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I dont even know what I'm doing(18+)

IN THE QUIET OF WANTING โค๏ธŽ เป‹๐“ˆ’

pairing: shy!reader x finnick odair

warnings: explicit sexual content, thigh riding/dry humping, mutual masturbation?, soft dom!finnick, praise, established relationship, light voyeuristic tension, slow build, coming in their clothes, and non-penetrative orgasm.

youโ€™re already squirming before he even touches you.

his thigh is firm between your legs, the heat of his skin catching through your thin sleep shorts. heโ€™s only talking, leaning back against the couch, one hand lazily rubbing up and down your arm while you rest your head on his chest, the warmth radiating against your cheek.

itโ€™s calm, itโ€™s nice.

itโ€™s the kind of comfortable that usually pulls you in a soft daze. but instead, your skin is buzzing. every inch of you wound tight with awareness.

youโ€™re supposed to be watching the sun dip behind the horizon outside your window. supposed to be relaxing.

but how could you relax? when he smells like whatever soap he used this morningโ€” clean, fresh, something sharp and piney that lingers in his collarbone so that every time you inhale, it hits your nerves like a match. and then his voice, low and lazy, rambling about nothing really, just about something he saw outside earlier.

it shouldnโ€™t be doing what itโ€™s doing to you.

YEAH MORE OF THIS

Solace in Times of Stress
Pairings: F. Odair x co-mentor reader
Summary: Finding solace in the arms of your lover and co-mentor on the way to the Capitol.
Warning: Slight angst but mostly fluff! Mentions of past prostitution and trauma.
A/N: I actually had kind of a tough time writing this one so Iโ€™m sorry itโ€™s short and there are probably many, many typos but enjoy!!

Sweet as Sin.

demon!billy dunne x hunter fem!reader content warnings: threats but other than that none! summary: demon!billy encounters a hunter for the first time. wc: 1.7k

The club thrummed with the kind of bass that made the walls sweat. Cigarette smoke curled toward the ceiling in lazy ribbons, mixing with perfume, booze, and something sour underneath it all, something rotten that no one ever quite noticed until it was too late.

You noticed it the second you stepped inside.

Not because of the music. Not because of the crowd or the pulsing lights. But because you could feel them.

Daisy Jones & The Six were here.

Isa I need more. I NEED THEM

QUIET HOURS

pairings: finnick odair x fem!reader

warnings: smut, MDNI!, established relationship, overstimulation, post!rebellion. let me know if i should add any more!

โ€œfinny,โ€ your voice breaks through the silence of your small shared bedroom, just a bit groggy but softโ€ฆ too soft, and not enough to wake him up. โ€œfinnick,โ€ you whine now. that does it.

you feel the stir besides you as he groans, lifting himself up on one elbow. โ€œw-what?โ€ฆโ€ he whispers quietly, voice thick with sleep as he gains consciousness. โ€œyes honey?โ€ he continues now.

โ€œi.. well itโ€™s just,โ€ you pause, sighing as you hesitate whether or not it was worth waking him up for this. it suddenly seemed very silly. โ€œis everything alright?โ€ he dots on, ever the caring boyfriend. โ€œis it.. is it a nightmare?โ€ he worries, already moving himself to sit up against the headboard before reaching over to turn on the small lamp sitting on the nightstand, hand fumbling for a second as he struggles to find the switch.

the warm glow of the lamp casts all around, catching the way he slowly blinks, his eyebrows creased tightly together. โ€œno, no, nothing like that.โ€ you correct, biting your bottom lip. โ€œiโ€™m just a little.. yโ€™know.โ€

I need him so bad

demon!billy dunne au lore dump!!

billy wasnโ€™t always like this. he used to be human. a kid from pittsburgh. angry. desperate. ready to sell his soul for a shot at making it big. and one night? he did.

he said the words (didnโ€™t know he was saying them at the time). something old and dark listened. and when billy woke up the next morningโ€ฆhe wasnโ€™t the same.

heโ€™s stronger now. faster. louder. his voice can tear through a crowd and leave people shaking. his hunger? constant. he feeds off energy. off obsession. off love and lust and the need people feel when they hear him sing. and every time a crowd screams his name? he gets a little stronger. a little worse.

and the rest of the band? they followed.

graham turned first. eddie and warren after that. karen made her choice with both eyes open. and daisy was already half-way there before they even found her.

now theyโ€™re a unit. six demons on tour. leaving wreckage in their wake.

every album is a new spell. every show is a harvest.

and billy? billyโ€™s the worst of them. because somewhere underneath all that hunger and anger and teeth...thereโ€™s still a part of him that remembers being human. and itโ€™s rotting inside him. making him mean. making him reckless. making him dangerous.

he drinks too much. fights too easily. and when heโ€™s alone? he hates himself just enough to make the next show even worse.

and then thereโ€™s you. the hunter.

the girl whoโ€™s immune to him. the girl he canโ€™t stop noticing.

and thatโ€™s where everything starts to fall apart.

Bro is an actual succubas

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