Uncle Samonsite Oneshots

It's time to have fun with.. well, you already know who. 🔞

(CW: SMUT)
(Uncle Samsonite x Reader)
(requested by @Hellothere9142 )

You wake up in a cold sweat, adrenaline pumping through your blood. Something woke you up from your deep sleep. It wasn't a nightmare. Noonoo .. that wasn't it. You're positive you heard something.

"Hello..? Is anyone there?"
That was stupid. Even if someone was there, they wouldn't respond back. Though, it calmed your nerves. It was probably nothing anyways, you told yourself. You lower back down on the bed, slowly closing your eyes. Creeakk.. Oh hell noo, you IMMEDIATELY get up, your eyes adjusting to the darkness of your room. Are you fucking hallucinating or something? "Hello?" Double checking doesn't hurt I guess..I hope. It's time to refresh yourself, yeah.. That should get your head straight. So many odd things have been happening tonight. You thought it was probably just you. You get up out of your bed and go to the bathroom. You look in the mirror, splashing your face with cold water. "Ahh, that's a lot better." You said out loud to yourself. As odd as it sounded, your own voice soothed your nerves. You groggily walked back to your bedroom, stretching. Twisting the lock on the inside of your door. You started to start feeling less paranoid until you started to hear music coming from the.. the closet. Oh fuck. You know it's not just you this time. "I know someone's in there! I have a weapon on me! I'll call the police on you!" Both of those things were lies. Your phone was charging in the living room, and frankly you didn't own a weapon of any sort. I mean i guess intimidation might work?.. But oh how wrong you were. You take small steps over to the closet.. and the music suddenly stops.. Strange, more alarming than strange really. You shakily reach out for the handle, opening the door, flicked on the light and.. nothing. "I must be fucking insane, shit." You closed the closet door and couldn't help but feel like you were being watched. You turned around, and you quickly jumped back. a dark and tall figure loomed over you, smiling down at your fear. A look of amusement plastered all over his face. "GAHH! WHO THE FUCK-" before you could finish your sentence, he spoke out..

"It's time to have some fun with Uncle Samsonite!"

You tilted your head, more confused than scared really, pulling yourself together. No no no. This fucker is definitely gonna kill you. You quickly dash around him, heading straight for your door. You had it locked from the inside.. you made the stupid decision to LOCK IT! Your adrenaline was pumping so you kept fumbling trying to twist it to unlock. "Fuckk.. fuck." You finally got it to unlock until you felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist. "Tsk Tsk, didn't you hear me? I'm not going to play this game of cat and mouse with you.." His childish and gloomy voice started to wither away, gradually turning into a more serious and husky tone. You shivered at the feeling of his claws through his gloves poking your stomach. "Please.. please don't kill me." You plead, stuck in your place
from fear. "KILL YOU? oh nono.. that wouldn't be any fun, now would it..? If I wanted to, I would've done it much sooner." How long has he been in your closet? You gulped and sweat anxiously just thinking about it. "Well.. you seem to be at a loss for words. So let's let your actions do the talking for you, hm?" You didn't trust him, but you knew you couldn't escape. Even though he was huge, he was still stealthy as a fox, and a lot stronger than you. So you had to endure whatever he had in store for you, so you can avoid getting hurt. Although.. what he had in store for you was NOT what you had expected.

His arms, still wrapped around your waist, grip around you tighter, and he lifts you up with ease, standing at his full height, throwing you onto the bed. "Oof! Could you atleast be gentle and not fucking manhandle me?" You said, annoyance in your voice. He only found your defiance entertaining, smiling in response. "I'll do a lot more than manhandle you." he said, crawling onto the bed on top of you. What is he planning? Your thoughts were cut off when you felt his hand travel up your shirt. "Hey.. what are you.." "Shh. You know exactly what's happening. I've seen the things you do to yourself." Oh ok. So you want to get your ass beat. This sick fuck watched you touch yourself from your closet. "You're perverted.." In response to your insult, he grabbed you, pressing his body against yours. You shuddered.. you could feel everything. From the buttons on his overalls to his rock hard dick pressing against you through his clothes. "Oh." You said in response to his actions, feeling your face heat up. "What, you surprised?"

He knew you were. You were trying to avoid his stare, he smirked and forcefully grabbing your chin, making you look at him. "You nervous now..?" "Nice observation." You said in a pissy tone, trying to cover up how shy you actually felt. "We'll fix that attitude up very quick." His words filled with confidence and pride, and that intimidated you.. so much to the point you felt your body start to heat up. "Mm, I haven't done anything to you yet, and you're soaking my overalls already. Your mind must be running wild, hm..?" You looked down at his overalls to confirm he was right. You were so wet you soaked through your own clothes and got it on him. "Oh god, that's so fucking embarrassing." "No need to worry sweetie, it'll just make this process a lot less painful for you." "Uh what.. say that again?" You questioned, but you heard him loud and clear.

"I'm gonna stretch you out." He wore a shit-eating grin, grinding on you through your clothes creating friction between you two as he went down and licked a stripe up your neck. The teasing was enough to drive you crazy.. "F..fuck." You let out a small whine, almost desperately. "Well enough of this right..? Let's get to the point, shall we?" Your eyes widened as he changed your position by flipping you over on the bed, pulling your pants down along with your underwear, and you heard a shuffle of clothes behind you. "Wait a second.." "Hmm? You want me to stop?" He said, your sudden move of hesitation genuinely spiking his curiosity. "No.. keep going.." You said, the painful truth slipping out of your mouth. Before you could get another word out he SLAMMED himself into you. You let out an ear blistering scream. Fuck, he was big and it was painful. Taking him from behind wasn't any better. To your surprise, he didn't continue. He sat there a second, letting you adjust. "Oh woww, howw kindd of youuu.." You said sarcastically since he was so rough in the beginning.. "You know.." You perked up, listening to what he had to say. "I'm starting to lose my patience with you. I've been reasonably nice. one more bratty remark and I'll show you where it leads you." Ah, time for me to be silent. "Actually.. I should just do it right now. Your lesson won't be learned anytime soon if I wait around, yeah?"

Well fuck. He leaned down, pressing you down into the bed, and wrapping his arms around you to have full control over your body. You felt his dick twitch inside of you as he adjusted you. "Mghh. fuck. It's reallyyy hard to control myself.. but there's no need for me to do that, isn't that right?" "Excuse me?" He started to thrust in and out of you , biting into your shoulder, grunting as he did so. You let out a string of broken moans. It was music to his ears. You had shoved your head in the pillow beneath you to muffle your embarrassing sounds. He grabbed a fistful of your hair, lifting your head out of the pillow, growling. "I wanna hear all your pretty sounds." "Uncle Samsoniitte~.." All you could do was moan his name in response. Oh and he enjoyed that, all it did was fuel his ego. You were riling him up without even realizing it. He then grabbed onto your shoulders so he could push your body onto his and he picked up a strange pace. Instead of focusing on speed, he focused on how deep he could go inside of you, his grunts turning into groans. "You wrap around me perfectly.. so tight." You just moaned in response, your head clouded by the violent and perverted noises that came from the two of you, the sound that came from him groaning, the sound that came from you moaning, and the sound of him pounding your pussy in. "Ohh fuck. You drive me crazy.." He practically clawed and scratched at your body, his dick violently throbbing from inside of you as he started to pick up the pace, his thrusts just mindlessly pumping in and out of you.

"FUCK! SAMSONITE! I'M ABOUT TO-" Saying that without moaning was a hard task for you. "Ohh fuck baby.. me too." He let out one final and deep thrust and came inside of you as you shivered and your body uncontrollably arched towards the source of your pleasure, letting out a strained moan in response. You calmed down and gained your breath back and had finally come down from your high. His cum was dripping out of you, and he was out of breath. His grip around you had loosened and his ears wiggled in content. "Woah. I think I needed that." As embarrassing as it is to admit, you did. "Mm, I'm so glad you enjoyed that. I'll be back as soon as you want me to love." He exclaimed, panting as he said so, his eyes still full of lust. "Or just when I feel like it." You were exhausted at this point, the room smelled like sex you and were just used mercilessly. You hesitantly closed your eyes while he was still inside of you. The last thing you heard before you had fell asleep,

"Good night love."

He smirked as he stroked your hair, pulling out of you and disappearing.