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𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 (𝐬) ⋮ Cameron x Gender-neutral! Reader
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𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ⋮ An assortment of smutshots for the dateables that have piqued my interest!
𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐬 ⋮ Cross-Posted on AO3 | Kissing | Cam Love route | Cursing | Throat Fucking | Cum eating
𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 ⋮ This ending has really stuck with me.
Cam pulls out a positively ancient cucumber, a devilish glint in his brown eyes, you question how long it’s been there only to be silenced by the wrinkled cucumbers on your lips...
“Nonononoo shhhhhh…” Cameron hushes you, a moment ago he was with you on the floor, not now though, as you look up into his dark and soulful eyes, you know in that instance the dynamic between the two of you has most definitely changed. You prepped yourself for a joke, thanks to your SPECs, you were as ready as ever to diffuse the situation with humor–“Mmmpgh!” You feel wetness against your lips, “Cam-!? Mmpgh-?!” You allow its entrance, the moment you call out to your newfound lover, he's quick to put something in there to shut you up.
Your mouth reconstructs itself to coddle the tip safely, it's almost instinct to allow him to put it in, you look up through your lashes with your lips now fully covering the head, the wicked smile on his face only fills with determination as he begins to pat your head, “Look at you, finally shutting that big fuckin’ mouth of yours!” He chirps, there's about as much positive energy as you expect from your grungy lover.
Regardless, you're only allowed this moment to reflect on your situation before he begins to go back on the prowl.
It's weird how wet and cold it is, it's able to slip past your lips and safely onto your tongue thanks to the carpet you lay out over your teeth, it almost makes Cameron hunch over and explode in your mouth right then and there, but he couldn't allow you to make fun of him for busting too quick when he finally had you beneath him like this.
To see you, who just only seen him as a trash can, take whatever he gave to you, like you had done to him all these years.
In fact, he's tickled pink by the situation; he does nothing to hide how satisfied he is by this and desires to push you to your very limits.
You feel the way your mouth slowly widens up for him, the length seeming never-ending as he continues to take his time to shove his dick down your throat. It takes a while before you feel him graze the back of your throat. Your eyes have only become more watery now that you're stretching your mouth so wide for Cameron. Honestly, you're bewildered by the feeling of a few tears rolling down the sides of your cheeks as you feel him just playing around with your gag reflex to get more saliva bubbling out of your mouth.
“Shit, how deep does it go?” You muffle something in response, your eyes half-lidded with the feeling of his large cock just taking up space, you're unable to respond and you fear if you move your tongue you might trigger something.
You hate how high you got your fucking SPECs…
“What was that?” Cameron puts a hand to his ear to help hear you, "You're just as eager to find out how far my cock goes down your throat?”
Your eyes quickly shoot open, and you shake your head a little bit, but Cam is quick to start petting your head heavy-handedly. There's this sadistic smirk that comes back up, “Yeah? You'd love to?” You try to shake your head, yet the only thing you're given is Cameron’s hand on top of your skull, just forcing you to nod before he bares his teeth at you in a seething grin.
“Glad we were able to bond, human.”
Cameron wasted no second making sure that you were kissing the base of his cock, he's fully engulfed in all your mouth has to offer and there's nothing for you to do but take it as you gag and muffle some moans and grunts while trying to accommodate the rest of him. You weren't able to get a good look at him, your eyes now directed to his mons.
Luckily for Cameron, he still had the front-row seat to watch you take everything he was gonna give you.
There's a forest of dark brown hair, it lightly coats Cameron's belly button but gets thicker the more you go down his pelvis, and soon enough, your nose is in a sea of his hair as your chin is met with the heavy smacking of his balls.
In these moments no real words are being said, you try your hardest to cancel out your moans and whimpers every time you feel him kiss the cervix of your throat, regardless, you listen out to hear his grunts as he begins to ruthlessly fuck into your throat. It doesn't seem like he's listening to you just savoring the feeling of having you in this position, the feeling of your head in his hands is almost dizzying and now here you were getting your face fucked by him?
God, he was reeling…
You feel your throat closed around the tip of the appendage, there are soft gurgles that you'll say you were trying to fight back against it but you could stop him at any time with the Dateviators, you know it and he knows it, and yet, here you are just allowing him pound into your needy throat and praying he fills your throat up with his cum.
It's almost a mind fuck for you, you just confessed your love to your trash can, and you were still getting the hang of the glasses but you could've never expected something like this to happen…It's shocking! You could only allow yourself to bask in the bliss that was this moment, skin slapping against skin, with those hard and rough grunts as he slams his cock down your throat with a hope that he isn't going to break your jaw while he's searching for more of the power he's gotten high on.
Cameron needs this.
The way he grabs your skull and slams into you with reckless abandon in the middle of a kitchen with no care at all, it's almost thrilling for him, and before he allows himself to release his hot cum into your desperate throat he'll tear his cock out of your throat. You're quick to gag and choke from the sudden oxygen before being forced into your lungs, you gasp as your hands dart for your throat and pray that this won't kill you.
Your eyes are watery, a bit puffy from what Cameron can tell, but there's only a joyous grin as he's met by your heavy breathing and wet eyes. Trust me when I say, there's nothing he's ever admired more than that fucked out look on your face.
“Got a good break?”
You couldn't even pick your head up to respond,
Cam is quick to palm your scalp and pull you right back onto his dick, your lips right around the appendage once more as he began to
“I felt bad, thinking you wouldn't be able to breathe while you took me?” You don't respond, you only allow your skull to be thoroughly fucked as the heat between your legs becomes a slick mess that you'll most likely have to change out of before you talk to any of the other dateables.
“...the thought of you dying ‘cause you're choking on my dick?” You flutter your lashes unintentionally, you look uncaring in Cameron's eyes for a moment as if what he was saying was being dismissed when in reality you were just unable to hear anything besides the sound of wet skin slapping against skin, the sound of the tip of his dick hitting the back of your throat and the sound of your whimpers and gagging.
Cameron stops, and you watch as his face twists into anger, he's peeved you'd even try to act above him when you had his cock in your throat. “That turns you on?” You tilt your head, wondering how in the world he wants you to answer this question when he's shoving his dick down your esophagus with the proficiency of a racehorse.
“Go on and rub yourself.” You feel your head lazily fall into Cameron's grasp, the willingness only made him tighten his grip on that scalp of yours. You put all your energy into slipping your hands into your undergarments and going for your genitals. You feel the heat on your cheeks is only second to Dante’s inferno. The man barks out a laugh at you, “Go on,” You slowly pull your hand out, “Oh fuck, you’re gonna get it on Florence!” Your eyes widen, and you're quick to try and get rid of it, but it doesn't even make it an inch before Cameron snatches up your wrist.
You gasp, flinching at his touch, your eyes shoot up, and you straighten your posture as you feel all the saliva build up around the bottom of your lip and chin, you feel a drop leave your chin, and you're flooded with embarrassment as you think about the mess you're probably leaving.
You can't even think of it anymore once you are presented with the sights and sensations that await you, as Cameron’s nails dig into your wrists you feel that fat plump pink tongue roll out of his lips and makes its way around your hands, collecting as much fluid as he can with just his tongue before he slowly begins to suck each and one of your fingers.
“How many licks do you think it'll take for us to get to the center?”
You feel him on your pinky, you doubt there's something, but you can't even focus on that thought with the feeling of him going back to pumping into your throat; however, he's taking his time, just like he is with your finger…
“You're a little fuckin’ freak.”
Cam spits at you whilst his lips glide up and down your ring finger, you dig your teeth into your lips, only to forget the tip that was right there. You watch as Cam’s face scrunches, and he winces, but this whimper of pain only sounds more filthy than anything. You watch as he's quick to abandon your ring finger for your middle.
“Argh! Fuck!”
Cameron's quick to bite you back, taking his time on the middle one since it's collected the most of your fluids, the two of you only return to your positions with a split-second glare between the two of you before divulging back into the pleasure that left the two of you melting in the kitchen.
It doesn't take long before you feel him begin to quicken the pace once more, he's going, and going, and the feeling of his heavy balls practically whining at the touch of your skin almost made him empty them in seconds. Cameron's lucky you can't tell how ready he is to blow, your blissed-out expression only allows him to be more immersed before he allows this feeling to take him over once more.
The rush of his seed flooding your throat leaves you only half a second to respond to make sure you don't choke to death on your trash can’s cum.
You watch once more as he slowly pulls out of you, there are thick ropes of cum coating your esophagus as he makes his way out and you try your best to keep your closed to contain all of it, you feel his tip slowly leave your mouth and your quick to pucker to make sure none of the fluids escape.
Cameron’s head is rolled back, only low grunts and pants escape him, and as his jaw slackens from the feeling. He turns down to look at you with a softened expression. It felt like the Devil was looking down at you to grant you this one gentle bliss from what your jaw was just put through.
Lowering himself just a bit and roughly tugging you up to kiss him, you feel his thick pink tongue around yours in an instant, ignoring the cum he just filled it with just to make sure you could feel the little muscle around yours. Your face flushes as you moan into the kiss, and your lashes close in seconds as you hiccup into the kiss, his tongue takes yours down in seconds and takes the time to explore the cavern his cock was once in.
This kiss doesn't last long though, he just swirls it around yours, takes your tongue down in seconds, and wastes no time to turn away from you to face the setting sun that highlighted the smooth vanilla skin that Cam was blessed with.
You smack your lips together quietly, there are hints of you in there, but it doesn't overwhelm his taste, but you feel as if it almost complements it all, just knowing it's both of you willing to mix yourselves.
Your eyes flutter open, and you're met by the hard gaze bestowed on the brunette beauty before you. You feel his hands instead cup your face, you hope it's another kiss, and as you allow your eyes to close once more, your mouth is only met with something familiar in texture to a Kiwi.
Your mouth is now around one of his balls, one of the ones he was able to put in while he tried to stifle his laughter at your hopeful expression. Unfortunately, he lets out a snicker at the sight. You don't know how much your ego can take! “Look at you, got me turning into fuckin’ chuckles.” That's when his eyes, mixed with lust and frustration, landed on yours: “You can take more.”
And you do.
“Ugh, you got all your slobber on that fantastic red shit of yours, guess I'll have to take it off and get you changed?” You only nod meekly, you're unsure if you could imagine him fucking one of your orifices after the way he handled your mouth, but here you were, “Well since it's already dirty, we could cover it in more stuff and make it filthy .”