JJ: Why The Fuck Are You Moving So Fast?

YES KAI IM SO PROUDDDDD

UM WHAT THE FUCK

I live for this bullshit

How to Please You

Stu Macher X Reader

Don’t come after my life if my writing isn’t up to par, it’s been a long time since I’ve written on another platform.

- Stu Macher’s Pillow Princess

(Let it be known I’m a switch at heart but I would let this man demolish me if he wanted to.)

You stumble through Stu’s house reaching the staircase. You sit for a moment and then call out for Randy, but he’s distracted by the movie playing on the tv and the horde of guys calling out obscenities to Jamie Lee Curtis in ‘Halloween’. You close your eyes for a moment and you feel a warm body sit next to you on the steps.

It’s Stu.

He laughs and puts his arm around you.

“There’s a reason you don’t drink keg beer, you drink the good shit I keep around for the pretty girls, that beer is trash.”

Pretty girl? You think, You haven’t had 2 seconds alone with this man since the beginning of time. He’s so forward.

“I’m not drunk Stu, I slipped and fell hard in the kitchen and my everything hurts.”

“Well little miss clumsy if you need to lay down or something your little boyfriend can take you up to my parents room.”

“Randy’s not my boyfriend.” You scoff.

You’ve been on one ‘date’ if hanging out at the video store after hours even counts as one.

“Like hell he is, every time I walk into that lousy ass video store he’s flapping that fucking mouth about you.”

“Not enough apparently because I’m sitting here with a sore ass and he’s too busy watching movies.”

“I’m not too busy for you and your sore ass” He grins stupidly as he pokes at your side.

You hit him playfully on the shoulder. He smirks.

“Come on, a bed’s gotta be comfier than these stairs”

He grabs your hand and lifts you to stand. He wraps his arm around your waist and grips you hard, almost carrying you up the stairs. He leads you to a room at the end of the hall. He closes the door and you hear a slight click.

‘Did he lock it?’

You plop down on the bed and fall back on the pillows. You feel Stu sit on the edge. He places his hand on your leg.

“Comfy?”

“Mhm”.

“You know.. I gotta ask .. because me and the guys just… can't seem to figure out how virgin extraordinaire landed you?”

“He’s sweet to me, plus how about you show me the list of available guys in our school that aren’t assholes or taken”.

“So because of Tatum I didn’t make the cut?”

“No.. you’re not on my list because you’re an asshole.”

He laughs. “Oh really now? I didn’t know” his sarcasm is all too much. “Wipe the smirk off your face”. He looks at your mouth and then back to your eyes.

You giggle at his frustration.

“Or what? you’ll do it for me?” You put your finger to his chest.

“I could do more than that..” his touches your hand with his fingers tracing patterns on the back of your palm.

His eyes wander for a second but he pops back into reality and blinks a few times. You place your hands in your lap.

“So tell me, have you popped old randy’s cherry yet?” He nudges you playfully.

“No one’s popping anything.”

“Nothing? Come on babe! a girls gotta have needs right? The kid isn't satisfying you in other ways?” He taps his fingers on your leg.

“No stu, Randy’s a virgin, in all ways, shapes, and forms”. You grab his hand and move it off of you placing it on the bed.

“So what do virgins do on a friday night? Play fucking checkers and call it a night? You gotta do better than that”. He shakes his head.

“What do I even do? He’s so sweet but he wouldn’t know how to make a move if I stripped naked and threw myself at him”.

“Oh really? That easy huh?

“Oh fuck you, I didn’t meant it like that. I wouldn’t even know what to do.”

“I could show you a thing or two”.

“You dick-” you grab and pillow and try to whack him, he grabs it and he tosses it on the ground

“I’m not kidding you want to please your man don’t you?”

“You’re lying, what would your girlfriend say about that?”

“She won’t say shit, because I’m not gonna tell her. Are you telling me you’d look Tatum in the eyes and tell her what we did?”

“But we didn’t do anything”

He grabs your legs and pulls you to the edge of the bed. You sit upright as he moves closer to you. .

“Yet.”

“But s-stu-”

“But-but Stu what? You think I don't know what you want? Fuck, I’ve always thought about it.”

“You think about me?” You bite your lip.

“You think me and Billy sit around and play who’s got the bigger dick all day long when we hang out? We talk about all the ladies we'd like to have-”

You cut him off

“Billy would probably win that argument”

Stu stands up grunting a little in frustration.

“You just like being a little brat don’t you. I was gonna show you mine but I guess you don't get to see it now.”

“Wait wha-”

“I mean if you insist I’d hate for all this to be a waste.”

He grabs your hand and places it on his chest and guides it down his stomach to his pants. He’s so hard.

“What are you doing?” You look up at him innocently.

“You want to learn how to please?” His voice gets lower.

“I-I don’t really know what to say, I’m a little-”

“Intimidated?” He cuts you off. “You don’t have to say anything, just listen.”

He grabs your chin and leans your face up so your eyes meet his.

“Don’t be scared, I’m not going to hurt you..”

“I wasn’t afraid of that.”

“Afraid you’d enjoy me too much?”

“Then what Stu? We go back to class on Monday and act like this was some dream?”

“Maybe I enjoy you too much and make you my girl.”

“I don’t want to rely on maybes..”

“You talk too much, maybe I should show you something to shut you up for a second.”

“Huh?”

He pushes you back on the bed and climbs on top of you kissing you without hesitation. His hands find their way to your chest grabbing at you hard. His kiss is rough, it only makes you want him more. His lips move to your neck biting you softly,

‘will this leave a mark?’

You think to yourself. His kisses trail down to your chest then turn to biting and sucking. A noticeable hickey would form, but you didn’t care, you could always wear a high collar t-shirt for the next week.

You moan out his name.

“Oh babe we’re just getting started.”

His hands feel down your thigh, his fingers moving up your skirt to your panties. He rubs the outside of you, you can feel yourself getting wetter at the touch of his fingers.

“Does that feel good?”

“Mhm” you close your eyes hard diving into the feel of his touch.

“I want you to use your words.”

“Y-es, you feel good.”

“That’s my girl”.

‘His girl?’

You love the sound of that. His fingers inched their way into your panties.

Those hands.. The way he was rubbing you was sending pulses throughout your whole body.

“Tell me you want it” He gritted his teeth. How turned on is he?

“I want it.”

“Do you need it?”

“I need it”

“Beg”

“Please, I can’t take it anymore.” It feels like you can’t breathe.

His slipped his fingers inside of you. You audibly gasp and he smiles at you. He’s almost proud of himself. They were almost too big to fit,

“Come on babe if you can’t handle this how could handle the rest of me?”

In and out his fingers moved slower, faster, it felt like You could just lose yourself all over his hand.

“You can wait.”

He stopped abruptly. Fuck.

“What are you doing.”

You were almost mad that he stopped.

‘Why would he do that? Maybe he likes the power?’

“Now I know how you like to be pleased..”

You sit up, chest heaving, you look into his eyes.

“Fuck you.”

“Not yet. It’s my turn.”

He stands up and backs away from the bed raising his hand to his mouth, his fingers touching his lips and tasting them. Tasting you. You stand up slowly. Wobbly. You put your hands on his hips. His hand reaches behind your neck pulling your face closer kissing you. He’s needy. You can feel the want in his kiss. He pulls you against him. He’s so hard.

You turn him so his back is to the bed. And push him down. He sits and looks up at you smirking ever so slightly.

“So you’re the one in charge now?”

You let out a breathy laugh for a moment.

“You have no idea,” pointing to his pants you only have to say two words.

“Pants. Now”

Stu grins and bites his lip as he struggles to undo his buckle and zipper. He’s a little too excited. You sit on his lap and pull his dick out of his boxers. He’s already ready to go.

You start stroking him and he leans his head back eyes closed tightly. He grips your thighs with those strong hands. He wants you so badly to just get on top already.

“Does that feel good?”

“Fuck, you know it does”

His hips start moving up and down to the rhythm of your hand sliding up and down his dick.

“I just need you already”

“How badly?”

“Like I need air” he gasps “fuck”

“Beg”

“Beg?”

He’s shocked? His own word used against him.

You stop. He looks at you in surprise.

“You’re such a dick.” He breathes out.

“I don’t hear you begging..”

“Please”

“That doesn’t sound real” you shake your head disappointed.

“Come on” he teases.

“Fine, that’s too bad I guess you’d rather I go downstairs and leave you like this” you shrug and move to get off of him.

“You aren’t going anywhere”

He leans up and place one hand on your ass pulling you closer, and the other hand up to the back of your head. His fingers grip at your hair bringing you close to kiss again. You grip at his sweater and pull it up and off of him tossing it to the side. You reach your hand around his dick again. He tenses up at the motion of your stroking.

He moans into your mouth.

“Please, I’m not fucking kidding anymore. I need this. I need you. Take these fucking things off and come here”

He tugs at your Panties trying to pull them down.

“You take them off if you want it so badly”

His fingers grasping gently turned to both hands gripping tightly and ripping them off. He tossed them on the ground and smiles into the kiss.

“Oops, I’ll just have to buy you a new pair.”

In one swift movement you grip and slide his throbbing dick inside of you. He’s so thick, he just fits so perfectly. You gasp as it enters. The warmth and wetness is too much for him. He lays back and moans gripping the sheets with one hand as the other remains on your hip. He bucks into you.

“F-fuck, you feel too good I can’t.”

He moans louder.

You place your hand on his mouth trying to muffle his moans.

“They’ll hear us.”

He grips your hand and moves it to his chest.

“Fuck them. This is my fucking house”

“Oh yeah?”

“This pussy is mine. You’re mine.”

He grips your hips rocking you back and forth on top of him as he fucks you from underneath.

Both of your hands resting on his chest you grind harder on top of him. He’s slipping.

“Yes please fuck. I can’t” he cries out.

“Yes you can stu. Who’s dick is this?”

You’re in charge now.

“It’s all yours babe, yours”

“Are you gonna cum for me? Stu”

“Yes, please I want to. Fuck you feel too good”

You bring his hands up to grip your breasts. And bounce harder and faster on him. Your whole body is tense.

“Fuck stu”

Your breathing quickens as you feel yourself getting closer. You feel your thighs gripped his waist tighter and tighter. Both your moans getting louder, matching ‘yes’s and him moaning your name over and over.

You feel it building inside of you as you ride harder and harder. And finally

Your orgasm makes you tighten around him pushing him over the edge as your body melts all over him. He finally cums and his grip was tight as he fills you up. His hands would leave an imprint. He gasps and let’s you ride every last drop out of him.

You gasp and moan as you collapse onto his chest.

It could have been hours or minutes before you could come back to the reality that you were in Mr. and Mrs. Macher’s bed, a party happening down below, and the fear that someone could catch you.

He wipes the sweat from his face with his shirt on the bed to the left of you guys. And wraps his arms around you. His lips kiss your forehead.

“Fuck” He’s breathing hard.

“I know” you smile into his chest.

“You just-”

“I know”

“Goddamn My head is spinning” his hands rub his face.

You both lay for a minute. Him still inside of you. Catching your breath. Someone knocks on the door.

“Who’s in there”

“Who the fucks asking?”

“Who the fuck else?”

It’s only Billy.

“Give me a minute Billy I’ll be right there”

You get off of him and walk across the room, sitting at the vanity and looking into the mirror fixing your hair and clothes.

It seems like he feels your reaction to the sex wasn’t as life altering as he assumed it was for you. Even if it was you weren’t gonna let him have the satisfaction.

“What the fuck just happened- it’s like you-”

“Knew what I was doing?”

He nodded questionably.

“I never said I was a virgin stu, randy is. You aren’t the first to “teach” me anything”

“What the fuck does that mean?”

He laughs nervously.

“Why don’t you ask Billy?”

You smirk as you open the door and walk out. Leaving him speechless. Billy is there standing against the hallway wall. He looks you up and down. Biting his lip. And raising his eyebrows at you.

“Now you’re not the first person I expected to walk out of there but you were definitely on the list”

You smirk.

“I didn’t expect last weekend either so just add this to your pile of secrets you have.”

He smirks as you walk away to join the party downstairs. Maybe he taught you well.

The scenario of rockstar Eddie using your moans on a corroded coffin track has been tossed around quite a bit and I think we can all agree that it’s hot af MDNI

BUT BUT…

Humour me for a moment

You go to check up on Eddie because he’s been locked up in your guys’ home studio all day working on a song. You open to door to see him sitting in a chair, shirt tossed somewhere and guitars scattered around the room. He’s holding a blunt up to his lips with his eyes closed, obviously trying to destress. You walk up to him and place your hand softly on the side of his head gently intertwining your fingers with his hair and smile as he leans into your touch. After a moment you ask “How’s it coming?”

Eddie lets out a long sigh accompanied by smoke. He finally opens his eyes to meet yours and mumbles about how he “can’t figure it out. It’s missing something… and the only thing I can come up with might not go over well with the label.” You furrow your eyebrows, silently asking him to explain. His face blushes and he looks down at the blunt between his fingers and takes another drag before carrying on. “Well, I was listening to the solo and noticed the guitar kind of sounds like it’s moaning. So I got this idea of on the back vocals….we could put in some real ones.” You looked at him in surprise. You definitely weren’t expecting that. You let out a quiet “oh” before clearing your throat and asking “who’s were you thinking of recording?”

“Definitely not yours. Don’t get me wrong, they’re beautiful babe, but I don’t want any pervs getting off to you. They already probably bust to your photoshoots and shit.” Eddie said it so casually and it sent a pang of jealousy through you, who’s moans was he thinking of? As if reading you like a book, Eddie quickly said “but I don’t want some other girls moans on it either. So you see my problem.” You both paused trying to think of other ideas when it suddenly hit you. “Why don’t you record your moans, Eddie?” By the look on his face, you could tell the thought had already crossed his mind. Picking the blunt from his fingers you took a drag, feeling the slight burn in your lungs. “I think it’d make more sense, honestly. It’s you playing, it’s you making the guitar moan like that. It seems only fair you are the one who moans for real.” He stood up and snatched the blunt back from you, smirking before pulling and blowing the smoke out into the air above you. “You think so, baby?”

“Totally! And I think your fans would love it, you know how horny those freaks get for you” you joke, “it’d be so metal.” Eddie chuckles, agreeing with you as he wraps a hand around your waist. He took another drag and leaned down close to your mouth before blowing the smoke into yours. “You’re not gonna get jealous?” He asked in a patronizing tone, planting a quick kiss on your lips. You had to admit, you were known to have a bit of a habit to be possessive over Eddie, but who could blame you? He was perfect in every imperfect way and some of these “freaks”, as you had called them, didn’t know boundaries. Throwing themselves at him, trying to give him nudes and panties. You felt this almost feral possession over him you had never felt over anyone before. The first time someone had blatantly disrespected Eddie’s boundaries, practically pushing their tits in his face after he told them he had a girl five times, it ended in you having to be dragged off the girl and one of her shitty clip-on extensions in your hand.

Eddie’s laughter pulled you out of your thoughts, hand reaching down to your ass and pulling you closer while saying “it’s okay baby, I like it when you get jealous.” You rolled your eyes before responding with a muttered whatever and grabbed the back of his neck to feel his lips on yours. The kiss quickly got heated, feeling your tongue against his sent heat to both of your lower abdomens. He quickly pulled away before putting the blunt down and came back up to kiss you with even more passion. Your lips moved perfectly in sync against each other as your hands roamed each other's bodies. You felt his already hard cock press against you and reached down to palm him through his pants. The moan he let out at the contact was heavenly and made wetness pool in your panties. “Sound so beautiful, Eddie.”

He quickly pulled away panting as his eyes danced all over your face. He planted a wet kiss on your lips before pulling himself from you completely, walking over to the recording equipment and pressing the record button. Eddie grabbed your hand and dragged you into the booth saying “we gotta get as much as we can” in between kisses.

That’s how Corroded Coffin made waves with their newest single that had the sounds of their front man cumming accompanied by a sick guitar solo.

i saw your writing for charlie 🧎🏻‍♀️

reader is friends with robbie,

charlie has a thing for reader so he tells robbie he had a wet dream about her or something and robbie accidentally tells reader.

reader makes sure that dream comes true

OHOHOHO YES. Immediately!

An Unforgettable Dream

Pairing: Virgin!Charlie Walker x Fem!Reader

Warnings: smut, mention/description of wet dreams, fem/AFAB reader (she/her pronouns, female anatomy), Robbie is his own chaotic warning, use of Y/N, blowjob (m recieving), cursing, smoking, readers on the pill, p in v sex

Word count: 1,468

You walked down the hall, towards your locker which you shared with Charlie, seeing him and Robbie next to it. You overheard your name somewhere in that conversation and stopped to listen, not walking up just yet.

"So, tell me what happened in the dream, man! You can't just tell me you had a wet dream about Y/N and not tell me how it went!" Robbie never could shut up, could he?

"Robbie! You need to be quieter sometimes..." He looked around, at which you turned around to avoid him recognizing you.

"Fine... I was just sitting at my desk and she was there. And I uh... I told her I was struggling with the work that I was doing, and she knelt down and...ya know...sucked my...cock." Charlie's face turned bright red and he rubbed the back of his neck. Robbie almost fucking squealed in excitement.

"YES! I KNEW YOU LIKED HER! What else happened?" He bit his nails in excitement that at this point, you couldn't tell if it was an act or not.

"I uhhhhh, I got really close and then she-" He cleared his throat.

"Um, she rode me until we both came." Charlie looked at his shoes, embarrassed as fuck. You thought this was the perfect time to walk up to the two.

"Hey Charlie!" You greeted him with the usual kiss on the cheek, that felt a lot more intimate after hearing him describe that dream. You leaned in to whisper in his ear,

"I could make that dream come true~" You whispered in his ear, causing Charlie to sputter and pull back quickly.

"You- You heard that! I uh..." He stuttered causing you to giggle, amused at the embarrassed boy.

"Of course I did, silly! You two aren't exactly quiet, you know. Why don't you wait for me at my car after school?" You smiled and walked away from the two, hearing one last sentence from Robbie before you went to class

"YOU'RE GETTING LAID!"

Time skip brought to you by Michael Myers' huge cock and massive balls.

And to your surprise, he actually showed up. He looked so cute, all flustered and leaning up against your car. You lit a cigarette and walked up to him.

"Hey cutie! You gonna get in?" You unlocked the car and he stumbled to get in the passenger side.

"So, my place or yours? My mom's working all night." You turned towards him, waiting for a response.

"Uh, yeah, we'll do yours...." He trailed off, avoiding eye contact as best as he could.

"Great!" You pulled out of the parking lot and placed your hand on his thigh. His face turned bright red and he looked out the window.

The drive seemed surprisingly short for you, but unbearably long for Charlie. You jumped out of the car, pulling the startled boy with you. You unlocked the front door and tugged Charlie up to your room. You sat down on your bed and he just stood there, confused.

"Well, get to work! You told me it started off with you doing schoolwork, so, get to it!" You pulled out a book, leaving him no choice but to sit at your desk and do his homework.

Unsurprisingly, it was very quiet, other than the record spinning on the player in the corner. Charlie cleared his throat, causing you to look up at him.

"I um- I need help..." He said under his breath.

"Sorry, what was that? I didn't quite hear you." You smiled innocently at him.

"Can you please....suck me uh...suck me off?" He said slightly louder.

"Of course I can!" You happily pulled out the chair he was on and knelt down under the desk.

"Before we start, are you a virgin?" His cheeks flushed and he nodded sheepishly, confirming your suspicions.

You unbuttoned his jeans and he lifted up his hips to help you get them and his boxers off. He was beautiful, about 6 inches and cut with a big vein running up the underside. Not too big for you to take, but still big. You looked up at him through your lashes and spoke.

"You're really big, Charlie..." You pressed your tongue to the tip and licked off the beads of precum, making him gasp. He was very sensitive. You smiled at him and took the tip on your mouth, sucking lightly.

"H-holy fuuuck~" He moaned out and his hips twitched, making you pull off of him.

"Charlie, I thought you said you needed help? How is this helping if I'm distracting you?" You tilted your head sweetly at him and he flushed even more- if that was possible.

"I'm sorry, it just feels really good..." He seemed sincerely apologetic and you almost felt bad.

"Maybe I should go easy on you, this is your first time after all..." You thought out loud. He nodded enthusiastically, making you smirk. You went back down and sucked the tip, making him gasp again.

You took him down to the base, his tip hitting the back of your throat and spurting hot pre down your throat.

"ahh fUCk!" He moaned out, breathing heavily already. You smiled and started bobbing your head up and down, focusing on the tip when you got to it. He moaned and groaned loudly into the air, rewarding you for your efforts. It seemed like he was trying not to thrust his hips up into you, so you pulled off again.

"You can fuck my throat, it's okay." You went back down on him, not giving him a chance to catch his breath.

He whined and thrusted his hips up, making you moan around him. The vibrations from your moan made him cum without warning.

"Fuck, I'm sorry!" He moaned as he came down your throat. You swallowed all of it and pulled off of him. He started to apologize even more but you interrupted him.

"Charlie, it's okay. That was your first blowjob, I'm surprised you even lasted that long. Do you still want me to ride you, or is that too much?" You really hoped he would let you, you were soaking from his moans.

He nodded and you smiled up at him. You got up and brought him over to the bed, taking off the rest of yours and his clothes. You stroked him until he got completely hard again, enjoying his moans and whimpers as you did so. You got on top of him, but he stopped you before you could sink down.

"Wait! What about protection?"

"Well, you're a virgin, we've both been tested, and I'm on the pill, so I'm not worried about it. I want you to feel everything for your first time." And with that, you sank down, taking almost all of him in one go. The stretch burned slightly, but the look on his face made it so worth it.

His mouth and eyes were wide open and he let out a strangled moan when you sunk down completely. You started to move, but he stopped you again.

"WaIT!" His voice cracked as he held your hips, "Ahh~ You're so warm and tIGHT, I don't wanna cum yet!" You smiled at the adorable boy underneath you.

"Charlie," you leant down and placed a kiss to his lips, "as long as you let me keep going after you cum, there's no doubt that I will too." He smiled against your lips and kissed you again, making you smile as well.

"You ready?" He nodded and you started moving. He almost screamed in pleasure and you let out fewer, quieter moans. You continued a slow pace until you got used to him, then sped up. He thrashed and gripped the sheets underneath you, the pleasure too overwhelming.

"AHH! I can't- fuck, you feel too good! Ahh, I'm gonna cum already, shit!" He thrusted his hips up to meet yours and spilled inside of you, moaning really loudly as he did so. You helped him through his high, only stopping your movements when he started to whine.

"No! You didn't cum..."

"Are you sure you want me to keep going? It might be too much." He nodded eagerly and you smiled at him. You leant down and pulled him up with you, the both of you now sitting up. You started moving again and kissed him, and he moaned into the kiss.

You continued to ride him, your moans drowned out as his were much louder.

"Oh fuck, Charlie! Ahh, I'm gonna cum." He nodded and started thrusting up to meet you, too overwhelmed to speak. You kissed him and both groaned into the kiss as you came together. You sighed happily as he finished inside of you again, pulling off of him and rolling to the side or him.

"Was that everything you dreamed of?" You asked and he smiled and looked down at you on his chest.

"Everything and more..."

Screaming without the s

Officer Puppy

Leon S. Kennedy x GN reader Smut

Tags: smut, nsfw, dom!reader, sub!leon, teasing, pet names/praise kink, begging

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This was torture for Leon, sitting at the campfire as he watched as Y/n was telling a story, they looked stunning with the orange light reflecting on their face. Leon was smitten by them, he always formed crushes easily but this one was so much different, it bordered on obsession sometimes. Leon loved strong, powerful characters and that was what initially attracted him to them, but after spending what little time he had in the Fog made fall into blind love. Y/n was magnetic and stunning, pulling him in with subtle glances that they’d turn flirty with a simple wink and adorable chuckle, it left his brain blue screened. Or the powerful energy you have, powerful was an understatement. Being in your presence of pure confidence and lightheartedness was almost regal, it was warm and inviting and Leon felt himself, like many others, at ease despite this hellish landscape. He loved their sarcastic and flirty humour, always twisting conversations or simple passing words into a suggestive joking theme. Leon was enthralled with watching you, but he wanted more like a greedy child. He quickly found it harder to be in your presence, not because of anything negative but rather the amount of sexuality they exude left him boiling under the collar. Leon wanted them so much and he couldn’t tell if they did too, Y/n flirted with everyone, that was their thing, and it was torture to watch.

Leon noticed he becomes jealous when you would be flirty with David, Feng, or Yui, you seem to swing every way and he hated your attention being divided. Leon wanted Y/n’s attention solely on him. Even now they would gently push nearby survivors when joking, he wishes he was in their place. Just as Leon was about to move closer to he feels the Entity calling him into a trial, this was bad timing.

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Coldwind farm, Y/n appeared near the main building and a plan already starting to form in their head. They wanted this to be over quickly, in all honesty, Y/n wanted to just be back at the camp already bored of the yellow fields of corn. Working on the centre gen would make the rest of the gens be spread out and taking the middle one early in the game would give a slight advantage, it was the best plan so far at least. Not long after working, they hear heavy breathing following by footfalls, no heartbeat so it wasn’t a killer, looking over Y/n sees Leon somewhat frazzled as he paused to awkwardly watch you.

“If you take a picture, it will last longer,” Y/n calls out to him, and he responds by tilting his head slightly like a puppy.

“You’re staring. Are you going to help me or not?” They clarify before turning to lean on the gen and pick on the poor blond.

Leon quickly strides up and starts working beside Y/n, Leon thought he was slick with all the “unnoticed” glances he took of Y/n. They ignored and brushed them off at the moment, that was until halfway through the gen when Y/n addressed him without taking their eyes away from the work. “Something on my face, love?” their eyes flicking over to catch his embarrassed shock.

“Wha-oh uh, no I-” Before Leon could finish the terror radius could be heard, Leon instinctively snatching Y/n’s wrist and pulling the both of you into a nearby locker.

A startled gasp squeaked out with how roughly Leon pulled them in and what didn’t help was how tight the locker was, obviously not made for two people. Y/n awkwardly shift trying to turn so their back wasn’t pressed against Leon in a vain attempt to get comfortable.

Facing him Y/n look up to chastise in a hushed tone “You know I could have looped the killer while you finished the generator.”

Leon looks down somewhat taken aback, his lips press into a thin line as he looks away, was he embarrassed?

“Unlike you, I actually know how to loop.” Y/n press an accusing finger to his chest in an innocent jesting manner.

Leon’s mind momentarily floods of the last trial he had with them, him being downed by the Clown moments after being found. Luckily, they were there to save him with a flashlight. Leon’s face burned brighter as his heart beating so hard, he thought it was going to pop out as he wrapped his arms around Y/n’s waist. Leon finally got their undivided attention but at what cost, he was pressed against them and they didn’t seem to mind but rather dead set on tormenting him. Just as they opened their mouth to continue Leon uses one hand to press Y/n’s head into his chest, as much as he loves their voice Leon needed them to stop teasing, he can’t focus. He felt as their hands gently rested on the sides of his uniform, Leon rested his face in their hair as his eyes kept trained on the slits of the locker looking for the killer, anticipating the doors being ripped open.

Leon’s breathing is become heavier, that greediness starting to bubble up once more and Leon willfully drowning in Y/n’s sweet scent only made it worse. They could feel his heartbeat as their cheeked was pressed to his left breast, with the heavy breathing Y/n thought that he was having a panic attack. Immediately they felt guilty for teasing him, raising their hands to his chest they waited for the killer to leave before pushing themselves slightly away to look at him.

“Are you alright?” they asked in a gentle tone.

“Huh?” Leon’s attention snapped down to them, “Oh, y-yeah. Why?”

“Thought you were having a panic attack on me or something, didn’t want you to die of cardiac arrest.”

Leon’s eyes darted around awkwardly as he still blushed, he was waiting for Y/n to push themselves out of his embrace but it didn’t happen. He didn’t want to look back down at them as he felt his face burn more, it was ridiculous with how much he was desperate for you.

“Hard for me not to have a heart attack when I have such a pretty thing clinging onto me for dear life.” Leon teases back, might as well return the energy, right?

Y/n scoffed in surprise; they liked the sudden confidence. “Really now?" Finally clueing in.

“Yes, really.” Leon clarifies leaning down slightly.

“Hm, interesting.” Y/n lowered their voice before leaning in slightly “Because it seemed to me you were the one getting all hot n’ bothered.” Leon’s face burned more.

Y/n’s hands slowly drifted up until they wrapped around Leon’s neck and they further pressed themself into him, “do I have that much of an effect on you?”.

“Maybe.” He says through a smile, at this point they were but a distance from an actual kiss.

Y/n laughs gently, “Tell me, Officer Kennedy, do you always get horny saving the day in your missions?”

Leon’s brain stopped, what was be meant to say, ‘No, only with you?’ Before he could respond Y/n was ready with another quip, “What a shame, I thought police were trained to function under pressure.”

“I can function!” Leon defended indignantly.

“Really?” They laughed out.

“Yeah.”

“Well,” they leaned in “Let’s see how much pressure you can take.” Y/n’s finally closed the gap.

With one hand rooted in the blond locks of the rookie as the other felt the chiselled abs through his button-up. Leon kneaded the tender flesh of Y/n’s thighs as the other pressed the small of their back further into himself. Innocent butterfly kisses were spread across each other others lips but Leon wanted more, so he delicately brushed his tongue across the bottom of their lip. Y/n opened their mouth to allow access which Leon eagerly accepted now holding their head. However, Y/n quickly pushed away only to allow him to have a taste, Leon desperately chased back for their lips with a whine.

“Now, now, remember we’re still in a trial.” Y/n voiced out in a sultry tone.

“Wha-“Leon’s mind was still bussing in a haze

“Leon, it wouldn’t be very kind of us if we selfishly spend the entire game here.” Their hands slipping down his chest and close to his belt as Leon finds his pants becoming tighter by the second.

“I, um- I guess not.”

“Good,” Y/n said in a chipper tone and jumped out of the locker as if nothing happened.

Leon was left in a confused daze as they moved back to the generator he forgot was there, “Well, Mr Kennedy, are you going to help me?

Throughout the rest of the trial was delicious torture, Y/n carried on working on the generators as Leon followed like a lost pup desperate for affection. After every generator or totem Leon cleansed Y/n would call him a “good boy” or “pretty little puppy” and pull him for a kiss, again repeating the gentle butterfly kisses before allowing him to deepen it, giving him a little more time from the last before pushing away. Luckily for Leon, the killer was busy with the two other survivors for the entire trial. But this constant teasing and ‘spicy’ praises were just enough to keep him at a high with no real relief, to the point where when Y/n was powering the gate Leon held them from behind while panting in their ear like a dog in heat.

Now they were back at the camp and Leon had to collect himself or at least try his best to, still flushed face and huffing Leon kept his gaze down trying to avoid being seen by the other survivors. Y/n already striding up to the others happily chatting away, how could they do this to him? Just as he looks up he makes eye contact with Claudette who immediaty comments, "You alright Leon?"

"Yeah." He doesn't say much more unable to think of any excuses, luckily for him, Y/n swept in to save the day.

"Leon's sick, in the trial he mentioned he started getting all hot. Fever maybe." They lied smoothly through their teeth.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I hope you feel better!" Claud shifts her attention to the blushing blond as Y/n turn to pass a blissful wink.

"Would you like me to find some herbs to help?" She asked innocently, Leon's stomach dropped. The last thing he needed was Claudette to interrupt him and Y/n, he was already barely hanging on.

"That's very sweet of you Claud," Y/n started, Leon looking over in betrayal.

"-But I think we should wait, the Entity might heal him like she does whenever we come back from a trial with Plague." They continue to the relief of Leon.

"Right now I think he just needs some rest, right baby?" Y/n turned with an devilishly innocent smile plastered across their face but Leon knew better.

"Y-yeah." He turned his gaze away wishing Y/n would just move already

Y/n walked over and to him by the hand before wrapping his arm over their shoulder, they seemed to be committing to the idea Leon was weak because of some false ailment. Walking over Y/n lead the both of them to their hut, gently closing the door with their foot before dropping Leon's arm and continuing inside. Leon stood there awkwardly not knowing what to do, did Y/n want him to make a move or to wait for their signal. He stared into their back watching as Y/n slowly took the coat off, watching the skin of their arms slowing being exposed. Has he really been that riled up that something as simple as showing their arms turns into a sensual display?

"So," they turn and lean on the dresser behind them. "How should I take care of your illness, Officer Puppy?"

Leon's voice was caught in his throat. With careful strides, Y/n approaches Leon before they were face to face looking up at him, "Would you prefer we play by ear then, pretty pup?"

He nods and Y/n chuckles a breathless laugh in response.

The second they started to lean in Leon dove for the kiss with absolute desperation, immediately deepening the kiss had his hands wondered with no destination. The kiss breaks only for a moment to breathe, Y/n giggles as they grab Leon's hands and place them on their waist. "Let me help you."

Leon pushed back in for another kiss. This time one hand move to the back of Y/n's shirt gently finding its way under and caressing the smooth skin of their back, wanting more he gropes one ass cheek. God, he was an ass man, thighs too, and Y/n had everything and more. Using his grip Leon pushed them further into himself, frantic for more contact.

He pulls back to see that Y/n is finally starting to blush, "Am I now getting you all hot and bothered, now?"

"Maybe, but at least I wasn't the one who had to have their ass saved back at camp." Y/n quipped back.

"So much for being able to handle pressure." They continued mercilessly.

"Hey, that's not fair! I wasn't the one railing me up the entire trial." the officer defended.

"True, however, I wasn't one who started it by pulling me into a locker and getting all handsy."

Leon whimpered, "Your cruel, can't you be nice?"

"Oh, I don't think I can be. What's the matter, don't like it?" Y/n leaned back into his face.

"No, I do." Leon smiled like an idiot.

"Will you at least take off that vest?" Y/n cocked an eyebrow as their hands ran up his sides.

"What, scared I'll hurt you?" They scoffed.

"No!" Leon blurted out thinking he may have hurt their feelings.

"Well, maybe you should." Y/n winked, "Now can you please take it off like a good boy?" they sat down on the bed.

No matter what Y/n said it seemed they always knew what to say to him, that vest was never dropped faster as he made his way over. Sitting down and leaning for another kiss Leon moves to straddle Y/n and places his hands by their head as they lay down. "Didn't realise you wanted to top," Y/n said in genuine surprise.

Leon realises only now that he actually didn't want to, he got carried away but he didn't want to admit it. He instead just watch them awkwardly hoping that they'd understand, Y/n scoffed. "You really didn't, did you?"

Leon's face burned more, what was he supposed to say, just admit he was a bottom? "Alright, alright. Rollover," they instructed as they tapped his side.

Y/n was now straddling Leon gently trailing the pads of their fingers over his shirt, gently they start to unbutton his shirt and took theirs off at the same time. Leon's eyes trapped watching the delicate movements, whining the entire time. Pushing up the white undershirt Y/n now trailed their hands over his abs and chest, undoing the belt Y/n now moved his pants down at an agnising pace.

"Please!" Leon suddenly yelped out surprising the both of them.

"Oh my." Y/n put a hand to their chest in a sarcastic shock.

"Please, I-I can't, nhg!" Leon's eyes were squeezed shut as his brows were furrowed, the erection being painful at this point.

"Poor little baby boy, did I really leave you unattended for so long?" Leon nodded at the words but kept his eyes closed.

"Aw, I'm sorry, puppy." They palmed his erection through his wet boxers before pulling them down and revealing his erection and continued to pump his shaft. Leon's mouth was left agape as careless moans came out, finally, there was some relief but he needed more, now.

"Ugh, Y-Y/n," They picked up the pace and continued to jack the blushing blond off.

"Y/n!" Leon called again this time in a more whinner call.

"What's the matter, babe?"

"I," huffing out, "I need you."

"I'm here, dummy." They teased.

"N-no! I need to be inside!" His face was scrunched up, hands balled on the bedsheets.

"Well since you've been such a patient boy, I suppose you've earned it." Y/n leaned onto their knees, taking off their pants and underwear to line his cock to their entrance before sinking down to the base.

Both of them signing out in relief, Leon moved his hands to Y/n's hips and gripped with bruising strength, he started to grind into Y/n desperate for them to move. They got the memo and started to ride him at a steady pace and increasing, Leon finally having the needed care he craved for. Moaning without shame or knowledge he was in bliss, he wasn't going to last long with all this teasing and torture. Y/n move their hands up to his chest for a better angle, using one hand they started to focus on their own pleasure rubbing their head. The pillow prince to busy to even notice.

Y/n already felt him twitching inside, moments away from cumming. And in moments Leon tossed his head back as he came inside, his vision turning white as the world faded away. Y/n carefully rode him through his high, letting the blond catch his breathe and collect himself. "You alright?"

Leon nodded.

"Good, because we're just starting." Leon peeked an eye open to look at Y/n, sweat glistening their forehead making them looking like their shining. He wasn't going to complain.

My brain:

evan peters.

dealing with the worst case scenario

your condom breaks

you feel a lump on your breast

your friends are ignoring you

you’re stranded on an island 

you got rejected by a crush

you get into a car accident

you got stung by a bee/wasp

you got fired from your job

you’re in an earthquake

your tattoo gets infected

your house is on fire

you’re lost in the woods

you get arrested abroad

you get robbed

your partner cheated on you

you’re on a ship that’s sinking

you fall into ice

you’re stuck in an elevator

you hit a deer with your car

you have food poisoning

your pet passed away

you fall off of a horse

you or your friend has alcohol poisoning

you have toxic shock syndrome

your house has a gas leak

Your Charlie fics are currently giving me life<3

Glad to hear it <3

Is there gonna be anymore Midnight Babysitting with Jschlatt? 🥺👉🏻👈🏻. Been thinking about it real bad lately

Sadly, no i don’t think so. i’m not sure where i would continue the series and where it would go from there. if people wanna give recommendations and ideas for the plot they want, i’ll totally reconsider picking it back up. until then, Midnight Babysitting will stay a two-part series

happy new years y’all! and good luck to all those (like myself) who are scared of fireworks <3