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crushmeeren · 21 days

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How the AOT Boys Eat You Out

Levi & Eren

I’ve been telling myself I needed to get out of my comfort zone and write for something BESIDES MHA, so please enjoy my AOT headcannons lol. I’ll probably write some for JJK too, so stay tuned friends!

Master list.

Levi Headcannons

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Levi

Levi, in my opinion, doesn’t have the craziest sex drive. Don’t get it twisted, Levi does thoroughly enjoy having sex with you. He just unfortunately often has the weight of the world on his shoulders.

The man’s got a fuck ton of responsibilities and he views sex as messy. As something that he prefers, and needs, to take his time with.

But what Levi does have a healthy appetite for — is eating your pussy.

He can make it quick. He can make your toes curl, leave you satiated, and he doesn’t have to worry about showering or cleaning much afterwards.

Levi especially can’t resist you when you’re fresh out of the shower. Clean skin so warm and so so soft. The way you smell reminding him of summertime. In the way that coconut and sunscreen and the beach only can.

“Levi,” you call out, vying for his attention as you halt in the door frame of his home office. His fingers freeze on his keyboard, gaze flickering over to you.

He remains silent, tilting his head in acknowledgment as he reaches out a hand towards you. Waving you forward with two fingers.

You end up seated in his lap. Straddling him as your large t-shirt bunches up around your bare thighs.

Levi’s thumbs press bruises into your hipbones when you whisper in his ear how badly you want his cock, brushing your lips over his jawline.

He fucking hates his bullshit job even more in this moment.

Levi shifts you around swiftly. Planting you in his chair, encouraging you to hook your legs over the arms to spread your pussy wide open for him as he sinks to his knees.

“Want me to eat your pussy baby?” He asks, voice low and smooth like whiskey.

“Fuck — please Levi,” you moan. Breath shaky on your next exhale as Levi flicks your clit with the tip of his tongue. He hums a sound akin to approval, slipping his middle two fingers into your pussy to keep you full.

The man is nothing if not efficient.

His fingers curl and tap against your sweet spot as he sucks gently on your clit. Alternating between that and licking fast stripes to work you over the edge.

Your fingers card through his soft black hair, tugging tightly the closer you get.

The muscles in your thighs twitch and jump, chewing on your bottom lip as you watch his soft lips close around your clit once more.

His steel gray eyes have fallen half lidded when they meet yours next and it takes you over the edge.

Warmth surges through your limbs and you can only choke on his name.

“Good girl — cum for me just like that,” Levi purrs, letting his sweet words carry you through your orgasm as he presses his fingers deeper.

Once you’ve gone limp, Levi sends you to bed with a promise of what’s to come.

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Eren

If you looked up the definition of hothead a picture of Eren would be in its place.

If you’re being honest, it’s a part of what made you so drawn to him in the first place.

But, he’s an incredible boyfriend, he really is. Loyal to a fault, honest, never afraid to speak his mind — and he’s always taking care of you. Albeit, he is reckless.

That being said, it’s effortless to rile him up. And it’s really fun to turn him on and get his hackles rising simultaneously.

Eren’s messy when he’s mad and you’ll piss him off just so he’ll take it out on your pussy. Taunting him, teasing him, being a brat until his cheeks flush bubblegum pink. Green eyes seething.

You whine, restless where you lay flat on your back in bed. Struggling to unlace your fingers from Eren’s. It only makes him squeeze tighter.

The urge to twist and yank on Eren’s hair while he eats you out is vehement, but he won’t let you go. Your legs jerk to close around his head but his broad shoulders take up all the space between your thighs.

“Stop fucking wiggling,” Eren warns, tongue pulling away from your clit. You’re starting to lose feeling in your fingers.

“But Eren —“

“Hush baby,” Eren demands, leveling you with a pointed glare. “You don’t deserve to play with my hair right now and you sure as hell don’t deserve my fingers in your pussy,” he says, voice harsh and heated. Strands of hair have started to come loose from his bun, sticking to his forehead.

You push your lower lip out at him, weakly attempting to free your hands. Eren looks unimpressed, raising his eyebrows in return. The base of your skull bounces when it hits the mattress in defeat, huffing as you go.

Eren snorts, ignoring your complaints to lick over your clit once again. He gives you slow strokes with the flat of his warm tongue until you’re toeing the line of an orgasm.

You cling to his hands in a death grip, breath hitching and words stuttering as you try to forewarn him you’re about to cum.

Then he just stops, leaving you swollen and throbbing and kicking at his shoulder for ruining your orgasm.

Eren only snickers, winding that knot up behind your bellybutton before letting it fade away twice more before you’re truly pleading with him to make you cum.

Your pussy’s drooling by the time he’s done. Dripping down to your ass as you flex your fingers. Pins and needles tingling through your hands.

Eren will finally satisfy your ache to be split open. Pushing your thighs to your chest and letting his cock do the rest of the work to make you squirt as he chases his own high.

#levi ackerman headcanons #levi ackerman x reader #levi x reader #levi smut #levi ackerman smut #levi x y/n #levi x you #eren yeager x reader #eren yeager smut #eren jaeger smut #eren jaeger x reader #eren smut #eren x reader #aot x reader #aot smut #eren jaeger headcanons #eren yeager headcanons

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visionsofmagic · 8 months

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◜ mk1 men using their powers while f*cking you ◞

▸ includes: reptile, sub zero, scorpion [mk1 versions] ◂

▸ tags: nsfw content, explicit language, inappropriate usage of power/abilities, f!reader, kind of drabble, short, canon as possible as I can, licking, watching, petnames, fingering, edging, human form!syzoth, rude and sharp!sub zero, lover!mk1 characters, brat!reader, heat, cold. enjoy! ◂

▸ notes: watched 4+ hours cutscenes of mortal kombat 1 game and well, kind of fall in love with 80% of mk1 characters, so, couldn't help but write for a few of my fav characters from the game. requests open for the mk1 characters as well & have fun while reading, thank u! ^^ [can publish part 2 of this if you would like too!]

REPTILE is a shy lover. he finds himself trying to hide his nature whenever you two have sex not to hurt you because he knows you’re still fragile even though you try to believe otherwise. he never transforms into his reptile form while fucking you, so hard for him to do that but he would rather endure than hurting you in any way. however, that doesn’t mean he lacks fun and any sort of kinks in sex, no, contrary to that, syzoth has a kinky personality that allows him to like watching you, both as general and in bed - he can’t help, especially not when you’re so beautiful leaning on the bed you two are sharing, trying to give yourself pleasure with your fingers while screaming his name because he is away for a mission as you still believe - not knowing when he will return but here he is, standing right in front of you, watching how your fingers disappear inside your folds, going in and out, mouth agape, moaning his name over and over again as if they’re his fingers - or even his cock inside your walls. he likes how you miss him enough to do all of these.

invisible to your eyes, he watches you until he’s sure you’re so close to the edge, then, chuckling teasingly, he appears slowly, giving you a heart attack right there but you forget all about it when his fingers replace yours, smirking like a brat, green eyes position on your pretty face as he looks at you fondly.

“you’re so needy for me that you can’t wait for a few hours until I return, is that it, pretty?” he chuckles, head tilting and he listens to your pleases like they’re the prettiest sound he has ever heard. he makes you cum, more than once because he says, “if that is the case, I will fuck my pretty girl so deep that she will never forget it even when I leave.”

SUB ZERO is not gentle at all when it comes to having sex with him. he prefers to make you remember who you belong to, whose name you’re screaming, and who makes your legs shake in weakness because he fucks you that good. he doesn’t think about what a kink is in detail but he knows he has a few and he uses them with you without hesitation. you like them as he understands from the voices you make, the expressions your face has, and cumming all over him without announcing because you can’t hold them any longer.

he knows he shouldn’t use any of his abilities while fucking you but he can’t help. he breaks his discipline side and uses them anyway from time to time while having sex with you; decreasing his body temperature when he fucks you behind, kneeling down until your naked back touches his bare chest so that you get close to cum, feeling a sense of chill.

he does that with some parts of his body either; his fingers when they travel on your body, in your mouth, between your thighs and holes - the tip of his tongue when it enters your pussy, making you lose your mind. he even changes its temperature from time to time only to earn the sounds you can't think you're making. he doesn't stop with his attempts of fucking you 'till you have a non-functional brain because of only him - his thick cock, the way he fucks you into oblivion and not holding himself back from using his abilities to his advantage to make you realize only he can fuck you like this. he's fond of your screams after all, begs that want him to stop because it's too much for you to handle go to deaf ears - not even when it's as cold as under a frozen surface of a deep sea.

"so cold, huh?" scoffs, humiliating your pathetic condition, "what were you thinking anyway whore?" he asks, poison in his voice, deep. "think that I would hold back because you beg so nicely?" laughs, holds your hair tightly as he fucks you from behind. "they're only praying for me to go deeper, my pretty slut." and he does - going deeper and colder each passing time and you only can take it all - you're his own pet to enjoy in the end.

SCORPION is a cute lover. he doesn't hurt you in any way as possible as he can, protecting you at all cost, keeping his fire at a minimum level whenever you're around - except while fighting of course. he never uses his abilities against you but oh, he can't deny that he loves it when you are a total brat, asking him to do such naughty things in bed, including using his fire to make intimate sessions more intense than it is needed - you both need it as you say, believing you can endure it and in the end, he accepts your pleases, allowing himself adjoining a few things he can do without hurting you.

firstly, he just uses it on his tongue when it enters your wet pussy, licking from your inner thighs to inside, giving you euphoria. he makes sure not to burn you, enjoying by himself too after seeing how turned on you are in these moments. he is a man who wants to please his lover more than himself in the first place - a gentleman. then, it begins with these simple pleasure times - it evolves into something that even you can't imagine happening and it takes you a long time to realize how scorpion has begun to his abilities on you in order to turn you on often; the cute lover discovers how you're affected by heat - in general, so, he thinks a way to make your heat go up without noticing he's the one who is doing it by increasing his body's heat as he comes near you, giving you hotness you can't ignore and start taking off your clothes one by one.

of course he acts innocent, asking how he can help you, and then smirking, saying how he makes you hot by just standing beside you. catching you in a trap with all his desires to have you, he reaches his plan's top point when you have a sports bra and shorts on your body and nothing else. oh, how he feels a kind of achievement when you agree with him, being naked and having one of the best fucking in your entire life to get rid of your heat after getting horny because of being exposed in front of the man you love.

"my love, you give me a heat even my own power can't give; you have no idea how I am burning for you." he smiles down at you, eyes burning with sparkles of fire, "oh - beautiful, the most beautiful thing in the whole universe I have ever seen. let me burn you the way you are doing to me, my love."

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jeannineee · 4 months

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nsfw alphabet: kento nanami

warnings: i think the title is a warning in itself. lolol minors go away.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

will always clean you up, no matter how tired the two of you are. holds a glass of water to your lips, makes you a snack.

if it’s earlier in your relationship, he’ll ask you what you liked, didn’t like. will also cuddle you till you fall asleep.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

he is an ass man!! no debate about it. even if it’s small, he doesn’t care. very much enjoys groping your ass during sex, and spanking you if you’ve been a brat!!

on himself, he likes his arms. mostly because you like them, and he works hard to maintain them. definitely inflates his ego the slightest bit when you hold onto them as he pounds into you.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

if you’re okay with it, he prefers to cum inside you. breeding kink? perhaps. why would he want to let it go to waste :(

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Now, Kento is fairly open about what he is into. But it took a lot to get him there!! Especially with being kinkier and rougher, it took a lot of convincing on your part but once he is in, he is in.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He doesn’t care much for hookups, but let’s not pretend this man didn’t get it in before you. He knows what he’s doing and has no issue showing you that.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Good old missionary. He’s a simple man. Gives him access to your whole body. Mostly, he likes the intimacy, and being able to see your face.

Also likes putting you in a mating press.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

very serious. sex isn’t a game for him. again with the intimacy.

he loves pillowtalk though and will definitely joke with you a bit afterwards.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

he keeps it cleanly trimmed and maintained, duh. we're talking about nanami.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

while kento definitely has his moments of roughness, sex is always intimate with him. you can definitely expect hand-holding, i-love-you's, etc.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

he's a busy man. didn't do it much before you, and very rarely does it after meeting you.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

teehee.

praise, humiliation, overstimulation, edging. probably definitely has a daddy or sir kink. into light bdsm. prefers being dominant, but might rarely sub if you convince him. would def tie your wrists with his tie, or use it to blindfold you. prefers good girls but is also one hell of a brat tamer.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

prefers the privacy of your own home. bedroom is his go to, but he'll bend you over the kitchen counter or spread you out on the couch if he so wishes.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

despite his usual exhaustion, pretty much anything you to gets him going. wearing his clothes, talking passionately about something you love. literally anything.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

wouldn't want to cause you any pain, besides light spanking/groping/hair-pulling/etc. also not into degradation. he just can't bring himself to do it.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

GIVERRRRR!!! this man could live and die with his tongue between your legs. it's a must for him every time the two of you have sex.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

he's a versatile man. depends on your collective mood.

just had a really nice dinner date together? soft, slow sex for the win.

being a brat? you're not walking in the morning <3

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

very rarely. he prefers to take his time but if it's been a while and you're both busy, he'll go for it.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

hmmmm. will def try just about anything you want to, but i don't see him being too risky w/ things like public sex.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

if we're being completely real, he's a working man who is constantly tired. he's probably got two good rounds in him before he's tapping out.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

does kento nanami own toys? is the sky blue? is grass green? obvious answer: yes.

vibrators, dildos, rope/handcuffs, gags, probably even a leash. will also buy anything else you wanna try.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

he might verbally tease you as he's fucking you, but he can't deny you for too long.

like,,,

"does that feel good? yeah? can't even speak, can you?"

"pretty girl wants to cum? you gonna beg for it?"

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

mostly grunts and groans, especially as he cums. absolutely talks you through it as he should.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

wants to record the two of you having sex. (with your full consent of course)

he's away from home a lot, so it'd give him something to use when he's feeling needy

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

i know people like to say their favorite male characters have ginormous dicks but we have to be realistic in size, right?

kento is a solid 7-ish inches, and enough girth to make you feel full. slight upwards curve so each thrusts hits your g-spot.

(i am a whore wow)

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

very high sex drive!!! he's just too tired to act on it most of the time.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards

can fall asleep fairly quickly, but will always wait for you to fall asleep first.

#Kento x reader #Nanami smut #Kento nanami x reader #jjk smut #kento nanami headcanons #jujutsu Kaisen smut #jujutsu kaisen

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seravphs · 11 months

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ੈ♡˳·˖✶ — TEEN DAD! GOJO SATORU x FEM READER

The Zenins want Megumi. Gojo isn’t having it.

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tags — one suggestive line after “those girls are better off without you” if you want to avoid it, set after 棠, part of teen dad gojoverse, in which you and Gojo raise Megumi together

Gojo’s been in the doghouse since last night. Not literally, obviously - though he might have preferred it if you were there with him, at least. He’d take anything over being kicked out of your shared bedroom and being forced to sleep on the couch.

If you had it your way, you’d prolong his punishment, but you can’t. Not when, as he told you last night, the Zenins are coming today to wrest Megumi from your custody.

Fat chance.

You’d die before you let that happen.

Gojo’s not too keen on either of those outcomes. For the first time in his life, he’s taking the pacifist’s route and talking it out, though you’re sure his version of talking involves more insults than most people’s.

He thought about simply having it out with the elders, but it’s not worth it. Not when he has a plan for the future of Jujutsu Society. Not when he has you, Megumi, and Tsumiki. He’s playing the long game. He can’t afford to screw it up now.

Being a family man really has ruined him.

Zenin Keiko is a tall woman with a severe black bob and the characteristic Zenin look of perpetual contempt. She’s Naoya’s cousin, alright.

“Twice-removed,” Gojo whispers to you. “Or illegitimate. Something like that, I can’t remember.”

“Shut up,” you whisper back out of the corner of your mouth. “She’s going to hear you.”

Welcoming a Zenin into your home feels like blasphemy, though you suppose Gojo is the closest thing Jujutsu society has to a god.

Gojo’s unimpressed by her, mostly because he feels like the Zenins are mocking him. It’s not like anyone can take him on, but to send someone who has no battle capabilities feels like an insult.

Keiko is an auxiliary manager with no cursed technique to speak of besides a weak barrier. It’s a wonder she has the nerve to speak to Gojo. The Zenins truly did not care about her if they sent her as the proxy to undermine your roles as the Fushiguro children’s guardians. In fact, you suspect that’s the precise reason she was chosen - because she’s expendable.

Keiko, to her credit, shows no sign of fear.

“I’d like to meet the children, Mr. Gojo. It’ll give me a good grasp of what the situation is.”

“Hell no,” Gojo outright laughs in her face. “I’m not letting a Zenin near my brats. Your-“

“Gojo.” You squeeze his knee. Cooperate.

“I’ll go get them,” he says begrudgingly.

The two of you sandwich the children between you on the couch. Tsumiki sits on Gojo’s left. Megumi sits on your right. That way, the two that are most likely to fight are separated. It’s a strategized united front.

“Megumi, do you like your guardians? Do you like staying here?”

Megumi looks at you. You smile at him encouragingly - and there Keiko goes, scribbling away in her notebook. She’s probably saying something about how Megumi is so scared of you he won’t answer the question unless you give him permission.

“Are you sure? Forgive me, but Gojo seems a little…immature for a parent.”

A direct attack right out of the gates. Gojo objects to this very accurate assessment of his character.

“He’s fine, I guess,” Megumi says. There’s more scribbling. You’re starting to hate the sound of pen on paper. “I like-“

He looks at you. There’s a tiny blush on his cheeks, just the faintest hint of red. More quietly, he says, “It’s fine, cause she takes care of us.”

Gojo stares at him, slack-jawed. “Are you kidding me? You are one ungrateful brat. Who found you? Who took you in?”

Tsumiki chimes in, “We like Gojo a lot too! He’s fun.”

Keiko ignores her completely, focusing on Megumi instead. Your distaste for her grows.

“Would you say that Gojo has an active role in taking care of you?”

“Why aren’t you asking Tsumiki anything?” Megumi interrupts. “Her opinion’s important too.”

Keiko gives him a strained smile. Gojo reaches behind Tsumiki on the couch to ruffle Megumi’s hair. He only tolerates this for five seconds before he shakes his head to get him off.

“He loves me,” Gojo says.

“I have Stockholm syndrome,” Megumi says. ‘Help,’ he mouthes.

“He’s joking,” Tsumiki says nervously.

You’ve given up on making them behave. It’s just not happening.

Keiko seems to have given up too. Rather than continue prodding Megumi, she turns to Gojo.

“How often are you home?”

“Basically every day,” Gojo lies. He does try his best, but it’s more like every other day. Such is the fate of the strongest sorcerer.

“Don’t want my baby all alone, poor little thing.”

He catches your look and cackles. “No, the other one. My other baby,” and the kiss he presses to your knuckles is so tender it melts your heart.

Keiko makes an uncomfortable expression. “Please try to stay focused, Mr. Gojo.”

Megumi gags loudly. Tsumiki pinches his arm to get him to shut up and he yelps. Keiko narrows her eyes and makes another note.

“I understand how Gojo might take responsibility for the children,” Keiko says, directing her attention to you, “but how did you come into the picture. Are you a girlfriend-“

“Wife,” Gojo interjects.

Keiko’s entire body does an approximation of what it would look if a human had a screenshot function.

“Aren’t you children?”

You don’t like Keiko at all, but you respect the balls it takes to talk to Gojo like that. All the Zenins seem to have that death wish of wanting to mouth off to the strongest. Maybe it’s a genetic thing.

Gojo shrugs. “If I’m old enough for the missions you send me on, I’m old enough to take care of kids, right? How hard can it be?”

You pinch his thigh. “Gojo.”

“What? It is easy. You just give them a bunch of lollipops and call it a day.”

Keiko’s writing is now background noise to you. “Are you still doing that? I told you-“

“It’s fine! All kids need sugar to grow. I had a sweet tooth when I was their age.”

“And that’s probably the reason why you still have one now! Except it’s rotting your teeth-“

“It’s not-“

“It is!”

“Don’t be so uptight!”

“How does it look if I’m always saying no to him and you’re always saying yes? It isn’t fair, Satoru. Parenting has to be a team effort.”

“What are you talking about?”

“I’m talking about you playing good cop, bad cop with him!”

“Have you gone insane? We went over this! He likes you more than me! There is no good cop, bad cop when he just takes your side every single time.”

“Excuse me,” Keiko says. She’s somehow managed to look a complex combination of perplexed, annoyed, and satisfied. “Please take care of your lovers’ tiffs outside of this interview. I will say that this doesn’t seem like an environment particularly conducive to raising children, however.”

“What do you know?” Gojo says rudely. “The only reason you’re even doing this interview is because I’m letting you.”

Normally, you would tell him off, but in front of the Zenins? You’re a united front. You place a hand on his forearm and look down your nose at the woman in front of you as best as you can when she’s taller than most people you meet.

“I think you’ve overstayed your welcome,” you say.

“You agreed to an interview,” she says.

“An interview, not an inquisition.”

“You can’t refuse a request from the elders without consequences,” she says, as patiently as she would speak to a child. It’s condescending.

“Are you threatening my wife?”

When you look to your side, Gojo’s face is shadowed. His eyes are storm dark and frightening. Keiko can’t hide her visceral reaction.

She forgets her coat on her way out, she’s in such a hurry to leave. Gojo takes it and disappears.

While he’s away, you let Megumi and Tsumiki return to their rooms. They’re muttering amongst themselves, but you don’t pry. Children need their space, too. You’ll talk to them about it later.

He’s back within a minute.

“What did you do with it?” You’re bracing yourself for the answer.

“I just sent a message,” he says, as cheerily as if nothing had happened. “Think we passed that?”

“Gojo, I think that’s the first test you’ve ever failed. Did you see the way she was writing during the last twenty minutes? And Megumi and Tsumiki! Every time they said something, she made a face!”

Gojo shrugs, still so certain of his place in the hierarchy. One day, the elders will get tired of him throwing his weight around like Jujutsu’s one and only tyrant, but not someday soon if they want to keep their heads.

“It’s fine,” he says. “I’m not going to make Megumi and Tsumiki act like repressed little puppet children just so that they can find some way to snipe them out from under us anyways. Who knows, maybe we’ll teach the Zenins a thing or two about healthy child raising. I hear they have two girls now. One of them has no cursed energy. Should we kidnap some more children?”

“Like you know anything about healthy parenting,” you snark. “Those girls are better off without you.”

“Does being mean to me get you off or something?”

“Do you want to find out?”

“I would love to,” he purrs, sliding a hand under your shirt just so slightly so his nails prick at your lower stomach. You grab his wrist.

“Sorry,” you say, your stomach churning at the joke gone wrong. “I can’t.”

He stops immediately. “What’s wrong?”

“I just- They want Megumi badly enough to go to the higher ups. I know what they do to their children. I can’t let him go there, Satoru. I can’t.”

“I won’t let that happen.”

“I can’t stop thinking about those girls.”

“Come here,” he says.

You lean closer to him. He lifts his arm so easily, without thinking. When you slide under it, you fit into him perfectly.

Now that you’re safely tucked under his arm, you feel sheltered from anything that could happen. “I don’t want to give the kids to the Zenins. They’re monsters. And they would make monsters out of them.”

“That’s only if they take them away,” Gojo says, his smile fanged and vicious.

“And if they do?”

“I hope they try.”

You trust him.

You know he’ll keep his word. If Gojo says Megumi and Tsumiki won’t be going to the Zenins as long as he’s alive, then they won’t be going at all.

#sera writes #gojo satoru x reader #gojo x reader #gojou x reader #gojou satoru x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader

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starwarsbian · 10 days

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stonerboyfriend!anakin pt2

NSFW 18+ MDNI gif by @weaponizedwit

part one

wc: 4.4k (not proofread)

a/n: <3 ídek what this is but here it is

warnings: weed, intoxicated sex, spit, oral (f!recieving), fingering, degradation, temperature play I suppose, unprotected p in v, breeding if you squint, overstimulation, biting <3

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anakin knows you don't prefer (like) smoking joints but here you are anyway-- waiting for him to finish rolling one while you're sitting in his bedroom. you might not like smoking them but you certainly enjoy watching anakin roll them-- his fingers move smoothly like its the easiest thing in the world and he always looks at you as he licks across the paper to seal it. making you flustered seems to be his favorite pastime.

he finishes and pats beside him on the bed, signaling you to move closer and come sit by him. his hand finds your thigh and he grabs your chin to turn your head for him to give you a messy kiss. it lasts longer than you expected, his spit mixes with yours and he grins at your surprise of him biting your lip when he pulls away.

he starts to light the joint in front of you and you take it as an opportunity to complain; even though it'll piss him off and he'll call you an ungrateful fucking brat. you'd like that a lot, actually. ani has been teasing you all morning; waking you up with neck kisses, teasing you between your legs every chance he gets, acting innocent after he "accidentally" grabs your ass and now biting your lip.

"anakin, i hate them. i don't wanna smoke that, it hurts. i want the bong."

he glares at you. "did i ask? seriously. why do you always have to be an ungrateful fucking brat?"

he sees the way you press your thighs together hard as he says that and finds it incredibly amusing. he's still holding the joint in his hand and he takes the moment to say more to you.

"fuck, you like that? i can see you pressing your thighs together. i haven't been able to keep my hands off of you all day and here we are; closer than ever to letting me bury myself deep inside you and you're complaining about the way i want to smoke before." his words send shivers down your spine and a heartbeat between your legs. you don't know if you should apologize or push him further. you are an "ungrateful fucking brat", in his very own words.

"i want you now. you've been teasing all day and now i have to sit here and watch you smoke. if you'd just give me what i fucking want maybe u wouldn't act like this." you spit, hoping he catches the venom purposely coming from your mouth and makes you sorry.

"shut the fuck up. i chose this way so i can smoke while i fuck you. you're so fucking desperate for my cock that you won't give me a second to explain. get on the bed and take everything off for me besides your panties."

he's very obviously upset although you're not sure how much of it is genuine. you don't argue at all with his command and your heart pounds in anticipation. he sits and watches you undress as he starts to smoke the joint you were so eager to bitch about. you crawl onto the bed and do your best to wait patiently as he continues to take hits in front of you. he smirks and blows his exhale right into your face; it makes your eyes burn and you're about to cough just as he forces the joint into your hand.

"hit it." he orders, keeping it short and demanding. you hesitate and that makes him bring his hand down hard on the sensitive skin of your thigh. you jump and hiss at the pain even though you like it and it makes the throbbing in your underwearr even worse. you hit the joint and it makes you cough really hard just like you knew it would. the need to please anakin overcomes any self preservation you have and you force yourself into a second one before you even catch your breath.

"good girl." he says in a much softer voice as he takes it back out of your hands. he's not so concerned about wasting weed right now so he does let it keep burning in his hand as he gives you the kiss you were begging him for with your eyes. he brings biting into this one too and continues the antics down your neck. he does a little more than nip at the flesh between the small hits he takes and exhales through his nose with his mouth occupied against your skin. the smoke continues to migrate towards your face as he had planned.you gasp at the pinching sensation of your skin between his teeth just for a second and let a moan fall from your lips.

anakin pulls away and kisses further down your body until he's laying between your thighs, joint in his left hand as he wraps his arms around your thighs and lays there lazily taking a few more puffs. he holds it in his mouth for a moment so he can move your underwear to the side and use his thumb to spread your wetness further up your slit. the action is so intimate and he looks so fucking good multitasking. the smell of weed fills the room and he's still blowing the smoke towards your face. "hey, can you hold this for me?" he asks with a grin, "go ahead and hit it for me, baby,"

you take it from his hand and put it to your own mouth just as he sinks his teeth into the soft skin of your left thigh. you choke for a second before yelping from the pain. he does it again, closer to your core but sucks on the skin hard before you can respond to the sharp sensation of his teeth. he's using enough force you think there'll definitely be marks left tomorrow; just as he intended. he switches to the other side and digs his fingers hard into your hips when you flinch and pull away from his teeth involuntarily. when your legs are adequately marked by anakin her changes his attention to where you reallyw ant him. hendrags his tongue up between your folds in a wide stripe across your exposed and sensitive flesh. his tongue lingers around your clit for a few seconds as the smoke catches in your throat. "so pretty, baby," he says under his breath and you're not sure if he's talking to you or actively speaking to your pussy. either way it causes your face to warm and creates the urge to cover your face in embarrassment but anakin will just scold you; so you say nothing and do your best to smoothly exhale even though his tongue is gliding up and down your slit.

the sensation distracts you from the burning jay in your hand for a little too long, causing ani to bite your thigh on a place he already had and grumble something against it that sounds like "keep smoking that, you're not allowed to waste it." you nod and make eye contact with him as he dives back between your legs. you're taking the tiniest hits and trying to keep your breathing steady even though anakin's tongue is working diligently on your clit in delicious circles at the perfect pace. he's far too good at this, he'll spend hours there if you'd let him. he's switched to wet open mouth kisses against your heat and sucking on your bundle of nerves. its getting messy and you can feel wetness dripping down you and coating your thighs from contact with anakin's drenched face.

he's such a cocky asshole that he purposely goes faster or sucks harder when you're taking hits and you can feel him grin at your reactions and choking on the smoke. pressure has been building in your stomach this whole time and just when you think it can’t get any better anakin slips two fingers into you with ease. his mouth is still working in quick circles as he fucks you with his fingers so agonizingly slow. he can feel you getting closer with each movement; the way your body reacts to his touch is predictable and just as maddening as it was the first time he had you like this.

you’re still being forced to smoke even though the tightening in your stomach is becoming more intense; it’s about to snap and force your release out of you. you begin to move your hips in time with anakin’s tongue and fingers; he allows it because the following whimpers and whines are enough of a reward for him to forgive your inability to follow directions.

“so so close, ani. can i cum for you? please let me cum for you,” you plead. anakin nods from between your legs and hums in encouragement as he laps at your clit and the space around his fingers. you quickly put the joint out in the ashtray beside the bed. with permission already granted you let go of anything holding you back you lose all composure when your orgasm hits you. it floods your senses and you hear your heartbeat in your ears as your eyes roll back. your thighs shake as you come back down; feeling anakin work you all the way through it to overstimulation that has you whining and pushing his head away.

he pulls away and kisses you; your slick still coating his lips and the taste lingering on his tongue as he slips it into your mouth. “wanna give you my cock, baby,” he says low in your ear. “can i do that?”

“fuck. yes. please.” anakin grins and says “roll over. i want you from behind.”

you don’t protest but nod towards the ashtray at the J as you quickly settle down facing the headboard with your chest against the mattress and arms folded under you to rest your head on and your ass in the air. you arch your back deeply and sway your hips a little bit, hoping to gain more of anakins attention. he’s just ripped his clothes off and stands at the side of the bed where he’s relighting the joint.

“mmm,” he hums as he takes his first hit. as he exhales he speaks and slaps your ass. “look pretty like this. want my cock so bad, huh?” he puts his naked form behind yours on the bed and presses his unoccupied hand against the arch of your back. he drags his palm up your back and into your hair where he tangles his fingers. he doesn’t pull your hair, just waits for you to answer him.

“yes. yeah i want it so bad,” you say loud enough he won’t have to ask again. he lets go of your hair and puts the joint into his mouth to hold as he uses one hand on your hip to steady himself while he uses the other to tease up and down your sex with the tip of his length before pressing into your hole.

his left hand takes the joint from his mouth and you see the smoke gather beside you from his exhale as you let out a long moan of his name. he only does a few very slow thrusts before he’s at the pace he wanted to almost lazily fuck you at while he continues to smoke.

“you’re such a fuckin slut. do you know that? god. i wish you could see the way you’re taking my cock,” he muses.

you whimper and pathetically try to push your hips closer to his; hoping he’ll thrust faster or harder. instead it earns you a hard slap on the ass as he laughs darkly. its not enough; he's still teasing and somehow has more restraint than you could ever muster during sex.

“behave,” he says through gritted teeth as he slows down even more. his cock drags against your walls so antagonizingly slow. the joint needs ashed and he takes it upon himself to do so on your back as he’s deep inside. his thumb flicks the crutch and the slightly smoldering ash falls onto your skin. it doesn’t burn per se, it’s just uncomfortably warm for a moment before it becomes pleasurable just because of the thought that he’s using you.

“fuck. you liked that, huh?,” he whispers to you as his right hand tangles into your hair at the nape of your neck and pulls hard; forcing you into an even deeper arch and sending burning pain through your scalp. he holds you like that as he pulls you back onto him, forcing himself deeper inside of you. he stops all movement of his hips and is now just holding your hair, pulling hard in time to the pace you choose to fuck yourself at. you cant see the way he's smiling behind you at your desperation.

"just like that.. fuck yourself on my cock. fuck. so perfect like this..need you like this all the time."

you're letting every sound slip from between your lips, getting even louder when anakin praises you or lets out a moan of his own. you hear curses come from his mouth as you continue and he rushes to finish smoking. as soon as its reasonably finished he throws it into the ashtray and grabs your waist to make you sit up. he's now slotted between your legs with your back pressed against his chest as he fucks you mercilessly. you can no longer do anything but let him hold you there and force you to take it. anakin stretches you just right and he knows it; he makes it very obvious he knows no one else could ever make you feel like he can.

through his labored breathing and groans he mananges to say "don't ever think someone else could make you feel as good as i can. you were made for me, do you understand? you're fucking mine." he punctuates the last three words with harsh thrusts angled so deep in you feel it in your stomach.

“fuck, ani. ‘ts so deep,” you slur.

“oh god,” he grunts when you tighten around him. “i know, baby. want you to cum on it. cum around my cock

he bites your shoulder and holds you tighter against him as hammers up into you; knocking the air out of your lungs as you get closer to finishing.

his left hand snakes down your body to your recently neglected clit where he does fast light circles with his middle and ring finger.

“anakin.. fuck, ani. i’m gonna cum.”

“let go, c’mon,” he whispers in your ear after he removes his mouth from your skin; where you feel blood rushing to the teeth marks he’s left behind.

he feels you pulse around him as your orgasm hits you; forcing a low groan from him at the same time you moan his name. his cum paints your insides white as he finds his own orgasm. the sound of skin hitting skin fills the room as he continues to fuck you just as hard and deep until you let your head fall back against his chest and nod to signal you’re finished. anakin loosens his grip on you but is careful not to let you fall on the bed face first, incase your legs are feeling weak. your heart is still pounding and sweat coats the nape of your neck. when he gently lets you down onto the bed he soon follows suit and lays beside you on his side. he leans on his left arm and watches as you try to catch your breath. he's still staring at you hungrily, like he's far from done but he's granting you a break at the moment.

your thighs burn despite the lack of effort you had to put in and anakin is rubbing up and down them with his large hands that are surprisingly soft. you close your eyes for a moment and feel him get up from the bed; when it sinks back down you open your eyes to anakin holding a glass of water. "are you okay? drink this. i want more, let me use you more." his tone changes on the last sentence as he stares into your eyes, making your face warm. you take the water and do as anakin told you before nodding and handing the empty glass back to him. he grins and immediately brings his body back over top of yours as he crashes his lips into yours. its urgent and wet, spit mixing together and teeth threatening to slam into each other as he holds himself up. within seconds anakin has his tongue dragging across your bottom lip and forcing its way into your mouth where he adamantly explores your mouth with his right hand wrapped around your throat lightly.

anakin pulls away and tightens his grip on your neck while you stare at him with wide, watery eyes. "open your mouth," he orders. you drop your jaw open and wait for his next move. he smirks and slowly lets a trail of his own spit fall into your open mouth. it lands on your tongue and he watches, delighted, as you swallow it without being asked and stick your tongue out to show him that its gone. "good fucking girl. again."

you open your mouth again eagerly but this time he spits more aggressively onto your tongue, some landing on your face at the same time. you swallow it greedily and thank him. "thank you, ani." he hums in approval and brings his lips back to yours. this time he's nipping at your bottom lip over and over, sucking and biting to make it flushed and swollen. he bites particularly hard and a metallic taste floods into your mouth and his as he swipes his tongue across the wound and moans at the taste and your willingness to be hurt by him. when he pulls away he drags his thumb across the stinging line he's created with his teeth; making you flinch and squeeze your thighs together when the sensation starts to impact the need growing between your legs.

anakin thrives off your willingness to be used and owned by him; he loves to tell you. he'll go on rants about it while he's fucking you stupid. that's his plan when he presses his thigh against your core and moves it slowly back and forth while you try to force your hips down and get more friction. "such a whore for me. i own your body, don't i? own your little cunt and every other part of you. all mine to use up and ruin," he growls into your ear. his hot breath fans against your throat as he waits for an answer that you're purposely withholding just to be a brat.

he slaps you with no warning as he falls onto the bed beside you. "fucking answer me, bitch. i know what you're doing and if you wanted me to hurt you you should've just said so. pathetic, willing to upset me just so i take out my frustration on you." you whine at his words and not frantically, trying to spit out words before he decides proper punishment would mean giving you nothing you want. "yes, yes yes, you own my body. own all of me. 'm all yours, anakin. use me. hurt me. please, oh my god."

he's pleased by your effort and decides he's going to put your words to the test. "yeah? okay, baby lets see if you mean it." you swallow harshly and nod to him, eager to be his good girl. "spread your legs, slut."

you follow the command and your hands start to shake as his own trace the curves of your body; pausing to pinch each nipple excessively hard, earning a yelp from you. his mouth finds each bud on its own time and he soothes the pain with soft movements of his tongue. when he's satisfied he continues on his journey down your body to the hole he owns. he marvels at the white mess his cum has made dripping out of you and reaches out to push some back into you with his index finger, earning a broken moan from you due to the lingering sensitivity.

his finger rubs against your achingly sensitive walls before he slips another in and moves them around; reading your body like a book as he pays attention to every hitch of your breath and inhale through your teeth. "gonna put my cock back in here..looks like she needs it. i think she needs a little more love from ani, doesn't she?"

you whine helplessly but don't stop him as he gets to his knees and pulls your body towards his, forcing your ass to rest on his legs while he lines up with you. you expect him to ease inside slowly but he doesn't, he shoves himself inside harshly and moans as your hole tightens in protest. any pain should make you want to stop but instead it makes you need him more and grind your body against him, making his length nudge at the furthest part he can reach inside. despite your body's involuntary reaction, anakin's intrusion is welcomed by the thoroughly prepared hole that's filled with a mixture of his seed and your slick. as his pace increases, obscene sounds come from the area between you.

his stamina is unmatched as he slides in and out with ease; no resistance from your body stops his intrusion. over and over again he plows into you with little to no regard to your pleasure although he knows you like it like this. anakin ruts into your cunt and praises you for taking it so well. his head is thrown back in bliss as you watch his Adams apple bob up and down in his throat in between heavy breaths and attempts to steady himself. he pulls his attention to the movement between your thighs and spits on your pussy. he quickly presses two fingers against your clit and moves in delicious circles that make white hot sparks fall through your body. it wasn't necessary but fuck it was hot and anakin just couldn't help himself. he can feel himself twitching inside you and is struggling to hang on to the ledge keeping him from his impending climax. he doesn't need to warn you or ask permission but he does anyway, just because he wants to hear you say it this time.

“you’re gonna cum for me, baby. and then i can wanna cum in you, beg for it.”

"ani, cum in me. fill me up. pump me full. come on, baby, please," you beg of him. his thrusts grow more irratic and messy as he loses himself in the feeling of your wet hole greedily swallowing every inch of him. it still feels mind numbingly good with his fingers working over your bud and with his newly given permission you’re intensely motivated to finish for him. you tighten around his cock as you meet your high. you slur his name over and over again as he wrecks you in the effort of reaching his own high.

“fuck,” he moans followed by your name as he fills you up. he bottoms out and holds you close to him as his cock empties into you.

he pulls out and immediately repositions himself to be between your legs where his mouth greedily laps at the mess you’ve both created between your sensitive folds. he holds your legs apart despite any attempts you make to close them around his head and continues his assault on your core. his tongue slides down to your sopping hole that’s leaking a mix of cum and some of his spit. he gathers the fluids on his tongue each time it dips into you and swallows it happily. he laps at and teases your aching hole desperate to get every drop he can out of you. from between your legs you hear “just one more for me, okay?”

before you can even respond his tongue is circling your clit devastatingly slow, teasing the bundle of nerves. you’re extremely sensitive from the three? orgasms he’s already caused but wouldn’t dare ask him to stop. he sucks the bud into his mouth and rubs his tongue on the underside in time with suckling at a pressure that drives you crazy. it’s somehow too much and not enough as your hands tangle in his hair and pull him closer. he allows it because the sounds you’re making for him are drowning out any dominant reasoning he could come up with.

anakin flattens his tongue and lets you grind against it, allowing you to set the pace and take what you want from him. with control over sensation your thighs are soon shaking and it’s hard to control the movements of your hips or his head steadily.

“ani, take care of me,” you plead while you look into his glassy blue eyes. he doesn’t respond but takes initiative to eat you as sloppy and wet as he’d like to to get you to finish. his lips and tongue caress sensitive skin while he expertly pulls you to the edge with his hands gripping your legs so hard you’ll likely have bruises tomorrow from the tips of his fingers pressing so hard into your flesh. with a few more flicks of his tongue against you you’re scrambling to grab the sheets with the hand that’s not pulling on his hair. when he’s sure you’re finished and he’s extracted every bit of pleasure you could get from this orgasm he slows down for a few seconds and pulls away completely. he presses a few kisses against your slit and rests his head against your leg.

your breathing is heavy and the room is spinning as you try to ground yourself in anakin’s touch. he’s grinning, proud of himself as always. “see what happens when you listen to me. when you’re not an ungrateful fucking brat.” he raises his eyebrows before pulling his bottom lip between his teeth, chewing on it for a moment before he crawls up to lie by your side. he presses a chaste kiss to your forehead and each cheek before he lightly grasps your chin and pulls you in for a kiss that conveys love even though he just ruined you like he feels nothing for you at all.

#anakin skywalker smut #sam monroe smut #hayden christensen smut #sam monroe x reader #anakin skywalker x reader #star wars smut #tw weed #stoner!anakin #cam writes ᡣ𐭩 #anakin skywalker x you

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stellasworks · 7 months

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Smoke Headcanons 🌪️

(A/N: i love tomas sm he’s literally one of my favorite characters and since I don’t see that much content of him I wanted to do him some justice.)

18+ MDNI

Warnings: fem reader, afab anatomy, dom!tomas, unprotected sex (stay safe), size kink, biting/marking, breeding kink, creampie, public sex(?)

Sfw

🩶 Tomas has always been such a kind soul and when you’re with him you feel nothing but safe, he’s always doing what he can to keep you out of harms way.

🩶 If you’re shorter than him than he fully admires the height difference between you two. He loves to hug you from behind, having your small frame in his arms is always so comforting to him.

🩶 He loves kissing your neck and face to wake you up, moving your hair out of your face or away from your neck to press soft kisses onto it.

🩶 He’s tall, not taller than his brothers but obviously taller than you. He’s about 6’2.

🩶 He loves when you lay your body between his legs and lay your head on his chest.

Nsfw

🩶 In bed he’s super attentive to your needs, he takes notes of all of your sweet spots.

🩶 If you have a sensitive neck or back he makes sure to be kissing it or leaving hickeys on you, and a couple bite marks here and there if his brothers or anyone else get to touchy or flirty with you.

🩶 He’s not super loud in bed but he does groan and he gets real breathy when he’s close.

🩶 He’s big. He’s around 8 inches, it’s thick, cut, and stretches you out so good. He also prefers to keep it clean shaven down there, once in a good while he’ll let it grow a little bit but that’s only if he’s away on a mission with his brothers.

🩶 His favorite position is missionary, he loves seeing your face as he fucks you, seeing your eyes roll in pleasure, or seeing how you look at him begging him for more with your expressions could make him cum right then and there.

🩶 Do not let his sweet personality fool you, he is very dominant and does not tolerate you being a brat.

🩶 If you start acting bratty in public, he’ll excuse you both and bring you to a private place like a bathroom and wrap his hand lightly around your throat, his grip will get tighter if you look away from him.

“You’re pushing your luck princess.” Tomas in a warning tone. You smirk as you grabbed his hand and guide it to your lower region, as you both sat at a table during a gathering hosted by the Lin Kuei.

You were wearing a black silk dress that went down to your mid thigh and you thought it was a great idea to not wear panties.

Boy were you wrong.

Tomas gets up from the table and excuses you both, leading you to one of the many bathrooms in the Lin Kuei temple. He locks the door behind him before lifting you up onto the counter and wrapping his hand around your throat.

“Do you take pride in being disobedient princess?”

A second of silence goes by before his grip on your neck became tighter, forcing a whimper out of you.

“Answer my question.”

You shake your head no. But Tomas isn’t buying it. He’s smarter than that he knows you get off on the thought of him putting you in your place.

“Now you’re lying? I expected better from you my love. Maybe I should let everyone here know how much of a slut you can be.”

With that being said, he wasted no time pulling you of the counter, turning you around and lifting your dress up only to reveal how soaking wet you were.

“Already this wet and I haven’t even done anything. You seriously got this turned on from my hand being around your throat?” He says taking one hand and wrapping it around your throat again, while the other plays with your pussy, rubbing agonizingly slow circles on your clit.

“Oh f-fuck.. T-Tomas please..” You begged him, wanting him to go faster but you knew you wouldn’t get that being so disobedient towards him.

“Please what.” He wants to hear you say it. He wants to hear you beg for him.

“P-please.. need you.. need your fingers” You pleaded.

“Good girl.” He happily gives you what you want. Plunging his fingers inside your heat, curling them in and out of you.

“S’to much! To much Tomas plea- Ah!”

He bites your neck softly, leaving hickeys and bite marks up your neck as you moan in ecstasy. His fingers don’t stop, keeping a consistent pace as you whimper for him to let you cum.

“F-fuck! I’m close- fuck I’m so close! T-Tomas please! Do-don’t stop!” You beg only to feel his fingers stop. You whine feeling your pleasure wash away from you, but then he speaks.

“I want you to cum on my cock. Can you do that for me pretty girl?” Tomas asks sweetly, you nod frantically before he stretches you out with his thick cock. You whine at the feeling, he gives you no time to adjust before thrusting into you at an ungodly pace. He rests one hand on your hips while keeping the other on your throat.

Your unable to form words, all your mind can think of is him. You didn’t care if anyone heard you moaning like a whore.

Getting so close to your climax, Tomas bites your neck, his thrusts become more erratic and sloppy.

“Cum for me, be a good girl and cum for me.”

He demanded, and you did just that. With a few more thrusts you cum on his cock, coating it in your slick. Thrusting into you a few more times just to make sure you’re all good and fucked out.

But you soon realized something.

He was cumming inside you.

“Tomas! I’m not wearing panties how am I-“ He cuts you off, kissing you sweetly.

“Not sure. But I don’t want a single drop leaking out of you. If it happens I’ll just have to fuck you again won’t I?”

He said with a menacing tone and a sweet grin on his face.

You were in for one hell of a night.

#tomas vrbada x reader #mk smoke #smoke mk1 #smoke x reader #smoke x reader smut #mortal kombat smut #mortal kombat #mk1 smoke #mk1 x reader

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dekus-fellow-crybaby · 8 months

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Crybabies

Pairings: Katsuki Bakugo x Fem!reader x Izuku Midoriya

Summary: Bakugo gets his two favorite crybabies on their knees for him.

Warnings: NSFW. 18+ only. Minors DNI. Aged-up Characters, threesome (mmf), dacryphilia, vaginal sex, anal sex, oral sex (m and f receiving), Katsuki Bakugo x Fem!reader established relationship, polyamory, slight dom/sub dynamics, spitting, brat-tamer!Bakugo, name calling/pet names (babydoll, babygirl, brat, nerd), slight degradation, slight praise, slight asphyxiation, rimming, overstimulation(?), short one-shot, let me know if I forget anything, and enjoy! Please remember to reblog so I continue to have the motivation to post these 🙏🏼😁

Word Count: 700

"Cute, isn't she?" Katsuki questioned lowly in Izuku's ear. Izuku flinched at the sound of his voice coming behind him, and the green-haired boy jumped, flushing like he'd just been caught red-handed...which he had been, essentially. He'd been caught staring at you, someone who wasn't his to stare at.

You were Katuski's.

Izuku only stammered, uttered false denial. A quirk-heated hand landed heavily on his shoulder, stalling his stuttering. Izuku fell silent and stared skeptically at the smirk on Katsuki's face. He looked back at you, eyes twinkling at the smile on your face. "She's so pretty when she smiles. One of the best views in the world."

"Kacchan, I didn't-"

"One of the best views." Katsuki leaned in close, his front pressing into Izuku's back, their cheeks barely brushed as hot breath fanned his skin, and a whisper tickled his ear. "But I really prefer it when she's crying." The chill that shot up Izuku's spine riddled goosebumps over his entire body, his chest heaved and his eyes lidded. Katsuki put such a nice image in his head. He could practically taste the salty substance off your skin as he pictured your adorable cheeks splotchy and wet, bulging with a cock in your mouth.

Yeah, he'd like to see you crying, too.

Funnily enough, Katsuki was picturing Izuku in that exact same position. That thought alone prompted the question, "Wanna see?" to tumble out of Katsuki's lips. Which was how the three of you ended up in such a situation.

Izuku has always loved your smile, but Kacchan was right, you were breathtaking while you were crying and on your knees. But so was Izuku. And Katsuki had the best view of all. You and Izuku both looked so, so pretty on your knees just for him, his cock being sucked and kitten-licked by his two favorite crybabies. Oh, he could get used to watching you both making out with his fat dick between your lips. It was addicting. And who knew that Deku had such a magical tongue? Or that those rough scars littering his thick hands would feel so good while rolling his heavy balls.

"I think that Deku has earned a treat," he said, his fingers tangled in your hair, tugging you off of him. Your mouth reluctantly released his cock but not without a defiant whine tumbling out of your lips. Katsuki chuckled. "Don't worry, little brat, your slutty mouth will be filled up soon enough. But I'm not really sure you deserve it with this kind of attitude. What do you think, nerd? Does she deserve to choke on your dick?"

Deku hummed on his cock, the vibrations sent tremors through Katsuki's body, his thighs flexing. Katsuki ran his fingers through his green curls, gently eased him off. Deku gasped, his tears shining alongside his spit. "Hmm? What's your answer?"

"Please, Kacchan!" He practically whined. "She'll be such a good girl! She'll earn it!" If Katsuki thought that his tears were beautiful, then his wrecked voice begging Katsuki so sweetly was ethereal.

"Such good manners, Deku!" He petted Izuku's head which the green-haired man nuzzled into. His fingers tightened in your hair and you whined. "Didn't even have to teach him. You could learn from Deku, babydoll." When you rolled your eyes playfully, Katsuki's fingertips were instantly sinking into your cheeks, pouting out your lips, your mouth puckered.

"C'mon, now, little brat. Don't go making a liar outta Deku when he just said that you deserved a prize. You gonna behave like he said you would?" Your squished face could barely move enough to nod in his grip. His fingers dug deeper, opening your mouth a little wider before his saliva coated your tongue. He was a bit more gentle as he made his next command: "Don't swallow." You nodded in understanding as he nudged your body down. You're laid out on your stomach between Izuku's spread knees. His chest heaved at the sight. Your tongue let Katsuki's spit trail off and drip onto Izuku's angry, red mushroom head. He shivered and jerked at the feeling, fresh tears sprung from his eyes as he moaned out.

"Shit, love how vocal you are," Katsuki groaned. Izuku looked up at Katsuki with his big, glassy eyes, his shiny, swollen lips turned up in a wobbly smile. Kacchan's hand pushed back his messy emerald curls, he wanted a better view of his glistening eyes that fluttered as you started to trail kitten licks down his shaft. The gasp that rippled tremors through his body had both you and Katsuki moaning at the sound.

"Get him ready for me, baby girl," Kacchan said, which caught both of his pretty little crybabies off guard. After a moment of hesitation, you grasped the intentions of his words and you got to work while your tongue trailed further down. That had Deku reeling: his hips jerked, his back arched, his head had thrown back as you licked at his puckered hole. If only Katsuki had a camera.

The sight alone was too much that when the breathy whines left Izuku’s lips, Katsuki couldn’t take it anymore and harshly gripped the back of Izuku’s head, pushes his hot, wet mouth down onto his cock so he could release deep in his throat with a grunt after a few thrusts. Izuku couldn’t breath with his nose pressed into Katsuki’s bush at the base of his cock, but he didn’t care to either. He was high off the asphyxiation, the lightheadedness only worsened when your fingers wrapped tightly around his cock again, while your little tongue poked so sweetly into him. His cum shot out without warning and splattered over your face and his stomach. You scooped a bit of the cum off your face and fingered it into the hole you’d been working before using the rest to swirl over your swollen little clit, moaning while you wrapped your lips around his sensitive cock head again.

When his balls were finally drained and his breathing slowed Katsuki couldn’t help but twitch at the sight before him. He chuckled at the red that coated Izuku’s face down to his chest. He couldn’t tell if it was post-orgasmic glow or the asphyxiation setting in over Deku’s face, but it had him hard again in seconds. He let Izuku off of himself with a pop and Deku fell to lay on his back against the carpeted floor. His entire body twitched and slumped again and again as he weakly pushed at you who still sucked at his spent cock.

Katsuki wasn’t a very patient guy. Nor was he a very forgiving guy. So when the opportunity arose, he took it. That included payback for the nerd staring at his girl. Deku might’ve earned himself a spot in his relationship, and it might have worked out in the best situation for Katsuki, but that damn nerd still gaped at what was his. Kacchan was a cruel man at times, this being one of them as he let you keep working the poor overstimulated man to the point of going stupid. He didn’t allow you to let up until Izuku was cumming down your throat before he dragged you off. You were pushed onto your back, your body held down by the thick hand against your sternum. At the same time, Katsuki was busy manipulating Izuku’s body onto his hands and knees, his mouth instantly being pressed into your neglected bundle of nerves.

Deku wasn’t getting a break. But he didn’t seem to mind as his tongue made lazy work of circling your clit and running the tip of the muscle up and down your slit. Katsuki came up behind him, a finger prodded at the spit-slicked hole, which sent Izuku retreating in surprise, pushing more into your cunt. Kacchan chuckled before pressing two of his fingers into the other man’s tight hole, groaning at the resistance from his digits entering the ring of muscle. And suddenly Deku found his energy again as he pushed back against the fingers, his tongue worked faster. Katsuki tapped the fat head of his dick onto Izuku’s entrance a couple times before his fingers sunk into the meat of the cheeks and spread him open, his dick finally sinking slowly into the tight cavity he’d been dreaming about. The sound that was ripped from Izuku's lips reverberated through your sensitive cunt, causing your back to arch into his mouth. Katsuki's hips snapped against Izuku's slowly, and he grunted at the grip around him.

After a few deep strokes, Kacchan's hand reached out and wrapped his hand around Deku's throat, pulled his back flush against his chest, and fastened his pace. The room filled with loud, lewd squelching, skin slapping, and near-screams that echoed off the walls. As Katsuki pounded into his body, the blonde grasped his dick in his hand, and tugged at him firmly, and lips messily peppered open-mouthed kisses over his jaw and neck. You couldn't help but groan at the steamy sight, your fingers circled around your swollen clit.

"Look at her," Katsuki whispered hotly into his ear, it sent a shiver down Izuku's spine. His lidded eyes fell onto you, and his mouth ran dry at the sight. "She's been waiting for this, y'know. Wanted your cock, wanted to share you with me..." A groan rumbled in his chest as he listened and watched you writhe and gasp in front of them while your fingers worked quickly over your little bundle of nerves. Izuku couldn't take it anymore and leaned forward, dragged you closer by your thighs, and lined himself up with your slit as Katsuki kept pounding away at him. The moment the two of you connected, your eyes sprung with tears. Fuck, what a pretty sight. Both men had that same thought while they stared at you getting split in half on the thick cock. "Make her cry, Deku." Their hips picked up their pace: Katsuki's hips rocking into Izuku's while Izuku smashed into you and your hips bucked up to meet Izuku's. Moans and whines and whimpers bounced off the walls, and it brought the three of you closer and closer to your collective release. You were the first to fall apart when your boyfriend reached past Izuku to circle his thumb over your little button. The grip your weepy cunt had on Deku sent him over the edge, and he threw his head back onto Kacchan's shoulder while his ass was being pumped into. The sight, the sounds, the tears falling from both of your eyes finally caused the blonde to fill the green-haired hero's hole with his cum.

Yeah, there was no way Katsuki was ever going to let go of his two favorite crybabies.

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unreliablesnake · 8 months

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Punishment (Price x reader x 141)

Summary: Price wants to see you for a chat, but you act like a brat.

Warning: short smut. fingering.

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"You wanted to see me?" you asked once you slipped into the captain's office.

Price looked up, the corners of his lips curling into a wolfish grin as he pushed himself away from the desk and signaled you to come closer. You did as he wanted once you locked the door, and took your place between his legs without questioning his request.

"I trained you well," he noted with an amused hum as he put his hands on your hips. "So what is it that I heard about your reading preferences? Am I not enough?"

"I'm just bored."

He stood up and put a hand on your cheek, running his fingers down to your neck painfully slowly. "I should pay more attention to you. Or you could spend more time with the boys. I know you've been playing a dirty little game lately behind my back," he told you.

A gulp gave away that you knew perfectly well what he meant by that, but your mouth formed a different message. "I don't know what you're talking about," you said quietly.

The captain couldn't help but laugh and shake his head. "I don't mind sharing you with them."

"You don't?"

"As long as you obey me when you're here," he said with a nod.

"I wouldn't dare to–"

He interrupted you with a kiss, his tongue slipping into your mouth the moment you gave him access. Without breaking it even for one second, Price grabbed your ass and picked you up to place you on his desk. A smile crept on his lips when you wrapped your legs around him to pull him closer, showing him how badly you wanted his attention.

To him, you were like a well-trained, loyal little puppy, a woman who did everything like he said, and who always came back to him for more. His feelings were probably deeper than they should have been, and maybe his men had noticed it too. But he didn't mind the rumors. Let them talk.

"I wish we had time to have some fun," he admitted sadly when he pulled away. "But I called you here for work. Alex is here and needs some help. I'll take the boys with me to the field tomorrow, you should stay behind and help with whatever he has on his plate."

"That's not fair."

Price drew in a deep breath as he put a finger under your chin. "What did I say about you acting like a little brat, hmm?" he asked as he leaned closer.

"I'm sorry, Sir," you apologized with a barely audible voice, but the captain didn't seem to find it enough.

With a hungry look in his eyes he unbuttoned your cargo pants and sneaked his hand under your panties, his thick finger slipping between your folds without an issue. "Look at how wet you are for me, love. Just how I like it," he whispered into your ear before pushing another finger inside.

You bit back a moan as he began pumping, wishing you could bury your face into his shoulder, but he was still holding your chin with his other hand and made sure you kept eye contact the whole time. You knew it was sweet torture, you knew he wouldn't let you come after behaving like that with him around.

After all this time, Price knew your body better than anyone. He noticed when you were about to reach your high, so his movements came to an abrupt halt just in time. You hated this, you hated him, but at the same time you were sure you would be crawling back to him for more like you always did.

"This is what happens when you're not acting like the good girl I know you are," he said before giving you a soft kiss. "I have a task for you. Now that I know how much you love to play with the boys, I think you should try to get Alex's mind off Farah. He's so smitten with her, but I know for a fact she's not interested in him that way."

"Ouch," you noted as you leaned closer to kiss his neck, snuggling up to him with your arms around his body like a small kitten.

Price buried his nose into your hair to inhale your sweet scent. "Will you do it for me?" he asked you quietly. When he felt you nod, he let out a short laugh. "That's my girl. Don't disappoint me, sweetheart." Suddenly he let go and took a few steps away from you. "You should go, I've got an awful lot of work waiting for me."

Nodding, you fixed your pants and walked up to him with your hands folded behind your back. "Can I get a goodbye kiss, Sir?"

Oh, how much he loved to hear you call him that. He wanted to give you what you asked for, but he had been clear about the consequences if you behaved like some stupid brat. "You need to learn your lesson. If you'll be an obedient little girl, you'll get one the next time."

#barracks bunny fics #captain john price x reader #captain john price #john price x reader #john price #modern warfare #call of duty #mw2 #mw3

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nyimasu · 1 year

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BLEACH MEN, PART 2

───── 𝑊𝐻𝐴𝑇 𝑇𝑈𝑅𝑁𝑆 𝑇𝐻𝐸𝑀 𝑂𝑁

— CHARACTERS : Kuchiki Byakuya, Aizen Sosuke, Szayel Aporro Granz (+ small bonus at the end)

— CONTENT WARNING : implied size kink, wall sex, oral (m receiving), degradation kink, power play, cowgirl position, aftercare with byakuya, bdsm content (flogging, master/slave dynamics, use of a monoglove/armbinder, brat taming), cum eating, an*l, quirofilia, orgasm denial

ANYA'S CORNER : my gorgeous friend loni aka @nagumoan helped me immensely with the bonus part at the end and I can't thank her enough for it. I love you dearly, my beloved. thank you 🤍. you can find the first part here ! also stay tuned for the women version, it'll be out soon aw hope you enjoy this!

REBLOGS ARE HIGHLY APPRECIATED!

✧. AIZEN, SZAYEL — POWER PLAY

Both these men are used to be hold in high regard from everyone, whether they like it or not. But the fact is, Aizen and Szayel can put up with your attitude to a certain extent. And for that, they have different aces up their sleeves.

The ex-Captain prefers to have you between his legs, with your sinful lips wrapped around his cock. He might require your "services" at any time, even during his daily meetings with the Espada.

It isn't unusual for them to see the back of your head bob up and down on his girth from under the table, or to hear the obscene squelches bouncing back off the walls to them when Aizen shoves his hand among your locks to push your face flat against the neat bush of pubic hair, making you gag on him while the man talk with either Ulqiuorra or Tosen.

He only does so when you've been particularly infuriating. That'one of the ways he uses to shut you up and convince you to take what he mercifully gives you without complaining.

And when it happens, he doesn't even let you touch yourself as you pleasure him, oh no.

He rather prefers to have you choke on his cum when it paints your mouth white, with your arms restrained in a leather armbinder behind your back. The Espada would look at you, unfazed, when you tilt your head up and press it against his thigh when their boss simply says,

"Open your mouth. Let me see."

You oblige, sticking out your tongue to show him how much of a good girl you can be if he can be reasoned with. Then you swallow with a smirk he reciprocates.

"Now, what do you have to do next? Don't make me repeat myself."

As Aizen proceeds to take off the restraint device, you immediately sit on his lap, waiting for him to wrap up the meeting and continue your business elsewhere.

All while you're covered in nothing but a flimsy replica of his white jacket, of course, so that everyone can see how your nipples push against the fabric and the arousal gushing down your legs soak your partner's trousers.

The one who enjoys the view the most is Aizen himself, of course, even if Ulquiorra doesn't disdain it so much, either.

The same sort of minimum decency can't be assumed of Szayel, however. If you push his buttons, he will strike back twice as hard. You can be unnerving if you put your head to it, and that the Espada can't stand.

So, whenever you're within reach, he'll push you against a wall face first. Do you think he cares if someone sees you? You've been down that road with him countless times. No one is safe with him around, especially you.

"Still want to run your mouth like that, slut?" a sudden sting of pain has you grasping for air, and you turn to see the pink-haired Espada holding the black cat o' nine tails whip he just hit you with.

Maybe it's the voice, his eyes sparkling with sadism or the fact that you're so exposed to others. Either way, a moan crawls past your lips before you can catch it.

And that pushes Szayel to press his body against yours while the flail ravages your skin one, two, three times. The Arrancar thinks he's finally found the instrument which will keep you in place for good.

Jokes on him. You're enjoying your punishment a bit too much. "Oh, Szayel," you coo at him, ass pushed against his growing erection as you grab him by the wrist and raise the whip until it brushes your cheek. "Do you really think such a tiny thing will scare me? Try again, oh perfect being."

Needless to say, after that he's quick to shred your dress to pieces and bare his cock oozing in precum, just to then coat it in your wetness and enter you altogether.

His height consumes the space behind you as he bends over to bite your ear lobe, hand around your throat when he growls,

"And you really think that I'll let you off the hook with just a whip? I'm just getting started with you."

✧. KUCHIKI BYAKUYA — HANDS

Just to stare at him in awe while he takes your hands in his in the intimacy of your bedroom feels like a dream. He has a scorching obsession for your hands, so tiny compared to his.

But to have one of his thumbs stroke soothing circles on the back of your nape while your fingers grab the base of his girth to guide it deep inside you? To moan softly with him when your chest collides with his, thighs pressed on either side of his, at the feeling of it caressing your walls?

You're so tight around him that to accommodate every inch of his draws a breathless string of whimpers out of both.

Everyone is well accustomed with Byakuya's calm manners, with his gray eyes analysing every fraction of their surroundings. And what about the fact he has no desire to be physical with no one but his loved ones?

His true colors escape many souls, except yours.

His resolve to be as collected and serene as possible with you is always wiped out by your touch on him. One brush, and the Captain crumbles, his love scattering and flying around you like a cherry blossoms' storm.

"Easy, my petal. Take your time. I'm in no rush today." a little smile tugs at his lips, but it's nothing compared to what he's truly feeling. To seethe with affection, to be kissed by the intense kiss of adoration... all because of you.

What Byakuya is unaware of yet, however, is that you're also deeply enamoured of his strong grip on you. The moment your ass finally meets the warmth of his thighs, you let out a sated giggle and look at the man under you while you push his hands upward to rest on your butt. Stars dance in the corner of your eyes.

"Y-yes." you stutter, so focused on gaping at his gorgeous face that you almost forget what you're doing.

Byakuya makes sure to remind you that, and his taut muscles under you tense when he shifts position to straighten his back. Now with his shoulders flush against the headboard, the Captain starts to push his hips upward to meet yours in earnest. A whimper even escapes him as you crush your forehead against his, kissing him to steady yourself as he picks up the rhythm.

He's losing his decorum. Again.

Kuchiki Byakuya has you chanting his name pretty soon as he keeps fucking you from under, and you come undone around him just as quick. He lets you make a mess of the sheets — he cares little about such trivial things — and helps you ride out your high with heart-shaped eyes. So, so pretty.

He's a goner, and it doesn't take long for him to join you in the bliss of the moment.

Half an hour later, you are both in the bathtub. You love to have a nice bath before bedtime (the innocent one) and the head of the Kuchiki clan loves to indulge every little habit of yours.

You carry the scent of cherry blossoms in your hair when you lean forward Byakuya, eyes sparkling with love when you tuck a strand of his long, wet hair behind the ear.

Your touch sends electricity down his spine, and before you know it he has scooped you in his arms, giggles filling the air as he places you on the bed to kiss you gently.

Being his lover is the greatest gift you could ever receive, and for you to give yourself completely to Byakuya speaks of unconditional love he treasures as his most most beloved treasure.

✧. BONUS — ANAL SEX

Little reminder: these men love, love being physical with you and sometimes, a few of them will push you over the edge. To almost destroy your every bit out of lust and love, including your ass.

It's theirs to worship, and some of them includes the likes of: Kenpachi Zaraki, who'd take you from behind while his big, strong palms of his hands impact against your ass, spanking you until the skin cracks open and you're nothing but a mess of trembling limbs, sweat and incoherent moans under him. His cock fills you to the brim every single time he's inside you, but to be so full that you beg for him to spread your ass cheeks further for him to ram himself into you deeper is new. And Zaraki enjoys every second of it.

And what about Bazz-B? This troublemaker is always pointing his fingers at others. Man, he does it for a living.

So imagine his surprise when you bring up the wet dream you had about him and that specific scenario. As you talk, you can literally see the gears in his brain spin and bang against his skull.

The Quincy has you on all fours in a second, and his first finger is already prodding your other entrance when he adds the second one. Years of training and use of his abilities left a trail of calluses on them and they press against you as you try to turn, but his other hand grab a fistful of your hair to push your face flat against the mattress.

"You gotta be a good girl and take the heat for me, hm? Come on, I know you can", he whispers and a string of spit trails down his lips and onto his fingertips.

Occasionally, Muguruma Kensei would enjoy it, but only if he's in the mood. You'd have to talk him into it through and through, since he gets annoyed easily by situations he hasn't complete control over. But a few strokes of your fingers around the '69' tattoo on his chest do the trick, and the man flips you over to slip his tongue in the tight ring of muscles above your pussy. It's gushing, your arousal dripping onto the sheets as your whimpers caress Kensei's ears. Oh, and if he feels like going the extra mile, he'd also press a thumb on your clit as he eases himself in you. Overwhelmed by the new angle, you both look at each other. It's hunger, what you see in his gaze, and he groans in your neck just as hungrily as you swallow his dick deep into you with every deep thrust he gives you, ready to stop at the first sign of distress.

But once you relax and he gets the gist of it all, he'll be the happiest man ever.

tags! — @aiztoru @burnishedcrown @stygianoir @romiyaro

#aizen sousuke #aizen x reader #bleach smut #bleach headcanons #szayel aporro granz #szayel x reader #byakuya kuchiki #byakuya x reader #kenpachi zaraki #kenpachi x reader #bazzard black #kensei muguruma #kensei x reader #voice of cassandra

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huexuri · 5 months

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⋆ txt members : txt and use of sex toys! ⋆

NSFW, MDNI!

warnings: fem!reader, dom (or) sub reader/txt depending in scenario, sex toys, masturbation, mentions of insecurity, pet names (whore, mommy, good boy, good girl, brat, baby etc), exhibitionism, overstim, cnc, cunnilingus, fingering, i got carried away in gyu's, hella possessive gyu, slight SLIGHT angst in kais?? bc he's insecure as shit, tell me if there's more

note: this is a reply to my anon inbox asking for ot5 content!! (not a fic like you asked, bc i'm not comfy writing about a fivesome) but just wanted to make it a separate post bc i need to b able to edit my post in case of some careless mistake.... ALSO THIS TOOK ME WAY TOO LONG WTF OMG HELP

⊹ yeonjun 🦊 : remote controlled vibrator

:: dom!yeonjun would be most likely to use a remote controlled vibrator on you — especially in public.

:: you'd be so prideful in your ability to keep quiet in public before you both leave the house, then be quivering in your seat in the middle of a restaurant with your panties soaking wet, hoping you didn't leave a stain on the seats ...

:: yeonjun would have so much fun, suddenly turning the sensitivity level to high when you least expect it — earning a soft but restrained whimper from you as you try your best not to squirm any more.

:: "you don't want to humiliate yourself, do you now? keep.., quiet." yeonjun would whisper in your ear, as if that didn't turn you on any more.

:: when you get so sensitive that at this point your swollen clit practically aches for release, a little squeeze on his bicep is enough to notify him that you're close. only then would yeonjun turn off the vibrator so you wouldn't... well, cum everywhere on the middle of the sidewalk.

:: "what happened to being able to handle it, huh?" yeonjun would tease, "the fact that all eyes are on you really turns you on, doesn't it? you whore~" he would continue, and you know yourself that it's true.

:: the painfully obvious sight of you trying to keep your composure as you walk around a shopping mall with all these strangers that would be the first to see if you came in your pants would give yeonjun even more excitement to use the machine at his own will.

:: finally bringing you home after edging you for hours now, even a feather touch to your clit would get you squirting all over the place. when that's settled though, you'll finally get that cock that you deserve for handling your climax so well — and yeonjun would definitely reward his good girl, making this if already not, the best day you've ever had.

⊹ soobin 🐰 : fleshlight

:: sub!soobin who is never able to contain himself when he feels horny, who always has to find a way to touch himself. and you know this. so last year, you got him a birthday gift — a fleshlight which he could use to remind himself of you.

:: sometimes, when he doesn't realize you've came home, you'd catch him in his room whimpering and whining, followed by squelching noises which make it obvious what he's doing. he doesn't realize you can hear him — so he's not scared about being loud. but when you tell him the walls are thin, he gets all flustered, then forgets about it the next time he decides to play with himself.

:: when that happens, you waste no time barging in his room, catching him in the act. you've gone long enough rubbing your thighs to no avail.

:: he seems like he enjoys it when he's caught, that smug look on his face when he tries to act embarrassed. you then realize that he doesn't forget the walls are thin. he knows, and he wants you to do something about it.

:: "deciding to be such a brat, huh? if you wanted me to fuck you, you could've said so.." you'd coo, resulting in him and a bratty pout as if he'd done nothing wrong.

:: he'd regret being such a brat when you're soon kneeling in between his legs and pumping his shaft at almost light speed using his own fleshlight,, even if he'd much be preferring the real deal hugging his cock.

:: "aah—fuck—mommy.... m-mommy, please!! please i-i— too fast, t-too... haaa... 'm a good boy—s-ssorry i pppromise i—" he'd stutter and beg,,, in between squirms and hiccups of his "anguish" you found.. cute.

:: he'd learn from his mistakes, only after you finally let him cum by the time his tip is glossy and glowing painfully red, with a gradient down to his shaft that is quite the contrary — pale and swollen and twitching while his beads of his tears well up at the corner of his eyes, that being bratty would bring him nowhere but begging for the thing that he'd first hoped for — the thing that could've came first if he had just behaved..

⊹ beomgyu 🐻 : vibrator

:: dom!gyu who would get jealous seeing you go on call with one of your guy friends — headset on and all, so you don't realize when he sneaks under your desk and pushes your shorts to the left to reveal nothing underneath.

:: realizing that something's touching you, frantically putting down your headset with a quick "gimme a minute" leaves you to the sight of your boyfriend gyu with your vibrator in hand as you fist his fluffy hair.

:: "the fuck are you—" "nothing, baby. continue playing with that guy you wanna ride so badly." beomgyu cuts you off as he slides a tongue into your pussy before you can even say anything else. "i-it's not like that, come on what the—" "shush, put your headset back on." you got interrupted again.

:: obeying him, you try to put your headset back on without squirming every second. but you don't realize he would soon end up face in front of your knees, flicking your clit up and down like a light switch with his tongue and fingers curled up inside you.

:: you're trying so damn hard to stay quiet. so awfully quiet that even your boy best friend asks you what's up, and when you're about to answer, you— "f-fffuck—"

:: "u-uhm,, nothing, i'm just —f-ffocused,," you mutter out into your mic. but how can you fucking focus when now gyu's tongue is thrusting in and out of you as he strokes your already swollen clit up and down with the vibrator head?

:: "sorry, bro, afk for a second." you quickly speak into the microphone of your headset before slamming it down on the table and squirming till your vocal cords feel like sandpaper.

:: "gyu, gyu, f-fuck i'm,, 'm sorry i— oh fuck, fuck ffu—c-cumming, cumming,, shit,,,!!" you fist the hair of your petty boyfriend beneath your feet — he's now practically like,, painting your clit with your own slick, the vibrator acting like the paintbrush. his fingers ram in and out of you, and he still hasn't made any sound.

:: "don't talk to anyone but me, you fucking—ngh—got it?" he growls, his raspy voice so apparent as his brown doe eyes glisten up at you, but he still seems so intimidating.

:: spamming the shit out of your "end call" button on your screen without explanation, you finally release all over him; your vision turns white for a split second before he slowly winds down the sensitivity of the vibrator and throws it aside — fingers sliding out of you, covered in your arousal.

:: "you're mine, and i'll make you remember that." gyu exhales as he stands up from under your desk, licking your juices off his fingers before dragging you to the bathroom to get you cleaned up. you couldn't even mutter a "mhm" because of how fast everything went by.

:: all you know, is that you never want to make gyu jealous again.

⊹ taehyun 🐿️ : dildo

:: sub!taehyun who has always been unconfident in his ability to make you feel good — he still thinks about the words that his ex had said to him, saying that he's terrible in bed, so he gets you a dildo to use on you.

:: no matter how many times you try to convince him that he'll do fine, he always denys it, and instead during heated times he rams your pussy with the dildo he'd gotten you. it definitely feels good, but deep down you know that the real deal would definitely feel way better than some stupid plastic cock.

:: especially the size of him, way bigger and girthy. the times where he'd stroke his cock with his head back infront of you as you ride that dildo facing him, both of you imagining that you're linked with each other — but taehyun just can't stop thinking that he's the problem, even if you tried helping him.

:: "taehyun," you sighed as you paused the video you were both watching on the tv.

:: "yes, baby?" he'd reply.

:: crawling over to straddle him, you'd shush him when he tries to question anything. "i'm sick of you not having confidence in yourself, taehyun.." you cleared your throat, "just let me do the work. you know you want it too..." the sides of your lips turned upwards as he was still hesitant — but you could already feel his erection that wasn't there 3 minutes ago, pressing up against the silk of your panties.

:: only a few minutes later,, you're bouncing up and down on his cock, praising him over and over again, cooing about how good he feels inside you, how good of a boy he is, how cute he looks—

:: "sshit, am i doing a good j-job? fuck, pretty... it feels s-ssso.. so fuckin' good...." taehyun whimpers, still feeling as if he isn't good enough.

:: "don't bother to ask baby, w-whoever said you're not good in bed is prob—pprobably out of their–mmh...mind.." you hastily replied as you fist his shirt, crinkling in the palm of your hand.

:: "fuck, baby ple—please,, keep going, i'm...i'm gonna—" taehyun huffs.

:: "pill, pill taehyun, go ahead and cum for me dirty boy, fuck fuck fuck,," you pick up your pace, your head throws back, his hips buck up into you, and your vision flashes white, taehyun holds on to your wrist, "i'm cumming, 'm c-ccumming—"

:: after that day, you don't think that dildo is gonna be useful anymore when you finally have him all to yourself.

⊹ hueningkai 🐧 : vibrator

:: sub!hyuka who always covered up his pretty face with his favourite hoodie during lives.. and you've noticed this, whenever you hop on to weverse to watch any of their lives, he's either hiding himself with his hair, his hoodie, or subtly complaining about his looks. it hurts you a bit inside to realize that he's insecure. because how can such a pretty person think of themselves that way? hopping off the live, you wait for kai to come back home and decide you want to help him ease his mind and feel better about himself.

:: both of you are on the bed and you get ready to suggest ideas. you originally thought of bringing him to eat bingsu, or watching a movie together while cuddling, bunched up in his favourite comforter. but imagine the surprise that flushes over you when he mutters a little "vibrator..?" so soft you nearly miss it.

:: your eyes widening, "s-sorry what?" you cleared your throat, looking at him with a look of disbelief.

:: "vibrator... please." kai looked up at you with glossy, nearly teary eyes. "it's just... please don't get mad at me, i really need to let go of my worries, and—"

:: "shh, kai. if that's what you really need i'll do that for you, okay? let me do all the work for you, you deserve it." you smiled at him before wiping the beads of tears off the corner of his eyes. he simply nodded at you, returning a grateful smile.

:: pulling down his pants, vibrator in hand, you lie chest down in-between his thighs and face facing his shaft — you slowly bring the vibrator to his cock head, earning a little squirm of pleasure from kai.

:: "t-thank you, you don't know how much i needed this, i— all i needed was to destress, i'm s-so happy,, fuck... haa... it feels good.." kai rasps.

:: "you're so pretty, hyuka. you've such a pretty face, pretty nose, ethereal body, please don't ever doubt yourself my love." you exclaimed on his cock, gliding the vibrator up and down and under his length as you lay a tongue on his slit, collecting his precum.

:: "you really mean t-hat?" hyuka sighs at the feeling of your wet tongue drawing circles around his tip.

:: "of course i mean it, pretty." you said before you lowered your lips down halfway his shaft, the other half occupied by the vibrator, coating your spit around him evenly.

:: "mmh... shit.... it's so good, fuck." his cock twitches inside your mouth, and you know that kai's climax is coming to it's peak. giving light kisses up and around his upper half of his shaft, you lead the vibrator, dragging it up towards his moist swollen tip and tipping it to an angle where it forces the vibration all the way down his cock, and with a heavy moan, that was enough for him to bust all over your lips and coat the vibrator in it's white.

:: "shit,,.." kai sighs. "i love you." he continues.

:: you don't say anything but respond by crawling over to his chest and kissing him on the lips, making him taste himself on you.

:: letting go of the kiss, "promise me you love yourself like i love you?" you exclaimed.

:: "promise." kai smiled.

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star-quill · 1 year

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would love ur nsfw peter headcanons!! x

omg omg okok

he loveloveloves when u ride his thigh. like he adores just watching u tremble above him, hearing u whimper while u bury ur face in his neck. he's encouraging u the whole way, praising u and having his hand on ur back to rock u back and forth. when u do come, he praises u even more ("good girl" "doing so good baby" "so pretty for me sweetheart").

is rough but likes to go slow and watch u squirm. fills u up to the hilt and slowly drags himself out of u, smirking when u desperately try and grab at him to push himself back in. he will go slow at first until u whimper out "more please i can take it please" and then he will just pound into u. ur gonna have a few bruises on the back of ur thighs tomorrow but it's all worth it when he's making u feel this good.

oh and he's big and he's heavy. every time before he fucks u, he will push against u and let his dick lay on ur skin, showing u just how deep he's gonna get when he's all the way in. then his size kink kicks in when he's like "u think u can take all this baby?".

he purposely does anything to rile u up and get ur attention, knowing how easy it is to push u into submission. whether it's just walking around the house shirtless, or going for a workout in the back garden while ur watering the plants. next thing u know, ur hands are grabbing at his curls while he fucks u against the shed door outside.

man spreader. comes over to sit next to u on the couch, his legs spread out while ur sitting with urs tucked under u. then ur eyes fall to his crotch, his thighs and he catches u looking. "u want something u just gotta ask for it baby.". u blink a few times before turning back to watch tv. he's a menace and u know u'll end up in his lap before the program's finished anyway.

eats pussy and is fucking amazing at it. his nose, tongue and facial hair is the best combination when he's buried between ur legs. u prefer when he does it in bed or on the sofa, knowing that the few times he's done it in the kitchen, u almost keeled over from ur legs shaking so much.

he loves when u act like a brat. purposefully pissing him off at neighbourhood barbecues and then feigning innocence when he pulls u up on it. silently giggling when he takes u home and pushes u on the bed. u immediately start getting undressed before u see him standing there, arms crossed. then he speaks "good girls get fucked, brats have to do it themselves." then he watches as u touch urself for him, stopping whenever he tells u to, which only prolongs ur orgasm. but don't worry, once he does let u come, he makes sure to fuck another two out of u afterwards.

loves to touch u up. he's always got to have a hand on u, nicely in public but at home it always goes between ur legs. he loves when u lay across his lap, ur head resting on his thighs while his hand worms it's way through ur legs, his fingers feeling though ur folds. ur hands just grab at his arm, holding on while he fingers u to orgasm, and then one more orgasm until ur spent and out of breath in his lap, curling into him. his hand comes up to wrap around ur waist, pulling u up into him. it's almost always late at night when this happens, then he lifts u up and takes u to bed.

if he's fucking u missionary, he will wrap his hand around ur neck, squeezing gently so as not to hurt u but still make u feel it's there. ur hands grab at his wrist and u just choke out a whimper. his thumb rubs at ur skin as he praises u ("ur being so good baby" "such a pretty lil' thing" "u feel so good honey, takin' me so well").

can and will coax multiple orgasms out of u until ur absolutely spent and he has to rub ur back until u calm down again. ur body is just limp when he's done with u and u love it. u love when he has to take care of u afterwards, him carrying u to bed and softly massaging every part of u until u sigh out. he may be a little rough but his aftercare is top tier.

slightly possessive in public but u love it. he always has his hand on u, always calling u "his girl" or "my girl". u always slightly turn it around in bed ("am i ur girl?" "am i ur pretty lil' baby?") knowing it makes him even more turned on than before.

do not wear a sundress around this man unless u want fucked whenever u do. u took him shopping once and picked out a few to try on in the dressing room. he just sat outside, waiting for u to show him. but once u showed him the first one, he just absolutely had to have u in it, following u back into the cubicle and pushing u against the wall. he bunched up the dress around ur waist and fucked u right there, his hand over ur mouth to stop u from making any unusual noises.

mmmfmfm i have more but like this is already a lot

#u guys don't understand #he's so big so beefy and i need him like rn #peter quill #peter quill headcanons #peter quill x reader #peter quill drabble #peter quill smut #guardians of the galaxy #gotg #✎ peter quill #answered #anon

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sluttywonwoo · 1 year

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you want inspo? joshua x wonwoo threesome. you're tied to the bed and they take turns just fucking you and seeing who can make you cum the fastest/who can give you more orgasms

“start the timer!”

wonwoo just stands there, staring at joshua as he situates himself between your thighs on the bed.

“are you serious?” you and wonwoo ask in unison.

joshua rolls his eyes at the both of you, hoisting your legs over his shoulders.

“yeah, if wonwoo’s so confident he can make you cum the fastest i want him to prove it,” he explains.

“that’s ridiculous,” you groan, turning your head towards the other man. “can you imagine—”

but wonwoo already has his phone out and opened to the clock app. you sigh, suddenly exhausted, and let your arms fall limp in their restraints that are tied to the headboard.

“you two are unbelievable. you know what, just for that, i’m going to be trying not to cum the entire time,” you mutter.

“that’s fine,” joshua says, grinning. “it won’t matter either way. right, nonu?”

wonwoo’s also smirking. “that’s right. so don’t be a brat, baby. let us have our fun.”

“she’ll be a good girl for us,” joshua adds confidently, flicking your clit with his thumb. you whimper and yank your wrists in the handcuffs unintentionally. wonwoo coos at you in faux sympathy but doesn’t move from his spot to help or kiss it better. “she’ll have to be if she doesn’t want to be punished.”

wonwoo nods and crosses his arms over his chest. you think he likes the idea of punishing you a little too much. the shimmer in his eyes tells you that he’d almost prefer you to misbehave just so that he can put you in your place later.

joshua presses a kiss to the inside of your thigh, getting you to return your attention to him. once you meet his gaze, he winks at you then looks over to his friend.

“ready, wonwoo?”

wonwoo holds up his phone to show he’s got the timer pulled up. “ready.”

“ready, beautiful?”

“ready.”

“remember, don’t hold back. i’ll know if you do.”

“i w-won’t,” you promise.

“good. wouldn’t want to skew the data. this is all in the name of science, after all.” joshua turns to wonwoo one final time and offers him a polite smile. “may the best man win.”

#cursing you forever btw #answered #alicia 🌱#seventeen smut #svt smut #joshua smut #wonwoo smut #wonshua smut

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pupyuj · 9 months

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Still in my stepmom reader x bratty stepdaughter wonyoung brain rot 😵‍💫

hehehdsjkdfc so glad people still like that idea!

idk about stepdaughter wony being a brat, she's mostly a good girl bcs her mommy is so nice and sweet that she doesn't wanna do anything to upset you lmao 😭 but it's not like she can hold a perfect record of being that 'good girl' so she has her little bratty days!

like maybe you and her attended a little charity event! her dad isn't around bcs he's busy with his job so it was just you and her,, but wony can't really have fun bcs you're walking around talking with these other mommies and pretty girls, all older and more mature than wony that she kind of gets a bit snobby by the end of the party bcs she's jealous 😭 her sitting on the passenger seat with her arms crossed and that queen bitch look on her face,, putting your hand on her thigh but she moves away, huffing and rolling her eyes??

you kindly asking wony to help you bring your bags n coats in and stuff and she does do that, but she does it in that angry-obedient type of way that kids do whenever they're acting up but are scared to actually make their parents mad 😭

"you're being a bit rude, hon." you're saying while hugging her from behind :(( she's trying so hard to ignore you but your touch just melts her </3

"you barely talked to me all evening. i guess you have a preference, huh? are those pretty unnies a better than company than your daughter?" wony was pouting oh she was so cuteee 😔

ddskhkdj omgg you sitting down on the couch and pulling her to your lap,,, your hand in between her legs, gently feeling up her drenched pussy :(( wony was still upset but she can't help but lean into your touch... whining and whimpering every time your thumb brushes she clit,,

"you know you have my heart at all times, baby... those unnies don't matter either, you're the prettiest girl i've ever known..." you're saying while kissing her beautiful collarbone and leaving marks there,,, oh wony is the cutest 😵‍💫😵‍💫

#ive smut #ive x reader #ive imagines #girl group smut #girl group x reader #girl group imagines #ive x fem reader #jang wonyoung smut #jang wonyoung x reader #jang wonyoung imagines #wonyoung imagines #wonyoung x reader #wonyoung smut

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wrasslinwetdreams · 2 months

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NSFW Alphabet SHAWN MICHEALS HEADCANONS

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Shawn’s a cuddled. He’d never admit that shit out loud but he LOVES to be in your skin after sex. He wants to be under you and babied. Tell anyone and he’d deny it all.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Shawn’s favorite body part of his is his hands. He loves how much bigger they are compared to yours and he loves when you grab his hand when you’re nervous or scared.

His favorite body part of yours is your ass. It doesn’t matter how small it is or how big it is. Shawn is an ass man. He’s always smacking it when you walk down the gorilla with him.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Shawn likes to come on you. Specifically on your face and tits. He doesn’t know if it’s some territorial thing or what but he loves to cum in your underwear and make you wear them out.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Shawn likes to spit in your mouth. He once was really amped after a match and caught dragged you into his locker room “Open up baby.” You open your mouth and feel his warm spit hit your tongue. “Swallow.” It’s more of a demand than anything.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He’s extremely experienced he’s older than you and has definitely had a many trips around the sun lol.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Shawn’s favorite position is doggy. He loves hitting it from behind then pulling you up for a sloppy kiss. Sometimes he makes you arch your back more and you can almost feel him In your tummy.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Shawn is kinda goofy. More so during foreplay he’ll crack a shitty joke and chuckle in between pecks.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Shawn is decently well groomed. He’s a pretty boy so he keeps up with his appearance. He grows a lot of hair there so he keeps it neatly trimmed.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He’s a lot softer during intimacy. He gives you sweet kisses and everything is so much more sensual.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He masturbates a lot when you’re not around. He’s crazy about you so he’s not going touch another woman.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Shawn has a brat taming kink. He lowkey loves it when you get an attitude because it gives him an excuse to remind you why you should be a good girl.

He has marking kink. He purposefully puts hickeys in visible spots so he can make sure everyone sees them

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

He likes to pull you into the broom closets backstage and fuck you against the wall “sssh if you get too loud somebody might hear you pretty.” Shawn would cover your mouth as he stroked deeper inside of you with a shit eating grin. He would let you walk out with a panty full of cum to his dressing room.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

When you wear skimpy little ring outfits. Honestly he loves when you wear skimpy outfits no matter what. He likes for guys to know they can look but not touch. He likes when you tug on his hair something about just gets him going in all the right places.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He does not do anything to do with pee or poop.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Shawn likes to receive. He likes to see you gagging on his dick with tears running down your face. You’re such a pretty girl choking on him.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Shawn rough and slow. He wants you to enjoy every damn moment with him but he just likes it a little rough it general. He can’t help himself. Seeing the way you squeeze your eyes shut and bite your lips as he gives you agonizing slow strokes.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Shawn is always up for a quickie even at the most inappropriate of times and you regularly have to tell him no you will not meet him the McDonalds bathroom. As Paul sits obliviously next to you.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Shawn is a risk taker he once convinced you to let him fuck with the curtains open in your hotel room. It was thrilling hoping nobody peered up and saw your tits squished against the glass as Shawn took you from behind.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Shawn can go two rounds sometimes 3. Mostly two though he has a lot of energy and you’re his favorite stress ball.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He once bought you vibrating panties and made you walk down the gorilla with him. It’s the only toy he uses on you and god does he use it at the most inconvenient times.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Tease should be his middle fucking name. He’s always placing little kisses on your sweet spot. He’s rubbing your thigh under the table and feeling up your ass while taking pictures with fans.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Shawn’s a vocal boy and you love it. The way he fists your hair as he lets out a throaty groan. How he lets out pretty moan when you suck the tip just right.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He once fucked you in Hunter’s locker room. You wouldn’t call it your finest hour. He thinks fondly on it lol.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Shawn has a pretty dick. It’s pretty thick with one vein going up the under side of it and flushed tip when he’s hard.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Shawn is always down to fuck. When he hurt his back he almost begged you with puppy dog eyes to ride him.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Almost immediately after. He’s a huge on cuddling even when you whine to try and get up and take a shower he’s not having it. He pulls you close mumbles something about tomorrow and passes out on your stomach.

#shawn michaels x reader #shawn michaels #wwf attitude #wwf imagines #wwe imagine #Shawn Michaels imagine #90s Shawn Michaels

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