simon and baz get in a fight during 7th year and end up magically handcuffed together
a/n: thank you @cherryonsimon for ur beta skills and brutal honesty :p AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY BAILEY!!!! ENJOY BEING OLD 💜💜
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“I don’t think we should see each other anymore.”
My jaw drops and I stare at Agatha. She doesn’t look like she’s joking, and I start to feel sick.
“I want to break up.”
“I just don’t think we’re good together,” she says, like her words aren’t devastating. Like she hasn’t just unraveled all of my plans for our future together.
“But…but I love you…” I say, a bit pathetically, and her face hardens.
“I’m not doing this because I don’t love you, Simon. I just don’t want to be with you anymore.”
I don’t know what to say to that, and she’s not listening anyway. She’s looking at something over my shoulder and I turn around quickly to see what it is.
He gives her a lazy wave and a wink, and when I face her again she’s gone pink.
“Him?” I say incredulously. “You’re breaking up with me for him?”
“What if I am?” she says, and I feel my magic starting to rise. She takes a step back, looking scared. I curse and try to force it back down.
“Agatha,” I say, but she’s still moving. “Agatha! I didn’t mean it!”
She spins on her heel and walks off, leaving me behind in the hall.
I’m sure I look like a fish out of water; students are leaving the classrooms and everyone’s giving me a funny look. I’m still fighting to keep my magic under control and I only have one thought on my mind: this is Baz’s fault.
* * *
Baz had somehow disappeared after my confrontation with Agatha, so I go looking for him. I eventually find him lurking in an unused corridor–the one with the room where the Crucible is stored. Surely Baz isn’t daft enough to try and mess with it. He must have some other scheme planned.
I don’t care what it is, I don’t care about anything else right now other than the fact that Baz has once again ruined my life.
I’m attempting to sneak up on him when the sole of my shoe squeaks, and he whips around.
“What do you want, Snow?” Baz spits, and I rush forward without thinking.
“This is all your fault!” I yell as I shove him, “if you’d just left Agatha well alone she wouldn’t have broken up with me!”
He looks confused for a second and then smirks. That makes me angrier, so I shove him again. Harder. This time his head makes a satisfying crack as it hits the wall. I rush forward with my arm pulled back, ready to punch him. He moves to block me and our hands collide in mid-air.
I feel a shimmer of magic around my wrist and my stomach drops. Baz must have cast something too low for me to hear, and now…well, I’m not really sure what he did until I look at my hand and see the shiny metal bracelet. I don’t realize what’s happened at first; Baz tugs his wrist and mine comes with it.
Merlin’s tits, I’m fucking handcuffed to Baz. What is he planning to do to me? This must be one of his schemes! He’s going to…he’s going to…
Well, I’m not sure what he’s going to do, but it probably involves me and a pair of handcuffs.
“What the hell, Baz!” I growl, “let me go!”
He looks indignant. “I didn’t do this!”
“Of course you did!”
“Crowley, Snow, do you really think I’d attach myself to you on purpose?”
The air starts to fill with smoke, and I realize it’s Snow. Shit, I should have known this would happen. He’s going to bloody go off. I’m tempted to poke him as I usually do–because I know he’ll just shield me–but I finally give into my urge to just…help him.
“Deep breaths now, Snow,” I say, and his head snaps up. He narrows his eyes at me, but I keep going; keep holding his gaze. “Let it go. Some of it. Before you start another fire. Whatever–fuck!”
Snow shoves me into the wall for the second time today, only this time he comes with me and I’m hit from both sides.
“What was that for? I was helping you, you numpty!”
“I don’t need your help,” he snarls.
“Fine!” I spit, “let’s go find you someone else then!”
Antis are gonna hate Killian Jones no matter what the writers do on the show. The writers aren’t giving them more ammo to hate. They (antis) make their own reasons. The writers are telling the story of Killian Jones they want to tell, regardless of what his haters are gonna say about him. To this point, Killian has proven he is a far better man than any of his detractors claim he is. That won’t change, nor should it just because some people who already DON’T like him are gonna not like him some more.
It was your last class of the day and you were both happy and upset at the same time. You were happy because after this you could go home and relax, but you were upset because it was your longest class and it was with your favorite teacher. Out of all your teachers, he was your favorite teacher. Mister Park. His name was Park Jimin but he told all his students to never call him Jimin.
Everything about him and everything he did made you droll. The way he would adjust his glasses. The way he would bite his lip. You honestly felt like sometimes he was teasing you. You day dreamed about what it would feel like to have him kiss you. Hug you. Everytime you went to his class you always managed to zone out and think about him or fall asleep and still think about him. He was always on your mind. He was your science teacher and science wasn’t a subject you suffered with but whenever you thought about him, everything you knew about science would slip out of your mind. You were starting to think about him more and more and your grade was going down.
Today was the last day before your exam and you were not in the mood. You were tired and you just wanted to get this class over with so you could go home and relax and study. As soon as you got into the classroom all you heard was complaints. Students were complaining about the exam. Some said they heard it was gonna be the hardest exam Mister Park has given. You quickly went to your seat, got out your supplies and prepared yourself.
“Alright students. Today is the last day we will study together for the exam before your own on until the exam on Monday. So pay attention.” Mister Park said. You’ve never heard Mister Park talk like that. His voice was lower then usually and it turned you on. You shook your head and tried to get rid of the dirty thoughts that popped into your head. This exam was very important and you had to focus.
“Lets go over vocabulary terms first.” Mister Park opened up a science book and flipped to the vocabulary section. The way he ran his fingers through his hair caused you to think about him running his hands over your body. Touching your skin. Your thoughts started to take you off into your own world where it was only you and him. You were so deep into thought that you didn’t even realize Mister Park had asked you a question.
“Y/N!” Mister Park yelled causing your head to jolt up. As soon as you made eye contact he slammed the book on his desk and signed. He took his glasses off and stood up and rubbed his eyes.
“Y/N? What did I say?” He looked at you and crossed his arm. The way he looked at you caused you feel heat at your core.
“I don’t know.” You looked at him and lightly shook your head.
“Stay after class.” He put his glasses back on and opened his book again. You closed your eyes and signed. How were you gonna last being alone with him? Everything he did drove you insane. You shook away your thoughts and focused. The rest of the time flew by fast and you took down a lot of notes. You thought that if you showed Mister Park how much you were focusing he was just lecture you a little bit and not hold you back for too long.
“That’s it. I hope everyone payed attention because your exam is Monday and it’s not gonna be easy. Everyone is dismissed, expect you Y/N.” Everyone started to pack their things and leave. You got your stuff and walked to his desk.
“Mister Park I took notes.” His back was turned to you and he putting papers into his bag. You looked over and noticed a pair of pink handcuffs in his bag. Your eyes widened and you quickly looked away. What was handcuffs doing in his bag? Does he have a girlfriend and plan on using them on her? Did he use them before he got to school? Did he find them somewhere?
“Let me see your notes.” He turned around and held his hand out. You quickly handed him your notebook and shook all your questions away.
“You left your old notebook here and I forgot to give it back to you.” He said while looking at your notes. You thought you lost it or accidentally threw it away.
“I went through it to see how much you were listening to my lessons. I guess you weren’t listening at all because there was barley any notes. I’m happy you took notes this time.” He gave your notebook back and nodded. He grabbed your old notebook and flipped through it.
“I didn’t know you felt this way about me.” He smirked at you.
“I don’t. I used to.” You grabbed your old notebook from his hands and put your stuff in your book bag.
“So you don’t like me anymore? You don’t think about me touching you anymore?” He leaned against his desk and you nodded your head. You lied.
“That honestly hurts me because I like you. I want to help you bring your grade up as well.” He rolled his sleeves at and as soon as you saw his arm veins your legs went numb and it took all your energy to hold yourself up.
“You like me?” You looked at him and tilted your head to side. How could he like you? Out of all his students what was so special about you?
“Yes but since you don’t like me let’s not talk about that. Let’s talk about your grade. You went for a strong A to a Strong C which means it can easily be brought up to a B but if you don’t get a one hundred on your test you’ll most likely get a B. I’m willing to help you as much as I can so you can get A.” He sat down in his chair and put some science books on the table. You signed and pulled a chair up next to his. His cologne was strong but it smelled so good.
“Lets go over the stuff that’s for sure gonna be on the test.” You nodded your head and he started opening books and flipping pages. His smell was starting to get to you and you’ve never been this close to him. The veins in his arms were still visible. You looked down and looked at his thigh. Beautiful, that was the only word you could think of that could describe it. You never noticed how toned and muscular his thighs were. Your thoughts started to swirl around in your head once again and body started to heat up.
“Y/N. Are you listening?” He looked over at you and shook his head.
“Stand up. Since you have trouble listening to me I’ll have to get your attention.” He smirked at you. He picked you up and sat you down on his desk. He lightly pushed your legs open and rubbed your thighs with his hands. He definitely had your attention now.
“Are you going to listen to me and pay attention?” He asked. You nodded your head and leaned back on your arms. He grabbed a book and looked at the pages.
“All you have to do is listen.” He rubbed your thigh and started to talk. You heard his voice but you didn’t hear what he was saying. The sensation that was coming from his hands gliding against your thigh cause core to tingle. He’s never touched you and you never wanted this moment to end. Before you could turn your attention back to him you felt a strong burning feeling in your thigh. You screamed out in pain.
“I told you to listen.” He put his book down and whispered in your ear.
“Are you sure you don’t like me? Are you sure you don’t think about me touching you?” As he kept talking one of hands was making its way to core. He rubbed you slowly. Everything about this moment felt like a dream.
“Maybe if you listen to me and be good I’ll raise your grade to an A.” He pushed you down so you were laying across his desk with your legs dangling over the end. He pinned your arms up above your head. He connected your lips and all you could do was melt. You’ve been dreaming about this moment but was it wrong? The way his plump lips felt on your’s felt so good. You wanted more.
You parted your lips and he slipped his tongue into your mouth. His thick wet tongue moved perfectly with your’s. You were so busy thinking about the kiss that you didn’t notice he took pink handcuffs from his bag and had handcuffed your wrist together. He broke the kiss and stood up in between your legs. He unbuttoned your pants and slid them down. He smiled at he looked down at you black lace underwear. Looking at him smiled at your body caused you to blush and become embarrassed. Jimin brought his hand to your heat and rubbed you hard and fast. You moaned more and more but you tried to keep your moans down.
“You can moan as loud as you want.” He whispered in your ear. He bit down on your ear and you leaned your head back as your body was on fire. His pace increased and he started to rub you faster and faster. He lightly sucked on your neck and everything was driving you crazy. You dreamed about this but you never thought it would of felt this good. He roughly slid your underwear off and rubbed your bare core faster. He slipped a finger in you and pumped it in and out harder every time. He added another finger and stuck them deep inside you. Your legs started to shake and your stomach started to tingle. You clenched around his fingers and he knew you were close.
“Ahh. Ahhhh. S-stop!.” You were so close and you were trying to hold it back but it was getting harder and harder. You finally couldn’t take it anymore and you released everything you were holding back. When Jimin slipped his fingers out of you, you squirted all over his shirt. He stood and watched your shake and come down from your high. You were panting and sweating.
“That was amazing.” He licked his finger then kissed you allowing you to taste your own cream. This caused his tongue to slid against your’s easier. You broke the kissed to get air. He slipped your shirt over your head and rubbed your chest hard. Your nipples became hard and body started to heat up again. He took is glasses off and roughly yanked his tie from his neck. He ripped his shirt open and all you could do was lay in awe at how beautiful his chest looked. You knew he was in shape but you didn’t know he looked like that. Jimin was very nicely built and you wanted to run your hands down his chest.
He kissed down your body. From your neck to your chest to your stomach. His kisses caused you to release small moans. When his finger glided down your body it felt like heaven.
“Ah. Ahh. Mhmm.” You moaned out loud. He lightly bit down on your thighs and you closed your mouth to stop screams from escaping. After he bit down on your thigh he would suck and lick on the spot he bit down on. You looked down and saw small galaxy mark on the inside on your thighs.
“You so wet. I don’t think I need to eat you out.” You panted a few times then prepared yourself. He unbuttoned his pants and pushed them down along with his boxers. Your eyes widened in disbelief. You never thought he was that big. You’ve always starred at him but you never noticed how big he was. The more you looked at his size the more you thought about the pain.
“I’ll be as gentle as possible. If it hurts too much tell me.” You looked into his eyes and saw nothing but care and worry. You nodded your head and opened your legs wider for him. Jimin lightly rubbed his length up and down your fold. He slowly and lightly pushed himself inside of you. You arched your back and did your best to relax so the pain would quickly go away. He pushed himself in more and more and then lightly slid out. His pace was slow and the pain disappeared. Jimin’s pace soon quickened and you were moaning his name. The way he rolled his hips into you made all your thoughts go away.
“J-Jimin. Faster. P-please.” The way you said his name gave him shivers and motivation to pound into you faster and harder til you couldn’t walk. Jimin rammed his thick length into your core harder and harder. Your vision went blur and your body was over heating. His grip on your waist tightened and the pain only mixed in with the pleasure. You knew your waist was gonna be bruised but you didn’t care. You only cared about the amount of pleasure you were feeling.
“Shit. It feels. So good.” He bent down and kissed and licked at your neck. You wrapped your legs around his waist and pulled him closer to you. As soon as you pulled him closer he hit your gspot and all you saw were stars. He smirked when he realized what just happened. He brought you legs up higher and hit your gspot over and over. You were close and so was he. You couldn’t hold it anymore but you didn’t want this moment to end.
“Jimin. Jimin!” You moaned his name one last time before letting go. He smiled then slipped his length out of you and released himself onto your stomach and chest. You both took a moment to catch your breathe. He took the handcuffs off you and kissed you. You wrapped your arms around his neck and deepened the kiss. He broke the kiss then stroked your hair.
“I think you’ll do fine on the exam.” He smiled at you and you giggled. You both got cleaned up and studied together.
My Masterpiece is complete!! I really hope you guys liked it I enjoyed writing it. I love Jimin and he noticed me when I went to their concert and I forgot how beautiful he looked during the DOPE Era so I decided to bring that red hair back! Hope you liked it!
Summary/Request: @geek-girl-67Oh could you do one where sam dean and the reader are in the middle of a prank war, and dean knows sam and the reader like each other, so while the reader is trying to pull a prank on sam in his room or something, dean handcuffs the reader to bed frame runs out the room urgently calls sam then shoves him in locks the door and obnoxiously yells out that they aren’t getting out until they confess their love or whatever and it all builds up to them having sex and Dom!sam coming out to play.
Word Count: 2227
Warnings: Smut, Cursing, Dom!Sam, a little fluff
*I’ve never written smut before so this was an interesting challenge. Sorry it got so long, I just got really into the story. Feedback is welcome!*
(A/N: Usually I leave my notes for the end, but I thought to switch it up for this one lol here’s the long awaited Theo Raeken smut. I went easy on it, I was gonna go a bit more rough at it, but I decided maybe I should just go with something simple. This is barely my second smut that I’ve actually worked on, but first one to post. Obviously by the title, the idea was sparked from listening to Attention by Charlie Puth. A little summary before hand. (Y/N) and Theo dated for a while before he decided to break up with her and betray the pack. He’s been a pain in the ass to her ever since.)
Warnings: Rough sex, spanking, some choking, daddy kink, some jealousy?
“I don’t like it.”
I turned abruptly and shocked to see Master standing in the doorway of our sex room. I was in a chair painting an image requested by master. He wanted it to be of me laying on the bed with my hands tied above my head. I was looking at Master leaning over my body with his hand covering my pussy. I named it “Mine”.
“Sir …. why?”
“Your body is unrealistic darling. Have you ever seen yourself naked?”
“Ummm yes Master … I just… ummm-.”
Master held up his hand to stop me. He was wearing black pants and a white shirt with the sleeves rolled up. I wanted him now. Well I always wanted him frankly. He walked towards me and stepped down until he was standing directly behind me. I breathed heavier now. His presence made me feel safe, wanted. I felt his hands on my bare shoulders. I used to be nervous being completely naked in front of him. Now I felt desireable.
“Malorie your body is so much sexier than you believe it to be.”
His right hand slowly caresses down mine until his big rough hand held onto my soft little one. He moved both of our hands to the painting and pointed my finger out.
“Your breasts need to be perkier sweetheart.”
Then his hand traveled down my body in the painting.
“And your too hard on yourself. Your waist is slimmer than that baby.”
He leaned closer to my neck. I felt his breath on my neck. It gave me chills. I leaned back and shivered into him. He brought my hands up to my lips then.
“Your lips are fuller baby and such a sexy shade of pink.”
His left hand moved my hair to the side and one finger went under my collar. He turned me to face him. He was less than six inches from my face. He smelled of his sweet earthy cologne that turned me on so much.
“I want you to do it again baby. This time I want you to focus on yourself and make yourself more beautiful. In fact I have an idea.”
He went to the wall and pulled a whip off the hook. Then some leather black handcuffs and what looked like a leash that hooked onto the handcuffs. He turned then looking dark. His demeanor changed and I felt the mood shift.
“Stand up and face me, head down.”
I did so immediately.
I felt him grow nearer.
“Hands out baby.”
I held my hands out wrists facing up. The smooth cool
cuffs buckled around my wrists easily and not so tight. Then I looked up to see the cuffs are held together by a silver loop. He took the leash and clipped it onto the loop.
“Look at me darling.”
His hand came under my chin and lifted it up.
“Open your mouth sweetheart.”
He reached into this other pocket and pulled out a small black butt plug. It had three balls one getting bigger than the last as it went further down.
“I know you told me your fear of anal play sweetheart but it’s time you get over your fear. Turn around and bend over the chair.”
I was nervous yet excited. I wasn’t scared because I knew he wouldn’t hurt me. I turned with my hands still together and bent over the chair. His hand came around and I saw the butt plug in his hand.
“Suck on this sweetheart to lube it up.”
I felt the smooth rubber material against my tongue. I made sure it got extra wet. Then he took it out and went back behind me.
“Make sure you relax sweetheart. If you tense up it will only make it harder.”
I breathed out and relaxed my muscles. I felt the tip just at my entrance. How will this feel? Do I tell him if I don’t like it? He slowly pushed it in while twisting it.
“I’m going easy sweetheart I promise.”
Was it all the way in? Then he pushed further. I felt the second ball push in.
It tingled and stretched me. He pushed in further and I felt the last biggest ball slowly push in. I breathed out hard. It felt foreign in me. Not bad though.
“You did amazing sweetheart now stand up.”
I did so. I felt it move with my body. Was I getting wet already?
“Now follow me.”
He grabbed the leash and pulled my arms. He was heading towards the door. Why?
He stopped and turned.
“Where are we going?”
“You’ll see. Now be quiet.”
We walked out the door and turned left. Were we going to his bedroom? I’ve never been in there before. Oh god we were! What was Master planning?
We walked in his large room. The first thing I see is a king size bed with a black comforter in the center with a large black headboard. To the left was floor to ceiling windows that lead to a balcony. The furniture in the room was all black with silver handles. Master turned to the right and opened a door. We walked into the biggest closet I’ve ever seen. I was shocked into Master walked forward and pulled my leash until I stumbled behind him. We walked past a line of clothes and turned and I saw a black bench in front of two giant floor to ceiling mirrors.
“Kneel in front of the mirror darling.”
As I did so I felt the buttplug in me shift. It made me wet. Well wetter.
“Look at me Malorie.”
I did so. I was facing the mirror and was looking at our reflections. He was right behind me with the whip in his hand. He was twirling the whip back and forth.
“I want you watch yourself in the mirror. With all the things I am about to do to you I want you to watch. Watch how your cheeks turn pink when I rub your clit. Watch how your nipples harden and look so sexy. Watch how glossy your eyes are and how your lips swell after you suck my dick for a long period. Watch me touch you sweetheart. Watch your body and how it reacts to me. Do you understand my intructions?”
I nodded breathlessly.
“Get on your hands and knees.”
I keep my hands together and bring my ass up. I saw Master bring his hand back and back down until it smacked against my left ass cheek hard.
“Malorie there is no yes or no! Only yes sir or no sir or yes master or no master! Understand?”
How could I forget? Stupidity.
He brought the whip back and it smacked against my other cheek. I tried not to make a sound this time.
I watched my breasts smack together and how I bit my lip hard. Master dropped the whip and walked around me to my right side. He leaned down took his hand and put it under my chin and yanked my head up. His lips crashed onto mine hard. I closed my eyes and breathed out through my nose. I leaned my head up as far as I could and pressed my lips back against his. I moaned lightly against him. His other hand reached under my body and pinched my nipple.
He kissed my cheek then and over to my ear then he whispered,“Stand up now.”
Master kept a hand under my elbow and helped me stand. He unhooked one cuff from my left hand and pulled my hands behind my back and refastened them.
“Go sit on the black bench facing the mirror again sweetheart. Lean back on your hands and spread your legs up wide.”
Oh! Was Master going to eat me? I was so excited then. Was he going to play with my pussy with his fingers. I rushed over and positioned myself comfortably spreading my legs up and wide. Master was standing in front of me still so I couldn’t see myself in the mirror. Then he moved and walked behind me. In the mirror now I could see myself. My pussy was pink and wet. My nipples were hard and pointing out. My hair fell down my shoulders in waves now. I then met Masters eye contact. He was unbuttoning his shirt slowly and let it fall down his arms onto the floor. He kneeled down behind me then. He reached around my waist and trailed his fingers down my belly just above my pussy. I watched his fingers wanting them to touch me. His fingers went just around my pussy trailing down my thigh. He went up and back down then over to the other thigh. He was killing me. I wanted him to touch me. I lifted my hips up begging him with my eyes to touch me.
“Please sir please.”
He smiled at me. Barely but I saw it.
My back was agaisnt his chest which was so warm and comforting. I watched his fingers in the mirror go down and over my clit gently rubbing it.
It was exactly what I needed. My body was lit up. He gently rubbed fast and faster and it felt better and better.
I then met my own eye contact. My mouth was in an “O” shape and my eyes looked glossy. I looked …… sexy.
Then I looked at Master. His mouth was right next to my ear. His other hand pulled my hair to the other side so he could kiss and bite down on my neck. I closed my eyes as pleasure made my legs shake. I didn’t see his middle finger as it went down and pushed inside me. I opened my eyes wide and moaned loudly.
“Does that feel good baby? Look at yourself in the mirror. See how beautiful you are when pleasured.”
I did. I captured this moment in my head. I wanted to paint this. Maste roulled his finger out and pushed back in but continued this time. I lifted my hips to meet his finger. Master was biting my neck again and licking and sucking. I felt it from my clit to my toes.
“Oh please sir!”
He continued to finger me then brought his other hand down to rub my clit. The pleasure doubled and I almost couldn’t handle it. The pleasure increased sufficiently.
“Oh Master I’m so close!”
“Watch yourself Malorie! You are only allowed to cum if you watch yourself.”
I opened my eyes and looked myself. I looked so bright and alive. My skin was glowing. I saw red marks on my neck and collar bone from masters kisses. Suddenly the pleasure hit me all at once.
“OH OH OH MASTER I’M COMING!”
I watched my legs shake hard and wetness that covered masters fingers. Master was watching me watch myself. I watched my hips thrust up and down slightly as I rode his finger.
“Mmmmmm Oh Master!”
The orgasm lasted longer than any I’ve ever had.
He pulled his finger out of me slowly and stopped rubbing my clit. I had to put more pressure on my hands when Master stood up suddenly.
“Lay alongside the mirror face down ass up.”
I slowly put my legs down and got up with my hands behind my back to the floor. I turned my head to the left and laid it on the soft carpet. Master was unbuttoning his pants as he walked around the bench. He pulled them down slightly and pulled his cock out. He had such a beautiful penis. I loved wrapping my tongue the head. I want him in my mouth. Again.
He walked towards me and stood behind me with his cock proudly hanging out.
“May I …. ummmm…. suck your cock sir?”
He looked down on me and grabbed his cock in his hand and slowly moved it up and down.
“You want this in your mouth sweetheart?”
Oh god yes. I loved looking up at him when he shoved it all the way down my throat. I bet my plump lips would look sexy around his cock. Now I had another idea for a painting.
“Too bad I am the Dominant and I decide what I do to your body next. Now perch that sexy ass up for me.”
Oh too bad. I did as he said and watched the way my ass curves and how low my lower back dips in. All I could see was us in beautiful positions on a canvas hanging on the wall in our sex room. I watched Master get to his knees behind me and position himself almost into my pussy. I wanted to push back against his thick cock and feel him stretch me until it hurt. He pushed my buttplug in a little farther and I moaned lightly.
“You want my cock babygirl?”
“Oh yes master yes! Please please please!”
“I love hearing your sweet voice beg for my cock darling.”
Slowly I felt his headband press against my opening.
“Oh master …….. oh.”
His cock slide past my opening and through my slit and rubbing against my clit.
“Rub your pussy against my cock baby. I wanna see your hips bounce up and down.”
I pushed my hips up and back a little then back forward feeling shudders of pleasure rush through my body.
“Oh master yes.”
“Watch yourself baby. Look at how desirable you are.”
I focused on us with my face down deep in the carpet and mouth in an “O” shape from moaning. My hair looked golden sprawled around my shoulders and on the carpet.
My hips were going in circles slowly. Master finally pushed my hips down and slide is cock in my pussy.
I moaned “oh” over and over again as he pushed all the way in.
“You like that baby?”
“Yes Master yes yes!”
He gripped my ass cheeks tightly in his fingers. He started at an agonizingly good pace.
“Oh yes daddy.”
What? Did I just say that? Where did that come from? I don’t have a daddy fetish or daddy issues.
“What did you just say sweetheart? Daddy?”
He stopped his hips and moved his hands up and over my hips. “Sir I’m not sure. Really I don’t know where that came from.”
“Mmmm we will talk about this later.”
I shuddered. Not because I was afraid of punishment. But because I got wetter from calling him “daddy”.
Master’s hands went around the tops of my thighs and yanked me back on his cock.
My palms might be bleeding after this as I dug my nails deep into my skin. He moved faster somehow moving his hips in circles and going deep. I didn’t want this to end. I went numb pretty much everwhere below my waist. He noticed and held tight around my thighs. I knew in the morning my thighs would be beautifully purple.
I struggled with my breath as he thrust harder. I felt the pleasure through my asshole as the buttplug moved inside me. I moaned then for the longest time. Master pushed my hips down farther and leaned over me putting one hand on the ground and the other around the back of my throat.
“Mmmmmm oh oh oh yes Maser yes!”
Master really started pounding into me then. “Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”
Master then took his hand and dipped it under me and between my legs. He always read my body well and could tell when I was close.
“That’s it baby ride my hand.”
“Sir please I’m so close.”
“Don’t you come yet Malorie.”
“Sir I….. can’t….. please please! I’m ……. close!”
I couldn’t stop my self. My body was overtaken by this orgasm. This was the best orgasm Master has ever given to me.
“Master! Please ……”. My hips fell to the floor as I couldn’t hold them up any longer from the intense pleasure. Master went with me and kept pounding harder and harder.
“Not yet Malorie!”
I started to see stars. I never moaned that loud in my life. I couldn’t breath or think.
“Come Malorie! Now!”
“Oh Master yes ohhhhh!”
My entire body trembled hard over and over.
Master’s grip on my neck tightened. He was about to come.
“Ohhhhhh oh oh.”
Master pulled out and came all over my back. I opened my eyes and watched it shoot.
“Mmmmm hold on baby keynote me get a towel.”
I waited patiently for Master to get back. When he did he wiped me off good and undid my hands. He pulled the buttplug out slowly and set it aside.
“Now listen Malorie.”
I slowly sat up and turned my body around to face him.
One hand came up and gripped my throat.
“I am going to allow you to sleep then I will wake you, you will eat dinner, and you will paint what just occurred. Pick any image in your mind that you saw and paint it. I expect it done no later then two days. Understand?”
“Oh and Malorie one more thing.”
His grip tightened and his face came closer only inches away from mine.
“Call me daddy again and I’ll make your ass red and sore for a week. Clear?”
I blinked fast and breathed in.
I brought my hand up and wrapped it around his hand and looked lusting at his lips. Master then looked at my lips and leaned down. He kissed me slowly and passionately. But only for one minute. Master pulled back and brought his arms down under my waist and legs. He lifted me effortlessly and carried me back into his bedroom. I thought he would bring me to his spare bedroom but instead he brought me right to his bed and brought me down gently. I tightened my hold around his neck and buried my face in his collar bone.
I whimpered slightly.
“You don’t want me to put you down babygirl?”
Master held me for a couple minutes letting me breath and rest in his arms. After some time I felt the bed under me and Masters lips on my forehead wishing me a good nap.
Hey mom!! You adopted me like two weeks ago and yeah, thank you!! Things are still weird at home, but thank you so much for your words. I love nb!alex... so maybe if you could write how Alex kinda comes out to the superfriends and yeah.. :) I'm sorry, I know you are not taking prompts but I had to ask. :)
The last time Alex gathered them all to make an announcement, it was a little bit anticlimactic.
and Winn had blinked for a moment, and thought about it for a moment
more, and immediately it made sense that of course Alex was dating a
woman, and of course that woman was Maggie.
The most dramatic thing that happened that night was Winn trying to play geometry with sticks.
So they’re not sure what to expect tonight, and Kara’s not spilling.
“Maybe they’re getting engaged,” James suggests, and Kara just grins and adjusts her glasses.
“Or maybe that supposed mission out of state the other week was really a shotgun wedding in Vegas,” Winn suggests.
“Mr. Schott, they returned with three members of Cadmus in handcuffs, in what way does that strike you as a fake mission?”
Winn’s voice goes up slightly and it reminds Kara forcibly of Cisco, and she smiles to herself.
“They could’ve had some downtime, we don’t know!”
“Hi guys,” Alex interrupts, face a combination of flushed and terrified and excited.
at them holding hands like that, see, totally shotgun wedding!” Winn
splutters, as Alex and Maggie cast him identical mock glares.
“We didn’t get married, Winn,” Maggie sing songs as she plops down next to him, her hand still in Alex’s vice-like grip.
“What’s up, Alex?” James asks, and J'onn looks on with soft eyes.
Alex looks, wide-eyed, at Kara, at Maggie. They nod and Alex gulps and Alex fiddles with Winn’s bottle of beer and Alex speaks.
since I’ve come out, as gay, I’ve been… doing a lot of research.
Learning a lot of things. About… about queer life. And about myself.”
knew those lesbian movie nights were a good idea!” Winn high fives
Maggie, and she laughs softly and shakes her head, her eyes fixed
supportively on Alex.
“And I’ve been learning
new concepts… identities… well, not new, but things I didn’t know…
possibilities I didn’t know were there. And I’ve been realizing a lot
of things… about myself… and who I am. Inside. And I… who I am
is… do you guys know the word nonbinary?”
J'onn smiles proudly and James cocks his head and Winn raises his hand like a proud nerd in math class.
“Neither one extreme nor the other!”
“In terms of gender, Winn.”
it means neither woman nor man; for others, it means both; for still
others, it means different things at different times,” J'onn supplies
softly, and they all turn to him with identical expressions.
“I’ve lived long lives on two planets,” he waves them off, gesturing back to Alex, still wearing a proud, soft smile.
there a different pronoun you’d like us to start using for you, Alex?”
he invites, and Alex could cry with relief, and squeezes Maggie’s hand,
Maggie brings it to her lips and kisses each knuckle.
Alex says, softly at first, but then they clear their throat and look
into Kara’s warm eyes as they say it louder, stronger.
I want they pronouns. It just… it fits me better than… than
anything else. I just didn’t know it was a possibility before.”
“And you’re still okay with Alex, or do you want us to go with something else?” J'onn prompts into James and Winn’s silence.
“I like Alex. Or… or Al. I like Al… a lot. But Alex is… Alex still fits.”
Maggie kisses their hand again, and Kara nudges her shoulder into James and tosses her hand toward Winn.
two are awfully quiet,” she speaks her sibling’s fear for them, and
Maggie rubs her thumb across their hand as they wait for the boys to
“No, no, I’m sorry Alex, I’m not…
I’m just processing, that’s all. Come here,” James gets up and leans
over and Alex hugs him hard and trembling and terrified.
“Is it okay if I have questions?” he asks, and Alex nods nervously.
you want us to treat you different? Like, I want to treat you how you
want to be treated, and I guess now that I’m thinking about it, I’ve
treated you kind of like a sister. Do you need me to adjust that? Treat
you more like a brother? Or both? Or neither? Or different things at different times? Is it okay to ask that?”
grins and nods and touches his shoulder. “Yeah, I said you could ask.
Uh… you know I don’t know yet? I like… I like feeling like… like
the boyish parts of me are acknowledged, that makes me really happy…
like, Winn, when you call me dude, it makes me feel really proud. Like
you see me, you know? But I don’t think I would want to be treated
basically like one of the guys all the time. I still feel like a
lesbian. So there’s that. I guess I’ll let you know what I like and
don’t like as it happens?”
James nods and
smiles at them, and reaches out to touch their hand. “I’m really proud
of you, Alex. Al. You’re amazing, you know that? Whatever pronouns you
Alex grins again and suddenly Winn is up and suddenly Winn’s arms are around their shoulders.
never had a brother or a sister. Then I got James, and then I got you.
And Maggie. And now I have a brother and a sister and a sibling, and
it’s… I always wanted a full family. I love you, Alex. I love you so
Alex pats his arm and pulls their head back to look at him. “You alright there, Winn?”
“I’m just proud of you, okay?”
They smile and kiss his cheek.
“You’re not so bad yourself, Winn. You can get off me now.”
“Yes soldier,” he murmurs as he scurries back to his seat.
“And you knew already,” they say across the table to J'onn.
“I had a feeling, Al. And your brothers aren’t the only ones who are proud of you.”
Alex bites their lip and Alex battles tears. “You’re not disappointed? Because you don’t have two daughters anymore?”
voice cracks and everyone reaches across the table toward their hands
all at once, because suddenly not a single Superfriend has dry eyes.
I watched you grow up, and I watched you turn into the finest child any
man could ever ask for. You’re a protective sibling, a loving partner, a
brilliant doctor, a fearless agent. And you’re the best child any parent could ever ask for. I’m not losing a daughter, Alex: I’m not losing
anything. I’m gaining a child who’s learning more about themself, who’s
growing more comfortable, more happy, within themself. And that is all I
could ever want for you, or for your sister.”
he’s even finished talking, Alex is up and across the table and
kneeling next to his seat and burrowing themselves in his chest.
“I love you,” they whisper as Maggie squeezes Winn’s hand and Kara cries happily into James’s shoulder.
Request- Sister imagine where Dean’s possessed by a demon and they can’t seem to kill him the usual way so Sam and her tie him up and she tries to scream at him things that they all did together as kids to set him free. He almost kills her but almost at the last minute he snaps back and he hugs her and Sam makes sure he’s still him and when he does there’s a giant group hug filled with tears and smiles and omg someone hold me…
“What do you mean get the dungeon ready?” You asked running to the dungeon and switching the light on.
“It’s Dean (Y/n). He’s possessed.” Sam says driving at full speed trying to get back to the bunker. You completely froze. Your eldest brother Dean was possessed. “(Y/n)? (Y/n) you still there? Get the chair and rope ready we are gonna have to tie him down.” Sam said, while you could hear Dean struggling against what you assumed was handcuffs with devil traps on.
“Yeah yeah okay Sammy.” You whispered sliding your hand through your hair. Once you hung up you dragged the chair in to the middle of the devil trap and got ready with the rope.