Metal

Spilt beans

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Warnings/tags: ftm reader, reader has had top surgery but still has a vag,(does that make sense?) p in v, slight public (bar bathroom), sm era, reader is ptvs drummer, use of protection (dont b silly wrap that willy!!) mutual pining, "I love you"s after sex, just fluffy smut

The music pounded in your ears as you gave it your all for this last song, using up every drop of energy you had left for a strong finish.

The 4 of you all gathered at the front of the stage for the final bows and giving out your picks or drumsticks, standing next to your best "friend" Jaime.

His arm sliding around your waist instead of your shoulders, a tingle in your chest erupting from the touch.

You turned to him after the bows, giving him a small hug, pulling away, hoping the lights would hide your slight blush. Little did you know Jaime was thinking the same thing.

You both spun around, walking away from each other like middle schoolers who had hugged for the first time.

***

You mindlessly wandered around the after party in the sweaty bar, sipping a drink and waving to people whose names you had definitely forgotten.

Eventually, you made your way back to your band and found Jaime with some chick, nodding and smiling while she talked. His hands were on her hips, and hers were on his shoulders. You felt sick.

Walking out of the cramped bar and breathing in the fresh crisp air was like a system restart. You pulled your cigs from your pocket and lit one up. A long, comforting drag from it, setting you at a gentle ease.

You ran a hand through your hair, someone clearing their throat snapping you from your trance. "Yknow... Those destroy your lungs." Jaimes voice echoed from next to you. You nodded.

"I know." You blew the smoke away from his face. "I'm trying to tell you to stop." He raised a brow, plucking the barely stared cig from your hands and throwing it on the ground, stomping on it.

"Yknow if you keep doing that, you might lose a hand." You rolled your eyes, the taste of smoke lingering for a while after. The two of you stood outside, leaned against the wall.

You felt a hand brush yours, looking down to see Jaimes pinky brushing yours gently.

You side eyed him before looking back into the dark night sky. It had to be at least 2 am.

You let his hand brush yours once again before grabbing it and intertwining your fingers. You guys held hands all the time, not like it was anything new. You held hands while on roller coasters, in haunted houses, during scary movies, but it always sparked a little fire in your chest.

The two of you sat in silence for a bit, basking in eachothers presence. Every now and then, you would look over and stare at Jaime, wondering what he's thinking about.

"I see you looking at me." Jaime broke the silence. Your face reddened, and your eyes snapped away from him. You took a small peek to see he hadn't looked away from you.

There was something in his eyes that you couldn't put your finger on. It wasn't happiness or sadness. So what was it? You continued staring into his gentle gaze, like a hypnotized man.

Love. The look in his eyes was love. Was it the girl? You felt saddened by the discovery. Your feet shifted, and you looked at the ground, ripping your hand from his and stuffing your hands in your pockets. "What's wrong?" Jaime asked, a small look of hurt crossing his face.

"Nothing." You mumbled. "Is this about the girl I was talking to?" Jaime sighed, "I don't like her, I'm just being nice." You huffed at that. "And being nice consists of holding her hips while she's deathly close to your face?" You scoffed.

"She was drunk, I didn't want her to throw a fit." Jaime tried to reason. "Sure." You grunted, turning your head away. "Why are you so worried about who I'm talking to anyway?" Jaime also stuffed his hands in his pockets.

"Because." You mumbled, "Because?" Jaime asked. "Because I like you! Because I've been in love with you since you joined this fucking band!" You snapped. "What..?" You wouldn't look at Jaime.

"There, that's why I'm so obsessed with who you talk to." It wasn't even the confession that was the worst part, it was the silence that came after.

"Why didn't you tell me sooner?" Jaime broke the silence. You didn't respond. "I'm not mad, y/n- I like you too. More than a friend." Jaime slid his hands in your hoodie pocket and grabbed your hand. You slowly turned to him.

"Can I kiss you?" He had a sheepish smile on his face. "Fuck you" you bit back a smile before grabbing his face and smashing your lips on his.

You were like a starved man, kissing him like you hadn't been in years. After you pulled away, you both let a sigh of relief like boulders had been lifted from your shoulders.

Nobody said anything, Jaime just slowly pushed you back onto the wall and pressed your lips together, pinning you between him and the wall. You gasped for air between kisses, almost feverishly needing his lips on yours.

You pulled away, and he dragged you back inside the bar, knocking on the men's bathroom before shoving inside and locking the door behind you two.

You were begging for this to be more than just a bathroom makeout.

The years of tension had finally snapped, turning into something more greedy. Your hips met the edge of the sink, grinding down on Jaimes' hips in return, a groan leaving you both.

"I need you so bad right now.." Jaime muttered, his voice low and needy. "Then have me," you mumbled back, sighing as his hands slipped down to your jeans belt, pausing as he looked at you for permission. "God yes -" you pleaded.

He continued and undid your belt, shoving the pants down to above your knees. A low hum left you as goosebumps appeared on the newly exposed skin, shifting in your place.

"Do you really want to do this?" Jaime muttered, one hand on your hip, rubbing the elastic of your briefs. You nodded with full honesty. "Words y/n I need words." Jaimes eyes deep into yours, like they were lost at sea.

"I do want this. I want you, Hime." You shivered as he shoved your briefs down and pulled his down after. He reached around and pulled you tight against him as one hand gently ran its fingers through your folds, teasing your entrance. "We don't have time for this..." You squirmed against him.

"Fine," he sighed, spitting on his hand and rubbing it on your entrance. He grabbed his wallet from his pants and pulled a condom from it, ripping it and placing it on himself.

"I'm gonna go slow, okay?" He lined himself up with your entrance, the tip pressed against you. Your head nodded frantically, needing him inside you already.

Gently, he pushed in, filling you in a way you hadn't felt in forever. You braced yourself with the sink, head hung low between your shoulders.

A small moan left your lips as he pushed inside your hole, breath hitching and bearing the sweet pain of the stretch that was his cock. Jaime muttered sweet nothings to himself as he bottomed to the hilt inside you.

He gave you a minute to adjust before slowly pulling back and pushing back in, a huff leaving you as you clamped your eyes shut. "You alright..?" Jaimes breathing just as ragged as yours.

A nod from you gave Jaime all the information he needed before he started to pick up the pace, his dick reminding you what it was like all these years.

Your back slightly arched as you whined and moaned beneath him, your legs wobbling and your hips hitting the sink.

"Holy... Shit.." You whimpered, open-mouthed panting, letting every sound slip from you.

Jaime mumbled about how handsome you looked, seemingly never tearing his eyes away from your face in the cruddy bathroom mirror that was covered in graffiti.

You bit your lip as a knot formed in your stomach, your hole clenching down on his cock.

"You close already?" Jaime giggled. "Shut up, it's.. It's been a while.." You mumbled the last word as you gave up on trying to speak as his dick grazed your g-spot, a spark of pleasure blooming everywhere.

You cursed under your breath, grasping the bathroom sink and moaning, your knees feeling more jello-y than before as the knot tightened in your stomach.

"Gonna cum.." You warned, breathing becoming more labored and hoarse. You pleaded with who knows as you reached your edge, a cry so pornographic leaving your mouth as your orgasm crashed down in waves of pleasure on you, legs twitching, hips stuttering, the works.

Jaime groaned out a moan and bit his lip, and shot his load into the condom. He gently continued to rock into you through both of your orgasms, a sigh leaving both of you.

Jaime pulled out, disposing of the condom and grabbing some paper towels, wetting them, and cleaning you with gentle touches.

"Y'know.. Its sorta a compliment that you finished quickly, not even I knew I could be that good." Jaime joked.

You rolled your eyes and pulled your briefs and pants back up. "Right." You chuckled. "What?" Jaime huffed, pulling his own pants back up.

"You know.. I love you right? Is that weird to say romantically now?" Jaime asked, checking his hair in the mirror. "Well.. I mean what are we now?" You hummed, quickly checking over your appearance in the mirror too.

"Whatever you want us to be, boyfriends, friends, friends with benefits.." He trailed off, not seeming to like that last one.

"How about.. Boyfriends?" You casually offered. "I'd be fine with that." He nodded along.

"Me too." You nodded in return.

"I love you."

"I love you too"

Ermm hai to make up for my absence and not having reqs out here's some PTV smut hcs cus ik all you people who follow me are freaks..

Mostly gender neutral, but some Fem and male parts mentioned

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VIC

Hes almost louder than you sometimes, when he's about to finish he's like a dog in heat, rutting into you like his life depends on it while moaning so loud a pornstar would be impressed.

Def has a breeding kink so even after he finishes he fucks it into you to make sure you're stuffed full of his cum. Sometimes, he'll even come inside you twice.

Teases you under tables while out with the guys. He'll rub you through your pants, and maybe if he's feeling extra risky, he'll slip a finger inside you.

(M) he begs to be stuffed full of your cum, and he LOVES being choked, his eyes roll back and his tongue slightly sticks out while gasping and whining under you.

Pre or post show sex is his fav thing, whether he's fucking you in his dressing room while people tell him he has 5 minutes before they go on, or whether he's fucking your face after he finishes a show as a reward for being so good.

TONY

He's definitely vocal, but it's mostly incoherent begging or nonsense, or gasping and moaning.

He loves edging or orgasm denial whether you're lazily jerking him off and stopping to play on your phone when he's almost there or he's just barely rubbing your sensitive spot so your begging to getting enough friction.

He's not usually mean, but when he is, he'll spit on you, slap/spank you, choke you, overstimulate you, leave you begging for release while he takes a call, sometimes he'll even make you make yourself cum while he watches and calls you names. Usually, that's only if he's had a bad day, which isn't a lot, and he's the best at aftercare. Lots of "I'm sorry, did I go too far?" While placing you in a hot bath.

While he was on tour, he'd send you pictures of his dick straining in his jeans or videos of him jerking himself off while moaning your name when he knew you were at work to leave you frustrated and horny. Sometimes, you'd do the same right before he went on stage, so it was equal.

Once, you tied him up and teased him with ice cubes till he cried, bucking up into nothing and sobbing for release.

Extra! (M) you have a photo of him tied to the bed, covered in your cum while his crying untouched dick begged for friction. His eyes glossy and puffy from crying,

JAIME

You both have boxes filled with Polaroids of each other that were taken in the middle of sex, one consisting of him with your cum on his face, and one of you bent over with his cum leaking out of you. He has one of the photos in his wallet.

He lives for shooting his cum all over you, your face, ass, tits, stomach, you name it.

He loves getting crushed by your thighs when he eats you out. He purposely over stimulates you, so you're trembling and your thighs are tight as ever around him.

Before you guys were officially dating, he'd jerk off to your Facebook/MySpace profile all the time.

He's not as vocal as the other guys, but when you fuck him, he's a whining moaning mess. He just can't help crying either sometimes, your big cock stretching him out? It hurt so good. He thinks he's all that when he dominates you, but once you're on top, he's a mess of tears, sweat, and spit.

Just fine

Warnings/tags: trans vic? Fuenciado, fluffy, lowk short, vic using they/them pronouns, established relationship

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I've never written for a trans pov before, I tried my best tho!!

"I dunno Hime.." Vics voice rang from behind the door, messing with the hem of the polka dot dress they had on.

"I think you'll look fine, Vic. You can show me, and if you don't like it, just take it off." Jaime reassured. Vic hadn't heard much of that, looking in the bathroom mirror, picking apart every insecurity about how they looked in it.

"Did you hear me, Vic?" Jaimes voice snapped Vic out of their trance. "Um.. Yeah.." Their hand touched the doorknob, sweaty and clammy. "You'll tell me if it looks bad, right?" They called back, almost pulling their hand away.

"Of course! I'd never lie to you." Jaime reassured, patiently waiting on the bed.

Vic nodded to themselves and slowly turned the knob, peeking out first. "Can you cover your eyes?" Vic asked, Jaime nodded and put his hands over his eyes.

Vic slowly stepped out and closed the bathroom door behind them. "You can look.." Vic was trying to look everywhere but at themselves. Jaimes' hands retracted from his face, his big brown eyes looking Vic up and down.

Vic looked at Jaime with a questioning but hopeful look. "You look great, I love it." Jaime stood up, "spin, " Vic nodded and did a quick spin. "I think you look great."

"I dunno tho.." Vic mumbled, fidgeting with the hem again. "Don't say that you look amazing and you know it." Jaime reassured, grabbing their hands and holding them. Vics cheeks a mellow pink.

"You really like it?" Vic looked up. "Yeah, I love it." Jaime nodded. Rubbing the back of Vics hands with his thumb. Jaime pulled them into a gentle hug, kissing the top of their head. "You think you want to go outside in it yet?" Jaime asked when he pulled away.

"No.. Not yet, at least.." Vic shook their head. Jaime nodded. "Then you can stay in it or change into something else, and we can just chill around the house." Vic nodded and left into the bathroom to go change again.

Warm Welcoming

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Tags/warnings: Yearning Jaime, multiple orgasms, begging, creampie, oral (f receiving) established relationship, p in v, hair pulling, dirty talk? Slight breeding kink

The door could've cracked the wall from how hard it swung open, then slammed shut, thumping up the stairs, then your door swung open. Jaime, standing in the doorway like a madman.

"Jesus christ, you scared the shit out of me, Hime." You let a sigh of relief. "I missed you so much," He mumbled before flopping onto the bed next to you, snuggling into your waist. "I missed you too." You played with his hair.

He had just gotten back from almost a year-long tour, you couldn't visit cause you were still working.

He pushed himself up onto your lap and kissed you all over your face, the last one ending on your lips. A look of desperation in his eyes, a look of Yearning.

It was like he had just gotten back from war. He was attacking your neck, lips, and face everywhere he could with kisses, mumbling about how much he missed you and needed you.

His hands snuck under your shirt, cupping your breasts. "God, you're like an animal in heat," you commented. "Cause I missed you so much.." He mumbled, lifting your shirt over your head.

Jaime slowly made his way down, and his hands landed on your sweatpants waistband. "Please," he looked up at you, his eyes saying more than he could ever say.

You nodded, and he yanked them down, kissing and nibbling your thighs, leaving open-mouthed kisses on your inner thighs and right above your panties waistband.

He hooked his fingers in your panties and yanked them down, too, pressing kisses right next to and above where you wanted him.

He spread your legs and placed them on his shoulders before licking a stripe up your pussy, a sigh of content leaving you.

He continued his assault on your pussy, kissing your clit, flicking his tongue on it, licking your entrance but not going in. He let your thighs tighten around his head.

He moved down and pressed his tongue inside you slowly, your pussy clenching around it. You had touched yourself while he was gone, but god, nothing could ever compare to his mouth or dick.

You squirmed and moaned, his nose bumping your clit as he tongue fucked you like a man who hadn't eaten in months. "I'm close," you whined out, hips bucking onto his mouth more. You mumbled incoherent words, Jaime only understood his name and the gasps.

He looked up at you, eyes pleading and desperate, like he was begging for you to cum on his tongue so he could swallow your juices. Your hand ended up in his hair as your legs shoot and your hips violently bucked onto him, crying out as you came on his skilled tongue.

He moaned onto you as you tugged his hair, his brows upturned and his eyes soft.

You shook and whined as you finished, his tongue still working on you. You sighed, being slightly overstimulated, until Jaime came out from between your legs, his chin, mouth, and the tip of his nose slicked with arousal. His tongue darting out to lick his lips clean.

"Was that the first thing you wanted to do when you got home?" You panted, trembling. "I'm not done?" He said, undoing his pants and shoving them down.

Your eyes widened as he collected your arousal on his fingers, spreading it over his cock as a lube. You whimpered as he drug it along your sensitive pussy, teasing your entrance with the tip.

You moaned and leaned your head back as he pushed it in, filling you more than his tongue ever could. You cursed under your breath and whined, your pussy gripping him.

"This wasn't really planned- I just really- nngh.. missed you," Jaime giggled. Slowly thrusting in and out of you. "So tight," he mumbled, biting his lip and leaning down to gently kiss you.

His kisses traveled down your neck and onto your collarbone, nibbling and biting at it, sure to let everyone know he was back in town.

You squirmed beneath him and moaned out as his cock hit all the places your fingers couldn't, fulfilling you after months of separation. He desperately fucked up into you, gasping and whimpering in your ear.

"Feels so good," he whined in your ear. It felt like he'd missed this way more than you had.

Your hands hiked his shirt up and gripped his back, scratching it raw with your fingernails. You moaned out and cried as that knot in your stomach tightened and threatened to snap inside you.

"Im gonna cum" you whimpered, pussy clenching around him trying to milk him for everything he was worth. "Me too, baby," he whispered. "Gonna fill you with my cum, stuff you full.." Jaime mumbled into your neck.

Your legs shook and your pussy clenched as the knot in your stomach snapped, cumming on Jaimes dick that was still chasing release inside you.

His hips stuttered, and his dick twitched inside you, a strained gasp and muffled moan left him as he shot his warm cum inside you. He gently gave a few more thrusts, making sure his cum was buried deep inside you.

"Can we stay like this?" He looked up at you. "Yeah.. Welcome home baby." You tiredly panted.

OFF LIMITS..?

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Warnings/tags: stripper reader (tried to use more gender neutral terms), lots of teasing, lap dance, riding, p in 'hole'?, no feelings, pro Rev era, reader has a Tiffany valentine personality?, reader is power bottom

"God damn they are hot." Frank looked you up and down on that stage, in your skimpy outfit. "Who?" Gerard leaned over to get Frank's view.

"Them- with the black fishnets," he pointed. "Wow." Gerard mumbled, "You gonna say something to them? Or are you too scared?" Gerard snickered, smacking Frank's arm playfully. Frank scowled and grabbed his wallet, waving you over.

"What can I do for you, sweetie?" Your smooth voice rang through the bumping music. "How much for one of the private dances?" He opened his wallet to grab money.

"15 every 10 minutes." You had a provoking smile. "But maybe for a cutie like you, we could work something out.." Frank knew you said this to everyone. He handed you 45 dollars. "30 minutes."

You giggled and hopped off the stage, grabbing Frank's hand to drag him away, but not before Frank could shoot Gerard a smirk.

***

Frank let you shove him into the chair, acting as though he was a toy to you. Which partly he was. You made your way onto the pole in the room, walking around it with a sly smirk. "Ykno' most of my clients are ugly, old, divorced, sad men. What's a cute young man like you doing in here?" You questioned.

"Out with my friends, our band just finished a show, and you caught my eye." He shrugged. "Oh, are you in one of those shitty garage bands?" You giggled.

"No, we actually just sold out a venue." He watched as you did slow tricks on that pole, wishing nothing more than if it was him.

"Well now I'm curious, what's your bands name?" You slowly made your way over to him, circling his chair. "My Chemical Romance." His voice was shaky and embarrassing. You almost paused.

"You're in My Chemical Romance..?" You repeated. He nodded cockily. "Well, knowing I have a VIP in here now, I'll give you the best lap dance of your life, maybe more.." You dragged two fingers around him. "Now, what's your name, honey?"

Frank's pink tongue slid out to wet his dry lips, already feeling kind of warm. "Frank." He answered. "Cute, can I call you Frankie?" You stood in front of him. Frank nodded.

He sat between your legs, your stance dominating and powerful. "Tell me I'm pretty." You teasingly went to go sit on his lap, but stood last minute. "Your gorgeous.." Frank mumbled, going to reach out, but stopping.

"Go ahead, just don't tell anyone." You let him reach out and plant his hands on your hips. You slowly sat down, grinding down on him before standing, circling his chair and bending over before him.

Frank cursed under his breath, feeling a hard on already growing. "Yknow.. for a 100 bucks... I do offer a special service.. but for a VIP I can change that.."

Frank bit his lip. "And what is that service..?" His voice shaky. "I think you can take a guess." You looked at him, seductive and knowingly.

"I'll take it then.." Frank grabbed his wallet, your hand pushing it back into his pocket. "Not for a VIP you don't" You crawled into his lap, running your hands along his sides before slipping your fingers inside his waistband.

A shiver slid down Frank's spine, your cold fingers against his hot skin, if he wasn't hard before he was definitely hard now. Your eyes traveled up his body, meeting his eyes. "Can I?" You tugged his waistband. He nodded, almost frantically.

You unbuttoned his pants and slid them down, getting off his lap and sitting in front of him. Your warm hand trailing down one of his thighs as you yanked down his jeans.

You teasingly pressed kisses to his thighs, getting closer to the bulge in his boxers. He squirmed beneath you, begging for stimulation. You smirked at his desperation, starting to suck on his inner thighs, leaving purples and reds on them, something he'd surely have to remember.

You slid your hands back up his legs and tugged his boxers down, shoving them to his ankles. You were slightly surprised at his size.

"Gosh, Frankie," you teased, acting surprised at the size. "Let me grab something." You went over to a little table with drawers in it, coming back within a minute.

You placed a condom on his right thigh and lube on the other. "For you, for me" you pointed to each thing.

"Well Frankie, what're you waiting for?" You stood. He grabbed the condom tearing it open and placing it over his painfully hard cock.

You stood in front of him as you slowly peeled the bottoms you had on, off. You made a show of slowly and seductively, taking your fishnets off, kicking them to the floor.

You grabbed the lube off him and put some in your hand. You reached down, slowly rubbing circles on your entrance, getting it lubed and wet. Pushing one lubed finger in, taking your lip into your mouth.

You added another, scissoring them to open you up. Frank was speechless. In fact, he'd barely spoken this whole time.

You decided you were prepped enough and straddled his thighs again, You looked at him with puppy eyes, lining up your entrance with his tip and slowly sliding down. Your lips parted, and you gasped, "You feel even bigger inside me.."

Frank's face heated up, a pink blush coating his pale cheeks. After letting you adjust, Frank slowly rutted up into you, his hands landing on your hips. You joined in and bounced on him, biting your lip as your hole engulfed his cock.

He fits inside you like he was made to, and this might be one of the rare times you don't have to fake a orgasm. "Fuck Frankie, you feel so good.." you whined, bouncing up and down till it made a clapping noise.

Frank groaned under you, closing his eyes in bliss. "Don't close your eyes, watch me fuck myself on your cock.." you whispered, a lazy smile plastered on both of your faces.

His tip was hitting all the right places, poking your g spot every now and then, every vein making you moan out. Frank's eyes almost never left yours, trailing down your body every now and then, watching his cock pump inside you.

If Frank kept looking, he'd probably cum right then. His head lulled back, and his mouth hung open, gasps and pants leaving him. "You feel so good around me, fuck" he whispered, biting his lip and letting out a almost desperate whine.

You smirked at his slightly submissive side. It was cute.

You had to focus more on the knot in your stomach tightening, along with your bouncing. It was almost too much. "You close?" Frank's speech was shaky. You nodded out, shutting your eyes and focusing on his cock that was hitting your g spot each time now.

You cried out, gasping and whining. "Right there, oh God, right there.." Your hips bucked. "M' close, too.." Frank mumbled, his own hips rutting up into yours.

Your legs shook, and hips stuttered, a moan ripping through you as you came. You let Frank thrust up into you as you came down from your high, Frank moaning out and filling the condom.

You two sat in silence after, your head on his shoulder and his grip on your hips loosening.

"If you're that good, I might have to go try some of your friends.."

Yes! Finally showing Tony some love cus Jaime is #1 atm, and ugh no I agree warped tour 2010 was sooo good

After party

Soft dom!Tony x Sub AFAB!reader

Warnings/tags: (slightly) drunk sex, dacryphilia, public (bathroom) sex, no protection (reader is on birth control tho), slight dirty talk, slight choking, mirrors(🤤) mostly clothed sex

Warped tour was tiring, yes, but a party is a party. You don't know whose bus you were in or where your bus was, but who cares right now? You were getting drunk around some hot people.

Stepping outside for a breather in the tiny cramped bus, you found a rather cute guy already out there. He was in a snap back, a muscle tank, and had long black hair.

Your legs thought before your mind did, "Hey," you stood next to him. He turned to look at you. Nodding his head at you "Hey"

"What's your name?" You inquired, leaning against the bus. "Tony, you?" He answered,

You nodded, scanning the name to think if you knew anyone named Tony already. "Y/n, what band are you in?" You raised a brow.

"Pierce the Veil, how about you?" It felt like he was scanning you. You shifted nervously. "(Band), we played early this morning," your eyes made their way down his tattoos, almost like you were trying to memorize them, or more like you were mesmerized by them.

"I like your tattoos, and the uh," you pointed to the piercing on his cheekbone. "Dermal?" He finished, raising his hand to touch it. "Thanks, I got it done, actually a while ago," he nodded.

"Sorry, you're really hot, and I'm kinda drunk," you blurted out. Tony's brows raised, "Honestly, I'm kinda drunk too, and uh, thanks,"

"I need a shot," you hummed, walking into the bus to see that he followed you. "Do you want one?" You asked, going to grab one already. "Sure," he nodded. You poured him one and handed him it.

"Count of 3?" You asked. He let you do the honors. You counted down, both throwing your heads back and swallowing the shot that burned your throat.

"Really? Straight tequila?" He stammered through coughs. You nodded proudly. "Jesus," he mumbled, wiping his mouth.

"This is probably a bad idea, but I really want to kiss you right now." Your words slightly slurred. "Be my guest," he shrugged.

You practically jumped on him, pressing your lips to his. Tony's hands landed on your hips and backed you into the counter. "Jump," he mumbled onto your lips. You jumped, and he pushed you onto the counter, knocking whatever was on it over.

Your legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer to you. Your little "session" was interrupted by someone yelling, "Get a room!"

You pulled away panting, "bathroom?"He raised a brow, you held your hand out, "lead the way"

You hopped down from the counter and looked at all the people drinking. Finally, you got to the bathroom, shoving the door open to see it, thankfully empty.

The two of you shoved into it, a big mirror behind the sink. You closed and locked the door, turning and pressing your back against the sink as you continued what was interrupted.

"Turn around," Tony whispered, spinning you around so you were looking at both of your reflections in the mirror. "Off." Tony patted your butt, meaning your pants.

You nodded and undid them, shoving them down to your ankles. "Why do girls wear fancy panties if they're not sure if anyone will see them..?" He thought aloud.

You cocked a brow at him and giggled. "Shut up and take your pants off," you rolled your eyes playfully. He did the same as you, shoving them down, leaving his boxers on. "Why do guys wear patterned boxers if they're not sure if anyone will see them?" You retorted. He smirked and nodded "alright.."

He hooked his fingers in your panties, looking in the mirror for your permission. You nodded, feeling the cold hit your wet pussy as he slid them down. He went to go shove his boxers down and paused, "I don't have Condoms." He stated.

"Well, do you have STDs?" You narrowed your eyes at him. "No?" He looked slightly offended. "Im on the pill, we'll be fine." You retorted, "just hurry up and fuck me.." you begged.

He nodded and shoved his boxers down, his hard cock slapping his stomach. He spat on his fingers and slathered it on your pussy, slipping two fingers inside teasingly. You whimpered at the contact.

He removed them just as fast as he put them in, slicking his cock with the mix of spit and arousal now. "Ready?" He looked at you in the mirror. You nodded.

He slowly pushed in. The stretch was a gentle burn but slowly disappeared as he bottomed out. You both sighed in unison. "Shiit," you moaned. One of his hands slid up to your face and made you look in the mirror. "Watch me fuck you.." He kissed your neck gently.

He slowly started to pump in and out of you, pressing his back up against yours. He mumbled incoherent things as you whined. Tony's pace picked up, hips meeting your ass with slaps.

"O-oh ffuck!" You whined, biting your lip and panting. "You feel so good around me.." Tony whispered, the hand that was on your face had slid down to your throat, gently gripping it.

You panted and choked out moans as he lightly tightened his tattooed hands wrap around your throat.

You felt tears well in your eyes as he hit that good spot inside you, making you cry out as tears spilled down your cheeks. "You okay?" His hand loosened as he became more gentle. "Fuck I'm great don't stop" You panted.

He nodded and picked back up his pace. Mascara and eyeliner dripped down your cheeks, ruining the rest of your makeup. "You look so hot like that," Tony groaned, hips slamming into yours with feverish intent.

"I'm gonna c-cum-" You whined, back arching into him as the knot in your stomach threatened to snap. "Me too.." Tony murmured curses and took his hat off, throwing it somewhere in the sink, his slightly sweaty hair coming free.

And all of a sudden, he was 10x hotter. But you couldn't think now. Your body felt like jelly, arms and legs trembling as they threatened to drop you. "I got you," Tony mumbled in your ear, an arm around your waist.

"Im- coming-" You whimpered, mouth hanging open as you let out a cry. Your head hung down and your pussy clenched around his twitching cock. He mumbled curses and praises as you whimpered around him, shaking.

You panted as you came down from your high, a moan leaving Tony as he pulled out and came on your ass and lower back.

You both caught your breaths, legs still trembling. "So, was this a one-time thing, or can I get your number?" Tony's voice came from behind you.

Closet (it's more of a dressing room but u get it)

SoftDom!Tony perry X AFAB!reader

NOT proofread

Warnings/tags: dressing room, slight voyeurism, kinda vanilla, no protection (don't b silly wrap that willy!), creampie, slightly public, very clingy Tony, quickie

Hai so we're gunna ignore that I totally skipped days 10 and 11... I swear I'm trying but I don't want to put shitty stories out cus I rushed them :-;

Tony was usually touchy, yes, but today, he was all up in your shit. Hands on your waist almost all day, head leaning on your shoulder, kissing your neck, the works. You'd been out with the guys all day, so you two didn't have much time alone, but he couldn't wait till you got back to the bus and it was night?

"Y/n," he murmured in your ear. You tried to ignore him since you were mid conversation with Loni, but he was persistent. "Baby," his chin rested on your shoulder, and his arms wrapped around your torso. "One sec Tone," you rolled your eyes.

He mumbled something and pouted. "Just ignore him he wants to go back to the bus," you sighed, waving him off to Loni. You continued your conversation for barely 5 minutes before Tony was huffing and pouting again.

You sighed and said goodbye to Loni, pulling Tony aside. "What?" You placed your hands on your hips. He just puppy eyed you. "You pouted for almost 10 minutes for.." you expected a answer.

"I want you baby," he mumbled, fiddling his fingers. "You can wait a few hours." You rolled your eyes. "I can't." He whined, hands landing on your waist, thumbs rubbing circles on it.

"It's not like you're walking around with a boner. You can wait." You scolded. "If that's what it'll take," he shrugged. "Your gross," you sighed, trying to bite back a smile. You grabbed his hand and dragged him back out to the guys.

"Jaime wants to go to a clothing store cus he ripped his one good collared shirt," Vic sighed, already looking around for a clothing store. "Fine by me," you shrugged.

***

You ended up in an aeropostale or something, absent-mindedly looking through the racks of clothes while Tony trailed close behind you. "I'm gonna try on some of these shirts, you coming?" You knew the answer.

You shut the door behind you, complimenting in your head how the dressing room had a nice mirror, a full-length door for max privacy, and a place to hang the clothes.

You threw the top you were already wearing off and handed it to Tony, slipping on the first shirt you had picked out. "I dunno.." You hummed, judging it in the mirror.

"What do you think, Tone?" You turned to him, "you're gorgeous in everything," he scanned you. "Why do I ask?" You sighed, "but thank you, baby, "

"Yknow.. This dressing room is very.. Private." He looked around. "That's what I was thinking earlier," you agreed, pulling off the shirt and hanging it on the "no" hanger.

You paused as you pulled the next shirt off the hanger. "No." You pointed a finger in his face. "Baby.." He whined, "we are in public," you whisper shouted. "And that didn't apply to that time at the bar?" He retorted.

He had you there. "The guys are still out there. They'll wonder what's taking us so long," You tried to counter him. "You know Jaime takes forever shopping. I bet you 10 bucks he'll still be looking when we come out." You sighed.

Tony pouted and gave you puppy eyes again. "Jesus, fine," you gave in. "We'll just have to be quick, and you'll just have to be quiet." You said.

"I'm not the loud one," he grumbled. "Do you want to do this or not," You raised your brows, he nodded and scrambled to place your shirt down, quickly unbuttoning his jeans.

You slid yours down to mid thigh, and so did he, already palming the growing bulge in his boxers with a hiss.

He pulled you over and pressed you between him and the wall, his hard on poking your butt. "I don't have condoms," he mumbled in your ear, sliding your panties down. "Course you don't," you sighed, biting back a whine as he spat on two fingers and rubbed your aroused entrance with them.

"Good?" He hummed as he pulled away, shoving his boxers down. "Yeah," you nodded, feeling him rub his length up and down your lubed entrance. Gently, he slowly pushed his tip in, biting his lip to suppress a groan.

You leaned your head onto the wall, sighing as he pushed fully in, buried inside you. "So tight," he whispered, kissing the top of your head.

Tony slowly pistoned in and out of you, pelvis meeting your ass as he picked up the pace. You arched into him, eyes fluttering. You cursed under your breath as he kept a fast pace, hands on your hips, massaging little circles into them with his thumbs.

You kept your hands on the wall, looking back at him with droopy eyes. "Oh shit.." you whispered, closing your eyes, his little puffs of breath, and gasps like music to your ears.

"G-god, I love you," Tony huffed, slamming into you, a quiet clapping coming from the dressing room. You quietly moaned, panting as the knot that had started building continued to do so.

"Gonna cum.." you whispered, mouth hanging open as you choked back noises. "Me too.." Tony huffed in your ear, leaving small lovebites and hickeys on the back and sides of your neck.

Your pussy clenched and his thrusts became more frantic and sloppy, desperate to cum. Your legs trembled, and your knees threatened to buckle.

You slapped a hand over your mouth, trying not to let any noises slip. You bit down on your hand as your eyes rolled and the knot exploded, coming undone on Tony's cock that was still thrusting inside of you.

"Fuck I'm-" he gasped, biting his lip. His dick twitched inside of you, becoming slightly overstimulating. He landed one last thrust inside you, pushing deep inside you as his cum filled your pussy.

The two of you stayed like that for a second, panting and gasping for air as you bathed in the afterglow. "I really just let you fuck me, in a changing room stall." You mumbled.

A giggle came from behind you "Yeah you did," Tony whispered, pulling out and shoving your panties up. "Now you have to not make a mess of yourself."

You realized what he'd done. Your face bright red. You turned around and smacked his shoulder "you dickhead!" You whisper shouted. "You didn't tell me otherwise.." He shrugged, pulling his own pants and boxers up.

You flipped him off and pulled your shirt on, fixing yourself in the mirror. "Next time, I'm leaving you with blue balls." You spat.

***

By the time you and Tony had got out, the guys were all lined up on the wall. Except Jaime, who was still looking for a shirt.

Cockwarming

NOT proofread!

SHIP! sub!Vic Fuentes x dom!Tony Perry

Warnings/tags: Cockwarming, orgasm control, brat taming if you squint?, creampie, no protection (dont b silly wrap that willy!), some spanking, dacryphilia

Vic shifted uncomfortably in Tony's lap, whining for friction. "Stop moving or you'll never get what you want." Tony hummed, stroking Vic's thigh gently. "I've been so good, please I need it.." Vic begged.

"Need or want?" Tony muttered, still focused on whatever the fuck he was working on. Vic bit his lip and tried to stay as still as possible, but Tony had told him about 4 times "5 more minutes and you'll get what you want." and Vic was getting impatient.

He leant back into the absentmindedly working Tony, getting a small kiss on the cheek. That was it? "If you're distracting me, I can't work, if I can't work, I can't finish this, do you want that Vic?" Tony snapped out of his trance to give Vic a unamused expression.

"Y-you can't pause for a few minutes..?" Vic was trying every loophole he could think of. "Then it'll take me longer." Tony mumbled, going back to scribbling away. "Tone.. Please" Vic whispered. Tony gave no response, once again stuck in his writing trance.

Vic tried to gently grind down on Tony's dick that was still buried deep inside him, a smack to his thigh stopping him. He huffed and crossed his arms, rolling his eyes. "I'm almost done, stop being a brat." Tony bit at his lip.

Vic was longing for friction, he was all hot and bothered by now, annoyed at Tony's quick shutdowns to his begging.

"If you pause and give me what I want, I'll suck you off while you finish it.." Vic offered. Tony paused at that, pencil freezing mid letter. Vic could tell he was considering it, by the now tapping pencil. "Fine." Tony agreed. Vic almost jumped up.

Tony lifted Vic off his dick and bent him over that same desk he was working at, shoving himself right back into Vic's stretched puckering hole.

Vic gripped the edge of the desk as Tony started to thrust into him, "Still so f-fucking tight, god damn.." Tony mumbled, one hand landing a spank on Vic's ass. Vic whined, back arching as he moaned like a porn star.

The desk shook underneath the two, pencils and other stationary falling off it. Vic cried out, burying his face into his shoulder and moaning. Tony cursed under his breath, "shit... You take it so well, no matter how many times I fuck you.." He mumbled, a sheen of sweat setting in on his body now.

Vic pushed back into Tony, His dick grazing his prostate, a loud moan being triggered. "Right there yeah?" Tony grinned at how vocal he could make Vic. "y-yes!" Vic panted, lifting his head and clenching as Tony made it a goal to hit that spot every single time.

"gonna cum" Vic warned, dick dripping pre onto the floor. "Already? Someone's desperate." Tony teased. "Hold it." He demanded, slamming his hips into Vic's like it was his job.

Vic's legs shook as he tried to hold it, mumbling about how good it felt and how deep Tony was inside him. "I can't hold it" Vic gasped, clenching around Tony helplessly. "I can hold my work can't I?" Tony retorted, landing another sharp smack on Vic's ass.

Vic nodded, eyes clamping down and legs crumbling under him.

"I got you" Tony's hand wrapped around Vic's waist, holding him up. "Gonna cum inside you baby," He leant his head back as he twitched inside Vic.

"cum.." Tony bit his lip that was raw from already biting it. Vic gasped and cried out, shooting white spurts of cum onto the floor, Tony came soon after, painting Vic's walls white with cum.

The two were slick with sweat, Vic's hair sticking to his forehead. Tony gently slowed his strokes down, coming to a full stop and pulling out.

"You did so good for me, but remember what you said?" Tony reminded as Vic pushed himself up. Vic nodded weakly, dropping to his knees and climbing under the desk.

***

Tony ruffled Vic's hair gently, his cock deep in Vic's throat, throbbing. "Good boy, stay just like that." Tony pushed Vic's head down, Vic's eyes rolling back, tears spilling from them as his tip hit the back of Vic's bruised throat. "God you look so good right now.." He mumbled. Letting Vic's hair go before returning to work.

Punishments

SHIP! domGerard Way x subFrank Iero sighh frerard puppy play oh how i love you

Not proofread + this is really short cus I completely restarted it like twice

Warnings/Tags: Slight puppy play, punishment, degrading, anal, choking, multiple orgasms, handjob, slight spit, pro rev era

"Cmon Frankie, you can give me another," Gerard puppy eyed Frank as if he wasn't viscously jerking him off right then. Frank moaned out, overwhelmed and overstimulated.

"I can't gee," he whined, hips weakly bucking, his dick half hard. "You said that last time, and you gave me another, didn't you?" Gerard combatted his begging.

"That was 2 times ago, f-fuck!" Frank gripped the bedsheets, sweating like a cold drink in the sun.

Gerard sighed and pulled his hand off, cum dripping down it. Gerard shoved his jeans down, kicking his jeans and boxers off. "You think my cock will be enough to make you cum again?" He smirked, lathering some of Frank's excess cum on his hand and using it as lube.

"Be a good puppy for me and take it, okay?" Gerard mumbled, rubbing his pre dripping tip on Frank's ass. "W-what about prep?" Frank whined. "The prep is just the tip." Gerard assured. "Remember, you have to cum 6 times before your punishment is over baby."

Frank moaned half in protest half in pleasure as Gerard slowly pushed his tip in. Frank's head snapped up as Gerard continued to push in. "I-i thought you said just the tip -" He gasped, biting his lip. "God Frankie, I'm sorry, you're so tight its just- fuck- sucking me in -"

Frank threw his head back, whining like a bitch as Gerards dick shoved deep inside him. "Good boy," Gerard mumbled, "Now just 3 more for me, be a good puppy and give me them." He towered over Frank at this angle.

Frank weakly moaned and nodded, Gerard slowly pumped in and out of him, the bed creaking under the two. "Sh-shit!" Frank whined, mouth hanging open.

"3 more, baby." Gerard reminded, his pace picked up to a quicker, more desperate one. Frank's hips bucked and stuttered. "Gonna-!" He whined, "can't even form a sentence, fucked you into a vegetable haven't I?" Gerard made fun of Frank.

Frank choked on moans as he came for the 4th time, tiny spurts of cum shot from his cock, not even close to how much he had came the first time.

"Look at you, shaking and begging for nothing." Gerard cooed, "can barely give me anything cause your so fucked out already?" He pouted. Frank babbled incoherent words that made no sense, gasping and whining. "2 more Frankie"

Frank shook his head, "I can't," he repeated like it was a prayer to a God he didn't believe in.

"I guess I'll stop, and you'll have to give me double tomorrow then.." Gerards pace slowed, Frank perked up. "Please, God no," he whispered, eyes rolling back as Gerard had a satisfied victory smirk on his face.

"That's what I thought." He patted Frank's thigh. Frank was utterly too fucked out to even nod, do anything but cry out and moan. Yes, eventually, he got to 6 orgasms, but is it really a punishment if he got to stop so easily?

Massage, thigh riding, and slight biting

Not proofread

Soft dom!Tony Perry x Sub AFAB! Reader

Warnings/tags: thigh riding, biting, starts out as a massage, pwp, established relationship (bsfs), slightly public? (In studio alone) Tony's glasses era, first 'i love you's

You groaned as you walked into the studio, holding your lower back. "Jesus, my back is killing me right now," you whined, plopping onto the nearest chair.

"Where is everyone?" You asked yourself, noticing the silence. "Oh hey y/n sorry, I totally forgot you were coming in today."

"Oh yeah, it's fine, uhm... So where is everyone..?" You rubbed your lower back. "Vic decided they all needed a lunch break, I'm not hungry, so..." Tony shrugged.

"Fair enough. Do you know any, like, good massage places? My back feels like it just got blown out by Satan's firey dick" You exaggerated. Tony raised a brow at you. "What?" You huffed. "Nothing.." He hummed, nodding his head along to the metronome.

"If you trust me enough, I can give pretty good massages." Tony offered, looking up at you through his thick glasses. You perked up at that, "Do I have to pay you..?" You narrowed your eyes at him.

"I mean, tips are appreciated..." He shrugged, giggling to his own joke as he placed his guitar down.

"Do you want it now?" He asked, fixing his hat. "God, yes, I don't know if I'll make it another day like this." You threw your hands up.

You slowly got up from the chair, grimacing in pain. "Couch?" You arched your back trying to crack it some way. Tony put his hand out in a 'after you' manner.

You nodded and led him to the couch. "Just lay face down," Tony instructed. You obeyed and laid down, turning your head so you were looking at his knees. "Arms up," he guided your arms next to your head.

"Okay, this'll probably be kinda awkward for the first minute or two just close your eyes or something." Tony joked.

You giggled and nodded.

Tony's hands landed on your hips, his thumbs digging into your lower back. You bit your lip in discomfort. Slowly, he drug his hands up, thumbs working in slow circles that were slowly but surely pushing the pain away.

"Shit.." You hummed, sighing in relief as his thumbs worked out knots. "Where did you get so good at this..?" You shifted gently.

"My mom used to ask me to massage her all the time, so I basically just taught myself." He laughed "well your oddly really good at this." You held back a groan as he hit a tight spot in your back. "Fuck..." you whispered, burying your face into the couch.

"Sorry, does it hurt?" He started more gently. "No, no- well, I mean yes, but it hurts so good," you groaned. You heard Tony hum in response.

"Ok, this part is definitely awkward but I swear it works.." He let you sit up, your back already feeling freer.

"So you're just going to sit on my leg and spread your legs as far apart as possible to stretch your hips out, so when you release the tension in your hips, it releases the tension in your back and shoulders"

You raised a brow at him. "You did this with your mom?.." Tony turned red and quickly corrected himself. "Nononono, my dad taught me this one. He did it to my mom," Tony defended himself.

"Ahhh," you nodded, scooting out of the way for him to sit. He sat down and moved his arms out of the way. You hesitantly straddled his thigh, spreading your legs as far as you could in this position, and placed your hands on his shoulders.

"Is this good?" You looked up at him, blushing at the closeness. He nodded and put his hands on your back, his thumbs going back to deliciously digging into those sore spots. You had to hold back moans at this point. Why was he so good at this?

He slowly worked his way up your back, thumbs under your arms.

You sighed a shaky breath, biting your lip. "Fuck.." you shifted on his leg, catching some friction on your crotch. You silently gasped, leaning your head down on his shoulder.

"Is it working?" He giggled, you nodded and groaned out a "God yes.." gently shifting on his thigh, trying to catch some of that sweet friction again.

"Are you uncomfy? I can place a pillow on my leg instead, " he suggested. "No-no, I'm fine..." God, you were pathetic. Getting off on your best friends leg?

You felt yourself getting wetter by the second, slowly trying to go unnoticed as you held back moans in your throat.

"Am I hurting you? Your kinda squirming.." Tony pointed out. "I'm fine, just keep going.." you mumbled. Nuzzling into his neck.

"Are you... Getting off to this..?" He asked. You panicked. "Um- no," you leaned your head up, probably looking as guilty as ever. "You're a bad liar." He stated.

"Jesus, I'm sorry," you groaned, "I mean, I'm not saying I mind.." He looked away, a slight pink covering his face. You paused.

"You what?"

"I'm saying, I think it's kind of hot." He mumbled, hands slightly tensing on your hips. Your face was bright as a tomato right now, I mean, your best friend just told you that he thought you getting off on his leg was hot..

"Can I kiss you?" You blurted out. He nodded, leaning in and pressing your lips together, one hand leaving your hip to deepen it.

Gently, you rocked back and forth on his thigh, which he welcomed, helping you by using the hand that was still on your hip.

You hummed into the kiss, pulling away for both of you to pant, "you have no idea how long I've wanted to do that." You mumbled, reconnecting your lips.

You moaned onto his lips as you rode his leg, his fingers biting into your hips. "Fuck Tony," you whined, "you look so good right now y/n" Tony murmured, kissing your neck gently.

You were sensitive, your jeans all too tight and hot. You slowed your hips to a stop and struggled to shove your jeans off, kicking them onto the floor. Tony ran his fingers along the elastic of your panties, gently snapping them.

"I wouldn't mind if these were off too.." He hummed, nibbling at your neck. Your face flushed, "I- I guess.." You pulled them to the side, not wanting to be fully exposed if someone walked in.

Tony pushed his shorts up so you weren't rubbing against them. You gently rubbed against his thigh, sighing at the sweet friction. You moaned as you dragged your clit slowly against it, dropping your head back on to Tony's shoulder.

"Keep making those noises.." Tony groaned, biting at your neck now, leaving small red marks as he sucked on each bite.

Your riding became more feverish, the slow pace turning needy and pathetic. The wet noises from the arousal against his leg kept you going, and the small mumbles of praise from Tony.

Your back arched as Tony unexpectedly started digging his thumbs back into the long forgotten knots in your back.

"Good?" Tony hummed, kissing up your neck, you nodded "S-so good" you whined.

You reached down and started to rub your clit, humping his leg like your life depended on it.

"I'm close," you whined, gripping onto Tony like he was going to dissappear. "Gonna cum on my leg like a good girl?" He asked, slowly starting to bounce his leg. You nodded, "y-yes,"

The knots that should've been in your back were in your stomach now and were slowly starting to snap.

You babbled incoherent curses and words as you felt your legs slowly start to shake, pussy clenching around nothing.

"Oh, f-fuck! I'm coming!" The "g" dragged out as you bucked your hips against his bouncing thigh, coming all over it.

You rubbed yourself through the high, the massaging actually helping you get through it faster. "Oh my god," you huffed.

Your hips stopped, and so did Tony's bouncing leg, silence rang out.

"I think I love you." You panted, "and I think I love you too." Tony kissed your head.

"So what does this mean?" You lifted your head. "I think it means I'm about to ask you to be my girlfriend."

I am NEVER trusting that "schedule" button ever again. I hate this one lowk, I realized as I was publishing it that i should've js done some vampire shit🫩

Clothed sex and cold

Soft dom!Ray Toro x Sub AFAB!Reader

Warnings/tags: clothed sex (freeing only whats needed), cold, p in v, no protection (wrap it b4 u tap it!), established relationship, praise, dirty talk, jokes during sex??

You had been complaining about the house being cold to Ray almost all day, he'd bundled you up in blankets and sweaters, giving you warm (tea, coffee, hot chocolate wtvr u want!) and yet you were still complaining.

"well baby I don't know how to warm you up I'm sorry," Ray frowned. You sighed and shivered, "are you sure there isn't any other way?" Ray paused. "um, well if your up to it...?" Ray whispered the last part in your ear.

***

You giggled as he gently leaned you down onto the bed, peppering your neck and face in kisses. He pulled the blanket over the two of you, yanking your fluffy pj pants down just as much as he needed. You shivered at the cold hitting your thighs.

"If this doesn't warm you up, I don't know what will," Ray teased, cupping your crotch with his large hands. You hummed in content as he pulled your panties to the side, running a finger up your folds.

"Still cold..." You reminded him. "Oh shut up I'm about to fuck your brains out." Ray rolled his eyes. "Whatever you say gorgeous" your sly remark was followed by a moan as he slipped a spit covered finger inside you.

"Shit Ray.." you sighed, whining as he pumped it inside you, gently curling it before adding a second. "Warming up now?" He raised a brow. "Shut up" you mumbled, leaning your head back onto the pillows.

You squirmed beneath Ray as his thumb reached up to rub your clit, fingers still pumping in and out of you. You were definitely getting warmer...

He gently pulled his fingers out and sucked them clean. He shoved his pants and boxers down just so his hard cock that had spilled out was free.

You bit your lip at it, looking up at Ray. "Don't look at me like that baby" He dipped down to kiss you as his tip prodded at your entrance, a muffled whine leaving you.

He pulled away to groan as he pushed inside you. The two of you sighed in unison as he bottomed out. Muttering curses as he gently pulled almost all the way out, then shoving back in.

You moaned as his hips met yours with slaps, slaps that slowly sped up. You bounced lightly as Ray fucked you, the both of you moaning. "No way your not warm now" Ray joked.

"More like a cold s-sweat-" You teased, Ray rolled his eyes playfully and pushed your thighs up against your chest, reaching deeper inside you.

You cried out, his dick hitting your G-spot. "R-right there fuck!" You cried.

"You look so gorgeous right now, and your doing so good for me.." Ray kissed your neck, hips meeting yours feverishly. "Gonna- cum!" You moaned. Ray nodded and agreed.

You panted as sweat stuck your hair to your face, eyes squeezing shut as you felt your legs shake and your hips buck. You called Ray's name as your orgasm racked through you. "God yes, sound so good baby" Ray whispered.

You slowly came down from your orgasm, Ray moaning and pulling out to cum on your lower stomach. He grabbed a shirt on the floor and quickly wiped you two up.

You pulled your pants back up and so did Ray, flopping down next to you to cuddle you. Snuggled up under the blankets Ray mumbled a "still cold now?"

You giggled tiredly, shaking your head 'no'.

Mutual masturbation

SHIP! - Perriado, Tony Perry x Jaime Preciado

Warnings/tags: Mutual masturbation, shy, first kiss, awkward, pwp afftd era, am i doing this right?

"What do you think its like to be with a guy?" Jaime thought aloud, staring at the TV blankly as Tony slowly turned his attention to Jaime. "... What..?" He groaned. "You've been at my house for a hour and your already saying weird shit." He placed his head in his hands.

"No- dude like, think about it, since your with another guy, you get along better, like girls always want to go shopping or something, and if your dating a guy, then like, you guys could just play video games together." Jaime reasoned. "Are you trying to tell me something?" Tonys face scrunched up. "No- Well I dunno," Jaime shrugged.

"Well like.. I'm not homophobic so.." Tony looked away, the awkward silence being filled by whatever was on TV. "Would you date a guy?" Tony looked over, Jaime didn't. "Um, maybe..? It depends on the guy I guess.." Jaime flopped backwards, laying down on Tonys bed. "Would you?" Jaime looked at the ceiling. Tony flopped down beside him.

"I guess the same thing, depends on the guy." Tony looked over to Jaime, who slowly turned to look at him. "Would you date..." Jaime trailed off. "date..?" Tony repeated. "I dunno, Like Vic?"

Tony broke eye contact, thinking about it. "Maybe, but I don't really know him like I know, you I guess?" Tony looked back at Jaime. "Would you.. Date me..?" Jaime nervously asked. Tony thought for a moment. "yeah, I mean, I know you well, you know me well.. So yeah.." Tony's face was slowly burning up. "Would you date me..?" Tony looked away. "yeah- of course, why wouldn't I?" Jaime quickly responded.

The silence between them was deafening. "Would you like, kiss a guy?" Jaime kept with questions. "I mean, if I was dating him then yeah I'd kinda have to.." Tony furrowed his brows. "Oh, yeah I guess"

Tony could guess what would happen next, "Would you kiss... Me?"

Tonys face burned, he felt his stomach do flips. What does he say? 'yeah I'd love to kiss you' the thought of kissing his best friend made him have butterflies.

"I- I guess..." Tony chewed his lip. "Well..." Jaime mumbled. "Do you.. Like want to, try?" Tony suggested, his face probably red as a tomato. "I mean.. If you want to.." Silence.

"Um, so, how are we gonna..?" Tony mumbled, the two boys sitting up. "I guess just how you would kiss a girl?" Jaime shrugged, wiping his hands discreetly on his jeans. Tony nodded, sucking in a breath.

The boys slowly leaned in, their eyes flickering to each others lips. Jaime's hand landed on Tonys jaw, pulling him in and pressing their lips together. Tony left out a breath he didn't know he was holding.

The kiss was weirdly feverish, like they had both been waiting for this. Tonys hands landed on Jaime's face, as he crawled closer to him, nearly sitting in his lap. The two pulled away, gasping for air. It was like they both mentally agreed that they didn't want to stop, the both of them smashing their lips back together.

Tony let Jaime push him down, laying underneath his best friend, whose knee pushed into his crotch. Tony whined as he felt himself getting hard. Was he really this turned on by his best friend? Was that feeling earlier not just nervousness?

"Shit- sorry-" Jaime panted as he pulled away. "No- no- its fine I-.. I liked it.." Tony looked away. Jaime nodded. "same.."

"So what now..?" Jaime said, still pinning Tony on the bed. "Were both uh.." Jaime gestured to both of their hard-ons, blushing.

"We could.." Tony stopped himself before he could suggest it. "Could..?" Jaime asked expectantly. "j- jerk off um.. Together.." Tony whispered. Jaime nodded, stumbling over his words. "That's not like, sex right? That doesn't count?"

Jaime sat up, letting Tony sit up too. They shuffled awkwardly, both of their hands stalling as they fumbled with their belt buckles. Jaime was the first to slip his jeans off, left in his boxers with a painfully hard dick. Tony followed quickly shoving them off and kicking them to his floor.

"so do we just.. Like, yano..." Jaime blushed. "i- I guess..?" Tony shrugged. Tony ran his fingers along his boxers elastic, stalling it, glancing at Jaime. "Can you maybe just.. Like, distract me while I do it?" Tony rubbed his arm. Jaime cocked a brow but nodded. "I mean, sure?"

Jaime crawled towards Tony, pulling him into a kiss while he struggled to pull his own boxers down. Tony gasped as Jaime's hand slid up his thigh, snapping the elastic of his waistband gently against his hips.

Tony slowly but surely slipped his boxers off, placing them by his leg. Giving Tony one last kiss Jaime pulled away, gently panting. "Are you ready..?" Tony nodded.

"Do you have like, lube or something?" Jaime looked around, Tony reached into his bedside table and pulled out a small bottle of it, pouring some in his hand before passing it to his 'friend'.

Jaime threw it to the side after pouring some on his hand. The two wouldn't make eye contact as they spread it over their dicks.

Quietly the two slowly started pumping themselves, becoming hyperaware of the TV playing a movie now. The first sound made was Tony letting out a small shaky breath as he gently rubbed his tip, the breath turning into a whine.

Oh fuck Jaime thought, biting his lip, stroking himself to his best friend starting to buck his hips into his hand. Did he want to fuck his best friend?

Tony looked up at Jaime, blushing at him already looking at him. "Don't stare at me like that Hime.." Tony whispered, "I can't not when you look so good like this.." Jaime groaned, tilting his head back.

Tony moaned quietly, hips meeting his fist as he fucked it gently. Maybe the two were getting off to each other, maybe they were desperate.

"Can I- hnngg... Can I kiss you?" Tony practically begged. Jaime nodded leaning against the wall the bed was pushed up against. Tony threw himself up against Jaime, attacking his lips with his. Their chests heaving as they moaned against each others lips, the TV long forgotten.

Jaime cursed underneath his breath as he felt the delicious friction of Tony's thighs bucking against his. "'m c-close" Tony whispered. The two boy's body's slick with a sheen of sweat.

"Shit- me too," Jaime's voice cracking. Jaime repeated curses like they were prayers.

Tony let out a cry as his hips stuttered, his head falling onto Jaime's shoulder, "hold it for me Tone.." Jaime whispered, feeling Tony weakly nod against his shoulder.

Jaime bucked into his fist as the knot built up, gasping as his dick twitched inside his fist. "n-now" Jaime moaned, his own hips stuttering.

The two boys moaned out as they came, shooting their warm cum onto each others shirts, chests heaving as they leaned onto each other.

The silence was broken by Tony. "What does this mean for, like us y'know.."

"I- I dunno.. What do you want it to mean?" Jaime murmured. Tony shrugged and gently stroked the back of the other boys neck with his thumb. "We can just see where this takes us then" Jaime shrugged, kissing behind Tonys ear.

Feminization and spanking !

Sub! Tony Perry x Dom!AFAB reader

NOT proofread

Warnings/tags: feminization (did i even do it right?), spanking, pegging, selfish machines era, slight humiliation, he's such a sub I'm sorry, mentions of boy pussy ig??? (I'm losing it) pwp, I redid the intro like 4 times then gave up on it so straight into the smuh

You smacked Tony's ass as he crawled up onto the bed, the skirt he was wearing barely covering anything. "Ass up," you said, grabbing the lube from your drawer, the strap already on the bed next to you.

"Gonna fuck your little tight boy pussy isn't that right?" You smirked, putting lube on your fingers. You rimmed his hole gently, the finger slipping right in. "Tony baby? Tell me, why would my finger be slipping right inside you like that?" You pulled it back, placing your hands on his ass.

He stumbled over his words, "I dunno." he finally spat out. You spanked his ass hard, and he whimpered, body tensing. "Don't lie to me." You hissed, caressing the appearing red spot. "I- I'm not -" he whimpered, you laid another spank on his ass, a gasp leaving him.

"Did you touch yourself earlier? Is that why?" You gave his ass a squeeze. Tony went to speak before stopping himself, a small 'yes' squeaking out of him. "I can't hear you," you mumbled, pulling your hand back. "I did!-" Tony cried out.

You landed another harsh smack on his ass, the cheeks turning turning red. He whined out in pain again. "Guess I don't have to prep you then.." You hummed, pulling the strap on, slicking it with lube.

Prodding his hole, he sucked in a breath, body tensing. "The tenser you are the harder it is" you cooed, running your hand up and down his back. He breathed out, and you shoved in, a loud cry ripping from him. "Don't you love it when I stretch your tight fucking pussy" you hummed, landing gentle smacks on his ass.

Tony nodded, panting as you slowly thrusted in and out, his hole puckering around the dick. "You like it when I treat you like a girl?" Your hips met his, gasps, pants, and whines coming from the boy in front of you. You slapped his ass, a clap ringing out followed by a cry. "answer me." You thrusted in, hard. "Y-yes! Oh ff-fuck yes!" Tony cried.

"good boy, or should I say girl?" you spat, slamming your hips into his. He moaned out, body trembling as his arms struggled to keep him up. "You need me to hold you up? Your pathetic girl arms can't hold you?" You laughed, pulling him up flush against your chest, reaching deeper inside him.

Tonys body jerked as you fucked into him, "r-right there, oh g-od" His voice broke as he whined. "Can you take me jerking you off too? Or will you cum everywhere?" Your hand trailed down, landing on his base, then gently starting to stroke him, pre dripping down his shaft already. "I c-ant- gonna cum" His hips bucked into your hand.

Humming as he convulsed and jerked, legs shaking as spurts of white cum shot from his dick, landing on the sheets in front of him. You slowed your hand and hips, slowing to a stop eventually. "Good girl" you praised, pulling out and letting go of him. Tony flopped down onto the bed, whining and panting. you wiped up the cum off the sheets, flopping next to him.

"Did I do good?" His eyes fluttering shut. "always" You kissed his forehead and stroked his hair till he fell asleep.