Hi again, can you write Halloween smut of solby over hearing you talking to a friend about wanting to get d downed by ghost face while you are home alone and they make your dreams come to reality
I’ve been on a scream kick again and this has my insides TINGLING oh my god yes yes yes
∶ Summary: ask sums it up
∶ Warnings: heavy smut, swearing, drinking, drunk reader, ghostface!Solby, KNIFE!play warning, explicit dialogue, unprotected sex, oral, hair pulling, choking, creampie, other filth
∶ Word Count: 3.5k | unedited
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“You know what would be really fucking hot?” You drunkenly yell to your friend, Leslie, “Like..” you take a sip of your drink, eyes widening as you swallow, “Really, fucking hot?”
She laughs, giving you a shrug, “With you being drunk, I have absolutely zero clue.”
You point to a costume, a ghostface costume specifically, “Getting absolutely railed by someone wearing one of those.”
She turns to look over, giving you a weird look, “Waldo?”
“No!” You laugh, “Oh my god, no. No.” You turn her head, “Ghostface.”
“Ohhhh.” She raises her brows as she looks at you, “I see what you’re saying.” She tilts her head, “For a killed, that mask is one of the hottest things they could have chose.”
You laugh, “Yes! See! You get it. You get the vision.” You let out a sigh, “I just wish I could set up a thing where some really hot guy comes to my house, you know, I pretend to act scared and then he just absolutely fucks me into my mattress.”
“You haven’t got laid recently, have you?”
“No.” You sigh, laughter following from both of you.
Leslie glances at the party hosts, also your two close friends, Sam and Colby, who may or may not be eves dropping in on your conversation with her, “You know what you have to do?” She looks back at you and you look at her, “What’s that?”
“Dream until it’s your reality.” She gives you a wink, “Go get me another drink, I’m parched.” She hands you her empty cup and you scoff, “You’re bossy when you’re drunk.”
“Just be glad you’re not going home with me.” She smirks, sticking her tongue out as she walks away. You make your way to the drink counter, concocting two drinks before making your way back to her.
“Here you go, boss.” You hand her the cup and she takes a sip, gasping, “Oh that’s good.”
“Professional drink maker, at your service.” She smirk and look over as Sam walks up, “Hey.” He smiles, “Hey, you having fun?”
“Always, you?” You laugh and he nods, “Of course.”
Your eyes scan up and down his costume as you tilt your head, “I’m going to go out on a limb here and say you and Colby are.. Ghostbusters.”
He raises his brows, “Wow, you’re good.” He smiles as you laugh and you look at Colby as he walks up, “What about you? Is the other host having fun?” He shrugs, “Could be better, but ya know.”
“Sounds like you need another drink, come with me.” You take his hand and lead him away, walking him up to the counter, “So, what were you and Leslie talking about?”
“You saw that?” He laughs and you nod as you pour alcohol into his cup, “Sure did.” You smile up at him, “So spill. I’m nosey.”
“Clearly.” He chuckles, “And you’re drunk.”
“Clearly.” You mock him with a laugh and he leans in, whispering in your ear, “You’ll know soon enough, sweetheart. Just be patient.”
He leans back, giving you a wink and he walks away with his drink, leaning you utterly confused.
You go back up to Leslie, pulling her with you as you walk by, “Do you know what just happened?” She shakes her head, “No, but I will if you tell me.” She laughs and you glance over at Colby, smirking as you see him raise his cup towards you.
“Y/n, what happened?”
You blink, looking back at her, “So I asked Colby what you guys were talking about and-“
“You saw that?”
“That’s exactly what he said!” You sigh, “But not what I meant, okay. When I asked him that, he leaned in, whispered something about I’ll know soon enough, called me sweetheart and then left.”
She raises her brows, “Oh.. wow, that’s.. that’s so weird. Why would he-“
“I don’t know!” You cut her off, “Like, I mean, I liked him calling me that, but at the same time..” you chew on your lip, fighting back a smirk, “He shouldn’t do that when I’m drunk because fuck.” You take a deep breath, “I need to stop drinking.”
“So you’re saying you’d fuck Colby?” Leslie purses her lips, “What about Sam?”
“That’s such an odd thing to ask.” You fight back laughter, but end up breaking, “But yes. Him, too.”
She raises her brows, “Mm, I mean. I don’t blame you. Shocked you haven’t already.” You give her a look, “Thought about it.” You giggle, “But I don’t know if it would make things awkward.”
“Doubt it.” She laughs, “Come on. Let’s go dance.”
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It was around noon when you woke up the next day. You had a mild hangover, but it wasn’t anything you weren’t used to, especially after parties like that.
As you’re in the shower, Colby’s words repeat in your head, sparking back up your curiosity.
What did he mean by that?
What could they have possibly talked about. Did Colby like her? No, he couldn’t, because if he did, he wouldn’t have the way he was towards you right? Maybe he wanted you both?
You laugh at the thought as you get out of the shower, “Oh that’s crazy.” You shake your head, wrapping a towel around you. You walk over to the sink, grabbing your toothbrush. As you brush your teeth, you zone out, thinking about last night and how much fun you actually had.
You were interrupted by your phone ringing. You spit into the sink and hurry back into your room, smiling when you see Leslie’s name and face on your screen, “Hey, how’s your hangover?”
“I feel like death hit me with an eighteen wheeler, backed up over me, and then ran over me again.” She groans, “You?”
“I actually feel fine. I mean, I have a slight headache, but it was worse before I got into the shower. Try that maybe?”
“I can’t mooove.” She whines, causing you to laugh, “Yeah, you seemed to call me just fine.”
“Hey siri, call Y/n on speaker doesn’t really take much of me moving my body.” She laughs, groaning, “Oh fuck. I’m never drinking again.”
“You say that now.” You laugh, “Are you busy tonight? Want to come over for dinner?”
“Can’t.” She answers quick, “Dean is picking me up later, I have plans with him.” You sigh, “Fine, choose your happy relationship over your sad, lonely friend.”
You hear her laugh, “Yeah, not for long.”
“Huh?”
“Gotta go. Bye!” You hear her phone clatter to the floor, “Shit, fuck.” She laughs, “Bye.” She hangs up and you slowly pull your phone away, “What the hell?”
As soon as you lay your phone down, a notification lights up the screen. You pick it up, seeing that it’s Colby, Yo you busy tonight? You tap back instantly, Not at all, what’s up?
He replies straight away, We’ll be over later.
It wasn’t unusual for you to hang out with Sam and Colby, what was enusual was how everyone was acting all of a sudden. You felt like there was shift in how everyone treated you, and tonight, you were bound to get to the bottom of it.
Later came, and you hadn’t heard from Sam or Colby.
You texted them, nothing. Tried calling them. Nothing.
You were starting to think they bailed on, which would be unlike them. Finally when you were starting to give up, your phone rang, UNKNOWN being the name.
You furrowed your brows, tapping the green circle, “Hello?”
“Hello, y/n.”
Your heart dropped at the voice. It was changed my a voice changer, “U-uh, hi?” You bit your lip as you moved to sit up from your bed.
“What’s your favorite scary movie?”
You pursed your lips, looking around, “Oh, you know, the one where there’s a hot black and white ghost mask.”
“A little birdie told me it was you fantasy to get absolutely railed by a hot guy wearing one.. I’m here to offer you a choice, your life, or.. two of us at one time.”
You feel your stomach flip as your breath hitches in your throat, “Please don’t kill me, Mr. Ghostface, I think you already know my answer.”
“I want to hear you say it, baby.”
“I want you both. At the same time.” You gasp as your bedroom door is pushed open. Not because you were scared and didn’t know exactly who it was, but more or less because you didn’t expect them to already be in the house.
Colby lowers the phone, you can tell his him because he’s taller than Sam, his voice still disguised, “What are you waiting for, sweetheart.”
Sam tilts his head, the mask on his face moving with it, “Take off your clothes.” His voice disguised as well, “We want to see what you have hiding under there.”
You were on your feet, your hands moving like they had a mind of their own to pull your shirt up over your head.
Your eyes bounce between each of them, the fact that went to the length to do this for you makes you wetter by the second.
You push down your sweats, kicking them off before pushing your panties down to follow.
“On your knees.” Colby points a knife in his hand to the floor and you bite your lip as you walk over and drop down. You tilt your head back to look up at him and Sam walks around behind you, “Go on, baby. Don’t be shy.”
You rise up, sliding your hands up under the black robe and you feel your way around, undoing his belt and jeans before pulling his cock from his boxers. Colby’s head tilts as he watches you swirl your tongue around the tip.
Sam’s gloved hands brush your hair from your face as you slowly work your way down.
“Fuck, look at you. If I knew all it took for you to become our little slut was to dress up, we would have done this months ago.” Colby groans behind the mask and slides his hand around to push your head down onto him.
Sam steps around and you slide your hand up, eyes squeezing shut as you blindly feel around under the robe for his belt.
Colby’s hand tightens in your hair, pushing and pulling your head away from him.
Sam helps you out freeing his cock and watching through the mask as your hand runs up and down his cock, “C’mon, baby.” He reaches out, taking over the grip of Colby’s with his own, and pulling you over.
You glance up at Sam as your tongue swirls around the tip. He pulls your head in, thrusting his hips forward.
You gag slightly, eyes squeezing shut as Sam pushes and pulls your head in and away from him. Your moans are muffled and strangled around his cock.
You were struggling to breathe, but you loved every second of this.
Sam let’s go of your head, groaning deeply as he watches you work by yourself. Mouth on him, hand working Colby’s at the same time.
“On the bed.” Sam points the knife, and your heart skips a beat. You stand up, but you weren’t as quick as they wanted you to be. Colby comes up behind you, pushing you down onto your stomach.
His hands slide down, lifting and dropping down with a hard smack onto your ass.
You cry out, wiggling your hips, “Again.”
You hear him chuckle, “Again.. what?”
“Please.” You lift your head, “Again, please.”
“Now that’s more like it.” Colby speaks, lifting and dropping his hand on your other cheek, leaning a matching welt.
You whimper out, looking forward and you see Sam standing there, cock in his gloved hand as he watches Colby lift your hips upward.
You slide a hand out, your motions slowing as you feel Colby’s cock slowly slide into you. He doesn’t give you a second to adjust. He pulls back, almost fully out, and slams back in.
You cry out, immense pleasure radiating rapidly through your body, “F-fuck.” You grip the blanket beneath you, your moans coming out loud, “Oh my god, yes!”
Your eyes are screwed shut, but they open when you feel the touch of leather on your chin. You turn your head, brows furrowed as Colby’s thrusts are punishing, and he isn’t letting up. You push yourself up, but end up falling back down as you whine loudly, “F-fuck, fuck.”
Colby’s hands grip your waist, pulling you back to meet his thrusts, “Fuck.” He grunts, “You’re fucking soaked.”
You’re shocked at how fast you were already ready to come. Colby’s thrusts drive you closer and closer. That knot in your belly growing tighter and tighter.
His hand slides up your back, wrapping your hair around his hand before pulling you up. You push your hands into the bed and your eyes meet Sam, lips parting as he moves his cock go press against them.
Your moan continuously around him, sloppily bobbing your head as you try to stay focused, but with Colby railing into you, it’s hard.
Your eyes snap shut and your walls grip Colby tight as you come undone. He gives you a few more thrusts before his grip on your hips loosen and pulls out.
You’re rolled into your back and Sam, moves to take Colby’s place. Your eyes are glued to the mask, watching it turn as he watches himself navigate his way into your pussy.
You gasp, eyes rolling back as his thrusts instantly pick up, and they’re rough. Unforgiving.
Exactly what you wanted.
He lifts your legs, laying your calves onto his shoulders and you can hear him moan lowly, “Fuck.” His fingers dig into your thighs, keeping your legs close to him as he thrusts in and out.
Colby moves up into the bed, getting as close as he can to your head before reaching down to grab a fist full of your hair. You sit up, propping yourself up on your one arm as you lean over to take his cock back into your mouth.
He groans as you moan around him, your walls squeezing Sam’s cock like your life depends on it. You whimper as Sam’s hand slides down to rub over your clit.
You back arches and you moan as Colby slips from your lips, “F-fuck, fuck.” Your brows furrow with pleasure as you feel yourself coming closer and closer to the edge of absolutely ecstasy.
“P-Please. Please.” You beg, moan after moan slipping from your lips, “I- Do- Don’t stop!” You reach up, working your hand up and down Colby, “Oh, shit!”
“Come for me.” Sam pants, “Fuck, come for us.”
You whine loudly as your thighs twitch under Sam’s hold, your hand pauses on Colby as you’re guided through your high.
“Good girl.” Colby runs his hand over your hair, “My turn again, but this time, I want you to ride me.”
You nod, panting as Sam backs away.
You roll over, pushing yourself up to sit on your calves and you watch as Colby lays down. You move to straddle him, pressing yourself hands into his clothed chest as you sink down onto his cock.
“Fuck, that’s it. Move, baby.” His hands slide to grip your hips, “Don’t forget to give the other ghost boy some love, too while you’re at it.”
You turn your head, watching as Sam steps up onto your bed, hand on the wall to hold himself up.
You lean over, rolling your hips as you take Sam back into your mouth. You get into a steady rhythm of bobbing your head and bouncing on Colby, moans slipping out for all of you every so often.
Sam’s hand rests on the back of your head, “That’s my girl.”
You tilt your head back, hand pumping his cock as your walls squeeze Colby, “F-fuck, fuck.” You whimper, quickening your pace. You gasp, slowing down as Colby rests the metal blade between your boobs.
“Is.. is that real?” You breathe out, a smirk growing on your lips as he nods. You pull your lip between your teeth, brows furrowing as he slides it down towards your belly button.
He nods to Sam, “Keep goin’ baby. Doin’ so good for us.”
You lean back over to Sam, taking him into your mouth as your hips roll forward. The knife leaves your skin and Sam’s hand slips down to your throat, gripping tight.
He holds you still as Colby bucks upward and he thrusts forward. Your moans are muffled, but with how your body twitches and tenses, they know what’s happening.
Colby thrusts upward, groaning out loudly as your walls pulsate around him. Sam pulls himself from your lips, your moans immediately flying, “Fuck! Fuck!” You throw your head back, bouncing down onto Colby harder as you cum.
Mid high, Sam pulls you back and you’re pinned to the bed. His hands holding your biceps to the mattress as he slides his cock into you. Your eyes fight to stay open as you stare up at him.
His thrust start, and they’re rough.
His disguised moans mix with yours, sliding his hands down to pin your thighs down onto the bed. Your back lifts up, head rolling back as you’re now just a mess below him.
You couldn’t even form words anymore. All you could do was moan.
Your breath hitches as Sam repeatedly hits that same little sweet spot over and over. Your body sliding into coming for the fourth time.
As you open your eyes, you gasp as Sam presses the knife to your neck, “One more time, sweetheart, then we’re going to use you to get ourselves off.”
You whine in response, your pussy strangling his cock as he guides you through your high, quite roughly. Your eyes shut tightly, chest rising and falling rapidly as you feel him pull away.
You lay on the bed, breathing heavy. You were tired, your body kind of hurt. But again, you loved every second of this, and you were kind of happy it wasn’t over yet.
Colby moves to stand before you, his hand moving down to roll you onto your stomach. You don’t even get situated and he’s already slid back into you. Your lips part as your head slowly lifts from the bed, moans escaping quickly, “Mm, f-fu-“ You gasp as your hands slide over the bed, desperately looking for something to grasp onto.
Colby’s thrusts stay steady as he reaches forward, holding your head and lifting it up for sam.
You look up, eyes fighting to stay open as you watch Sam step forward. He reaches out, laying his fingers under your chin as he reinserts his cock into your mouth.
Your eyes flutter closed, moans muffed as you picture yourself in this position.
One Ghostface behind you, another in front of you.
This was literally what you wanted.
“Takin’ us so well.” Colby groans, “Fuck, almost there, baby.” He leans back, one hand gripping your thigh as the other presses into the bed to hold himself up. His thrusts grow sloppy quickly, Sam following behind.
Sam cups your cheek with his hands, groaning loudly as his cock twitches. You swallow, slowly working your head up and down to clean him up.
You gasp as Colby thrusts into you, his cock twitching to fill you before pulling out. He gives your ass a gentle smack and lets out a sigh, “I hope that’s exactly what you wanted, baby.”
You let out a satisfied sigh, “Exactly what I dreamed it would be.” You roll onto your back, looking up at Colby. He tiles his head as Sam walks up next time him. They were already redressed and ready to go. Sam points to you with the knife, “See you next time, sweetheart.”
You watch as they leave, pushing yourself to sit up. You look around, partly wondering if that just happened or if it was just a dream.
You go to stand up but your legs feel like jello. You sit back down on the bed and reach down for your shirt, using that to clean up before moving back to lay down.
A few minutes later, your bedroom door pushes back open, with Sam and Colby not dressed in their costumes entering. You can’t help but smirk, “You’ll never guess what just happened.”
“Oh yeah?” Sam smirks, “I think I have a pretty good idea.” He moves to sit on the bed and Colby stands next to him, “You good?”
You smile, giving them a nod, “Oh yeah, I’m good.”
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I feel like I rushed the end, but I’ve been working on this on and off for three days. I hope you like it. Thank you so much for reading! I love you all so much! Catch you in the next one! 🖤
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