Disclaimer: Do not own Marvel or The 100

Warnings for normalized sexual assault, gang rape and unhealthy relationships

Oh, no. Not another self-made NSFW list!: Part two: C, D, L, O and S

C: Cuddling: For all of Clarke's mates' flaws and all their hunger for Clarke and for Clarke's pleasure that leads to them fucking her, often against her will, and overstimulating her, her mates love to cuddle. Either after sex or before or just in general. They'll cuddle her close, hug her between them. Doesn't matter which group of them it is. Tony, Pepper, Natasha and Yelena or Clint, Laura, Natasha and Barney or Sam, Steve, Melina and Bruce or Frank, Jessica, Brunnhilde and Carol, or some other group of them. Clarke loves it when they cuddled her. And she is positive they knew that. She appreciates their cuddling of her. But sometimes? She gets the sense that if she were to allow it and if she and her mates didn't need to drink water or eat food or sleep or anything else, her mates might be happy to just never let her out of their arms…

D: Donuts: Clarke had honestly never understood the appeal of donuts. Not for the longest time. Then her mates had gotten some from their nearby bakery after a long night of sex, getting Clarke some sugary stuff as well as her usual food and water afterwards. Clarke had eaten donuts before. And honestly, all she found was just crumbs and dry cake under the frosting. She never understood the appeal. And then she bit into one of the donuts that her mates had gotten. Specifically, a chocolate fudge donut. Turned out, these specific donuts were crammed packed with frosting, as well as the frosting being on top of the donut. Clarke stared at her mates and grumbled, after gulping half of the donut down hungrily, practically growled, "You are getting me these at least three times a month. I don't care if we have to run together every day to work the calories off, you are getting me these three times a month now."

This understandably brought both pleased smiles and laughs from her mates.

L: Lap: To say that Clarke's mates love it when she is in their laps, is a huge understatement. Doesn't matter if it's after a long day or in the middle of the day or at night. They want her on their laps. Or even when they're just cuddling, they like it when she's on their laps. After she comes back from her work, undressing after she gets home and is wearing mainly just a loose shirt and underwear, she sometimes steps into one of the rooms where her mates are, and one of them, like Bruce, who will have heard her come in, will turn his head, not his body, and ask her if she's had water since coming back.

Now, Clarke, she's become fully aware of what her mates will do to her first chance they get, as soon as they're sure that she's been hydrated and has eaten food. So, she knows instantly where this goes after she hears such a question. Still, she reacts calmly and says yes, she has.

And it's not a surprise to her at all, when Bruce turns around completely in his chair, revealing that his pants are undone and his erect and lubed up cock is sticking up, and it's not a surprise to her when he reaches out and grabs her around the waist, and she doesn't even struggle as he brings her to his lap, pulling her panties down and sliding her down along his cock, smirking as Clarke cries out as soon as he's balls deep in her.

And of course, none of this would be the same unless he talks dirty to her, which is why he starts lifting her and dropping her back down onto his cock, cooing for her to ride her daddy.

This is far from the first time this has happened and it certainly won't be the last. After Clarke got an eleven-hour sleep one time, and woke up late in the afternoon, she grabbed the glass of water that was placed on her bedside table, and ate some of the food on the plate there, and went down to meet some of her mates. Melina was waiting there, seated, with a strap-on.

Before Clarke even had time to react, Melina grabbed her and dropped her onto her lubed up strap, and her arms were held behind her back by Yelena, who was seated next to Melina, as Melina grabbed Clarke's hips and lifted Clarke up and dropped her down along her strap, causing Clarke to groan and moan over and over as the fake cock stroked along her clit.

Melina cooed to Clarke the whole time that "mommy loves you," and Melina also made it clear, nodding to Clarke's other mates around the table, that they were all going to get a chance to have Clarke bounce on their laps, to bounce on their cocks.

O: Origins: At first Clarke herself wasn't sure why she tried to get so much information from her mates about their lives. But deep down, she knows why. She loves them so much and she knows that they love her, to the point that it's unbearable. But the way they express that love? Is toxic at best, and Clarke knows it. She has accepted their way of showing their devotion and affection is different from others, but that doesn't change that it's not a good thing. She realizes at the end of the day that she's trying to know more about them, not because she wants them to stop forcing themselves on her-she has accepted their actions more than she should and she knows it, but she realizes that her trying to get more and more information about their lives is more for their benefit than for hers. Because how the hell did they become so deranged that they thought that this way of showing love was healthy or okay? She knows that she probably needs a lot of therapy. But her mates do too. And some of the things she knows about them already? Makes her feel like that's obvious. She decides she will address this subject with them, soon.

S: Stick: You know, Clarke didn't think a "dick on a stick" would be so accurate to the device that tended to be used on Clarke nowadays, but it was. A dildo, strapped to a stick to some device that rams into her cunt as her mates hold her down. It's always lubed up and her mates will always hold her and coo to her and comfort her as it violates her-as they violate her, using the machine. She wishes she could bring herself into hating what they do to her with that machine. But like everything else, they know exactly how to make her writhe under them in pleasure and know exactly how to make her cum hard using that device.

Author's note:

The Donuts were the only thing I managed to get in there that wasn't completely sinister sounding, lol.