𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐚𝐝𝐲𝐩𝐨𝐨L 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐖𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐢e, P2

hii! i love your content and i literally scream with excitement everytime you post :) may i request ethan landry smut?

i was thinking of a plot where reader takes ethan to meet her family for the first time during christmas. she teases him making ethan flustered and a little mad about it? you could do whatever you want to fill in to the story !!

i dont know how to explain it properly, this is my first time ever requesting 😭

scratches down your back — ethan landry

word count: 2,072

pairing: ethan landry x fem!reader

summary: y/n teases ethan all evening and then he punishes her.

warnings: smut. p in v. masturbation. bondage. unprotected sex. dirty talking.

ETHAN'S GRIP ON THE STEERING WHEEL WAS SO STRONG THAT HIS KNUCKLES TURNED WHITE. His body felt hot and his forehead was covered in sweat. Y/N was looking at him worriedly from the shot-gun seat, a wave of guilt rushing through her body. They were parked in front of Y/N's parents' house and Ethan was having a nervous meltdown.

"Eth, it's totally fine if you're not ready for this. I'm sure my parents will understand." she said caressing his knuckles softly.

His hands relaxed and he shook his head. "No, I want to meet them. I'm just really nervous and scared."

"Love, you know that you don't need to win them over, right? Because you already have. I'm always sending them pictures of our dates, and tell them how you spoil me and you don't even know how often I tell them how amazing you are and how much I love you. They love you, Eth. They only want me to be happy," she kissed his cheek and made him look her in the eyes as she said "and hell, Ethan, you make me so happy that my chest hurts."

That made Ethan smile and feel like doing cartwheels. Y/N always said the exact words to calm him down. “Okay. I’m ready.” he nodded. Y/N turned around to open the door but he stopped her, making her furrow her brows. “I love you.”

No matter how many times they had told each other those three words, she still felt like melting into a puddle everytime. It was the way his voice softened and his eyes glistened like snow—they showed they weren’t empty words, he meant them and felt them with his whole heart.

“I love you, too. More than anything.”

When they finally entered the house, all his fears washed away. Y/N’s parents greeted him like he was an old friend and made him feel more at home than his own parents. For the first time in very long time, he didn’t feel alone during holidays. His heart warmed everytime he stole glances at his girlfriend’s concentrated expression as she made gingerbread cookies, or when he witnessed the way her whole face lit up when she watched him exchange words with her parents. But mostly, his heart warmed at the way they made him feel like he was a part of the family, like he had always been part of the family.

Y/N could see that too, and it was the best feeling in the world. Ethan deserved to be surrounded by people who loved and cared about him, and as long as Ethan let her be around him, she would ensure he got everything he deserved. He would always have someone to go home to.

His laugh brought her out of her sappy thoughts. God, how much she loved his laugh. It was deep and full of life, and it made creases appear by his eyes and she wanted nothing more than to press her lips against them.

Y/N faked an annoyed expression once she realized her mother and Ethan were laughing at her. They had been exchanging embarrassing stories about her and laughing their asses off together, like they were long-time best friends.

“No, no. Please continue laughing at me like I’m not even here.” she said feigning hurt.

“I’m sorry, love. But really? You climbed the wall to the neighbor's backyard? You little trespasser.” Ethan said smiling at her.

“I was 10! And bored. And the asshole left his dog there so I thought—he must not be at home and the dog is as lonely as I am, and I wanted to play with him.”

“Aw, babe, you make trespassing look adorable.” he said as he stood up and walked towards her around the counter. He hugged her from behind and rested his chin on her shoulder.

“Yes, but then the neighbor caught her and she started calling him out for leaving the dog outside alone. I swear I’ve never seen a forty-year-old man so intimidated by a little girl.” her mother said and started laughing with Ethan.

“That sounds like something she would still do.” Ethan said between laughter. Her mother nodded in agreement.

“Okay, stop it you two. I don’t like this little alliance.” Y/N frowned.

Her mother blew her a kiss before standing up. “I’m going to check on your father.”

Once her mother was out of the kitchen, Y/N turned around to face her grinning boyfriend “Bonding with my mother over making fun of me? Not cool, Ethan.”

“I’m sorry. It was a really adorable story, tho. You’re so cute.”

Y/N started kissing his neck and once she reached his weak spot, she started sucking the skin in there. Ethan’s hands gripped her hips tightly and he let out a quiet moan. Her lips trailed upwards, kissing his Adam apple, jawline and finally met his lips.

Her hand, which was resting on his firm chest, slowly moved down until it made contact with his hard on. He gasped in surprise and stopped the kiss. “Babe, what are you doing?”

“Me? Nothing.” she shrugged innocently, feeling his dick pulsing against her knuckles. His breathing quickened and he had to bit his lower lip to not make any sound.

“Please….”

“Please what?” she said in a whispery breath. “Do you want me to touch you?” Ethan nodded desperately, his eyebrows furrowed with agony. “I’m sorry, babe. You’ll have to wait until dinner’s over.”

“Okay.” he wasn’t exactly happy about it, but he understood they couldn’t do anything while her parents were on the next room.

Apparently, Y/N wasn't on the same page and she continued to tease him throughout dinner. At first, he didn’t think anything when she put her warm hand on his knee, but then she slowly drew her index finger up. This time, she didn’t just brush her knuckles against his bulge, she massaged it with her whole palm to the point that Ethan began to leak inside his boxers. And then, she went one step forward and sneaked her hand inside his pants and underwear to stroke his dick.

Ethan bit the inside of his cheek so hard it drew blood, but continue to do it to stop the whimpers that threatened to escape his mouth. He threw his girlfriend a begging glance, and she understood by the way his length was pulsing and his fists clenched that Ethan was close, which made her stop.

With a wink, she withdrew her hand and continue chatting with her parents and having dinner as if nothing had happened. Ethan was beyond mad, and when they finally said their good nights, he practically hauled his girlfriend to her childhood room, where they would be sleeping for the night, and threw her to the bed.

“You think it was funny, don’t you?” he asked as he hovered over her. “Teasing me knowing there was nothing I could do because I would never do that while your parents were there.”

“I was just giving you a preview of your gift.”

“And what is my gift?”

“Well, I wanted to suck you off while I wore the lingerie I bought for you.”

Ethan’s eyes darkened. “Too bad, I don’t like what you did, and I think you need to be punished for torturing me like that.” Y/N’s eyes sparkled with lust as her boyfriend took his shirt off and then his pants and boxers. She extended her hand, ready to touch him but he quickly grabbed both of her hands. “No touching.”

“Ethan, please. I’m sorry, let me touch you.” she begged.

The boy shook his head. “Take your shirt and shorts off.”

His eyes followed every movement, making her feel hot and excited for the night that awaited her. She loved when he took charge and was commanding—it was a side of him only she knew about. No one would ever imagine that the shy smart boy liked to tie his girlfriend’s hands to the bedpost as he touched himself in front of her.

“You’re killing me, Eth.” she said in a broken voice while trying to free herself from the leather belt around her wrists.

“You don’t even know how hot you look right now.” Ethan panted, stroking his length faster and he drank the sight of her in green lacy lingerie and doe eyes begging him to let her touch. “You like what you see, love?”

Y/N nodded “I want you in my mouth.”

“Here’s what’s going to happen.” he started, as he continued to drive himself to his release. “I’m going to come on your tits and then I’m going to fuck you so deep that you’ll be begging me to stop, but I won’t. I won’t stop until you’re full of my cum. Understood?”

Y/N groaned, his words already had her completely soaked. “Yes, Ethan.”

“If you really want me to stop, say 'Red', okay?” Ethan asked, his voice soft this time. Y/N nodded and he gave her one sweet kiss before going back to the dominating role.

Y/N watched in awe as he came all over her breasts. With his head thrown back, lips parted and eyes shut, Ethan was quite the view when he came. “You’re so beautiful.”

Ethan smiled as he used to fingers to clean the cum off her chest and then tapped her cheek with his other hand. “Open up.” she opened her mouth and then closed it around his fingers, sucking and tasting him. “Good girl.” he eyed her wrists, that seemed to be a bit red and frowned. “Does it hurt?”

“A little bit. It’s not tight but the bedpost is a bit tall and the position makes it hurt a little.”

“I’m sorry.” he said, freeing her hands and pressing kisses on the red spots.

“I’m okay, don’t worry. I liked it.” she smiled reassuringly. “Can you fuck me now?”

Ethan laughed and got rid of her panties. He opened her legs and his dick got hard again when he saw her completely soaked. “Fuck babe, I’ve never seen you this wet.” he dragged the head of his dick up and down her slit, making both of them moan. “This is what you wanted, isn’t it?” he asked as he slowly slid inside of her, her walls practically squeezing his length to death. “You wanted me to fuck you in your childhood room? While your parents are upstairs, not having any idea how much of a slut their daughter is for her boyfriend, right?”

“Yes.” she breathed.

“Yes, what?” he demanded as he increased his pace.

“I wanted this. I knew you’d get mad.” she cried, her body shaking from the intensity of his thrusts. “and you’d fuck me like the slut I am.”

“That’s right.” he said putting one of her legs on his shoulder, and this new position made him go deeper. “I will never get over how good you feel. Nothing will ever feel better than this.”

Tears fell down her cheeks, the pleasure overwhelming her. “Faster.” she begged, and he complied. “I’m coming. I can feel every inch of you, holy shit.”

“Hold it.” he ordered. Y/N squeezed her eyes shut, trying to stop it. Her nails were practically stabbing his back, Ethan was sure she was drawing blood but didn’t care. It was good pain. “God, you’re so tight and you keep clenching around me. It’s a crime how good you feel.”

“Are you close?” she whispered.

“Yes. Ready?” he asked and she gave a quick nod. He gave one more brutal thrust and then Y/N felt him unload inside of her. “Fuck, there’s so much.”

“Eth, can I come now?” she was barely holding on.

“Yes, come all over my cock” with the sweetest moan he had ever heard, Y/N arched her back as she rocked her hips and came while he was still inside, covering him in her juices. “You did amazing, love. But we are not finished.”

“I can’t feel anything.” she said tiredly, but she could not bring herself to say the safe word. She didn’t want to. She didn't want it to be over.

“That’s too bad, should’ve thought about it before teasing me.” he grabbed her hips and turned her around. He slapped her ass softly. “On your knees and hold onto the bedpost.”

It was going to be a long, torturous night and Y/N wouldn’t have it any other way. Best Christmas ever.

No Movement

REQUEST | reader being into cock warming and JJ having issues to not starting to fuck her because he has so little control over himself when he's inside her, and she wants to try and low-key train him to hold out longer before giving into his urges

PAIRING | jj maybank x fem!reader

WARNINGS | 18+ only MDNI! smut, no plot, cockwarming, p in v, kind of sub!jj, praise, light choking, unprotected (wrap it before you tap it)

A/N | thank you for requesting! 💕

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"Jay, you gotta stop moving, that's the whole point of this." you sighed softly when he had to readjust again to be more comfortable like he said 3 times already, his cock is buried deep inside of you for the last 20 minutes.

"Sorry, sorry. I'm trying- but it's not easy when you're squeezing the hell outta me," he grunted, relaxing a little the second he felt your hands going through his hair.

And he really was trying, you have to give him credit for that. JJ wasn't usually someone to hold back, especially in bed. So when he fucks you, he's showing no mercy.

That's why it's so hard for him to keep still right now, being able to touch you yet not allowed to move even just a little is torture for him, but he's doing this for you. He understands that you just want to savor having him so close and all to yourself.

"I'm proud of you, Baby. Doin' so good for me." you praised him, leaning forward to peck his lips causing him to groan from the small movement. "Think you can hold on a little longer?"

He lets out a shaky breath but nods his head anyway. You tried to distract him by scratching his scalp or running your fingernails up and down his heaving chest.

The noises he made and the way his eyebrows pinch together in focus to not lose control and disappoint you, had you almost giving in to his desires, but feeling in charge for once is something you never knew you needed.

JJ's at your mercy now and you knew he would do anything in this moment just to get some kind of release.

"Please I-" He chokes on his own words, his hands gripping onto your hips desperately.

"What do you need, hm?" you teased by rolling your hips one time.

"Fuck- move, please. I can't-" You cut him off by crashing your lips to his, moaning against his mouth when his hand reached up to cup one of your breasts a single finger flicking over your hardening nipple.

You only pulled back from the lack of oxygen, smiling at how dazed JJ already was. You surprised him by starting to rock your hips slowly, throwing your head back.

Suddenly you felt his arm wrap behind your back and before you knew it your back was pressed against the mattress, wrists held up above your head, and JJ pounding into you at a punishing pace, letting out all the built-up frustration.

"Shit- just like that," you whined, legs wrapping around his waist to pull him even closer.

"Would you look at that." he chuckled, not slowing his movements in the slightest. "Teasing me this whole time and who's whining now?"

He was holding your wrists in one hand while the other moved down to wrap around your neck, applying some pressure, not enough to choke you but enough to have your eyes roll in the back of your head.

"I'm close." you whimpered, feeling his hips stutter slightly.

"Cum with me." he pants, letting go of your wrists to rub fast circles on your clit.

All the stimulation he was giving you was overwhelming and the coil in your stomach finally snapped. JJ followed soon after, nuzzling his face in your neck, moaning as he did so.

He fucked you both through your high, pulling back to look at you. "You good?"

"Fucking amazing" you smiled, breathing heavily.

He chuckled, starting to pull out of you slowly and you whined at the loss of contact. "Shh, it's okay. I'm here, not goin' anywhere."

He laid down beside you, pulling you on top of him carefully, planting a gentle kiss against your forehead.

JJ would never admit it out loud but this was one of the best things you two have ever done. The way you were in charge was one of the reasons, as dumb as it sounds, that it was so hard for him to not fuck you stupid.

You just laid there while he traced random patterns on your back for a while until you let your eyes flutter close, knowing JJ would drag you to the shower the second you open them again.

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Stealing Rafe’s juul as a prank and he literally goes insane and you’re like 😟

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okay this got nsfw so... warning for that

no bc you spot it on the nightstand, sitting forgotten, most likely placed there when rafe was getting changed, meant to go into the pocket of his new pants.

you smile and pluck the vape off the surface, taking a hit of the sweet vapor before shoving it into your own pocket.

you head downstairs, pressing a kiss to rafes head as he sits on the couch, a football game on tv.

“are we winning?” you question, rounding the couch and plopping down next to him. you don't know who is playing, you don't really care, but you know rafe must be rooting for someone based on the way his hands are clenched into fist, his eyes only briefly flashing to look at you.

“we're not.” he says. “this coach is fucking shit.”

you don't dare giggle, even though you want to. you nod your head in agreement, always just parroting rafes opinion when it comes to sports.

you turn your eyes to the game, trying to care when you realize that it's almost half time. maybe the cheerleaders will put on an entertaining performance. it's always your favorite part of the game.

“fucking shit!” rafe shouts when the other team makes a touchdown right before the timer runs out. he stands up off the couch when the halftime commentators come on screen, his hands patting down his pockets.

you smirk to yourself and sink further into the couch, knowing he's looking for his juul. he stomps up the stairs, and you can hear the commotion in the bedroom as he looks for his vape.

rafe comes back downstairs after a minute. “baby, have you seen my juul?” he questions. you give a shake of your head.

rafe begins to pat the cushions of the couch, before throwing them off, making your eyes widen.

“rafe-” 

“get up.” rafe grunts. you stand quickly and move out of the way as he throws the cushion you were sitting on off the couch, a crazed look in his eye.

“where's my fucking juul?!” rafe shouts, not at you specifically, but it still causes you to freeze up as he moves out of the living room, and you can hear him in the kitchen, shifting through cabinets. you put the couch back together quickly, hearing rafes angry mumbling to himself, jumping when a glass breaks.

“r-rafe.” you call out.

“what?” rafe shouts, reentering the room, his brow furrowed in anger.

you pull the vape out of your pocket, a pout on your face. “im-im sorry i thought it would be funny to hide it.”

rafe sighs, grabbing the juul out of your hand and taking a hit. 

“im really sorry, rafey.” you continue. “it was just supposed to be a prank.”

“it's okay.” rafe says as his eyes flicker back to the television, the game restarting. he plops down onto the couch. “you can make it up to me by warming my cock while i watch the game.”

you swallow, moving to take your shorts off, but rafe gives you a glare. “not with your cunt. do you think you deserve that? you can use your mouth.”

you don't dare let out a whine or voice your complaints, simply kneeling between his legs while rafe unzips his shorts and pulls his cock out, already half hard.

he takes another hit of his juul before blowing the smoke over your face, laughing when your eyes flutter closed.

he takes your head in his heads, pushing your mouth onto his cock. you gag slightly but ultimately adjust as he pushes you all the way down, his cock swelling in your mouth as you try to breathe through your nose.

“now stay fucking still.” rafe warns, his eyes moving back to the game as his team regains possession.

── scotty doesn’t know

paring stiles stilinski x mccall!reader, word count 548, genre kinda suggestive, ( masterlist )

scott can’t find out. you’ve somehow managed to hide a big secret from your brother. you’ve been secretly dating his best friend, stiles now for a couple months without scotty knowing. he would freak if he found out that his baby sister was dating his best friend because of his rule "my sister is off limits" that scott made up in middle school after stiles looked at you for "a bit too long" for his liking.

you just wanted a moment where you could be together intimately and not get caught. so, the best you could do in a spur of the moment on a sunday night was in the middle of a empty parking lot. since stiles dad is home and, so was scott with alison in his bedroom doing god knows what.

stiles turned his key, turning his jeeps engine off. you balled up his flannel in a fist drawing him closer to your lips into a desperate kiss. it wasn’t a want at this point it was a need. it was a craving that needed to be fulfilled.

stiles didn’t hesitate as his hand reached up to your jaw, cradling it and bringing you closer. your hand slipped down to under his shirt your fingertips dancing over his skin.

stiles disconnected his lips from yours, so that he could kiss down your neck. he made sure to leave marks that was definitely going to be visible and hard to cover up for school the next day, but that was your last concern at the moment. your head tilted back to give him more access. your hand now finding a place in his hair tugging at the roots drawing a muffled whine from him.

"backseat, l-lets go to the backseat." a whine falls from your mouth.

your shirts discarded in the front seats as you followed him climbing over the console to the backseat. your hands exploring each other bodies in desperation and desire. out of desperation he tugs at your jeans without breaking the kiss. he fumbles with the button before quickly abandoned them in the floor of the jeep.

he grabbed your thigh rubbing smoothing circles with his thumb. every single touch seemed to set fire to your skin and a chill up your spine. his hand rested on the car door pulling away from your lips to catch his breathe. you take a moment to adore the beauty of the man in front of you. the soft lighting that lit his features. the moles scattered across his face. his brown eyes. gosh, he was too perfect. if anyone asked you the definition of what is perfect he would be the first one to pop into your mind.

the sound of heavy breathing and the melody of "scotty doesn’t know" that played on the radio was heard in the jeep.

his head dropped in the crook of your neck pressing a gentle kiss on your skin. your hand reaching down to unbutton his jeans as he brings you into a heated kiss once again.

"my brother can’t know." you mumbled against his lips. his agreement was muffled as he was too focused on you to think about anything else especially an actually answer. he’s mind was too cloudy and hazy.

scotty doesn’t know.

© JPNRIIKICORE, 2023

Blackout

Warnings: unprotected intoxicated sex

I wake up naked with a sticky mess between my thighs and my pussy sore. More sore than it’s ever been. I’m still groggy from sleep as I try to wake up and put together what happened last night. The familiar smell of the room tells me that I’m in JJ’s bed which means the arm thrown over my waist belongs to him. My head is still spinning from the alcohol so I don’t try to sit up to look at him. He’s sleeping peacefully on his stomach, our bodies pressed firmly together. He’s practically burning me with the heat of his body. JJ’s chin is resting against my shoulder as he exhales low and long, the smell of alcohol still there but he looks so damn cute.

We definitely fucked last night and I don’t remember a thing about it.

Thank god I’m on birth control.

The urge to empty my bladder suddenly hits me the more alert I become so I have no choice but to carefully untangle myself from him to dip into the bathroom. I clean up the best I can although my hair is a rats nest and I’m still slightly swaying on my feet.

I make a mental note to never play Tequila Slaps with JJ ever again. The thought of tequila makes me nauseous so I quickly take sips of water from the sink. I straighten again to study myself in the mirror. No one had ever marked me - or claimed me - the way that he has. Aside from my hair, there were more hickies than I’d ever had in my life along with teeth marks and finger bruises.

How did we fuck this intensely and I don’t even remember? Fucking tequila. My arm brushes my nipple and I wince, the nubs sensitive as hell and throbbing. What did he do to me?

I wonder back out to the bedroom to find JJ still in the same spot I’d left him in. It would be stupid now to go sleep out on the pullout couch after what obviously happened last night so I scoop up one of his shirts to pull on when he clears his throat, telling me he’s awake.

“Don’t put that on.” His deep, throaty sleep filled voice instantly gives me butterflies, my greedy and sore pussy pulsing in response.

“I’m naked.” I hiss, like he doesn’t know that.

“I’m aware. Lay back down.” JJ grumbles without ever opening his eyes. I hesitate, fully aware that if I climb back in that bed that I might as well mount him too because when he rolls over onto his back, his dick is painfully hard and ready. His blue eyes finally open just enough to glare at me as he holds his arm out, waiting for me to curl in next to him.

“I think we fucked last night, dude.” I mumble, slowly lowering myself down on the bed next to him. I want to hide myself but what’s the point? He’s obviously already seen it.. fucked it.. tasted it. “I don’t remember anything.”

“Hmm. I can tell.” JJ murmurs, his voice still low and filled with sleep. And now lust. “My dick is raw.” I let him pull me into his arms, my breasts smashed against his side and he pulls my leg up over his waist. This felt.. right. I just had uncontrollably butterflies in my stomach and my pussy was throbbing.

“JJ—.”

“Shut up and kiss me.” JJ immediately cups my face, tilting my head up as he smashes his lips to mine. I moan into his mouth, my hand twisting in his hair as he turns to press his body against mine. I couldn’t tell where I ended and he began as he devoured my mouth. I’m gently pushed onto my back before he’s on top of me, spreading my legs wide. He pulls back to sit up and watch between our bodies as he runs his cock up and down my slit.

“You cleaned up. That’s not fair. I wanted to see my work.” JJ rasps, his hooded gaze focused on my dripping pussy.

“JJ.” I whimper, aching to have him inside me but I was nervous. Maybe even self conscious.

“Shh. We’re still drunk. We don’t know what we’re doing.” JJ gives me a small smile, making me relax a little before he thrusts inside me. My eyes widen and my mouth falls open as he fills me deeply, too deeply. I watch as his head tips back with a low sexy moan that has me clenching even harder. His mouth covers mine again as he starts to move, his hands shoving my knees to my shoulders.

“Oh, fuck.” My back threatens to arch as he hits that sweet spot with every stroke, my eyes nearly crossing as I claw at his back.

“Do you remember now?” JJ growls in my ear, moving just right so the bed doesn’t slam against the wall. I hiccup a sob as my body heats beyond measure. Images of us sweaty and rolling around in the sheets flashed before my eyes, his tongue buried between my thighs, and his cock so far down my throat that I can’t breathe. I suck in a breath as I start to cum, his hand clamping down over my mouth to muffle the sounds that I can’t stop as he completely wrecks me. I become desperate. Desperate for more as I claw at his shoulders, locking my legs around his waist as I meet his movements. One orgasm quickly turned to two and tears filled my eyes from the pure intensity of it.

“There she is. My little wild cat, desperate for cock.” JJ taunts, lifting up on his knees and planting a hand on my chest to hold me down as he keeps delivering brutal blows to my sore pussy. He was right. I was desperate for his cock.

“Yes, yes, yes.” I chant, bringing my fingers to my clit in time for my pussy to gush more cum. I didn’t even care how sore I was from the inside out. I just didn’t want to stop cumming and I didn’t want to miss his face when I did.

I can tell by the way he’s panting as he pounds into me that’s he’s close too but I was far from satisfied. There was no way I’d be able to leave this room anytime soon.

Deadly Class 1x06 “Stigmata Martyr“

This gorgeous man does things to me. 😍

Crazy JJ Sex Dream

Pairings: JJ x Fem!Friend!reader

Warnings: MDNI, explaining wet dreams

Summary: JJ hearing that you had a wet dream about him that you were telling Sarah and Kiara about

Authors Note: I like cliffhangers if you can't tell! Let me know if you want a part 2!

*Y/N's POV*

"Fine! I'll tell you guys about the dream! But you have to be quiet!" I whisper yelled to the ladies sitting in front of me. I knew the guys were outside and one of the windows was cracked so they could possibly hear something. They both freaked out. "You have a crush on one of the guys?!" Sarah exclaimed almost too loud. I nodded.

"Well John B is obviously off the table." Kiara said looking to Sarah, I only nodded in response. "That leaves Pope or JJ! Unless you just don't want the guys to know about another guy?!" Sarah yelled...again. I shushed her and she apologized.

"It was about JJ." I whispered and their jaws dropped. Anyone could tell they were trying so hard not to squeal.

*JJ's POV*

John B was talking about some stupid shit dealing with Sarah when I heard my name from the room the girls went into. I sat closer to the window to do what one would call eavesdropping.

*Y/N's POV*

"So basically we were at the annual bonfire. You all were there." "Ew we were in your crazy JJ sex dream?" Thankfully Kiara questioned at a whisper. I only nodded back at her. "I was having a fun time dancing and drinking with JJ. He gave me his jacket because I expressed how cold I was to him, which made him get close to me. We started kissing. Pretty heavily might I add."

Both girls were so excited to see where the story was going. They sat criss cross in front of me begging for me to continue. "He whispered in my ear, he asked if we could take this back to the chateau. Of course since it's my brain we magically jumped to the chateau." The girls showed they understood what I meant by giggling.

"He took me inside and laid me on the guest bed. His lips kissed up and down my neck, making me moan when he would suck on my soft spots. Even in my dream he knew what he was doing." I took a pause to sit and think back to my dream.

"He pulled my shorts and panties off, then my tube top. He stopped and admired my body, putting some delicate kisses where he saw fit. He gave me one more sloppy, hungry kiss, before he traveled downward to kiss me below the belt." I secretly squeezed my thighs together after specifically remembering that part.

"Then basically he whipped out his huge cock and flipped me into doggystyle. He said some great things that would make any girl melt, but I'll keep that to myself. Anyways, we cuddled afterwards. It was great. Then there was some more kissing, which led to round 2." I smiled. " What did round 2 consist of??" Kiara asked, getting excited. "I hopped on that dick and rode him like I was a cowgirl!" They squealed so loud then we all had a long laugh. "That sounds fucking awesome." Kiara said. "I'm jealous, I need John B to do that to me." Sarah responded.

Next thing I know I hear the window opening, and JJ peeks in. "What are we talking about ladies?" He asked with a smirk. "Nothin" Kiara was calm. "Nothing!!" I was not. "Just the crazy JJ sex dream Y/N had." Sarah said out loud and realized what she had said but it was already too late. I tried to hide my face from him but he came into the room through the window. "Really? Can I share one of mine?" JJ asked before walking behind me and placing his hands on the back of my chair. The girls nodded eagerly, but in all honesty I really didn't wanna hear JJ talk about dicking some other girl down. I tried standing up but I felt a strong hand push me back into my sitting position.

"It was maybe a few nights ago. I was in my room and this girl came in, gorgeous y/h/c hair, with y/e/c eyes that I could easily get lost in. She was wearing this pretty shade of red lipstick. She was wearing it for herself, but I swear it felt like she only wore it so I could smear the shit out of it." I was slowly getting uncomfortable but the girls were enjoying this. "I sat at the edge of my bed and asked her if she'd be a good girl for me." The girls suddenly felt a little gross about the situation. "I pulled her hair into a makeshift ponytail and she sucked my di-" "Okay JJ you're done, it's not fun hearing you talk about that." Sarah said breaking the news. "You don't wanna hear how I tossed Y/N around, and fucked her so good she couldn't walk straight? What about the time I praised her so well? Or when I was the sub and she dominated me? Maybe the time I fucked her while on the phone with her ex? Or when I went down on her an-" He was cut off by the two girls screaming. He smirked to himself knowing what he did.

Not only was my jaw on the floor, but the girls' definitely were and the guys eventually heard the conversation from the window so they joined as well. "As much as I love telling you all about my sexual fantasies, I think I need to have a private conversation with the star of all of those dreams."

Everyone walked out and while he was turned around to close the window I tried to escape as well. He never turned around he simply said "You have five seconds to get that juicy ass of yours into a chair, baby." I was shocked, but complied.

"What's up Jayj?" I asked, trying to play dumb. He turned around and crouched in front of me. He rubbed his large hands up and down my thighs. "Wanna play a game?" He smirked. Oh fuck...

Star-crossed lovers

Y/n's POV

Wally’s POV

Author's Note: It's possible that this could turn into a series, but for now, this is just a singular fanfic. If there are any recommendations for future fics or a continuance of this one, my requests are always open ♡

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Drabble Flashbacks

Key:

☆: fluff

◇: angst

♡: smut

Freshman Year

Pt.1 Protection and Cameras 📷 ☆

Pt.2 Ferris Wheel Nerves 🎡 ☆

Pt.3 Ice cream Meltdowns 🍦 ☆

Pt.4 Arcade Nights and Almost Wins 🎮 ☆

Pt.5 Lake day shenanigans 🤪 ☆

Pt.6 Lazy Mornings at the Diner 🍽 ☆

Pt.7 Fireworks and Almosts 🎆 ☆

Sophomore Year

Pt.8 Night swims 🏊‍♂️ ☆

Pt.9 First "Date" 🥤 ☆

Pt.10 Bike Races and Bruised Knees 🚲 ☆

Pt.11 Halloween of 1981 🎃 ☆

Pt.12 Homecoming Proposal 81' 💃 ☆

Pt.13 > Homecoming Dance 🕺 ☆

Junior Year

Pt.14 Late-Night Drive-In 🚗 ☆

Pt.15 Record Store Arguments 💿 ☆

Pt.16 A Mistake That Changed Everything ◇

In progress:

Pt.17 Aftermath - Wally’s POV ◇

Pt.18 Doubt - Y/n's POV ◇

Pt.19 The Truth - Y/n's POV ◇

Pt.20 Collision Course - Wally’s POV ◇

Pt.21 Aftershock - Wally’s POV ◇

Pt.22 Late-Night Diner - Wally’s POV ◇

Pt.23 Rebuilding - Wally’s POV ◇

Teach Me // Ethan Landry*

request: Fem!reader guiding inexperienced!ethan on how to make her feel good in bed

prompts: none!

summary: ethan and you haven’t ever gone farther than kissing before. when he tells you that he’s finally ready, you’re shocked that the only thing he wants to do it learn how to make you feel good.

warnings: smut, language, cunnilingus, fingering, virgin!ethan, slight dom/sub undertones

word count: 1.2k

a/n: fem!reader, no ghostface au, i feel like this is a little awkward but im also very over critical about my writing so idk

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“You sure you’re ready? You seem a bit nervous, and I don’t wanna push you into anything that you don’t wanna do,” you said, your eyes looking down into Ethan’s as you sat upon his lap.

Ethan nodded, smiling nervously up at you. “Yeah, I- I’m ready. I want to do this, believe me. It’s just…” Ethan trailed off, his face flushing red.

“It’s just what?” you asked, gently prompting Ethan to finish his sentence.

“I’ve never done anything like this before. Like at all.”

His face was red with embarrassment, and he stared at the sheets underneath him, too ashamed to meet your eyes. You just smiled sweetly and gently tilted his head up before pressing a soft kiss to his cheek, which only made Ethan blush harder.

“I know, baby. Nothing to be ashamed of.”

Ethan’s eyes practically bugged out of his head as your words. “You- you knew? H-how did you know?”

“Well you’ve said that this was your first relationship and that I was your first kiss, so I just kinda assumed. But really, it’s nothing to be embarrassed about. I mean, everyone was a virgin at some point.”

Ethan nodded, his nerves starting to subside at your kind words. No matter how anxious or freaked out he was, you could always manage to help him calm down. Make him feel better. And right now was no different. Just your presence alone was calming, and being with you made him feel safe.

“Yeah. Yeah, you’re right,” Ethan smiled softly, leaning into your touch when you placed your hand on his cheek.

“So, you’re okay? We can continue?” you asked, a teasing smile growing on your face as you leaned in closer to him.

“Yeah, I’m okay. Keep going,” Ethan said, his breath hitching as you trailed your hands down his chest.

You reached down, your fingers grasping his belt as you started to pull it off. Ethan’s eyes followed your every movement, not wanting to miss a second. When you reached forward to unzip his pants, Ethan’s hand reached out to stop you.

“Wait!”

You pulled away, looking up at him with eyes full of concern. “Is something wrong? We can stop if you want to.”

Ethan shook his head. “No! No, it’s not that. I just- I was wondering if I could make you feel good first?”

Your eyes widened in surprise. Most guys you’ve been with in the past only cared about their own pleasure, wanting you to make them feel good without giving a shit about your own pleasure. But here was Ethan, who’d never even been touched by someone before, seeming so desperate to make you feel good before even starting with him. You couldn’t help the smile growing on your face.

“Oh. Uh, yeah. Yeah, sure. If that’s what you want.”

Ethan nodded, an eager smile on his face, “More than anything.”

You got off of Ethan’s lap, leaning back against the pillows beside him on your bed. Ethan moved to kneel in between your legs, and you slipped off your shirt before relaxing into the mattress. Ethan’s hands hovered above your hips, his fingers twitching impatiently.

“You can touch me, baby. Don’t be shy.”

At your words, Ethan reached forward and slid your pajama shorts down, looking up at you for confirmation that this was what you wanted. You nodded, smiling down at him and running your fingers through his hair. Ethan shuddered at the feeling, practically melting beneath your touch. He brought his hands back up to your hips, hooking his fingers into the waistband of your panties and slowly pulling them off your body.

You shivered at the sudden cold air against your dripping core. Ethan’s eyes widened as his gaze was fixated on your pussy. He felt his cock twitch just from looking at you.

“How do I- what am I supposed to do?” Ethan asked, looking back up at you.

“Well, do you want to use your fingers or your mouth?”

You could practically see the way Ethan’s eyes lit up at the mention of using his mouth on you. He looked dazed, his eyes glossed over, as he lowered himself down to lay on his stomach, his mouth directly in front of your soaking pussy.

You smile down at him, your fingers still running through his hair. “Well, I guess that answers that, huh?”

“What do I- how do I do it?” Ethan asked, his eyes trained on you, with a sense of desperation in them that made your arousal grow even more.

“How about you just try it, and then I’ll help you if you do anything wrong? Okay?”

Ethan nodded eagerly, his hands pressing against your inner thighs to keep your legs parted as he leaned in closer. He hesitantly licked a stripe through your folds, your breath hitched at the feeling. Almost instantly, Ethan managed to get find your clit, his lips wrapped around it as he sucked on it gently, causing your grip in his hair to tighten as you let out a soft moan.

“You- you looked up how to do this, didn’t you?” you asked, trying to tease him with your words, but your breathlessness from his movements made the sarcastic bite die on your tongue.

“Maybe a little… I just wanted to be good for you,” Ethan said, before diving back in between your thighs.

“Oh, fuck!” you moaned out, your back arching as Ethan slid two fingers inside of your dripping hole. “Always- fuck! Always so good for me, baby.”

Ethan continued to lap at your clit while his fingers searched for that spot that makes you see stars. Your thighs clenched around his head as he brought you closer and closer to the edge, his fingers continually prodding your g-spot as he started sucking on your clit once more.

“Holy- fuck! I- I’m gonna cum! Fuck, don’t stop baby! I- I’m gonna-,” your words were cut off by a loud moan falling from your lips as your high crashed over you.

Your thighs quivered and your hand loosened its grip in Ethan’s hair as you sunk deeper into your mattress, pleasure and euphoria filling your being. Ethan didn’t stop his movements, his tongue continuing to lap at your cunt, wanting to savor every last drop of your release.

“Ethan… E, please,” you whimpered, gently trying to pull him away, the overstimulation starting to get to you.

Reluctantly, Ethan sat up again, his chin dripping in a mixture of your juices and his saliva. He wiped his mouth off with the back of his hand and smiled at you sheepishly.

“Sorry. Did I do something wrong?” he asked, his voice shaking slightly with nerves.

You shook your head and smiled sweetly. “No. No, baby. You didn’t do anything wrong. It was just too much.”

He smiled widely, leaning forward to kiss you. You could taste yourself on his lips, which made your stomach tingle and you felt yourself starting to grow aroused again.

“So I did good, then?” Ethan asked after pulling away.

“You did amazing, baby. You sure this was your first time?”

Ethan laughed softly at your words. “Yeah. Yeah, I’m pretty sure.”

“Well then. Guess you didn’t need me to teach you as much as you thought you would.”

He smiled awkwardly, your words flustering him. “M-maybe a few more lessons wouldn’t hurt.”

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