STEVE GETTING JEALOUS BECAUSE EDDIE IS GETTING CLOSE TO YOU SO HE FUCKS YOU AND OVERSTIMULATES YOU AND

ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴄʜᴜʀᴄʜ

“My church offers no absolutes He tells me, ‘Worship in the bedroom’ The only Heaven I’ll be sent to Is when I’m alone with you”

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: Laito Sakamaki, Female Reader ɢᴇɴʀᴇ/ʀᴀᴛɪɴɢ: nsfw. 18+ only. ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 3.6k ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: ＤＡＲＫ ＣＯＮＴＥＮＴ ＡＨＥＡＤ！ (If you are not comfortable with this please do not read) NSFW Minors DNI, Rape/Noncon, dubcon, bloodplay, sacrilege, degradation, power difference, dacryphilia, biting, begging, sub!reader, dom!Laito ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀ'ꜱ ɴᴏᴛᴇ: This is my first smut ever so hopefully it isn’t too low quality :) I’m really going to hell after writing this one lol.

The Church. A place of joy, forgiveness, and love. A place you held dear. A place where you came to worship. After all, when your heart was heavy and your burdens spilled over, you could always pray. Pray to someone who would listen, who would understand, and who would always forgive your innocent sins in the end. However your reason for your visit was less than a joyous occasion. You needed to ask for forgiveness, for reconciliation, for the darkness which tore at your fragile heart. That man. If you could even call him such a thing has been tormenting you endlessly. Holding such a suffocating grip on your mind and spirit. The things he says, the things he does are vile, evil, yet you always end up craving more. His words are laced with sweet honey, charming and tempting, but you know it’s only to lure you in. Regardless, you cannot get them out of your head. Which is why you kneel before the altar. Asking your god for forgiveness.  “God please. I don’t know what to do. Please. Please protect me.” A laugh echoed behind you, bouncing from the empty stone walls of the church. You turned your head sharply towards the entrance of the church, startled by the sudden intrusion.  “Well, it seems little bitch came here to pray! How cute,” Laito mused. His form rose from the mass of wooden pews lit only by the dim moonlight filtering in through stained glass windows. He proceeded forward, steps muffled by the carpet leading towards the altar.“You do know however there is already someone watching over you.” He pointed upwards. A bat hanging languidly from the archway in the ceiling gazed curiously at your still kneeling form. Laito laughed once more, “Silly little bitch, thinking she can run away. I have my familiars to keep an eye on you at all times. They promised to tell me your every move.” “S-since when?” You rose cautiously facing the man.  “Oh dear, your cute little face is all red. Did my familiars catch you doing something you didn’t wish to be seen?” “Don’t say such things!” You exclaimed. “Oh, there’s no need to be ashamed! After all, I know what a naughty little girl my Bitch-chan is,” He laughed. “I- I just came here to pray! Is there something so wrong with that?” You spat out. “Oh my little Bitch-chan is feisty today,” Laito chuckled before dropping his tone, “I do know why you’re truly here though.” “And why is that?” You asked. “To repent. For all of those dirty thoughts you’ve been having,” Laito approached until he was standing directly in front of you. He leaned down, breath tickling your ear and sending bolts of electricity shooting down your spine. “I know how much you just love when I tease you. You think it’s so wrong to give into your desires. There’s nothing to be ashamed about Bitch-chan. After all, I want to uncover all of those secret little places you keep hidden from me.” His arm snaked around your waist pulling you taught against him. Your arms pushed against his lean yet firm chest.  “L-Laito stop! I have no idea what you’re talking about now, please just let go!” You said, your confidence quickly wearing thin.  “Playing dumb are we? I have no business with you. I want to hear from that lustful, greedy little girl you keep hidden inside,” He spoke, words dripping with desire. He pushed you down onto the altar with ease, pinning your hands above your head with just one hand. You kicked and struggled, trying desperately to wiggle free. His crushing grip on your wrists pinned above your head grew stronger, threatening to break your delicate bones. “Now, now Bitch-chan. Struggling is only going to make it harder for you. Why don’t you just give in, hmmm?” He asked, sounding like less than a plea but more of a demand.  “Laito please! Why are you doing this to me!” Your words came out almost as a broken sob. Your resolve crumbling under his suffocating strength.  “Why am I doing this? How cute. I’m doing this because I want to, because I simply can’t resist this cute little girl below me.” He laughed still leaning over your struggling form beneath him. “Now, let me let you in on a little secret. But you have to stay still for me, Got that?” he asked.You stopped your squirming and looked him in the eyes. “Do you truly believe in God?”  “Y-yes, Yes I do. But why is that even important?” you asked, trying desperately to hide the fear welling up within you.  “Oh no Bitch-chan I believe I’m asking the questions here.” Laito spoke, leaning in closer, breath fanning against your neck, “Do you truly think he is going to save you?” “Yes! No matter what you say I believe in him,” you spoke back, slight defiance still shining in your eyes. “Awww how cute. You truly think that God would ever want to forgive you? A lost little lamb just begging to be defiled by me. He’s just an illusion created by those who think they have a higher purpose than they truly do.” He paused, smiling down at you. However his smile held no warmth, just a sick, sadistic smirk laden with desire. “Your only purpose here, little bitch, is to give me your blood. You’ll see that the faster you choose to accept that, the gentler I will be.” “I will never submit to you,” you spat again venom in your tone. “Ohh what a naughty little girl,” he smirked, “I’m going to have such fun with you tonight.” He let go of your wrists. But in your second of freedom, a crushing weight was applied to your hip. One hand held your hip firmly in place on the altar while his other slowly lifted your leg. He leaned over, situated between your shivering thighs. “Now for that secret I promised, after all I never lie to my Bitch-chan,” he chuckled, “You were given to us. As a sacrifice. A meaningless little bride, given just to appease us. It’s cute how you think so highly of yourself Bitch-chan.”  “That’s not true! I’m not just a sacrifice to you!” You exclaimed. “Oh but you are. And on top of that would you like to know who gave you to us? Hmmm?” You stayed silent. “This very church you hold such faith in,” Laito continued. “The-they would never,” You protested.  “They did, Bitch-chan. Raised your whole life just to think you were born for something so great. When all you really are is a glorified little sacrifice, waiting to die like the rest of them,” he stated these last words matter of factly. Seemingly content with his words. Hot tears threatened to slip from your eyes.  “It’s not true! It’s not.” You gasped, unable to stop the tears from rolling down your cheeks. “Now now Bitch-chan. It’s okay. I know the truth hurts. Allow me to help you,” He smiled, bringing his mouth closer to your inner thigh. “Such a sweet scent. Mmm I just can’t wait to see if you taste as good as you smell Bitch-chan.” Unable to process his words you lay still, tears pooling from the corner of your eyes. Small hiccups echoed over the empty expanse of the room. Without warning he bit down. Fangs sinking into the plush softness of your thigh. You winced, a small squeal bubbling from your throat. The pain was sharp, almost burning. He moaned against your thigh, sucking the dark crimson liquid from beneath your skin. He pulled away. Rivulets of your own blood dripping down his chin. You couldn’t bear to look at the sight any longer.  You turned your head to the side.  “Oh my, poor little thing. Did that hurt?” He asked with fake concern. You nodded, face wet with tears.  “Then why don’t I just do that again.” He licked over his previous puncture wound, moving his open mouth slightly over before biting down again. Even harder this time. A small shriek spilled out. You tried kicking your leg against the burning pain but he kept it firmly hooked over his shoulder. You could hear the soft gulps of Laito drinking your blood. That horrible noise then persisted even after the initial sting subsided. He pulled away once more, wiping the blood from his chin. He raised himself up, straddling you beneath him. “Oh don’t cry now Bitch-chan. That couldn’t have hurt that badly. We are just getting started now.” He lowered his head to lick the salty tears from your cheeks. “Look at you, red faced and teary eyed and all I did was have a little taste of that sweet blood you keep to yourself. I could just bathe you in it, but no I’m being quite merciful to my little bitch right now. The least you could do is tell me where you want it next.” You turned your face to stare him in the eyes. No hint of remorse remained, just pure greed and self satisfaction swam behind his emerald green eyes.  “I- I don’t want it anywhere! Stop!” you tried kicking again but he had your body caged beneath his.  “Hmmm I suppose I’ll start from the top and work my way down then”  His slender fingers undid your uniform bow and slowly unbuttoned your shirt. You tried to offer resistance but his strength was simply too much. You soon found yourself completely exposed to his predatory gaze besides your undergarments which still protected what little modesty you had left.  “Awwww Bitch-chan you wore pink just for me? I’m so flattered. I knew you’ve been wanting this all along” He snickered pausing his movements.  “Laito! Please stop!” You tried squirming again but it was simply no use.  He raised your shaking form slightly and looped his arm around your back. Laito’s cold, slender fingers unclasped your bra. Your hands flew up to stop the delicate straps from falling past your shoulders.  “Ah ah ah,” He taunted, “We won’t be needing this anymore.” In a single movement he ripped your bra away from your body, your desperate grip on it was of no comparison as he flung it into the dark corners of the room. Out of sight. You whimpered, still trying to cover your breasts from his view. Laito took your wrists back into his hand and pinned your back flush against the altar once more. “While I very much appreciate you dressing up all cute for me Bitch-chan, I much prefer this view.” He leaned in closer, trailing soft kisses down your collarbone to your exposed breasts. You whimpered from the sensitivity of his hot mouth against your hardened nipples. “Already this sensitive and I’ve hardly touched you… Let’s try going a little lower hmm” Laito hummed, releasing your wrists while kissing lower, down your stomach, stopping right above the waistband of your panties.  “Lets see how wet my little bitch is,” He laughed sliding a long digit across your clothed sex purposely nudging your sensitive clit. You let out a small whine and tried to pull yourself away. “My baby is wet for me. What a little slut.” He chuckled darkly, “Why don’t I have a taste of my sweet girl.” Laito leaned his face closer to your pussy, his breath causing shivers to run down your spine. He placed a kiss over your panties letting out an exaggerated moan. It reverberated through your core causing you to instinctively squeeze your thighs together tightly around his head. Laito’s hands came to your thighs, pulling them apart. “It’s a little too late to be ashamed now baby,” he cooed with a purr in his voice.  With a rip your panties too were cast into the suffocating darkness that surrounded the altar. Your unclothed sex lay bare to him. The dark, damp air felt cool. You shivered, unable to close your thighs again. You felt so vulnerable and exposed. His hungry gaze devoid of mercy, only pure desire remained. Without words he licked a stripe up your sensitive folds, causing a high pitched whine to spill out. “Oh you just taste so sweet little bitch. You truly love to tempt me, don’t you?” He spoke. He flattened his tongue against your clit. You desperately thrashed trying to free yourself from the onslaught of pleasure. His hold on your legs only tightened pulling you even closer to his face. Small moans from his mouth reverberated, adding more unbearable pleasure.  “Please, please stop,” you sobbed, your hands curling into fists on the cold, hard altar.  You weren’t sure how much more you could take.  “Laito please!” you begged for him to release you. Your sobbing pleas fell upon deaf ears. He continued, lapping against your core at a steady rhythm. Choked sobs echoed from your throat and dissipated against the high arched ceilings of the church. His sharp nails dug into your thighs as he held you against his cruel tongue. You could feel blood being drawn from his harsh grip. The pressure between your legs continued to build as you searched for something, anything to hold onto. You gripped hard on the sides of the stone altar, your knuckles turning white as your release came. You cried out in what you couldn’t tell was pleasure or fear. Finally, Laito removed himself from between your legs, still holding your thighs apart. You glanced upwards through teary eyes. Your juices glistened against his pale skin. You were disgusted, horrified, shame welling up within you. He climbed upwards, caging your fragile form under his own once more.  “Come, taste yourself little bitch. You taste so sweet, it’s intoxicating.” His words dripped like sweet honey as he forced your mouth open and slid his hot tongue in. You were quite literally being suffocated. He tasted musky, your arousal that coated his tongue now on yours. His kiss drowned you, you pushed against him with your hands trying to breathe, but the kiss only deepened. Laito broke the kiss with a moan, something hard ground against your upper thigh and you wiggled your hips trying to get away. “You want this don’t you? Naughty little thing,” he laughed, “Here’s the thing with girls like you. You pretend to be so innocent, so naive, but deep down you’re just a dirty little whore. Searching to be brought out.” “That’s- that’s not true, please stop-p,” You wailed, hot, salty tears flowing down your reddened cheeks.  “Shhh… It’s much too late to get away now little bitch,” He let out a playful laugh.  You heard the sound of a zipper and the moving of material. You were a sobbing mess now pushing harshly against him. He paid no heed to your violent struggles as you felt something hard pressing against your opening. He forced your wrists down against the cold altar, wrapped in his crushing hold again.  “L-Laito… I don’t- I don’t want-” You began. “Nfu~ How adorable little bitch, now fall into the depths of hell with me.” He spoke, his final words enunciated by a sharp thrust. You felt a burning stretch as your tight hole struggled to accommodate his girth. He let out a soft moan above you, his pupils blown wide with pure lust. “My Little Bitch is so tight for me, I simply can’t hold back any longer,” Laito gasped, senses overcome by hunger.  His cock receded from your depths, covered in your shameful slick only to bully its way back into you. Over and over, hitting a spot deep inside. Causing your legs to tighten around his hips which pistoned into you at a steady, brutal pace.  “Does that feel good baby? Having me ravage this pretty little cunt?” He asked, never slowing his agonizing pace. All you could do was whine, struggling to think of anything but the intense pleasure filling your senses.  “See? You were whining and begging for me to stop, but I think my little girl is enjoying this, isn’t she?” he grunted staring into your teary eyes. You turned your face away from his sharp gaze, trying to hide your flustered expression. One of his hands left your wrist, grabbing your jaw forcefully. Your head was turned so that you could only stare into his eyes now, the grip on your jaw unwavering. “I want to see those cute expressions, little bitch, don’t hide them from me. I want you to see exactly who’s making you feel this good,” He spoke, shamelessly letting his moans echo through the large space surrounding your forms.  You could feel a knot begin to tighten inside of you, its feeling becoming unbearable as it built its way up. Your legs began to quiver as your quiet whines grew louder into broken sobbing moans. In one last attempt you struggled to push your palms against his chest to slow his movements but to no avail. He seemed unbothered by your struggles, only chuckling in response to your feeble escape attempt. “You’re close, I can feel it Bitch-chan, but you don’t get to cum. Not just yet,” He panted, still hungrily eyeing your body beneath his own, “You haven’t earned it yet for resisting me this much. If you had learned to be honest with yourself, I’d be much more caring. So now you’re going to beg.”  You sniffled, holding back more tears. There’s no way you could do this. Shame rose like bile in your throat at the thought. However you simply could not endure the pleasure any longer. And so your delicate, glass mask of resolve cracked.  And you cried out, “Please Laito, please let me cum! I’m sorry- Im sorry!” He stared down in pleasure and amusement, “What a lewd little bitch, since you asked so nicely I suppose you can.” His thrusts grew harder as he slammed his cock violently into your fluttering walls. “Come for me, I know you can you dirty little slut,” He moaned wantonly. Suddenly the knot snapped, that invisible buildup inevitably peaked and you convulsed crying out in pure ecstasy. Your walls clamped down around his cock which only spurred his movements further, he fucked you through your orgasm as you clawed desperately at his back. You quickly became overstimulated, whines now louder, pleading for him to stop. But he continued regardless until you felt his thrusts become sloppy and unsynchronized. His pants and moans became more frequent as he gasped out, “I love you Little Bitch.” His head lowered until his lips pressed themselves against your exposed neck. He bit down hard, fangs penetrating through your skin and his lustful moans muffled against your throat. Laito’s hips stuttered. The pain of his sharp fangs mixed with his now erratic thrusts caused you to clench down once more, the release causing your walls to milk his cock as his seed spilled inside of you. You both stayed like this for some time. His fangs withdrew from your neck. Two thin streams of rich, dark blood trickled down entwining with one another. You still lay staring straight up, past Laito and to the intricate carvings on the ceiling. However, he didn’t seem nearly finished with you yet. He withdrew his cock from you only to slam it back into your clenching walls. He had hardened once more. “Oh Little Bitch, we aren’t nearly done yet. The moon is still out and I do feel quite thirsty again. After all, it is a full moon and we dwellers of the night tend to require a bit more to satisfy our urges,” A laugh resounded from his chest, louder than what you had heard before, “So stay still and don’t move too much, okay? We still have all night to enjoy ourselves~” … The night was as cruelly long. The pleasure, the pain, the fear, and the shame had turned into numbness. You could hardly feel his brutal thrusts nor the sharp sting of fangs entering your supple flesh over and over again. You could blame the detached empty feeling on blood loss or anemia maybe, but those internal excuses would only cover the truth. You were nothing more than a sacrifice laying naked and broken on the altar surface. By the time the morning light had come and dawn staked its claim over the land, you were completely and utterly alone. Golden rays of sunlight filtered its way through the cracked and dusty stained glass windows. Once holding beautiful depictions of angels rejoicing now looked like nothing but lies and empty promises. Just like the love he declared over and over again as he claimed your body. The sunlight which tangled its rays over your naked, marked flesh held no warmth. Your place of forgiveness tainted black by a carnal sin. You didn’t ask to fall from grace, you had begged for it. Begged a man, no, begged a devil to continue to ravage your innocence until nothing remained. Shame clouded your heart which still weighed heavy with your sin. Could God ever forgive you now?

In the balance -

/Masterpost/

Status - ONGOING (last updated 08.07.2022)

Pairing: Dark!Steve Rogers x reader

Warnings: non-con, dub-con, explicit sexual content, explicit language, smut, vaginal sex, oral (f and m recieving), anal fingering, praise kink, coercion, manipulation, explicit desciptions of violence, choking, graphic descriptions of blood, breeding kink, come kink, come play, forced pregnancy, depression, captivity, kidnapping (tags will be added along the way, but look at each chapter for spesific warnings), some very deppressive themes of psychological horror and manipulation. 

Summary: One unsuspecting evening, the stranger Steve Rogers appears bloodied and in need of aid at your doorstep. You immediately catch his eye, and he forces himself upon you within the hour. Several months of repeated visits from him results in your pregnancy, and the night you find out, Steve intereceps you on your way to an abortion clinic and kidnaps you to his mansion. Will you carry the child to term? Will you buckle under the pressure of capitivity? Will you escape the grasp Steve has on you, or will you submit to it and your own, conflicted desires?

Note: This started with a drabble (what is now Chapter 2 - To give you what you need) and continued after the amazing and exciting feedback I got. Now it has grown to a BEAST, and I’m really fascinated with the way things are developing. Thank you thank you thank you to all the amazing replies and comments and reblogs so far, it has truly inspired me!!! It’s so exciting reading your responses, so if you’d be so inclined, I’d loooove to hear your thoughts on the tale😍

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Chapter 1 - Taking what he wants

Chapter 2 - To give you what you need

Chapter 3 - Keeping you

Chapter 4 - Put

Chapter 5 - Off the deep end

Chapter 6 -

Chapter 7-

Chapter 8 -

Chapter 9 -

Chapter 10 -

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Crimson Blades Carry My Blood

A special fic request for @ironlady1993​​ as reward to her winning bid on me in the For the Fic Challenge! 

[Masterlist] | [AO3]

Characters/Pairings: Dark!Tony Stark/Dark!Stephen Strange X Reader, Dark!Steve Rogers X Reader

Warnings: rape/noncon, threesome, spitroasting, oral sex (male receiving), daddy kink, slight breeding kink.

Synopsis: You thought that they saved you from a man with ill intentions. But it soon comes to be that they’ve always had ill intentions of their own.

They only want to take care of you.

Chapter Length: 7,204 words

Author’s Note: Hi everyone! I apologize for the wait, but here is something for you! @ironlady1993​ I know that you wanted a little more, and I haven’t been able to fully complete that request, but I hope that this is okay! Maybe in the future I will do a part two! As for everyone else, I know people have been excited about Hunger, so I will start the next chapter! That will be the next update I post! 

You couldn’t stop twiddling your thumbs in wait, gnawing on your lip even more while you watched the quinjet hover over the landing pad just outside of the Avengers facility. Through the tall glass windows of the building, you watched from above as the blades of the flying copter settled to a stop and the Avengers finally exited the vehicle: first Tony, then Steve, and then the rest of them.

Tony decided for you to stay back at the base last minute. Just like he did the last time… And the time after that.

It seemed useless for you to even be an Avenger now, waiting behind for them to complete their mission while you sat dressed up in your own generic Avengers training suit. 

You came to the base after Clint found you in one of his solo missions. He was badly injured, and you used your supernatural abilities to heal his wounds. The Avengers recruited you in little to no time afterwards. And with no place you had called home before, it was only a matter of months before you made a family out of the heroes who took you in.

The sudden whoosh passed your ear, and you finally turned as Dr. Strange entered the room through his portal, letting it disappear quickly behind him.

“Stephen,” you sighed in relief as he approached you.

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18+

⋆ ★ You weren't even a fan, but here you were fucking the band's drummer in his tour bus. <3

Pairing: band!rafe x fem!reader

(a/n: posting this so y'all don't think I passed away😍😍😍 ps: I imagine rafe being a pouge in this. )

"For fuck sakes Cameron! Would'ja unlock the goddamn door?!" JJ, the bands guitarist struck the bus door as if it been his electric guitar.

"I'm coming, hold your horses!" Rafe yelled back, his voice muffled by the thick door. You could picture him rolling his eyes and a smirk playing on his lips. "Just giving our guest here the grand tour."

The bus fell silent for a moment--beside from the squelching slick of your cunt--and you could almost feel the confused glances being exchanged between JJ and Pope. Then, a loud groan reverberated through the door.

"You mean to tell me you brought a groupie on board? We have another show in a few hours, Rafe! This isn't the time for your extracurricular activities." Pope, their bassist, voice carried a hint of frustration and concern.

"Oh, shut up, Hayward. It's not what you and Maybank think," Rafe retorted, his hand still gripping possessively on your hip, his cock slotting in and out your sopping wet cunt. "Open the damn door and see for yourself!"

"It's locked you asshole!" You heard Pope quip, causing Rafe to laugh like the little shit he was.

"Oh yeah, guess you'll have to wait then!" Rafe shouted.

You wondered if they could hear you--the little whimpers that laced your lips at every rock of Rafe's hips--as you had heard them but actively decided to ignore them. 

"Rafe hurry up." you whined, tilting your head back to rest on Rafe's shoulder. "They're waiting."

"You think I give a shit about them waiting?" he asked you, his rocking movement stilling for a moment, and because you didn't want the pleasure to end, you quickly shook your head 'no.' 

Rafe had you bent over the tour bus dining table, your leg hitched upon the carbon steel, as he gave it to you from the back, repeatedly.

Your leather skirt and bra were bunched at your waist, and your shirt was on the ground somewhere. Rafe's impatience had torn the fishnets you had on earlier to shreds. 

You felt Rafe's hands grip your hips tighter, pulling you back onto him with each thrust. The table dug into your stomach, a contrast to the pleasure that pulsed through you.

The tour bus's windows had been tinted, but you could feel the eyes of the other band members on you, cupping their hands to the glass, but you didn't care. 

This was always how it was after a show for Rafe—the rush of performing, the need to let go, and the freedom of the open road, and the girls, girls, girls!

Rafe had realized he'd been a lucky man because every night after his band had done a set, there would be a queue of girls waiting to do whatever he said. 

He'd fucked girls in the East and the Midwest, and the South that had pretty decent pussy, but the girls in the West pussies never seemed to fail Rafe--like yours per se. 

Rafe breath was hot against your ear, his desire matching your own; Rafe almost wanted to kiss you. 

You pulsed around his cock at the sensation.

Fuck, did Rafe love your pussy, he really did.

"You'resofuckingwarm." Rafe words jumbled. 

Your cunt was the type of warmth you'd feel after being outside in the cold all day or, as Rafe imagined, the type of warmth you get from hugging a dead loved one, per se, like his mother. 

A moan escaped your lips as Rafe's tip hit a particularly sensitive spot, and you knew you were close.

The bus bounced slightly with each of Rafe's eager movements, a rhythm that matched the pounding in your chest.

The sight of your heart-shaped ass backing into Rafe's pelvis--equally as eager as him to reach your peak--almost made Rafe say, "fuck it." and let you make an honest man out of him. 

You wanted to prolong this moment, but the pleasure was too much.

"I'm close," you panted, your voice hoarse with need.

Rafe's response was a low growl, his hips snapping faster, driving you further towards the edge.

Rafe's hands then switched from gripping your hips to both his hands, palming your plush breast and forcefully pushing you back on his cock, causing the table to creak beneath your weight, the sound adding to the erotic symphony of the moment. 

And then, with one final, deep thrust, you cried out, your body shaking as pleasure washed over you.

"Ah, fuck." you panted. "Fuck." your head was spinning. It felt like someone had just put your brain in a blender, and pressed start--metaphorically speaking.

Rafe followed a hoarse groan tearing from his throat as he found his release, his cock twitching inside for every stride of his cum.

For a moment, you both stayed still, catching your breath. Then, with a soft laugh, Rafe pulled out and turned you to face him.

And you were pretty too?! Rafe had thought to himself, because this was the first time he ever really saw your face that wasn't in the dark bar light.

Rafe was glad that he hadn't been drunk or high in the moment, because he could see himself now getting down on one knee and popping the big question.

Rafe had watched you get yourself back together, he handed you you're discarded shirt on the floor, and then asked:

"Can I see you again?"

You took the shirt from Rafe, feeling a mix of emotions. On the one hand, you were flattered by his apparent attraction; on the other, you knew your personalities were likely incompatible. "I'm not much of a groupie," you replied with a small smile. 

Rafe couldn't help but burst out laughing at your response. "Well, I guess I'll just have to settle for this one unforgettable fuck then," he joked.

"Rafe it's just that--" you paused. "I know your type. You're the type to hit it and quit it, right? Leave girls once you get sick of them?"

"Funny, I didn't take you as a tabloid junkie. You shouldn't believe everything the magazines say, y'know?" Rafe said with that boyish charm of him--the same charm that landed you getting fucked in the back of his tour bus.

You laughed, a rich, full sound that surprised you both. "Fair enough," you conceded, slipping your shirt back on.

"But I'm serious, Rafe. I'm not looking for a fling, and I don't want to be another notch on your bedpost." You paused, considering your next words carefully. "I like you, and this was… incredible. But I'm not sure we're meant for anything more."

Rafe's face softened, and he took your hand in his. "Hey, I get it. I've got a reputation, and it's not exactly a good one." He squeezed your hand gently. "But maybe, just maybe, we could try something different? Something real?" His eyes searched yours, and you could see the sincerity in them.

You bit your lip, torn between your better judgment and the pull you felt towards this enigmatic man.

"Sorry, cowboy. My 'no playboys' policy is firm," you playfully jested, causing Rafe to flash a grin.

"Oh, really?" he responded, drawing you closer. "I suppose I'll have to sway your opinion then."

"I suppose you will."

And with that, time would tell if he could win you over or not.

the hills | s.h., e.m.

pairing: best friend!steve harrington x fem!reader | boyfriend!eddie munson x fem!reader

summary: eddie pops the question about having a threesome, and little do you know, he already has it all planned out.

warnings: SMUT (18+), minors DNI I BEG FR, she/her reader, marijuana use, sex while high, slight dubcon(?), oral (all receiving), dom!eddie, switch!steve, switch!reader, some male on male (kissing, groping), spitting, swallowing, dirty talk, doggy style, biting, hair pulling, spanking, degrading, praise, OVERSTIMULATION, edging, voyeurism, dacryphilia, p in v, creampie, unprotected sex (you know this, don't do it). lmk if i forgot anything!

word count: 4.9k

a/n: i am sweaty, i'm surprised i'm capable of such filth. i have a heavy dacryphilia kink if you all can't tell by now. also, i know the meaning behind the hills - the weeknd does not fit this at all, the beat is just sexy asf. a link to the instrumental is here to listen to while you read. ignore any mistakes my laptop likes to jumble sentences sometimes. anyway, enjoy!

gif not mine

last warning minors pls don't interact.

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"You can rinse now," Eddie offered after lathering your back with soap, making sure to squeeze your ass a few times in the process. You and Eddie showered together regularly since you spent most nights in his trailer. Eddie loved taking showers with you because he could save water and see you naked. Nearly every time Eddie sees you naked, he acts like it's his first time ever seeing you so vulnerable, admiring your figure completely.

You turned around, facing Eddie with your eyes closed while the water ran down your backside, rinsing the suds off of your gentle skin. Eddie washed himself first many minutes ago so he could tend to you. Pressing his right hand against your hip, his fingers gently digging into your skin to admire your body further, his tongue poking out of his mouth for a moment to lick his lips.

"You know..." he trailed off as you finished rinsing, wiping your eyes to meet his gaze. "I've been thinking."

"About?" you asked, unsure if you should feel concerned or not.

"I've been wanting to... spice things up, you know, in bed," he explained, earning a raised brow from you in amusement.

"How so?" you hummed, a smile spreading across your lips in excitement.

"How would you feel about bringing someone into the mix?" he questioned carefully, not wanting you to take it the wrong way. Your eyes widened at his suggestion. You'd never thought about having a threesome before. Eddie, on the other hand, thought about it consistently. In fact, he knew exactly who he wanted it to be: Steve.

Surprisingly, only Eddie and Robin seemed to notice how much Steve wanted you, and Eddie found him quite attractive. Even if Steve wasn't interested in Eddie, Eddie still wanted to experiment with Steve for you. It was always about you.

Eddie was very honest about his sexuality, especially with your friend group. Robin and Eddie's friendship became stronger when he came out to the group as bisexual, with you by his side to support him. Nancy was supportive as well, reassuring him that she didn't view him differently. Steve made sure that Eddie felt accepted by him, and their relationship grew stronger.

"I mean... I think it could be fun to try," you admitted, bending down to turn the shower off. A wave of relief washed over Eddie since he had already invited Steve over to hang out, to surprise you.

"Really?" Eddie grinned with a cocky smile, reaching for your towel, as well as his, from the towel rack on the wall. You nodded in response before accepting the towel from his hands to dry yourself off. Eddie left the bathroom to get dressed, leaving you in the bathroom alone.

Steve's timing was perfect, inviting himself into the trailer at the same time Eddie finished getting dressed. Eddie was lighting a freshly rolled joint as Steve entered his bedroom, greeting him.

"Hey, Eddie," Steve greeted, kicking his shoes off before making himself comfortable on Eddie's bed to relax since Eddie was sitting on his desk chair. Before Eddie could greet him back after exhaling a puff of smoke, you entered the bedroom with only your towel wrapped around your body to grab fresh clothes.

"Don't smoke it all without me," you whined, referring to the lit joint between Eddie's fingers. "I still need to brush my hair."

"You know I won't, darling," Eddie soothed, leaning back in his chair.

You didn't notice Steve at all as you made your way over to Eddie's dresser, your back turned to him as you grabbed one of Eddie's band shirts and a pair of your underwear. You obviously had clothes there since you spent the night so much, but you still wore Eddie's shirts to bed.

Steve's eyes slightly widened at the sight of you, taking in your appearance. Your hair was still damp, droplets of water streaking down your back. The towel was cheap and not that big, so if you had it an inch higher, he would've seen the bottom of your ass. Oh, your ass. The thought of it nearly made Steve palm his slowly growing bulge, but he quickly regained control of his thoughts before his eyes shifted to Eddie, who was staring at him with an open-mouthed smirk, his tongue in his cheek. Eddie was completely amused seeing Steve already getting weak for you, knowing that he wasn't prepared for what Eddie was about to propose.

Once you were back in the bathroom, not noticing Steve once, Eddie chuckled to himself. This quickly gained Steve's attention, who was about to speak, but Eddie beat him to it.

"You don't have to say anything, Harrington. I'm not blind," Eddie declared with a smirk, taking a drag from his joint.

"What are you talking about?" Steve questioned, playing dumb. He knew Eddie saw the way he was looking at you, becoming nervous.

"Hey, it's cool," Eddie taunted, his smirk never faltering as he raised his hands up in defense, the joint dangling between two fingers on his left hand. "I know my girl is hot."

"I..." Steve attempted to speak, cutting himself off.

"I notice things, Harrington," Eddie advised, standing from his chair to make his way over to the bed. "And you don't need to feel ashamed. In fact, today might be your lucky day."

Eddie finished his sentence as he sat on the edge of his bed beside Steve, who'd moved to sit up with Eddie. "What do you mean by that?" Steve asked, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion.

Eddie's cocky smile grew when Steve didn't attempt to deny his attraction towards you, answering with, "Have you ever imagined doing anything to her? What am I thinking, of course you have. Well let me tell you, her fucking face when she cums--"

Eddie cut himself off, playfully slamming his hand into his own chest, where his heart resided, "It changes you. You'll never want to stop."

Steve's cock twitched at Eddie's words, thinking about all of the possible things he would do to you to see that pretty face of yours while you're withering underneath him.

"Why're you doing this?" Steve asked, understanding that Eddie was fully aware of his attraction towards you.

"I'm not teasing you," Eddie assured, passing the joint to Steve. "I'm preparing you. Do you want to know what she feels like? What she tastes like? She's yours, lover boy." he said, gently squeezing Steve's right knee. Steve's prominent bulge answered Eddie's question in itself. Steve's eyes widened, about to reply as you made your way into the bedroom. Steve quickly folded his hands together and placed them on his crotch, slyly covering it. Both of the boys looked up at you, their conversation being cut short. From what Steve gathered, he had full permission to touch you, if you allowed it.

"Oh hey, Steve," you smiled, standing in front of the two, who were still sitting on the edge of the side of the bed. "I didn't hear you come in."

Clearly.

"Yeah, he just arrived," Eddie replied, grinning up at the other man. Steve playfully rolled his eyes at Eddie, turning to face you to hand you the joint after taking a hit. You thanked him and accepted it with a smile, taking a thick drag as you moved to stand directly in front of Eddie. "And... I think we found the one."

You exhaled the smoke from your lungs, staring down at Eddie, who was smirking over at Steve. You quickly caught on, feeling a twinge in your core at the thought. You were attracted to Steve, you couldn't deny that, which only made it better. Eddie's gaze shifted from Steve to what was right in front of him, your lower half. You weren't wearing the panties you grabbed from the dresser, having ditched them in the bathroom to surprise Eddie, initially. The silence wasn't awkward, mainly because all three of you had plenty on your mind. Eddie slowly ran his right hand up your thigh, underneath your shirt to palm your core, feeling your wetness damp his hand.

"She's ready," Eddie smirked, gently swiping his middle finger up your folds. "Fucking soaking for you, Harrington."

Already feeling high, a soft moan fell from your lips while your eyes fixated on Steve's. Steve was using every ounce of self control to not make a move, shifting in his spot as he held eye contact with you, watching your mouth gape in pleasure from Eddie's teasing finger. You glanced over at Eddie for permission, to which he nodded. You handed Eddie the joint before quickly getting onto the bed, pulling Steve's shoulder so he could follow your movements. You forced Steve onto his back, him gazing up at you in surprise from your needy body language.

"Are you sure about this?" You asked Steve, straddling his lap while grabbing his hands to press them against your hips, tracing gentle patterns into his hands with your thumbs as you held his hands in place. Steve's eyes were wide, dumbfounded that this was actually happening. All Steve could do was nod, and due to his obvious submissiveness at this point, you decided to tease him first.

You guided one of Steve's hands underneath your shirt, shuddering at the gentle touch of his cold fingers when they made contact with the far top of your thighs. Steve grunted, taking control himself to use his right hand to swipe a finger between your folds, wanting to confirm how wet you were. It made sense since you walked into the bedroom prepared to get fucked to begin with.

"You really are soaked," Steve hummed, his tongue poking out of his mouth to glide across his lips, wetting them.

Eddie smiled, crawling over to lay beside you and Steve on your left side, helping you tug your shirt off. You were completely bare underneath, having no reason to put on a bra at bedtime. "Gorgeous, isn't she?"

"Fuck," Steve moaned at the sight of your bare form, nodding as his clothed bulge ached against your core. All submissiveness Steve previously had was gone, grabbing your hips with force. "Sit on my face."

Your lips slightly parted, shocked at his words of order. Steve didn't give you time to answer, his strong grip on your hips aiding him in lifting you up enough for him to slide himself down the bed, his face right below your pussy. Nearly immediately, Steve slammed your hips down, forcing you down his face, causing you to release a loud gasp.

Eddie was chewing his bottom lip, palming himself through his tight skinny jeans as he watched Steve begin to devour you from the inside out. Steve licked a warm stripe between your folds before completely submerging his tongue inside, earning a loud moan from you. The view before him felt like a wet dream, it was the best experience he's had so far, just watching you ride Steve's face as Steve repeatedly poked his tongue inside of you, purposely avoiding your sensitive bud for now, wanting you to control him.

You slipped your fingers through Steve's hair, tightening the strands into your fist as you forced him to rock his head, quite literally face fucking him so he could give attention to your clit, flattening his tongue against it. Steve moaned against you, admiring how good you tasted, sending vibrations throughout your body, earning yet another beautiful moan from you.

"Fuck, keep doing that," you whispered, and Steve didn't hesitate, humming against your sensitive clit. Your body shook involuntarily from the contact, a string of curses falling from your lips. You were so distracted by Steve's skillful tongue that you didn't notice Eddie was now stroking himself, his cock out of the tight restraints of his jeans. You looked over at your boyfriend, moaning even louder than before at the sight of him pleasuring himself, his mouth hanging agape from his self induced pleasure.

You smiled at him cockily with your mouth hanging slightly agape in pleasure, fucking Steve's face with more force, causing Steve's teeth to gently nip your clit. Surprisingly, it felt good. Steve tried to bend his head back to look up at you and make sure you were okay, but was immediately cut off by you yanking his hair toward your cunt, forcing his mouth back on you. A groan from Steve's lips rippled through you from your dominance and he started to buck his hips in the air, craving some sort of physical attention on his throbbing member.

"You like the way his tongue feels, princess?" Eddie cooed, raising his free hand to squeeze your ass, his other hand continuing to slowly jerk himself off. You knew he didn't want you to aid him in pleasuring himself, since he would've been guiding your hand to him by now. He just wanted to watch you with Steve first.

"It feels so fucking good," you responded with a moan. Steve moaned against you in response to your praise and began to use his right thumb to rub gentle circles on your clit. His left hand still gripping your left thigh with such strength you were sure to wake up with fingerprint bruises. You began to feel the oh-so familiar knot begin to wind, insinuating that you were close. How could you not be? The way Steve would swirl his tongue inside you so skillfully like it was nothing was enough.

It was fair to see you all were now very high, the pot settling in enough for your senses and emotions to heighten. The weed made it easier for Steve to get comfortable, that's for sure. With his free hand, Eddie carefully ran his fingers down the side of Steve's thigh, waiting for a protest. When none was given, Eddie slowly trailed his fingers to Steve's tent, gently running his fingers over it. Steve shuddered in anticipation from the contact but never moved away from your pussy, his hooded eyes gazing up at yours. He didn't want to miss your face when you cum, Eddie's voice replaying in his head about how fucking hot you look when you reach your release. You and Steve were definitely having a moment, and Eddie didn't want to interrupt it, admiring it from beside the two of you.

"She's close," Eddie smirked, taking note of your facial expressions as he moved his hand away from Steve's crotch to roll your left nipple between his fingers, twisting it tenderly. Steve grunted in response, wanting to just yank you off of him and throw you underneath him so he could fuck the shit out of you. You threw your head back in pleasure, pretty moans rolling from your lips, feeling your release creeping up on you rapidly.

"Mm-mm," Eddie tsked, reaching up to grab a fistful of your hair, bending your head down to meet Steve's eyes. "Look at him."

Your mouth was hanging open in a beautiful 'o' and your eyes were nearly shut, unable to control them as you felt your climax reaching closer, and closer.

"I'm gonna cum," You admitted, your eyes never leaving Steve's. "I'm gonna fucking cum."

"Cum all over his mouth, babydoll," Eddie ordered in a deep voice, tightly massaging your left breast. "Let him feel you pulse around his tongue."

You followed your boyfriend's orders, your climax striking through you. Eddie was good at eating pussy, but the way Steve gave all of his attention to you, never looking away from you for a split second, it was a newfound satisfaction. Your thighs trembled on the sides of Steve's face, your eyebrows furrowed and raised as you let out the loudest moan yet, cumming on Steve's tongue. Steve felt like he was ready to bust then and there, because Eddie was right, your face when you came was an experience, to say the least.

Eddie grabbed your hips, lifting you off of Steve as you trembled above him. Steve licked his lips, craving the taste of you as you were removed from him. Eddie eased you onto your back, in between him and Steve, so Steve was now on your left side, and Eddie was on your right. Eddie's cock was throbbing, standing on its own even after he quit touching himself to move you.

"What'd I tell you?" Eddie chirped to Steve with a shit-eating grin before looking back down at your shaking form. "We're gonna take good care of you, okay, sweetheart?"

You slowly nodded in response, feeling hazy from your intense orgasm. You couldn't stop panting, feeling exhausted already.

"Steve's gonna fill you up first," Eddie stated with a cocky grin, glancing over at Steve for a quick moment. Steve matched eye contact with Eddie, grasping his bottom lip between his teeth. "And you're going to take me in your mouth. Can you do that, sweetheart?"

You nodded again, unable to get a word out just yet. You were desperate to pleasure both boys, no matter how much it would overstimulate you. You reached over to grab the hem of Steve's jeans, and he helped you unbutton them, sliding them off as well as his briefs shortly after. In the meantime, Eddie rearranged himself so he was sitting on his knees, preparing himself to face fuck you while Steve took you from underneath him. Eddie wrapped his fingers around your neck, forcing your head to the right to look at him.

"So fucking pretty," Eddie muttered, gently tapping the head of his cock against your cheek. Steve's member twitched at the sight of this, and he let out a low groan. Steve pumped himself a few times from beside you before moving to kneel between your legs, one of his hands slipping underneath your right knee to prop your leg up. Eddie grabbed your chin, pulling your bottom lip down with his thumb, and you obliged, opening your mouth wide for him and accepting him into your mouth. Just as Eddie completely filled himself in your mouth as far as he could, Steve slid his tip down your wet folds in a single stripe before slowly entering you.

"You feel so fucking good," Steve whimpered, filling you all the way until his hips were flush against the back of your thighs. He grabbed both of your thighs with his hands, his fingers digging into them as he slowly began to thrust. Steve's mouth opened wide in satisfaction as he felt your walls tighten around him from the compliment, and his hand collided with your ass. "Fuck, keep doing that, baby."

"What is she doing?" Eddie asked with a smirk, his fingers entangled in your hair to guide your face as you sucked him off. You obliged Steve's orders and continued to tighten yourself around his cock, causing him to thrust into you more deeply with every pound.

"She's- fuck- clenching around me," Steve uttered through his teeth over the slapping noises of his hips colliding with your skin.

You continued your work on Eddie's member, hallowing your cheeks around him as your tongue danced against his now-wet, velvety skin, moaning against him.

"You love the way Steve's cock feels? Of course you do, fuckin' moaning on my cock," Eddie hummed, bending your head slightly backward so he could see your eyes more clearly. You nodded, gazing up at your boyfriend with doe-eyes as you continued to work your magic. "Fuck, you know what you're doing."

You wished you could make this last forever, the only two boys you're insanely attracted to crumbling from your wet touch. Steve was slamming into you like his life depended on it, indulging in finally being able to show you how much he's been wanting you. Steve and Eddie locked eyes, completely engulfed in pleasure as they admired each other, their mouths agape. Eddie leaned over to wrap his fingers around the nape of Steve's neck, pressing their lips together. Steve instantly kissed him back with a hum, wanting to feel Eddie's lips ever since they started.

Soft grunts were erupting from Eddie as he bucked his hips to meet your head bobs, your warm cheeks and spit nearly throwing him off of the edge. He pulled away from Steve and quickly pulled out of your mouth, not wanting to cum just yet, roughly grasping your chin before leaning down to collide his lips with yours.

"I-I'm gonna cum," Steve warned, looking over at Eddie for further instructions as loose hairs bounced on his forehead with every thrust of his hips.

"Where do you want Steve's cum? Hm?" he hummed, pressing his fingers roughly into your cheeks to separate your jaws, forcing your mouth open so he could spit into it.

You swirled the spit around your mouth before swallowing it, answering, "I-In my mouth," you cried out, feeling the knot tightening in your lower half once again while Steve continued his skillful movements. Each thrust from Steve caused your body to jolt up, Eddie having to hold your face tightly so it wouldn't move with the rest of your body.

"You heard her," Eddie spoke, looking over at Steve. "Give the slut what she wants."

Steve eased himself out of your core, crawling up to lay beside you. You whined from the loss of contact on your cunt despite wanting Steve to cum in your mouth instead. You rolled over onto your stomach, shifting so you could rest between Steve's legs, his cock only inches away from your face. You instantly eased him into your mouth, moaning against his shaft from the taste. Steve threw his head back from the vibration, a throaty moan escaping his mouth. You fastened your pace, wanting Steve to reach his climax before it could disappear.

Eddie made his way to kneel behind you, roughly pulling you up to rest on your knees. He grabbed your wrists, pinning them behind you against your back. To help stabilize your upper half, Steve wrapped his hands around your face, holding your head up, so all you had to do was bob your head, not having to use extra strength to hold yourself up due to your hands being taken away.

"Just like that, baby," Steve praised, his eyes hooded. "You're doing so good."

The difference between Steve and Eddie in this moment was that Steve loved to praise, and loved receiving it, and Eddie loved degrading you while still making you feel loved.

"I'm-I'm," Steve stammered, using one of his hands to run his fingers through your hair, tightening your strands into his fist. Steve, overwhelmed with the feelings of euphoria, was not able to warn you before hot strings of cum shot to the back of your throat. You continued to suck him off through his orgasm, causing his body to shake uncontrollably. You swallowed, slowly pumping your head to help him ride out his orgasm. Eddie pumped himself before pressing his tip against your folds, teasing your entrance.

"Oh, fuck," You moaned after pulling Steve's out of your mouth, glancing behind you to make eye contact with Eddie. Once your eyes met Eddie's, he forced himself completely into you, your walls wrapping around him tightly, earning another loud moan from you. The force of his thrust caused you to jerk forward, your face nearly smashing into Steve's stomach.

"Move up," Eddie ordered harshly, wrapping his free arm, that wasn't holding your wrists, under your stomach to lift you and force you forward so you were directly above Steve, your face inches above his. Steve's legs were now closed so you and Eddie could straddle them comfortably.

Eddie's grip on your wrists was strong, and hurt a little bit, but it only heightened what you were feeling. Pure bliss. Steve gazed into your eyes as you moaned, your breaths hitting his lips as your mouth hung open involuntarily.

"Does he feel good, baby?" Steve cooed, wrapping his right hand around the backside of your neck, his left hand stabilizing you on the side of your throat.

"Mhm," You moaned, clenching your walls around Eddie.

"Fuck. You dirty bitch," Eddie seethed, harshly slapping your ass with his free hand. The slap caused you to yelp into Steve's mouth, who cooed at you, pressing gentle kisses on your jaw. "She knows how to drive a man crazy," he grunted to Steve.

"Harder," you begged with a choked sob, arching your back to give Eddie a better view of your ass. Eddie slapped it once more, surely leaving a mark. He let go of your wrists to grab your hips and forcefully slam into you at an ungodly pace. Sounds of wet skin slapping together and moans were the only thing filling the room.

"Is this what you want?" he grunted between pants.

"Oh my god, oh my god," was all you were able to cry out, finally able to stabilize yourself with your hands, which you placed on the bed above Steve's shoulders.

"Kiss me," you begged down at Steve, barely above a whisper as you stared into his now soft eyes. Steve obliged, colliding his lips against yours. He felt your wet cheeks caused by your tears of extreme overstimulation throughout the evening, gently swiping your tears with his thumbs as your lips melted on each others.

Eddie felt himself nearing his orgasm, wanting to make sure you came with him, he reached to grab a fist full of your hair, yanking you so your back was flush against his chest. You yelped from the sudden force, arching your back to press your ass deeper into him. Eddie wrapped an arm around your chest, holding you tight against him as he fucked up into you. With Steve, you were completely different. He was soft and you enjoyed dominating him, but when it comes to Eddie, you're a total servant.

"Fuck!" you squealed, feeling your orgasm creeping to the edge. "I'm gonna cum! Please, please--"

"Not yet," Eddie growled in your ear, his gaze moving to meet Steve's. From the sight, Steve was fully prepared to start jacking himself off, and he did, despite just experiencing an intense orgasm. Steve wrapped his hand around his member, slowly pumping the velvety skin while his eyes remained glued on Eddie's. "Steve likes the show. We gotta hold on for him, okay?"

It had to of been at least an hour now of you getting fucked senseless by the two. You felt way more than overstimulated, squealing when Eddie reached down to play with your clit, rubbing flat circles. He was taunting you, knowing you were prepared to cum as soon as you got his permission. With Eddie's free hand, he reached out for Steve's free hand, lacing their fingers together so they could touch each other while the three of you prepared to orgasm in sync.

"I can't hold on much longer," you cried, tears continuing to roll down your cheeks. You felt numb, your skin feeling hot as you tried your best to hold it in. Steve and Eddie's moans were in sync, the two sharing a familiar look, insinuating that they were going to cum.

"Fucking cum. Cum all over me, baby," Eddie ordered. You nearly screamed as you released onto Eddie's cock, your body shaking involuntarily as you threw your head back onto Eddie's shoulder, your mouth wide open.

The sight of Eddie fucking you senseless through your orgasm, as well as your expressions, instantly threw Steve over the edge, and he let out the most beautiful string of moans as hot spurts of cum shot in the air, landing on his fist as he continued to jerk himself. The sight of Steve and feeling you twitch around him brought Eddie to his climax as well, uttering curse words as he shot his load into you. He made sure to push himself completely inside you to avoid any of it slipping out of your cunt as he pumped himself through his high.

All three of you were panting messes, especially you. Eddie eased himself out of your entrance to lay you down on the bed beside Steve, on your back.

"Are you okay, sweetheart?" Eddie asked, easing himself next to you on your right so you were between the two, knowing that he possibly got too ahead of himself a couple minutes ago.

You slowly nodded, very slowly, barely even nodding from how exhausted you were. Eddie looked up at Steve, who gave him a small smile. The three of you together, it felt... right. That's what the two boys were thinking. You, on the other hand, couldn't think about anything. Your brain was fuzzy, needing a moment to recover. Before you knew it, you were fast asleep without warning.

"I think we drained her battery a little too much," Steve noted, gently rubbing his index finger down your jawline. Eddie glanced from you to Steve, a small smile forming on his lips.

"I know we're a little past the whole 'I know you like my girlfriend' thing... but, we both like you," Eddie admitted, gaining Steve's surprised attention. "A lot. And... if you would like to stick around..."

"You mean..." Steve trailed off, wanting to make sure they were on the same page.

"All three of us. Together," Eddie explained, softly petting your head as his eyes locked with Steve's again.

Steve nodded, "I would love that."

if you would like a part two let me know in the comments or ask box, and lmk what you would like to be added!

Incorrect Steddie 7/?

“ she said she was struggling with her anatomy homework, so i offered to help! ”

໒꒰ྀི∗ɞ̴̶̷ ·̮ ɞ̴̶̷∗꒱ྀིა .*･｡ﾟ⌒ medical student!suguru geto x f!reader / nsfw — mdni / pillow humping / oral (m -> f) + fingering + snowballing / praise + petnames / raw sex / slight breeding + creampie / dacryphilia / dedicated 2 ma resident sugu luvrs @atsumeii @getosbunny @shadowsorceress / 1.6k wc ♱ masterlist.

med student!suguru, who you'd met in ANAT 2LL3— your human anatomy course— and garnered feelings for almost instantly. with his long black hair often kept up in a bun, pretty eyes that turned crescent-mooned whenever he flashed you that infectious smile of his, and a deep laugh that had your heart beating in your abdomen, it was hard not to. as shameful as it made you feel— it was especially hard not to grind your bare cunny down against your pillow at the thought of his soft pink lips on your clit and his silver-clad fingers knuckles deep inside your walls, the baritone rumbling of his voice playing in your mind on loop distracting you from your studies and keeping you up far too late at night.

med student!suguru, who took quite a liking to you too— to the shy smiles you’d send him whenever he caught your gaze, to the slight peek of your tongue pushing past your lips as you'd furiously scribble down notes in lecture, to the coquettish lilt in your voice whenever you’d greet him by that cute nickname you gave him—but it’s the way you meekly tug on his shirt and bat your lashes at him that sends his brain into overdrive. he knows you’re just trying to get his attention, but the act of your fingers grappling at his sleeve and whining out that you need his help evokes some carnal desire in him that makes him want to break you; to break you and then baby you, kissing the tears off your cheeks as he tells you just how good you’re being for him.

med student!suguru, who, after hearing you tell him how worried you are for the final exam, offers to study with you— his warm palm a reassuring grip on your thigh and voice honeyed when he asks, “why don’t you let me take some stress off of you?”

med student!suguru, who invites you to his dormitory to study, and it’s when he pats down the empty space on his bed next to him that you realize you may not get much studying done tonight. everything goes smooth sailing at first— he’s coaxing cute giggles from you when he draws skeletons over your hand and up your arm to help you memorize the name of each bone, ligament, tendon, and muscle— but his marker is quick to get replaced by the tips of his fingers when he gets to your neck, the cold tips of his digits sending chills down your spine as they leave lingering touches across your collarbone and down your sternum.

med student!suguru, who keeps his mauve irises locked onto the way your lashes flutter and your lips part as he calmly palms your breast, the pad of his thumb innocently skimming over a pebbled nipple through your thin shirt. his ministrations have you keening into his touch, soft whines escaping your throat as your thighs squeeze shut and a fire begins to burn in the pit of your stomach. a single, hushed "please" falls from your lips onto his ears, and it's all he needs to hear before his mouth latches onto your neck, kisses and licks followed by mutters of the names of each artery and vein that lie under the supple skin there heating up your insides.

med student!suguru, who skips eight chapters worth of testable content when he jumps from structural to female reproductive anatomy. his fingers make hasty work to pull off his hoodie as his lips travel south, leaving dark bruises along his trail until he reaches the waistband of your skirt and his torso is bracketed in between your legs. his eyes scan over your face, and god, you look so pretty from this angle— with your bottom lip trapped between your teeth and restless fingers bunching up the cotton fabric by your side, cunny clenching around nothing in a search for something to alleviate the tension building up in your core. and before you know it, suguru's getting on his elbows and placing the backs of your knees atop his shoulders, balmy palms running the far-too short skirt you were wearing up your thighs to bunch up at your waist.

med student!suguru, who can smell the arousal emanating off of you when he’s greeted by your now soaked, panty-clad cunny in front of his face. his lips are puckered up against the swell of your clit over the damp fabric, the edges curving into a smirk when desperate mewls and choked breaths fall onto his ears. he’s quick to heed your inarticulate requests, deftly pushing your panties to the side with his index and middle fingers, running them up and down your folds to collect the milky essence that’s started to seep out of you. entranced by the stringy strand of residue that connects the pads of his fingers to your clit when he pulls back— he replaces them with his nose as he gently prods the swollen nub, lips grazing over your slick warmth, “gonna let me have a taste of you, pretty girl?”

med student!suguru, who, after hearing your drawn-out whines of agreement, wastes no time in pressing his tongue flat against your drooling hole and licking a long, slow stripe from the base all the way up to your clit— anatomy notes long forgotten as they get shuffled off the bed. he watches through hooded eyes at the way your lips twist and contort to release breathy moans of his name— the neediness lacing your voice sending cold flames up his body. a tease is what he is, the deliberate strokes of his tongue sheathed in your cunny driving you up the walls as you grapple with the dark roots of his hair trapped in between your fingers, losing all sense of sanity as you feel the burning in the pit of your stomach start to grow unbearably hot.

med student!suguru, whose cock twitches and heart swells at your tiny, broken whimpers of, “wanna cum— wanna cum on your cock, sugu’”. he grins at the realization of how you have him wrapped so tightly around you finger, pulling away from your leaking cunny almost immediately when your words fall onto his ears. he admires the thin sheen of sweat covering your half-bare frame as he leans back on his haunches and pulls his cock out of his slacks, letting it slap up against your abdomen— thumbs pressing down on the tip where it meets your skin, “look how deep you can take me, doll… gonna fill you up nice ‘nd tight.”

med student!suguru, who kisses you deeply after eating you out, tossing the remnants of your slick from his tongue onto yours while he eases his length inside your slick cunny. his cream-stained fingers wipe away the tears that pool at the corners of your eyes before they have the chance to spill over your lash line and he dotes on you, sweet praise whispered into your ears about how beautiful you look with your glazed-over eyes, how good your walls feel around him, how you’re an angel on earth— but it all goes past your head as the only thing you can make out behind your wracked sobs is suguru speaking in tongues.

med student!suguru, whose hands are gentle on your face, but whose hips tell a different story. his thrusts begin slow and calculated, drawing you out to your limits before you begin to claw at his back and your body breaks into trembles beneath him. and then he’s rocking and grinding into your cunny almost dizzyingly fast, the bulbous head of his cock prodding the one spongy spot inside you that makes you burst in no time— arousal coating his groin while your walls clamp down on him and keep his full length locked in place, “you hear that? your greedy lil’ cunt’s suckin’ me in so good— fuck— she’s all mine, yeah?”

med student!suguru, whose stomach twists at your broken cries and the mindless, almost incomprehensible words that leave your lips— the sheer girth of his cock leaving you feeling full— too full to think straight. suguru thinks he's doing okay, thinks he can hold out for a while longer, but when you begin to babble "cum in me, cum in me, cum in me—" repeatedly, as if it were some mantra— the thin rope of restraint keeping him together snaps before he's able to realize it. he empties his load inside your womb with erotically slow thrusts, savouring every drag of your wet walls along his twitching cock as he's milked dry.

med student!suguru, who pulls your lace panties back up your legs after he’s done, eyeing the slowly growing wet patch on your crotch— a result of his thick seed seeping out of you, little dribbles of it dripping down your thighs. before he has a chance to lick it off, you reposition yourself on your elbows and knees in front of him; he watches, bewitched by the slight wiggle of your hips as you arch your back and wrap your palm around his still-hard cock, sucking in air at how it jumps at your touch. his head lolls back as you bring his tip to your pouty lips, thumbing off the final beads of cum that sit atop his slit, and he thinks the next words you say— seemingly unconniving and innocent— are enough to send him tumbling into another orgasm, “can you teach me male reproductive anatomy next?”

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Doll

Paring: Dark Steve Rogers x chubby reader/reader

Rating: 18+

Genre: dark, smut

Warnings: fingering, edging, overstimulation, spanking, unprotected sex ( please don't ever do this guys), breeding kink, nipple play (this is all?)

Synopsis: The guy you fell in love with changed into someone else that nobody expected him to be.

Note: I am back with my shitty writing. Hope you all like this!!(💀). This is my first fic with Steve so please no hate! ( SORRY FOR ANY GRAMMATICAL MISTAKE AND SPELLING MISTAKE)

You woke up feeling dizzy and your head was pounding but you knew there is no way out. Your hands and legs were tied with rope, you tried getting out of them but moving made your hands and legs hurt because of how much tight they were. "Fucking let me go" you screamed but there was no one who was listening to you. You don't know where it went all wrong because the man you started to like changed into someone else.

FLASHBACK

"Sir you called?" There were not many times your boss called you in his office but whenever he did it was always an important talk. "Ms y/n I need you to guide somebody who will be here in few minutes, if you do this job then you will get a salary raise" he said while leaning back on his chair "but sir why me?" You asked "because you are one of my favourite employer" you knew that was lie but anyways you said yes because who doesn't want more money.

"Sorry I am a little bit late because of the traffic" he came in office hurriedly, he was tall, handsome, beefy and looked so strong. "Fuck he is hot" you said in your mind. You didn't know you were staring till your boss called you "Ms y/n!" You flinched "yes sir" you replied "I called you many times" he say with a little bit of angry tone "sorry sir I must have missed that" that guy was staring at you and it was making you nervous "so meet Mr Steve Rogers and Steve this is y/n y/n/l" Steve Turned and forwards his right hand for a handshake which you took  nervously.

"Hello Ms y/n/l" Steve said shaking your hand "hello Mr  Rogers" you greet him back and take your hand back "so y/n I want you to guide him and he will be under you from now on" "sure sir" you replied.

"Hey so y/n can you show me your office" he asked shyly "sure we are going there" you said with no emotion because this whole deal was giving you bad vibes. Slowly slowly time went and Steve made you feel comfortable with him, he was flirty but sweet always helping you and making you blush everytime. You didn't know you were falling for him till one month got over and Steve had to go to his own office and had to do his own work.

You tried to forget him but it was hard because you were in love with him and it was hard to get over him when he always stoped at your office and gave you coffee and talked sweet to you. One day you didn't talked to him and next he was at your doorstep "why are you fucking avoiding me y/n?" He asked furiously "fuck because I like you and I can't see you talking with another women like you talk with me!" You scream while hot tears were falling out of your eyes.

END OF THE FLASHBACK

This all you remember last because when you opened your eyes you were tied down in this room. All you knew that the person who brought you here is Steve.

"Let me go!" You scream while crying "no no yet doll" Steve say while barging in through the door "I knew you were behind all this, say what do you want from me, why am I here!" You scream at him "firstly don't fucking scream and secondly you are mine that's why I brought you here so that nobody else can get you because you are M.I.N.E" he screams back at your face while holding your jaw tightly "let go of me, you are hurting me" your tears is what made him let go of your jaw "don't cry doll" he said patting your head softly.

"I will free you but you have to promise me that you will not do anything, promise me" he takes out his cutter to cut the ropes. You were so scared that no voice was coming out of your mouth "PROMISE ME!" He screams "yes yes promise I won't do anything!" You were crying hard while trying to not to sob because you don't want him to get angry "good girl" he said while cutting the ropes.

"Come with me doll, I will help you see our room" he takes your hand in his which made you flinch "our room?" You asked slowly "yes our room, you are mine and I don't want to be away from my doll" he was smiling while saying this which made you want to throw up. "This is our room princess" he says showing you around, the house was pretty big and well furnished and everything in this house looked expensive.

"Would you mind if I go and take a shower?" You asked him slowly "of course princess I will  come back in 15 and yes your clothes are in that cupboard" he said pointing at the cupboard. You go in the bathroom and wait a little bit so he thinks you are removing your clothes and then you start the shower and try to find a way out, you found an small window in the bathroom that was enough for you and you try to break it but when you were trying to open it suddenly there was a hand  around your neck from behind "doll what are you doing? I thought you promised me that you won't do anything" Steve said turning you around and backing you till your back was touching the wall.

You were crying hard now while trying to break free from his hand around your neck "y-you are h-hurting m-me!" You cried out but that only made Steve push you more into the wall "fucking answer! Why did you try to run away from me!" He said furiously while losing his hand around neck, you were panting and crying "I am s-sorry" you said. He hugged you suddenly and starts to pat your head "it's ok princess never do this again, i brought you here because I love you so much" you hugged him back while crying.

You knew you were never going to get out of this house because everytime you tried doing something Steve was always there to hurt you, so you stopped. "Babygirl come here I want to show you something" you were sitting in your room reading a book because you are not allowed to touch any electronic gadgets and if you do he has cctv cameras everywhere "coming" you replied half heartedly. "See I got you an cute choker" he shows you the choker and my doll was written on it "come here I want you to wear this everytime" he said pulling you towards him "sure" you can't say no, you know better than that. This what steve have taught you that you can never say no to him or you do then it will be a big problem for you.

The clothes you have or weared were not normal it was always like where your thighs were on full display or your butt was on display or sometimes your pussy on display. You didn't know where he got all this from and whenever you ask him about this he would always say "doll you are my whore and whores don't wear normal clothes". You slowly were transforming into his little slut.

You knew that you have to live in this house till your death and you can't even do anything about it.

"Doll one of my friend is coming at our house and I want you to sit in this room till I call you. Do you understand?" He asked "ok" all you said before sleeping on your bed. You woke up by hearing two men talking and you knew one was steve and another one was his friend but you didn't care about them. "Where is my book" you said with irration, you have been searching your favourite book but it's nowhere to be found and suddenly you remember that you forget it on the kitchen table.

You were thinking about the way you can get there because living room is in the centre between kitchen and your room. You open your door and try to sneak in the kitchen and you succeed but coming back you accidentally pushed the table and it made a loud noise making steve and his friend look at you.

"You didn't tell me you have a girl at your house" his friend asked him, he was angry you can see and can hear it in his voice too "go inside y/n" he said in his rough voice which made you shiver with fear. You go in your room and sit on your bed trying to think the consequences because his before punishments were not good.

"I told you to fucking sit in this room didn't I?!" He came in the room by opening the door with a thud "yes master" he likes when you call him master so you are gonna use it "then why did you misbehave" he asked coming closer "I-I wanted my book and it was out in the kitchen" you said nervously to him "I don't care about that damn book, when I tell you to do something then you have to do it" he said as he bends down to your eye level. You are sacred because of the way his eyes looks at you.

"Now I need to give you punishment so that you can remember this" he stands you up by grabbing your left arm, the grip was so tight that it may leave his hand imprints. He goes and sits on the bed while staring at you "undress yourself" you stood there trying to give him puppy eyes because it always works "NOW!" You flinched on his voice "y-yes master" once you were fully naked he pats his lap and you go and sit in his lap "my beautiful baby, I don't want to give you punishment but you deserve it" he said caressing your butt.

He was roaming his hands and caressing your whole body the way your old steve would do, for once you felt happy because the soft touches was making you think that maybe your steve is back "fucking hot" he said making you come back in the reality. No way he is your steve your steve won't give you any kind of punishment.

"Lay down" you can see the way his eyes are more dark now and that sacred you so you do has he says "good girl" you don't know why but his praise gave you a little confidence. He hovered above you, kissing you hard while gripping your thighs tightly. He broke the kiss "I am gonna ruin you" he kisses you back hardly and bites your lip a little making you groan because of the pain.

"Open you legs doll" you open them for him "fucking dripping for me" he said kissing your pussy lips which made you shiver, his tongue circling your slit while his hands massaging your breasts, his dark eyes staring at yours. His tongue was making you go insane but you wanted more, he was ignoring your clit while giving his full attention to your slit. You thought that he will come there eventually but he didn't and it was making you frustrated. You are close so close but you want more and he was not giving it to you, your hips were shivering because you are so close but you can't cum. You were crying by now "please please master let me cum please" you cried out, begging him to make you cum "you can't cum doll this is your punishment" you were shaking  because being so close but not able to cum and it made you sensitive.

"Please please stop I can't" you said pushing him off your pussy but instead of getting over he inserts his two digits into you making you arch your back and moan hard "yes just like that doll, moan out aloud" he said increasing his speed still ignoring your clit "fuck- Please please more" you begged him "no doll" he said slowing his pace feeling your near "NO no!" You were sobbing by now, you thought acting natural will make you cum but no "you wanna cum doll? Then fucking apologise" he said increasing his pace "I-i am so sorry I won't misbehave again I am so sorry master" you say while sobbing.

"Good girl" you smiled on his praise because you were going to cum while your tears where pouring from your eyes. He takes his other hand digits and starts to circle your clit "fuck yes thank you master thank you" you were a moaning mess because you got everything you wanted "please don't stop I gonna cum" you were sensitive but you wanted to cum so bad "cum my pretty doll, mine fucking doll" you clenched hard on his fingers "fuck it's sucking me in". You cummed hard while screaming making you arch your back and seeing white behind your eyes  "yes yes thank you master" you cried out, you were shivering because of the after shocks but you don't know why but you loved it.

"Suck" he gave his fingers to you to suck and you did because you were starting to like being his slut, no you loved it.  he took his fingers out of you sucking his own fingers while staring at your eyes which made you close your thighs together.

He starts to undress himself and once he was done you look at his big cock, tip red and standing proudly. You moan out seeing his cock "I know you like it doll" he said rubbing his dick up and down. "On your stomach doll" your ass was on full display for him which made him spank you "count" he said spanking you hard which made you buldge forward "one" and it didn't stop till you were on "ten" you were crying in the pillow because of the pain you felt but at the same time making you drip "my good doll" he said caressing your ass.

Without any information he inserts his cock into you making you both moan hard "so fucking tight" he groans not giving anytime he starts to pound into you making you cry in pleasure "my little perfect princess" he said spanking your ass which was already red "fuck-" you moaned. He takes your collar from back making you sit up back touching his chest "take my cock like a slut, like my slut" he whispers in your ear while pounding you from behind.

After few more thrust he changes the position into you on the top and him under you "fucking ride me doll" you were tired but you did as he said jumping on his dick making it hit places which made you see stars "yes yes just like that baby just like that" he said throwing his head back "m-master" you moaned out throwing your head back too which steve took the chance and starts to suck on your neck leaving hickeys here and there while you ride him. Slapping and sucking your boobs as they bounce "so huge" he said before sucking on your right nipple while playing with the other.

He starts to circle your clit while roaming his other hand on your back which made you cry and shiver "please please" you didn't know what were you begging for "yes doll fuck-"  he grabbed your hair from back pulling you towards his mouth and kisses you hard till you were out of breath  "gonna cum huh? I can feel it" you attached your forehead with him because you were tried and he felt it too so he took control again changing position into him on the top of you "fucking cum doll, squirt everywhere come on" he groaned feeling close as well.

"Yes yes please cum in me please"you pulled him close to you, he was thrusting in inhuman pace while circling your clit "yeah gonna cum deep in you, having this belly full of my babies yes would love that so much" he groaned thinking your full belly "yes yes oh my God" you cummed hard again squirting everywhere making you feel euphoric.

After few more thrust Steve groaned while cuming hard deep in you making your pussy twitch. Steve lays next to you while you both try to catch  your breathe. After few minutes he sat up and removes his cock from you making his and your cum drip down from your pussy "fuck" he said out aloud while inserting his cum back in your pussy "keep it in doll, this gonna be full soon" he said caressing your stomach.

You loved being his doll, his slutty doll and he loved you the same which made you surrender to him. You were brainwashed by him into his doll and you loved it.

Steve, to Dustin: Just pretend you don't care and they'd go nuts for you, the chicks dig it

Dustin, unimpressed: Uhuh yeah sure

-a few weeks later-

*Eddie, rambling to Steve about metal while Steve drives and Dustin sitting in the back*

Steve, uninterested:

Eddie: Are you, are you even listening to me dude?

Steve, shrugs: I was but I honestly don't really care dude

Eddie, malfunctioning:

Dustin: Holy shit