Neglected | Mattheo Riddle

— warnings: titty fucking, strong language.

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❥ titty fucking w/ jj

“fuck, y/n, that feels so fucking good” jj rasps, his thick cock thrusting slowly between your smushed tits.

you squeeze your breasts together more, letting them squeeze jj’s cock tighter, the feeling of his thick, veiny member sliding through your tits causing your arousal to pool into your panties.

“cum all over my chest, j. need to feel your hot, sticky cum all over me”

jj thrusts faster, making it harder for you to keep your breasts squeezed together, your pussy aching to feel him inside you, but letting him enjoy this, something he’d been begging you to let him do for weeks now.

“i’m about to fucking cum, want my cum on your chest or in your pretty mouth?”

you bite harshly at your bottom lip, wanting him to paint your chest with his cum, but also craving the taste of him.

“mouth, need to taste you j.”

jj’s thrusts become sloppier, his dick beginning to twitch when he pulls himself from between your breasts.

he grips the back of your head, pulling you closer to his cock as he jerks himself off, your tongue splayed out for him to shoot his release onto it.

“fu-fuckkk” jj groans lowly as the hot, white ropes of cum spurt onto your tongue.

you catch every last drop, pulling your tongue back into your mouth once he’s finished and swallowing all of it.

you stick your tongue back out for him, proudly showing that you’d swallowed every last drop, leaning forward and placing a quick kiss to his lips.

he hums in satisfaction at the taste of himself on your tongue, pushing you back onto the bed and spreading your legs wide.

“that was so fucking hot, baby. but now it’s your turn, want to taste you on my tongue”

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older stepsis!reader jerking off rafe and he’s just a whimpering and crying mess but rose and ward are in the room next to them, and reader keeps telling rafe to shut up because he wouldn’t want his parents to hear how much of a slut he is for his stepsister right?

(im the anon btw who said i had an thought about sub!rafe 😭)

he’s trying his hardest to stay quiet, he really is, but the task is proving to be impossible as rafe sits with his legs spread out on the loveseat in your room, head lulled back between his shoulders as you fist his cock in your hand.

he can hardly sit still, constantly bucking his hips and readjusting himself in the seat as you drag and twist your hand skillfully up and down his hard shaft. occasionally, you’d let a string of saliva drop down onto his pink tip, added lubrication for your palm, which would quickly smooth the saliva out around his cock.

you were doing a pretty good job of keeping quiet, aside from the tiny moans you’d let out here and there. you always got off on pleasuring others, but you toned down your arousal now, careful as to not alert the wandering ears on the lower level of the house.

your step-brother on the other hand, was not doing as good of a job. no matter how many times you scolded him, slapping at his thighs or tugging at what hair you could reach on the top of his head from your position on the floor, rafe couldn’t help but groan out, whimpering even. it was all too much for him, but it was just pathetic to you.

“can you shut the fuck up?” you taunted, eyes sporting a devious glint as you glared up at him lustfully from your knees. “god, can’t even think about taking you in my mouth, you’re just too fucking loud.”

rafe gritted his teeth, hands gripping the sides of the sofa beneath him as he let out another loud groan. “m’trying, you just-ah-you know what you’re doing.”

“ehh, i don’t think you’re trying hard enough.” you taunted, pairing your words with a doe-eyed look as you kept you eyes fixed on your step-brother. you allowed your thumb to smooth over his tip softly, teasingly.

your palm came to a halt when rafe let out a particularly loud groan, and you both heard a stirring in the room on the other side of the wall. “guess i should just stop,” you shrugged, and rafe struggled to right his breathing again.

“no,” he blurted out, and you raised an eyebrow at his eagerness. “i-i’ll be quiet, swear.”

you smirked devilishly up at him, allowing your hand to replenish it’s movements from moments ago. “good boy. wouldn’t want your daddy to find out how much of a slut you are for your step-sister, right?”

{ send me your dark!rafe ideas and don’t hold back!!! }

stepbro!rafe popping ur cherry 🫢

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Blue eyes rolled into the back of his head as Rafe pushed himself inside you for the first time. Your tight virgin pussy suffocating his dick as he stopped to admire the sight. Your knees were bent back towards your chest, pretty pink toes curled as your brows furrowed from the slight pain. Your body tensed as he pushed a little further, those long sparkly nails digging into his toned biceps.

“Rafey…” You whimper out, your voice small and fragile as step brother’s huge cock was stretching you out.

His thumb came down to your gorgeous little clit, rubbing it in gentle circles as he began to thrust into you slowly. “That feel better. Make you quit fucking whining.” His voice raspy and low as you adjusted to him , your whimpers turning into small moans of pleasure. Your eyes threatened to roll back as he pushed himself all the way inside you, your lower tummy doing backflips at how full you were.

“You feel that?” Rafe whispered as he looked into your eyes with his own dark ones. You nodded your head slowly, the thumb that was on your clit coming up to meet your slightly open mouth. “Yeah? You like the feeling of your step brother’s big cock popping your cherry.” He breathes in your ear.

“H-harder Rafey.” You managed to get out, not knowing what you were getting yourself into. The older boy, pulled back from your ear to look back at you. Your teeth between your pouty lips as he removed his thumb. A smile that would look innocent to anyone else, played across his lips. To you, that meant trouble especially when his ringed hand found your neck. He squeezed it, his smile fading as he slammed into your soaking hole.

“Don’t try and get out now. You fucking asked for it harder little slut.”

Methods

Warnings: non-con, drugging, kidnapping, use of toys, overstimulation, orgasm denial, forced orgasms, choking, throat training

My eyes water as I blink against the hardness of the single lightbulb in the mildew, scented shack I'm being kept in. It was dark when they grabbed me and it appears to be still dark outside judging by the chill in my bones from still being in my bikini. I curse myself for not listening to my brother when he told me not to go anywhere alone. I didn't think that applied to night surfing in my own backyard. I shift my weight from foot to foot, my wrists killing me from being tied together with scratchy rope and suspended above my head.

My brother will make them pay.

I will make them all pay.

"She lives." I turn towards the voice, my hands balling into fists as JJ Maybank steps into the light. I didn't notice him before but I quickly take in the black duffle bag on the small wooden table, a single chair, and a small folding bed.

"You sound disappointed." My voice cracks, my lips chapped and in need of water. I don't even sound like myself.

"More like relieved. I gave you a pretty high dose to knock you out. It would've sucked if I accidentally killed you." Bits and pieces of our altercation start to come back to me and I smirk over the sight of his busted lip. His face remains hard and his eyes stay narrowed. I know I'm in a bad situation and what this is all about but I can't find it in myself to care. If I die protecting my family then I do.

"You're awfully cocky for someone tied up." JJ bites out, stepping closer to glare down his nose at me. I try to seize the opportunity of his closeness but he's quicker, his ringed fingers wrapping around my throat and shoving my back against the wood paneling before I can attempt to headbutt him.

"Don't even think about it." JJ growls, tightening his grip to the point that my eyes water and my throat burns. I thrash against him, worried I'll pass out when he finally loosens his grip enough to let me suck in a rough breath.

"You.. might as.. well skip to... the torture because I w-won't.. talk." I spat, his hand still hot on my throat. His thumb strokes my pulse point as he leans into my neck, his musky cologne filling my head as he inhales deeply.

"You smell like a wet dog." JJ murmurs, his lips next to my ear. I jerk against his hold as his hand tightens around my throat again. "But there are other ways of getting someone to talk." His voice lowers to a sinister whisper that has panic settling deep in my bones.

"Not so mouthy now, are ya?" JJ taunts as he shoves his knee between mine and presses against my pussy, making me squirm and whimper.

"Girls like you who are used to being in control want nothing more than to be dominated. Tied up, held down, and fucked until they can't walk." I jerk against him, unable to speak from the tight grip on my throat as he moves his knee back and forth. I stare up at the ceiling, blinking back tears as heat floods my body and my pussy throbs with need.

"I can feel how hard your nipples are. Still don't want to talk?" JJ whispers, his lips grazing my cheek while his free hand tugs on the strings of my bikini. A scoff leaves my lips, giving him my answer and I feel him smile.

"I guess we'll play then." JJ suddenly steps back, removing all forms of himself from my skin and I suck in a breath as my pulse echoes in my ears. I watch as he shoves the table and chair closer than rummages through the duffle bag. His eyes light up when he holds up a pair of nipple clamps and I bear my teeth in warning.

"Let's start with these." JJ steps back in front of me but hesitates, almost like he's waiting for me to spill but I refuse. I glare at him as he tucks both of the bikini triangles to the side to reveal my painfully hard nipples. It's from the stimulation.

"These would look so much better pierced." I look away as he secures the clamps to each of my nipples, a chain connecting them in the middle, then he tightens them until tears fill my eyes.

"These are going to be so sore tomorrow." JJ chuckles, returning to the duffle bag. My nipples are on fire and I have to take several breaths to calm myself while he searches for whatever it is he wants next. They almost hurt more than my wrists. But I don't care what he does to me now. He'll have no choice but to let me go eventually. People will come looking.

When his bright blue eyes find mine and his lips tip up into a mischievous smirk, I know he's found what he's looking for. Whatever it is, he's able to conceal in the palm of his hand as he steps back in front of me.

"Are you dripping yet?" JJ purrs, his free hand pulling the ties free on my bikini bottoms. They fall to the floor, leaving me bare for him.

"Fuck you." I spat, clamping my legs closed. He tugs on the chain between my nipples and I cry out, my legs immediately opening again.

"Let's start with this." He holds up a small pink vibrator with a string attached that is almost shaped like an egg. He presses it to my lips but I seal them shut until he tugs on the chain again and my lips part on a cry. JJ shoves the toy past my teeth, making me taste the silicone as he forces it in and out of my mouth.

"Suck on it. You want it wet." JJ demands, his eyes dark with desire. I do as he says, staring up at the ceiling as the droll starts to drip down my chin. When he yanks it from my mouth, followed by a string of saliva, he spins me around to face the wall before I can protest.

"What are--." My words trail off with a startled yelp as he yanks my hips back and spreads my cheeks.

"Wait--wait--!" I cry as he squats down behind me.

"Ready to talk?" JJ asks, looking up at me with hard eyes. I bite my lip, refusing to give in as I shake my head.

The toy is pressed to my hole and he slowly starts to push it inside me. Burning pain practically blinds me and I cry out, fearing the pain will never end when it finally does.

“Now?” He asks, sliding his hand between my thighs and chuckling by what he finds. I hate him. HATE. HIM. I'm shaking and sweating from the fullness, my clit throbbing in tune with my heart rate. I feel him move then the thing comes to life, vibrating inside me.

A choked moan leaves my lips as he forces me to turn and face him again. The vibrations are low enough to be irritating but not enough to get me close to an orgasm yet I can’t stop my legs from shaking. His expression is mocking, like he’s trying not to laugh as I whimper and squirm in front of him. I hate him even more.

“I bet you’ve never had anyone back there before, have you?” JJ taunts, smiling as he taps something on his phone and the vibrations increase. A startled noice slips past my lips and I quickly clamp them shut, glaring daggers back at him. He pockets his phone and grabs my hips, yanking me against his chest. Pain shoots through me from the pressure against my abused nipples but I refuse to make a sound.

“I’m going to fill all your holes if you don’t talk.” His voice lowering in warning as he speaks in my ear. I lift up on my toes, the buzzing driving me crazy with need. I wonder if I can cum without any vaginal penetration or clit stimulation. I’m teetering on the ledge as his warm hands start to slide up and down my waist in an almost soothing manner. The light touches raise the hairs on my arms and send sparks up my spine.

“I hate you.” I growl through clenched teeth, my pussy pulsing almost painfully as his hands start to drift lower but never giving me what I need.

“And I want to hate fuck you.” JJ murmurs back, the tip of his tongue suddenly sliding along my neck and making me whimper. I can’t focus. There’s too much stimulation. A finger brushes over my clit, making my hips buck and a loud moan escapes me.

“Please..” The word slips out of me before I can stop it. I try to lean into his touch but he withdraws, resorting to light touches that have me squeezing my eyes shut.

“Squeeze your legs together.” JJ demands, stepping back and unbuttoning his tented cargo shorts. I’m burning with anticipation as I watch him free his painfully hard cock and stroke himself a few times. I’m too busy watching him that I fail to listen so he steps forward and yanks on the chain connecting my nipples, making me cry out and tears spill.

“Last chance to talk. I get wanting to be strong for your brother but he’d sell you out in a heartbeat. You have to know that.” JJ growls, the heat of his cock burning against my stomach. I shake my head, not trusting myself to speak anymore. I’m blinded by desire and know that I’d end up begging him to fuck me.

“How do you think this is going to go?” JJ reaches between us to guide his cock between my thighs and through my slick wetness. My eyes threaten to close as he moves in and out between my lips without slipping inside.

“What will he think when I send him a video of you begging me to fuck you? Will he cut his losses or try to find you?” I shake my head, whimpering as I roll my hips to meet his movements. I’ve never ached to be filled so badly in my life.

“You’re awfully wet for someone who hates me.” I try to turn my head away when suddenly the vibrations in my ass increase and I sob loudly, his hands tightening on my hips.

“I’d only have to put the tip in and you’d make a fucking mess all over both of us.” His pace increases as he thrusts his cock between my pussy lips.

“I can’t..” I’m shaking violently as I peer up into his bright blue eyes. Everything hurt and was buzzing with need.

“Tell me where your brother is and I’ll give you what you want. I’ll make you cum so hard you pass out.” I whimper when he leans in to kiss along my neck, the heat of his body burning me alive. I can’t think while his cock is being thrust between my thighs.

“I don’t need you to make me cum.” I bite out, glaring at him as I move my hips in time with his thrusts. JJ gives me a wicked grin before halting my movements with a firm grip on my hips. I growl in frustration as he steps back, dick swinging before he turns to rummage through the duffle back again. When he pulls out a wand vibrator the size of my forearm I nearly start sobbing.

“Wait.. JJ..”

“Start talking.” JJ growls, turning the wand on high and running it down my stomach towards my mound.

“I can’t tell you where he is because I don’t know where he is.” I cry, tearing filling my eyes as he stops less than an inch from my clit. I’m shaking uncontrollably. I can’t catch my breath. I need to cum so badly I can’t see straight.

“I don’t believe you.” His eyes are murderous as he moves the wand to my clit and I suck in a breath to scream when four of his fingers force their way in my mouth. The pleasure is so intense that it quickly turns painful. Tears fall as I gag around his fingers and he makes me cum so hard that everything goes black for a few seconds.

I lose track of how many times I cum. I’m practically convulsing and tears are streaming down my face while I gag around his fingers. My pussy is sore beyond anything I’ve ever felt. Not that I ever had experience before this.

“You need to work on that gag reflex.” JJ clicks his tongue, smirking at all the droll sliding down my chin as he forces his fingers to the back of my throat.

“A slut like you should be a pro by now.” JJ sneers, removing his fingers from my mouth and putting them in place of the wand. I’m fighting to catch my breath, my jaw aching as he toys with my labia, massaging and rolling the flesh between his fingers.

“I’m not a slut.” I pant, just as one of his fingers penetrates. His eyes narrow for a moment as he pushes in just a little deeper before they widen in disbelief.

“No fucking way.” JJ whispers, shaking his head with a smirk without withdrawing his finger.

“I told you.” I snap with what little strength I have left. My body was aching to be filled. I could tell with how crazed I felt from just his finger half inside me. I was seconds away from fucking myself on his hand.

“This just got a lot more fun.”

You Belong with me Masterlist

Below you will find the links to each part of the story that I have published so far 💙🏈📖

Shoutout to @whoopsyeahokay for telling me how to create a Masterlist with all the links ☺️

I wrote this in part 1 but I wanted to include it here as well. This story is Wally Clark x fem reader Y/N. It contains swearing and eventual smut which I will write at the top of the chapter so you are aware.

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hii! i love your content and i literally scream with excitement everytime you post :) may i request ethan landry smut?

i was thinking of a plot where reader takes ethan to meet her family for the first time during christmas. she teases him making ethan flustered and a little mad about it? you could do whatever you want to fill in to the story !!

i dont know how to explain it properly, this is my first time ever requesting 😭

scratches down your back — ethan landry

word count: 2,072

pairing: ethan landry x fem!reader

summary: y/n teases ethan all evening and then he punishes her.

warnings: smut. p in v. masturbation. bondage. unprotected sex. dirty talking.

ETHAN'S GRIP ON THE STEERING WHEEL WAS SO STRONG THAT HIS KNUCKLES TURNED WHITE. His body felt hot and his forehead was covered in sweat. Y/N was looking at him worriedly from the shot-gun seat, a wave of guilt rushing through her body. They were parked in front of Y/N's parents' house and Ethan was having a nervous meltdown.

"Eth, it's totally fine if you're not ready for this. I'm sure my parents will understand." she said caressing his knuckles softly.

His hands relaxed and he shook his head. "No, I want to meet them. I'm just really nervous and scared."

"Love, you know that you don't need to win them over, right? Because you already have. I'm always sending them pictures of our dates, and tell them how you spoil me and you don't even know how often I tell them how amazing you are and how much I love you. They love you, Eth. They only want me to be happy," she kissed his cheek and made him look her in the eyes as she said "and hell, Ethan, you make me so happy that my chest hurts."

That made Ethan smile and feel like doing cartwheels. Y/N always said the exact words to calm him down. “Okay. I’m ready.” he nodded. Y/N turned around to open the door but he stopped her, making her furrow her brows. “I love you.”

No matter how many times they had told each other those three words, she still felt like melting into a puddle everytime. It was the way his voice softened and his eyes glistened like snow—they showed they weren’t empty words, he meant them and felt them with his whole heart.

“I love you, too. More than anything.”

When they finally entered the house, all his fears washed away. Y/N’s parents greeted him like he was an old friend and made him feel more at home than his own parents. For the first time in very long time, he didn’t feel alone during holidays. His heart warmed everytime he stole glances at his girlfriend’s concentrated expression as she made gingerbread cookies, or when he witnessed the way her whole face lit up when she watched him exchange words with her parents. But mostly, his heart warmed at the way they made him feel like he was a part of the family, like he had always been part of the family.

Y/N could see that too, and it was the best feeling in the world. Ethan deserved to be surrounded by people who loved and cared about him, and as long as Ethan let her be around him, she would ensure he got everything he deserved. He would always have someone to go home to.

His laugh brought her out of her sappy thoughts. God, how much she loved his laugh. It was deep and full of life, and it made creases appear by his eyes and she wanted nothing more than to press her lips against them.

Y/N faked an annoyed expression once she realized her mother and Ethan were laughing at her. They had been exchanging embarrassing stories about her and laughing their asses off together, like they were long-time best friends.

“No, no. Please continue laughing at me like I’m not even here.” she said feigning hurt.

“I’m sorry, love. But really? You climbed the wall to the neighbor's backyard? You little trespasser.” Ethan said smiling at her.

“I was 10! And bored. And the asshole left his dog there so I thought—he must not be at home and the dog is as lonely as I am, and I wanted to play with him.”

“Aw, babe, you make trespassing look adorable.” he said as he stood up and walked towards her around the counter. He hugged her from behind and rested his chin on her shoulder.

“Yes, but then the neighbor caught her and she started calling him out for leaving the dog outside alone. I swear I’ve never seen a forty-year-old man so intimidated by a little girl.” her mother said and started laughing with Ethan.

“That sounds like something she would still do.” Ethan said between laughter. Her mother nodded in agreement.

“Okay, stop it you two. I don’t like this little alliance.” Y/N frowned.

Her mother blew her a kiss before standing up. “I’m going to check on your father.”

Once her mother was out of the kitchen, Y/N turned around to face her grinning boyfriend “Bonding with my mother over making fun of me? Not cool, Ethan.”

“I’m sorry. It was a really adorable story, tho. You’re so cute.”

Y/N started kissing his neck and once she reached his weak spot, she started sucking the skin in there. Ethan’s hands gripped her hips tightly and he let out a quiet moan. Her lips trailed upwards, kissing his Adam apple, jawline and finally met his lips.

Her hand, which was resting on his firm chest, slowly moved down until it made contact with his hard on. He gasped in surprise and stopped the kiss. “Babe, what are you doing?”

“Me? Nothing.” she shrugged innocently, feeling his dick pulsing against her knuckles. His breathing quickened and he had to bit his lower lip to not make any sound.

“Please….”

“Please what?” she said in a whispery breath. “Do you want me to touch you?” Ethan nodded desperately, his eyebrows furrowed with agony. “I’m sorry, babe. You’ll have to wait until dinner’s over.”

“Okay.” he wasn’t exactly happy about it, but he understood they couldn’t do anything while her parents were on the next room.

Apparently, Y/N wasn't on the same page and she continued to tease him throughout dinner. At first, he didn’t think anything when she put her warm hand on his knee, but then she slowly drew her index finger up. This time, she didn’t just brush her knuckles against his bulge, she massaged it with her whole palm to the point that Ethan began to leak inside his boxers. And then, she went one step forward and sneaked her hand inside his pants and underwear to stroke his dick.

Ethan bit the inside of his cheek so hard it drew blood, but continue to do it to stop the whimpers that threatened to escape his mouth. He threw his girlfriend a begging glance, and she understood by the way his length was pulsing and his fists clenched that Ethan was close, which made her stop.

With a wink, she withdrew her hand and continue chatting with her parents and having dinner as if nothing had happened. Ethan was beyond mad, and when they finally said their good nights, he practically hauled his girlfriend to her childhood room, where they would be sleeping for the night, and threw her to the bed.

“You think it was funny, don’t you?” he asked as he hovered over her. “Teasing me knowing there was nothing I could do because I would never do that while your parents were there.”

“I was just giving you a preview of your gift.”

“And what is my gift?”

“Well, I wanted to suck you off while I wore the lingerie I bought for you.”

Ethan’s eyes darkened. “Too bad, I don’t like what you did, and I think you need to be punished for torturing me like that.” Y/N’s eyes sparkled with lust as her boyfriend took his shirt off and then his pants and boxers. She extended her hand, ready to touch him but he quickly grabbed both of her hands. “No touching.”

“Ethan, please. I’m sorry, let me touch you.” she begged.

The boy shook his head. “Take your shirt and shorts off.”

His eyes followed every movement, making her feel hot and excited for the night that awaited her. She loved when he took charge and was commanding—it was a side of him only she knew about. No one would ever imagine that the shy smart boy liked to tie his girlfriend’s hands to the bedpost as he touched himself in front of her.

“You’re killing me, Eth.” she said in a broken voice while trying to free herself from the leather belt around her wrists.

“You don’t even know how hot you look right now.” Ethan panted, stroking his length faster and he drank the sight of her in green lacy lingerie and doe eyes begging him to let her touch. “You like what you see, love?”

Y/N nodded “I want you in my mouth.”

“Here’s what’s going to happen.” he started, as he continued to drive himself to his release. “I’m going to come on your tits and then I’m going to fuck you so deep that you’ll be begging me to stop, but I won’t. I won’t stop until you’re full of my cum. Understood?”

Y/N groaned, his words already had her completely soaked. “Yes, Ethan.”

“If you really want me to stop, say 'Red', okay?” Ethan asked, his voice soft this time. Y/N nodded and he gave her one sweet kiss before going back to the dominating role.

Y/N watched in awe as he came all over her breasts. With his head thrown back, lips parted and eyes shut, Ethan was quite the view when he came. “You’re so beautiful.”

Ethan smiled as he used to fingers to clean the cum off her chest and then tapped her cheek with his other hand. “Open up.” she opened her mouth and then closed it around his fingers, sucking and tasting him. “Good girl.” he eyed her wrists, that seemed to be a bit red and frowned. “Does it hurt?”

“A little bit. It’s not tight but the bedpost is a bit tall and the position makes it hurt a little.”

“I’m sorry.” he said, freeing her hands and pressing kisses on the red spots.

“I’m okay, don’t worry. I liked it.” she smiled reassuringly. “Can you fuck me now?”

Ethan laughed and got rid of her panties. He opened her legs and his dick got hard again when he saw her completely soaked. “Fuck babe, I’ve never seen you this wet.” he dragged the head of his dick up and down her slit, making both of them moan. “This is what you wanted, isn’t it?” he asked as he slowly slid inside of her, her walls practically squeezing his length to death. “You wanted me to fuck you in your childhood room? While your parents are upstairs, not having any idea how much of a slut their daughter is for her boyfriend, right?”

“Yes.” she breathed.

“Yes, what?” he demanded as he increased his pace.

“I wanted this. I knew you’d get mad.” she cried, her body shaking from the intensity of his thrusts. “and you’d fuck me like the slut I am.”

“That’s right.” he said putting one of her legs on his shoulder, and this new position made him go deeper. “I will never get over how good you feel. Nothing will ever feel better than this.”

Tears fell down her cheeks, the pleasure overwhelming her. “Faster.” she begged, and he complied. “I’m coming. I can feel every inch of you, holy shit.”

“Hold it.” he ordered. Y/N squeezed her eyes shut, trying to stop it. Her nails were practically stabbing his back, Ethan was sure she was drawing blood but didn’t care. It was good pain. “God, you’re so tight and you keep clenching around me. It’s a crime how good you feel.”

“Are you close?” she whispered.

“Yes. Ready?” he asked and she gave a quick nod. He gave one more brutal thrust and then Y/N felt him unload inside of her. “Fuck, there’s so much.”

“Eth, can I come now?” she was barely holding on.

“Yes, come all over my cock” with the sweetest moan he had ever heard, Y/N arched her back as she rocked her hips and came while he was still inside, covering him in her juices. “You did amazing, love. But we are not finished.”

“I can’t feel anything.” she said tiredly, but she could not bring herself to say the safe word. She didn’t want to. She didn't want it to be over.

“That’s too bad, should’ve thought about it before teasing me.” he grabbed her hips and turned her around. He slapped her ass softly. “On your knees and hold onto the bedpost.”

It was going to be a long, torturous night and Y/N wouldn’t have it any other way. Best Christmas ever.

hey love so thigh riding with bff!JJ and fucking her in his car?

Warnings: public sex, degradation

“Fuck. You like that? You like riding my thigh like a needy little slut?” I pant, looking up at her as she whines in the backseat of my car. We didn’t mean to get this far. We were on break and one thing lead to another. Maybe an orgasm would help us get through the rest of our shift?

“Shit, J.” She whines, gripping my shoulders roughly as she moves quicker.

“If you don’t stop I’m gonna end up fucking you.” I rasp, sliding my hands around to grip her round ass.

“Please! I need it! Please fuck me, J! Just this once!” She begs.

“Take your shorts off.” I demand, slipping my throbbing dick out as she complies. I take out a condom and roll it on as she straddles me again.

“We have to be quick. Our break is almost over.” I say, pulling her down on my cock and filling her to the fucking brim before she can say anything. Once would not be enough.

hi bae :D just wanted to send u this rec if u have time to write it

fluff, suggestive, maybe a bit of smut if you want to add ;)

ethan and y/n are at the restaurant being all cute and lovey dovey

hand holding, arm brushing and of course y/n can't help herself but to kiss her boyfriend

"okay let's pay and go home ethan"

"y/n w-wait" he said, cheeks flushed

"what's wrong with you you finished ur plate 15mins ago"

he then pointed at his crotch, ears getting red, the boy got a little bit too excited after she kissed him

y/n laughs bc hes so cute when embarrassed

based off this tiktok

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZGJWKdFce/

coming undone — ethan landry

word count: 1,366

pairing: ethan landry x fem!reader

summary: anniversary dinner turns hot when ethan gets aroused by a kiss.

warnings: smut. public teasing. public handjob under a table. p in v. blowjob. release denial. unprotected sex (don't do that, please). elevator sex. that's it, i think??

author's note: i'm back!!! i'm so sorry i disappeared, between studying for finals and the excitement for the eras tour shows on the weekend, i couldn't get myself to write. i promise this week i'll post more! <3

USUALLY, ETHAN AND Y/N PREFERED TO HAVE DINNER DATES within the commodities of their house, but because it was their one year anniversary, they decided to go to a restaurant.

"I missed you today." Y/N said intertwining their hands that were resting on the table. They were sitting on the same side of the booth, and they had just finished eating.

"Me too, love. I hate the days we don't share classes."

Y/N grabbed the side of his face and pulled him close enough so their lips could meet. It wasn't a heated kiss, quite the opposite, but Ethan couldn't resist her. She drove him crazy even with the slight brush of their arms. And he had been wanting her all day long, hence why he got a little bit too excited by that kiss.

"I love you, happy anniversary, babe" she said when they broke the kiss.

"I love you, too." he smiled softly. "Happy anniversary."

"Let's pay and go home." Y/N suggested, attempting to stand up.

"Y/N/N, w-wait." he said, cheeks flushing a deep red. Shaky hands grabbed hers to stop her from leaving the seat. “Not yet.”

“What’s wrong? You finished your plate like fifteen minutes ago.” she furrowed her brows in confusion.

Ethan bit his lip nervously, ears turning red, as he pointed to his crotch. Y/N looked down and swallowed a chuckle. “Don’t laugh. I couldn’t help it, I’ve been needing you all day.”

“I’m sorry, you are just so cute when you’re embarrassed.” she said, playing with the collar of his shirt. Then, an idea crossed her mind and bit back a smirk as she set the plan in motion.

Y/N’s hand disappears under the table, her fingertips slowly running down Ethan’s thigh. His breath hitched as she pressed the palm against his hard-on. “What are you doing?” his eyes scanned the room to see if anyone could tell what his girlfriend was doing to him.

“What do you mean?” she smirked, shrugging innocently.

“Love…” he warned her, but at the same time he sounded like he was asking her for more. “We could get caught.”

“We are in an isolated corner. Besides, no one is paying us attention.” Y/N said before undoing his belt. Her hand sneaked inside his pants and boxer and it made contact with his throbbing dick. A whimper escaped his mouth, glossy eyes begging her to continue. “You have to keep quiet, tho, baby. Can you do that for me? So I can make you feel good?”

“Yes, please.” he whispered in a broken voice.

“So, so responsive, baby.” she said against his ear as she started stroking his length, pre-cum soaking her fingers. “Is this really because of me?”

“Only you. Always you.” he muttered, hiding his flushed face on her neck. “Fuck, I’m not going to last long.” and that’s when her hand stopped moving, and seconds later her fingers were zipping up his pants and buckling his belt. “W-hy did you stop?”

Y/N smiled at his frustrated tone. “Sorry, love, but no one gets to see you come but me. And I want to hear you moan my name loudly when that happens.”

“Can we go now?” Ethan begged.

FIFTEEN TORTUROUS MINUTES LATER, THE HORNY COUPLE ENTERED THE ELEVATOR OF THEIR BUILDING. Ethan didn’t even wait for the elevator doors to close before he was cornering his girlfriend against the wall and devouring her mouth. It didn’t take long for his dick to harden again, and he made sure she could feel how much he needed her.

“This is what you do to me.” he growled against her neck, sucking the spot above her collarbone. “Why do you have to torture me like that?”

“I didn’t mean to torture you, I was just giving you a preview of our night. I’m sorry, I’ll make it up to you.” she said before switching positions, his back hitting the large mirror.

“How?” he panted.

She looked up, grinning like a devil, and slowly kneeled in front of the boy, never taking her mischievous eyes off his. “Wasn’t fucking inside an elevator one of your fantasies?” she asked, and he nodded eagerly. “Well, I would be a terrible girlfriend if I didn’t make that happen.”

Ethan’s eyes were clouded with lust, his body growing warm in anticipation. He extended his fingers, pressing the 'stop' button of the elevator. “Go on” he tapped her cheek. “I want that pretty shade of red smeared all over my cock.”

Her thighs clenched, looking for some sort of friction. It was unbelievable the way he could make her so wet with just one sentence. He had a power over her, and she wasn’t ashamed to admit it. She would do anything he asked her to.

Y/N unzipped his dress pants for the second time that night, this time letting it fall to his feet alongside his boxers. The red angry head of his cock leaking pre-cum was right in front of her face, and she didn’t hesitate to clean it with a swirl of her tongue.

Ethan clenched his teeth “Jesus christ, I’m not going to last. I’m sorry.”

“Don’t worry.” she assured him. “I’m going to make you come so many times tonight, you’re going to have to beg me to stop.”

“Promises, promises.”

Y/N arched an eyebrow, taking it as a personal challenge. Next thing Ethan knew, the tip of his cock was hitting the back of her throat, her nose brushing against his pelvis. The boy forced his eyes open and the sight drove him closer to the edge—his girlfriend's glossy eyes looking up at him as she stoked and sucked at the same time.

"So fucking beautiful. You love having my dick on your mouth, don't you?" he asked in a raspy voice, grabbing her hair as he moved his hips, fucking her throat. "Fuck, I'm about to come."

And that’s when Y/N took his length out of her mouth. Ethan was about to protest, frustrated for being denied of a release for the second time, but she pressed her lips against. “I want you to come inside me.”

Ethan’s eyes turned even darker, and he didn’t waste a second to pick her up and set her on the metal railing. Sneaking his hand under the dress, he pulled her panties to the side and dragged his finger up and down her slit. “So wet for me. Are you ready?”

“Yes, please. I need you.”

No matter how many times they had had sex, the burning feeling of his length stretching her walls was always there. “Are you going to let our neighbors know how well I fuck you?”

Y/N shouldn’t be so turned on at the thought of other people hearing the way she screamed Ethan’s name, but she was. “You fill me up so good, Ethan.”

“So tight and warm, baby.” he panted, quickening his thrusts. The sound of skin against skin filled the small elevator, and it only made the scene even more erotic. "You are making a mess on my cock, love. So wet. And all mine."

“Only yours.” she threw her head back, eyes shut in pleasure. “Fuck, you’re so fucking deep. I can feel every inch.”

“And you’re taking it so well. My good girl.” his fingers were gripping her ass so tight that it was going to leave marks. "I'm coming." Y/N quickly pressed the heel of her feet against his ass, pulling him even closer, and Ethan came undone. “Shit, that was the hottest thing ever.”

“It was.” she nodded in agreement, trying to catch her breath. “But we’re going to get caught, so we better go.”

“Wait, you didn’t come.” Ethan said embarrassed. Usually, his priority was always her. He wouldn’t let himself come until she did, but she had been teasing him all night and he was so clouded by lust that he couldn't thing of anything but the urge to release the bottled up tension.

“It’s okay, love. Today was about you.” she reassured him.

Ethan shook his head. “It’s our anniversary, so get your cute little ass to our apartment, I’m going to eat you out until your legs can’t function anymore.”

meeting

masterlist ko-fi ao3

Summary: pregnant sex with Rafe in his office

Word count: 1k

Warnings: +18 ‼️ smut, pregnant sex, unprotected sex, kinda public sex?, sweet Rafe, dirty talk

A/N: requests are open <3

When you decided to take a walk outside and visit your husband in his office, you expected to spend some time with him or possibly have lunch together. But definitely not to be placed on his table with your summer dress only slightly covering your pregnant belly while Rafe was going in and out of you at a steady pace. 

Rafe was still wearing his white, perfectly ironed shirt; his pants were just unbuckled and slightly pushed down. Your eyes tried to focus on one thing but you couldn’t decide what in him looked more attractive to you. His was big, slightly hovering over you, with that familiar smirk on his lips and mischievous glimpse in his eyes. Yeah, your hormones were crazy because of your pregnancy, but having the sexiest man alive look at you like you were the best thing ever definitely added something to it. 

Rafe actually had a planned meeting in that exact room in twenty minutes but it was one of his latest concerns. Not when his beautiful, glowing, very pregnant, and very sensitive wife was spread in front of him. 

“Rafe—people can probably hear us.” You half whispered and half moaned as he gently lifted your leg onto his shoulder, allowing his cock to sink deeper into your greedy cunt. 

“Don’t care, sweets. Let ‘em hear how good you feel.” He grumbled, moving one hand to your heavy breasts and pinching your overly sensitive nipple. “Shit, your tits look so perfect right now, princess. You know I can't resist you when you’re all round and with my baby growing inside. So fuckin’ hot, and look at that… your pussy ‘s just sucking me right back in.”

Your eyes rolled back both because of his words and the way his cock was perfectly hitting that spot inside of you. You grabbed his hand that was currently playing with your tits, too desperate to have Rafe closer, to feel his skin on yours, but you couldn’t do much because of the belly that was already way too big. 

“I need you closer, please.” You almost cried, tears gathering at your waterline, while you tried to stay quieter and not be too obvious for people outside the office.

“Sh-h, baby. You know I can’t lay on you, yeah? Gotta protect both of my girls right here.” His hand slipped lower, gently caressing your bump. “Let me fuck you nice and slow, and then we’ll snuggle the whole evening after I get home.” 

You nodded a few times, eyes locked with your husband’s as his hips gently slapped against your skin. Rafe turned his head to the side, kissing your leg that was still thrown over his shoulder. His lips curled into a smirk, noticing how hungrily you looked at him, barely able to stay focused because of his thrusts. 

“Please don’t stop, Rafe—oh god, I’m gonna cum!” You squealed, arching your back from the wooden table beneath you. One hand was wrapped around Rafe’s wrist, digging your nails into his skin, and the other one was placed over your mouth to muffle your moans.

“Mhm, that’s right, cum for me, princess.” His low moan filled the office, along with the sound of skin slapping against skin and the creak of the table. “Your sweet pussy squeezes the shit out of me. Fuck, gonna make me come too. Want me to do it inside of ya, huh?” 

“Yes-yes, please! I need it!” With the first touch of Rafe’s fingers on your clit, you had finally reached your climax. He wasn’t far behind you, spilling his load inside, while your pussy was pulsating around him and almost not letting him move even for an inch.

“That’s right, take everything.” Rafe moaned, slowly sliding inside with eyes locked on the place where you two were connected. He swore that he could’ve come again just seeing your mixed cum glistering on his cock. “I would’ve fucked a baby right into you right now if you weren’t already pregnant. Shit, you look so hot, you can’t even imagine.”

“Stop!” You smiled through the post-orgasmic fog in your head, keeping your eyes closed. He just gave you another smirk before gently placing your leg down and lowering to kiss your stomach. 

You almost jumped from your place when you heard a quiet knock on the door. Rafe immediately reached behind your back to make you sit upright so that way he could cover your almost naked body from whoever was behind the door. 

“Um— Sir? I’m really sorry to disturb you, but your meeting is in two minutes and people are already waiting here.” Rafe rolled his eyes at the voice of his assistant, who luckily had enough brains to not walk inside. 

“Oh my god, Rafe. It’s— they heard us. They know what we were doing here!” Your eyes were rounded in embarrassment, looking at your almost unbothered husband. 

“You’re pregnant with my baby, princess. I’m sure everyone has already figured out that we have sex.” Rafe smirked at you again. “Give me five minutes!” He said to his assistant before focusing back on you. He helped you get your dress back on properly, put himself away, zipped up his trousers and then sank in front of you on his knees to put your panties in their place. “Are you both feeling alright?” 

“Mhm, but I’m so tired now.” You yawned and lowered your head on Rafe’s shoulder, as he stood up and brought you closer to his chest; your eyes became too heavy to keep them open.   

“I know, baby. C'mon, my driver will get you home, and I will be there as soon as possible, okay? I love you both so much.” He gently touched your face, caressing your cheek with his thumb, then placing a kiss on your forehead, nose and, finally, on your puffy lips. 

“We love you too.” You smiled into the kiss before Rafe helped you get off the table and walked you out of his office. You were trying not to die from embarrassment from all the knowing looks thrown in your direction while your husband proudly placed his hand on your lower back, not even batting an eye at others. 

This gorgeous man does things to me. 😍