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Obey pt. 9

A/N: well, this is it! This is the last part of Obey. I think I’m more nervous about this last part than I have been about any other part, just because I want this to be good. This has been a crazy ride and I’m so glad you’ve all been here for it. Thank you for all your support ❤️ huge thank you to @njeancastro316 for starting this whole thing. Thank you for trusting me with your idea!

Huge huge huge shoutout to @elijahs-wife for the fucking awesome mood board she made for this series. Thank your unending support ❤️

Let’s do this!

Word count: 2k

WARNINGS: SMUT 18+ Choking, blood, mentions of death and torture, a happy ending.

((God how ridiculously cool is this moodboard))

Five months had passed since the Mystic Falls incident. In the weeks after, Elijah had helped Y/N cope with the hell of being kidnapped, hunted and subsequently murdered by her ex husband, then, helping her cope with the bonus stress of transitioning and then killing said ex husband. The relief she felt the night it all happened lasted only for that night, as it was followed by guilt and sorrow and rage, emotions she was all too familiar with but not on the level she felt it at as a vampire. Elijah was there for her every step of the way, never leaving her side. Around month two, she had begun to even out and come to terms with what had happened. At month three, she was able to return to work, now having her hunger under control and her emotions in check.

In her recovery, the summer heat had melted away, being replaced by the warm tones of autumn, which were short lived. December rolled around and the New Orleans Christmas decorations came alive. Y/N was glowing. Her walls had begun to fall away and she was showing new bits and pieces of herself every day. Elijah watched as she grew confident in ways that may have been considered small, but it made her so much more special to him. She cared about her job more than ever, her coworkers included. She had begun friendships with fellow nurses and worked harder than she ever had before. Sophie had seen her less and less as Y/N had learned to live and love her life, uninhibited.

She sat comfortably in her cozy apartment, for once bothering to make it feel like home rather than cold, and she actually wanted to spend time in her own space. There was no threat to her safety in her own home anymore. No denying herself the feeling of warmth and happiness. Her thoughts wandered to how she had changed as a vampire, and she dwelled on how she had spent her time as a human. She decided that she was ultimately the better version of herself this way. A knock on her front door startled her from her thoughts. She turned her head in the direction of the door and stood, wrapping her arms around herself as she opened the door. Elijah stood on the other side, looking at her expectantly. She stood aside and beckoned him in.

"Good evening, darling." He smiled, bending to kiss her cheek. She grinned at him and closed the door behind him. "Are you ready?" He asked, looking around the room. Y/N’s grin switched to a grimace.

"Actually, I... thought maybe we could spend the weekend here. At my place." She said sheepishly. She had made the comment to him that she missed the snow every winter. She hadn't seen it in about seven years. He arranged a stay for them at a cottage in upstate New York for the weekend, an early Christmas gift to her. "Could we maybe do the cottage another weekend? I'm just finally enjoying my own home, for once." She looked around the space and smiled happily. She turned back to look at him for his reaction and found him grinning at her. "What?" She asked.

"Of course we can stay here. I adore seeing you this content. I'd do anything to keep you this way." He took a step toward her and wrapped his arms around her, planting a kiss atop her head as he hugged her. She closed her eyes and hummed merrily as she wrapped her arms around his torso. He pulled away slightly and lifted her chin to look up at him. "I'm quite proud of the progress you've made, Y/N." He praised. She blushed at him and tried to avert her eyes, but he kept her locked in his gaze. "You're truly remarkable." He whispered, leaning down to close the gap between them. He kissed her softly, his lips grazing hers. She closed her eyes in bliss. She let herself get carried away, deepening the kiss and nibbling at his bottom lip. He smiled and chuckled into the kiss. He gave her a quick squeeze before pulling away and turning to face the room.

"Elijah?" She grabbed ahold of him, her hands grasping onto the sleeve of his jacket. She tugged and fumbled but managed to pull him back to her, her hands reaching to cup his face. "I'm sorry, I just -," she kissed him again hastily, toying with the buttons on his suit jacket. "I'm still getting used to the whole -," her lips were on his again breathlessly, his hands traveling the curves of her body. "Vampire thing," she moved her kisses slowly over to his ear and nibbled on his lobe, lowering down to his neck while nipping and sucking at the skin. She tugged the suit jacket off of him, leaving him in his classic button down dress shirt. He groaned and closed his eyes, a small smile crossing his lips before he bit his lower one.

"Don't apologize, dear." He groaned, "We'll just have to get you accustomed to this lifestyle," he flipped the switch swiftly with his hands on her hips in dominance, pushing her backward into the door behind her. She gasped at the sudden change but welcomed it hungrily. He tugged at the bottom of her shirt and she lifted her arms. He threw the shirt away from them and lowered to his knees, kissing up and down her chest and abdomen, moving slowly down her body. His finger grazed along the top of the waistband on her leggings before he pulled them down and off of her, leaving her completely exposed. She panted and looked down at him. Nothing pleased her more than the sight of him in front of her, working his way down to where she wanted him most.

As if she weighed nothing, he scooped her up by the thighs and placed her legs on his shoulders. He got right to work, sliding his tongue between her folds, her hips twitching at the contact as a satisfied moan escaped her. Her eyes dragged closed as his tongue circled her clit expertly, drinking her in. He hummed as he took in her taste and she moaned at the vibrations sent up her spine. He swirled his tongue over her clit, coaxing her closer to the edge. Her hands found their way to his hair and tangled themselves in it, tugging as she felt a familiar pit in her stomach. His name left her lips in a hiss, "Elijah, I'm close," she whispered. He snaked his hand up to her soaked entrance and plunged a finger in, instantly getting it covered in slick. Her moans began to pick up, his finger working her quickly. She tugged on his hair harder, just on the brink of orgasm when it was pulled away from her and he stopped. Her eyes flew open and she whined, looking down at him as he pulled away. In a flash, he was standing now, one arm wrapped around her waist, the other working the button and zipper of his pants, hastily pulling them off. He used his weight to keep her pinned against the door, legs wide open for him.

Her hand found Elijah's cheek and she caressed it as she looked into his eyes. Hers were hazy and halfway closed as he thrust into her. He eyed her wrist that was mere inches from his mouth. He wanted her to feel the depth of emotion he held for her, and he could only think of one way to convey it to her. With one hand supporting her against the door, the other grabbed her wrist and brought it to his mouth, biting into her. Elijah didn't realize how badly he had wanted to taste her again until that moment, and he wondered how many different ways he could drink her in. He drank from her wrist as he thrust, her breathy moans mixed with the sound of skin on skin. Her eyes widened as she watched him with her wrist on his lips. She hooked her feet behind his waist as he pinned her against the door, his pace quickening still. The door behind them shook from his intensity.

His hips snapped up against hers relentlessly, fucking her in the way she'd been craving. He pulled his lips away from her wrist as it healed itself, his eyes dark and filled with lust. Hers too began to turn black, the veins underneath becoming more prominent. He placed his free hand on the door behind her to stabilize himself, his forearm just beside her face. She threw her head back and cried out his name before turning her head and grasping onto his arm, biting into him. He hissed as she did, pleasure coursing through him. She gasped as she drank, a new feeling of euphoria and closeness washing over her. She pulled away with his blood running over her lips as her orgasm rushed through her, screams of his name reverberating off the apartment walls. His hand moved off of the door behind her and onto her throat, squeezing as she came, her eyes rolling back in her head.

"Elijah..." she whispered hoarsely, his fingers still around her neck. "More," she whined. His eyes shone darkly and he released his grip on her throat, lowering her from the door. She grasped his arms and sped them across the apartment and into her room, pushing him down onto the mattress. He smiled and bared his teeth, eyebrows raised as she climbed atop him. She sank down onto his cock, taking him in entirely. She relished the look on his face as she did so, with his eyes partially closed and his mouth agape. A low moan escaped his lips as she began to bounce. His hands found her hips naturally, helping her keep balance and rhythm. She leaned her torso down, laying on top of him as she rode. She peppered kisses and bites along his chest and neck, drawing her name from his lips. She moved faster, sliding up and down on him with ease.

He growled and pulled her off of him, quickly flipping them around so her back was on the mattress. She squealed as he did so, but it turned into a moan as he plunged into her roughly, not giving her time to adjust. His hand reached for her throat and he squeezed, giving the perfect amount of pleasure. He wasn't going to go easy on her, he was seeking his own satisfaction now. He lifted one of her legs up his torso, resting her ankle on his shoulder and he fucked her senselessly, his pace maddening and sloppy. One hand gripped his forearm above her, the other gripped the sheets beneath her as another orgasm washed over her and he spilled into her. He moaned, his voice raspy as he let the built up tension leave his body. He looked down at Y/N and found her already grinning at him. He pulled out of her and got up to find a towel.

"May I ask why you're so chipper?" He asked her, moving onto the bathroom.

"Vampire sex is awesome," she said enthusiastically. He stared at her through the mirror in the bathroom blankly before breaking out into a laugh.

"Yes, darling. It is 'awesome'," he quoted back to her. Her grin faded into a smile as he walked out of the bathroom and to her side as she laid on the bed. He bent down to clean her up gently. After, he threw the towel into the dirty laundry basket and flopped onto the bed next to her. She looked at him adoringly as he laid his arm out in an invitation. She looked from him to his arm and, still smiling, climbed right up next to him. He smiled and kissed her forehead.

"I'm so proud of you." He whispered.

"I'll never be that me again." She countered confidently. "I can still be my own person even if I'm with you. I am my own fire."

He squeezed his arm around her gently. "I wouldn't have you any other way."

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Hey I was wondering if you take requests is so can you do a Wednesday x Enid x Xavier smut and Enid Is submissive and has been needy and bratty all day so Xavier and Wednesday tame her and they tease her by kissing touching each other infrint of Enid and make her watch ik that's really detailed sorry but if your not taking requests that's fine totally disregard this ask thanks and love you work btw💙

Thank you so much for the request, I hope this is okay. Also sorry it took me a bit I have been busy with work.

Warnings: Humiliation, pet names, use of the words pup/puppy, mentions of spanking, finger sucking (brief), made to watch, p in v, dom/sub dynamics, riding

Word count: 1,444

Enid pouted from her spot on the floor, picking the hem of her skirt as she slumped down. She was kneeling at the feet of her lovers, Xavier and Wednesday, sitting between them both like a simple puppy. They were eating dinner right above her, opting to hand feed her bites of theirs instead of giving her a plate.

The blonde was in trouble, which she hated with a passion but somehow she always found herself in the position. Maybe that was because both of them had a sadistic side. This time though, Enid really had been asking for it. She woke up clingy and needy as ever, starting off her morning with trying to get herself off on Xavier’s thigh. It had been instinct really, the full moon was nearing and her hormones and emotions were through the roof. That was strike one. She was well aware of the rule of asking permission, something Xavier had put in place for both girls as soon as he noticed they had trouble asking for what they wanted.

Her next strikes had come throughout the day. She was grumpy from not getting what she wanted that morning and it carried through her attitude for the rest of the day like a spoiled child. Wednesday hated nothing more than whining and backtalk but Enid would swear to the judge that she was entitled to be pissed off. She was horny and had been denied the sweet release of grinding herself down on her boyfriend’s thigh. Honestly she was the victim in all of this. 

Wednesday snapped her fingers, drawing Enid’s attention back to the present, “Fix your posture, Pup.”

Enid quickly straightened her position, sitting up higher on her knees. She parted her lips when Wednesday offered her a spoonful of mashed potatoes. The couple above her always used this tactic, slipping her into a pet-like headspace to remind her of her place. She was just grateful for the attention. 

“I’m sorry for misbehaving,” she spoke around the food in her mouth, taking a moment to savor it and swallow before she continued, “I just wanted attention.”

Xavier brushed some of her hair from her face, being the softer of the two doms but possibly even more strict than Wednesday. He held her chin in his hand, forcing her to look up at him. Her mouth went dry with how dark his eyes were, a warmth spreading between her legs.

“You’re a spoiled brat but that’s okay. You’re just our dumb little puppy…constantly thinking with your pussy instead of that cute little head of yours. That’s our fault, we’ve been slacking on taming you.”

Enid’s mouth gaped at the cruelness of his words, the degradation going straight to her core. 

“It’s easily fixable. Domesticating animals is a common task, disciplining them is that much easier. Enid, I want you to show Xavier how sorry you are for your behavior.”

Wednesday stood up before kneeling beside the girl. She started to undo the male’s jeans, pulling out his semi-erection. Xavier sighed contently at the feeling of the cool air touching his dick, feeling smug at the way he could visibly see Enid’s mouth watering at the sight of him. Wednesday gave her boyfriend a few calculated strokes with her hand, enjoying the way he was already squirming from the slightest touch from her. She looked over at Enid who was trying her hardest to act patient but Wednesday knew if she had a tail it would be wagging. 

“Open.” Wednesday demanded, taking her free hand and pushing Enid’s face towards their boyfriend’s cock. 

With eagerness, Enid let her glossy lips part, her mouth dropping open and her tongue rolling out. She was anything but shy about this act, accepting his length into her mouth happily. Wednesday tangled her hand in the girl’s hair, guiding her up and down, watching with unblinking eyes how Enid was suctioned to his dick obediently. 

Xavier threw his head back, moaning at the sensation of Enid’s hot mouth around him, her drool pooling at the corners of her mouth knowing he prefered when she was sloppy. Wednesday hated being covered in her own saliva so she often liked when Enid did the blowjobs. It always worked in the blonde’s favor though because she loved giving head and being completely at the mercy of her lovers. 

“That’s a good girl, so much prettier when you are using your mouth for something other than giving us attitude.”

Enid only hummed around him, her knees were blushing as they dug into the floor beneath her but she didn’t care. The only thing on her mind was pleasing the man before her. She thought he looked so enchanting like this, his eyes drooping and his legs spread wide, leaned back against the kitchen chair. For a moment, she was so blissed out that she almost forgot this was a punishment. Xavier leaned forward and took over holding her head, he tilted her head back, slipping his cock further down her throat. He groaned deeply at the feeling of her throat contracting around him as she tried helplessly to control her gag reflex. He held her there, her button nose against his pubic bone, sputtering and blinking stray tears from her eyes.

He let her go, watching her drop to the floor, coughing as she caught her breath. She was bright red in the face and her throat stung but her pussy was aching. Wednesday moved her out of the way, coming in between her and Xavier. Enid didn’t even know when her girlfriend had stripped but there she was in all her pale glory. She raked her eyes over Wednesday’s body, following her curves and the swell of her breasts. She had two tiny flashes of silver pierced through her nipples, and Enid longed for her every time she saw the bars. 

“You’re going to sit there and watch us now, Pup. That’s your punishment for being a brat. Understand?”

Enid held back a pout and nodded her head, “Yes sir.”

With that, Wednesday straddled Xavier’s lap, sinking down on his length with a soft sigh. Enid watched with jealousy as his cock slid deep inside of Wednesday’s freshly trimmed cunt. Usually the blonde was right there in the center of their fun, but being forced to just watch was definitely a punishment. She hated not being able to have their hands on her, and being as horny as she was already, this little show was not helping. Her eyes stared ahead as Xavier held onto Wednesday’s hips, bouncing her up and down on his cock. The sound of her wet pussy was filling Enid’s ears, making her hips rock against nothing. She knew better than to touch herself without permission. Last time she did so, Xavier had made her lay flat on her back with her legs in the air as he spanked her bottom with one of her hair brushes. 

“Ohh fuck! You feel so good, lamb.” Xavier spoke roughly against Wednesday’s ear. 

The raven-haired woman didn’t respond, only whimpered pathetically as the man started to snap his hips up harshly into her. The sound of their skin clapping together echoed off the walls. They looked so beautiful, fucking roughly in the middle of the dinning room. Enid wanted nothing more than to be fucked but there was somthing erotic about bbeing forced to watch them. 

Enid could almost feel Wednesday’s orgasm as it rippled through her. She spasmed in Xavier’s lap, he hadn’t been far behind, pulling out and letting his cum fly. Some of it hit Enid on the cheek with how close she was to the show, and Xavier couldn’t help but to chuckle. Once Wednesday had gotten off of his lap, he beckoned Enid over with his finger. She scrambled over on her sore knees, placing herself directly between his knees. She pressed her face against his softening cock, almost purring when Wednesday scratched her scalp as a form of praise. Xavier wiped his cum from her face with his thumb before slipping it into Enid’s mouth. He rubbed her back as she sucked on his finger gratefully. 

“Why don’t you go run a bath for us all, pup. Then we’ll all wash up and we’ll take care of you. How’s that sound?”

Enid instantly became bouncy at her boyfriend’s words.

“You want me to fuck you too, my love?” Wednesday pressed a kiss to her head. 

“God yes. A hundred times yes.” She nearly tripped over her own feet as she tried to rush to go get the bathwater started. The other two just shook their heads at her excitement. 

may I request an angst with evan buckley

"keep your eyes on me." promt with an established relationship please! but hes been through a lot give him his happy ending please, i love him so much 🫶🏻

Lightning Strike.

28. "Keep your eyes on me."

Author's Note - this is a drabble written as part of my 500 Followers Celebration!! find that post here. my soft sweet buck. thank you for this request <3

Pairing - Evan Buckley x Female Reader

Age Rating - 18+

Warnings - sad buck. mentions of a sort of panic attack.

Word Count - 500 ish maybe??

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Buck is the king of putting on a brave face.

Always strong, never faltering. He reassures everyone he's fine time and time again, smiling and cracking jokes. But you see right through him.

You've always been able to read him like a book. You don't even have to try.

After the lightning strike, Buck doubled down on his brave face. He wouldn't let anyone see him upset - not even Eddie. Which is rare. And worrying.

He seems to be coping surprisingly well, desperate to get back to work and resume normal routine. While he's stuck at home, he's been cooking, doing puzzles, watching football. You're greeted with a lovingly cooked meal and a glass of wine every time you walk through the door.

Until today.

Today, you walk into the apartment, and it's dark. No lights on, no TV blaring sound. Nothing.

"Buck?"

Silence.

"Buck? Baby? I'm home," you call.

Now you're worried.

You start striding through the apartment, navigating your way through the darkness. When you hear a sniffle, your head whips around. There's Buck, knees pressed to his chest, jammed in between the nightstand and the wall. He's curled up on the ground, head resting on his arms that are protectively wrapped around his legs.

"Buck? Hey, did something happen?"

"Yeah," he murmurs hoarsely. "I got hit by lightning."

"I remember," you say gently. "Did something happen today?"

"I don't know," he whispers. "I think I've been distracting myself. And today it all came crashing down."

"Talk to me," you urge.

Buck's lip trembles, and so do his hands. Warm, salty tears drip down his face, and his breathing quickens rapidly.

"Hey, hey. Keep your eyes on me, Buck."

He locks his gaze onto yours, and mirrors your breathing carefully. Eventually, he calms down enough to speak.

"I died. I've been so close to death so many times that I'm kinda numb to it. But this time was so real. How am I supposed to go on living my life like nothing happened, when I literally died?"

"You don't have to live like nothing happened, baby," you reassure, moving to sit down in front of him. "No one expects you to do that."

"I just -," he sighs, trying to formulate a coherent thought. "I just don't know how to carry on."

You reach out gently and place a hand on his cheek, wiping away the tears that are spilling over. Your thumb strokes his cheekbone carefully, grounding him back down to Earth.

"I know you're like, totally anti therapy -," you begin, and he laughs. "But talking to a therapist or a trauma counsellor might really help. Or maybe we find a support group. This is LA, there's groups for everything."

"You think there's a lightning strike support group?" he jokes.

"I honestly wouldn't be surprised," you chuckle. "And if there isn't? Well, we'll start one."

"I might be the only person who attends."

"Fine by me," you tease, nudging him lovingly.

You stand up, and offer him a hand. He takes it gratefully, getting up and instantly wrapping his arms around you. He inhales the scent of your vanilla shampoo, and the tension leaves his shoulders rapidly.

"I love you," he murmurs into your hair. "I'm so lucky."

"I'm the lucky one," you reassure. "Well, technically you are, since you got hit by lightning. And survived."

"I've always been one in a million," he chuckles, squeezing you a little tighter.

"Yes, you have. My one in a million, Evan Buckley."

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INCLUDES: John B. Routledge, JJ Maybank, Rafe Cameron, Pope Heyward, Topper Thornton, Sarah Cameron, Kiara Carrera, Cleo . (IF MORE WANTED COMMENT OR REQUEST)

WARNING: these are links that contain porn, sexual activities .. youve been warned .

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Sucking John B. fat cock .

cute little giggle nd moans in the bedroom .

John B. fucks you on the floor .

- JJ MAYBANK

JJ fucks u roughly and loudly on his squeaky bed to piss off his dad .

JJ like to switch from you ass to your cunt .

JJ gives you backshots .

JJ first time fucking you raw had him moaning .

+ RAFE CAMERON

Rafe makes u bounce on his cock while he plays his ps5 .

Right after school Rafe breeds you .

Good sex with Rafe .

Rafe is always so rough .

- POPE HEYWARD

Pope room is full of slapping noises nd your moans .

Pope so needy when it comes to you sucking him off .

Blowjobs + Pope .

Rubbing against Pope .

+ TOPPER THORNTON

Topper fucks u at a steady pace .

Proving Topper wrong by riding him .

lazy day with topper .

Topper wants to cum inside .

- SARAH CAMERON

Sarah and you sharing John B. cock .

Scissoring with Sarah .

Sarah is so inpatient, she wants a taste of you rn .

Sarah call you over whenever shes home alone .

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Kiara eating you out .

Kiara sliding on your clit .

kiara likes teasing you with her tongue .

Glazing Kiara’s clit with your juices .

- CLOE

Cloe fingers u before eating you out .

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The Frog Princess. Chapter 1

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“You can all bloody kiss my ass!”, I growled at the men standing around me. “There isn’t a chance in Hel I’m getting on that ship!”.

“Breathe, Y/N”, Eist tried calmingly. “This is what’s best for everyone”. “Best for you and your bloody war!”, I snarled.

In the corner of the great hall stood a mess of cases, containing most of my earthly goods. None of it had any importance to me; except for the small chest of knickknacks I’d gathered while on trips around the smaller islands of Skellige, and the one time Eist had brought me to Cintra Capital with him.

“Y/N, you’re not a child. Stop acting like one”. I smacked him across the face. A murmur of stifled laughter rose among the leather clad men surrounding me and Eist.

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The Aura Painter | DOB

Painter! Dylan x Princess!Reader

Word Count: 12K (12.057)

Warnings: Mentions of sexism, masturbation (mutual or solo), unprotected sex (this is a fic, be safe), cum play, breeding kink, filthy tbh, some cliché romance scenes. This is my second time writing ‘smut’. But this is the first time writing something so long and so filthy, bear with me.

A/N: This is an idea that I’ve had in mind for so long. Hope you guys enjoy it as much as I enjoyed imagining it. And of course, writing it. If you do, please give it some love and share it. The biggest solo piece I’ve ever written!

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