For those who don't contain a vast knowledge of Green Day lore like myself, I don't think it is hitting just how much of a "fuck you" the NFL is giving djt/the white house.
This is a band that is:
Made entirely of openly bisexual/queer men
Made entirely of men who are vocal about being raised by single mothers on welfare
One of their members was adopted and raised by a Black Native American woman and has said he "understands how his mother could hate 'the white man' and love him with her whole soul."
Were the first band to say, "No Trump, No KKK, No Fascist/MAGA U.S.A." on live television without ANY warning.
Literally released a song last year called, "The American Dream Is Killing Me"
Prioritizes all female/female fronted bands to open for them to address inequality in the music industry. (edited for clarity since yall blew this post up. Lol)
OPENLY tells trump supporters they are not welcome at their concerts.
Anyway, Enjoy Feb. 8th Magats! You're gonna hate it. :)
It’s crazy to see Hispanics working for ice like baby the call is coming from inside the house. At the end of the day they will try and deport your ass to and if you don’t believe it there’s something wrong with you
Harriet Tubman said this quote and I think it fits in away
“I freed a thousand slaves. I could have freed a thousand more if only they knew they were slaves.” – Harriet
They way they truly don’t see what there doing as wrong and that they are apart of this institution that’s ment to belittle them and them but now they “work for the right cause” hunny your a house slave every person of color that works for ice is one, and it’s crazy they can’t see that this people don’t like you the don’t care about you, you are just a body a number replaceable nothing more and will always be less to them
I always forget there are maga people on tumblr, this doesn’t feel like a website you’d find them on, so to keep them away:
Reblog if your blog is a maga free zone because if it wasn’t clear enough fuck ice, fuck maga, fuck Trump, Fuck Rowling, and fuck all the other bigots I missed
18+, minors dni, explicit sexual content, cheating
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“Hey babe, I’m gonna say hi to the boys real quick. You good?” your boyfriend Tim says quickly, kissing your cheek and jogging away before waiting for any response.
Classic.
You glance around you, taking in the scene of your basic college party, searching for any of your friends.
There are way too many people, and the dark room is filled with cigarette smoke and flashing lights from the dance floor, eliminating any chance of finding a familiar face.
You turn around and slam straight into a hard chest.
“Shit, sorry sweetheart.” the guy drawls, his tone sweet and low.
Oh, fuck. I know that voice.
You look up to see Billy Hargrove, your ex-boyfriend from senior year of high school. Blue eyes, dirty blonde curls, a cocky smile that makes panties drop within minutes.
“Billy.. what are you doing here?” you mumble, crossing your arms across your chest, trying your best to avoid his gaze.
“I just transferred here.. I thought you decided on NYU?” he says casually, his eyes roaming your body, making your cheeks turn pink.
“I did at first.. I changed my mind but um.. I should really get going-”
“Do you wanna dance?” he interrupts, his tone is smooth like honey.
“Oh, I can’t..” you reply automatically, finally looking up at him again.
“Can’t what? Have fun?” he chuckles, a gleam in his eyes as he looks you up and down again. “I’ll behave, promise.” His magnetic smile draws you in, completely blocking out the rational part of your brain.
“Maybe just one dance,” you whisper and Billy smirks down at you, slipping his arm around you, his hand resting on your lower back as he steers you towards the crowd of people.
What am I doing?
He guides you to the middle of the floor and you spin towards him, bringing your arms around his neck as his strong hands land on your waist. The feeling of his hands on you immediately making you have flashbacks to your time together.
His fingers, his lips, the way he had pleased you like no one else. His toned body, that tongue, his sounds as you went down on him. The man was delicious.
Your body leans into him, nudging closer, feeling him warm against you. You sway to the music, his fingers making small circles on your lower back as you move against him.
You can smell his familiar cologne as you lay your head on his chest, you pull away just a bit and his strong arms flip you around, your back now pressed against his chest.
“You look beautiful.” he burns in your ear, his warm breath tickling your neck.
“I have a boyfriend.” you push out forcefully, more to remind yourself than anything else.
“I know,” he replies nonchalantly, pulling your hips even closer to him, your ass pushing into his crotch.
Your eyes fall shut as you start to move your hips, grinding against him, causing his fingers to dig into your waist. He grips tightly, guiding your ass in a circular motion.
You lean your head back on his shoulder as his hands slip around to the front of your waist and you reach down, placing your hands on top of his as you continue to roll your ass into him.
Everything else fades away as the two of you dance together, your bodies grinding against each other in the darkness. His fingertips grazing your thighs, yours running along his chiseled body, sweat glistening on your skin.
Small moans coming from both of you as you tease each other relentlessly. Both of you aching for more.
“You wanna go somewhere a little quieter?” Billy’s voice is urgent in your ear as his thumb brushes across your nipple, causing you to inhale sharply.
Fuck… I really shouldn’t. Where is Tim?
“Okay.” your mouth spits out instead. Billy grins as he takes your hand again, pulling you back through the crowd, and down the hall into an empty bedroom.
You hear the door lock before he turns back to face you. His unbuttoned shirt showing every muscle on his perfect body. His hair is damp with sweat. Your eyes fall lower to see a bulge in his jeans making you throb at the thought.
He steps closer bringing his fingers to your arm, mindlessly running them up and down softly.
“I- I really do have a boyfriend.” you stutter as your breathing begins to get shallow.
“I know..” he says again, looking down at you with his piercing blue eyes. His lips curl into a smirk, his fingertips still tracing up your arm, making your entire body feel tingly.
“So I can’t sleep with you.” you breathe softly, your heart pounding in your chest, every touch from him sending your thoughts further and further away from any sense of loyalty.
“Okay, baby.” he rasps, his face getting slightly closer to yours.
Fuck.
“Billy?” you whisper, his lips mere inches away, everything in you wanting to give in, to kiss him, to taste him again. Immense pleasure right at your fingertips.
“Hmm?”
“No one can know.” you speak the words without thinking. You couldn’t help it. The only thing on your mind was his lips on yours, his body pressed up against you, the way he felt inside of you.
Billy lets out a quiet chuckle, his firm hand moving to your hip.
“Our little secret?” he raises an eyebrow and you nod, stepping closer. Your heartbeat quickens with every movement from him.
“Look, I am sorry about that other shit..” he starts, his hand still resting on your waist.
“Billy, I don’t care about that. Just fuck me like you used to.”
“Yes ma’am.” he groans deeply, picking you up suddenly, slamming you against the wall making you laugh breathlessly.
“Did you miss my cock, baby?” He murmurs deeply in your ear.
“Yes.” you breathe.
“You need me to take care of you?” he mumbles into your neck just before his mouth meets your skin making a needy moan fall from your lips.
“Yes, Billy.” you whine as he carries you towards the bed, tossing you down before stripping off his clothes as you slip out of your dress.
He lays on top of you, his weight pressing you into the mattress as his mouth meets yours in a hungry kiss. Your tongues dance together wildly, swirling and twisting. Your nails rake down his back as his tongue licks down your jaw, sucking and biting along your neck.
“No marks.” you say hurriedly and Billy just chuckles against your neck.
“No marks, baby..” he mumbles before his lips meet your skin again, planting soft kisses down your chest.
His teeth bite gently on the curve of your breast before he makes his way to your nipple, biting down, drawing it into his mouth, flicking his tongue back and forth making you moan loudly.
You figured this would be a rushed hookup but you should have known better. Billy had always taken his time pleasing you and fuck did it feel good.
One of his hands move to your other breast, massaging gently, his other slides down, slipping into your panties, teasing your pussy.
“Billy..” you moan, lifting your hips and arching your back, craving more from his fingers.
Billy continues to tease you down below, barely stroking across your slit as he releases your nipple from his mouth, moving to the other, sucking and licking before biting down, making your body jolt.
“More.. Billy.”
He grins and bites down harder, pulling the soft bud in his teeth making you gasp in pleasure.
“I wanna taste you.” he hums deeply, taking his time, trailing wet kisses down your stomach.
“I missed your tongue.” you admit, watching as he works his way lower. His eyes look up, locking on yours as he meets the top of your lace panties. He kisses over the fabric as he spreads your legs apart.
His lips tease your clit as he presses his lips against the damp material.
“Billy, please.”
“Please what?” He cocks an eyebrow, hooking his finger in your underwear moving it to the side. You can feel the chill as the air reaches your soaked cunt.
“Eat my pussy. Please, eat my pussy.”
Your head falls back into the pillow as his tongue finally dips inside your warmth. His tongue sweeps up and down, back and forth before plunging into your entrance making you grip his curls, pressing him deeper.
Your hushed cries are becoming harder to keep quiet as he moans into you, fucking you with his tongue, slurping and sucking all around your dripping pussy.
He suddenly shoves two fingers into you as his lips lock onto your clit.
“Yes.. Fuck yes.. Eat my pussy, baby.” you purr, holding his head in place, watching as he devours you.
“Cum on my face, sweetheart.” he demands before his lips lock back onto your clit, sucking even harder making you squeal. You quickly cover your mouth with your hand as you spasm around his fingers, your cum covering his hand and face.
Billy removes his fingers, sucking and licking your sweet cum, his tongue exploring every part of you making you whimper. He pulls away after a minute and you see his face glistening with your arousal. He removes your panties, tossing them to the side.
“Oh my god.” you pant as he crawls on top of you again, his tongue parting your lips allowing you to taste yourself in his kiss.
You feel his tip at your entrance and snake your arms around his neck, bringing his lips to yours just as he presses inside. He swallows your cry as he fills you completely, making your body shudder beneath him.
“Fuck, you feel so good.” Billy moans against your lips as he begins to gradually increase his rhythm, your pussy tightening around him.
There was a small voice in the back of your head telling you that this was wrong, but with every thrust from Billy, every moan, every word from his lips, the voice got quieter and quieter.
“Faster.” you mumble drunkenly, your eyes fluttering as he thrusts hard and fast. Each stroke making you squirm.
You suddenly hear a knock at the door and you both glance over, noticing the door knob wiggle as someone tries to open it.
Your eyes widen as you hear your boyfriend’s voice call your name through the door.
Oh shit.
Billy smirks down at you, you can tell Tim being right outside was only working him up even more. His large hand comes to cover your mouth as he begins to move again. You moan into his hand as he picks up speed, gliding in and out of your wet pussy. The sound of your excitement is loud as he pumps into you. Faster and faster, harder and harder.
Fuck, this is bad.
“God, baby.. You're a sweet little thing..” Billy murmurs huskily as he hooks your leg on his hip, leaning down, his lips engulfing yours.
But so fucking good.
You hear the knob rattling again and your head turns only to have Billy quickly pull your face back to him, demanding all of your attention.
“You wanna stop?” he asks, pausing momentarily, leaving himself buried inside of you. Your hips lift automatically, grinding on his cock, aching for him to move again. A slight whimper falls from your lips, barely heard beneath his large hand.
“Didn’t think so.” he grins wickedly, pulling out and driving back into you again, his big cock reaching even deeper, making your eyes roll.
You hope he left. That he's not standing outside the door. There's no hiding what was happening in this room. The sounds surrounding you are all the evidence he would need.
The bed squeaking beneath you, the sound of skin slapping together again and again as Billy destroys you, the headboard knocking into the wall over and over. Billy was strong and rough and wild. Downright animalistic. Such a contrast to Tim.
One thing was clear: Billy didn't give a fuck who heard.
He removes his hand unexpectedly and you can't stop his name from fleeing your lips.
“That’s better, baby. I like to hear you scream.” he snarls, his tongue running over his perfect teeth, his eyes wild and crazy.
Every thought of Tim leaves your head, every ounce of trying to hold back your cries completely fades away with his words.
The way he’s fucking you, it’d be a miracle if the entire house didn’t hear but you were so drunk with lust that you didn’t care.
Your nails dig into his back causing a growl to escape from his lips. You begin to work with him, lifting your hips to meet his every thrust, your sweaty bodies rubbing together as your bodies practically meld together.
“Harder..” you beg hoarsely, looking up at him, watching his pretty face full of pleasure.
Billy grips the wooden headboard and you bring your hands to his waist, your eyes watching as he enters you and pulls out slowly, his cock glistening with your excitement.
You feel the stretch each time he enters you, his hips rolling slowly, making your thighs tremble around him.
“Billy.. harder.. please..” you whimper, a needy moan following your pleas.
“I’m gonna fucking rail you.” he hisses and your mouth falls open with a gasp as he slams into you.
His hips begin thrusting harder and faster, both of you breathing heavily as your bodies grind against each other.
“Rub your clit, sweetheart. Play with that pretty pussy for me.” Billy grins. It had been a while since you’d heard someone speak so dirty to you. Your pussy growing even more wet with every word.
“Want you to cum with me.” Billy rasps, his hands still holding the headboard above you. You nod as you reach down, quickly rubbing your clit over and over as he slams into you, you can feel how messy he’s made you, pushing himself deeper with each stroke.
“Billy! I’m gonna cum!”
“Me too, baby… me too.” he groans in satisfaction, thrusting rapidly in and out as your leg begins to shake.
“I’m cumming, Billy, I’m-” you cry and Billy slams his lips to yours one last time as his cock twitches inside of you, his warm cum filling you up.
“Holy shit..” Billy laughs, falling to the bed beside you.
“Holy shit.” you agree, your body trembling all over.
*******
Tim wraps his arm around you as your eyes roam around the room. You finally spot him heading towards the beer. He grabs a can and changes direction, coming your way.
Oh no.
You watch carefully as he holds his hand out towards Tim.
“How ya doing, man?” Billy grunts as Tim reaches out, giving him a firm shake.
“Not bad, Hargrove.” Tim says, giving him a nod.
What is happening?
“Babe, this is Billy. He just joined the basketball team last week.” Tim says as Billy’s other hand reaches out to you and you feel a piece of paper slip into your palm as he shakes your hand lightly.
“You’re Timmy’s girl, right? He’s told me all about you.” he meets your gaze, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. The same lips that were just all over your body.
You manage a nod and a smile, hoping your cheeks aren’t as red as they feel.
“It’s nice to meet you. I’ll see you around, Tim.” Billy smiles a charming smile, sending a wink in your direction. You watch as he walks away, your heart still pounding from your secret rendezvous.
Tim goes to grab a drink and you open the paper hurriedly.
Pool showers. Friday, 8 o’clock? -BH
You reach into your purse, grabbing your eyeliner, scribbling a little heart in reply.
You palm the note just as Tim reappears, handing you a drink.
As you leave the party you pass by Billy, handing him the slip of paper quietly.
You glance back to see a delicious smile spread on his lips as he reads your note.
"I just wanted to tell you something, as a friend." Eddie goes on. You've been on the phone for 15 minutes now. You can tell he's had one too many beers. His words running together a bit, his voice a little louder than usual.
"Of course." you tease, a giggle falling from your lips. You had just finished a joint when your phone rang, Eddie insisting he had something important to tell you.
"Your body is bangin.”
"Bangin' huh?" you giggle, your cheeks reddening immediately, grateful that he wasn't standing in front of you.
"Listen.. even friends can appreciate their friends uh-parts." he slurs, a little giggle slipping his lips.
"That skirt the other day, baby. Fuuuck." He groans dramatically. "Your ass.. your fucking curves."
"Eddie." you whisper, barely able to speak as compliments continue pouring from his lips. This wasn't the first time Eddie had said something like this but he wasn't usually so blunt.
"Shhh! I'm just trying to tell you." he chuckles again, "I would have bent you over right then and there if you woulda let me." his playful tone darkens in an instant.
"I-" Suddenly you wished he was standing in front of you.
"Mmm.. I can picture it now." he hums. "Pushing your skirt above your hips. Teasing you first. Do you like to be teased, sweetheart?"
"Fuck, Eds." you breathe out, your heart pounding in your chest, your pussy beginning to throb from his words.
"Shit, sorry baby.. I'm a little," he pauses to hiccup loudly, "a little drunk."
"It's okay.. I-I do like to be teased, by the way." you whisper into the phone, not wanting the conversation to end. Your high giving you a little boost of confidence.
"Yeah? Can I tell you what I'd do first?Hypothetically.” he rasps.
"Please." you whimper.
"Shit.. yeah, okay. First I'd bend you over.. like we talked about." he says giddily.
"Mhmm."
"Then I'd run my fingers up your thigh slowly until I reach your panties. I bet they'd be wet. Would they be wet, sweetheart?"
"So wet." you purr, escalating the situation further, resulting in a deep moan from Eddie.
Fuck, he's hot.
"I would bring my fingertips to your clit, starting slow. Teasing you just a bit. Then I'd move lower, feeling your soaked panties."
"Soaked?" you egg him on.
"Fucking drenched." he groans.
"What next?"
He chuckles lustfully at your eager tone. "I'd slip them to the side.. what color are they, baby?"
"Red. Lacy."
"Fuck me. Mmm.. okay. I'd slip the lace to the side, finally feeling you on my fingers.."
"Fast or slow?"
"Slow, in and out, I bet you feel so fucking good.”
“How many fingers?" he moans growing hard at the thought.
"Two?"
"Two.. yeah.. two sounds good. I'd start slow, gliding them in and out, speeding up, listening to your sounds.. finger fucking you real good, sweetheart. Make you cum all over my hand. God, know you'd be so wet."
"So wet for you, Eddie. My pussy would be so wet for you." you purr, surprising yourself with your words.
"Sweetheart... you're gonna make me cum." he blurts out at the same time that you blurt out your own sentence. "Do you wanna come over?"
"Yes. God, yes." he answers hastily.
"Wait, Eddie.. I don't think you should drive right now."
"No, no, no. I'm not driving. Stevie here is gonna drive me. Aren't ya buddy? Oh, here. You wanna say hi?" You hear a rustling on the other end of the phone. Oh god.
"Uh.. hi." Steve mutters awkwardly through the phone.
"Heh.. hi Steve." your face blushes profusely as you realize Steve must have been there the whole time.
"So. uh- need me to bring him?"
"Mhmm.. yeah. Please."
"I'm about to fuck your brains out." Eddie's voice comes through the phone again. CLICK.
How about a scenario where Eddie and his shy best friend are messing about in his trailer and he gives them a tap on the ass in passing but immediately stops when he hears them moan in response. Shenanigans ensue... 😈
warnings: spanking (i mean... obviously...) plus a pussy spank, fingering, virgin reader, some daddy kink
Other kids used to make fun of you for being so quiet, for freezing up when you were spoken to by someone and didn't know what to say. "What's the problem, cat got your tongue?" they'd say. That was how you got your nickname, the one Eddie gave you all the way back then: kitty. That was back when he had buzzed hair and a front tooth still missing-- and you were just happy to have a friend.
A lot had changed since then-- you got a bit less shy, he got a lot more hair-- but he still called you 'kitty'. Another thing that had changed is how it made you feel when he called you that.
"C'mon, kitty, just gimme it!" he whined, trying to reach for the pack of Marlboros in your hand. And gosh, it made you really want to give in-- but you'd promised him you'd help him quit, which is why you'd quickly confiscated the pack you found stashed in his couch cushions. "Just one smoke! I'm cutting back!"
"No way!" you stuck your tongue out as you kicked him away. Of course, he was so much stronger than you; he was able to grab you and pull you into him, bringing the pack in reach as you tried to squirm away. "Ugh, I hate you!"
"You love me," he rolled his eyes. He let you go and you jumped up off of the couch, dusting yourself off as he laid back on the couch and looked up at you.
"Whatever," you deflected quickly, glancing at the kitchenette. "You, uh, want a beer? I'm having one."
"Sure," he decided.
And for some unknowable reason, when you turned to go get them, he gave you one hard smack on the ass, just above where your shorts cut off.
Your hand went over your mouth, but it was far too late to catch the sound that came out of it... a moan, loud and needy and desperate. You spun around, hoping he hadn't heard it, but, well, his expression gave away that he definitely had. His eyes went wide for a second, before a grin cracked across his face. "No..." he whispered, narrowing his eyes at you. "Not a good girl like you, not my innocent little kitty."
You had to clench your thighs together. "Ed..."
"You liked that?" he noticed, and you bit your lip but nodded. "Shit... I hit you harder than I meant to, I was gonna apologize-- but... you made such a pretty noise..."
Your cheeks were so warm. You were warm between your legs, too; and deep in your gut.
"I wanna hear it again," he admitted-- even his face was pinker now. "Is that bad?"
You shook your head. "Is it bad that I want you to hit me again?"
"U-uh, no, it's not," he assured, though his voice cracked halfway through. He sat up on the couch, clearing his throat. "If you... if you wanted, you could... lay across my lap. And I'll give you a few more."
You hesitated, because you could hardly believe this was really happening.
"It's okay if you don't!" he blurted out, raising his hands up. "I mean, it's just an idea. We don't have to-- and, uh, nothing has to... happen if we do. Just a little friendly spanking, right?"
You shivered a little, and nodded, before wordlessly bending down and laying yourself across his legs. You rested your cheek on the threadbare sofa cushion, fluttering your eyes shut. "I want it," you breathed, "I want you to."
"Oh," he sighed, making your heart twist. "Okay... then... I will."
The first one was soft-- way too soft, but it still made you turn your forehead down into the couch and arch your back, trying to beg him for more.
"That wasn't right, was it?" he noticed. "You need it a little harder."
It was just an observation, but it made your toes curl inside your socks. He hit you again, closer to the right intensity, and you moaned softly.
"That's better," he groaned, "you sound, um... you sound really good. Can you get a little louder for me?"
I can do anything you want. "Just hit me a little harder, and I will."
He chuckled a bit, and you were worried you'd said something wrong, but then he gave you nice, hard smack right on the thickest part of the curve of your ass. "Is that better, kitty?"
You nodded, afraid if you tried to say anything that you'd make a fool of yourself. He hit you again, again, back and forth between each cheek-- you made a higher-pitched noise when there was a sudden impact on the back of one of your thighs.
"You feel how hard I am, right?" he grunted. "I got rock fuckin' hard in a second after you moaned like that, kitty..."
And you could feel it, his erection on your hip; sometimes you imagined that you could feel it throb, but you couldn't tell for sure if it was real.
"I... I'm gonna pull your shorts down, okay?" he whispered, and you nodded. His fingers hooked under the fabric, the cool metal of his rings dragging across your skin as he exposed your ass-- he let out a quick sigh as he rubbed your butt through your panties. "White cotton-- should've known, god, you're such a good girl, kitty..."
You whined and wiggled your hips, desperate for any friction on your aching pussy. "Y-you can take them off, too, Eddie..."
"Really?" he sighed. As you nodded, he hummed and slipped just one finger into the elastic waistband, slowly revealing your bare skin.
It was so fucking hot, just having him undress you like this; your poor hole was clenching on nothing, your head was totally empty-- you weren't even thinking about how insane this all was.
You were so wet that he had to peel the fabric off of your pussy, and he groaned through his teeth as he did it. "O-oh my god, kitty... look at your... your-- Jesus Christ..."
He surprised you completely with the hardest spank yet; you sobbed, but spread your legs as best you could with your shorts and panties dropped around your ankles.
"You know," he grunted between more and more hits, "if I do it hard enough--" he hit you again and you had to literally bite your tongue to stop from crying his name-- "there'll be a nice big welt in the shape of my hand."
You could feel his rings-- you could feel his fucking rings, there were tears on your face and you'd never been so desperate for anything in your entire life.
"Would you like that?" he asked.
"Yes!" you shouted. "God, do that, Eddie, please?"
He hit you over and over in one spot, until your legs were shaking. Yes, it hurt, and you couldn't help but cry from the pain now, but it was so good, even though it felt like the sting was penetrating so deep into your skin that it would just come out the other side or something.
Just when you thought you knew what was coming next-- more of this-- he gave you a random slap right on your pussy. Your scream was short and broken, and your whole body shivered for a second. "Daddy," you said before you could stop yourself.
"Fuck," he choked out, "fuck-- fuck, kitty, are you serious? I thought you were... I thought you were a virgin."
You didn't say anything, relishing your much-needed break and panting as you hid your face and tightened your grip on the sofa.
"You are?" he realized. "God, kitty, how?"
Because I only ever wanted you. But you didn't say that. You didn't say anything.
"Just nod if you want me to hit you there again," he offered, "shake your head if you want me to go back to what I was doing before. A-and just... hold up your hand and give me a peace sign if you want me to stop."
You shook your head. He didn't get back to it right away, though-- he rubbed his hand over your sore skin first, making you whimper and wiggle around a bit. His jeans were a little rough on your bare skin, but it was just the right amount of pressure; when he hit you, finally, you rocked your hips forward with it, again, again, again...
"Oh, fuck, are you humping my leg?" he noticed, and gave you a hard smack to the thigh that made you yelp. "Bad kitty. You know you should wait for Daddy to help you with that."
Your eyes rolled back in your head; you weren't sure how much more of this you could take. Not the pain-- the pleasure. You'd touched yourself plenty before but you'd never felt like this, you'd never been so needy before.
"Tell me I can touch you," he gasped, "fuck, please..."
As you nodded, you felt his fingertip slide over your cunt, landing right on your swollen clit in less than a second. He toyed with it, and you were so raw everywhere that it was already almost too much. You instinctively tried to move away, but his other hand grabbed your shoulder and held you down.
"Want me to make you come?" he asked. "Say it."
"Make me come, Daddy," you breathed.
Then there were two fingers on your bud, pushing down just hard enough to make your legs quiver, rubbing fast circles that kept your mouth open in a constant stream of moans and curses. "My god," he groaned as he watched you, "so fuckin' cute... you have the cutest pussy, babe. Look so good stretched out on my dick."
Yeah, bet it would feel good too-- bet I'd come in half a second if you fucked me now. But you didn't say that. "I'm yours," you said instead.
"God," he groaned, "don't-- don't say that, if you don't mean it..."
"No, Eddie," you whined, pushing back against his touch-- you were seconds away, you were right on the edge and he'd barely touched you. You moved your legs around and you felt that your wetness had already dripped down your thighs, making them slick and tacky. "Been yours for so long."
"F-fuck, say it again, then," he hissed through his teeth-- his hips were rocking against you too, his cock rubbing on your side through his jeans.
"Yours, yours," you chanted, and it was already starting-- you felt your whole channel flutter, your nails literally tore right through that old sofa cushion, and you came. You'd made a little patch under your face from your tears, and it was warm and damp on your cheek as you pressed into it. You wanted to muffle yourself, you were getting so loud-- but he stopped you by grabbing your hair and pulling your head back. "Eddie!" you shouted.
"Fuck, kitty, m'so-- fuck!" he stammered. "W-wanna feel you inside, wanna feel you coming, please?"
"Yes," you sobbed weakly, another wave hitting you right as he pushed his two fingers into your hole.
He made a low noise, and you felt his cock rub up against you again-- okay, it had to be throbbing this time, you could even...
Oh. You could feel his jeans getting wet: he was coming... he was coming in his pants, and it was so hot you could cry. Conveniently, you were already crying. But in a good way.
You were coming down at the same time, your pussy starting to finally relax after apparently trying to squeeze his fingers until they bruised; his chest heaved as he caught his breath, you knew because you looked back at him over your shoulder. His eyes were shut, and when he suddenly relaxed, you felt his fingers slip out of you. You missed the fullness, but it made it easier to focus on all the tingling you were feeling all over now.
He opened his eyes, and his gaze met yours as he brought the fingers to his lips and licked them clean-- all while smiling at you, the goddamned menace.
"Eddie..." you breathed.
"Can I give you a hug?" he asked.
"A hug? After that?" you laughed.
"Well, yeah," he sighed, pulling you up to be face to face with him. You nodded, and he smiled as he wrapped his arms around you. You buried your face against his neck, and you could feel his racing pulse. "You did so good, kitty."
"Y-you too," you whispered, "that was... I really liked that. Can we do that again?"
"Yeah," he laughed, "why don't you come over tomorrow?"
"I meant after I get a sip of water," you explained.
"Fuck," he choked, "you're... Jesus, kitty."
"Am I still a virgin?" you wondered aloud.
"Well, if you are, you're not gonna be much longer," he promised.
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“If we both want to fit, we’ll have to cuddle” Part 2
Here is the long-awaited part 2 to “If we both want to fit, we’ll have to cuddle”
Part 1
Summary: Your stepbrother Steve found out about your lie. How will you make it up to him? In the process will you lose Eddie?
Trope: Friends to eneimes? to lovers; Eddie x shy!reader
Warnings: Use of y/n, cussing, fighting, hurt to comfort
Word Count: 1.4k
“Stay here” he kissed your forehead. He opened the door to a pissed off Steve “Harrington?” “Munson?” “What are you doing here” “Why is my sister's car in your lawn” “Sister?!”
You walked out of Eddie‘s hearing yelling, “DID YOU KIDNAP HER” “No Harrington I didn’t and if I did I wouldn’t have her car in my driveway” HARRINGTON Fuck Steve knows “Oh so you have thought about it-” “What no” “Give me my sister- Y/N” Steve screamed when you made eye contact, he pushes Eddie out of the way into the house, he pulled you too him “We are leaving” “Steve-” before you knew it you were being pulled to your car “Did he hurt you” he asked checking your body parts “Steve no” “Did he touch you” “No” “Did he force you to be here” “Steve I wanted to be here” you saw Steve’s mood change from worry to anger “Am sorry WHAT you meant to be here, here at a guy’s house at HIS house” “Steve-” “No don’t Steve me what are you doing here with him a boy” “I just went over to watch a movie then we watch another then we accidentally fell asleep” “A MOVIE” Steve screamed “Yea a movie Steve way are you getting so worked up” “Because I know what guys think when they say they want you to come over to watch a “movie”.....wait you spent the night YOU SPENT THE NIGHT HERE” “It was an accident like I said” “Just get in the car” “But my things are-” “Get in the car y/n” he unlocked your car “How did you get my keys and how did you get here your car is in the shop” “I brought your spare key just in case something happened since you didn’t call last night like you were supposed to” “Steve I am sorry I-” “Save it let’s just go home” he started your car and drove away.
Steve didn’t say a word the whole drive his knuckles were white on the steering wheel and his face was red. When you pulled into your driveway Steve quickly got out slamming your door you followed him out “Steve please listen” he kept walking ignoring you, he walked into room slammed the door and locked it shit. You waited hours for him to open the door but nothing than the phone rang, you answered “Hello?” “Y/N Oh my god are you alive” it was Alexis “Barely” “Listen I’m so sorry I tried to cover you when he called I said you were in the bathroom then an hour later he showed up at my house he was pissed not seeing your very distinct car” “No it’s ok I shouldn’t have asked you to lie for me” you heard Steve’s door open “I got to go” and you quickly hung up “Was that your new boyfriend Munson” he said sarcastically but also pissed because if you say yes he doesn't know what he would do , “No it was Alexis” he rolled his eyes “Ah the other liar” “Steve no she-“ "Save it go to bed we have school tomorrow” “But Steve-“ without a second glance he walked back into his room.
Morning came you got no sleep Steve was still mad at you, your chances of being with Eddie are now slim to none, Eddie was probably pissed at you, that hurt the first boy who liked you gone just like that. You got ready in silence, when you finally made it, downstairs Steve was there waiting by the door, he didn’t even look at you. You grabbed some breakfast and ate it in awkward silence. He didn’t say I word the whole drive to school. When you pull into the parking lot he finally spoke “You will not see him again” “What?” “Munson you will not see him talk to him be near him ever again” “Steve- “ “And that’s final” he said getting out of the car. He waited for you to exit and walked with you inside as if he was your guard dog. Steve couldn’t “protect” you from Eddie for much longer since you have classes with him.
You avoided Eddie. It sucked but you didn’t want to make Steve mad anymore, yes king Steve was a big jerk to many, but you knew him differently. Right before P.E Eddie finally cornered you. “Please talk to me” he said pleading “Eddie- “ you heard Tommy H’s annoying laugh and knew Steve was near it hurt you to do this, but you ran from him. For the first time in P.E you actually participated it was horrible to say the least. You hated avoiding Eddie.
After school you were at your car waiting for Steve when you got in something or someone popped out of your backseat “Aaaaa” you screamed then you the crazy hair and puppy dog eyes Eddie, “Eddie you scar- why- how did you get in my car” “I have my ways princess” he said with a smile, that smile made you melt then you remembered “Eddie you need to go” “y/n please” “No Eddie I-“ the passenger door open. Fuck fuck fuck Steve got in the car “What is he doing here” he said scarily calm “He was- ““I was just giving her this” Eddie said handing you your purse you left at his house, Steve grabs it out of his hand and nodded at the door signaling him to leave.
God, you hated to look Eddie gave you when he left “Why are you such a dick” you told Steve “Excuse me?” He said “Yes you are a total dick to Eddie for no reason” “listen-“ “No you listen Steve I have been trying to explain this whole time and say I’m sorry and now you are going to listen” he stayed silent giving you the go ahead to continue “Yes I lied to you about go to his house and I’m sorry but would you have let me gone if I did tell you no right? And it was just a movie he got my favorite movie, and we watched it together. He-he is the first boy that has been nice to him the first boy that I am actually comfortable with the first boy that likes me and I like him a lot” you took a breath finishing “I- I didn’t know this y/n I’m sorry it’s just that I know how I am with girls how boys in general are with girls and I didn’t want that to happen to you I didn’t want him to hurt you or treat you horribly I’m sorry” “It’s ok Steve” one down one to go how were you going to make this up to Eddie “Go” Steve said “What?” “Go to him you both have that sad look on your faces” you look up seeing Eddie in his car with said sad look “Thank you” you got out your car making a b line to Eddie’s you open up his passenger door “Jesus” he said holding his heart “I’m sorry for everything and for scaring you can I please explain” “Explain everything or for scaring me “ he teased “For it all”
You explained “So, I had to lie to Steve about me going to your house because he is a very over proctecvie stepbrother, I had my best friend Alexis cover for me but that didn't go well. After the blow up at your house which I am very sorry about, Steve didn't talk to me at all he was so pissed and I hated it then he told me that i couldn't see you anymore so thats why i advoid you and i agted that even more. And right now, which again I am so sorry about Steve beong rude to you but then after i talked to him let him know how i felt about this you and yea you see I’m so sorry about what happened” “Wow to be honest I thought I spooked you too much on Saturday" "Oh no I um really like it" you said blushing "So did I sweetheart" "So um how can i make it up to you" “How about Saturday? Movie date?” “Sounds perfect” Eddie leans in to kiss as you lean in then there was a bang on the wonder Steve is outside you can hear him through the glass “NO KISSING” “I’m still stuck on that Steve is your stepbrother”
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𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 | dark!Ari Levinson x innocent!reader, dark!Steve Rogers x innocent!reader, dark!Curtis Everett x innocent!reader
𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 | dark, smut, noncon, dubcon, foursome, daddy!kink, oral, anal, physical violence, slapping, mention of alcohol and drugs, insertion of objects, spitting, toys, degradation, dumbification, spanking, very very strongly misogynistic, domesticity kink, slight petplay, bullying, Ari, Curtis and especially Steve being very mean, adultery/cheating, dacryphilia, collars, leashes, free use, sharing is caring.
𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 | Your husband Ari invites his friends Steve and Curtis for poker night. You knew they’d be sharing a few drinks together - what you don’t know is that they plan on sharing you too.
𝐀/𝐍 | This work includes MAJOR misogyny and degradation. The views of these characters do not reflect my own. Please heed warnings and don’t read if this isn’t your cup of tea. Otherwise, enjoy!
“Honey, where the hell are those drinks?” Ari’s voice is loud, booming and dripping with authority as it carries from the living room into the kitchen. Exhaling slowly a few times to steady your hand, you drop the final few ice cubes into your husband’s glass of whiskey, giving the drink a gentle stir before placing it on the tray next to the scotch and the beer.
“Sure, she’s a real looker, but she’s a bit slow.” You hear your husband explain to his friends. “I don’t worry, though, because what she lacks for in brains, she makes up for in other areas.”
“I’d definitely prefer a broad who’s dumb as bricks. I’d say it makes ‘em hotter.” One of his friends responds – you’re too focused on making sure you have their drinks exactly right to notice who it is that’s spoken.
𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: HEAVY SOMNO, dark!Ari, smutt, daddy!kink, non-con, 18+ only, minors dni.
𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Your best friend, Ari, wants to fuck you. And he doesn’t care if you’re awake or asleep…
𝐀/𝐍: SUPER DARK. Please, if you don’t like, don’t read! The whole thing is basically somno, and this is a dark fic! Please beware of that. Apart from that, enjoy! Also, this is completely unedited lol please be kind.
“Ow! Ari! I told you; my boyfriend won’t like it if you do that!”
“What? This?”
Ari plants his lips against the nape of your bare neck, giving the sensitive skin a hearty suck. His fingers dance down your body, digging into your ribs and making you giggle and squirm on top of him.
“Stop! It hurts!”
“Oh yeah? Why are you laughing, then?” He tickles you harder, holding you tightly in his arms lest you try to escape. You’re too busy laughing your head off to notice his lips press against your skin once more, his tongue lathering at the hickey he’s just given you. And then he sucks again, so hard that your laughter is cut short and you gasp, feeling like your sensitive skin is going to break as he continues to suction it.
“Nooo, Ari, please! Steve won’t like that! He’ll get the wrong idea!”
Ari draws back and smirks, “Please. We’ve been best friends longer than you’ve been going out with Steve. And best friends are allowed to cuddle every now and then, I’m sure your tool of a boyfriend will understand that.”
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