Uhm?!?? Yess!!! I’ll Take 14 Of Them, NEOWWW

I AM FERAL

RYAN BAKER IS SO 🤭😩

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ryan, who makes sure to bump into any guy who happens to hold their gaze on you for too long as you’re walking past. ryan who glances back at them with a smug grin, making sure they know it wasn’t an accident. ryan who didn’t need to bump into them that hard, but nearly knocked them off their feet.

ryan who has his mouth latched to your pussy, pulling you closer to him each time you try to writhe away from the overstimulation. his arms are hooked under your legs, holding you by the top of your thighs. he takes a moment to part from your aching clit, puffy and swollen, to revisit the situation. “looking at my fuckin’ girl,” he tsks. “what a world we live in! i mean,” he laughs with disbelief, “i should’ve knocked his fuckin’ head off his shoulders, baby-i’m serious.” it’s almost sadist, but he knows how bad you get off on it-pussy dripping every time he defends you. you’re panting above him, looking down as your head cranes gently forward. “i..” you respond through a whine, but you can’t manage anything else. your flesh is warm, hot all over with a thin layer of sweat. stray hairs stick to your face, your cheeks flushed from the amount of times you’ve orgasmed.

“my pretty baby. can’t talk, s’alright. s’right where i want you, hon.” he says, palms tapping your thighs with encouragement. “don’t think i forgot why we’re here,” he says, and you gasp as he slides two thick fingers inside of you, curving to brush up against your g-spot. “next time anyone looks at you, they’re only gonna see how fuckin’ good i made you feel. and only me.” a satisfactory hum leaves you, dizzy with lust as he tugs you towards him once more. kneeling at the foot of your bed, his cock strains in his jeans, knowing it’s true-that you’re all his. “look at me.” he instructs, and you oblige, looking down once more. “one more,” he says, inches from your pussy, “then you’re done.”

tags : @dat-crazy-fangirl , @barbie-munson , @citrinedream , @sweatycashranchmuffin , @sunlightaste , @miwagila , @wilwaren , @manheimdaily , @ludhayyy , @cb-02

Older Johnny Lawrence X Reader

Warnings: TW: Toxic ex

Bloody Rose

  "I just don't understand why i can't go out with my friends" You mumble, awaiting for the seat to swallow you whole.

  "I already told you, you're mine and what's mine i own" Your boyfriend grits his teeth, as his hands grip the steering wheel.

  "You don't own me" You say confidently as he pulls up to one of the minimarts in reseda.

  He aggressively slams one hand on the steering wheel "damnit! I said your mine and I forbid you of going out" he yells.

  "Whatever! You never let me do anything!" You yell angrily as you get out of the car, slamming the door.

  Let's be real, the real reason he was so jealous, possessive, and angry was because he was insecure as he's already said previous times before, but you couldn't help but think that it was all just a fun game to him.

  He steps out of the car and repeats your steps previously of slamming the door and walking forward to you puffing out his chest. "I don't want you cheating on me! What do you not understand?! If you listened to me we wouldn't have this problem" He groans.

  You go to walk into the mini mart only to be pulled back by your boyfriends hand gripping your waist tightly.

  You turn around and slap him as a reflex causing his face turn right with the impact as his neck cracked a little.

  Just then someone gets out of their car and slams the door "hey, what do you think you're doing man?" The mysterious man questions as he walks closer to the situation.

  He has golden blonde locks, blue piercing eyes, and a grey shirt with a black and white checked flannel. He still doesn't let go of your hand "and who are you?" He questions trying to look big and bad.

  "That's my sister and I don't appreciate you touching her like that" The man states.

  "Yeah right" Your boyfriend scoffs.

  The last thing that could be heard was a fist coming in contact with his face, which you could have swore you heard a crack.

  The guy grabs your hand and rushes you behind the building as your boyfriend lays on the cement groaning in pain.

  "We're over a*shole!" You yell as he stumbles up and rushes into his car scurrying off.

  "Thanks for that" You say sweetly.

  "It's no problem, I'm Johnny" He holds out his hand for you to take to which you do.

  "I'm Y/n" You greet.

  Over the course of a couple weeks you and Johnny had kept in contact through messaging. He had learnt some things about you while you learned about his karate dojo, his students, and pretty much his life.

  It was nice, Johnny was a great person to talk to. You even felt yourself staring to fall for him, it was weird seeing as you just got out of a toxic relationship but something good came out of it and it was Johnny.

  You were actually having a conversation with Johnny over text once he asks a random question out of the blew, which read; "hypothetical question...what would you say if I asked you to swing by the dojo for a couple of lessons? Free of charge of course" he questions.

  You raise both of your eye brows and wait a minute before reply, finally you decide on sending a simple message, which read; "I'd love to! I could definitely use a few pointers if that's alright?"

Finishing up the conversation you had agreed to stop by his karate dojo named cobra Kai for a couple lessons, you didn't quite have an idea of what to wear so you just picked some workout clothes so they wouldn't get in the way of 'training'.

You only lived a couple blocks away from the reseda strip mall, so you were there in less than five minutes.

The sound of the bell goes off once you enter the dojo, "welcome to cobra k-" Johnny starts, walking out of his office until he sees it was you.

He smiles taking the towel he had in his hand and throwing it on the dummy's head "Hey, Y/n it's nice to see you here" he comments.

You let out a breathy laugh "it's nice to be here... Sensei" You tease playfully, causing him to let out a chuckle.

"Alright so, we can start whenever you'd like" He gestures to the mats.

"Are you free now?" You question, wanting to make sure.

He turns to look at the clock on the wall "oh yeah, yeah class doesn't start for another 2 hours or so" Johnny reply's.

You slip your shoes off and Johnny brings you over to the mat, "that gi looks great on you" You playfully smirk.

He looks down "I'm impressed" he states referring to you knowing it's a gi and not 'pajamas'.

"Alright so, first things first we need to get you into the stance" he says walking behind you.

He hovers over your left arm "is this alright?" He questions before continuing, you nod.

He continues on his mission and places your body into the correct stance, "alright now-" Johnny leads you over to the dummy.

"Punch this thing as hard as you can" He puts his hands on his hips.

You go to punch but he stops you "easy there, punch like this and you'll break your thumb-" He grabs your hand and moves your thumb gently so it's overlying your other fingers "-punch like this... you'll break a nose" he smiles.

Though he doesn't let go of your hands for a moment, seeing as you had both got lost in each others eyes. Johnny's eyes were so piercing, you could see all the emotions behind his eyes... and you know what? He didn't hide it.

You snap into reality and look down bashfully "thank you" you reply.

"Oh uhm- yeah no problem" he clears his throat "-well go on" he gestures to the dummy.

You strike one punch then look at Johnny for confrontation, he nods his head 'yes' so you continue throwing punches until he moves you over to the next course.

"Alright so, if someone tries punching you what do you do?" He questions.

"Block the punch" You reply as if it was common sense.

"Yes correct, what do you do next?" Johnny questions once again.

"You know I haven't got that far yet" You say sarcastically causing Johnny to let out a little laugh.

He walks over to you and puts out his hand, grabbing yours he forms it into a ball and puts his hand over yours. "When rolls are reversed you want to twist the enemy's hand-" he gently twists your hand, but not enough to hurt you "-and cross their arm over their neck and pull them closer to your body" he instructs, pressing your back up against his front.

"Next you want to keep a firm grip on their hand and pull as hard as you can on their neck-" he gently puts a grip on your neck with your own arm "-this will make your enemy pass out once you hold it long enough" he says.

He lets you go and you turn to face him "now try it on me" he says as he gets into his stance.

"What I'm n-" you don't even get to say anything until he lets a punch out that goes to your face, with fast reflexes you grab ahold to his hand, twist it and cross it over his neck, bringing his body closer to yours.

"That's it!" He encourages as you go to let him up.

"Wow that happened so fast.." you let out a breath, trying to calm down your beating heart.

"It usually does, but you did good now that can work for anything even if they haven't tried to punch you but if they grab ahold to your hand you can do the same" Johnny informs.

"That was... very fun" You smile.

"Well I'm glad you enjoyed it" He chuckles.

"Thank you really" You praise.

"Oh it's no problem, anytime" He states.

Once again you feel that same pull once you stare into his eyes, he must feel it to seeing as he was pulling closer to you. Eventually your lips meet and you place your hand on his jaw as he does for your waist.

You both pull away slowly.

"That was...nice" You compliment sweetly.

"Yeah it was" Johnny smiles, until you both hear a bell and the dojo's door open.

"Uh sensei?" A young boy asks walking into the dojo.

"Hey Miguel! This is um Y/n, Miguel this is Y/n" Johnny introduces as he clears his throat a little.

"Hello, it's nice to meet you" You say feeling your cheeks heat up slightly.

"It's nice to meet you" Miguel says with a shy smile as he puts his backpack down on the ground.

"So I'll just go.." You smile awkwardly.

"Yeah okay, I had fun. It was uh that was- okay yup" Johnny stutters.

You smile and send a small wave to the both of them before returning to your car and eventually heading home.

Night soon arose and it just crashed that you needed some groceries, so you decided to head to the mini mall at the strip mall to grab some things.

So that's what you did, on your way out of your car you locked the doors and began walking to the entrance, but before you could someone puts their hand over your mouth and and pulls you into the alleyway behind the mall.

They let you go and you face towards them to see it was your ex boyfriend "what do you want?" Your eyes widen.

"Oh come on don't be like that, I just want you" He goes to put his hand out to you.

"Well I don't want you" You say grabbing his hand and twisting it like Johnny taught you, hearing a crack as you do so.

You were more so worried about getting away from him so you kicked him with his now broken arm still wrapped around his neck causing him to fall.

You take your chance and run back into the eye of the strip mall, you run to where Johnny's dojo is and pray that he was still their as you open the door.

"I'm sorry but we're close-" he starts before seeing it was you.

His eyes widen as he rushes towards you "what happened?" He question worriedly.

"That technique... definitely works" You pant, before taking a deep breath.

"It was my ex" You roll your eyes.

"Where is he?" He goes to walk outside but you stop him.

"I broke his arm" You cringe.

"Ouch... he had it coming" he tilts his head to the side, whilst you nod in agreement.

"Are you okay though?" Johnny questions coming to check you for any bruises or marks.

"I'm great thank you" You thank great-fully.

"For what?" He questions, furrowing his brows.

"The move, as you can see it helped a lot" You chuckle "-and... and the kiss, it was great" you add on.

Johnny smirks slightly "oh yeah? You wanna reply that moment?" He questions playfully.

"I think I do"

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This was requested by @peachymelon69

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Undying Desire

𝗙𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗼𝗺: 𝗭𝗼𝗺𝗯𝗶𝗲𝘀

𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴: 𝗭𝗲𝗱 𝗡𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗼𝗱𝗼𝗽𝗼𝗹𝗶𝘀 𝘅 𝗙𝗲𝗺!𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗱𝘀: 𝟭.𝟮𝗸

𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: 𝗡𝗦𝗙𝗪! 𝗨𝗻𝗽𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘀𝗲𝘅 (𝗪𝗥𝗔𝗣 𝗨𝗥 𝗪𝗜𝗟𝗟𝗜𝗘𝗦 𝗣𝗘𝗢𝗣𝗟𝗘!), 𝘀𝗽𝗮𝗻𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝘀𝗲𝗺𝗶-𝗽𝘂𝗯𝗹𝗶𝗰 𝘀𝗲𝘅

𝗔/𝗡: #𝗶𝗻𝗺𝘆𝗺𝗶𝗹𝗼𝗲𝗿𝗮 :𝟯 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲’𝘀 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗻𝗼 𝗭𝗲𝗱 𝗳𝗶𝗰𝘀 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝘂𝗺𝗯𝗹𝗿 𝘀𝗼 𝗜’𝗺 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝗻𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗮𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗱𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝘁 𝗺𝘆𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳! 𝗜𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀, 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗿𝗲𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗴! 𝗖𝗵𝗲𝗰𝗸 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝘆 𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸 (𝗬𝗲𝗮𝗵 𝘁𝗼𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝗰𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗸 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗸𝘀!) 𝗠𝘆 𝗟𝗶𝗻𝗸𝗧𝗿𝗲𝗲. 𝗡𝗮𝘃𝗶𝗴𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻. 𝗟𝘂𝘃 𝘆𝗮!!

𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙢𝙮 𝙜𝙞𝙛! 𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙙𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙤𝙬𝙣𝙚𝙧!

“Zed, I’m at the gate.” You say through the phone, shivering in the cool night air as you wait for Zed at the gate between Zombie Town and Seabrook. You’ve been sneaking out of the house pretty frequently lately to spend some time with your drop dead gorgeous boyfriend, Zed.

“I’m walking down the street now, I see ya.” He answers through the cell, but he’s hung up before you can answer. You get worried for a moment, but the anxiety disappears the moment you see him from across the gate. Zed jogs up, pushing open the gate just wide enough for you the slip through.

He instantly pulls you into an embrace, arms wrapping around your shoulders. You sigh into his warm hold, now shielding you from the chilly wind. “I missed you.” You mumble into his firm chest, arms wrapping around his torso. “You saw me today.” He chuckles, and you pull away just enough to peer up at him. “You know what I mean.”

“What’re you wearing, aren’t you cold.” He asks, eyeing your cheer uniform that adorns your body oh so well. “Practice ran late, I didn’t have time to change.” You answer. “Don’t worry, I’ll warm ya up.” He smirks.

You two fall into step, hands interlinked with one another’s. Your free hand grips his bicep of the hand you hold as he leads you through the dimly lit street. He leads you through many dark alleyways til he’s satisfied you’re both hidden from any prying eyes if the night.

“Guards have cracked down here lately, can’t go to the usual spots this time around.” He whispers, slowly backing you into a wall. “S’okay, as long as I’m with you.” You reply, peering up at him through your lashes. Zed’s hands find home at your waist, pulling you close. “I missed you too, you know?” He whispers, head dipping down to yours.

You sigh, hands splaying over his broad chest. “I wish we didn’t have to do this.” You admit, shivering as a gust of wind whistles through the alley. Zed’s shoulders slouch slightly in defeat, “I know, I wish things could be different—that I could be different.” He says, and you’re quick to shake your head.

“What, no. Zed, I don’t want you to be different. You shouldn’t have to change yourself for me. I…” 𝘍𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘪𝘵. “I love you just the way you are.” Though you and Zed have been secretly rendezvousing together for more or less three months, neither of you had said the L word.

Zed is taken aback, and you drop your head to avoid his gaze. He quickly composed his giddiness, a hand moving to cup your jaw. “Oh, Y/N/N.” He starts, but you still can’t muster up to the courage to look up at him. “Let me see those eyes.” He whispers, and you finally crane your neck up. “I love you, God I’m so in love with you. And—and I know I can’t give you all that a human can but—“

“You give me enough, Zed. You’re all that I need.” You stop him, and his eyes flicker from your eyes to your lips.

“Zed,” You whisper bashfully, and he hums in question. “please, kiss me.” You beg, and he’s more than happy to oblige, dipping his head to meet yours, lips enveloping your own.

The kiss is searing hot and burning with passion. Your hands hold his face to yours, his moving to grip your waist once more. Hands tangle anywhere and everywhere, neither of you can get enough of the other. You moan into his mouth as he cages you against the wall.

He pulls his lips from yours to trail wet kisses down the column of your throat, his hands sliding up and under the front of your shirt to grope your tits. You can feel him smirk against your kiss ridden skin. “No bra?” He quips.

“Zed, please.” You beg breathlessly, and he kisses up to your ear, “What is it, baby? Use your words.” He whispers. “Need you.” You say, hands sliding to the waistband of his pants. “Yeah? I know what you need”.

Zed takes his hands to your shoulders, turning you around so your face is pressed up against the alley wall. Your hands flattening against the brick on either side of you. Zed pulls your hips out to bend you over, and you moan at his man handling.

You hear him undo his belt before he flips your cheer skirt up over your ass. Your pink panties now the only thing standing in his way. You turn your head, eyes dropping to his painfully hard cock, standing straight up and ready to wreck you.

“Wanna ruin you.” Zed mumbles, a hand moving your panties to the side, fingers dipping through your folds. You let out a moan as he swiped through your slick. “All this and I haven’t even touched you yet?” He teases, hand now lining up his cock with your dripping cunt.

“Please, Zed.” You moan, and he slowly sinks into your soaking heat. “Fuckkk.” Zed groans out, one hand gripping your hip for dear life, the other flattened against the wall by your head for support. He grips your hip tighter, if even possible, and begins to thrust in and out of you at an agonizing pace.

“Oh, fuck.” You moan, Zed’s cock brushing that sweet spot with every thrust. You place your hand on top of his on the wall, unknowingly and accidentally brushing his z-band. It malfunctions, and his veins grow dark. But before Zed can react, his darker side is already taking over, hungry for more. His pace quickens, and he pounds into you harder.

“Fuck, Zed, fuck me.” You moan, hips slapping into his own with each harsh thrust of his hips. “Tell me how good I make you feel.” He demands, still relentlessly pounding into your cunt. “So good, you fuck me so good, Zed.” You praise him, climax straying to build up.

“Yeah? I fuck you better than a human could, huh?” He growls, you let out a moan in response, but it’s not enough. Zed slaps a hand down on your ass, “Tell me.” He orders. “Fuck, yes. You fuck me so much better than anyone else could Zed.”

“Yeah, fuckkk.” He groans, head lulling back as his hood snap into your own. Your hand grips his tighter, “Zed, m’close.” You moan, fingers brushing his z-band and returning it to normal. His pace stutters for a moment before he picks it back up. “Fuck, me too.” He moans, hand spanking your ass once more.

He pulls his hand from the wall, dipping it down to circle your clit, your orgasm washing over you as he continues to assault your abused cunt. He’s making you ride out your high as he chases his own, and you can barely take it. Your knees buckle and your head drops. “Zed,” You moan, but before you can beg anymore his hips stutter and he’s pulling out, pumping his cock a few times before his white ropes shoot across your ass.

You both take a moment to compose yourselves and your breath. Zed grips your waist, turning you around to face him, “Fuck, I love you.”

𝟐/𝟕/𝟐𝟒

Billy Gambini X Reader *SMUT*

Warnings: Smut!

Not Guilty

"The defense rests" Vinny smirks confidently, as he walks back to his known seat beside Billy, your boyfriend. The judges jaw falls flat open, still in shock of Lisa's statement.

  "Uh Mr. Trata..." The judges turns to the other attorney.

Silence.

Silence was all you could hear, soon he stands up looking bewildered "your honor... in order of Ms. Vito's testimony... the state would like to dismiss all charges" he smiles, still trying to recover from what just happened moments ago.

The court goes into a jury of chants and hoots, as you jump up from your seat with a hand against your heart from it pumping so fast. Billy goes straight to Vinny, giving him cheers and praises on how well he protected the boys, this being Vinny's first big case.

Tears build in Billy's eyes as you both run towards each other, enveloping you in a warm caring hug that you had both missed so much. Billy picks you up and spins you around as the judge keeps trying to calm down the jury's chants.

"I'm takin' you home My love" Billy smiles widely as he presses fast kisses to your neck before wrapping your legs around his waist and carrying you to his car that waited for him in the back.

The car ride only lasts five minutes as your hotel was not that far away from the court, jumping out of the car Billy rushes to your side, opening the door he laughs while picking you up bridal style and kicking the door closed with his foot.

"I am goin' to make love to you all night" He presses his lips against yours in a slow kiss before opening and closing the hotel door with his foot.

Laying you gently on the bed he starts unbuttoning his suit while staring you down, taking of the jacket, he slips off the tie and button up shirt off before crawling on you. "This'll need to go" he mumbled before pulling off your shirt.

  There's a giant beam in his eyes as he admires the love of his life in such a vulnerable state, he runs his fingers down your arm; skin to skin. The light touch bringing shivers down your spine, he stares at you with a light smirk as his eyes start to darken with clouded lust.

  His fingers trail down to your pants, slowly but surely he starts unbuttoning the small silver buttons one by one using both hands as he straddles your waist. Leaning down he hovers his lips over your sensitive warm skin. Everywhere his lips lightly touch it leaves more burning sensations.

  Your breathing picks up as your chest heaves up and down with deep breaths, you could tell there was a switch in the mood. Every time you and Billy were together intimately like this it was always loving of course, but this was more like he was making up for years of missed love and touch.

  It made the intimacy more meaningful and exciting, finally discarding of your pants he tugs off his pants before lifting back up to you and leaning half of his body weight on you and half on his upper body. His skin presses up against yours causing you to let out a gasp as he lays between your legs, slowly grinding his bulge against your covered core.

  "Billy..." You lightly whimper as your eyes started to water from being so turned on and you only just started. He places a hand against your cheek, caressing lovingly as he stares down at your lips before connecting them together.

  You wrap your arms around his lower half as his chest presses against you harder after every moment of spending together in this sentimental and loving moment. You play with the hem of his boxers, lightly tugging the cloth and letting it hit back against his tanned skin causing Billy to moan into the opened mouth kiss.

  You wrap your legs around his waist getting a tight hold on his lower half as you start taking matters in your own hand and rocking your hips against his covered cock. Billy lets out more untamed moans as he starts pulling away from the kiss letting you both breathe, his lips immediately find their way to your neck; nipping and sucking everywhere he could reach.

  You roll your hips hitting something in Billy that makes him whimper and bite down on your smooth skin, you let out a loud moan at this accidental action. Billy smirks against your neck "you like that don't you?" He more so states as he continues to bite down on your neck.

  You can only nod your head rapidly as your hand falls to his hair, fingers gently running through his scalp as you tug every now and then. Giving you a sly smirk he slowly starts crawling down your body, purposely feasting every inch of your sensitive skin.

  You knew what he was doing, and by the look he was giving you; you knew that he knew you knew what he was up to. Finally he gets to your thighs, pressing small kisses here and there, until he starts biting your thighs gently you could practically feel your soaked core against your lace underwear.

  Slowly he makes his way to the hem of your underwear, tugging with his teeth he starts pulling them down; also using his teeth. Discarding of those, he spreads your legs and slides back down to your now revealed core.

  You gasp slightly at not only being stretched but feeling the cool air hit your sensitive skin, "please..." you accidentally let out as you look up at him with desperate glossy eyes.

  Every time you begged Billy would always give in, biting his bottom lip he starts kissing around your thighs some more before pressing a kiss to your clit.

  You bite your lip to contain a small gasp as he starts swirling his tongue around your soaked clit, using his pointer finger he gathers up your wetness from your pussy before bringing it to your clit and performs circling motions causing a burning sensation in your clit that made you eager to edge up your future orgasm.

  You bite the back of your knuckles as your other hand grips the white silk bed sheets, you give up on containing your sounds and eventually as Billy's tongue starts flicking, pulling, and sucking you become a moaning mess.

  Hips grinding towards his mouth, hair spread out against the sheets, and hands gripping the cloth causing your veins to show from your hands. His tongue was staring to circle faster motions against your clit as he starts adding his middle finger inside your entrance slowly pumping them in and out.

  "Tell me how good it is" He hums against your clit while staring you down as you continue to squirm.

  Your hips stutter as you try to form a correct sentence "f*ck Billy~ you're always so good~" You praise as you start feeling your high come closer by the second.

  Feeling satisfied with your answer he speeds up his motions, swirling his tongue faster against your clit, pumping his fingers in your pussy faster causing your high to spark. It was so good you weren't even able to give him a warning before your hips stutter and you cum against his lips to which he greedily licks up, always hypnotized by your taste.

  Waisting no time you tug him upwards and place your lips upon his, also tasting yourself as his skilled tongue slips into your mouth. You start tugging down his boxer only getting them halfway which satisfied you enough to start stroking his aching hard on.

  Swirling your thumb around his tip, you smear pre-cum all against his cock as you start stroking his length at a medium pace while Billy moans against your lips.

  You start lining him up as he pulls away from the kiss to look at you reassuringly "is this okay?" He asks first before taking control and rubbing the shaft of his cock against your swollen clit.

  You nod your head rapidly "yes please" You desperately moan as your hands fall to his waist.

  He grabs your hands and holds them as he slowly slips his cock into your tight walls, having been so long away from each other this felt so good being so close for the first time in weeks.

  Billy's mouth falls open as your eyes roll back, finally his whole length slides into your core hitting your g-spot on the first thrust, you were always amazed with his talent on being able to hit the best spots on the first thrust.

  From all the prep work you didn't need time adjusting seeing as you being so soaked caused him to slip in easily, you moan gently he starts speeding up with his thrusts. Billy's hips stutter as he gets used the the feeling of being inside you from it being so long.

  "Faster... please..." You manage to get out as swirl your hips around his waist.

  Billy complies as he speeds up his pace, hitting your g-spot every time he thrusts into your swollen pussy. You could feel your high coming already once again, Billy could feel his high building up on him as well. It being a while since you were intimate caused you both to be very sensitive.

  Eventually he starts to pound his cock into your core as his thumb starts rubbing figure eights on your clit. Your walls tighten around his cock as he continues to thrust in and out gripping your hips lovingly.

  This moment felt so raw and intimate as more moans started to fall out from both of your mouths, one of your biggest turn on's was when the guy moaned or whimpered, it made you weak in the knees. Though Billy didn't know this as his moans started to spill out past his plump lips.

  Loosing all of your give a f*ck buttons you let out a seductive moan "Sh*t your so hot Billy" you smirk causing him to snap his head toward your direction.

  He continues to moan every thrust as you get the strength to grab his hips and flip you both over so you were riding him. You started riding his cock like crazy, Billy grips your hips rubbing soothing circles against your skin as your bra covered chest starts bouncing rapidly.

  Just now noticing your bra you start to unclog it as you slow down and circle your hips around his cock, your head falls back as your eyes fall shut from the sensation, discarding of your bra your run your hands over your breasts while looking Billy in the eyes.

  His eyes roll back as you start to feel your high on the verge of caving "I'm cumming" You whimper slightly as your pace fasten while you tighten around his cock and let your high take over you.

  Billy follows seconds later, filling you up with his warm cum letting out whimpers on the way. Riding out your highs you rub your hands again his tanned chest as you press kisses against his neck before sliding off of his cock and laying next to him.

  You both look at each other and smile widely "that was...-"

  "Amazing..." Billy gasps out, still trying to catch his breath.

  He pulls your body closer to him before throwing a light sheet over your sweaty body's.... there's a moment of comfortable silence until Billy speaks up.

"Ya know somethin'..."

  "We left Stan..."

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Requested!!!

Robby Keene X Reader *SMUT*

Warnings? SMUT! SMUT! Requested in first person, and jealous Robby! LANGUAGE! ALSO THIS IS MY FIRST SMUT! DIRTY TALK!

Another Side To You

FIRST PERSON

The sound of my blaring alarm runs through my room, awaking me from my beauty sleep. With a pained groan I throw the covers off of me, not yet getting out of bed.

Deciding it was most best to remove myself from my humble bed, I press stop on the annoying alarm removing myself from the warm bed that I so desperately did not want to leave.

Going to my closet I pick out some random pair of skinny jeans, and a white tank-top with a red checkered flannel.

Doing the rest of my business in the bathroom I grab my phone, before heading out the front door and to my car also before making my way to the amazing place we call school.

Less than fifteen minutes later I arrive at West Valley High. Grabbing my bag I make my way to the front entrance of the school ready to get this day over with already.

"Hey wait up Y/n!" I hear someone call from behind me.

Noticing the all to familiar voice I turning around with a smile on my face. "Robby! I missed you" I say pulling my lovely boyfriend into a warming hug.

He chuckles at my excitement before wrapping his arms around my waist, leaning his head on my shoulder "you seen me yesterday" he comments.

"Too long" I reply shortly.

"Come on we don’t want to be late for our first day back" Robby says pulling away from the loving hug but not before grabbing my hand in his.

"Fine....." I trail off with a sigh, knowing I’d give in to anything he says.

Class after class after class, the same old boring talk over and over again. Soon lunch break rolled around the corner. Oh so thankfully I get out of my seat grabbing my bag and make my way down the hallway walking to Robby’s class so we could walk together.

But I get stopped by none other that Hawk himself "hey Y/n, looking good as always" he compliments with a small smirk.

Not wanting to be rude I smile "thanks Hawk" I say short, sweet but simple.

Eli takes a step closer towards me, hovering over me. "You’re very pretty you know that right?" He hums as hearts fill his eyes.

Not knowing what to do I again smile nervously "t-thanks- but what am I supposed to say to that?" I ask nervously.

He backs up a little "whatever you want to say L/n" Eli says raising is brow.

"I don’t think she’s interested" someone says from behind Hawk.

'Thank goodness' I think as I release a breath I didn’t know I was holding.

Hawk turns around crossing his arms "and what would you know about that?" He edges.

"Because I’m her boyfriend and if you wouldn’t mind, we’ll be leaving now" Robby says grabbing my hand and pulling us away from the situation.

"Oh my- thank you Robby, I did not know how to re-" I start before being interrupted by Robby pushing me against an abandon wall in an old hallway.

Which I just now noticed we didn’t make a turn for the cafeteria. "I am to fuck you so hard you won’t even be able to say thank you" Robby all but growls causing my eyes to widen.

I had never heard nor seen a side of Robby like this before, he was always so sweet and gentle. But do you see me complaining, pfftt no.

I automatically feel myself becoming turned on, "I-I-" I try but Robby cuts me off once again.

"After school. You know where" He states before walking off to his class.

It just now hit me that thirty minutes was up which meant lunch was over. The rest of the day went by slow, the anticipation grew quicker as minutes passed by that I knew I would be able to walk for.... give or take a few days?

I’ve never seen Robby like that so I’m guessing he’s going to stake his claim today. The bell finally rings signaling for students to get out... basically.

With a nervous sigh I wait until everyone clears out of the hallways before walking down the old hallway that never gets used for anything before turning to the door that would lead to my.... well.... difficulties shall we say.

Twisting the door handle I walk in closing the door, locking it behind me. Knowing that Robby was already in here, slowly I turn around to see a studying Robby with his arms crossed over his chest.

He slowly walks over to me, almost tauntingly "you know, I missed these times where we would make out in here or come in here to just get away from all the drama-" he stops for a moment, moving a strand of hair out of my face "-but today is a different story, today.... I’m going to fuck you-" he stops once more to push me against the door "-so hard... until you beg me to stop" Robby finishes as he grabs my thighs roughly causing me to wrap my legs around his waist subconsciously.

Moving away from the door he slams me against another wall causing me to moan, arching my back at the contact. Roughly he places his lips on mine, claiming me as his.

Bitting and nibbling at my lips, not giving them a chance to catch up with his rhythm and speed.

To into the kiss I didn’t notice my flannel was already thrown somewhere in the room.

Pulling my away from the wall, and kiss he carry’s me over to the desk and gently sits me down before placing his lips on mine once again.

Roughly gripping the top of my tank-top he rips it in half causing me to gasp into the kiss.

He pulls my bra down, exposing half of my boobs as he runs his finger tips around the little bud.

Letting out a moan I grind up onto his crotch causing him to let out a moan. I slide my hands down to his jeans before unbuckling and unzipping his jeans before pulling them down halfway.

Running my hand over his growing cock, I continue to kiss back with a firmer grip. Slowly becoming more rougher with my kissing.

Robby’s hand find there way to my jeans before unbuckling them and pulling the down lifting up my hips for faster access.

Throwing those down on the floor he removes his lips from mine before tracing the outline of my underwear gently rubbing over the covers nub.

Letting out a moan I arch my back into his chest "more" I moan aloud.

"Yeah, you want more? You want my fingers?" He asks seductively.

"Yes please" I beg.

Slowly Robby slips both his ring and middle finger all the way into my dripping core, the cold metal of his rings hitting my insides as well.

He soon speeds up the pace as his fingers reach my G-spot causing me to moan rolling my hips against his fingers.

"Come on Robby, just fuck me already" I whine out desperately.

Slowly he slides out his two fingers bringing them to his mouth sucking them clean.

"Always taste so good" he almost like growls out.

Removing his jeans and boxers he places them somewhere on the floor before stroking his length.

Moaning as he does so, spreading my legs more I moan out for him "please" I beg becoming more desperate.

"My little desperate Y/n" Robby whispers in my ear causing goosebumps to arise.

"Alright. I’ll give you what you want" he says before slamming his whole length into me.

"F*ck!" I moan aloud as my insides feel like there being.... well screwed out of place.

"Yes!" I moan louder as I pull him closer, by wrapping my legs around his waist as he grabs my hips pulling me on the edge of the desk.

Roughly, he pushed me back on the desk as his cock pounds and hits places that my fingers could never hit.

"You’re doing so g-good for me" Robby whimper out as my core tightens around him.

For support Robby grips on my half covered boobs as my body bounces on his cock and his hips snap towards mine.

Pounding into my wet core harder he hits my G-spot twice in a row causing my back to arch, head throwing back.

"I’m gonna-" I whimper out.

"Do it, cum around my cock" Robby moans out as his hips thrust against my once more causing my to cum around him, core pulsating around him causing him to moan throwing his head back as he pulls his cock out of me, cumming on my stomach.

Heavy breathing is all you can hear as Robby pulls me into a loving hug "I’m sorry if I was to rough, I just didn’t like seeing Hawk talk to you like that" he admits looking down.

"Hey Robby it’s okay, it was perfect" I say lovingly.

"I love you Y/n" He says lovingly.

"I love you Robby Keene"

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Thank you @peachymelon69 for requesting! I hope you enjoyed!

happy birthday, baby (part one: birthday girl)

(boyfriend!rafe x girlfriend!reader two-shot)

summary it's your first birthday as rafe's girlfriend, and he's desperate to show you just how special you are to him...

content fluff! smut! 18+ minors do not interact!

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“It’s too much, Rafe!”

The pile of presents in front of you is outrageous. Bows and bags and big, meticulously wrapped packages.

“Never too much for my girl,” he stands back, beaming as he watches you take in the display with your mouth agape.

“I don’t even know which one to open first,” you muse.

“Any of ‘em. Just not,” he steps forward and plucks one bag from the pile, “this one. This one’s for last.”

You eye him suspiciously as he sets the bag on the kitchen counter, out of reach. 

“What surprises do you have planned, Cameron?”

“If I told you,” he smiles, stepping behind you and wrapping his arms around your torso, “then they wouldn’t be surprises. Now pick a present or we’re gonna be here all day.”

“Excuse me, I will not be rushed on my birthday,” you say defiantly.

“Not rushing you,” he drops a kiss on your shoulder, “just got a lot of shit planned for ya, I don’t want to waste any time,” he clarifies.

“There’s more?” You turn in his grasp, eyes wide.

He’d already woken you up with breakfast in bed, and an adorably off-key, groggy voiced rendition of ‘Happy Birthday.’ His bedroom was full of flowers and balloons, including two big pink ones displaying your new age. After you ate the fluffiest pancakes you’d ever had in your life, he slipped a heavy diamond necklace around your neck, kissing your shoulders as he clasped it. Giving him a million thank you kisses, you told him you loved your present, and he chuckled, leading you to the kitchen to the mountain of additional presents you’re now ogling.

“So much more. I’ve got a whole day planned for you, so let’s get to it,” he said with a quick tap on your ass, making you giggle.

“Okay, okay! I want…that one,” you point to the largest package in the back of the pile, “‘cause it’s big.”

“Huh, where have I heard that before?” He pretends to think, a smug smirk pulling at the corner of his lips.

You roll your eyes, shoving him back by his shoulder and scoffing, “you’re on another one today, I swear.”

“Just excited to celebrate you,” he grins, placing a quick kiss on your cheek before pulling the biggest present out of the pile.

You sit in one of his dining chairs, opening present after present, each one delighting you more than the last. Flashy and expensive; a new bag, two pairs of shoes that have been on your wishlist forever, jewelry until you’re dripping in diamonds and precious gems. Sweet and sentimental; a printed album of all your instagram posts since the two of you got together almost a year ago, a gold ring engraved with a handwritten message, a crystal picture frame with a shot of the two of you on his boat at sunset. 

You wonder if it’s possible for your heart to actually burst from affection.

When only one present remains, you eye the counter quizzically, waiting for him to bring you the little bag he had set aside. Rafe just makes himself busy picking up the discarded ribbons and wrapping paper, a little blush on his face as he focuses on the chore.

“Rafe…” you try to get his attention.

“Yeah?” He leans down to pick up a bow that had fallen under the table, when he stands, you step in front of him, grabbing the trash from his hands and setting it to the side. 

“I want my last present please,” you smile, hands cupped in front of you expectantly.

He scratches the top of his buzzed head, taking a deep breath, “why don’t we wait? I booked you a spa appointment so you should probably get ready…”

“Rafe,” you cross your arms over your chest, “why are you being all squirmy?”

“I don’t know, I just don’t know if you’ll like it, I don’t want you to think…anything.”

You had no idea what he meant by ‘think anything,’ but this whole you not liking something he took the time to pick out for you business was just nonsense. 

Wrapping your arms around his neck, you stood up on your tiptoes to place a soft, steady kiss on his lips. 

“Well I do know. I’m gonna love it, because you got it for me, and I love you,” you ease his worry.

You had told each other you loved each other for the first time a little over a month ago, but it still feels like fireworks everytime one of you says it. Nothing in life is sweeter than the sound of his quick, reassuring “love ya” before hanging up the phone, or his whispered, emotional “I love you so much,” when he’s buried inside you late at night.

“I love you too,” he grins.

“Good,” you place one more kiss on his lips, “then I would like my last present now, please.”

“Yes ma’am,” he smirks, walking you toward the kitchen, kissing you all the way as he backs you up step by step.

By the time you reach the kitchen island, you’ve almost forgotten about the striped gift bag waiting for you there, distracted by his lips and the cute little smooches they’re making against your mouth with each step.

He reaches back for the bag without pulling away, holding it behind his back as he ducks down for one last peck before swinging it forward and presenting it to you.

“We can take it back if you don’t li-” you silence him with a finger to his lips.

“Shhh, it’s my last present of the day, let me enjoy this,” you request.

He nods solemnly, waiting until you were looking away, too distracted by the tissue paper in the bag to see the smirk growing on his lips as he thought about his actual last present for you. A rush of nerves shoot through him as he pictures the little black velvet pouch sitting in his nightstand drawer. 

Obeying your request, he bites his tongue as you pull out the rest of the tissue paper. When you finally see what’s sitting in the bag, a slow, delighted smile spreads across your face. You don’t pull the gift out, just bite your lip as you blink up at him through your lashes. His cheeks are adorably pink. 

He’s never bought you lingerie before. He’s seen you in plenty of it, though. Hell, he cleared a whole drawer for you like a month after you started dating, telling you to take as much space as you needed as long as he was the only one who got to see you in it. But the thought of him actually going into the store and asking the sales lady for exactly what he wanted to see you in, surely pulling out his black card and telling her the price tag was not an issue, made your belly tighten with lust.

“Ah I see,” you smirk, “it’s a present for me and for you.”

He nods with a lick of his lips, “you gonna try it on for me?”

You lead him to the chair you were sitting in to open presents, guiding him to sit and placing one more kiss on his cheek before excitedly padding to the bedroom to get changed. He watches you go with his tongue pressed into his cheek, readying himself, wondering how the fuck someone like him got lucky enough to be with someone like you.

Rafe had picked out the cutest little set for you. Matching floral bra and panties, sheer and constructed with hardly any fabric at all, a matching garter belt and thigh high sheer stockings. You gasp when you see the price tag, understanding now why the fabric feels so nice and the stitching is so intricate. 

You take your time pulling it on, both to be gentle with the expensive pieces and to tease the man waiting for you in the other room. The thought of him squirming in that chair wondering what the hell was taking so long makes you giggle.

“The fuck are you laughing about in there?” He calls out impatiently from the other room. “You’re killin’ me!” 

You laugh hard at that, head falling back in delight as you clip the last strap of the garter into place. You add a pair of kitten heels to tie it all together and run your fingers through your hair, one quick look in the mirror to appreciate yourself before stepping slowly from the room.

“Sorry to make you wait, baby,” you tilt your head apologetically and step towards him tauntingly. 

Rafe just smiles and looks to the ceiling, shaking his head slowly in disbelief.

“What?” You ask as you approach, hands finding his and bringing them to rest on either side of your waist.

His thumbs trace circles into your skin, “just don’t know how I got so fuckin’ lucky. Must’ve done something right in a past life.”

Your skin goes hot at his words, and the way his eyes are skimming over your body like you’re the eighth wonder of the world.

“Nah, I think you just did a lot of things right in this life,” you pull his arms so he’ll rise to his feet.

Rafe lifts his arm with his hand still holding yours, spinning you with his pointer finger like a ballerina, memorizing every inch of you as you twirl for him.

“No man could possibly be good enough to deserve you, baby,” he responds, his large, rough hands running over your bare hips, guiding you to hop up and wrap your legs around his waist. “I’m just the luckiest guy in the world.”

You kiss him, too overwhelmed by the way he’s looking at you and holding you up to say anything in response. No one has ever made you feel so special, so wanted. He’d kneel down and kiss your feet if you asked him to. But that’s not what you want right now.

“Need you, Rafe,” you mumble against his lips, legs squeezing him tighter, hands splayed on the back of his head like you’re trying to permanently seal his mouth to yours, “please.”

“You don’t gotta beg, angel,” he coos, “I’ll give you anything you want.”

“Cause it’s my birthday?” You tease.

“No. I’ll give you anything you want every day of your fucking life,” he swears, “you deserve the world.”

But you don’t want the world, you just want him.

“Fuck, Rafe,” you sigh, lowering your core over his growing hardness, playfulness gone and replaced by frenzied need.

In response, he shifts to hold you up with one arm, using the other to sweep aggressively at the counter and knock all its contents to the floor chaotically. You love him wild like this, complete disregard for the dishes and various items he’s just sent flying across the kitchen, too drunk on you to even attempt making it to the bedroom. 

He drops you onto the counter, not too hard to hurt, but just hard enough to make your tits bounce and a little “hmph!” to rise from your chest. You’re pulling him to you in seconds, nails clawing at his shoulders and the back of his head as his lips devour yours. He slots his hips between your knees, forcing your legs to fall open for him.

“Gonna make you feel so good, birthday girl,” he promises, chest hovering over you powerfully, lowering you slowly until you’re laying down on the counter, your legs dangling off the edge. 

He kisses down the column of your throat, nipping and nibbling all the way as he hooks his fingers to slip under the straps of the garter belt, pulling until the clasps break away from the top of your stockings with a snap!

You gasp, “you’re gonna break my present!”

“I’ll buy you a new one,” he shakes his head, bent in half to lower his mouth down your body, sucking purple splotches into the sensitive skin of your stomach, claiming you with every mark.

When he’s satisfied with his artwork, he lifts himself up, piercing blue eyes consuming you with an adoration you’ve never experienced before. You writhe a little under his hungry gaze, and his eyes wander to the panties he gifted you, corners of his mouth perking in a grin. His hand snakes up your thigh and he sweeps his thumb over your covered slit without warning, making you gasp and arch off the cold counter.

“Looks like you already made a mess of your present anyway,” his eyes twinkle with mischief as he spreads your wetness through the fabric.

“Can’t help it,” you whine under the pressure, “you always make me so fucking wet.”

He’s desperate to taste you, lowering to his knees and dragging your panties down with him. Gripping your hips, he pulls you to the edge of the counter, closer to his mouth. He nips at the sensitive skin of your inner thighs, the sting outweighed by the pleasure. 

You arch toward him, desperate to feel his mouth on you, but his fingers find you first. He spreads you, groaning a strained ‘fuckkkk’ at the sight. He gathers your slick onto his fingers so slowly, so deliberately, it’s driving you insane. 

Finally, finally, he lowers his mouth and licks, ever so gently, up your center. You’re on fire, the cold marble counter below you doing little to cool your spiked body temperature. 

Between deliberate licks he whispers praises, his tongue and voice taking turns worshiping you.

“Do you know I belong to you?” He confesses, his other hand gripping the edge of the counter so hard it almost cracks. “Do you understand that you fucking own me?”

“You talk so pretty, baby,” you moan, losing your grasp on language as he sends lightning bolts of pleasure shooting through your body, “love that mouth.”

“It’s yours,” he promises, finally lapping at your clit with a pointed tongue, “it’s all yours, everything I’ve got.”

“Just want you!” you cry out when he pulls the sensitive bud into his mouth and sucks hard.

“You have me, ‘m not going anywhere,” he says after releasing your clit with a pop. His middle finger, already soaked from you, dips into your entrance slowly. “You’re my everything, forever.”

Rafe continues to wrap you in soliloquies of praise as his other hand kneads the skin of your stomach reverently, like a potter molding his clay.

It’s these promises that make your head spin, drowning in the tapestry he weaves with his words until all you can think, all you know, is that you love him. When a second finger enters you and his mouth finds the spot he knows so well, everything in the world fades. The only thing that means anything is this man and the way he makes you feel.

His fingers twist and twirl inside you while his mouth works your clit. You’re beside yourself, feeling your release creep closer and closer with each flick of his tongue. You grab the edge of the counter top for purchase, but it’s not enough. Your hands paw at his head, wishing there was something more to ground you. 

You love his buzzcut, you had an appointment in your shared calendar each month for him to dutifully sit on a stool in the bathroom while you redid it with the electric clippers, but in this moment you wish for the first time that he’d grow it out. You tuck the thought away for later.

He loves the way you’re clawing at his scalp, and clenching around his fingers, knowing you’re close like he knows everything about you. He grabs one of your hands, offering his to you so you can squeeze as hard as you need to, loving the pain as he pushes you to the edge.

You cry out his name when you come, nearly breaking the bones in his fingers. He doesn’t stop until the very last wave of ecstasy rolls through you, his body hovering over yours as he soothes you through the cool down.

“You have no idea what you mean to me,” he whispers into your collarbone, following the vulnerable words with a shaky kiss.

“I think I have some idea,” your palm glides over his scalp, where you were just leaving scratches, inspecting to make sure you hadn’t done too much damage. “Because of how much you mean to me.”

He just shakes his head, his buzzed hair tickling your chin.

You both rise from the counter, Rafe straightening your lingerie set and taking in his gift to you one more time. He stands between your legs, fists on the counter as he leans forward on flexed arms.

“How am I supposed to top this?” You wonder aloud, hands smoothing over his shoulders and your head tilting in that adorable way he’s obsessed with.

“What do you mean?” He puzzles.

“When your birthday comes around,” you explain, “you’ve set the bar so high.”

Rafe smiles, but it doesn’t meet his eyes. His gaze wanders from you as he pulls back slightly.

“You don’t have to do anything,” he shakes his head.

“Are you joking? And miss the chance to celebrate you?” 

“We- I don’t really do birthdays,” he says, and before you can pry any further he adds, “plus yours isn’t even close to over yet.”

Rafe lifts you effortlessly from the counter, making you yelp in surprise. You rest your head on his shoulder as he carries you to the bedroom, thinking obsessively about the way he accidentally said ‘we.’

Your heart breaks picturing younger Rafe, no birthday candles to blow out on his big day, no crowd of friends and family singing to him, no one to make him understand how special and worth celebrating he is. 

No, that just wouldn’t do. You start planning the second he falls asleep that night, determined to make his next birthday the best he’s ever had.

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Robby Keene X Reader

Warnings: Fighting

Revenge

  You were on your way home, coming from work. The birds were gently chirping and the sun was setting, the wind was cool almost sending chills up your spine.

  Though the setting seemed beautiful, but what was about to come was definitely not. Soon an all to familiar truck pulled up, blocking you from walking straight down the side walk.

  You widen your eyes as you notice it's Trey and Cruz, they both get out of their truck with the music blasting loudly. As Cruz try's to get out the car he winds up tripping and falling on his back causing Trey to scold him for that stupid act all while you stand their utterly confused.

  Soon once they gather themselves they walk up to you, buffing out their chests. "We figured we'd come and pay Robby's girl a visit, after he betrayed us" Trey speaks up confidently.

  "Okay yeah, I'm just gonna go-" you say slowing backing up.

  "Oh see you're not going anywhere" Cruz says grabbing your hand, preventing you from moving.

  "You might want to get some ice after this" Trey comments before landing a punch to your face.

  Your immediate reaction is to put your hands up to your face but you don't even have time to do that before they push you on the ground and start kicking your sides fiercely.

  Anger with every kick that they proceeded to give you, there wasn't really much you could do seeing as they had both cornered you somewhere by now.

  Soon they heard a car pass them and they ran off, hopping into their truck and driving away.

You take a couple deep breaths as well as you could anyways, considering the excruciating pain that accumulated around your ribs and stomach.

You lay on the concert for a couple minutes to try and help yourself get up, finally deciding you should get up that's what you do. Grabbing your bag you continue to limp home, seeing as it was only one block away anyways.

You unlock the door and slam it shut with your foot, walking upstairs the first thing you want to do is lay down. But you needed to get cleaned up, so you limped into your bathroom and grabbed what supplies you could before getting to work.

You decided to take a hot bath, seeing as it would help the soreness rise down a little. While the water ran you fixed up the little bit of wounds you could, applying peroxide to the opened wounds on your face before slipping what little bit of clothes you had on and sliding into the tub.

The tingling sensation from the hot water causing you to sigh, though the stinging sensations on your stomach started to burn more because of the contact with the water, but it would go away soon enough.

  Obviously this wasn't how you planned your night to go, you mostly planned to spend some time with Robby eating take out and watching random movies you weren't even into.

  That reminded you, Robby was supposed to come over later. About thirty more minutes of soaking in the hot water you decided to get out and slip on some underwear and one of Robby's baggy t-shirts.

  You gather all your used clothes and put them in the dirty clothes basket before going to your room, turning the lights off and sliding under your covers, to at least get a nap before Robby came over.

  You knew he'd ask questions once he got here but you decided to leave that for when he showed up.

  An hour later Robby knocked softly on your door, not getting a response he decides to open your bedroom door anyways seeing as he knew you were asleep.

  He walks over to your bedside lamp and flips it on, sitting the takeout on the chair beside your table.

  His eyes widened as he sees your bruised face, gently he strokes a piece of hair from your face back "baby? Hey, wake up..." Robby says softly as he gently shakes you awake.

  You groan lightly as you turn over on your side, wincing as you do from your sore stomach. Once you open your eyes fully you see a worried Robby looking down at you.

  "Robby..?" You mumble lifting yourself up, resting on your headboard.

  He scoots your blanket over so he could sit down beside you, "hey, what happened?" He questions softly, referring to your bruises and previous actions.

  "Oh- uhm- noting..." You mumble lowly, fiddling with your fingers.

  "Hey, don't lie to me please baby. What happened?" He questions once again, placing his soft hand upon your cheek.

  "Uh, Trey and Cruz happened. They said something about it being payback for you... betraying them..?" You hesitantly say looking down.

  Robby's head drops as he curses under his breath "baby I am so sorry, I'm going to kill them for this" He grits his teeth slightly.

  "No hey, it's okay..." you say grabbing his hand, comfortingly.

  "How is it okay? They hurt the one good thing I have- it's not right-" He continues.

  "Robby- it's okay, I'm okay. A few temporary battle scars but I'm okay" You reassure.

  Robby looks at you before resting his shoulders "I'm sorry, this is all my fault" He apologizes.

  "No it's not Robby- don't say that" You say trying to convince him.

  "I'm sorry" Robby looks down before gently pressing his lips against yours.

  "Here I brought us take out" He exclaims grabbing the bag and setting it down between you two.

  "Thank you, handsome" You praise, with a small smile.

  Robby chuckles "you're welcome beautiful" he teases as he kicks off his shoes and slips in the bed with you.

  You hadn't expected the day to star off with a beating but the outcome was nice. The rest of the night Robby kept pressing kisses against your lips and all over your sore spots. You both talked about random things and laughed like goofballs, overall the beating was.... well semi worth-it.

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This was requested!!!

Robby Keene X Reader

Warnings: Little Angst!

Not just a Secret

  Let's get one thing straight, keeping a secret from your boyfriend is not that easy. Especially when it's as big as your secret, you see from the time you were young you always admired karate. Other kids thought it was dumb and would rather play video games or whatever.

  You felt there was no hope for you seeing as, there were literally no karate dojo's available in your area. Only a car salesman by the name of Daniel LaRusso who won a karate battle with an illegal kick but you get the picture.

  It wasn't until someone by the name of Miguel helped spark Johnny your sensei to have his own dojo. You and Miguel were pretty close, you ran into him at the mini mart on your way home where you also met Johnny.

  He was sitting on a curve enjoying his pizza when a bunch of teens decided to get into some trouble with a boy smaller than them.

From most of your karate experience which detained of watching old karate moves on YouTube came into handy when they tried to start with you. You immediately caught Johnny's eye as you; someone 10 times younger than him knew about old time karate, though your stance wasn't completely stable.

Johnny decided to help you out seeing as there were more than just two or three kids you were going against and because they hit his car.

What you thought was cool was that You, Miguel, and Johnny all lived in the same apartment complex. You noticed Johnny a lot, but you knew from his personal actions that he didn't like associating with people.

After Miguel had convinced Johnny to open up his own dojo both Johnny and Miguel came straight to you. Well Both you and Miguel happened to run into Johnny who was looking for you both to tell you the good news.

You were eagerly ecstatic, having had wanted this dream to come true for a while. Johnny taught you a lot that you didn't know before, he was almost like a dad figure.

You see when you met Robby you hadn't know that Johnny was his dad and you didn't know the situation. It took a while for Robby to open up to you about his family issues in the relationship.

You guys were together for about 6 months before you knew about Johnny being his dad and how much he 'hated' him.

You knew Johnny for the first 3 months while learning a little bit of karate, and it wasn't until 3 months later you started fully going every day after school.

Yeah you could say whenever Robby told you who his dad was you immediately felt trapped. For the simple fact that is Robby hated his dad so much and knew how close you and his dad were he might not like that... he'd might even feel betrayed.

So you kept it a secret, which probably wasn't the best and definitely not the healthiest for your relationship but you wanted to keep Robby happy... but you knew if it got out he would not be the happiest about it.

Anyways, you were on your way to Cobra Kai... you guest it. As of right now Johnny had a good amount of students, including You, Miguel, Tory, Eli- also known as Hawk now, Chris, A**- Face as they call him, Bert, and a couple extras.

Practice was as normal as any other day, it consisted of sweat, pounding chest, and happiness. Karate brought joy to you, and you absolutely loved the way Johnny taught you karate.

You could tell from the beginning that Johnny was nervous and scared to teach more kids, you didn't quite know why but you thought it had something to do with his childhood maybe?

It was almost like he thought he was going to mess up, which so far he hasn't. Plus he has you and Miguel for reassurance which he didn't ask for but definitely didn't tell either of you to stop.

Johnny had let everyone take a 10 minute break while he worked on something in his office, a loud shout and bang was heard after less than a minute of him being in his office.

You and Miguel share a knowing look as everyone else's eyes stayed wide and scared, because when Johnny's mad he usually is shall I say more present with his actions.

Both you and Miguel get up from your sitting positions and walk into Johnny's office to see him with his head buried in his hands and the phone beat against the desk.

"Sensei?" Miguel questions worried.

"Yes Mr. Diaz? Do you need something?" Johnny asks, quite stressfully.

"Uh- I was just wondering if you were okay?" He questions softly.

"I'm fine Diaz, just stressed that's all" Johnny nods his head as an okay, Miguel nods and walks to the mats, as you stay behind.

"Uh- Sensei you know you can talk to me- to us" You comment, daringly.

"I appreciate that Miss. L/n" He says as he pops open his famous coors beer, leaning back into his chair.

You take a seat in the chair in front of him "what's wrong?" You question.

He takes a swing of beer keeping eye contact as he sits the beer aggressively down on the table "nothing is going my way, you know? I try one good thing and it escalates into two bad things" Johnny states, running a hand through his hair messing it up a little.

"Uh- Sensei, I can see it on your face you're not that hard to read. I know it might sound crazy but I know what you're feeling all I can say is that it will get better you're doing an amazing job at what you do already... so who says you're not already doing that one thing" You say softly.

Johnny smiles a little, but this time a genuine smile "that's very kind of you Y/n" he says as you smile, feeling accomplished.

"Is something going on with you? You said you knew what I felt" Johnny questions.

"Oh uhm actually I'm kind of stuck on something right now- I'm kinda doing one thing that I know would hurt someone I love but only just found out they wouldn't like it when I'm doing it and it's hard because I know how he'll react" You say nervously, as technically you just told on yourself.

Johnny nods his head in understand-meant "is he a lover?" He asks to which you nod yes.

"Well then he should understand right? I mean you're a great kid he would understand" Johnny encourages.

You smile softly "thank you" you blush of embarrassment from the fact that you know you literally just told on yourself.

"No problem kid, now go get into your stance" He says getting up as you follow, walking out of his office and into your follow in stance.

The rest of practice ended with a happier and more relieved Johnny. At the end of class Johnny asked both of you and Miguel to stay behind saying that he needed to give you both something.

  He leads you both to the trunk of his red firebird, which holds two black Cobra Kai Gi's "I wanted to give both of you these first" He says handing one to both you and Miguel.

  "Sensei this is- incredible" Miguel comments excitedly.

  "They're amazing!" You say excitedly.

  "Well you guys deserved it, you both worked very hard" Johnny says proudly.

  Miguel hugs Johnny until his phone dings causing them to pull away from the hug "sorry sensei that's my mom! Thank you!" He says before running away, over to his bike.

  "Thank you sensei" You smile slightly.

  "You can call me Johnny, Y/n but only out side of the dojo" He says as you give him a hug.

  See this is where it gets complicated, Robby had decided he was going to give his dad a chance and so he thought that he would come to Cobra Kai and speak with his dad.

  As he was riding on his board he stopped and picked it up as he arrived at his destination and saw you with his dad.

  "Y/n?" Robby questions walking up to the scene.

  "Robby-" You gasp internally, slightly freezing. You knew this day would come but not so soon.

  "Robby? What are you doing here?" Johnny questions, confused.

  "Well I came to talk to you but seeing as my girlfriend made it first it seems I don't need to" Robby spits out bitterly.

  "Robby I-" He cuts you off.

  "What you can explain? Oh please do, after I just told you too." He walks closer to you.

  "I guess now I know I should've never tried with you" Robby says walking away.

  "Don't talk to her like that" Johnny stands his ground walking over to Robby as he stops in his tracks.

  "Oh like you talk to me?" He asks sarcastically.

  "You know what I've had it, I'm done. We're done Y/n" Robby says before continuing to walk away.

  You couldn't just let him walk away, so you ran after him once he turned the curve behind the dojo "Robby wait at least let me explain" You plead.

  He stops once again before turning back around "what? What do you need to explain" he sighs.

  "Look I didn't know that Johnny was your dad until yesterday when you told me! I had no way of knowing but I knew that I didn't want to quit karate" You state.

  "Oh so you couldn't have just quit when you knew or at least have told me?" He grits his teeth, walking closer to you.

  "Oh come on Robby, just give Johnny a chance he's really trying" You plead.

  "Oh so now you're on his side" He says defensively.

"I'm not saying that I just thought that if I kept it a secret that I wouldn't hurt you" You say guiltily.

"That is not just a secret Y/n!" He yells stepping closer causing you to flinch accidentally.

  This action didn't go unnoticed to Robby, he immediately goes soft "oh Y/n- I-I'm sorry" He says going to grab your hand but you pull it away.

  "Just. Don't. I think we need some time to collect ourselves" You state before walking away from Robby and back to Johnny.

  "I'm sorry Johnny- I should've told you earlier" You say guiltily as you didn't want Johnny to feel some type of way towards you now.

  He nods his head understandingly "look Y/n. It's okay there's nothing to be sorry for, i actually would spin you two together if he wasn't being such a d*ck" He comments.

  You laugh at his choice of words "you mean ship?" You question.

  "Oh so that's what they call it" He hums as you nod.

  Johnny offered you a ride home, since you both lived at the same apartment complex and of course you agreed.

  As you walked through your apartment door you felt bad, bad about keeping a secret from Robby that would hurt him, but also mad because he had just told you Johnny was his dad so you had no way of knowing beforehand.

  Robby on the other hand felt terrible, he made you flinch. Worst of all he yelled at you which he would never do if it were a different topic, his dad was always a hard topic for him.

  Robby had decided to take action and visit your apartment, he hated being away from you for more than a couple days.

  He bought some of your favorite flowers and made his way to your apartment on his skateboard. Moments later you heard a knock at your door, your parents weren't home and you knew they would be here later so that confused you.

  None the less you opened the door to reveal Robby awkwardly holding your favorite flowers, a look of regret and sadness written clearly on his face.

  "Robby-?" You question confused.

  "Y/n hear me out please..." He pleads.

  "Okay... come in" You say holding the door opened for him more.

  He walks in and sets the flowers down on your counter "look I'm sorry for yelling at you like that, it was wrong of me but I was just upset" He confesses, looking down.

  You sigh "Robby it's okay, I know you would never hurt me like that it was just an instinct. I'm sorry to for not telling you" You say guiltily.

  Robby walks closer to you and grabs both of your hands interwinding them with his "no it's okay Y/n, I know you didn't know I shouldn't have pushed you like that" Robby admits.

  "It's know, I just thought if I kept it a secret it wouldn't hurt you as much...." You mumble honestly.

  He smiles a little "I think it hurt more, but now it's okay because I love you to much to lose you" He shyly admits.

  You smile, wrapping your arms around his shoulders "I love you more" You respond.

"How about we get some food and cuddle?" You question happily.

"That sounds amazing" Robby reply’s.

Even though Robby was desperately hurt at your actions, he knew it wasn’t your fault he knew that you didn’t know I mean how would you have known if he never opened up to you. Anyways life went on and eventually Robby finally spoke and sorted things out with his dad, though that didn’t stop certain people but it did save Johnny’s.

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This was requested from Wattpad!!!

Heyyy! I’m the anon that asked for JJ overstimulation & was wondering if I could make a smut req for Rafe now! Tutor reader putting Bully Rafe in his place??? Like, she’s been tutoring him for a few weeks and all he does is make lewd comments and passes and be a dick etc - so she decides to shut him up and make him learn. Edging him with every question he gets right and not letting him cum until the whole page is done and all right - he’s a babbling, pleading mess. No Bully Rafe in sight 😫😫

“Oh—fuck, oh shit—“ Rafe fucking Cameron choked out desperately, his hard hot cock throbbing and pulsing hopelessly in your hand, the trip an angry neglected purple with pre cum slathered all over it.

“Answer the question Rafe.” You guide him sternly, one hand wrapped lazily around his dick, giving him just enough it make him shake and whine and throb but cutting it off everytime he got close, leaving him aching and wanting. You were sitting next to him at your desk, in your bedroom, the material for your tutoring session in front of you—his trousers and boxers pooled around his feet, hips bucking into your hand uncontrollably. You were fully clothed next to him, the picture of calm and authority.

He’d been your tutee for a while now—and you’d known him even longer as the fuck boy bully of your school. As a student, he wasn’t much better, also making inappropriate, dickish remarks and barely focusing on the learning. So, here you are now, forcing him to learn by using his pleasure as derivative.

(And, if you enjoyed seeing Rafe Cameron, the big bag bully at school, a whimpering whining shaking mess from just your hand, your denial of his pleasure.. then well, that was your business)

“Shit, shit, shit—I’m gonna—“ He whined out, loud and obscene, his dick twitching in your hand. You let go of him immediately, your hand going to his hair and tugging harshly in reprimand, bringing his eyes to yours.

Rafe cried out, body shaking and cock pulsing hopelessly - he sniffled as he brought his eyes to yours, the baby blues red rimmed, with anger and need and desperation (and probably coke too).

“Answer the fucking question Rafe.” You demand sternly, his hair in your grasp still. Eyes holding his.

He closed his eyes, nose scrunching in futile anger and overpowering painful need. He stammered out the answer to the question you’d asked—voice broken and garbled, thighs trembling faintly.

“Good boy.” You cooed patronisingly, giving his cheek a light slap. “It’s not so hard to listen to people when they tell you what to do, huh? You should learn to do it more. People might actually like you then.”

(He hated that way his dick throbbed and twitched like some desperate bitch at the praise. At your mean tone of voice)

“You fucking—I’m—you’re such a bitch.” Rafe gritted out, his voice cracking with a pitiful whimper, opening his eyes to give you a half lidded scowl—ruined fully by the flush on his cheeks, the way his legs were squirming about in the chair for something anything. Pathetic.

You laugh at him outright, your hand in his hair tightening even more as you move your face closer to his—letting your breath ghost over his lips.

“And you’re a dumb fucking slut.” You smile mockingly, moving his head to expose his neck and run your fingers over it, lightly holding it. “So desperate for anything, can’t even speak properly. Stumbling over your words like a toddler, baby. What happened to big bad Rafe?” You coo tauntingly, fingers tightening around his neck. “All your promises to make me feel good if I let you have me. Now fucking look at you, you couldn’t handle even a second in this pussy, baby.”

He bit down on his lips hard, almost drawing blood, his hands white knuckling his bare thighs as he squirmed and withered about in his chair—the heat in his cheeks flaming even hotter at your words, as well as the heat in stomach. The muscles of his abdomen clenching.

“I—I—I cou—“ Rafe stammered desperately, wanting to prove himself. Wanting to defend himself. He was on the verge of tears at this point, his mind foggy and wanting. Dick aching and pulsing harder than it had ever before. The hand on his neck and the brush of your breath against him sending shockwaves of pleasure up his spine that had him clenching his legs together, trying not to come from just your fucking words (god, he was so pathetic).

“I—I—I—“ You mock back, your hand traveling down from his neck to wrap around his pulsing neglected cock again, squeezing him. Spreading his thighs wide once more. “What you can do is finish answering the questions with that stupid slutty brain of yours, okay? Then maybe I’ll let you in my pussy. Even though you won’t last a second. Fuck, you probably never do.” You giggle tauntingly again, reciting off the next question for him to answer.