cw: smut, afab reader but no pronouns used, penatrative sex, rough sex, spanking, oral m receiving, semi porn without a plot, mirror sex, softishdom!euro
a/n: this is not a fic about the real life member of mayhem it’s a fic of rorys portrayal in lords of chaos!!
your fingers slid to the back zipper of your dress, zipping the first few inches before it gets stuck. you huff out an annoyed grunt before yelling down the hallway of your shared apartment.
“øystien! can you come help me?!” shouting out before arching your back to gain some space between your body and the dress. his boots make a clunking sound as he shuffles down the hallway to make it near you and mirror, “zipper?” he asks before taking in the full sight of you. his breath hitches noticeably as he notices your body against the tight material.
you pant as you’ve been struggling to just get it on for the past 10 minutes, “y-yeah.. can you hurry? I can’t keep this position for any longer.” breathing out your words.
his calloused hands tug on the zipper. while zipping up the dress his knuckles drag on your exposed skin making you hiss from the cold sensation. “there. all done. you look..great.” he rasped out.
his hands trace down to your hips to your lower stomach as he hugs you tight from behind. his head finds it way in the nook of your neck, nipping at the flesh he tickles your neck with his breathing. his hair splays down your chest.
he nibbles and sucks at your neck, bruising your skin before kissing it with softness. his nose slides up and down your neck like a cat wanting to be pet.
“haven’t worn this in forever..” he says in a trance like state, “we can be a few minutes late..” he huskily says, “they won’t mind.” his lips kiss your neck hungrily and his hand cups your ass. you crack a small smile turning around, “I’m sure they would understand.” you joke while making your hands form around his face, rubbing his cheek in circles with your thumb before going in for a small kiss. one of his hands remove itself from your ass to the back of your head. pushing you deeper.
your tongue swirls lightly onto his forming a small trail of saliva in each others mouth. his teeth bite your bottom lip before pressing you against the mirror you were previously standing infront of.
his cold hand moves to the bottom of your ass hiking your dress up, pressing his hard clothed crotch to your panties making friction as he continues kissing you. your lips puffy and swollen from the force. his huffing and grunting only becoming louder. he forces his hand between your thigh trailing it’s way up to your most sensitive area. his thumb twirling around your clit.
the metal bracelets are cold on your thighs making you shriek. he looks amused at you, before sliding your panties down with two fingers from the center.
“you can make me feel so good.. would you do that for me?” taking his hand to your lips, tracing along where they part.
you nod looking up at him eagerly with big pleading eyes.
“so good for me.” he breathed out before removing his hand from your pussy and using his hand that was tracing your lips to push your head down to his hard dick still covered by black jeans and a belt. you kiss the area then undo his belt.
you can’t help but notice his knees trembling from anticipation. as you tug down his jeans you palm his boxers rubbing through the undergarment. his pre cum wets the boxers slightly and you lick teasingly with the tip of your tongue on the head of his dick.
there’s a small opening where you can button the boxers up, you unbutton his fly to reveal his sensitive and throbbing cock. you began to slowly move your hand up and down pulling the skin up and down, making him buck.
he curses under his breath, before grabbing his dick and somewhat forcefully slides it into your throat.
you automatically suction yourself, engulfing him in a warm wet heat. bubbles of spit form around your lips after a few minutes of sucking his cock. you flick your tongue on the small tissue of skin connecting the tip to his full dick.
your body makes him twitch in your mouth. he stares at you in the mirror while your dress is hiked up to your hips and your naked pussy peaks out.
“agh.. oh fu- yeah right. right there..” he staggers out his legs unable to stay still and he fucks into your mouth. you can feel his balls tighten and a heat rising before you pull yourself off of him.
he choked out a whimper. “gah..what the fuck? please, don’t do this now.” he whines. you stand up grabbing him by his jacket before pulling him with you against the wall.
“don’t be all shy now.” he kisses your lips tenderly before twirling you by your hips and pulling your ass to him.
your hands press to the wall trying to gain balance. “augh fuck!” you mew as he sinks into you. your walls throb around him making him accidentally slam himself into you. tears form from pleasure as he gains rhythm rutting into you.
a cracking sound rings in your ears as he lands a slap on your ass
one hand was on your back and one creeping it’s way towards your clit.
you arch and can feel yourself about to come undone. he loses his rhythm before landing another slap making you cry out.
you move yourself back and forth trying to make him feel good. he bends over to murmur in your ear. “just like that.” his hair tickling your shoulder.
he pounds into you picking up the pace, his balls slapping into you as he rubs on your g spot.
it tightens one more time, heat pooling in your stomach, like fireworks you cum onto his dick, the feeling of you being too much for him.
euros cum shoots out in ropes as he pulls out and lands a string of it on your dress. you huff and look back seeing the mess he made, he lifts his head up to gain some air.
“well so much for wearing this dress.” you try to dryly joke before smiling and turning around to kiss him tenderly, meeting your eyes before he kisses you back holding you tightly
a/n: hope I did ok! first time posting smut, more to come 🙏
can you please recommend me rory blogs that are still in their rory culkin phase🥹🙏
OF COURSE, here are some Rory culkin blogs for fanfics!
warning: most of these blogs have nsfw so proceed with caution
josibunns masterlist is literally chefs kiss it’s so good and yes I did binge read all of it, it has most of rorys characters in there and i believe is active!⬇️
americas favorite baby. ౨ৎ
I believe nev is still active in the culkin community her work is SO good and has a very mature theme with all her fics ⬇️
i write smut sometimes uneducated, barely literate, dyslexic <3
liv is active and is such a good blog for lil drabbles and short reads, warning for some darker content than usual 🔥 ⬇️
ᰔᩚ ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 ᰔᩚ ᰔᩚ 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓼𝓮𝓵𝓯 ᰔᩚ
another insanely active and talented blog!!I just saw a Jack fic I’m def gonna b reading later while getting their url 😇😇 ⬇️
i just be here tbh
this person hasn’t posted any fics yet but I have seen a teaser for a Charlie one coming soon! so I think it’s be worth checking out⬇️
“my girlfriend told me she doesn’t love me anymore n I wish I didn’t care but I thought she was really cool :( ”
cw: angst, breakups, gn reader, u break charlies little heart, hurt no comfort, charlie walker being a canonical incel, throw up, small mention of blood, toxic!charlie
you n charlie have been going through a rough patch recently.
even though the relationship was short lived you felt like there was nothing else to explore with him. he always looked occupied with something else. and while you were, in his eyes his muse and reason for doing what he does. how were you supposed to know that when he keeps that to himself?
you call him up on your house phone, and the cell phone trills for a few moments before he picks up. “hi. do you think you have time to come over and talk? it’s important.” you immediately ask as the line picks up, he doesn’t respond but you can hear his movement in the background as he rustles with something, “uhh, yeah sure I can be there in 30. ah shit- somethin’ wrong?” his voice flippantly replies with a grunt. “oh-no. no nothings wrong just, text me when you’re here.” you stammer out, you were nervous. you never wanted to hurt him. “alright see you.” the line clicks as he hangs up abruptly.
you pray he takes the breakup well as he had a tendency in the past to get pretty angry at classmates either for rejecting him or not showing interest. he was cute, at first. but he could be pretty scary at times. his eyes looked so empty whenever he was zoning out in class or deep in thought at your house. and if you guys ever disagreed on the smallest thing you could see some boiling anger in him. the relationship itself was boring but at least you could say it was different than the usual guys you went for.
your phone buzzes 25 minutes later, without checking it you go to the door opening it already knowing who it is. “hey! I came as fast as I could.” he gives a small smirk before closing the door behind him, he smelled like copper, almost bloody? it wasn’t pleasant. you don’t say anything as you walk to your living room, he follows behind, his hair catching in the breeze of your fan before plopping himself on the couch. “so, what’s up? you don’t feel like talking all of a sudden?” he sarcastically jokes before noticing the serious expression on your face. he sits up elbows placed on his knees. you can see a small tinge of fear wash over him. did he know? was he biding time? he was right, you didn’t feel like talking anymore. there was a hard lump in your throat almost pushing the words out you mutter in a groggy voice, “I think we should break up.” while you were quiet, he still heard you.
his eyes flicker between relief.. to sudden betrayal, sadness, and anger..? and even though you couldn't read him anymore you could tell he didn't expect this coming. he stays silent before breathing in deeply. he looks paler alread- his throat makes a gagging noise and it looks like from the outside he threw up in his mouth. He runs over to the kitchen sink and opens his mouth to vomit up the last bit of food he could’ve had. you were in shock. grabbing a hand towel to clean him off but his shoulder nudges you off coldly. holding a glass of water for him you press it to the counter with pity and shock written all over your face. his eyes look at you with embarrassment as they become watery, and his face is red. he seems like he could cry any moment now. and he does.
he curls in on himself on your kitchen floor and trudges his fingers through his hair while breaking between sobs to go from slurred sorry's to “you fuckin’ bitch I loved you!”, you back away from the mess grabbing a tissue box and placing it next to him awkwardly as his fit grows bigger and bigger. his tantrum lasts for minutes that feel like hours before he stumbles up quickly and grabs his things pushing past you roughly somewhat violently to the door, his nose is runny and his eyes are red. he doesn't murmur a single word to you. you sigh of relief as you close the door behind him. you had thought to yourself you dodged a bullet. in reality, you had made yourself the biggest target for this stupid ghostface killing going around town. there was already a looming feeling that the next kill was gonna be its most brutal yet. and you had proved that right.
a/n: hi guys this is my first fic on tumblr! I plan to make so much more rory content for y’all, please request anything! i hope u guys don't mind my writing :))) ill post again soon
