oooh. what about Victoria blackmailing Cassie after they kiss like, "i'll tell everyone you kissed me, if you don't have the decency to fuck me, too."
*stumbles in wearing a shirt that says 'I ❤️ SEXUALLY CHARGED BLACKMAIL' on the front* sorry this took so longggg, ended up being almost 1k words so hopefully that makes up for it
dead dove, do not eat: dubcon/noncon, manipulation, blackmail, guiltkay <3, rough sex, strap-ons, size kink. victoria is kinda awful here but its okay because cassie wuvs her <3
"Victoria. No. We can't." Cassie pushes her away gently, hand hovering over Victoria's shoulder as if trying to keep her from leaning in again.
They're both breathing heavy, sitting on Cassie's sofa. A stolen kiss had devolved quickly into moaning into each others mouths. But when Victoria shifted, moving into Cassie's lap, straddling her thighs, the reality of the situation hit Cassie like a truck.
A string of spit connected their lips for a brief moment when Cassie pulled away, and Cassie can see the LINE of it clinging to Victoria's chin. She wants to wipe it away with her thumb. She resists the urge.
Victoria blinks at her, expression clearly frustrated. Cassie sighs, leaning back against the cushion and putting rubbing her face with her hands. Partially hiding in shame, partially shielding herself from the look on Victoria's face.
"I'm sorry. I should've stopped us sooner, I thought I'd have more control."
"Why are we stopping?" Victoria's voice is tense, a little choked. "I thought you wanted this. I thought you wanted me."
"Fuck," Cassie groans, licking her lips like a nervous dog. She can't meet Victoria's eyes. "It's complicated."
"It's really not. You either want me or you don't." Victoria shifts in Cassie's lap. Her voice is shaky and stern all at once. "Look at me when I'm talking to you."
The words are said like Cassie's a child being reprimanded. She winces a bit, but she tilts her head up to meet Victoria's gaze.
"Tell me." Victoria, an unstoppable force pushes again. "Tell me the truth, Cassie. You want this."
It's not a question.
"I do," Cassie admits, voice small, as if whispering takes away the weight of the situation. "I want you, Victoria."
"Then it's fine," Victoria says quickly. "We both want this. So there's no need to stop."
"I wish it were that simple."
"You're the one making it difficult." Victoria gestures vaguely to Cassie, then runs her hands through her hair, exasperated. She looks so pretty with her hair down. "You kissed me."
"I did."
It was mutual, really. Both of them leaned in, after Cassie initially hesitated. But it's an undeniable fact that Cassie enthusiastically pressed her lips against Victoria's. That Cassie opened her mouth when Victoria swept her tongue across Cassie's bottom lip. That Cassie savored the taste of Victoria's spit mixing with her own.
Cassie is struck once more with the reality that Victoria is still in her lap. She can't bring herself to push her off. It's a lot like the kiss. She let it happen. A passive willingness that could, in some twisted way, offer some sort of plausible deniability. She wasn't taking advantage of Victoria, she just allowed Victoria to take what she wanted.
Victoria takes Cassie's hands and settles them on her hips. Cassie tries to pull back, but though her hands are shaky, she settles them in place, strokes her thumbs over Victoria's hip bones.
"I've been waiting for this for so long," Victoria murmurs, breathing hitched. "I don't want to go back to sexual tension that goes nowhere."
Before Cassie can speak again, before she can try once more to tell Victoria that this is a bad idea, Victoria says something that makes her freeze.
"I'll tell everyone."
"What?"
"I'll tell everyone you kissed me if you don't have the decency to fuck me too," Victoria's voice sounds strangely steady as she threatens Cassie. "If you don't just take what you want and fuck me, everyone's gonna think you're some sort of pervert. Preying on your favorite little med student."
"Victoria..." Cassie's voice cracks. She doesn't know what the consequences would be like. She wasn't technically in charge of Victoria, but if Victoria framed it as assault, the power dynamics of it all wouldn't even matter. Everything she worked for would be gone.
It was cold. Cruel, even.
That's why when Cassie kisses Victoria again, it's not gentle. Their teeth clack together with the clumsy force that Cassie puts into the kiss, panting heavily into each others mouths.
Victoria is easy to lift up, Cassie learns as she carries her to the bedroom. She also learns that Victoria's skin is so soft, and her tits are sensitive, and she's really fucking loud when Cassie does anything to her.
Maybe it's a little bit of revenge when Cassie starts being rougher than she thought she'd be if they ever finally fucked. Victoria asked for it, after all. Threatened her for it. So she should be able to take it.
Cassie grunts as much in Victoria's ear as she's pressed up against her back. The toy that Cassie chose to slide into the her strap-on harness was definitely on the too big side, but it's what Victoria deserved.
Looking at them now, no one would assume that less than an hour ago, Victoria was threatening to ruin Cassie's life as if it were nothing. Stretched open on Cassie's cock, Victoria has been reduced to a blubbering mess. Clawing at the sheets, hair clinging to her face and neck from the sweat.
"'s too much, Cassie," Victoria slurs. "Can't."
"What's wrong, baby?" Cassie pants, gripping Victoria's chin and holding her face up from where she was hiding in the sheets. Victoria's eyes are glazed over, drool on her lips. "You wanted this, didn't you?"
"Mhmm," Victoria whines and nods pathetically, tears tracking down her flushed cheeks. Cassie kisses them. "But it hurts."
Neither of them are sure how many orgasms Cassie has yanked from Victoria's body at this point, but she's past the point of overstimulation. Cassie doesn't care though. Not when Victoria is still moaning and rocking her hips back against Cassie's thrusts, as if her body were possessed by pure need.
"I'm doing exactly what you said to, baby. I'm taking what I want. So be a good girl and take it."
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For my fic: [Nothing but a broken toy], should I have chapters that check in on the Strawhats?
Yes, I want to see what they're doing
No, stay focused on Sanji and Zoro
Doesn't matter to me
Other (please tell me what you're thinking)
Remaining time: 2 days 21 hours
I've been debating on if I should make use of my extensive notes for this fic and have other chapters that focus on Luffy and the strawhats or some of the other characters that are important to the story. I know it's my fic and I can do what I want, but I do like to hear other people's thoughts on it.
cnc w baran & overstim. she's begging to stop, saying she can't take it anymore it hurts please stop but she hasn't said her safe word yet so she gets ignored, legs pushed even further apart, held down as she tries to twist away
"C'mon, baby, you can do it. Just want a couple more out of you," you smile down at Baran, relishing in the sight. Wrecked and breathless, writhing away from every little touch. Her cunt is so soaked, so swollen, her clit puffy and aching. Even so much as a simple puff of air against it makes Baran's body jerk. You lean in and do exactly that, letting out the softest little breath against her cunt. Baran whines and tries to reach down and tug you away. Her movements are clumsy, though, so you manage to escape her fumbling hand. "Nuh-uh. I'm not done with you yet."
Before you touch her again, you give her a tiny moment of peace so that you can sit back and admire your work. Five orgasms in has left her beautiful skin coated in sweat. Her curls are a mess, fanned out on the pillow, but tangled from her constant thrashing. You'll definitely have to brush them out later, not that you mind that in the slightest. Those deep brown eyes are glassy and unfocused, hardly able to concentrate on you hovering over her.
As you reach between her legs again and your fingers brush against her pussy, Baran lets out the most broken whimper you've ever heard from her. You ignore it, pushing two fingers into her aching hole. She tries to clamp her thighs together to keep you from moving, but she's too weak right now, so you easily yank them apart again.
"Stop, stop please," Baran sobs, and you can't tell if her hips are meeting your thrusts or trying to run from them. You're not sure she knows either. "It hurts."
"That's not your safeword," you hum, curling your fingers just right. Baran arches off the bed, cunt clamping around your fingers in steady pulses. "You know what you need to say to make it stop, Baran."
You don't fully slow, but you ease up a tiny bit on pressing against her g-spot, giving her a brief moment of clarity to see if she really wants to tap out.
"Look at me, baby." You encourage. Baran's chest heaves as she looks at you, slow blinking and giving you an adorable fucked-out pout. You raise an eyebrow, waiting for a response.
"Stop," Baran repeats. "Stop, can't do it."
You chuckle and push another finger into her cunt. Baran's head lolls back against the pillows, succumbing to the sensations.
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Okay hear me out, Cassie straight breaking reader 🙂↕️
notes: "straight" fem reader is dating chad (dont worry he doesnt appear), dubcon, straightbreaking (for those unaware, basically fucking somoene til they admit they're gay/"turn" gay), fingering
this ended up 1k words oops!! i really like this concept but i dont actually know how much i love my execution here soooo idk i might return to it because cassie stealing chad's gf is a yummy concept
“Cassie? Oh man, sorry, I assumed Chad told you that he took Harrison to hang out with a friend.”
You lean against the apartment door casually. Cassie is eyeing you up and down. She often does when she picks up her son. Chad told you to watch out for her, that she’d caused trouble with his previous girlfriends. But she seemed nice enough towards you, so you’ve been kind in turn. There was no use in animosity between you two, especially if things with Chad ever got more serious.
“Will they be back soon?” Cassie asks, looking a bit frustrated. She values her time with Harrison, and even a few hours that get cut into feel like they’re an intentional act from Chad.
“Should be. Maybe in an hour or two? Why don’t you come in, since you’re already here.”
Cassie nods and thanks you, slinking into the apartment. You ask her about her day and get her a soda. She’s flipping through some schoolwork of Harrison’s that he left on the table.
“He’s been doing better in math this quarter,” you mention as she smiles at his graded papers. “He said you helped him.”
“I try,” Cassie shrugs. “They’ve changed a lot since I was in school. Which is dumb, why are you changing math? It’s math!”
“Right?” you laugh. “They’ve even added new stuff since I was in his grade and that was a lot more recently.”
Cassie raises an eyebrow at the unintentional jab at her age. You wince. “Sorry. I didn’t mean—“
It’s a sensitive topic. Chad said his last girlfriends age was a huge issue with Cassie. She’s never brought it up or made any comments towards you, but the way she would stare at you intensely made you wonder if she felt similarly.
“I know what you meant,” Cassie smiles, but it’s a bit tighter than would put you at ease. But then she sets the papers down and leans back, arm draped over the back of the couch behind you. If you leaned back all the way, it would practically be around you. Her eyes dart over your face. “You’re too good for him y’know. For Chad.”
“Cassie…” you sigh, shifting uncomfortably.
“Really. I mean, a pretty young thing like you could have anyone you want. Plus, you’re way too sweet for his…assholery.”
“He’s nice to me,” you mumble, but your heart isn’t really in it. Not after you saw him flirting with one of your neighbors.
“Hm,” Cassie hums. She reaches over and brushes a stray bit of hair off your forehead and back into place. You weren’t expecting the contact, so you reflexively pull back. “I’m not gonna hurt you.”
“I didn’t think you would.” also not convincing. You still aren’t one hundred percent sure what happened that caused the restraining order and ankle monitor Chad mentioned. “Just didn’t expect you to touch me.”
“It’s hard to resist, honestly,” Cassie’s voice drops a bit lower. Raspier. You shift away from her a bit. She leans into your space more. “I could treat you better than him.”
“Cassie, I dont—“
“Could buy you nice things too. Bet Chad doesn’t do that.”
He doesn’t. But…
“Cassie, I’m not gay.”
You expect her to pull away. Maybe apologize. But she just smiles at you. “I thought the same thing when I was with him. But then I realized what I really needed.”
A hand on your thigh. Your breath hitches. You don’t pull away. You’re scared of what will happen if you do.
“I can help show you, honey.” Cassie leans in, close enough that you can feel her breath against your cheek. “It’ll feel so good. Promise.”
Your eyes Flutter shut as Cassie starts leaving a path of kisses along your jaw and down your neck. A trail of wetness is left in her wake, thanks to her tongue darting out to taste your skin. You don't know what to do. You feel frozen in place. You never would've thought this is something you wanted. Cassie was a good looking woman, of course that couldn't be denied, but she' a woman. Women were off your radar.
So why do you feel your panties clinging to your cunt with wetness?
It wasn't like this with Chad. It's never felt like this.
Curiosity gets the better of you. You let Cassie push your top off and suck on your nipples, her warm mouth eager and sloppy and sending shivers down your body.
By the time Cassie's hand pushes under your sweatpants, the fabric of your underwear is totally soaked through. Her fingers can barely find any friction, slipping messily over your clit.
"For someone who's 'not gay', you seem to like this," Cassie mumbles against your neck.
"I'm not," you insist, hips bucking into her hand. "You're just good at this."
"Oh, so I'm special?"
"Mhm. Besides, s'normal for women to find each other hot."
"Uh huh."
"And even kiss and stuff sometimes."
"Very normal."
"You know," you huff out, clenching around her fingers as she curls just right, hitting a spot that Chad has never even fucking bothered to reach. "He would probably say this doesn't even count. Made jokes about it before."
"Sounds about right," Cassie growls, thrusting harder at the mention of her ex. "What's your point?"
"My point is," you pant, nearing the edge faster than you thought possible. "If he thinks it doesn't count, then I'm not cheating on him. And it wouldn't matter if we…"
"If we what, baby?" Cassie knows what you're going to say, just wants to hear you ask for it.
"If we did this again sometime."
"I haven't even made you come yet, and you're already asking for next time," Cassie laughs, adding another finger just so she can watch your eyes roll back. "Sure, honey. Next time we're going to my place though."
"Yeah, yeah sounds good," you half-moan. "Anything you want, as long as you keep doing that—fuck!" if Cassie wasn't paying attention, you might have rolled off the couch as your orgasm tore through you. Your pants are soaked now, slick dripping down your thighs and making the fabric feel icky against your skin.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 3/?
Fandom: One Piece (Anime & Manga)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con
Relationships: Roronoa Zoro/Sanji, Donquixote Doflamingo/Sanji
Characters: Sanji (One Piece), Roronoa Zoro, Donquixote Doflamingo, Trafalgar D. Water Law, Monkey D. Luffy, Sabo (One Piece)
Additional Tags: Dressrosa Arc, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Major Character Injury, Sanji becomes Doflamingo's Corazon, Zoro turns into a Tiger Plushie, Based on an AU by Sailf1sh, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Tags May Change, Donquixote Doflamingo is His Own Warning, Sanji-Typical Nosebleeds (One Piece), Whole Cake Island Arc Spoilers, Dressrosa Arc (One Piece) Spoilers, Heavy Angst
Summary:
One of the Strawhat Pirates would make a perfect addition to his family. His new little Corazon.
Zoro wants to do everything he can to protect Sanji, but he's powerless to stop such a monster as he is.
Sanji knows he messed up, falling for such an obvious trick. He wants to go home so badly, but at least he has a small green tiger plush with him to comfort him through the worst of Doflamingo's abuse. Even if he can't remember where the toy came from.
Luffy refuses to give up, and as much as he hates it, he knows that Law is right. They need a new plan, especially if they're going to save Sanji and take Doflamingo down.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 2/?
Fandom: One Piece (Anime & Manga)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con
Relationships: Roronoa Zoro/Sanji, Donquixote Doflamingo/Sanji
Characters: Sanji (One Piece), Roronoa Zoro, Donquixote Doflamingo, Trafalgar D. Water Law, Monkey D. Luffy, Sabo (One Piece)
Additional Tags: Dressrosa Arc, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Major Character Injury, Sanji becomes Doflamingo's Corazon, Zoro turns into a Tiger Plushie, Based on an AU by Sailf1sh, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Tags May Change, Donquixote Doflamingo is His Own Warning, Sanji-Typical Nosebleeds (One Piece), Whole Cake Island Arc Spoilers, Dressrosa Arc (One Piece) Spoilers, Heavy Angst
Summary:
One of the Strawhat Pirates would make a perfect addition to his family. His new little Corazon.
Zoro wants to do everything he can to protect Sanji, but he's powerless to stop such a monster as he is.
Sanji knows he messed up, falling for such an obvious trick. He wants to go home so badly, but at least he has a small green tiger plush with him to comfort him through the worst of Doflamingo's abuse. Even if he can't remember where the toy came from.
Luffy refuses to give up, and as much as he hates it, he knows that Law is right. They need a new plan, especially if they're going to save Sanji and take Doflamingo down.
