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Oh, fuck yeah

I love this man <3

HIS LAUGHHH!!

Can't even remember if I already reblogged this, but even if I did, it deserves a second.

Hello! Can I request something with Schlatt?  Ive binge read every post of your and oh my goooooddddd its just <3 

Can the request with schlatt be suggestive/or nsfw, where schlatt is trying to get into kinks? (being new to it all). The kink can be anything you want, your writing is just so amazing. all the best!

also can i be, if its not taken, 🕷anon?

Hello friend! I really had to wrack my brain for this one, because I've got a list of kinks I could've pulled out here, haha. ^^; This one is a bit...out there, so please let me know if there's something else you would've liked to see! Enjoy!~

Please note: This is not what fully encompasses a session with this kink! Anything mentioned is extremely brief for the sake of the story! Thank you!

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When you first brought up the concept of your hypnosis kink with Schlatt, the man was...skeptical to say the least. Nobody really thought that stuff worked right? Nobody truly in their heart of hearts believed that some werido swinging a pocket watch around was gonna get them to listen to their every command...right?

Yet the more you talked to him about it, how it worked and how you would never ever dare to make him do something against his will, Schlatt started to consider it. It was going to take a lot of trust, but it was something he was willing to delve into with you. He finally approached you after what he felt was one of the longest days of his life, a pleading look in his golden eyes.

You had him sit in his favorite chair in the office, and while that, coupled with the soft, lulling music would've seemed normal, you couldn't help but be amused by the confusion painted across his features. "What's that for?" Schlatt asked in a slightly accusatory tone. He pointed at the dark, knotted toy that was stuck to his desk.

"Trust the process," you told him, kissing his fuzzy cheek sweetly. "Now just lean back and let me handle everything alright?" The ram squinted at you, hesitant already about this so-called "process". Yet he conceded, folding his hands together and leaning back.

"Good," you chirped, letting your voice take a slower, lower octave. "I want you to close your eyes for me Schlatt, just listen to my words for a few minutes." You watched him visibly relax in the chair, your voice working to calm him and verbally rub the knots out of his body.

"Take a few nice deep breaths for me now," you guided, watching as the feared president of Manburg melted under your words. Schlatt followed your instructions to a 't' as you watched with slight awe as his muscles tightened and loosened when you asked. You watched with delight when he slowly fell apart, fingers falling limp, jaw going slack. If one didn't know any better, they'd probably accuse him of falling asleep at work.

"Can you hear me Schlatt?" you tested softly, letting yourself undress as you spoke. You had a special plan for this stubborn ram and this little toy. You watched with rapt attention as he nodded slowly. "Very good. I want you to open your eyes and look at the toy on your desk."

Golden orbs that were glazed over opened just enough to lay sight to the object of attention. "Take notice of how it looks just a bit too similar doesn't it," you spoke, making sure your voice carried a level of certainty to it. You wanted him to believe you after all. "In fact, the longer you look, the all more familiar it becomes to your own cock. Every ridge and curve the exact same. And it's going to take the place of your cock Schlatt. Every single time you see me use this toy, all sensation will transfer to you. You won't be able to escape the pleasure when you see me stroking it or riding it. Do you understand?"

Once more, Schlatt nodded, letting his heavy eyelids fall shut once more. You chuckled softly, silently stepping over to rub at the base of his horns. "Very good sweet ram," you cooed. "Now I'm going to bring you up out of trance at the count of ten. You'll wake feeling very relaxed, like you just had the best nap of your life, remembering as little or as much of this as you'd like. Ready?"

The process of bringing Schlatt up out of trance was slow, but sure as you had told him, you speaking the word "ten" was like a gentle alarm clock the nudged him to full consciousness. The ram hybrid yawned loudly, stretching big as if he truly had just gotten up for the morning. You smiled brightly as his eyes opened, practically popping out of their sockets when he saw you naked with the toy in your hands.

"The hell did I miss?" Schlatt muttered, more to himself than you. Before he could consider what exactly happened that he couldn't recall, he watched your hand stroke up on the toy. A jolt of pleasure shot through his body like an arrow, his member twitching to life beneath his slacks. "Wh-what the fuck?"

You giggled deviously, letting saliva drip from your lips onto the toy as you continued to stroke it. An uncharacteristic high keen fell from Schlatt's lips as he bucked at the air. His memory finally caught up with his groggy state as he recalled your words from trance.

You watched eagerly as pleasure coursed through Schlatt's body with every movement you made on the toy. You continued stroking the silicon dick until you could see his thighs quiver with need. Slowly, purely just to tease, you let it slip between your legs. Both of you were moaning in unison, your ram from the pleasure of feeling you completely encompass him yet not at all, and you from the fullness of the toy.

When you started to move, Schlatt started to ramble. Words of praise, pleas for the you to "not fucking stop, dear god please don't stop," and more fell like the prettiest song you've ever heard. He was bucking his hips against nothing until he finally came, practically screaming out for you.

You slowed yourself to a halt, toy buried inside you and all, a knowing smile on your lips. "Had enough yet?" you smirked as you gingerly pulled the silicone from your aching hole. You yourself weren't done, but Schlatt very well may have been.

A cocky grin was what greeted you when you met his eyes. "Oh doll," he chuckled darkly, standing up to approach you. "We're just gettin' started with this little magic trick of yours."

Needless to say, Schlatt was very much a fan of your "magic trick".

:)

ladies and gentlemen,

Him.

ABCDEFG, I want this man to rail me (respectfully ofc)

I merged a bunch of audios together to just get them off of my phone so if it sounds a little off that's the reason.

18+

Please do not repost my audios and claim as your own

bro i am just NOW realizing the eddie munson content that you reblog and LET ME TELL YOU I WAS NOT LET DOWN

anyways eddie is a munch

To this we all agree.

okay but like hear me out-

dilf!schlatt.

Kai, i love you so much, you make my day so much better <3 but yes, ABSOLUTELY! (Quick after thought, I got kinda carried away so this went from an ask answer to a "I will be writing a multi-chapter fic of this v soon")

The Best Neighbor

I always imagine dilf!schlatt with a daughter so I can imagine that when you first move into the neighborhood and this sexy single father sees you, he is IMMEDIATELY asking his daughter to help him make cupcakes-

And he walks up with that fucking black button up on, feeling like a million bucks until he rings your doorbell. And he gets all flustered but he hides it well, and him and his daughter welcome you with the cupcakes. You find yourself slowly but surely getting closer to this man.

And as time goes by, you go from acquaintances to friends. And friends to besties. And besties to him fucking you over his desk while his daughter's at her friends house.

My heart <3

Can I have a hug from my favorite mutual? You have no idea how much I need it lately

YES YES YES YOU MAY

idk if you can feel it but i’m giving you a hug with the force of a thousand suns

i’ll send you some brainrot in your inbox bae ily <33

Wow

THIS MACHINE SLAYS DRAGONS by toviatoris Follow the link and give them some love.

THE HAT STAYS ON DURING SEX

i have some king!schlatt brainrot rn and i’m just thinking of being his queen and him spoiling me with the best that riches can buy and every little thing he does is out of pure adoration and love and cockwarming at council meetings and jousting matches 😇

OHOHOHOHO YESSSS. Don't mind the fact that I'm writing this on my walk home from the bus, BUT

The way he would sit you on his cock as he signs documents and sings softly to you and the slight whispers of how good you're being when he finishes the song before moving to the next. I love this man with all my heart- HWJDBDJS

Ahahahahaahhah PLEAK I CANNOT HANDLE THISSSSS

NSFW

Eddie Munson tells you he’s going to *** the *** out of your tight little pussy.

My brain:

evan peters.

Got me low-key kicking my feet and giggling, ngl

HE’S SO CUTE😭😭😭😭

His face while he’s hitting the cowbell 😭😭😭😭😭

I want him so bad 😔

Petition for Evan to become my bf 🤞🤞🤞🤞

I could be his controversially younger gf🙏

creds to mommy, @yes-divine-ruler for sending em 😋🤞

Okayyyy *Shakey breathing intensifies*

“Fuck, do that again”-EDWARD FUCKING MUNSON😮‍💨😮‍💨 im cumming

The best answer ever

Haha, ignore the fact that I'm hiding in the bathroom from my prof, but hear me out. The way Schlatt would be so soft and hide all his kinks the first time you two have sex and then you bring up how nice his hands look and he's like "...😐...😏"

And the way he would choke you is just- jdjebfkdndhfksbd

i’d hide from my professor too i can’t blame you 😭

as soon as you’d say that he’d ask to “c’mere” and when you turn to face him his hand wraps around your throat and just starts full on making out with you and jsnssssisuebwbeegdusksjehrydjhhsdh

Your Pretend Boyfriend

paring ✦ Eddie Munson x reader

summary ✦ You back from college, visiting during thanksgiving break. Jason Carver has always liked you the feelings not mutual. So when you catch him harassing Eddie you pretend to be his girlfriend. What happens with your pretend boyfriend? CONTAINS SMUT

word count ✦ 3,200ish

authors note ✦ BRO I’m almost to 300 followers and 5000+ likes omg y’all are tooooo sweeet to me hope y’all enjoy this

masterlist

FEEDBACK AND REBLOGS APPRECIATED!!!

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The sound of your someone calling for you takes your gaze away from your phone. Looking up expecting to see your best friend. The two of you had plans to meet at this restaurant to catch up. You were in town visiting during thanksgiving break.

To your dissatisfaction it’s none other than Jason Carver. You groan annoyed knowing where this was headed. You’re parents were close and they always rooted for the two of you to end up together. Not a single part of you wanted anything to do with him. He was a few years younger than you. Also the worst human being on planet earth.

“You visiting for break?” He smiles leaning on the wall where you’re standing.

“Yup.” You say with no emotions, giving your full attention on your phone. Not wanting to give him the satisfaction of giving him any attention.

“What brings you here?”

“Meeting someone.” You answer eyes still on your phone, scrolling on something random. Pretending to be busy.

“Who?” He ask curiously.

“Can we skip to the part where you say something nasty, I tell you to fuck off and then you leave me alone?” You spit out, disregarding his previous question.

“We should hookup while your in town, give you some good ol dickin’ down. I’m sure those college boys can’t fuck you like I would.” There it is.

“For the millionth time that will never happen.” You respond, desperately waiting for your friend to arrive.

“Sheesh have you’ve always been such a bitch?” He laughs. When you don’t respond Jason walks off deflated.

You pray that is the end of that. Only for him to find his next victim. A curly headed boy you definitely remember, Eddie. It’d be hard to forget someone like him. Jason hated him, for whatever reason which made you gravitate towards him. You two were never all that close only exchanging hellos in the hallways. Occasionally bonding over your hatred of Jason. More than once telling Jason to leave their group alone.

Just as your deep in thought, thinking about Munson your phone dings. It’s the friend you were waiting for, she’s canceling on you. Her two year olds sick and can’t make it. You sigh out loud annoyed but understanding, typing a quick response.

You’re attention goes back to Eddie and Jason. Eddie was sat by himself, probably waiting for someone. Jason is giving him shit for being at a restaurant all by himself. It crosses your mind for a second and before you can realize how bad this idea is your on your way to Eddie’s table.

“Hey babe,” You smile greeting Eddie, confusion immediately spreads across his face. You mouth ‘just go along with it’ as you sit down next to him, careful so Jason doesn’t see. You plant a small kiss on his cheek, his confusion turns to a grin.

“Hey princess,” His arm slings around your shoulder. The pet name sends a heat through your body, you quickly push that away. You look up to Jason who’s slack-jawed.

“There’s no fucking way.” He whines.

“What?” You ask playing dumb.

“There’s no fucking way you two are dating.” Jason responds.

“We’ve been dating for six months, right babe?” You ask nuzzling yourself deeper into Eddie’s embrace.

“Almost seven.” He smiles, proudly.

“We actually have you to thank for that. Bumped into each other, bonded over our dislike for you. Been inseparable since.” You laugh because Jason looks pissed making this so worth it. He goes to speak but can’t get anything out, obviously frustrated.

“We’re gonna have a quick little lunch. Then head back to his place so he can give a good ol dickn’ down. That’s what you called it right?” You watch as Jason’s eyes go wide, full of pure disgust before running out of the restaurant. Once he’s out of hearing range you start erupting out in laughter, Eddie joining you.

“That was amazing. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him so speechless.” Eddie talks catching his breath from laughing so hard.

“I can’t stand him. He’s been up my ass for as long as I can remember. Saw the opportunity and took it.” You respond, looking over to Eddie’s who’s arm still rests on your shoulder. He notices you noticing and pulls away.

“You don’t have an actual girlfriend right? Otherwise this’d be kinda awkward.” You ask.

“Yeah actually I do.” Unknowingly your face falls, upset that he does.

“We met six months ago been inseparable since.” He teases, you roll your eyes realizing what he means. A silence falls over you two and you can’t help but feel like you’ve overstayed your welcome.

“I’ll leave you be. Thanks for participating in my antics.” You smile standing up from the table.

“I just got myself a girlfriend I ain’t letting you so quick.” You turn to face Eddie.

“We’ve been dating for all of five minutes and it’s the best relationship I’ve ever had.” He smiles, motioning for you to sit back down. Your intrigued so you sit down, this time on the other side of the booth.

“Are you sure? Someone’s not gonna show up and be upset I’m here?” You ask, seriously not wanting to impose.

“Don’t worry about it. Plans canceled.” He shoots you a smile before pulling his phone out, typing away for a moment.

“You really don’t have to do that.”

“Hang out with my beautiful older college girlfriend? Whom I only see during school breaks. Or hangout with my friends I see everyday at school? Uhhhh I think I’ll choose my girlfriend.” His words bring a cheesy grin to your lips.

“Okay I guess I can stay and enjoy lunch with my boyfriend.” You sigh, pretending like it’s an inconvenience for you. In reality your happy, your plans fell through and now your sat across from a long haired tatted hottie.

“How old are you? Not trying to catch a case.” You tease almost positive he’s of legal age. Better safe then sorry.

“19.” He responds between laughing at your joke.

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Lunch with Eddie was amazing, part of you grateful your friend canceled on you last minute. You feel an instant connection, not wanting the date to end quite yet. The two of you are walking out of the restaurant, hand in hand. Your brain scrambling for an excuse to prolong this date.

“So what was that comment you made about a good ol dickin’ down about?” Eddie asks and almost immediately it’s like a light bulb goes off your head.

“Jason’s been trying to make the moves on me since forever. Just before I joined my boyfriend our date he offered to do that me.” You laugh, you’re not sure where you two are headed just following Eddie’s lead.

“You and Jason, you never?”

“Never ever.”

“That’s crazy. I remember rumors went around about the two of you dating all the time.” He says, processing this new information. Jason Carver wanted you yet you were her with Eddie. He was excited by that thought but at the same time puzzled.

“Started by him. He made my high school experience hell.” You admit.

“Same here.” He sighs, you two reaching his van. Realizing this is where the date either continues or ends.

“Should we keep our story going?” You ask. Noticing Jason sat in his car with his friends, he’s watching the two of you. If he wants to watch, you’d give him a show. Mostly for own selfish desires.

“What?” He asks so you nod in the direction of Jason car full of jocks, watching Eddie’s gaze move from you to them.

“I told Jason we’d have a little lunch and then go your place where’d you give me a good ol dickin’ down.” You cringe at the usage of Jason’s phrase. Eddie’s attention whips back to you because of the words coming from your mouth.

“Gotta make it believable, right?”

“Yeah.” He says. Eddie is hesitant not because he doesn’t want to but because he can’t tell if you’re being sarcastic. You push him towards his van, his back hitting it makes a loud thud. If they weren’t looking they are now.

You get closer, closing the gap between you two. Reaching for his hair, running your fingers through it. You had been wanting to do this since you sat at his table. Wishing he’d call you princess again.

“Is this okay?” You ask to which Eddie nods eagerly. Without missing a beat you kiss him. Softly at first, testing the waters. Eddie melts into your touch, his hand reaching around sliding his hands in your butt pockets. He pulls you closer into him, squeezing your ass in the process. Causing you to let out a little gasp surprised by his bravery. He smiles mid kiss only making you want more. The kisses becoming more aggressive, the wetness starting to pool in your panties.

“Get a fucking room, freaks!” Jason yells and then the sound of tires screeching past you two startles you momentarily. You pull away, grinning. Eddie’s eyes are closed, the biggest smile on his face.

“Still don’t think it’s believable enough.” You say, sighing your tone suggestive.

“Really?” Eddie asks, sounding confused.

You roll your eyes, “Your beautiful older college girlfriend wants a good ol dickn’ down.”

“You.. want me to-” He stutters, stopping before you finish for him.

“I want you to fuck me.” His dick twitches in his jeans because of the six words that came out of your mouth.

“Do you want that?” You ask.

“Yes.” He gulps, excited for what’s coming. Hopefully him soon. He opens the car door for you, you climb inside disregarding the fact that you drove yourself here. Your horny brain fogging your mind deciding in the moment you’d figure it out later.

This wasn’t like you, you never hooked up with someone so shortly after getting to know them. You couldn’t help but feel like something about this situation was different. Eddie was different, like a good different.

It’s a very short but also painfully long drive to his home. Eddie’s never been so thankful for his uncle to be out of town, couldn’t of picked a better time to leave him home alone. The drive is mostly silent, filled with music and stealing glances at each other.

As soon as Eddie parks at his home he’s out of the car running to your door, letting you out. He grabs your hand leading you to the front door. Where he struggles for a few moments to find the right key. Once inside, he shuts the door behind you before facing you. His hands press firmly on your ass to lift you, your legs straddling his body. This time he’s the one to initiate the kiss, carrying you to wherever. You didn’t care as long as Eddie was there.

For a moment your startled when he drops you on his bed. Your allowed a quick glance around his room, taking it in before you look up to see Eddie. He’s shirtless now and his shoes are missing. So you follows in his steps ripping your shoes off. When you go to take your shirt off he stops you with a intense kiss before doing it Aw himself, then unhooks you bra exposing your bare chest.

He pulls away to take in the view, “Fuck you’re beautiful.”

Eddie smashes his lips on yours pushing you back into the bed before kissing down you neck only to stop at your nipple. The sensation is enough for you to let out a sweet moan slightly arching you back into him. Mouth still attached to you while his hands are busy unbuttoning your pants, pulling them down quickly along with your panties.

You curse your self for not wearing something sexier but you had no idea this where’d you be today. Part of you embarrassed you haven’t shaved in a while. Your worries are immediately put at ease when he spreads your thighs, letting his head rest between them.

“Beautiful.” Her murmurs before placing a sugary kiss on your clit, sending a shockwave through your body. His tongue begins rubbing against your bud. Without thinking your hands find his hair, pushing him deeper between your folds. Your head falls back, moans leaving you lips. When you think it can’t get any better, he slips a long strong finger in your pussy. Pumping into you the same pace as his tongue that is still toying with your clit.

“More please-“ You whine and Eddie listens adding another finger, stretching you out. Your a mess under his touch. Never once has a man prioritized your pleasure. You’ve become masterful at giving yourself orgasms. The feeling of it being at the hands of someone else unfamiliar. A good unfamiliarity.

“Fuckk- Eddie I’m..” Your words turn into strangled moans, a tightness growing in your stomach. Your breath hitches as you pulsate on his thick fingers, your eyes rolling back as you come undone. Your busy riding out your high but the feeling of his fingers leaving you brings you back down to reality. His laps up your juices one last time before speaking.

“Mm so sweet.” Eddie purrs sucking on his own two fingers that were covered in your juices. They leave his mouth with a popping sound as he sits up in the bed.

“My turn.” You say barley audible sitting up reaching for the button on his jeans. Wanting nothing more than to wrap your lips around his cock. He stops your hands causing you to look up to Eddie, you cant help but pout.

“I don’t think I’ll last long with your pretty lips sucking me off right now. Next time, okay?” You nod smiling at the thought there’d be a next time. Eddie kisses you pushing your head back onto the bed. Only pulling away to pull his pants off and grab a condom from his bed side table. You watch intently as his pulls down his boxers, revealing his cock. You let out a gasp as it hits his stomach, never once had you seen one this big. Eddie smiles at your reaction while unwrapping the condom. Slowly rolling it over the tip of his dick and down the entirety of his hard length.

Eddie gets back on top of you, spreading your legs. He lets the tip rest on you swollen clit before dragging it down to your hole. Slowly, inch by inch you adjust to his size. He bottoms out, you let out a whimper because you’ve never felt fuller. He uses his hands to lift your thighs up so he can get better angle before starting a slow motion. Pumping in and out of you at a painfully slow pace, only making you desperate for him to pick up the pace.

He leans down to your level, his head resting in the crook of your neck. Your chest being flattened by his. One hand rests at the back of his neck, tightening in his hair and the other hands digs into his back as he bucks his hip harder into you. He’s thrusting harder but you desperately need him faster.

“Faster- please.” You say and it comes out as a whine. You get exactly what you want because he pushed up so he can see you before recklessly pounding into you cunt faster than before. He guides your hands so you can hold your own legs up, using his free hand to find your clit running circles around it sloppily.

“How does that feel princess?” He grunts between thrusts, his finger still playing with your bud. You can’t help but smile at the pet name. He finally said it again. When you don’t respond he rocks his hips harder and you start feeling that tightening in your stomach again.

“Fuck.” You cry out, knowing you’re about to cum for the second time. The sensation of your pussy throbbing on his cock as you get closer to finishing nearly sends him over the edge but he’s determined to make you cum again. His fingers work more tactically on your clit which is just enough to have you gushing on his dick.

“Good girl.” He groans. Not even a second later he’s cumming inside the condom, inside you. Suddenly wishing that thin little layer of latex wasn’t there so you could feel his seed coat your inner walls. He kisses you sweetly one last time before pulling out and falling next to you. His chest heaving up and dow as he tried to catch his breath. You rest on his chest, listening to his heart beat.

“Was that believable?” He asks, out of breath.

“What?” You ask confused to drunk on dick to comprehend.

“Was that a good ol dickin’ down?” He laughs. You roll your eyes before nodding your head, yes.

—

The next two weeks we’re spent under and on top of Eddie Munson any chance you got. Dreading the fact that when break came to an end you’d have to head back to school. It was a three hour drive from Hakwins. You just got Eddie and couldn’t imagine having to let go so soon.

Eddie was so grateful Wayne left for the two weeks during thanksgiving break. He had a whole two weeks of uninterrupted time with you. He tried hard no to think about the fact you’d be leaving him in a short time. If he thought about it too much he’d upset himself, usually pushing the thoughts away focusing on the time he did have with you. So to say he was surprised when you invited him to have thanksgiving dinner with your family would be an understatement.

When you found out Eddie would be spending thanksgiving day alone you didn’t hesitate to invite him. Your heart felt for him when he admitted he never really celebrated holidays with Wayne always working. You were determined to make it perfect.

Explaining to you parents why this random dude was coming over on thanksgiving dinner was the hardest part. Only for Eddie to introduce him self as your boyfriend of seven months. They look at you like ‘what the fuck’ to which only caused you to laugh. Cursing yourself for not get your stories straight. More than happy to continue the bit but wished you could of prepared better.

“So how’d you two meet them?” Your father asks curiously. You both say different answers. You blurt out high school and he says you two met at a restaurant.

“We’ll we went to high school together, knew of each other. Ran into each other at Danny’s Dinner and hit it off.” You explain further, their faces telling that they don’t believe anything coming out of your mouth. They never question any further, thankfully.

—

Todays the dreaded day. The day you leave for college. You had already said your goodbyes to your family. Deciding what time you had left would be spent with Eddie. The two of you had just finished fucking for possibly the last time. Your brain had been heavily worried about what would happen when you left. It’s now or never, you need to ask him.

“I’m gonna miss you.” Eddie sighs. You sit up to face him, he’s laid in bed looking at the roof.

“I’ll miss you too. What are we doing?” You ask, trying to read his reaction. He looks at you with a smile.

“I don’t know about you but I’ve been faithfully committed to you for the last seven months.” He teases.

“I’m being serious Eddie.” You groan.

“Me too, princess.”

“So we are-?” You start to ask and he interrupts.

“Yes we are. Your all mine.” He kisses you.

“All yours.” You melt into his kiss, fucking one more ttime. time.

hear me out tho: making out with drunk!schlatt as he’s just grabbing onto your hips with such brute force that his fingernails leave marks. you can still taste the alcohol in his breath and you can feel him slowly starting to grind into you as you pull on his hair and nnhshhsusbskaiysgwbsixg

HOLY FUCKING SHIT! The way this had me low-key blushing and giggling. Like- Hear me out,

The moans that he would normally keep as quiet as possible would just absolutely POUR out of those pretty fucking lips of his. Like, the way his entire face would flush at that first tug, like- SOQSJUQSJUS

This FUCKING picture of schlatt made me WEAK IM DROPPING OUT. I GOTTA GO I GOTTA GO I GOTTA GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE

SCREAMING WITHOUT THE S ON GOD!

Edit: https://youtu.be/XxNsi0UVbCg (2:10 ;))

Remember, my ask box is open and I really need something to do!

The way I just went 🍅 in the middle of chem class...

i want sub!schlatt to rail the living fuck out of me while he’s being praised and it js motivates him to go harder

(can i be 👣 anon plz)

you can't squirm out of his embrace as his entire body is holding you down. occasionally he'll move his big hands off your arms, as he likes to feel your desperate grasps at his shoulders. his harsh hands groping soft spots you weren't even aware you had. the feeling of being absolutely full as he fucks in and out of you relentlessly. your mind is foggy and the only thing you can really do is moan for him, calling him your sweet boy as he pounds into you. and you both noticed the harder and deeper he went, the more he was praised.

‘good boy,’ you manage to say as soft and endearing as possible, practically bouncing on his cock from how hard he was fucking you. ‘doing so well for me. you’re filling me up so good..’

he can’t help but let out little yea’s and yes’s with each time he his cock goes into you, desperate for your approval. ‘i’m a good boy,’ he replies, under his breath. ‘i’m a good boy for you.’

embarrassed to be acting so submissive, he attempts at keeping his voice down. though, that stops easily when he gets close to finishing inside you.. how good would he be then?

I want to see how much of tumblr is aro

Pls reblog if u vote :)

The scenario of rockstar Eddie using your moans on a corroded coffin track has been tossed around quite a bit and I think we can all agree that it’s hot af MDNI

BUT BUT…

Humour me for a moment

You go to check up on Eddie because he’s been locked up in your guys’ home studio all day working on a song. You open to door to see him sitting in a chair, shirt tossed somewhere and guitars scattered around the room. He’s holding a blunt up to his lips with his eyes closed, obviously trying to destress. You walk up to him and place your hand softly on the side of his head gently intertwining your fingers with his hair and smile as he leans into your touch. After a moment you ask “How’s it coming?”

Eddie lets out a long sigh accompanied by smoke. He finally opens his eyes to meet yours and mumbles about how he “can’t figure it out. It’s missing something… and the only thing I can come up with might not go over well with the label.” You furrow your eyebrows, silently asking him to explain. His face blushes and he looks down at the blunt between his fingers and takes another drag before carrying on. “Well, I was listening to the solo and noticed the guitar kind of sounds like it’s moaning. So I got this idea of on the back vocals….we could put in some real ones.” You looked at him in surprise. You definitely weren’t expecting that. You let out a quiet “oh” before clearing your throat and asking “who’s were you thinking of recording?”

“Definitely not yours. Don’t get me wrong, they’re beautiful babe, but I don’t want any pervs getting off to you. They already probably bust to your photoshoots and shit.” Eddie said it so casually and it sent a pang of jealousy through you, who’s moans was he thinking of? As if reading you like a book, Eddie quickly said “but I don’t want some other girls moans on it either. So you see my problem.” You both paused trying to think of other ideas when it suddenly hit you. “Why don’t you record your moans, Eddie?” By the look on his face, you could tell the thought had already crossed his mind. Picking the blunt from his fingers you took a drag, feeling the slight burn in your lungs. “I think it’d make more sense, honestly. It’s you playing, it’s you making the guitar moan like that. It seems only fair you are the one who moans for real.” He stood up and snatched the blunt back from you, smirking before pulling and blowing the smoke out into the air above you. “You think so, baby?”

“Totally! And I think your fans would love it, you know how horny those freaks get for you” you joke, “it’d be so metal.” Eddie chuckles, agreeing with you as he wraps a hand around your waist. He took another drag and leaned down close to your mouth before blowing the smoke into yours. “You’re not gonna get jealous?” He asked in a patronizing tone, planting a quick kiss on your lips. You had to admit, you were known to have a bit of a habit to be possessive over Eddie, but who could blame you? He was perfect in every imperfect way and some of these “freaks”, as you had called them, didn’t know boundaries. Throwing themselves at him, trying to give him nudes and panties. You felt this almost feral possession over him you had never felt over anyone before. The first time someone had blatantly disrespected Eddie’s boundaries, practically pushing their tits in his face after he told them he had a girl five times, it ended in you having to be dragged off the girl and one of her shitty clip-on extensions in your hand.

Eddie’s laughter pulled you out of your thoughts, hand reaching down to your ass and pulling you closer while saying “it’s okay baby, I like it when you get jealous.” You rolled your eyes before responding with a muttered whatever and grabbed the back of his neck to feel his lips on yours. The kiss quickly got heated, feeling your tongue against his sent heat to both of your lower abdomens. He quickly pulled away before putting the blunt down and came back up to kiss you with even more passion. Your lips moved perfectly in sync against each other as your hands roamed each other's bodies. You felt his already hard cock press against you and reached down to palm him through his pants. The moan he let out at the contact was heavenly and made wetness pool in your panties. “Sound so beautiful, Eddie.”

He quickly pulled away panting as his eyes danced all over your face. He planted a wet kiss on your lips before pulling himself from you completely, walking over to the recording equipment and pressing the record button. Eddie grabbed your hand and dragged you into the booth saying “we gotta get as much as we can” in between kisses.

That’s how Corroded Coffin made waves with their newest single that had the sounds of their front man cumming accompanied by a sick guitar solo.

Sleeping on the couch | Eddie Munson x Reader

Summary: based on the TikTok trend where girls tell their bf they're sleeping on the couch.

“Hey Eddie?” You poked your head into the bedroom. Eddie was sitting on the bed playing his guitar. He was in his pj’s waiting for you to finish your night routine and join him in bed.

“Yeah babe?” he asked.

“I’m going to be sleeping on the couch tonight.” You announced out of nowhere. Eddie looked up from the guitar and gave you a weird look.

“What? Why?”

You shrugged.

“I just want to sleep on the couch.”

Eddie frowned.

“Why?” He asked again. 

You giggled.

“It’s just too hot here.”

“Alright, I’m coming with you.” He put the guitar down and started getting up.

“No.” You stopped him. “You’re hot too.”

Eddie blinked.

“So I’m sleeping alone?”

“Yeah.” You replied.

“Nooo, babyyyyy.” He whined. “I promise I’ll be cold!”

You laughed at that.

“You can’t promise that!”

“Alright then. I won’t cuddle you, how about that? then you won’t be too hot.”

You shook your head.

“Nah, I still want to sleep on the couch alone, I think I need some space.”

Eddie’s face dropped.

“Why? Did I do something? What did I do?” Eddie was getting worried. “Did I kick you last night?... do I snore?”

“No silly, you didn’t do anything wrong.” You said while walking to the bed. 

“Is it because I hog the blanket? I promise I won't do it again!” Eddie said, giving you the saddest puppy dog eyes ever while you picked a blanket and your favorite pillow. “Baaaaabyyyy, pleaseeeee, don’t go.” He pouted again, his hands gripping your wrists to stop you.

“Goodnight, handsome.” You leaned to kiss his lips, distracting him from his mission to convince you.

“Babyyyyy, noooo…”

You giggled as you made your way to the couch. There you laid down and spread the blanket on top of you.

Only minutes later Eddie walked in with a pillow and blanket.

“Can I get on the couch with you?” He asked softly, your heart breaking a little at the sad look on his face.

“I don’t think the couch is big enough for both of us, Eddie.”

“Okay.”

He then proceeded to put the pillow on the floor next to the couch and laid down.

“You’re sleeping on the floor?” You asked surprised.

“Yeah.”

“Why?”

“I don’t want to sleep far from you.” Eddie said. “If you’re sleeping out here then I’m sleeping here too.”

Your heart melted.

“Fiiine, come here.”

In a flash, Eddie was getting on the couch with you. You cuddled him, your hand caressing his head as he used you as a pillow.

“Thanks baby.” He whispered while closing his eyes.

-

“WHAT THE HELL? That’s where I sleep!” You woke up to an annoyed Wayne.

MHA boys getting caught masturbating

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authors note : hello all, I know ive been writing a lot of MHA related stuff lately, but do not worry. that isn’t all I wrote about LOL, im just in a MHA mood. if you want me to write for any other characters just go ahead and ask, saves me time instead of me having to think of different characters to write for. cheers :)

characters - (izuku midoriya, shoto todoroki, katsuki bakugo)

warnings - nsfw obviously

minors don’t be doing no funky shit, get lost or just hide in the shadows idc

enjoy !

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Izuku Midoriya

- when you initially walk in on him his head is flung back, legs spread, naked chest heaving, and his hand on his cock. what a sight.

- he doesn’t even notice you until after he cums, so when he finally looks forward and sees you staring at him he screams and grabs a pillow to try and hide his dick.

“Y/N !!!???, OMG IM SO S-SO SORRY”

- he refuses to look at you until you move towards him and sit at the corner of the bed.

“want some help ?”

- he looks at you absolutely shocked but nods shyly nonetheless

Shoto Todoroki

- notices you straight away and immediately looks away from you, his face completely red and his fire side raging out of control.

“y/n… please knock next time..”

- he still refuses to look at you, the duvet brought over himself in an attempt to hide his erect cock spewing cum everywhere.

- you both stay there for a while until you decide to speak up and break the awkward silence.

“shoto, would you like me to help you finish ?”

- he snaps his head towards you and stares at you wide eyed before hanging his head low in embarrassment.

“…yes please”

Katsuki Bakugo

- the second he notices you his eyes blow wide and he starts saying curses under his breath. he finally looks at you after about a minute of silence, cheeks dusted pink.

“enjoying the fucking show ? hurry up and get out.”

- you decide to ignore him and keep staring at his naked figure, nipples perked and abs flexed under a glossy sheen of sweat. your mind runs wild as you catch you bottom lip between your teeth and play with the bottom of your skirt.

- bakugo notices your change in behaviour and let’s out a chuckle before sitting up straight and crossing his legs, cock still on display.

“for gods sake, stop eye fucking me and get over here”

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It's so fucking cool how y'all have mutuals who you're like friends with and do shit, like I want one of y'all to be my bestie, the fuck bro.

Came.

Imagine rough sex with eds and you guys just break the bed and you have to tell wayne

✶ ┄ BROKEN BEDS !

summary: you and eddie break his bed. the worst part is having to tell wayne. pairing: eddie munson / f!reader warning: smut! eddie being the cutest human alive! a wild appearance from uncle wayne! 18+ mdni! a/n: i need everyone to know that when i wrote this draft, i titled it "breaking bed" and it made me chuckle a lil. anyway, thanks for your request anon! enjoy xoxo

( MASTERLIST )

when eddie muson fucks, he fucks like a wild animal

he grunts with each of his rough thrusts, brown eyes somehow darker with lust while his untamed curls cling to his sweaty forehead

and you just let him drill into you because, truth be told, you love him this way

you hold the backs of your thighs and keep yourself wide open for him while he fucks so deeply into you

he leans over you, one hand white-knuckled where it grips his headboard, and the other wrapped around your throat

not tight enough to choke you exactly, but to make sure your eyes stay locked on his as he fucks you for all your worth

the headboard slams into the wall in time with each of his thrusts, rhythmic bang bang bangs that you’d be scared are leaving a dent in the wall if eddie wasn’t making you feel so good

he tilts your jaw to the side to expose your neck to him

and he hides his face in the sweaty crook of it, seeking refuge there while he nips and suckles at the warmed skin

you just keep begging for him to go harder and deeper and faster as he fucks you more and more stupid

and eddie complies without question

he revels in the way you keen each time he pounds into you and how your face scrunches up and your back arches for him

your toes curl and your legs tense up so hard they start to quiver

and right when you’re about to come, the bed suddenly jolts and dips beneath you, accompanied by loud crashing sound

it scares the shit out of you and you squeal while eddie lets out a grunt of surprise

because his bed just fucking broke

and it isn’t the most surprising thing in the world, the thing is about as old as he is

but it does take the two of you off guard 

all you can do in the moment is laugh about it

and eddie barely wastes another second before he starts fucking you again

because his bed is already broken, who cares if it gets more fucked up?

plus he knew how close you were to your orgasm and you just look so pretty when you come <3

the worst part about it though is telling wayne

because there’s no way he’s not going to notice

and eddie can’t exactly sleep on a crooked bed

so he just comes up with the shittiest excuse known to man “so the thing is... i was… jumping on the bed…”

wayne furrows his brows “the hell were you doing jumping on your bed?”

“well, you see, i was just, you know… trying to… heal my inner child…”

“…what the fuck does that mean?”

but, like, obviously wayne knows

typically you’re good at keeping eddie in check and sometimes he can hear you saying you don’t want to fuck while wayne’s in the house

and that’s a part of the reason he likes you so much bc you don’t want to put him through that trauma

but you guys are young and in love and sometimes keeping your hands off of each other feels like the hardest thing in the world

so he knows exactly how the bed broke

but hearing eddie trying to lie about it is the funniest thing on the planet

shopping for a new bed frame is easily the most adult thing you and eddie have ever done

and the only one he can afford is a star wars themed one in the children’s section

eddie groans and acts annoyed about having to get one that’s so childish but you know he secretly loves it

because the headboard is shaped like the cock pit of the millennium falcon with lightsabers painted on the foot of the bed

you try to put it together without wayne’s help while he’s at work

and you’re like “how long do you give it before we break this one?”

“an hour if you wine and dine me first <3”

have any blurb requests? send em here if you want!

Holy fucking shit Kirk Hammett! Istg this man will be the death of me. This is a can opener, Kirk Hammett is a leg opener, okay!? Istg I will spread my legs right here, right now! I don't give a shit if he's 60, he better get his aSS OVER HERE BEFORE I RIP THOSE DAMN PANTS OFF LIKE A FUCKING FERAL ANIMAL!-

The way I smiled so wide and giggled, then my professor stared at me like I was insane...

wilbur soot x reader twitter au bc i’m bored

dont stop

paring: em x reader

summary: your father ditched you again and the only person you felt that would listen is your ex babysitter, mr. munson.

warnings: 18+, age gap; eddie is 39, reader is 19, dirty talk, smut (p in v), daddy issues, language, MDI

wc: 2427 words

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You wanted to turn around, but you couldn't. you were walking through the trailer park this late at night in your silky white dress, frustrated. Tears flooding down your pretty little face along with smeared mascara. The trailer was right in front of you. No lights were on, it was pure silence adjusting with your sniffling. 

You knocked once, there was no answer. So you pounded, harder and harder. You needed him right now… you needed to speak to your old babysitter again. He always listens to your problems no matter what..

It's been 2 years since you’ve seen him, even spoken to him. 

The door jolted open. There he was, Eddie Munson, your old babysitter. The older man with long curly hair that rested on his muscular chest. His body was flooded with tattoos, all over his neck, chest, arms, and hands, his beard was also well managed. You’ve never seen him with his shirt off, never thought you ever would,

“Erm, does your father know you’re out here at this time? And why are you crying? Are you okay?” he says in a concerned cooling tone. You were too focused on his body and how it looks so young and healthy. How his curls perfectly falls over the tatto-

“Hello?” he snapped in your face to get your attention. “I- I'm sorry, I'm just… My dad … and- and I just,” you began to tear up.

“Hey, hey,” he wipes your tears in a flash, as if he actually was concerned. You liked it… “come on, you're soaked,” he said as he pulled you inside and kicked the door close behind him. Your eyes panned around the place. You stood by the door as he flopped down on the sofa, brushing his hair out of his face with his hands. 

His hand waved you over, “come sit baby, tell me what's wrong,” he said. You walked over and sat next to him. Taking a huge gulp to your throat, you finally spoke, “my dad, he told me he was coming to get me tonight, to take me out to my favorite place to eat, to make up the times he never got the chance to come see me,” you stumbled over your words. “And im- im so fucking sick of it, its like he lies so many times.” you paused, throwing your face into your palms. Tears filled the small cup that your palms created. You struggled to look back up at eddie, but you managed to,

“When is it ever gonna end?” you whined and let out a sharp breath of air as your tears dropped to the floor. Eddie groped your chin lightly for you to face him, “baby, when was the last time you seen your dad?” he asked. Your eyes panned back to the floor, “the last time you babysat me when i was 17 was the last time,” you stated. 

“Jesus…you know.. Ever Since i've known your father he's been… kinda off. I mean the dude was a jackass if you ask me, he dont deserve a pretty daugter like you” he admits. You faced him quickly and jabbed him in the arm, “hey! He's still my dad you know,” you slightly shouted. He softly fell back onto the sofa and extended his arms out on top of it, “aww c’mon, he's Jason cavers, baby, and its the truth. But nobody deserves that kind of treatment from their father.” he reaches over to grab a cigarette and lighter. 

“Well, you’re right… did you have a good relationship with yours?” you asked him. He lit the cigarette and sat back up, “well, while the other dads were teaching their kids how to fish or play ball, my old man was teaching me how to hotwire,” he explained as he puffed on his cig,

“That's… that's all?” you asked him, “it's been a while.” he said. He planted the cig between his lips and grazed your cheek, wiping your tears away along with the smudged mascara. “There's something else too,” you mumbled, “go on” he said. “Well, my mom took my car keys this morning all because I was smoking in my room,” you explained. Eddie chuckled, “What's funny? You think that's funny mr.munson?” you shouted, “how am i supposed to drive to the market? Better yet, how am I supposed to go out with my friends tomorrow? It's a long ass drive. And I literally walked here. Like I probably should be having a cramp in my feet by now,” you whined. Eddie put out his cig and stood up as he chuckled again. His palm wiped his face as he said, “is this actually about your dad? Or is the little baby just upset about her keys getting taken?” 

You thickly gasped as you stood to be right in front of him, “fist of all, i am Not a little baby. Second… you just don't understand!” you shouted, “yea? Well If this is about your old man then I apologize that you have to go through that, alright? Listen, if you need anything or just an old man to talk to then i'm here to listen to you, like always, and you know this. You couldve came to me a year ago or two, i would’ve helped ya out sugar-” you cut him off mid sentence,

“Oh FUCK IT, im ANGRY ok? My dad doesnt want to see me, THEN my mom takes my keys so i’ll have nothing to fucking do! Its so FUCKING frustrating. Now im standing here all drenched in this bitchy dress and my fucked up mascara,” you yelled as you stomped towards the back of his trailer, “hey, what are you doing? You can't just roam my place like that,” he says. 

You didn't really care, you went looking for a bathroom to clean yourself up but ended up in his bedroom. You were too angry to even slow down your actions. He followed you, beckoned himself onto the doorframe and spoke to you but you’ve already blocked him out.

Starting with your dress, you angrily yanked it over your head, exposing your white bra and panties, and you kicked off your shoes. Eddie's head quickly shot over to a blank wall, “the hell? Baby put your clothes back on,” he demanded. But you couldn't hear him over your own muffles,

“Everyone just fucking hates me today. Like when the fuck did i ever ask for this shit?” you mumbled. You quickly walked over to what seemed to be his dresser and snatched out one of his shirts that read, “hellfire club”. “The fuck?” you tried your best not to question it, instead you threw it over your body in a flash. 

Eddie on the other hand was starting to get concerned, “alright, that's it, i'm gonna call your old man and tell him to tell your mother to come and pick you up,” he said as he reached over to his phone. You jolted over to him and placed your hand onto the phone, “no.” you said, “no? Sweetheart you need some taming, you come in here, i try to help you out and then you roam my house, get half naked and take one of my shirts… usually i’d say “thats some metal shit,” but sweetheart you need to calm down, you’re acting like a fucking brat!,” he says in a deep controlling voice.

The kind of tone that straightened you up in a flash. You sat at the edge of his bed, “i- im sorry mr. munson… I'm just fed up. Okay? I didn't mean to have a bitch fit, everything just happened so fast.” you whined as he stood directly in front of you, looking down at you.

His soft bulged print was inches away from your face. You looked him up and down as you gently placed your hand on his arm, “it won't happen again, i- i promise,” you said as you gave him the most of your doe eyes. Eddie went silent for a moment. His eyes had completely darkened and he began to breathe deeply.

“Are you mad at me mr. munson? I'm sorry,” you exclaimed. The answer was no, Eddie wasn't upset with you, in fact he was amazed. Amazed on how quickly he tamed you, how you were sitting right before him, inches away from his length. “No” he says as he breaks the tension and walks over to the other side of the bed. He had his back facing you, holding his face, hoping this could all be over before its too late.

In your eyes there was no doubt that he was angry. He said no so dry and unexplanatory. You stood up and held your arms, feeling bad and filled with sorrow. A tear ran down your cheek along with a sniffle from your nose. He quickly turned around and bolted towards you. Cupping your face he says, “babygirl, i'm not mad, okay? It's okay.”

You looked up at him, and instantly wrapped your arms around his neck, feening for a hug. He hugged you back with no hesitation. Your clothed boobs were on his upper stomach. He held you at your waist, gripping them enough to toggle a knot in your abdomen. His skin was so soft and bulky, you wanted to stay like this forever. “D’you wanna sit down babygirl?” he whispered. You nodded and he sat down on the bed with you in his lap, still holding onto you. His eyes were pinned onto you as you looked down at his chest. It made your mouth water in hunger, made your pussy cry in agony because of how good the seating position looked. 

“Are you uncomfortable?” he asks, “no, im okay,” you reply. You knew you were feeling the heat between you two. You wanted more, but did not want to make him feel uncomfortable. So you started to send hints, “just maybe if i sit… like this?” you moved your hips more towards him. The cloth between the two of you was the only thing that stopped you from touching him. He gave your hips a soft squeeze, sending electrical shocks down your body. “This?” he asked.

His dick throbbed in his sweats, you could feel and see. You could only think about popping his dick into your mouth and tasting him. “I wanna know what you're thinking about, how you're feeling.” he ruts his hips into you, “wanna be all up in your mind, sweetheart,” he says in a deep tone. You look back up at him and at this time, your pussy was throbbing and screaming in agony. You were desperately grinding against him,

“I.. i want..” you struggled. You knew what you wanted, needed, craved. GOD DAMN Y/N SPIT IT OUT GIRL!

“I want you.. I want you,” you whined, “please daddy.” his eyes lowered and darker as a soft sound escaped his mouth, 

“Say it, pretty pretty pretty-”

“Please” you finished his sentence with a little whimper. The sexual tension was really a problem… and only he could solve it. You shivered along with your breaths. His huge hands guided you as you continuously grinded on him. Feeling his thick dick under his sweats, feeling it throb of need and greed, feeling the heat between the two of you. 

“Right there, sweetheart,” he whispered, not breaking any eye contact. He watched your pretty face as it presented pure pleasure. His right hand moved from your hip to your ass, massaging it slowly. Your mouth opened slightly as your breath deepend. Your lips were now onto eddies as tongue broke the barrier, fishing for his tongue. his beard rubbed against your face as both tongues were wrestling each other as Eddie moved his hand down from your ass to the back of your pussy. He made small circles, allowing you to lightly moan in his mouth. Working his hand in your thin cloth panties, he notices how wet you are.

Looking you deeply in the eyes, he pulls away from the kiss, sending a look that asks “do i have permission?” you nodded slightly.

He hated the fact that he loved your hair, your eyes, your pretty lips, the curves of your body, all of it. He even hates himself because he knows he’ll never be able to replace your asshole father as he eases his cock into you. Creating a burning sensation, “mm fuck,” you moaned, “are you okay?” he asks you, caring so deeply for your feelings. “It h-hurts.. So good. More, please,” you whined in his mouth.

He pushes you own onto his huge, bulging dick. “You're so tight sweetheart,” he moaned. Quickly, eddie flipped you over so that you were beneath him. He kicked his sweats off an kneeled in front of you as his dick was throbbing inside of you. you squirmed underneath him, admiring his chest hairs with small specks of silver, so needy that you were basically fucking yourself.

Grabbing your neck, he slightly pulls out of you, and pounds it back in, “ohh, fuck, please, harder,” you cried out. He repeatedly pounded into you, causing your eyes to tear up. You loved it, every bit of attention he's given you and every inch of his dick. He looked down at his dick as it slit in and out of your pretty cunt, watching your glisining slit cover it repeatedly, “such a good fucking girl for me,” he grunts. 

He leans down, still thrusting into you, and kisses your lips so gently. He pulls back from the kiss, causing a string of fluids to pull due to the distance, “so beautiful sweetheart, so tight, so wet,” he pants. Your tits bounced in the inside of his hellfire shirt as he watches, “that's the last of my favorite shirts. Who told you you could wear that one?” he thrusts harder,

“Im sorry- im sorry i didn't know. I'm a brat… im your fucking brat” you whined as tears ran down the side of your face. He didnt know if you were hurt or if he’d done something wrong. He pulls out of you, “are you okay? Do we need to stop? We can stop if you nee-”. You sat up and grabbed him by his dick, you stuck it back inside of you, looked him deeply in the eyes and said, “dont stop fucking me, please.” 

The noices of skin slapping skin, moans and whimpers, and sounds of liquid messes filled the room and echoed off of the walls. 

You looked so beautiful taking his dick, so beautiful that he wanted to stay inside of you forever, he wanted to die there, so you’ll be the last thing he sees.