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Hi! I saw tht requests were open and I was wondering if you could do a somnophilia one (with consent ofc) with Levi x reader? I totally understand if you don't want to though and thank you in advance! :)

Of course I can do this! I don’t know how long it will take me because of some personal problems, but you can look forward to it. Thanks for the request!

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Use Your Words

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Anime: Jujutsu Kaisen

Pairing: Toge Inumaki x Reader

Word Count: 1500+ words.

Summary: You caught Toge masturbating without permission so obviously, if he wanted it so badly, shouldn’t you be nice and give it to him?

Warnings: Edging, masturbation, dacryphilia, handjob. 

Note: This was actual really fun to write! Toge’s so cute

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There’s an art to teasing someone. You have to be sure about what exactly makes them flush, but you can’t use it all the time lest they may become immune to it. You have to select the right time to tease them, and you have to say it a certain way. Most importantly, a smug look is a must. You wouldn’t say you had that down to a T, but Toge sure thinks so. Especially when it comes to teasing him, you were an expert because you didn’t even need to touch him. 

You sat on a chair, leg over the other with an arm propping up your head as you looked down on him. Toge would never admit he liked it this way when he was forced to look up at you. There was a smirk curling on your lip, almost like a sneer, and it caused his breath to hitch. He wasn’t quite sure if he could breathe like this, and it’s been almost over an hour. It was torture and it was all because he couldn’t wait until you got back. 

Toge had been edging himself for the past hour. His face was flushed, tears drying on his cheeks only to be replaced with new ones. Breaths hiccuping, Toge was completely at your mercy. He couldn’t take it anymore. Brows furrowing, Toge whined and glared at you.

That’s not to say he wasn’t enjoying his punishment. Oh, no. His back was pressed against the foot of the bed and he was completely naked. It was a little humiliating since you were dressed, but he reckoned what was more humiliating was the fact he enjoyed this too much. The fact that you were watching him jerk off, speaking sweet phrases in a low voice into the quietness of the room—fuck, he needed to cum so badly. 

“What is it?” you asked, swinging your leg. The slick sound of Toge rubbing his cock slowed down as he tried to muster strength to...to what? He couldn’t do anything. He deserved this punishment. If only he hadn’t been so impatient. If only he had obeyed you. 

His mouth formed the word, “Please.” You’ve learned to read his lips since he couldn’t talk, and the two of you shared dozens of ways to communicate without speaking. Like a tap, or signing using your hands, or even a look. 

“Please? Please, what, sweetheart? I can’t understand you if you aren’t specific,” you said. “Am I supposed to guess? Do you want me to touch you? Let you cum? Do you want me to fuck you? Ride you until morning? Want me to suck on your cock? Give you a handjob?”

Toge nodded frantically to every single one of them. Anything! Anything! He’d be happy with anything you did to him. At least do something. At least touched him. At the very least. His mouth was forming the word “please”, over and over again. Please, please, please. Please to all of that. Please to one of them. Please. Anything. As long as you did something! He couldn’t keep this up anymore! He was at his limit, chest heaving, sweat dripping, cock throbbing hard. 

You tilted your head. “Which one, love? Use your words.”

“Ungh!” Toge bursts into more tears. You both knew he couldn’t use his words! He couldn’t! Why were you so mean? “Mmph, haa!”

“You act like you don’t like it when I’m mean,” you said, grinning, pressing your legs together at the sight of him crying as he jerked pathetically at his cock. As much as you wanted him, this was still wonderful. “Okay. Stand up. Come here.”

Stand up? Toge didn’t know if he could! But he does it anyway. With shaky trembling legs, he managed to rip his hand away from his aching cock long enough to stumble over to you. So close. Searching eyes and a tap on the back of your hand. Could he touch you?

“No,” you said and he whined. “Why? I thought you were content without me? You certainly seemed so when I came in and found you masturbating.”

He’s sorry! He’ll behave! Please! Whimpers and whines. Toge was so frustrated. He was a frustrated mess who needed you and only you. He couldn’t do anything. He couldn’t cum. He had been jerking off but it hadn’t been enough. He needed your touch, he needed your eyes on him to be able to cum, he needed you. He wouldn’t be able to cum by himself. You had made sure of it, intoxicating him. 

“Have you no shame, Toge?” you asked, taking a finger and rubbing the slit of his cock. Toge practically keens—he’s so sensitive! It’s been an hour! He’s been touching his cock for an hour or more, but it’s your touch. He’s so sensitive, so aware of your touch. Toge hunched over, knees giving out, and feverishly searched for something to hold on, clutching onto your arms to stable himself. Tears were dripping down his face, drool, sweat. His throat was dry from all the crying, nose red, and you didn’t even look like you'd give in.

“Hng, agh,” Toge groaned. His fingertips pressed into your arm, not hard enough to hurt, but enough to tell you he was desperate. That he wouldn’t last long. He swore that if you were to start fucking him now, he’d honestly cum the moment you put him in. 

“Are you going to fall?” You asked, tone soft. Toge whimpered. You brushed a tear from his face and stood up with a smile. “Okay. You can hold onto me if you’re scared you’ll fall.”

“Ngh,” Toge whined as his arms circled around you. He placed his head into the crook of your neck, nuzzling in, whimpering and whining. His cock is left alone so to remind you, he rubbed it against you, just a little, and that was enough to make him gasp. His hand wasn’t the same as you. He couldn’t cum from his own hand but he bet he’d cum from rubbing anywhere on you. 

“Use your words, love,” you reminded him and Toge’s toes curled in frustration as he groaned into your neck, sobbing. 

He couldn’t take it anymore!

Toge grabbed your hand and guided it to his cock so you could feel how messy you’ve made him. You smirked and nudged your head against his with a hum. “Oh, I see. Why didn’t you tell me sooner, Toge? How was I supposed to know?”

“Aah!” Toge cried out as you began to pump him up and down. His hips bucked and his arms tightened around you, hiccuping and gasping for breath. Oh, fuck. Ohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuck! Close! He was so close already! He was close!

You listened to Toge moan and cry, shuddering against your body. Music to your ears. Toge had the loveliest voice, especially when he was moaning like this. With his head so close to you, you could hear all the little sounds he made, every time he exhaled or took in a sharp breath. He rutted against your hand, wetting your shoulder, but you were perfectly happy with it. 

“Do you want to cum, darling? Do you think you deserve to cum?” you asked, twisting your wrist and making Toge sob. 

He sniffled. It was in situations like these that he was glad he couldn’t answer. He wanted to cum so badly but whether or not he deserved it was a different matter. All he could do was hold onto you and try not to be washed away with your scent, your touch, all the pleasure you were giving and depriving him of. 

Toge tapped you twice. Close. You thought about it and decided to speed up your hand. Toge gasped loudly, throwing his head back, eyes wide. You watched as he came undone by your hands, trembling, cum shooting out of his cock. It splattered onto your clothes and his stomach, thick and hot, all over your hand. Toge wobbled and his legs gave out. Surprised, you caught him before he hit the ground. You gently placed him down and he sat there, dazed.

“Hnn?” He looked up at you, blinking blurrily, completely fucked out. You giggled and bent down, taking him by the chin and forcing his mouth open. Toge’s tongue lolled out, the circle catching your attention. You pressed your thumb on top of it and Toge’s tongue wrapped around your digit. 

“How do you feel?” you asked. 

“Mmph.” Toge closed his eyes blissfully, sucking and licking your thumb as if it was a lollipop. 

“How lewd,” you commented and he moaned. You removed your thumb. “Are you going to be a good boy for me from now on?”

“Uh-huh.” Toge opened his eyes, watching you through slits, sleepy, exhausted. 

You pressed a kiss to his mouth, unable to resist. Your tongues clashed, but you pulled away all too soon, leaving Toge to follow after you, hands coming out to hold on to you as if he was afraid you’d leave him. He had a confused expression on his face but groaned when you traced his lips. 

“Liar,” you said and he made a noise of protest. “How can I believe you when you can’t even use your words, darling?”

Toge whined.

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tHE FIC WAS GREAT TYSM☺💃🏽💖💖😩😩

-C☆

Thanks! I’m glad you seem to have enjoyed it! ❤️

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Pet Games

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Anime: Attack on Titan

Pairing: Erwin Smith x Reader x Levi Ackerman

Word Count: 1400+ words.

Summary: The game is this: if Levi can resist cumming while you and Erwin fuck, he won’t get edged. Problem is—this was not a game he could win.

Warnings: Corruption, collar and leash, vaginal fingering, handjob, vaginal penetration. 

Note: This was my first request. Hopefully you enjoy it!

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There’s nothing prettier than Erwin kneeling beneath you with a collar on and a leash. His hair is a mess from the usual polished and combed, and those eyes of his were practically begging you. It’s usually after rough expeditions that he needs you to help him relax, to feel taken care of, to forget, to only let pleasure fill his thoughts. You were happy to oblige, and what with the new customised collar you got, who were you to deny him?

“Do you like it?” You traced your fingers across the collar, the leash wrapped up in your other hand. 

Erwin nodded, sitting between your legs and looking up at you. You casually sat on the edge of the bed, observing the way he pressed his cheek to your thigh. “Yes, miss.”

You hummed in content. “And what does it mean to you, pet?” 

“That I’m yours, miss,” Erwin said quietly, shivering. He was right. The collar had your name on it, simple and elegant. The design itself was nothing special—a black collar with your name in white and a little bell. But that was fine, and it was even better when that was the only thing Erwin was wearing. 

You tugged on the leash and pulled him up. Your lips met, soft but rough. He pressed up close to you, as close as he can, bulky arms on either side of you. One of your hands trailed down his chest, slowly, painfully so. You only reach his stomach when it brushes against his cock, fully erect and dripping precum. Why? Because Levi was watching.

He sat in the armchair next to the window, naked save for his white dress shirt, hands fidgeting. It was a game. If Levi could watch you and Erwin fuck without doing anything else, you’d let him fuck you next. He couldn’t touch himself but he could come up close and touch you two. If he came or touched himself without permission, well, it’s a whole week of edging. You three have done this before and Levi knows that whole week would be hellish. You and Erwin loved teasing. 

“Miss,” Erwin whined softly, noticing yours eyes on Levi. He nuzzled your neck and you placed a hand on the back of his head, scratching contently. “Please?”

“Please what, pet?” Your other hand was rubbing his stomach, brushing the head of his cock occasionally. Driving him insane. 

“Can I be inside you?”

“Already?” You raised an eyebrow and pulled his hair, tipping his head back so you could meet his eyes. He’s desperate. Erwin swallowed as you licked his throat, hearing Levi adjust in his seat. “Hm. Then…” You grabbed Erwin’s hand and guided it to your mouth, taking his fingers in and sucking. Erwin groaned quietly at the sight of you, thinking about his cock in your mouth instead. Not to say he didn’t like his fingers in your mouth either.

You released his fingers and scooched back up on the bed into a comfortable position, loosening your grip on the leash as you spread your legs. You were already wet but it’s good to be prepared. Erwin’s eyes lit up and he prowled towards you, knowing exactly what you wanted. You exhaled slowly as his finger entered you slowly, thumb rubbing your clit. 

“Fuck...you’re so hot and wet,” Erwin muttered. “I can’t...I need you now.”

“Patience, pet. Be a good boy for me,” you said, squeezing around his thick finger. He added another and you moaned. From his chair, Levi was hard. Completely. You and Erwin glanced over, studying how Levi’s cock pressed against the bottom of his shirt, staining it with precum. You grinned, a leg lifting up to take Erwin’s attention again.

“F-fuck,” Erwin stuttered as your leg and foot rubbed against his cock. “Miss—miss, please.”

You rolled your hips against Erwin’s fingers, humming as he stretched you out and entered another finger. There’s a soft slick sound as Erwin began to pump faster, causing your breath to get stuck in your throat. “Mmh. Levi?”

Levi perked up. “Y-yes?”

“Come here.”

He all but stumbled over as you took Erwin’s fingers out of you. You tugged on the leash and Erwin drew closer on all fours with one arm propping himself up over your body, the other in your grip. Levi stood next to you two, cock weeping. He watched expectantly and didn’t resist as you jerked your head towards him and dropped your hand from Erwin. Erwin got the message and shoved his fingers into Levi’s mouth, causing the latter to let out a pitiful whine as he tasted your juices. 

You occupied yourself by grabbing Erwin’s cock, startling a gasp out of him. You began to stroke and Erwin bucked his hips, groaning. The pleasure was already too much. He wanted to be inside you. His arm was shaking, trying to hold himself up. Eventually, he couldn’t take it anymore. He took his fingers out of Levi’s mouth to prop himself up, squeezing his eyes shut as you pumped him up and down. Levi, left to his own devices, whined, and you smirked. 

“Want me to blow you while Erwin fucks me?” You asked him. 

Erwin moaned as you twisted your wrist while Levi paused. He trembled at the thought and bit his lip. “I...can’t. If you...if you do that, I’ll cum.”

“That’s the point, isn’t it?” you teased, knowing he knew you knew if he came, it would be a temporary victory. He had to resist you and Erwin no matter how hard he got, no matter how much he wanted to put his cock in your mouth and fuck himself to climax. He had to resist. That was the point.  

“Miss,” Erwin rumbled as you rubbed his slit. “Please? Can I be inside you now? I want to be inside you. Let me be inside you. Please? Please, miss?”

“Well, since you’ve been such a good boy,” you said and nodded, stopping your ministrations. 

Erwin eagerly guided himself in, breathlessly chanting, “Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, miss, thank you—ngh! Hah! Fuck! Fuck! You—”

Erwin pressed his face to your neck, groaning as you sucked him in and clenched tightly. How was he even supposed to move? You were overwhelming, and your eyes on him made him tremble and whine. As if you were about to devour him and he would let you. A thousand times over. Levi watching was only a cherry on top. While Levi’s goal was to resist, Erwin’s goal was to break Levi’s resistance. 

“Miss,” Erwin breathed. “Can I go deeper?”

“Hm?” You were adjusting to his length, ready to take more. “Of course, pet.”

“Then, excuse me, miss,” Erwin said and grabbed your legs. He moved it over his shoulder and thrusted into you. You gasped, arching your back, head thrown back as he went in balls deep. Your hands held onto his arms, nails digging in, making Erwin groan in pleasure and pain. You grabbed onto the leash and pulled, yanking Erwin down to meet your lips. Tongues, saliva, heat. The slapping sounds of Erwin fucking you filled the room along with moans, breaths intertwining. 

“Hah, miss. Miss.” Erwin kept bottoming out in you, making your toes curl. You scratched along his arms, leaving red lines, rocking your hips with him. Erwin’s breaths were laboured, his blown wide with lust, unable to resist you. He doesn’t know what else to do with himself, losing all sense of identity. 

Levi’s eyes can’t take themselves off the two of you. He might just cum from this alone. He’s throbbing so much and he didn’t know where to put his hands. Your sly glance his way almost makes him lose strength in his legs.

“Haa, ungh, miss,” Erwin moaned. “You’re so fucking tight. I can’t—”

“What are you?” you grounded out, thrusting back in rhythm with him. “Tell me what you are. Who do you belong to, pet?”

“You!” Erwin cried, bucking his hips like a bitch in heat. “Yours! I’m yours, miss! Ngh. Yours.”

You smirked and pulled Erwin in from the collar, choking him a little. You pressed your lips hard against his, bruising, and his large hands on your waist tightened. God, it’s too much. He won’t last long. Not like this. 

“Miss?” Levi’s voice cracked. You and Erwin pulled away, looking over at Levi as he stood there, face flushed, eyes hungry. “Please...I can’t anymore. I’m so hard it hurts.”

Erwin grinned as you said, “Oh, we can’t have that, can we? Come here. Let me kiss it better.”

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[bigfemdomenergy]

can i request a sub erwin? :0 i rarely see fics of him as a sub😭 maybe add in a sub levi and some corruption??😳 (and maybe a collar leash- idk if that counts as pet play but u honestly dont have to) KJSKHFHSKL aLriGht- UhhH tHaTs iT- feel free to edit it k ur liking- bye-😳🏃🏽‍♀️😭

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👀 I got you. This will be up in a day or two. Thanks for the request!

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Who do u write for?

A bunch of characters from Jujutsu Kaisen, My Hero Academia, and Attack on Titan. 

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Your Levi fic was so well written!!😭😭💃🏽💖💖

are your requests open???🥴🏃🏽‍♀️

-C☆

Aw, thanks! Levi in a maid costume is *chef kisses*

Yes, requests are open. If you need more information about rules etc you can click here.

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Personal Maid

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Anime: Attack on Titan

Pairing: Levi Ackerman x Reader

Word Count: 1700+ words.

Summary: For someone who loves cleaning so much, Levi can get quite messy. 

Warnings: Dacryphilia, handjob, edging. 

Note: I have an assignment due today and two others on Monday yet here I am writing smut.

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Maid dress, stockings and garters. To top it off, of course, a maid costume isn’t finished without some cat ears. You thought Levi might’ve been a little embarrassed or shy wearing it, but he looked unbothered, almost smug, as if he knew he looked good in it. Well, obviously, he did, but unbothered was not what you wanted. 

“There’s something I’ve been meaning to ask, Captain,” you said, leaning back on the chair, legs propped up on the desk. You two were currently in his office, door locked, while Levi attempted to clean as you watched and fiddled with his paperwork. 

“What is it?” He side-eyed you, unable to comment on your desk etiquette. 

“Are you wearing any underwear?” you asked. 

Levi furrowed his brows. “What kind of question is that? Of course I’m wearing underwear.”

“Oh.” You played with your hair. “That’s disappointing. Can you change that?”

Levi stopped dusting and finally turned around to you, hesitant. You waited, not a hint of what you wanted on your face, except for the curl of a smile on the corner of your lips. He glanced to the side, the first dusting of pink appearing on his ears as he reached underneath the all-too-short maid dress he had on. 

Slowly, he pulled down his panties. They weren’t boxers. You knew what you gave him, and he knew it too. The black lace slipped past his legs and he stepped out of it, picking it up. You smirked as he held it, standing there, lost, unsure what to do with it and what you wanted. 

“You can leave it on the desk,” you said. He frowned but strode forward, carefully folding it as he placed it in front of you. Levi turned to leave when you let out a, “Oh! Is it okay if I checked? Can you come over here for a second? I mean, you might be tricking me and you could have like, a secret second underwear down there.”

Levi narrowed his eyes. “Why would I? That’s stupid.”

“I know, I know. So come here and let me check for a sec.”

He sighed, coming over and grumbling, “I don’t like these games.”

“Oh?” You lifted up the hem of his dress and the smile on your face widened. He was already semi-hard, and frankly, you hadn’t done anything but watch him clean and ask him to take off his underwear. “This says otherwise.”

“Shit,” Levi hissed as you traced a finger up the underside of his cock. “Just fuck me already, damn it.” At your unimpressed stare, he added, “Please.”

“Please what?”

His cock throbbed and he snapped, “Please, mistress.”

You tsked, dropping the hem of his dress. “You always have such an attitude at the beginning, don’t you? I don’t know why, because we always end up in the same spots. You clinging to me, crying, while we fuck.”

Levi didn’t say anything but you visibly saw him swallow. Swinging your legs off the desk, you stood up and grabbed his hand, pulling him into the seat. Moving, you climbed on top of him, straddling, and gently lifted his face with your hand. Levi’s eyes were wavering, trying their best to focus on you, but as you placed a palm on his chest, you could hear his heart hammering. Nothing yet but he was already so excited. 

You pressed your lips to his and he welcomed it, pushing back into the kiss. It was slow and sensual, mouths sliding, tongues pressing, sucking. Levi groaned as you bit his lip, nibbling, and below, he attempted to grind against you. You hummed. Parting, you licked away the string of saliva connecting you two, taking in his blushing red face and opened mouth as if he wasn’t done kissing you. As if he wanted to continue, or as if he didn’t know what to do with his mouth anymore. 

“Can I touch you?” he whispered.

“Yes, darling.” You leaned back in and his eyes slipped close as his hands began to wander. They gripped your thighs, running up, as you smiled down at him with his mouth opened, eyes closed, waiting for you. When you didn’t do anything, he slowed down and opened his eyes, frowning. “What’s wrong?” you asked, lips close enough to kiss, but barely. 

When he spoke, your lips brushed. “Why...aren’t you kissing me? Kiss me, please?” You waited. A frustrated expression passed his face and he said, “Please?”

You humoured him with a kiss but did nothing more, much to Levi’s scowl. His tongue poked out, begging for entrance as his hands slid up your shirt. With a smirk, you reached down and traced the head of his cock, startling a gasp out of him. Levi hadn’t meant to pull his head back from the kiss and leaned back in, but you turned your cheek, earning another scowl. Ever since you learnt Levi loved kissing, it had been a delight to tease him with it. 

You reached over to the drawer and pulled out the bottle of lube. Levi watched you hungrily as you lathered it on your hand and turned back around to him. His eyes went from your hand to your face, lips pressed together. “Kiss,” he all but demanded. 

Smiling, you brought your lips closed to his and stopped. He snarled and lurched forward, but you backed away. He cursed, glaring at you. 

“What’s wrong?” you asked innocently as your hands began to jerk him off slowly. Levi’s glare crumbled and he groaned, head falling back on the chair with a thump, still handsy as he found your breasts, squeezing them. You grinned as Levi’s hips jerked when you twisted your wrist, admiring how beautiful he looked, cat ears slipping. He turned his face into his shoulder, muffling the moans you wanted to hear. Oh? If he couldn’t kiss you, you couldn’t hear him? 

Fine. Fair enough. You could work with this. You latched onto his exposed neck, speeding up your hand movement. 

“Nngh!” Levi moaned in surprise at the sudden attack. Your hand smoothly glided over the tip, fingers slipping around the underside. Slow, too slow. You were going to slow. Levi writhed and squirmed under you, pants escaping his mouth, brows pinching together. He was completely hard and throbbing, mind growing hazy as he thrusted into your light grip. Precum leaking. “Mmmh, more. Please.”

“Oh? My pretty little maid is so greedy despite forgetting his manners,” you teased, leaning in and nosing his neck. “And that attitude! What am I supposed to do with you?”

“Just fuck me—hahh.” Levi whined as you licked a strip up his neck to his ear, nipping it. Your hand had stopped slicking up his cock, instead, your fingers rubbed and swirled at his tip, causing Levi to whimper. 

“Come on, love,” you whispered into his ear, voice sultry and seductive, so much, he couldn't help but twitch and thrust, threatening to throw you off. “Show me you know how to behave. Hm? Don’t you want to be good for me? If you do your job properly, I’ll pay you for your services properly.”

Levi huffed. “I—fuck!”

You pinched his tip, just hard enough for him to cry out. He didn’t know whether he wanted to chase after your touch or retreat away from it. Levi’s mind was a mess, caught up in your scent, your touch, your words, your voice. He was hard as rock and he didn’t know what he wanted except one thing. All he wanted was you. You. You. You. Everything was you. 

Capturing his lips in yours, you sucked and bit, devouring him. Levi didn’t know what to do but surrender to you. Whimpers and whines spilled out of his mouth, gasping, hands tightening around your waist, nails digging in. He’s rocking into your touch. Anything. Anything, please. He needed to cum so badly. “Ngh, mmph. Cum. I wanna—”

You pulled back and began to jerk him off earnestly. Levi moaned, gasping and tossing, mouth open with drool leaking out. He didn’t know what to do. Where to put his hand. What to look at. What to say. The slick sounds of your hands on his cock was making him lose his mind, and with you looking from above, a smirk on your lips?

“I’m close!” Levi whined. “Close, close. I’m gonna cum. Gonna cum!”

You watched, waiting as you roughly twisted and teased, Levi stuttering and heaving. Then you stopped, just as he was about to cum, you clamped down tightly, forcing a dry orgasm out of him. Levi practically keened, clutching onto you for dear life, floundering and confused. His cock was twitching and red as you let go. He held onto you, head on your shoulder, gasping. 

You pushed him back so he was looking at you and fixed the cat ears, not a lick of sympathy on your face. Levi was close to tears, drool dripping from the corner of his mouth, face flushed. He managed to gasp out, “Why? Why’d you stop?”

“You know why,” you said, taking his cock back in your hand and earning a sharp inhale. “Bad maids get punished.” And you were stroking him again and all he could do was cry and hold onto you. You set a fast pace, bringing him closer to orgasm in minutes. Levi couldn’t focus on anything but the pleasure and the pain, the sound of you jerking him off, the feel of you pressed up against him. 

“Close,” he moaned like a whore. “Please, please, I wanna cum. Please, let me cum. Ahh, ah, please! Mistress!”

There it was. A hand came up and flicked his nipple through his maid costume and Levi arched his back, groaning. He was going to cum. He was going to cum all over the costume and all over your hand and fuckfuckfuckfuck. 

��Cum—Noooo!”

You halted his orgasm again, hand gripping the base of his cock. Tears leaked out of Levi’s eyes as he turned his head from side to side, sobbing. His breaths were laboured and he couldn’t think, couldn’t talk. His cock was so hard it hurt and he couldn’t even fucking cum! You were so cruel!

“But—but I said...I said mistress,” Levi cried. 

“You did,” you acknowledged. “Too bad your mistress is cruel.”

And you took his cock back in your hand again and Levi knew by the end of this, he wouldn’t even be able to function. He’d lose all sense of control and there was nothing he would love more.

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omg i’m honored to be your first ask! you have no idea how nervous i get when i do these things. anyway, just wanted to say hi and thanks for responding!! 💕💕

It’s no problem. I love interacting! And I completely get the idea of feeling nervous but I promise I’m really nice haha ❤️

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2 questions, so first how many works have you written so far? and second, do you only post your writings on here or do you use other platform?

love you and your writing btw! 🤍

An ask! You won’t believe how much serotonin I just received so thanks for being the first ask.

Hm. I’ve just written two works so far and only post my writing on here. I used to have other works on Ao3 but I deleted that account.

Thank you! Love you too and I’m glad you love my writing. Thank you for the support. Feel free to assign yourself an anon name/emoji.

-Veri

#veri speaks #ask #guys i just really want to interact with you all and make friends

[bigfemdomenergy]

Suit and Tie

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Anime: My Hero Academia

Pairing: Dabi x Reader

Word Count: 1800+ words.

Summary: You’re a hero, he’s a villain, and you’re dating in secret. You two spot each other at a villain event where you’re undercover, and things get steamy.

Warnings: Grinding, vaginal penetration, riding, choking.

Note: Dabi likes getting choked. Change my mind.

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Was it a top-secret mission no one was supposed to know about? Yes. Were you meant to be taking it seriously? Absolutely. However, sometimes things don’t go as planned and sometimes, you’re hornier than you thought you were, and sometimes, just sometimes, your boyfriend could be more provoking than you could ever imagine.

You stood next to Twice and Himiko as they chatted. Villains were everywhere, mixing and mingling, but the one you were searching for, according to Himiko, had more important business. Hopes and spirits crushed? Sure, but you could work with that. If Dabi arrived, he’d only be a distraction.

“What’s taking him so long?” Himiko complained, referring to Tomura.

You took a sip from your glass of wine. “Maybe he’s applying some lip balm. We all know he needs it.”

The two snickered at your comments. Speaking of the devil, the lights dimmed, and, on the stage, he appeared. Everyone quieted and turned to Tomura when a hand slid up your lower back to your waist. You leaned into the body sidling up beside you.

“Thought you weren’t coming,” you said quietly.

Dabi glanced down at you. “...that was before I heard you were. Lonely without me?”

He looked good. Dabi adorned the appropriate clothes for an event like this—suit, tie, vest, and a coat hanging on his shoulders. You were expecting a hint of red, but it was black and gray down to his shoes. It didn’t matter. He was more dressed up than when you usually saw him, and you couldn’t help but lick your lips.

“What?” he asked, eyes on the stage though he pulled you closer to him.

You wanted to ruin him. The thought of stripping him of his so clean and well-refined look, unbuttoning his perfectly ironed shirt, watching him grow hard through his tailored pants...well, you always knew you were a horny sinner, but this was taking it to a whole new level.

You glanced over to the stage, having heard nothing, and weighed your options. On one hand, you could fuck Dabi, on the other hand, you could drag yourself through the event and write a report afterwards.

You were not an idiot. 

“So, you’re only here for me?” you asked, smirking.

Eyes on you. “Well, I thought you’d be bored.”

“Correct.” You turned into him, running a hand up his chest as you tiptoed and placed your lips to his ear. “Won’t you entertain me, darling?”

With that, you slipped out of his grip and made your way through the crowd, not once looking back, sure you had him wrapped around your finger. The event was held in an underground location underneath an abandoned building. There were several hallways branching around with dozens of rooms, and your footsteps echoed as you headed for the best one. You had scouted the area first for a different reason, and to think you’d use that effort for this.

Footsteps followed yours and when you turned the corner, you glanced over to see Dabi strolling nonchalantly after you. The two of you played this small game of chase for a few minutes until you found the room and slipped in. Nothing grand. Several chairs, couches, and tables.

You placed your glass of wine down on the table, sitting on top and waiting. Dabi came in a few seconds later, eyes hungry. He closed the door and you heard it click as he locked it. With one hand, Dabi loosened his tie as he strode over like a predator about to pounce on prey. You both knew if anyone were the predator here though, it would be you. 

“I’m wondering if you only see me to fuck,” he grumbled, arms coming up on either side of the table to cage you. His tie was loose, hanging around his neck. “I haven’t seen you in weeks. You could have told me you’d be here.”

You smiled, wrapping your arms around his neck, batting your eyelashes as you took his tie. “You know it’s hard to get away from hero duties. I also can’t help it that every time I see you, I want to fuck you. What? Do you want to kiss a little and cuddle before I leave again?”

“Can’t we do both?” He bumped his head against yours affectionately. 

“Hm.” You picked up your glass of wine and tipped the rest of it back, aware you two might knock it over. Dabi grunted and pressed his lips to yours, surprising you. His tongue came out, pushing between your lips, and wine slipped from your mouth. 

He pulled away, slyly licking his lips. “The wine’s not bad. A little sweet.”

“I know.” You wiped your chin. “I have good taste. We probably have an hour or two. Clothes off, love.”

“Yes, ma’am.” 

He removed the coat and tossed the vest, hands fumbling to unbuckle his belt as if he couldn’t do it fast enough. You pulled him onto the table, and he scooched up to get comfortable while you straddled him. “Hands.” He held them out and you tied them with his tie before putting them over his head. “They stay there.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“You’re so good for me, darling,” you praised and watched him shudder as you unbuttoned his shirt. Popping one open slowly, down to the next, ravenous. Your mouth was on him again, teeth clashing, and he grinded up against you, groaning. Breaths, small gasps and moans, and the rustle of clothing. Your hands were all over his chest and he was trying his best to keep his above his head. 

“Ma’am, please,” Dabi gasped, grinding harder against you to no avail. He was too hard for simple kissing and biting, and when your tongue flicked out against a new mark you made on his skin, Dabi hissed. “Ma’am.”

“What is it, love?” You sat back up, tracing the staples on his skin and making him tremble under your touch. Four love bites should be enough for now.

“I can’t—” he choked back a moan as you pinched his nipple. “I want you, I want you, I want you. Please, ma’am. I need to feel you.”

“But you are?” You grinded against him again, a little annoyed you couldn’t feel much with your dress. With a huff, you lifted it up, glad it was short enough for it not to go everywhere. Dabi whined at the sight of you, aware of how wet your panties were. 

“Please.” He squirmed, breathing heavily. “Please. I want to be inside you. I want to feel you around me. Please, ma’am. Please. Pleasepleasepleaseplease.”

You smirked. “Well, since you’re begging so well and you’ve been such a good boy, how can I deny you?”

“Thank you, thank you, ma’am,” he rushed breathlessly, eyes wide and blown open to see you as you slid his pants down and took his cock out. It was oozing with precum, hard and pink, and a simple touch of your hand had him gasping and writhing, head tossing and turning as gibberish spilled out of his mouth. 

“Eyes on us, my love,” you whispered as you slid your panties to the side. Dabi zeroed in on your actions, chest heaving up and down, hands in fists on top of his head. He couldn’t take it anymore. He needed to be inside you or else he was going to burn the whole place down. 

You guided his head to your slit, rubbing on it, not yet in. Dabi whimpered and whined. “Please, please, ma’am. Fuck me, please! I just want—ohh, fuck! Fuck! Shit!”

You moaned, sliding down on him, clenching as he filled you up. Dabi gasped and groaned, squirming so much he was rubbing inside you, hot and throbbing. 

“Tight. You...can I—can I touch you?” Dabi asked desperately, hands fidgeting with the knot of the tie. 

“No.” You rolled your hips and he groaned, arching his back. At this point, both his shirt and pants were crumbled, and his hair was a dishevelled mess. Mission accomplished, but you weren’t done with him yet. “Don’t you want to be a good boy for me, sweetheart?”

“Nghh, hah, yes but...but I want to—”

You lifted yourself up and slammed back down on him. Dabi moaned so loud, you were a little wary if anyone could hear him from the party. Hopefully not. 

You kept bouncing on him, chasing your own pleasure, hands on his chest. Dabi met each of your thrust with his own, hips jerking forward. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the room. Dabi’s arms were shaking above his head as he kept groaning and whining, “Please, can I touch you? Can I touch you, ma’am? I want to touch you. Please? Please, ma’am. I need to touch you. Want to feel you.”

The tie around his wrists was sparking with flame and you wanted to reprimand him, but fuck, he was thrusting so far in you, you couldn’t even speak. Instead, one hand reached up and wrapped around his throat. Dabi’s eyes all but rolled into the back of his head as you squeezed lightly, making him gasp. Yet still, groans escaped his lips. 

“Close,” he wheezed. “I’m—ma’am. Cum. I’m gonna cum.”

Your movements grew more erratic, the two of you making the table groan and creak. He was hitting you in all the right spots, and you were about to cum yourself. 

“Ah, take it out,” Dabi choked, aware you two hadn’t brought a condom. You smiled and kept on going. “No, ma’am, ma’am! I’m close!”

“It’s fine,” you managed to ground out, squeezing tighter down on his throat. “Cum inside me, Dabi. I want you to fill me up. Cum for me.”

“Fuck, fuck! Cumming!” The tie around Dabi’s wrists went up in flames and his arms shot out, grabbing your waist and pulling you down against him. Hard. You gasped at the pleasure shooting up your spine, adding more pressure on Dabi’s neck. He kept gasping and spluttering, hips moving as fast as he could. Cum shot inside you, wet and hot, and you moaned, tossing your head back as you orgasmed. Dabi cursed, feeling you tighten around him, losing his mind.

Panting. The two of you thrusted slowly, riding it out, coming down from your high. Both your cum and his was dripping down your thighs, but your head was clearing enough to take in Dabi’s fucked out look. Sweat was dripping down his skin, a button on his shirt had somehow popped off, and his hair stuck to his face. He lay gasping beneath you, but his eyes were on you, roaming along your body.

“Ha.” You glared down at him, hand still around his throat but not squeezing. He loved its comforting presence.  “Looks like someone couldn’t follow orders.”

Dabi shivered. “I’m sorry, ma’am. I couldn’t—”

“No excuses.” You glanced over at the clock on the wall. “Plenty of time. Naughty boys who don’t listen get punished, right, love?”

Dabi swallowed a sob, knowing he was equally going to love and hate this. 

“Yes, ma’am.”

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[bigfemdomenergy]

Oh what the heck? I didn’t expect to be included in this since I started so recently! Haha, thank you so much! <3 I shall keep writing more content and hopefully you’ll love it!

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[bigfemdomenergy]

Needy

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Anime: Jujutsu Kaisen

Pairing: Satoru Gojo x Reader

Word Count: 1300+ words.

Summary: Where Satoru is very whiny and needy and just can’t keep his hands off of you.

Warnings: Groping, grinding, hair pulling, footjob, overstimulation.

Note: I have not written smut in like two years.

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It’s one of those days where you’re busy, and it’s one of those days where Satoru is definitely not busy. Actually, he has too much time on his hands, or in this case—too much you on his hands.

“Gojo,” you said sternly as you felt his hand sneak up your shirt for the fiftieth time today, and it wasn’t even lunch yet.

“Gojo?” he asked, and you could hear the pout. If you turned around, you’d definitely see it, sparkly eyes and all.

“Yes. Gojo,” you emphasised. You don’t call him Gojo, not since you two started dating. It was Satoru, Toru, or many of the pet names you’ve given him. Many which he adored. The only time you ever called him Gojo was when you had to be stern. When you were serious or angry.

He whined, burrowing his face into the crook of your neck as he tightened his grip on your body. You sat on his lap from his insistence, and continued to do your work, scribbling down notes. But oh boy, was Satoru continuously getting handsy. First it started with holding your hand and playing with your fingers. Then rubbing your thigh. Groping your ass. Sliding his thumbs across your waist. Each time, a stern snap of his name to discourage him from touching you any further seemed to produce the exact opposite result.

So if it’s attention he wants, then you weren’t giving it to him. You’ve told him your paperwork was due this evening. He could at least leave you for another hour, but no, Satoru was being a brat. Suppose you’ve spoiled him a little too much, but how could you not? He flashes a smile at you and suddenly, all you want to do is give him all the love. Damn. Was this what they called whipped?

Satoru hesitantly brought his hand up your shirt again but you didn’t react. He pinched his brows together, squinting at your face which gave no indication you noticed. A little more courageous, he grabbed your breast and squeezed gently. Nothing. Okay. That’s suspicious. 

“Darling?” He placed his chin on your shoulder, staring up at you while he kneaded your breast. “Honey?”

No answer. 

Oh. Okay. He gets it now. “Sweetheart? My love? The light of my life? The very reason for my existence? Are you ignoring me, perhaps?”

Fuck, the man was distracting, but you were a woman of patience and great virtue. You could handle this. Easy. 

Satoru smirked. He could play this game too, sure he would win. You always cracked and though that meant he was punished, well, the whole point was to be punished, right? He wasn’t doing this for a reward. Not at all. 

His soft breath tickled your neck as he got bolder, fingers pinching your nipple. You twitched but continued concentrating on your work, which, quite honestly, wasn’t happening. His lips were on your neck and his other hand was travelling to your crotch. He pressed you as close to him as possible and you all but forgot how to hold a pen. 

“Aren’t I turning you on?” Satoru asked quietly, a smugness to his tone which was stripped away with a groan as he grinded against your ass. “Hm? Aren’t you going to punish me for touching you without permission...mistress?”

Oh, fuck. The son of a bitch. He knew exactly what he was doing. Calling you mistress was a sure fire way to get you into the mood, switching something on in you that only came out in the bedroom. 

He was outright grinding on you now, grunting, his bulge pressed up against you. His finger traced your crotched, other hand moving to give your other breast attention. You clenched your teeth, finger tapping on your pen. A brat. An absolute brat. 

“Mistress,” Satoru whined. “Don’t you want to touch me back? Ruin me? I want you to. I want you. Please?”

You snapped. 

Grinding back on him and eliciting a sharper groan, you turned your head around to glare. “Why do you have to be so disobedient, Toru?”

He grinned. “Don’t make me spell it out. I love being punished by you, mistress.”

You huffed and grabbed his hands, removing them from you. Standing up, you turned around to see a lost and needy expression paint Satoru’s face. Were you wet? Absolutely. The sight of him on the chair, a bulge in his pants, looking up at you desperately was all that was needed to have you clenching around nothing.

“Since my little brat is so needy for punishment—” you reached out and grabbed his hair, tugging it back to reveal his neck. He moaned. “—shouldn’t the punishment be not to punish you?”

“Mistress!” He pouted. 

“Hands on the side of the chair and keep it there,” you snapped and his arms came up to rest on them. You placed your foot on the edge of the chair, pushing it back so you had more room. Releasing your grip on his hair, you sat on top of the desk and stared down at him while he shivered from your look alone. 

“Miss—oh, fuck me!” Satoru threw his head back as you pressed your foot against his bulge. “Miss—miss, please!”

“Hm?” You had an elbow on your knee, foot unmoving. “Oh, I’m just thinking that if you so desperately want me to touch you, I won’t give you that. You’ve been naughty, love.”

“Ngh,” Satoru moaned, grinding onto your foot, seeking any sort of friction. “Ah. Hah. Mistress, please. I want you to—to touch me.”

“I am, aren’t I? You can grind against my foot like the pretty little whore you are. You can even cum if you want. Don’t you think I’m being quite nice and merciful for someone so disobedient?” You pressed down a little harder, careful not to hurt him, and Satoru moaned pitifully, his hips jerking and growing faster. 

“Touch you,” Satoru gasped. “I want to touch you too. Please, mistress? Please?” His hands were twitching on the armchair, clenching into fists and unclenching as if he didn’t know what to do with them. 

“So demanding for someone being punished,” you tsked, tilting your head to the side. “Do you think you can do anything because of your pretty face?”

“...ha, yes? I—oh shit!”

You had grabbed onto his hair again, pulling his face closer to you as you leaned down. His hips got more erratic, the chair squeaking underneath his movements. Tongue sticking out, his swirling eyes looked up at you, grunts and moans slipping from his mouth like a symphony.

“Ah, ah, I’m going to cum,” Satoru whimpered. “Please, can I come? Can I come, mistress?”

“Yes, darling. I don’t go back on my words.” You sneered down at him, a gleam in your eyes. “Go ahead. You can cum.”

“Thank you,” he gasped, rutting against your foot so hard, you had to push back to maintain a semblance of keeping steady. “Thank you, thank you, thank you.”

You watched as his hips grew jerky and slow as he panted, breath fanning your knee. Your hand scratched his head and he closed his eyes, leaning into you and whimpering softly. You stared down at the wet stain in his pants with a smirk and then asked, “Why did you stop?”

“Ngh! Ah! Fuck!” Satoru sobbed out as you rubbed your foot against his cock, sensitive from cumming. “Wait, wait, it’s—it’s sensitive! Miss, miss, please! Wait!”

“I thought you wanted to cum, darling? I thought you were so needy and desperate for me, you were willing to cum while grinding on my ass?” You continued to tease his cock, running your foot up and down, watching it rise again. “You’re going to fuck my foot and cum like the naughty boy you are until I say you can stop. Understand?”

“Gah! Shit! Yes, mistress!”

#dom reader #jujutsu kaisen smut #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #sub gojo #sub satoru #gojo satoru x reader #gojo x reader #sub jjk #gojo satoru smut #gojo satoru #dom!reader

[bigfemdomenergy]

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Basics:

♔ LISTEN: I ONLY WRITE FEMDOM AND NSFW SO IF YOU DON’T LIKE MY BLOG JUST LEAVE, IT’S FREE ♔

♡ All my characters are aged up 

♡ You can send in requests here but if I don’t want to write it, I won’t

♡ I do not tolerate hate, rudeness, disrespect, bullying etc. Bascially DNI if you’re a horrible person

♡ Minors DNI

♡ I will put warnings and tags before the post so you can decide if you want to read it or not

♡ I’m in uni so posts will either be slow or short, but I believe in quality

♡ Please send thirsts so we can thirst together thanks

♡ Any burning questions, just ask

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Rules:

♔ Here’s what I do write:

   ♡ BDSM

   ♡ Animalistic parts but not ‘pet play’

   ♡ Somnophilia (with consent)

   ♡ Dacryphilia

   ♡ Role reversal

   ♡ Corruption

   ♡ A/B/O (my take on it)

   ♡ Yandere (my take on it)

   ♡ Threesomes and polyamory

♔ Here’s what I don’t write:

   ♡ The very obvious dark content like r*pe, non-con, abuse, incest, cheating, ped*philia, snuff, raceplay etc.

   ♡ Male reader or sub reader

   ♡ DDLG, MMLB, daddy or mummy kink, age play

   ♡ Water sports or any other body liquid like spitting etc.

   ♡ Pegging or anything anal (gasp, I know)

   ♡ Exhibitionism or public sex

★ If you’re unsure of what I don’t write, just ask. I promise I won’t bite unless you want me to ★

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Who I write for:

  ♔ Jujutsu Kaisen (Satoru Gojo, Yuji Itadori, Megumi Fushiguro, Kento Nanami, Sukuna, Toge Inkmaki, Kasimi Miwa, Mai Zenin)

  ♔ My Hero Academia (Shoto Todoroki, Tamaki Amajiki, Yo Shindo, Yu Takeyama, Rumi Usagiyama, Dabi, Himiko Toga, Kai Chisaki, Keigo Takami)

  ♔ Attack on Titan (Mikasa Ackerman, Levi Ackerman, Pieck, Historia Reiss, Eren Jaeger, Armin Arlet)

Note: I am willing to write for some other characters not listed here.

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Masterlist:

♔ Jujutsu Kaisen

  ♡ Needy (Satoru Gojo x reader)

  ♡ Use your words (Toge Inumaki x reader)

♔ My Hero Academia

   ♡ Suit and Tie (Dabi x reader)

♔ Attack on Titan

   ♡ Personal Maid (Levi Ackerman x reader)

   ♡ Pet games (Erwin Smith x reader x Levi Ackerman)

   ♡ [Currently in the works (Levi Ackerman x reader)]

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About me:

♡ My name is Reverie but you can call me Veri

♡ She/Her pronouns

♡ Turning 19 in May

♡ Bisexual/Pansexual

♡ Sun: Gemini | Rising: Capricorn | Moon: Aquarius

♡ INTJ

♡ A really horny and kinky bastard

♡ Open to making friends so feel free to send in asks or dms as long as they’re not rude and you don’t have any other ill intentions

♡ Really love to get to know you all

♡ Feel free to send me anime, music, manhwa suggestions

♡ If you’re curious about the femdom world, or need advice for anything like mental health, though I’m not an expert, I do make a good therapist so send in asks or dms. However, don’t rely on me or expect me or demand me to help you perfectly and cure whatever that is plaguing you. 

#veri speaks #about me #masterlist #rules #dom reader #smut