They Do Be Fixing That Boat

my phone didn't refresh yet so I was able to take a screenshot of most of the mcyt places I could remember o7

★ dom!reader and sub!rafe, but she's getting fucked dumb 🎀 ⋆. 𐙚 ˚

warning: rafe ignores reader's safe word

you had been fucking rafe for hours, letting him use you in any position possible. he deserved it after hosting the perfect day for you: he woke you up eating you out, made you breakfast, took you shopping, took you out for an expensive dinner, and ended the night walking with you on the beach, giving you kisses and praises as the moon shone on the calm waters.

he buttered you up all day, not to mention that he also ordered you endless amounts of your favorite cocktails at dinner, making you tipsy and blissful. he knew all these factors would ultimately make you putty in his hands later in the night when he needed to fuck you senseless. after you two got home, he was more than eager to tear your clothes off, but first, he asked nicely of course.

"...need to feel you, mommy" he breathed against your neck, sucking the flesh while hugging you from behind.

you smiled leisurely, rubbing his hair. you knew he had earned it.

"go ahead, baby—" you smiled lazily at his desperation for you.

the alcohol in your system was making you feel warm, fuzzy.... and highly submissive.

"—use me."

and those words set him off into a frenzy.

he had already made you cum 3 times, all in different positions. something about letting him take control was nice. you laid there as he fucked into you like crazy, his touches animalistic and aggressive, as if you were a one night stand. you groaned at his roughness, your hands caressing his fast twitched muscles. it would be a lie to say that you didn't try to tap out at certain moments, especially when he had you pinned to the mattress, his hips working into yours feverishly.

"rafey- fuck, red- I cant-!!" you barely cried your safe word, head spinning from the feeling of his cock hitting your hilt and his stomach hitting your clit. you felt like you were going to black out. his pressure on your body made you trapped, forcing endless ripples of pleasure through you. the timid boy you once knew was overcome with darkness, pleasure clouding his brain as he rode out his power trip. rafe kept his pace, holding you down even harder.

"not stopping, m-mommy... you can take it" he whimpered, he knew he was in control at that very moment.

★

hours later, you were almost a puddle of nothing when rafe made you ride him, your body barely able to grind against his. he looked up at the mess he created of you, seeing your mouth permanently agape paired with mascara stained cheeks made him swell with pride. rafe bit his lip, moving your hips back and forth because you couldn't do it yourself, holding yourself up weakly. you were the utter definition of fucked out.

"choke me-" you begged through lidded eyes, your delirious state making your dominant walls fall down. you were putty in his hands.

rafe's hands snaked around your neck, holding the flesh tight. he pulled you into his chest, making you lay on top of him. your head fell to his shoulder as you closed your eyes, biting your lip into a tired smile.

"y-you like that?" rafe teased, seeing how you fell apart on his dick. you nodded weakly, letting out kitten whimpers in his ear. he used your throat as leverage to fuck you up and down his length harder, making you mewl at his pace. you instinctively grabbed both his wrists as you mentally checked out.

"y-you're so... strong f'me, s-so big, mmmh!.... fuck-" you knew rafe had strength, but when he used it.... you submitted to his every move. his grasp was making you see stars, spewing nonsense at the feeling of his tip hitting your gspot. shaking on top of him, you two maneuvered in and out of each other mindlessly, chasing your nth highs for the night. it felt like your insides were caving in, the destruction of his thick cock was too much.

a soft smile plastered on his face when he saw tears of pleasure fall from your eyes, using the pad of his thumb to swipe them away. he felt so powerful with you in this state—you were broken and weak in his arms, trying to hold on to your last bits of sanity.

"good girl mommy, keep taking me-" rafe breathed, holding you close to him. you nodded faintly, lost in the realms of pleasure as rafe was talking you through it.

your eyes rolled to the back of your head when you felt another orgasm creeping up on you. your body, stiff and curled up, fell to the side of the bed in exhaustion, trying to escape his thrusts from the brain melting pleasure. your body twitched faintly in relief before you felt rafe's weight shift on top of you again.

"dont do that, dont fuckin' do that" he murmured to himself, flipping you on your stomach like a ragdoll before sliding himself back into you.

both fists sunk beside your arms as he pounded into you hard, over and over and over. the whining springs, rhythmic slapping your your flesh, and his low growls filled the room. rafe was finishing you off for good as you laid there limp, no choice but to take it as you began blacking out.

you couldn't let out even a sound to protest, barely conscious on the bed as you stared off into space, muscles paralyzed as you took in his pulsating cock.

"nghnh umh- ra- f-fuc-" you wheezed as he sped up, cumming inside you in hard, strong thrusts.

you inhaled shakily, looking up at the ceiling. your flesh convulsed as rafe placed kisses all over your body, calming you down. the rawness and sensitivity in your body made you twitch at his wet kisses. rafe smiled at the way It reacted to him. he curled up against your fucked out figure, caressing your face.

"princess?" he hummed, euphoria overtaking him.

your response was barely audible. rafe's heart beat faster before he plucked the courage to say these words:

"say..... thank you daddy" he coo'ed, a mischievous smirk on his face.

"....thank you... daddy..." you mimicked. you felt rafe kiss your cheek and nuzzle into your neck before passing out under him.

for my sub!rafe enthusiasts🤭 (even though theres a twist hehe): @nemesyaaa @rafescokewhore @rafeyscurtainbangs

Hotter than hell (Eddie Munson x fem!reader)

Summary: Eddie and the reader are best friends that are in love with each other and have sex while high. That's it, that's the plot.

Warnings: smut, pwp, fingering, oral (f and m receiving), choking, spit kink, recreational drug use, unprotected sex, cursing, not beta read

Notes: I haven't written any fanfiction in the last 6 years, I lost all of my motivation to write. And then Stranger Things introduced this man and I instantly fell in love with him. This was also posted on my ao3 alterevak2121.

You were laying on Eddie's bed, feeling euphoric and really horny. Maybe, if you weren't high, you would've realized that what you were planing to do wasn't a good idea, but thankfully, you were far too gone for that.

"Eddie?" you asked, biting your lower lip.

"Hmm?" he hummed, not even looking at you, too lost in his own world. He looked so beautiful like this, his lips slightly parted, the moonlight illuminating his features. Moments like these were your favourite, when you could just lay down next to him, forgetting everything else in the world. It was just the two of you, nothing else existed. You wished it could be like this all the time.

"Can I ask you something?" you turned around so you were laying on your stomach, purposefully pushing your tits out. Eddie's eyes instantly fell to your cleavage as he licked his lips.

"Of course, sweetheart."

"Am I pretty?" you asked, taking a strand of his hair, twirling it around your finger.

"You're very pretty." he said with a small grin.

"But am I pretty-pretty, or are you just saying that because you feel obligated to, since we're friends?"

Eddie let out a chuckle, rubbing his knuckles up and down your arm.

"You're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen, sweetheart." And he really meant that. The second he laid his eyes on you for the first time, he knew there was no one more beautiful than you. You consumed his every waking thought. If only he wasn't such a coward and could tell you how he feels. But there was no way you felt for him what he felt for you, and he couldn't lose you. Having you as a friend was more than enough.

Only it wasn't. It was selfish, really, but he wanted you to be more than just friends. He wanted to hold your hand, kiss you, take you on dates. But you were so perfect, so kind and gorgeous. And Eddie was Eddie. How could someone like you fall for him? There was no way. So he tortured himself every night, falling asleep to the thoughts of you, and hoped it would get easier with time.

"Aww. And you're the prettiest boy I've ever seen." you kissed his cheek, making him let out a sigh.

It's like you knew the effect you had on him, and did all of this on purpose. But that was just his mind messing with him. He knew you would never do that to him. You were way too nice for that.

"Yeah? Do you mean that, or do you feel obligated to say it, because I told you you're pretty?" Eddie teased, making you giggle.

"I'm saying it, because I always thought you were beautiful, Eddie. I love your eyes, and that adorable smile." you pinched his cheek lightly, making his face screw up. Your eyes were glazed over and you looked so content.

"And I really want to sit on your face, but we're not gonna talk about that." you said suddenly, after a few seconds of silence.

Eddie wasn't sure if he heard you correctly, but he felt his heart stop.

"What?" he sat up abruptly, making you let out a squeal. "Are you joking?"

"Nope." you grinned, trailing your fingers down his chest. You could feel his heart beating wildly beneath your palm, and that gave you even more confidence.

"You-you want to sit on my face?" he repeated, still not believing you.

"Well, it's a very pretty face."

"But-" you put one of your fingers on his lips, shutting him up.

"Too many questions, it's my turn now. Do you think my body's also pretty?" you asked him with a teasing smile. He tried to calm down, he really did, but he could already feel himself getting hard.

"Well, I haven't seen enough to form an opinion on that." he teased back, wanting to see just how far you would go.

"Wanna see?" But there's no way he could've prepared for that. He reached out and put his hand on your waist, just to make sure you were real and not a fragment of his imagination. But you were here, he could feel the heat radiating of your body, and your soft skin beneath his fingers. Did he die and go to heaven? Although, no, there's no way he could've gotten in. But it looked still more plausible than what was happening right now.

"W-wait you mean like right now? You want to show me right now?"

You were enjoying seeing Eddie like this and loved the fact that you had this effect on him.

"Yeah, why waste any time?" you grinned wickedly and pulled your shirt off.

Truth is, Eddie thought about you naked. All the time. But never, even in his wildest dreams, did he imagine you getting naked for him, in his room, in his bed. Fuck, did he get so high that he's hallucinating now? Because there's no way you're actually showing him your tits right now, right?

"So? What do you say, Munson?" you would've been nervous if this was anyone else. But this was Eddie, your Eddie, and the way he was looking at you right now was making you shiver.

Eddie gulped, letting his eyes roam your upper body.

"You're really, really hot, Y/N." Eddie finally said, licking his lips. His hands were twitching at his sides, he wanted to reach out and touch you so bad.

"Would you fuck me?" Without a doubt. But he couldn't just say that, could he?

"Why are you asking me all of this?"

"Because I'm really, really horny." you bit your lip, letting out a barely audible whimper.

"Last week when we were smoking together, I was so wet I was dripping down my thigh the whole way home." It was frustrating, really. Not only did you have feelings for your friend, but you also wanted him to fuck you senseless every time you were near him.

"And every single time I go home and touch myself, I think about you." you crawled into Eddie's lap, making him let out a groan. How was he supposed to keep his feelings at bay when you were testing his sanity like this?

"Especially your fingers and those rings. They really turn me on." you whispered into his ear, biting on his earlobe, making Eddie let out a moan.

"Fuck, Y/N."

Here you were, shirtless, sitting on his lap and telling him all of these things. And Eddie looked at you like he wanted to ruin you, and you were enjoying every second of it.

"I mean, you don't see it, but I literally worship the ground you walk on. And if you want me too, why not help each other out." you said, trailing your nail up and down his crotch.

Eddie let out a loud moan and you grinned to yourself. You had him exactly where you wanted him.

"So what do you say, Munson? Do you want me?"

Eddie didn't bother answering verbally. Instead, one of his hands found the back of your neck as he pulled you in for a kiss. It was hot and needy, all tongue and teeth. You could feel him getting harder under your thigh and you instinctively ground your hips down. He whimpered into your mouth, which only made you wetter. You were pretty sure you could cum just like this, dry humping him. And God, if Eddie didn't get a grip, he would definitely cum in his pants.

One of his hands moved to your tits, pinching your nipple slightly, making you throw your head back. He took the opportunity to bite and suck on your neck, leaving marks along the way. Your moans were getting louder, and it was kinda embarrassing considering the fact he didn't even do anything yet. You were starting to lose your control over him and the smug bastard could feel it.

You gripped his hair and pulled on it a little. Eddie stopped kissing your neck and looked at you questioningly. You pulled on the hem if his shirt, and he helped you take it off.

"It wasn't fair that I was the only one shirtless." you said breathlessly, running your tongue along the lines of his tattoo.

"You're right, baby."

"We should take off your jeans too, looks pretty uncomfortable." you said, palming his hard on, making Eddie let out a moan.

You could listen to those sounds forever. He looked so beautiful like this, and you wanted to just keep looking at him, but you also really wanted to get your mouth on his cock.

You kissed your way down his chest and torso, and pulled his zipper down with your teeth.

"Fuck." Eddie was losing his mind. You were definitely doing this on purpose, he was sure now.

He helped you get rid of his pants and you let your fingers linger on the band of his boxers.

"Y/N." he said warningly, clenching his teeth.

"Eddie." you giggled, letting your hand wander lower and lower, until it rested on his cock.

"Can I suck your dick?"

"Fuck, please baby." he whined.

"No need to beg, baby." you said in a sultry tone, getting on your knees. Eddie was standing before you, as you pulled down his boxers. You let out a moan when you finally saw his cock, clenching your thighs at the sight.

"Soo pretty." you said, looking at him in a trance-like state. You gripped him at the base and gave a few strokes, before taking him into your mouth, licking the pre-cum from his tip.

"Oh, fuck, sweetheart." he moaned, holding the back of your head as it bobbed up and down.

You moaned around his cock and Eddie instinctively pushed his hips forward, making you choke.

"Fuck, I'm so sorry, baby." he started to apologize, fearing he fucked it all up, but you stopped him.

"I want you to fuck my face, Eddie."

There was just something about you right now, the way you were looking up at him. He knew you could ask for anything and he would give it to you without a second thought.

Eddie just nodded, not trusting his voice. You were literally perfect, his good girl. You were so quiet and shy when he met you, and now, here you were, down on your knees, taking his cock into your mouth. He loved corrupting you.

You put your hands on his thighs for support, while he started to move his hips slowly.

"That's it, such a good girl, oh my god. You're taking me so well, baby." He stroked your cheeks and you closed your eyes at the sensation. You moaned around him again, when he thrusted a little more roughly.

"Wanna choke on my cock?" Despite what you two were doing right now, he was looking at you with so much adoration. You really loved this man with all your heart.

You nodded, giving Eddie permission to start fucking your throat. He was holding your hair in a ponytail, pushing your head until he hit the back of your throat, just holding you there for a second. You gagged, spit running down your jaw and tears welling up in your eyes.

Eddie loved the way you looked right now. He couldn't believe you were looking like this for him; because of him.

You were barely able to breathe, and your mascara was running down your face, but it felt so good. You swore you could do this for the rest of your life. Eddie was moaning loudly and you knew he was close.

"Fuck, Y/N, sweetheart, stop." he pulled you off of his cock by your hair, making you whimper.

"Come here, baby." he said, helping you get up from the floor. He wiped the saliva and tears from your face, and kissed you softly. He pushed you down on the bed, lips still locked together.

"Let's take these off." he said, unbuttoning your jeans and pulling them down your legs. He kissed the soft skin of your thighs, dangerously close to where you wanted him. You raised your hips so he could pull down your panties.

Eddie was convinced now, this WAS heaven.

"Eddie." you whined, urging him to touch you.

"Fuck. This is the prettiest pussy I've ever seen." he said, running a finger through your folds, collecting your slick.

"You really weren't kidding when you said you were dripping. Gonna make a mess, sweetheart."

Eddie leaned in and licked a stripe down your cunt, making you let out a lewd moan.

"You taste so good sweetheart, gonna eat this pussy like it's my last meal." And boy, was he dedicated. He alternated between licking your pussy and sucking on your clit, and you were seeing stars from how good it felt. You were a mess, all that was coming out of your mouth were loud moans and chants of "Eddie, Eddie, Eddie".

"Eddie, need your fingers." He hummed in acknowledgment, giving you one last lick and pulling away. You brushed his hair out of his face, stroking his cheek gently. He looked up at you, intertwining your hand with his.

"You're so fucking perfect." he kissed your knuckles, pulling his hand away and bringing it down to your pussy. He circled your hole with his finger, dipping it in slightly.

"Such a pretty little hole." he said, looking down at you in awe. "Gonna look so good stretched around me." He pushed in his middle finger slowly. "So tight."

Eddie found a pace that was good for the both of you and started fingering you, pushing his finger in and out.

"Please, need more."

"You really can't get enough, huh? So needy." He added a second finger and after a while a third one.

"Tell me Y/N, what else do you fantasize about?"

You couldn't answer him, too lost in the pleasure he was causing you. Eddie stopped fingering you, making you whimper. "Fuck, please, Eddie."

"Come on sweetheart, be a good girl, don't make me ask again."

You could barely think straight, let alone say a coherent sentence. But you wanted him, needed him so bad.

"Y-your hand wrapped around my throat. I wonder what your rings would feel like against my skin, while you're choking me. I want you to be rough with me, I want you to ruin me."

Eddie stroked his hand up your chest, stopping to massage your tits and pinch your nipples. He started fingering you again, making you let out a sigh. His free hand wrapped around your neck, choking you lightly. He put a bit more pressure on your throat, restricting your air flow.

You moaned, feeling so close to the sweet release. Everything he was doing was just bringing you closer to the edge. His fingers released your throat, slightly stroking the side of your neck.

"Good girl." Eddie praised, making you whimper, your cunt clenching around his fingers. He stroked your bottom lip with his thumb, and you parted your lips, so he could push it in. Your tongue wrapped around his finger, sucking on it and biting gently, before he pulled it out of your mouth.

"Spit in my mouth."

Eddie's brain short-circuited. There's no way you actually said what he heard you say, right?

Except he did hear you correctly, thank god, because having to repeat that sentence would've been humiliating.

"Open your mouth for me, baby." You did as you were told, opening your mouth for him. Eddie leaned over you, his face inches apart from yours.

You closed your eyes in ecstasy when you felt his saliva run down your tongue. Christ, this really shouldn't turn you on as much as it did.

You were so close and Eddie could feel it. He spit on your pussy and started rubbing your clit. You were getting dizzy, barely able to hear Eddie's praises. Your thighs clenched, your moans were getting louder, and finally, you felt your orgasm wash over you in waves.

But Eddie didn't stop, he continued fingering you. You reached out and tried to push his hand away, holding his wrist tightly, but he didn't budge.

"You know what I want from you, baby. Give me one more."

"Can't, Eds-" you whimpered.

"It's okay, sweetheart. Just breathe."

Despite your protests, you could already feel your high approaching again. Your whole body was on fire.

"Good girl, such a good girl for me."

"Please Eddie, need your cock inside me." you whimpered.

"How can I say no to that? You look so pretty, baby."

He finally pulled his fingers out of your pussy, your wetness dripping down on his mattress. You whined at the emptiness.

"Aw, my little slut just needs to be stuffed full all the time, doesn't she?" God, did this man have any idea what he was doing to you?!

Eddie reached out for the condoms in his night stand, when your hand stopped him.

"Need to feel all of you, Eddie. I'm on the pill."

"Are you sure?"

"Mhm. Want you to cum inside my pussy." He couldn't deny you anything, especially when you looked so pretty for him.

"Turn around. Ass up, hands behind your back." Eddie reached for the bandana hanging on his lamp, and wrapped it around your wrist, pinning them together behind your back.

"Is this okay?" he asked, planting a kiss on your shoulder.

"Yes."

He positioned his cock at your entrance, pushing the tip in, making you both moan. He pushed in, until he was fully inside of you. You felt so full. He gave you time to adjust to the feeling, when you started pushing your hips back. You needed him to move.

"Fuck me, Eddie." you whined. He finally started thrusting his hips, making you cry out.

"My little slut." Eddie's palm came in contact with your ass, leaving a red mark.

"More." you moaned out. He slapped your ass again and again.

"So perfect for me, sweetheart." Eddie praised, caressing the red flesh.

One of his hands wrapped around your neck, pulling you up, into his chest, choking you lightly. Your head was spinning and your ears were buzzing. You felt your orgasm approaching again.

"So close." you whimpered, and Eddie's thumb started rubbing your clit.

"Come for me, baby. Come for me, so I can fill you up."

Your whole body was shaking when you came, singing praises for Eddie.

"That's it, baby. Good girl."

"Fuck, Eddie, please-" It was too much.

"You can take it, baby. Just a little more." His thrusts became more erratic, and he moaned your name. He gave 3 final, rough thrusts and came with a loud groan, emptying his cum inside of you.

Sweat was clinging to your bodies, both of you were breathless. Eddie kissed your shoulder and pulled out of you.

He ran his fingers through your dripping folds, pushing them in.

"Can't waste a single drop. Want you full of my cum." You whimpered, your pussy overstimulated, your body still shaking with the aftershocks of your orgasm.

"Open your mouth, see how good we taste together." You opened your mouth and Eddie pushed his fingers inside. You licked and sucked them clean. You loved the taste of him on your tongue.

He laid down on the bed next to you, and pulled you close, your head resting on his chest, his arms around your waist. You took one of his hands and intertwined your fingers with his, resting it on his chest.

"You know I've been dreaming about this since we met?" Eddie's knuckles were caressing your arms and back, his voice soothing you.

"About us having sex?" you teased, turning your head to look at him.

"About laying with you here, like this." his fingers brushed the hair from your forehead, before softly kissing you. "I'm in love with you."

"I'm in love with you too, Eddie."

"Can I take you out on a date?"

"Only if you kiss me again." you smiled, one of your hands caressing his cheek as he started to lean in.

"As you wish."

i'm obsessed with that scream thirst, could you make a fic with billy and stu with the reader plsssss

everytime i think im out of my scream obsession im dragged right back in and i love it <3

based on this!

everyone is 18+ mdni

warnings: noncon, oral (m receiving) knife play, violence, slight gore, mentions of death, blackmail, some praise, lots of threats, corruption kink, tag team

"Wake up, baby." A groan escaped your lips as you moved to get away from whoever was trying to wake you up.

"Go away," you mumbled sleepily, temporarily unaware of the two masked men standing over your bed.

When the shaking got rougher you shot up on your bed, about to whine to one of your siblings or parents that you would be up in a couple minutes and to get out of your room but snapped out of your sleepy trance the moment you noticed the two masked figures looming over your bed.

One of them stayed still while the other waved at you. "Wakey, wakey. It's time to scream." 

Staying in your small home town of Woodsboro and going to the community college that was the next city over had seemed like a good idea. It had always been a fairly safe place, except for the serial killer recently on the loose. 

Terrifying as it was, you were like everyone else. There was no way that the killer would target you, an average person, right? You wished now that you were more paranoid, more cautious. 

Because serial killers didn’t use logic, there was no reason to murder innocent people. Why would you be any different? 

There was no way. There was no fucking way this could happen to you of all people.

"As much as I'd like to hear those pretty screams of yours, don't you fucking dare unless you want my buddy over here to kill everyone in this house." 

You immediately nodded your head, not wanting your family to get hurt.  

"Good girl. Now we're going to play a game. You like games, don't you (Y/n)?"

They both chuckled when you shook your head back and forth. 

"Well you'll love this one." 

“Here it is, we’re gonna play “guess who the killer is!”. You have three chances to guess our identities.” 

“And if I lose?” 

“You already know what we’ll do.” 

The duo was met with a long, silent pause as you tried to think hard. Your mind went blank, and it was like you forgot the names of everyone you had ever met. You almost didn’t want to play along, they didn’t tell you what they’d do if you win. Would they make your death quick? Show you some mercy instead of torturing you? 

"Answer." Tears spilled down your cheeks as the knife pressed harder against your throat, the sharp blade just about to cut into your skin.

You thought about everyone in your classes. The close friends, boyfriends and girlfriends, everyone. You stared at the blank mask as you thought about it. They hid their identity well, looking gender neutral for the most part. Even though you were sure that they were using a voice box to change their voices, you could tell that they were men, at least the one holding onto you was. 

That at least narrowed it down. These two had to be best of fucking friends if they were were murdering people together. 

You thought about your classmate, about Tatum, who had recently got murdered. She was the most shocking death out of everyone, you’d talked to her a few times before she died, she was a sweet girl.  

Then you thought about her friend Sidney, who had just recently went missing. And the two that brought them together... Their boyfriends. 

As shocked as you were, you couldn’t say you were too shocked. They were strange, you didn’t like the way they stared at you. Luckily you had been able to avoid them for the most part, until the girls were erased from the picture. 

“Billy,” you let out a shaky breath. Judging by the way they both stiffened you were correct. "Stu and Billy.”

The one in front of you sighed and shook his head. “That’s too bad. Looks like we have to kill you now. Don’t you know the rules of a horror movie, (Y/n)? Killers never let their victims know their identity unless they’re sure they’ll never tell.” 

“Any last words, baby?” 

You squeezed your eyes shut, you should have figured. Why would they let you live after finding out who they were? You were trying to brace yourself for the pain that was bound to come that you didn’t see them taking off their masks. 

Obnoxious laughter filled your ears and you only opened your eyes when you felt the cold metal withdraw from your throat. 

"You should've seen your face," Billy laughed. "Did you really think we would do all of this just to kill you? That's cute."

“Yeah, we would never dream of killing ya, (Y/n),” Stu chimed in, moving your body so you were on top of him, your head resting on his chest.

Billy had a mischievous smirk on his face. "You've been so good for us so far, why not let us give you a reward?"

Shaking your head, you weakly tried pushing them away as Stu worked on pulling off your shirt and Billy grabbed your leg and held it up, his other hand snaking to your shorts, hooking his fingers to it and your panties and yanking them down. 

You whimpered, your body being so exposed to them. Four hands ran down your body. 

Stu grabbed your breasts, squeezing them and pinching and twisting your hard nipples while Billy grabbed your ass.

You gasped as Billy looked you in the eye, the palm of his hand rubbing your pussy. You whimpered, but the satisfied look on his face told you that he took it as a moan.

“Ya have no idea how long we’ve been waiting for this baby,” Stu whispered in your ear, grinding against you. 

“Stop!” You tried to sound tough, but they just laughed. You rubbed your thighs together, trying to get rid of the wetness that gathered up from Billy’s hand, uncomfortable and ashamed. 

Stu pushed you back, making eye contact with his best friend as they shared a nod. You were on your hands on knees. You looked away from Billy standing in front of you, getting undressed. 

Billy looked down at you, a grin on his face. "I feel any teeth and those friends of yours are getting gutted next, alright?" 

You were about to nod your head when Stu thrusted into you, making you cry out. You felt so warm, your wet cunt stretching and sucking him in. And Billy didn’t waste any time, the moment your lips parted he pushed his cock into your mouth, neither of them letting you adjust. 

“Fuck so tight,” Stu gasped, throwing his head back and smacking your ass. “Worth the wait.” 

Stu was slower than Billy, the moment he bottomed inside you he waited for a moment. He wanted to keep going, but he wasn’t that bad. He knew it had to hurt, and you were rocked against him every time Billy thrusted into your mouth. 

So he waited, well experienced enough to find your clit, rubbing soft circles into it before he slowly started to pick up the pace. Your body was fast to respond to it, the sensitive nerves making your gummy walls clench around him. 

Stu was more experimental, paying close attention to every way you reacted with each push. He knew what he was doing, they both did. 

You gasped, barely able to breath as Billy’s cock slid down your throat. You made sure that you didn’t use teeth like he demanded, but you’d never done this so you just let him continue having full control. You felt like a rag doll, being used by the both of them at once. 

“That’s it baby,” Billy groaned, hand tangled in your hair and gripping it hard. You gagged against him, letting tears stream down your face freely. 

You wondered what would happen if your parents just so happened to walk in, see their beloved, squeaky clean daughter getting violated by two serial killers in the worst way possible. 

Would they try protecting you? Or would they be disgusted, disowning you on the spot. None of them would be good. All of them would end in the same outcome, you were afraid. 

Those were your thoughts, yet you were disgusted as your body was betraying you, feeling yourself jolt and whine every time Stu hit a sensitive spot inside you.  

It made you almost wish that they would be harsher with you, the pleasure was crueler in a way. 

You squeezed your eyes shut, trying to think of anything else but your head was spinning, so many feelings that you’d never felt in your life overwhelming you. 

“Fuck, I think she’s gonna cum, I can feel it.” Stu squeezed your hips, pushing into you faster. 

Your body shook from the pleasure as Billy looked down at you with a satisfied look in his eye. “Told you she’s the one for us. Who else could take us both so good?” 

Butterflies erupted in your stomach from the praise, and you felt a heat at your core. 

It almost felt like you had to pee, the sensation growing until you couldn’t take it anymore and you felt yourself release for the first time. It was more powerful than you could’ve ever imagined. 

You moaned against Billy, feeling like you were about to blackout as you road your orgasm out, letting you blissfully forget about everything for just a moment. 

You felt him throbbing inside you, barely picking up the way Billy started fucking your throat harder, liquid sliding down your throat that caused you to quickly swallow. 

You were still tired, your mind hazy. You didn’t even know that Stu had finished until he picked you up and threw you onto the bed. The two quickly followed, sandwiching you in between them.

It made you feel suffocated, but something told you you'd have to get used to it. Your heart dropped, your cheeks burning with humiliation as you fully processed what you had just went through. You closed your eyes, refusing to let yourself sob and risk waking anyone up. 

"You know, we see ourselves in you," Stu mused, grabbing the knife from your nightstand and dragging it down your bare skin, leaving goosebumps in its wake. "We've seen the way you look at some of our classmates when you think nobody's looking."

Billy looked down at you. "You know the saying... If looks could kill? Well now we're going to make it a reality for you."

Your blood ran cold, not liking where this was heading. 

"And you'll seal our cover," Stu added with excitement. "The two golden boys and sweet little (Y/n). Nobody's ever gonna suspect us. We can do whatever we want!” 

You desperately wanted to argue. Sure, you had thought about harming people before. Getting revenge, even murdering someone. But that wasn't who you were, it was always intrusive thoughts, you always reassured yourself.

Yet you couldn't find yourself able to immediately say no. Your life wasn't the only one at stake, after all. You had a family to protect as well.

"What if-" You paused for a second. "I don't want to hurt anyone? I don’t want to be a killer.” 

Billy chuckled. "Oh, of course you can say no." He waved the knife around before reaching out to hand it to you. "But don't be surprised when everyone you've ever loved starts dropping like flies." 

Stu wrapped his arms around you, resting his head against your shoulder and looking at you. "It'd be a blood bath," he sighed. "Sounds like a blast!"

Blood was going to be spilled no matter what, and as selfish as it was, you'd much rather it be someone else than you or your family.

With a shaky hand you took the knife, trying not to cry as they grinned down at you.

"Good... Now tell us who our next victim is, baby."

Onigiri Miya

Secret Ingredient

Dark! PTA Dads! Stucky x Teacher! Reader

Summary: You take such good care of their daughter Rebecca that Bucky and Steve decide they want to take care of you too.

Warnings: NON-CON, smut, somnophilia, drugging, kidnapping, breeding kink

Word count: 6.9k

A/N: ​​@cocoamoonmalfoy helped brainstorm. Thanks!

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♦ DARK. EXPLICIT. 18+. You’re responsible for the media you choose to consume ♦

Squirming beneath the scrutiny of Bucky Barnes, you tuck a stray coil behind your ear. Sending him an awkward smile, you avert your gaze, letting it wander back to the front of the gymnasium.

The reason this is likely all in your head proudly stands on stage, perorating about the benefits of parental input in matters regarding the curriculum for the next year. Steve Rogers. President of the PTA, husband to Bucky Barnes, father of an adorable six year old…and your worst nightmare as a teacher.

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