i love him but he licks my face way too much

Kang Daniel | Attraction

Originally posted by heartsjoker

prompt: you move into a new apartment complex. daniel’s your neighbor who owns the cats that always seem to find their way into your home…and your heart.

note: THE START OF MY DANIEL WEEK. so it’s my birthday week (my bday’s on the 26th of october hehe) and as a treat to myself, i’m posting a daniel story each day this week! annie @fromwannaone also requested this because she knew i was desperate for daniel requests :’) a true friend, y’all (also tagging @mongniel because who else should i share my daniel trashiness with than my dearest wife?)

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Desire

Summary: Just some Sam PWP!

Characters: Sam x Reader

Warnings: SMUT

Word Count: 1,537

A/N: So I just read Last On Earth by @leatherwhiskeycoffeeplaid. Amazing! And that somehow sparked this PWP. I don’t know, it just happened. But I am so damn grateful! Technically my first smut. So, as @winsister91 would say, put on your smut glasses!


Sam stood in the door to the room, watching as Y/N climbed into bed. She had lifts under the legs, making the bed sit higher. She said it made her feel smaller, which she loved. Sam loved watching her climb into bed, one knee up, her ass in the air as she crawled forward on hands and knees before settling down. She didn’t realize what it did to him, seeing her like that. She didn’t realize her actions were appealing and the way she moved was beyond sexy. To her, she was just crawling into bed. To Sam, it was a test of his resolve.

Y/N turned to see Sam standing a few feet from the bed, his eyes narrowed hungrily in her direction, his chest heaving visibly with every fast and deep breath he took.

“Sam, are you ok?” She inquired, her brow creased with worry. Her soft voice calling his name crawled into his ears and vibrated through his being. His hands clenched and unclenched at his sides as he grappled with maintaining control. He wanted her, with everything he had. “Sam?” she whispered more softly.

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My student submitted the most disturbing “Living History” project I’ve ever seen 

By reddit user gretelcat

One of my least favorite parts about being a middle school history teacher is the bullshit “Living History” assignments we give at the end of every school year. Kids are supposed to sit with their grandparents and video tape, voice record, or transcribe their oldest memories for posterity (and for an easy way to bring up their GPA).

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Leather Jacket

Note: I had this in my drafts for a while, then Sebastian decides to grace us with his leather jacket?? fucc me. I don’t even write about the leather jacket - it’s a slight mention, lawl. oh and since I’m sick, I don’t feel up to finishing requests. hopefully this ties you guys over! not really sure what it is, just go along with it. gif credit to owner! feedback is always welcome, I love reading your comments!! .c

Warnings: SMUT, 18+, I’M 20 AND WILL NOT BE HELD ACCOUNTABLE FOR WHAT YOU UNDERAGE KIDS DECIDE TO READ. YOU’VE BEEN WARNED. 


The heavy sound of boots with chains hanging from the shoelace loops caught your attention behind you. Your ears perked as you listened closely. Great. He’s here. You rolled your eyes and clenched your jaw as the sound got closer.

Bucky Barnes was a regular in the local library, just like you were. He was cocky, he rode a black motorcycle, he was way too flirty, and he got on your nerves. He didn’t waste a single second to piss you off and make you equally as flustered at the same time. You hated him. Also, you liked him. You’d never admit that there was any sexual tension between you two. The last thing that man needs is a bigger head. No, not that one. But if you could feel that tension, you knew he could.

“Pornographic books again, Doll?” His breath fanned across your cheek as he leaned down, his arms either side of you, his large hands resting on the table. You scoffed and ignored the shiver that ran down your spine when he not-so-subtly sniffed your hair. 

“A friend recommended this one, Barnes. Now get away, you smell like burnt rubber.” You nudged your elbow against his chest and he chuckled, moving to sit across from you at the table.

Taking off his leather jacket and setting it on the table, he slumped back in his seat, trailing his hand through his hair as he grinned at you.

“Is that so? They wanna get you all hot and bothered with a book? I can do that with my words.” He challenged, his blue eyes boring right into yours. You inhaled deeply - not missing the way his eyes fell to your cleavage in your low-cut top as it rose with your air intake - and ignored him.

Your eyes fell back onto your book that rest on the table. It was silent for a few moments and you actually got lost in the fantasy, subconsciously biting your bottom lip. Your thighs squeezed together and you let your tongue slowly lick your bottom lip before turning the page.

This caught Bucky’s attention. He watched as your eyes skimmed across the pages, the way you slightly squirmed in your seat. Bucky leaned forward and rest his elbows on the table as he smirked at you.

“You’re wet.” Bucky stated lowly, his eyes focused on your lips. Your head shot up and your mouth was agape. Bucky bit his lip this time, seeing as you made the perfect ‘o’ shape. His mind raced with thoughts of what your mouth would feel like against his, and full of his-

“What are you even doing here? Go bother someone else!” You slammed your book closed and sighed heavily, bringing him out of his thoughts. A loud shush came from the little old lady that came around a bookshelf. You gave her an apologetic smile before she rolled her eyes and left the space.

Bucky chuckled and leaned back in his chair again, linking his fingers behind his head. His biceps looked as if they were ready to rip through the material of his shirt. And fuck, if that didn’t do things to you. “Come on, you know I love teasing you, Doll.” He licked his lips and you cursed yourself for feeling your panties get even more wet at the sight of his tongue.

You felt blood rush to your face and you creased your eyebrows. Okay, it’s time he gets a taste of his own medicine. You crossed your arms to purposefully push your breasts together. Bucky’s biceps flexed as his eyes took in the sight of your cleavage once again. That got a reaction you were hoping for.

“Instead of teasing me all the time, why don’t you do something about it?” You countered innocently, tilting your head slightly. You lifted your foot underneath the table and trailed it up along the inside of Bucky’s leg. He let out a harsh breath, letting his eyes travel up to your face. His throat bobbed as he swallowed thickly.

You bit your lip again and raised your eyebrows, looking at him with such innocence, he felt his jeans tighten completely. He sat there completely still and utterly shocked. You let your foot drop back down. Got him

Seeing as he wasn’t going to respond anymore, you picked your book up again, only now you held it up in front of your face and continued to read. If you weren’t in the library right now, you would laugh so hard you’d be crying. The reaction on Bucky’s face was award winning.

After finishing another paragraph, it was finally quiet again. So quiet, that you couldn’t hear Bucky’s heavy breathing anymore. You were able to finish a whole page without any interruptions from him. You were lucky to get through that much before. 

You slowly brought your book down from your face and looked at the empty seat in front of you. Bucky wasn’t there, but his leather jacket was still on the table where he left it.

You turned your head, looking all around you and didn’t spot Bucky anywhere, or rather anyone. Your eyebrows creased with confusion as you looked at his empty seat again. He was just here and you didn’t even hear him leave or see him get up. Where did he even go?

Suddenly, you felt something stubbly - much like a face - sliding in between your legs, slowly moving closer to your soaking panties. A gasp fell from your lips as you felt two hands rest on the outsides of your thighs, gently pulling them apart.

Your chest rose and fell quickly as his fingers dug into your flesh. You knew it was Bucky just by the feel of him smirking and his long hair tickling your skin. His warm breath fanned out across your clothed pussy, and you immediately regretted wearing a skirt today. Actually, you regretted waking up and coming to the library today.

Bucky’s tongue licked a stripe up your panties and you felt his warm breath huff out against you. There’s no fucking way he’s doing this right now. His hands made their way towards the hem of your panties and he slid them down to your ankles, trailing his lips down your inner thigh. He sat still and you knew he was resting a moment to take in the sight of you, spread out and wet.

Your eyes shut as you felt him slide his face between your thighs again. You swallowed harshly and felt his tongue lick another stripe up your pussy, circling around your clit. A moan almost made its way out of your mouth but you bit down on your lip.

Bucky’s mouth closed around your clit and he started to suck, using his tongue to lightly nudge against it. Your hand shot down to grip onto his hair, your fingers tangling into his long locks. This seemed to get him going; he groaned against you, but stopped once he remembered he had to stay quiet.

Your thighs shook around Bucky’s head and you inhaled deeply when you felt his finger circling around your entrance. He gently slid his finger inside of you, curling perfectly to hit your g-spot. A soft whimper fell from your lips and he smirked against you. He shook his head back and forth and pulled you closer with his left hand.

You slapped your other hand over your mouth as felt yourself getting closer to your orgasm. Bucky inserted a second finger, speedily sliding his fingers in and out of your tight, wet pussy. You tugged on his hair harshly as your eyes momentarily rolled into the back of your head and he pulled his mouth away, planting a kiss to your thigh before attaching his mouth to you again.

His tongue was long and felt so amazing, you were nearly in tears from holding in your moans. Bucky’s fingers nudged your g-spot one last time before you became a quivering mess in your chair. He kept going, pleasuring you through your orgasm as you came on his face.

Your eyes were hooded and your mouth was slightly open but nothing came out as you finished, your hips jerking a little as Bucky licked you clean. You slumped in your chair, breathing heavily, and felt him pull your panties back up. His lips planted a kiss to your clothed, sensitive clit before you felt him move away from you.

Bucky appeared out from under the table with a proud smirk, disheveled hair, and red cheeks. Then he smiled - an actual genuine smile - as he took in your wrecked appearance. He made a show of wiping his chin and sucking his finger and you sat up, feeling your thighs shake a little.

You cleared your throat, avoiding his playful stare. “What-what was that?” You whispered, bravely looking up at Bucky now. He licked his lips and chuckled deeply, running his hand through his hair again.

“I did something about it.”

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break the ice, 1

Pairing:  jungkook x reader x jimin
Genre: sports au, hockey player jungkook & jimin, smut, comedy?, slight angst, fluff too :’)
Warnings: thigh riding, sexting, phone sex, pillow riding
Word Count:  18k
Summary:

There are three rules to become an official Puck Bunny:
1.     You have to love hockey. No exceptions.
2.     You have to had slept with at least three hockey players. Starters, no benchwarmers.
3.     And most importantly, have fun!

A/N: i wanted this to be a oneshot but i kept adding and adding more :( …
anyway… enjoy part 1!!

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Suga Daddy: Part 11

Suga Daddy: Part 11 (m)

Word count: 8.3k

Genre/Warnings: smut, angst, language, dom!Yoongi, choking and dirty talk

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Summary: Yoongi comes with you to Jungkook’s graduation.

I think there might be just a few chapters left. 

Parts: {playlist} one | two | three | four | five | six | seven | eight | nine | ten

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His Warmth (M)

Word Count: 3532
Member: Jimin x Reader
Genre: Fluff & Smut
Warnings: Cum-play, Biting, Lots of cute bc I’m in love with Jimin

It’s been two months since your boyfriend went on tour and you haven’t been able to see him, so when you unexpectedly wake up to him in your bed you just can’t seem to keep your hands to yourself.

c.

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The one where Y/N loves Harry’s mouth, and he loves eating her out. 

i.

She was frustrated.

All day, her mind had been tortured with thoughts of him that did exceedingly well to get her panties wet, and heart hammering against her chest. Starting from when she woke up alone this morning, she’d felt a need for him. He’d left early because of meetings, and she had to go to work. She was slightly grumpy and frustrated that she didn’t get to have him that morning. Carried a pouty lip to work with her. The thoughts followed her—haunted her—she felt like. She couldn’t focus her mind on anything else - mental images of Harry’s mouth grazing her neck while his fingers worked on her clit, or how dark his eyes would get when he stared up at her with his tongue licking stripes all over her heat, distracting her from everything she had to get done.

So, when she gets home, she’s quick to run to him and press her lips against his soft ones. God, she loves his lips, they’re so good. 

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Bluebells

Summary: Dan just really wants to put flowers in Phil’s hair.
Word Count: 2,498
Warnings: none
A/N: Hello! I’ve had this image in my head of Phil with flowers in his hair for like 2 months straight and obv i needed to write about it since I can’t do art. This whole fic is basically just me gushing about how beautiful Phil is and I’m not even ashamed. See art for this fic here, here, here, here, and here

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There is a boy that makes Dan yearn to weave flowers into his hair every time he sees him. There is a boy with pale skin as white as snow and pretty blue eyes the colour of Bluebells. He has hair like the night sky and it sometimes glimmered in the light to form little galaxies. He wanted to thread Baby’s Breath through those pretty raven locks until his hair matches the colour of his eyes.

It was an addiction, an anomaly, something that does not normally cross Dan’s mind. Usually, he doesn’t see someone and want to thread flowers through their hair. Usually, he doesn’t think about flowers at all.

But then he saw him and he couldn’t stop himself from going home and studying the names of flowers that reminded Dan of him. Hyacinths and Marigold and Sweet Peas and Lavender, all melding into one to make the most beautiful man Dan had ever laid eyes on.

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quickie || t.h || {sequel to tease}

Read Tease!

Relationship: Tom Holland x reader

Summary: Delayed interviews means Tom and you can have some time with each other. 

Warnings: S M U T (18+)

Word Count: 1.9k

A/N: this is like a sorta sequel to tease (you don’t have to read it to understand what’s going on though) I think I’m just gonna make it like a series of events sorta thing!!


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White sheets & purple kisses

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word Count: 2,032
Warnings: Smut - NSFW – Sexual themes, inappropriate language, nudity, handjob, fingering, squirting, unprotected sex - please guys if you’re going to be intimate with someone, please use protection. Also if you’re underage, please don’t read this.
Author’s Note: Hi guys, I don’t even know what to say about this. I think this is the most smuty thing I’ve ever wrote ahah so all I can say is I hope you enjoy it. This is also for @marvelous-fvcks writing challenge. I hope you like it! I did my best. And please guys, tell me what you think of it. I’m so nervous for some reason ahaha.
Prompt Word: Hickey


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Thigh Kissing

Summary: Phil loves everything about Dan, but he loves kissing his thighs more than anything in the world.
Word Count: 1,144
Warnings: None
A/N: Y'all asked for thigh kissing, so I granted your wishes. If you would like to support me and my writing and get perks such as getting my fics a day early, head over to my patreon!

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Phil loved everything about Dan.

He loved the way he smiled, those dimples caving in on his cheeks, his entire face brightening up as though he was the happiest man alive. Phil had no doubt that, for a while, he was the happiest man alive. He was always grinning whenever Phil was around and then he would look at him with those gorgeous chocolate eyes, ones so soft and filled with fondness that it took Phil’s breath away.

He loved the way Dan had started to wear his hair curly, showing a confidence that didn’t used to be there. But it was there now, shining in a way that made him look like an entirely different person. He held himself taller, spoke loudly, and his hair was wild and so soft that Phil loved to run his hands through it.

“Phil, you’re messing up my hair,” Dan would complain when he did this, but he wouldn’t push Phil away and just let him twirl a curl around his fingers.

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Fantasies

request: Omg requests?  Could we have a oneshot about Bucky seeing his girlfriend wearing a Choker for the first time? Like, she has never worn one before, but this one has one of those silver metal rings on it, and Buckys mind goes somewhere very dirty when he sees it?  Please?

word count: 3251

warnings: smut, unprotected sex, oral (female recieving), tbh this is just plain filth there’s no other way to put it

Originally posted by painfulblisss

You were a thing of dreams, a vision standing there and Bucky couldn’t help but marvel at your beauty. You were the epitome of perfection and as you stood there Bucky leaned back in his chair taking his time to allow his eyes to rake over your body, his eyes stopped at your neck and Bucky let out a harsh breath at the sight.

Your neck was adorned with a choker which hung a silver metal ring, the sight of you wearing such a thing made Bucky want to fuck you whilst you were wearing it and only it. He didn’t know what it was that captivated him so much but it didn’t matter, the only thing that mattered was putting that choker to good use.

You looked at him concerned, he hadn’t moved or said anything in minutes and that was unlike Bucky who was practically hyperactive. “Bucky, you good?” You asked and at the sound of your voice his head snapped up, tearing his gaze away from your neck and focusing it on your face.

Bucky was afraid if he looked down, it would become painfully aware to the both of you the effect that your choker had on him. Bucky swallowed thickly trying to distance himself from his thoughts of you writhing under him as his eyes locked on the choker once more. He realised you were waiting for an answer so once again his eyes trailed upwards to your face and he plastered on a smile, “Yeah, I was uh- just thinking.” Bucky replied as you looked at him curiously, you knew there was something going on with the man in front of you.

You shook your head before heading over to your dresser to pull out pyjamas, you were going to put them on when you realised you were still wearing the choker you had put on earlier. Your hands quickly went to your neck clasping the chain hoping you could take it off without any assistance. You were on the cusps of unclasping it when Bucky shot up of the chair in your bedroom. You looked at him an eyebrow arched, “What?” You asked as you looked at your boyfriend confused because ever since you came home from girls night with Wanda he had been acting strangely. It was like the moment he laid eyes on you he went silent, maybe he was upset you couldn’t spend time with him before he left because he was on a mission debriefing.

Bucky gulped and said all too quickly, “Don’t take it off.” At his words confusion over took you, what was he talking about?

“Take what off?” You asked because this was getting annoying.

Bucky took a deep breath trying to stave off the feelings that were evoked by the piece of jewellery on your neck. “The choker, don’t take it off.” Bucky clarified and he did so in a tone of voice you had heard many times when you were lying beneath him bare and under his control.

You also knew the look on his face too well, it was the look that said he wanted to devour you.You realised then what he wanted, why he was so silent and why he refused to let you take the choker off. You pretended as if you didn’t know however and instead asked him a question, “Why not?” You asked as you tilted your head looking at your boyfriend who was standing up his fists clenching trying to control the fire inside of him.

He took one look at you, his eyes focusing solely on your choker and then he stepped forward his hands going straight to your ass and kneading the clothed flesh. “Because babydoll I like it, a lot. I also love the thought of how you’d look wearing it and only it as I fuck you hard like I know you want.” Bucky said and it his words you sucked in a breath because you loved Bucky and all his dirty fantasies and this one sounded delectable.

“You have to do something for me and if you do I’ll keep it on so you can fuck the shit out of me.” You replied with a small smirk as you wove your hands around Bucky’s neck bringing him closer to you before you pressed your lips to his. Bucky kissed back immediately his lips tangling in yours as his hand never once stopped kneading the flesh he hoped to turn red later tonight.

His metal arm found itself astray and inching closer and closer to your clothed bundle of nerves, his thick fingers rubbed along your clit and at the feeling you moaned your lips parting as you did allowing Bucky’s tongue to slither in. You didn’t fight him, you never did -  you loved it when he took control. His tongue ravaged your mouth as you hoped he would on another body part.

When he was done, he bit down heavily on your bottom lip causing you let out a whimper your body shaking slightly at the blurred lines of pain and pleasure. He pulled away and looked at you, “What exactly is that you want me to for you, doll?” Bucky asked.

“Besides fucking the life out of me I want you to devour me.” You said as you grabbed ahold of his metal fingers and pinched your clit making you purr like a kitten.

Bucky’s tongue ran deliciously across his lips at sight as well as the sound of your moans.“What do you want?” Bucky asked because he loved to tease, he loved the way you would beg him to fuck you as well as the sound of you moaning and sobbing his name as pleasure overtook you and your senses.

You moved his hand from your clothed clit and brought his fingers up to your mouth bringing one of the heavenly thick fingers to your lips before you ran your tongue over the tip before taking it all into your mouth. Bucky groaned at the sight because you looked enticing as you sucked his fingers like it was his cock.

“My babydoll’s so dirty.” Bucky practically bragged as you gave all of his thick fingers the special treatment, he could picture you on your knees sucking his cock and your being covered in his cum. “Always.” You said with a smirk which made Bucky chuckle darkly.

“Undress babygirl and lay on the bed, I’m gonna give you exactly what you need,” Bucky said and you did as he said. You stripped yourself bare till you were wearing nothing but the choker Bucky was now extremely fond of.

Bucky looked at you sprawled out on the bed, legs opened wide ready and waiting for him in nothing but the choker that made him want to lose all self-control. He found himself reaching for his phone on the bedside and taking multiple photos of you, each time you heard the audible click of the camera you put yourself in another position all of which highlighted the choker on your neck. When Bucky was satisfied that he had taken enough pictures of you and that as always you looked absolutely fucking perfect in each photo, he set his phone down to the side and steadily crawled his way up the bed. He found himself in between your legs like he always did and the sight before him was glorious, he could see your wetness leaking all over the sheets and it was magnificent.

“You’re so fucking perfect baby doll, you know that? You’re so wet, is it all for me?” Bucky asked and you bit your lip nodding as you looked down at him.“Can’t wait to show just how much I fucking love you in that choker,” Bucky said before he leant down and in an instant, his mouth was on your pussy. Your hands flew to his long tresses needing to clutch something as pleasure spiked through you, your moans were no longer soft they were harsh and loud as Bucky ate you out like it was his job.

He wouldn’t let you go, he couldn’t with how hard you were tugging at his hair and how you moaned his name so desperately. Your back arched against the sheets your body quaking as Bucky delved deeper, his tongue ravenous as he sucked and licked at your clit. You had been in this position many times but this was different, there was a raging fire inside of him and you could feel it as his tongue came into contact with your clit and he all but growled into your pussy.

“Fuck, Bucky!” You moaned nearly screamed as he lost all restraint, he delved deeper his tongue licking up all that you had to offer, it was sticky and sweet like honey and Bucky couldn’t get enough of the way you tasted on his tongue.He took you like a drug, he was practically an addict to your sweet alluring taste. Bucky went faster wanting more than nothing to feel your white cum on his tongue, he wanted to lap up your juices and when he was done he wanted to fuck you hard all whilst staring at you in that choker.

Bucky sucked harshly on your bundle of nerves and you felt your hips bucking up into the velvety smooth of his lips that have explored every inch of your body in heat and in passion.

“I can’t take it.” You said through moans as Bucky kept eating you out as vigorously as he could wanting to get you to your orgasm. Bucky smirked into your pussy but said nothing and kept going causing you to let out a string of high pitched screams as you tugged so hard on his hair you were sure you would pull a piece out.

Your legs were shaking by his head and your moans and breaths were ragged as Bucky’s tongue and lips never once left their favourite place, he breathed in your scent loving your smell as his teeth raked over the sensitive flesh of your clit.

You couldn’t last any longer, your impending and inevitable orgasm creeping up on you as you felt Bucky’s teeth on your clit once more. Euphoria hit you hard and fast with no mercy and soon you felt your release, Bucky felt it too and the moment he did his face was directly at the source lapping all that you had up. He couldn’t tear himself away from it even as much as he tried, you tasted even better than drugs and Bucky needed another hit.

He kept going long after your high and didn’t stop till the scruff of his beard with covered in thick droplets of your cum.“I can’t, I need you Bucky. I need your cock.” You whimpered and that the sound of just needy you were Bucky pulled back savouring your sweet taste as he did.

He looked at you to see that like always you were absolutely wrecked. You had never looked so perfect to Bucky in your life, your hair was a mess and your lip was red and raw from how hard you had been biting down on it to stop yourself screaming.

“Shh, Babygirl don’t worry I’m gonna give you what you need.” Bucky cooed as he quickly removed his clothes leaving him naked and you desperately needing the fullness of him inside of you.

Bucky liked to take his time with you but once your eyes landed on his thick cock, a needy moan left your lips and suddenly Bucky was impatient. He quickly aligned himself at your entrance, one hand grabbing the headboard whilst his metal arm came down to your hips keeping them in place as he pushed in. The moment you felt his cock slide through your puckered hole you were a goner, you looked into Bucky’s eyes and you saw a fury and you knew that it wouldn’t be long again till you were coming all over his cock.

Bucky wasted no time in starting to move, he was as quick as ever and didn’t show any mercy whatsoever. You could hear the headboard above you rocking as Bucky thrusted into you so hard you thought the bed might collapse.

“Fuck you’re so tight. I’m gonna fuck you so hard babygirl. You want that?” Bucky asked and you nodded frantically as his hips thrusted into yours and then a string of your moans filled the air.

Bucky couldn’t help himself groaning at your noises as he pushed into you so hard the sound of your skin slapping against each other in the most animalistic of ways rang throughout the room. It was as if every time Bucky fucked you he was like a dog without a leash: wild and free to do whatever he pleased and what he liked to do was make you scream at the top of your lungs.

Your hands found the sheets needing something to hold on to as Bucky drove his cock into your pussy at the speed you had never experienced before. You wondered why and then you realised his eyes were glaring holes into the choker that had started it all.

The headboard hit the wall furiously as Bucky’s eyes never once left your neck finding it as well as the tightness of your pussy the most intoxicating thing ever. He drilled into you so hard you were writhing under him screaming and moaning clutching the sheets so hard you were nearly tearing them. He loved it, every pulsing throbbing moment of it because you were a sight to behold wearing the choker and letting him fuck you into an oblivion.

“Use it.” You managed to breathe out and Bucky looked at you in confusion although never once stopping thrusting into you like a savage.

You looked up at him seeing his confusion and clarified, “Use the choker, use it as you fuck me.” You said and that was all Bucky needed and the next you knew he pulling you up using the metal ring onto his cock, you were now in a straddling position and Bucky brought his hand from the headboard to your hips.

Your hips connected as Bucky used the metal loop to keep pulling you down with force and fury onto his cock, every time he did you screamed so loud he was sure anyone who lived near you would be able to hear and he was glad because he wanted people to know just how good he could fuck you. The hand from your hip came to your hair tugging on it and pulling your lips onto his, your moans and screams were muffled as Bucky’s tongue sought you out exploring every inch and crevice of your mouth.

You let him with pleasure because you couldn’t focus on anything else but the way he kept pulling you down matching his thrusts as a whole new ecstasy took over your senses.

When Bucky pulled back from the kiss, light was shed onto your moans and Bucky found the noise simply melodic. He pulled you closer, feeling the hard tips of your nipples against his chest as he rutted into you. You found yourself biting down onto his shoulder and at your actions deep guttural moans left Bucky’s lips because you were just as nasty and animalistic as he was. You tightened your legs around clamping down on his cock and the feeling was so fucking perfect the deep groan that emitted from Bucky sounded like a scream and the sound made your eyes roll back in pleasure.

You loved hearing him come undone just as much as he loved hearing you.“Fuck, you sound hot.” You breathed out and then a moan tore itself from your throat, euphoria grabbing hold of you once again. Bucky chuckled against you before dropping his head down against your neck his tongue running along the smooth material of your choker.

“So do you.” Bucky replied before he found space on your neck and clamped his teeth down on your flesh wanting to mark you up because the sight of you covered in the purples bruises he gave you made him fuck you harder.

“Gonna keep going till I feel those walls clamp down on me again and I feel you coming all over my cock like the dirty little girl you are.” Bucky promised as he thrusted deeply into you his balls smacking against your skin, the noise was pure filth – it was beautiful to you and Bucky.

“Not gonna be long.” You said because with the way Bucky was fucking you with pure hunger and lust you knew you wouldn’t be able to last any longer. Your words were proven when Bucky moved your legs up his torso allowing him to thrust into you at a new angle and as he did he hit your g-spot on the mark every single time he ploughed into you.

“Oh, I know babydoll.” Bucky said smugly as he fucked you with all the strength and energy he had left because like you, he felt his high beckoning him over. He gave you his all.It was when he hit your g-spot and when his lips dropped to your breasts that you were done, you couldn’t take it, no longer having it in you and soon enough your vision went white as you were lifted off into the euphoria of your high.

Bucky watched you come undone like a hawk, his eyes never once leaving you as he pulled his lips from your nipples and brought them to your shoulder pressing kisses there to calm you as you came down from your high.

He felt his high when these words left your lips, “Fuck Bucky, come inside me, come inside me please.” He loved when you begged and to hear you beg for his come inside of you was too much for the man who was fucking you mercilessly.

He did as you wanted pulling you closer to him by your choker and pressing his lips to yours as he came just as hard and fast as you did.It was perfect and when you had both calmed down Bucky pulled out of you leaving you an even bigger whimpering mess.

He quickly laid down on the bed pulling you on top of him, you steadied your breathing against him as he ran his fingers down your sides.“Tomorrow we’re going shopping and I’m getting you more of those chokers because fuck Y/N you look so hot I could come again just looking at you.” Bucky said when all was calm and quiet.

You laughed against his chest smiling in your post orgasm haze.“Promise?” You asked because another round of this, as well as some new chokers, sounded amazing to you.

Bucky smiled in bliss before replying, “I promise doll. I’m gonna practically drag you out of the shop to here so I can fuck you again.”

Jealousy (Richie/Eddie)

Summary: In which Eddie can’t help but feel jealousy creep against his thoughts.

Prompt 97“Are you jealous?”

Prompt: 26“Open your fucking eyes, it’s so obvious that I’m in love with you!”

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Eddie sighed in frustration with tired legs, crawling back up from out of the water with the rest of the losers club. He fixed his white briefs and found himself standing up despite his legs practically wobbling from kicking them that much under water; this was because Eddie was in fact too short to stand up properly under the water.

The others sat down, stretching their limbs and talking quietly amongst themselves whilst Beverly set up the boombox and somehow managing to get music echoing from the speakers.

Eddie zoned out, watching as the water swayed lightly in the lake and a grin took place on his lips. He didn’t need his inhaler today, he was fine swimming. Despite countless times of his Mom telling him to always be extra careful in deep water because of how weak he is, he was strong enough to keep his head above water and that’s all that mattered to him.

Eddie turned back around, going to engage in a conversation with one of the others until he noticed it.

Most, if not all of the boys were staring.

Eddie followed their gaze, his jaw slacked which revealed his open mouth as he noticed that all of them were staring at a sun bathing Beverly, relaxed and in her underwear. 

Sure, Beverly was pretty. Very, pretty. But what made her so enticing for all of the boys to stare at her in an alluring way? She didn’t have the best reputation with boys to begin with, which surprised Eddie as he would’ve thought some of them would’ve moved away from the thoughts that were currently going through their minds right now.

Eddie couldn’t help but feel out of place, especially because the only reason he was staring was because he was trying to find out what made he so special? Was it because she was a girl? Was it because she was a girl in her undergarments? Possibly so. 

Eddie’s eyes then shift to his friends, eyeing the way they were all in a trance. As Eddie wandered his gaze over to Richie he couldn’t help but feel his heart strings twist and turn and he helplessly allowed a sigh to release from his nostrils. Anger filled his thoughts. 

What was so special about Beverly? If she was wearing more clothes then he wouldn’t be staring at her like that, surely. She was a stupid girl. Does Richie like stupid girls? Does he like girls in general? 

Just as he stares back at Beverly with distaste roaming his tastebuds, Beverly’s head turns and glances at the boys through her fashionable shades.

All of the boys, including Eddie, look elsewhere and pretend to engage in conversation to disguise their actions. Eddie quickly squirms his steps across the path to where Stanley was sat and switches the song to something else to cover up his own acts.

Beverly merely shrugs, before looking elsewhere.


It was later on that day when the losers were all packing up to go home; Eddie and Richie left earlier than the rest as they both lived on the same road a few houses away from one another.

It was silent, with Eddie still having bad thoughts about Beverly due to an unknown emotion taking over him, almost alike to selfishness. Richie on the other hand was chewing upon gum obnoxiously loud, his mouth open when doing so. He followed up his actions by blowing a large pink bubble, before sucking it back into his mouth. He repeated this a few times until the silence was practically killing him.

“You’re awfully quiet, Eds.”

“Don’t call me fucking Eds.” Eddie grumbled, tightening his fanny pack around his hips to prevent it from slipping down his legs.

Richie was shocked at Eddie’s sudden tone, not to mention that he had been quiet for the majority of the day up until this point. “Damn, no need to be a bitch about it.” Richie mumbled, pushing his glasses up with his middle finger towards Eddie in hope he’d see it as a joke and lighten up.

He didn’t.

Eddie simply rolled his eyes and walked faster. “You’re not funny and I’m not laughing.”

Richie frowned, walking Eddie closer and closer to his house. He was growing impatient with the boys temper growing, but he was determined to find the cause of his lack of happiness and find the core reason as to why he was acting strange.

“Eds, c’mon. Don’t be like this.” Richie bounced against Eddie’s side, wrapping an arm around his shoulders. “What’s wrong?”

Eddie scoffed, ignoring the taller boys question and grabbing Richie’s arm and shoving it off him. “Go wrap your twig arms around Beverly, I’m sure she’d fucking enjoy that considering all you did today was stare at her.”

Eddie walked quicker now, his tiny feet pacing forth. A lightbulb went off in Richie’s head as well as his lips spreading into a knowing smirk.

Richie cleared his throat, “My my, Eds. Are you jealous?

Eddie stopped in his tracks, heat rising against the skin on his face and spreading to his ears and clothed chest. He turned around with an angered look on his face.

“J-jealous? What the fuck of Richie?”

Richie’s smirk turned into a sly one, walking closer and folding his arms. “You’re jealous of me and Beverly, ain’t ya’?”

Just as Eddie was about to protest, Richie walked up and pressed his finger against Eddie’s lips teasingly, rubbing it around over them to force a funny face upon Eddie.

“Don’t answer that, I don’t want you blushing anymore than you already are.”

Eddie was horrified, he didn’t know that the heat sensation over his skin was him blushing. Why was he blushing? 

“I’m not-” Eddie stuttered, before being shushed by Richie’s finger again.

“Is this why you’ve been ignoring me all day?” Richie tilted his head, his curls flopping to one side.

Eddie averted his eyes elsewhere, feeling the shame creep up behind his shoulder. Silence was the best option for Eddie.

“Hm.” Richie hummed, moving his finger away and standing closer to Eddie. “Can I give you some advice Eds?”

Both of the two boys stood in front of Eddie’s house now, Eddie barely moving head to nod as anxiety took over. The anticipation of not knowing what ‘advice’ Richie was going to give him was killing him; Richie was dragging it out purposely to create suspense.

Richie finally spoke in a soft and gentle voice, “Open your fucking eyes, it’s so obvious that I’m in love with you.

Eddie opened his mouth, only for Richie to once again cut him off. This time, it wasn’t Richie’s finger but in fact Richie’s chapped, gum flavoured lips merging against Eddie’s own smooth pair of lips.

Eddie was quickly filled with anxious thoughts, he thought about how many germs were in a human mouth. For instance, there are actually more germs in a human mouth than a dogs. Eddie hitched for a second, before somehow gaining strength and pushing the thoughts away as he trembled into his first kiss with Richie, the boy he was falling for.

Eddie felt the heat run down his shoulders and smothering his spine, sending tingles as he twitched his fingers against Richie’s cheeks whilst on his tiptoes. Richie confidently wrapped his hands around Eddie’s hips to hold him in place for the kiss. Both of the boys had their eyes closed as they enjoyed their moment in perfect unity.

After what seemed like forever, which forever was 10 seconds in this instance, both pulled away for fresh air. Their eyes opened slowly, Eddie looking up at Richie through his eyelashes and Richie surprisingly having flushed freckles over his dotted skin.

Both boys giggled, stepping away from each other awkwardly.

“So.. so uh- don’t get jealous.” Richie chuckled awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck.

“i don’t.. I don’t think I’ll need too.” Eddie whispered, clutching his shirt for mental and physical support.

Richie smiled down at the boy, “Well.. goodnight Eds. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

With that, Richie quickly rushed off with quick steps and his arms frantically moving in-between his steps. 

Eddie watched from afar, his fingertips touching where Richie had kissed him. The bubblegum taste lingered on his own lips from Richie’s, his tongue licking at his bottom lip ever so slightly to remember how Richie melted perfectly against him with no flaws whatsoever. How Richie made him feel negatively about Eddie by making him jealous. How Richie managed to sweep Eddie up and off his feet in the end. How… Eddie loved Richie too.

“I love you too.” Eddie whispered to Richie, despite Richie being very much so far away and couldn’t possibly hear Eddie’s silent confession.

With that, Eddie turned on his heels and made his way back inside.

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Seokjin 

After getting what you wanted by begging on your knees, literally, you didn’t even realize exactly what you did to this poor boy. Sure, you batting your eyelashes while speaking in a baby voice was nothing new - but doing that while on your knees was a different story. Jin was so conflicted, Taehyung had to shield his eyes to snap him out of his trance that you unintentionally put him under. 

“The things she does to me…” 

“Oh, no you don’t. You can screw her later, we gotta go.” 

Yoongi 

All you wanted was his attention, you didn’t intend on it going any further than just cuddling - you would’ve been fine with cuddling. You haven’t seen Yoongi all day, so when he was finally sitting still - why not take that opportunity to just snuggle and chill? The only problem was that, at the moment, he wasn’t in a snuggly mood. So you thought - why not get him into one? 

Plopping yourself in the empty spot right next to him on the couch, you made sure that he noticed you by snuggling up against his side, nuzzling your head in the crook of his neck. Opening one eye in annoyance, Yoongi made an attempt to push you off - not really wanting to be bothered at the moment - but failed miserably. It wasn’t until you started to softly kiss his neck did you practically stop his breathing altogether. 

“Oppa, I’ve missed you so much, don’t push me away~” You would coo softly while still buried in his neck, your warm breath sending a wave of chill bumps up and down his body. His lack of response - only because of your sudden closeness - seemed to be all the answer you needed. Huffing, you decide to just get up and go to bed - thinking the your attempt was a misfire. 

Only for him to yank you right back down, in his lap this time, eyes now open and piercing into yours. As he stared up at you, the new position he had you in allowed you to feel…everything.

“You must be out of your mind if you think I’m letting you walk away after giving me this, jagi.”

“B-But, that’s not what I meant to-”

“Bullshit. Bedroom. Now.” 

Namjoon

You tried aegyo, after receiving advice from a friend that it would definitely get your man do whatever you pleased. Sure, they were right in the end…it just wasn’t the kind of reaction you expected him to give. 

“Namjoon, I didn’t mean it like this, I-I was trying to be cute!” You avoided eye contact as your boyfriend lowered his head to one of his favorite spots on your body, peppering the area with kitten licks as you fought to hold in your sounds. 

“Doesn’t matter what you were trying to do, baby. It turned me on, and now you gotta pay the price for it.” He would reply, tugging your closer by your thighs, squeezing the flesh as warning to look him in the eye. Once you did, a small smirk would creep up his face until a single dimple was visible. You were in for a long night.

After that, you either thanked your friend or strangled them.¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Hoseok 

It wasn’t your fault, you were merely trying to make him feel better. In a way, you did, but not in the way he expected at the moment. He was feeling kind of down, beating himself up on the mistakes that he made during their performance. You, being the awesome girlfriend you were, told him that there was barely any that was made - that his stage presence was fantastic. But, no matter what you said, his smile still didn’t have its usual brightness. 

Thinking it over for a second and reviewing over how he would cheer you up, an idea spontaneously popped into your head as you made you way back over to where he sat under the dark rain cloud that hovered above his head. 

“Jagi, I know you mean well, but I just really wanna be left alo-oh!” He would exclaim mid-sentence as you wrapped your arms around his head and pulled him into your chest. Whenever he would hug you like that, it would always make you laugh at how awkward and uncomfortable the position was, immediately bringing you out of your funky mood. 

The only flaw in your plan was…Hoseok didn’t have boobs. But, you did. And right now you’re practically shoving them in his face. When you eventually pulled away to see if it made him feel any better, you were somewhat disappointed to see his face now scrunched up in displeasure. 

“Great. Now I’m sad and horny. Thanks a lot.” 

Jimin 

You were modeling a new dress for him that you had just bought. It was nothing fancy, nothing too out there, just a cute little sun dress in his favorite color. You bought it to wear for when you meet his family, wanting the first impression to be good - so you asked for his opinion. Jimin sat on the bed, waiting patiently as you changed in the bathroom, coaching you through the door. 

“Baby, whatever it is, you’ll look amazing in it! They won’t care, I love you - so they’ll love you, too!” 

“I just want to look like wife-material, that’s all!” You replied on the other side. Shaking his head slowly, he lets out a small chuckle before speaking under his breath. 

“You already do, everyday.” Almost blushing at his own greasy comment, the small sound of the bathroom door opening was enough to draw his attention. His jaw nearly hit the floor as you shyly strut into view - already fidgeting with the hem of the dress. 

“I-Is it too short? I feel like it is, just a little - do you like the color? Is the color okay, does it clash with my skin? It is a good color on me?” Question after question would spew from your mouth as you kept trying to find anything and everything that could be wrong with the dress. Jimin on the other hand was in his own little world as he stared at the woman before him in awe. Wow, you were really all his. All his, no one else’s. Now that you’ve put ‘wife-material’ in his head, it was all he could think about.

Park Y/n. Mrs. Park Y/n. The more he thought about it, the more it strangely aroused him. The thought of you in a wedding dress, taking his last name, baring his children - your honeymoon. The way you twirled in your sun dress was icing on the cake, you were gorgeous without even trying. Realizing that you were still rambling about the outfit, Jimin let out a soft ‘Yah,’ successfully getting you to stop talking and look at him with curiosity. 

“Regardless if you hate the dress or not, it’s gonna end up on the floor after the dinner, anyway.” 

Taehyung 

Wouldn’t know what to do honestly. You had put on cat ears for the hell of it, and wore them around the house. Sneaking up behind Taehyung, you caught him off guard by purring in his ear, your arms wrapped around his shoulders from behind as you practically started to grind your lower half against his. Standing still in bewilderment, not having a clue on what you were doing, he decided to just wait it out and see how this ends. 

Pulling away from him with a small lick to his cheek, you scurry away while making tiny meow sounds, leaving poor Tae to stand in the kitchen in confusion. 

“What tf just happened and why am I turned on??”  

Jungkook 

“ I AM CONFUSION. YOU WERE ONLY BEING CUTE BUT NOW I’M AROUSED. AMERICA EXPLAIN.” 

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You’ll Float Too [Bill Skarsgård/Pennywise x Fem!Reader]

A/n: Well guys, I’ve finally made the foray into the fold. Done are the days I simply reblog for this fandom– look out for some more Bill or Penny x readers coming. It’s the first day of Halloween today, so be prepared, I’m spoopily inspired :) 

Warnings: Hint of dub-con. Brief smut. Sexy clowns.


“Bill?”

Your feet barely make a sound against the floorboards as you carefully trek out of the bedroom. Your husband, Bill Skarsgård, had told you he would just be a moment– that the noise was probably just the broken furnace in the old house you two had just bought. This was, of course, after you had so abruptly been interrupted.

“Fuck, baby,” you had whispered, grinding against him and dipping down to slip your tongue back into his mouth.

“Look at how wet you are for me,” he had growled, fingers curling up inside of you mercilessly as his thumb rubbed your clit. You bounce on his fingers, one leg on either side of his own long ones.

“Bill, I-” you gasp, squealing as he readjusted his hand, shoving his fingers even deeper.

“Love feeling that pussy squeeze around me…” he tugged you down, licking his fingers off with a pop. “Love feeling it around my dick.”

“I’ve got something else in mind,” you grinned, moving the covers down to brush your lips against his clothed, hardened cock.

“Fuck,” he breathed in turn, breath hitching as you give a lick through his pyjama pants. That was when the noise had sounded.

Your head had popped up. “What was-”

“That?” he echoed at the same time.

“It’s probably the rain,” you murmur, “The thunderstorm is loud.”

“Sure… but rain or no rain, if that fucking piece of shit of a furnace is broken again, I’m gonna-” You envelop his lips again, but he groans, softly pushing you off. “Here, I’ve gotta fix the thing, I don’t wanna freeze all night. I’ll be back in a second, babe,” he had promised, kissing your forehead. You had smiled, and tugged at his loose pyjama pants from the bed.

“You’d better be. I want these off.”

A smirk your way, and he had dashed off downstairs.

Now, it had been a long while, and you hadn’t heard him answer any of your calls for him.

Coming to the door of the basement, you open it cautiously.

“Bill, where are you?” You tug his oversized “cast” T-shirt he had kept from Allegiant further down over your panties. It was cold down here, and– you gasp. The basement was flooded. Was the thunderstorm really that bad?

“Bill,” you hiss, “I hate it down here… did you fix the furnace?!”

You hear a ripple in the water, and swallow, taking another step down. “Hey… can you hear me? It’s still freezing, it must not be wor-” You stop, and gaze around. There’s no sign of your husband. You turn, and bite your lip. Maybe he’s upstairs in the kitchen, and he faked the furnace just to get a midnight snack…

No, but you were about to go down on him. The day Bill evaded a blow job for the last slice of carrot cake in your fridge was the day hell froze over.

Speaking of freezing over… You shiver again, and begin to take two stairs at a time up– until you hear another ripple, and a small splash.

“Bill?” you repeat for the billionth time, sighing as you turn back. “What are you– oh!” You find Bill standing by the far wall, up to his knees in water.

“What are you doing?” you ask incredulously, clutching your heart at the startle. He just stares at you. “What the fuck are you looking at?” you ask playfully, and smack your ass with a small smile. “Come up and get it.” You bite your lip and turn toward the door, but Bill doesn’t follow. You huff. “I’m getting a towel for you. No way I’m letting you in the bed with soaking legs.” He still makes no move. “Bill!! Come on!”

This time, he smiles.

“But (y/n),” he says quietly, “If you come with me… you’ll float too.”

“What?” you mutter, and then you roll your eyes so far back you’re sure they’ve hit the front of your brain. “Oh Christ. Your movie line? Really? My husband played a killer clown, I’m not scared of anything.” You let out a laugh that seems out of place in the eerie, dripping basement. “Stop being a dork and come with me, will you?” You hold out a hand, making a grabby motion.

He takes a step forward. “You’ll float too.”

“Only if you provide the finest duck floaties,” you tease, grinning, “AND poolside cocktails.”

“You’ll float too.”

“Yeah, okay, that’s nice, let’s g-”

“You’ll float too,” he begins to laugh, and you frown.

“Bill, st-”

“You’ll float too!” his voice takes on a giggly pitch, then his face changes. “You’ll float too, you’ll float too, you’ll float too-”

You back away, and your eyes widen as Bill’s face slowly begins to peel off, revealing flesh and teeth and bone. “You’ll float too! You’ll float too!” His voice is now low, demonic, and his eyes are clouding over as blood runs from them.

“Baby,” you breathe, a tear running down your cheek. He was decomposing right before your eyes, and you could do nothing about it– it was the most horrible thing you’d ever seen.

“You’ll float TOO! YOU’LL FLOAT TOO!” he begins to shout, eyes blazing as his mouth falls open.

“Stoppit!” you scream, and hide your eyes, clutching the railing. You suddenly hear silence, so you look up. There, in place of Bill, is Pennywise the fucking dancing clown, grinning over at you.

What the fuck?

“You smell lovely,” he titters, biting his lip with those sharp teeth you saw Bill take in and out during shooting. You could tell from the reflection of the water he was drooling, too. “So, so lovely, little girl.”

“Bill?” you ask softly, because really, it’s all you’ve remembered by way of words.

Bill? Bill?” Pennywise mocks, shaking himself violently, “Where are you?! It’s cold, and I’m such a slut that I can’t wait five minutes for you to fuck me!” He arches his back, mimicking your moans from upstairs, and you gasp.

“That’s right,” he giggles gleefully, “You don’t think I can smell i-t?” He takes a deep breath. “Mmmmm, I smelled it on him before I snapped his spine!”

“No,” you sob, and the clown glares.

“Yes! You smell good. Special. Like nothing I’ve ever taste-d… I want to taste you.”

You clench your jaw. Your legs are shaking, but… those eyes, boring down on you… they couldn’t… be doing things to you, could they? Suddenly, you’re disgusted with yourself.

“Are you scared?” he laughs, half to himself. “I do hope so. That will make it taste so much better.”

“Why?” you breathe shakily, “Why are you here?”

“Because,” Pennywise growled, “Just like your precious Bill said, before he died in agony…” The clown’s eyes lit up, glowing. “YOU’LL FLOAT TOO!” It came out as an otherworldly scream, and suddenly, Pennywise was lurching at you, slamming you onto the staircase and tossing open your legs–

“AH!” you shriek, and open your eyes. The room is dark, and the covers over you are strewn around. Bill turns over beside you, brow crinkling as he blinks open his own eyes.

“Hey… what’s going on?” He yawns. “You okay?”

“I,” you murmur, then start crying. He wakes himself fully up now, leaning over and cradling your head.

“Hey… hey, hey, you’re okay,” he’s frowning, concerned, as he pulls you into his arms, “You’re okay… whatever it was, it was just a dream, (y/n).”

“You were… but you were–” you try to articulate, sobbing uncontrollably. Bill, with all his facial features still perfectly intact, stares down at you earnestly.

“Hey. Just a dream. Okay? I’ve got you. I’m okay. See? I’m here.” His soft voice lulls you back into a calm state, and you clutch his arms and bury your face in his chest. Maybe his movie had gotten to you more than you thought… and the secret you had kept from him that you actually found him attractive in his costume.

He lays you back down, and strokes your hair back, whispering how much he loves you in your ear. You never want to let go… sleep begins to take you again.

Bill looks down at your sleeping form, and adjusts his head on the pillow, turning over. You make no move to wake up. He closes his eyes, then they open again slowly to reveal yellow orbs. As you fall asleep, you think you hear a gentle giggle, but it was just a dream… just a dream…

Tongue (Ethan)

⚤ - CONTAINS SMUT

You laid back on your shared bed with your boyfriend, Ethan, scanning aimlessly through your phone. When you had texted Ethan on your way home from the airport he had told you he was out filming something with Grayson.  Neither of you had seen each other in two weeks since you’d come back from your family vacation. You had originally planned to come home a day later but you wanted to surprise Ethan by choosing to come home a little earlier instead. You waited impatiently, tapping your fingers against your thigh until your heart began to pound in your chest at the sound of the apartment door opening and closing. Heavy footsteps shuffled in followed by two familiar voices.

“Dude I think she’s gonna hate it.” You heard Ethan’s laugh and it automatically made your heart sing even though you were questioning what the hell he’d gotten himself into now. You couldn’t leave Ethan or Grayson alone for more than five minutes before one of them was hurting themselves or doing something they’d likely regret later on.

“Maybe she’ll think it’s kind of kinky.” Grayson replied. You heard a smack followed by a loud “Ow!” You narrowed your eyes. What the hell were they talking about? You shook your head and contemplated coming out of the bedroom until you heard Ethan’s footsteps trudging down the hall.

“I’m taking a nap bro. I’m beat.”

The door swung open and Ethan stopped dead, stumbling backwards, clutching his chest with widened eyes.

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