'll burst, but so needy she keeps going anyway. Why don't you give it a try? See if you can really fuck her, give in to your desires, give her what she wants.” Eyes flashing black again Calum stared at Luke, challenging him, tempting him. And fuck if it didn't turn both of them on. Luke knew he'd fell from grace, that going down this path he would just keep falling, but the way you rolled your hips whilst staring at him had him ripping his clothes off in record time, ready to give in.
Hovering over you, Luke lined himself up at your entrance, staring into your y/c eyes, hardly believing what he was going to do. Leaning down as if to kiss you, he softly asked.
“Ready love?” Even in such a sinful setting, he was still such a sweetheart. That's one of the things you loved about him. You'd kept it a secret since the start, never believing that an angel would like you, never thinking you could love both an angel and a demon, but here you were. Lying naked on your bed, having Luke kiss you so passionately and speak so softly, about to have sex with you, whilst Calum stood there, watching on the sidelines as the angel fell for you further.
“I'm ready, Luke.” That was all it took. Kissing you gently, Luke eased himself into you. You gasped at his size but moaned when you heard Calum whisper “oh sin again bright angel”.
Hooking your legs around Luke's waist, you curled one hand in his golden hair and the other in the sheets. You rolled you hips, signalling to him that you needed him to move. Slowly and carefully Luke started to thrust into you, groaning when you clenched around him.
“Fuck” he whispered more to himself, but Calum heard.
“Feels good doesn't she? That feeling of holding her close as you pound into her, wet walls clenching just for you. Well, and for me of course. Knowing that the little slut is so needy and desperate, that she would do anything for you. And trust me when I say anything” He caught your eye and winked. “You don't know the half of it Lukey.”
Something about the nickname ignited something in him. Soon Luke was pounding into you, almost as fast as Calum had been earlier, yet somehow he still held you with a gentleness. Looking over at Cal, you knew you needed him, and from the looks of his rock-hard cock which was leaking pre-cum, he needed you too.
“Calum, I need you too. Please. I want to make you feel good, want to make you cum baby.” Without missing a beat, he was in front of you, cock in your mouth thrusting into you in time with Luke. The feeling was that of heaven, but the sounds of both theirs and your moans was that of pure sin itself. You could feel yourself getting closer and closer to that edge fro the second time tonight, and evidently Luke could too, as his hand which had rested on your hip, was now sneaking its way between your legs where it had started to rub your clit. With Luke inside you and Calum in your mouth, let alone the feeling of Luke's fingers on your clit mixed with Calum's groans, you scream around Cal as you came harder than you ever had before.
Working you through your orgasm, Calum pulled out and after a couple of pumps came all over your chest as Luke came inside you, eventually pulling out of your over-sensitive pussy.
Catching your breathe you saw Luke smile contently, only to have Calum gather a towel to clean you up.
Unsure of what to do now, Luke decided it would be best to clear his head and take a shower to clean up. Before he could go though, Calum reached out, grabbing his wrist to stop him.
“Where are you going?”
“I'm going to take a shower. Clean up.”
“You didn't think we were done, did you?” Calum raised an eyebrow at Luke.
Luke knew he'd fell from grace, that with them both, he would keep falling. There was only one thought left in his mind; if walls could talk, he hoped they wouldn't say anything. Especially after tonight.
For some strange reason I’m actually really hyped to write and in a good writing mood, so if anyone has any requests, ideas or plot and stuff like that I’m happy to write! Also get ready for a few one shots that I’ve had as wips for a while <3
