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✎ Stranger Things (Eddie, Billy, Steve, Robin, Nancy, Jim Hopper)

✎ My Hero Academia (Aaizawa, Toga, Dabi, Hawks, Shigiraki, Bakugo, Endeavor)

✎ Outer Banks ( JJ, John B, Pope, Rafe, Barry, Ward, Sarah, Kiara, Cleo)

✎ Hilda Furacão (Saint, Aramel, Roberto, Hilda, Leonor)

✎ Interview With The Vampire (Lestat, Armand, Louis)

✎ Arcane (Silco, Vander, Viktor, Mel, Sevika, Jinx, Ambessa)

✎ Saltburn (Farleigh)

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✎ degradation, hybrid OC/reader, praise, spitting, heavy cnc, power play, age gap, sir/daddy/mommy kinks, threesomes, gang bangs, voyeurism, step-cest, pet play, power play, size kink, slapping, breath play, gun play, knife play, blood kinks, dom/sub/switch, role-play, kidnapping, oral (m & f receiving), somnophilia, etc. just ask!!

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“ 𝘝𝘦𝘯𝘶𝘴, 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘺𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘨𝘭𝘰𝘣𝘢l w𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 ”

I want to be seen. I want to be loved. I want to be wanted. I want to be missed. But I will never be your wife. I will never be your girlfriend.

“please, please, please..” Rafe chanted over and over again. He sat on the edge of the bed with you standing between his spread legs. You held back tears, refusing to look down at the man who rested his head on your stomach. You tried to ignore him. Ignore his heavy hands wrapped around your lower half. Ignore the weight of him against you. Ignore the pang in your chest, and the churn of your stomach.

You tried to forget the euphoric feeling of being utterly consumed with him. Forget the way he raked his fingers through your hair as you slept. Forget how heavy his gaze always was when he looked at you. Forget how he made you feel like you were the only thing that mattered. Yet, all you could seem to do was remember. “I’ll stop.” He muttered, words slurred and laced with a fabrication of truth.

“Stop, Rafe.” You said weakly, your voice betraying you and cracking under the weight of heartache. You thought he was getting better. Thought you were helping. The bags of coke laying out on the table told you otherwise. “You can’t live like this.” You whispered, tears rolling down your cheeks as you finally dared to look down at him.

His eyes were glazed with tears as he stared up at you. He looked like a wounded puppy, and you almost wanted to give in. Almost. “I know. I know, I’ll stop, baby.” He said. Rafe peppered kisses across your stomach and whispered sweet nothings against you, and in an instant, you were like putty in his hands all over again.

Rafe looked at you, once again, like you were the only thing that mattered. Not the coke on the table. You. And you believed it as he pulled you down onto his lap. His hands cupped the sides of your face, and his thumb gently swept away a tear that fell. He thought you looked ethereal like this, face flushed with emotion and heavy, wet lashes.

“I’ll get better, I promise.”

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his body quivered under yours in anticipation, and his curious eyes were hooded with lust as he watched you align your entrance with this cock. “Say it, rafey.” You urged, teasing the tip of his entrance against your clit, feeling his precum smear and mix with your juices. Rafe bit his lip harshly, almost as if he were holding it back. You clicked your tongue at his defiance. “Hmm, maybe you don’t deserve this then, huh?” You sighed as you moved to get off of him.

Rafes hand flew to your waist, instantly stopping you. Still chewing on his bottom lip nervously, his eyes met yours. “M sorry, I’ll be good for you, ‘promise.” He said, and you smiled cruelly at the way his aching member twitched against your cunt, begging for your attention. “Then say it, baby.” You cooed, rubbing your slick up and down his cock with your pussy.

you could’ve sworn you heard the faintest, needy whimper slip past his lips. “Need you to fuck me, please.” He groaned out. You laughed at how pathetic he looked sprawled under you with bite marks covering his chest, followed by stains of your lipstick. “Mm, good boy, aren’t you?” You smiled, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

he felt like the wind was knocked out of him as you suddenly sank down into him, completely enveloping his cock in your warmth. “Oooh, fuck—please, please—“ he chanted over and over as you bounced up and down, hypnotized by the way your breasts bounced with you. Your hand found it’s way to his throat, putting just enough pressure to remind him that it’s you who has this power over him.

“Gonna milk you dry.” You moaned out, fueled by the way his hands gripped onto your hips like his life depended on it. You could feel his cock twitching in you, signaling his release approaching—but the twisted side of you wanted more. “M gonna cum, oh god, fuck—“ he whimpered out, tears lining his eyes, the most helpless he’s ever felt. “Beg.” You said, lightly slapping the side of his face.

“Please let me cum, I-I can’t—mommy, please.” He said between moans, eyes squeezing shut as he tried to delay his release. You hummed in approval as you sped up your pace, squirting all over his cock with a loud moan as you felt him paint your insides.