$ mink mink's intro: call me mink, of age, evil bisexual, angel vamp, bktherula's wife.
!! basic criteria for this blog: mdni, no negativity, no trumpies, no homophobes, no transphobes, no racists. (I will block you)
ŕš mink will write for: men & women; I'm a multi fandom blog so if you have any reqs don't be shy to send them. also spam my inbox I'll answer them all đ¤
# I won't write: incest, rape, pedophilia, age play, or anything of the sort. (I don't kink shame but don't ask me for any of that bc I'm not comfortable with it)
đź yeat, esdeekid, rico nasty, travis scott, pierce the veil, asteria, suicidal-idol, ethel cain, jane remover, lucy bedroque, osamason, nettspend, chase atlantic, the neighbourhood, charli xcx, kuru, slayyyter, ashnikko, odetari, darci, ayesha erotica, billie eilish, girl in red, chappell roan, tate mcrae + many more.
đŹ the karate kid movies/cobra kai, the hunger games, the vampire diaries, charmed, you, night teeth, every marvel show/movie, HIM, the conjuring franchise, jennifer's body, my bloody valentine, terrifier, scream, child's play/chucky, carrie, halloween, friday the 13th, tamara, sinners, fear street, stranger things, wednesday, the summer I turned pretty, outer banks, euphoria, the notebook, mean girls, pretty little liars, etc.
âž I'm very private & mysterious but as I said before I will still interact so just ttm, I'm open to moots :)
ronance will always be the biggest fumble in television history. like u had maya hawke and natalia dyer ready to kiss eachother and you just. didn't let them?
happy pride month to byler, byclair, elmax, ronance, stonathan, & wenclair.
all ships that should've or could've happened if the writers weren't cowards. also I firmly believe if will had a crush on lucas he would've treated him better & gave him a chance unlike mike and I don't wanna hear nothing abt mike not being gay bc he absolutely was closeted; look at how he treated jane compared to will & it's not just bc of the trauma will went through cus jane had trauma too & he still treated her like shit.
the amount of ppl who want maddy & cassie to be together bc of "toxic yuri" makes me gag like ew? maybe s1 cassie but s2 & s3?? hell no.
just bc they both found comfort in each other after seeing nate dead means nothing; cassie is still a backstabbing bitch who dated & married her bsfs abuser. maddy & rue tho? HELL YEAHHH well she dead now but still they would've been real cute.
I'm obsessed with vampirism bc I'm secretly one. the mink part comes from the artist fakemink bc I love him & it's also a nickname that stuck with me in elementary school
rewatching 'HIM' every month when I'm on my period bc seeing tyriq half naked & covered in blood makes me forget about all the pain I'm in & I end up falling asleep dreaming about him ruining me
warnings: NSFW HEADCANONS TOO! MINORS DNI! Stalking, supernatural bond, ovulation, wound-licking (?), biting, fangs, mentions of eating out, premature ejaculation, finishing inside (wrap it before you tap it!), blood sharing...
a/n: guys u got no idea how crazy this makes me
vampire!dex who follows you on your nightly walk, watching every turn you make and every store you turn into
vampire!dex who spends weeks planning the perfect meeting for the two of you, one that will make you fall in love with him instantly
vampire!dex who can smell you from afar and it makes his eyes darken and his whole body stiffen
vampire!dex who will do anything to keep you safe, even pulling strange men from the alleyway and throwing them into dustbins torn apart so nobody obscures your late night walk!
vampire!dex who when you meet for the first time senses something different within you. youre so different to the past victims of his. you won't be a victim. not to him. from the moment you both lay eyes on each other and his hand touches your skin, youre both changed forever
vampire!dex who rushes back to his apartment and searches through his books to find something called the sire bond. something that means not only were you fated to meet, you were fated to be turned and to be his for all eternity.
vampire!dex who ponders if he can ever go near you again. he knows how dangerous and lonely a life of vampirism can be and would never wish it upon someone so gorgeous and full of life like yourself, but he can't deprive himself of a life time with you!!
vampire!dex who tries to keep his distance from you, but fails miserably. the sire bond means the two of you can't really stay away from each other now you've met! you can sense whenever he's nearby, as he can with you.
vampire!dex who stalks you from the rooftop of his apartment building, and is terrified (and simultaneously turned on) when you turn around and your eyes meet his straight away. you knew where he was without even thinking about it. and it drove him insane.
vampire!dex who finally gives in to the sire bond you both share and meets you again, and falls in love with your cheeky smile when you confront him about his watchful eyes.
vampire!dex who can command you to do anything he says, just by looking deeply into your eyes and placing his hands on either side of your face. he tells you to take a deep breath, you do! he says to give him a big smile, you do! he says to sit down while he gets you water, you do!
nsfw vampire!dex headcanons....
vampire!dex who can smell when you're ovulating and he has to physically restrain himself from holding you down and eating you out there and then.
vampire!dex who bites your neck for the first time and hears you moan so loudly he almost cums in his jeans like a teenager there and then. he feels you tense up and try to push him away, but when you surrender your body to him and embrace the feeling, one of his hands slips to your jeans to finger you.
vampire!dex who gets you hooked on the feeling of him feeding from you!!!! because he always pleasures you while he does, you've grown to associate the feeling with euphoria and you basically beg him for it now!
vampire!dex who is so focused on your pleasure that for the first few months of the relationship you have no idea what he likes. all you know is he wants to please you!
vampire!dex who can't help but shake his head when you beg him to turn you like him, so you can be together for an eternity. you get on your knees in front of him and go down on him, watching him lose composure as his hands braid into your hair so hard he pulls clumps out when he lets go.
vampire!dex who is normally so collected when he fucks you, but you rile him up so much that he fucks into you hard, rough and it leaves you bedridden for days and your bed frame collapses under the sheer force of him.
vampire!dex who feeds from you to the point where you black out and your pulse begins to fade, but he feeds you his blood to heal you.
vampire!dex whose eyes go black when you come back around to him, his blood running down your chin and your hands on his arms to keep his blood in your mouth.
vampire!dex who feels like he's going insane when you spin him onto his back and ride him until he cums inside of you, and he cums HARD. with his blood dripping from your chin and down over your tits, the sight drives him insane.
vampire!dex who drives up into you and moans, "yeah, this is what you wanted, angel? you wanted to taste my blood huh pretty girl?" and you nod in response, pathetically whimpering as his thrusts get harder and harder.
vampire!dex whose eyes roll back when you pretend to bite his neck like he does you, and tightens his grip on your hips.
vampire!dex who laughs when tears roll down your face as he denies you of a life of vampirism. "pretty girl you don't wanna be a monster like me, right baby? you're too gorgeous to be a vampire." "wanna be yours forever dex!" and dex laughs, "we'll see, sweetheart, for now let me keep drinking from you, okay?"
You could only whimper in response with how good Bishop felt inside of you. It was late at night and you were once again in Bishopâs room, no matter how many times you promised yourself to not go over his place, you would still go.
So there you were, your clothes on the floor, your phone placed on do not disturb and being on top of him with a western movie playing in the back, riding him at a slow pace with your hands laying across his bare chest.
âYou always say itâs the last time,â He began whispering, loud enough for you to hear him. He has one hand on your hip, tracing small circles where a hickey from last week was starting to fade, while the his other arm rested behind his head, â..yet you always come back, more desperate than last time.â
Bishop sits up and places both his hands on your waist, looking at your face closely, almost as if he was studying every little expression you did.
Eyebrows furrowed, mouth open letting out all those moans and whimpers he secretly loved to hear, your lips were still puffy from him fucking your mouth the minute you walked in.
A quick smack landed on your butt, getting a gasp out of you.
âSpeak.â
You moaned moving faster, gripping his shoulders, definitely leaving your nail marks. âYou always let me in.â You whimpered looking into his dark brown eyes, âYou canât lie, you love my pussy.â
And you were right. Sure, Bishop had his fine experience with women before, but when you came in, his life changed. It was something about you that made him want to have you. Especially just him alone. He wouldnât say it out loud because thatâs not the type of person he is, but he wanted you to be his, only his.
After snapping back in, he moved his hands to your hips, a tight grip with how you started bouncing on top of him, feeling his whole dick push into you and hitting that spot inside that made you tremble. âYeah, this pussy real good.â Bishop spoke looking down through gritted teeth, hiding his groans.
Beneath the two of you, Bishop saw how good you were taking him, you always did. And thatâs when he saw it, that bulge poking through your lower stomach.
He couldnât hold it anymore, he pulled his dick out earning a whine from you. âPleaseâ more please pleaseââ âShut it.â Bishop cut you off while he placed you on top of his pillows.
He positions himself in between your legs, putting them on top of his thighs. âListen to whatâs going to happen.â He placed his thumb on your clit, rubbing it while he pushed three fingers in your wet cunt.
You moaned, putting yourself on your elbows to see. You saw how shiny and wet his fingers were coming in and out of you, his other hand stroking his long hard cock. âIâm going to fuck you, you can cum as many times as you want, as long as you ask me to.â Bishop said looking directly into your lustful eyes.
âOkayâŚohh..okay.â You were so horny, you were moving your hips to get more friction. âIâm not stopping tillâ I nut⌠donât want you to be whining or crying saying itâs too much,â He took his fingers out of you and lined himself up, rubbing and slapping his fat head onto your clit.
âTell me youâll be a good girl and not whine.â
You had become a mess, so lost in the feeling to even keep your eyes open and look at him. âB, I promise Iâll be a good girl. Daddy Iâll be soo good for you.â You slipped in that nickname you loved calling him, looking into his eyes.
âSay it again.â
âDaddyââ Bishop pushed all nine inches of him inside you, grabbing the back of your knees, he pushed them up to your chest. âDaddy! Iâll be so good! Oh! Ohââ Bishop always kept the same rhythm when he fucked you like this, long and hard strokes.
âYou gonna take my dick?â âYes! Yes B, I willâ I want to.â Your hands were gripping the sheets beneath you, each time he thrusted back in, the headboard of the bed would hit the wall behind. âTake it baby..â Bishop moaned low, looking down to see how his dick was already getting that creamy ring you always gave him.
He kept fucking you like this, having you moan and roll your eyes each time he pushed inside, deep enough to hit your g-spot. âYouâre doing so good babyâŚyou hear that pussy? You hear how good sheâs being for daddy?â And you did. You cunt had gotten so wet, it was squelching with each thrust Bishop gave you, you could feel it leak out of you.
You nodded to his answer, âB, I wanna cum..â You whimpered feeling your orgasm start to build up inside of you. âB, please can I cum? Iâll be so good Daddyâ so good, please let me cum.â You were slurring your words, fucked out and full of lust. And so was Bishop.
Bishop hasnât really notice, but he gets quite expressive when the two of you have sex. Heâll furrows his eyebrows like heâs angry, starts huffing low when heâs getting close and gets a light shed of sweat on his face.
He let go of the grip he had on your legs to lean down and kiss you. You quickly wrapped your legs around his hips and gripped his biceps. Your faces inches away from each other, you were feeling each otherâs heavy breaths.
âYou wanna cum baby?â âYes..yes! Daddy please- make me cum please..pleaseââ You always begged, I mean, how could you not when Bishop was the most perfect man youâd been with.
He slid one leg on top of his shoulder, his hand reaching down to rub your puffy clit. He leans to your cheek to give it a quick kiss while you were practically already screaming. âCum baby, cumâ show Daddy whoâs making you feel this good.â Bishop groaned against your ear, his thrusts becoming quicker, sharper.
It hits you right there, your eyes shut tight, drool leaving off the corner of your mouth and legs trembling. âThaâŚDaddyâ Oh! Oh!â âYeahâ whoâs making you cum babyâ tell me.â Bishop was growling, feeling the way your cunt was starting to squeeze him so hard, he couldnât even control the rhythm of his thrusts. âYou! You daddy..youâre making me cum.â You sobbed, tears coming out of your eyes.
But you had to keep your promise, you couldnât tell Bishop to stop or to go slow like other times before. So you did your next step, you encourage him to cum.
âBâŚâ You grabbed his face with both your hands, slowly caressing his cheeks. âPlease cum in me..â You whispered, clearly fucked out, your brain getting mushy. Bishop groaned pushing his face to your neck. He was getting close, you could feel it. His thrusts quick and losing rhythm, chasing his high.
âDaddy I- I know you want to.â You hiccuped, having him moan in response. âKeep my pussy warm, baby..keep it full B, please..pleaseââ Bishop groaned putting his hand around your throat gently, pushing you down to the pillow.
âTake it babyâ fuckâ take it.â Thick hot spurts of cum were shooting inside of you, you felt your cunt overflow, felt some of already dripping out of you.
âSay thank you,âŚthank me right fucking now baby.â âThank you! Daddy thank you! Oh! Ohhâ I want more! Pleaseâ please I want more.â Itâs like you couldnât hear yourself. You had no idea why you were begging for anymore. It didnât hit you until now that you were approaching a second orgasm, harder than the first one.
But with how you gripped your legs tighter around Bishop and how you were practically sobbing and crying, he knew exactly why you were still begging.
âMore baby? You want it all donât youâŚyouâre such a slut. All you come over for is for me to fuck you tillâ pass out, tillâ you canât walk or think straight.â Even though his message was to degrade you, you felt nothing but praised, which it quite literally isnât, but thatâs how Bishop was with you sometimes, you couldnât control that you loved it.
Your voice was gone at this point, eyes rolled back for what felt like the million time when your second orgasm came. The only thing you could hear in the room was the slow skin slapping as the two of you came down from your high, yours and Bishopâs heavy breathing and moans, and some guns going off at the western movie that was still playing in the background.
Without a word, Bishop started to pull out as slowly as he could, knowing you were overly sensitive. âShh..shh, breath baby, just breath.â Bishop hushed your sobs, glancing to see your face for a minute before looking down again at your shaking thighs.
As soon as his head left your fluttering cunt, Bishopâs cum started to drip out, almost looking like a fountain falling out.
âShouldâve put a towel.â He muttered, getting off the bed and going go the bathroom. You sit up and look over. You see Bishop wetting the towel he always cleans you up with. You grabbed your phone from the nightstand, turning off your do not disturb and seeing some notifications pop, but you focused on the time, 2:16am.
âSomeone call?â You look up, Bishop wearing his sweatpants that hung slightly loose and a sweater. It was always weird not seeing him in his full attire, but it felt special knowing you were one of the few people that got to see him like this.
âNo..just checking the time.â You whispered laying back down and spreading your legs. It was a quiet agreement. Bishop rearranged your guts and then cleaned you.
âI have your panties from last week. You can take any shirt.â Bishop spoke while he went back to the bathroom to drop the towel and come back with your panties in hand.
âThank you.â You said softly, suddenly feeling shy. âDo you want water?â He asked opening his door to head to the kitchen. âYes please.â He nodded slowly leaving. However, he knew that the moment heâd be back to the bedroom, youâd already be knocked out asleep, of course on his side of the bed. Placing the cup of water on the nightstand, he got in bed to continue watching what was 30 minutes left of the movie.
âBâŚâ You mumble, reaching for him but only receiving a low hum. âThis is the last time.â You said in a soft tone, opening your eyes to look up at him. Slowly he looked down at you, studying your resting figure.
And there you were, on your stomach hugging the pillow underneath you, wearing his shirt, slightly closing your eyes, fighting your sleep just to wait his response. He reached to caress the back of head, as if he was soothing you to sleep, and looked back at the TV screen.
Cameron Cade x F!reader (established relationship)
Synopsis: How long can you resist ovulation temptations?
Warnings *MDNI*: piv, unprotected sex, dirty talk, fluff, aftercare, âbabyâ as term of endearment, marking, briefly rough piv, oral (f!reader), overstimulation, alcohol consumption, this is fairlyy nasty too, whoops
WC: 3.3k
A/n: The Silk reference... I love me some old school music BADD ! Also littlee bit of a different structure so hope this is received well. And lastly I really hope I did those ovulation days justice in this because they get *serious*... if you catch my drift !
Being turned on by Cameron was far from unfamiliar territory. In fact it was common practice for you to have those moments several times throughout a typical day spent with him. It didnât take much. Whether it be him just lounging on the couch in his grey sweats with the white compression shirt and gold chain combo or it be him fresh out of the shower with the towel hanging dangerously low on his hips. You were well acquainted with how easily your body responded to him just existing. That being said, you knew what to expect when ovulating but this month it was different. Extremely different.
On the first day you and Cameron were out and about running errands when he dropped you off at the salon to get a pedicure while he went to his haircut. This was standard routine for you two so you hadnât thought much of it in that moment. He came back just before you were finished and waited in the car until you were done. Once he saw you approaching he got out to open your door. As Cameron came into view you almost stopped in your tracks. You felt the telltale flutters in your stomach at the sight of him, sunlight shining in just the right position bouncing off his chain. He smiled wide as he opened your door and said âmâladyâ, guiding you in to the passenger seat. You laughed a bit before playfully responding, âthank you, kind sirâ as Cameron chuckled.
As Cameron returned to his side you couldnât help but stare as he got in the drivers seat. From his outfit to the freshly trimmed haircut you were almost ready to commit a crime right then and there. You reached over to caress his hair, focused purely on how good he looked. Cameron still had a wide grin on his face as he eagerly asked, âdo you like it? I went a little different this timeâ, bending his head slightly in your direction to let you feel it. His words snapped you out of your daze. Trying to find the words in your head you responded breathy, âitâs good. It looks good on you. I really like itâ. Cameron pressed a kiss to your lips and then another before whispering, âthank youâ, against them.
That simple interaction left you more hot and bothered than it shouldâve, causing you to run through different scenarios in your head on the drive back home. You peered over at his focused stature and up at his haircut imagining how itâd feel against your thighs as he went down on you. Then your gaze dropped to his hand innocently placed on your thigh, occasionally rubbing circles at red lights. You wondered if he moved it up a bit closer if heâd feel you throbbing and the excess warmth from the wetness pooling in your panties underneath your leggings. And your mind continued like that the rest of the journey home.
Come day two in the evening and Cam was coming in from practice. When he entered, he loudly announced, âhey baby, Iâm homeâ. You yelled back, âIâm in hereâ, from the bedroom. Cameron followed the sound of your voice, concern washing over his features as he saw you curled up on the bed. He dropped his bags carelessly before he approached you. He leaned over your frame with his arms positioned on each side of your figure. His eyes scanned your face as he looked down at you and asked âAre you ok?? Whatâs wrong?â
You understood his concern because around this time you were typically occupying yourself with one of your hobbies or just chilling in the living room. However there was no actual cause for concern despite the change of routine because you had simply decided to take a nap instead. As you were still coming out of your sleep you gave him a small smile at the consideration and reassured him, âIâm fine I swear. My nap just went on longer than I had planned but I guess I needed the rest thenâ. His nerves instantly dissolved as he responded, âwhew because I was fully preparing to throw you over my shoulder and drag you to the hospitalâ. You belly laughed at that, stating âa bit of an overreaction to me laying in bed no?â He tilted his head and scoffed, âtsk, thatâs a rarity. You never lay in bed that much unless Iâm with you⌠and weâre doing other thingsâ.
He playfully leaned down to bite your neck before taking a deep inhale. âMmm you smell good. Whatever it is youâre wearing let me know, Iâll buy you more.â You were initially about to laugh before his actions and words hit you, a knot forming in your stomach. The closeness of him suddenly clouding your judgement. It dawned on you then that you werenât wearing any new special scent. In fact you had used more of your neutral products after your shower so you had no idea what he was smelling on you. He pressed a kiss to your lips before you could respond and informed you he was going to take a shower. After some time had passed he exited the shower and stepped back into bedroom. You then wondered how far you could get without acting on your desire before tapping out and finally giving in. So far Cameron seemed oblivious to his effect on you.
On day three, you two decided to cook dinner together. You also decided to pop open a bottle of wine as you got started on the process. You two had gotten through half of the bottle by the time the pasta was in the process of boiling and you were chopping veggies for the sauce. Feeling a slight buzz, Cameron turned his attention away from the task at hand to turn up the Silk song faintly playing in the background.
He made a beeline for you towards the counter, coming up from behind swaying his body side to side as he urged, âcmon, dance with me babyâ, leaning down to by your ear. A warm smile came to your face as he spun you around by your waist. You were guided to follow his movements as you placed your hands on his chest while he poorly sung the lyrics to you. You laughed as he suddenly lifted you, wrapping your legs around him and your arms around his neck. He continued serenading you, increasing his volume, as he whisked you around the kitchen to the pace of the song. You erupted into laughter feeling a bit light headed from the wine. You enjoyed the warmth that spread through your chest at the sound of him terribly singing such a passionate love song with complete glee. The wine and the suggestiveness of the lyrics beginning to get to you.
Somehow the steam from the pasta water caught your eye as he spun you around alerting you that you two were in the middle of cooking. Rushed you said, âCam, the pastaâ, before he set you back on your feet. As you went over to turn the eye off Cameron followed right behind you continuing his antics. This time he simply wrapped his arms around your mid section pulling you back against the firmness of his body and continued swaying. After turning the eye off you relished in the feel of him behind you, lolling your head back against his chest as you held onto his arms embracing you. You closed your eyes, content in that moment listening to the song while you two intimately held one another.
After a moment he spun you around again, keeping you close, to plant a lingering kiss on your lips. He then planted kisses along your cheek moving toward your jaw. The combination of the wine, Cameronâs scent, his chain, and him being shirtless with sweats riding low on his hips was catching up to you now, making your head spin. You squeezed his forearms for stability and to alert him. Alert him of what? You werenât sure. Wetness pooled as you called out âCamâ. He removed himself from your neck before abruptly throwing you over his shoulder. You squealed in response, âCam, what about dinner?!â He slapped your ass as he responded earnestly, âitâll still be there by the time weâre done, donât worryâ. Your stomach tightened in anticipation of what was coming.
He ever so gently threw you down on the bed before crawling over you like a predator with its prey. He dragged his nose up the length of your neck before meeting your eyes to admit, âI donât know what it is but I canât stop thinking about how fucking good you smellâ, before attaching his lips back to your neck, creating love bites. âYou wearing my shirts doesnât help eitherâ, he uttered. He then lifted the oversized tee to plant wet kisses all over your breast before circling your nipples, grazing them with his teeth. You moaned as his head traveled down, nipping at your navel along the way, âCam pleaseâ.
He finally reached your underwear, slowly dragging them down your legs. He bit down on his bottom lip as his gaze lingered on your pussy, pupils dilating seeing how wet you already were. Rubbing the expanse of your thighs up and down he questioned, âAll for me?â, as he reluctantly shifted his eyes away to look into yours. You were almost certain you wouldnât be able to survive the night if continued staring at you like he was in for the meal of his life. You silently nodded your head in response. Cameron lightly dragged a finger through your folds to feel your arousal before whispering âall for meâ, more so to himself. In a speed you hadnât anticipated, he latched his mouth to you keeping a strong hold on your thighs as he spread them.
He licked a path from your entrance to your clit, keeping his gaze on you. And that action was the only slow movement throughout that entire moment before he sped up his pace. You grabbed one of his arms for stability as you gripped the sheet in the other. You were barely holding on to the few threads you had left when he began his dangerous combo of fucking you with his tongue and circling your clit. Unconsciously you tried to move your hips upwards to match his pace but he held your hips down as he continued. You peered down at him, faintly noticing his hips moving against the bed for friction. The sight prompting you to moan. His eyes never left yours as his jaw continued working. His view only spurred his actions. You suddenly squeezed his arm as you moaned out, âoh f-fuck Cam right there, donât stopâ. You felt the vibrations of him groaning against you and in response he picked up the pace. Focusing his tongue on your clit now, he inserted two fingers, curling them inside you.
You lost your voice at this point, throwing your head back into the pillows, mouth in the form of an O. Wet squelching sounds filled the room as he continued moving his fingers at a steady pace. Your back arched as you quickly felt your orgasm approaching. You wouldâve given him a heads up if you had the ability to. You dug your nails into his arm as your thighs shook in his grasp. Through the waves of your orgasm spread throughout your body, you started seeing dots behind your closed eyelids.
Cameron continued soaking up all that he could, slowing his fingers before pulling them out to catch the rest with his tongue. When you eventually came back down to start catching your breath you weakly tried pushing his head away as your legs tried to close at the overstimulation. You slurred, âsâtoo muchâ, before Cameron unwillingly came up. Your breath faltered a bit as your eyes trailed over his appearance. The bottom half of his face completely covered in your slick while your eyes landed on the tent in his sweats. He took that moment to lick the rest of you off his fingers while looking at you depraved. Your body thrummed with desire as you took in his figure.
Cameron took in your disheveled appearance, fully taking his shirt off of you now, leaving you naked. You caught the glint of something in Cameronâs eyes as he looked at you dazed. âTurn over babyâ, he directed. With the little strength you had, you rolled onto your stomach pulling yourself up on your knees. Turning your head to the side for air, you let your upper body rest into the mattress unable to muster the energy to pull yourself onto all fours.
You heard shuffling behind you and slightly turned your head more to view Cameron behind you stroking himself lazily while he stared. âPleaseâ, you begged, pushing your ass back towards him. Cameronâs dick twitched as he fully took in your state. âSo beautiful. You know I love hearing you baby, keep goingâ, he stated as he started running his tip up and down your folds coaxing more wetness. The knot in your stomach grew tight as he started unraveling that one thread with his words. He leaned over you now, one hand placed on your hip, the other positioned next to your head. You grasped his arm, pleading some more, âI need you so bad Cam, pleaseâ.
That was enough to provoke Cameron to line his tip with your entrance before pushing in inch by inch. His abdomen tightened once fully seated in you as you fluttered around his length. You gripped the sheets, breath hitching as he started an agonizingly slow pace making sure you felt the depth with each thrust. The sensation of him thrusting in and out slowly made you delirious as the intensity of your pleasure grew. Mumbling into the sheets you uttered, âyou feel so-â, voice cut off with a loud moan as he made a particularly deep thrust. He moaned feeling you clench down in response.
He pressed a kiss to your cheek before shifting behind you placing both his hands on your waist, roughly pulling your ass back to meet his thrusts. Cameronâs mouth parted as he stared at your ass, his eyes low. With a deep groan, he muttered, âlook so fucking good like thisâ. He set a steady pace, coaxing more obscene sounds out of you. Your eyes momentarily rolled back as the depth of his thrusts caused him to hit your g-spot repeatedly. You gasped at the sensation, clawing at the sheets as you suddenly felt the pressure build in your stomach.
As the power of his thrusts increased you were slowly losing the ability to keep your knees steady. Cameron noticed this and quickly grabbed one of the many pillows above your head and placed it at the base of your hips. He leaned over you now, his chest grazing your back as he grabbed one of your arms and held it behind your back. In the process of that, he positioned his other hand under the pillow on your clit, quickly rubbing circles. Your voice broke as you screamed at the added stimulation, the band in your stomach on the verge of snapping. Cameronâs voice breaking into a string of groans by your ear as he felt your body respond. Planting deep, calculated thrusts from this position, voice straining, he whispered, âcum on me babyâ. As you just barely registered what he was saying your vision blurred. Your body instinctively tried to move away from him as the pleasure became overwhelming. Cameron reinforced his body, pressing against you to stop you from squirming. âDonât run baby, you can handle itâ. The band snapped and you felt a rush of liquid flow out, more than you typically felt when you came. You were breathing hard as your entire body trembled from your orgasm. Though Cameron had slowed his movements to an eventual stop, the waves of your climax were just as intense.
Your body felt like jello as you slowly came back down. Cameron pulled out slowly, gently turning you over onto your back. He caressed your cheek while his other hand rubbed circles into your hip. Checking to see where your head was at he asked, âYou good?â Your breathing had steadied now so you chose that moment to open your eyes to see his still full of desire with a hint of concern at your spacey gaze. You used what little strength you had left to pull him down for a kiss. Meekly you whispered against his lips, âneed more, needed you so bad all weekâ.
A knowing grin came to Cameronâs face as he manually wrapped your thighs around his hips. He slowly slipped back in with ease. You loosely wrapped your arms around his neck, softly moaning from the sensitivity and pleasure. Cameron slid his hands under your body, pulling you into a bear hug as he confessed âI knew. Wanted to see how long youâd lastâ. You felt the grin on his face as he turned his head to kiss you on the cheek. You wouldâve made a remark about him being cocky but that was the moment he decided to give you slow, deep thrusts, eliminating any other thoughts from your head. The closeness paired with the emotion in his movements made your head spin.
You felt another orgasm bubbling under the surface as his pace increased, thrusts growing sloppy. âC-camâ, you stuttered out. Your body was fighting between the feeling of overstimulation and craving another one despite your sensitivity. In response, you dropped a hand down to his abdomen, debating against trying to push him away or clutching him impossibly closer, nails digging into his skin. Cameron groaned out as the pleasurable sting of your manicured nails went straight to his dick. Breathing out against your ear, âright there?â, Cameron uttered. Your back arched as you motioned to nod your head rapidly before your orgasm halted your movement. Vision blurring, wanton moans spilled from your mouth as your thighs unconsciously spasmed around his hips from the intensity. Triggered from yours, Cameron let out a low groan as his climax rippled through him at an alarming speed, his grip on your hips now bordering on painful. Your toes curled at the pleasurable pain from his grip and the feeling of him coating your walls. Through the haze of his orgasm Cameron stuttered out, âf-fuckâ, as you wrapped your arms around his back, lightly scratching down as you settled from your orgasm.
You whimpered as he slowly pulled out. âIâll be right backâ, he assured before leaving the room to grab a wash cloth to clean you. He did the same to himself before returning to bed to cuddle you, pulling you against his chest. Cameron absentmindedly stroked your arm as he asked, âyou feel better?â Content, a small smile came to your face as you jokingly said, âmuch actually, but youâre so fucked up for intentionally teasing me like thatâ. He erupted into laughter before responding, âif it makes you feel any better I was struggling too, you smell different when youâre ovulating. Your pussy was basically calling out my nameâ. You scrunched your face at his admittance before laughing. âYouâre so nastyâ, you responded. He grinned, immediately rebutting, âyou love it thoughâ, before playfully biting your shoulder. Blushing at his words you couldnât do anything but laugh because you did indeed love it.
Upon more conversation, you recalled what you two were doing before the sudden intermission. You werenât going to feel like cooking dinner anytime soon after all of that. Nor did you want to so you lazily traced his abdomen as you spoke, âso yea, dinnerâŚâ he softly chuckled before responding, âwe can order something. Do you want me to go run a bath in the meantime?â You replied, âmhm, I just want to lay here for another momentâ.
summary : cameron's competitive nature gets the best of him.. and you
word count : 800?
warnings/tags : 19+ MDNI, porn wit ZERO plot lolz, p in v, unprotected sex, ROUGH sex, creampie, daddy kink, he smacks y/n's ass like one time? im prolly missing sum but u get it! oh and y/n uses she/her pronouns
song inspo. : d33p3r - mike will made it, teezo touchdown, & luda
one thingâs certain about cameron cade - he was excruciatingly competitive. he desired to win everything, regardless of how major or minor it is. this urge to be champion translated over into his relationships as well. arguments, petty games, impromptu harmless wrestling matches - he won them. heâd proudly flex his gorgeous muscles while you roll your eyes and scoff.
youâd let him win because you love him. and, frankly, because heâs a sore loser. all his pent-up rage and anger festered and ate him alive. which led to cameron taking it out on you. rough sex, bite marks, you in a heap of sweat and tears apologizing profusely. the mess he often left you in was a double-edged sword. you hated that you bent a knee for cameron, giving into the fear he'd make you feel from one look alone. but you loved when he got in this mode. taunting and ignorantly treating your body like a toy to satisfy himself and teach you a lesson in the process. he knows youâll submit everytime. which is why tonight was no different. a petty disagreement you two had days prior rolled over into a very contentious debate.
this time, you held your ground, refusing to be the understanding party. frustrated, cameron slammed the door to your shared condo and went for a walk. you attended to some chores, hoping a routine cleaning would help calm you down. cameron not being the condo certainly did help. you were on the couch folding clothes when the front door swung open, cameron stood in the doorway. immediately, you froze in place.
his icy blue eyes bore deep into yours, the lines around his mouth hardening. fuck, heâs mad. you knew this only ended in two ways - cameron going to his âman caveâ to simmer down or your body becoming a victim in his path of terror. it was the latter today. thatâs how you ended up where you are now. bent over in a dining room chair, no place to go, and no one to hear you scream. âbaby, no more.â, you pleaded, dragging out the 'baby' for mercy. your lover could care less. cameronâs hands gripped both arms of the chair, holding it still while he ravaged your body.
your back was arched, face pressing against the cold wood. tears and snot dried on your hot cheeks. he was right behind you, his tall frame surrounding your body. cameronâs pelvis just centimeters away, his dick digging into you in ways you never thought you possible. for the past hour, cameron switched between pounding you relentlessly and eating you out from behind. you were at your breaking point. your pussy throbbing, your knees trembling trying to keep still, you felt like youâve been in this position for hours. wet, creamy slick pooled onto the edge of the chair. you almost slipped, but cameron caught you just in time, âstay still. iâm finna cum.â
you groaned but still complied. âcam, youâre so fuckinâ deep, itâs too much.â, cameron laughed at your pathetic whines. he wouldnât verbally admit it, but a small part of cameron enjoyed seeing you like this. at his grace, under his dominant frame taking stroke after stroke until you collapse and cry. âyouâre so deep.â, he breathily mocked you. cameron pressed on the small of your back, slowly stroking deep into you. his hips angled down, hitting spots you never dreamt he could. he did this on purpose. those meticulous, but sharp strokes made your body crumble. another orgasm creeping inside you, your legs closing out of habit. tears threatened to fall again. afraid of cameron retaliating, you asked, âplease, daddy, can i cum?â cameron roughly tugged on your hair, you gasped in surprise.Â
his breath tickled your ear, âtell me âthank youâ when you cum on my dick.â a soft âyes daddyâ left your lips. cameron calmly picked up the pace, pulling on your shirt and hair to keep you in place while you unravel beneath him. your clit jumped at the steady, but harsh stimulation of his balls hitting it. you couldnât scream or cry, just broken chants of âoh my god, oh my god, oh my godâ. you nails dug into the expensive wood, tiny creaks filled the spacious condo. your pussy squelched around cameronâs dick. a harsh slap landed on your ass, âwhat did i say?â
âthank you, daddy, thank you! â, you cried. your body trembled under him, but he didnât stop. his hands returned to the arm chairs. the chair scratching against the floor from the brute force of cameronâs thrusts. you screamed, feeling slightly embarrassed, wondering if your neighbors heard you. the chair went from scooting ever so slightly to fully rocking. your body fell slack in the chair, the pleasure becoming unbearable at this point. âfuck, you boutta make me cum, baby.â, cameron groaned through gritted teeth. you begged for him to cum, to end this agonizing war of pleasure and pain.
a final, hard snap of his hips and he released inside you. your pussy achingly pulsated the longer he stayed inside of you. his chest pressed onto your back. both of your bodies respectively holding the other personâs up. you finally gathered your breath, âtruce?â he lowly chuckled upon your body, âtruce.âÂ
nigga talkin abt maddy walking around barefoot & having his four cocoa colored babies then used her as a human shield and tossed her flying?? acting just like his damn momma.
