You guys can refer to me as Bunnie! I’m 23 years old, a big Toby Rogers enthusiast, and emo irl.
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I post mostly NSFW fics and headcanons about Creepypastas. I do write sfw, but less often. Per the fandom, sometimes there is mildly graphic or dark content in my writing. Reader discretion is advised.
General note about my writing
So let me start by saying, while I stylize each character a bit, I do try to keep my characterizations close to the original one.
Also, I am aware of the lore and how I am bending it. Yes, I’m aware that most of these characters are not proxies for Slenderman. I like to think of them in two categories: true proxies and willing killers that Slenderman would keep around cause they still get the job done, even if they’re doing it for their own personal reasons.
So like true proxies: Toby, Masky*, Hoodie*
Willing killers: Jeff, Ben, X Virus, EJ
*I’m aware that Masky and Hoodie are not creepypastas and they don’t interact with Slenderman in the Marble Hornets series, and they work against rather than for the Operator.
But listen broksi, it makes it a hell of a lot easier on me to build a cohesive universe if they all just live in the slendy mansion, so that’s what I’m going with.
I do take requests for headcanons and fics! More info below the cut :3
PLEASE READ RULES FOR REQUESTING BEFORE SUBMITTING
About requests
I’m a student!!! So I do take requests but don’t freak out if it takes me a little to get to it. If you’re wondering about the status of a request you’ve sent you can always message me! However:
Do not send me the same request twice.
Also please keep in mind that a request is just that: a request. I like to write things that people want but I have the right to refuse a request for any reason. I am a person.
What I will write
I will write fics or headcanons, please specify which you would like in your request. Try to be as detailed as possible when you make a request! Sometimes I don’t answer prompts because they are too vague/not enough to work with. The more detail the more I can write for you!!!
For creepypasta, I will only write X readers. I generally write mostly NSFW. If it’s NSFW, it will always be a female reader since I am not comfortable writing anything else (sorry). If it’s SFW, I will try to keep it more neutral, but if gender is mentioned I will always specify in the title.
Characters: Jeff, Toby, Ben, Jack, Cody, Tim, Brian (these are my staples)
WOMEN!
If you request a more obscure creepy pasta I will still do it but keep in mind it may take me longer since I’ll have to do some research on the character! I care a lot about character integrity so if I’m writing for a new character I’ll want to make sure it’s accurate.
What I won’t write
Torture, gore, scat/piss, tentacles, necrophilia, etc. (this is not an exhaustive list)
Anything that makes me uncomfortable!
Characters: laughing jack (he gives me the heebie jeebies idk), slenderman (I’m on the fence about this one, I may reconsider at this at one point)
NSFW Toby Drabble because I’m just thinking about him
This is poorly written and unedited but I had to cast it out of my mind for my own sanity
TW: Noncon
The idea of Toby stalking you for months and months, watching you from the shadows and memorizing all your routines. He’d have planned the way he wanted to finally meet you over a hundred times, wanting it to be super natural. He’d constantly overthink it, second guessing the way to approach you. But one day he just can’t take it anymore and he yanks you into an alleyway. He’s breathing so heavily as he holds your body against his and traps you against the wall. He’s too impatient to even strip you properly or play with you like he’d imagined. Your whines are muffled by his hand over your mouth as he lifts your skirt and pulls your panties to the side, breathing heavily in your ear as he shoves his already hardened cock inside with no warning. He makes no effort to contain his sounds, just grunting and growling as he traps you against him, cock pressing against your cervix. He doesn’t even pull in and out properly, staying so deep inside, rutting his hips against yours with those desperate grunts in your ears. He can feel you tensing up, trying to resist him, and he just uses his leg to push yours apart even more, because he’s not stopping. You just keep squirming until he yanks you down to the ground and pins you with his body fully on top of yours. He’s still grinding his cock against your cervix and grunting into your ear, covering your mouth and taking deep inhales in your hair because the scent of you is gonna make him come. He just keeps rutting and rutting until you feel the warmth of his cum flood your cunt, pulse after pulse of his cock while he bites your shoulder hard. Then next thing you know he’s yanked you up, hatchet at your neck, because the only way you’re leaving here alive is with him.
Okay sooooo you’re like my favorite crp fanfic writer and it’s my birthday next week..
Do you think you could write X!Virus x Birthday!Reader headcanons? Both Sfw and NSFW??
Thank you!!
Like hiiiiiii OMG I hope this isn’t late, I tried to work expeditiously since it’s ur bday
.⋅˚₊‧ 🜲 X Virus x Birthday! Reader 🜲 ‧₊˚ ⋅
NSFW below the cut!
☣︎ I think early on in your relationship, he would not understand the significance of birthdays very well
☣︎ because of his childhood, and living in an orphanage, I think birthdays would either be totally foreign to him or a sore subject
☣︎ so I think in order for your birthday to go well, ideally your relationship would start at a time where his birthday would be next before yours and then you show him the way
☣︎ once Cody understands a birthday, pack it up
☣︎ he would do the most, but it would go something like this
☣︎ Cody is super absorbed in his work until he realizes that your birthday is super close
☣︎ and much like how he works, this makes him enter a frenzy where he stays up for the few days leading up to your birthday working on stuff for you
☣︎ as such, your gift is presented to you exactly when he finishes it, at 3am on your birthday
☣︎ you’re half awake, rubbing your eyes “Cody when’s the last time you slept?”
☣︎ “What? Why are you asking me that? Open it.” Because he can’t contain himself
☣︎ it would be something deeply personal and made by hand by him (because he’s a crafty guy :3)
☣︎ and of course after he gives it to you, he will shower and finally agree to sleep with you until morning
☣︎ on the actual day of your birthday trust you are getting extra princess treatment
☣︎ and speaking of special treatment
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☣︎ girl you know iiiiii 😫
☣︎ just know… he’s coming up with a special concoction just for you
☣︎ which yknow he already does on the regular so for your birthday it has to be special
☣︎ which is why this time, he made something for both of you to take
☣︎ because you’d been asking him for it, but it’s hard for him to give up control
☣︎ he’s usually so precise and meticulous when he fucks you but after he took this with you…
☣︎ god he’s fucking feral
☣︎ fucking you like he can’t get enough of you, but like it’s actually driving him crazy
☣︎ like just the smell of your arousal has him literally drooling and he’s eating you out for hours and having you ride his face
☣︎ he fucks you for hours and hours, just making you come over and over
☣︎ which is a sharp contrast from the way he usually makes you ask permission to come
☣︎ it’s so much that eventually you feel like you need to tap out, but the drug still hasn’t worn off for him
☣︎“Why are you trying to get away? I’m just treating you extra special today. Get back here.”
☣︎ fucks you until his balls are dry and you’re absolutely exhausted
☣︎ best birthday ever
Happy birthday!!! @rxttenpng ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝🎂 I hope you enjoyed!!!!
How would the creeps react to you being a canibal or smt 🤯 like reader is js in the kitchen of the mansion and is just munching on some meat from someone's thigh 😽
(My oc is part canibal bc of the entity in her mind 😭🔥)
Okay so SORRY that this legit took me a few months shy of a year to get through I’m trying to catch up on my requests rn
´ཀ` Creepypasta Boys x Cannibal! Reader ´ཀ`
Characters: Jeff the Killer, Ticci Toby, BEN drowned, Eyeless Jack, X Virus, Tim/Masky, Brian/Hoodie
Also pls forgive that these are a little short, it’s kinda a pretty niche situation so I didn’t really know what else to write besides like the reaction
Jeff
☠︎︎ ︎honestly could not give a FUCK
☠︎︎ bro cut his own face open like honestly he’s not one to judge
☠︎︎ generally cares more about himself than he does about others so lowkey he minds his business
Toby
✘ finds it kinda funny
✘ not bothered or disturbed by it
✘ might enjoy watching you do it sometimes depending on how manic he is that day
Ben
⚠︎ a little too intrigued by it
⚠︎ like his level of interest is somewhat off putting
⚠︎ he will make jokes about it or call you names though
Eyeless Jack
𖤐 at first he really doesn’t know how to feel about it
𖤐 on one hand, you are the same as him which he hates himself for eating people
𖤐 on the other hand you are the same as him which he finds strangely comforting
𖤐 I think it would make you two bond over time
𖤐 having you around would make Jack feel more comfortable with himself
X Virus
☣︎ he is anywhere from confused to mildly disturbed
☣︎ he wants to know why you do it
☣︎ perhaps would be interested in how it affects your body
Tim/Masky
꩜ Tim is honestly so fed up with all the freaks living in this mansion
꩜ only cares about getting his shit done and smoking a cig
꩜ would keep his distance
☆ Masky does not give a FUCK what anyone does tbh
Brian/Hoodie
𖣐 girl stoppp you’re scaring the hoes (Brian is the hoes)
𖣐 like Tim he would also keep his distance
𖣐 but he would still be nice to you whenever he interacts with you
Hii! so, I've been reading your work -a lot- recently, and I wanted to ask you if you could do another one of hyper feminine reader but with Tim
Thank you❤️
After an overwhelming amount of requests of different characters with a hyperfem reader I’ve decided to just finish out the series
𓊆ྀི❤︎𓊇ྀི Creepypasta boys x Hyperfeminine! Reader 𓊆ྀི❤︎𓊇ྀི NSFW
Characters: Jeff the Killer, Ticci Toby, BEN drowned, Eyeless Jack, X Virus, Tim/Masky, Brian/Hoodie
Also unrelated but thank you guys for 1K followers! I’m like 900% sure the dry humping headcanons are what tipped it over the 1k mark and I think that is just beautiful
NSFW below the cut!
Jeff
☠︎︎ lowkey I think Jeff is kinda misogynistic, like not in a purposeful way but more like the way it’s ingrained in all men unless they actively fight against it
☠︎︎ so at first he perceives the softness and femininity as weakness and he lowkey dislikes you for it because he hates people he perceives as weak
☠︎︎ but underneath it all he is undeniably attracted to you and your cute little skirts and the way you do your hair and that stupid hair twirl thing you do and UGH HE HATES IT (sure Jeff)
☠︎︎ so he’s mean to you, and yet you are so warm, so forgiving, so caring
☠︎︎ you endure so much that one day he realizes that you actually aren’t weak
☠︎︎ and once you guys have a breakthrough and he can admit he likes it he’s all over you
☠︎︎ the frilly skirts and tights get him all riled up like prepare for endless teasing and reaching under your skirt and randomly squeezing your thighs
☠︎︎ but as much as he loves it, being with you puts him on edge like crazy
☠︎︎ cause he gets JEALOUSSSS like really bad
☠︎︎ he would lock you away in a box if he could
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☠︎︎ he has a real thing for ruining you
☠︎︎ as pretty as you are when you’re all done up Jeff just has this desire to mess it all up
☠︎︎ he really likes to get you all disheveled, and the main way he does that is by fucking you rough
☠︎︎ loves seeing your makeup smear and pushing up your clothes
☠︎︎ he really has a thing for fucking you half dressed, like just pushing the clothes out of the way and keeping them on
☠︎︎ and it’s only worse if he gets jealous
☠︎︎“Fuck, look how slutty you look. So pretty when I ruin you.”
☠︎︎ but it riles him up more because he’s the only one who gets to see you in that state
☠︎︎ he likes to come on your face
☠︎︎ ︎has a real big thing for fucking you in front of a mirror so he can watch how you progress from a cute pretty angel to his dumb little whore
Toby
✘ Something about Toby is… he likes pretty girls
✘ so the second he lays eyes on you it’s on
✘ he’s obsessed with the way you smell so girly and how soft your skin is
✘ and you take care of him????
✘ he absolutely adores you
✘ when you’re all dressed up, to him it’s like you’re a present all wrapped up with a bow
✘ constantly clinging to you
✘ but he’s extremely careful to not mess up your hair or makeup (he learned that lesson fast)
✘ really likes to do “girly” activities with you like help you bake or go shopping with you
✘ constantly stealing shit from victims houses for you
✘ like if he sees a cute skirt or top? Taking it. Pretty jewelry? Taking it. Perfume that smells nice? Taking it.
✘ chivalrous in a funny way
✘ like if there’s an entirely avoidable mud puddle he’s making a big show out of picking you up and carrying you over it
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✘ he’s hard
✘ LOL but like genuinely he cannot keep his hands off of you
✘ he really likes to have you straddle his lap and face him while he fingers you
✘“Gott, du bist so verdammt süß, wenn du auf meinem Schoß sitzt. Du willst mehr? Sag mir.”
✘ because he needs to see your face when you come
✘ loves when you have your hair done up all cute
✘ because he’s about to yank on it
✘ him being careful to not mess up your hair and makeup is now out the window
✘ but he lovesssss super cutesy lingerie
✘ like if you wore like a maid lingerie costume and did something cute like bake for him
✘ it’s over for you
✘ he’s breeding you every night, and some mornings, occasionally midday cause he’s a freak like that
Ben
⚠︎ your look really makes you stand out to him
⚠︎ he’s very intrigued by the skirts and the bows and the way you wear so much pink
⚠︎ so now you’re his target, and he will have you
⚠︎ Tries to manipulate you but he legitimately can’t because you’re too sweet
⚠︎ like not that he feels bad, it’s like he just literally cannot manipulate someone into doing things for him if they’re already sweet and willing
⚠︎ somehow he found himself smitten
⚠︎ he really likes to show off who he is with, which you are absolutely perfect for
⚠︎ Really likes you getting dolled up, especially for you going out with him
⚠︎ so he takes you on dates ALL THE TIME
⚠︎ when he gives people viruses he includes a photo of you and him with him holding up the middle finger and it says “my bitch is sexier than yours” in meme text LMAO
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⚠︎ really likes for you to get dolled up and go out with him… while you have a remote control vibrator inside you
⚠︎ especially if you’re wearing a cute little skirt and thigh highs
⚠︎“Better not drip down your legs or it’ll ruin your socks, won’t it?”
⚠︎ and when you get home he shoves those soaked panties in your mouth after he ties you up so he can tease you for hours
⚠︎ acts mad if you ended up making a fool of yourself in public because he was torturing you
⚠︎ but in reality he fucking loves corrupting you
⚠︎ that’s really his favorite part of sex with you
⚠︎ each and every time it feels like he’s ruining something delicate and HE’S PULLING HIS COCK OUT
Eyeless Jack
Done previously, can read here (contains SFW & NSFW)
X Virus
Done previously, can read here (contains SFW & NSFW)
Tim/Masky
꩜ Originally, Tim was indifferent to your hyperfemininity and perhaps even a bit uncomfortable
꩜ he likes to keep things pretty lowkey so someone hyper-anything is a lot for him
꩜ but you’re just so cute he couldn’t resist
꩜ he found himself wanting to do gentlemanly things for you
꩜ and wanting to protect you
꩜ which only made you sweeter towards him, baking him stuff and sewing up his clothes when they ripped
꩜ and then he realized he needed to stake his claim over you or else someone else is gonna snatch you up
꩜ despite this, he is actually very secure in his attachment to you
꩜ like he doesn’t get jealous or try to control what you wear
꩜ never lets you drive anywhere
꩜ also brings the car around for you when it rains because yes, you have your cute little umbrella but why would he ever let the possibility of you getting rained on occur?
꩜ doesn’t smoke around you because he thinks it’s too dirty to expose you to
꩜ like ugh he’s just such a man, he’ll fix your car, he’ll pump your gas, he’ll hang up your cute little decorations, like everything a man should do
☆ Masky laughs at you, in a truly amused way but he’s cruel like that
☆ careful not to damage Tim’s precious angel (but not that careful)
☆ remember when I said that if you dated Masky he would view you as a pet? Yeah… especially if you’re all dressed up in frills and looking extra cutesy
☆ gives you some compliments but they’re always the unabashedly vulgar type that leave you feeling embarrassed
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꩜ Tim loves you so gently
꩜ like such soft domming & extra praise
꩜“Just like that, angel. You’re perfect. You’re so cute. Keep moving your hips. Good girl.”
꩜ if he comes home and you’re in a cute little lingerie set he likes he’s instantly folding
꩜ because you do so much to take care of him best believe he’s going to take care of you
꩜ And by that I mean he’s eating that pussy good
꩜ like he’s not stopping until you’re pushing him away
꩜ actually he’s not stopping until a little bit after you try to push him away, not until he’s sure you’re serious about it
꩜ cause why else would he stop?
꩜ Kisses you in missionary cause he’s really in love type shit
꩜ if you suck his cock looking that cute it almost makes him tear up because what did he ever do that was good enough to deserve this?
☆ honestly seeks you out more than you’d expect
☆ he loves to have you on your knees in front of him because you look so pretty
☆ he has you trained to start slow, kissing the tip first and leaving traces of whatever lip product you’re wearing on him until it devolves into him face fucking you
☆ has you take off everything except your jewelry (bonus points if it’s stuff Tim bought you)
☆ he has a big thing for commanding you rather than using force
☆ cause he loves seeing an angel like you be good for him
☆ he goes hard just to see the ways your pretty face can contort with the overstimulation
☆ “no, you don’t get to tap out. Keep those legs open like the pretty little slut you are.”
☆ likes to come on your face
Brian/Hoodie
𖣐 You got him on the PROWL from the second he sees you
𖣐 because instantly he thinks “she looks cute and fun to tease”
𖣐 and he’s right
𖣐 he is constantly taking pictures of you, even if you think you look bad
𖣐 you’re always adorable to him
𖣐 Doesn’t get jealous, he’s mature like that
𖣐 especially because there’s no reason to feel jealous when you’re constantly wearing his favorite color just for him, and that perfume he likes
𖣐 He loves how sweet you are to him, it really makes him feel valued by you
𖣐 he melts whenever you do something like cook for him or bake for him or make him something cutesy
𖣐 like if you made him a bracelet or sewed a heart on his clothes or something he’d wear it proudly and not give a FUCK if the other guys make fun of him
𖣐 he keeps a secret picture of you in his wallet and sometimes taking a quick peek at it is all that gets him through the day
☹ Hoodie is such a creeper stalker omg
☹ Definitely takes secret pictures under your skirt just to mess with you
☹ he also takes pictures that you’re aware of but they all have the motif that his hands are on you in some way, like a pic of him squishing your face or a pic of him squeezing your thigh
☹ mostly views you as a toy and you looking like an actual doll doesn’t help
☹ he will leave you gifts but they are never the type that someone with pure intentions would give you
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𖣐 Brian loves teasing the fuck out of you
𖣐 Has a really big thing for slowly undressing you
𖣐 If you whine he only goes slower just to rile you up more
𖣐 he is doing any and everything to see you make a pouty face or embarrass you
𖣐 if you buy a new set or a new lingerie costume and you’re kinda embarrassed to wear it in front of him it’s over
𖣐 because he already loves to tease you but when you’re wearing such a delicate little set with that look on your face he ain’t stopping til you’re leaking his cum
𖣐 and then he’s fingering it back into you after
𖣐 has a big thing for marking you up in areas that will be highlighted in your cute outfits
𖣐 “you’re such a perfect little angel. You were made to take this cock.”
☹ if you rile Hoodie up beware
☹ he would 10000% have a thing for bending you over his lap and spanking you
☹ especially if you’re wearing a little skirt and some tights
☹ in fact if you’re wearing tights he will never fail to rip them apart to access what he wants
☹ fingers you while you’re still bent over his lap
☹ and then he’s making you bounce on his cock in his lap with your tights still ripped open and your hair all messy
☹ “see how easy it is for you open up for me? You want everyone to think you’re so pure but this is what you really like isn’t it? Maybe I should just take a picture of you like this and show everyone?”
Characters: Jeff the Killer, Ticci Toby, BEN Drowned, Eyeless Jack, X Virus, Tim/Masky, Brian/Hoodie
Literally nobody requested this I just wanted to do it LMAO
NSFW below the cut!
Jeff
☠︎︎ Jeff is always teasing you like the smug little asshole he is
☠︎︎ this time it involved taking your weapon
☠︎︎ cue very cliche flirting while holding it out of your reach
☠︎︎ except you weren’t having it all
☠︎︎ so you tackled him
☠︎︎ once you were both on the ground the situation really just devolved from there
☠︎︎ you managed to pin him down and straddle him, but he was still holding it as far away as he could
☠︎︎ so you ended up doing a little bounce motion while trying to reach for it without getting off of him
☠︎︎ Jeff immediately notices this and drops the weapon
☠︎︎ his hands fly to your hips and grinds you down hard
☠︎︎ “if you wanted to ride me you should’ve just said so”
☠︎︎ you’re absolutely mortified and try to get away but he grips your arms and pulls you down onto him even more
☠︎︎ you’re not going anywhere now
Toby
✘ Toby is so fucking feral for dry humping noooo
✘ like especially missionary dry humping
✘ he just loves to hold you down, get in between your legs and grind himself against you
✘ He does this in any situation where he can’t fuck you right then
✘ like if you guys are on the way back from a mission and you move in such a way (unintentionally) that gets him riled up it’s over
✘ he’s pushing you to the ground in the woods
✘ and truly, if he had it his way he’d fuck you right then and there but when you whine and protest he relents
✘ but not fully
✘ god he would be so desperate and lowkey almost whiny
✘ like just grinding himself into you and picturing you all exposed and spread open for him
✘“Fuck, I wanna be inside you so fucking bad, mein Mädchen.”
✘he doesn’t stop until a) he’s so frustrated himself that the only option is rushing you back home so he can bury himself inside you or b) he comes in his pants
Ben
⚠︎ Ben uses sex as a weapon LMAO
⚠︎ so he’s really only dry humping to tease you, to deny you of what you really want
⚠︎ what did you do to deserve it? Nothing really, he just likes to deprive you
⚠︎ but he won’t just let you sit and grind for a bit
⚠︎ no, Ben makes you do it for hours
⚠︎ he’ll have you straddle him and force you to keep your hands on his chest
⚠︎ “Yeah, that’s it. Move those hips. Show me how bad you want it.”
⚠︎ and at this point you’re damn near sobbing because you’ve already came more times than you can count and your clit feels almost raw from the friction but you just need him inside you so bad
⚠︎ “hmmm… just give me two more and I might consider fucking you.”
Jack
𖤐Jack fucking loves dry humping
𖤐 mostly because his cock is too big and he is too strong for his own good
𖤐 so he’s always scared of hurting you
𖤐 and after a particularly rough encounter, he refused to fuck you for weeks
𖤐 not because he didn’t want to, but because he felt so bad about hurting you, and he didn’t want to mess up again
𖤐 so instead he has you straddle his lap, wearing nothing but your panties
𖤐 he’s guiding your hips with his hands and kissing your neck UGH
𖤐 “you’re doing so good baby, just like that.”
𖤐 you can feel his big bulge under you and you’re begging for him to fuck you
𖤐 but he does not give into temptation because he knows what’s best for you
𖤐 plus he really does like watching you move your hips on top of him, especially since when he fucks you it’s almost always him doing most if not all the work (completely of his own doing)
X Virus
☣︎ You knew Cody was working and it was better to not interrupt him
☣︎ but that’s no fun at all
☣︎ so you sit on his lap
☣︎ “what the hell do you think you’re doing?”
☣︎ you continue being a massive distraction, wiggling around in his lap until you can hear his breathing start to pick up
☣︎ when you decide to start grinding your ass back and forth on his clothed cock, that’s when he snaps
☣︎ suddenly you’re bent over his lab bench and his hand is gripping your hair, holding your face down
☣︎ and he’s holding your arms behind your back with his other hand
☣︎ Your skirt rode up when he bent you over and he’s so fucking hard pressed against your thinly clothed cunt
☣︎ “This is what you wanted, huh?”
☣︎ and when you’re too embarrassed to answer he starts grinding his cock against you
☣︎ “What’s wrong, slut? You wanted to be a distraction. C’mon, pull down your panties.”
Tim/Masky
꩜ lowkey, I don’t think he’d be all that into it
꩜ not a dry humping truther
꩜ he would likely only do it for a little bit as a tease and then he’s getting straight down to business
꩜ unless you really liked it then he would have you do it on top of him
꩜ he’d move your hips with his hands, making sure you don’t go too fast and keeps your movements at a steady pace
꩜ “don’t get too excited, you can keep it steady, I know you can.”
꩜ but even then he can only take it for so long
☆ Masky does the type of dry humping where he bends you over and pounds you through the clothes
☆ To the point where it kinda hurts a bit
☆ And it’s always a punishment
Brian/Hoodie
𖣐 Brian been a dry humping supporter since day 1
𖣐 loves to do it anywhere, anytime
𖣐 but especially in situations where it can get you guys in trouble unfortunately
𖣐 like you guys are watching a movie with everyone and you’re sitting in his lap
𖣐 and you feel him start to subtly grind your hips onto him
𖣐 you know better than to fight it because he will quickly make it known to you who’s in charge
𖣐“Just be a good girl for me and keep quiet.”
𖣐 And he gets you all riled up until you have to make an excuse to leave the room and then he follows after you a few minutes later
☹ Hoodie doesn’t do dry humping he’s straight up just slipping it into you while you guys are watching a movie or sitting on the couch
☹ He does not give a single fuck who’s around
☹ If anything, you might try to initiate it for a moment but even just one roll of your hips and it’s over because now you’re getting his cock inside you
The Only Exception - Eyeless Jack x Female Reader NSFW
Warnings: kinda dubcon at times?
Originally published on AO3, which you can read here if you’d prefer :)
Words: 6.8k
Tags: Proxy! Reader, Ovulation, Demon Sex, Breeding, Creampie, soft dom, light degradation, Friends to Lovers, Vaginal Fingering, Finger fucking, Cunnilingus, Vaginal Sex, Mind Break, Aphrodisiacs, Getting close to monsterfucking on this one, Growling, Sexual Overstimulation
Summary: After an absolutely shitty day, there was only thing that could make it better: spending time with your best friend Jack. When you go to find him, he ignores you without so much as a glance in your direction. He got like this sometimes at random, but today it was just the icing on the cake of an already shitty day. Today, you were getting to the bottom of why he does this, no excuses. Turns out the explanation might not be what you were expecting at all.
As always:
All canon will be flexible to make way for sexy ⋆˚✰ ݁˖⭑.ᐟ
okay so FINALLY I’m giving EJ some love. I’ve had this draft half finished literally since like last summer I think (that’s embarrassing to admit). I tried to write Jack as more of like a soft dom here? Which was a challenge for me… like literally typing in google search bar “how to not be a relentless hard dom??? Help???” Because I only ever write like super harsh degrading doms (╥﹏╥) but I like to challenge myself so I am proud of this one
Shoutout to my betas for hard work on this one (megamind reaction photos)
What word could describe the way you felt right now?
Furious?
Sure, but that wasn’t strong enough.
Exasperated?
You were surely at your wits end, but still no.
Fuming?
Nope, still not right.
That’s what you were pondering as you trudged back to the mansion.
Wrathful.
That was the word you were looking for.
Unfortunately, finding the word to describe how you were feeling did nothing to quell the fire that was raging through your body.
Most people just quit their jobs when they hate them, but that wasn’t really an option for you. What you did couldn’t even really be described as a job, could it? You weren’t getting paid and you sure as hell never applied for it. Your situation was more akin to getting trapped like prey in a spider’s web. Once you’re in, there’s no way out.
Your fingers clawed at the symbol that marred the skin on your wrist. It wasn’t a tattoo, nor a brand, it was something unnatural. Something you never had the hopes of getting rid of.
It wasn’t like you were the only one. Although, having others in the same situation didn’t bring you much comfort. While no one truly chose to be a proxy for Slenderman, some people didn’t mind it as much as others. Really, no one minded as much as you did. You definitely had a much stronger disdain for your line of work than the others. That you were sure of.
Almost as if he could sense your reluctance to carry out your “tasks”, ol’ Slendy would just give you jobs that were even worse. Like your job today: kill three virgins and tack their lungs to three different trees in the woods to make a triangle.
Right. Of course. Whatever that fucking means. Does he have any idea how hard it was to find virgins that aren’t children this day and age?
Probably. That’s why he asked.
Although, he didn’t actually ask you. He never actually speaks to you or any of the proxies. His commands come to you like a thought in your head, one that you know didn’t come from you.
From start to finish, everything about this day had been so fucking infuriating. There wasn’t any milk in the fridge for your cereal this morning because whichever fucker used it last didn’t bother to throw away the jug. Slenderman sent you on a stupid fuckass mission. Not to mention, one of the stupid bitches you killed ripped your favorite shirt, but the real icing on the cake was definitely the heavy rain assaulting you on your way back.
You wanted nothing more right now than to talk to one person, and that was Jack. You were definitely due for a rant session.
Despite his unusual diet, Jack was actually one of the chillest people in the mansion. You often came to him whenever you needed to vent. As long as he wasn’t hungry, he was a pretty reasonable guy.
Unlike some of the other wackos, it was just… easy to be around Jack. You considered him your closest friend. He was one of the only other people in the mansion that, as long as he wasn’t in a feeding frenzy, shared a disdain for killing the way you did. Sure, you had other friends, but… this was the type of thing you couldn’t talk to them about. They just didn’t get it.
You finally made it back, opening the doors of the mansion, trying not to spit venom at whoever had the misfortune of being the first person you saw.
You dripped water on the floor as you came in, looking like a wet dog. You groaned as you took off your soaked boots. You didn’t need to add falling on your ass to the list of shit that was pissing you off today.
Nina and Clockwork were sitting in the living room, watching some mindless reality tv show. Clockwork looked hella bored and you just knew Nina had roped her into watching it with her.
They looked up when you entered the room. “Hello… lovely.” Nina smiled placatingly, knowing better than to ask.
“Hi, darling.” You managed a smile. “Have either of you seen Jack?” You tried to make your voice sound as minimally strained as possible.
“He just walked into the kitchen a minute ago.” Clockwork pointed to the kitchen doors. “Not sure if you wanna witness that though.” She snorted.
“Thanks.” You immediately headed to the kitchen, pushing open the swinging doors. You could handle seeing Jack eat. Wouldn’t be the first time.
You saw Jeff and Ben over at the table, playing some stupid board game the two of them had been obsessed with for the last two weeks. They must’ve just started the game because they weren’t yelling yet.
Jack was over by his fridge. Yes, his fridge. The other creeps banned him from using the same fridge as everyone else. He stiffened as soon as you entered the room.
You waltzed over to Jack. “You’ll never fucking believe-” you were cut short as Jack ducked his head down and walked out of the kitchen without saying a word to you.
Oh great, so it’s gonna be one of those days.
You clenched your fists hard, nails digging into your palms, as you watched Jack exit without even acknowledging you. This wasn’t the first time he had done this, but today you had already had your full tolerance of bullshit. Why the fuck did he have to be doing this today of all days? You were so pissed off you felt like you were going to cry, which only pissed you off more because of how pathetic it felt.
Jeff and Ben tried to hold back their laughter. Well, as much as those two could really. That only increased your rage, turning around to glare at the two. You turned away quickly, stopping the tears before anyone would have the chance to see you cry.
This was so not cool. What the fuck was everyone’s problem? No, really, what the fuck was Jack’s problem? He was such a good friend to you 99% of the time but then he’d just randomly pull this bullshit.
You stormed out of the kitchen just in time to see him going up the stairs.
“What the fuck is your issue?!” You yelled at him, only for him to keep going, without even bothering to turn around and look at you.
You were seething, your rage barely contained. The least he could’ve done was look at you. You were so mad you could rip out someone’s throat, even though doing such a thing was the original source of your rage.
All you wanted to do was vent to your closest friend. Was that too much to fucking ask for? For all the bullshit you endure in this hellhole did you not deserve a singular source of solace?
“He avoiding you again?” Clockwork’s voice broke you out of your ire.
“Must be one of his ‘I hate women’ days.” Nina said sardonically, her eyes not leaving the TV screen.
“But he wasn’t avoiding either of you was he?!” You snapped, not really at them but more so generally. Luckily, no one in this house batted an eye at snarky tones or shitty attitudes.
Clockwork leaned over the arm of the couch, closer to you. “Well no, but you know how he gets.”
“He does do it to us sometimes too.” Nina added, pausing the TV so they wouldn’t miss any more of the reality show, much to Clockwork’s disdain.
“You just notice it more cause you’re around him more often.” Clockwork rested her face on her hand.
“Way more often.” Nina emphasized with a playful smirk.
You ignored the comment. Your head was spinning trying to decipher the meaning behind his actions. What was triggering this kind of behavior from him? It was totally random.
“If it bothers you so much why don’t you try asking him?” Nina asked. “When he stops ignoring you that is.” She breathed out a laugh.
“I have. He fucking dodges the subject. He always just gives me that dog with its tail between its leg act and apologizes over and over. He keeps that up until I start to feel guilty for asking and give up.”
“Well, sounds like you’ve done all you can!” Nina says, hitting play on the TV again. Clockwork groaned.
You rolled your eyes. “Thanks guys.” You scoffed.
Well, nothing better to do now than go to your room and fume. You trudged up the stairs and down the hallway, passing Jack’s room to get to your own.
You glanced back at his door, rage bubbling within you again. That fucker was just sitting in his room, avoiding talking to you, for absolutely no reason.
Some friend he was. If he wasn’t even going to be there for you when you really needed it could you even call him your friend?
No, he wasn’t your friend. He didn’t even deserve to be your friend. He needed to know that.
You started rushing towards his door. You had some words trapped in your throat that you knew you’d regret later, but right now you really couldn’t care less. You wanted to hurt him as much as he had hurt you.
Your hand flew to the doorknob, yanking open his door without the slightest thought to knock.
“You think it’s funny to ignore me or something?!” You slammed the door behind you.
His was sitting at his desk, his eyes wide. He definitely hadn’t expected you to just barge in like that. He quickly regained his composure, not moving from his spot.
“What are you doing in here?” He asked calmly, but his tone still strained with unease.
“You think you can just walk away from me like that? Why the fuck are you acting like this? I want answers.” You demanded, angrily waving your arms.
“Calm down.” He stood up from his chair.
“Fuck you! Don’t tell me to fucking calm down. Who the fuck do you think you are?”
He grabbed your arm, trying to get you to stop swinging your arms around before you hurt yourself. “Hey-“
You yanked your arm back. “Don’t fucking put your hands on me! I deserve an explanation on why you randomly get to be an asshole to me!”
“Listen.” His tone was firm. “I’ll explain it to you later but right now you need to go.”
“That’s what you always say!” You spat back, inching closer to him. “I’m sick and tired of hearing vague excuses!”
You knew you should stop, but you couldn’t. You wanted to let the rage propel you, let it erupt from you like a volcano.
“Hey, I’m ser-”
“-If you fucking hate my guts just say that!” You yelled, cutting him off.
Suddenly, you were stilled, his hands on your shoulders. “Don’t say stupid shit like that. I don’t hate you. Are you dense?”
You opened your mouth to speak but before you could he cut you off.
“Last chance. Just listen to what I tell you and leave.” His tone was low and deeper than anything you’d heard from him before. It was enough to make you a little scared of him. Towering over you like this, it was like you suddenly remembered he was half demon.
The shock showed on your face. He immediately took his hands off you, taking a deep breath. Then, he jolted like that was a mistake, clasping his hand over his mouth and nose.
“Get out of here. Now.” He commanded, his voice dropping to a low demonic sounding growl. “Walk. Don’t run. You’ll only make me want to chase you.”
His words had shifted you. You were no longer angry, only worried about him. You could sense there was something bigger going on.
“Jack, I just want to know what’s going on with you.” You gently reached out to touch him.
Of course, it had to be you. If it had been any of the other girls in the mansion he probably would’ve been able to control himself, even in this close proximity. Not you though.
The next moment was a blur, too fast for you to even comprehend what happened. You had been yanked from the wall somehow, and were now on Jack’s bed, with him on top of you.
“You really want to know that badly?” He had a wolfish smile on his face. “You’re about to find out.”
You felt a deep heat settle in your stomach. It would be a lie to say you’d never thought of Jack in an intimate way. The position you were in, the tone of his voice, and that look he gave you were all sending electricity straight to your core.
He leaned down, burying his face in your neck and inhaling deeply. He was so close. The simple act held more intimacy than anything you two had ever done together. Heat rushed through your body like a fever.
“I’ll bet you don’t even realize.” He mumbled into your neck before pulling away to take your mouth, hungrily. His tongue slipped in almost immediately, the warmth of him spreading throughout your mouth.
You were floating in a state of confusion right now. You’d quietly decided early on in your friendship that it would probably be better to just stay friends with Jack. Taking things further would only complicate things, that’s what you’ve always told yourself. But your resolve was crumbling as his hands ran along your waist. He was reigniting the feelings you had for him that you’d suppressed long ago. He deepened the kiss further. It was like he was devouring you. A low growl erupted from his throat as he completely overtook your mouth.
He pulled away, leaving you panting while he pushed your top up, taking your bra with it, allowing your chest to spill out. You gasped when he started palming your chest, putting a little extra pressure on your nipples. “You don’t even realize how much effort I put into controlling myself around you.”
Your body jolted and a little squeak escaped you. “Jack, I-”
“-No you really don’t get it. I can tell you don’t.” He sounded breathless and almost frantic. He pressed his thumbs down on your sensitive nipples, causing you to yelp. “You’ll come in here at night, wearing the tiniest pair of shorts, and ask to watch a goddamn movie with me in my bed without a second thought.”
You didn’t have anything to say to that. It was true. Well, half true. You definitely knew what you were doing when you came into his room in your tiniest pair of sleep shorts asking to watch a movie. So, maybe you were being a bit of tease with him sometimes. Even after you’d decided to just be friends there was always a bit of unresolved sexual tension between you and Jack. Sometimes you’d see what you could do to push his buttons, seeing if he’d make a move.
You hadn’t realized it affected him this much.
He pushed your skirt up, hooking his finger into your panties right where they sat over your cunt. He tried yanking them down, seemingly attempting to do so with a bit of restraint, and yet the fabric ripped before they got even halfway down your thighs. He growled, tossing the tattered fabric to the side.
He pushed your thighs apart, revealing your cunt, which was already dripping wet, laughably so. “That’s all it takes to rile you up?”
Your face felt hot with embarrassment, but you couldn’t deny how badly you wanted him right now.
He took a deep breath, breathing in your scent, not even leaning down towards your heat. He let out another deep growl, his sharp toothed smile grew wider, like a shark that smelled blood in the water. The look of raw desire on his face only made your clit throb.
His breathing was getting heavier, and you could see the way his body was practically trembling with need. You were sending him into a frenzy.
He sunk his fingers into your hair at the back of your head, yanking down to force you to look up at him. “All the fucking time, it’s like you’re doing all you can to tempt me.” His voice sounded almost pained, like he was fighting to restrain himself right now.
You felt a bit guilty now, hearing how distressed you’d made him. “Jack… I never meant to… er, I just didn’t realize…” Your pathetic attempt at an explanation came out shaky, proving how weak you were for him already.
He cupped your cunt, applying just enough pressure to make you gasp, your body arching towards him. He was keenly watching each reaction from you, his non-existent gaze piercing through you. Then he started to move his hand, adding a bit more pressure. You started to let out soft moans, sensing his agitation increase with each sound from you.
He continued his manic rant, the desperation thick in his voice. “And every time you’re ovulating I can smell you. I can fucking smell you.” His voice was a low grit. “And it’s like I can fucking feel you.”
That comment earned a sharp gasp from you. That certainly wasn’t an ability you were aware of him having.
“And I tried- I fucking tried- I tried to control myself around you because I didn’t want to fucking hurt you.”
He truly had tried his best to keep it from you. In fact, you weren’t the only one he could smell. On its own, it wasn’t entirely overpowering. He could fight it, but it was an annoyance. He’d usually just opt for leaving the room at his earliest convenience. That was with any girl, though.
With you specifically, the instinct combined with his already existing feelings for you, making it almost unbearable. That’s why he’d always leave the room so quickly. Just being around you for more than a minute or two would awaken something feral in him, and even if he got out fast he’d still have to go to his room and cool himself down. Sometimes it’d take hours… and a whole box of tissues.
He moved to your clit, rubbing little circles around it with his fingertips. Your moans increased, hanging onto every word he said.
“But your dumb little brain can’t comprehend that can it?” He moved his hand out of your hair to grab your face, forcing you to come closer to him as he slipped a finger into you. “No. No, you’re just that fucking needy that you couldn’t stand not being with me for one day.” His face was so close to yours you could feel the warmth of his breath on your lips.
Your face burned with embarrassment. There was nothing you could say to him that would make you feel less pathetic. You did need him. He was the first person you wanted when you were upset, the one who could make it all better.
He slipped another finger in, causing you to moan out. “Ohhh, I know.” He cooed. “This is what you wanted, isn’t it?” He started to pump his fingers in and out, making sure to press on your g-spot each time. “Huh? You needed your best friend to finger fuck your sloppy little cunt?”
You felt your stomach tightening, your moans becoming whinier. You were proving you were just as needy as he said you were. You gripped his bicep, panting heavily, getting breathier and breathier as the tension built.
You locked your eyes with his lack of eyes, whimpering pathetically, trying to communicate your need to him. “Jack… I can’t…!” You whined.
“Ohhhh, I know baby. I know.” Somehow he was being cruel and sweet at the same time, and the pet name was only making your stomach fill with more warmth.
“I’ll let you come for me. Even though you don’t deserve it. Even though I know you’ve teasing me on purpose.”
Even though you could tell he was pissed, you couldn’t find even the tiniest bit of remorse for your actions inside you. This was so fucking good. This was what you craved, what you needed from him, especially on a day like today. All the tension in your body was draining out, collecting deep in your stomach instead.
“Mm… there it is. Just like that, baby.” Jack groaned as you came hard around his fingers. Your cunt squeezed him so perfectly and god, the way you gushed around him. He just had to taste you.
He slowly pulled his fingers out once you were done, bringing them to his mouth. Once he got just the smallest taste, it was like something deep inside him had shifted. His entire demeanor changed, no longer teasing and cruel. Your essence was like a drug coursing through his body, all going to one place. He licked and sucked at his fingers until they were clean, like he couldn’t get enough. His cock throbbed hard in his sweatpants.
Instincts were the only thing driving him now, and he had one thought ringing in his mind. The distinct taste of you while you were ovulating had awoken something in him, something in the part of him that wasn’t human anymore. It induced an all consuming need in him, like a cat going into heat.
He had to take a deep breath. Right now he wanted nothing more than to shove his cock right up against your cervix and breed you until he’d shoot blanks. But Jack knew he was big, and he’d tear a little human like you apart if he didn’t break you in first.
Sensing his shift, you tried to speak, attempting to keep your voice from shaking too much. “Jack…?”
Your voice was like heaven entering his ears. He could already imagine all the sounds you’d make when he filled you over and over… and the way your lovely voice would sound singing a lullaby to his child.
He ran his hands up your body, thrumming with excitement. He was practically vibrating. His mind was soaring and yet, every single thought was the same. He ran his hands over your soft breasts, imagining how perfect they’d be for nursing his child. He slid his hands down to your wide hips, thinking of how well they’d bear children. Finally, he moved his hand over your stomach, picturing the womb that lied there, and how he was going to fill it over and over tonight.
You’d never seen him act like this. “Jack… you’re kinda scaring me.”
His face lifted up to look at you, those empty sockets somehow boring holes through you. He cupped your face. “No, no, no, no… no need to be scared.” The tone of his voice completely contradicted his attempt to placate you.
“I just need…” The bubbling excitement made it hard for him to even focus on his words. “Just lay back and be good for me. Don’t try to fight back.”
His behavior was so bizarre for someone like him, it was like he was tracking prey and was still debating on eating you or consuming you in a different way. Never before had you thought you’d hear him say things like that, much less in a tone that made you drip onto his sheets.
Sensing your lack of resistance now, he slowly made his way down your body, sliding his arms under your knees and yanking you towards him. You trembled as he spread you wide open, feeling the heat of his breath fanning your cunt.
Nothing could’ve prepared you for the absolute euphoria you felt when his mouth made contact. You already knew Jack had three tongues, but even your filthy mind hadn’t ventured to imagine how he would use them.
He had a tight grip on your hips, keeping them pinned to the bed, which was a necessity because you definitely would’ve levitated off the bed with how hard your back arched. He slid two of his tongues inside you, stretching you just right, while the third tongue circled your clit.
You clasped your hand over your mouth to try to contain the downright filthy sounds that were coming out of you right now. You were gonna alert the entire mansion that you and Jack were finally hooking up if you didn’t control yourself.
“Fuck…” You couldn’t help but curse as he started sliding his tongues in and out of you, pressing your g-spot each time when it went in.
The pleasure built so rapidly that it scared you. Until now, you weren’t aware you could even come that fast. Your moans quickly devolved into whimpers and whines, no longer able to worry about how embarrassing you sounded. The only thing you could focus on right now was the building pleasure deep in your stomach.
You writhed on the bed as your orgasm ripped you apart. It soared through your body, overtaking you completely. You convulsed around his tongue, earning you a groan from Jack that vibrated through your cunt.
Jack watched intently as you came, slowing his movements but never stopping. His cock fucking ached in his sweats. You were so sexy like this, panting and all laid out for him, a slight sheen of sweat on your forehead.
You were still waiting for your brain to come back online. That was the hardest you’d ever came in your life. You hadn’t even gotten to the main event and you already felt completely spent.
Despite your exhaustion, your body still jolted to life when you felt Jack suck on your clit. An actual squeal came out of you when he did, and your hand flew to his hair. “Jack, wait…!”
He hummed in disagreement against you, and slid all three tongues inside you. Your thighs became earmuffs with how fast you squeezed them around his head. His deep growl rumbled through your whole body.
He pulled back for a second, pulling off his shirt.
Now listen, it wasn’t your first time seeing him without a shirt, but he was always a sight to behold. He was absolutely huge to begin with. He was already tall before the ritual, but becoming part demon brought him up to a height of 6’8”, not to mention his entire physique became enhanced, vastly superior in ways a human could never hope to imitate.
His size was intimidating to most people. You understood why, but you never let it bother you. It was only right now, with him on top of you, that you now understand the feeling of fear that trickled through people’s bodies at the sight of him.
He pushed your thighs down against the bed, spreading you as wide as you could go. “Keep these here. Can you do that for me?”
“Jack… it’s still sensitive-”
“Can you do that for me?” he repeated.
You got the hint, nodding quickly.
His smile was downright predatory. “Good.”
Although you agreed, you weren’t confident in your abilities to follow through. Your thighs were already shaking as he lowered his mouth to your heat.
He circled his arm around your hip to rub your clit in little circles as he slid all three of his tongues inside you again. It was almost torture having to keep your thighs still. A ragged moan tore from your throat from the overstimulation.
The only source of reprieve you had were the sheets under you, gripping them so hard your knuckles turned white. The lingering traces of your previous orgasm ramped back up, propelling you to the edge. The feeling was much more intense this time, the white hot pleasure building in your core.
“Jack, I can’t take it…” You whined, body writhing as much as you could manage while keeping your thighs steady.
You felt his chuckle resonate through your cunt, only serving to heighten the sensation. He pulled back a bit, guiding your hands to rest over your chest. “Just keep your hands busy. Don’t be a baby.” He smiled cruelly. “You’ve only came twice anyways.”
He went back to tongue fucking your cunt, the three tongues stretching you just right and pressing your g-spot with each thrust. You could feel each one of them moving independently as well, exploring every crevice inside you, leaving no area untouched.
You squeezed your own nipples as you came again from his tongues, following his commands without even questioning them. At this rate, he’d turn you into a total slut with just a few words.
Without missing a beat, he slipped a finger into you, pumping in and out a few times before adding a second finger. You made a noise that was a mix between a squeak and a whimper when he started to make a scissoring motion with his fingers, stretching you out.
“Now be good for this part.” He warned, prodding a third finger at your entrance.
This was new territory for you, you’d never taken three fingers from anyone before, much less from someone with such big hands. “Wait-”
“Shhhh. It’s gonna fit. I gotta get you ready for me, don’t I?”
You braced yourself as he started to push a third finger inside you. The stretch was foreign and a bit uncomfortable, but not painful. He barely got half in before you squirmed at the feeling, trying to escape it.
Wordlessly, he pulled his fingers out and yanked you up, moving you as if you were weightless. Your back pressed against his chest as he repositioned you to sit between his legs. He pulled your legs up and wrapped an arm around your entire form, keeping you spread wide.
“It’s okay, baby. I’ll help you.” His voice was almost sickeningly sweet whispering in your ear. Two of his fingers slipped into you again, and he was working to add a third. The sticky sounds of your wetness started to fill the room, only making Jack more feral.
He licked up your neck before whispering in your ear. “See, you’re so wet and ready. You can do it.” He cooed as he slipped the third finger inside fully, now pumping all three digits in and out of you. “Fuck, that’s a good girl.”
His fingers were so deep inside you, it felt like he was hollowing you out. The stretch was already enough to have you going limp in his arms. “Oh, fuck.” Was all you could manage to say before he started to curl his fingers inside you. He started to attack your neck too, licking the skin and sucking on it, leaving marks all over. All your words became incoherent babbles as you turned into a moaning mess in his arms.
He coaxed a few more orgasms out of you before you felt a fourth finger start to make its way inside. At this point it felt like he had wrung you out like a wet towel. There was no fight left in you to protest.
“Just a few more, baby. Give me a few more and I can give you my cock.”
So this was what it was like to fuck someone who was truly inhuman. Jack was impossibly strong, and it was like his stamina never wavered. If you had the capacity to think right now, you’d be thoroughly impressed by his abilities.
The stretch of four of his thick fingers in your cunt was making your head spin. The only thing that was enough to elicit a response from you at this point was an incoming orgasm. When the moans started up and your body began to tense again, Jack sped up the pace of his fingers, pushing them even deeper than before.
“You’re so good. So good, baby. You’re gonna take me so perfectly, aren’t you?”
When you didn’t respond adequately to his question, he bit your ear, hard enough to get your attention but not to draw blood.
You jolted, letting out a whine.
“You’re gonna take me so well, aren’t you baby? You’re gonna let me have you?”
You nodded weakly, body tensing and shaking as another orgasm ripped through your tired body.
“You’ll let me fuck you raw, huh? You’ll be good and let me breed you?” His sultry whisper in your ear was hypnotizing.
“Yes, please… please just give it to me.” At this point your womb was crying out for him. The weight of your actions were inconsequential to you right now, all that mattered was being filled by him.
You heard the growl from behind you, a low rumbling that vibrated through your body, before pulling his fingers out and throwing you back on the bed. The rest of his clothes were quickly discarded and it was then that you realized that even after all he’d done to stretch you out, nothing could physically prepare you for the monstrous size of his cock.
He pushed your legs back to your shoulders, positioning himself at your entrance. You looked down where you would soon be joined.
“Don’t look. It’ll just make it hurt worse.” He said before leaning down to capture your lips. His tongue slid against yours, but the sensation didn’t do much to distract you from the intrusion of his cock bullying its way inside of you.
The stretch was painful, even with him going as slow as he could will himself to go. Tears streamed down your face as your cries were drowned out inside his mouth.
He released your mouth to lick the tears off your face.
“Jack… It hurts.” You whimpered.
“Shhhh. It’ll feel good soon. I’ll make you feel so good.” He panted, clearly struggling to hold himself back. “Can you take more of me?”
His question shocked you. He wasn’t even all the way in? You already felt like you were at your limit. “No…” Your voice came out small, shaking your head weakly.
“Mm… Yes, you can. You can take it.” He said, mostly to himself while he tried to push in further. “I thought I loosened you up enough but-” You could hear the strain in his voice.
If it was even possible, he pushed your thighs back even further, folding you in half and pushing himself further in until he was almost fully on top of you. “Fuck… cmon, just let me in. That’s it. Take me whole.”
He was so painfully hard he was leaking pre cum inside you, and the stretch of his cock was slowly becoming bearable.
“Come on, baby. Just let me come inside you once. It’ll feel so much better.”
You felt like your body was being pushed to its limits as he started to thrust into you from above. It was such a tight fit, and although the pain was waning, it was doing so slowly, especially with his increasing force.
Jack was losing himself in your cunt, each time he fucked into you he got more feral, more desperate, his cock was begging for release. “You’re okay with me breeding you, right? Fuck, I’m gonna fill you up with cum over and over until you’re pregnant. That’s okay, isn’t it? You’ve always been mine anyways.”
Each thrust was more brutal than the last. His pace turned erratic as he felt his orgasm build, first as a thrumming in his balls, and then the sensation spread until he could feel his cum violently shoot through him, cock pulsing as he shot string after string of hot sticky cum into your womb. He came so hard he felt like he was going to pass out, his head was buzzing, ears ringing.
A sensation of pure euphoria flooded your body as you felt him fill your womb. It was as if his cum was a drug coursing through your veins, an anesthetic that doubled as an aphrodisiac. There was no longer any pain, and the feeling of his cock nested deeply inside of you felt so good you never wanted him to pull out.
Keeping your legs pinned to your chest, he slowly pulled out, still rock hard. Just when he got to the tip he slammed back inside, a lewd squelch sound rang out as the cum gushed out of you, making a sticky mess between your hips and his. He started fucking into you again, hard and deep.
“I know you want this.” Jack said, and the animalistic fascination he spoke with had you questioning if he seriously wanted to eat you, but somehow it only excited you further. “Admit it. You love the idea of getting used as a breed toy by your best friend.”
“I do.” You didn’t hesitate to answer. “Please, it feels so good. Don’t stop.”
He laughed. “This is what you wanted, right? That’s why you’re always clinging to me, trying to tempt me with your scent.”
“Yes… fuck…! I wanted you to turn me into your breeding slut…!” You gasped out, uttering words you never before thought would come out of your mouth.
His voice came out low and breathy. “Fuck, I knew you’d be like this.” The sound of skin slapping echoed through his room, the headboard starting to bang against the wall. “I should’ve done this a long time ago. Just take what I want from you.”
You could only repeat the word yes and his name, overcome by the feeling of his cock pounding into you once again. It was better than any high you’d ever had, better than injecting pure heroin directly into your veins. It hit you faster, and harder.
Just like an addiction, your body now craved more of him, for him to fill you with his cum over and over until you passed out from exhaustion. It was like an insatiable hunger, you couldn’t think of anything else but how badly you needed him to breed you, and how good it would feel when you’d be leaking cum for days.
“Please… please come inside me again.” You begged, panting from the need, nearly drooling on yourself. “I need it, please.”
“Fuckkkkk, you feel so good baby. You’re gonna take it for me again? Over and over until you’re pregnant.” The high had overtaken him too, there was not another feeling that came close to the pure ecstasy of ramming against your cervix, another load just waiting to spill into you.
You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him in, your lips crashing against his. Your moans spilled into his mouth once again as your tongues messily collided, drool dripping out of your mouth. His deep groan reverberated in your skull as he shot another load inside you.
Even though it was gushing out of you at the edges, it still wasn’t enough for you or him. Jack wasn’t going to stop until he didn’t have any cum left to fill you with.
He pulled out of you again, the sight of his cum leaking out of you was downright pornographic. He flipped you onto all fours and slammed into you again from behind. You made a sound that could only be described as animalistic. He was so much deeper now, if that was even possible.
His chest pressed against your back as he bit into your shoulder, cock pumping in and out of you. You couldn’t even feel the pain of the bite, the pleasure between your legs was distracting enough that it didn’t even register.
“I knew you’d be perfect for this. You were made to take my cock.” He groaned against your skin, breath fanning over the new bite mark.
He knew he was already close again, his head starting to feel dizzy. “You’re mine. You’ve always been mine, you know that? Mine to own. Mine to breed.” He said in a frenzy, fucking into you like his life depended on it. Another warm load flooded your cunt.
“I will keep fucking my cum into you until it’s all you can think of, until your mind empties out and the only thing you crave is my cock stretching you out.” His words were more than empty wishes, they were promises.
Hours passed, each load furthering your descent into madness. It was like you couldn’t get enough, you only craved more and more.
—
Warm.
That was the first thought you had upon awakening.
You couldn’t move at all. Opening up your eyes revealed that the reason was because Jack had you cradled in his arms, pressed against his large frame.
You didn’t even remember falling asleep, you must’ve just passed out from exhaustion after hours of fucking.
You were stuck in his hold, your cunt leaking from the overload, making a small puddle below you on the sheets, and your body felt drained and yet, it was the best you’d felt in so long.
It was like nothing else mattered to you right now than being near him, the pain and anger from earlier gone without a trace.
You were right, after a long day, the only thing you needed was Jack. He was the only one who could make you feel this way.
Complete.
hey so like realistically you would like absolutely get pregnant in this scenario. I know I’ve said before I’m not here to necessarily educate on safe sex BUT I feel it necessary to mention that in a case like this plan B would NOT work, because plan B only delays ovulation in the hopes of lessening the chance of pregnancy. It would not work if a person was already ovulating. Alright, that’s it, off my soapbox.
~please remember to distinguish fiction from reality
Originally published on AO3, which you can read here if you’d prefer :)
Tags: Kidnapping, Non-Consensual Drug Use, Degradation, Praise, Choking, Face Slapping, Vaginal Fingering, Finger fucking, Vaginal Sex, Rough sex, creampie, German dirty talk, Yandere, obsessive behavior
Words: 3.6k
Summary: You awaken in the back of a car, everything spinning and your thoughts slowed. You didn’t recognize the guy driving the car, but it was clear he knew all about you. If that sinister grin he shot you was any indication, he already knew just exactly what he wanted to do with you.
As always:
✶⋆.˚ All canon will be flexible to make way for sexy ✶⋆.˚
So fun fact this is actually a fic I was writing for Toby’s birthday (please ignore the fact that Toby’s birthday was almost a month ago at this point)
I figured i can’t go wrong with what my beta called it, “a classic basement wife fic” plus I haven’t wrote a scenario like this for Toby yet and I always love a good yandere fic
Anyways, remember to hold down on the German parts to highlight the text and hit translate so you don’t miss out on those parts! And if you speak German fluently… I’m sorry in advance for my subpar Google Translate guided translations
Okay that’s all baiiiiii (๑>•̀๑)
Dizzy.
That’s the first thing you thought when you woke up in the back of a car, barely able to pry your eyes open.
The sight in front of you was hazy, and the dim moonlight illuminating the car wasn’t doing much to help. It was hard to make out the details, but it looked like a man was driving.
Who is that…?
You tried to concentrate, but the whole car was spinning and it was so difficult to get your eyes to focus on anything. After a great deal of effort, you were able to start making out the features of the driver. It was a guy with messy brown hair, looked to be in his 20s, same as you. He was wearing a striped jacket and some gloves.
You squirmed around, trying to get a better look, when you felt your wrists catch. It took a few moments for you to realize your wrists were bound. You wiggled around some more, a woefully uncoordinated attempt to get them free.
The little struggling noises you had made when moving had captured the driver’s attention. He turned back to look at you. “You’re awake, huh?” His voice was a bit gruff, like he didn’t speak often. He cleared his throat a few times, his neck cracking to the side in tandem. “How’s your he- -fuck- head feel?”
“Dizzy… sso dizzy….” Your words came out horribly slurred, almost incomprehensible.
He laughed, a deep chuckle that normally would’ve put someone on edge but your head was too clouded for it to even register. “Good. Dizzy’s how I want ya.”
“Why’ss that? What’ss up with you?” You asked bluntly, clearly unaware of the danger of your situation.
“What’s up with me, huh?” He repeated your question, thinking over it a bit. He chuckled at you again. “That’s the -cough- question you decide to ask, huh? You’re weird.”
“Huh?” You were heavily confused by this conversation. “Why’m I tied up?”
He turned back, a sinister grin on his face that definitely would’ve left you fear stricken if you could think straight. “Don’t worry about that. Just go to sleep, pretty girl.”
As if he had cast a spell on you, you did just that. Your eyes fluttered shut, failing to maintain consciousness.
—
“Hey.” A voice called to you, sounding really far away. “Wake up, pretty girl.”
You could feel some light slaps on your cheek, but everything just felt so dampened.
“Shit. Did I give her -fuck- too much?”
It’s that guy…?
You felt him squeeze your face, shaking it from side to side. “Hey.”
You slowly started to open your eyes. Everything was blurry.
“There you are.” He sounded pleased. “I was -fuck- thinking you weren’t gonna wake up at all.”
You couldn’t focus your eyes at all. All you could tell was that the room was dimly lit, and there was a figure leaning over you.
“Where am I?” Is what you tried to say, but it came out slurred beyond comprehension.
“Shhh…” He pressed his finger to your lips with a sick little giggle. “Don’t try to talk. I gave you… a whole lot of drugs.” He smiled, almost mischievously, as if he played a prank on you.
“You sound sooo~ stupid anyways.” He kept giggling.
You turned your head, feeling the pillow on your cheek. It was definitely a bed you were laying on. You just needed a moment to get your head to stop spinning.
“Keep your eyes on me.” He grabbed your face, turning it towards him. Your eyes could finally focus a bit more for you to see his face.
“Recognize me?” He asked. His hands snaked under your shirt, running his hands along your waist, unable to suppress the urge to touch you all over.
Your eyes flitted over his features. He had dark brown hair that messily fell into his dark eyes, pulling together with the rest of his features in a sort of rugged attractiveness. What really caught your eyes, though, was the huge gash that spanned across his left cheek. It went all the way through to his teeth, and the edges were ragged and scarred. It was horrific and yet intricately gorgeous.
When you failed to reply, he kept talking. “Probably not. You’re -fuck- not too smart.” He giggled again, running his hands all up and down your sides.
“But that’s okay, cause you’ve got this going for you.” He moved both his hands to your face, cupping it. He stared at your face like he was entranced by you.
“Fuck…” He cursed, voice low. “You’re so fucking cute.” His breath shook as he leaned in to kiss you, just once, gently. He had a big grin on his face as he pulled away. Your eyes were so dazed.
“Oh, you probably don’t understand a thing I’m saying to you, do you?” He cooed. “It’s like your brain has stopped -fuck- working.”
“Not that it did much before though.” He giggled as his neck jerked to the side violently. “That’s why you don’t recognize me, huh?”
Evident by the expression on your face, you still weren’t reaching any conclusions. He booped your nose. “Alright, I’ll give you a hint.”
He couldn’t help the smile that broke out on his face as he watched your eyes slowly follow his movements. He also couldn’t help the laugh that burst from him when he saw the realization hit your eyes. It was so slow, your eyes went to the goggles first, then the mouth guard, and finally your eyes did a full sweep across his face before the cogs turned just enough for you to have an epiphany.
His laugh turned cruel as he took the items off and threw them aside. He wanted you to get accustomed to seeing his face without all the stuff he used to cover it when going out. “Do you get it now? Good job.” He mockingly praised, squeezing your face again.
“You stare at me so much I wonder how it took so long for you to figure it out.” He ran his fingers through your hair, his fingertips lightly brushing against your neck.
You now realized that you did know this guy. Or rather “know” was a bit generous. You’d seen him, countless times at your job. He would come into the corner store all the time. Always late at night or egregiously early in the morning, always acting kinda sketchy.
“Your eyes were always on me. Don’t think I didn’t notice.” His hand slid down to your collarbone, continuing its slow descent.
“Was it out of fear? Or suspicion? Or maybe… Arousal?” He suddenly shoved his hand under your shirt and bra all in one go, roughly squeezing your breast.
“Either way, you were the only person that looked me in the eyes. That’s how I knew I just had to have you.” He continued to monologue, palming both your breasts now.
“You made it so easy, y’know? Talking so loudly to your coworker about the bar you were going to tonight. I -fuck- I got jittery just thinking about how easy it would be to just -fuck- take you.” He could barely finish his sentences with how much he was twitching and laughing, constantly interrupting himself.
”You’re just so oblivious. Didn’t even notice a thing when I slipped the drugs in your drink. You really didn’t stand a chance, poor thing.”
He twisted your nipples so harshly that it hurt. You winced in pain, much to his amusement. “Especially since you were so distracted by that guy.” For a moment he looked angry at you, but the expression dissipated almost as quickly as it had appeared.
“But I took care of that? Didn’t I?” He smiled at you again. That scared look of yours was so cute he just didn’t know what to do with you.
He started up that sick giggle again, unable to contain it anymore. “The way everyone screamed when they found his body in the bathroom. They all scattered like insects. That was priceless.”
He gave you an almost pouty look. “Too bad I didn’t get to see the look on your friends’ faces when they realized you were gone. They’ll never even know I’m the one who took you.”
“But it’s probably better that way.” He said before shoving your tight little top up, taking your bra along with it. He stared down at your exposed chest, your nipples hardening in the cool air. Those eyes filled with sick admiration snapped back up to yours. “Cause now you’re all mine.”
He couldn’t resist the urge anymore, plunging his tongue into your mouth, deep down your throat like he was trying to bury himself inside of you. Not an act of love, but an act of obsessive possession. It was like he wanted to become part of you, bury himself in your veins. He wanted to take over your mind. To alter your thinking until you bore an unbearable need for him, something you could never erase or hope to get rid of. An illness that was incurable.
Everything felt so fuzzy and all your movements felt delayed. You were starting to fade even more. The only thing you could focus on was the feeling of his tongue sliding against yours. It was working. He was taking over your mind.
When he finally pulled away, he was giving you that lovesick look again, like you were something he just adored. “Ohhhh, you’re even worse now, aren’t you?”
He stroked your hair like you were his precious little pet. “It’s like your brain has melted. Does it feel good? Do you like kissing?”
You were on the verge of passing out at this point, your consciousness fading fast.
He slapped the side of your face, just hard enough to get your attention. “Don’t go anywhere just yet, pretty girl.”
You rolled your head back on the pillow, your neck feeling weak and limp.
“Oh fuck.” He said, his voice low and breathy. “You’re fucking drooling.”
Once he said that, you realized you could feel it too. You lifted your arm to wipe it away, only to feel it catch, along with a clinking sound. You had to turn and look before your brain could reach a conclusion.
He breathed out a laugh when he saw you finally realize. “Does it scare you?” He asked, his hand wrapping around your wrist and gently running his thumb over it. “I know it’s wrong for me to keep you like this but… I just couldn’t help myself.”
He looked up at you, a wolfish grin on his face, and something shifted in his demeanor, his gaze somehow piercing through you. “Does that make me a bad person?”
You felt the air go cold around you as you held his stare, your heartbeat pounding loudly in your ears.
Just as quickly as that look appeared, it disappeared, and he was giggling to himself again. “You’d probably think so.”
He sat back, settling right between your legs. His hands slid up your thighs and started pushing your miniskirt up, revealing your panties underneath. He bit his lip and let out a breath, shaking in excitement at the sight of the darkened spot on your panties where you’d already soaked through them. “That’s okay.” He mumbled. “You don’t need to use your brain anymore. Everything you think is useless anyways.”
He brushed his thumb over your clit through the panties, just a featherlight touch. He just wanted to test how sensitive you were in this state. Instantly, your hips bucked up. It was probably the fastest he’d seen your body move since he gave you the drugs. “Mhm… this is what you’re good for.”
He snapped out of his focus on your cunt when he heard a noise of protest come from you. That’s no good. He’d stop that behavior quickly. He climbed over you again, lacing his fingers with yours on the hand he’d cuffed. He pressed your hand deep into the mattress, his body pinning yours as his free hand pulled your panties off. “Don’t try to fight back. You’re wayyyy~ too weak from the drugs.”
He groaned as he slid his fingers through your slick folds, the wetness collecting on his fingertips. Breathy gasps poured from you as he teased your sensitive clit, swirling his fingers lightly around it. He was right. You were too weak, both from the drugs and the feeling of his touch, to do anything to fight him off. Your only option was to succumb to the pleasure.
He kept working your clit, leaning down to catch one of your nipples in his mouth. He lapped and sucked on it until you could feel the throb in your clit.
He had started up a rhythm sucking on your nipple, one that only sparked your imagination on what it would feel like if he did that on your clit. All the while, he was looking up at you, watching intently as your mind went blank. Perfect. He needed your head to empty for him.
He let go of your nipple with a little pop sound. “You’re so loud. You like it when I play with your clit? Verdammte kleine Hure.” He bit his lip, knowing he was already getting too riled up. He knew he should get better control of himself. If he played too rough with you he’d break you.
But it was already hard to keep himself in check, he was slowly losing the battle already. He hadn’t really done anything yet, and you were already this messy. You were so much better than he expected.
He got back to sucking on your other nipple while he rubbed firm circles around your clit. Each suck was sending a shockwave down to your cunt. When the sticky sounds of his fingers circling your clit started to ring out through the room it became too much for you. Your eyes rolled back as you had the most mind numbing orgasm you’d ever experienced.
His cock ached and throbbed when he teased at your entrance, feeling your cunt already fluttering before he’d even pushed his fingers in.
He was actually impressed with you. “Was für ein gutes Mädchen.” He praised, gripping your face before leaning down and licking a line up your cheek. He looked at you not just with the typical hunger of a man who wanted to fuck you, but with the desire to consume you, body and mind.
“You’re just so cute like this. I’d keep you like this forever but I like the way you are normally.” Although, internally he was weighing the merits of keeping you like this.
“You probably won’t like being kept once you’re sober again, but it’s fine. It’s just temporary.” He paused to amend. “You hating it, I mean. Don’t get confused, you’re staying here forever.”
“But it’s okay, you’ll learn to love it, to love me, as much as I love you.” He soothed, even though there was no real need. He could tell by the way you could barely keep your eyes straight that none of this was getting through to you. “And I’ll take such good care of you.”
Without warning he pushed a finger inside your cunt, loving the tight resistance that slowly gave way as he forced it inside. There was nothing more dizzying than feeling your walls part for him, letting him inside your deepest, most intimate area.
He worked his finger inside you a bit before adding a second, slowly pushing in until his fingers were fully seated inside you. He groaned as he felt them sink all the way into your cunt, gripping so tightly. “So nass für mich.”
Your body had almost gone limp at this point, and he was trying his best to hold himself back. He wanted to just slam his cock into you right now, but he knew he would ruin you if he dove in too quickly, no matter how pliable you are right now.
He started to pump his fingers in and out of you, hearing those weak little moans start to pick up. “That’s it. Fuckkkkk. Take it. Take it, slut.”
A thick sticky white substance started to accumulate on his fingers as he slammed them into you. He failed to suppress a growl, the same way he failed to suppress the urge to start palming himself through his jeans.
He started to mutter to himself, his voice low and husky. “Das ist deine Schuld. Du machst mich verrückt. Du bist einfach zu verdammt süß.”
He watched your eyes keep fluttering shut, your body wanting to fall unconscious. But every time he was close to losing you, he’d go harder and faster, until he was fingerfucking your cunt.
He buried his face in your neck, letting his desperate sounds fall loose as he bit and sucked marks into your skin. He let out a sound nothing short of feral when he felt your cunt start to clench around his fingers, milking them the same way you were about to milk his cock.
He kept his fingers moving, pressing your clit with his thumb to push your body to its limit. “Du wirst mir gehören, ob du willst oder nicht. Und wenn du versuchst zu entkommen würde ich dich zurückholen.” His voice was a breathy whisper in your ear, like he was casting a spell on you.
He got up quickly, yanking off his clothes. You were close to passing out again and he couldn’t let that happen. He wouldn’t let you miss the fun part.
He climbed on top of you once again, finally pulling off whatever fabric was still clinging to your body. He slipped off the miniskirt and threw it aside. He wanted to keep that for later. The shirt however, was going to be impossible to get off with one of your arms cuffed so he just ripped it off of you, throwing the tattered fabric off the bed.
Finally, he had you. He let out a shaky breath as he ran his hands down your body, taking in the sight of you fully exposed, all for him. “Du bist so verdammt heiß.”
He bit his lip as he gripped your thighs, pushing them apart and spreading you nice and wide for him. Your cunt was a sticky mess at this point, glistening in the low light of the lamp on the nightstand. You could barely hold your eyes open, but your hips still jumped when he rubbed his thumb over your swollen clit.
He tried to slow his breath. He was way too excited already, he knew that. Had to keep reminding himself of that. He pumped his cock a few times before lining it up with your entrance, another low groan rumbling in his throat as he coated the tip in your arousal.
He tried to go slow, he really did, but as soon as he felt how easily the tip was sliding in he couldn’t help but ram his cock all the way against your cervix at full speed.
You felt so good wrapped around his cock he hardly wanted to pull out at all, but after a moment he slowly pulled back, only to slam his full length into you harder. He set a brutal pace. “Fuckkkkkk, that’s good.” He groaned, breathing fast and shallow. “Does it hurt, pretty girl? You’ll get used to it. I swear.”
You were a blubbering mess, choked moans and whines pouring from you as he slammed into you as if his life depended on it. But it quickly became too much for you, the drugs, combined with the overwhelming force of his thrusts quickly made you lose your grip on your consciousness.
He didn’t slow his pace, even after you passed out. “So brav, mein gutes Flittchen.”
He was losing his mind. He never even imagined it being this good. Your body was so limp and pliant for him. He could fuck into you as hard as he wanted.
You were a sight to behold right now. Your eyes half open, neck fully marked up, and spread wide open for him, so easily. Your tits bounced with every thrust. Just the sounds in the room were downright pornographic. The loud slap of his hips hitting yours, the deep groans that he didn’t even try to hold back, and the headboard slamming against the wall as he pounded into with reckless abandon.
He felt his balls start to tighten. Fuck, he was already close. He had wanted to last longer the first time he had you, but it didn’t really matter. Now that he had you in his possession, he’d get to do this over and over.
He slapped your face hard this time. “Wake up, slut. You’re gonna miss the best part.”
Your eyes fluttered open, and you gained awareness of what was still happening. He was fucking into you so deep, right up against your cervix. You were already about to come, just a few more thrusts from him and you were clenching around his cock.
“Goddamn. I can feel you coming for me.” He bit out, wrapping a hand around your throat. “You’re all mine now. Do you understand?”
His thrusts started to lose their rhythm, turning erratic as he chased the pleasure. His grip on your throat tightened with each brutal thrust. “Fuck, you’re fucking mine. You belong to me now. You’re all mine.” His voice started to crack as he spilled inside of you, shooting sticky strings of cum straight against your cervix.
He panted as he came down from his high. “Oh, fuck. You passed out again.”
He sighed. “Oh well. I’m not done with you yet.”
~pls remember to distinguish fiction from reality
I hope you guys enjoyed this one! Kinda simple and short but I have big things in the works TRUST! ( ◡̀_◡́)ᕤ
SO YES…. I know whose birthday is coming up in quite literally a day…..
I know I say this all the time but yall I am WORKING and FIGHTING for my education and currently I am studying for one of the biggest exams I’ll ever take and the draft is only half finished
SO yes it’s coming but it will definitely be late…. Toby plsssss forgive me >.<
AND BEFORE ANYONE ASKS YES IVE ALSO BEEN WORKING ON THE EYELESS JACK FIC I PROMISE!!! That one will hopefully be out soon
Anyways, feel free to (kindly) nag at me to finish these because I think I need discipline in order to lock in
could we have art professor!bp x f!student!reader? maybe where they’re just student and teacher, but behind closed doors they’re something more? (nsfw is fine :)!)
- 🎨🩷 (can i be this anon?)
I felt like this was an opportunity for more of a ficlet so that’s how I wrote it :3
⚉ Art Professor! Bloody Painter X Art Student! Reader (slight NSFW) ⚉
The idea of creating something beautiful that people can find meaning in had always enthralled you. Thus, art as a whole played a major role in your life. Which is why you decided to major in Art in college. As a junior you were taking Directed Study in Painting, with Dr. Otis. You were incredibly excited for this class, because as an upper level student, you had much more freedom in your projects. Plus, the class sizes were all much smaller. There were only 6 people in your section.
It didn’t take long for Dr. Otis to notice your dedication to your work. The passion you had made you shine well above the others in the class, and he was certainly intrigued with your projects. You beamed when he told you that he’d never seen a student with your talent. He even offered to mentor you a bit.
You were over the moon. Dr. Otis had some of the greatest work you’d ever seen, and that was just the things he displayed within the classroom or things you could find pictures of online, which wasn’t much. He seemed to keep a lot of his work private. You were absolutely thrilled to have a chance to see his process, to learn how he created art that evoked such strong feelings.
He told you to start coming to the studio in the evenings. At first, it was just a few days a week, but over time you started coming more and more, almost everyday now. You were making a ton of progress and it felt like you were getting a lot closer with Dr. Otis too. He even let you start calling him Helen.
After a few months, he finally showed you some of the projects he kept secret. The works that no one but him had seen. It was then that knew you’d fallen in love with him: the moment he unveiled some of the most powerful pieces you’d ever seen.
They were huge paintings, so magnificent you felt dwarfed in their presence. You stood in awe for minutes that felt like hours, taking in every detail of each piece. You were able to decipher the medium he used, blood. Of course. That’s why his art evoked so much feeling, because he was making a statement about life and death, something beyond anything you had thought of yet. It made you admire him so much more.
Helen noticed your feelings for him long before you were ever aware of them. You admired him a lot, and that’s what he liked about you. You practically idolized him, which is why he knew that if he started doing things like tucking your hair behind your ear while you painted or gently guiding your hand to show you a technique would make you putty in his hands. It didn’t take long for you to confess your feelings for him.
Your love affair was a whirlwind, something straight out of a movie. Two artists, infatuated by each other almost as much as they were with their craft. He treated your body like a work of art. Unsurprising to you, he was an expert in bondage. He always took his time lacing your body up in pretty ribbons, satin ties, and ropes until you were strung up just the way he liked. The way he fucked you was just as precise, exerting meticulous control over your body to bring you ecstasy at his command.
Naturally, you were enraptured by him. Which is why a huge hole opened up in the core of your being the day he disappeared.
You came into the studio one day to find all of his works gone. You went to his apartment. It was vacant. As if no one had lived there in years. You asked about him, both to your university and to the small network you’d developed in the art world. No one knew a single thing.
It wasn’t until you were watching the news a few weeks later that you understood. The bodies the police discovered, the so called gruesome way they were found. You recognized it immediately. Everything clicked into place.
The revelation haunted you. How could he do something so depraved and yet so wickedly mesmerizing? It changed your entire perception of him, and yet, you could never bring yourself to tell anyone about what you knew. The secret, both of your love and the murders, would stay locked away in your heart forever.
I hope you enjoyed :3 tbh I was kinda scared to write this because my first ever fic (back in the wattpad days) was a teacher x reader fic that was very bad and very illegal 😭😭 but I powered through!
To piggy back off toby having cock peircings...how many do you think he has? And what kind?
lol meant to answer this the same day as the other one, but I think Toby would have lots of piercings for sure. He can’t feel pain so he would definitely love to just poke holes in himself whenever he feels bored.
I think he would definitely have quite a few ear piercings like the ones in the pic. Personally, I envision him having snake bite piercings as well but honestly that’s my personal bias because I love snake bites. They’d all be homemade though, so not very neat or professional. I also think he’d have a lot of scars from failed piercings and scars around the ones he kept because he probably wouldn’t take care of them very well 💀
I like to headcannon that toby has peircings on his dick because he cant feel pain....what do you think?
I could definitely see it, but it would totally be something that Masky and Hoodie talked him into as a joke to mess with him and then he actually did it.
hey!! this is my first request i'm nervous 😭😭💔 could you please write a jeff or all creeps x desperate f! reader? as usual reader is calm or something and suddenly he needs them very much..Thanks!!
-anon🪶
Me 🤝 answering an ask that is legitimately almost a year old
.✦ ݁˖ How the Creeps Would React to a Suddenly Dependent Reader ˖ ݁✦.
Characters: Jeff the Killer, Ticci Toby, BEN Drowned, Eyeless Jack, X Virus, Tim/Masky, Brian/Hoodie
Jeff
☠︎︎ ︎very thrown off and awkward about it
☠︎︎ like he would stiffly pat your back and say “there there” or something
☠︎︎ he has no idea how to deal with it
☠︎︎ although he doesn’t necessarily mind the extra attention or affection
☠︎︎ if you are usually pretty independent or assertive then it might make him a bit cocky
☠︎︎ “oh, you need me so bad, huh?”
☠︎︎ would not say it but he thinks it’s kinda cute and he likes to be needed
Toby
✘ Loves it
✘ you wanna be close to him? You wanna be with him? Thats exactly what he wants too because he’s obsessed with you
✘ wishes you were like this all the time
✘ but he’s still gonna tease you just a bit for it because he’s a little fucker
✘ “Awww, you’re so pitiful, aren’t you? Poor baby”
✘ he out does you with his clinginess until you decide you’re actually not feeling as needy as you thought…
✘ and then he’s begging you to come back haha
BEN drowned
⚠︎ you already know what im gonna say
⚠︎ he’s eating it UP, like god the more dependent you are on him the more he gets that twisted sense of satisfaction
⚠︎ but he knows better than to give you all the attention you want right away
⚠︎ no, he lures you like an animal, giving you just enough to keep you going until he’s got you fully ensnared
⚠︎ you’ll never be able to live without him again
⚠︎ “don’t worry, I’ll take care of you.” (But SINISTER INTENTIONS)
Eyeless Jack
𖤐 very comforting, very reassuring
𖤐 asks if you’re okay and if something happened
𖤐 but if there really is nothing then he just accepts you
𖤐 hugs you close and pets your hair
𖤐 “shhh, you’re okay.”
𖤐 he secretly wishes you’d depend on him more because he finds it really cute
𖤐 he feels the need to protect you
X Virus
☣︎ he’s confused as to why you would need him but he doesn’t turn you away
☣︎ if he’s really busy, he would let you sit on his lap facing him with your head on his shoulder while he worked
☣︎ if he’s not as busy he may stop for you, but only if he assesses that you seem to need it
☣︎ “You’re a handful. Don’t you know I have things to do?” (He loves it)
☣︎ enjoys it while it lasts but prefers for you to be independent
Tim/Masky
꩜ like Jeff, Tim is also thrown off at first
꩜ doesn’t really know how to handle it
꩜ but he allows you to do whatever you need to do as long as you don’t get too grabby
꩜ he doesn’t say too much but he reassures you in his own way
꩜ “It’s fine, I get it. Just… whatever you need.”
☆ Masky is NOT down with it
☆ whatever you need, he ain’t got
Brian/Hoodie
𖣐 oh Brian is enthused by it
𖣐 treats you like a cat curled up in his lap
𖣐 “you’re so cute when you’re all needy.”
𖣐 really likes being relied on
☹ Hoodie likes it in an off putting way
☹ he’ll entertain it for a bit but ultimately will use your dependence to do something cruel to you after a bit
Originally published on AO3, which you can read here if you’d prefer :)
Tags: Threesome, Established Relationship, Enemies to Lovers, Degradation, Praise, Vaginal Fingering, Vaginal Sex, Creampie, Hand Jobs, Face-Fucking, Blow Jobs, Consensual Sex, Sexual Overstimulation, Orgasm Denial, Orgasm Edging, Orgasm Control, german dirty talk, we are going to Paris motherfuckers
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Summary: Your relationship with Cody was perfect. Aside from one little detail: you absolutely loathed his best friend, Toby. You two were constantly playing tug of war over who got to spend time with Cody, and at this point you were close to ripping him in half. That was until, Cody suggested some activities that might help the three of you all get along.
As always:
⋆˙⟡ All canon will be flexible to make way for sexy ⟡˙⋆
WOO I’m back. Sorry for my absence, I have been ridiculously busy these last few months. (╥﹏╥)
Anyways this was kind of a trip to write. I usually don’t like writing the reader as a proxy because like… who am I? What’s my backstory? Not enough information… but I did it anyways!
Minimal German this time because I think it kind of made things too confusing.
Love and light to my betas because they make the world go round.
Butterflies filled your stomach as you pattered down the mansion stairs, all the way to the basement.
Your mission had ended quickly, which meant you actually got to spend some time with Cody today. As soon as you got back to the mansion, you showered, did your makeup, and put on a cute little outfit for him. You were wearing his favorite top of yours, a cute little camisole with lace on the edges that really made your boobs look good, something to make your little surprise visit even better.
You could hardly contain your smile as you pushed open the lab doors, seeing Cody at his lab table, deeply invested in whatever he was working on.
He looked up as you came in, pulling up his lab goggles. A little smile crept over his face while he eyed you up.
“Well, you’re back early.”
You could tell by the slightly giddy tone of his voice that this was a welcome surprise.
You strode over to him, his arm wrapping around your waist as you kissed him quickly. “What can I say? I’m just that good.”
He brought a hand to your face, brushing against your cheek as he tucked your hair behind your ear. “Hi, angel.” He said softly.
A smile crept over your face. “Hi.” You answered back shyly. Those butterflies were swarming now.
“I didn’t think I would get to see you today.” His arm stayed around your waist, pressing you against him. He was clearly very happy to see you.
He looked over at his workbench, and then sighed. “But, I’ve really got to finish this.”
“That’s okay. I don’t mind waiting for you.” You smiled.
“Alright. I’ll make it quick.” He smiled, rubbing your back a bit.
You looked over to his workbench. He was clearly in the middle of something. “No, don’t rush for me. I won’t bug you.” You said, really meaning it. Everyone knew there were consequences when someone didn’t meet a deadline set by Slenderman.
“Really?” He asked, looking you up and down. “You’re already pretty distracting as it is.”
“I promise. I’ll be good.” You giggled a little. Luckily, Cody was pretty on top of things. Even with him being in the middle of cultivating a new virus you probably wouldn’t have to wait long. You walked to the other side of the lab, your usual spot, and took a seat.
You had a sketch that needed to be finished anyways. Plus, lucky for you your subject was too busy to notice he was being used as inspiration.
You peered up at Cody, watching his ultra concentrated face as he worked. A smile cracked across your face, and you fought the urge to giggle some more.
He’s cute when he’s concentrating.
Your hand sketched away, line after line made by your pencil strokes until the lines formed a face you recognized. You felt so content, it even shocked you. When you first arrived at the mansion, you didn’t think you’d ever fall into a sense of normalcy ever again.
While living and “working” in the mansion did have its downsides, it wasn’t all too bad once you found Cody. You were pretty cold towards everyone at first. It’s not like anyone here was particularly trustworthy.
It wasn’t until you got assigned to a longer mission that involved X Virus, aka Cody, that you started entertaining the idea of getting close to anyone. You saw your own ice reflected back at you like a mirror and for some reason, that made you trust him. One could say you melted each other’s hearts, if you wanted to be corny about it.
Whatever you wanted to call it, you and Cody had bonded, and you’d been like this ever since: Perfect. Or at least as close as you could get to it.
The noise of someone entering the lab caused you to snap up from your sketch.
“Oh, you’re here.” Toby said with an annoyed tone and an eye roll.
Right. That was the only thing you didn’t like about dating Cody.
Trying to keep the peace, you let that one slide. Cody shook his head at the comment, looking up from his work.
“Would it kill you two to get along?” Cody asked in a sardonic tone, lumping both of you together. Which was undeserved in your opinion.
“What? I didn’t even say anything!” You immediately defended yourself.
“Thank god.” Toby said. “Why don’t -fuck- you do us a favor and keep that up?” He laughed cruelly.
“See? I don’t even do anything to him and he antagonizes me.”
“Oh, please. Like -cough- you didn’t trip me earlier when we were out on the mission.”
An evil smirk crossed your face remembering the moment. You crossed your arms. “You tripped by yourself. Not my fault you’re such a bumbling oaf.”
“Bullshit ‘I tripped by myself.’ You fucking tripped me.”
“Alright, alright. Enough.” Cody said, finally looking up from his workbench. “Toby, whats up?”
“Well, I had come in here to ask if you wanted to hang but…” he cast a glance over at you. “She’s here.”
“I was here first.” You mumbled under your breath.
Cody rubbed his brow, clearly already at his wits end with you two. He had work to get done and never enough time to do it, especially if he had to keep splitting his free time between you and Toby. “You know what would be crazy? We could all three hang out.”
“What?” Toby said like that was the most bizarre thing he’d ever heard. Your jaw dropped as well, but you quickly composed yourself.
“Well, I wouldn’t mind.” You always made it a point to be the bigger person in front of Cody. “But I guess Toby won’t say the same.”
Toby fucking hated it when you played the virtuous one in front of Cody. You were just as petty as he was, but you’d put on the angel act whenever Cody was around. There was no way in hell he was gonna let you one up him like that. “You’re mistaken.” He grit his teeth saying it. “I actually wouldn’t mind either.”
Cody could sense the underlying tension but he would take what he could get whenever it came to his best friend and his girlfriend at least tolerating each other. “Great.” He said with a tense smile. “Then just give me a few minutes.”
“Aright.” Toby said, turning to you. “Scoot over.” His tone wasn’t very polite.
You swallowed the scoff and made some room for him. Honestly, the whole idea of all of you hanging out really didn’t thrill you. Toby was totally being a third wheel, the most irksome one possible at that. But it was fine. You could bear it.
This better make Cody super happy.
You smiled a bit, thinking of it that way did make it more bearable. You smiled more seeing how well your sketch was coming together. You kept your pencil moving, needing a distraction from the nuisance sitting next to you.
Until you felt a nudge, causing you to make a harsh line across the sketch. Toby had just elbowed you. You shot him a glare and crossed your arms. The mistake was easily fixable, so you just erased your line and kept going. It certainly wasn’t going to be you that caused a ruckus and made Cody mad.
Not getting the reaction he wanted, Toby nudged you again. Another mistake marred the paper.
“What?” You hissed under your breath, erasing the new mark.
Toby just looked at you like you were crazy, and then rolled his eyes.
Whatever. I’ll just try to ignore him.
A half a second later, you feel another nudge. This one was harder. You made sure to lift your hand before you messed up again.
“Seriously? Are you five?” You hissed in a whisper.
“Sorry, it’s -cough- a tic.” He says with a shit eating grin.
You turned your attention back to your sketch. You were so close to finishing, just a few last details.
“A tic” my ass…
He nudges you a few more times, getting progressively harder. It was one good elbow to your ribs that got you to break. Your pencil broke in the center of the sketch.
“You’re doing that on purpose!” You cried, loud enough for Cody to hear. “You just fucked up my sketch!”
“No, I’m not. It’s a tic. Can’t help it.” Toby asserted with that same smug grin.
“No, it’s not! You’re just using that as a fucking excuse to elbow me in the ribs and ruin my shit!”
“Are you trying -fuck- to say I’m faking my Tourette’s?” Toby said, feigning a highly offended tone, his neck twitched to the side involuntarily.
“I’m not saying you fake tics. I’m saying you’re fucking faking that one.” You were getting increasingly pissed off.
Toby knew he had you right where he wanted you. He just crossed his arms and looked down at you with a smirk. “You know your -cough- voice gets squeakier -f-fuck- when you’re upset? You sound like a mouse.”
You could tell Toby was getting riled up pissing you off, his neck was cracking like crazy now. That made your blood boil. “Yeah?! Well you sound like a-”
“Out.” The sound of Cody’s cold tone stopped you in the middle of your sentence.
You slowly turned to face him, along with Toby. Cody had that strained smile on his face.
Yep. You were in trouble.
You gave him a pleading look. “But-But-”
“Nope.” His tone was firm. You already knew to give up.
But of course Toby didn’t know any better. “C’mon man. We’ll be quiet.”
“Out. Both of you. Now.” Cody pointed to the door. You quickly obeyed, not even grabbing your sketchbook.
As soon as the lab door shut, it was on.
“Great. Look what you did.” Toby used that same snarky tone he always did.
“What I did? More like what you did. We were just fine before you barged in.” You shoved your finger at Toby’s chest.
“I didn’t barge in.” He asserted, sticking his finger at your chest. “You’re the one who’s always -fuck- sticking your nose where it doesn’t belong.” He ran his finger up and flicked your nose, like a childhood prank, followed by an ill natured laugh.
You smacked his hand away. “No. You’re the one who needs to butt out of our relationship. Take the fucking hint Toby. You’re a fucking third wheel.”
His neck cracked, clearing his throat a few times before he answered. “Third wheel?” He scoffed. “Y’know I’ve been best friends with Cody for forever. Long before you were ever around.”
You returned the scoff. “Okay, Toby. Sounds like you have a big fat crush on him to me. Don’t tell me the reason you’re always picking a fight with me is because you’re jealous.” Now you had a smug smirk on your face because you knew that would get him.
Toby turned his head towards you.
Ohhhh, that struck a nerve.
“Yeah, right. I’m sooooo gay for him. I guess it’s just that unfathomable -cough cough- to you that I just think you’re annoying. -fuck- I still can’t understand why Cody even keeps you around.” His tone was a lot less playful now, more spiteful. “I guess it’s because you wear stuff like that.” He gestured to your top.
Ohhhhh, no he fucking didn’t.
“What the fuck is that supposed to mean?”
Toby shrugged his shoulders, the lazy grin returning. “You probably wore that hoping he’d wanna fuck you.”
Your face burned, both from rage and embarrassment. He hit the nail on the head and you hated him for it. “Even if I did, so what?! I’m a slut?! He’s my boyfriend. I’m allowed to fuck him. That’s none of your business either way.”
“It’s just pathetic how desperate you are for his attention.” Toby laughed, like you were an insignificant little bug to him.
You scoffed, crossing your arms, now feeling a little self conscious about how on display your chest was. “I could say the same to you.”
“Keep telling yourself-”
Before Toby could finish his sentence both of you froze as the lab doors opened.
Fuck, we’re in more trouble now!
“Cody…!” You said, startled.
Before either of you could react Cody shoved something in Toby’s mouth.
“Blegh… dude what the fuck that tasted terrible.” Toby spit, but it was too late.
Cody then turned to you and grabbed your chin. “Open.”
You already knew the drill, sticking your tongue out. Cody smiled just a bit as he placed a tab on your tongue. It dissolved pretty much instantly.
Toby was still gagging from the taste. “Fuck man, what -cough- the fuck was that?”
“Quit being such a baby it doesn’t even taste that bad.” You rolled your eyes.
“It’s nothing crazy, really. Just something that will make the two of you a bit more agreeable.”
Toby booed. “Lame. It could’ve at least been something that was going to make us trip balls.”
“As if. It’s merely a necessity given how you two interact.” Cody said in a matter of fact tone.
“So… are we all hanging out now or what?” You asked Cody a bit expectantly.
“Yeah, I’ve got a good idea that’ll keep you two from bickering again.”
—
The three of you ended up in the mansion’s basement lounge. It had an old sectional couch and a TV, not much but it was comfortable.
Cody suggested the three of you watch a movie. That sounded like a fine suggestion to you. At least you wouldn’t have to hear Toby’s voice or converse with him at all.
At least that’s what you thought.
As it turned out, you guys actually had very similar opinions on the movie you were watching.
“See and this guy is -fuck- just fucking pathetic. I don’t get why people like him so much.” Toby said, swinging his arm toward the TV screen.
“That’s what I’ve been saying for years. He’s literally the worst and yet everyone loves him. There’s nothing cool about having a tantrum because a guy had a better business card than you.” You scoffed.
Cody had his arm around your waist, holding you tightly with your back against his side so you could lean on him. Toby was across from you on the other corner of the sectional. You were pretty comfortable and Cody seemed pleased that you guys were finally agreeing on something.
Maybe it was the drug, or maybe you just misjudged Toby a bit. I mean you both got along with Cody so, how bad could he truly be? It was almost unbelievable that such a thought was even crossing your mind.
You smiled a bit, feeling pretty content with the situation.
You looked over to see Toby looking at you. It seemed he had taken notice of your content expression. He thinks for a second and then says, “y’know I’m surprised you two have been dating for as long as you have, given how feisty she is.”
Of course. He had to open his mouth.
Before you could even think of what to say back to that, you hear Cody laugh.
“Her?” Cody turns towards you, grabbing your face. “Nah, she’s all bark and no bite.”
Suddenly, Cody grips your throat, pushing you back against the couch. “It doesn’t take much to get her to submit.”
Your face flushed, embarrassed that A, he was doing this in front of Toby, and B, it was working.
Cody kissed you roughly, keeping his hand on your throat. You knew he could feel your pulse jumping under his hand, because he chuckled a bit into the kiss before sliding his tongue into your mouth.
The sensation of his touch flooded your body, occupying your mind with the warmth of his mouth on yours, the warmth of his hand on your neck, and the warmth pooling between your legs.
He kissed you until you were breathless, pulling away to let you catch your breath. Your face was a bit flushed and your lips were glossy and swollen from the kiss. Cody looked at you with those darkened eyes you knew all too well.
You turned your eyes to Toby, and you could see that same darkness in his eyes. He was clearly enjoying seeing you dazed and breathless.
Cody grabbed your face again, making you face Toby fully. “See? It’s easy to get her to obey. If you don’t believe me, you can try yourself.”
You gasped, turning to Cody. You couldn’t believe he just said that. And yet, the idea didn’t completely repulse you the way it normally would have.
Maybe it was the drug… No, it just had to be.
Next thing you knew, Toby was right next to you. The second you turned your face to him his lips were on yours, his hand coming up to rest on your throat. Your pulse was jumping even more now.
You couldn’t believe this was happening. You were kissing another guy in front of your boyfriend. Even more unbelievable, that guy was Toby.
The kiss with Toby was sloppier than the previous with Cody. Toby’s gash made it easier for things to get messy, but it’s not like Toby was keeping it soft and slow either.
You felt Cody pull you tighter to him by the waist, and then his other hand snaked down to your chest. He leaned in and whispered in your ear. “I love it when you wear these slutty little tops. Makes it so easy to just…” He trailed off before reaching his hand into your top and pinching your nipple.
You gasped, breaking the kiss with Toby. Cody kept rolling and pinching your nipple between his fingers, keeping you gasping.
“Oh, so that’s why you really wore that.” Toby said, with a smirk that was less annoying to you now. It had a completely different effect on you in this moment.
Cody started pressing kisses along your neck before sucking on the skin, causing you to let out soft moans and tilt your head back onto him.
Toby took this as his cue to get to work on the other side. He slowly licked all the way up from just above your collarbone to just below your ear. Your whole body shivered, and you heard both of them laugh at you just a little. Now you could see why these two got along so well.
One of Toby’s hands rested on your thigh, the other, stuck to his side. He was practically trembling with excitement but he didn’t know how far he should go. You were Cody’s girlfriend after all, and he didn’t want to push boundaries and cause a problem. On the other hand, he was really enjoying seeing you at his mercy.
Cody was still palming your chest, and he slid his other hand down from your waist past your waistband, not hesitating to push straight into your underwear and run his fingers against your wet cunt. You bit your lip to stifle the moan that dared to escape when he rubbed over your swollen aching clit.
“Oh, you’re so wet. You love having two guys all over you?” Cody said next to your ear, loud enough that Toby could definitely hear it.
How could he say something like that in front of Toby? It’s going to give him ideas…
“No I don’t…” You weakly refuted.
Cody only chuckled at you, grabbing your face to force you in his direction again. “See if she starts to act up you just gotta shut her up.”
Cody kissed you sloppier this time, hungrier. It was the kind of kiss you would get from him whenever he was really worked up. You didn’t realize it before, but maybe it was a fantasy of his to share you with Toby.
Cody’s fingers were still rubbing against you, brushing over your clit with just enough pressure to make you buck your hips.
Toby was transfixed with that movement, and he debated for all of about 2 seconds before reaching for your shorts.
You felt the pop of Toby unbuttoning your shorts and your body jolted. This was going a little far now. You tried to pull away from the kiss, but Cody kept hold of your face, turning you back to him and continuing to occupy your mouth.
You felt your shorts sliding all the way down your legs, until you heard them hit the floor, discarded to the side.
On the bright side, at least you had worn your lacy black panties today. They were sexy enough to entertain and they could possibly help conceal how absolutely dripping you were. It was wishful thinking though, because all the stimulation from both of them had you extra sensitive and you were already leaking out of your panties onto your thighs.
Cody pulled you onto his lap, pressing your ass against his hardened cock. You stifled a moan as he pulled the straps of your camisole down the sides of your arms, letting your bare chest spill out of your top. Your nipples hardened in the cold air, but your attention was quickly diverted to the warmth of Toby’s hand pushing into your panties.
You tensed up, looking down at Toby kneeling between your legs. He was biting his lip, and his cheeks were flushed, even more than yours. When he rubbed over your clit, you were gone. You couldn’t contain the moan that resulted from Cody grinding against your ass, playing with your tits, and Toby rubbing your clit all at the same time.
Toby groaned deeply, really a growl almost. That moan of yours was fucking filthy, and you were so slick under his fingers.
Cody bit your ear, making you shiver all the way down. “Take her panties off.”
“But-”
Toby interrupted you with a mocking laugh. “Ohhhh, it doesn’t matter what you want.” He hooked his fingers into your panties and yanked them down, taking note of the long string of slick that connected to your cunt as he pulled them off.
Cody reached down and spread your cunt with two fingers. “Look how messy you are.”
“That’s not fair. Both of you are touching me…”
“I don’t care that both of us are touching you. It’s fair. You’re a fucking slut who’s ruined her panties because she wants two cocks at once.” Cody said before pressing down onto your clit, making your hips buck again.
Toby collected the slick on his fingers, mesmerized by the movement of your hips. He pressed a finger in slowly, enraptured with the way you writhed in response.
“Does that feel good, slut?” Cody whispered harshly in your ear.
You only whined, embarrassed to say these sorts of things in front of Toby.
Cody spanked your clit. “You know you’re supposed to answer me, when I ask you a question. Does. That. Feel. Good. Slut?”
“Yes…!” You choked out a moan. “It feels so good.”
Toby took that as a cue to add another finger, picking up the pace while Cody rubbed circles on your clit. Your head fell back in moans, losing focus quickly.
“So what do you say?” Cody pulled your attention back to his voice.
“Thank you for touching my worthless pussy.” You whined.
Cody smiled, proud of you. “Good girl.” He praised before pulling you in for a kiss. You were completely overloaded. There were so many things going on at once: Cody kissing you and rubbing your clit, all while Toby was pumping his fingers in and out of you, curling them against that spot that made you see stars.
Just when you thought you couldn’t take any more Toby leaned forward and captured your nipple in his mouth. Your body lurched as much as it possibly could in their combined hold. It felt like your entire body was out of your control, speeding towards an orgasm faster than you could process.
Toby pulled off of your nipple, staying close enough that you could feel his breath on it when he spoke, “you’re about to come aren’t you?”
That caught Cody’s attention, and he finally released your mouth. “You better fucking not.” He said with a cruel grin. His tone indicated that he wasn’t joking.
“I’m trying not to it’s just-”
Cody scoffed. “C’mon you’re going to ruin our fun? Don’t act so pathetic. You’ve held it for longer before.”
For a second, Toby actually felt a little bad for you. He never realized Cody was so strict with you. The feeling disappeared when he looked up, though. Your chest was heaving, your face flushed, and you were drooling on yourself a bit.
When he saw that, he couldn’t help but get harder thinking of what they’d do to you if you came early. He doubled down on his efforts, finger fucking your cunt, making sure to hit the spots that made you squeal the most. He caught your nipple in his mouth again, sucking it at a rhythm that damn near matched his fingers. To top it off, Cody was still rubbing your clit.
“Fuck- I can’t- mm…” you stumbled over all your words. “I can’t hold it if he’s-”
“I don’t give a fuck what he’s doing. You’re gonna hold it for me. Aren’t you, angel?” Cody’s tone was firm.
You felt utterly helpless. Your body was restrained at all points between the both of them. You couldn’t even try to move away from the stimulation that was causing all that tension to build up deep in your stomach. At the same time, you couldn’t deny how good this felt. You knew you were gonna come hard, and get an even better punishment afterwards. They were both ravishing you, using your body as they pleased, and just the thought of that made you snap.
“Ohhhh, there it is.” Toby said, slowing his fingers in your cunt, just to feel you clench around him. “Couldn’t help it, could you?”
You whimpered, your eyes still rolling back.
“Awww, you’re just a useless little slut, aren’t you?” Cody said with a wolfish grin, still applying that steady pressure to your clit. “You can’t do anything right, can you?”
That only heightened your pleasure, still coming in waves. You let out another broken moan. Cody was obsessed with seeing you like this, breaking you down to this point.
“Cmon, angel. Why don’t you show Toby you at least know how to use your mouth?”
You nodded, like you were in a trance. You always got like this with Cody. It was like he put a spell on you, one you never wanted to break.
Moments later you were kneeling on the ground between Toby’s legs. His cock was throbbing, a little bead of pre-cum leaking from the tip.
You leaned forward, your breath fanning over him before you softly kissed the head, a greeting Cody had taught you to do each and every time you sucked his cock. Then you wrapped your lips around him, feeling the velvety skin of his hardened cock run along your tongue.
Toby groaned, not hesitating to grip you by the hair. You were fucking dangerous like this. Every movement was so meticulous and purposeful, like you’d been trained to do this.
You had been of course, and Cody couldn’t be happier watching you employ all the methods he taught you. He could only sit and watch for so long, because his cock was painfully straining against the fabric the longer he watched.
You heard Cody’s belt unbuckling, and your cunt ached. You wanted him inside you so bad, but you knew it was too early. He’d never give it to you that easily, especially after you didn’t listen to him.
He sat down next to Toby, already grabbing your hand and guiding it to his thick hardened cock. It was dripping pre-cum even worse than Toby’s was. You felt bad for making him wait.
You pressed your thumb against the tip, smearing the pre-cum before wrapping your hand around him.
“That’s it, slut. You can handle both of us at once right? Since you’re so greedy.” Cody said, his voice rife with lust.
You hummed in affirmation around Toby’s cock, which was deep down your throat. Toby hissed and tightened his fingers in your hair, earning another moan from you.
He almost couldn’t believe this was actually happening. Normally, he couldn’t stand being around you. You were always running your fucking mouth. Now, finally, you had shut the fuck up. The sound of you gagging around his cock instead of bitching at him was enough to make him want to blow his load right now, but he’d be damned if he came this early.
You were working both of them at a steady pace, and their combined noises increasing in volume had you dripping onto the floor. The aching emptiness in your cunt started to transform into something else.
You were watching Cody’s cock thrust through your hand while you had Toby’s in your throat, and each movement of your hand was making your cunt tighten. You felt the tension building and building, starting to moan around Toby’s cock.
You couldn’t stop now, feeling the pleasure rise to a boiling point.
There’s no way I’m about to-
You pulled Toby’s cock out of your mouth and stopped your hand, your whole body shuddering. You were coming, even without being touched directly, your cunt rhythmically clenching around nothing.
Your broken moans and shudders instantly gave you away.
“No way.” Toby said, watching you in disbelief.
Cody had his hand over his face, trying to contain some of the excitement. He never imagined it going this well.
Suddenly, you were yanked up onto the couch. Cody pulled you up, your back against his chest. “You want us to break this worthless little cunt don’t you?”
Toby had already positioned himself between your legs, pushing your thighs back. You looked down to watch it go in, the pressure of the head of his cock slightly opening you up driving you crazy.
“You gonna answer him?” Toby said, making you snap your head up. “C’mon, tell me you want me to use your pathetic little cunt. I’m not doing anything until you beg for it.”
No way.
You had no problems submitting to Cody. It was this cocky motherfucker that irked you to your core that you had problems with. You knew he wanted it just as bad as you with the way his cock was twitching against your entrance. So just where did he get off trying to make you beg like that?
As if sensing your defiance, Cody got out from behind you, kneeling down beside you on the couch. “You gotta be nicer to her than that if you want her to do anything you say.” He turned his attention toward you. “C’mere, baby.”
Cody grabbed your chin and kissed you, somewhat sweetly but his underlying desire unconcealed. He slid his tongue into your mouth and your head was empty. He pulled away, a line of spit connecting you two at the mouth.
Toby could visibly see the change in your eyes, all that fire gone and replaced with something much more docile. He feels like he’s starting to understand it more and more.
He smiled just a bit, rolling his eyes in a playful way. “You ready?”
You smiled back, still dazed, and nodded.
Toby finally started to slide into you, slowly, because that’s the only pace he can go.
“Fuck, you’re tight.” Toby breathes out, trying to center himself because he already knew if he wasn’t careful he was going to come way too fast. That was something he absolutely could not let happen. He’d probably never hear the end of it from you if he did.
If you weren’t already reeling off how good it felt to finally be filled up after all their teasing, you’d probably be gloating about this, at least mentally. Toby was so aggravating, always running his mouth. It was unbelievably gratifying to have him stilled like this, finally shutting the fuck up, all because your cunt was too much for him to handle.
Toby was still struggling, evident by the fact that he still hadn’t moved yet.
“C’mon, angel. Loosen up for him some?” Cody coaxed you before reaching down to rub your clit. Your cunt got impossibly tighter, squeezing around Toby’s cock even more, causing both of you to moan. You could hear Toby suck in a breath, and he was clearly having trouble keeping his eyes from rolling back.
Cody snickered a bit. “Too much for you to handle?”
Toby took a deep breath before answering. “Nope.” But his answer was more directed to you than to Cody, as if he were trying to assert to you that you didn’t have anything to gloat about. He finally regained his grip on your hips, slowly pulling out until just the tip was inside, then pushing back in, all the way to the base.
You felt so good it almost pissed him off. You were so tight around him, it felt like you were sucking him in each time he pulled out. The only thing that was keeping him from coming was reminding himself that it was you.
Eventually, Toby was able to get into a bit of a rhythm. It was different from what you were used to, he didn’t know your body the way Cody did, but it was still exciting in its own right. You could tell Toby was trying to figure you out too. He changed his angle just a bit, until you gasped when he thrust in. Then he hit that spot a few more times to be sure, eliciting more sounds from you.
“There it is.” He said, with that same cocky smile that somehow pissed you off less than usual right now.
You were panting and writhing now, and there was a thick sticky sound accompanying each thrust that was now increasing in volume. Toby was breathing heavier too, and that got you even more turned on, surprisingly.
Cody was watching the two of you. “I thought you two would never get along. Honestly, I need a picture of this.” He pulled out his phone, flipping it open and turning on the camera.
“Please… Don’t… take a picture….” You pled, your voice shaking from the force of each thrust.
“But you’re making such a perfect slutty face.” Cody teased, getting the camera closer to you. But then he closed it. “But if you’re going to whine that pathetically I suppose I’ll listen to your request.” Cody would always soften for you if you really meant it.
“Thank you…” You panted, Toby still hitting that spot that was bringing you closer and closer to the edge.
“You really wanna thank me?” Cody asked in such an enticing voice that you’d really give him anything he wanted.
You nodded.
He grabbed your chin, pressing down on your lower lip with his thumb. “Open.”
You opened wide for him, sticking your tongue out too.
“Fuck. You look like such a whore.” He said in a husky voice before pushing the tip of his cock into your mouth. He kept pushing it in slowly, meeting some resistance when you gagged. He gripped the hair at the back of your head, forcing you to take it deeper. “C’mon, all the way. Breathe through your nose.”
After a second, he was able to push it all the way to the hilt, earning you a groan.
“That’s it. Why aren’t you acting like the well trained slut I know you are? You’re gonna embarrass me in front of Toby.”
You were fighting the urge to gag and your eyes were watering so badly that it was running down your face. Fuck it felt good.
You heard Toby curse something in German under his breath. “Du bist so verdammt eng.” He rubbed your clit hard. “You tighten up when there’s a cock down your throat, huh? That’s what makes a stupid slut like you come, isn’t it?”
You moaned around Cody’s cock. A few more deep strokes from Toby and you were convulsing around him.
Toby groaned deeply, fucking you harder. He definitely wasn’t going to last much longer. “That’s it. Take it. Fucking take it.”
He felt his orgasm building in the base of his cock. He was desperately fighting the urge to just pound into you as deeply as he could and fill you with cum.
“Where do you want it?” Toby asked, hurriedly, really to either you or Cody.
Cody just looked down at you, willing to let you make the decision. He pulled his cock out of your mouth so you could speak.
You were panting hard, so overstimulated with how hard he was going right after you came that you could only stutter.
“Fuck.” He cursed, not having time for your babbling. “I’m close. Where do you want it?”
Toby already knew the answer wasn’t going to be inside. The idea of that was just absurd. He wouldn’t dare to try to claim something that wasn’t his. Not that he even wanted to anyways. This entire encounter had proved to him that Cody seemed to possess some mystical talent for taming a girl like you. A mystery that may be unsolvable.
“Switch me places.” Cody finally said.
The two shifted, Cody slipping into your cunt easily and Toby desperately shoving himself into your mouth.
A few thrusts in and you were already on the verge of coming again. Cody knew your body so well, instantly seeking out all the spots that would have you milking his cock in seconds. Couple that with how rough Toby was fucking your face and you had no chance of trying to keep yourself from coming hard.
“You really do like having your throat fucked while your little cunt gets pounded.” Cody groaned. “You’re so fucking tight right now.”
You only got even tighter when Toby pumped his cock deep into your throat for the last few times, keeping your head pressed against him while he shot spurt after spurt of hot cum down your throat. “Fuck. Take that cum for me.”
That coil that was winding itself deep in your stomach snapped again, your cunt clenching hard around your boyfriend’s cock.
Cody was cursing under his breath, gripping your hips with bruising force as he slammed his cock into you. “Greedy slut. You want another load already?”
You moaned around Toby’s still pulsing cock. Cody’s voice started to turn into an almost whine, threatening to break. “Fuck. That’s perfect, angel. Such a Perfect. Fucking. Slut.” His words were punctuated with his last few pumps, before he pressed his cock hard against your cervix. Each pulse of his cock shot his thick sticky cum right into your womb.
The only sound in the room now was all three of you panting, trying to recover from coming so hard.
Both boys pulled out of you, collapsing on the couch on either side of you, your body strewn out between them.
Toby was the first to pose the question. “What the fuck was in that shit you gave us?”
An almost evil grin spread across Cody’s face before he answered, “Nothing.”
“What?!” You and Toby cried out in unison.
“There’s no way.” You insisted.
“You guys really think I formulated a new drug that quickly?”
Your jaw hung open in complete disbelief. “I just figured it was something you were already working on.”
Toby seemed to let the idea settle for a second. “Nah, no way, there had to be something in that. There’s no way I would’ve gone for it unless I was under the influence of something.”
This motherfucker. How dare he.
That comment was all it took to reignite the hatred that burned in your soul for this pathetic excuse of a life form that just came down your throat.
“Funny. That’s an odd thing to say when you’re the one who started it.”
“I didn’t start it. You were so eager to have both of us on you. Who am I to deny a slut her pleasures?”
“Ha.” You barked out a laugh. “Well if I’m so undesirable, I guess that makes you an even bigger slut since you’ll just give it up for anyone.”
Toby scoffed. “You know what? Fuck. You.”
“You just did!” You said, throwing it right back in his face.
Cody sighed and shook his head. So much for that strategy.
I just say your creepypasta vampire boys but how would they be if you were the vampire? (I really wanna know Ben’s)
AHHHHHHHH such a stellar idea
︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶ Creepypasta boys x Vampire! female reader NSFW ︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶
Characters: Jeff the Killer, Ticci Toby, BEN drowned, Eyeless Jack, X Virus, Tim/Masky, Brian/Hoodie
Jeff
☠︎︎ ︎what the hell don’t bite him
☠︎︎ well… that’s what he thought
☠︎︎ he usually is the one inflicting pain but the bittersweet pleasure-pain of you sucking his blood is instantly intoxicating to him
☠︎︎ and it does give him a bit of internal panic because…. No way he’s a masochist
☠︎︎ this was different though… carnal in a way
☠︎︎ but of course, you have to allow him to reciprocate the action
☠︎︎ obviously he doesn’t need to drink your blood but he’s just a freak like that so now he wants to
☠︎︎ but you find it feels good to give and take
☠︎︎ especially if it happens while he’s inside you
Toby
✘ Loves it holy shit he’s obsessed
✘ Like what a sexy vampire wants to suck his blood and rub her body all over him while you do it and then- what who said that?
✘he can’t feel the pain of it but he likes the lightheaded feeling he gets if you take too much
✘ likes to be bitten anywhere but especially likes the neck or shoulder or anywhere that gets you all up on him
✘really likes if you get on top of him to do it because then he can grip your hips and make you start grinding on him
✘especially if you ask to do it while you guys are already naked and then he can just slip it in and have you slow ride while you literally suck the life out of him
BEN drowned
⚠︎Oh he loves that you need him
⚠︎loves the way it links you to him (this pun was not intentional but I’m keeping it)
⚠︎but he won’t make it easy on you
⚠︎he will deprive you until you’re starving and ravenous
⚠︎then he’ll be extra mean and make you ride his fingers until you come before you’re allowed to take his blood
⚠︎and you also have to continue while you do so
⚠︎he wants you to be fully addicted to him, in every way possible and by combining the sensations, it creates almost a chemical dependency on him
⚠︎you are completely ensnared, even if you’re the one taking from him
Eyeless Jack
𖤐 you give him a sense of normalcy
𖤐 now he doesn’t have to be the only one that relies on human (or humanoid creatures) for sustenance
𖤐 but are you sure you want HIS blood?
𖤐 he figures he doesn’t taste very good
𖤐 but he absolutely does not mind
𖤐 he really enjoys seeing you satisfied and the pain is really nothing to him
𖤐 and he’ll pet your head or run his fingers through your hair while you do it
𖤐 so now you just have to give him head as payment because well it’s the least you can do right?
𖤐 and he makes almost the same faces when you suck his blood and his cock
X Virus
☣︎ Lowkey shy and embarrassed about it
☣︎ He got it in his head at some point that vampires have to bite the neck, so that’s where he (begrudgingly) offers up every time even though you could definitely choose somewhere less intimate
☣︎ but I mean…. Why correct him?
☣︎ he MOANS
☣︎ and then he gets all red and embarrassed and DONT GIGGLE AT HIM
☣︎ I’m going to eat him
☣︎ he would never agree to have you do it during sex but if you catch him by surprise and just bite he is coming inside immediately it’s like a reflex
☣︎ and he’ll tell you to never do it again while secretly hoping you’ll do it
Tim/Masky
꩜ Tim is very aversive to the idea at first
꩜ mostly because he doesn’t want to develop that close of a relationship with you
꩜ but seeing how desperate you are, he complies
꩜ at first he’ll only let you drink from the forearm so he can quite literally keep you an arms length away
꩜ but then you tell him that you’re worried about scarring the area if you bite too much in one spot (which true, but you have other motives)
꩜ one thing leads to another and it ends up in a physical push pull almost wrestle between you two until he’s holding down your wrists to keep you off
꩜ and then you wrap your legs around him and it’s all over
꩜ now he’ll let you have whatever you want, anything to satisfy your desires
☆Masky will let you starve
☆on god this man is not letting you bite him
Brian/Hoodie
𖣐Brian thinks it’s so fun
𖣐 definitely will tease you about it though
𖣐 doesn’t mind the pain, he thinks it feels kinda good
𖣐 bites you back, just for the lolz
𖣐 but that just awakens a different type of hunger in you
𖣐 he’ll fuck you from behind and give you his arm both to keep you quiet and so you can take his blood
☹Hoodie will deadass edge you
☹like hell keep it from you until you’re begging
☹when he does let you bite you’ll only get to have a little
