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BLOODY JUNKY SAM EATING OUT A DEMON WHEN SHES ON HER PERIOD. do demons have periods? Probably not…but just think about it :) (probably too freaked out..)

The wah this is such a gnarly fucking request and i LOVE IT. YES. I WILL WRITE A LITTLE ON BLOOD SAM BEING A WHORE.

First of all?? the way homeboy is sniffing all up on her like a dog?? hes such a weirdo

nose deep into the bloody core and almost asperating blood from lack of self control LOL

will NOT let her stop until HE is completely satisfied

WOOF

Marko takes a jumpy reader out on a date to one of those fake haunted houses despite being the scariest thing there. Things get heated 👀

House of Mirrors

Pairing: Marko/Reader

Warnings: SMUT/MDNI/18+, Mirror Kink/Against a mirror, Eye contact, NO GENDER SPACIFIED/NO GENITAILIA SPECIFIED, Vampirism/Blood-Drinking, Thrill of getting caught. Tell me if I missed anything!

A/n: I know it’s not Halloween, but I needed this NEOWW. I'm gonna basically just straight into the smut cause I don't know how to ease into it from where I was

Tagging: @scrrry-mnsters @aviradasa @dushku @thelostboysforeva @acotar-lover @theorizinganomaly

It was a chilly night on Halloween at the boardwalk, screaming, and laughing can be heard, and the smell of candy, faux smoke machines, and latex, can be smelled.

You and the boys made it to the boardwalk, seeing everyone dressed as different things. You saw people dressed as all such things. From a werewolf, to a lifeguard. Paul, and Marko were talking about going to the Horror house. David and Dwayne just wanted to take candy from people and scare them with their vampire faces.

You on the other hand were a jittery mess, squealing and jumping every time someone would scream, or when you heard a loud noise.

Marko loved it. The fact that you’d cling to him when you got scared boosted his ego. Made him feel needed. ”C’mon angel! Let’s go into the Haunted House.” Marko whispered into your ear, gently rubbing the tip of his nose against your cheek momentarily before pulling back, grabbing your hand and leading you into the haunted house with Paul.

“Marko- I.. I don’t know.” You mumbled, looking around the dark hall. Screaming from hidden speakers echoed through your ears along with real ones from people who walked into the haunted house before you.

“Y/n, I’m the scariest thing in here. I’ll protect you.” Marko laughed, placing his hand on your hip as the two of you walked side by side.

You looked around a dimly lit hall. A loud shrieking laugh booms to the right of you, a mannequin flying out of the wall. Out of reflex, you reared your arm back, punching the mannequin with a loud thwack.

“FUCK!” You shout, pulling your fist to yourself and rubbing your knuckles. Marko laughed, gripping your hand again and walking out of the hall.

The two of you continued through the house, your heart racing, beating against your chest when you exit the haunted house. You get a warning from the person who controls the haunted house, blah blah “don’t hurt the property” blah blah blah

“You okay?” Paul’s voice rings out of nowhere, he must have went a different way through the house. He also might’ve been out of the house a while due to him already having a huge helping of cotton candy.

You shoot a look to Paul, hands shaking from fear and adrenaline. Marko speaks up, reaching his hand over to you and intertwining your fingers together.

“We’re okay.” Marko giggles from behind his glove, pulling you closer to him, leaning down and kissing your cheek.

Marko pulls you in front of him, leaning his chin on your shoulder from behind. Marko got an idea to help you get over the jitters for the night, smiling against your cheek as he kissed it.

“Wanna go to the house of mirrors?”

You shrug, turning around to face him. “It’s better than doing that again.” You say as you point to the Haunted House where screams and shrieks echoed through it. Marko smirks to himself, walking with you to the house of mirrors that was connected to the haunted house.

You don't 100% understand how you got here. All you know is that you were pushed up against one of the mirrors, Jeans and underwear at your ankles as Marko slams into you from behind.

You also don't know how Marko's figure is visible through the mirror, the image of his blissed-out face, eyebrows furrowed, and mouth agape against the side of your head.

"M-marko! How's th-that pos-possible?" You moan out, Marko's thrusts against your ass making your words come out in syllables. Marko laughs against your cheeks, meeting your eyes in one of the many mirrors. "No idea, sugar. All I know- is that this hole is mine!" Marko growls out, gripping your hip, pulling it to him to meet his thrusts. "Marko!" You moan out, the feeling of his cock slipping in and out of you, making your eyes roll back. Marko places his hand over your mouth, keeping you quiet. "Shh. Don't want someone to catch us, huh?" You moan at the thought, eyes rolling back as your spasm around him. Marko then thrusts harder, catching you off guard as your eyes open wide, choking on a moan.

"That's it baby. Keep those eyes on me." Marko groans against your cheek, eyes still on his through one of the mirrors.

Marko keeps going, thrusting roughly as he feels his orgasm approaching. "Wanna cum baby?' Marko growls out, fangs poking out from under his lips. You nod rapidly, moaning softly from behind Marko's hand. Marko laughs, turning your head to look at the two of you in the mirror.

"Look how good you look, angel." Marko said as he rammed his cock over and over. Reaching his arm around you, rubbing you to add to the pleasure. You chant behind his hand, "Marko! pleasepleasepleaseplease!" Feeling yourself cum hard, your orgasm triggering his. Marko filling you with his cum, still thrusting in and out of you. His cum dripping down your legs dure to how potent his seed is. Marko helps you get situated, pulling your clothing back on you. Marko pulls his jeans up, buckling his belt. "Lets go find the others." Marko says as he kisses the side of your head, leaning you out of the Mirror Maze.

Can we please get a smutty poly lost boys fic where they also interact with each other and not just the reader? Every fic I can find they only interact with the reader and I need them to help each other

a/n: (I'm sorry if this sucks-) this is 100% relatable… need more asks like this one! Thank you anon!❤️

𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐁𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐬 // Valentines Post 𝙋𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜: 𝙋𝙤𝙡𝙮!𝙏𝙇𝘽/𝙁𝙚𝙢!𝙍ea𝙙𝙚𝙧 Warning: SMUT/MDNI/18+, Vampirism/blood/biting, scenting, The boys want you to smell like them and only them(possessive much???) Mutual masturbation, p in v, blowjob, Eating-Out/Fingering, doggy, FxMMMM, LOTS OF FLUFF throughout all of this (❤)

Tags: @lunarwhitewolf7 (Ask to be added to TLB poly taglist) You and the boys were out at the boardwalk all night, playing games, teasing each other, scaring walk byers, riding rides.. all that fun stuff. It was a Valentines night at the boardwalk, everyone had their significant other with them. Leaning on one another, kissing one another. Everyone you saw had their singular significant. But you?? You had four hypersexual vampire boyfriends that would give anything to eat you right up. Right here, right now. In more ways than one, in more than one positions. Paul was teasing all the four of you along with Marko. All David and Dwayne had to do was look at one of you and that alone would make you feel weak in the knees. Today was a day all about love, Paul was the touchiest out of the four, Marko hung closer than normal, Dwayne kept a hand on either one of you at all times and David? ohh David would put filthy thoughts in each of your minds as he smirked smugly. Images of you pinned down by Dwayne while he made out with David while he had his cock down your throat as Paul and Marko ate you out at the same time. GOD

You could feel the wetness in your panties gather. "David-" you gasp out, snapping your head over your shoulder to look at him. David was walking behind you and Marko, while he walked alongside Dwayne. Paul was on your other side, making you squished between him and Marko with the two brooding men walking behind y'all. "What?" David asked innocently with an innocent look in his eyes.

It made your stomach flutter and your heart skip, seeing how nonchalant he's acting as if he didn't just give you a free brain-porno or you and your boyfriends. Paul looked at you, he must have read your mind as David gave you the image cause he was smirking flirtatiously. That or he was just being.. well- Paul

Something caught Paul and Marko's eyes, grabbing your hands as they dragged you into a store. "W-woah!" David just laughed quietly, watching you get pulled off by the two chaotic boys. Marko and Paul dragged you to the arcade. Marko stole a small cup full of coins to use at the games, this earned him a surprised stare from you with your mouth agape. "Close your mouth angel, or something'll get inside” He snickered, making you blush at his teasing.

"Look at this one! It's a huge bat plush, y/n come here!" Paul ran back to you and Marko, grabbing both of your hands as he pulled you in front of him while he let's go of Marko's hand and pulled you in between him and the claw machine. "Look, it's so cute. Just like you!" Paul giggles as he kissed the side of your neck, purring softly as he smells your scent. "Cmon, Paul. Let her be." David's voice rung through your ears, making you jump slightly. Paul hums against your neck towards David. You moan softly as Paul pulls away from your neck, leaving behind a slobbery hickey. Marko laughs from behind his glove while he's leaning on the side of the claw machine with Dwayne on the other side and David to the right of you, leaning on his hand that's propped up on the corner of it.

Paul rubbed his nose along the mark he made on your neck, chuckling when you turn your neck away from him. "Paul! I'm trying to get you this damn pink bat!" You laugh as his thick fingers dig into your sides. Dwayne walks over, laughing softly as he pries Paul off of you. "Noooo!" Paul whines, gripping your hips. The boys laugh at his reaction as you lay your forehead against the glass of the machine, laughter pouring from all of you besides Paul. Whenever it's Valentines, Paul makes it his absolute MISSION to smother you in love. The others do too, but Paul is the master at it. "Paul! You want the damn bat or not?!" You cackle out, turning your head to look at Paul. He nods swiftly, furrowing his eyebrows as he looks down into your eyes. "Then let me go." He shakes his head "Nuh uh." "If i give you a kiss, will you let me go?" You ask and he pretends to think. He answers you by stealing your lips in a sloppy tongue kiss, making you laugh against his mouth. Paul then lets you go with a satisfied grin because now, you smell like him.

Paul moves over so you can play the claw machine, your focused expression zeroed in on the pink bat that Paul wanted. David moved a little closer to you, wrapping an arm around your shoulder as he watched. The four vamps were fascinated at how quickly you grabbed the Pink Bat, Marko and Paul jumping up and down and hollering. "see that?! OUR girlfriend did that!" Marko announced out loud, shouting loudly into the arcade room. people looked over at the five of you annoyingly, but none of you cared. David gently gripped your chin, kissing you on the lips softly. "Good job, baby." Dwayne said as he kissed the side of your head.

After Marko and Paul are done celebrating, they walk over and give you a kiss too. David and Dwayne move out of the way a little bit to give the two room. "Good work, babe!" Paul beams and Marko places his chin on your shoulder. "Can we go to the cave now?" Marko asks in a low tone into your ear, making a shiver go up your spine.

Dwayne and David give each other exchanged glances, knowing that when Marko gets like this it's only a matter of time before someone's clothes are being ripped off. As if on cue, Marko starts pulling at your shirt. Not caring if you're in public. Looking down into your eyes with a look of pure lust. Making Paul giggle, walking closer to the two of you. "Ookay- Time to go." Dwayne says as he picks you up, throwing you over his shoulder.

Dwayne caries you out of the arcade, the others following close behind. "Ohh fuuck- I can't wait to get to cave." Paul giggles, jumping up and down as the five of you make your way to the bikes. "Easy, Paulie." Marko giggles, leaning closer to his boyfriend as he kisses him.

Dwayne sets you down on the back of David's bike since it was his turn to have you ride with him. The five of you all exchange kisses before mounting the bikes. Revving engines roar, making people look over, almost excited to see the five of you go. "I love you guys!" You yell over the engines. They all smile as they take off. You know they said it too. You just couldn't hear them. You wrap your arms around David's torso, hugging him tightly. The five of you zoom to the cave, you can hear hollering and howling as ya'll make your way to the cave, your home. The four of them park, and the second the engines are turned off, your picked up and thrown over a shoulder. "AHH-" You squeal out, being caried into the cave. You look up and see Dwayne, David, and Paul. Meaning Marko is who picked you up. "Marko!" Marko laughs as he lifts into the air, flying into the nest with the others close behind. The second you're on the bed, Marko is all over you. Kissing your neck, grinding into your thigh, gripping your shirt covered tits. Your moans fill Marko's mouth. "Don't start without us, Marko!" Paul shouted out as he appeared beside the two of you. "Mmph- Can't help it. Need her so bad!" Marko mumbles against your lips as Paul settles down on the bed behind you, picking you up slightly to lay your head against his chest and onto his lap. Paul kisses and sucks at your neck, groaning as your taste fills his senses. David and Dwayne walk in, seeing the sight before them making them groan out. Seeing their mates get handsy with each other. You smushed between the two chaos blonds. "M-marko!" You gasp out, breaking the kiss with him as you whine out, feeling his rub your pussy through your jeans. ""O-oh cavolo. Questa figa è così bagnata, piccola!" ("O-oh fuuck. This pussy's so wet baby!) "feel it- feel it!" Marko grabs Paul's hand, pulling him to the seam of your jeans where you had made damp with your juices. Paul moans out, whining as he moves his hands to grip at your jeans. "I wanna eat her out. Move Marko!" Paul snarls lightly, catching everyone's attention. David appeared beside the bed, gripping Paul's throat. "watch it!" David growls, making Paul look up at him. Dwayne had moved over behind Marko, rubbing his through his jeans as he whispers something in Marko's ear. Whatever Dwayne had said made Marko moan, gripping onto your hips roughly. Paul kept his eyes fixated on David as he rubbed you through your jeans, Paul's other hand working on your jean buttons. David leans down and roughly kisses Paul's mouth, making him moan into the kiss. Paul's hands fly up and grip David's jacket, earning him a growl. Dwayne leans over Marko, causing his hips to grind into your clothed cunt making him groan. Dwayne kisses you as David lets go of a now breathless Paul. Marko leans up and Kisses David, the room getting hotter by the second despite how cold the cave is. David and Marko break the kiss as he leans over Paul, kissing you upside down. Marko had succeeded getting your clothes off, exposing you to the cold air completely. "Fuuuck-" Marko groans, leaning down. Kissing and sucking at your tits while he pulls his clothing off as well. In just a few minutes the five of you are naked. Groping and pulling at each other in a heap of lust. Your nerves feel like they are fire, your senses taken over by your boyfriends while they kiss and suck all over you. Digging their fangs into your skin. Somewhere along the way you ended up halfway on the bed. Your head hanging off the edge, looking up at Dwayne while Paul sucks at your clit messily. Marko and David, gripping at each other while Marko rides him, feeling his thick cock nudge his insides deliciously. Dwayne leans down, kissing your lips before pulling away. He runs one hand over your tits, gently tugging at your nipple as Paul goes to town on your dripping pussy. Tasting your juices as it pours out of you. "Open up Princessa." Dwayne mutters, looking down at you with a gaze full of love as you open your mouth, tongue lolling out as he pushes his tip onto your tongue.

Everything was happening so fast, the feeling of Paul eating the love juices out of your pussy, the feeling of Dwayne deep down your throat and his hands gripping at your boobs. Goosebumps raised on your skin as you arch your back, moaning louder as you cum. Paul drinks it up like a man starved, loud slurping and moaning coming from him as he eats his fill. Marko still riding David as they watch their loving girl get eaten out my Paul had Marko cumming. His cum splattering across David's chest. "Fanculo cazzo.. bisogno di assaggiarla. ora. bisogno di assaggiare!"(Fuck fuck.. needa taste her. now. need to taste!) Marko blabbers out, making David laugh darkly. The moaning you let out around Dwayne has him groaning out, throwing his head back at the feeling. David had reached over and ran his fingers through Paul's messy main before digging his finger into his hair and pulling him off your overstimulated pussy, your thighs shook and your stomach flex and unflex from overstimulation. "Noo!-" Paul groaned, being pulled back from his meal was not on his bucket list. "Let Marko have a taste, Paulie." David cooed out as he grinded up into Marko as he ran his hand up and down Marko's cock.

Paul leaned up and kissed Marko, allowing the curly haired boy to taste you on his tongue. Dwayne had pulled out of your mouth, helping you sit up while he moves to sit behind you. He grippes your hips, making you hover over his cock from behind before pushing you onto all fours. The sight in front of you has you moaning; Marko riding David while David jackes off his cock. and Paul Kissing Marko while his hand slips up an down his own cock. "Look at that baby.. Like that?" Dwayne whispers against your ear, aligning himself with your wet pussy. "All of this is cause of you, baby." David groans out lowly. Paul and Marko breath the kiss, looking over at you. Paul winks at you, as both he, David, and Marko admire the mess they have all made of you. Bite marks all over you, hickies already forming on your skin. God they love it. It's like they've died and came back to like as they watch your face contort to pleasure as Dwayne pushes his thick cock into your cunt. Watching as your eyes roll back and mouth opens in a silent scream. "Oh fuuck! Pleasepleaseplease. Move faster Dwayne!" You whine out at his slow pace. "Nuh uh.. M'gonna enjoy this. Feeling your sweet, sweet pussy clench around me as your get stuffed full with my cock." He hums against our shoulder as he kisses it. Moving his hips back and forth slowly, pulling back fast then pushing back in at an antagonizing slow space. Making your eyes almost cross completely. "mmmph- " you bite your lip as Dwayne slowly speeds up. You lips are met with another pair, teh feeling of a short beard against your cheek tells you that David is now kissing you. Paul and Marko had moved onto each other, letting the older male have whats his. David kissed you deeply as Dwayne grinds into you. His hips flush with your as his tip nudges that good spot, making you clench around him.

Marko and Paul were off to the side, kissing and gripping at each other as Paul rides Marko. The two of them watch as you get smushed between their older mates. Oh how they love Valentines day.

Reblog if you’re bored and you want anons.

𝑺𝒖𝒅𝒔𝒚 𝒔𝒆𝒅𝒖𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏

𝑺𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: the band goes to the seventh veil after a show, and a certain room catches richies eye. Richie wanders in curiously and gets a 𝒔𝒖𝒅𝒔𝒚 𝒔𝒆𝒅𝒖𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏

𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔: strip tease (sorta?), tell me if I missed any

𝑹𝒊𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒑𝒐𝒗

The smell of cheap perfume, desperation, and alcohol filled my senses as we entered the seventh veil. Men scattered over the place with nothing but lust filled eyes. Girls practically naked all over the place. Any man’s dream.

"Alright fellas" Dave yelled slapping me and Jonon our shoulders. "Let's get fuckin lucky tonight!" The boys whoop'd in the crowd, Tico and Dave going to the front stage.

Alec, Jon, and I going to the bar. "I thing we killed it, I've never heard that people scream for an encore" Alec laughed as we ordered our drinks.

"Yeah man, it was awesome" I said shaking my glass a little. We could hear Dave's voice in the background flirting up some chick with big tits. Tico just sat and watched the show on front of him.

"Dude you seem tense. Loosen up" Jon shook my shoulders a little. "I know you wanna get laid. Or at least you need to." Jon smirked looking behind him to David and Tico. "Let's go see them girls!" He pulled me to the front of the stage where the girls were dancing.

As I was watching the guys drool over the women, a certain sign caught my eye. ‘The Bubble Bath’ What the hell was that? “I’ll be right back” I mutter to the guys. I walked to the white neon sign scattered with bubbles. The walkway covered by beaded curtains made of silver beads and plastic bubbles. I moved half of the beaded curtains to enter the room.

The room was light blue, it had a stage with a pole in the middle of the room with a velvet couch in front of it, a hot tub in the back corner, and bubble machines in every corner except for the one with the hot tub. The room smelled much better than the outside, vanilla and brown sugar instead of liquor and arousal.

My eyes searched the room, when a soft voice brought me out of my thoughts. “Can I help you with something?” I jumped slightly at the sound before looking around.

I turned to see a beautiful woman in a baby blue silk robe, the matching piece of fabric tied tied into a bow in front around her waist, holding the robe closed. Her long h/c hair curly and teased, perfectly flowing over her shoulders. Her name tag spelled out “Bubbles”

Heat rose to my face “Oh uhm… I was just looking around” I said nervously rubbing the back of my neck. “Richie Sambora?” She smirked “I’m so honored” she places her hand on her heart, showing her painted nails.

I was in a trance from her soft and sexy voice. It's enough to make a man weak at the knees.

My hormones getting the best of me like a teenager. "You can, only if you want to sweetheart" I said winking giving back the same energy. "Well would you like a show superstar?" She asked.

Who wouldn't want a show from her? She fucking gorgeous and nice. "Anything from you" she smirked with those beautiful lips.

"Well have a seat" she pointed to the couch before going to where the music was playing.

I watched as her hips swayed from side to side. I sat back and waited intently.

"Pick your poison" she said turning for me to answer. "Surprise me" I saw a mischievous smirk on her face before turning to the newest Def Leppard album. 'Pour Some Sugar On Me' ringing through my ears. She walked back over between the stage and the couch, right in front of me, she slowly pulled the string on her robe to undo the bow, letting the robe slide down her shoulders slowly, letting it fall to the ground. She wore a thin baby blue lingerie set.

She made her way to the pole swinging gently with her smooth leg wrapped neatly around it. Her moves were enough to make anyone move around in their seat. She stopped her dance and made her way towards me, our matching smirks.

She swayed her hips, tuning her hands all over her silky, smooth, body. Running down from her plump breasts to her smooth stomach. She struts towards me and straddles my lap. My hands rest on her thighs as she leans over and grabs the bubbly from the little table next to the couch. She takes the cork between her teeth and pulls it out, letting it fal out of her mouth. She tips her head back and pours it, not much making it into her mouth as it drips into the valley between her breasts. When her head tips back down she puts the bottle to my lips and tips it, the bubbly pouring into my mouth.

She sets the bubbly down when a tipsy Jon stumbles through the bead curtains. He chuckles “sorry for interrupting but we gotta go. The boys are drunk out of their minds and we have to leave before they try anything” he smiles charmingly and winks at bubbles before walking out. I huff and she smiles, getting up from my lap. She writes something down on a piece of paper and folds it, handing it to me.

“Maybe next time rockstar” she smiles, standing a little bit on her tippy toes to give me a kiss on the cheek. I walk out, taking a peek in the note. She wrote down her phone number. I put in in my back pocket, definitely going to use it later.

A/n: this is my first time writing smut so please give me some advice and sorry if it’s bad!

I love this so much

hello, i don't know if you take requests but I saw a tik tok where a teacher was getting ready for firefighter day at the school and I immediately imagined teacher reader and firefighter dean winchester

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMBsQnGn4/

I'm sorry for my english

𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ stop, drop... and flirt,

summary. firefighter day but this year's edition features a calendar-worthy firefighter

pairing. firefighter!dean winchester x teacher!reader genre. fluff

wordcount. 542

notes / warnings. just shameless flirting

You don’t usually get flustered. You run a class of twenty-five chaos gremlins on sugar highs and zero impulse control. You handle scraped knees, forgotten lunchboxes, and glitter explosions like a seasoned general.

But today?

Today, Dean Winchester walks into your classroom in a firefighter uniform—and your brain promptly short-circuits.

You were told someone from the station would come talk to the kids about fire safety, give the ol’ “stop, drop, and roll” speech, let them play with the siren. You were expecting someone older. Possibly balding.

You were not expecting six feet of flirty smirk and forearms that could carry you like a sack of flour.

Dean tugs off his helmet as he steps in, raking a hand through messy hair. “Hope I’m not too early.”

You manage a blink. A nod. A sound that might be a word. “You’re… just on time.”

He flashes you a smile that should be illegal in a school zone. “You the teacher?”

You almost say, I can be whatever you want, but somehow swallow it down in time.

“Yes. I’m Ms. Y/L/N. And you’re…?”

“Dean. Station 34. I usually don’t do these things, but my buddy was out sick, so…” He shrugs, then adds, “Figured I’d come hang with the cool kids.”

“Right,” you say, doing your best to focus. “Fire safety. Stop, drop, and roll.”

“Yep,” he grins. “Though I gotta say, I might need a refresher on the ‘stop’ part. Not when you’re lookin’ like that.”

Your eyebrows shoot up.

“Excuse me?”

He steps closer. Just enough to feel the heat of him.

“So,” he says, voice lower now. “I know I’m supposed to teach kids about fire safety, but you?”

You tilt your head. “Yeah?”

“You’re kinda making me forget all the rules.”

You bite your lip, heart hammering. “That a line you use often?”

“Only when I mean it.”

You’re definitely blushing now. “Uh-huh. You gonna charm the kids like that too?”

“I dunno,” he teases. “Think they’ll appreciate a ‘damn, teach’ moment?”

You try—really try—not to laugh. You fail.

The kids love him, of course. He talks about fire drills and escape plans and even lets them sit in the driver’s seat of the truck out front. They cheer. They squeal. He winks at you at least three times, and each time it knocks a year off your life expectancy.

By the end, when your classroom is empty and the chaos has cleared, you find him lingering at the door, helmet back under his arm.

“Thanks for coming,” you say, arms folded, leaning against a desk.

He grins. “Thanks for not calling HR on me.”

“I thought about it.”

He reaches into his jacket and pulls out a folded piece of paper. Hands it to you.

It’s a business card.

You raise a brow. “Calling in a fire?”

He shrugs. “Or dinner. Whichever comes first.”

You smile despite yourself. “You really don’t quit, huh?”

Dean winks. “You’ll get used to it.”

And just like that, he’s gone—leaving behind the faint smell of smoke, engine grease, and whatever cologne should be bottled and sold under the name trouble.

You glance down at the card, still warm in your hand.

Looks like Firefighter Day might become your new favorite school holiday.

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Dean Winchester killed hitler, time for trump

question.. would you like to be added to my Peter Steele taglist? (If you haven’t already)

YES YES YES YES YES YES YES

AND THE LOST BOYS PLEASE

Hey do you take requests still?

Of course! Sorry for not posting lol I start my ideas but never finish them 😭

Get this man's fingers round my throat, pulling my hair, in my mouth, gripping my wrist, holding me down, around my waist, bruising my hips, playing with my tits, parting my thighs, lifting me up, and most of all Fingering my soul out of my body.

Oh then I wanna cuddle tf.

Dirtier than Heaven Pairing: Peter Steele/Fem!Reader

Warning: SMUT/MDNI/18+, Manhandling, Body worship, Doggy/On a Couch, size kink, IMPLIED RELATIONSHIP, multiple orgasm, I guess public play??, breeding kink if you squint.

a/n: I'm gonna kinda combine your other ask with this

Filming the Christion Women video was going to be a hassle, you were already sexually frustrated. Your cheeks were tinted red, your underwear was most likely soaked already. Why?

Peter fucking Steele. Thats why. He teased the living hell out of you before set. Leaning down and whispering in your ear with his deep voice. When you'd sit down, he'd make you sit on his leg, and he'd bounce his knee here and there. Giving your sweet pussy friction.

He'd give gentle squeezes to the back of your neck, his hand big enough that it most definitely covered your whole neck. The dominant presence of him alone set you off. It all made your thigh clench at the thought, the feeling.

Now you have to film a sex scene with Peter. During the scenes, he'd whisper just low enough that the film crew can't hear, "Look who's all horny, baby.. Can't take it?" He says as he runs his hand over your head for the video scene. You try to keep your real moans at bay, even though you can most definitely feel his long hard cock against your leg under the sheet. By the end of the filming, your overly sexually frustrated, pussy soaked and breathing raged. God, you were so horny right now. It made you need Peter all the more.

You meet Peter back at his trailer, walking in and seeing Peter man spreading on a couch. "Peter.." You sigh out, walking closer to him slowly. "Come here, dove." He simply said, using his long pointer and middle in a 'come here' motion. You instantly went over to him as he sat up, legs still spread as he wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you onto his lap.

You wrap your arms around his neck, running your fingers through his hair in the front, moving it way from his face as you lean down and kiss him. Peter leans back again, your legs on either side of him as you kiss.

Peter places one hand on your hip, and the other under your jaw that’s slides down to your collar bone then to your tits through the gown you wore for the video. You moan into the kiss, feeling him knead at your breast.

“Look at you.” Peter starts, pulling away from your lips to kiss down your jaw leaving open mouth kisses song your skin.

“—So pretty.” You says as he rolls his hips from underneath you, using the hand on your hip to hike up the gown around your waist. You moan out at the feeling of his clothed cock from under you, his zipper rubbing at you clit beautifully.

“Peter, please.” You moan out, head thrown back. He moves back from your neck, looking up at you. Your face red, hickies and bite marks forming along your neck, your shaky hands gripping at his shoulders and your hips grinding down on his clothed cock.

He bites his lover lip, dipping his thumbs into your panties, pulling at them until they snap. You gasp out, head snapping down to see him throwing your ripped panties to the side. He groans lowly at the sight of your soaked cunt, your hips twitching each time you roll them against his zipper.

“Look at you. So desperate, all for me.” He smiles to himself as he reaches a hand down and rubs at your clit. Your hips jolt, causing a ragged breath to escape your mouth.

“Peter!” You moan out, leaning your head down and laying it on his shoulder. Peter grips your wrists, pulling them to his belt buckle and jeans.

“Undo them like a good girl.” He said as he pulled the gown over your head, your nipples hardening from the cold air. Peter put his mouth on one of them and kneaded the other while you took his belt off and moved to pull down his jeans.

Peter lifted you up with his hips, allowing you to tug his jeans and underwear down. Once the where of his hips, he lifted you off his lap with one hand under your knee and the other arm around your back moving you to lay down on the sofa.

Peter stood up, pulling the rest of his clothes off. His long cock aching as he turned you around onto all fours, placing your hands on the back of the couch and knees to the edge.

“Look at that. Good girl.” He spoke lowly, running his cock through your folds to gather your wetness.

“Please, Peter.” You sigh out, looking over your shoulder at him.

“Patients.” You huffed, leaned down and kissing the back of your neck as he eased himself in. The stretch of the first few inches had you gasping, whimpering and gripping the back of the couch.

“Peter- fuck!” You gasped as he inched in a few more inches. He hand both hands on your hips to steady you, rubbing his thumps over your skin reassuringly. “I got you baby.” He pulled out, then pushed in inch by inch. Over and over again he repeated this until he was flush with your ass.

All that alone ushered 2 orgasms out of you, just him getting inside alone. It made your head dizzy, biting into your lip till it nearly bleeds.

“Little pussy feels so good, baby.” Peter murmurs as he leans down, kissing your shoulder as he starts thrusting in and out of you, hitting your g spot over and over again.

Peter slides his left hand down to your stomach where an obvious bulge appears and disappears, in sync with his thrusts.

Peter thrusts faster, focusing his thrusts against that spot over and over again as he feels himself disappear and reappear on your stomach. He uses his other hand to pull you back against him to meet his thrusts.

“Peter! Mm- I’m gonna cum.. again!” You try to get your words out, but it comes out is whiny moans, but he knew nonetheless.

“C’mon dove. Cum with me.” He moans, speeding up his thrusts, feeling his balls tighten as he stops thrusting, holding your ass against his hips as he cums deep inside you. Your brain is mushed, you’re leaning against the back of the couch with no more strength to hold you up. The only thing keeping you up right is Peter.

Peter is leaning against your back, snaking both his arms around you and picking you up and sitting down with you on his lap.

He’s laying down on the couch with you against him, unconscious and fucked out.