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Showing off his strength by holding you

Overstimulating him

Trying to distract him while he’s working

Using you as stress relief when he’s had a rough day

The video he sends you when he’s needy

The video you send back 2

Your size difference always makes him horny

He’s home is between your thighs

He’s so big you can’t fit all of him in your mouth

Counting down till he finishes

- - - - - Helping hand - - - - -

Clark Kent x coworker reader

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He was busy, between work at the daily planet and being a hero, he just didn’t have the time.

So he lied, he told his family that he had been seeing a girl for a while now.

He only said this to get them off his back as much as he loved his Ma and Pa.

The pure joy that lit up their faces when they heard the news was unmistakable.

“That's lovely, Clark! How is she?” They both asked almost completely in sync, “We’ve got to meet her, hon!”

He groaned to himself, “Sure, some other time.”

He requested, “How about tomorrow for supper? Will she be free?” They questioned, smiles wide on their face

“I don't know.” He replied shortly, not wanting to talk about the matter any further.

“Well figure it out, we want to meet the lucky lady!” She smiled up at him from across the dinner table.

He nodded, brushing it off. He’d figure it out later, hopefully.

The next day came quicker than he had hoped, today going by much faster than ever now that he had a plan with his imaginary girlfriend.

He was sitting in his office and glanced at the clock. It was close to the time of him leaving.

He cursed underneath his breath, he had to find someone, quick.

Just at that moment she walked in, papers in hand.

“Here you go, Kent. Here's the papers you needed.” She handed them over, a smile beamed across her face.

He gave a short nod and a small smile, his lips pressed together tightly.

“Is there anything else you need help with before I leave?” She asked innocently, head tilted to the side, her hair fell over her shoulder perfectly.

“No, you're fine.” He muttered.

It was at that moment he got an idea.

“Wait.” he called out to her, she turned on her heel swiftly and walked back towards his desk.

“What is it, Kent?” she questioned him. He stayed silent for a moment, debating if he should really ask her.

“I do need one more favor,” he stated, “a big favor.”

She looked at him perplexed, unsure of what this so-called big favor could be.qq

“Go on…” She encouraged him. He met her gaze then cleared his throat, “Well, you see, I need a date—a fake date.” He explained poorly.

She raised a brow at him and scoffed a little, her words struggling to come out.

“Well—okay? What are you asking me?” She attempted to remain polite and professional when he's making it so difficult.

He sighed heavily, a hand moving his glasses to wipe his eyes. “Im asking you to pretend to be my date. J- just for tonight.” he blurted out.

Her eyes widened slightly, taken aback by the request.

The thing is, she had always had a bit of a thing for her coworker. He towered over her and had the prettiest smile she had ever seen on a man.

She took a deep breath, “Sure…” she shrugged, trying not to let it be seen how excited she was. Even if it was fake and just for one night.

His face lit up, almost like he had expected her to say no and storm out the place angrily. He gave her a half smile, “Well, in that case, dress nice—not too nice—and write your address.”

He spoke while handing over a sticky note.

She scribbled down her address and passed it forward, brushing his hand in the process.

“Ill get you around 6:30, alright?” he added.

They exchanged a quick glance before she turned to the door, "I'll see you tonight then.”

She stood in front of the mirror examining herself carefully. She was dressed in a light yellow sun dress.

Hair curled was perhaps too much for the situation, maybe but she felt as if she was really going to meet her boyfriend's parents for the first time and not her fake boyfriend’s .

With one glance at herself she walked toward the clock to look at the time. Six twenty, she still had ten minutes before Clark should be there.

She decided to wait outside on the porch. While waiting she thought about the day’s events.

She could not believe her luck! Her office crush asked her on a date! A fake date- but still a date.

She looked up when she heard a beep,he must be early.

There he was, no longer in his work clothes. She quickly hurried over to his car. Before she could open the door he rushed out of the car and opened it for her.

He was such a nice guy!

The ride to the farm was filled with polite chatter and once the farm was in view was when the conversation shifted to a more serious tone

“So how long are we going to say we have been seeing each other?” She asked as he parked the car.

“I told them that we have been seeing each other for about a month.”

“Mmh ok is there anything I should know about them beforehand?”

“Not really just be yourself and they will love you, maybe hug them when you first meet them they like that sort of thing.”

She blushed at the statement but before she could respond the front door swung open revealing Martha Kent.

“Clark sweetheart there you are!” She said, pulling him into a tight embrace.

She then turned to me and said “Hello you must be Clark’s girlfriend so lovely to meet you!” She beamed smiling ear to ear.

I shyly tucked a curled piece of hair behind my ear. “Yup, that’s me, hello ma’am.” I said awkwardly

“None of that ma’am stuff dear you can just call me Ma everyone dose!” She said as she pulled me into a hug.

When she finally let go I felt Clark grab my hand, it startled me but I quickly composed myself and pretended it was completely natural.

His hand was a reassuring weight and I found myself relaxing as he led me inside his childhood home.

“Sorry my husband isn’t here to greet you, he's washing up, he was working on the tractor. It broke down and you know how these men are once they put their mind to it you can’t convince them otherwise.” She laughed

I giggled “Yeah Clark always has his hands full.” I said good naturedly.

“You two go wash up, supper is almost ready and Clark be a dear and go tell your Pa supper is almost ready and to come down” His mother said.

“Yes Ma” he leaned into my ear and whispered “will you be ok alone for a second I promise I’ll be quick?” He asked.

"Of course don’t worry about me.” I answered cheerfully despite desperately wanting to say the opposite but what could you do, it's not like I could come out and say I was nervous to be alone with his mom.

He gave me a reassuring smile before disappearing upstairs. I looked around the room, taking in the little trinkets collected over the years that built this home, piece by piece.

“So, how did you two meet?” She asked me politely, wiping her hands over a towel rag.

I was looking at a framed photo of who I assumed was Clark as a child, “Oh, well we met at the work office.” I answered nervously.

She must’ve noticed me looking and walked over, “That’s lovely.” She said whilst picking up the photo, “This was Clark in the 3rd grade, gosh he's grown up so much” she reminisced.

I smiled, “He’s always been handsome,” she winked at me before nudging my shoulder.

I smiled politely and chuckled a bit, “That he is” I replied. I had my hands together in front of me, nervously fiddling with the hem of my dress.

I felt a sigh and relief leave my body when I saw Clark and who I presumed was “Pa” walking down.

“There she is!” I heard the older man call out, he walked forward and pulled me into a warm hug. Inviting.

“Lucky man you are, Clark.” He commented with a sweet smile, “Call me Pa.” He told me.

I nodded, “Sure thing…Pa” I trailed off, a red warmth spreading to my cheeks. It was then that Ma had come around the corner placing food on the table.

“Come everyone, have a seat, supper is ready.” She announced to us all, my eyes searched for Clark in the room, any sort of guidance felt needed.

He gave me a warm smile and pulled out my chair for me, I gave him a grateful thank you and sat down. He sat next to me and whispered, “You good?”

I nodded, “Yeah, a little nervous is all.” His hand found my thigh and gave it a small squeeze, the gesture was innocent but it sent heat waves through my stomach.

We all passed dishes around portioning food to ourselves and having the casual small talk, occasionally getting questions about our relationship that choked us up a bit.

But it was something I could get used to in all honesty, they were so welcoming, full of love to share. They were funny and friendly and Clark was a sweetheart with a handsome face.

It was small. One small gesture that changed everything. Completely unintentional, but Clark saw it differently. While eating his Ma’s delicious mashed potatoes a tiny bit had stuck on my lips.

All I did was wipe it with my finger and suck it off quickly, nothing overly sexual or even provocative about it.

“Why’ve you gone red, Clark?” His Pa asked, his Ma hit his shoulder, “Oh for goodness sake John, he's got a pretty lady next to him, hush.”

His Pa only shrugged, “Sorry” he said with a rough chuckle. I kept eating to save myself from having to say a word about it.

Clark had other plans though, “Excuse me,” he said, wiping his mouth with a napkin and standing from the table quickly, I raised a curious brow at him.

“Well where are you off to?” his Ma asked, “Restroom.” he replied quickly. Walking up a set of stairs.

His Ma mumbled something to her husband about manners then kept the small talk going with me.

Minutes passed by and seemed to drag on. I couldn’t tell if it was my anxiousness starting up again or if he was really gone that long.

“Clark has been gone awhile, hasn’t he?” I asked, trying not to sound bothered by it. His Ma and Pa agreed and was thinking out loud of possibilities to what he may be doing.

“Could you go check on him,” She asked her husband, I smiled, having almost finished my plate I wiped my mouth and stood, “Oh you finish eating I’ll make sure he's alright!” I volunteered.

I began to walk up the stairs and down the unfamiliar hall, walls with family photos all over. I saw one door with the light on at the end of the hall, but the door to my right was open. It was the bathroom.

He wasn’t inside…so he was in this other room. I felt confused and slowly walked up to the door trying not to make noise, I held my ear up to the door and heard muffled noises. Lewd noises.

My face grew red but I smiled to myself. This could be fun. I contemplated for a second but decided it was worth it. I opened the door.

As the door opened it revealed Clark’s form sitting on his bed, pants and boxers pulled down just enough to free his cock.

He was thrusting into his fist other hand on his mouth to muffle any noises he might accidentally let out

When he looked up and saw me he quickly scrambled to pull the covers over himself.

“Aww you want some help with that big guy?” I asked rhetorically.

He blushed glasses askew nodding quickly.

I shut the door and walked towards the bed and sat next to him pulling the covers of his lap revealing his swollen cock.

I pulled him to the edge of the bed so I could sit on the floor between his thighs.

With one hand I began stroking his length and the other I cupped his balls massaging them gently.

I stroked his up and down then used my thumb to circle the tip of his length.

I leaned in and began peppering kisses along his dick from base to tip, I wrapped my lips around his tip and sucked running my tongue along the slit.

Slowly I began taking more and more of his cock until I reached the base of his dick my nose touching his pelvis.

Slowly, I pulled back then carefully took him in my mouth again, I began speeding up, drool dripped from my mouth as I moved my head up and down.

His hips stuttered, bucking up into my mouth making me gag a couple times.

His hand grabbed a handful of my hair and tugged when he felt himself get closer,

“wait—im close” he whined pathetically

I pulled off of him and stroked him, “Cum for me, show me how bad you want it.” I teased him

“Please—mouth please” he begged, his mouth agape and face contorted in pleasure

I scanned his expression, treasuring the view of him. The way his hair stuck to his forehead and how his mewls were begging for more

“okay, okay” I gave in, taking him back into my hot mouth. I showed no mercy, slobbering all over him while still stroking his base

“I'm gonna cum,” he hissed, I kept going, faster this time. I felt the first few ropes of cum spill in my mouth

I came off his twitching cock with a pop, letting the rest of his seed spill on my face.

Once he caught his breath I took a nearby tissue and cleaned my face, “You did such a good job, honey”

The praise made his face burn more red. He stood and tucked himself away.

“Fix yourself up, I will tell them you are okay.” I added affectionately, turning on my heel to go back to the dinner table.

He grabbed my hand before I could walk away fully I turned to look at him as he said “I like you be my girlfriend for real this time?”

I threw myself into his arms hugging him tight as I squealed “Oh my god yes!”

When we got back to the table we both had huge grins on our faces.

• • • Two lines later • • •

Jay x pregnat reader

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“I don't know guys, is this too skimpy?” I voiced my thoughts on the outfit they picked out for me. Truthfully I wouldn’t usually wear this.

But it was my first party and I always heard about all the hot guys from frats that would be there.

“Oh c’mon you look hot dont sweat it” My friend hyped me up, “Besides you definitely will get a couple guys lookin’ “ she smiled while fixing her hair one last time

“A couple? Oh were all getting more than a couple each” another one of my friends smiled.

It was cute, a silver bedazzled mini dress that was very lowcut, my boobs practically spilling out of it. They wore similar clothes, all showing more than we should.

“Okay guys lets get going I wanna drink.” I heard my first friend speak, my second one immediately agreeing, “Yes, oh my god I need a drink”

With that we were off to the party.

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“Ugh I'm so excited” The friend on my left said, I agreed quickly. We stood at the gate of the house,

“Okay, we all meet back up here at 1am” She said sternly, we nodded and made the deal before walking inside, each going our separate ways.

I found the drinks located in the kitchen and grabbed whatever the hell was in the bowl of liquid, it smelt strong.

It was quieter here, more secluded from the rest of the party, everyone else just background noise.

I served myself some when a group of three boys walked in, “Goddamn,” One laughed out.

I felt my heart beat faster, surely it wasn't me they were laughing at. I downed my drink completely and refilled it, needing to feel something.

I took my sweet time pretending to look for something to avoid looking at them.

I heard the continuing mumbles and decided to just walk away, I turned around to walk out but was stopped by ones comment,

“Where ya goin? We just got here.” He said in a taunting tone. I sighed and really looked at them this time.

I froze for a second when I laid my eyes on them, well, him. He was tall, tan, and handsome as hell.

I stood nervously and he must have noticed.

“Dont tell me you're shy, I mean look what you wore, holy shit.” He laughed, nudging his friend and pointing at my outfit.

I bit the inside of my cheek, “What about it?” I retorted, an obvious tone in my voice.

He cocked an eyebrow at me and stepped forward, “What about it? You're dressed like a slut is what it's about.” He reached to grab a handful of my ass

I knew he was drunk off his ass based on the way he was slurring, I knew I shouldn’t care about what some random guy said at a party but I couldn't help it. My emotions got the better of me, not to mention I was also more than a bit drunk myself.

The alcohol I downed finally caught up to me.

“Listen” I slurred walking up to him until I was a few inches away from “I don’t know who you think you are, but you can’t talk to me like that. You think just because you’re handsome you can say whatever you want!” I want you to know that your actions have an effect on others and I hate you and you're such a dick.”

I rambled, not even knowing half of what came out of my mouth. But he got stuck on one part of that rant.

“You think I’m handsome?” He hiccuped.

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That’s how I ended up here - in his arms as he carried me to a spare bedroom. Once we got to the door he slipped his hands under my dress and slipped off my panties and tied them to the door handle.

I yelped in embarrassment “what the fuck was that for!”

“It’s so nobody interrupts us you should know this since you obviously have done this before” he rolled his eyes.

Before I could retort he threw me onto the bed and began kissing me along the slope of my neck - working his way down till he reached the neckline of my dress.

"Kiss me” I murmured. Before I knew it all I could feel was his tongue on mine. It felt like he was claiming his territory.

“Fuck” I heard him whisper as his hands fumbled, searching for something.

“What?” I questioned as I pulled away from the kiss.

“I don’t have a condom” he said clearly frustrated with himself “Well” I drawled “maybe just for tonight we don’t need one, I’m on the pill” I suggested.

“Raw- fuck yeah I can do that” he replied ecstatic.

With that out the way he flipped me over and unzipped my dress humming in approval at the sight of my bare chest under (the dress was too tight for a bra) “such a slut you don’t even have a bra under here” he teased

“Shut up” I commanded as I shoved his head down so he was eye level with my tits “suck”

Cold air hit my nipples, making then harden in response to the temperature change.

That cool sensation was replaced as his warm, wet mouth enveloped it.

"Mmm, good," I moaned, "See, that wasn't so difficult, was it?"

He looked up with a glint in his eyes. He began to suck and lap on my tits the sensation was melting my brain

His free hand went to twist and tug on my other nipple. My clit throbed with want, “Fuck baby” I groaned, we sat like this for a while as he occasionally switched between which one of my tits he was sucking on.

But eventually I couldn't take it anymore. I needed his mouth on my clit - now.

I put my hand on his shoulder and shook “please”

“Please what baby” he smirked clearly knowing what I wanted but wanting to tease me “eat me out please I need you” I whined. With that he grabbed my legs and threw them over his shoulders.

Head between my legs he licked a long stripe over my soaked pussy.

And with that, he removed his fingers from my legs before plunging them into my core.

I clenched around his digits and let out a keening whine as he began circling my clit with his tongue, enjoying the taste of my arousal. He continued thrusting his two fingers inside me as he maintained his assault on me.

He alternated between circling my clit with a flat tongue and flicking it with the tip of his tongue, paying attention to the motion that made me moan more insistently.

“God, please- please make me cum, please” I pleaded

He chuckled in response and the vibration sent a shockwave of pleasure throughout my body.

He latched back onto my clit sucking with ferocity, fingers curling inside of me until he found the one spot that made me scream.

“That's it, that’s it–” my voice was high-pitched and shrill, he knew I was close.

He lapped at my clit with more pressure and thrust his fingers as deep inside me as physically possible.

“Oh GOD, yes!” I screamed as my legs involuntarily clenched around his head.

He could feel my core pulsing rhythmically around his fingers as I chased my release, my hands pressed firmly to the back of his head as I rode his face through my peak.

He tasted the sweetness of my orgasm as it washed over his face and he fervently lapped up every drop.

“You taste delicious,” he said while wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, he sat up and pulled his shirt off over his head revealing his muscular build.

I smiled and ran a hand down his torso, "You're sexy” I looked up at him. He smirked and let out a dark chuckle before pulling me forward by my hips.

He pushed up my hands away from him and pinned them above my head, his other hand undoing his belt.

I wriggle under his grip, testing how strong of a grip he has. I can barely move my arms, he glances up at me, “Don’t move, let me take care of you” he mumbled

Once his belt was off he tugged down his pants just far enough for his thick cock to spring out, already hard and his flush tip glistening with pre-cum.

I winced at the sight knowing it'd be a big stretch, he gave himself a couple strokes before I got impatient, “quit stalling” I complained

He scoffed, “I’m not stalling.” He must have taken offense because he pushed into my slick entrance roughly. I gasped loudly but it quickly turned into a moan

“Oh, fuck” I moaned as he started fucking me, his hips meeting mine at a slow pace, allowing me to get use to the intrusion that was much thicker than his fingers.

My hands fought against his restraint, “Let me touch you” I begged shamelessly, needing to grab onto something and feel his body

“Oh yeah? What do you say?” he asked teasingly, I rolled my eyes, “C’mon just let me feel you” I tried to bargain with him but to no avail.

His pace changed to a painfully slow one, “No, what do you say, pretty girl?” he asked again, this time more firm and adamant.

“Please!” I begged finally, “Please, I wanna feel you so badly” He smiled and let go of my wrists, his pace starting back up, this time rougher.

“Good girl” he praised, his hands now gripping my hips to get a better angle, “Shit, so tight.” he mumbled. The air was filled with moans and the sound of skin on skin slapping together.

His hand moved to toy with my already swollen clit, pushing his thumb down into circles. I moaned loudly and gripped his shoulders, scratching at his back.

There was no doubt it would leave obvious red marks all along his back for a few days.

“Faster, please, I’m so close” I begged him pitifully, he abided and quickened his strokes. He groans and lets his head lean back in pleasure.

It’s at this point I'm practically crying out in pleasure, “Right there, fuck, right there” I pleaded at him, the release so close I could feel it tightning up in my body.

“I'm right there with you, baby” He replied, out of breath. His strokes got sloppy as I came all over his cock, moans louder than before as he kept fucking into me chasing his own release.

Soon after he thrusted one last time deep inside me, staying there while he came, I felt the hot spurts filling me up. A second thought of if he should be doing that came over me but I quickly pushed it back.

He pulled out after a moment, bith of us out of breath and panting, “Fuckin’ drained me” he said plopping down next to me.

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I don't remember falling asleep, but I woke up and looked at the clock on the table, it was 2am.

I could still hear the party so I knew I could leave without anybody questioning me. I cursed myself knowing my friends would be upset since I was supposed to meet them 30 minutes ago.

I looked over at his sleeping figure next to me, I sighed and got up to put my clothes back on.

I left the room, my legs aching already making the walk a bit uncomfortable. I squeezed my way past everyone and went out to the porch, one of my friends were standing there.

“Girl where the fuck were you?” She looked relieved but worried. I sighed out of relief that she was there, “I am so sorry—I got caught up and I honestly don't even know what time it is” I told the white lie to avoid talking about the hook up.

I looked around for a second while she pulled me into a hug, “wait where is—“ I began, she cut me off, "She's back at the dorm, I told her if you didn’t show up soon I’d go back. You're lucky girl”

I nodded and we made our way back to the room. The rest of the night I spent tossing and turning, slightly worried about him finishing inside of me.

Eventually I fell asleep and the next few days went by fairly normal.

That was until around a week and a half later I started getting nervous. My period hadn't come and I felt sick. I tried to think of every reason that I shouldn’t worry.

I decided just to be sure I would go get a pregnancy test.

I got in my car and sped to the store quickly picked up the first test I saw then sped home to take it while I was waiting driving home I called one of my friends and decided to tell her everything.

“— and so I don’t know what to do because I don’t even know this guy's name!”

“What does he look like? Maybe I know him” she replied, trying to calm me down.

“Dark hair, buff, brown eyes, has dimples.” I listed of the traits I could remember of him.

“Wait I might know him Gimmie a sec I’ll call you back.” Before even letting me respond she hung up.

Rude.

Anyway I pulled into the parking lot of the dorms and ran up the stairs to my dorm.

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Pregnant.

I can’t believe I’m pregnant, let alone by a guy who I don’t even know his name! This is horrible! What am I going to do!

I shot Ava a text letting her know the result of the test.

Before I could spiral further I got a text back from Ava.

Ava - hey I found him his name is Jay he’s friends with one of my friends there having a get together at their frat this weekend you down to go confront him then?

You - omg your a life save yes ofc I would go

Ava - ok bet

You - ily thank you so much!

Ava - ily girl!

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I made Ava help me chose an outfit we ended up with a off the shoulder black jersey with some mini denim shorts and some black Uggs.

“You look so cute!” Ava said “thanks I feel like shit though - you know all the nerves and stuff”

On the drive there I was sweating in my seat.

I was nervous. How would he take it? Would he be angry, disappointed, cry?

No, I couldn't picture him crying. But that’s beside the point.

We walked to Ava’s car and got in. I fiddled with the radio to pass the time.

When we pulled up to the house a huge rush of fear ran through me. God I was nervous.

I got out of the car and Ava knocked on the door, she gave me a reassuring smile.

The door opened and a face I didn't recognize smiled at Ava, “Hey, whats up” he pulled her in for a hug and let us in.

I followed behind her like a lost puppy, I scanned the room to look for him, thats when I saw him.

Same muscular build from that night. He met my eyes and his face went white.

“Uhm I gotta dip I’ll catch yall later—“ he tried to push past me but I quickly grabbed his shirt.

I built every bit of courage I had in my body and spoke, "You're not leaving without talking to me. We need to talk, like now.”

He sighed, “Okay but can we not do it right here” he said, eyeing everyone else, I looked up to see everyone's eyes on us.

Ava gave me an encouraging nod to go ahead.

He walked me to what I assumed to be his bedroom. I let a small laugh out, “Last time we were in a place like this it didn't turn out to well”

He made a face and looked back at me, “Whatchu mean by that?”

I rolled my eyes, “nevermind, that's besides the point.”

He looked me up and down and crossed his arms, “So, what do we NEED to talk about.”

I took a hard swallow, everything seems extra real right now. My throat got dry and my palms started to sweat.

“Well, obviously that night we fucked,” I started, he gave me a look as if to say, ‘okay, and?’

I took a deep breath and decided to just spit it out, “Well I am pregnant and it's yours. I know it is.”’

He stopped all movement. Shock washed over his face.

“Are you like—sure? You're super sure you're even pregnant?” He asked with a lump in his throat.

“Dude im a thousand percent.” I made sure to emphasize.

He started pacing the room, “Okay well have you slept with anyone else?”

“No.” I interjected harshly. “Why the fuck would I come here if I wasn’t sure?”

He threw his hands up in defense, “okay, jeez, sorry. I mean, what exactly do you even want me to do about this?”

I scoffed, seriously?

“I want you to take accountability!” I scolded him. “I’m not asking you to date me, I just need your support with all this.”

“Ok yeah that makes sense.” He sighed, running a hand over his face “I have an apartment that’s close to campus you would move in there so I can help out easier.” He suggested

I froze for a moment before responding “Yeah ok that works.” I said awkwardly.

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This was it, today was finally the day I moved in with Jay - it had only been a few weeks since I confronted him but once he processed everything he’s been really helpful, distant but helpful.

I was sitting in the passenger seat of his 2024 Honda Civic, we drove in silence, when we got there I walked to the trunk and began unloading some of my stuff.

“Hey what are you doing!” He yelled “just getting some of my stuff out?” I said, confused “you can’t be doing stuff like that, that could harm the baby.” He said taking the boxes from me, I simply rolled my eyes and walked to the front door.

When I entered his apartment I blanched, it was so empty I couldn’t believe it. I knew it wasn't a money problem as he was always showing off his money on campus.

“Hey Jay?” He hummed noncommittally. “Why is your house so empty? I'm going to have to decorate this place.”

“Do whatever you want to do, I don't care.” He responded I simply huffed and walked deeper into the house trying to find my room. I froze when I noticed there was only two bedrooms.

“Jay!?” I yelled, he came running over “What?” He asked.

“There are only two bedrooms” I stated “Yeah- And there’s two of us” he said as if he was explaining it to a child.

“There’s going to be three of us soon!, One of these has to be a nursery” I yelled.

“Oh- I didn’t think of that” I rolled my eyes of course he didn’t

“I guess we can just share a room.”

“Fine”

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We were walking around Baby’s R Us picking out a crib and other necessities like a car seat, stroller, bottles, diapers, etc.

That we would need for our nursery

“Jay, are you sure I can’t pay for some of this? I feel bad making you pay for everything.” I said disheartened

“You’re not making me do anything, I want to do this for you and our baby. I want to be a good dad and step up. I don't want to be some bum who does nothing for his family.”

I couldn’t help but blush at him referring to me and the baby as family already.

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Time flew by, it seemed like yesterday I found out I was pregnant. It felt like we had just had the baby shower.

Everyone around us was very supportive and Jay was already a great dad to the unborn baby.

That's what leads me here, in the hospital bed squeezing the life out of Jay's hand.

It was pure agony, the doctors giving me encouragement while Jay made sure I knew he was right there with me for it all.

“Holy shit,” He said, one final push and our baby boy was born.

“Oh my god he looks as handsome as me,” he chuckled, the baby was placed on my chest crying loudly.

I was crying joyful tears, “Jay he's beautiful “ I sobbed

He smiled and kissed my head, “I love you and this baby so much,” he paused and moved his hand to my jaw, making me meet his eyes

“Will you be my girlfriend?” he proposed the question with a warm smile

My heart beat picked up, I smiled and nodded eagerly.

“Of course I will…” With that he kissed me, one filled with love.

We admired our baby and it was then that I knew he would be an amazing father. And boyfriend.

Petty theft

Batman x thief! reader

This wasn’t her first time. She did the same thing at every store she would step foot in.

Walk in at late hours of the night right before closing, smile at the worker then pocket anything she wanted.

It was always something small, never anything she couldn't afford. Just overpriced things she couldn’t justify paying for, plus, it gave her a thrill.

It was the usual routine: Walk in, smile, steal, leave. Simple. This night was no different than then any other .

She made her way inside the little shop and headed towards the makeup section, a secluded little area.

Though there was a massive window giving anybody who walked by a clear view of her petty thievery.

After a quick glance to make sure the coast

was clear she slipped a small blush and a lipgloss in her pocket.

Unbeknownst to her someone was watching.

Not the worker, not a cop. But someone.

A shadow.

He was scouting just outside the store. Looking for some criminal he had been after for awhile now, patiently waiting for him to strike at any moment.

From the corner of his eye though he saw it. The way she tried to be discreet over a $12 item.

He scoffed to himself.

Pathetic.

After a moment of contemplation he decided to do something about it. It seemed the criminal wasn’t going to strike any time soon and he was getting restless .

He waited for the moment she decided she had stolen enough and walked out, he was waiting around the corner for her, a dark area where no streetlight seemed to illuminate.

Just as she walked out thinking she had gotten away with it she heard a whistle. Stopping in her tracks she turned, a hand landed on her wrist, yanking her into the dark alley.

She stumbled over and had a very displeased look written all over her face, “What the fuck—let me go!” She began to yell.

“Hush, I'm not gonna hurt you.” He said whilst placing a heavy gloved hand over her mouth. Her muffled protests only made him push harder.

“I said be quiet. I'm not going to hurt you.” He repeated, only harsher this time. She looked up at him, worry etched across her face, her hand instinctively gripping his wrist attempting, and failing, to pull his hand away.

He gave her a pointed look, “If I move my hand will you listen?” He asked her to which she nodded eagerly.

“Good.” Was all he said before removing his hand, now gripping her bicep. That's when he saw it, the pearl necklace. It laid elegantly on her collar bone.

He swallowed hard before meeting her eyes again.

“I saw what you did. Not very slick.” His accusation was low and dry. No real heat behind his words.

She scoffed, subtly tugging away from his grip, “So? I didn’t even do anything wrong. You have no proof.” She retorted sharply.

A beat of silence passed before he glanced down at her pocket. It was obviously crammed with something, he met her eyes again. She rolled her eyes then gave him a half smirk.

“What? You gonna pat me down, hero?” She teased, voice dripping in sarcasm.

Taking her free hand she guided his hand that once gripped her bicep sensually down her torso all the way to her stuffed pocket while maintaining eye contact.

His jaw visibly tightened, a muscle ticking.

“Thats highly inappropriate—“ He started only to be cut off by her, “Oh and your telling me this wasn’t your intention? Cat-calling me and pulling me into this sketchy secluded alley?”

Her pouty lips only looked more delicious by the second.

“Besides, you haven't moved your hand yet.” She pointed out, his hand still practically resting on her hip.

“You’re delusional.” He said gruffly but still made no move to remove his hand, instead he used it to pull her flush against him.

She snorted “come on hero no one needs to know just let me off this one time and I promise I’ll make it worth it.” She purred one hand reaching to cup the back of his head.

She could feel his hand begin to wander slowly lower and lower until it cupped the swell of her ass. This gave her the final push to connect her lips to his.

The kiss wasn’t soft, it wasn't gentle, it was raw and wet. Sloppy and hot in the best ways.

He pulled away “The mask stays on” he commanded.

“Relax hero I wasn’t going to try anything.” She giggled

With that he shoved her down hand curling at the back of her head and let out a gruff chuckle “well I’m waiting to see how bad you want me to let you go”. He said, shoving her face against his bulge.

Rolling her eyes she quickly began to undo his belt to release his throbbing cock from the constraints of his suit.

She watched with wide eyes as a thick heavy cock sprung out of his pants.

It was thicker than her forearm.

She didn’t know how she was going to do this but damn was she going to try.

Dipping her head, she took him between her lips, her plush lips parting uncomfortably around the intrusion

It took her a moment but she didn’t stop until she felt her lips touch his pelvis.

She let out a puff of air from her nose taking a moment to compose herself, tears already pricking out the corners of her eyes due to the stretch of her jaw.

She looked up as she felt a pair of gloved hands tangle through her hair.

She watched as his jaw clenched tight then he finally spoke. “You’re going to pay for what you did one way or another”

With that being said he gripped her hair and tugged her up, turning and pushing her up against the rough bricks.

He palmed at her ass before reaching into her front pocket, pulling out various items and tossing them to the ground.

“Got a little thief on my hands, don't I?” he asked rhetorically.

Soon enough her pants were being tugged down, just past her plush ass sitting at midthigh

She pushed herself back to rub against him. He hummed in amusement and tugged her panties down roughly

He began to tease her soaking slit with his thick tip, coating himself in her warm mess.

“C’mon don't tease,” She whined, looking over her shoulder at him.

He pushed in just the tip, the burning sensation of her walls stretching made her moan softly

“Fuck yourself on me” he said gruffly

She scoffed and looked back at him, “No, please I - I cant” she begged, wiggling herself on him

He sharply slapped her ass, leaving a vibrant red handprint that immediately showed up.

She winced at the pain and went to scold him but was cutoff

“You said you wanted to make it up to me, hm?” He stated

“Please can’t you —“

His movement cut her off, he couldn’t even act like he was going to pull out not when her warm hole was so incredibly tight and inviting.

It wasn't even about her stealing at this point, the second he felt her tight hole swallow him he knew he wanted her, badly.

“Okay, okay. I know, I will.” She quickly gave in, wanting this just as badly as he did. Desperate for any type of relief.

With that she slowly began pushing herself back onto him, his thick cock pushing deeper, stretching her deliciously slow.

Small strings of curses left both of their lips, the pleasure was overwhelming.

She took a moment to let herself get used to his girth before slowly rocking her hips forward and back, each thrust causing her ass to meet his hips again and again.

“Fuck, youre so tight…” he commented, hand grabbing her hips tightly, trying to resist the urge to slam into her ruthlessly.

He wanted to teach her a lesson, show her that good girls don't steal and they definitely don’t fuck random men in alleyways.

Even if he was Batman.

But eventually he grew tired of her slow moments and grasped her waist with both hand and began fucking himslef into her at a mindbraking pase.

“Ngh- I ah- wait, slowdown.” She slurred.

He rolled his eyes as he said “c’mon this isn’t your first time doing this I can tell by how easly you speed your legs for me so be a good slut and take it.”

He looked down to where his cock was splitting her open and spat on it. He felt her clench around him when she noticed what he did.

He continued to thrust in and out until he found the place that made her mind go blank.

And one he found it he made it her mission to hit that spot every time. She was sopping wet at this point so much that it was dripping down her thighs onto the ground. “Such a good whore f’me so wet and pliable.” He snorted.

All she could do was let out a shril sqeek in response as he refused to stop fucking her even for a second.

He could feel his balls begin to tighten as he approached his climax and he could tell she was close too.

“Batman” she cried. “too much—ah!”

Her breath was ragged lips parted drool dripping out her mouth.

“Fuck, I’m cumming, you can take it since you love to take things that don’t belong to you,” He pulls her even closer, and he could feel his cock pulsing, releasing an endless load of hot cum inside of her .

Her entire body is shaking, and she was struggling to keep standing, relying almost entirely on the hands on her waist to hold her up.

“Ah!!—so much,” she gasps, eyes fluttering, pupils blown wild. It’s pouring out, dripping down his thighs, all the way to the rough pavement

She shudders as her own orgasm forces its way out with a wet, obscene sound.

Her legs are shaking uncontrollably, trembling so hard from the stimulation.

He pulls her up and tugs her pants up, “Maybe next time you won’t steal, unless this is what you want so badly.”

He leaned forward to pepper kisses along her jaw and neck, “I might just want that” She replied with a smirk

“Off you go now, dont cause anymore trouble” He pay her ass to get her going, she stumbled a little but shot him one last smile before walking off

His gaze lingered on her figure for a moment longer as she walked off, the sway in her hips hypnotizing. He was going to have her again someday.

She knew she wanted to see him again too, and needed to. How? She wasn't sure. But it was going to happen, no doubt about it.

Batman x reader

Fluff - 🧸

Smut -💋

Angst -🌧️

- - - - - - 𝒮𝓊𝑔𝒶𝓇 - - - - - -

It started off as a quiet afternoon, Twoface was in his home office doing god knows what. Meanwhile, I was in our shared room searching for something to wear.

I had got invited to go out with a couple girlfriends and even though it took a painful amount of convincing, he finally let me go.

I huffed as I looked around the massive walk in closet, nothing that I owned was catching my eye and I was getting frustrated.

“Whatcha looking for, darling.” I heard his voice from behind me. I didn’t bother even glancing at him and kept looking around.

“I have nothing to fucking wear!” I told him, there was an obvious tone in my voice and he did not like it one bit.

His expression soured and his jaw clenched, “Do you want to try that again?” He asked almost too calmly. I didn't reply immediately.

His question hung heavy in the air before I finally acknowledged him, I turned my head and shrugged. “Not really. I meant what I said.”

He pinched the bridge of his knows and let out a slow breath. “Keep that up and you're not going anywhere tonight.”

His voice was more clipped this time, almost a warning to not push him any further than what I had already, but at this point I didn't care.

I was upset and I have a right to be. It truly didn't concern me what he thought right now. I needed something to wear, and quickly.

“I'm going. You already said yes so” I shrugged my shoulders at him, arms now crossed over my chest tightly.

He took a step closer to me and had one hand on his hip, the other jabbed me in my chest with one finger.

“And I will quickly take that permission back if you don’t drop this little attitude. You have plenty to wear. You're being spoiled.”

He motioned to a beautiful designer dress I had bought with his card only a month ago. “Look, this would look stunning on you, honey.” He tried to transition my attention to it.

I shook my head no, "Doesn't fit the occasion.”

I said it was the most obvious thing in the world.

“Okay, you know what? You're not going.” I scoffed and went to speak but he held up a finger to silence me.

“Call your little friends and tell them you can't make it.” He instructed me, turning to leave but he quickly stops in his tracks when he hears my words.

“No! I'm going, don't be an asshole!” I'm not backing down on this. If he didn't want me to go at all he should’ve said no to begin with. It's not my fault I didn't have a cute dress to wear.

“Watch your fucking tone with me,” he started. He turned on his heel and made his way closer. Instinctively I backed up.

“—and don't walk away from me either.” he continued. His hand shot to my wrist and tugged me closer, “I gave you more than enough chances to fix your attitude.”

“Whatever old man I might as well go naked at this point because I have nothing to fucking wear.”

This seamed to be his breaking point because he grabbed me hard by my wrist and threw me onto the bed.

He began roughly groping at me over my silk robe “ugh your so gross get off of me!” I say letting out a giggle.

“Since you think this is so funny I guess I have to remind you who owns you.” He growled out pulling me so I was bent over his lap.

He pulls up my robe and scoffs at the fact i am naked under it, I attempt to squirm my way out of his lap but before I could get far I felt a rough hand make contact with my ass.

I yelp out in paint as he continues to slap my ass until it is red with bruises and I’m crying out for him to stop.

Finally when he does stop, I let out a sigh of relief hoping that today he wouldn’t punish me further.

He momentarily softens and he leans down to pepper gentle kisses all over my face. Still wet with tears.

“Shh baby don’t cry you know I’m only doing this because you made me. I had to,” he says, so matter of fact that I began to wonder if maybe I should have just fixed my attitude when I had a choice.

———

The bedframe is hitting the wall so hard im sure that it’s going to be dented by the time he’s done with me.

Harvey’s scarred, calloused hands are locked around my hips, soaked in a mix of sweat and cum and my tears.

His calloused hands gripping my hips being the only reason that my ass is still in the air, my legs haven given out what felt like ages ago.

He thrust into me forcing every thick, brutal inch straight through my overstuffed, messy cunt.

And his cum... fuck, it's everywhere: thick, creamy ropes from load after load that has been forced back out around his pistoning cock, splattering my inner thighs in sticky white streaks.

An obscene, frothy mess connecting my swollen pussy to his cock every time he pulls out.

My inner thighs feel like they are on fire, my face is buried deeply into my pillow doing nothing to silence the mix of moans and sobs being fucked out of my lips. My voice is raw and rough, He had been going at me for hours.

The wet sound of my soaking swollen walls dragging along his cock is deafening. My legs are shaking so bad.

He just snarls, grip tightening with so much force you know the bruises their tomorrow won’t go away for months.

“B-baby… ngh- i c-can’t—s’too much—!” voice completely cracked and whiny and pathetic. Having forgotten shame hours ago.

One of his hands moves from my hip to pet my sweat damp hair as if to sooth me.

“No, no. You got this baby, one more “ he encourages, voice soft and gentle.

I shake my head no vigorously — “no—I cant…no more” I begged him in a whiney tone, another release seemingly impossible.

He hums but otherwise ignores my protest, he pounds into me, lifting my hips with one hand to adjust his angle, the new one hitting my cervix painfully good

I moan out loudly, my hands scramble to grab onto anything before finally gripping onto the messy sheets below me

A string of curses leave my swollen lips while his hand disentangles from my hair to reach down to my clit, rubbing fast and hard circles

More whines came from deep within my chest

“Im so close…please please—“ I begged the strong man repeatedly, one more release wouldn’t be so bad after all

It was pure heaven, a wave of bliss washing over me , a scratchy moan coming from my throat while my back arched

His hips stuttered and what was once perfect and precise thrusts became sloppy, his own release following soon after mine

He groaned out as his slammed into me one last time, forcing one more pretty squeal out

Harvey pulled out slowly, both of us now breathing heavy, sweat dripping from everywhere

“Told you one more…” He said almost as if to prove a point. All I could do was hum in response, my voice strained and my mind mush.

He leaned forward to press a long hard kiss on his forehead, strands of hair sticking to the sweat that had accumulated.

“You did so good for me, sweetheart, so good” the praise dripped from his lips like honey, I could lick up every bit of it.

I took a hard swallow and my eyes fluttered up to his, completely spent underneath him.

“only f’you…” was all I could muster out before shutting my eyes.

He was soon to tap my cheek to get my attention.

“c’mon you gotta get up, gotta get all clean…you're filthy right now” he stated. I furrowed my brows but didn’t argue it, he was right.

We were both covered in sweat, cum, tears, and any other substance we managed to create.

He stood up and walked to the bathroom connected to the bedroom, I heard him turn the water on for the bath.

I could feel the pain in my legs start to settle in, the adrenaline now gone and the ache began.

It wasn’t long before he returned, cradling me in his arms and walking me to the bath, I stepped in whilst holding his shoulders for balance.

I winced as my legs shook below me, trying to sit down as soon as possible.

The warm water relieved me quickly, he joined me inside, sitting across from me.

He picked up a wash cloth and lathered lavender scented soap on it and began to clean me up.

“No matter how much attitude you give me I always end up coddling you again.” he started

“too damn sweet for your own good, y'know that?” he spoke sweetly to me.

I smiled and nodded “Always your girl, no matter what”

He let out a chuckle at my words.

After our bath he gave me an older t-shirt of his and we cuddled tightly in bed together

—after he put clean sheets on of course, the others covered in filth—

embracing the warmth and comfort.

“Sweet dreams, angel” he kissed the top of my head, I had already fallen into deep sleep.

• • • Two face x reader • • •

Fluff -🧸

Smut -💋

Angst -🌧️

- - - Sugar and spice - - -

Pairing - Bruce Wayne (Batman) x reader

Summary - text with sugar daddy bruce!

content: smau! suggestiveness. Implied age gap.

Green Lantern [Hal Jordan ] P!Links

Hal Jordan’s P!Links

He loves it when you squirt it turns him on so much to see you fall apart on his fingers

Your favorite way to show your appreciation

When ever you walk around the house naked to tease him he has to bend you over the nearest surface immediately to fuck the brat out of you

He loves it when you dress up all pretty for him

There’s something special about being woken up with his dick already inside of you

Sometimes he lets you be on top and pretend you in control

Best way to let him destress after a bad day

He’s so mean sometimes you just wish he’s put it in already :(

Sometimes when you ask nicely he will fuck you until all you can do is lay there and take it like a good girl

His way of “punishing” you after you talk back

His Angel

A/N - part 2??? 🤔🧐🧐

Word count - 1.3k

Warnings - religion, cunnilingus, first time, age gap, power imbalance. Dubious consent (not rlly but just incase )

He always was a role model for me growing up, and I had always had a bit of a crush on him, so every Sunday I always wake up an hour earlier to get ready just in case.

I had started my confirmation class a couple weeks ago. It was my final one, however, my teacher wasn't at the church today.

Something about a family emergency and needin someone to cover for them. Father Jordan was the one who could, I was ecstatic when I found out,.

I walked in with my parents, my mother complimenting how I always take my time to look presentable, “so fabulous for the Lord.”

I thanked her even though I knew who it really was for. My parents went on about their business while I headed towards my class.

My heels clacking on the floor, a bright smile on my face. I greeted everyone I passed, the older people commenting on how much I’ve grown.

I finally made it to the room, I peek my head in and see him and the others. The class was small, only having three others in people besides me.

“Welcome, just on time” Father Jordan greeted me with a warm smile. He motioned for me to have a seat. I smiled back at him, batting my eyelashes a little before taking a seat.

As the class began I noticed the way his gaze lingered on me. I brushed it off figuring I was over analyzing things.

But throughout the entire session he kept seeming to pick me.

After reading and analyzing a particular passage in the Bible together we talked about all sorts of motives.

Typically I was very talkative during this, but with Father Jordan doing the teaching I couldn’t stay completely focused.

I was snapped out of my trance when I noticed the pause of silence in the room,

“So, I'm sure we all could agree that's the motive behind the Lord in this story, isn't that right?” He looked over at me, extending an arm to motion towards me.

I stammered a bit before nodding quickly, my cheeks a little flushed, I thanked myself for wearing my blush, making it less noticeable.

“Oh, yes Father. I agree- that's the Lord's motive.” I spit out, trying to get the attention off of me. I swallowed hard and shot him a smile.

Silence followed after, he looked at me a moment too long, biting the inside of his cheek. He let out a deep breath then smiled, hands clapping together.

“Wonderful. Then I guess that concludes your first portion of the class. Why don't we all take a short break and meet back here in five minutes?”

The others nodded and walked out, I stood up and straightened my dress out getting ready to walk out, he stopped me.

“Hey, hold tight just a second.” He called out, my heart rate quickened just a little. I turned on my heel and looked at him.

“Yes, Father?” I questioned, trying to seem as sweet and innocent as possible.

“How about after this class you come see me in my office after this class, yeah? I have a couple things I would like to discuss with you.”

A beat of silence fell between us, my hands picking at the hem of my dress to keep them busy. I nodded slowly.

“Yeah totally” I answered, not trusting myself to not say something stupid.

He gave me a smile and a nod, “Go on then, enjoy your break.” He encouxraged me.

I turned and rushed out apples of my cheeks noticeably pink.

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I never imagined that small conversation would lead to this, I thought to myself dumbly as I felt his strong hands on my hips grinding me against his quickly hardening bulge.

I knew my mother would be furious if she found out I was being a whore but i couldn’t find it in myself to care as one of his hand moved from my hip to lift up my skirt and with the other began to rub small circles on my clit over the thin fabric of my panties.

I thanked the lord I always wore a matching set on sundays. I whined as I felt him pull his hand away from my core. He let out a deep chuckle as he said “Shh angel, it’s ok I just need to take these off so you can feel even better, alright?” He soothed.

I obliged lifting up my hips to help him slip of my panties.

He then picked me up and sat me down, legs spread on his desk using one hand to further spread apart my folds.

“God- baby you’re already so wet for me, don’t tell me you’ve never touched yourself before?” He asked with a hint of disbelief in his tone.

My face turned impossibly redder as I replied “ N-no I haven't, my mother said it is a sin.”

“Then why are you letting me?” He asked, seeming genuinely curious.

“Because my mother said you are the closest person to God so to always listen to you.”

He patted my head soothingly as he said “Such a smart girl.” I preened at the praise but before I could even open my mouth to thank him I felt his mouth lick a long stripe against my folds.

I let out a loud gasp as my hands flew to his hair and my legs buckled. “No angel, if you need to grab onto something you need to grab the table, not me.” He corrected “Don’t you want to be a good girl for me.”

But before even waiting for an answer he dove back in like a man starved. Scooping all of my juices into his mouth like it was the best thing he had ever tasted before moving up to suck and nip at my clit.

I let out a scream but it was one of fear, one in a tone I had never heard before, something that I now know is lust.

I quickly slap my hands over my mouth to silence myself not wanting anyone to hear those shameful sounds coming out of me.

“No sweetheart, don’t hide your pretty face. I wanna hear all the sounds you're going to make as I make you cum for the first time on my tongue."

I felt the warmth of something pool in my lower abdomen as I watched him go down on my like a man starved.

He was relentlessly sucking on my clit then licking a long stripe against my labia then running the tip of his tongue around my warm entrance.

I came as soon as his tongue entered me. The feeling of something spreading open my walls for the first time was too much for me. The burning sensation was a mix of pain and pleasure, especially considering how he had one of his hands rubbing and pinching my clit.

My hips bucked forward as I came for the first time of my life, it was a wonderfully intense feeling.

He pulled away and wiped his mouth with the back of his palm, "I'll leave it there for today, since it is your first time afterall.”

I nodded and stayed quiet, catching my breath, lips parted slightly with my chest moving up and down at a quick pace.

“You did so good for me…I want you back in here next Sunday. Understand me?” He asked, his hand moving up to lift my chin to look up at him.

I nodded, “Yes, Father Jordan I understand.”

He smiled at me warmly, that innocent God praising

man facade washing back over him.

He helps me off his desk and sends me on my way. I meet my parents by the front moments later and tell them a little about my class.

Father Jordan gave them a smile and a wave goodbye, “See you next week,” he said innocently with a smile. Although I knew what he really meant by that , and god was I excited.

Green lantern x Reader One-shots

Smut - 💋

Fluff - 🧸

Angst - 🌧️

His angel 💋

Superman [Clark Kent] P!Links

SuperMan P!Links

Part 1 (you’re here), Part 2

After a hard day at work all he needs is to curl up on you lap while you take care of him

He’s so needy even when your trying to study he won’t leave you alone

He wants to be gentle but his big dick isn’t helping

He loves seeing how big he is compared to you it turns him on so much

He gets so lonely when you’re out of town :(

He’s so huge you can see the outline of his dick inside of you with each thrust

Sometimes when you’re feeling mean you’ll jerk him off till he starts to cry

You love his cock you think it’s so pretty so of course you had to mark it as your own

He loves the idea of you pregnant so any chance he gets he’s going to fuck his own cum into you

Sometimes he gets a little carried away and gets a bit roughy with you

• • • • His way • • • •

A/N- Really happy with how this one turned out :3 planning on a jay version soon! follow us on ao3 under cherriep13

Word count - 1.5k

Tags - degrading, belly bulge, slapping, cum eating, teeny tiny blowjob, hair pulling, riding, raw sex, overstimulation

Albert had been recording for awhile, playing some horror game he had spent hours trying to beat.

Everything seemed okay, his yelling could be heard but that was nothing out of the ordinary for him.

I was on the couch downstairs mindlessly scrolling on my phone when I heard him yell again, but this time something a little different.

“Are you fucking kidding me,” he sounded defeated and annoyed. His office door slammed and I heard him stomp his way downstairs

I put my phone down and looked up waiting for him to walk in, “My footage just fucking erased. I'm going to workout, don't bother me.”

He didn't even give me the opportunity to respond before going out to the garage, slamming that door as well.

“jeez…” I mumbled to myself with a scoff. I was use to this behavior, him getting mad at something then him going to workout to blow off some steam.

Sometimes, if I was lucky, he would fuck me to do the trick. Having not seen him most of the day I was feeling a bit needy.

I haven’t seen him all day! He was recording for hours and now he was going to workout. I decided to brushed it off and went to distract myself by cleaning the kitchen.

I only just finished putting away dishes and began wiping the counters before I decided to take matters into my own hands. I just wanted his attention now, bad or good. It didn't matter to me anymore.

I creaked open the garage door, I peek out and see him doing a hip thrust workout. God, he looked so sexy doing it.

“Babe?” I called out, trying to sound innocent like I wasnt planning on getting him to fuck my brain to mush. He turned, not pausing his workout.

“What did I say?” He asked me roughly, his shirtless chest gleaming with a layer of sweat.

“I just wanted to—“ I began before getting cut off.

“No. I told you not to bother me.” He scolded. I stood there, picking at my hands like a nervous wreck just for show.

Hoping he would cave a little.

He sighed and rolled his eyes, “What the fuck do you want from me?” He asked me in a rude tone.

I dropped the innocent act, now too annoyed at his attitude to care. I know he said to not bother him.

and I know I should know by now that when he says that he means it.

But can you blame me? I just needed him badly. I huffed and walked over to him and sat on top of the weight that was on his lap.

He maneuvered me so he could remove the weight from his lap giving me free range to do as I pleased.

I leaned over and supported myself with my hands on his chest to whisper in his ear “are you going to fuck me or not.” I said poking a nail in his chest, too frustrated for any pretense.

“Well that depends, are you gonna listen to me?” he growled. I sigh “If you fuck me now I’ll let you do it raw.” I say attempting to sway him.

He lifts me off his lap and roughly tugs off our underwear before setting me back on his lap. “If you want to fuck so bad you have do do it yourself I told you I’m busy.” He said picking up a weight in each hand and curling them.

I slowly began grinding myself on his dick whimpering as I felt it twitch against me. “God you're such a slut look at you already dripping and I haven’t done shit.” He chuckled.

But I got bored of this quickly and lined him up with my entrance and began sinking down as quickly as I could. The bulge in my belly became prominent with his cock stuffing me.

“Look at that, so full I can see myself in you.” He commented.

“I knew you were a slut but you really don’t care if I get you pregnant huh” he asked “bet you wish you could have someone in you everyday, maybe I’ll make a post and let my followers each have a turn with you.”

I whine at the thought “you would like that wouldn’t you, you wish I would let everyone and their brother fuck you huh, bet you wish you were getting pumped full of cum every day.”

His words only made me pick up my pace, hands clutching at his chest, small whimpers escaping my mouth.

“Dirty whore,” he mumbled under his breath, he glanced at my bouncing tits under my tank top, “pull your tits out f’me.” he commanded.

I momentarily pause and let them spill out before continuing my previous actions, letting my slick hole grip him as I bounced up on down on him.

I move my hand to play with my clit but he tuts at me, “No, nuhuh. If you want to cum my dick is going to be the only thing you’re allowed to use.”

I whine but obey knowing better then to test him when he gets like this.

I continue to ride him as I feel the coil in my stomach begin to tighten I’ve been pent up all day so I was already close.

I angle myself so his tip is hitting that spot inside of me that makes me melt. “N-ngh fuck al”! I yell as I finish I go to move ofplanning to finish him of with my mouth when I hear him abruptly drop his weights

“Where do you think you're going? I'm still not done.” He says as he grabs my hips hard to the point it hurts.

Holding me down onto his dick groaning in pleasure when he feels my walls twitch around him, my body still reeling from its release.

He lets go with a quick swat to my ass making me let out a loud yelp. “Keep going” he demanded.

So I did I continued to go up and down on his dick the pain and please mixing beautifully, overstimulation fully taking over my body at this point.

I felt a bit woozy as my eyes begin fluting shut, but before that could go any further he harshly slapped my ass causing me to scream and snap out of it.

At this point I couldn’t anymore my legs gave out and all I could do was grind pathetically against him.

He sighed as he said “I thought sluts we’re supposed to be good at sex.”

He chucked to himself before grabbing my hips and slamming me up and down on his cock using me as nothing more than a warm hole for his pleasure.

Eventually he pulled out with a grown forcing me onto my knees by my hair.

I whine at the sensation, legs still practically jello and his hand in my hair being the only thing holding me up.

He grabs my hand in his and places it on his cock and uses it to pump his length a few times before he finally finishes.

His sticky cum leaks all over my face and onto my boobs. He lets out deep groans from his chest, “What a pretty sight that is, my dirty girl.”

I wince and he uses his tip to smear it over my face and lips, “Say it. Say you're my dirty girl.” he instructed.

“I'm your dirty girl…” I said with my face flushing a shade of red, an amused smile spreads across his face, he pushes his tip in my mouth before pulling back out again.

“Who owns you? Tell me who you belong to”

His dirty words made me feel embarrassed yet so excited.

“You, al. I belong to you, m’all yours” I said to him, looking up into his eyes with my tongue out, reaching to take him in my mouth.

Surprisingly he let me for a moment, he pulled away and rubbed my messy cum covered cheek collecting some on his fingers.

He brings them to my mouth and I open instantly, he hums in approval and lets me suck the mess off of his digits.

“Go clean your face.” He commanded, tucking himself away in his pants and picking up the weights again.

I scramble to my feet, still unsteady and wobbling my way to the door to clean myself up. When I make it to our bathroom I almost laugh at myself.

I look like a mess and it’s exactly what I wanted, I admired myself for a moment before snapping a picture for later times then cleaning myself up.

I usually ended up getting what I wanted when it came to Albert. No matter how much he denies it I always seem to convince him one way or another, he just twists it so he's in power. But that's how I like it, so who am I to complain?

Even if I have to clean his nut off my face once in a while and deal with the aches in my legs for days on end, it's worth every second of it.

Not So Secret

A/n - don’t condone this irl or wtv just read it u perv :3

Word count - 1.2k

Warnings - cheating, vibrator in panties, semi public sex, choking, hair pulling

I have been dating Ben for about six months now. I met him at a bar one night and we kinda hit it off.

I thought he was great until I met his best friend, Albert.

He was taller, more muscular, and hot as hell. I cursed myself for not having met him first.

I met Albert when Ben suggested we all hang out one evening.

Me and Albert hooked up and ever since that night we had been sneaking around with each other.

Sneaking texts and meeting when possible was what made it all the more hot.

So when my boyfriend mentioned going on a double date with them I immediately said yes.

I knew it would lead to me getting dicked down so I was ecstatic, especially when I got the text from Albert telling me to wear the panties he had bought me.

Ones that I lied and told my boyfriend I got for myself as a treat.

While getting ready I slipped them on under my dress, anticipation already eating me alive.

Once we arrived at the restaurant I felt my heart rate pick up, seeing his stunning features sending a pulse of heat between my thighs.

We greeted each other casually, I flashed Albert's bitchy girlfriend a quick smile, trying to stay polite.

Then gave him a small hug, making sure to let go almost immediately to keep any sort of suspicion down.

As soon as we sat down we were already playing footsie under the table. He was sitting across from me, his foot rubbing the side of my leg.

I kick my heel off and rub his inner thigh with my foot in return.

I gave him a glance and a quick smile before turning my attention to whatever conversation my boyfriend was trying to have, only half listening to it.

We were ordering like normal and that's when I felt it, as soon as it was my turn to order the vibration started between my thighs.

I gasped but quickly cleared my throat, “I—excuse me, I will have the alfredo pl—please”

I managed to get my order out without drawing too much attention, my boyfriend began rubbing his hand on my lower back as if to soothe me.

I glance up and see Albert smirking and setting his phone down.

The vibrations become more intense.

I squirm in my seat and and try to keep a straight face but eventually I have to excuse myself, “I need to go to the restroom.”

I say and then stand up to walk to the restroom, desperately trying to make sure my knees don’t buckle.

I stepped in the one labeled “family bathroom” just in case Albert wanted to come in.

He did as expected.

I don't know what he said to leave the table but he was there within five minutes.

“Hey” he said smugly “you're such a jerk! that was so embarrassing!” I whine throwing myself into his arms.

“C’mon you know you like it.” I roll my eyes as he captures my mouth into a heated kiss.

I tilt my head so his tongue can reach deeper and kiss him back with ferocity.

When he pulls back for air I whine despite also having run out of air myself. A string of saliva connected our lips

I tug on the sleeve of his shirt and say “hurry up we need to go back out soon” He hums in agreement and begins pulling up my dress to reveal the thong he bought me

“Fuck baby I knew you’d look sexy in those.” He says as he slaps my ass. Hard.

I whine as he rubs soothing circles on my hip. Eventually his hand moves down to pull down my underwear in one swift motion.

I hear the buckle of his belt being undone behind me but he pushes me toward the sink and bends me over it. “I want you to watch me destroy you.”

I moan when I feel the head of his cock line up with my slick hole. With no warning he slides fully in forcing all the air out my lungs

“A-ahh” I yelp and he takes his hand and covers my mouth with it “you need to be quiet doll or we're going to get caught".

He begins thrusting and lets a guttural groan leave his mouth, he winces, “fuck…so much tighter than my girlfriend.” he commented.

That made me moan into his hand, muffled noises and the sound of slick skin on skin filling the small bathroom.

His other hand moved forward to tug my hair back making me look at myself in the mirror.

“Look at you, so fuckin’ pretty like this” he said, “takin’ my whole cock so well”

He picks up the pace and lets my hair go, “keep lookin“ he instructed me, his hand traveling between my legs and under my skirt to rub circles my swollen clit.

“cum f’me, quick babydoll”

I try to focus on his movements, the possibility of us being caught by someone only making it that much better

Soon enough I was panting against his hand, he removed it from my mouth but gave me a look that meant to stay quiet.

I sealed my lips and only allowed small whines, he took his arm and wrapped it around my neck, slightly choking me with his huge bicep.

I looked at myself and the sight paused me over the edge, The coil in my belly snapped and I threw my own hand over my mouth to quiet myself,

A string of swears was all I heard from him.

He pulled out and came on my ass, he tucked himself away and fixed his belt before grabbing a paper towel and cleaning my cum-covered ass.

“Youre much better than my girlfriend,” he said as he spun me and kissed my lips tenderly

“You mentioned that,” I replied with a giggle, returning the kiss.

“Okay, we really gotta get back out, don't come back imm—“ I went to say but he cut me off, “yeah I know, I know. Not our first time.”

I gave him a lazy smile and one last kiss before walking out and returning to the table.

“Sorry, I got nauseous.” I gave the lame excuse, I began eating the food that had arrived while I was gone.

Soon after Albert returned too, we shared a small look before he spoke up, “sorry about that, the bathroom line was long.”

The rest of the dinner went on as normal despite the knowledge what we did.

It was wrong, no doubt about it. But we didn't care , nor did we plan on stopping. It was just too good.

The car ride home with my boyfriend was silent. He definitely suspected something. But he didn't say anything, was it because of his trust in me or Albert who knows.

So what if he knew, it wasn’t my fault he couldn’t satisfy me. He dropped me off at my house, leaving a quick peck on my cheek as a goodbye.

I laid down and went to bed not long later with a pleasant ache between my legs already thinking about the next time I would be able to see Albert.