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well then:) have some the walking dead visuals:)
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cw: fingering, spanking, rough sex in general, kissing, bondage, cnc,
{ again, looks of the people in the vids have nothing to do with how I see the characters or readers, most vids are straight porn unless said otherwise, ignore captions on the vids; all links are twt}
♡ - Sometimes he can't help himself. quiet mornings when everyone is still asleep are his favourite to spend with you, even if it is just a few minutes.
♡ - Coming back to you after a supply run that lasted just a little too long, he needs to show you how much he missed you.
♡ - even if he doesn't always feel up for sex, he makes sure you dont leave unhappy
♡ - daryl really isnt the person you'd wanna mouth off to, ever
♡ - the others are really starting to wonder why daryl always asks you to come on runs with him
♡ - stress balls :)
♡ - Anywhere and anytime he can get you, you best believe he'll take you.
♡ - he knows you cant always keep quiet when you two fuck, but hes more than happy to help you a little.
♡ - calm afternoons
♡ - Negan's got a way of showing you just how much you'll love staying with him.
♡ - sure hed take you out on a date, you'd just have to ask! even if the outbreak makes it hard to plan something nice, a picnic's always nice.
♡ - breaking in new arrivals isn't always as easy as is it is with you
♡ - showing you who's boss
♡ - you like to think youre in control when you're on top of him, but he tends to show you that you're not pretty quick.
♡ - sneaking into your tent at night so he can make sure you don't forget who takes the best care of you
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Reader is Rhysands little sister and the princess of the night court. Azriel is her mate and a kinky mother fucker. I hope y’all like this and if you have any ideas, please message me!!
The whole night court is gathered in the hall in the House of Wind. A celebration of starfall has begun and you can feel the familiar thrum of magic around you. Azriel, your mate warned you to be careful because tonight, fae became very… horny and excited. Deciding to get away from the party, you go to the top floor balcony. You feel someone's eyes on you immediately. Before you can turn around Azriels shadows swirl around you and you feel his warmth against your back. “Hiding princess?”
A shiver runs down your spine, his hands run down your back and land on the round of your ass. The mate bond between the two of you thrums to life and it makes your magic spark. Warmth spreads between your thighs as his shadows swirl up your dress and toy with your underwear. You laugh, “Azriel… I-I oh fuck” one of his rebelious shadows swirls around your clit and it makes your knees buckle. The shadow starts to move back and forth causing the best rhythm against your clit. Your skin flushes at the thought of anyone being able to hear you this close to orgasm. Azriel whispers in your ear, “you look so fucking good tonight baby… but I think you naked would look so much better dont you think love?”
Your hips grind against nothing and whimpers tumble out of your mouth. “A-a-azriel… oh my god, please, yes…” Thats all he needed to hear. He throws you over his shoulder and carries you to his room. He slowly unzips your gown and throws you on his bed. His shadows go wild, the one on your clit goes crazy, moving it up and down and in circles. Two wrap tightly around your nipples and twist and squeeze over and over. Azriel pulls back your underwear and grins at how wet you are. “Youre so fucking wet love…” He slides one finger in and feels how tight you are. One stroke against your g spot and all of his moving shadows has you screaming out as you cum. You blush with embarrassment of cumming too early, but he doesn’t give you a break or time to be embarrassed. A deep chuckle comes from his chest, “fuck you look devine when you cum” he adds in another finger as you writhe and moan. His large fingers stretch you to the fine line of pain and pure bliss. His fingers continue their movements against your g spot and his shadows snake in around his fingers causing you to yelp in pleasure as they stretch you. He growls, “good fucking girl. Taking my fingers and shadows so good baby. Give me more”
His words nearly throw you over the edge. His shadows move faster and faster against your nipples and clit. His fingers move fast and fuck you so swiftly you feel light headed. A shadow swirls around your tight asshole and pushes in. The movement of his fingers in your pussy and his shadow in your tight asshole throws you over the ledge. You whole body tenses as your walls quake around him in pleasure. A scream leaves your lips as you squirt all over his hand and dress shirt. He growls and starts to lick up your juice and he groans like a starved man. He grabs your throat and puts his fingers in his mouth so you can watch how much he enjoys tasting you. He can feel you shaking and releases the three shadows on your nipples and clit but leaves the one in your ass. He kisses you softly, “good girl, lets get you some water and go again.”
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if you see something you don’t like, ignore it! this will be my p links master list so if you guys have any links you’d like me to add, just send them in my inbox! i’m open to more cm characters!
demon!dean is obvs a little darker & more dominant in my opinion, so I wrote him as such
demon dean: holds down your doughy thighs, absolutely soiling your puffy cunt in tacky cum. he’s had you like this for god knows how long, forcing himself to the absolute hilt within you. watching your lungs stutter up, your thighs twitch and tighten, eyes glazed over, muscles flexing round him. he didn’t tire out, thanks to demon strength. 
“na—ah m’gonna have you cumming on my cock till you pass out, makin’ a fuckin mess outta you” he whispers all gravely.
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demon dean: has you perched over his lap, bringing his hand down in a sharp smack, right on your ass. the sound echoes through the room, and you let out a loud yelp.
“yeah, you like that huh? dressing up like a whore and then getting treated like one.” he left a hard smack to your ass again, both globes already burning red, branded with his handprints.
desperate sounds echoe through the room, squirming and whining for him to give you what you wanted. "how's that, baby? this needy little cunt like being played with?"
he wasn’t going to give you what you wanted just yet.
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demon dean: starts with an “open up”. he slaps the inside of each knee and you willingly spreads as far as you can, leaning back against him.
“shh, don’t want sammy to find you like this, hm? or do you want that, sweet girl?” he purred, taunting in your ear. one hand coming to rest possessively on your delicate throat.
he doesn’t stop when he rips orgasm after orgasm from you, being away so long had him missing that... the sound of your mewls, cries, pure pleasure. he wanted to hear you cry out, the overstimulated mess you were.
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demon dean: was stroking his cock to the polaroid picture of you, taken before he turned a demon. a little skimpy outfit you’d worn, just for him.
it was supposed to be something to take the edge off when he’d gone away on hunt’s for a while, but now the sliver of rationale left in his mind, was telling him to stay away from you, to not corrupt you.
he settled for his hand, stroking and working the length of his swollen pink cock, making a mess. his eyes were glued to that picture of you, imagining your hands… better yet your mouth doing the work instead.
I decided to write for Kinktober and I'm really excited to experiment with smut and new characters as well! I have a fic planned for each day, and hopefully I will be able to write them all in time, so fingers crossed🤞🏻 (delusional thoughts of an ovulating girl)
I might make a specific kinktober tag list if someone is interested. Just let me know by leaving a comment on this post.
These will all be character x f!reader fics and mostly drabbles/short one-shot. Smut and language won't be included in the warnings because I think they're a given for kinktober.
The order of the fics might change at any moment since the current one is totally casual. Also, there's a possibility of a few themes/characters changing.
18+ minors do not interact or click the links! Each link contains porn. All links are from twitter. You must be logged into Twitter for the links to open!
includes: Spencer Reid, Aaron Hotchner, Luke Alvez, and Derek Morgan.
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𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 summary: being bratty at your boyfriend all day had only one solution he knew would work (Negan Smith x fem!reader)
𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 setting: before ricks group get involved (if this makes sense?)
𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 warnings: smut, p in v, creampie (it’s negan are we surprised??), choking, daddy kink, negan is a tease, reader is described to have been bratty, lmk if i missed any
𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 word count: 1.1k
𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 a/n: this would fix me icl
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Negan had been busy all day, and when he was with you he wasn’t giving you any attention. there was one sure fire way you knew how to get his attention, but it always led to a punishment in return.
so that’s how you ended up like this, on your back on his bed while he sat between your spread legs. he had you bare beneath him while he still had on his boxers, his bulge evident behind the gray fabric.
“try again sweetheart”
he coaxed, trying to pull a genuine apology from you while he continued to tease you; just as you had earlier in the day.
his hands rested on your outer thighs and soothed across the skin, your calves hooked loosely around his hips while your head rolled to the side. eyes hooded and close to closing, and a pout plastered across your face as you babbled out again.
“said i’m sorry”
he chuckled, shaking his head before leaning down closer to you. letting go of your legs to brace himself on the pillows on either side of your head, his face inches from yours.
titling your head back to meet his gaze and whining as he still hadn’t touched you despite having you naked below him.
“try again”
he tried, wanting to hear that one name fall from your lips. his eyes searched yours and chuckling again as they rolled into the back of your head at the teasing roll of his hips, barely enough to give any proper relief but just enough to tease.
“daddy— ‘m sorry, please”
sitting up on his knees again and pulling another whine from you at the loss of his closeness, reaching your hands up to try and pull him back to you only for them to be pinned to the bed above your head.
his free hand soothed across your chest, palming at one of your boobs and thumb rolling one of your pert nipples before sliding up to wrap around your throat, fingers applying light pressure and the moan that left you all the confirmation he needed.
“yeah baby? you sorry?”
tone completely teasing, and the smirk plastered across his face backed that fact up. nodding in response, only for his thumb to swipe along your lips before pushing past them, and a grunt leaving him as your tongue swirled around his thumb, his grip around your throat tightening even more.
“shit— you’re a minx, y’know that sweetheart?”
he grit out, his other hand letting go of both of yours to pull down the waistband of his boxers. leaving them mid thigh while his cock sprung free, jutting out and hitting against his lower stomach. the tip reddened and leaking with pre, coating the trail of hairs leading from his bellybutton to the base of him.
“this what you wanted? this why you’ve been needy and bratty all day? just wanted attention and your pussy stuffed”
he chuckled out, dipping his head to nip at the corner of your jaw while your lips kept wrapped around his thumb, both of your hands wrapping around his wrist to keep his hand in place.
eyes holding his gaze and his free hand slipping between your bodies, giving his cock a couple of pumps before swiping the head of him through your slick and hearing him groan at the wetness that had pooled there.
“jesus you’re fucking soaked for me”
the pause he took between the first word had your hips canting up to him, moaning around his thumb while the tip of him pushed into your warmth.
his hand that was previously wrapped around his cock moving to rest next to your head again, his hips pushing against yours as he slid home in one slow thrust.
him groaning at the feeling and a desperate whine falling past your lips, his thumb falling from between your lips with a wet pop while your back arched up off of the bed.
“you gonna quit being a brat now you’ve got what you want?”
nodding eagerly at his question, his hand around your throat applying more pressure and his eyes focused on yours, a silent command to use your words.
“yes— please fuck me daddy”
listening to his breath hitch at the name, his head dropping to meet your lips in a firm kiss, his tongue slipping past your already parted lips and swirling against your own.
moaning into the kiss while your walls fluttered around him, his thrusts starting steadily. feeling all the ridges of him with every drag of his cock, his pace keeping slow and almost teasing still.
the kiss breaking enough for him to murmur out against your lips.
“can be such a good girl when you try, daddy’s good girl”
the grip of his hand around your neck had your mind blanking, eyes fluttering shut and lewd moans pushing past your lips.
his thrusts picking up their pace and his groans music to your ears, each roll of his hips filling the room with sounds of skin slapping against skin.
the coarse hairs at the base of his cock rubbing against your clit and applying enough pressure to have you reeling embarrassingly quickly towards your climax.
whining out his name and reaching your left hand up to tug at his hair, pulling him down and into a sloppy kiss. eyes screwed shut and walls fluttering around him, his voice hoarse as he whispered out against your kiss swollen lips.
“christ, you close sweetheart? gonna cum for daddy?”
his thrusts picking up as you attempted to reply, and your words coming out in a jumbled mess. his hand around your throat squeezing again while his thumb pushed past your lips again.
“that’s it, cum for daddy”
the stutter in his thrusts indicated that he was also close, closer than he himself even expected. rutting into you and watching you through hooded eyes, the wet laps at his thumb as your tongue swirled around it had his mind jumping in a different direction to fucking you too.
cumming with a muffled cry of his name, the coil in your belly snapping and walls spasming around him.
back arching off of the bed as you rode out your climax, eyes shut while his raked down your body. focusing on where the both of you were connected and a moan falling past his lips as he fell over the edge.
cock throbbing in your warmth and his hand leaving your throat, arms above your head and his body blanketing yours. rope after rope of white shooting into you as his hips rocked sloppy and lazily against yours, the new warmth inside you pulling another moan from your lips as his head rested on your shoulder.
“got me wrapped around your pretty little finger, act a brat and get what you want anyways”
hello everyone! here is my kinktober list for this month! i will try my best to get to each and every one of them. feel free to let me know your thoughts and feelings.
1. degradation and first times (spencer reid x reader)
2. deepthroating and wet dreams (aaron hotchner x reader)
3. phone sex (spencer reid x reader)
4. marking and drunk sex (aaron hotchner x reader)
5. blindfolded and multiple orgasms (spencer reid x reader)
6. reunion sex and discipline (aaron hotchner x reader)
7. praise kink and corruption (spencer reid x reader)
8. gunplay and stockholm syndrome (aaron hotchner x reader)
9. threesomes and aftercare (spencer reid x reader x aaron hotchner)
10. mirror sex and orgasm denial (aaron hotchner x reader)
11. sensory deprivation and choking (spencer reid x reader)
12. authority kink (aaron hotchner x reader)
13. face sitting and makeup sex (spencer reid x reader)
14. daddy kink and breeding (aaron hotchner x reader)
15. body worship (spencer reid x reader)
16. oral sex and jealousy (aaron hotchner x reader)
17. massages and overstimulation (spencer reid x reader)
18. pegging and praise (aaron hotchner x reader)
19. shower sex and fingering (spencer reid x reader)
20. hair pulling and thigh riding (aaron hotchner x reader)
21. window sex (spencer reid x reader)
22. size difference and breeding (aaron hotchner x reader)
23. somnophilia and soft dom (spencer reid x reader)
24. hate sex and cheating (aaron hotchner x reader)
25. edging and orgasm denial (spencer reid x reader)
26. begging and oral (aaron hotchner x reader)
27. mutual masturbation (spencer reid x reader)
28. dirty thoughts and masturbation (aaron hotchner x reader)
29. age difference and creampies (spencer reid x reader)
tags: 18+ smut. filthy af, logan gets morning wood, wade strokes him, teasing, dirty talk x100, they’re pervs, wade gets a bright idea, somnophilia (dub-con!!!!), they play w you in your sleep, fingering, one finger from each men, waking up, pikachu shocked face, everyone cums
a/n: this idea came to me and i had to finish it. my phone is on 3 i nearly fell asleep writing it, it’s past 3 and i’m not wearing my glasses so not proofread have fun!
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being in a relationship with both wade and logan entailed lots of things. for starters they were both the horniest fucks ever and the tiniest thing could get them in the mood.
for instance, if one of them were to wake up with morning wood, the other two had to help because it’s your job to take care of each other, according to wade.
usually it was wade that woke up with a raging boner and would need assistance. he’d usually tap either one of you or just grind himself against you guys when he was really relentless.
but for this occasion, it happened to be logan that woke up with a hard on and he wanted to get rid of it himself because he actually felt bad about disrupting someone else’s sleep.
luckily for him wade was a light sleeper and could hear him trying to be quiet. he rubbed his eyes and turns to his right only to find him stroking himself through his boxers. “up so early, peanut?” he whispered, making logan stop his movements.
“shh you don’t gotta stop, here let me give you a hand..” he whispers and turns his body to him.
he brings his left hand to his chest, running it up and down then goes down to his abs because he uses any opportunity to do so. logan’s breathing was for the most part normal until wade went even lower but making sure he’s not touching him yet.
“don’t be a tease this early, bub.” logan groaned, making wade shush him.
“she’s still sleeping…” he whispers and points behind him.
he decided he’d listen to him for once and stuck his hand under logan’s boxers — reaching for his cock and slowly starting to stroke it. logan sighs and wade gets closer to him so his head was on the other man’s shoulder, “you know you can at least wake me up baby, we can’t always be so sure about princess aurora over there…”
logan chuckles and just nods, “next time..”
“geez did you snatch one of my wet dreams or something?” wade asks, turning to look at him while he went a tiny bit faster now.
“i might’ve, sure felt like something you’d like.” he answers, making wade hum, “what was it?”
“something like this.. and then stuff with our sleeping beauty over there while she slept.” he admits instantly making wade hard.
“didn’t think you’d have it in you.” wade teases and turns inwards to kiss his shoulder.
“what if we make it a reality?” he suggests and logan stays quiet.
“she’s been saying she’s down and has been wanting us to wake her up like that…” he whispers, making logan gulp.
his face burned red and he twitched in his hands too, an easy indicator to show that he loved the idea. “you like that huh?”
he still stayed silent. he felt like it was something he shouldn’t do or like but because of his confession, wade wasn’t going to let it go.
“so dirty…” he whispers and moves his head a bit up so his mouth is by his ear.
“don’t think of her stirring in her sleep while we touch her or grope those perfect fucking tits while she’s snoring..” he murmurs into his ear earning himself a muffled moan.
“let it out baby she won’t hear us.” he mutters before reaching over with his right hand to slide his boxers down.
“she’d sound so good wouldn’t she? she’d have no clue but her body will definitely react to our touch. bet she’d get soaked in an instant.” he purrs and logan finally lets out a moan.
wade started to stroke him faster and took a small break from his dirty talk to nibble on his earlobe. logan groaned and his eyes rolled to the back of his head in pleasure, it was amazing how well wade knew him. especially when it came to little things like that.
he started to kiss down his neck before stopping on the spot by his neck and shoulder and sucked on the skin. he pulled away, only able to admire it for a second before it healed itself.
a damn shame.
“so what do you think? have i convinced you?” he whispers making logan quickly nod.
wade quickly let his cock go and rolled to the opposite direction this time to face you. you were sleeping on your stomach with one leg lifted up and the other flat on the bed. he motioned to logan to get closer and he did.
wade adjusted himself by doing a whole 360 so his head was now by your ass. logan climbed over him and laid down with the space between you both. “now the real fun begins.” wade exclaims and brings a hand to your ass, first just squeezing it.
logan matched him and squeezed the other side before his hands started to rub down then coming back up. they both look up at you and you were out cold, as expected.
“we’ll be lucky if she even wakes up.” wade jokes making logan chuckle.
“she could probably sleep through a zombie apocalypse accidentally.” logan whispers back making wade gasp.
“i am so proud of you.” he says and pretends to wipe a tear.
“here what if we just…” logan mumbles and brings his right hand closer to your barely covered pussy.
you always wore a cute little pair of undies but you decided for a thong last night. a great choice for their perving eyes that couldn’t stop staring even if they wanted to.
logan’s hand hovered over your pussy, he stuck just his thumb out and started to rub your clit softly. you let out a small groan which was going to be enough for him to pull away if it weren’t for wades hand stopping him, “keep going.” he urged him and he listened.
he rubbed circles against your clit while wades hand went back up to squeeze the soft flesh of your ass. your breathing was still steady and neither of them were fretting about you waking up.
logan’s thumb went faster and you stirred then went back to letting out little snores. he moved his thumb up and he rubbed gently once again but this time feeling your arousal seep through the fabric. “already huh? she’s loving it.” wade whispers as he watched in awe.
“think she’ll come fast too?” logan whispers back and wade shrugs, “i hope so.”
wades hands went up to grab the thin fabric of the thong and pulled it over your ass slowly then trying to pull it even lower without waking you. once the fabric was off, your pussy glistened right in front of them.
“look at our dirty girl. who would’ve thought…” wade coos and leaves your thong hanging by the back of your legs.
“well we both technically could’ve..” logan mutters and wade just scoffs.
“but this fucking fast? it’s like niagara falls and we’ve barely even touched her.” he says and logan just shrugs, “that’s her superpower.”
“jesus you’re on a roll tonight baby.” he says with a wide grin while logan’s thumb went to its previous position.
he starts to rub your clit in circles and this time around, wade decides to help by teasing your entrance with one finger.
“if i somehow come before her, we stop.” he says and looks up at you.
you were were now slightly squirming subconsciously and moving your hips. “yeah i might bust soon.”
logan ignored him and continued rubbing your clit while wade matched his pace. he wanted to see how fast they could make you come.
they took turns fingering you and rubbing your clit, alternating every few mins or when one would make you moan louder. they just wanted to make you feel good, even if it’d take you hours to wake up.
it was logan’s turn to finger you but wade just got ahead of himself and added his index finger with his and followed his pace. logan just watched as your pussy clenched against both their fingers and how you were dripping juices already, “wish we could be here for hours.” wade whispers and palms himself through his boxers with his free hand.
“it’s be so fun.” logan whispers back making wade smirk, “she’d enjoy it too..”
“c’mon baby, come for us.” logan murmured and slowed down, now curling his finger up while wade did the same.
your body was moving a bit more, squirming as if you wanted more than you were getting. meanwhile you were having such a vivid dream, it was slowly starting to feel a bit real.
your subconscious was slowly waking up but you had such a strong urge to pee, it felt weird. you felt an all too familiar sensation in your stomach and that’s when you fully woke up.
you moaned and rubbed your eyes before looking down and there were both your boyfriends fingering you. “morning sweet pea.” wade murmured and shot you a wink.
“morning princess.” logan cooed and you gave them a tired smile.
you couldn’t even speak, you were speechless.
both men were pumping their finger deeper inside you while maintaining a fast pace, making sure to drive you closer and closer to an orgasm.
“oh fuck-“ you moaned and tried to push your ass out so it can feel even better.
both men were now facing your ass, and were barely grinding themselves against the mattress because they had been too turned on and needed to feel something.
“c’mon baby, come for us. we’ve got you.” logan murmured, making your eyes flutter.
the pleasure felt so good and the fact they were doing it together did something to your brain. you were so close, you could just feel it in your lower belly and in the way your legs began to shake. “there ya go cupcake, just like that, let go for us.” wade coos earning himself a whimper.
all their words combined was enough for it to push you over the edge and you quickly held onto the sheets as they let you ride out your high with slower strokes with their fingers. your legs shook and your heartbeat rang in your ears as they stopped.
they pulled their fingers out of you slowly and they came out with a loud plop. wade quickly put his finger into his mouth and sucked it clean while logan just watched him in awe.
he pulls his finger out and sits up, scooting back so you could lay on him. he extends his arms and you turn and contort your body to lay on his chest. meanwhile logan kind of crawled up and into wades other arm, also laying on his chest while he caressed your face softly.
“let’s just go back to sleep and we’ll wake up then shower then go do the laundry because lord did we also make a mess.” wade says with a laugh but you tuned him out as sleep took over your body once again.
logan closed his eyes and also felt himself drift off hearing the steady hum of wade’s heartbeat for the two people he cared most about.
Summary: waking up next to Dean and getting ready with him
Notes: I promise I'll give Sam some love after this, I love the idea that Dean acts like a dad when he gets up, hacking, coughing, groaning, the whole nine yards. I wanted to thank you guys again for all of the support, you're all so sweet! 💗💗
warnings: cursing, dean and reader playfully argue, kissing, lots of fluff, reader goes to the bathroom while dean is in there, but I promise its nothing gross or weird 😔
w.c: 1k
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The rising sun shone through a crack in the curtains of the motel room. You stirred awake, the light managing to hit you right in the eye. Dean lay next to you, softly snoring, drooling lightly and laying in a position that couldn't possibly be comfortable. You grimaced for him and the thought of how bad his neck was going to hurt when he woke up.
Sam was already awake, he still sat in his pajamas but he was sipping on a cup of coffee and had his computer open, researching as he typically did. He noticed you waking up and gave you a soft smile, not wanting to wake Dean.
You weren't exactly an early riser so you cuddled into Dean, burying your face into his side, trying to block out the light. You found yourself struggling to breathe and let out a sigh, knowing you weren't going to be able to fall back asleep.
Dean groaned as he awoke, grunting as his vision cleared and he noticed your face smushed into him.
“You trying to smell my pits or something?” he said with a small laugh, his voice slightly hoarse from having just woke up
“Love the pheromones” you replied sarcastically and brought your head up to look at him.
His hair was tousled and he had pushed half of the blanket off the bed in his sleep but he looked handsome as ever. Your hair was a mess, the shirt you slept in was twisted around your body, and your sleep shorts were riding up like crazy but Dean still thought you were the most beautiful girl in the world, simultaneously enjoying how your legs and ass looked when your shorts rode up.
Both of you were wild sleepers, flipping around in the night, blankets and pillows being pushed off the bed, Dean waking up in a panic when you would jerk in your sleep, and you hitting Dean with your pillow when his snores would grow too loud. The two of you would go to bed cuddling every night and wake up with your arm sprawled over his face and his legs on your side of the bed. Neither of you would have it any other way.
You moved yourself so your head rested on his chest, he brought his arm around you and placed a kiss to the top of your head.
“What's our next move Sammy?” Dean asked, “you found anything yet?”
“There's signs of vampires in Carterville Missouri, it’ll take us about five hours to get there though, so we should head out soon.”
“I can get us there in four, as long as grandma here doesn't have to pee every half hour” he said as he motioned towards you.
“I’m not the one who needs to stop for snacks constantly” you defended “and since you want to be Kevin Harvick with how fast you drive, you can make up the lost time from my bathroom breaks”
“Why do you guys just wake up arguing?” Sam asked
“We didnt, he kissed me then we started arguing” you defended with a sweet smile
“Yeah, come on Sam” Dean added
The two of you received an eye roll from Sam “go get ready, we can leave in an hour” he told both of you.
Dean sat up with a loud groan earning a response of “You sound like a father and you're not even one” from you.
“What are you talking about”
“All dads sound like they're dying when they get out of bed, all that loud groaning and back popping makes me think you need to go to the chiropractor.” you told him
“Alright sweetheart” he responded not even bothering to give in to what you were talking about, and gave you a kiss. You scrunched your nose after he pulled away.
“You need to brush your teeth” you giggled
“Same goes for you”
The two of you got out of bed and made your way to the bathroom, brushing your teeth at the same time. Dean was at it again with his noises, he was hacking and spitting like there was no tomorrow while he brushed his teeth.
“Jesus, you dont have to kill yourself with the toothbrush you know” You told him after you rinsed your mouth out.
“Teeth won’t be clean if I don't brush em like this” he told you, muffled by his mouth full of toothpaste.
“Okay Dean, I’m gonna pee while you finish up” you said and sat down on the toilet, Dean gave you a nod with his toothbrush still dangling out of his mouth. You scoffed and then laughed at him, unable to take him seriously with his extensive morning routine.
“You look so helpless when you pee” he said
“What are you talking about” you asked with a laugh
“You just sit there like you're waiting for a bus, it makes me feel bad” he explained “at least I can stand up and put my hand on the wall or something.”
You shook your head at his observation, laughing at how ridiculous it was.
The two of you finished up in the bathroom and made your way to your bags to get changed. Sam went to the bathroom to clean up, having already changed. You opted for a tee shirt, jeans, and a jacket you had stolen from Dean. Dean put on attire similar to yours, adding a few more layers than you had chosen to.
Dean made his way over to you and kissed you sweetly, his lips lips plush against yours. He brought one of his hands up to the side of your head, toying with your hair with his fingers. He placed his other hand on your waist, rubbing his thumb back and forth along your hip. You brought your hand under his shirt, lightly scratching along his back, earning a soft groan from him. You knew he was a sucker for you scratching his back, always asking you to when the two of you laid in bed, or after he'd had a long day. You smiled into the kiss at the noise he had made. Your moment with Dean, that was much needed by both of you, was cut short by Sam clearing his throat, your face heated upon hearing him and you quickly pulled away from Dean.
“My breath better?” Dean asked a grin playing at his face
“Much” you told him with a small smile, his minty taste still lingering on your lips.
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hii! i don’t have an exact plot, soz, but could u write mb something with brat tamer Spencer and fem reader? demeanor similar to how he acted with cat. thanks x
Lover, Brat Tamer
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Hard!Dom Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader
18+ ❤️🔥 MDNI ‼️
“I told you I’m busy” Spencer reiterates.
“Come on baby,” you grab his hand and lace your fingers between his delicately.
He keeps his attention on the book before taking his hand back from you. You stomp your foot and slam the research book shut.
He shoots you a heated, pissed off look.
“Behave,” he warns. You tilt your head.
Spencer is your dom and your boyfriend but right now he was the object of our desire and frustration. You had needs and those needs had been neglected for ten days while he worked.
Now here he is, in the office with those damned deft fingers scanning over pages as though conducting a symphony for your ovaries.
He opened the book back up and gently loosened his tie. That sight alone was enough to make your sensitive pussy drip. You groaned audibly and rolled your eyes at him.
This got his attention.
“Fix your attitude, princess,” he warned again.
You knew it was three strikes before you were punished. You smirked, back still turned to him.
“Fix it for me, asshole,” you bite out and stick your tongue out at him. You knew you were being a child but honestly you were fed up.
At that he slammed the heavy old book shut and stood to his full height. That dark suit made him look taller, somehow leaner, and you clenched your thighs at the sight of him.
He doesn’t take a step towards you, he just holds your stare for a moment as he undoes his cuff links. You tug down the edges of the button up shirt of his you’re wearing over your panties.
He waves you over with two of his fingers and you hesitate. You knew this was his favorite game, taming you. Putting you in your place.
“Now,” he demands. Your feet move on their own until you’re standing right in front of him.
He notices the way your attention drifts to his hands, already knowing how much of a whore you are for anything he does to you with them.
“Now. You want to repeat what it is you just called me?” He stares down at you, drawing you into his height and under his gaze.
You shake your head ‘no’.
“No?”
“No,” you squeak.
He grips your throat abruptly and takes long steps, forcing you to move backward. You grin as he applies pressure to your neck and the he lays you down on a cushioned bench in the office. You had been bent over this bench once or twice but as he stood over you, eyes like death, something between excitement and fear swirled within you.
You reach up and toy with his fingers needily, letting out a small moan as you lick your lips.
"Such a little whore for my fingers princess," he taunts.
He crouches down beside you and wraps your hair around his hand, forcing your head over the side of the bench and down as his other hand finds your throat. Your scalp stings but you love how rough he could be with you.
His hand releases your hair and travels teasingly down your body as he slowly undoes the buttons of the shirt. It falls open and your arch your back as the cold air meets your exposed skin.
He dips his hand into the waistband of your panties until you moan and writhe with need. Your nipples turn hard under his glare, under his touch. He tightens his grip on your throat until your vision darkens.
You whimper when he dips just one finger between your folds and circles your clit.
"So needy," he hums. He loosens his grip on your throat.
Instead of pushing those fingers into you like you so desperately need, he stops. Leaving you to soak your underwear and grind against nothing.
He abruptly shoves his middle two fingers into your mouth, forcing you to taste yourself.
"Clean them," he demands.
You do, you lock eyes with him and swirl your tongue around them. Then he pushes them deeper, further into your throat until you gag. He pushes your head back further and shoves them painfully into the back of your throat while his other hand holds you down by your neck.
You gag and drool but it delights him as he watches you, his eyes cold as he enjoys you taking your punishment.
He jerks them out abruptly and you laugh, taunting him as you gasp for air.
“You love choking on my fingers don’t you?” His face is right in front of yours, though he’s upside down because of your head hanging off the bench still. You grin again. He slaps you hard on the cheek, sending searing pain through you. That stops your grin real quick. “I’m an asshole right?” He asks.
He’s undoing his belt just below your head, the sound causing your clit to throb with need. You say nothing to answer his question, but your hand drifts down to your needy pussy.
"Did I say you could pleasure yourself?" He asks and you stop.
Blood is rushing to your head from it hanging upside down for so long but then he grips your jaw and forces it open.
“You been a brat, Princess. You’re going to remember this every time you try to talk this week,” he growls.
He pushes his hard cock into your mouth, it invades quickly and all at once. It’s strange, it’s a new angle, being upside down. He braces his arms on the bench on either side of you and snaps his hips forward- pushing himself all the way down your throat.
You gag and cough around him, the angle allowing him to visit new depths. You brace your hands on his thighs as he continues to use your mouth for his own gain. God you wished he'd dip his head down and lick your pussy, but he doesn't. This is a punishment.
Your nails dig into his thighs as your revel in the feeling of being used this way, of the smooth taste of his skin, and the way the head of his cock is assaulting your throat. You’re moaning and making a mess of him but you keep your mouth open. He lets you hear his pleasure and you find yourself not wanting him to stop.
Even if your neck was hurting and the blood was all in your head at this point, his grunts of pleasure were worth it.
“Good girl,” he praises as you continue to take his relentless face fucking.
He yanks his cock free and hauls you to a sitting position in one swift movement. The room spins, dizziness taking over momentarily as you try to gauge his next move.
“Do you deserve to get fucked?” Spencer asks. His hand is gripping your jaw, forcing you to look up at him.
He adores the way you look, properly fucked and used for having such a smart mouth. Drool is running down your chin and neck, your make up running from the tears of getting throat fucked so deeply. You were dazed but biting your lip as you looked up at him.
“No,” you voices comes out in a squeak.
“That’s right, you don’t,” he nods and licks his lips. “But I’m not cruel,” he flashes you a wicked grin.
He grips the back of your neck and walks you towards a couch, he bends you over the back of it and rips your underwear away.
He props one of your knees up, opening your cunt to him.
“You were bad,” he tells you as his fingertips feel for wetness.
“I was bad,” you know to sound off. His two of his fingers push into you and draw out a moan.
“You won’t call me names again unless you want to be punished,” he whispers and removes his fingers.
“Not unless I want to be punished,” you return though your voice is hoarse. You feel the head of his cock teasing your entrance.
“You’re going to take this like a good girl. No squirming away,” he tells you. You know he’s about to fuck you as deep as possible.
You nod.
“Yes sir.”
Then he pushes into you, spreading you wide around him. He slams into you all the way to the hilt, causing you to scream out and drop your head. He holds your knee up, keeping it propped up on the couch as he snaps into you again.
“Spencer,” you groan.
“Does it hurt, princess?” He asks and pushes into you again.
“Yes sir!” You grip onto the pillows of the couch and take his cock as he slides in and out of you relentlessly.
“Do you want me to stop?” He asks.
“No, please no,” you whimper.
You absorb him, you take everything he’s got. He grips your hips and pounds into you until you’re crying out like some kind of animal. Your orgasm seizes you without warning and the one leg you’re standing on gives out.
“Fuck!” You cry.
He catches you, and pulls out. He spins you so you’re sitting on the edge of the couch, facing him. He pushes back into you and you grip his tie and his shoulder for support as your leg wraps his waist.
“Spence,” you pant and shake.
“You deserve this,” he groans and bites down hard on your bare shoulder. You cry out but latch onto him harder as he cock slides in and out of you.
The room fills with the wet slapping sounds of him using you, his heavy breathing, and your own lewd moans.
“Taking it so good,” he grips your ass and throws his head back. The curls of his hair fall backward slightly and you kiss the long column of his neck.
Your hands find his hair as his pace increases, you know he’s close.
His cock starts to pulse and you feel streams of hot cum fill you. He slows his thrusts, his hips stuttering as he wraps his arms around you. A few more strokes into you and you’re mewling into his shoulder as you cum again.
“Fuck,” he gasps as your pussy tightening around his sensitive cock.
He pulls out of you and lifts you into his arms. Your legs are draped over one arm while the other is under your back. Your body is shaking from exhaustion.
“You did so good,” he whispers and kisses your forehead. “I love you so much,” he adds and kisses you gently on the lips.
“I love you,” you croak.
He lays you gently in your bed and pushes your hair from your face.
“Tea?” He asks.
“And a shower,” you smirk,
“Anything for you,” he plants a quick kiss against your cheek and hurries it the kitchen.
You sigh in contentment and try to remember to stay awake long enough to shower. You’d never get enough of him. Both his soft and dominant sides were everything you ever needed.
warnings: pure smut, unprotected sex, creampie, soft!dom!spencer, crying during sex, praise, use of butt plug.
a/n: i think i'm ovulating. i'm sorry.
You loved the way Spencer towered over you, pressing you harder and harder into the mattress, pumping into you and filling your cunt with loads of cum. The feeling of his long cock brushing against your walls and his tip hitting that soft spot at the end was exhilarating. You loved being stuffed by him, being filled up, with his cum dripping out of you - down your legs and onto your ass.
This time, it felt even better because Spencer sheepishly asked if he could put a butt plug in you. You didn’t know why he was so afraid of asking - you loved the idea. As soon as he said the words, you got excited, eager for the sensation of being even more filled up. You wondered how it felt for him. Were you tighter? Could he feel the plug? Would he pull it out and fuck your other hole later?
He kept thrusting long after he had already come. To be fair, he got hard again quite quickly and was clearly not done with you. He could spend all day buried inside you, with you underneath him, and you would gladly lay there, letting him do whatever he wanted to you.
“Please don’t stop,” you said between your moans.
“I’m not gonna stop, angel. I’m gonna keep going, as long as you want,” Spencer murmured, his voice rough with desire as he maintained his steady rhythm inside you. Each thrust was deliberate, pushing you closer to the edge, making you gasp and squirm beneath him. “You’re doing so well for me. You’re such a good girl.” His words were like a caress, making you whimper with pleasure and longing.
Tears pooled in the corners of your eyes, a mix of overwhelming pleasure and emotional release. Spencer had no intention of stopping soon, not when you sounded so sweet and so wet under him. He could feel your body trembling with every motion, your soft cries fueling his relentless need to keep going.
“You’re enjoying yourself, aren’t you?” he asked teasingly.
All you could do was let out another cry.
“Oh, it’s okay, baby. I’ve got you. You’re so perfect, so perfect for me,” he said as he kissed away the tears that began to flow down your cheeks.
Now you were moaning even louder, scratching his back as he kept going, hitting that sweet spot with the tip of his cock.
“You feel so good, so tight. You’re enjoying having a plug in your ass, aren’t you? You like being filled up, my pretty girl?”
You couldn’t utter a word. Your mind was hazy, reaching a high you’d never quite experienced.
“Come on, pretty girl, come back to me. I need you to speak up,” he said, lowering his lips to your ear, which didn’t help things. His lips near your neck and his breath on your sweat-covered skin drove you wild.
“Feels so good,” you managed to say between cries, your voice trembling as waves of pleasure coursed through you. Your body was arching with each thrust, and you could barely form coherent thoughts, lost in the sensation.
“How good?” Spencer’s voice was a low growl, his breath hot against your ear. He leaned closer, his chest pressing against yours, making your heart race even faster. He wanted to hear you, to know just how much you were feeling.
You couldn’t speak anymore. You were getting closer to the edge, your cries and whimpers coming faster and louder. Your grip on the sheets tightened, your entire body trembling with the force of your impending climax.
“Oh, baby, I’ve got you. You can let go. Come on, pretty. Cum for me.” His words were a soft, coaxing murmur, his hands caressing your sides as if to anchor you in the moment. He could feel your muscles clenching around him, making his breath hitch with every movement.
Your pussy clenched around him, which made him twitch, but he managed to push himself all the way to the brim, his cockhead brushing against your cervix. You could feel every inch of him, and the sensation was almost too much to bear.
“Oh, God, baby, you can’t be doing that,” he said teasingly, his voice strained with his own desire. He grinned down at you, his eyes dark with need, clearly enjoying the way your body responded to him.
“Please keep going.” The words were barely a whisper, almost lost in your gasps, but the urgency in your tone was unmistakable.
“You sure, angel?” His hand cupped your face gently, his thumb brushing away the tears that had spilled over, his eyes searching yours for confirmation.
“Yes, please.” You could barely breathe, your voice a desperate plea, the intensity of your need evident in every breathless word.
“Okay, anything for my sweet girl.” He said it with a mix of tenderness and raw desire, his gaze softening as he leaned in to kiss you.
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