Apparitions.

apparitions.

premise: you don’t know how this came to be; steven fucking you in front of a mirror. your body and pleasure showcased to marc, to prove a point, to show him steven knows best.

pairing: steven grant x (f)reader

word count: 839

warnings: minors dni please, marc x reader are mentioned and alluded in here but not shown, unprotected sex, literally just smut, dom!steven, teasing, voyeurism in a sense.

etc: this is based on this and this ask, i kind of strayed from the initial idea since i plan on writing a version of this, but not quite the same, with marc and other oscar characters, but me writing steven as a dom? shocking i know lmao.

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“Does he do it better than me?” Steven hums, you’ve never heard his voice so deeply coated with jealousy and lust. The dynamic the three of you had was always so well laid out, who spent this time with you one day, or that time another day. Sometimes both of them at once. There had never been any fighting over you, over the moments shared with one of the other. It was an equal playing ground, you adored them both the same as they loved you the same.

Competition didn’t fit into the cracks of this unique relationship, and yet it was somehow showing it’s childish head right now.

Peering from around a corner with a sinister smirk as your palm dug into the edge of the mirror, Steven’s hand moving between your thighs as the pad of his finger rubbed circles against your clit; heavy pants mixed with moans spilling from your mouth, Steven’s dirty words making you clench around his thickness as it fucked up into you.

Your lids feel heavy, the exhaustion of being toyed with and fucked for what feels like hours—all in the means of proving a point—seeping into you bone deep. Steven’s other arm having to hold up your waist to prevent you from falling forward; and just letting him use you.

His reflection shows blown out pupils tainted with determination of sexual prowess. Sometimes a smirk will cross his lips and you know Marc must have said something, must be toying with him—with both of you.

“Tell me, love.” Steven grunts against your ear, “can he fuck you this good? You’re so wet for me, grippin’ me so tight.”

You don’t know how, or why, this came to be; Steven fucking you in front of a mirror. Your entire naked body on display in front of it as he pounds into you, your chest heaving, a sheen of sweat coating your breasts and abdomen as he makes you come for the third time tonight. Part of you wants to feel annoyance or some kind of begrudging feeling at both men using you as some dick swinging contest, but it’s hard to do when Steven feels so good inside of you. When each thrust of his hips hitting your ass coats his filthy words to you—and Marc—so ridiculously obscene, how you can hear the wet noises of his cock merge with your pitiful moans as he uses you, plays with you, toys with you; it’s hard to feel anything other than this, to think about anything other than Steven.

Marc being an afterthought. Only remembered when Steven prompts you again: “thinks he knows your body, how to please you, you were mine first, he wouldn’t know how to touch you if it wasn’t for me. gotta show him how to fuck you right.”

“Steven,” you moan, body leaning back into his until he makes a disapproving sound and is straightening you back up.

“Don’t move, love. Marc needs to see you, needs to watch my fingers play with this perfect pussy of yours. How else will he learn?” You catch a glimpse of Steven’s smirk—at Marc—before your eyes are shutting in ecstasy, the building pleasure of the fingers against your clit, the cock inside of you, and how filthy and needy you must look like right now to Marc all bringing you closer and closer to coming again.

Both boys had a way of mixing pleasure and torture so good that you felt devilish with how bad you wanted them both. How bad you wanted to be face down and ass up for Marc, or spread out atop Steven’s desk for him. Steven had you first but now you belonged to both of them. You were addicted to both of them. Loved fucking both of them. Your mind can’t wrap itself around choosing which one fucks better, which one makes you come harder. They both leave you breathless and throbbing to the point of exhaustion.

But you will gladly let them use you for these silly little games again. Will happily let Steven showcase you in front of a mirror for Marc’s eyes, for him to be envious of; the image of how deeply torn with sexual desire and need he must look like right now makes a shuttering gasp catch in your lungs.

“Tell him how good it feels, tell him you’re mine.” He presses a kiss to your cheek, his eyes shifting from yours to the other side of the mirror. Steven’s saying something but it’s not to you, it’s cocky and sneering and clipped at the end with a deep groan as your cunt clenches harder around him.

“I’m–fuck,” you’re almost there, so close. You can barely keep your neck upright, your eyes barely open.

His lips are pressed to your ear, his pants sending shivers down your spine, “it’s killing him not being able to touch you.” Steven’s fingers pick up speed on your clit, his cock following suit. “Come on my cock love, give Marc a show, yeah?”

Head that Wears the Crown

Aemond Targaryen x F!Targaryen!Reader

There is only one woman in the whole of Westeros who can get inside Aemond’s Targaryen’s head. On the night of Aegon II’s coronation, Aemond’s beloved wife, Y/N Targaryen is not happy with who wears the crown, and she seduces her husband into making a move that might change the order of succession in a mere turn of the moon.

Warnings: smut, incest

A.N: Reader is Rhaenyra and Daemon’s daughter and married to Aemond. This is somewhat darker than what I usually write, but it’s also something I’ve been meaning to write while I’m still working on the requests I’ve received.

Word count: 1958

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Shying Away

A/n: I hope I did well on this for you! I haven’t written in a while! Also I love the idea!

Pairing: Robin Buckley x fem!reader

Summary: Steve helps you out with your longing for Robin to notice you

Warnings: fluff,heartache,cussing, sexual tension,Steve being Steve,smut

“You know staring won’t do anything you know that right?” You turn around seeing Steve leaning against the wall.

You sigh and drop your gaze from Robin and Vickie who are currently talking about something important.

“There’s nothing wrong with admiring someone Steve. You should know you do it all the time with Nancy.” You grab a hand full of movies and start putting them back onto the shelves.

“I can help you out you know, with admitting your feelings for robin.”

You shrug. “I don’t know Steve what if she doesn’t like me and what if I ruin our friendship?”

Steve sighs before putting a movie on the shelf. “You won’t I promise and look Vickie just left it’s worth a shot right now.”

“Fine.” You walk over to robin smiling. Before you could get a word in she speaks. “We’re going on a date! Okay okay, can you believe it?! Holy shit!”

Your smile falls from your face but not wanting robin to notice you put on a fake smile for her. “I’m really happy for you robin but I am off so I’ll talk to you later.”

You grab your stuff behind the counter and walk out getting into your car and slamming the door.

“Is she okay?” Robin looks at Steve who has a frown on his face.

“What did you say to her?” He says coming around the counter.

“I just said that me and Vickie are going out in a date, why would she be upset about that?”

“She was going to ask you out Robin! Fuck, don’t you see she’s in love with you and you’ve been to busy with vickie to notice!”

“No she’s not come on Steve we all know if anyone she’s in love with it’s you.”

“Robin you are one of my best friends but you are really stupid sometimes, Y/n is my cousin, but that doesn’t matter right now but what does is that she had everything planned if you said yes. She’s been in love with you since we starting working at Scoops ahoy and now here at family video.”

“I didn’t know I just thought why would someone like her be in love with me? I’m a nobody, she was the queen in high school and you where the king so I just assumed it was that everyone thought you would be the perfect couple. I feel terrible now I just thought she wouldn’t wanna be with me. Fuck cover for me please?”

“You know I will go get her and cancel that date with Vickie! Oh and here!” He says tossing his keys to the house.

“I will!” Robin runs out of the store getting onto her bike and heads towards your house.

After crying for a while you fall asleep from exhaustion, only to be woken up with the feel of soft fingers moving your hair back from your face.

Opening your eyes you see Robin looking down at you. “What are you going here?”

“Steve told me so I cancelled my date with Vickie and before you say you didn’t have to do that,yes I did because I’m not gonna go out on a date with someone I thought I loved when the person I did love was right in front of me the whole time and to be fair I thought you where in love with Steve,well that was until he told me you guys where related I’ve never felt more embarrassed in my life.” She smiles

You sit up looking into her eyes. “Do you really mean it? Being in love with me? Because I won’t be able to handle it if your just trying to make me feel better.”

“I promise.” Robin reply’s putting her hand on your waist lifting you onto her lap.

“Can I?” You say looking down at her lips

“Not gonna stop you.”

You lean down kissing her lips feeling the softness of her lips against yours. Deepening the kiss you hold her closer to you before adding your tongue.

Robin lets out a soft moan feeling you grip her hair while grinding onto her. Hearing you gasp at the feeling of her jeans rub against your clit that has a thin barrier separating you guys fully.

You mumble a “please” against her lips.

She rubs her hand down your thigh under your skirt before reaching underneath your panties connecting with your clit.

She feels you grip he shoulders trying to rock against her but her other hand stops you. Your about to say something but you get stopped as you feel Robin starting to slowly rub your clit in slow circles.

You lay your head into her neck feeling the movements of her hand go faster. You whimper feeling light kisses on your neck.

“Shh baby it’s okay let it out, I wanna hear your pretty sounds.” The darkness in her voice sparks something in you and sends you over the edge. You grip her shoulders tightly as she rides out your orgasm, feeling your legs shake around hers.

Taking deep breath’s you slowly relax and lay against her. She removes her hand laying you down and holding you against her.

You cuddle into her, kissing her cheek before falling asleep in her arms.

“I’ll be right here when you wake up sweetheart.”

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Domestic Bliss

Poly!141 x wife!reader

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You’re boys were a team. A well oiled machine, knowing each other’s strengths and weaknesses. They all fit together so seamlessly, having the ability to pick each other up before the other realizes they need it. Before you, they had a system that seemed to thrive from chaos and confusion. When you first met the group, you were hesitant. Mainly because of the four giants who all professed their love for you and each other. There was another reason you were so hesitant to join the group; deep down you feared that you didn’t fit in. That your presence only hindered the boys, but they saw something that you didn’t. You made their chaos make sense.

You guys had a routine. Each time the boys had to go on a mission, you would pamper each man in a special way that was dedicated to just them. You would start the routine a week before the mission so you had enough time to make sure that each boy felt loved.

For John, you would go on hikes each morning before the mission. You two would wake up earlier than the others and spend the entire morning wrapped up in each other. You two would make coffee before heading to the car and driving to your favorite park. You would walk around in the peaceful forest together and just soak in each other's presence.

For Kyle, you two would sit together and water horror movies. Something about the fact that you cling to him that brings hm comfort, it helps him get into the right head space. It helps him come home to you safely. You two would go to the guest room with big bowls of popcorn and giggling to each other as you pick the next movie on the list.

For Johnny, you two would get together a couple days before they left for the mission and you would trim his Mohawk. He always claimed that you did it the best, not letting anyone else touch his hair with a pair of scissors, even the other boys in your group. Johnny would melt into your soft touch as you gently passed over the sides of his head with the razor. The gentle vibrations soothing him so he could finally concentrate on his thoughts.

For Simon, his time with you doesn't start until right before they have to leave. He stands in the bathroom, hands placed firmly on your hips to keep you in place. You sat on top of the bathroom counter, his black makeup in your hands as you slowly massage the paint into his skin with a brush. His eyes were closed as you worked, a hand on the side of his head. You hum children’s lullabies to him to help the chatter in his brain, so that you know he will be safe.

Everyone knows the routine, never interrupting each other’s time. The entire group needed it as much as you needed it. It helped you to know that just in case this was the last time, they felt loved.

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