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Hold My Calls

pairing: leon kennedy x fem!reader

summary: you teasing leon about his flip phone leads to some fun

cw: nsfw (18+), smut, p in v, oral (f receiving), fucking during a phone call, age gap, daddy kink, praise/degradation, over-stimulation

word count: 2.9k

a/n: hey everyone school is kicking my ass rn, but i am back with another one. thank you so much for the support on my last post that meant the world to me. i don't care if this is not technologically accurate or whatever just let me be delusional in peace. as always comments and reblogs are appreciated and i will give you special smooches in return <3 also thank you too my loves @tosuckmyweenis @kaitkatme @chasingkennedy @explorevenus @sleepyluxe @death-paint @petitecolibri for helping me come up with ideas for this one and/or beta reading - ily all sm :)

When you started dating Leon Kennedy, obviously you knew there was an age gap. You figured it wasn’t a big deal. He’s only thirty-six. That isn’t that much older. And for the most part, that was true. The difference in years never seemed to play a huge part in how you loved each other. But there was one thing that reminded you of this man’s age.

He had a fucking flip phone.

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SEEING STARS

leon kennedy x afab!reader | 700 words

everyone says they want leon to choke them with his biceps. i actually wrote it. you’re very welcome.

warnings: 18+ (choking, breath play, fingering, rough sex, praise kink, dom!leon)

A few days ago, you divulged your love for Leon’s arms, and it might’ve been the best decision you ever made.

He’s got you pinned against him, back to chest, feet balanced atop the muscle of his thighs. Spread wide open, bare and exposed, helpless in the way he traps your throat between bicep and forearm.

I....I 😳 masterpiece

Daddy's Home

pairing: leon kennedy x fem!reader

summary: you let the d word slip during sex and leon will not let you live it down

cw: nsfw (18+), smut, p in v, daddy kink, praise/degradation, spits in her mouth, mention of breeding kink, cums inside, crying during sex

word count: 2.3k

a/n: hi everyone. i wrote this all in one sitting because i was feeling absolutely depraved. i was also a little sleep deprived, so go easy on me. i hope everyone likes this. if you sent me a request, i am working on it, just be patient with me :) anywho, thank you to cooking mama @sleepyluxe for inspiring me to whip this one up. as always reblogs and comments are appreciated. smooches to everyone <3

“Daddy!” you cry out when the tip of Leon’s cock brushes over a sensitive spot deep within you.

He had you pinned on your bed, your legs over his shoulders as he pounded into your throbbing cunt. Your warm skin rubs against his as low grunts rise from his throat in time with his rhythmic thrusts. His arm flexes from his iron grip on the headboard above you. He was so deep in you that you couldn’t think straight. And that’s why that word tumbles from your lips before you can stop it.

🫣😳 I should really go to sleep...

baby, show me what it's like

pairing: leon kennedy x fem!reader (afab)

summary: you were honestly thinking about quitting your job as a secretary at a police station, but then a new hire made you change your mind.

word count: 11k

warnings: 18+, smut, subby!leon, rookie!leon, virgin!leon, oral (m!receiving), dirty talk, semi public sex, flirting, teasing, talks of masturbation

a/n: he's such a good boy <333 part 2? song from need to know by doja cat

I need a part two 😩 😭

Ocean Eyes

Summary: A simple, lazy day makeout session with Leon.

Pairing: Leon Kennedy x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 915 words

Warnings: Fluff, pet names (pretty girl, greedy girl, princess), making out

Tags: Playful and cute Leon, pouty reader

A/N: I went ahead and combined two requests for this little blurb, so I hope you both like it!! I am slowly on the mend from Covid, never want to experience that shit again. I have turned requests off just so I can catch up on the ones sitting in my ask box and a few other ideas I had, but my asks are always open for headcanons or to chat or anything else. Anyways, enough rambling. Please enjoy! <3 <3 <3 Song title from "Ocean Eyes" by Billie Eilish.

I love this so much

𝑆ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝑀𝑒. | 𝑺𝒖𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒆 𝑳𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝑲𝒚𝒍𝒐 𝑥 𝑓𝑒𝑚!𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟 (𝑝𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑠𝑚𝑢𝑡)

summary: After your confrontation with Kylo, he seeks to show you just what he means about the depth of his affections.

contents: cunnilingus/oral sex, begging, praise, light/gentle degradation, inappropriate use of the Force (voice), dirty talk/sassy Kylo, teasing; mutual pining

part one here (ao3). | w/c: 6.3k

(no need to read part one to enjoy this one; it's all smut!)

a/n: part one involved explicit topics of mental illness, but this one is much lighter and does not include that for anyone who's sensitive to that! enjoy the spicy fluff <3

He doesn't give you the chance to slip away again—doesn't even leave room between your two bodies, none to think, none to breathe.

Kylo Ren’s torso presses flush with yours the entire time as he leads you back through your halls, gloved hand nestled tightly within your tresses, pulling at your scalp with all the delicate deliberation a man so starved as he could possess, commanding shockwave-shivers down your spine. His tongue is in your mouth, sliding dexterously along your deepest corners, giving your own needy tongue so many delicious tastes of him.

How does this not have more likes?!

Kinktober - Kylo Ren (smut)

As posted before, I'll post a few imagines all throughout this month. Please reblog and like if you enjoyed reading this. Don't forget the big rule: don't like it, don't read it. Enjoy my loves.xxx

🖤Kink🖤 Sex Pollen

Warnings: 18+, unprotected vaginal sex, dubcon because of sex pollen, degrading, choking, dom!Kylo

Pairing: Kylo Ren x fem!reader(1.5k words)

Header by @hidingsikki

“(Y/n)!” Ren’s metallic voice boomed through the ship, forcing (y/n) to move towards him, standing a bit straighter than just moments before. She didn’t need to see his eyes to feel the anger radiating off him, the burning emotion that guided him through every mission. A steady companion sticking to the tall leader like a shadow sewn to his boots. 

ateez comforting you

— family line by conan gray

warnings: mentions of a toxic household/family, arguing, crying; might be an emotionally heavy topic for some readers. proceed with caution.

a/n: had a rough rough day today :( hoping that writing this will bring me some kind of solace. this might be a mess in terms of grammar, i’m sorry in advance. i hope all of you had a better day than i did </3

seonghwa

seonghwa’s arms were there to catch you, stopping you from the close call at the front stairs of your own home; your body going limp as soon as he engulfed you in a loose embrace. the boy felt like tightening his grip on you, but your frame felt so fragile, so broken and vulnerable— he was afraid you’d crumble at any force he’d exert. it was impossible for you to make out sounds at this point, your brain creating fuzz on instinct to block out the screams ringing in your ear. you were only able to feel the soft vibrations coming from the top of your head, where seonghwa’s lips were, placing gentle kisses accompanied by shushing.

“i love you,” he repeated over and over again, in hopes that it would be ingrained in your mind. he shared nothing else, only repeating the three words like a prayer, holding you together as much as he was trying to hold himself.

hongjoong

“y/n?”

“i can’t go back anymore.”

you bit your lip in an attempt to hold your tears back, but your facade came crashing down when hongjoong sat beside you on the couch, pulling your head to his shoulder. he’d left his headphones tangled, song playing on the computer when he made his way to you as soon as you came into the studio clearly trying to suppress your anxiousness. the family arguments were always bad, but they were never as bad it was today. this one rendered you defenceless, leaving you feeling like no one was on your side anymore.

“do you want to talk about it?” hongjoong asked, and you nodded. he listened patiently, though you weren’t sure how much sense you made. you felt like you just spoke in gibberish, too upset to form words. but somehow, hongjoong continued to listen, giving your shoulder gentle, rhythmic taps as you tried your best to speak. he just wanted to be there for you, whether he understood it or not.

yunho

“baby, are you okay?” he asked, concern thick in his voice. you chuckled, trying to cover up the fact that you were absolutely dejected. yunho knew better though, like he always did. he grabbed the phone from your hands, tossing it to the pillows before he laid the both of you down, engulfing you in a cuddle. “baby..” he trailed off, letting you nuzzle your face into the crook of his neck.

“you don’t deserve all that, my precious, precious love,” he murmured, drawing circles on your back. you stayed still, letting him comfort you, your mind unable to form coherent thoughts to reply to him. the two of you stayed in that position, until you eventually fell into a tired slumber. yunho, tirelessly, continued to provide you with comfort, adding gentle humming to ensure that you’d get the rest you deserved.

yeosang

a certain kind of anger boiled through yeosang’s veins when he saw you walk out the door with your hand clutching your chest. however, he walked over to you with only one thing in mind, which is to keep you safe and to make sure you were okay. you let him guide you into his car, holding back sobs as he helped you put the seatbelt on. the stern look on his face dissolved into something much solemn as he pressed a silent kiss to your cheek, before he drove away from your house, trying to put as much distance as he could between you and that place.

it took you a solid minute or two to realise that he had stopped at the beach, only being snapped back into reality when you heard the sound of waves crashing into the shore. yeosang hopped off, guiding you out of the car and seating you near the pavement. he disappeared for a split second, only to reappear with his jacket in tow, placing it atop your shoulders and rubbing your arms to comfort you. as your breathing steadied, you noticed his palm facing upwards on his lap— a silent invite for a handhold— to which you responded by sliding your hand into his and giving it a squeeze to indicate that you were okay. relieved, he smiled and planted a kiss to your forehead.

“i’ll always be here for you, okay?”

san

“why would she say that?”

this was the first time san witnessed your mother lashing out at you firsthand, and of course, it had to be one of the worst ones you’d experienced. you were left speechless, standing outside of your home with angry tears clouding your eyes, just minutes before what was supposed to be a date night with your lover. you were frustrated, sad, and confused at the same time, but most of all, you were afraid. you looked at san, who looked as if he shared that same fear.

“i’m sorry you had to see that,” you choked up, wiping fallen tears away with a feigned smile. san shook his head, taking you into his arms with a mournful sigh. you sobbed even harder as you melted into his frame, feeling yourself tremble and shiver from each sob. san whispered gentle apologies in your ear with tears welling up in his eyes, trying hard not to sob along with you.

“i’m sorry, i’m so sorry, baby.”

mingi

mingi sat you down on the couch with a pout on his face, which made it hard for you to continue being upset. however, you still couldn’t find the strength to smile.

“is there nothing i could do?” mingi wanted to remove you from the situation so bad, but he didn’t want to interfere too much in your family life— afraid that he’d appear nosy. you shook your head no, reassuring your lover that his presence alone was enough.

mingi was still unsatisfied, though. he took your hands into his and caressed them gently, talking about topics you loved to get your mind off of things. you listened as he spoke, smiling just slightly when you noticed him look into your eyes to make sure you weren’t getting overwhelmed.

“you have me, always.”

wooyoung

“c’mere.”

you sniffled as you sat on wooyoung’s bed, hands shaky before he took it into his to steady you. he placed your hands on his cheeks, keeping them there as he spoke. you felt the vibrations tickle your hand, causing your sniffling and sobbing to come to a halt. upon realising you had somewhat calmed down, wooyoung moved your hands to his hair before he sunk to the floor with his back facing you.

out of habit, your hands moved to comb through his hair, the action somehow therapeutic to you. all of the negative thoughts you had slipped further and further away until they were hardly there at all. you continued to play with his hair, letting wooyoung slowly and gradually fill the silence with sweet nothings like ‘it must’ve been hard for you’ and ‘no one will ever hurt my love ever again’, until eventually you felt at least a little bit fine again.

jongho

“i don’t care if they’re family, people who love you wouldn’t do stuff like this, y/n.”

your distressed mind grew foggier as jongho spoke in a slightly angrier tone than before, after you had explained why you were standing outside his door at 2 am. you were so close to completely crumbling now, you could feel it. your lips trembled in an attempt to speak, your voice getting caught in your throat before you had the chance to say anything. when you let out an empty whimper, jongho’s demeanour immediately changed. you saw his face fall, realising the gravity of your situation.

he scooped you into his arms and brought you into bed, tucking you in as he muttered a genuine ‘sorry’ before joining you. you let out shaky breaths as you shook your head, way too tired to form an intelligible response.

“it’s okay, let’s get some sleep, okay?” he murmured by your ear, to which you responded with a weak nod. he pressed a kiss to your temple, sliding his arm under your neck and pulling you close to his chest. just like that, your mind grew hazy, and your drifted off into slumber.

Already Yours~ Lee Minho

WARNINGS:Fluff, Angst, Insecure!Reader, Self Doubt, (I am def forgetting things but I am at work and rushing to post this! I’ll edit this later)

A/N: This was requested by the lovely @btrombley13​! I really hope you enjoy this, and I’ll fight anyone who is mean to you bb <3

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This made me just cry. I will read this any time im sad. Thank you to my friend for writing this for me. It means so much.

Broken

A/N - A new fic! Yay! I will probably be updating this fic every other day instead of every day. Feedback is always welcome, let me know what you think!

Characters - Dean, Sam, Y/n

Prologue

"Mom, are we there yet?"

Glancing over my shoulder, I looked at my daughter sat in the back seat of the car, before looking back at the road ahead. "Does it look like we're there yet?" I replied a little sarcastically, smiling at her in the rear view mirror.

We were driving to my parent's house, a good few hours away from where we lived, just the two of us. It was late, the headlights of the car the only source of light in the darkness surrounding us. It was a bit creepy but also the quickest route.

"A couple more hours, ok honey? Why don't you try and get some sleep."

She sighed dramatically. "Ok, whatever."

12 years old and already giving me sass. Shaking my head, I smiled as I glanced back at her again. She was a beauty with her long dark hair tied back, her pale skin and rosy cheeks accentuating her piercing blue eyes.

She looked so much like her father, I thought sadly. I focused on the drive trying not to think of him, of how he had left them in the middle of the night, no explanation, just a cowardly note telling us he wasn't cut out to be a husband and father.

Shaking the thought away angrily, I didn't want Ava to see just how much that man had hurt me. I was grateful she had no memory of him at all.

"Mom! Look out!"

My attention flew back to the road and I gasped when I saw a body sprawled out in the middle of the road ahead of us and I slammed on the brakes both of us lunging forward before slamming back onto our seats. My heart was pounding in my chest, my hands trembling as I put the car in park and unclipped my seat belt. I looked back at Ava, her eyes wide with fear. "Stay in the car and lock the doors behind me, ok? I'm just going to check it out."

Turning to get out of the car, I stopped when she grabbed my arm. "Mommy, please stay here. I'm scared."

I gripped her hand and brought it up to my mouth, kissing it softly. "I know sweetie, but I need to check it out and find out if they need any help." I smiled at her. "You stay here and call 911. I'll be ok, promise."

She nodded and let go of me, her hands shaking as she sat back and took out her phone.

I grabbed my own phone and turned on the flashlight, opening the car door and stepping out into the dark chilly night, slamming the car door shut behind me. I heard the click as Ava locked the doors and I looked back at her and nodded. Slowly walking around the car, I kept my phone in front of me until I saw the body lying on the road.

"Shit,"

I ran over to the man on the ground and dropped to my knees, searching for a pulse. Nothing. He felt cold but then it was pretty cold out here. I stood up, turning towards the car when I heard a high pitched scream and glass shattering, shocked when I saw a man and a woman reach through the broken window and drag Ava out before two more men appeared behind them.

"Ava!" I dropped my phone and moved to run towards her when I felt someone grab my arm and pull me back. Looking behind me, I gasped. It was the man on the road, the man I thought was dead. "No..." I mumbled, trying to pull away, "You're dead..."

He laughed as he pulled me flush against his chest, stroking my cheek with his dirty fingers. "Not quite sweetheart,"

Spinning me around, he gripped my throat, my hands flying up to grab at his fingers as I struggled to breathe. "Looks like we got us some dinner," he nodded towards Ava, "plus dessert."

I tried to get away, my fingers clawing at his hand and my legs kicking at him as I struggled. I needed to get to Ava. He spun me around, Ava looking at me with terror filled eyes, tears streaming down her face as the man and woman gripped her arms tightly.

"Please," I sobbed, my fingers gripping his hand that was still around my throat. "Please don't hurt her. Just take me and let her go, please!"

He laughed. "Mmm, I don't think so. See, I find that the younger they are," he licked his lips, "the sweeter they taste."

I watched in horror as their mouths opened in a feral grin, sharp teeth protruding from their gums. He snarled in my ear, yanking my head to the side, his breath hot against my skin. "Let's see how good you taste." He sank his teeth into my neck and I cried out, my eyes tearing up from the sudden sharp pain.

"Mommy! Please! Stop hurting her!" Ava sobbed as she struggled to free herself. "Let her go!"

A wave of dizziness flowed through me, my vision blurring as pain radiated through my body. It felt like he was sucking my neck, swallowing the blood that was filling his mouth.

"Please..." I murmured, my body growing limp. "Please don't hurt my baby..."

He pulled away and took a deep breath before dropping me to the floor. I landed on my knees hard, my hands slapping against the ground as I fell forward with a short cry. Grabbing my hair, he pulled my head back, forcing me to look up and watch Ava struggling against the two people holding her.

"I was going to kill you both right here, but I think I'll take the girl back with us," he looked up at my daughter and grinned, "I bet she tastes delicious,"

They all laughed and I kept struggling against him but the more I struggled the weaker I got. I could feel the warm flow of blood streaming down my neck. He let go of my hair and pushed me back onto the ground, kicking me in the stomach hard enough to make me fly back with a thud.

I heard Ava scream and I turned my head slowly, watching helplessly as he walked over to her and punched her in the face, her body slumping forward into his arms as the other two let go of her arms. He picked her up with ease and flung her over his shoulder, tilting his head towards me smiling. "Treat yourself guys."

I tried to get up, needing to get to him, needing to get my daughter away from these monsters but they surrounded me, blocking my vision so that I couldn't see where he was taking her. Pushing myself off the ground, I moved towards them but I was pushed back down to the ground hard, the back of my head slamming against the ground. Spots exploded behind my eyes and I let out a small cry as my head exploded in pain.

I could feel their hands on me, ripping and tearing at my clothes, exposing my skin before they all latched onto me. The pain was indescribable, my heart pounding against my chest slowly as I tried to push them away, tried to get to my daughter, struggling against their grip as they sucked and drank their fill. My mouth dropped open in a silent cry, my body limp and I looked up at the night sky, stars shining brightly above me as they continued to suck me dry.

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"She's got a pulse!"

My eyes opened slowly, my vision blurry as I tried to look around. Blue and red lights flashed around me, blurry figures coming in and out of my line of sight.

"Ava..." I croaked trying to move. Pain flew through me and I gasped, feeling hands on my shoulders as they gently pushed me back down.

"You need to stay still, you've lost a lot of blood."

I turned towards the voice. "But...my daughter...they...they took her...." I breathed, trying to get up again.

I was pushed back down again, a wave of dizziness flowing over me.

"We need to get you to a hospital," the voice said calmly, "Let's go!"

I felt myself being rolled onto a stretcher, an oxygen mask placed over my face and I felt a sharp scratch in my arm. My vision began to blur again as I tried to stay awake, I needed to stay awake. "Ava....please..." I mumbled, images of my daughter flashing through my mind as darkness enveloped me.

to keep you safe ~ sam winchester;supernatural

word count: 3487

request?: yes!

@itsthepetertingle “Sam Winchester smut please”

description: they both have feelings for one another, but the fate of his past lovers has him hesitant to let her in

pairing: sam winchester x female!reader

warnings: swearing, smut (fingerings, choking, dirty talk, praise kink)

masterlist (one, two)

Traveling with the Winchesters used to be fun. There was never a dull moment when you had joined them in their hunts for supernatural beings. You would wake up every morning excited for the next adventure, even if it meant you’d be facing something extremely terrifying.

But then you gained feelings for Sam, which you admitted to him right away. You figured it was best to be up front with him so that you weren’t harboring these secret feelings while being stuck in Dean’s Chevy with him for long periods of time. You told him you were understanding if he didn’t feel the same way, but you figured he deserved to know.

The reaction you got was not one that you expected. Instead of saying whether or not he felt the same way, Sam got up from the table where the two of you had been sat and walked out of the diner. Dean, who had gotten up to go to the bathroom, arrived just in time to see the diner door slam shut and your very confused face.

“What the fuck happened there?” he asked.

“I…I don’t know,” you responded.

After that, Sam made sure to never be left alone with you. He rarely acknowledged your presence unless Dean was with you. It was like he had become a completely different person. You tried to talk to him, but he would just walk away or ignore you completely. At first, you were confused. But then you become frustrated.

One night, you were returning to the motel room you were staying in and found Sam sat on the bed. You knew he had to have been there by choice as the brothers usually shared a room and gave you one of your own, so there was only one bed in your room, meaning there was no way he had walked in here by accident.

When you opened the door, his head popped up to look at you. He stood from the bed, his mouth open as if he was going to speak. You waited, but nothing came out.

“Sorry,” he said. “I…I must’ve…I have to go.”

He started for the door, but you stood in his way.

“Move, (Y/N),” he said.

“No,” you responded.

“I’m serious, let me go.”

“No.” You crossed your arms and glared up at him. “You’ve been acting weird for weeks. Now, you’re in my room, presumably waiting for me, but when I show up you try to run away again? I’m not taking that.”

“I came here by mistake, now let me go.”

You stayed planted in your spot. Sam had to be more than a foot taller than you, so he could’ve easily moved you if he wanted to. The fact that he wasn’t actually pushing you to let him go told you that he didn’t actually want to leave.

He sighed and ran his hand through his long hair. “Fine, I did come here for a reason.”

You stepped further into the room so that you could close the door behind you. You nodded towards the bed, signaling for him to sit down again, but he was hesitant.

This annoyed you even more.

You rolled your eyes and muttered, “God, Sam, you can sit on the bed with me. I’m not going to jump your bones or anything.”

“I know you won’t,” he said. “I don’t think I can be trusted, though.”

You looked at him in confusion as you sat yourself down on the bed. He stayed standing across from you, leaning on the wall next to the bed. Silence hung in the air for a moment as you thought about what he had said.

“What’s going on, Sam?” you finally asked. “Why are you acting so weird? Is it because I told you I had feelings for you? Because I already told you that if you don’t feel the same way for me, I don’t care. I’m not about to ruin our working partnership because of a stupid crush.”

“No,” Sam said. “I mean yes. I mean…fuck, okay. The way I’ve been acting is because of what you told me, but it’s not because I don’t have feelings for you. I…I kind of always have, right from the moment I met you.”

A surprised chuckle escaped your lips before you could stop yourself. “I know you haven’t been in the normal world for a while, but this isn’t exactly how you treat someone that you have feelings for.”

Sam crossed his arms and shook his head. “I know, it’s just…complicated.”

“What’s complicated about it? God, you’re being so mysterious, and not in a good way. Can’t you just out and tell me what’s going on instead of beating around the bush the way that you are?”

“You remember my…almost fiancée, Jess? I told you about her, right?”

You nodded. It was one of the first things Sam had told you. He had woken up from a nightmare about Jess, his sudden outburst when he awoke bringing you from your slumber as well. You stayed up with him for hours as he told you all about her, from the moment they met right until the day she died; the day that Sam took up the family business.

“And you know…Ruby.”

You shuddered at the name. Ruby. The vile demon that had used Sam to release Lucifer, and got him addicted to drinking demon blood. Oh yeah, you knew more than enough about her.

“Those were the two…I guess the two most real relationships I had been in,” he explained. “Even though Ruby betrayed me, some part of me did love her. And Jess, I mean, of course I loved her, I was going to marry her. And you know what happened to them.”

“They both died,” you said, your voice just barley a whisper.

Sam nodded. He took a deep breath, like he was trying to force the next words out of his mouth. “They weren’t the only ones.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean they’re not the only women I’ve had romantic or sexual relations with…and they’re not the only women who have died because of those feelings.”

My eyebrows furrowed as I pieced together what he was saying. “Are you saying…every woman you’ve been romantically linked to has…died?”

“Not all of them, but the trend is far too often for me to ignore it,” he said. “Either they die or they just end up getting hurt. I swore to myself that I would never get that close to anyone ever again. I couldn’t risk anyone else’s lives like that, it would be too selfish. And then I met you and…well, that promise went out the window.”

It started to make sense in your head. When you had told Sam about your feelings, he was so pale he could’ve been a ghost. His face was mostly blank, but you had seen a hint of panic in his eyes. You thought he reacted this way because he didn’t feel the same way for you, but the truth was he was scared for your life. Him having feelings for you was one thing, but, in his mind, you reciprocating those feelings had only signed your fate.

“You can’t blame yourself for those girl’s deaths,” you told him.

He laughed, humorlessly. “Can’t I? They all died because of me. If they hadn’t gotten involved with me, they’d probably still be alive.”

“You don’t know that, Sam. I mean, I can tell you for sure that Ruby wouldn’t have been. You and Dean would’ve killed her long before you did if you two hadn’t gotten involved. And you can’t blame yourself for Jess, either. That wasn’t because of you, that was because of some prick of a demon - ”

“Who wanted me,” Sam cut you off. “Like I said, it’s too much of a trend for me to ignore. I love you, (Y/N), I really do. And that’s why I can’t risk you getting hurt or killed. As much as it hurts me to have to stay away from you, it’s for your own good.”

You knew he was right in some capacity. You knew you shouldn’t push things now that he had told you the truth. If he believed this was how to keep you safe, then maybe he was right.

But you weren’t totally convinced, and hearing him say that he loved you just made you want him so much more. It didn’t help that you were both in your motel room, all alone, and Dean wouldn’t be back for a while to notice that Sam was missing.

You lowered your head to look up at Sam through your eyelashes in the seductive way you had seen women flirt with both brothers before. “But what if having you is for my own good, too?”

Sam shuffled under your gaze and you knew it was doing the trick.

“It’s not.” He didn’t sound convinced.

“You said it yourself, Sam, not every woman you’ve been linked with has died. Maybe I’m the next exception.”

“But we don’t know that for sure.”

“We don’t, but we could always put it to the test.”

You thanked whatever heavenly being had been watching out for you that you decided to wear a skirt to go undercover with Dean that evening. You had your legs crossed on the bed, and you decided to uncross them and let them hang open just enough to give Sam an eyeful.

“I’m not scared,” you said, your voice low and seductive.

Sam glanced from your face to your legs. He wasn’t moving, and you were starting to get embarrassed. You wondered if this even looked sexy. You had never tried to really flirt with a guy before, Dean always said your looks was enough to get them the information they wanted whenever you went undercover. Now that you were actually trying to flirt, you felt incredibly silly.

You were about to apologize and tell Sam to leave when he basically lunged at you. His lips met yours first, crushing you into a bruising kiss. He pushed you back on the bed, leaning over you as one of his hands trailed up your skirt and between your legs. You gasped as you felt him cup your heat through your panties, which gave him the accessibility to stick his tongue in your mouth.

“I can’t say I haven’t been fantasizing about this,” he growled into your mouth. “Fuck, I’ve even been dreaming about it. Some mornings I have to get up and get a cold shower before Dean wakes up just to fix my problem.”

“And all that time, you could’ve just been coming over and making those dreams a reality,” you said. You gasped again as one of his fingers slipped under the waistband of your panties.

“You’re already so wet,” he said as a finger slid through your folds. “I’m wondering if I should be jealous.”

You tried to laugh, but the pressure against your clit made the noise come out as a moan instead. “Not at all. Dean and I went undercover at a local bar. Of course, I was the one trying to get information from the male bartender who knew the latest victim. Couldn’t pay me enough to sleep with a douchebag like him.”

“Good,” Sam said, “cause you’re all mine.”

One of his long fingers plunged into your soaking core, causing you to cry out in pleasure. Sam went to cover your mouth, but you caught his wrist before he could.

“Dean is out chasing a lead, he won’t be back for a long time.”

You could see a spark in Sam’s eye at this news. He slipped another finger into you and curled them both, effectively hitting your g-spot with every inward thrust. Your back arched with pleasure as your moans filled the room. You wrapped your arms around Sam’s shoulders, trying to find something steady as you started to see stars.

It had been so long since you had been with anyone intimately, and you had been dreaming of having this moment with Sam for so long.

“Does that feel good?” he asked, his voice husky with lust. It was enough to cause you to become wetter. Feeling it around his fingers, Sam smirked. “Of course you do. I bet this is what you think of when you’re over here all by yourself at night.”

He put one hand around your throat, shoving you flat onto the bed so he could look at you. “Do you think of me when you’re touching yourself, (Y/N)?”

You nodded.

“Use your words.”

“Y-Yes, I th-think of y-you when I t-touch myself.”

“Good girl.”

God, the praise, too!

His hand stayed wrapped around your throat as he increased the tempo that his fingers were going. He was squeezing just enough that you could still breathe, but you still got that nice, lightheaded feeling. There was so much stimulation and pleasure coursing through your body. You knew you weren’t going to be able to last long.

“S-Sam,” you stuttered. “I…I’m gonna…”

He smiled down at you. “Cum all over my fingers, (Y/N).”

You shook your head, a desperate whimper escaping your lips. “No, I-I wanna feel you inside of me.”

He chuckled. “Silly girl, I won’t be finished with you for a while.”

The thought of being used by Sam all night was enough to push you over the edge. With one hand still around Sam’s back, you wrapped the other around the wrist of the hand that was around your throat and dug your nails into his flesh as you hit your first orgasm. He hissed at the pain, but he didn’t seem to be complaining about it.

Your eyes just about rolled back in your skull as your back nearly lifted off the bed in pleasure. If you thought you were seeing stars before, you were really seeing them now.

A thin film of sweat was forming over your forehead as you panted after your climax. Your body twitched as Sam pulled his fingers out, slick with your juices. He looked you in the eye as he slipped both of them in his mouth, sucking every last essence of you off of them. You could already feel your arousal building between your legs again.

“As sweet as I expected,” he commented.

You didn’t get much time to recover. Sam grabbed your legs and pulled you till you were on the edge of the bed. He rolled you onto your stomach so you were stood on the floor with your ass in the air. He pushed your skirt up around your hips and literally ripped your soaking panties off of you, leaving you exposed completely to him.

You yelped as you felt a harsh smack to one of your cheeks.

“This is definitely a sight I’ve fantasized about,” he said, his hand gripping the cheek he had just spanked. “Just as perfect as I always imagined.”

You tried not to whine or sound impatient, but you were starting to get desperate to feel him inside of you. You rocked backwards a little, hoping to get some sort of friction from him. Unfortunately, he moved out of your reach before you could.

“Awe, is someone needy?” he asked. “I guess I should finally give you what you want, huh?”

You could’ve jumped with excitement when you finally heard him unbuckling his belt and pushing his pants and boxers down. One big hand held your waist as the other started to guide him inside of you. The minute you felt his head push against your entrance, you buried your head into the blanket and let out a moan.

You had always imagined that Sam would’ve been big, given his height and everything, but you never could’ve imagined he would be this big. Once he was fully inside of you, you felt like you were too full to manage. He was already brushing against your g-spot and he hadn’t even started fucking you yet. You knew he was about to absolutely ruin you.

He pushed as deeply into you as he could, placing both arms on either side of you so he could steady himself. He leaned down to kiss the exposed skin of your neck gently.

“Such a good girl,” he mumbled against your skin. “Taking every inch of me so good.”

You whimpered in response to his praise.

When he started to thrust your suspicions about being ruined were confirmed. With every inward thrust, he jabbed at your g-spot in a way that was both pleasureful and painful. You knew wouldn’t be walking the next day for sure, and hoped that the two brothers would be okay to figure out the rest of this case on their own.

He continued to lean over you, grinding himself into you with every thrust. His grunts and groans mixed with your own moans of pleasure, as well as some other praises whispered in your ear.

It wasn’t long before you could feel another orgasm coming on. You tried to tell Sam, but the words fizzled out in your throat and turned into whimpers on your tongue.

“I can feel you started to squeeze me,” he said. “Are you gonna cum again?”

You nodded.

“Well, this is what you wanted, wasn’t it? You can cum all over this dick, baby. I promise it’ll be the last one for now, then I’ll let you rest.”

The promise of a rest both excited and disappointed you. You knew you should give your body some kind of rest after being used like this, but at the same time you didn’t want to lose the feeling of Sam inside of you just yet. You wanted to feel this all night, every night if you could.

But you were already too close to stop. You screamed out, muffled by the bedsheets, as you felt yourself coming undone around him again. This time it was so much more intense that you were sure you actually were dying.

This would be the best way to go, though.

Your vision went white for a while as you continued to squeeze around Sam. He whispered praises into your ear as you finally came back down to Earth, your fingers squeezing the bedsheets beneath you so hard that your knuckles had gone white.

Keeping true to his promise of rest, Sam lifted himself off of you and took hold of your waist. He started to slam himself into you much harder than before. Your moans became shouts as Sam’s grunts also got louder. Within a few moments, he was spilling himself deeply inside of you.

Your entire body shook with pleasure and exhaustion. You weren’t sure if you’d even be able to get up onto the bed from this position. Sam thrusted a few more times, slower now, as he rode out his high. When he was finished, he slowly pulled out of you. You rested your head on the bed and sighed, happily.

“Stay here,” he told you.

He went into the bathroom and returned with a wet cloth. He knelt behind you and wiped up your legs and thighs, then between your legs. Before standing, he placed a kiss to your sore and red cheek, then slowly rolled you onto your back and helped you onto the bed. He started reaching for your shirt, but you stopped him.

“I think I can do this part,” you said.

He put his hands up in a mock surrender and made a gesture that said “Go ahead”.

Once you had both shed yourselves of your remaining clothes, Sam got into bed next to you and pulled you into his arms.

“You know,” you said, “if I do die, totally worth it.”

Sam’s body stiffened beneath you. You looked up at him to see he had that same panicked look in his eye that he had the day you told him about your feelings. You cupped his chin in your hand and made him look down at you.

“Nothing is going to happen to me, Sam,” you said. “Not with you and Dean around to protect me. I’ve never felt safer in my life than I have with you two.”

“What if we can’t protect you from everything.”

“You can’t spend your life worrying about the what ifs. Live in the now, and right now you’re here with me. I’m not going anywhere, I promise.”

He gave you a squeeze and kissed your head. “I’ll try not to worry too much about it.”

“If you do, I’ll take your mind off it again.”

His chest vibrated as he chuckled. “Oh, I’m still not done with you tonight. I’m just letting you rest. I told you I won’t be finished for a while, remember?”

Suddenly, you felt wide awake.

Beautiful like the burning out stars - Kylo Ren (smut)

May the 4th be with you! I had to write a smutty Kylo imagine for today, obviously. Enjoy my loves. xxx

Summary: Kylo has neglected his wife for the past weeks, a nightly stroll through the calm base guides her right back to her husband. And he is more than ready to apologize to his wife.

Warnings: 18+, smut, unprotected sex, p in v, public sex, wrong use of the force

Pairing: Kylo Ren x fem!reader (1.5k words)

The hallways were dark as (y/n) wandered through the base. She felt restless, not able to calm down with her thoughts circling around the past weeks. Perhaps she should have distanced herself, very well knowing how short tempered her husband is. But she had decided to stick around, to stay with him as he was hunting the girl down - a foolish mistake of (y/n)’s good heart. 

Equals

♚ Kylo Ren x Reader ♛

Snoke thinks you are a distraction to Kylo Ren and attempts to do away with you. Little does he know, you and your Master share a powerful bond. You feel doubtful of your power, and believe that you are nothing compared to Kylo, but he finds a way to convince you otherwise.

A/N: thank you for this request! I had a lot of fun writing it and I hope you like it. Once I started writing it, I couldn’t stop, so that’s why it’s a bit long. Hope that’s ok <3

I also post my work on AO3 - Equals can be found here. 

Warning: NSFW content, oral sex (m receiving), fignering, piv sex, hurt/comfort, praise kink

Word Count: 2,842

You were Kylo’s most prized possession. 

He’d watched you grow in skill throughout the years under his strict training. Under his guidance, you’d pushed your body to the brink, experienced the most excruciating pain, and the most intense workout regimens, all to please him. Your Master. 

You had done many things for him, killed and tortured the innocent, eradicated entire villages, destroyed entire planets, all for him. Your dedication to the cause pleased him to no end, and as your power increased, so too did his trust in you. Together, you would bring the dark side into power throughout the galaxy, ensuring the ruination of the Jedi for good.

But first, Kylo had one task to complete. 

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𝑀𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑀𝑒 𝑈𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑑. | 𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑣𝑒!𝐾𝑦𝑙𝑜 𝑅𝑒𝑛 𝑥 𝑓𝑒𝑚!𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟

Never once had you seen Kylo Ren speechless. Certainly not that you could recall. He was a reserved, austere type, sure— severe , even, more so than the ginger-haired general who you still taunted him about to no end—but 'speechless' was not a word you would ascribe to him.

When the mighty, Force-wielding First Order Commander did not speak, it was because words didn't suit him. It was because he felt the act of responding beneath his consideration.

But right now, you were absolutely certain that speechless was exactly what he was.

Kylo's dark, bottomless gaze was trained ahead on the elevator you both waited for. Standing side-by-side, you shouldn't have been able to see everything so clearly; every little flicker of emotion working overtime on his brooding face like novelties to be savored before they were snatched away: