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shady-the-simp

2 years ago

Yours, Now, and Forever.

in which regency! era wilbur and you hate each other’s guts.

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hi. this is my baby. i have cried and have had sleepless nights over this fic, trying to make it perfect. it is the best goddamn thing i have ever written, and i beg of you to be nice to it. please, if you like it, share it. i’m begging on my knees. i have never loved anything i’ve written as much as i love this. if people love it enough, i will probably take blurbs for specific scenes from another pov, or blurbs of life after marriage. but i am begging, treat my baby well.

huge thank you’s to caroline, zone, and lyss. lyss for inspiring me to begin writing again after almost two years, zone for being my proofreader, and my sweet sweet caroline for giving me the idea for the fic and letting me torture her with ideas. i love all of you, tysm. please please please enjoy.

word count - 11.5k

Your mother toddled round the seamstresses shop, fabrics in hand. “Oh! I almost tripped over the silk. What a shame that would have been to ruin such a fine fabric, especially with how well it compliments your skin tone.” She held it up to your face as you stood on the raised platform.

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shady-the-simp

2 years ago

I’ll be good, I will

A/n: typed this straight onto my phone so Formatting is weird, and there is no spell checks or proof reading unfortunately, but I simply couldn’t get this idea out of my brain. Anyways, Enjoy!

Warnings; Smut, edging, toy(s), Oral (M receiving)

Taglist; @rottent33th @slaasherslut @slasherscrybaby @cries-in-latino @how-grand-trine-au

“Please” he whimpered, the childlike voice he usually used gone a long time ago, “Please y/n!” his head fell back and his eyes rolled in bliss as you slowed your pace, pulling your mouth away with a soft pop. His hips stuttered, his body burning for his release and a sigh escaped his lips.

He was beautiful like this, his skin sparkling with a sheen of sweat, his face flushed a rosy pink. His head lolled and mouth cocked open ever so slightly as his chest heaved deep breaths of air, despite it seeming like it was never enough. “Ah, ah Brahmsy. I have something else I want to try, only good boys get to cum you know?” he whined, closing his eyes and slightly relaxing.

Perhaps you were taking this all too far, but you really did love him like this. You hummed reaching into your pocket and slipping out the little toy you’d been dying to use. You got it in a bath bomb a friend, she sent it up as a birthday gift. ‘Selfcare’ with a winky face was what the note had said. You smirked, as you put the toy to the tip of Brahms length, smirking as you flicked it on, watching his eye widen and look down to meet yours, face contorting in a mix of pain and overall pleasure. The rooms walls echoing soft pleads and a warm bzz sound.

“Mrf- Please, I’ll be good, I will!”

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shady-the-simp

2 years ago

I posted 31 times in 2022

That's 31 more posts than 2021!

13 posts created (42%)

18 posts reblogged (58%)

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I tagged 13 of my posts in 2022

#slasher fucker - 7 posts

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My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

A broken promise - Michael Myers x reader

A/N: I cried a lot while writing this. He’s kind of OOC in that he talks a little, but it’s the love of his life so…

Warnings: Angst, gore, sad boy Michael Myers, mentions of death, main character death.

Word count: 987

Michael kneeled in front of the mutilated body before him and stuck three fingers into one of the wounds he had created not very long ago.

Flashback

Tears streamed down the girl's face, hot rivers flowing endlessly as she ran from who she thought was the love of her life. She ran into her now-dead neighbor's house, locking the door and shoving a bookcase in front of it. Thump. Came the first knock, slightly quiet and almost unnoticed. She covered her mouth with her hand as she struggled to scramble up the stairs, never taking her eyes off the door.

Thump! Slightly louder this time as Michael shoved his body against the door. A silent scream left the girl's covered mouth as she came to her senses and searched the house for something, anything.

BANG! The door crashed against the ground as Michael stumbled into the house after throwing his 6'7" build at the door. He searched the entire house before checking one room. The bedroom of Mrs. Jameson.

He knocked at the door. Once. Twice. Three times. Right before he did the fourth he heard the sound of a window opening. In a panic as to not let her escape, he smashed through the door, causing the unprepared girl to let out a scream. He stalked towards her, cocking his head to the right slowly.

She tried to back up but only ran into a wall. As he reached the petrified girl, she was shaking as silent sobs wracked her body. He reached down and started to choke her out. She struggled against his grip as he lifted her into the air, legs flailing every which way. As he watched her take her last few breaths before she passed out, she muttered a phrase that he was too blinded by rage to hear.

"I..lo-ve…you…Mik-ey. Goodbye…" He watched as her eyes closed and she fell limp in his grip. He dropped her frail body and it made a sickening thump as it hit the ground. He cocked his head and reached into his pocket to pull out his knife.

He proceeded to stab her many times as his vision was red. Crimson flowed from the body’s many wounds, seeping out and staining the white rug her no longer beautiful figure laid upon.

Michael took a second to admire his work and walked out of the building and into the street.

He felt as if something pulled him back into the building. Something was wrong. Something felt wrong.

Now

Wait…, Michael recognized that necklace that adorned the body's neckline. That wasn't just any necklace. No, he knew that necklace. More importantly, who it belonged to. Y/N. His beautiful Y/N whom he would give the world. No. No no no no no!

Who did this! They will pay for their sins! Memories flooded Michael's mind as he realized something. He hurt her. He didn't just hurt her. He killed her.

Flashback

"You'll never hurt me, will you Mikey?" The H/C girl turned to the man, the blue light from the tv gracing his rugged, unmasked features. He tipped his head down to look at his love, who was laying with her head in his lap. He grabbed her hand and pulled her up gently. He tipped her chin up so she was looking at him directly.

"I would never hurt you, my love. You mean too much to me. I promise to never hurt you. Never ever." He smiled. She grinned happily before pecking his cheek and feeling it flush against her touch. She giggled and laid back down, turning her attention back to the tv.

Michael couldn't seem to take his eyes off her that night. She was perfect. And she was all his.

Now

I..lo-ve…you…Mik-ey. Goodbye…

Her words filled his mind as he remembered. His rage had blind-sighted him. He put his head to the ground and let out strangled howls of pain and grief. He pounded the hardwood floor with his hand so hard that his hand became bruised and bloodied.

He stuck three fingers into one of the wounds he had created not very long ago. He pulled them out and felt the blood run in burning rivers down his fingers and hand. He picked her body up and held it close to his chest.

"No no no no! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to! I love you! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! Goddammit!" He screamed into the open air as tears ran hot down his cheeks. He held his beloved in his arms and for the first time, she didn't hold him back.

Her figure was still in his arms and once again, he was alone. And it was all his fault.

His body shook with silent sobs as he held her close. He felt her take in a shuddering breath and gasped. He grabbed her face as she opened her eyes to look at him. She smiled and stroked his cheek.

“Hi, Mikey.” She let out a cough that made him wince and blood spurted into the hand she covered her mouth with.

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#4

Me when Billy Lenz:

220 notes - Posted October 3, 2022

#3

Hello love, I hope you're doing well, if you write for Michael Myers I was wondering if you could do a nsfw fic/headcanons/blurb, really anything you'd like, of reader constantly caring for him, feeding him, etc, and so one day he repays them by just absolutely dicking them down and getting them a collar (If you're comfortable with it) as he's grown to care for them, gender doesn't quite matter to me, thanks baby have a lovely day/night <3.

OMFG ANON YOU ARE SPEAKING MY LOVE LANGUAGE! Yes it is midnight. Yes I have work tomorrow. But I dont care, this NEEDS to happen now. Let's get into it.

Michael Myers x GN reader

Warnings: Soft boy Michael Myers, Soft smut, 1978 Halloween, pet names, love making and any more i forgot

You were what people considered a doting lover. Whenever Michael would come home after a spree, you would immediately assess his wounds and run him a hot bath so you could read to him while cuddling in the tub.

You never thought that Michael would reciprocate the care. But one day he walked into your room with his hands behind his back. You look up from your book and into the beautiful blue eyes you had grown to love behind that mask.

"Michael? What do you need baby?" You ask, tilted your head slightly, almost mimicking him when he was looking at a victim. He slowly pulled out a beautiful red collar from behind him, the word 'Michael's' monogrammed on it. He pulled out a sign in his other hand which read 'I thought this would be fun. Do you wanna try it?' in his messy handwriting. You smile and motion for him to come over while putting down your book. He lays his head down in your lap and you ask for permission before pulling off his mask.

"I'm glad you were thinking of me, Mikey." You say in a loving tone while scratching his scalp, causing him to lean into your touch and moan happily.

☆Time skip by Michael's huge cock☆

You groaned as he tugged on the collar, pounding into you gently. Your face held a dopey smile and you reached up to tangle your fingers into his curly brown hair.

"Faster Mikey, please~" You moaned as his cock nudged against that special spot. He nodded and smiled as he did as you pleased, making you feel a way you never had.

You pulled him by the back of his neck into a soft kiss. You felt him smile against your soft embrace, lips molded to fit each others perfectly.

"I...I love you~" Michael's voice called out to you for the first time.

You gasp as you hear his beautiful, raspy voice. You tear up in happiness in response.

"I love you too baby."

Alright anon! I had a lot of fun writing this. I hope you enjoyed!

272 notes - Posted October 24, 2022

#2

Okay ummm what about a Billy Lenz X reader who is just as nasty as him? I always see fics of billy being… well Billy and calling the reader a filthy piggy and the reader always has the same reaction to it. So I think it would be funny if they were like him and called him things like that and stuff- idk this sounds kinda stupid now that I’m reading it over again but oh well hopefully you understand what I mean :,)

Alright anon, my love <3. I hope you enjoy!

Warnings: explicit language, dirty talk, blow job, submissive male, mutual maturbation, masturbation, female reader, phone sex and any more I forgot

Billy always called the sorority when he felt that strange feeling build up in his stomach. He usually felt it after watching you, even when you did the most mundane of things. Like that time he hid in your closet and rubbed one out while you studied for an upcoming exam. Every time he called you never answered, even though he hoped you would.

He never thought you could be as naughty as him.

"Y/N! We're going to the store! Do you need anything?" Barb called out from the door.

"Just some smokes!" You yelled back, not raising your head from the book you were focused on.

"Way ahead of you..." She murmured before closing the door as the rest of the house left. You turned back to your book. It was getting to the good part, the killer chasing the poor girl through the streets. As you pictured the scene in your head, you felt a tingling between your legs. You rubbed your thighs together in hopes to get some sort of relief.

Little did you know, the brown haired man was watching you from the attic, stroking his cock at a furious pace, trying to bring himself to climax. He cried out as he came into his hands, but it wasn't all of it. He whimpered as he tried again, but his attempts were for naught. He slowly crawled over to the phone, picking it up and calling the number of the house.

You heard the phone rings and you put you book down, sighing as you walked down the stairs. You picked up the Phone and heard moaning from the other end.

"Hah~ Pretty piggy! Hahaha! You finally answered!" You heard the crazed voice yell into the receiver.

"Oh yeah? You touching yourself? Your stupid fucking cock all hard for me?" The moans amplified on the other end as you degraded him.

"Oh fuck!~ Pretty p-piggy! So naughty, just like Billy! Hahaha- fuck!" His moans interrupted his maniacal laughter.

You hated to admit it, but his moans turned you on.

"God, your disgusting Billy. Its cute~" You moaned into the receiver to rile him up.

"B-billy...cute?" He asked in between his moans.

"Yes Billy, you're cute." You said into the receiver as you slipped your hand into your pants.

"N-AH!" He yelled out as he came, body writhing in pleasure.

"There you go slut, let it all out~"

I hope this is what you meant Anon! All the loves -Shady <3

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My #1 post of 2022

Brahms heelshire x dom!fem reader #21

Warnings: Mommy kink, bath sex, good boy, praise, grinding, intercourse, and any more i forgot

Brahms continued to grind his hips against yours, whimpering in your ear, head rested on your shoulder. The water splashed over the edges of the tub, dampening the floor with his harsh thrusts.

You smiled, pulling his head away from your neck to look at you. You watched in awe as the tears rolled down his cheeks while he stared into your eyes in pure submission.

"Please mommy, please! I-i'll be good, I will~"

"Tell me what you want baby."

Slurred curses and moans poured from his lips as he tried to tell you what he wanted.

"That's right, be a good boy for mommy and tell me what you want."

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shady-the-simp

2 years ago

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shady-the-simp

2 years ago

Hey everyone! I'm so sorry I haven't been posting lately, I've been working on my shop and now im redoing my room. When my room is done, I will start working on your requests. I can guarantee they will all be done by December 5th. Hope to see you all soon!

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shady-the-simp

2 years ago

Screaming without the s

Officer Puppy

Leon S. Kennedy x GN reader Smut

Tags: smut, nsfw, dom!reader, sub!leon, teasing, pet names/praise kink, begging

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This was torture for Leon, sitting at the campfire as he watched as Y/n was telling a story, they looked stunning with the orange light reflecting on their face. Leon was smitten by them, he always formed crushes easily but this one was so much different, it bordered on obsession sometimes. Leon loved strong, powerful characters and that was what initially attracted him to them, but after spending what little time he had in the Fog made fall into blind love. Y/n was magnetic and stunning, pulling him in with subtle glances that they’d turn flirty with a simple wink and adorable chuckle, it left his brain blue screened. Or the powerful energy you have, powerful was an understatement. Being in your presence of pure confidence and lightheartedness was almost regal, it was warm and inviting and Leon felt himself, like many others, at ease despite this hellish landscape. He loved their sarcastic and flirty humour, always twisting conversations or simple passing words into a suggestive joking theme. Leon was enthralled with watching you, but he wanted more like a greedy child. He quickly found it harder to be in your presence, not because of anything negative but rather the amount of sexuality they exude left him boiling under the collar. Leon wanted them so much and he couldn’t tell if they did too, Y/n flirted with everyone, that was their thing, and it was torture to watch.

Leon noticed he becomes jealous when you would be flirty with David, Feng, or Yui, you seem to swing every way and he hated your attention being divided. Leon wanted Y/n’s attention solely on him. Even now they would gently push nearby survivors when joking, he wishes he was in their place. Just as Leon was about to move closer to he feels the Entity calling him into a trial, this was bad timing.

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Coldwind farm, Y/n appeared near the main building and a plan already starting to form in their head. They wanted this to be over quickly, in all honesty, Y/n wanted to just be back at the camp already bored of the yellow fields of corn. Working on the centre gen would make the rest of the gens be spread out and taking the middle one early in the game would give a slight advantage, it was the best plan so far at least. Not long after working, they hear heavy breathing following by footfalls, no heartbeat so it wasn’t a killer, looking over Y/n sees Leon somewhat frazzled as he paused to awkwardly watch you.

“If you take a picture, it will last longer,” Y/n calls out to him, and he responds by tilting his head slightly like a puppy.

“You’re staring. Are you going to help me or not?” They clarify before turning to lean on the gen and pick on the poor blond.

Leon quickly strides up and starts working beside Y/n, Leon thought he was slick with all the “unnoticed” glances he took of Y/n. They ignored and brushed them off at the moment, that was until halfway through the gen when Y/n addressed him without taking their eyes away from the work. “Something on my face, love?” their eyes flicking over to catch his embarrassed shock.

“Wha-oh uh, no I-” Before Leon could finish the terror radius could be heard, Leon instinctively snatching Y/n’s wrist and pulling the both of you into a nearby locker.

A startled gasp squeaked out with how roughly Leon pulled them in and what didn’t help was how tight the locker was, obviously not made for two people. Y/n awkwardly shift trying to turn so their back wasn’t pressed against Leon in a vain attempt to get comfortable.

Facing him Y/n look up to chastise in a hushed tone “You know I could have looped the killer while you finished the generator.”

Leon looks down somewhat taken aback, his lips press into a thin line as he looks away, was he embarrassed?

“Unlike you, I actually know how to loop.” Y/n press an accusing finger to his chest in an innocent jesting manner.

Leon’s mind momentarily floods of the last trial he had with them, him being downed by the Clown moments after being found. Luckily, they were there to save him with a flashlight. Leon’s face burned brighter as his heart beating so hard, he thought it was going to pop out as he wrapped his arms around Y/n’s waist. Leon finally got their undivided attention but at what cost, he was pressed against them and they didn’t seem to mind but rather dead set on tormenting him. Just as they opened their mouth to continue Leon uses one hand to press Y/n’s head into his chest, as much as he loves their voice Leon needed them to stop teasing, he can’t focus. He felt as their hands gently rested on the sides of his uniform, Leon rested his face in their hair as his eyes kept trained on the slits of the locker looking for the killer, anticipating the doors being ripped open.

Leon’s breathing is become heavier, that greediness starting to bubble up once more and Leon willfully drowning in Y/n’s sweet scent only made it worse. They could feel his heartbeat as their cheeked was pressed to his left breast, with the heavy breathing Y/n thought that he was having a panic attack. Immediately they felt guilty for teasing him, raising their hands to his chest they waited for the killer to leave before pushing themselves slightly away to look at him.

“Are you alright?” they asked in a gentle tone.

“Huh?” Leon’s attention snapped down to them, “Oh, y-yeah. Why?”

“Thought you were having a panic attack on me or something, didn’t want you to die of cardiac arrest.”

Leon’s eyes darted around awkwardly as he still blushed, he was waiting for Y/n to push themselves out of his embrace but it didn’t happen. He didn’t want to look back down at them as he felt his face burn more, it was ridiculous with how much he was desperate for you.

“Hard for me not to have a heart attack when I have such a pretty thing clinging onto me for dear life.” Leon teases back, might as well return the energy, right?

Y/n scoffed in surprise; they liked the sudden confidence. “Really now?" Finally clueing in.

“Yes, really.” Leon clarifies leaning down slightly.

“Hm, interesting.” Y/n lowered their voice before leaning in slightly “Because it seemed to me you were the one getting all hot n’ bothered.” Leon’s face burned more.

Y/n’s hands slowly drifted up until they wrapped around Leon’s neck and they further pressed themself into him, “do I have that much of an effect on you?”.

“Maybe.” He says through a smile, at this point they were but a distance from an actual kiss.

Y/n laughs gently, “Tell me, Officer Kennedy, do you always get horny saving the day in your missions?”

Leon’s brain stopped, what was be meant to say, ‘No, only with you?’ Before he could respond Y/n was ready with another quip, “What a shame, I thought police were trained to function under pressure.”

“I can function!” Leon defended indignantly.

“Really?” They laughed out.

“Yeah.”

“Well,” they leaned in “Let’s see how much pressure you can take.” Y/n’s finally closed the gap.

With one hand rooted in the blond locks of the rookie as the other felt the chiselled abs through his button-up. Leon kneaded the tender flesh of Y/n’s thighs as the other pressed the small of their back further into himself. Innocent butterfly kisses were spread across each other others lips but Leon wanted more, so he delicately brushed his tongue across the bottom of their lip. Y/n opened their mouth to allow access which Leon eagerly accepted now holding their head. However, Y/n quickly pushed away only to allow him to have a taste, Leon desperately chased back for their lips with a whine.

“Now, now, remember we’re still in a trial.” Y/n voiced out in a sultry tone.

“Wha-“Leon’s mind was still bussing in a haze

“Leon, it wouldn’t be very kind of us if we selfishly spend the entire game here.” Their hands slipping down his chest and close to his belt as Leon finds his pants becoming tighter by the second.

“I, um- I guess not.”

“Good,” Y/n said in a chipper tone and jumped out of the locker as if nothing happened.

Leon was left in a confused daze as they moved back to the generator he forgot was there, “Well, Mr Kennedy, are you going to help me?

Throughout the rest of the trial was delicious torture, Y/n carried on working on the generators as Leon followed like a lost pup desperate for affection. After every generator or totem Leon cleansed Y/n would call him a “good boy” or “pretty little puppy” and pull him for a kiss, again repeating the gentle butterfly kisses before allowing him to deepen it, giving him a little more time from the last before pushing away. Luckily for Leon, the killer was busy with the two other survivors for the entire trial. But this constant teasing and ‘spicy’ praises were just enough to keep him at a high with no real relief, to the point where when Y/n was powering the gate Leon held them from behind while panting in their ear like a dog in heat.

Now they were back at the camp and Leon had to collect himself or at least try his best to, still flushed face and huffing Leon kept his gaze down trying to avoid being seen by the other survivors. Y/n already striding up to the others happily chatting away, how could they do this to him? Just as he looks up he makes eye contact with Claudette who immediaty comments, "You alright Leon?"

"Yeah." He doesn't say much more unable to think of any excuses, luckily for him, Y/n swept in to save the day.

"Leon's sick, in the trial he mentioned he started getting all hot. Fever maybe." They lied smoothly through their teeth.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I hope you feel better!" Claud shifts her attention to the blushing blond as Y/n turn to pass a blissful wink.

"Would you like me to find some herbs to help?" She asked innocently, Leon's stomach dropped. The last thing he needed was Claudette to interrupt him and Y/n, he was already barely hanging on.

"That's very sweet of you Claud," Y/n started, Leon looking over in betrayal.

"-But I think we should wait, the Entity might heal him like she does whenever we come back from a trial with Plague." They continue to the relief of Leon.

"Right now I think he just needs some rest, right baby?" Y/n turned with an devilishly innocent smile plastered across their face but Leon knew better.

"Y-yeah." He turned his gaze away wishing Y/n would just move already

Y/n walked over and to him by the hand before wrapping his arm over their shoulder, they seemed to be committing to the idea Leon was weak because of some false ailment. Walking over Y/n lead the both of them to their hut, gently closing the door with their foot before dropping Leon's arm and continuing inside. Leon stood there awkwardly not knowing what to do, did Y/n want him to make a move or to wait for their signal. He stared into their back watching as Y/n slowly took the coat off, watching the skin of their arms slowing being exposed. Has he really been that riled up that something as simple as showing their arms turns into a sensual display?

"So," they turn and lean on the dresser behind them. "How should I take care of your illness, Officer Puppy?"

Leon's voice was caught in his throat. With careful strides, Y/n approaches Leon before they were face to face looking up at him, "Would you prefer we play by ear then, pretty pup?"

He nods and Y/n chuckles a breathless laugh in response.

The second they started to lean in Leon dove for the kiss with absolute desperation, immediately deepening the kiss had his hands wondered with no destination. The kiss breaks only for a moment to breathe, Y/n giggles as they grab Leon's hands and place them on their waist. "Let me help you."

Leon pushed back in for another kiss. This time one hand move to the back of Y/n's shirt gently finding its way under and caressing the smooth skin of their back, wanting more he gropes one ass cheek. God, he was an ass man, thighs too, and Y/n had everything and more. Using his grip Leon pushed them further into himself, frantic for more contact.

He pulls back to see that Y/n is finally starting to blush, "Am I now getting you all hot and bothered, now?"

"Maybe, but at least I wasn't the one who had to have their ass saved back at camp." Y/n quipped back.

"So much for being able to handle pressure." They continued mercilessly.

"Hey, that's not fair! I wasn't the one railing me up the entire trial." the officer defended.

"True, however, I wasn't one who started it by pulling me into a locker and getting all handsy."

Leon whimpered, "Your cruel, can't you be nice?"

"Oh, I don't think I can be. What's the matter, don't like it?" Y/n leaned back into his face.

"No, I do." Leon smiled like an idiot.

"Will you at least take off that vest?" Y/n cocked an eyebrow as their hands ran up his sides.

"What, scared I'll hurt you?" They scoffed.

"No!" Leon blurted out thinking he may have hurt their feelings.

"Well, maybe you should." Y/n winked, "Now can you please take it off like a good boy?" they sat down on the bed.

No matter what Y/n said it seemed they always knew what to say to him, that vest was never dropped faster as he made his way over. Sitting down and leaning for another kiss Leon moves to straddle Y/n and places his hands by their head as they lay down. "Didn't realise you wanted to top," Y/n said in genuine surprise.

Leon realises only now that he actually didn't want to, he got carried away but he didn't want to admit it. He instead just watch them awkwardly hoping that they'd understand, Y/n scoffed. "You really didn't, did you?"

Leon's face burned more, what was he supposed to say, just admit he was a bottom? "Alright, alright. Rollover," they instructed as they tapped his side.

Y/n was now straddling Leon gently trailing the pads of their fingers over his shirt, gently they start to unbutton his shirt and took theirs off at the same time. Leon's eyes trapped watching the delicate movements, whining the entire time. Pushing up the white undershirt Y/n now trailed their hands over his abs and chest, undoing the belt Y/n now moved his pants down at an agnising pace.

"Please!" Leon suddenly yelped out surprising the both of them.

"Oh my." Y/n put a hand to their chest in a sarcastic shock.

"Please, I-I can't, nhg!" Leon's eyes were squeezed shut as his brows were furrowed, the erection being painful at this point.

"Poor little baby boy, did I really leave you unattended for so long?" Leon nodded at the words but kept his eyes closed.

"Aw, I'm sorry, puppy." They palmed his erection through his wet boxers before pulling them down and revealing his erection and continued to pump his shaft. Leon's mouth was left agape as careless moans came out, finally, there was some relief but he needed more, now.

"Ugh, Y-Y/n," They picked up the pace and continued to jack the blushing blond off.

"Y/n!" Leon called again this time in a more whinner call.

"What's the matter, babe?"

"I," huffing out, "I need you."

"I'm here, dummy." They teased.

"N-no! I need to be inside!" His face was scrunched up, hands balled on the bedsheets.

"Well since you've been such a patient boy, I suppose you've earned it." Y/n leaned onto their knees, taking off their pants and underwear to line his cock to their entrance before sinking down to the base.

Both of them signing out in relief, Leon moved his hands to Y/n's hips and gripped with bruising strength, he started to grind into Y/n desperate for them to move. They got the memo and started to ride him at a steady pace and increasing, Leon finally having the needed care he craved for. Moaning without shame or knowledge he was in bliss, he wasn't going to last long with all this teasing and torture. Y/n move their hands up to his chest for a better angle, using one hand they started to focus on their own pleasure rubbing their head. The pillow prince to busy to even notice.

Y/n already felt him twitching inside, moments away from cumming. And in moments Leon tossed his head back as he came inside, his vision turning white as the world faded away. Y/n carefully rode him through his high, letting the blond catch his breathe and collect himself. "You alright?"

Leon nodded.

"Good, because we're just starting." Leon peeked an eye open to look at Y/n, sweat glistening their forehead making them looking like their shining. He wasn't going to complain.

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shady-the-simp

2 years ago

Okay ummm what about a Billy Lenz X reader who is just as nasty as him? I always see fics of billy being… well Billy and calling the reader a filthy piggy and the reader always has the same reaction to it. So I think it would be funny if they were like him and called him things like that and stuff- idk this sounds kinda stupid now that I’m reading it over again but oh well hopefully you understand what I mean :,)

Alright anon, my love <3. I hope you enjoy!

Warnings: explicit language, dirty talk, submissive male, mutual maturbation, masturbation, female reader, phone sex and any more I forgot