Banana Bus Imagines Fanfiction

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Request : Miniladd x Bullet

SMUT LEMON
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Miniladd's POV

"I don't want to fucking hear it."

I couldn't help but to snap under my mask. My teammate, Amber and I have been at odds all day it seemed. Probably not the most proper time to send us on a mission to rob a small bank within the desert of Los Santos. We had just lost the cops, the 50K in the backseat, stacks loosely falling out because of how much we had to hurry. Sweat drenched us, as it was hot and our temperaments were at each others throats.

"It wasn't my dumbass who left evidence behind!" Bullet snapped, I could feel her eyes tearing into me.

Parking the car in an deserted back ally, I couldn't help but to turn and glare back at her. Our eyes met briefly before she looked away. Amber's passive aggressive behavior was getting on my last nerve. I slammed my fist against the arm rest, "Fucking look at me bitch."

She rolled her eyes, but did as she was told, returning the glare with silence. I subtly noticed the sweat making her skin glimmer.. Atttacting my sense of sight.  "I. Don't. want. To. Fucking. Hear. Another. Word."

A moment of heavy breathing came from me, and I turned away until I heard her scoff, my glare darted back at her, just to see Bullet's amused grin and giggle. "Yes daddy.."

Pausing, I let a breath out, relaxing my shoulders back into the seat, giving an amused smile of my own. This was common coming from my teammate.. Piss me off just to flirt, and it drove me up the fucking wall.  "Daddy.. huh?"

Nothing but silence, instead her pretty eyes spoke for her, lashes fluttering to me as sweat trickled down the side of her face. Lifting a brow I grabbed her cheek forcefully, making her smirk even more, which pissed me off.

"You want to play this game.. Show me who my babygirl is then.."

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Amber's POV

Once we got home to the penthouse, Craig had dragged me to his room, roughly slamming me up the wall, and coilling his fingers around my throat. The man was built with muscle, standing 6 ft. There was no way I could deny him had I wanted to.. But I wouldn't show I was intimidated or much that interested.. Just to piss him off even more. He pissed me off too but I suppose I could control it much better than he could..

Craig's lips slammed against my own, letting me wrap and straddle against his waist with my legs as he pushed me up into the wall. Sweat soaked us both but I kissed the man roughly, allowing my fingers to take hold of his curly thick brown hair and pulled. I wanted to hear this man growl as our tongues interlaced.

"Fuck me hard." I breathed between our kisses, growing impatient, as I could feel his cock grow wanting to pierce my insides.

"Don't fucking tell me what to do. Get the fuck on your knees." He gripped a fistful of my hair, and pulled me down to my knees. Whimpering I allowed him to dominate me for this second, he unbuckled his jeans and soon I felt his meat swell to the back of my throat. The man's groan encouraging my performance for him. I allowed my tongue to dance up and down his shaft before retaking him back in. Saliva dressing each inch of his cock..

Craig soon forced himself to go deeper, fucking my mouth completely, gagging me and making my eyes water. I felt the strands of my hair being pulled to lean my head back and look up at him.. For a second I whimpered.. I already knew he didn't miss it.

"Mouthy bitches get dick rammed into their mouths.. Get the fuck on the bed." The man roughly let go.. I took a moment to breath before lifting and positioning my figure on mattress.. arching my back as my face dug into the pillow.

"Beg."

I felt my teammate come up behind me positioning himself at my needy entrance.. I wanted it badly, and growled at the thought of begging.

A sharp slap grazed my ass cheese when he heard nothing but silence. "P-Please daddy! Fuck me..."

"Good girl." Without another word he entered me, and soon followed by him gripping my hair to pull back while he fucked me. His cock stretching my insides.. I groaned furiously, my pussy coiling tightly around him to breed my body and milk his seed into me. If there was one thing that helped our anger towards each other, it was fucking.

His hips thrusted, each time making my body slightly jump from him piercing me a bit too deeply. I felt gentle kisses upon my back, as he rocked his hips slow but with alot of force. The bed post banging against the wall by his force, my body shuddering each time until finally he gave a fixed pace with moderate pressure.

I moaned and beg in the bed sheets, my mind completely altered by his cock to care about anything else.. "I'll .. ahh... be a goodgirl.. Please ahhh!"

"Damn straight." He growled, biting my shoulder, his chest towering over my arched back.. His hand soon grabbing my throat and lifting me up with him on our knees. My head now resting upon his shoulder as he pumped sloppily into me.. His breathing and groans grew louder.. Mumbling about me being his whore..

One last thrust, he came inside.. I wasn't aware about how many times I have already came onto Craig but it seemed to leave my body in a state of unconciousness. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer under the blankets, breathing heavily into my neck as we rested.

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Cartoonz POV

If they aren't yelling at each other then they are fucking and being loud. A motherfucker wanna just enjoy his damn pizza. Damn.