SPIDER MAN Matt Sturniolo

isn’t you - t.chalamet

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requested: y — “timmy Is with Kylie but fall in love with co-star!Reader.”

pairing: Timothee chalamet x costar!reader

warnings: writers strike is not existent in this fic + angst

a/n: this is for my Timmy girlies 🥲 I know we are hurting out there rn…

it was a low key relationship— at least according to him, until this weeks US open and he’d hit the front covers making out with his new girlfriend.

you’d never grown close to timothee chalamet, not with his good looks and charming humor did you allow yourself to grow attached to a man who wasn’t available. sure, you could be friends, men and women are friends all the time, but there was something else about Timothee that just made it impossible to be friends with him.

“so tell me,” the reporter starts, her eyes dazzling with excitement as she scans both of your faces for the same energy, but you lack it. no amount of caffeine and self preparation could make you happy to sit beside the world renowned actor, Timothee chalamet, “have you guys gotten close throughout filming? I mean, it’s been almost year you have to be best friends by now, right?”

it’s Timothee who laughs, he does his typical adjustment in his seat, leaning forward he begins to speak, “I mean we’ve gotten close, I’ve begun to pick up the little things she does.”

the reporters eyes grow wide, she’s begging for me, “like what?” she asks, and you cock your head to the side to get a good view of his side profile.

he chews the inside of his cheek when he’s slightly nervous, you’ve noticed this before, he fidgets with his rings too, and finally he opens his mouth, “I don’t know, I can’t think of anything right now.”

“you have to have something in mind.” you finally say, a rush of blood flows to your cheeks as you and the reporter wait for what feels to be like minutes, but really is seconds, before he finally comes up with something, “how you set out coffee for me every morning. you never get it right, but it’s still a nice gesture.”

the reporter presses her hand to her heart, “y/n, do you have anything that Timothee does that helped you grow close to him?”

where do you begin? his laugh, his smile, his jokes, his voice, his charm. you could go on and on, but you can’t pick those. not without making it so obvious you were in love with him, so you’ll result to something less awkward.

“his jokes, that reeled me in for sure.”

—

the interviews are done. it’s the press conferences and red carpet debuts are all that are left. Timothee is known for always having a hand around his female co-stars waists, or even just being close to them, which will make things ten times harder to resist him.

the tiny black midi dress shows your curves and all other assists to your physical beauty. standing in front of the cameras, you smile and pose. it’s not long before you feel a hand against the small of your back and the scent of his cologne.

“you look,” he pauses for a second, moving his body in front of yours, so it’s just you two, his eyes scan you up and down slowly before finally reaching your eyes, “beautiful.” he exhales the words, it’s almost faint against his lips but you hear him.

suddenly, he’s moved back beside you exposing you back to the bright flashes of the cameras and you’re trying your best to pull away from him, but he’s like a flame and you’re the moth. he finds his way to pull you closer to him, and without even knowing it he’s falling. he’s slowly, but surely, falling deeper into a feeling he thought he’d felt for another woman, but it wasn’t until you showed up tonight.

“you’ll be the death of me.” he mutters silently to himself before moving along the carpet by himself now. he takes a quick chance to look back at you, you’re smiling and posing with another male costar who’s perfectly cozy beside you, and that’s all the reasons for him to turn around and join you on the other side. what was he jealous of? you were single for all he knew, he was the one who shouldn’t be running back to smile beside you.

“it’s hard to resist you.” he admits, he turns his body away from the cameras slightly angled towards you.

your eyes flicker up into his, beautiful big and round, your pupils are dilated at just the very look of him, “what do you mean?” your lips attempt to curve into a frown, but you force the resistance and keep them poised into a smile trying not to let the emotions get to you.

“I mean,” he pauses, his head tilts down closer to your ear. you can feel his warm minty breath run down your neck, “I can’t have you, but I want you. you make my life a living hell.”

“dido.” you reply. finally moving from his grasp, turning your body you face the cameras and walk down the carpet until you’re at the end. he’s feet away from you, chatting with another costar, but his eyes don’t leave you. you can feel them scanning every part of your body as you move around to the sound of people cheering your name.

he fights every instinct to touch you, to kiss you like he did on screen, or pull you into him. he stands beside you angry, mad at himself, for falling too soon for another woman that wasn’t you.

remember when loki compared himself to thor? and he implied that he too has gone soft due to falling for a mortal?

now, remember thor asking heimdall to watch over jane’s life for him?

guess what loki was doing with mobius’ life right now?

What John B Doesn't Know

JJ Maybank x reader

Trigger warnings: unprotected sex in a hot tub

Summary: You and JJ have some fun behind your brother's back. What John B doesn't know won't hurt him, right?

JJ and I were the only ones left in the hot tub by the end of the night. He sat directly across from me, eyeing me up and down as I watched my brother disappear into the chateau. I could have sworn he didn’t have a care in the world, almost silenting begging for us to be caught. Not even waiting a full 2 seconds before demanding for me. 

“Come here,” He motioned me over to him, grabbing my hips when I was close enough and pulling me into his lap. “I thought he’d never leave.” He growled before grabbing the back of my neck and smashing his lips to mine. He wasted no time, sliding his hands back down to my hips to slowly roll me over his hardening length in his swim trunks. 

“JJ,” I groaned before pulling away from his kiss. He chased my lips and slipped his finger into the front of my bikini bottoms. I had to silence my gasp as he traced circles onto my clit. “We can’t do this here.” I spit out through moans. 

“Come on baby, no one can see us out here.” He insisted as his lips fell to my neck. “We haven’t had sex in so long.” 

“You literally bent me over the couch this morning.” 

“Exactly my point, princess. Far too fucking long.” He growled before sinking his teeth into the sweet spot on my neck. His fingers slid further down, teasing my aching entrance and I whined.

“We’ll get caught!” I whisper shouted and tried to pull away but he used his free hand to grab me by the back of my hair. 

“Oh, what’s the matter princess? Don’t want John B to see what a little whore you are for his best friend?” He speaks too loudly as he slips a finger inside me and a cling to his shoulders for a sense of stability. “Don’t want him to see how good I fuck his baby sister?” I gasp when he starts pumping his finger in and out at an unrelenting pace. My hands claw down his back when my head falls into the crook of his neck. He hisses when my fingernails dig in a little too deep and curls his fingers upwards, leaving me powerless. “How your eyes roll to the back of your head when I make you cum.” My moans are muffled against his skin when he adds another finger, grinning at how easily I fall apart for him. 

“We have to make this quick.” I plead and he’s quick to pull his fingers from me, lifting me up enough to pull his shorts down and tears the ties to my bottoms. He rips the fabric from me before throwing it across the tub. He quickly angles us both, and we sigh in relief as I sink down on his length. He grasps my hips harshly, thrusting up into me with purpose and I bite my bottom lip to stifle the moans falling from my mouth. 

“So fucking pretty when you’re on my cock, baby.” He praises as I lift up and down, doing my best to meet his thrusts. I was determined to cum fast. We were not getting caught. I was so worked up already, nearly on the verge when he bit down hard on my shoulder. That was gonna leave a fucking mark. I hissed in pain as I yanked the back of his hair back. His growl had me clenching around him in seconds. “That's it, baby! Fuck!.” He panted as I came and continued thrusting up into me as I rode out my high. 

He took me by surprise when he pulled me off of him and quickly spun me around, bending me over the edge of the tub before slamming back into me from behind. I let out a loud shriek and he clamped his hand over my mouth. The water was spilling over the edges of the tub with every violent thrust and my knees felt like they were gonna buckle as he hit my spot head on. My knuckles were turning white with my grip on the edge of the tub as JJ’s breathing intensified behind me. I always could tell when he was close. I came around him again and it was in that moment of euphoria that I realized that he wasn’t wearing a condom. 

“JJ!” I tried to warn him but it was inaudible as he pressed his hand harder over my mouth. I felt his cock start to twitch and seconds later he was coating my insides with his seed. But he refused to stop. He kept fucking his cum deeper and deeper into my pussy as I winced from the overstimulation. I pried his hand away from his mouth before turning back with a glare. 

“You’re gonna get me fucking pregnant and my brother is gonna kill you.” I spit out and he just smirks. 

“I hope I do baby. Big brother can’t keep us apart then, can he?” I scoff as I ponder on whether or not that was his true intention. He finally comes to a stop, placing a kiss on the back of my shoulder before pulling out. He fishes out my bikini bottoms for me, helping me put them back on before pulling me into his arms. “You know I love you right?” 

“I love you too dumbass, now let’s get inside before he sees us. I’m fucking exhausted.” He smirks before helping me out of the tub.

🐝  *  ―  𝑩𝑼𝑰𝑳𝑫 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑺𝑰𝑶𝑵 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.  (  nsfw.  feel free to adjust to better fit your muses.  )

❛  your cock is so delicious.  ❜ ❛  i need you in my mouth now.  ❜ ❛  i get so hard when i’m around you.  ❜ ❛  do you want me to spit or swallow?  ❜ ❛  i need you inside me.  ❜ ❛  guess what i’m wearing right now.  ❜ ❛  why don’t you come over? i promise you won’t regret it.  ❜ ❛  if i was with you, what would you do to me?  ❜ ❛  my legs are missing you in between them.  ❜ ❛  you’ll make me feel so good.  ❜ ❛  i’ve been thinking long and hard about what i wanna do with you tonight.  ❜ ❛  all i can think of is sitting on top of your hard cock.  ❜ ❛  i’m touching myself right now.  ❜ ❛  i wanna hear your moans.  ❜ ❛  i can’t stop thinking about how good you always feel.  ❜ ❛  can you feel how wet / hard i am for you?  ❜ ❛  i love the way you make me feel.  ❜ ❛  you have the most perfect breasts / cock / pussy.  ❜ ❛  i love watching you touch yourself.  ❜ ❛  i can only think of one thing right now and it’s you naked on my bed.  ❜ ❛  all i can think about is how good you’re going to taste.  ❜ ❛  how hard do you want to be fucked tonight?  ❜ ❛  i never knew that i could want someone so badly.  ❜ ❛  i plan on making you scream my name tonight.  ❜ ❛  it’s unfair how sexy you look today.  ❜ ❛  get on your knees, now.  ❜ ❛  i’m going to make you soaking wet.  ❜ ❛  don’t you dare come until i allow you to.  ❜ ❛  i want to tie you up later and have my way with you.  ❜ ❛  how fast do you think i can make you come?  ❜ ❛  i was thinking about you last night.  ❜ ❛  if we weren’t in public right now, i’d bend you over the table and fuck you.  ❜ ❛  i just want to be used by you tonight. can i be your personal toy?  ❜ ❛  tease me until i can’t take it anymore.  ❜ ❛  i can’t wait to taste you on my lips.  ❜ ❛  you can do whatever you want to me tonight.  ❜ ❛  cum for me.  ❜ ❛  you’re gonna be a good girl / boy for me?  ❜ ❛  take control of me, i trust you.  ❜ ❛  i can’t wait to be alone with you.  ❜

BRO THIS IS AMAZING

Loki Season 2 was heartbreaking so im just writing what should've happened. Or just ideas/thoughts I wish/wanted to see. PART 3:

-Loki meeting Mobius/Don’s ex wife and her surprised that Mobius/Son found love for something that isn’t a jet ski.

-AU where Loki & Mobius open a beach themed bar so they can always be around/on jet skis and water together.

-AU where Loki is a famous model/influencer who falls in love with single dad Mobius at Möbius’s jet ski shop and ends up with 30+ jet skis (he got them so he can keep seeing Mobius).

-Mobius being a Wild West fanatic and Loki discovering that his boyfriend looks hot in cowboy boots.

-Loki having a goth/emo apparel (black cat energy) with Mobius being a suburban beach vibe cargo short dad (golden retriever energy).

-Loki & Mobius/Don on a date which ends up with Loki bumping into Jane and Darcy leading him to explain he is a different Loki and that he just wants to have a nice date with his husband.

-Loki stating he doesn’t like animals but ends up having a soft spot for old golden retrievers (they remind him of Mobius).

-Mobius/Don crushing hard on the new guy across the street (Loki moves across the street from him) and his work buddies notice how distracted Mobius/Don is on his jet skis.

-AU where Mobius is a stereotypical single dad who gets upset at his sons for playing with an Ouija board and deciding to go to the new “Magick” store to knock some sense into the guy who sold the Ouija board to his kids. However, plans change when he falls hard for the middle aged goth guy named Loki in all black, all tatted and rocking the eyeliner. Mobius has been “bewitched”.

These are what I have again for now. These ideas/AUs are open for taking and sharing. I hope y’all like it I might write a few of these as Fics.

Let Me Show You

Steve Harrington x Reader

description: Steve is different than how he used to be.

word count: 1.3k

warning: former arrogant Steve, fluff

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Steve Harrington, the popular junior jock that everyone loved. When you first moved to Hawkins, you heard the rumors of Steve. He was the popular jock on the basketball and swim teams. He did all he could to show his stature and high-society persona that charmed everyone but you. You wouldn’t feed into his ego like his friends and his girlfriend. Although, you had a couple of classes with Nancy and she was nothing like Steve or their annoying friends. She was nice, caring, and sweet to everyone. Sometimes she had an attitude, but overall she was a great girl. 

Steve noticed that you sat near the back of the cafeteria and tried to reign you into their group like the other kids that didn’t really talk to the popular kids. You ignored all his advances and made an effort to walk away from him each time. It wasn’t a rude manner, you just couldn’t care less to be friends with those kinds of people.

“Hey Y/N, right?” Steve sat across from you in the school’s library. You looked up confused as to why he was sitting with you or even talking to you. 

“Yeah… what do you need?” You asked kind of quickly. You didn’t trust his friends to be around the corner to do or say something to you.

“Can I sit here? There are not many tables that are free.” He asked while setting his books down, which indicated that no matter your answer, he wasn’t getting up. 

“Sure, I guess.” You grinned, looking down back at your essay for English class. It was quiet for a while before he spoke up again. You mentally rolled your eyes thinking he was going to be working. 

“What are you working on?” Steve looked at your paper.

“Essay for English.” You commented plainly.

“What is it about?” He kept trying to get a conversation out of you.

“William Shakespeare. Can I get back to this or do you want to pussyfoot around?” You sighed, curtly telling him to shut his mouth. Steve didn’t comment or talk after that, rather he actually went back to the work that lay before him. You thought about your comment and contemplated on whether you should apologize for being so harsh, but decided against it. You finished not too long after and exchanged pleasant goodbyes before leaving the library. This was the Steve you knew all of high school and no one could tell you he changed or became a different man. Steve Harrington was the high-ego jock that strutted around in his daddy’s new car. 

Years have gone by, you’ve been away from home going to college, but now that it’s summer break you came back home and found a job at the local Family Video store. You walked in and talked to the nice girl at the counter, she gave you an application, and to talk to Keith when he got back. You got the job right away being a movie buff yourself, but immediately regretted it when you saw the employee shift chart in the back. Steve Harrington’s name was written on the board. You wanted to practically die knowing that you didn’t want to see or talk to him. But of course, during your second week working, he was the only person working when you were. Thank God he wasn’t the one training you though.

Robin and you have become fast friends which is weird because she said she was also friends with Steve. 

“How can you be friends with a guy like Steve “the hair” Harrington and be this cool? Do you bring happiness in his life or something?” You chuckled with her, stocking the candy jars.

“I didn’t care for him at first, but he’s not that bad. Trust me, he’s changed from when he was in high school.” Robin nudged you gently. You didn’t want to believe it and told yourself for a while that you wouldn’t.

“I’ll believe it when I see it, but being that fact that I’m blind,” You put your sunglasses on. “I guess I’ll be waiting.” She chuckled at your playful antics.

“Get back to work before Keith finds us messing around.” She chuckled going to check out a few customers.

Your second week came, and you had your shifts with Steve. Robin volunteered to switch with another one of your co-workers just so that you wouldn’t be alone. You thanked her immensely and made a mental note to bake her cookies as a thank you.

“Robin, come on. I don’t want to be late clocking in… Y/N?” Steve’s surprised voice rang through the break room.

“Morning Robin. Hi, Steve.” You smiled politely taking in the words your grandma said to you. Kill them with kindness, don’t let them know your feelings, they’ll use them against you. And so you didn’t. You kept them hidden and to yourself. You didn’t want Steve to know you had an annoyed feeling that he was going to be working with you. Robin made the time go by quicker, but his lingering cologne still followed you throughout the store.

“I thought that was you when I read your name on the chart. When did you start working here?” Steve said leaning against the counter.

“Last week. I needed a summer job, they were hiring, I got the job, and here I am.” You took a box and went to the back to work on paperwork. Steve followed you, because why not? He always was.

“Hey, I want to apologize for how I acted in high school. Truly I wanted to be friends with you. I know I acted like a know-it-all asshole, but I promise you, I thought you were kind.” Steve stopped you from walking into Keith’s office.

“You ever find it funny how people say they want to apologize and then they don’t? I understand that you feel it now, but the Steve I knew is the Steve I see in front of me. I’m sorry, but I don’t want to be friends. We’re co-workers and nothing more.” You moved pasted him, sat in the office chair, and started on the pile of paperwork that was due by the end of the day. Steve stood there speechless, turning around to leave you with a shocked expression. Part of you wanted to be friends, but you entrusted too many people before, 

You were leaving for the day, hugging Robin goodbye when you saw Steve walking towards you.

“I’ve changed. I’m not the same stupid, self-ish kid I was. I wasn’t lying when I said I wanted to be friends. Let me show you, let me show you that I’m different. I’m not the same skirt-chaser, fuck boy I was. Please, Y/N. Let me show you. If you still don’t want to be friends after a week, I’ll leave you alone.” Steve’s eyes bore into yours in the moonlight.

“I don’t know, Steve. How do I know I can trust you? I will not be someone you can use.”

“Just the week. One week. Please, Y/N.” Steve pleaded.

“Fine, one week.” You agreed. And he lived up to his promise. Steve was fun and funny. He changed and turned kind. He was sarcastic and rolled his eyes a lot. Although he did still brag about his dates, he was more caring than you thought. 

Steve Harrington changed, but within six months you hated yourself for seeing that you had feelings for him. You tried to confide in Robin but knew better because she’d give you looks every time he was around. It wasn’t until one late night alone with Steve that he decide to make a move on you. He kissed you right in front of the romantic comedies section. You didn’t fight it, but embraced the kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck, pulling him closer. So maybe it wasn’t the kind of guy he was, but your own self fighting against the feelings you had. Either way, he showed you in more ways than one.

My brain molecules are brewing…

#258: the meet cute

A is in the waiting room of a hospital while their grandmother goes through a routine procedure. B walks in and sits across from A, head in hands, obviously distraught — “I lost the baby,” B whispers.

the one where jj loves your ass (jj x routledge!reader)

request: JJ x reader please. Summary: Can I request one where jj loves the readers ass like a cute little blurb or something when he’s always trying to touch it or smacks it. And maybe she’s john Bs sister and he goes mad when his best friend smacks his sisters ass x

a/n: you guys kill me with the jjxroutledge!reader requests. i love them. i hope you like this!

warnings: lil bit of groping and spanking (?) but not in a sexual way ig??

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“hello, pretty girl,” jj says as he enters the chateau, the sight of you sprawled out on the couch bringing a smile on his face.

today is your day off and you had been waiting for your boyfriend to come back from work so that you could spend some time together. it’s safe to say that as soon as you hear his greeting, you jump off the couch and launch yourself at him.

jj catches you and chuckles at your sudden movement as you wrap your legs around his waist and kiss him sweetly.

“hi, baby.”

“did somebody miss me?” he asked with a cocky smile on his face.

“shut up, you left me alone with john b all day. he turns into a baby when he’s sick.”

he laughs, completely agreeing with your statement.

“so,” he says patting your ass before taking it into his hands as you were still wrapped around him, “what d’you wanna do?”

you put your legs back on the ground, “how about we order some pizza and watch a movie?”

“whatever you want, as long as your cute ass stays right here with me.”

you roll your eyes playfully at him and turn around to grab your phone when his hand collides with your behind again, making you yelp.

“jj!”

“what? it was right there!” you push him and laugh at him in disbelief.

while you’re on the phone with the pizzeria, jj grabs two beers from the fridge and walks to your brother’s room. he knocks on the door a few times.

“hey, jb. we’re ordering pizza, you want some?”

“yeah. coming right out,” the blond hears from the other side of the wooden door.

when jj goes back into the living room, he throws himself on the couch and waits for you to sit next to him. he makes grabby hands at you as you hang up the phone.

you smile at him and happily walk over to the couch, relaxing next to him with your legs on his lap. he gives you the second beer he had in his hand while his other arm wraps around your shoulders. your head nuzzles safely against his chest as your lips kiss his covered collarbone. jj puts his beer on the coffee table and rests his now free hand on your behind, squeezing it as you giggle against his skin.

“mmh, i love this ass,” he mumbles and you can’t contain your chuckle.

“thought you loved me.”

“i love you, but i also love your ass,” and he punctuates his statement with another squeeze.

“can you stop groping my sister in front of me, jj? that’s disgusting!”

john b’s voice brings you out of your little bubble as you realize that he walked into the living room during your display of affection.

“can’t help it, sorry,” your boyfriend says making your brother fake gag at the two of you.

when the pizza delivery guy knocks at the front door, you get up and, as you do so, jj smacks your behind playfully again.

“are you done?” you ask sarcastically but your teasing smile tells him you’re not a little bit mad.

“never, sweetheart.”

“you know, for future reference, don’t grab your girlfriend’s ass in front of her big brother if you wish to live a long life,” john b said, disgusted at the scene in front of him.

jj looks at you as you close the door and bring the food on the coffee table.

“you want a beer, bird?” you ask your brother.

“yeah, sure. thanks.”

you walk to the fridge, feeling your boyfriend’s eyes on your back and when you slightly turn your head, you find out your suspicions are true. you wink at him and send him a smile.

“kill me whenever you want, man. so fucking worth it.”

Needy - C.S

Y’all wanted sub!chris w a mommy kink so here ya go! Basically Chris has been needing you all day and you make him work for it

NSFW below, leave if you’re a minor

All day Chris has been attached to your hip, although this wasn’t that unusual for him you could tell it wasn’t just him being clingy. You knew he was horny, and you definitely didn’t help it by subtly teasing him throughout the day. You both got back to his place and went to his room and you watched as he basically threw himself onto his bed.

“So Chris are you gonna tell me what’s got you all worked up today?” You smirk.

“Fuck sakes, just you in that god damn outfit. All I’ve been thinking about all day is ripping it off of you. You bending over to pick up your phone, I know damn well you did that on purpose to flash me. Never mind the countless other shit you did” He responds with a slight groan.

“Seems like you’re quite needy baby” You reply as you make your way towards him.

He doesn’t reply and instead pulls you into a kiss. Your tongues fighting for dominance, yours winning as you were insistent on being in control tonight. Pulling his hair slightly he let out a moan.

“Please” He says in between kissing.

“Please what?” You say, knowing exactly what was coming next.

“Touch me, please I need you. I’ve been thinking about it all day.” He responds.

“Are you gonna be a good boy for me?” You ask.

“Yes, I’ll be your good boy” He replies and thrusts his hips up.

“I think you need to make mommy feel good before you deserve anything” You reply, knowing it was slightly selfish but god you wanted his mouth on your pussy.

With that he immediately flipped you over and started kissing down your neck, eager to please you.

“Let me take my shirt off” You say sitting up.

He nods and takes his off as well, while watching your every move.

“Fuck I love your tits” He groans.

“Prove it” You demand back.

Chris takes your nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it and sucking. Doing the same to the other while squeezing them. He makes his way down to your stomach, slowly getting closer to your pussy.

“Can I take these off?” He questions, referring to your skirt and panties.

“Of course” You reply.

He takes them off and immediately gets to work. Flicking his tongue, circling your clit and sucking. He has always been good with his mouth. You arch your back and push his head down slightly.

“Mmm you’re making mommy feel so good. Letting me use you for my own pleasure” You moan out.

“Anything for you” He says back.

“Use your fingers pretty boy” You tell him.

He once again does as you say, starting off with one finger inside you and slowly adding a second. Pumping them in and out of you while continuing to use his tongue on all the right places. You reach your breaking point and come. Chris adored making you finish, but god he wanted more of you, every inch.

You sit up and kiss him, already planning to suck him off but wanting him to ask for it.

“Mommy please I need you to touch me” He whines.

“Yeah? You want me to suck you off? You think you deserve that?” You reply.

“Y-yes, fucking hell” Chris replies back.

You slowly lower his shorts and boxers, his dick springing out slapping against his stomach. Smiling to yourself as you notice the amount of pre-cum on his tip. You immediately take all of him into your mouth, letting his dick hit the back of your throat. That took him by surprise, you usually worked your way up to that. You listen to his whimpers and moans as you continue, pulling back to circle your tongue around his tip and going faster.

You notice he’s close but he interrupts your thoughts, “Mommy can I fuck you?” He says.

“Yeah? You want to fuck my pussy?” You smirk back. You loved when he came in you and knew he did too.

“Please? I’ll make you feel good, I promise” He says back while looking at you, really begging for you now. He wanted nothing more than to feel you wrapped around him.

“Only since you’ve been such a good boy. Lay down” You tell him.

He lays down, you then climbing on top of him and positioning yourself on top of his dick. You lower yourself but only low enough for his tip to be inside you, repeating this motion a few times.

“Mommy I can’t -“ He groans out, you cutting him off.

“Can’t what hm?”

“I can’t wait any longer, I need you” He answers.

“Yeah?” You reply. Him begging having you ready to give in.

“Please” He says looking up at you, you could see the desire in his eyes.

You decided you had teased him enough, lowering yourself and taking all of him inside you. You moaned and you moved yourself up and down continuously, moving your hand to his throat and squeezing a bit.

Chris let out a whine, followed with multiple moans. Finally getting to be inside you.

“Mommy you feel so good” He moaned.

“Yeah? My pretty boy likes me bouncing on his dick?” You replies, you had began going faster, noticing Chris’ eyes clenching shut and his grip on your waist tightening - he was close.

“Fuck - I - fuck can I come in you?” Chris whined out.

“Let me come with you” You told him, throwing your head back. You and Chris coming together was one of your favourite things.

“I can’t hold back much longer” He said.

Knowing to get what you want you had to quicken your pace even more, you instructed Chris to thrust his hips harder.

“Fuck okay baby, on 3 okay?” You groaned out, not even knowing if you yourself could make it.

You counted to 3 and both you and Chris finished. You watched as his mouth fell agape, his hands squeezing your hips and both of you moaning out each others names, him going basically feral over the feeling of you tightening around him. For a few moments you continued moving yourself up and down.

“God you make me crazy” He said as you got off of him.

You smirked and replied, “good”. You loved when Chris was dominant but you also loved the sight of him begging for you.

protective prompts.

basically my friends all separately made me angsty and then these came to mind so. here we go. have some protective prompts! ( EDIT TO CLARIFY: the prompts listed under "to the threat" are for like. an NPC threat. so if, for example, john sends "back off!" to mary, he isn't saying it to mary, he's saying it to whoever is threatening to harm mary. or whatever u want tbh that's just how i saw it as i wrote them but u do u!!! )

to the threat

" i swear to god, if you lay a hand on him/her/them, you'll be sorry! "

" don't you touch him/her/them! "

" get away from him/her/them! "

" touch one hair on their head and it'll be the last time you have hands. "

" you're gonna regret ever touching him/her/them, i swear to god! "

" no! stop! don't you dare go near him/her/them! "

" what did you say? hey! what the hell did you say to them?! "

" where are you taking them?! "

" hands off. "

" back off! "

" i'm the one you want, why are you taking them?! get off of them! take me! take me, asshole! "

" what the hell did you do to them?! "

" no! take me instead! please, they've done nothing wrong! "

to the protected.

" who did this to you? "

" did they do this to you? "

" don't worry. just sit here, where it's safe. this won't take long. "

" don't panic. it's not my blood. "

" i warned them what would happen if they hurt you. i keep my promises. "

" did they hurt you? "

" hey... here, take my jacket. and wait here, okay? i'll be right back. "

" look at me, hey... it's okay. you're safe now. "

" i told you i'd keep you safe, didn't i? "

" i... i swore to protect you... and now look at you. "

" it's gonna be okay. i promise. "

" i said i'd find you, right? "

" it's okay. they won't hurt you. they won't hurt anyone, actually, ever again. "

" what did they say to you? i swear to god, i'll kill them... "

" hey. don't worry about me, okay? i can mind myself. i just want you to be safe. "

" we're getting out of here. together. now. "

" they hurt you... oh, that does it. they did this to themselves. i told them. i told them what i'd do if they did anything to you... "

" i'm getting you out of here. i swear it. "

to the protector.

" i'm not a damsel/dude in distress. i don't need you fussing over me. "

" no! don't fight back! i'm fine, i'll be fine, just stay safe! "

" i... i don't care what happens to me. i didn't care what happened at all. but then you started yelling, and now... now i realize that i care quite a lot about what might happen to you. "

" don't! don't get yourself killed over this. not for me... "

" shh, shh, it's okay... it's okay, i'm fine, i'm alright. i promise. "

" they didn't hurt me. but... look what they did to you... "

" dumbass, if you keep yelling at them, they'll kill you quicker than you can blink. "

" i can't leave if you're dead! don't you get that?! i'll revisit this place every time i close my eyes! "

" why do you care so much about me? "

" you... you killed them all. because of what they did to me? "

" you came back for me... "

" my god, i've never been so happy to see you in my life! "

" i love you. i... i know this isn't the best time or place but... i do. i love you. "

" in case we don't make it to sunrise... i love you. "

" no! don't struggle! don't! don't give them a reason to hurt you! i'm okay! please! "

" help me! "