What if you replaced one word from every band name with nugget.. *Imma let these sit here* 🤔
Bring Me The Nugget
Pierce the Nugget
My Nugget Romance or My Chemical Nugget
Panic! At the Nugget or Nugget! At the Disco
Nugget Veil Brides
Sleeping with Nuggets
Too Close to Nugget
Nugget For Hire
Of Mice & Nugget
Nugget in Reverse
Motionless In Nugget
New Year’s Nugget
The Wonder Nugget or The Nugget Years
Arctic Nugget or Nugget Monkeys
Nugget of God
Nine Inch Nugget
A Nugget to Remember
All Time Nugget
Dance Nugget Dance
Ice Nugget Kills
Twenty One Nuggets
Crown the Nugget
Cage the Nugget
Moose Nugget or Nugget Blood
You Me at Nugget
Bowling for Nugget
Memphis Nugget Fire or Memphis May Nugget
We Are The Nugget Crowd
Florence and the Nugget
Two Nugget Cinema Club
All American Nugget or All Nugget Rejects
Red Hot Nugget Peppers
Guns N’ Nuggets
BABYNUGGET or NUGGETMETAL
The Pretty Nugget
The Nugget Massacre or The Birthday Nugget
Blue Nugget Cult
This Wild Nugget
Nugget For My Valentine
Never Shout Nugget
Nugget is Dead or Chilvary Is Nugget
Frank Iero and the Nugget
Dead or Nugget
Nugget Leppard or Def Nugget
Foo Nuggets or Nugget Fighters
Foster the Nugget
Nugget Town or Ghost Nugget
Thirty Seconds to Nugget
Hands Like Nuggets
Nugget Eat World or Jimmy Eat Nugget
As Nugget Is
ONE OK NUGGET or NUGGET OK ROCK or ONE NUGGET ROCK
Request: jerome smut? where he gets incredibly jealous where it gets to the point where he kills the guy right in front of you thats been flirting with you all night? and then ends with angry passionate s m u t ?
Ahh I can’t believe this is happening! We never go out on a date! I jump up and down excited and curing my hair. I slip into my tight royal blue dress and accompany it with my black pumps.
I slide down the railing of the stairs to where Jerome waits in a nice outfit. “Looking handsome my man!” I say kissing his cheek. “And you look…delicious my doll!” He growls in my ear and kisses my neck biting it lightly. “Shall we?” Jerome asks a he opens the door for us to exit.
We make one of J’s henchmen drive us to the club. We walk in and I instantly feel my body moving to the music. “Dance with me J!” I say and attempt to pull him to the floor with me.
He scoffs and pulls his arm away. “I don’t know honey. You know this.” I cross my arms and pout slightly. “Fine.” I say and go by myself.
I sway my hips and make eye contact with J every second. I feel a body press up against me and pull my hips against theirs. Obviously a male. I turn around and smirk knowing this will make J angry. “What’s a nice girl like you doing in a place like this?” He whispers to me; the sent of alcohol clear in his breath.
I grind up against him and smile at J. “Buy me a drink and maybe I’ll tell you.” The man looks me up and down and immediately leads me to the bar getting me a drink.
I look over once again to the booth Jerome is at. He just sits there sipping his whiskey and watches me like a hawk. Even when someone is talking to him. He still keeps his eyes on me.
The man passes me my drink and sits down at the bar. “So you gonna tell me now baby girl?” I giggle and take a swig of my drink loving the burning sensation moving its way down my throat. “Well you see that man over there? He look familiar to you?” I point the mans line of sight to Jerome who is talking to someone.
The mans mouth opens and his eyes go wide. “J-Jerome? The Jerome?” I shrug my shoulders. “He likes to be called Joker by the ones who fear him.” “Why would you be with him?” “He shows me a good time. Really gets me going.”
The man scoffs and grabs my ass pulling me closer. “I bet I could show you a better time.” Suddenly a glass flys between us and smashes on the wall.
The giggle of my sweetheart is heard a foot away making me smile. “Oh do you? You think you can get my little doll going more then I could huh? Think you can make her scream?” Jerome asks getting into the man drunken face. “N-no sir.” He stutters.
Jerome puts his hand behind his ear in a dramatic manner. “What was that? A man who thinks he’s better then me and a fibber? Hmm looks like we got to do something about that…well then.” Jerome immediately shoot the man in the head and laughs.
Jerome puts the gun under my chin lifting my head up. “Now you. What am I going to do to you (y/n)? Punishment has got to be presented, but not here.” Jerome snaps his fingers at his henchmen. “Bring the car around back. Then walk home. We’re gonna be a while.” Jerome says and drags me out the back entrance where the car now waits.
He opens the back door. “Get in baby.” I cross my arms. “And if I don’t?” I ask. Jerome puts his hand round my throat and the gun to my head. “Then you know what will happen. Now listen to me and get in.”
I gulp scared. He’s never threatened me to that extent before. Never has he had me at gun point. I crawl in the back followed by Jerome. “Touch yourself.” He says still pointing the gun at me.
Somehow I felt a little more aroused then I should be. Still scared out of my mind, but still turned on.
I’m never allowed to touch myself. One of Jerome’s rules. I spread my legs for him to see I’m not wearing any panties. “You naughty girl.” He breathes out and runs his own hand over the bulge in his pants.
I slip my hand down to my pussy and rub a single finger up and down my slit spreading the wetness. I proceed to slip a finger inside myself and pump slowly getting a rhythm started.
I add another finger and play with my clit throwing my head back in pleasure. “Oh baby. Look at you.” Jerome laughs and rips the top half of my dress open to revile my breast.
He starts to toy with them as I bring myself closer to release. “Does that feel good doll? Do you like playing with yourself?” I moan and nod my head. “Yes. It feels so good.”
Jerome lowers he head and removes my fingers from my pussy replacing them with his own. He sucks on my clit knowing how sensitive I am there.
I grab his hair and tug at it. “Ah Jerome!” I throw my head back. “Turn around. Hands and knees love.”
I do as he says and I feel the tip of him running up and down my soaked slit. “What do you want baby?” “I want you to fuck me Jerome.” He giggles and slides in roughly.
He doesn’t waste time. He pounds into my as hard as he can bringing me close to the edge. “Who’s are you? Hm? Scream it!” “Yours Jerome!” I moan out.
Jerome pulls my hair back and thrust into me at an angle where I’m ready to cum. “YOURS! IM YOURS!” I scream as we both cum.
Jerome brushes my hair out if my face and kisses my cheek. “That’s right baby.” He says into my ear.
Hey, friends! Looking to go on a following spree! If you post about any of the following, like this status please and thanks! OR REALLY ANY POP PUNK BANDS. I’m also looking for new bands to listen to. Shoot me an ask if y’all have recommendations.
Not being able to hold back the pleasure built up inside of me any longer, I let out a loud moan the second Thomas reattached his lips on my pulse point and nibbled on it. His chest pushing up against me rubbed my back on the wall and his fingers lightly grazed me over my soaking wet panties, sending excited shivers down my spine. My entire body was begging for more of him, but I knew that we wouldn’t have enough time out here to have sex and make it back.
“Thomas, we need to go back to the glade.” I tried, but he didn’t stop what he was doing. Instead he just pushed my panties to the side with his fingers. “We still have to map out what we saw before we forget it and it gets dark.”
“We’re not gonna forget.” He hummed against my neck, his voice vibrating my skin.
“Babe, we don’t have time for sex.” I disagreed, but immediately whimpered when his middle finger slid through my folds and separated them.
“Who said anything about sex?” Thomas smirked, applying pressure on my clitoris and slowly circling it. “I just want to make my girl feel good before we have to pretend like we’re not together.”
I wanted to protest and I wanted to be responsible here, but as he worked my nub in such an incredible and addictive way, I couldn’t find the will to actually stop him. I knew we wouldn’t have the same freedom in the glade that we have out here in the maze, thanks to Alby’s most strict rule of No one ever touches (Y/N) because she’s the only female and whomever does will be punished, so I decided to just give into him and let Thomas do whatever he wanted to me.
I brought my hands up to his neck and pulled him away from mine to attach his lips on my own. Our kiss was passionate and full of lust, his tongue already gliding on the bottom of my lip to ask for an entrance. I opened my mouth for him to slip his tongue inside and I instantly moaned at how skillful he was with it.
Thomas’ finger increased its pace against my nub, my hips bucking at the delicious feeling. The way he was working on me made me feel so hazy that I couldn’t even focus on kissing him correctly, my mouth too lazy to properly move. All I could do was allow the pleasure to build up inside of me and moan into his mouth as Thomas now used his finger to slide inside of my warmth. My hands gripped onto his neck tighter in response along with my arching back and my secret boyfriend smirked against my lips. My eyes fell shut to the incredible sensations he was provoking, but a whine escaped my mouth when he broke our kiss.
“Does this feel good?” He teased, his finger slowly pumping inside of my core.
I just nodded, my body too lost in the pleasure to be able to form any sentence or say a single word for that matter. Thomas knew exactly how much it turned me on when he talked dirty to me and I didn’t even need to open my eyes to know he was grinning smugly at me right now. His finger moved a little faster inside of me before I could even ask and the shameless moan that escaped my lips would’ve been embarrassing if I wasn’t too lustful at this moment.
“Do you want another one?” Thomas smirked, the movements of his finger bringing me close to my peak. I nodded my head and he just tsked sexily. “I need you to say it, baby.”
“Y-Yes.” I somehow managed to speak through the desire and Thomas immediately responded.
Another finger of his pushed itself into my core and I hitched my leg around his waist for him to have more access. Thomas moaned at my sudden action and instantly pushed his fingers deeper, an immediate mixture of a moan and a scream falling from my lips. I didn’t care that I was so loud and open with Thomas, our relationship was too intimate for me to worry about being vulnerable around him.
“T-Thomas, please.” I begged him for my orgasm and, believe it or not, his pace increased even more.
The spring in my stomach was coiling more with every passing second and Thomas definitely knew. With his other hand, my boyfriend slipped it under my shirt and runner gear to squeeze my breast. His hand began kneading it, Thomas’ calloused fingers tightly pinching my nipple and it was enough to further the pulsing in my core. I desperately wanted his mouth attached to my perky bud but I knew that that wouldn’t be possible thanks to the annoying runner’s wear and how incredibly difficult it was to remove.
It was when Thomas curled his fingers inside of me to press against my G-spot he was well aware of and his thumb put unbelievable pressure on my clit that I couldn’t hold it back anymore. The spring inside of me snapped, releasing the extremely anticipated orgasm all throughout my body. My back arched, my legs shook and a mixture of embarrassing moans with lustful screams erupted from my chest.
“Shit, baby, you sound and look so beautiful.” Thomas moaned, my mouth only able to moan in response.
Once I whimpered at how sensitive I’ve become, Thomas carefully removed his fingers from inside of me and gently placed my leg back on the ground. His other hand detached from my breast and fixed my shirt so it looked like nothing happened. As soon as I opened my eyes, the first sight I saw was Thomas happily sucking on his fingers that worked on me. His tongue grazed his skin and, even though I just came, this sexy sight immediately made me ready for another orgasm with him. He smirked at how in awe I was and I almost melted right then and there when he winked. Pulling his fingers out of his mouth, Thomas adjusted my jeans and I watched him with hooded eyes.
Bringing my back off of the maze’s wall and managing to stand on my own, a grin spread across my lips with a deviant idea. Thomas’ eyebrows quirked up at me before I prepared myself for what I was about to do.
“Last one to the map room is a rotten shank!” I challenged, immediately sprinting towards the glade.
Looking behind me with a huge smile planted on my face, I realized Thomas instantly played along and was already hot on my trail. We both ran like maniacs towards the door with joy flooding through our veins and not a single care in the world. Considering Thomas and I are the best runners in the glade, it didn’t take long for us to maneuver our way through the maze and quickly reach the entrance. An excited squeal escaped my lips when I looked behind me and realized Thomas was no longer there, but was now right beside me. The wind blew in my hair and stung my face, yet all I could focus on was how beautiful and happy my boyfriend looked as we suddenly entered the glade and rushed towards the map room already in sight. The two of us completely ignored all of the stares and shouts the gladers were sending us, both too consumed by each other.
“No, no, no!” I screamed when he started winning, but it was no use. Thomas was just as determined as I was. It’s our best, but also most annoying quality.
“See you on the other side, rotten shank!” He shouted back at me, not even bothering to turn around before reaching the map room and quickly opening the door.
“Thomas!” I tried to stop him, but of course it didn’t work.
My boyfriend rushed inside and I groaned when he beat me at my own game. Running in after him, Thomas’ smirk was wide and smug as I shut the door to the map room behind us. That’s always how our sessions worked, behind closed doors to avoid getting caught. I wish that we could be open about our relationship, but at the same time I like how the adrenaline flows through our veins every time we meet in secret. With the door closed every facade falls. The disguise we display to the world fades away and all we desire is to fuck each other’s brains out.
“I’m glad you could finally come.” He teased and I narrowed my eyes at him as I approached Thomas slowly.
“Well, it’s a good thing I already did.” I clicked my tongue, Thomas’ eyebrows quirking at my comment. “Because something tells me if you keep this up, you won’t.”
“Oh, is someone upset I won?” Thomas grinned, the both of us now inches apart from each other. “Can’t handle being slower than me, can you?”
I decided to ignore him and just glare at him instead of saying anything, hoping it would make him take back what he just said. But, no. An even wider and cockier smile pulled at the corner of his lips and as much as I hated to admit it, he looked incredibly sexy.
“Screw you, Thomas.”
“If you insist.” He shrugged before grabbing my cheeks and crashing his lips against mine.
I instantly moaned into his mouth, his impressive lips molding with my own in such perfect harmony. If there’s something Thomas certainly knows how to do is kiss me like there’s no tomorrow, always making my knees go with with his touch. His tongue didn’t even ask for an entrance instead he just pushed it past my lips and made its way onto mine, the both of them waltzing together so beautifully that no dancer could ever compare. Our love so much more stunning than any piece of art out there in the world.
Thomas’ hand wrapped around my waist to push my chest into his warm one as he backed our bodies up to the nearest table. Our kiss never broke even when he cleared all of the pens, pencils, papers, and pieces of scrap with one swift movement of his hand off the table. Excitement boiling inside of me as his hands settled on my ass to pull me up on it and sit me down on the surface. My legs instantly spread for him at the same time that Thomas began unzipping my jeans and pulling them down, my lack of air starting to make me feel light-headed. My jeans were pooling down on the floor when I decided to separate our kiss, begrudgingly, and my hands flew to his belt. As I unbuckled it, Thomas removed my leather runner’s gear. At the same time that I opened his pants and let it fall to the ground, my boyfriend pulled at the hem of my shirt telling me he wanted it off. My shirt was the first to go then his and as soon as we were only in our underwear, Thomas’ mouth immediately latched onto my breast to give it the attention it desperately wanted earlier.
Even though his warm and wet mouth working on my nipple turned me on immensely, there was nothing I craved more than to feel him inside of me. As soon as I tugged at his boxers, Thomas got the message. He bit down on my nipple, a squeal escaping my lips, and pulled at it with his teeth before taking his mouth off of my breast with a pop.
I brought his boxers down to his knees and instinctively wrapped my hand around his delicious shaft, not being able to hold back how much I craved to touch him. As I slowly pumped his erection, my thumb caressing his swollen and wet with precum tip, Thomas growled at the feeling and ripped apart my panties all of a sudden. Even though I wanted to get mad at him considering I only have three, well now two, I couldn’t find it in myself to be anything but turned on by his lustful actions.
Putting his lips back onto mine, Thomas spread my legs for him to stand in between. One of his hands settled on my waist as the other removed mine from his cock to position himself in my entrance, moans escaping both of our lips when he wet his tip with my juices. His swollen head sliding amongst my folds and caressing my clitoris, my chest already arching into his at the contact. It’s not my fault I easily come undone with Thomas, it’s his fault for being so damn sexy all the time.
Thomas pressed himself into my core and our breaths hitched in our throats as he slowly stretched me, both of us melting into the incredible feeling. His hand on my waist moved to my lower back so he could push me closer to him, his dick entering deeper inside of me. My eyes immediately shut at the fullness and Thomas’ head fell to my shoulder, his lips placing gentle kisses on my skin. Once he was buried deep inside of me, my boyfriend didn’t even need to wait before thrusting thanks to how turned on and ready I was for him.
Thomas started out at a normal pace, enjoying the feeling of our bodies connected again. We haven’t had sex in about a week because sex in the maze is careless and dangerous and it’s been nearly impossible in the glade because of all the attention he was getting lately. So, needless to say, we’ve been craving each other too much and the built up sexual tension between us is so strong it almost hurts.
Just as he increased his thrusting, Thomas’ free hand moved up to my neck and gripped onto the back of my hair. I whimpered in response and he smiled into my shoulder blade. We didn’t talk about it because it was just a normal thing, but the both of us absolutely love it when Thomas pulls my hair. It’s our favorite kink we share and have no shame in falling prey to it. The way he pounds into me as he grabs my hair, his fingers intertwining with the strands, was so exciting to us.
“Thomas!” A voice suddenly called from outside of the map room and before we even knew it or could do anything to stop what was about to happen, the door flew open. “Are you alright? Why were you guys running so fa-”
My eyes widened in fear as Gally appeared in front of us, his sentence immediately stopping as soon as he caught sight of Thomas fucking me. Who had instantly halted his actions when he realized we were no longer alone and picked up his head from my shoulder to look at the intruder with not only a shocked expression, but a glare blazing in his brown eyes.
Gally’s pupils fell to our connected and wet groins, Thomas growling when he did. As soon as he began to pull out, a moan escaping my lips at the most inappropriate time thanks to the friction, the now terrified glader immediately backed away. Turning around to face the door, Gally ran out of the map room without another word.
“T-Thomas, he’s gonna go tell Alby.” I panicked the moment Gally was gone. “We s-should stop.”
“No.” Thomas grunted, pushing back inside of me and picking up his thrusts again. “We just have to be fast before they get here.”
“Thomas, you’re gonna get in trouble.” I argued, but moaned loudly when his tip hit my most sensitive spot he was very well aware of.
“I’m gonna get in trouble either way.” He stated, his pace fast and hard. The desk pounding against the wall along with his thrusts, our breathing in sync with the rhythm as well. “Might as well enjoy this last moment I have with you.”
His words stung in my heart the second he finished saying them because we knew Alby wouldn’t take this “crime” lightly. Thomas was going to get punished and fear mixed with the lust in my veins at what exactly said punishment consists of.
“Okay, then you’re gonna want to go harder than that.” I teased, my hands now flying to grip his flexed biceps in preparation.
Thomas followed my directions instantly and pounded harder into me, my body already getting a taste of the sweet edge it will soon be falling over. His mouth crashed back onto mine and kissed me like there was no tomorrow. I kissed him back with as much fervor and passion, neither one of us wanting to say goodbye through words so we let our bodies do it instead. Which at the end of the day, would do a much better job than anything our minds can come up with. Thomas’ and my body are so in sync with each other that they just know exactly how to express our care and love without needing to fumble over sentences.
“I-I’m close.” I confessed, feeling my orgasm creeping up on me.
Thomas’ hand that was on my waist moved to our connecting groins and began to furiously circle my clit, my legs already shaking in response. I tried to kiss him back as focused as I could, but it was too hard to concentrate when I knew I was about to fall apart. Thomas, however, did an amazing job keeping our kiss going and he even slipped his tongue inside of my mouth.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” I shouted, no longer concerned about hiding my moans.
The second Thomas applied more pressure onto my nub and, suddenly, pulled at my hair, I lost it. I completely fell over the edge and jumped into the overwhelming pool of pleasure waiting for me, my orgasm touching my skin like water in a lake. Clenching down on his cock, Thomas let out a strangled moan and the sound itself would’ve made me cum a second time.
Once I came back down from my high, I noticed Thomas was still chasing after his release. Bringing my mouth to his earlobe, I nibbled on it and ignored the sensitivity in my core. I was just as determined to have him orgasm as he was.
“It’s okay, baby.” I whispered into his ear, my boyfriend shuttering at the feeling of my warm breath fanning across his sweaty skin. “Forget the world outside and just cum for me, Thomas.”
With the mixture of my dirty words and my core purposely clenching down on him, Thomas moaned into my mouth as he finally reached his much anticipated orgasm. At the same time that he pulled out to release on my stomach, four unexpected figures suddenly appeared at the doorway and my body froze. Thomas didn’t even notice them, his eyes were shut tight in focus and he grunted loudly as his hot cum coated my skin. It wasn’t until then that I noticed just who was at the door, all of their eyes wide and jaws dropped in complete shock.
Gally, Alby, Newt, and Minho’s terrified eyes averted from the scene before them and all of the lust inside of me was replaced with horror. The four keepers of the glade just witnessed their newest Greenie cumming on the only girl here. My cheeks immediately felt hot and I knew they were painted with red blushes.
“What’s wrong, baby?” Thomas’ husky voice snapped me out of my fear and my eyes shifted to look at him. He was furrowing his eyebrows at me in confusion and all I could do was stare.
“Thomas clean her up and meet us outside.” Alby spoke up with a voice full of authority and my boyfriend gasped. “Now.”
He didn’t even dare to turn around, I just watched as Thomas’ face became as red as mine. Alby quickly turned around and left, the three other boys following in his footsteps.
“Thomas, I’m scared.” I confessed, my concerned eyes piercing into his. “I don’t want to lose you.”
A soft and genuine smile appeared on his lips as my boyfriend placed his hand on my flushed cheek.
“You won’t.” He promised and I believed him.
Thomas grabbed what was left of my torn panties and used the cloth to clean his release off of me. As soon as he finished, both of us quietly put our clothes back on. Our minds too full of thoughts about what we were going to face to put together a conversation.
“Ready?” He asked me, his hand about to push open the door.
“Ready.” I nodded.
Slipping my hand into his free one, Thomas opened the door and lead us out into the glade. My heart beat violently against my ribcage as we approached the group of people formed in front of the maze’s doors, Alby already staring at us with his arms folded across his chest. I noticed how it was getting darker by the second, meaning the doors to the maze would be shutting any minute now.
“Look at that shuckface!” Gally suddenly shouted, pointing at Thomas and I didn’t understand where this anger was coming from. “He’s nothing but a piece of klunk!”
“That’s enough, Gally.” Newt defended as we entered the group.
Alby unfolded his arms and settled them beside him, he walked over to us and Thomas gulped at the proximity. He cleared his throat due to his nervousness and shifted on his feet, but never took his hand out of mine. The leader’s eyes flickered to it before they returned to their angry post on the Greenie, disappointment also evident in them.
“We don’t have many rules here in the glade.” Alby spoke up. “And yet, Thomas, you have managed to break the most important.”
I expected my boyfriend’s head to fall to the ground in shame, but instead he stood his ground. Thomas was in no way challenging or disrespecting Alby, he was just telling him through his actions that he didn’t agree.
“You’re going to have to be punished for going against our law.”
“Banish him!” Gally yelled and my entire body went weak.
“Alby, we can’t banish him.” Minho suddenly intervened, his eyes concerned about his good friend. “He’s too important.”
“Maybe we should just put him a night in the pit with no food.” Newt offered and the scoff that came out of Gally’s mouth was so loud it almost scared me.
“Absolutely not!” The annoying glader disagreed, his head shaking as he pointed at Thomas. “That’s too easy, he’s just gonna do it again!”
“So?” I spoke up, surprising both the gladers and myself. “I’m the one that decides wether or not someone touches me, not you guys!”
“(Y/N), you don’t know what you’re saying-”
“Yes, I do Gally!” I shouted in frustration. “Thomas isn’t hurting me and it shouldn’t be a crime if I like it.”
“She has a point, Alby.” Minho agreed with me and an actual smile placed itself on my lips.
“No, she doesn’t!” Gally hissed. “Alby, don’t listen to this. He can’t just spend a night in the pit, he needs to be kicked out.”
Alby lifted his hand to order silence in the glade and everyone immediately complied. A nervous lump formed in my throat as I realized that the leader had made his decision.
“Thomas, you won’t be spending a night in the pit.” Alby stated. “You’ll spending it in the maze.”
The entire world around me stopped so I could feel it quickly crumble into pieces beneath my feet. A static noise buzzed in my ear and my eyes became blurry with instant tears as I felt an icy cold hurricane crash down on me and drown me in fear. My heart pounded against my body as if it belonged to Thumper from Bambi and I was certain it was going to break through and fall down to the floor.
“No, no, no.” I shook my head in denial but no one said anything. It was already decided.
Out of nowhere, the sudden sound of the doors to the maze began to close and the ice water inside of me froze every single one of my limbs. Pain invaded my cells and tore them apart without any bit of mercy. The last thing I heard before I completely succumbed to my fear was Alby’s upset voice telling Thomas it was time to go. My breathing shortened and a sick feeling punched me in my stomach, warning me I was going to throw up. An invisible hand wrapped around my throat and forbid me from properly breathing and a mixture of hot and cold flashes sparked through my body. It was as if I were dying and I knew exactly what was happening to me. And by the way Thomas stood in front of me and placed both of his hands on my cheek, he also knew I was having a panic attack.
“Breathe.” He instructed and I tried to follow the way he was showing me breathing exercises. “It’s okay, just breathe. I’m going to make it, (Y/N). I need you to believe me.”
I wanted to say I believed him but all I could do was replay Chuck once telling me No one survives a night in the maze over and over again in my mind. Thomas continued to try and comfort me even though he was the one about to face the Grievers, yet we both knew my panic attack wasn’t going to go away anytime soon.
“Thomas, let’s go.” Alby stated, pulling his hands off of me and began leading everyone towards the moving doors.
We approached it and I did my best to ignore my panic attack as Thomas turned to look at me one last time. His eyes were begging me to be okay and I wished I could grant him what he wanted, but I wasn’t going to ever be okay again. My boyfriend quickly wrapped his arms around me and I ignored all of the stares from the gladers as he separated to place a kiss on my lips. It was short and of course I craved more, but mainly because a part of me knew I would never feel it again.
“I love you.” Thomas said to me for the first time and my heart actually jumped. My eyes flickered over to Alby for the slightest second and I could see the hurt in his own eyes. He didn’t want to do this, but he needed to enforce the rules.
My boyfriend walked through the doors to the maze and my legs ran to him, hot tears streaming down my face that I hadn’t even noticed until now. Newt immediately grabbed me before I could go in and I watched with a heart in agony as he entered the maze and turned around to look as me one last time.
“I love you, too.” I shouted through my hysterical sobbing.
Thomas gave me an encouraging smile before the rocks connected and he was trapped behind closed doors.
The entire night was one long and drawn out nightmare. My mind kept picturing the worst scenarios of Thomas in that terrifying maze, always ending with him being teared apart by the Grievers that showed him no mercy. His pillow was completely stained by my salty tears at this point and my cheeks were stiff with all of the dry water stuck to them. I was no longer sobbing uncontrollably like I had since the moment Thomas left, but I was now entirely numb inside.
Usually, I loved getting up early in the morning to see Thomas quickly before we had to run off into the maze for the day. However, today I dreaded the idea of leaving his hammock that I have already claimed my own. His smell still lingered in the sheets and I, in no way, was ready to part from the small piece of him I still had left. No one ever survives a night in the maze and Thomas is still relatively a Greenie which means he was no different.
Watching as the sun rose in front of me, the normally beautiful and vibrant colors no longer having an effect without Thomas here for us to marvel at them, I felt a small finger tapping on my shoulder. Turning around, Chuck looked at me with pity but also a small glimpse of hope in his eyes. He was laying on his hammock and I instantly noticed the dried tears on his freckled cheeks.
“He’s gonna make it.” He spoke up, his voice not groggy like I expected it to be which meant he also didn’t get any sleep last night. Our minds were too worried about our favorite person in this glade. “I promise you. Thomas is gonna walk right through those doors today and surprise us all.”
“Don’t get your hopes up, Chuck.” I stated, the lump in my throat now permanently lodged there. “It hurts more than just accepting the horrible truth.”
“This is the truth.” The chubby twelve year old sat up in his hammock, his eyes determined as they looked at me. “I’ve been in this glade as long as I can remember and never have I ever met someone like Thomas before. He’s strong, fast and– most importantly– he’s ridiculously smart. If someone’s gonna figure out a way to survive against the Grievers, that someone is definitely our Thomas.”
His words weren’t just made to comfort me and they weren’t full of pity or false hope, Chuck meant every single sentence that came out of his mouth. And from how certain he was about them, I couldn’t help hut feel like they were laced with truancy. I know Thomas better than anyone here and because of that, I was well aware he would never give up without one hell of a fight. My logic and my mind were telling me he was already long gone, but my heart suddenly felt a small spark of faith. All thanks to how sure this small yet incredibly courageous boy was.
“Thank you, Chuck.” I smiled for the first time since yesterday. “I needed to hear that.”
“And I needed to say it to someone other than myself.” He confessed with a kind smile that I gladly returned. “Now come on, let’s get some breakfast.”
Chuck shot up from his hammock and I let out a loud squeal when he turned mine, suddenly dropping me on the ground. The grass prickled my arms and legs, but I was now too focused on immediately standing up to get my revenge on him. The youngest glader let out a mixture of a scream and a laugh when I charged for him, already running away from me. But, I was determined and Chuck knew that which is why in a matter of seconds as we ran through the glade, not caring who saw us, I was able to wrap my arms around him and grab the kid. Instantly pinning him to the ground, Chuck shouted and giggled as I mercilessly attacked him with the tickle monster.
“Stop, please!” He pleaded through his loud laughter, the gladers waking up because of us. “Okay, okay! You win!”
“As always.” I smirked, pulling away from him. Chuck immediately let out a deep breath of relief and rested his elbows on the grass to glare at me.
“You’re an evil, woman.” He challenged and all I could do was laugh.
“I like to think of it as a gift.”
Winking at Chuck and then walking away, the sudden loud sound of the solid doors to the maze roared through the glade and warned us they were now opening. My heart instantly stopped and I didn’t even notice I was sprinting towards the heavy doors until I felt unexpected wind stinging against my cheek. I could see the maze already and my heartbeat paced faster than it ever has, not because I was running but because I was convinced that Thomas would be on the other side.
From my peripheral vision, I sensed Minho and Newt running along with me and Chuck right behind us three. We didn’t care that we looked desperate and insane, all we wanted was to see our Greenie again. I internally cursed my legs for not being fast enough and getting me to Thomas as soon as possible.
Once I had finally reached the entrance of the maze, my legs halted to a stop and my eyes immediately peered around the inside to see if they could spot him. I didn’t even mind that my breathing was completely unstable, that my heartbeat was pounding against my eardrums or that my lungs were burning in my chest. All I could think about was: Where the hell is he?
Thomas was nowhere in sight. The maze was completely empty and as I felt Chuck reach up and stand beside me, my mind began to slip back into the state it was in before. The panic and despair came back along with the pain and agony in my heart. All of the hope and faith Chuck had convinced me of instantly washed away only to be replaced by anguish and anger. The hurt I felt watching Thomas enter the maze is nothing compared to the wound that I will now have because he hasn’t come out of it. The once numb girl was now completely broken and shattered into a million pieces.
How could I have let myself think that things would’ve ended any differently?
Everyone knows people don’t make it with Grievers surrounding them, no human has a chance against those monsters. Thomas, the love of my life, was gone and there’s nothing I could do to get him back. He’s dead… and it’s all my fault. Why did I get involved with him when I knew it would put his life in danger? Why did I repeatedly be with him even though I was well aware of the possible consequences?
All I cared about was momentary passion and now Thomas has suffered a permanent punishment because of it- because of me. I’ll never forgive myself for what I have caused and I’ll never be able to live with the guilt either. Although, I won’t ever forget all of the fun times we had with each other and the love we shared. I don’t care that I can’t remember anything that happened to me before the glade, what really matter are the memories Thomas and I created together.
“So much for walking through those doors and surprising us.” I stated to Chuck as my voice broke, not even bothering to look at him.
I didn’t care how possibly hurt he was now, all I managed to do was look at the vacant maze one last time before tearing myself away from it and heading towards anywhere but here.
My legs carried me to the woods once again to cry alone and away from everyone else just like I had yesterday. But, this time it was so much worse. I couldn’t even see properly with how blurry my vision has become thanks to the non-stop tears. The back of my eyes burned as they cried, but it didn’t compare to the burning in my heart. It carried a weight like no other, a pain like never before. Leaning against a tree and slumping down to the uncomfortable ground, I allowed myself to just completely lose it.
Suddenly, the sound of a twig snapping pulled me out of my own depressing thoughts to look up at the source. Rage and hatrid flowed through my body the second I wiped away the pooling tears in my eyes and came face-to-face with the one person I despise the most, Gally. He stood there in front of me with a disgusting grin planted on his face and I desperately wanted to slap it off.
“What the hell do you want, shuckface?” I hissed, forcing myself to stop crying so he wouldn’t see me so vulnerable and, to my surprise, it actually worked. Mind over matter, I guess.
The word came out of his mouth so naturally that I almost didn’t believe it, it wasn’t until he unexpectedly rushed over to me and lifted me off the ground that the reality hit me. Shockwaves of panic and fear immediately spread throughout my nerves like fire, instantly destroying me in its wake. A terrified and pained grunt escaped my lips when my attacker, all of a sudden, roughly pushed me up against the harsh tree. My body was so shocked with what was happening that I couldn’t even respond, my muscles frozen in place although my mind was screaming desperately at me to fight and run away.
“G-Gally!” I cried, my lips the only part of my body able to react as he gripped both of my wrists with one of his hands and settled it over my head. “Stop! What are you doing?!”
“What do you think I’m doing?” He spat back with a smirk and flashes of horror consumed me.
“You can’t do this!” I shouted frantically, my voice desperate and unstable.
“Why not?” Gally’s black and dark eyes pierced into mine, his icy stare making me feel cold. “Thomas did.”
The mention of his name sparked something in me I couldn’t explain and I, suddenly, felt stronger than ever. My body finally responded to the commands my neurons were sending to my muscles. Immediately and harshly stepping down on his foot, Gally let out a yelp of pain and out of instinct, let go of my hand.
“I wanted Thomas to touch me! You’re just disgusting!” I shouted at him with intense fury before sprinting away from the psycho.
“Oh, no you don’t.” I heard him comment and I knew that he was already hot on my trail.
Before I even expected it, I was abruptly tackled to the ground by his forceful body and to say it hurt wouldn’t be a fair description. Adrenaline ran through my veins, but it didn’t matter how much I fought back because Gally was a lot stronger than me. As soon as I tried to scream for help, his hand instantly covered my mouth and stopped me from trying to escape. His other hand grabbed my wrists like before and there was no use in trying to get away anymore, I was completely submitted to Gally’s strength.
“I’m disgusting? You’re the whore, not me.” He hissed, tears already returning their posts down my cheeks. “I’m one of the leaders here and my voice is heard, not yours. If you say anything about this, (Y/N), no one’s ever gonna believe you.”
A sudden and familiar voice that didn’t belong to neither me or Gally spoke up from behind us and I immediately recognized it. My attacker’s eyes widened in fear, meaning he also knew exactly whom it belonged to and relief spread through my once terrified nerves when he quickly stood up.
There, standing over us, was the one person I desperately wanted to see the most. His shirt was torn, his shoulder covered in yellow slime, all of his skin painted with dirt, blood and sweat- but he never looked more beautiful in his entire life.
Not being able to handle waiting, my legs jumped up and instantly ran towards Thomas. His arms already welcoming me as I crashed into his embrace. I couldn’t care less about Gally anymore, all that mattered was that Thomas was alive and well. I hugged him so tight because I was afraid he would disappear if I let go, but instead of wincing my boyfriend just hugged me as tight right back. My tears of joy stained his shirt even further, Thomas caressing my hair whilst I cried into his chest.
“Baby, what do you want me to do with Gally?” He asked, the sound of his voice music to my ears.
“I don’t care.” I shrugged. “I just want to hold you forever now that you’re back.”
I didn’t know how it was possible, but Thomas hugged me even tighter and I loved every second of it.
“I’m too tired to kill you, Gally. Just get out of my sight.” He warned, his voice stern. “Go now before I change my mind!”
I tuned out the sound of Gally’s feet crushing grass and twigs as he ran away from us, my mind only focused on the steady pace of Thomas’ beating heart in his chest. He placed kisses on my temple continously and it didn’t help to stop the salty tears streaming down my cheeks.
“I thought I lost you.” I cried.
“Well, I promised you wouldn’t.” He chuckled, his body shaking the both of us as he did. “And I’m not one to break a promise.”
“I’m just glad you’re home with me.”
“(Y/N),” Thomas pulled away so he could stare me deep into my eyes. “You are my home.”
Authors Note: I’m really excited about this one! There will also be a part two that I’ll have to start working on! I want to thank @thelittlestkitsune for mentioning to me for this to be sinful and giving me a few pointers! A HUGE thanks goes to @smutandahalf for reading this over plenty of times and helping me express what I was saying better and helping on a few parts I didn’t know how to explain.
If you are having a very difficult time overcoming sins (whatever it maybe), no matter how much you tried to refrain from it and you gave in each time despite trying your hardest to leave it for Allah but you failed every time. I will advise you with two things & you will find the most strongest and closest connection with Allah.
Firstly, when you commit the sin, seek Allah’s forgiveness as soon as possible. As soon as you realise you have sinned, seek His forgiveness there and then. Don’t give second thoughts about your intentions (stop thinking you will fall into it again) or doubt Allah’s mercy towards you. Just block out everything, breathe in and out until you are relaxed and spend 5 minutes speaking to Allah. Acknowledge your mistake, promise not to do it again, avoid that which brings you to the sin and ask for forgiveness.
After you have done this, don’t think about whether Allah has forgiven you or not. Allah wants to forgive you that’s why He guided you to seek His forgiveness in the first place.
Secondly & this point is very important if you cannot let go of the sin. If you keep falling into this sin, INCREASE YOUR GOOD DEEDS. You done one sin? Do 3 good deeds. You done it again? Increase another 3 good deeds. Don’t focus on the sin here, focus on doing good deeds, why? Because good deeds please Allah, it will bring you closer to Him & they erase bad deeds.
You feel low and filthy because you sinned? Increase your good deeds, let that guilt motivate you to rush you to good so Allah’s mercy and forgiveness reaches you. Allah’s forgiveness is far greater than your sins so let your book of good deeds be greater than your sins too.
Open the Quran & read, cook for your siblings, give them water. Smile at your parents, spend time with them. Help your friend with something, teach someone a Hadith. Give Salam to a stranger. Give charity to the needy.
So if you keep falling in sins, forget the sin. Focus on your good deeds. Sometimes it is in the depths of our sins we find Allah and know Him more than ever.
Shaytaan will do his best to stop you from doing good but do not listen to him, he’s your enemy. He does not want you to have hope in Allah. When you find him whispering to you, remind yourself that perhaps through my sins Allah will bring me close to Him. Perhaps because of my sins, I’m increasing on good deeds which I couldn’t have done otherwise.
Perhaps the effort of striving to please Allah, seek His forgiveness and increase in good deeds will make you a beloved friend of Allah. You are better than your sins, don’t you ever let them get you down. Your Lord is Forgiving, The Most Forgiving, The Pardoner, The Acceptor of repentance, The One who conceals faults. Our Lord is amazing, He loves you so much so love Him back. That’s His right over you, He never gives up on you so please never ever give up on Allah & His mercy.
Everything. Everything was happening as if it were all in slow motion, right in front of my eyes. The way her body flew into the air, the way she fell to the ground, the way it she rolled a few feet across the road. All of it, every single moment happened in slow motion, for me to watch with clarity, as if it was a punishment especially for me. Because I had neglected her, I get to witness her being hurt, so that it would make me feel even worse. But I deserved it, I deserved every punishment but Y/N, my daughter, my little gem. She did not deserve this, any of it.
I snapped out of my trance and ran across to her, picked her head up and cradled her in my arms. I noticed that she was bleeding and so I screamed for help. Everyone gathered around, some on their phones dialling for the ambulance and police. I saw a man drag out the person who had hit Y/N, from his car to make sure he didn’t take off. I looked down at Y/N, tears falling from my eyes, I was completely broken. What did she ever do to deserve this? She has always been the best child. Good grades, good personality, good everything. Why was the world so cruel.
“Dad.” She said and she smiled looking up at me, slowly raising her hand to caress my cheek whilst wiping away the tears I had streaming down my face. “Don’t cry, I’m okay.” She looked far from being okay. Cuts covered her face and bruises were already forming.
“Don’t talk princess, just try and stay awake, you’ll be just fine. The ambulance is coming okay? Just keep your eyes on me.” I reassured her, but it was more like I was reassuring myself.
“Dad, I never knew that a moment like this would bring me so close to you. I don’t remember the last time you held me in your arms.” A tear escaped from her eye as she smiled. She didn’t intend to make me feel bad, but it still did because it’s true. I don’t remember the last time I gave her a hug either. “Maybe I should stay like this forever so you’ll slowly come to love me.” Even in the state that she was in, she smiled and she looked happy. Genuinely happy, why? Was it because I was giving her the attention? How does she look this happy?
“Shhh baby don’t speak, save your breath.” I didn’t know how to respond to what she had said, I wiped a few strands of hair away from her face and heard the sound of sirens in the background. Y/N’s eyes were slowly closing, she looked as though she was trying so hard to pry them open. “Princess, look at me. Don’t fall asleep, come on the ambulance is here now. I’ll be right next to you the whole time I promise now please, please don’t fall asleep.”
“Dad, I’m sorry.” With that her eyes closed and her hand fell from my cheek.
pt.4 or nah since I can leave it up to your interpretation of what happened to Y/N.
(so this actually started as a joke but then I decided to make it a thing.)
Summary: Ethan Has always been “submissive” and some may say “vanilla” in bed, but a overheard conversation between a guy that’s always had a crush on y/n switches all of that up, bringing an entire new side of Ethan to light.
A/N don’t mind me just making my cum back
Warnings: Dom E,ass eating, thigh riding, face sitting, restraints, ass smacking,choking, “daddy”, 69, shit ton of biting, Nipple clamps, you know the usual.
“Babe, I’ll be right back i’m going to get us another drink.” My boyfriend Ethan whispered into the shell of my ear, loosening his grasp from my waist, wandering off into the party surrounding us soon disappearing into drunken souls all around the house, including myself.
“Hey Y/n, thanks for coming!” I heard a voice slurring from behind me.
That voice could only belong to one person, and that is Jc Caylen, yes the “JC” this was his party for god’s sakes. The twins and Jc, were on pretty rocky terms as of late because of a fight that erupted between Kian and Grayson, but I had always been good with Jc, we’re basically best friends, so that didn’t stop me from coming, but Ethan decided to come as well, which was surprising to be honest.
“No Problemo Jc, great party so far thanks for inviting us!” I yelled back, trying to be heard over the loud crowd.
“Mind If I steal a dance gorgeous?” He asked, filling the gap between my ass and his crotch, damn this is going to piss Ethan off.
Usually, I would pry myself away, but I was feeling pretty bold tonight, and knew this would infuriate Ethan
“So, how are you and E going?” He asked as he moved his hips along with the beat.
“Oh pretty good! What about you, are you seeing anyone?” I basically shouted out in attempt to be heard by my friend.
“No one really. But, back to you, how’s it really going, like sex wise?”
“Shit Caylen you’re really going in deep huh? But not going to lie, I’ve had to fake a few orgasms lately.” I said in my drunken state
Honestly Ethan wasn’t bad in bed, he was really good actually, it was just it felt like the same thing over and over again, plain vanilla sex, nothing different or extraordinary, but I never say anything because i’ve always been embarrassed of asking for sexual favors, and always feared confrontation so I never brought it up to Ethan
“Shit, that’s not good but, I know i can fuck you better than he ever could.” He purred in my ear. Damn, Jc was always flirty, but the booze is really in his head tonight.
“You want to say that fucking again, what the fuck are you doing on my girl?” I hear yelled out, as Ethan pried Jc from my waist.
“That’s fucking it, we’re going home.” Ethan practically growled dragging me to the car. Not even looking in Jc’s direction, his eyes baring down on my body as he slammed the door open, and threw me onto his shoulder, carrying me to the car.
“Ethan what the fuck are you doing?” I yelled out, trying to fight my way down, but his strong grip kept me atop his shoulder.
Once he walked us over to the car he opened the door for me, not even making eye contact. Soon making his way to the drivers seat, gripping the wheel with strength, to the point his knuckles were nearly white.
“Tsk tsk, you’re going to regret everything that happened in that house by the time i’m done with you.” he mumbled.
The entire car ride was painfully silent, I didn’t dare to say a word, because I didn’t know what Ethan would do honestly, i’ve never seen him like this, he was always the “nice, caring” boyfriend, I don’t think he’s ever been dominant a day in our relationship, he’s always been submissive which I never minded but this side of Ethan needed to come out more often.
Damn, did he look sexy like this, feeling a little daring I decided to move my hand to his crotch.
And that pushed me further, as I began to massage him through his dark wash jeans, this time he let out a small sigh, immediately catching himself by biting his lip.
I continued my actions, grinning to myself as he slowly grew hard beneath my palm.
“Fucking stop i’m driving.” He growled once more.
Damn, his animal tattoo has some really meaning tonight,
The car ride longed on, causing me to grow more anxious by the second. I couldn’t take this anymore. I needed Ethan, some way or another. Just as I was getting to my breaking point, the car stopped, thank god.
“We’re here.” He blatantly spoke. Making his way toward the door, grabbing my hand and dragging me along with him, once we made our way to the door he fumbled his keys around and opened it, steeping back so I could enter first.
No hesitation, he crashed his lips against mine,shoving me roughly against the wall, seconds later breaking the kiss causing me to whine out loud.
“Strip,then head toward the bedroom while I grab a few things, don’t you dare touch yourself.” he demanded as he stared my body down intensely causing me to grow wetter by the second. I wonder what he’s even getting, do we even own any type of sex related object? Because if we did I had no fucking clue. But, obliging his request I stripped all of my clothes off, and headed toward our shared room.
Once I made my way to our room, I laid down on the bed sitting on the side of the bed, waiting impatiently for E. Ten minutes have passed and he’s nowhere to be found, but I’m not testing the waters tonight, i’m staying put, well for now.
“Good girl, stripping for daddy.” Ethan spoke entering the room, with a pair of handcuffs, something that looked like a clamp of some sort, and a pair of darkened, lust filled eyes.
When in the hell did he get these?
“Daddy?” I questioned.
“Yes baby girl, I’m not Ethan tonight.” He spoke, nearing my body.
“Stand.” He demanded, causing me to spring up immediately.
“Okay baby girl, here’s a few rules for tonight, speak when spoken to, no touching or i’ll tie you up, and no moaning or i’ll stop, or worse.” He growled into the shell of my ear, smacking my ass, causing a squeal to erupt form my lips.
“Lay down baby girl” Ethan demanded once more.
“Yes sir.” I replied obliging to his commands
Once I laid down, Ethan lowered himself down to my stomach, placing butterfly kisses atop it, slowly moving his way up my torso moving to my left breast, making his way to my nipple, wrapping his mouth around it and biting gently, causing me to suppress a large moan, because he couldn’t stop, not right now.
“You like that huh baby girl? I can tell, I know you want to moan, but not yet gorgeous, trust me you’ll be screaming my name in a while.”
Ethan soon began to leave large hickey’s on my chest, going lower, and lower, until he reached just above where I needed him right now.
“Mhmm, you want me to eat you out babygirl? Or maybe I can do something a little different? Hmm, you’ll see baby.” He teased, as he had I decisive look on his face, looking like he was thinking deeply about what he wanted next.
“Sit on my face princess” He bluntly said, motioning for us to switch positions, I was nervous as hell honestly, i’ve never done this, with anyone, but I have to listen to “daddy”.
“What are you waiting for, Daddy doesn’t have much patience tonight” Ethan called out.
Once he said that, I grew a burst of confidence and brought my pussy up to his face, lowering myself down slowly to his lips, as soon as I did, he attached his large plump lips to my clit, sucking harshly, causing me to let out a small moan, shit I hope he didn’t notice.
And he did, as soon as that damned moan left my mouth, he stopped his actions. “What did I say?” He questioned.
“No moaning daddy.” I replied hoping he wouldn’t stop.
“Get up.” He demanded, getting up from his spot, and moving to the edge of the bed.
“Lean over my lap.” He demanded once more.
And I did as he said, leaning over his lap.
“Since you didn’t listen to daddy, you’re going to get a spanking baby girl. How many do you think you deserve?” He asked
“I-I don’t know daddy, how many do you think I deserve?”
Smack “one” Smack “two” smack “three” I ended up counting to 20, damn he was enjoying this “daddy” persona.
“Okay babygirl, I think you’ve had enough.” He spoke, giving a gently kiss to my now raw skin.
“Come up here” He demanded patting his thigh.
“Ok daddy” I replied, making my way to his clothed thigh, “ride it” he demanded once more.
I complied, rocking myself back and forth on his thigh, leaning my head into the crick of his neck, biting down gently. On the brink of cumming, he stopped my actions, removing me from his thigh. Moving toward the head of the bed.
“Since you were so good baby, I think you get a little reward.” He said, climbing back into the position we were once in, this time removing his pants, and boxers.
“Sit on my face again babygirl, this time I’m going to get some enjoyment out of this.
Getting the message he was sending, I positioned my core on his face once more, but this time leaning my body down toward his semi hard length, as he began to lick harshly at my lips, but knowing the consequences this time, I knew to not let a moan out.
Taking his dick in my hand, I slowly pumped up and down causing him to groan lightly. He soon began to grow harder against my hand, as he also began to suck my clit hard bringing me close to the edge, but I couldn’t warn him, or say anything at this point, fuck I could barely focus on pleasuring him because of the sheer euphoria I was experiencing. To try, and hold off as long as possible, I started to focus on Ethans pleasure, taking the tip of his hard length into my mouth, and sucking harshly, causing a loud moan from him to escape.
“Fuck do that again babygirl.” He moaned out, catching a breath.
As he commanded, I started to take his entire length into my mouth, hallowing my cheeks in, and pumping the rest that wouldn’t fit. Because damn, this boy was fucking well endowed, jesus bless.
“Baby, get ready, I’m going to try something a little different” He mumbled against my core. I had no idea what to expect as of now, I was just focusing on the pleasure I was receiving, along with the pleasure I was reciprocating.
As I continued to suck Ethan, occasionally licking the underside of his cock, causing him to shutter. He switched from eating my pussy, to my ass?
“Stop sucking princess, I want to cum inside of you, not yet.”
With that, I leaned myself back once more, gripping at the headboard, preparing for Ethans touch.
As he switched regions, I moaned at the foreign pleasure I was receiving, not caring if he stopped, but hoping he didn’t, because damn did these feel oddly good.
“Don’t moan princess, next time i’ll stop for good, and you won’t even cum tonight.”
Fearing that would actually happen, I needed to keep them at a low.
As I rode his face, and he continued to lick my ass softly, I was in pure euphoria, nothing comparing to the current pleasure I was now feeling.
Without warning, he removed me from his face.
“Damnit E! Let me fucking cum once atleast!” I protested.
“What the fuck did you just say?” He growled out, once more. Damn he was a beast tonight.
“You heard me” I boldly stated.
“All fours, now.” He commanded, as he trailed off to the corner of the room.
I obliged, getting on all fours, waiting for whatever may come my way. Soon enough, Ethan comes back, but with a few things this time.
Nipple clamps, Handcuffs, and now a completely naked body, that I could stare at all day if i’m being honest, his figure was something carved from the gods, thick but not too thick, muscular but not too muscular, and he was defiantly packing in the crotch department.
“This is what you get for being a bad girl” He whispered into the thick sex filled air.
He neared me, flipping my body over, and placing the clamps upon my hardened nipples. soon to flip me over once more, and cuff my hands to the headboard.
Causing me to yelp, at the sharp pain of the clamps, and the pressure of the restraints, but I liked it odd enough.
“Prepare babygirl, this is going to be wild ride.” He said while stroking himself a few times, placing his now hardened tip against my entrance, causing me to pull at the restraints.
“Cum when I say too” He ordered, pushing his hard length into my core deeply, and roughly. “You can moan babygirl, scream out my name.” He spoke, pounding into me, not giving any time to adjust.
“How do those clamps feel baby?” He asked, while punding harder into my core from behind.
“Yes they do daddy” I replied, moaning loudly as he thrusted into the right spot.
“I hit it didn’t I princess” he asked, pounding into the same spot over and over.
I moaned loudly, as I did so, Ethan placed his large hands around my neck, applying a little pressure, thrusting deeper than ever, hitting my G-spot repetitively, causing me to scream out in pleasure, also causing Ethans grip on my neck to strengthen, this turning me on enough, but the whole sight could make me cum on demand, but I had to wait to cum, until Ethan told me so.
“Fuck E i’m gonna cum!” I called out loudly.
“Don’t you fucking dare, not yet.”
This, caused Ethan to thrust harder, and rub my clit with his free hand, as his other had a grip on my neck, releasing pressure ever so often.
“Cum now” He ordered, as he pounded into me one last time, before releasing into me, the warmth alone causing me to cum.
A few sloppy thrusts later, after riding our intense highs, he removed himself from my core. And removed the restraints and cuffs, before leaving to put them away.
Five minutes later, he returned all cleaned up as if nothing had happened whatsoever.
“Was that vanilla babygirl?” He asked, climbing into our shared bed, as I laid still bare and breathless.
“No… daddy” I winked his way.
“I love you ya know.” He whispered into my ear, squeezing my breast lightly.
“I love you too Dolan.” I replied, leaning my head on his shoulder, as he slowly drifted to sleep.
Thanks JC, I thought silently, damn, I really owed him a massive thank you, who know’s maybe he can join in next time?