prostitution

In the grand scheme of things, finding a date for a wedding should be no problem for Louis Tomlinson. He's rich. He's handsome. He's reasonably well behaved. But when the wedding is for his lifelong best friend (and former boyfriend), and is happening in under a month, finding a date for the ceremony and accompanying festivities becomes more of an adventure than he ever could have planned for.

AU. Ryan Ross is living the American wet dream. He’s rich, he’s good looking, he’s paid just to turn up at parties and he spends his days doing drugs and climbing into bed with eager and willing boys and girls. Brendon Urie is a man bordering on desperation – whoring himself out to wealthy men in an attempt to support himself and his best friend’s worsening drug habit. When his job ensnares him in the glamorous world of the rich and the infamous, it’s not long before their paths cross and Ryan starts living his dark fantasies though Brendon – but only for a price. See tags for triggers.

It’s been five months, and still Alex is never completely prepared for Henry’s performances. Private or otherwise.Or,Henry is a night dancer, and he’s everything Alex wants.

A chill multi-fandom fic about various porn parody food chains. Starting off with Femboy Hooters, MILF Denny’s and Titbucks, but there’s everything here. Will add tags as they appear.

I’m not immune to you, I’ve got it bad. I’m only human, you are something magic. In which you fall into the lap of one of the most powerful men in Hell. For better or for worse, his attention’s on you.

Harry's a free man now, and he's determined to get what he's been wanting for years. Even if he has to pay for it.

Kink #1: ABO (Helfu Rules)Sam Winchester x Reader Written by HelvonAsche Requested by @oriona75, yeah, dis bitch asked for a lot.. and I’m gonna give it to her. Hard. <3 Helfu ABO Rules - Just some guidelines we use for ABO, explained on @helvonasche and @madamelibrarian's Tumblrs.

Alternate Universe, Prohibition era.New York City, 1923. After Joffrey Baratheon breaks their engagement, Sansa Stark ends up in Petyr Baelish's brothel, where she works as a dancer. She soon realizes her customers die one after the other... "You don't want me to dance, you say you're not here to spy on me, so why did you come?" she asked the Hound again.Sansa's high-pitched voice revealed her exasperation; he looked straight in her eyes and, forgetting about the chocolates, he leaned forward so that his head was at arm's length of her knees."I'm your way out, girl."He had uttered these words in such a way it sounded like a threat.

While the Targaryens are busy ruling Westeros, the smallfolk keep their draconic overlords fed, watered, and clothed. (A non-chronological anthology of servant/smallfolk POVs as they interact with the Targs.)

And with a final thrust of his hips, Dazai kissed Chuuya's cheeks. And praised him for his marvellous service and patted his head. "What an adorable lewd toy." Chuuya shivered and gulped weakly.His insides felt hot and good and he liked the warmth of Dazai's semenAnd he detested Dazai to a gross extent.He was ashamed and disgusted. Or,Dazai the malevolent beauty loving his darling doll.

Summary: In an AU where the Fire Nation, and more specifically Azula wins, she actually finds herself growing to detest being bowed to all the time. She's finally won, the Fire Nation reigns supreme... and yet, the whole situation is lacking in any true satisfaction. And so, sneaking out one night, she changes her appearance and makes for the Red Light District, where she hires a man to show her what it feels like to have someone else in charge. A smutty two-shot that's more porn than plot! Enjoy! Links to my profiles on other websites can be found in the Notes at the end of the chapters.