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satans-knitwear · 1 year
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You encounter me in the enchanted woodland and i foretell ur untimely demise. But u aren't listening 🙄
Treat me ~ Tip me
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milkywaydrabbles · 6 months
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28 kinktober rindou <3 <3 <3 also LOVE YOUR WRITING SM OMG
A/N: So it turns out I like Rindou a normal amount and am completely normal about him. Here's 2.2k of smut phew. I hope you enjoy this lil thing! MWUAH
Panties & Lingerie x Rindou
You never really asked for much.
Rindou noticed this early on into the relationship. 
He was so used to girls always asking for the finest clothes, jewelry, straight up money--he stopped dating for a while, tired of them simply using him for materialistic desires. Anyone he did see, was short lived, a few fucks here and there. He knew it wouldn’t last too long. His brother would pat his back, telling him to loosen up--that giving girls what they wanted wasn’t a bad thing, they’d be more loyal to him. But his way of thinking was different than the rest of Bonten. Sure, he used to just want to fuck around, kick somebody’s ass, taunt others. But as he grew older, he realized he wanted someone. A person who really wanted to be with him, and not because he had power and money. The dating scene really was exhausting.
But then he met you. 
And you smiled at him so genuinely, so shyly, so sweetly. Rindou nearly fell for you right then and there. He found himself wanting to buy you anything you asked for: except the problem was you didn’t ask for anything. Even on your first date, you were so sure in your decision to split the bill, something he thought was just you talking shit, trying to deceive him. Until you actually did split the bill with him and a smile plastered on your face. Shit. He didn’t want you paying for shit after that. Any time he took you out, the card would be in the wait staff’s hand before you even ordered, the bill never coming out to the table. You’d get so huffy, telling him to ‘stop fucking doing that’, and that you could ‘pay for stuff too, I want to Rin!’. 
He wasn’t going to let you, but it was cute attempt. 
So imagine his surprise, that after months of dating, and months of begging you just to take his fucking card, that one day you actually did take it. He blinked, surprised when you plucked the black card from his hands, looking around embarrassed. You promised him you wouldn’t go overboard, but you just had some things you wanted to buy, a nice surprise you said. His shocked look slowly morphed into a cheshire grin, gripping your jaw and planting a wet kiss on your lips. 
“Max the whole fucking thing out baby.”
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Rindou’s day was long, and he was ready to finally go back home to his baby. (Thuggin’ it out was hard, you know.) When he walked through the doors of his condo, he immediately called out to you. “Baby, I’m home.” 
“In here, Rin!” 
It didn’t take long for him to make his way to his room, loosening the tie he had worn for the day and removing his blazer, ready to dump it on the bed. “You have no idea how fucking annoying they were today, babe, it was--” Rindou immediately shut his mouth, catching you on the bed in the nicest piece of lingerie he thinks he’s ever seen in his life. You sat yourself so pretty on the edge of the bed, makeup and hair done up, just for him, leg crossed over the other. “Hi baby.” You cooed, giving him a sultry smile.
The surprise you had been talking about was doing a bit of shopping at a famous lingerie boutique. You think you knew Rindou well enough to know what kind of pieces would get him going--you were spot on. You were covered in black straps and harnesses, mesh pieces with dragon appliques embroidered in the see through fabric. God, you were gorgeous, the woman of his wildest fucking dreams come true. 
Rindou stalked over to you, dropping the blazer haphazardly on the ground. Your hand pulled at his skewed tie, down until he landed on his knees, having to look just just slightly now that he was on his knees. “What’s all this?” He mumbled, hands traveling from your thighs to your hips to your waist, and trailing back down. “I decided to take you up on your offer and use your card--do you like it?” You teasing little shit, biting onto your lower lip to hide your smirk. You knew he loved it, more than anything. You knew exactly what got him going, and something like this had him rock down the second he saw you. He nodded, barely paying attention when he looked down at your chest, trailing his hands up to cup your tits, thumbs running over your nipples through the mesh, fingers dipping under the harnesses and tugging just light enough to feel the material. You uncrossed your legs, opening them wide so he can take a look at the crotchless panties that had you exposed fully to him. You were driving him insane.
“Fuck, baby...” He let out a shaky breath, hands squeezing at your inner thighs, creeping closer to your cunt, thumbing your lips apart to see your pretty little whole. You scooted closer to the edge, tugging at his tie again to raise him closer to your face. Wordlessly, your other hand grabbed onto his jaw tight, palm resting on his throat. Rindou was enamored with you, loving how you could take control and not going overboard. He fucking loved how quickly you would give him the reigns too, if he wanted them. His mouth opened, knowing what would come next--your tongue lolling out with a glob of saliva dripping from the tip, landing in his mouth. You licked at the roof of his mouth before kissing him fully, His dick twitched in his pants, squeezed at your inner thigh, before two fingers slid between your wet folds, teasing. Your legs spread open a bit more, letting go of his tie and looking at him expectantly. You didn’t need to ask a thing of this man, Rindou immediately dipping his head to between your thighs, kissing and suckling at your skin leaving love bites in their wake. “You’re fucking driving me insane, pretty..” He moaned feeling your hand grip at his hair, tugging at the roots. “Fuck, look at you..” He looked up at your body one last time, taking in the full lingerie set and how sexy you looked at him, perfectly put together while he was a mess on his knees for you. 
“Did you miss me today, Rindou?” You teased, smirking when his fingers dug deeper into your skin. “‘Course I did, beautiful, fuck.” He kept your thighs open as he dove deep into your cunt, pressing his face as deep as you’d let him. He moaned, the taste of your juicy pussy hitting his buds drove him crazy. He gripped onto the harnesses around your thighs as he ate you like a starving man, tongue fucking into you, licking and sucking at your clit. He left you messy, practically slobbering on you, cunt wet with your juices and his spit. You bucked into his face, head thrown back as you panted, tugging his hair until it hurt--he didn’t care, all he could feel was how hard his cock was and how fucking good you tasted. You looked down at him with your eyes hazy and lips parted, still looking so perfect above him. He took the chance of tracing his hands up to your tits, squeezing and pinching, which only spurred you on more. You humped at his face, riding his tongue as he flicked your swollen clit, but you needed more.
“Rin, baby,” you stared, the domineering mask crackled the closer you got to your orgasm. “Fuck, use your fingers baby, please.” He moaned against your cunt, leaving a wet kiss on your clit before slipping two fingers into your sloppy hole with ease. “Look at your fucking pussy just sucking in my fingers, so messy.” He panted, curling his fingers up and fucking you hard. Your wetness squirted around his hand, covering his fingers in a creamy white while he assaulted your cunt. You cried out, slowly your mascara ran down your cheeks. You pulled harshly at his hair to bring him up to your face, kissing him with all tongue and teeth--moaning into his mouth as he continued to pummel you with his fingers. You rode his fingers, legs shaking and pushing open “F-fuck!” You gasped into his mouth, “Just like that, Rinnie, fuck, just like that.” Your mouth hung open, forehead against his and eyes scrunched closed. You couldn’t help but moan like a wanton whore, as he kissed around your face and kept fucking into you. “Give it to me, baby, fucking give it to me.” He urged, hearing your cries and whimpers as you came on his hand, gushing on him and leaving his hand soaked. You let go of his hair as he slowed down, fingers slipping out of your warmth only to shove them into your mouth, looking at you with dilated eyes as you gagged around his digits. He mirrored your earlier actions, standing up hover over you, forcing you to look up at him with pleading eyes. A hand grabbed at your jaw, much like you did with him, and pried your mouth open as he spat right down your throat. Your eyes fluttered, clawing at his pants when he leaned down to give you a kiss. 
Suddenly he tugged at the choker you had been wearing, dragging you onto your hands and knees on the bed and unbuckling his pants with one hand. “Come on baby, want you choking on my cock.” His voice held authority, and you helped him the rest of the way, cock fat and heavy in your hands. You wasted no time, taking him into your mouth nearly all the way until you were gagging and sputtering around his dick, spit bubbles along the side of your mouth. He collected your hair in his hand like a makeshift ponytail, controlling your speed and how deep you took him. “Fuck! Mouth is so fucking good, baby, love you like this.” He wiped a stray tear from your eye, smudging your makeup a bit more in the process. He grinned wicked, loving the way you lost yourself on his cock, how messy you looked--perfect makeup now a fucking mess as you choked on him. His eyes raked over your body, still wearing the perfect lingerie and harness set, seeing the edges of the leather where it met your skin digging in, rubbing it raw and red. How fucking sexy it would be after taking it off, the combination of its friction and his hands and mouth leaving bruises on your body.
He fucked your face with vigor, your hands clawing at his still clothed stomach, trying your best to keep your breathing even. But all he could hear were your gurgles with each thrust into your throat, slipping out just to see the strings of drool connecting you to him, bubbling in your mouth. You pursed your lips, rubbing them along the length of his cock, tip landing between your eyes and keeping you absolutely messy. Rindou almost came on your face right then and there with how good you looked. He grabbed the back of your harness and threw you down onto the mattress, smacking down hard on your ass to hear how you cried out with the mix of pleasure and pain. “Can’t believe you got a set with crotchless panties..” He panted, rubbing himself against your lips, leaving you waiting. “My pretty slutty little baby wanted easy access didn’t you? Wanted me to be able to fuck you right away, right?” You whined, nodding and pushing back on his cock, hoping his head would catch your clenching hole and slip in.
Rindou laughed breathlessly, hands running up and down your sides, slapping your ass a few times before grabbing hold of the straps that wrapped around your ass and pulling you back, plunging his thick cock right into you, leaving his flush with your ass. “Rindou!” You practically screamed, one hand ripping the choker and holding your head down to the mattress while the other never let go of the straps. 
“Gotta fuck you good, pretty girl,” He started, pounding relentlessly into your pussy, your cum frothy with the force of his thrusts, coating him “Gotta show--fuck--my appreciation of this set--shit, pussy’s so good” Rindou was lost in pleasure, pulling you back to meet his thrusts, balls slapping against your clit with each thrust. You gripped at the sheets, clawing at anything you could get your hands on while your eyes rolled to the back of your head with how good he was making you feel. 
Your slutty hole tightened around him, sure sign that you were going to cum again. He released his grip on your choker to pull you back full force onto his cock by the straps, tip of his dick pushing against your cervix. The pain mixed with pleasure brought you over the edge, crying and screaming while you squirted on his lower body, trying with all your might to close your legs but he wouldn’t let you. “Come on, you can take this big cock can’t you baby?” He taunted, though it was weakened with how close he was now. “Fuck, gonna cum baby, gonna cover this pretty set, gonna make you mine.” He babbled, pulling out at the last minute and shooting his heavy load onto your ass and back, covered the mesh material and straps. You collapsed onto the bed, feeling him loosen up the harness enough to slip it off you and wiping you lean, wrapping his arms around your body.
“Baby.” He nuzzled into you
“Hmm..” You smooched his forehead.
“I need you to start using my card more often.” Ugh
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forlorn-crows · 9 months
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Mountain getting fucked in pretty lingerie, but only waist down :) Garter belt and stockings, flower pattern lace. His chest decorated with hickeys. Him blushing like the freshly blooming flowerbuds in his garden. Sweat glistening on him like morning dew getting hit by the sun. Just letting you think about that :)
yeah i'm thinking about it. in tandem with @media-nocte's tidbit about "tall stockings, real silk, Mountain WOULD NOT wear polyester nylon. Are they stay ups or maybe he needs a garter? The choice is yours" and @riverghoulsworld's ask for "Mountain getting princessed the way he does for everyone else".
morning dew, you say?
“Should get you under me more often if it gets you to look like this.” Warm hands drift over the silk stockings adorning Mountain’s long legs, fingertips playing with the lacy trim at the top hem. The stockings, reaching all the way up to his mid thighs, are held up by a garter belt slung low on his hips. It’s adorned with leafy embroidery, bright magenta appliques that frame his groin in little triangles of lace. The socks are the same purple, a perfect hue to bring out the olive undertones in his freckled skin. The matching set brings an air of grace to the earth ghoul’s otherwise gangly limbs, softening their edges and making him look almost delicate beneath Dew. 
The fire ghoul hooks a nail under the garters, snapping the ribbon gently. 
“You know I wouldn’t say no, if you asked,” the earth ghoul rumbles. He rubs one of his calves against Dew’s thigh, caressing, indulging in the satisfying, yet grounding feeling. Dew snaps the elastic at the top of the stocking too, just for good measure. It makes Mountain’s breath hitch, re-ignites that nervous flutter in his belly, all too intoxicating. 
“Hm. You’re blushing,” Dew comments, smoothing his hand under the opposite leg and grabbing at the meat of Mountain’s thigh. Shifting him gently. His flush darkens at being called out, the saturation almost matching that of the bright magenta silk, or that of the dozens of marks that litter his chest where Dew sucked, kissed, and bit. 
“Cute.” It’s a warm compliment rather than a tease. "This is a good color on you, you know." Dew skims his hand further up the underside of Mountain's thigh, nearing closer to his ass. The other hand abandons the hem of the stocking to travel up the line of the garter strap, migrating towards the belt and hovering just to the right of Mountain's ruddy cock. It kicks at the proximity of Dew's hand, a little bead of precum welling up from the slit. He bites his lip, watches it drip out. 
"Fuck, please fire lilly," Mountain gasps.
"Ask me?" Dew says in a quiet voice. His fingertips trail closer to where he really wants it, dancing along the appliques just above his dick. "I like when you ask," he says with a small smile.
"Hah—will you—" He takes a shaky breath. "—will you fuck me, please?" Mountain looks up at him, a twinkle in those begging puppy dog eyes.
Dew presses a kiss to his bent knee and eases it over his shoulder. "Absolutely." He runs the flat of his palm down Mountain's cock, making a pleased noise when it throbs under his hand. But he keeps going, tucking under the opposite leg and hiking that one over the corresponding shoulder. He sinks down onto his belly, eyeing the earth ghoul with a coy smile all the way down. Dew licks his lips, tantalizing and slow. 
"Yeah," Mountain breathes, craning onto his elbows to watch Dew close the gap between his mouth and his hole. "Yeah, your mouth—please, oh." His head thumps back onto the mattress, sentence dissolving into a soft feminine moan as Dew licks across his rim. His tongue is hot, just like every part of him, smoothing over his hole with a wet warmth unique only to Dew. He wastes no time, dipping the tip inside, carving space for himself. The earth ghoul keens, curling his stocking-clad toes against Dew's ribs.
The fire ghoul huffs a laugh against him. "Watch the feet. Tickles."
“Sorry,” the word breaks into a whine when that hot tongue dips back inside, swirling and prodding. He continues to wring little noises out of him—sounds just as small as Dew manages to make the big earth ghoul feel. Delicate. Soft. 
Mountain’s wringing his hands into the sheets in less than three minutes, smushing his cheek into the pillow while his slack mouth threatens to let loose a line of drool. His thighs start to shake when Dew really goes for it, pressing his nose into his taint and pressing his tongue in as far as it’ll go. Mountain can feel the curl of a smile in his lips when he hums against him on purpose, just to make him throb. 
Dew pulls back, giving his hole one last tease before giving the side of his thigh a smack. “Alright, ass up, princess.”
Mountain barks out a laugh at the demand. “Okay, sir.” 
Dew shimmies out from between his legs so the earth ghoul can flip onto his stomach. Mountain slowly lifts his hips into the air, peeking over his shoulder and wiggling his ass at the fire ghoul. With his thighs pressing neatly together, his ass and legs make the vaguest heart shape. Dew can’t resist the silhouette, grabbing his hips and yanking them further into the air with a playful growl. 
Mountain gasps, head dropping back down to the bed and tail lifting to grant Dew better access. 
“Fuck, Mount,” he groans. He traces around the still spit-slick hole with one finger. “Even better from this angle.” He presses inside, just up to the first knuckle. Watches the way the ring of muscle constricts around him, beckons him further. 
Dew places a warm hand on his lower back while he works him open, heat radiating into his muscles and helping to relax him to the stretch of Dew’s fingers. It’s lazy, indulgent; there’s no rush to his ministrations, despite the slightly desperate way Mountain ends up fucking himself back onto the digits once he’s full of them, precum no doubt staining the fronts of his stockings. 
When they’re ready, Mountain lets Dew guide him to the right height, pressing his chest further into the mattress and lengthening out his legs. The fire ghoul runs his hands down the back of them appreciatively, tops of the thighs down to the backs of his heels. Mountain groans fully into the sheets, one heel twitching up as if to follow his hand.
Dew’s own cock kicks in his hand at the sound, wringing a twin groan from his throat. “Satanas, you're so gorgeous.” He jerks himself a little, pressing the tip against his hole. “So, so hot.”
“Please,” Mountain whines. “Come on, you’re right there, fire lily.”
Dew huffs a laugh. “I know, just—” He presses the head in, easing the rest of his length in with one slow, measured movement. They shudder in tandem when he bottoms out, sighing out held breaths. 
“Feel s’ good,” Mountain mumbles against the sheets. 
“Yeah,” Dew breathes. “Yeah, it really does.” He drapes himself over Moutain’s back, slipping his arms around his middle and pressing the side of his face into the flat space between his shoulders. He grinds a little, once, twice, delicious heat seeping into the earth ghoul’s very bones. 
“Hn,” Mountain keens. “Oh, Dew, fuck.” The flutter in his belly returns and mixes with the ache between his legs. 
Dew allows himself a full bodied moan into his skin. He twists his fingers into the waistband of the garter belt, tugging a little as he thrusts in earnest. “Shit,” he hisses. He pulls almost all the way out, thrusts back in. “Shit, that’s it.” 
“Please,” Mountain says in the smallest voice, thighs starting to shake again.
“I’ve got you, gonna make you feel as good as you look, Mount.”
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chvoswxtch · 2 months
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hi court! this is daisyxchains. i’ve actually never sent a proper request before so apologies if this is a mess, but when i saw your requests were open i couldn’t pass it up. you’re an amazing writer in all the ways—dialogue, description, prose, characterization, etc.
anyway i’m a raging homosexual, and i feel particularly starved of karen page smut. i would say follow your heart, because i’m not particularly picky, but if you want some more specific motivation i’m also the anon who sent something forever ago along the lines of “her dressing you up, putting a pretty toy in you, and making you sit and wait while she works at her desk”
i can just imagine reader being the Worst while karen’s trying to work—begging for attention, talking her ear off until karen gives in (well sort of gives in, she’s gonna make you work for it)
those are my feral thoughts if you wish to pursue them. either way, thank you for all the amazing content you continue to provide the community <3
you know, i'm something of a raging homosexual myself (I hope you read that in willem dafoe's voice)
I want you to know the reason I took so long to write this was bc I had to keep taking breaks to calm myself down bc you have no idea how badly I want to be brat tamed by karen page 🫠
I don't know if this is what you were looking for but I made the executive decision that it was what you needed so pls sit back, relax, and enjoy <3
warning: gay as hell, dom karen, use of toys, explicit sexual content (minors dni) word count: 1.7k
behave.
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The sound of a soft whimper cutting through the silent office made Karen’s bright blue eyes snap up from her computer screen and caused her taupe brows to pinch together. The second she caught sight of you, her previous confusion regarding the noise melted, and a wicked smirk tugged at the corner of her lips. You had managed to be so quiet for the past fifteen minutes that she had almost forgotten you were even there.
Leaning back in her chair, her tongue darted out to wet her lips, and she cocked her head to the side slightly while her eyes hungrily roamed over your vulnerable figure.
“You alright over there, pretty girl?”
Your eyes were screwed shut, and your top teeth had sunk so far down into your bottom lip it was a wonder you hadn’t broken the skin and drawn blood. A subtle nod of your head was all you could manage, but that wasn’t enough for Karen.
“Look at me when I speak to you.”
The harsh edge to her voice was laced with warning, and your eyes suddenly flew open. The instant obedience caused Karen’s lips to split into a wide tooth bearing grin. This was the most compliant, and quiet, that you had ever been.
“That’s better.”
Karen let out a soft sigh as her tongue glided along her top row of teeth, letting her attention focus solely on you for the first time all night. She had an important deadline to meet at the Bulletin, and she had to turn in her first draft to Ellison in the morning, but you had been acting like a needy brat the entire time she had been trying to work at home. Walking around the living room naked, kissing Karen’s neck while she was trying to write, even going as far as touching yourself on the other side of the couch while she was on the phone. You had been relentless, and Karen finally snapped.
She dragged you to her office at the Bulletin and forced you to sit in a chair in the corner, securing your wrists to the arms of the chair with leather cuffs and tying your ankles to the legs of the chair with two pairs of your own panties, keeping you spread wide open. She’d had you put on a lingerie top she had gotten you for Valentine’s Day that was blush pink, completely see through, and decorated with lace rose appliques. It was a size small on purpose, and she enjoyed the way your breasts were spilling out of the cups, and how she could see your hardened nipples peeking through the thin sheer fabric. 
Karen hadn’t allowed you to wear panties. She wanted to be able to see your pussy without anything in the way. There was a dainty silver chain around your neck, a diamond encrusted “K” initial settling between your collarbones; a visual reminder that you were hers. On your feet were sparkly silver platform pumps, secured with a strap around your ankles. They were the shoes you always wore when you really wanted Karen’s attention, and the closest thing you gave her to a warning about how bratty you intended to get that evening.
But Karen’s favorite part of the outfit she had picked for you was the toy that was currently nestled in your dripping wet cunt. The bottom half of the toy inside you was a little vibrating bullet and the top half was a red rose that suctioned on your clit. The speeds and intensity were controlled by a remote currently sitting on Karen’s desk.
The rules were simple. The more you acted out while Karen was trying to work, the harder she would punish you. You were to keep quiet and still, and if you could manage to do that while Karen finished her draft of her article, she would let you come. She had been edging you for the past hour and a half. It took you at least half an hour just to finally start playing by her rules. You had been begging and whining, bargaining and hurling empty threats, and at one point Karen had almost gagged you with your own panties. 
Right now the speed and intensity were set right in the middle. Not fast enough to make you cum, but not slow enough to make it easy for you to endure the delectable torment. Karen’s eyes were drawn to your soaked pussy. She could see you subtly grinding your hips upwards, the way your thighs trembled, how your wetness had leaked onto the seat beneath creating a tiny little puddle. You looked so…inviting.
When she looked at you, Karen noticed that your own eyes were wandering over her body with ravenous hunger. The deep v cut of her emerald green blouse showcased her cleavage, and there was even a tiny peek of the black lacy bra she wore that made you let out a soft whimper. Her dark blue jeans clung to her thighs like a second skin, and the way Karen sat with her legs spread slightly made you want to be on your knees between them, or on her lap riding her. You’d settle for anything you could get.
“I’m impressed, baby. You’re doing well. Being so good for me. Good girls get rewarded, don’t they?”
Nodding your head eagerly, you stared into Karen’s eyes, noticing their bright blue shade had darkened into almost a midnight blue. It sent a shiver down your spine. A dark chuckle left her lips as she suddenly stood up from her chair.
“You can talk, pretty girl. Tell me, do you think you deserve a reward?”
Your lips parted, but you weren’t sure how to answer. It felt like a trick question. The vibrations echoing inside your pussy and the faint suction stimulation on your clit was maddening. You couldn’t hardly form a coherent thought. You were so aroused, it was almost painful. For over an hour, Karen had been driving you towards the brink of an orgasm, just to rip you away from the tide at the last second. Your chest was rising and falling rapidly, your breaths quick and shallow, and your mind completely clouded with lust.
“Are you finished?”
The desperation saturating your shaky voice surprised the both of you, and Karen found it amusing. She took a few slow steps towards you, slipping her hands into her denim pockets while stopping just a few feet away from you. Just close enough for you to smell the spicy warmth of her familiar perfume.
“Not yet.”
A delicate whimper left your lips at her disappointing response, and you felt a pit of despair sinking in your lower belly. Karen arched one of her taupe brows at the noise you made, but waited to see how you would respond. Gritting your teeth, you gripped onto the arms of the chair, feeling your stomach muscles clenching tightly. You let out a shaky exhale, looking up at Karen with anguish shimmering in your eyes.
“Then no.”
Karen was surprised by your answer. You had always been a sassy, demanding little thing. But maybe you had learned how to behave after all. Glancing over her shoulder at her computer, Karen found herself at a crossroads. Her article was essentially complete, and the temptation to take you home and fuck you senseless was hard to resist. She was wet herself just from the sight of you, and she was curious to see how far she could take this new found obedience of yours. 
Turning her attention back to you, she took a few steps closer, staring at you as if you were a lamb headed straight for the slaughter.
“You need to come so badly, don’t you pretty girl?”
Reaching one of her hands out, she lightly caressed your cheek with her knuckles, and you let out a soft moan in response. It was intoxicating seeing how you reacted to the faintest of touches in this state.
“Yes.”
The sound of your voice was so desolate, so incredibly breathless and raw. It sounded like you were on the verge of tears.
“Oh, babygirl. You’re so pretty like this. Look at you, making such a mess. If I let you come, will you promise to keep behaving when we get home, and keep listening?”
“Yes…yes, God yes. Anything…I’ll do anything. Please Kar-”
“Shh shh shh, relax baby. I believe you.”
Karen pressed her index finger against your soft lips to shush you. Kneeling down in front of you, she slipped the drenched toy out of your cunt and pulled the rose away from your swollen clit, causing you to let out a sharp cry at the loss of stimulation. She didn’t bother untying you before diving in to devour your glistening pussy. 
A loud moan tore through your chest and echoed around the otherwise silent office. Karen easily slipped two of her fingers into your sopping cunt, fucking you relentlessly with them while alternating between sucking on your overly sensitive clit and flicking her tongue over it rapidly. After being edged for over an hour, Karen easily had you gushing on her tongue and fingers in a matter of minutes, and it was one of the most powerful orgasms you ever had. 
Your abdominal muscles contracted sharply while your thighs trembled violently, and despite your pleas for mercy, Karen wouldn’t stop. Her tongue collected every drop of what she had wrung from you, and she grinned against your pussy hearing your helpless whimpers of overstimulation. The high she felt from having this kind of power over you was more potent than anything she had ever felt. When she finally sat up on her knees and licked her lips, Karen wrapped her hand around your throat, and she leaned in to drag her tongue along your bottom lip, feeling the thrum of your heartbeat against her fingers.
“I hope you’re not tired, pretty girl. Because you and I are gonna have a lot of fun when we get home.”
tags: @ninejlovebot @firesunflamed @oscarisaacsleftknee @ameliaswife @kmc1989 @mentallyunstablebish
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dexlexia · 9 months
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ultra fiesta - gojo x reader
part of the monster (energy) series
pairing: satoru gojo x reader rating: 18+ summary: It was Saturday night and Gojo had  a throb deep inside of him since that afternoon. He was on the train and scrolling through social media until he came across one of your photos. You were all done up on a photoshoot to promote the spicy stream for that evening tags: smut, spicy stream, camgirl!reader, masturbation, sex toys, first meeting, pervert!gojo a/n: got a suggestion? send it my way!
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It was Saturday night and Gojo had  a throb deep inside of him since that afternoon. He was on the train and scrolling through social media until he came across one of your photos. You were all done up on a photoshoot to promote the spicy stream for that evening.  You were in a bustier like bra and small panties that were sky blue and covered in butterfly appliques. Your hair was done up and you were kneeling on the bed with the camera held high to get a full look at your partially nude form. The photo made Gojo swallow and quickly put his phone away in the hopes that no one saw anything, the last thing he wanted to be known as was a pervert that looked at porn on the train. 
But the photo did set a reminder in his head to fulfill his deep desires for you.  You weren't like most cam girls, you did everything in house. It felt more authentic, every curve that you showed off didn't felt overdone by surgery or filters. Gojo often thought about running his tongue on every mole on your back. He was sure he could map them out without even looking at them, he remembered where they all were.  But as Gojo watched the hours past until eight at night, he was bored. He knew he could masturbate to anything but it was special when he watched you perform. 
So Gojo kept busy and ignored the throb in his sweatpants as he tidied up his apartment. He even spent twice as long cooking dinner in an attempt to make the time go faster. But it felt like time was moving slower in an attempt to piss Gojo off. He even checked your social media in a slight hope that you'd be starting earlier, but instead he got an eyeful of you in another seductive outfit. 
It was two photos of similar looking lingerie, one was emerald green and the other was canary yellow. You were in front of what looked like a hotel bathroom, with your body on full display.  Gojo would be lying if his eyes were not transfixed on your breasts that were cupped nicely in the bras. The caption to the images was, "green or yellow?" with a poll in the next post underneath. 
Gojo clicked on 'yellow' in the poll then put his phone down on the table where he was eating. He adjusted his cock in his sweatpants in an attempt to not seem like a total pervert in his apartment. He was a sucker for you, every week he found himself donating money to you as you slowly peeled off the lingerie you started the stream in. He watched you get undressed and play with yourself until you made a mess of your surroundings.  God Gojo couldn't get enough, you were just divine. 
What Gojo would give to have a girl like you, he'd take such good care of you. If you wanted to continue your camwork, he was more than happy to help. He'd make sure that you were all dolled up, maybe he'd even take some photos for himself. But you were on the other side of the world,  there was no way you'd ever meet. So for now you were just a lovely fantasy. 
Thankfully eight o'clock came around and Gojo grabbed his laptop and got comfortable in bed. Soon enough your profile had a green dot next to it, which meant you were online. The white-haired man licked his lips as he lowered his sweatpants and took his cock out. He clicked your stream and you weren't in your lovely home studio, but rather a nice looking hotel room. 
You were in the yellow matching set with your hair up in a towel, you smiled when you got your camera to work, "Hello, peaches." You relaxed on your heels and looked at the camera.  You had a modest set up in the hotel room, but it'll do. It was a good angle to see all the action. Next to you was a massage wand, "As you can see, I'm not in my normal place. I decided to take a little vacation." You took the towel off your head and revealed your wet hair, "Nothing too fancy tonight, just a girl and her toy." 
You thanked the first couple of donations before you started to slowly pull off the yellow panties, showing off your lovely pussy, "For those wondering, I'm in Tokyo for the next few weeks so you better get familiar with this background." 
Gojo's hand stilled on his cock,  his eyes went wide for a moment. You were in Tokyo?  He looked closer at the background behind you, it wasn't the clearest. But he could make out that you were possibly in and around Shibuya City. Gojo swallowed, that wasn't too far from where he was. A soft moan left through his speakers which caught his attention back to you. He exhaled deeply and went back to stroking himself. With one hand he sent a donation and asked, "Where in Tokyo are you?" 
You giggled when your phone dinged, "Well there Mr. Blue Eyes, I don't want any stalkers so that'll be a secret. " Then blew a kiss at the camera. You continued playing with your breasts on camera, Gojo got a good look at them through the screen. He'd love to see them coated in cum. 
Gojo pulled his hand away from his throbbing cock and spat in his palm before he went back to stroking himself.  He took in the sight of your form, how you were rolling your hips in the air as you played with your breasts. They bounced slightly as you moved your body, in a rhythm of your own. One that Gojo was trying to match. 
  "Fuck, I can't take anymore." You pulled your hands away from your breasts and went to grab the wand, your eyes met the camera, "I know it's not much but a girl's gotta pack light." Then turned it on. It hummed alive as you brought it close to your pussy, massaging your clit as you tried your best not to get a noise complaint.  
  "Oh fuck yeah." Gojo said under his breath as he watched your body move. The toy placed on your clit which he knew was making you feel good. He wished he could get a taste of that sweet cunt, letting his fingers work their magic while he lapped at your clit like a starving man. But he could only work his own cock while he watched your sweet curves move as you pushed your cunt up against the vibrating toy. 
  "Wow, this feels good." You adjusted yourself so the camera could see the toy and your wet pussy much better, "Can you see that? Do you like that?" You panted, "I wish you were here, especially you Mr. Blue Eyes, wherever you are." You giggled, not thinking much of it. You rocked your hips as you grind your pussy up against the wand. 
Gojo almost blew his load right then and there as you mentioned him. You really were a tease, it excited him and made him stroke his length faster. He gripped at just the right tightness that he wasn't hurting himself but it still felt great. He imagined you riding him, your hair, curves and breasts bouncing as you tried to take his entire cock. 
You hung your mouth open slightly as you continued to pleasure yourself.  You loved the feeling, you had become quite good at pleasuring yourself in front of a camera, the ways to move your body so your adoring audience sent in those tips. The more dings that came from your camera, the harder you pressed the toy to your aching cunt. 
Your moans got lounder the rougher it got, "I wish... I wish I had a partner here to pleasure me too, I want a mouth on this pussy, and a big cock  too!" Your noises were erotic, you licked your lips at the sweet sounds of donations as you rolled your hips against the toy. 
Your soaked pussy caught the light of the room perfectly, the lovely fans all wanted a piece of your sweet cunt. Especially Satoru Gojo, who on the other side of the stream was panting through grit teeth. The experience was overwhelming, Gojo couldn't get off to much else anymore, he was whipped for you. A disgusting pervert who wanted nothing more than to devour your pussy till you were making the same sounds as you were on the stream. 
  "Shit."  You gasped eventually covering your mouth with your free hand as your eyes rolled a bit at the immense pleasure. The feeling was overwhelming on your end too, it wasn't often you used the massage wand as it was a surefire way to make you orgasm as quickly as possible.  Your breathing became heavy as you started to experience the sensation of being close to orgasm, you moaned, "Oh, I'm close, ah!" Your voice muffled by your hand, you really didn't want that noise complaint. 
Gojo was close too, he quickly stroked his cock. The pressure built up in his stomach as he stroked like a maniac, he had long forgotten the pace you were using and went with his own. He watched your body move but pictured you struggling to take his cock.  He could only imagine the look on your face when he pushed it all in. The thought raced through his mind as he groaned loudly and came all over his toned stomach. White streaked across his abdomen as he felt the high of pleasure.  His mind blanked out for a second, but was brought back to reality when he heard your high pitched moans. 
His eyes focused back on screen and saw your back arched and your body tensed as you orgasmed against the toy.  Soon you practically collapsed on the bed, the stand your phone was on shook as you got down on the mattress.  Your knees were bent that showed off your glistening cunt and the toy's head was covered in your wetness. Your chest rapidly rose and fell, a few more tips came in and you slowly came back to your senses. 
You eventually got on all fours when our breathing leveled out, "I hope that was good for you." You smiled into the camera, "I think that's all I can do for tonight. But I'll have another stream soon." You pushed hair out of your eyes and waved to the camera, "Goodnight from Tokyo." And blew a kiss before you turned off the stream.
Gojo was left alone in his bedroom, his screen was blank as the stream ended. It took a few moments for the white-haired man to collect his thoughts before he grabbed tissues from the nightstand and started to clean off the sticky mess he made. All while he did it, he thought of your gorgeous body and what he'd do to have you. 
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You had done a few streams over the last couple of weeks, and you admitted to your audience that it was the last week you'd be in Tokyo before you went back home. Gojo was loving the content, you even showed off the cute outfits you bought on your trip so far. The white-haired man wanted to rip off every last piece of clothing you showed off.
Gojo didn't bother to try and find you, he was sure that would only lead to more issues. But as he went about his day, he often pictured running into you. But Tokyo was huge so he didn't hold out much hope. But a Sunday left him in Shibuya, mostly looking to get some cash out at the local ATM. His hands in his pockets as he strolled through the city, whistling to himself. 
He noticed a 7/11 across the street, the idea of an afternoon snack compelled him and he crossed the street at the next green light. But just as he was entering the store, you were leaving which resulted in the two of you bumping into one another. Gojo didn't notice at first until he looked down a little and saw your beautiful eyes staring back at him.
  "I'm sorry!" You said in your best Japanese.
Gojo smiled and patted your shoulder, he surprised every fanboy emotion as he responded, "Don't worry about it. Why don't I get you another drink?" Maybe dreams do come true after all. 
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ileaveclawmarks · 1 year
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lingerie that you buy online with the mesh and appliques and little thong and straps and heart print and impractical bralette to me is a huge turnoff and not worth it. i know already how uncomfortable it is and it reminds me of hetero porn, degrading, too hinged on mass consumption, ultimately lacking eroticism. buy it from shein just to wear it once in nudes and once for sex - really? manufactured and shallow. if anything just a cute pair of panties and a little tank top should suffice, at the most a silk or satin number that evokes sensuality, your dyke lover will be as thrilled by that as she would be by its neutered, sexless counterpart, the shein lingerie. probably more so due to the authenticity and spontaneity, it already smells like you, its easy to take off, its original, and it doesnt seem as forced or planned. and if you really want to outdo yourself - the ideal is a black pair of cotton boxers with a heavy waistband. top optional. done.
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deepinifhell · 2 months
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Hi! 18 and 19 from the nsfw ask for Neveah?
OC NSFW Asks
18. Their favorite actions during sex—chin-grabbing, hair-pulling, wrists being pinned, etc.
She doesn't like being obviously restrained in the sense of like handcuffs or pinned wrists, but she is into hand holding, hands on her hips, and other more subtle restraints. She also likes when they're forehead to forehand, or cupping Morgan's cheek. Also, Morgan, look at her when she's being cute for you.
19. When they “dress-up” for sex, what’s their go-to outfit? Lingerie, suit, gown, etc.?
She now has a lingerie section on her Pinterest board because of this ask. In general were she with a partner who cared about that, it tends to be a more feminine style of lingerie in light-medium colors. Crotchless panties are a hard no, though.
Think like those lacy body suits, or the babydoll tops where you can untie the bow in the front. Sheer fabrics, strategic use of ruffles or bows or appliques, usually more than a bra and panties but no longer than mid-thigh.
Morgan doesn't really appreciate the dress up aspect much though, so tbh most of Neveah's sexy outfits are just those little satin nighties that are like mini dress length. Comfortable enough to actually be able to sleep and if she had to leave suddenly because the warehouse was on fire she would not violate public indecency laws, but also shorter than she would like to be traipsing about the warehouse in.
(Neveah doesn't actually think about it this hard, she's just like 'I like this one', but these are the patterns and vibes she gravitates towards)
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chic-a-gigot · 10 months
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La Mode nationale, no. 21, 29 mai 1897, Paris. No. 27. — Toilette de promenade. No. 28. — Toilette de jeune femme. No. 29. — Toilette fantaisie. No. 30. — Toilette de promenade. Bibliothèque nationale de France
No. 27. — Toilette de promenade en lainage souple gris ardoise façon tailleur. Corsage-veste à petites basques, croisé et boutonné sur le côté; large baudrier en galon blanc en bretelles sur les épaules, col rabattu, chemise de lingerie. Jupe ouverte sur le côté avec bordure blanche. Chapeau petit Louis XVI en paille gris  ardoise, orné devant par un nœud alsacien, entouré par un éventail de linon rose, cache-peigne de fleurs.
No. 27. — Ensemble in supple slate gray woolen suit-style. Bodice-jacket with small skirts, crossed and buttoned on the side; wide harness in white braid in straps on the shoulders, turn-down collar, lingerie chemisette. Open side skirt with white trim. Small Louis XVI hat in slate gray straw, adorned in front with an Alsatian knot, surrounded by a fan of pink linon, flower comb cover.
Métrage: 8m,50 lainage en120 de large.
No. 28. — Toilette de jeune femme. Figaro composé de velours et de volants de dentelle, ouvert sur une chemisette de mousseline de soie plissée, col montant et ruche; manches renflées dans le haut, jupe plate plissée derrière. Chapeau canotier en paille grise, jarretière de velours vert, chou de ruban sur le côté.
No. 28. — Young woman's ensemble. Figaro made of velvet and lace flounces, open on a pleated silk muslin shirt, high collar and ruche; puffy sleeves at the top, flat pleated skirt behind. Boater hat in gray straw, green velvet garter, ribbon cabbage on the side.
Métrage: 7 mètres lainage grande largeur.
No. 29. — Toilette fantaisie. Corsage rond en broderies appliques avec rond de velours vert formant collet; manches à petits bouillonnés au-dessus de l'épaule; jupe de mousseline de soie noire plissée soleil. Chapeau rond en paille de riz blanche, couronne de grosses roses, groupe d'ailes en aigrette sur le côté.
No. 29. — Fancy ensemble. Round bodice in applique embroidery with circle of green velvet forming collar; sleeves with little bubbles above the shoulder; black pleated silk chiffon skirt. Round hat in white rice straw, crown of large roses, group of wings in aigrette on the side.
No. 30. — Toilette de promenade. Grande redingote en drap gris argent, ajustée à la taille par une agrafe sur une grande chemisette de surah plissé soleil de l'encolure au bas de la jupe, manches renflées du haut; petits velours noirs à la taille et au bas la jupe. Chapeau rond en paille noire à fond écossais mou et grandes plumes droites en aigrette sur le côté.
No. 30. — Walking ensemble. Large frock coat in silver gray cloth, fitted at the waist with a clasp over a large sun-pleated surah shirt from the neckline to the bottom of the skirt, puffy sleeves from the top; small black velvets at the waist and at the bottom of the skirt. Round black straw hat with a soft tartan background and large straight aigrette feathers on the side.
Métrage: 6 mètres lainage 120, 6 mètres surah.
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The Fairy Dress from the 1930s at Indiana University
This charming dress made of layers of silk netting made me think of a slender young woman dressed as a fairy. It is part of the Elizabeth Sage Historic Costume Collection and shared with me by the Director/Curator Kelly Richardson. While the bouquet at the center is what catches the eye, I want to blog today about the garment cut and construction which I found instructive.
The silhouette of this dress was long and slender, but shaped. Which dates it to the the mid-1930s when women’s waistline reappeared after disappearing in the 1920s. Also, during the 1920s, both day and evening wear where the same length, around the knee or above if you were daring. By the 1930s, day dresses’ hems dropped down to mid-calf and floor-length evening wear came back in fashion. This long dress has a sweeping swirl of net by the time it reaches the floor.
A netting dress needs a slip, of course, and you can see pinkish one that went with it, and was clearly meant to enhance and lighten the color impression made by the dress. Look closer and you will see that the straps of the slip were made of a different fabric, more of a dark cream color which was supposed to disappear against the flesh of the wearer. This would have added to the lightness of the impression made by the dress and is a forgotten detail worth remembering. Little lingerie straps with tiny snaps can just be seen at the top of the photo of the two garments. Also notice that netting was simply cut, not hemmed, as you can see in the close up. This also added to the impression of lightness.
In order to get into a dress that was fitted at the waistline, they added a snap placket, a much lighter choice than even today’s plastic zipper. Zippers on clothing were a much touted innovation of the 1930s, but they were made of metal and could not hang nearly as well as the snap placket. A hook and eye were placed at the actual waistline to take the greatest tension. Then the belt of ribbons came from just under the bust line and around the back.
 I will feature the bouquet applique tomorrow.
To learn more about the this collection, which is at the Eskenazi School of Art, Architecture + Design, go here: https://eskenazi.indiana.edu/exhibitions/sage-collection/index.html
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havinghorns · 1 year
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How did you start making these elaborate lingerie pieces (if you feel like explaining, if not, no worries)? I don't see these kinds of materials used for lingerie much, but they seem to suit the cuts really well.
I don't mind explaining but I also don't really know quite how to answer...thematically it probably came from me getting into wrestling, and starting to make applique singlets and sportswear, which eventually got more complex and risque until I was essentially making lingerie. I moved into less spandex and more corsetry construction because, well, I love to learn a new thing.
Materialwise, I mean, I use what I have around if it's unusual lol. My lingerie pieces are usually stashbusters/low cost breaks in between pricier cosplay project. I'll also say they are definitely made for photo shoots only, and would not be comfortable for daily wear, so I can use something that really isn't strictly appropriate.
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michi-tala · 2 years
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Lingerie shopping with Shota? 💓
Let's Take a Peek
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⚠️Warnings: Agoraphilia, Katoptronophilia, coitus in changing room Insinuated. 🚫Minors Do Not Interact!🚫
Double trouble with great reward. Only two words(the second at end of this) to know is Agoraphilia: fetish dedicated to sex in public places.
•Shota has decided it's time to take you lingerie shopping and while there shopping, to indulge in Agoraphilia.
•This is news to you and it hadn't crossed your mind even if he had told you. What if you get caught?
•Aizawa knows you will be resistant to the idea and just plain embarrassed. So it's an upscale sex store that has an extensive lingerie section.
•It is only going to harness lingerie on his pervy mind. He tells you to enter a changing room and he will hand what he finds. Unknown to you he knows the shop owner and has set it up for a private viewing.
•His hand reaches over the short changing room door. After becoming overwhelmed and sending screenshots, a final pass of lingerie comes over the door and then taps to the door.
"Let me in Babe.."Shota softly says at the door.
You hissed out as you undo the lock," Sho you shouldn't be in here!"
"Just keep your voice down and it will be fine,"he reassures you. "Does anything catch your eyes?"
"Yeah," you huff. "You know how much better the lingerie would be than me. The roses harness bra and panties for me. Then I thought the harness would fit you…"
Shota licks his chapped lips as calloused hands grasp your waist. "You look fucking delicious standing in front of all those mirrors. The distinct metal clang of his belt buckle being undone as Sho presses up to your body.
"Watch me fuck you in the mirror Babe…"
He gets two for the price of one…Katoptronophilia (People enjoy have sex in front of mirrors.)
@alucardownsmyass @hunnie880 @amikartest
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satans-knitwear · 1 year
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How romantic ✨
Treat (lingerie wishlist) me (amazon wishlist) ~ Tip (pypl) me (cshpp)
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milkywaydrabbles · 7 months
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Are you still writing about kinktober? I wanted the 28th with Alucard, please, and if you can't order it anymore, sorry!
A/N: Hi anon I hope you enjoy this! I got distracted halfway through and nearly forgot the prompt and just started writing smut whoops lol but I hope you like the lil drabble mwuah!
CW: handjob, pet names, cum, pussyjob (kind of?), subby Alucard idk what to tell you.
Panties/Lingerie x Alucard
It was a long day. It was a long, unforgiving day. Alucard had been all over the village, practically at the beck and call of the people. All for rather silly instances, but he helped nonetheless. He felt as if he needed to repay a debt his father had with humanity. But today? Was a long fucking day. And to top it all off there was a (very minor!) night creature attack. It was easy enough to deal with, but what he wasn’t anticipating was being covered in monster guts as he walked through the doors of his castle. He groaned, trying his best to get all the extra gunk off before treading through the corridors. 
“Adrian? Are you home?” Ah, his saving grace. You popped your head out of the bedroom with a look of concern plastered on your face. “Oh honey, what happened?” Alucard sighed, furrowing his brows and shaking his head. “I promise, you don’t want to know.” You gave him a sympathetic smile before taking a (clean?) hand and leading him to the bathroom. “Come on, come take a bath and I’ll give you a nice relaxing massage when you’re done, how does that sound?” He could have melted at the thought. “It sounds heavenly, darling. Thank you.” He placed a chaste kiss on your cheek before scurrying into the bathroom the scrub his skin raw. You on the other hand, had a few different ideas in mind before he got out.
After a much needed extensive bath, Alucard finally felt at peace in being in his own skin. After wringing out his hair and wrapping a towel around his hips, he returned back to the room ready to be able to relax with his love. “Darling, if you’re too tired you don’t--oh.” You stopped him dead in his tracks with what you were wearing. There you were in all your glory, wearing one of his favorite lingerie sets--a wine red teddy, with a lace snake applique and mesh covering your chest. You wore the matching panties, a rather small and useless g-string that barely covered your front let alone your back. You looked at him so innocent, sitting back on your knees with candles lit and oil on the nightstand, as if you dressed in such attire was normal. “Come lay down, love.” You patted the bed scooting back as he walked over to you in a daze. “What’s all this?” He gestured to you, smirk plastered on his face. You shrugged. “You look like you had a stressful day, I want to give you a massage. Is that so bad?” 
Oh, you tricky little minx. 
Alucard chuckled and let you have your fun, laying down on his stomach to give you access. “Thank you, sweetheart. You don’t have to do this.” The implication was deeper than the massage, but you pushed forward. “Oh hush, just enjoy this.” you applied a fragrant eucalyptus essential oil to your hands to warm it up before working at his shoulders and neck. You rubbed and dug into his muscles, loosening up any of the knots you could feel. Alucard practically moaned under your touch, melting into the bed more and more with each knot released. “Feel good?” you giggled when he nodded, working down lower towards his back. Knuckles dug into the muscle, working through the stress until he was more pliable underneath you. You leaned down and kissed the back of his neck as you continued to work at his back. You went at it for a solid twenty minutes before you tapped on his back and asked him to turn around. “Come on, gotta work at your chest too.” was your excuse, and continued to play your little game. Alucard turned with a smile and you went to straddle him. “Helps with leverage” You’d say, throwing him a cheeky little smile and warmed up more oil in your hands before working the same way on his shoulders and down his chest. 
You really were just massaging him, innocent, like you said you would. So imagine his surprise when you leaned and started kissing on his neck and nipping, hands trailing down to his groin. His eyes shot open (when did he close them?) and made an indignant sound from his throat. “Shh, honey, let me take care of you. You did so much today.” You cooed, shimmying down and unwrapping the towel he still had on--the only thing he had on. Alucard’s breathing hitched as oiled hands grabbed onto his now half hard cock, pumping him fully. His hands hovered over your hips, unsure if he should even stop--even if just to admire you. “Darling..” He whispered, hips thrusting into your hand when you gripped him a bit firmer. You leaned back, slowly and deliberately jerking his cock, the lingerie set on fully display now. 
“God, you know how much I love when you wear that set.” He groaned out, eyes fluttering as he watched you through his lashes. The way your tits looked in the sheer cups drove him wild. They looked so delicious, leaving nothing to the imagination and yet it was a beautiful surprise. He especially loved the detailing on the snakes, trailing up your body making you look like the goddess he always envisioned you to be. The panties were just wide enough to cover your pussy, however just as sheer--and now darkened with a wet patch of your arousal. He wanted to lick and suck your cunt of your juices. But the way you looked like an ethereal being, pumping his dick and your eyes half lidded stopped him in his tracks. You took your time, fingers smearing his precum over the shaft, free hand cupping his balls. Adrian shut his eyes tight, stifling back a groan and trying his damndest to stop himself from shooting a load so quick. But the vision of you in that lingerie set was burned into his retinas, and not even closing his eyes would help him when you still looked just as good in his memory. “F-Fuck, sweetheart, I won’t last if you keep going.” His hands tightened on the sheets of the bed, fucking himself up into your hand. “You don’t have to, Adrian. I want you to cum for me, please honey.” Your words sounded so sickeningly sweet, like molasses dripping from your tongue. You opened your mouth and let a glob of your saliva drip down to the tip of his reddened cock, trailing his shaft and giving you more lube to slicken up his cock. Your hand increased in speed, flicking your wrist for better motion.
Adrian’s mouth hung open, trying with all his might to keep his eyes on you. It felt so undeniably good, he was lost in the pleasure of it all. You took the look in his eyes as being distracted, and suddenly your clothed pussy was pressed against his dick, and Adrian felt all the heat radiating from that tight little cunt that he knew to be his and his alone. “Fuck.” Was all he could say before shooting thick ropes of cum onto the red teddy, cum reaching as high as covering your tits, spilling over your stomach and dripping onto your pussy. His cock twitched in your hand as you milked him dry, smearing the cum on his head directly onto the sheer panties, sight of it having him shooting one last spurt into the fabric. His head hit the pillow, trying to catch his breath. Alucard took one last peak at you, rubbing his cum into the fabric and scooping up a particularly large glob right onto your tongue and swallowing. The sight of it was getting him hard again.
“I’ll take good care of you, honey.” You promised, before pulling the panties off to the side and rubbing your cunt right on his hardening cock. You weren’t done with him, and if he were being honest with himself, the way you were looking in that set he wasn’t going to be done with you for a few more hours.
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glamourshop505 · 2 years
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angelvstx-blog · 3 months
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