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me and him (he doesn't exist)
your nerd!boyfriend gets horny when you're reading ♡ (18+ mdni)
you're perched up on your bed, reading a novel.
but your nerd!boyfriend is getting way too needy. the poor guy.
is it even his fault, though?
your elbows are unintentionally squishing your tits together. and every time you flip a page, your tits bounce ever so slightly, your nipples peeking through the thin tank top you're wearing.
your thighs are folded up towards your chest, and he can swear he sees a bit of your panties through your loose shorts every time you change your reading position.
and gosh. you're reading. that's the hottest thing he's ever seen you do.
the way your eyes scan each page. the subtle shift in your expression every once in a while.
he's leaking. literally. his cock is so hard that it's almost humiliating how horny he's getting just from watching you read. he can feel the pre-cum drenching his underwear.
you're still reading, oblivious to his predicamental situation, when all of a sudden, you hear a whimper.
your eyes shoot to him. and then you see it.
the giant wet spot on the front of his sweatpants. the silhouette of his fat, hard cock glaring at you through the grey fabric.
the tips of his ears turn a bright pink, colour rapidly spreading to the rest of his face.
'"uh- i- i'm just- i didn't mean to-" he stutters in a fit of embarrassment.
"do you enjoy watching me read?" you question him with a smirk tugging at the corners of your lips.
his eyes frantically search the room for a way out of this direct interrogation.
"i- no, n-no, it's not that, i-"
your book falls onto the bed with a soft thud as you lean forward to grab a hold of his twitching dick.
he whimpers.
you flash him an evil smile as you tighten your grip on his shaft, squeezing it in your palm.
the whole of his body shudders and a needy moan escapes his flushed lips, his eyelids shut tightly against each other. more pre-cum oozes out of his tip, imprinting itself onto the fabric of his pants.
"are you sure about that, baby?"
he gives in to your torture.
"i- y-yes, i'm sorry, y- you-re just so sexy when you read. so smart. i c-can't help it. it makes me so h-horny."
and the way he looks at you with such innocence. such helplessness.
gosh, you were gonna have so much fun with him.
"what else? go on."
you begin stroking his shaft through his sweatpants, squeezing it in your palm tighter by the second.
"ahn! f-fuuuuuck, i- i just couldn't stop thinking about y-you riding my c-cock and letting me cum in your p-pussy-"
your pace grows more rapid, your own wetness becoming evident to you.
"yeah? you wanna cum in mommy's pussy? wanna see my tits bounce while i fuck this beautiful cock?"
"y-yes. very, i-"
clearly, your dirty talking is enough to make him finish. his cum spurts out of his clothed cock, making the whole of his sweatpants milky and wet. his body convulses sporadically as he lets out a series of high-pitched moans.
you tut dramatically.
"tsk, tsk, tsk... look how much you came. is that how badly you wanna be inside me?"
he nods rapidly, his chest heaving and his heart pounding relentlessly.
"aww... well, here's the issue. you interrupted me right when things were getting interesting in my book." you do a fake pout. "and, well, i need to know what happens next." you whisper hotly into his ear.
"but i don't want to leave you like this. you're just so cute."
you pin your index finger into his still heaving chest, using the minimum force to push him flat onto the bed. and then you slide his pants down just enough for the whole of his lengthy cock to spring free. some of the dripping cum splashes onto your fingers.
"so, here's what's gonna happen." you say as you slip off your own shorts and situate yourself on top of his waist, hovering barely a few centimetres away from his erect dick.
he trembles beneath you, the closeness of literal paradise - your pussy - sending him off the edge.
"you're gonna read to me. loud and clear."
you hand him the book.
"meanwhile, i'll ride your cock. have i made myself clear?"
his timid hand grabs a hold of the novel while he lies there dazed, completely drunk in anticipation.
"page 269." you enunciate slowly.
and then you slide down onto his quivering dick.
a loud gasp escapes his lips. his breathing quickens and he shuts his eyes, desperately trying to stop himself from cumming so soon.
you're sitting smack on his fat cock now, your hands resting on his abs. your pussy juices slowly dribble down his thighs and you roll your head back at the full feeling.
"page 269. read. or i'm not fucking you."
"y-yes mommy, i- i will read."
he shuffles - more like struggles - to find the right page.
he begins reading. slowly.
and just as slowly, you raise yourself on his cock, until just the tip is teasing your clit. then you sit back down on him with a gentle 'smack'.
his eyes shut tight and his words become frenzied until they sound like mere gibberish to you.
you force him out of his breathy stupor by roughly grabbing his balls. you give them a squeeze.
"read. properly. i need to be able to understand it. read loud and clear for me."
he nods in submission and resumes.
he's still having a hard time but at least he's trying. and are you actually paying attention to what he's reading? maybe. maybe not.
you're just getting off on the way his voice keeps shuddering and trembling. his sudden gasps. his incoherent bumbles. his soft moans. the high-pitched noises.
and his cock. his perfect cock that stretched you out oh so well. his tip kisses your cervix, turning your stomach into a knot.
as you grind on him, you lift your thin tank top to reveal your plump breasts bouncing in tandem with your hips. you scrunch up the top there, leaving your tits on full display for him.
his eyes look away from the book - that he was trying to mumble as a prayer - and his whole body tremors. his words turn into voiceless gasps.
you smirk and play with your breasts, squishing them and pressing them together. and then you have the audacity to increase your pace on his cock.
you're now full-on bouncing on him, your tits jumping in the air vigorously before him.
'i am not letting you cum if you don't read for me."
"y-yes! i'm sorry- i- i'm reading, i'm reading. just p-please let me cum. please-"
"good boy. you like what you see? you like it when i squish my boobs like this?"
he nods vigorously, trying to focus on the stupid words of the book at the same time. but lord oh lord, he is miserably failing.
you can feel his cock twitching inside you. he's close. and so are you.
"and you like it when mommy bounces on your cock like this?" you go even faster now. the sounds of skin slapping skin - a rhythmic 'smack, smack, smack' - reverberating through the room along with your boyfriend's incoherent, strangled words.
"y-yes, i love it. i love it when you ride me- ohh fuuuuccckk, please let me cum!"
"not if you stop reading." you gasp frantically.
he's gonna cry. and he almost does. tears prick at the corners of his eyes because you're being so mean to him. making him read that stupid book when you're bouncing on his dick like the goddess that you are.
but he wants to cum so bad. and so he somehow finds it in himself to keep uttering the words he's barely able to comprehend anymore.
you ride him even faster now. your eyes are rolling back into your sockets, your grip on his chest harsher. the bed creaks below the weight of your combined bodies, and you come.
you moan loud and deep. "fuck! cum in me right now. cum in my pussy! oh, fuck!"
and oh he does. thick ropes of cum shoot into your warm cunt, kissing your clenched walls. his whole body quakes and he lets out a series of anguished moans, his fingers digging into your thighs.
some of the white goo oozes out of your hole, onto the base of his cock. and he lies there, spent and grateful.
you raise yourself off of him ever so slightly.
and when you bend forward, pressing your tits into his face, blood rushes to his crotch. again.
you smirk at him devilishly.
"oh, we're not done yet. want you to fill me up even more."
this time, you sit on him reverse cowgirl style so that he can see exactly what's happening. the way your bodies connect. how your hungry pussy engulfs the whole of his length.
before beginning your sweet torture, you look back at him, smilingly.
"oh, and- continue reading where you left off, yeah?"
he is a dead man.
Socially awkward boyfriend who doesn’t know what to do when hot!reader gets hit on. He’s just standing there like “Sorry.. erm we’re dating actually” whoever is hitting on you assumes you’re just friends because he just looks like a complete nerd. In comparison to the model next to him. When you two are alone however, he’s a completely different person. He’s comfortable, he rants, gets excited over small things, showers you with love and praises, just showing all his true colors. And that’s who you fell in love with.
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── ★ WHEN DID YOU GET HOT? jock top m!reader x bttm nerd ⭒
⌗ hero ⋆ spider/moth/mantis hybrid ⋆ nerd oc
the last thing you'd expected when entering university was for the old highschool nerd to have gotten so pretty. not just that- but grow an attitude too. seems he has a need to make your life a living hell once he realises you're staring a bit too much.
⌗ cws... nerd x jock trope ⋆ suggestive ⋆ brat taming ⋆ college dynamics ⋆ strong language ⋆ he is suuuchh a brat
featuring ⢷ rishen herrera 781
char analysis ⢷ the kind, preppy nerd by day & fearless hero by night. a fusion of a spider, moth & mantis.
mission brief ⢷ omg a rishen series? a rishen series.
Rishen in highschool was that kid that was always just a mess. He was awkward, incredibly socially inept, unable to work well in group, and above all? A know it all. Fumbling with his notes and dropping flashcards all over the place. He was weird, to say the least. Most stayed clear, you included. As sport's captain you weren't too concerned with a stumbling nerd who couldn't even keep his glasses from falling off of his nose.
. . . but who the hell knew that all that would change in university? When the hell did Rishen Herrera get so hot?
You transferred to the city's university and the first thing you saw during your first day in class wasn't stumbling, or even fumbling weirdo— it was a self-assured, neat, frankly confident pretty boy and a smile that put the sun to shame. A red-knitted sweater vest with a finely pressed white collared shirt neatly laid over brown slacks. And to top it all off? Rimless, round glasses perched atop his curls. Did you mention that smile? That cherry tinted lipgloss? Wait— fuck, was that lipgloss?
While you were in heavy denial that this was the same boy you knew in highschool, you heard one of the girls in the front row call his name with a grin. And instead of fumbling. . . he merely smiled even brighter and waved. Once, twice, a greeting to more people than you could count as he made his way up the benches to the one of the few empty seats left. . . directly next to you.
"Oh, hey, are you new here?" He smiled at you. Smiled. And you knew in that very moment that you were oh so severely screwed.
Wait.
Did he not recognise you?
"I. . . uhm." You couldn't remember when last you fumbled. "Hey, Rishen. . . Remember me?"
But all he did was tilt his head. Furrow his brows and hum in thought. His little shrug left your heart frozen. How the hell couldn't he remember you? The highschool's golden boy?
"Highschool?" He mused at your reminder, fixing his glasses back over his nose and barely sparing you a glance as he tapped his holographic screen into view. As if you were far less important than his upcoming equations.
"Yeah, no wonder I don't remember you." He chuckled.
And what.
The hell.
Was that supposed to mean?
You would have brushed it off. Wouldn't have cared. Not as much as you were right now. If you hadn't seen the telltales of a smile. No. Not a smile— a smirk. One you hadn't quite seen from him, but one that you in all your fuckboy glory knew more than anyone.
Hold on. Was the weirdo turned pretty boy hearthrob. . . Fucking with you?
House of Cards - oneshot preview
pairing - rich yandere! gojo x nerdy! darling
summary - You're a top notch scholarship student at the most elite private university there is, when he lays his eyes on you and becomes obsessed - you're so pretty writing that equation wrong on that whiteboard. <3 What do you do when your scholarship is on the line due to you getting just ONE C? (couldn't be some yandere psycho messing with your grades, ) You get the Dean's son and the top student in the entire college to help you out. What will you owe him in return?
warnings - Heavy yandere, explicit sex, oral, fingering with nerdy precision, reader is baby girl hehe, anatomy lessons by the top nerd in the school, spying, videoing w/o consent, masturbation - a bit of a mind fuck tbh // college au - 12k wc
This is only on the patreon! It's a oneshot commission piece from @chewiebee!!! Tis' right here, lovess!
Preview below <3
“So up here, what’s this artery?”
“Coroted,” you answer, letting the plastic slip down your vein, he smiles approvingly, the backs of his fingers brushing your skin. “Is that right?”
“That's absolutely right,” he leans down, drawing an imaginary line across your tummy with a marker, slipping up under your ribcage. You gasp at the sensation of it pressing. “What else is over here?”
“Um… kidney?”
“No, they’re back here sweets,” he gently tickles your back, you giggle a little. “So sweet, aww.”
“Intenstines?”
No, your guts.
He’d fuck them up soon enough.
“Yes, that’s part of here. See, it helps a bit to have your own body, yeah?” You nod nervously. “Hmm… such lovely anatomy.”
Your breath catches in your throat as he slips the marker up lower, it's quiet in the room save for the sound of your heart pounding in your ears. His lips curl up just a bit in a smirk, his blue eyes glinting, he licks those lips and makes them glossy, while he presses you back a bit.
“This, what do we have?” You hesitate, biting your lower lip.
“That would be my pelvis,” he chuckles just a bit, working it lower.
“Yeah that's correct, what else is here, hmm?”
“Ovaries…” He hums softly, you swear they’re on fire, one of his hands pressed against the floor on either side of you.
“You are a good girl,” you feel your face heat up, getting flustered at the attention as his hands slip up under your sweater a little higher bearing more skin to its blue gaze. “And what about here?”
His marker starts slipping under your belly button just a little lower, revealing the skin underneath your sweater, yet all you can do is let him, you want him to. You feel the pressure there, tightening in your core, you heat up thinking of him touching you more intimately. No marker, no teasing, those long fingers dancing across your skin, it’s something you haven't even done.
Why can you envision so vividly in your brain?
Him touching you everywhere with this marker, tapping you just a bit with a curious look. “Asked you a question, be good and answer me.”
Fuck.
How could you focus on school like this?
“Oh, that would be my uterus,” the words make you ache more. “Right?”
“You know this already, look at you.”
“Maybe it’s easier with these examples…” you admit, breath coming out in a shaky little mess when the marker sits right above where your cunt is over the thin material of your skirt. You hesitate, biting down on your cheek, unsure of what to do or what to say.
“And here?”
Your thighs press together, trembling as your entire body is lit on fire from a fucking marker, you know you’re soaking your panties, you can feel the damp spot growing. Your hands grip the soft carpet underneath you, eyeing him as he lifts your skirt higher, tapping your thigh with it.
“Spread them,” you comply so quickly it makes him almost cum, how easily submissive you are to his soft command. “You listen so well, it must be why you’re such a good student.”
You can’t talk, just spreading them wide for him now, and he can’t bite back the soft moan that escapes when your cunt is in his field of vision, it’s not some lacy little panty or thong like he’s seen before. No they’re simple and cotton, a light pink that’s soaked dark from your arousal. He leans low now, aching to lap up your juices – knowing he can’t just yet.
It’s cute you’re this wet from nothing, but he needs more.
He needs you begging to take it. He’s so sure in this moment you’ve don’t nothing, it’s your body language really, innocent and fucking pure, despite the depraved things he can’t wait to do. Fuck every inch of your body – your mouth sure, your cunt of course, but so much more.
Fuck you between your pretty, soft tits, then slide his cock between the plush of your thighs, spurt his cum all milky on your face, your neck, your tummy. He wouldn’t stop there either, no not until every hole was so full of his cum it was leaking – your ass, he bets it’s so tight – maybe even the pretty soles of your feet that are near him.
Every inch.
- extra credit -
- no-callerid0 -
To put it plainly, Ellie Williams was a complete and total loser. Obsessed with Spider-Man, hopelessly devoted to dinosaurs, weirdly good at soccer, armed with nerd-like brain power and somehow still failing biology. Why? Because you sat three rows in front of her.
Everyone on campus knew your name. How could they not? You glided through the halls in kitten heels and lacy bras that pushed your boobs together in a way that made Ellie foam at the mouth. Of course, you had never even spoken to the girl, but you did notice the way her demeanor shifted around you.
You’d be lying if you said it wasn’t a little entertaining. Watching her squirm, watching her pretend you didn’t exist when you clearly did. Still, you never gave her much thought. She was just another face in the crowd.
That is, until the two of you were paired together for an extra credit project.
And suddenly, what had always been a one-sided fixation began to shift into something messier. Something unexpected.
Because you were the pretty girl. You had the perfect boyfriend, the perfect life. There was no universe where you’d fall for a loser like Ellie Williams… right?
rating: 18+
status: ongoing
- cheating, smut, reader's lowky a bully, i'll add more as i continue to write
pairing: loser!ellie x meangirl!reader (my absolute favorite :)
a/n: yes ellie does have glasses in the story i just couldn't find a good photo of her with glasses just in case anyone was wondering💀. also once i finish this series ill be posting it on ao3 and maybe wattpad so if you'd rather read it on there dw :)
also, what inspired me to write this was @boricuasirena25 's Nerd!ellie x popular reader headcanons and oneshots so a huge shoutout to her and definitly go check out her page and her works cuz they are soososoos good.
EXTRA CREDIT; chapter one - coming soon
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