Halloween Fumble

by A. Winchester

“Is Fred real?” I asked because I couldn’t help myself. “Oh, yeah.” He laughed. “Well, Fred’s not real real, you know? But that Fred is real.”

Ummmmm what?

Somehow, the mask party had turned into a Nightmare Before Christmas Party with drinking games centered around singing songs from the movie. That and something about Beetlejuice, but I’d missed the rules to that one.

Not gonna lie… i love this lol

I wanted to bury my fingers in his hair.

Wyatt would lose his shit in a real honest-to-God small town.

Meeeeee

He had that wholesome, small-town boy look about him—the kind where you just knew no one had corrupted him. Yet. I had a particular thing for guys like him. Mostly, I just liked blowing past all their self-imposed limits and making them realize a thing or two about themselves. Making guys like that submit was my favorite game to play.

Yummy

And that part of my brain won in the end when I tipped my chin toward the hall as a silent invitation for the Wolf to follow me.

Yaaaasssss

I followed the Devil into the dark, and I liked it.

The Devil had a voice made for sex.

“Tater tot.”

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“Maybe… maybe just tater. Tater is probably easier to say when… when…”

Lmfao

“Hold still, little wolf,” the Devil growled in my ear, “or I won’t let you come.” Jesus fuck. This was it. This was how I was going to die—death by orgasm denial. And I liked it.

“Tonight, you’re mine,” I told him. “You come from my hand only, not yours. Test me and see what happens.”

He worked my body like he knew what I needed when I didn’t have a clue. It was borderline magic.

but his hands gripped my hips painfully tight—the kind of tight that would leave a bruise. That pain did something wicked to me, making my arousal spike. I liked it. I liked it so goddamn much.

“Look at you. Such a greedy little wolf. Look at how desperate you are… fucking yourself on my cock. Do you want more, little wolf?”

Even as a former church-going kid, I never dropped to my knees so fucking fast in my life as I did when the Devil ordered me to.

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“Then what does it say about me that I liked them?”

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“No,” he groaned. “No, no. No! I don’t want to think about the fact that I took your virginity—” “I think it’s hardly considered taking it when I gave it up freely.”

“All right, McLaughlin. Game on.”

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Are you trying to tell me how pretty you’d look if you were in there on your knees with my cock stuffed in your mouth?

You better be on your knees when I get back there, little wolf.